A few years ago, I got married to the most wonderful woman. We had flirted with each other for months, laughed and played, gone places and just plain enjoyed being together 24/7. It was a natural that we would end up together when we made love, we both very much liked being adventurous in the sack, among other places, in fact lots of places, lots of positions, lots of slow and fast paced lust was the norm for us. But as we all come to realize, time takes a toll on such things, and at some point the sameness of ‘that same old hole’ or ‘just another poke in the dark’ comes in to the thought process.
It had been two years since we had wed when we decided it was time to add a bit of spice to our sex lives, the thoughts were mutual as to the need, we loved each other very much still, but sex had become a routine effort, not the explosive heart pounding event it had been before. We discussed the possible options, each having an affair would add spice, but had its own set of problems, role playing was a good effort and worked out pretty well for a while, but wasn’t going to get it for the long run, the bar scene wasn’t one we particularly enjoyed, though we both drank socially. So we kept talking, and decided that we should go to the almighty computer for some ideas, let ourselves explore the world of cyberspace and all it could offer. We tried out a few possibilities, each having our own laptop we could lure unsuspecting men and women into role play scenarios and find the excitement and fulfillment of getting each other hot to trot before retiring to the privacy of our own space and eating, sucking and fucking each other to explosive climax. It was great, and we still do so occasionally, but we finally found what worked best for us on a site that prompted group sex, how to get involved, how to find a safe partner or partners. So, that being said, we started cruising local pubs, as well as the net for likely candidates. Our first adventure into an added partner was more by accident than intentional. We had something in mind when we went to a local pub for cocktails and relaxation, but not what really ended up happening. Mary spied a guy, to her impression really “Hot”, though I thought he seemed average, I guess my opinion wasn’t really that important, only the final result. So as we drank a few and got a bit tipsy it was decided that she go over and ask the guy to dance, if he seemed right for the idea then bring him back to the table. She did indeed ask him to dance, and as luck would have it, a slow dance at that. Not to brag, but Mary is one hot babe, not sure how I ever got so lucky. At 5’7” and a mere 114 pounds with long blond hair, firm rounded ass and a set of tits that were to die for, she got her way with about every guy she talked to, no matter what that might be. As they danced around the floor I could tell that they were hitting it off pretty damn well, his arms were around her tight, his hands and hers all over each other. Needless to say she brought him back to the table. He seemed a bit uneasy with being brought back to meet ‘the husband’ but I assured him that all would be cool, we just wanted a bit of extra action to make sure the lady got what she needed. After some more conversation, and another round of course, we decided to head for a nearby motel. We each drove our own vehicles; she went with him and I drove ahead to get a room. I checked us in and went to the door, they had arrived and were making out in his car when I motioned for them to ‘come on down’ with a wave. We all went in together; it was a bit uncomfortable, none of us had ever tried a threesome before and were kind of at a loss as to how to get it going. I went over and turned on the radio and said “Hey babe, how ‘bout you give us a show, do a little strip tease for us to loosen up the tension here.” She looked over at him, then to me as I returned to the foot of the king size bed. She never even nodded, but instead started moving slowly to the tempo of the music and doing a damned good bump and grind number for us. As the songs went on, her clothes started coming off, first the button up blouse, then her bra. I thought the guy was going to explode when he got an eyeful of her 34 DD’s, as his jaw hit his chest she giggled and got stirred up enough to go on to the next level. Still wearing her 3” heels, looking tall and sleek as you can imagine, she turned around and unfastened her skirt and started the slow decent across her ass, I’d swear the guy was drooling, but then so was I. She was standing about a foot in front of him, seated on the other corner of the bed from me, so not far away, but really getting his attention. As she leaned over to push the skirt off around her ankles and step from them the dude went into orbit, he reached up and grabbed her hips, pulled her close and shoved his face into the crevasse of her rounded cheeks. Mary squealed with delight as his tongue tried to penetrate the fabric of her French cut panties at her sphincter. She froze and let him continue trying, leaning over with her hands on her knees. I wanted a bit of the action as well and moved around in front of her, knelt down and reached for a couple of handfuls of those wonder tits. She put her hands on my shoulders and gave them to me; my mouth went straight to the wonderfully enlarged nipples that I love so much to tease. We went on like this for abut five minutes as both of us guys were getting very hot and ready, she was panting like a bitch in heat. I prompted her to get on the bed, she crawled up the foot of it and landed flat of her back, naked except for the panties, now very wet with both her juices and his saliva. She tipped her head up and said “where’s my show, aren’t you going to give me one too?” I looked over at the dude and we both nodded before pulling the shirts off over our heads, kicking off our shoes, removing our socks and then dropping our pants and stepping from them, not much of a show, but effective. There we stood with nothing on but a smile and a hard on, which I was glad to see that his 6 inches was a bit smaller than my 7 ½, not to mention thinner than my tool, much easier on the ego, as I’m sure any guy would understand. She was about to laugh here ass off at the ridiculousness of our show until I gestured for him to get up by her head and I’d take the bottom half, for now at least.