For weeks, I’d been spicing up my sex life with my husband by telling him fantasies about having a threesome. As I got better at it, I added more and more details. We even had it down to two different kinds of women, and life had never been better. Then, one day while I was having coffee, I met Lena. She was exactly how I described our perfect third, almost like she’d just stepped out of one of my fantasies. I had no idea that Lena wad going to make my fantasy a reality!
This ebook contains explicit descriptions of first lesbian sex and threesome sex between a married couple and a younger woman. Only mature adults who won’t find that offensive and who can legally download explicitly sexual material should read this.
An excerpt:
And that was how the ménage a trois became the theme of my life. For four weeks in a row I wove tails about the two of us sharing a bed with another woman. I took to the internet and found threesome porn I could use to come up with ideas. I added details and recorded his responses. For some reason he loved for the girl to be a redhead if she were our age but a short-haired brunette if she were younger. The details took over my life a little bit. I was having sex almost every night of the week, and my husband wasn’t leaving to the office with a stoic kind of expression and returning home (even when he worked late) with no energy at all. Everything in our lives had become magical.
I suppose it was the details and the way they’d burned themselves into my mind that made me gasp when I met Lena at the coffee shop. I was sitting at a table sipping a latte and reading a novel when a soft voice asked me a question. I looked up and couldn’t speak right away. She was the picture of the younger brunette I always had in my mind when I told stories to Jeff. She had lovely blue eyes, hair that framed her face, and a tiny body that looked perfect. At the moment, she wore jeans and a tee shirt, and the way her breasts pushed against the shirt—it was just like I’d described her! It took me a minute to ask her to repeat he question, but I finally got it out.
“I asked if I could share the table.”
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