Guest blog: threesome erotica – a special guest

Image by the amazing Stuart F Taylor

I’m welcoming back a guest blogger this week! Kim Taylor, of Mommy’s Playground, has written some gorgeous erotica here before about secretly getting it on in the bedroom at a house party, and now she’s back to share some hot threesome erotica. You can read more of her work at the link above, or follow on instagram @ktaylormp082. As someone who struggles a bit with compersion, but nevertheless has a lot of filthy fantasies about threesomes, I appreciate the opportunity for a bit of erotic escapism… and possibly the encouragement to go do it myself sometime soon too.

Threesome erotica – a special guest

I paced the room nervously. I wasn’t sure if she’d accept my invitation. We’d been friends for so long and that could all change after tonight. I mean, we weren’t best friends. We attended the same parties, our kids went to school together, and we saw each other at the local grocery store. We’d never spent any time alone together. Why did I think this was a good idea again?

I nervously twirled my robe’s belt between my fingertips. The silk felt cold against my bare skin underneath. The wood floor was hard and cool beneath my feet. My husband approached from behind, placing his strong hands on my shoulders.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” His breath was warm in my ear. I closed my eyes and smiled. He was always so concerned with my comfort and feelings. It was one of the things I loved most about him.

I didn’t answer but simply intertwined my fingers with his and rested my head on his hand. Just then two headlights came down the road and slowed down as they approached the driveway. I couldn’t believe it. She actually came. I turned and faced my husband. He looked incredible. His toned bare chest was gleaming in the dim light of the bedroom. His shorts hung loosely on his hips. His hair was messy, just how I liked it. How would I feel about sharing him?

Before I could dwell too long on that thought, I heard a gentle knock at the door. I left my husband in the bedroom and went to greet our guest. She wore exactly what I’d detailed in the letter. A long, black trench coat and simple nude heels. She looked mysterious and sexy. A bright, confident smile spread across her lips.

“Welcome.” I opened the door and stepped aside. She stepped in, slipping off her heels. We leaned in for the obligatory kiss on the cheek but after delivering a second peck, our lips lingered close to one another. Without hesitation, we both leaned in for a deep, passionate kiss. She tasted of mint and smelt of lavender. My pussy grew warm. Her delicate hand found its way to my waist, pulling me closer to her. Our pelvic bones touched and breasts pressed against one another. After our tongues unraveled, I  took her hand and closed the door, leading her to the bedroom. My husband was already in position, lying on the bed. He was already hard. His erection was long and obvious beneath his thin cotton shorts. He knew Olivia but had never met her officially. Until now.

We both approached the bed but paused at the foot. I reached out and undid the strap of her trench coat. As the flaps opened, I could see that she’d also worn nothing underneath her overcoat. Just as I’d asked. Her body was tanned and beautiful. Her tits weren’t big but impressive and perky. Her nipples were dark and hard. They looked like two chocolate teardrops. I wanted to taste them. Her mound was covered in thin, curly dark hair. I slipped the coat completely off her shoulders. I wanted to share the view with my husband. I looked over and watched as his eyes scanned over Olivia’s body. He began to slowly stroke himself through his shorts.

I didn’t object as Olivia slipped my silk robe off, leaving us both naked and vulnerable. She reached out and ran her palms over my breasts, bringing my nipples to life. I cupped her small tits in my hands and leaned in, bringing her perky nipples to my lips. I twirled my tongue around each nub. She held the back of my head and let out soft whimpers as I nibbled and sucked her beautiful breasts. I let my hand find its way to her crotch, running my palm up and down her pubic hair and into the moist folds of her pussy. I could only imagine how aroused my husband was watching Olivia and I together.

I stood up and guided her to the bed. As I crawled between my husbands legs, shoving them apart, I encouraged Olivia to sit beside him. All worry about jealousy had completely faded. I ran my hand up and down his erection. His shorts were moist with precum. Olivia sat close to his face, her breasts inches from his mouth. But he didn’t dare move. Not until he knew I wanted him to. I took his hand and placed it on her breast. He began to slowly caress her flesh and easily found her nipple. Olivia reached down and began fondling herself. I pulled my husband’s cock from his shorts. The veins were throbbing. I’d never seen him quite this hard. I was instantly aroused. As I leaned in and took the head of his dick into my mouth, I saw Olivia lean in, gently kissing him on the mouth. I couldn’t believe how much I enjoyed watching my husband kiss and fondle another woman.

