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21/10/2025
Threesome with Martin, this is another real story from a regular couple I see here in the UK. If you want a straight single guy for fun drop me a message for some NSA fun. Straight couples and females
Steve and I have been married for 7 years and have a pretty active sex life filled with lots of fantasies and some super great sex. We travel for a living so we make the most of our time together and indulge our sexual appetites.
I consider myself to be a very interesting, provocative and sensual woman, quite attractive for my age. My breasts are full, perhaps my best feature, firm, high, shaped like big pears, My body is firm with a trim round ass, my legs are long and shapely, and I have blond hair that cascades over my shoulders, All this and a 36D chest that usually turn heads wherever we go.
During our frequent love making sessions we share our sexual fantasies. Steve is almost obsessed with wanting to watch me with another man. He has told me over and over that he would love to watch my face as I build to orgasm while another man's cock is plunging into me. It really turns him on when we talk about it. We often use my favorite dildo and pretend I am fucking a big cock while I suck on Steve. Until recently it was just that, a fantasy, now thanks to an unusual set of events it became a reality.
A few weeks ago Steve was on the way home from a business trip and found himself pacing the floor at the Glasgow Airport because his flight was delayed. It was late Friday afternoon and he was scheduled to get home at about six. The delay would set that back to somewhere around nine.
Before he called to let me know, I had decided that this weekend I would fulfill his fantasy. Martin, a good friend of ours had called a little earlier and with devilish thoughts in my head, I had invited him to spend the weekend with us. The fact that Steve was going to be late getting home made my seduction plans even better as I knew it would drive him wild.
Martin is a little younger than Steve and I, about 50, recently widowed after he lost his late wife Sue to cancer, good looking with a slim figure compared to Steve, that turned me on the first time I met him. In our fantasies of other men, Steve and I had often pretended that it was Martin. When I told Steve about the invitation, he was excited and teased me about the great opportunity I would have while waiting for him to get home. Little did he know what I had planned!
Before Martin arrived, I bathed and perfumed my body, then picked out some of my sexiest clothes. My tight black mini skirt, black thigh high silk stockings, garter belt, black lace bra with matching G string panties, 5" pumps with ankle straps, topped off with a white see through blouse that showed off the fullness of my chest, my nipples clearly showing through the silky bra. The hem of my skirt rode high on my thighs, revealing the tops of my nylons with just a glimpse of the silky smooth part of my inner thighs above the tops of my hose. "A very sensual arrangement? I thought as I checked myself in the full-length mirror noting the definite contrast between the color of my dark stockings and the creamy white of my inner thighs.
The next step in my plan was to set the mood by turning on just the right lights and placing candles around the house. I poured two glasses of Merlot wine, turned on the stereo and carefully selected some sensual CD's for mood music, adjusting the sound to just the right level.
Martin arrived at seven. When I answered the door, his eyes opened wide, not knowing what to look at first, my breasts, nipples, legs, his eyes roaming up and down. I lifted the wine glass to my lips, our eyes meeting as I looked at him over the rim of the glass. My heavy breathing caused my tight blouse to move up and down over the fullness of my chest. He smiled as he looked around, noting the soft lights and candles. Handing him his glass of wine, I took his hand and led him to the couch. We toasted each other and sipped the wine, letting the mood of the lights and music take effect.
Looking into his eyes I smiled a wicked smile, uncrossed and crossed my legs, hiking the skirt higher up my thighs revealing the straps of my garter belt. His erection was becoming quite evident, forming a small tent in his pants. An involuntary and barely audible moan escaped his throat as he pulled me close, enfolding me in his arms, his lips planting a row of soft kisses down my neck. I dropped my head back, closing my eyes, exposing my neck to his tender touch. His lips found the secret spot behind my ear as he licked and sucked, setting off luscious waves that radiated through me.
"Mmmmmm" I murmured as I pulled his handsome face to mine, my lips parting, his tongue darting between them, his hands drifting down to brush my breast. We kissed fiercely, my tongue thrusting against his, circling each other, teasing, kissing me hard, lingering and passionately. I opened my eyes and looked at him in a sensual and provocative manner, my eyes hungry, my head swimming with desire.
I felt my blouse being pulled from my skirt, the fabric pushed out of the way, his hands tracing lines over my breasts, pressing lightly, my nipples straining at his touch. Luscious warm tremors shoot through me as he unhooks my bra, kneading my breasts, bringing them to a state of tingling awareness. His fingers tweaked my nipples, twirling them, moving in slow soothing caresses.
I felt his hard cock rub against my leg. Reaching down, my fingers searched his crotch finding his erection. He moaned as I softly caressed it, my hand stroking up and down, sliding the material over it. With some help, I unzipped his pants, reached in, curved my fingers around him, gently lifting his cock from its hiding place, tormenting it with my fingers, moving up and down, playing with the hair at its base tickling his balls with petal soft fingers. His cock was thick, about the same size as Steve about 6” but curved. I played with it, working the foreskin back and forth.
