For this randy couple, an anniversary of their very first threesome is the perfect time to hook up with a third in a brand-new way.

On a cold, gray afternoon in December, my husband was out on the patio grilling steaks for dinner. Tyler’s defiance of the weather didn’t surprise me; he has a rebellious streak that leads him to eschew all things conventional. That’s what opened the door to our first threesome — an event that was uppermost on my mind as I brought another steak out to Tyler.

“Better cook one more,” I said, handing the plate to him.

“Oh? Are we expecting someone?”

“Yep. A special guest. For a special day.” I couldn’t keep the tremor of excitement out of my voice.

“Uh-oh,” Tyler said, looking a bit anxious. “What am I forgetting?”

I grinned. “A five-year anniversary.”

“A five-year — ” It only took him a second. Then a smile spread slowly across his handsome face. “Of course! Our first threesome.”

“That’s right,” I said. “Five years ago today.”

“Have you been scheming some plan to celebrate this anniversary?” He already knew the answer to that, though. Putting the third steak on the grill, he put the question another way. “Who is this for?”

I made him wait a beat, then dropped it on him. “Audrey.”

Tyler’s eyebrows shot up. “You’re kidding!”

I laughed and said, “I’m quite serious.”

Audrey works in Tyler’s bicycle shop. She’s twenty-three, blonde and very pretty, with a lovely figure. I didn’t have to guess whether my husband would be interested in inviting Audrey into our bed.

“Let me get this straight,” Tyler said. “She told you she’s down with this? A threesome with us?”

“Yes.” I reached up and stroked his jaw affectionately. “Audrey and I have gotten to know each other better than you realize. And I’ve seen the way she looks at you. That girl thinks you’re hot. Remember last week, when I dropped by the store to invite her to lunch? I brought it up then. She went for it at once.”

Tyler whistled. He flipped the steaks over, then turned back to me with a big grin. “Well, you’ve demonstrated one more of the many things I love about you,” he said. “You’re not only beautiful and smart, you’re incredibly confident.”

“Or shamelessly bold.”

He took my chin in his hand and pressed his lips to mine. I could feel his excitement in the kiss. Then he stood back and shook his head, chuckling. “You and Audrey and me — tonight! I’m getting an erection just thinking about it.” There was a gleam of curiosity in his eye as he added, “You’ve never been interested in a threesome with a woman before.”

He was right about that — to a point. Tyler and I had enjoyed three-way sex several times in the preceding five years, but only with other men, because that’s where my comfort level had always been. Tyler enjoyed sharing me with guys; he got off on it as much as I did. Sometimes he’d watch for a while before joining in, which was especially thrilling for us both. Still, I knew he would love a threesome with another woman, if and when I ever felt like trying the concept. And now, I did.

“The anniversary of our first time got me thinking,” I explained. “I realized that the time was right. I’m ready. More than ready, actually. I’ve been all worked up since the moment Audrey said yes. I really like her, Tyler.” I giggled and added, “You know what she said when I told her we’d only played around with men before? She got this huge smile on her face and said, ’I’d be honored to be your first girl.’”

Tyler grabbed me in his arms; this time his kiss was long and deep.

We were interrupted by the doorbell. “There’s our guest,” I said, a little breathless. I slipped out of Tyler’s embrace and went inside to greet Audrey.

She was all bundled up against the cold, but she looked radiant. She had done her hair and makeup with special care, and her hazel eyes sparkled when she smiled at me. I ushered her inside, and she handed me a bottle of red wine. If she was nervous, it didn’t show. I opened the wine, poured three glasses, and handed one to Audrey. We made small talk as she helped me set the table. A few minutes later, Tyler came in with the steaks. He gave Audrey a kiss in welcome, and she returned it. Watching them, I felt a thrill pass through me. I longed to see my husband do even more with Audrey.

During dinner, Tyler and I got to know Audrey in a way we never had before. The conversation turned eventually to sex, with Audrey sharing details of the one threesome in her past. She had been with two guys, with fantastic results. Now she was eager to see whether our variation on the theme could top her previous experience. “I think it will,” she said, casting me a sidelong glance that made my face feel hot — which, in turn, made me laugh. I was thirty-six years old and blushing like a schoolgirl!

