My first wife was a slut and a little bisexual. I had been trying to get into my HOT-ASS cousin’s pants since we were teenagers. After we grew up, my cousin, Beth, was nineteen, all that was needed was for my wife to get her a little drunk. Beth was FINALLY interested! At least she was interested in messing around with my wife while I watched. That was originally the plan.
Here’s how it happened. I went to pick up my wife at my cousin’s apartment. They both met me at the door, buzzed. That’s when I was told of the plan. Of course I was elated, but I first I had to get rid of my other cousin, a male, who had been hanging out with me at bar. I had to take him home, across town. And I was hoping that the girls wouldn’t change their minds while I was gone. And I also hoped I would get more than a show when I got back. I kept the plan a secret because my male cousin would try to horn in on my fun. I wanted to get the trip over with quickly. My mind was racing with the possibilities. Was this going to just be a tease? Or was it really going to happen this time. Not only could I fuck my cousin, finally, but I could also fulfill every guy’s dream, the threesome. But I tried not to speed. A speeding ticket would only add to the time it would take for me to get back. And they could pass out or lose the mood if I took to long. When I made it back and they both answered the door again, smiling and giggling. Good. So they led me to my cousin’s bedroom where I waited. They both went to the bathroom to change into lingerie.
When they returned I was already so horny I couldn’t stand it. My wife was slutty but also had a jealous streak. I had to resist the urge to reach out and touch my cousin. I knew if my wife didn’t give me permission to touch Beth I would blow the whole deal and my wife would get angry and stop the entire encounter.
So they climbed into bed and began kissing. So far so good. They helped each other remove their lingerie. They touched each other, rubbing and kissing each other’s tits. I was going crazy. I had wanted to see Beth’s tits for years and there they were! So close I could reach out and touch them. But I couldn’t, yet.
Then it got even better. I knew my wife had experimented with other girls but I had never witnessed it. But finally I was seeing it happen, and with the ONE GIRL I had been fantasizing about more than any other for so many years. My wife had rather small breasts. Nothing to write home about. Beth’s tits were so much bigger than my wife’s. I couldn’t take my eyes off them. Every little movement caused them to sway or bounce or jiggle. I had really missed large breasted women for some time.
Then my wife asked me to stand up from my chair, which I had placed as close to the bed as I could get it. I stood and my wife unfastened my pants and pulled them down. She lay on the bed with her mouth right in front of my crotch. She pulled down my underwear, exposing my cock to my cousin. If it stopped right then I would have at least seen my cousin’s tits and pussy and she had seen my cock. But it continued. My cousin watched as my wife gave me a blow job. I could tell Beth was wanting to suck my cock herself. But she also wanted to avoid pissing off my wife which could have ended the encounter. To keep from blowing my load, from my sexy wife while my even more sexy cousin watched, was difficult, to say the least.
My wife pulled my cock out of her mouth, keeping her hand on it, and, looking over her shoulder at my cousin, pointed it at her. Beth smiled shyly without looking away from my cock. And with no hesitation she leaned in for it. I remember the sensation of finally, FINALLY feeling Beth’s sexy lips sliding down my cock. A sound uncontrollably came from my mouth. Beth was sucking my cock! BETH! Not just another blowjob from a girlfriend. My cousin, BETH! She was so fucking hot! She looked like a cross between Molly Ringwald and Kelly LeBrock. So I wasn’t simply fulfilling an incest fantasy, not just my cousin fantasy, I was getting sucked off by the most beautiful girl that would ever do so.
My wife couldn’t take her eyes off of Beth sucking my cock. This was her kind of fun, too. I concentrated on the feeling of Beth’s lips, mouth and tongue enjoying my cock. I wanted to remember it as accurately as possible, in case it never happened again. It continued for a while. My wife wasn’t stopping it. Now the pressure was on. If it was hard to keep from cumming as my wife sucked my cock, it was multiple times harder to prevent it as the girl of my dreams sucked, as my sexy wife watched. But then my wife directed her to stop. Was it over?
No. It was only getting started. I don’t remember if my wife fucked me while Beth watched. I couldn’t stop thinking about my lovely cousin. And I was a little drunk myself. But at some point my wife asked me to play with Beth’s tits, positioning me with her hands. She moved me right into the missionary position. Laying on Beth, my cock was on top of her pubic bone, buried in her bush. I could feel the warmth. And then my hands were on Beth’s tits. I had wondered for so long what they looked like. And I was ACTUALLY holding them! I began kissing and sucking them without getting permission from my wife. My wife asked, “Do you like them?” I answered yes. They were at least C cups, maybe D cups.
I began kissing Beth’s mouth. I tasted my wife’s pussy juice on Beth’s lips. Did I mention they had given each other oral sex earlier while I watched? Yep! 69 Style. I was in heaven. My wife was silent for a long time. This usually meant she was getting pissed off.
But no. I felt my wife’s fingers grasp my cock and pull it down. The head of my penis touched the WET opening of Beth’s pussy. BETH’S PUSSY! I didn’t care if my wife got pissed off at that point. I figured she could be teasing me by getting it that close and then pulling it away. Or maybe she had wanted me to fuck Beth but might change her mind. I figured now was my chance. I could at least feel Beth’s vagina from the inside, with my cock, for a moment if I didn’t wait any longer.