He leaned forward, taking my breasts in his hands, cupping them, lifting them upward toward his tongue, and sucking a nipple in his eager mouth. "Suck me, suck my tits", I groaned, his tongue driving me wild with lust, his fingers and tongue playing with my nipples, his lips drawing over them. He licked first one then the other, pushing my tits together to get at them easier, my nipples standing out hard and erect.
I slid from the couch, quickly sinking to my knees between his legs, my silky fingers closing around him, my lips kissing the throbbing knob making it wet, then rubbing it against my cheek. I slowly licked and sucked my way around the crown of his cockhead working the foreskin back and forth licking, my tongue sliding along the tiny veins leaving a wet trail of saliva, moving down toward his balls. I cupped them with trembling fingers stroking and exploring, gently working my mouth from the base of his penis to the velvety tip, my red lips circling his cock, slowly licking and sucking taking as much of it as I could, squeezing it as my mouth slid up and down.
"Let's go somewhere more comfortable,? he whispered, taking my hand, leading me to the bedroom where he quickly undressed me, leaving me clad in only my nylons, heels and garter belt. He lifted me like a baby and gently placed me on the bed. Then undressing moved between my legs, his tongue and lips licking and sucking the soft white flesh at the top of my nylons. His eyes focused on my inviting pouty lips partially hidden by the dark, heart shaped, puff of hair, his tongue teasing, running up my thighs, stopping short of my aching clit. He burrowed his face in my sweet smelling vagina, licking and rubbing his tongue over my inflamed clit. I arched my pelvis up to meet his mouth, aching for the touch of his tongue, squealing as it made contact, sending waves of sensation surging through me.
Somewhere in the waves that were crashing through my body I heard the door open and knew that Steve had arrived. I smiled as I thought about him entering the house, finding it softly lit, the candles and wine glasses, my discarded blouse and bra, telling him of my adventures. I knew that the cock teasing scene would have him hard in seconds.
I pulled Martin to me and cried out "Fuck me! Oh God fuck meeeeee, I want you to fuck mee" my voice loud enough for Steve to hear. "Ohhhhhh Godddd" I moaned loudly as Martin lifted my legs, holding them apart, falling between them, his cock rubbing my hard clit, my body writhing as his fingers guided the tip over me. He lunged forward shoving his stiff rod deep inside me impaling me on his straining erection, his cock pushing past the heart shaped curls bordering my hot pussy.
I heard Steve on the stairs and knew that any moment, he would be watching Martin's cock slamming in and out of me. I spread my thighs wider, wiggling beneath him, my hands on both sides of his ass, thrusting upward to meet his savage thrusts, his balls slapping against my ass. "Fuck me...fuck me fuck me hard" I murmured, wanting Steve to hear it, "shove your cock deep in me."
Martin groaned as he bucked and pumped, plunging his cock in and out, withdrawing so only the tip was embedded, then plunging forward, sinking it in again, my legs spread wide, as we thrashed and panted, his fingers kneading my breasts, his cock stroking in and out, stretching, twisting, bucking, gasping for air.
Knowing that Steve was watching turned me on even more and I found that I could no longer take the slow ecstasy and began to slam back against Martin, begging "I have to cum, I can't hold it any longer, Oh God. fuck meeeee."
Martin slid his hands down to my buttocks pulling me hard against him, my inner muscles clutching his cock, my pelvis thrusting upward meeting his every thrust, his hard cock penetrating me to the very tip of my womb.
He moved faster with longer, deeper, ever increasing thrusts, my hips bucking wildly against him as I felt my rushing orgasm. I screamed out and jerked wildly in excruciating anguish, feeling his cock swell, knowing he was about to cum. He gasped and moaned, becoming rigid, his hot juices exploding from the tip, his body shaking, as torrents broke loose and we came together in an orgasm that seemed to last forever, flooding my vagina, our juices flowing down his cock, over his balls, forming a pool on the bed sheets. Finally he had drained himself and collapsed on top of me, his now flaccid cock slipping from the oozing wetness of my crotch.
I opened my eyes and saw Steve standing next to the bed. He had taken off his clothes and was playing with his stiff prick, moaning and ready to cum. "I want to come on your tit's,? " he moaned as he moved closer and sprayed his juices over my body. My fingers rubbed the sticky liquid over my breasts as my tongue tried to catch any drops that went astray.
We spent the rest of the weekend making love in every conceivable position three people could think up. We only stopped long enough to eat, get a little sleep and refresh ourselves in the shower.
This event took place a couple of years ago and from that point on whenever Steve and I have shared a fantasy we think about it. We have gotten together with Martin a few times since then and it only gets better and better. Not only do I have another cock to enjoy when only one is around. If you want a regular friend then I would highly recommend Martin.
