When my husband told me his best friend was still inexperienced at thirty, I was surprised. When he told me he wanted me to sleep with Robert, I was even more surprised. When he told me he wanted me to do it as a threesome, I was surprised and turned on! I couldn’t believe what I was about to do, take on two men at once. My husband was going to share me with his innocent friend, and I was determined that no matter how much I wanted this double team sex experience and no matter how incredible it would be for me, I was going to make sure that Robert’s experience would be amazing! Of course, I had no idea that my husband would use the opportunity to give me a rough first anal sex experience at the same time!
Warning: This ebook contains very explicit descriptions of sexual activity during an mfm threesome sex encounter. It includes first anal sex, masturbation, double team sex, oral sex, deep throat, rough sex, and cum swallowing. It is intended for mature readers who will not be offended by graphic depictions of sex acts between consenting adults.
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When we arrived home, I’d immediately jumped in the shower and then got out and made my body as attractive as I could. Looking at myself in the mirror, I’d realized I was still pretty hot. I had long black hair, and I considered running a curling iron through it but decided to go for a more severe European look. So, I pulled my hair back hard into a pony tail. It set off my cheek bones and I enhanced it with makeup. I made myself just slutty enough (but not too slutty.) I couldn't believe how something I mentioned while I was drunk—just a passing fancy, really—was about to become a reality. I pulled on white fishnet stockings. My calves and my thighs they were still slender, still shapely.
The stocking felt good, and it was amazing because all of my fears from dinner about whether my husband found me attractive disappeared. I didn't feel like I wasn't sexy anymore. I didn't feel like I was older. I felt just like I did while I was in college. I turned around as I slipped a black thong up over my tiny little heart shaped ass. I even giggled a little bit because I knew Robert was in for a treat. I stood there trying to determine what kind of bra to wear (or maybe a corset) and I finally just decided I wouldn't wear anything other than the thong and the stockings. I stood in front of the mirror and practiced sexy looks, licking my lips, rubbing my breasts, and moaning softly.
The funny thing about it was that I was doing it just to practice what Robert would see, what Andrew would see. In the process, though, I was turning myself on! The feel of my fingers running over my nipples was making them rock hard.