I pushed. My cock slid in like it was made for Beth’s pussy. Her vaginal muscles were so open there was no resistance. I made that noise again. There was no stopping it. My wife would later ask why I never made that noise for her. Beth lay there with her legs spread as far apart as she could get them. I pounded her pussy for as long as I could without cumming, which wasn’t long. I was so aroused I couldn’t last for too long. I mean, this was my biggest fantasy ever. I kissed her, putting my tongue as deep into her mouth and my cock as deep into her pussy as I could get them. Every thrust sent Beth’s head toward the headboard of the bed. I had had this view of a girl bouncing off of me as I pounded her pussy in the past, but never Beth. Seeing that her physical reactions to my actions were the same as any other girl drove the point home. She’s a real woman, not some picture in a magazine. A fantasy, yes. But a fantasy come true.
Before I came my wife pulled it out. This helped. Then my wife pushed it back. Or that’s what it felt like. Later my wife would ask why I pushed it back in. I told her, like I said, I thought she pushed it back toward Beth’s pussy herself. Nothing more was ever said by my wife. I continued fucking Beth, slowly, for a few more seconds, kissing her pussy-flavored lips some more. Then I had to pull out.
The evening ended with my wife on top, riding me, while Beth sat on my face as I ate her pussy. I heard them kissing as they both rode me, my wife riding my cock while Beth rode my face. I can normally make a woman cum within just a few seconds the first time I eat her. But Beth was probably nervous and uncertain about having sex with man while his wife was in the room. So it took a while. But I just concentrated on Beth’s clit. Eventually she relaxed and really got into it. I kept licking her clit. Beth tensed up. Her breathing stopped as she prepared for an orgasm. This was it. I finally get to hear what Beth sounds like cumming. And not just cumming. Cumming for ME! There was a breathy moan as Beth’s hips thrust back and forth on my mouth. She pushed her clit down against my face, still thrusting. Then the trembling started. But the thrusting didn’t stop. Trembling and thrusting, Beth had one of the longest orgasms I had ever given a woman. Later I noticed that she put teeth marks, from my own teeth, on the under side of my tongue from pressing her clit against it so hard for so long. That was all I could take. It was my turn. I played with BOTH pairs of tits while I came in my wife’s pussy, at the same time as I was thrusting my tongue as deep into Beth as it would go. I was afraid to cum in her. She could have gotten pregnant just from what we did. I didn’t want to push my luck. So I was very happy to just be eating her pussy as I orgasmed and filled my wife’s pussy. I let my wife ride me some more, until she came. The whole time I didn’t want to stop eating Beth, while I was licking her clit in this position. I wanted to give her another orgasm while I was waiting for my wife to cum. Then I heard my wife getting close. I attacked Beth’s clit with renewed ferocity. Only seconds after making Beth cum the first time, 20 seconds? 30 Seconds?, I heard her gearing up for another orgasm. This second one I’m pretty proud of. My wife didn’t mind any of this. My wife later told me about Beth’s first orgasm. She smiled at Beth as it was coming on and during the whole thing. This convinced Beth that my wife was ok with all this. So for the second orgasm Beth was totally relaxed. As she thrust her pussy against my face I could feel my teeth occasionally scraping her open pussy. I couldn’t help it. She was dragging it across my open mouth with such force my lips couldn’t cover my teeth like I normally do when I eat a pussy. But I think the teeth actually made it better for her. A long, loud, deep moan came from Beth’s throat. She actually had to gasp for breath at the end of that moan. And then she shuddered and trembled again. Again for the longest time. I don’t remember my wife’s orgasm. Like I said, I heard her getting close, which is what set Beth off. But I just concentrated on Beth. I can only assume my wife came too.
And then it all stopped. Did that all really just happen? It didn’t feel like a dream. Funny I didn’t wonder about that earlier during the act, or acts. But it wasn’t a dream. And not only was that first time a reality, it wouldn’t be the only time it happened. I fucked Beth several more times over the next couple of years. Once I had her all to myself. She was using birth control by then so I was finally able to fill her full of my sperm. Not having to pull out made it so much better. But here is where another fantasy is conquered. I have a foot fetish too. And I had always wanted to touch and kiss Beth’s feet. As a teen, I would admire them. Once I even made an excuse to touch them. But I was ashamed, even as I fucked her in front of my wife. But I eventually acted out that fantasy too. I had her legs up in the air, her knees and feet together. This put her soft soles right in my face. I kissed and licked. I waited until the very end to use her feet this way because I knew it would make me come. And come I did. I kept my cock inside her, pumping her full until it stopped pumping. And even after, I kept inside her, until it shrank and slit out on its own. At that point I had done everything I had ever wanted to do to Beth. Cumming in her was the punctuation on what seemed like a lifetime of waiting. And her acceptance of my fetish as I lived it out made it a complete dream come true. Beth is the perfect lover. And still, many years later, those experiences are the most exciting things that ever happened to me. I love her that much.