His hand moved from her breast to her pussy. I swallowed his thick cock and cupped his full round balls as he finger fucked our guest. She let out tiny moans of pleasure, stroking the back of my head as I pleasured my husband. The contact between our three bodies was intoxicating. The tip of his dick was so far down my throat, I nearly gagged. Olivia wanted more. I watched as she straddled my husband’s shoulders, planting her wet pussy directly on his face. I knew how much he loved eating pussy. I ran my tongue up and down his shaft as I watched him feast on Olivia’s dripping folds. She moved her hips back and forth, rubbing her clit against his tongue. I sucked his cock more eagerly. The site of Olivia’s ass in my face and her cunt on my husband’s was driving me crazy. I reached down and began finger fucking my own dripping hole. My pussy juice was running down my lips and onto the bed. I wanted to be fucked.

I placed my hands on Olivia’s waist and guided her to lay down on the bed. It was my turn to taste that gorgeous cunt. I spread her legs wide, giving me an unobscured view of her glistening folds. I got onto all fours, pushing my ass high into the air. My husband knew what to do and quickly took position behind me. I loved nothing more than being fucked from behind. He entered me with one, smooth motion. His dick filled my hole perfectly. As he gently rocked his cock back and forth, I turned my attention to Olivia. She looked down at me, squeezing her tiny tits and biting her lip in anticipation. I didn’t break eye contact as I dipped my tongue into her pleasure hole, lapping up her thick juice. As I pulled my mouth away, a string of her hot cream connected my tongue and her swollen nub. I licked every last drop from my lips.

My husband was picking up speed, holding my hair with one hand. He tugged it gently and squeezed my ass. I wanted to fuck her the same way and slowly entered her with two fingers. She took them easily, welcoming the penetration. I mirrored the rhythm of my husbands thrusts with my finger, fucking Olivia with the same pressure and speed. She closed her eyes and relaxed. Her clit needed attention too. I began to slowly circle her love button with my tongue as my fingers explored her pussy walls. I used my other hand to play with my own swollen nub. Olivia’s pussy was incredibly wet. Her juices filled my mouth and throat. The more I drank, the wetter I got. My husband’s dick slid easily in and out of my slit. His balls slapped against my ass, just the way I liked it.

I wanted to cum. I loved cumming while he fucked me from behind. I wanted Olivia and I to cum together. I pulled my mouth away from her crotch just long enough to demand my husband fuck me harder and slap my ass. As he did, I felt the walls of my pussy throb. I licked Olivia’s clit faster and harder. She gyrated her hips up, pressing herself hard against my mouth. As I released a long, thick load of nectar all over my husband’s shaft, I felt Olivia’s pussy tighten around my fingers. Her cum was super thick and salty. I drank it in, swallowing the warm fluid as her legs banged hard against the sides of my head and her cunt engulfed my fingers. It felt incredible to cum together.

But we couldn’t forget about my husband. He had to be close. I rolled over, lying beside Olivia on the bed. My husband began jerking off, using my cum as lubricant. I ran my hands over Olivia’s stomach and breasts as she caressed my swollen pussy. My husband watched, eagerly stroking his cock. He picked up speed and I begged him to cum all over us. He obeyed, spraying his thick load onto our stomachs, with a few drops landing on my tits. He collapsed onto the bed as he finished. Olivia leaned down and licked the salty cum from my breast. I was surprised to feel my nipples and clit electrify once more. Could I really go for more? Olivia looked at me and smiled, as if reading my mind. This time though I wanted to watch my husband fuck her beautiful pussy. I knew she wanted it. I could tell by the way she looked at him. And I was happy to indulge her and share my husband’s cock. After all, she was our guest.

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