By that point, we were all itching to race to the bedroom — I could see the excitement in Tyler and Audrey’s faces, and I’m sure my desire was obvious to them. But first we finished the wine, ate dessert and cleaned up the kitchen. The delay honed our sexual tension to a razor-sharp edge.

At last, it was time to play. Tyler and I led our guest to the bedroom, where, without any preamble or hesitation, she stripped bare. Audrey’s small, neat body was fit from avid cycling. The last spell of sunshine had given her arms and legs a light tan, but she was creamy-porcelain everywhere else. Her breasts, while not large, looked perfect on her slender frame. They were nicely shaped and perky, topped with small, pale pink nipples. Her pubic mound was waxed smooth. Audrey traversed the room and sprawled across our bed, showing Tyler and me her tight, cute butt.

I pulled my dress over my head and, just like that, I was nude. The way Tyler and Audrey looked at me intensified my arousal and made my pussy wet. I knew that my assets, while different in some ways from Audrey’s, were no less enticing. I’m a willowy redhead with full breasts and a dainty triangle of auburn pubic hair that Tyler adores. I saw Audrey’s gaze linger on my bush for a moment, a gleam of fascination in her eyes.

Meanwhile, Tyler was getting naked, too. When all his clothes were piled on the floor, he joined Audrey on the bed. She knelt before him and began playing with his hard-on. I hung back in the doorway at first, transfixed by the sight of another woman preparing to go down on my husband. He sat back as she held his erection to her lips. She took a moment to tuck her hair behind her ear, which let me see everything clearly when she opened her mouth and lowered it over Tyler’s crown. He sighed with pleasure and rested a hand on the top of Audrey’s blonde head. She bobbed forward, all the way to his root, and sucked ardently for a moment while her fingers played with his balls. Then she eased back, only to engulf his rod in her mouth once more, taking him just as deep the second time. Soon she was bobbing up and down, her slurps and moans adding a randy soundtrack to the proceedings. Tyler added a string of deepening sighs to the mix. I had to hand it to Audrey; the girl knew how to give head.

Tyler’s eyes locked with mine, and it was like an electric connection. We held each other’s gaze for a long, supercharged moment, during which I had to reach down and touch my dripping sex. Audrey kept sucking and blowing Tyler’s cock like she lived for nothing else. Eventually, Tyler’s eyes half-closed; he let his head fall back while he lifted his hips off the bed to thrust into Audrey’s hungry mouth. Less than a minute later, he cried out and fired his cream into her throat. She made happy noises as she swallowed his load to the last drop.

When his breathing calmed, Tyler lay back on the bed. Audrey, wasting no time, straddled his face. She faced his feet, and her pretty eyes met mine as she eased her bald pussy down onto my husband’s mouth. I was more than ready to join the action now, especially with Audrey’s bold move adding fuel to my fire. Hurrying to the bed, I knelt over Tyler’s cock. It was still slick from Audrey’s mouth as it rapidly returned to full size. I held his dick fast to my quivering cunt and sank down in time to feel the last throbs of expansion inside me. Once fully impaled, I was ready to rock. While Audrey rode Tyler’s tongue and ground her clit against his lips, I rode his pole with equal gusto. I don’t know which of us women was louder; we were both moaning with intense pleasure. I’m sure it was just as good for Tyler, who palmed Audrey’s asscheeks and lapped away at her juicy clit while he bounced his rod in and out of my pussy.

Audrey came soon thereafter, rocking and rolling her nether region against Tyler’s mouth while the climax wracked her frame. I threw my arms around her quaking shoulders and embraced her, enjoying the touch of her breasts against mine. As she regained a measure of control and rolled off Tyler, I experienced an orgasm of my own. It made me wail incoherently and writhe atop Tyler’s cock for a full minute.

Coming back down to earth at last, I dropped onto the bed beside Audrey. She looked so sexy lying there on her back with her hair fanned out in disarray. Tyler thought so, too. The desire was fierce in his eyes as he knelt before her. Breathless with anticipation, Audrey raised her legs over his shoulders. “That’s right,” she said, her voice raspy with lust. “It’s time to fuck me, Tyler. I want you to fuck me hard.”

