Menage A Trios

by Jennifer O'Donnell

  Clavicles pointing to the drops of their small shoulders, holding graceful necks that invite you to explore them with your tongue to provoke them to exciting, but almost imperceptible, moans. What to tell about their lips? Red, fleshy, moving in a dance that encourages desires. Their looks, so sharp and steady, horny, transmitting all their ferocity in a brief second.

  I love women, they make me shudder.

  It hadn’t been a week since I immersed myself in those thoughts when I saw her... A 22-year-old brunette, she seemed to be a professional cheerleader... she was in a uniform that was provoking me to a slow death, enhancing her strong figure, so spectacular. I especially loved her big blue eyes, there were no vacant stares. Our connection was immediate, she was a confident woman and, from all she showed me after, she was also experienced.

  I saw her for a few long seconds, and I was paralyzed. She looked like a person who liked to make the first move, it was something that excited her, it made her marvel. She began to see me more and more openly, smiled at me and came closer until she said to me with a silky, deep, slow voice, "Hey there, how are you?" She took my hand and wrote her phone number. Throughout this move I didn’t say a word, I only looked at her, saw what she was doing, it was divine. Then she just left me there to look at her as she was leaving.

  I couldn’t finish what I was doing, I couldn’t think, so I decided to go home… As soon as I reached my house I called her to meet with her for coffee nearby. I told her I could pick her up if she gave me her address. She did it, and in a second I took my keys and was headed to her house.

  When I arrived I texted her, and after five minutes she walked out the front door. As I saw her, she had on a floral mini dress, showing her beautiful legs, she also had a cleavage that showed her round breasts and half of her back. Her hair down… she exuded a strong jasmine smell. It could not be more perfect.

  I received her more energetically than when we'd met in the morning. I smiled provocatively while examined her, that girl got me turned on. I began by asking her name, what she did for living and all that formal nonsense that people must pass to get into a heated conversation without walls to prevent it.

  For some reason I had the feeling that she wasn't interested in all that nonsense either, she also seemed to want to get to the point without much disguise. Some people believe that two women can understand best between them, I think that is totally false... I think it's more likely that two women will never understand each other in their entire lives. We are complicated, it is not that easy to decode us.

  I didn’t dare to be so rough or direct about the things I wanted to discuss, I kept comparing her with myself. I was trying not to do the things that I didn't like other people doing to me when they wanted to fuck me. I was really excited, and therefore, nervous.

  Suddenly there came the awkward moment. My heart began to accelerate, I started to sweat while I articulated the words that had been in my head for a few years...

  “Hey Eva... When you wrote your number on my hand, you did realize that I'm married, right?” I asked her.

  “Yes. Of course Maria... can I call you Mary? It´s a bit difficult for me to pronounce your name,” she responded to me.

  “Sure,” I said.

  “Today wasn’t the first time I saw you. A few weeks ago you took my breath away when I saw you at the bar in a red dress that fit you in a spectacular way. You were looking so beautiful and being so sensual, provoking me an intense desire… All night you were sitting there alone while I was arming myself with the courage to approach you. Just when I got up from my table, a man come close to you... and then you two stayed together. You left with him, and I missed my chance. So when I saw you today in the supermarket I couldn’t believe it, I decided to talk to you without thinking it twice and give you my number, 'cause I didn’t know what else to do… but I assure you, Mary, I know about many other things that I can show you... If you let me...”

  I stayed stunned. I was overjoyed. She'd saved me the job of some awkward introduction. Now I knew for sure she liked me and was willing to do anything. Now it was only a matter of proposing to her what I really wanted and seeing if she accepted... which was very likely.

  “Oh… I see. Well, yeah… I want you to teach me everything you've got and more... believe me, you will be a person before me… and completely another afterwards. It is true that I have never been with another woman, perhaps because lack of courage, but now that you propose, I would love to try. Having said that… The real question is: Would you like to be in a threesome with my husband?”

