“Well, how did it go, Grace?” Carmen asked as soon as I arrived home from work. “Is she coming over?”
“She is.”
Carmen smiled broadly at this. We’d been talking about a threesome for months, but our attempts to find someone interested in it had come up empty. Then, we’d gone to my company's Christmas party, and a half-drunk office assistant named Maggi had confessed her attraction to us both.
Maggi was considerably younger than us, around 25 to our 37 and 38, but she was dead sexy and seemed very interested in getting with us. After some discussion about the possible blowback from hooking up with a coworker, we’d decided to throw caution to the wind and just go for it.
It was yet another leg of our journey together. When I told Carmen that I wanted to transition into a woman, I had been terrified of her reaction. It had never been a secret between us that I preferred to live life as a woman, wearing my wife’s clothes in private and experimenting with her makeup. Talk of fully transitioning was so next level, though.
Much to my surprise, Carmen had been fully supportive. Becoming a woman had only brought us closer. Though our sex life had changed considerably–Carmen had always been bisexual–it only added another dimension to our lovemaking. Now, we wanted to explore further, and that involved bringing in a third party. With it finally possibly about to happen, I was as nervous as a cat.
Maggi arrived wearing a sheer gray and white dress. Her black lace bra and thong were clearly visible beneath the light fabric as the living room light silhouetted her perfect body. If I had been uncertain whether she knew what we had invited her over for, it was now crystal clear that she did. We wasted no time getting down to things.
Carmen made drinks while I moved to the sofa with Maggi, slowly tracing a single finger up the red-haired beauty’s leg. She was tiny, at least compared to my six-foot-one frame. Carmen was smaller too, but she was tall–almost five-ten.
Carmen had shoulder-length black hair and deep brown eyes set in a caramel complexion. It was a stark contrast to Maggi’s much fairer complexion and bright green eyes. My wife had the body of a dancer, lithe and limber. It was glorious to explore her flexibility. Maggi, on the other hand, was curvy. Her breasts were perfect globes, all-natural, according to some of our girl-girl chats at work. She had an ass that wouldn’t quit. It was round and tight.
Maggi took her drink from Carmen and kicked back on the sofa, curling her magnificent legs to one side and tucking them slightly beneath her. I watched as Carmen made her way over to straddle me, running her hands slowly upward to cup her breasts and kiss her deeply.
Carmen had always been a bit of an exhibitionist. She loved showing off for an audience, especially if it showed how much she wanted me.
Maggi bit her lip as she watched, taking us in as we warmed one another up for her to join in. I motioned for her to move closer, setting about getting another view going as she set about slowly unbuttoning the buttons of her dress. Carmen lay her head against the gentle swell of my generous, albeit surgically enhanced, breasts.
Each button exposed yet another inch of Maggi's pale skin, and the deep chasm between two ample breasts begged to be freed of their strained lace confines. Maggi helped things along by shrugging off the dress from her shoulders and letting it fall to her waist, impossibly small in comparison to the generosity of her tits and wicked curve of her hips and ass.
Carmen seemed mesmerized by the soft fullness and reached out to touch them, slowly running her finger along the swell of one and then the other. She smiled at the other woman appreciatively and moved in to kiss her. Maggi met her halfway, pulling her in closer to probe her mouth with her tongue. I watched, not moving—just enjoying the heat between them.
Carmen reached for the decorative metal clasp almost hidden beneath the swell of Maggi’s breasts and released it, letting out a moan of delight as the twin globes sprang free of their cage. Gravity had not yet touched them. They were full, round, and perfect.
“Beautiful,” Carmen muttered, moving forward to kiss her way along the curve of them before settling on a soft nipple, suckling at it for a moment before pulling away to flick a hardened tongue back and forth across it. Maggi moaned loudly as her large brownish-pink rosebuds tightened into pinpoints of excitement.
I could feel my excitement growing as I watched, slightly out of reach of touching Maggi with Carmen still pinning me down from her position on my lap. Instead, I focused my efforts on my wife, slipping my fingers beneath her and into her panties. Her panties were soaked already. I shifted a bit to gain better access, slipping two fingers inside her to finger fuck her, slowly and deliberately.
Carmen moaned and squirmed on my lap, still eagerly exploring Maggi’s generous bosom. I watched, continuing the manual stimulation of my wife’s sopping wet pussy. Maggi’s nipples were wet from Carmen’s feasting, but there was something else too. I noted the slightly pearl-like coloring to the dampness that seemed to grow as Carmen enjoyed them.
Maggi’s head was tilted back, her eyes closed in ecstasy as she enjoyed the stimulation. After a moment, she leaned forward again, looking momentarily at Carmen and then up at me, noting the question on my face. She smiled.
“I just let off breastfeeding. I’ve been pumping, but sometimes, I still leak a bit,” she said, sounding a little embarrassed.
Carmen stopped, looking at her breasts and then up at her.
“Do you want to taste it?” she asked, realizing that neither of us seemed put off by this in the least.
“I sure fucking do,” I told her.
Carmen moved upward, my fingers slipping free of her as she moved. She stood and reached out to Maggi to bring her to her feet, escorting her to our bedroom where we could all spread out and have better access to one another. Maggi let her dress fall to the floor as she stood and stepped out of it, walking from the living room to the bedroom wearing only her thong and a pair of nude high heels.
I stood by the bed and finished undressing her, taking in how beautiful her body was with all of its dangerous curves and valleys. Her pussy was clean-shaven, along with every other inch of her. She sat down on the bed and slipped off her shoes before crawling across it and lying down on the pillows with a wicked smile.
“Do what you will,” she purred.
