“Let’s Go” — A Valentine’s Day Threesome to Remember

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Her friend came over to stay with them for an impromptu trip, and it turned into her threesome fantasy come true.

One of our SDC members submitted the following story to our “My First Threesome” Erotic Writing Contest.

It was early February and we had just settled into a new city and a new house. We had moved away from home a few years ago, and this stay-at-home mom with two young children and very little time for friends or fun really needed a break. I was talking on the phone with my friend back home, Lynn, about how hard it was to find friends or even time for myself with two toddlers running around. She had a young child of her own and no husband around to help, so I was not surprised that she could relate, but I was a little surprised when she suggested that she come for a visit. Although I was fairly certain my husband wouldn’t mind, I was so excited that I didn’t even bother to ask. She had booked a plane ticket before we got off the phone and I couldn’t wait to spend some time with my closest friend. I didn’t even realize that she would be in town for Valentine’s Day, which happened to be on a Saturday that year, until after we had hung up. Knowing my husband I was sure he had something planned for Valentine’s Day, but most likely flowers, dinner, a nice gift, and some sexy lingerie… I was still pretty sure he wouldn’t mind Lynn being around. After all, we could always have her stay with the kids that night while we went out to dinner, and I would still wear the sexy lingerie when it was time to head to the bedroom later that night.

Valentine’s Day Date — Plus One

When my husband arrived home that evening, I poured us some wine and waited a while before I broke the news. I told him that Lynn was bringing her daughter and could stay at our house with the kids while we went out for Valentine’s Day. He told me that he had already arranged for a babysitter and she was welcome to join us if she wanted to. I tried to hide my excitement because I didn’t want him to think I wasn’t looking forward to a romantic Valentine’s Day date, but I hadn’t seen Lynn in so long and I was very happy that she would get to join us for a rare night out. When I told Lynn what he had said, she was beyond excited at the thought of a night out. She said she hadn’t been out since she had the baby, and she was really looking forward to it. 

Fast forward several days later, and Lynn and I were standing in my closet trying to figure out what to wear for our night out. The first few days of her visit had gone as expected. We talked nonstop while my husband was at work all day and spent the evenings playing with the kids, sipping on wine, and hanging out on our back patio. My husband was out running errands that afternoon and the kids were all young and entertained, so Lynn and I were both undressing and dressing together trying on different outfits. I couldn’t help but notice that her body looked incredible for having a baby less than a year ago. In fact, you couldn’t even tell! About the same time I was noticing her beautiful body, Lynn noticed the substantial collection of lingerie hanging at the far end of my closet. “Wow, you are so lucky,” she said. I briefly thought about telling her to try some of that on, too, but I wasn’t sure how she would take it. I had always known that I was attracted to other girls, and I had even fooled around with a friend once years ago, but Lynn and I had never crossed that line or even gotten close. I didn’t want to make things weird, so I just bit my lip and agreed that I was very lucky to have a husband that loved to buy me sexy lingerie. It never came up again while we were trying on outfits. I just continued to enjoy the show while trying to not make it obvious that I was watching her. We figured it out eventually and began to get ready for the night. 

Reservations can be hard to get on Valentine’s Day, so my husband had called the restaurant he had originally booked for our date night and asked if we could just add another seat. Lucky for us, they were happy to accommodate, and we had dinner at an amazing romantic steakhouse right on the river downtown. The food and drinks were incredible, and when dinner was finished, none of us wanted the night to end. I suggested we walk to a bar down the road for another drink before we went back to the house. One drink turned into two and could have been more, but when my husband asked us if we wanted to head home, Lynn said something that changed the trajectory of the night, the weekend, and our friendship. Before I could say “just one more drink,” Lynn said, “have you guys ever been to a strip club?” I answered before I even realized I was talking. “No, let’s go,” I said, and just like that, we were on our way to a strip club.

“Let’s Go” … to the Strip Club!?

I was a little nervous and very excited, and I knew that it was going to be an interesting night, but I truly had no idea what was about to happen. My husband paid the cover and we were escorted to a small table right next to the stage where a walkway lead to a pole. We had a few more rounds of drinks and Lynn and I were having a blast tipping dancers and, although I was completely oblivious to it at first, we were flirting with each other. We decided that since my husband was being such a good sport and letting us have most of the fun, we were going to get him a lap dance. I found a gorgeous little blonde that I knew he would like and asked her to show my husband a good time. I honestly wasn’t sure how I would feel watching another girl grind on my husband, but to my surprise, I didn’t mind it at all. I was actually really turned on by it! 

When the song ended the girl unmounted my husband, gave me a huge smile, and said, “I’ll be right back.” I had seen my husband whisper something to her at the end of the dance, but I didn’t know what he had said. It didn’t take long to figure it out. She returned very quickly with another beautiful girl and they sat down with us. She sat with Lynn and the other sat with me in our velvet chairs. It was mostly just small talk until the next song was about to end and the first girl told us that my husband had gotten us both a dance. I wasn’t expecting it, but I certainly wasn’t sad.