  Wow… Eva's face was hilarious, I didn’t want to take meaning to the matter but I couldn’t help it, I laughed, and I think with that involuntary movement I managed to convince her, maybe she didn’t want to feel ridiculous or a coward in front of me, so she agreed to do so...

  “Of course Mary, in fact... I've always imagined being in a threesome. That day I'll do what I've been waiting to do for years, I’ll free myself of everything that I've been saving for that yearned-for moment.”

  Eva slowly approached to me and whispering in my ear. She told me, "You’ll never forget me," and she gently kissed my cheek. Electrifying rivers crossed my body. She was still close, she nailed me with a seductive look and left, yelling, "Call me!"

  I stayed there, excited and trembling with emotion. I couldn’t believe I was acting like a 17-year-old girl, I felt on top of the sky. I couldn’t wait to tell my husband and see his reaction, this would be a unique experience above all others. Especially for me. My whole life I'd been wondering about my sexual orientation, though I'd always been with men… I wasn’t entirely sure of my heterosexuality.

  Combining the best of both worlds, for me, was heaven.

  I drove back home, preparing everything in my head, the perfect way to break the news, to celebrate... and then began to think about how to prepare the meeting with Eva. Everything must be perfect for that day, exactly as I imagined or even better. My head was spinning, my pulse went crazy as I approached my house.

  When I finally got home, I ran to Mark while I took off my clothes. Without saying a word I jumped on him. He was lying in bed watching television, we kissed passionately, as I unbuttoned my bra, he took off his boxers, my pussy was ready for him.

  I sat on his erect cock, backward to him, I leaned toward his legs, rubbing my breasts against his knees as my pelvis went up and down, letting him be the viewer of our sublime act. My juices dripping down his dick while I moved... Mark was ecstatic, he kept telling me, "Wait baby. Oh my god… I'll come... you are so delicious, I can’t control myself!” When he said that I was even more excited, I didn’t want to stop, instead I decided to move even more sensually, even faster, wanting him to come, wanted to feel him exploding inside me. I wanted to reward him for being the best husband anyone could have… I saw how his feet tensed, his fingers twitching, felt his thighs tense as ever… yes... he was coming hard, he groaned deep in his throat and an exhalation described an incomparable pleasure.

  I turned like a feline, I crawled over him and kissed him... I said, "Honey, guess what?"

  He smiled, waiting for good news... yes, it was excellent news...

  I went up to his ear and whispered slowly and with a deep voice "You'll be in a threesome," then I sucked on his earlobe… that gave him a jolt in his whole body. Still naked, he hugged me, excited. He couldn’t believe it and kept repeating, "I can’t believe I have such incredible wife, you never cease to amaze me, honey."

  It was cute that he believed I had done all of this just for him. I enjoyed his happiness and the fact that he thought of me as the most wonderful wife in the world, when the truth was that I had done it for me. Anyway, it was definitely a reason to celebrate, so I looked for champagne and shared a unique moment, more and more relaxing.

  My husband began to massage my back. The way he wandered my body with his hands was so good that I lost my head.

  I felt the touch of his fingers against my back, then a satisfac
tory pressure provoking me to spasms of not a sexual pleasure but a higher one, the one that gives you the most supreme happiness… what a perfect way to release tensions… especially after a wild sex session.

  I kept thinking about my next encounter, that experience I'd unconsciously waited for all my life. Rivers of dopamine traveled through my body every time I thought about it. Surely my husband was like me, wishing for that moment with an indescribable anxiety.

  All our fantasies would soon come true. All those moments we'd looked at threesome scenes through a screen had paid off, because no longer would it be others who would live that, but us. Who would have guessed it? Who would imagine that?

  The best thing about all of this was that our future companion was really beautiful – she was not just another woman. Eva was the prototype of woman that I always fantasized about. Surely her breasts were a delight, her back, thin and delicate... her tanned, smooth skin and her jasmine smell hypnotized me in a second.