He pulled her hips close, so that her sex was nestled against his cock. Quickly, he slotted his tool between the lips of her pussy and took hold of her legs for leverage. Then he began to fuck her with relish, pushing his prick in and out of her cunt’s grasp so ardently that the headboard banged against the wall.

Ooh, yeah,“ Audrey said, her eyes closing as she focused on the sublime sensations suffusing her pleasure zone. ”That’s nice.“ Her eyes opened, and she looked at me. “Come here, Camilla. Let me use my tongue on you.”

Her request shocked me out of my passivity. I’d never had a woman go down on me, but that was about to change. The realization triggered a sudden gush of wetness between my legs. Shaking with excitement, I straddled Audrey’s face in the reverse position, exactly like she’d ridden Tyler’s tongue only a few minutes earlier. This way I could see Tyler and watch him fuck Audrey while she licked my pussy. He was deep inside her, varying the angle of his attack to maximize their mutual pleasure. The sight of his pistoning cock, all shiny and glistening from the syrupy depths of Audrey’s sex, was incredibly hot. Tyler, in turn, was keeping an eye on the action down below, where Audrey was sampling me. I was tentative at first, but that didn’t last long; she was making me feel too good to hold back. Soon, I was rubbing my plump pussy lips aggressively against her mouth. She responded in kind, lapping gleefully at my pleasure button. Even her breath, falling warm and quick on my most private area, was exquisite. She was stroking my ass and thighs and licking my slit so voraciously that I came in short order, bathing her face with my natural lube.

Audrey lasted only a little longer. As Tyler’s heavy cock sent her over the edge, she sobbed joyfully against my thigh. A minute or two later, Tyler pulled out of Audrey and shot his load all over her belly. I climbed down off of Audrey’s face, knelt beside her undulating body and rubbed my husband’s semen into her smooth, fair skin. Audrey grabbed my hand and licked my sticky fingers clean.

I loved the feel of Audrey’s breasts against my palms, so soft yet firm and as smooth as silk.

After we’d all caught our breath, we piled into the shower together, enjoying our new intimacy. Audrey agreed to stay the night, and she snuggled up with us in our king-size bed.

It was still dark when, several hours later, I awoke to find Tyler missing. Carefully sliding out of bed to avoid waking Audrey, I went into the family room and found my husband standing at the window, gazing out at the white expanse of snow under the full moon. He hadn’t turned on any lights, so I didn’t, either.

“Something wrong?” I asked.

“Not at all,” he said. He slipped a hand around my waist and pulled me close. “I’ve been thinking about last night, and it’s got me pretty horny.” He was nude, like me, so when he turned toward me, his erection drew my attention at once. “I didn’t want to wake you,” he added softly.

“Are you kidding?” I gave his hard-on a squeeze. It pulsated in my grasp.

“Don’t hold out on us, Tyler,” came Audrey’s voice. We turned and there she was, grinning coyly in her birthday suit and looking sexy in the wan moonlight.

“Well, since we’re all out here now, how about a fire?” He went to the hearth and got a romantic fire started in no time. Audrey came to my side, and we watched the mesmerizing flames together. Tyler said, “I made some coffee. Either of you want some?”

“Sure,” I said.

“Me, too,” Audrey put in.

Tyler wasn’t gone more than a few minutes, but when he returned, he found Audrey and me sitting on the couch, involved in some heavy petting. It seemed his desire for more sex was contagious. I loved the feel of Audrey’s breasts against my palms, so soft yet firm and as smooth as silk. Her diminutive nipples turned stiff and pebbly under my touch. I dipped my head and closed my mouth over one, then the other of those sensitive nubs, making Audrey sigh with satisfaction. She stroked my larger boobs and aroused my nipples with her light, teasing pinches. As our desire ramped up, so did Audrey’s assertiveness. “I want you,” she whispered, breathing heavily. “I want you bad. And your husband, too.”