The girl who had sat with me and was about to give me my first lap dance was a hot, fit brunette with an amazing ass. Apparently, my husband hadn’t forgotten I had told him that I thought brunettes were hotter in a drunken conversation one night. Good work, honey! She spent the next three minutes rubbing her body all over mine and teasing my ears and neck with her hair and lips. I was wearing a dress and she ended the dance with a strategically placed knee that pushed my dress up and rubbed against my clit. I could feel the wetness between my legs building quickly. The moments that I was able to briefly open my eyes during the dance, I could see Lynn enjoying her dance too and, judging by the look on her face, I was pretty certain she was feeling the same way I was. The girls left after a little more small talk and Lynn and I excused ourselves to go to the restroom and freshen up. The walk to the restroom was pretty quiet. All she said on the way there was, “that was so fucking hot,” and all I could manage for a reply was, “definitely.”

Ladies’ First Kiss

I walked into the bathroom first and turned around to talk to Lynn as I walked in. I never got a word out. She came in fast, pushed me up against the wall, and started kissing me passionately. Our hands explored each other’s bodies as our lips and tongues danced feverishly. That could have been a long bathroom break if another woman hadn’t unknowingly interrupted us by opening the door. We quickly separated, laughed, went to separate stalls, washed our hands, and made our way out of the bathroom. I didn’t know what to say. I was so turned on and a big part of me wished we hadn’t been interrupted, but there was a small part of me that felt guilty… like I had cheated on my husband on Valentine’s Day! 

We didn’t say a word on the way back to the table. My husband watched us as we walked up and I was wondering if he was smiling because he was with two women at a strip club or because he somehow knew what had happened. I couldn’t take it. I told him to tip the dancer on stage and while he did, I told Lynn we had to tell him what happened. I switched chairs so that when he sat down he would be in the middle. When he did, I leaned over and told him that I had to tell him something. I just couldn’t get the words out, so instead, I motioned for Lynn to lean in and kissed her right there in front of him. There was a look of shock and confusion on his face, but there was still a smile. Without thinking, I told Lynn to kiss him, too, and she did. I can only imagine what everyone else in the club was thinking. 

This continued for a few minutes before something came over me and I decided I was going to let go and tell them both what I wanted. I whispered in Lynn’s ear loud enough for my hubby to hear, “I want you to fuck my husband.” She didn’t look shocked or confused like my husband had just a few seconds earlier. She looked excited and she kissed me again, this time moving closer and running her hands up and down my body. When our kiss ended, she just smiled at me and said, “let’s go.” We were attracting a lot of attention and it was definitely time to go.

“Let’s Go” … Fuck Her Husband

When we got to my husband’s SUV, Lynn and I both got in the back seat without any discussion. We were all over each other before we were out of the parking lot. I couldn’t help but glance at the rearview mirror occasionally to make sure my husband was watching. He was doing a good job of keeping us between the lines, but I was happy to see that he was also enjoying the show as much as possible. Our hands were exploring each other’s bodies even more in the dimly lit privacy of the now-steamy backseat, and I had just started to rub her soft, warm, and noticeably wet panties when I felt her fingers slide mine to the side and slowly but firmly enter me, and I moaned loudly. This did not go unnoticed by my husband. I heard an “oh shit” come from the front seat. Not in an “oh no” kind of way, but in an “I can barely contain myself” kind of way. I decided I couldn’t leave him out of the fun, so I whispered in Lynn’s ear and asked her to suck his dick. She nodded and smiled, and I reached into the front seat to feel my husband’s throbbing rock-hard cock before I moved out of the way. 

Lynn leaned into him and started kissing his ear and neck. I rubbed his chest from behind and worked my way down to undo his belt and unzip his pants. It didn’t take long for Lynn’s hand to meet mine and help me release him from his boxers. Her head disappeared into his lap and I moved her panties to the side and fingered her from behind while she licked and sucked my husband for most of the ride home. The need to focus on driving probably helped to extend his pleasure longer than usual because he exploded as soon as we turned down the long, dark, forest-like entrance to our neighborhood. They were both moaning in pleasure. I could hear her swallowing and I could feel her cumming on my fingers. Almost subconsciously, I had been rubbing my clit with my free hand and I nearly came myself!

We had just a few moments to gather ourselves before we had to go in and pay the babysitter. I told my husband to take care of that and asked Lynn if she would like to try on some of the lingerie that she had seen earlier. I said hello to the babysitter and Lynn and I went straight to the bedroom and closed and locked the door. We teased each other with our hands and kissed as we helped each other try on sexy lingerie. My husband must have walked the babysitter to the door as he was paying her because it wasn’t long before I heard him try to open the door to the bedroom. We had to untangle our tongues to tell him we would be ready very soon. Lynn settled on a satin and lace teddy with matching panties and stockings. I slipped on a lace chemise with a sheer top. His eyes nearly popped out of his head when we went to retrieve my husband. We each kissed him passionately then led him by both hands back into our bedroom.