  At night, to help me fall asleep, I thought about the meeting. I had to organize everything:

  I had to call Eva first, and seductively invite her with an exact date to a special, beautiful and elegant place. To give a special touch to the moment, it obviously couldn’t be at my home, that wouldn’t have anything romantic, sexy or unique.

  For that, I would have to book one room at a luxury hotel, and invite them to dinner. So we all have to get dressed properly, formal and divine. I would buy clothes for each person to complete the picture that was in my mind.

  Maybe it was better to send an invitation to her house and not call her. To awake her curiosity and excitement... To invite her to live with us the relevance of this special moment.

  It occurred to me that night to also buy sex toys to enliven the evening even further... We had to make love from the moment we entered that room until dawn. I shouldn’t give them excuses for falling asleep or something... I had to feed the creativity and excitement of each moment, and for that, I’d provide them with the perfect tools.

  It was obvious that wine, chocolate and whatever was an aphrodisiac food would be there that night.

  Maybe I could surprise them with a striptease. It was also something I'd wanted to do for a long time, and I had never expressed it because of the passions of the moment. This time, that would be the opening act, a very special way to light the night on. Speaking of lighting on, of course, candles.

  Sometimes my insomnia was such that I spent the night planning without sleeping. This needed to be done soon before I lost my reason.

  The next morning I made the invitation and went straight to give it to her. When I reached her home, Eva invited me in, told me that she was alone and looked at me provocatively.

  My eyes traveled over her, she was wearing a small black dress, tight to her body, with mesh stockings. Her heels defined her slender legs, she had her hair down and wore a very revealing neckline.

  I went in automatically, my legs moved without thinking it, she took my hand and led me to her room... I still had her invitation in my hand. When we got to the room, I noticed that it was spacious but the bed was single and small... She went and sat down there, crossing her legs, leaving me to see that she was not wearing panties. I gulped and could only say, "Here is your invitation."

  “Leave it somewhere Mary. Come, come with me… Don’t be fooled by first impressions, this bed is very comfortable and I'm sure it'll hold us both,” she said.

  Mother of god, this was a death trap.

  Eva attracted me like a magnet to steel, I was helpless to resist. I sat beside her and saw her, my gaze was lost in her lips, fixed there. I wanted to bite, suck, lick her up to her soul, and Eva suddenly, without thinking twice, got on top of me. At some point I was lying on the bed and she was sat on my groin. She put her hair aside and leaned toward me, taking my hands against the bed.

  She approached calmly to my lips, letting me enjoy her in slow motion. I was so excited that I wanted to fuck her in three seconds.

  She began kissing me softly, her breath was sweet and her mouth was soft. She was sticking her tongue inside my mouth, pushing mine as I moved my face to seal our open mouths. We started to moan as the kiss continued, her dress got up to her buttocks because of the position that she was in. God, I wanted to caress her beautiful ass, but there I was, caught by her hands, my desperation growing with my excitement. Eva freed me to unbutton my shirt. My hands went straight to her beautiful buttocks, mounting her dress up her back, oh... Jesus... without panties.

  Resisting was an impossible mission. My fingers brushed the lips of her pussy while she mechanically moved over me. We were trembling with excitement, and I began to masturbate her. Her vagina was as wet as mine and her clit deliciously smooth, she was all shaved... The only thing that I wanted at the moment was to kiss it. With my other hand I moved my middle finger along her ass from the bottom up... It was pounding wildly. My thoughts were increasingly clouded.

  I started kissing her neck desperately. She dropped her dress and her breasts were freed from the prison of her bra, which was made of transparent mesh and made her look like a sex goddess.

  Just when I was about to be submerged me in a sea of insurmountable lust, my phone rang. Mark. Saved by the bell.

