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First Time My girlfriend and I had our first threesome experience recently, and it was absolutely delicious! We had fantasized about it for years, and the reality was better than we ever could have imagined. I love when my girlfriend is at the height of sexual pleasure, and she most certainly was during and after our encounter. We met C on an online swingers’ site. I was showing her some prospects one night when we received an IM invitation. After accepting, we asked what he would do if he were with us. He responded by telling us that he would massage her slowly and then work his way down her body before entering her from behind. She liked the idea, and so did I. It was late, so we exchanged phone numbers and made tentative plans for the following day. Sunday came, but we were too tired and too far away, so we postponed our plans. I wasn’t sure if she was serious, but I showed her C’s picture anyway. His response to her photo was “very sexy,” which she is (5’ 3”, about 135 with beautifully large breasts, short dark hair and a very pretty face). About a week later, I texted C and told him that we had not forgotten about him and that we would like to meet for dinner. He said he was available on Saturday night, so I made dinner and hotel reservations near his place. In order to be ready for the evening, we held back from intercourse for about a week. We usually make love about 3 times a week, but that week we only engaged in touching, talking and fantasizing (although I did eat her Wednesday night), so she was really horny (as was I) when Saturday came around. We arrived first at the restaurant, nervous, but excited. Both of us acted nonchalantly, but we felt anything but as anticipation of the evening filled our thoughts. J looked hot in a black dress that gave a nice glimpse of cleavage. C showed up a few minutes later and joined us at our table. He was about 6-2, much taller than I, and appeared to be in excellent physical condition. We all told a little about ourselves, and then I went to the rest room to give them a little time to themselves. I texted J, my girlfriend, to ask if she would like to invite him back to our hotel, but she was busy talking with C and didn’t notice my message. As dinner wound down, J turned to C and asked, “So what’s the protocol for this. We’ve never done anything like this before.” “It all depends,” said C, “on what you’re comfortable with.” I had wanted some time alone with J, but that didn’t happen, so I asked her in front of C, “Would you like to invite him to join us in the hot tub?” “Yes,” she said, and we gave C directions to our hotel. He went back to his place to put on swimming trunks, and J and I headed back to the hotel room where we put on our suits and kissed passionately. It was almost surreal. Here we were acting on our hottest and wildest fantasies, but we hadn’t really talked about it that day, and now he was about to meet us in the hotel hot tub. J always gets warmed up in more ways than one in a hot tub, so I knew it would be a great lead in for further hot happenings. After a hot make-out session, we headed down to the hot tub. I checked my texts, and C said he would be there in about 20 minutes. We kept an eye out for him, but somehow he slipped into the pool area and joined us in the hot tub without us noticing his arrival, as if by magic he suddenly appeared. Conversation continued just as it had at the restaurant, but nothing of a sexual nature, so I removed myself and jumped into the swimming pool, so J and C could have some alone time. Butterflies swarmed my stomach as I watched the two of them chat and laugh in the hot tub. It was a voyeur’s delight as I swam slowly around the pool, my eyes trained on my sexy girlfriend and this tall, young stud. J wore a one piece suit with a well placed hole between her ample breasts. I imagined C sneaking peaks at her tits while they talked and giggled together. C seemed to disappear for a few minutes which sent my heart into overdrive. When I saw both of them again, I rejoined them in the hot tub while C took a dip in the pool. “He gave me a foot massage,” J said excitedly with a naughty smile. “How was it?” I asked. “Great!” “What do you think?” “He seems really nice.” “Do you want to invite him back to the room?” Just asking the question seemed to suck all the air from my lungs. “Yes,” she replied. Just then C came back to the hot tub. “Would you like to come up to our room with us?” J asked C. “Sure!” he answered, and with that, we gathered up our stuff and headed toward the lobby. Taking a casual glance at my cell phone, I saw that I had six missed calls from a friend of mine from whom I had not heard for several months. Six missed calls seemed like a potential emergency, so I thought it proper to return his calls but not before I made sure that all was well upstairs first. “I’m going to have to make a phone call,” I said as we headed up on the elevator. “Ok,” J said as the door opened, and we proceeded to the room. “If you’d like to shower, go ahead,” J said to C. “Thanks. I think I will,” he said as he disappeared into the bathroom. J opened her purse and pulled out two condoms and put them on the table between the two beds. “Put some jazz on,” she said, so I turned on the computer and found a smooth jazz station on the Internet. C emerged from the bathroom wearing a pair of shorts with no shirt while J took her turn washing up. “I’ll be right back,” I said to C as I headed toward the door. “I’m going to make a call,” I said to J through the bathroom door. “Ok.” My head was spinning as I left the room and headed toward the elevator. The wildest, hottest, sexiest adventure of our lives, and