Old Man and the Threesome  1 of 4

Old Man and the Threesome 1 of 4


Marlene told me you sometimes fantasize about a threesome, Candy said as she handed me the dinner dishes she finished scraping. I arranged them in the dishwasher.

So that's why she had seemed distracted during dinner. I had wondered what she had been thinking about.

She told me all men want a threesome, she continued. Do you?
I didn't directly answer her question.

Probably a lot of men have imagined it at one time or another.
What about anal?
What about it?

It's something else you haven't brought up. Do you fantasize about that, to.

You must have forgotten telling me you thought it was disgusting. Have you changed your mind?
No, but Marlene said that even though most women hate anal, their husbands still want it.

How does Marlene know all this? She's a lesbian and Candy ignored my question.
Do you know her biggest turn-on is making love to a straight woman, like you?

Yes. She said she used to think about ways to get me in bed, but when I married you, she gave up. A couple of months ago, she thought of the threesome.

What did you say I said I'd tell you this means you're interested.

No, it doesn't.

Did you tell her no?

I wanted to see how you'd react, that meant she didn't say no. I waited to see what she'd say next.
Marlene said to tell you that anal could be part of it and did you tell her that you'd be willing to do anal?

No.

So she's offering her ass to me and I tried to make the question sound crude.

I didn't say that. Maybe she thinks she can talk me into it. I don't know.
Well, you can tell her I think she's the hottest piece of ass in the world except for one, and if I was ever interested in anal sex with a lesbian, she would be the one I'd choose.

I'll tell her, as Candy shot back. I looked at her and saw her face was red.

What's wrong? Are you angry?

You are so clueless. You haven't even noticed that this conversation has been getting me so wet that if you don't come upstairs immediately, I'm calling Marlene. I'm sure she'll know what to do.

At your service, I said, and I dutifully followed her amazing ass up the stairs. It was the wildest sex we'd had in months.

Marlene is a tiny ball of dynamite with a breathy voice in the Marilyn Monroe style. She's slim, but her boobs are big for her frame, and that's where everyone's eyes focus.

Marlene's sexual preference broke the hearts of all the guys in high school when she came out. A lot of her girlfriends dropped her, but not Candy.

She and Candy had been friends since childhood, and they became even closer because of Candy's loyalty. They still get together every few weeks although they travel in different circles. I never could see what they have in common.

A few weeks later, Candy again brought up Marlene and her threesome idea.
So you really are interested, I said.

I told Marlene what you said. She told me yesterday she's sure you've been thinking about it and may have changed your mind. Is she right?

No, and I haven't been thinking about it either, but you have.

Yes, Candy admitted. I don't know why, and I don't even know if I want to do it, especially the anal part. All I know is that when I think about it, it really gets me hot. Like right now. Do you feel like going to bed early?

No, but I'll do it to please you. Liar! I can tell you're hard.

I couldn't argue with her hand between my legs.

The subject didn't come up for a while, and then it returned in a different form.

Marlene thinks you should do it for me, Candy said.
Do what? I said, although I knew exactly what she was talking about.

The threesome, Since the idea makes me hot, she thinks deep down, I really want it, and eventually I'll get resentful if we don't do it.

Do you agree with her?

I'm conflicted. When I picture it in my mind, it seems incredibly exciting. But I'm also worried that it could turn out to be ugly and sordid and make me sorry we did it. I guess it comes down to this: I'd be willing to take the chance if you wanted it.


"Well, I don't want it. I'm not going to deny that when you bring it up I get excited -- as you can see. What man wouldn't get hard thinking of having anal sex in a threesome with two beautiful women?

At the same time, I have a bad feeling about it. We both like to try new things in bed, but bringing in another person is far beyond anything we've ever done. If I agree, it will be as much my fault as it is yours if it's a disaster. I can't hide behind 'I told you so.