Tyler had come up behind her, his cock standing at attention while he watched the red-hot display of Sapphic sexuality on the couch. Audrey sensed him there; she knew he’d jump in when he was ready. In the meantime, she pushed me back against the seat cushions, knelt over me and began sucking fervently on my breasts. At the same time, she slid her hand between my thighs and ran her fingertips between my pussy lips. “Ooh, you’re so wet already,” she said. “I can slip my fingers deep into your sweet, juicy hole … ” I felt her digits in there, two of them, probing me. Her thumb went to my clit and rubbed back and forth, making me gasp.

The room was still dark, but a vague pre-dawn glow — combined with the moonlight — was more than enough for me to see Tyler step in close behind Audrey. He grabbed hold of her supple haunches, planted his cock’s head in the groove of her cunt, and pushed inside. She groaned and looked up with wide-eyed excitement. “Ah, yeah,” she said, her voice throaty with desire. “Fill me up with your fat cock, Tyler.” She looked back at him over her shoulder for a moment. “Now pump me nice and hard. Fuck me good!” My husband adjusted his grip on her hips and thrust deeply into her sex. She turned back to me with the most erotic, smutty expression I’d ever seen. Overcome with emotion, I kissed Audrey hard, reveling in the soft sensuality of her lips. She moaned, opened her mouth, and met my tongue with hers.

Tyler started to pound Audrey good from behind. His thrusts sent her resoundingly into my arms and mashed her breasts against mine. I reached around her shoulders and palmed her ass, administering a few smart slaps on each fleshy cheek for good measure. Audrey tossed her head and rocked back against Tyler’s hammering cock until, quite suddenly, she came unglued. The orgasm robbed her of her voice, but she convulsed with pleasurable spasms while I whispered in her ear and stroked her flanks.

Audrey’s reaction to getting plowed from behind was so powerful; I decided that I, too, wanted some doggy-style fucking from Tyler. I slipped out from Audrey’s embrace and positioned myself on my hands and knees on the floor. Tyler immediately got behind me and slipped the hefty crown of his cock between my puffy labia. “That’s right, honey,” I cooed. “My turn.” I felt the gravity of his need in the way he clamped his hands to my hips and slammed his prick into my slippery sex. The vibrations from that single thrust were enough to make me pant.

Audrey came down off the couch and slid underneath me, sixty-nine style. Her face was under my pubic zone, and I knew she had a crazy view of Tyler’s manhood as he sawed in and out of my dripping hole. Her pussy was right there below my face, giving me an opportunity to return the favor she’d bestowed upon me last night. I’d never gone down on a woman before, but at that moment, nothing in the world could have stopped me. As Tyler continued to pitch back and forth against my backside, working my cunt with his tool, I lowered my face to Audrey’s pussy and flicked out my tongue. She jerked at the touch and lifted her hips toward me, desperate for more. Curling my arms around her lithe thighs, I bent to my task in earnest, peeling her open and working my tongue into her folds. Her taste and scent were exhilarating. I came up for air when I had to, then buried my face between Audrey’s legs again to lick and suck her with abandon. When I focused on her clit, she cried, “That’s it! That’s it!” over and over until she quivered through another climax.

All this time I could feel Audrey’s fingers down at my other end, playing with my clit as Tyler jackhammered his cock into my cunt. She petted me back there and stroked Tyler’s rod, too — I could tell because I felt her hand every time he bottomed out against my pussy lips. It all added up to a mix of incredible sensations, too intense for me to withstand for long. Audrey sensed my impending climax. “Come now, Camilla,” she cried. “Come all over your husband’s cock! Make him cream inside you!”

I came right on cue — long and loud. Tyler’s penis felt so good inside me, so heavy and thick, that I wished I could keep him there forever. A few seconds later, Tyler bellowed like an animal and I felt the mighty explosion of the warm semen spurting inside me. Audrey stayed right where she was, so that when Tyler finally withdrew, she received on her tongue a few drops of his come mixed with my honey.

By the time we bid good-bye to the lovely Audrey, the morning sun’s pale-gold rays were streaming through the window. We would see her again soon, of course, but not just at the bike shop. When you have that much fun, you don’t save it for anniversaries.

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