here I was walking out the door! The door opened to the lobby, and I quickly exited and went outside to find a darkened spot on the lawn where maybe I could see in the window. The hotel was at least six floors and had quite a few rooms, and in my heightened state of arousal, I couldn’t tell which room was ours. I called my friend and was relieved to get his voicemail, so I could return to the action. After leaving him a message, I started toward the lobby, but he called back. He rambled on and on about someone threatening him while I scanned windows wondering what was going on between J and C. Were they kissing passionately, just as we had done earlier? What was she wearing, if anything at all? “Jim, I have to go,” I finally blurted out between rants. “Ok, thanks for returning my call.” “No problem.” I headed toward the lobby, my stomach knotted and a bit out of breath. Dizzy, hard and wet, my head spun with images of J and C in various stages of sexual interaction. The elevator ascended along with my excitement level. As the door opened I headed toward our room. I thought about listening at the door for sounds of sex, but instead I slid the key in and … got the dreaded red light. Again I tried but was once again denied. Finally, on the fourth attempt, the door opened. I didn’t know what to expect. Would they be sitting awkwardly on the bed chit-chatting, or would their naked bodies be entwined? As the door opened, I saw a reflection in the mirror. “What did I miss?” I called out to let them know I was okay with what I saw: J naked on her back with C kneeling by her side, his bare ass facing the door. Immediately, I approached J and kissed her passionately as if it were just the two of us. “She attacked me,” C said kiddingly as J denied the charge. I crossed the room and slid off my shorts. “May I join you?” I asked as I got on J’s side opposite C. I kissed her again before moving down to lick her left breast. Her right breast is more sensitive, and I would have sucked on it, but C was on that side of her, so I took her left nipple into my mouth. As I slid down to her chest, I noticed that J had C’s huge cock in her hand, and she was stroking it ever so slowly. She then pulled his pole down toward her mouth and kissed and licked the head of it. She loves to take a cock in her mouth before feeling it inside her, and it drove me wild thinking about her anticipating his very large member. J moaned softly as C reached down between her legs and began to play with her clit. I slid to the foot of the bed to take in the sight of my hot, sexy lady and this tall young stud pleasuring each other with their hands. “Would you like me to eat you?” I asked J. “Yes,” she said as I slid down between her legs, and C moved off the bed. I love to eat my lover’s hot, wet pussy, and it was especially exciting licking her in front of our new friend. J squirts when she cums, and it wasn’t long before her juices exploded in my mouth. C had been putting on his extra-large condom while I pleasured J with my tongue. She loves to taste herself after I eat her, so I moved back to her side and kissed her passionately once again as C moved into position between her legs. At first he rubbed the head of his cock against her clit which sent her into a sexual frenzy. We continued kissing while C began working his formidable appendage between her spread pussy lips. Once again I slid to the foot of the bed and knelt on the floor, so I could view the sexy scene. C was now deep inside her while he worked her clit with his thumb. “Oh C,” she said, “you’re so big! It’s been a long time since I’ve had someone that big inside me!” C pumped her faster and faster while J moaned in ecstasy. Then he pulled out but continued to thumb her clit. J loved it as she writhed with pleasure. I moved back down to her breast and sucked on her nipple while C took her right breast into her mouth. Later, I asked her how it felt to have both her breasts sucked while getting fucked by his huge cock, but she was so excited, she didn’t remember when that was happening. Finally, C started pumping really hard. He had J’s hips up off the bed as his huge cock jack-hammered in and out of her pussy. “Oh, fuck me! Fuck me hard!” she screamed as their sexual crescendo neared climax. J’s hands clenched mine as her body grew stiff and then shuddered repeatedly as C drove himself in and out of her drenched pussy. After a few minutes, C pulled his large, still hard cock out of her and moved off the bed, leaving J and I to hold each other close. He began to dress and soon left after we exchanged mutual thank-yous. “Would you like to eat me?” J asked after C left, and I was only glad to oblige her. The rubbery taste drove me wild as I thought of the huge cock that had just been plunging in and out of her beautiful pussy. Her juices again shot into my mouth, and we collapsed in a sweaty heap on the bed. “I’m a little tender,” J said. “No problem,” I said as we relived the encounter, blow by blow (no pun intended), as I stroked my hard, wet cock. Several streams of semen splashed onto J’s thigh as we shared our experience from our own perspectives. Exhausted, we drifted off to sleep, but it was a fitful night for me as visions of our hot encounter played over and over in my head. At some point, I finally got to slip my hard cock inside J, and, even though she was a little sore, we had one final round. Since that night, we’ve replayed the scene many times over. We had a great sex life to begin with, and it keeps getting better all the time. Her birthday is approaching, and we’re considering inviting C. If it comes about, I’ll be sure to shut off my phone earlier in the evening, so that I don’t miss any of the action.