Neither Carmen nor I wasted any time. Each of us undressed and took a place on either side of her. Carmen moved upward to kiss her, drinking her in with her hands tangled in her long red hair. I focused on the object of my fascination, her breasts. I slowly lapped at the sweet milk that was still clinging to her left nipple before taking her puckered pink nubbin into my mouth and rolling it around.
Knowing what it was I wanted, Maggi reached down and grasped her other breast in her hand, slowly milking it until small pearly beads appeared on the surface. I lapped at them eagerly and waited for more. Soon, there was more of a flow, not much, but enough that I enjoyed clamping my mouth to her nipple and drinking from it until the flow subsided.
“If I’d have known you’d like that so much, I’d have skipped pumping and let you do the work for me,” she teased.
“Maybe next time,” I said, grinning up at her.
I moved toward the edge of the bed, watching as Carmen moved downward toward Maggi’s sweet pink pussy. She spread their guest’s legs wide and began lapping at her center with long, soft strokes, listening to the cooing sounds she made beneath her. I was so horny I could hardly wait my turn. Watching Maggi squirm and grasp the covers beside her made me want to join in, but I would wait just a moment. I would let Carmen have her all to herself for just a bit.
After a bit, I stood and walked to the dresser, opening it up to retrieve the strap-on and lube. Once I had everything locked into place, I moved back to the bed, getting it into place on Carmen as she continued eating out a now squealing and moaning Maggi. Once it was in place, she moved to the side and let me take her place.
I buried myself in Maggi’s engorged center, lapping at the wetness there as I tongue fucked her and suckled at her clit, enjoying the way it hardened against my tongue. Her hips bucked forward, trying to pull me in, but I held back, not ready for her to come yet. Instead, I continued my thick strokes with my tongue.
“Please, let me come. I want to come,” she begged.
“Not yet,” I murmured against her lovely folds, letting the vibration of my words reverberate against her sticky thighs.
Carmen moved behind me, getting herself into place, pulling my ass cheeks apart, and positioning the rubber cock I’d installed on her at the entrance to my eager hole. She slipped the tip in and began rocking back and forth, easing her way in. My pussy was still fairly new, healed but sometimes tender if we got too rough. She was gentle, pushing her way slowly inside of me until she was fully buried and then slowly slipping almost free again.
She knew how I liked to be fucked and she had become quite the expert at it over our fifteen years together. She loved fucking me like I used to fuck her and still do, though now it has to be with a bit of added equipment. Soon we were all settled into a healthy rhythm, with me teasing Maggi’s pussy and my wife plowing me from behind.
“I’m coming. Oh, God. I can’t hold back anymore,” Maggi screeched as her body quaked with the force of her explosion. It was beautiful to watch and even better to taste. I lapped it up eagerly as Carmen continued to slip slowly in and out of my center. As I finished cleaning Maggi with my tongue, she let the dildo slip free and repositioned it at my ass, where she could be much more aggressive.
I waved her off, moving away.
“I don’t think Maggi’s had enough yet,” I told her, waving her toward the still-open legs in front of me and moving aside.
Carmen moved forward, looking quite eager to give Maggi her share of the strap-on. She teased her pussy lips with the tip as Maggi watched, shifting a little to better position herself for a lively fucking. Carmen was eager to accommodate, slipping inside her and gently fucking her.
It was beautiful to watch my wife and our friend in such a beautiful display of carnal pleasure. I returned to the dresser and retrieved a butt plug, lubing it up and slipping it into my ass as I fingered my pussy and watched them from the side of the bed. Maggi motioned for me to join them, and I climbed on the bed, lying beside her.
One of her hands found its way to my tit, caressing it and squeezing it as Carmen began plowing into her with wild abandon. I leaned into kiss her, drinking in her screams of delight as she came forcefully and collapsed against the pillow, sated. We weren’t done with her yet, but I was ready to fuck my wife. She was one of those rare women that loved being fucked more up the ass than anywhere else, and I’d always been happy to give her what she wanted.
With my butt plug still in place, I retrieved the remote vibe she liked and slipped it inside her. She was wet with want as I turned it on and set it to a gentle vibe.
“Mmm,” she hummed as it began doing its thing, and she watched me slip into the strap-on harness and lock on her favorite black cock. I handed Maggi the vibe to control and lubed up my cock before positioning myself behind Carmen, who continued to moan and sway softly as the vibe stimulated her center.
Positioning myself at the entrance to her puckered hole, I began pushing inch-by-inch inside her as she buried her face in Maggi’s tits and grasped at the sheets beneath her. Once I was settled fully into her, I began inching back out, repeating this several times until she was well-lubed and ready.
“Fuck me, Grace,” she groaned. “Give it all to me.”
I stroked in and out of her ass, giving her every inch to the hilt and enjoying the way she grunted each time I was fully embedded in her ass. Soon, I was into a rhythm that seemed beyond my control, pumping in and out with heavy strokes as she filled the room with her high-pitched squeals and screams.
“That’s it. Harder, baby. Harder!”
I fucked her like an animal, pacing myself based on her begging for it. I could hear the hum of the vibe rising as Maggi increased the pulsations, sending Carmen careening closer to the edge of ecstasy. It didn’t take long until our combined efforts had her uttering incomprehensible words and moaning loudly until she was screaming with an orgasm so forceful that her body was spasming wildly, bucking me off and yanking the vibe free, sending it clattering across the floor nearby before collapsing completely on top of Maggi.
Maggi shut the vibe down as Carmen lay there against her and I climbed into bed beside them, stroking her back and shoulders with my hand while kissing Maggi. This was just round one. We had a long way to go before this night was over and I couldn’t wait to see what else we’d decide to get up to before it ended.