Steve and I have been married for 7 years and have a pretty active sex life filled with lots of fantasies and some super great sex. We travel for a living so we make the most of our time together and indulge our sexual appetites.
I consider myself to be a very interesting, provocative and sensual woman, quite attractive for my age. My breasts are full, perhaps my best feature, firm, high, shaped like big pears, My body is firm with a trim round ass, my legs are long and shapely, and I have blond hair that cascades over my shoulders, All this and a 36D chest that usually turn heads wherever we go.
During our frequent love making sessions we share our sexual fantasies. Steve is almost obsessed with wanting to watch me with another man. He has told me over and over that he would love to watch my face as I build to orgasm while another man's cock is plunging into me. It really turns him on when we talk about it. We often use my favorite dildo and pretend I am fucking a big cock while I suck on Steve. Until recently it was just that, a fantasy, now thanks to an unusual set of events it became a reality.
A few weeks ago Steve was on the way home from a business trip and found himself pacing the floor at the Glasgow Airport because his flight was delayed. It was late Friday afternoon and he was scheduled to get home at about six. The delay would set that back to somewhere around nine.
Before he called to let me know, I had decided that this weekend I would fulfill his fantasy. Martin, a good friend of ours had called a little earlier and with devilish thoughts in my head, I had invited him to spend the weekend with us. The fact that Steve was going to be late getting home made my seduction plans even better as I knew it would drive him wild.
Martin is a little younger than Steve and I, about 50, recently widowed after he lost his late wife Sue to cancer, good looking with a slim figure compared to Steve, that turned me on the first time I met him. In our fantasies of other men, Steve and I had often pretended that it was Martin. When I told Steve about the invitation, he was excited and teased me about the great opportunity I would have while waiting for him to get home. Little did he know what I had planned!
Before Martin arrived, I bathed and perfumed my body, then picked out some of my sexiest clothes. My tight black mini skirt, black thigh high silk stockings, garter belt, black lace bra with matching G string panties, 5" pumps with ankle straps, topped off with a white see through blouse that showed off the fullness of my chest, my nipples clearly showing through the silky bra. The hem of my skirt rode high on my thighs, revealing the tops of my nylons with just a glimpse of the silky smooth part of my inner thighs above the tops of my hose. "A very sensual arrangement? I thought as I checked myself in the full-length mirror noting the definite contrast between the color of my dark stockings and the creamy white of my inner thighs.
The next step in my plan was to set the mood by turning on just the right lights and placing candles around the house. I poured two glasses of Merlot wine, turned on the stereo and carefully selected some sensual CD's for mood music, adjusting the sound to just the right level.
Martin arrived at seven. When I answered the door, his eyes opened wide, not knowing what to look at first, my breasts, nipples, legs, his eyes roaming up and down. I lifted the wine glass to my lips, our eyes meeting as I looked at him over the rim of the glass. My heavy breathing caused my tight blouse to move up and down over the fullness of my chest. He smiled as he looked around, noting the soft lights and candles. Handing him his glass of wine, I took his hand and led him to the couch. We toasted each other and sipped the wine, letting the mood of the lights and music take effect.
Looking into his eyes I smiled a wicked smile, uncrossed and crossed my legs, hiking the skirt higher up my thighs revealing the straps of my garter belt. His erection was becoming quite evident, forming a small tent in his pants. An involuntary and barely audible moan escaped his throat as he pulled me close, enfolding me in his arms, his lips planting a row of soft kisses down my neck. I dropped my head back, closing my eyes, exposing my neck to his tender touch. His lips found the secret spot behind my ear as he licked and sucked, setting off luscious waves that radiated through me.
"Mmmmmm" I murmured as I pulled his handsome face to mine, my lips parting, his tongue darting between them, his hands drifting down to brush my breast. We kissed fiercely, my tongue thrusting against his, circling each other, teasing, kissing me hard, lingering and passionately. I opened my eyes and looked at him in a sensual and provocative manner, my eyes hungry, my head swimming with desire.
I felt my blouse being pulled from my skirt, the fabric pushed out of the way, his hands tracing lines over my breasts, pressing lightly, my nipples straining at his touch. Luscious warm tremors shoot through me as he unhooks my bra, kneading my breasts, bringing them to a state of tingling awareness. His fingers tweaked my nipples, twirling them, moving in slow soothing caresses.
I felt his hard cock rub against my leg. Reaching down, my fingers searched his crotch finding his erection. He moaned as I softly caressed it, my hand stroking up and down, sliding the material over it. With some help, I unzipped his pants, reached in, curved my fingers around him, gently lifting his cock from its hiding place, tormenting it with my fingers, moving up and down, playing with the hair at its base tickling his balls with petal soft fingers. His cock was thick, about the same size as Steve about 6” but curved. I played with it, working the foreskin back and forth.