  She struggled a bit to still keep the moment without alterations in my already lost concentration, but it was too late, I was back into myself and into the decision that my encounter with Eva would be at the moment of the threesome... It had to be that way. I didn’t wanted to ruin it for anything in the world. Eva looked confused, she didn’t understand why I had decided to leave. She was a little disappointed but I took her by her arms and kissed her again, saying that I couldn’t miss an important appointment and that I would reward her the next time we saw each other.

  That child was completely melted for me…

  My mind was still cloudy when I left there, I needed a cold shower, god, I was so hot. I felt an emptiness in my chest, my hands were freezing, I couldn’t think straight... I couldn’t get the car keys, between the hurry and my nerves, I was seeing without seeing, the only logical thing for me at that time was to put my hand in my purse and look blindly until I found the keys, they had to be there, I couldn’t had left them in Eva’s house, or in her room, that would be doom for me, for my husband, for our dreamed meeting.

  Finally, I heard them, I was desperate, I couldn’t stay there any longer, and I knew that Eva was looking at me through some window. Thank God, I found the keys, I entered the car without knowing what I was doing. I just knew that I had to get out of there, and fast.

  I took a deep breath and started the car to leave.

  I began to relax on the way home, without stopping my thoughts about what just happened. Remembering Eva’s lips near mine, she on top of me, the desire to make her mine. Now everything was more complicated – if we got so horny around each other, it was very probable that we could leave my husband out of action. Surely, and without any consciousness, we’d push him to be a spectator. I had to be prepared for any scenario.

  I was just getting home, and I decided not to say anything to Mark. He asked me how everything went and I limited myself just to telling him, “fine”. I ran to the bathroom to shower and erase any trace of Eva’s scent on my body.

  The adrenaline of feeling a little guilty, the fear of been discovered... I was starting to feel like I was cheating on Mark.

  I had proposed the appointment within two days, so that everything would be resolved quickly, I was looking forward to stopping thinking about all and instead of imagining it, living it. Seven hours of sex – I booked the room from 7pm to 2am. I was quite sure that in that moment, everything would worth it.

  In the next two days I prepared everything, bought everything that I had to buy and went to a spa to enlist my body, to shave from head to toe, relax and nourish my skin to be completely smooth.

  The day had come. Mark and I hardly spoke, the silence prevailed between us as we celebrated the reason for
that night. We communicated with furtive glances, with mischievous smiles and emotions on the surface of the skin.

  We dressed each other elegantly and went pick Eva up. She was beautiful, radiant and just as happy as us. She greeted us each with a kiss on our lips. That girl always knew what to do. It was a tremendously nice surprise to start our triple date that way, without tensions.

  We arrived at the hotel, a white and very tall building, with a flask-shaped entrance where you delivered your car keys for someone to park it for you. They guided us to the restaurant. The ceiling was very high, full of shapes and paintings, the lighting was dim and the music was relaxing.

  We sat at a large round table, of gleaming hardwood. We drank wine, ate, laughed and, already in tune with the environment, we felt we were ready for what we had come for. Hot and horny, we couldn’t wait another second.

  We headed to the elevator and, while we waited, Eva grabbed my husband’s cock while she was looking at me and biting her lips. Luckily the elevator doors opened and it was empty. We entered, our bodies colliding, we walked tight between us and the elevator doors closed. Mark took us both by the neck, caressing our heads with each of his hands, he drew us to him to a triple kiss, it was a wonderful sensation, tongues came and went without knowing which one belonged to whom. Our lips were wet and sounded as we got hot.

  I took Eva's breasts and she placed each of her hands on Mark's crotch and mine. We started to moan. Everything happened so fast. My heart was pounding out of my chest.

  We got to our floor, and ran to the room. The hall was long, and our room was the last one. We laughed out loud. I reached the door and buzzed against it to my back, waiting with open arms for Eva who was coming behind me. She pushed me against the door while she kissed me and bit my neck. Mark was watching us delighted as he opened the door. We entered without detaching from each other, dancing and turning until we fell on to the bed.