I was sitting in my living room when I found out my husband had been cheating on me with our neighbour. It was an accident, really. I stumbled upon a text message from him to her, and it made my heart sink. But then, as I kept reading, something unexpected happened: I got turned on.
I’ll admit, I’ve always had a bit of a fantasy about seeing two people together, especially if one was my husband. So when I confronted him about the text messages, I didn’t get angry or upset – instead, I told him I wanted to watch them having sex in our bedroom right now.
He looked at me like I had lost my mind, but I could see the excitement in his eyes too. He called the neighbour, who sounded just as shocked as he was. But then, after some insistence and reassurance from my husband that everything would be okay, she came over to our house.
I led them both up to our bedroom, where we all sat down on the edge of the bed. My heart was pounding in my chest, and I could feel the wetness between my legs growing with every passing second. To get this awkwardness started, all I had to say was, “Well, what are you two waiting for?”
My husband started kissing our neighbour passionately, their tongues intertwining as they explored each other’s mouths. I watched intently, feeling my arousal grow by the minute. Then, he pulled her shirt off and began sucking on her erect nipples. She moaned loudly, arching her back in pleasure as he continued his exploration on her sensitive skin.
I couldn’t help but touch myself as I watched them, imagining what it would be like to have him inside me while she was there too. And before long, I decided that maybe I wanted more than just a show – maybe I wanted to join them.
So I moved closer, running my fingers through their hair and kissing both of them deeply. They were both eager for me, wrapping their arms around me and pulling me close as our tongues danced together in unison.
My husband then turned his attention to our neighbour’s pussy, spreading her legs wide open so he could bury his face between her thighs. She cried out in pleasure as he licked her clit, sucking it gently before thrusting his tongue deep inside her wet folds.
I reached down and started rubbing myself while I watched them, feeling the pressure building up inside me until finally, I couldn’t hold back any longer – I came hard, my pussy juices dripping out onto the bedspread beneath us.
But I wasn’t done yet. No, now it was time for me to take control.
I pushed my husband onto his back and climbed on top of him, impaling myself on his cock as he groaned loudly in pleasure. Then, I turned around so I could face our neighbour, who was lying next to us with her hand between her legs.
She watched intently as I rode my husband’s cock, grinding against him harder and faster until I felt another orgasm approaching quickly. And when it finally hit me, it was even more intense than before – waves of pleasure washed over me as I screamed out in ecstasy, my pussy clenching around his shaft as he shot his cum deep inside me.
But we weren’t done yet. Not by a long shot.
I turned back around and continued riding him, feeling his cock throb inside me as our neighbour reached over and started playing with my breasts. Her touch sent shivers down my spine, making me even more aroused than ever before.
Then, she moved her hand lower, sliding two fingers deep into my soaking wet pussy while I continued to bounce up and down on top of him. It felt incredible – like nothing I had ever experienced before in all my years of sex.
I could tell that they were both getting close too, their moans growing louder and more urgent with every passing second. And when our neighbour finally came, it was explosive – she screamed out in pleasure as her pussy juices gushed out onto the bed beneath us, soaking everything around us in her wetness.
My husband wasn’t far behind either, his cock swelling up inside me before he finally shot his second cum load deep into my pussy, filling me up entirely.
We all collapsed onto the bed after that, breathless and exhausted from our wild threesome. But even though I was tired, I couldn’t help but smile – because for the first time in a long time, I felt truly satisfied and fulfilled by my relationship with my husband.
And as we drifted off to sleep together on the same bed, I knew my husband and I were headed on a very different sexual journey now.