He leaned forward, taking my breasts in his hands, cupping them, lifting them upward toward his tongue, and sucking a nipple in his eager mouth. "Suck me, suck my tits", I groaned, his tongue driving me wild with lust, his fingers and tongue playing with my nipples, his lips drawing over them. He licked first one then the other, pushing my tits together to get at them easier, my nipples standing out hard and erect.
I slid from the couch, quickly sinking to my knees between his legs, my silky fingers closing around him, my lips kissing the throbbing knob making it wet, then rubbing it against my cheek. I slowly licked and sucked my way around the crown of his cockhead working the foreskin back and forth licking, my tongue sliding along the tiny veins leaving a wet trail of saliva, moving down toward his balls. I cupped them with trembling fingers stroking and exploring, gently working my mouth from the base of his penis to the velvety tip, my red lips circling his cock, slowly licking and sucking taking as much of it as I could, squeezing it as my mouth slid up and down.
"Let's go somewhere more comfortable,? he whispered, taking my hand, leading me to the bedroom where he quickly undressed me, leaving me clad in only my nylons, heels and garter belt. He lifted me like a baby and gently placed me on the bed. Then undressing moved between my legs, his tongue and lips licking and sucking the soft white flesh at the top of my nylons. His eyes focused on my inviting pouty lips partially hidden by the dark, heart shaped, puff of hair, his tongue teasing, running up my thighs, stopping short of my aching clit. He burrowed his face in my sweet smelling vagina, licking and rubbing his tongue over my inflamed clit. I arched my pelvis up to meet his mouth, aching for the touch of his tongue, squealing as it made contact, sending waves of sensation surging through me.
Somewhere in the waves that were crashing through my body I heard the door open and knew that Steve had arrived. I smiled as I thought about him entering the house, finding it softly lit, the candles and wine glasses, my discarded blouse and bra, telling him of my adventures. I knew that the cock teasing scene would have him hard in seconds.
I pulled Martin to me and cried out "Fuck me! Oh God fuck meeeeee, I want you to fuck mee" my voice loud enough for Steve to hear. "Ohhhhhh Godddd" I moaned loudly as Martin lifted my legs, holding them apart, falling between them, his cock rubbing my hard clit, my body writhing as his fingers guided the tip over me. He lunged forward shoving his stiff rod deep inside me impaling me on his straining erection, his cock pushing past the heart shaped curls bordering my hot pussy.
I heard Steve on the stairs and knew that any moment, he would be watching Martin's cock slamming in and out of me. I spread my thighs wider, wiggling beneath him, my hands on both sides of his ass, thrusting upward to meet his savage thrusts, his balls slapping against my ass. "Fuck me...fuck me fuck me hard" I murmured, wanting Steve to hear it, "shove your cock deep in me."
Martin groaned as he bucked and pumped, plunging his cock in and out, withdrawing so only the tip was embedded, then plunging forward, sinking it in again, my legs spread wide, as we thrashed and panted, his fingers kneading my breasts, his cock stroking in and out, stretching, twisting, bucking, gasping for air.
Knowing that Steve was watching turned me on even more and I found that I could no longer take the slow ecstasy and began to slam back against Martin, begging "I have to cum, I can't hold it any longer, Oh God. fuck meeeee."
Martin slid his hands down to my buttocks pulling me hard against him, my inner muscles clutching his cock, my pelvis thrusting upward meeting his every thrust, his hard cock penetrating me to the very tip of my womb.
He moved faster with longer, deeper, ever increasing thrusts, my hips bucking wildly against him as I felt my rushing orgasm. I screamed out and jerked wildly in excruciating anguish, feeling his cock swell, knowing he was about to cum. He gasped and moaned, becoming rigid, his hot juices exploding from the tip, his body shaking, as torrents broke loose and we came together in an orgasm that seemed to last forever, flooding my vagina, our juices flowing down his cock, over his balls, forming a pool on the bed sheets. Finally he had drained himself and collapsed on top of me, his now flaccid cock slipping from the oozing wetness of my crotch.
I opened my eyes and saw Steve standing next to the bed. He had taken off his clothes and was playing with his stiff prick, moaning and ready to cum. "I want to come on your tit's,? " he moaned as he moved closer and sprayed his juices over my body. My fingers rubbed the sticky liquid over my breasts as my tongue tried to catch any drops that went astray.
We spent the rest of the weekend making love in every conceivable position three people could think up. We only stopped long enough to eat, get a little sleep and refresh ourselves in the shower.
This event took place a couple of years ago and from that point on whenever Steve and I have shared a fantasy we think about it. We have gotten together with Martin a few times since then and it only gets better and better. Not only do I have another cock to enjoy when only one is around. If you want a regular friend then I would highly recommend Martin.
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Martin Jones