Feeding Frenzy

It was like a feeding frenzy as soon the door closed. The three of us devoured each other with our hands and mouths as we slowly moved toward the bed. When we had finally stumbled our way to the bed, my husband gave Lynn and me a gentle nudge and we both climbed in with me ending up on top. This kiss was different. We were both longing for the touch and taste of the other, and the sexual tension had reached a boiling point. The sweet relief of pleasure was now a necessity. I broke our kiss to move to her ear lobe and then her neck. I slid the shoulder straps of Lynn’s teddy down as I moved with them toward her breasts. Her nipples were almost as hard as my husband by the time my tongue had reached them, and I was thoroughly enjoying kissing and teasing them when my husband started fingering me from behind. I pushed back against his hand rhythmically as I continued to kiss and lick my way down Lynn’s body until I got to where I had wanted to be for what seemed like forever.

Fantasies Become Reality — Again and Again

I rubbed her beautiful, recently waxed pussy until my fingers were covered in her juices and then began to lick and suck on her clit while I fucked her slowly with my fingers. I was so caught up in the overwhelming experience of finally living out my fantasy that I almost didn’t notice my husband doing the same to me from behind. It barely took him a second to oblige when I told him to fuck me. When he slowly slid his shaft inside me, he was as hard as I had ever felt him before. He started off slowly giving me every inch as he nearly removed himself before every thrust. I traced every curve and fold of Lynn with my tongue and sucked on her clit while my husband increased his pace. I was massaging her g-spot and licking her in a circular motion when I felt her legs start to tremble. She was cumming again, and this time, she couldn’t hold back. It was loud and enough to push my husband over the edge. I could feel her cumming on my fingers again and I could feel my husband filling me with his hot load. It was more than I could take. I started cumming and buried my tongue deep in Lynn’s pussy while my husband pounded me from behind. 

When we were all able to regain consciousness, I told Lynn to switch places. She quickly obeyed and wasted no time. She started kissing me and worked her way steadily toward my now dripping wet pussy. I opened my eyes to see my husband fingering Lynn from behind and looking at me as if to ask if it was OK. I told him to fuck her just like he fucked me, and he did. He started off slow-building his pace, but we were way past that. Lynn told him to fuck her harder as she twisted her fingers in and out of me while hungrily licking and sucking my clit. Like a good soldier, my husband did exactly as he was ordered to. The harder he fucked her, the deeper and faster her fingers and tongue moved. It wasn’t long before I was gushing and shaking uncontrollably. I’m not sure if they both came that time or not because I was so overcome by my orgasm that I lost all track of what was going on around me. 

Not sure and not wanting to deny them the same experience I just had, I slid out from underneath Lynn and told her I wanted to watch her fuck my husband. She turned and grabbed his hand and told him to lay down. At that point, I thought that I was totally satisfied, but I couldn’t help but touch myself as I watched Lynn straddle my husband and then raise and lower herself up and down my hubby’s cock with amazing precision, getting nearly every inch of him in and out of her every time. My husband grabbed her tits and gently pinched her rock-hard nipples as she bounced up and down for quite a while. When her pace began to slow, he grabbed her ass, pulled her all the way down on his cock, and then slid her up and down his shaft while grinding her clit against his abdomen. She fell forward and started sucking on his ear lobes and kissing his neck. I was soaking wet again and now aggressively finger-fucking myself while taking it all in. In what seemed like one fluid motion, he wrapped one arm around her and flipped her onto her back before lifting her heels onto his shoulders. She let out a hedonistic groan as he began to steadily fuck her harder and faster. Hearing this pushed me over the edge. I whimpered uncontrollably as my juices flowed and my pussy contracted over and over again around my fingers that were buried deep inside me. That caused another chain reaction, and Lynn and my husband both finished in unison. My husband collapsed in between us and the three of us fell asleep naked in our bed. 

When we woke up the next day, my husband kissed me on the forehead and asked me if I was OK. I was better than OK. I had just lived out one of my fantasies and discovered some things about myself. He left us to get dressed and I talked to Lynn about what happened. She was definitely OK, too. Breakfast was on the table shortly after we came out of the bedroom, and the rest of the trip went on as if nothing happened. She had to leave the following day, so we said our goodbyes and told her we looked forward to seeing her again. That’s a story for another time…

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This story was submitted by one of our members to the My First Threesome Erotic Writing Contest. SDC announced the winner of this contest on July 1, 2021. Our editor made minor adjustments to this story for length and clarity.

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