I stopped and thought for a second. People say you should always think before you talk so you don't say something stupid. In this case, I should have kept on talking because my instinct was right. By stopping to think, I said something that I came to regret.

I won't say no right now. I'll think about it some more and give you my answer in a week. Please don't bring it up again until then.

For the next week, I didn't approach Candy for sex, and I think she was scared to approach me. It wasn't a pleasant seven days, because I realized almost immediately that by agreeing to think about it, I'd already given in.

I tried to find a good enough reason to shoot down the idea, but neither Candy nor I are religious, and it didn't violate any of our ethical beliefs.

Candy stayed out of my way and said nothing. Sometimes I saw her looking at me, and I wondered why she didn't tell me to forget the whole thing. Wasn't it the man who was supposed to be interested in swinging and kinky sex and the woman who was supposed talk sense to him?

The week of deliberation ended on a Friday, and when I told her I would go through with it, she said Marlene would be coming over the next night. I figured Marlene had coached her to set up the date quickly before I changed my mind. That night I approached her. I could tell she was dying to have sex, but she turned me down.

Marlene said we shouldn't do anything tonight so we will both be horny as hell tomorrow.

When Marlene showed up, she was wearing yoga pants that looked like they were painted on. Her butt jiggled with every move she made, and she was almost spilling out of her halter top.
She was smiling a mischievous smile. She looked like a schoolgirl who had just gotten away with smoking in the girls' room.

Hi, Jed, she said in her perky, breathy voice. Are you ready?

I guess so, I said and walked up the stairs. I had an uncomfortable feeling in the pit of my stomach. In the bedroom, Candy and I looked at Marlene nervously while she smiled.
First, we're all going to undress really slowly," she said, walking around the room, We can look at each other's bodies to get more excited. I'm turning all the lights on. Meanwhile, I'm going to explain the rules.

Number one, Jed, you are not to touch me. Only Candy is allowed to touch me. Candy can touch you and me, and I can touch you and Candy.

Number two you will both do exactly what I tell you to do. All three of us are going to come, but it won't be simultaneously. I will determine when it will happen.

Wow! I like what I see.

She was looking at the naked Candy, who was wearing an expression that said she would explode if she didn't have sex soon. I knew that expression well.

First, I want Jed on his back on the bed and Candy between his legs.
As Candy and I followed her instructions and my ambivalence disappeared as soon as I felt Candy put my dick into her mouth. I was hard immediately.

He's ready, said Marlene. Take your mouth off his cock and lift his legs up in the air.
She walked around the bed behind my head.

Now push his legs back toward me. That's it. Do it slowly, because we don't want him to pull any muscles. That's far enough. Good, I've got them.

I felt Marlene's hands close around my ankles. They felt surprisingly strong and grasped me tightly. I looked up, and I was face-to-face with my hard-on. I jumped or I would have if I had been standing up. Lying down with a woman pulling my legs behind my ears, it was more like my whole body jerked and my head snapped back.

Marlene pulled my legs further back as she spoke to Candy.

Push some of those pillows under Jed's ass and lower back as I pull his legs off the bed. That's it. Perfect.
Now take his hands and pull each arm down across a leg and push each hand under a thigh. That locks his legs in this position. It's called the Viennese Oyster, and it's usually the woman who's in it, because, as you can see, it opens her up for deeper penetration.

As the women moved me around, I felt like a human pretzel. Marlene pulled my ankles so wide apart behind my head that I thought I felt a breeze across my asshole.

Marlene continued instructing Candy.

Put some pillows behind his head to push it up a little more. Now get on top of him in the sixty-nine position. I know his legs are in the way, but open your legs wider.

When you sit down on his legs, your weight will push them down until his face reaches your pussy. Do you feel it yet? Good. You can't see, so I'm going to adjust you so you are right over his mouth.
I heard Candy squeal. Later, she told me while Marlene was moving her body, one of her hands accidentally, on purpose, stroked her open pussy, right across her clitoris.

by nutbuster