My husband, Flick, and I recently celebrated three years since our gateway threesome with the good friend who helped us achieve that originally. I’m so happy that it has never been weird between us since we started sleeping together when it works for all of us—maybe three or four times a year. There’s so much fear that getting sexual with friends will ruin friendships, and I’m sure it’s possible, especially if one party develops feelings that aren’t returned, but we’ve been very fortunate to be able to pull off a sexy friendship transition.
Especially at present, when I’m just coming out of the depths of a depression that had been dragging me down for more than a year, I’m hesitant to attempt to build sexy relationships from scratch. The social effort required to get to know people well enough to learn if I’d want to sleep with them, plus all the time that goes into learning someone’s body and teaching them about mine is daunting, so getting to be able to sleep with people I know I already like, respect, and enjoy spending time with is perfect.
It works out well for her as well as Bex is someone who has no interest in romantic relationships. She doesn’t want the hassle of dealing with people outside the bedroom but also hasn’t been thrilled with the guys she’s encountered who are interested in no strings attached sex. Getting to have a pile of orgasms with people she likes who aren’t going to make demands of her emotional energy is exactly what she’s up for.
For our most recent get together we started the evening with chatting and glasses of prosecco, catching up on what we’d all been up to, without any of the awkwardness that comes with getting to know someone you don’t have a lot in common with. Since we spend a fair amount of time together in non-sexy space, we’ve got a lot of mutual experiences and connections which gives the conversations a lot of easy flow.
When it came to sexy transition time, Flick and I did one of our favourite bits which is to talk to each other about all the things we’re thinking of doing to the other person in order to gauge their reaction. When Bex heard us say that maybe we should strap her down and have our way with her, her reaction was to say, “If you were trying to turn me on, it worked.” Excellent!
We moved into a standing group makeout session, undressing each other as Flick and I sandwiched Bex between us, kissing, biting, and stroking her. Her first orgasm of the evening was achieved in that position as I pressed up against her back and rubbed her clit through her panties while she and Flick kissed, her knees nearly giving out as she came.
Once we had her on the bed, and after a quick consent/safeword discussion, Flick continued to work her clit with his fingers while I stretched a purple nitrile glove onto her hand, lubed up her fingers, and slid them inside me. She fingered me to a huge squirting orgasm as I knelt beside her and while she was recovering from another of her own orgasms, we put leather cuffs on her wrists and clipped her into the bed straps.
Flick made out with her and spent time tonguing her lovely breasts while I ran my hands all over her body, exploring with my nails (and teeth) occasionally to see what would make her twitch and moan. It’s always beautiful to see Flick Top someone because he’s so tender and loving and it fills my heart to overflowing. I felt my own impish sadism rise to the surface as the whimpers she made as I began to stroke her oversensitive pussy spurred me to slide two inside her.
While working her g-spot, I discovered that she was extra responsive on the right side, which pleased my anatomy geek self no end (it’s the left for me). With my newfound knowledge, I was able to get her thrashing under me in the most delicious way as I leant forward to suck Flick’s cock. Multitasking win!
We gave her a short break as I strapped on a new favourite dildo in my collection: the NoFrillDo B from Funkit toys. I angled the ridged slightly right to hit her g-spot more effectively—a fun advantage to silicone dicks—and proceeded to fuck her relentlessly. Flick rubbed his slick cock against my ass crack as I thrust until listening to her amazing noises made me come so hard my legs gave out.
Her legs were shaking a little as we shifted positions and lay down some towels to act as buffer against the rapidly cooling squirt fluid. I continued to run my fingers up and down her body from head to foot and kiss her as Flick grabbed the njoy Pure Wand and stroked the cold metal against her hot skin. We weren’t done with her yet.
Her thrashing intensified once the steel dildo was inside her, and she struggled against her restraints, alternately pulling at them and pushing herself against the headboard to get more intensity from the toy. It was fun to work as a team with Flick and be able to give him tips as to which direction and types of strokes gave her the most intense pleasure. We got to share a pervy user manual to our friend’s body.
We’d lost track of how many orgasms she’d had by the time he was done with her and she had almost no strength in her limbs when we unclipped her hands, propped her up, and gave her some water. We snuggled in close, petting her and giving her a lot of verbal praise for what a good toy she’d been.
It wasn’t until we were in a snuggle pile that I realized one of the things that had been missing through the night was jealousy and it was another big check mark in the friend sex happy column. Most of the threesomes I’ve had with Flick have been with partners we’d had together or people he’s involved with and there were always twinges when I saw pieces of their connection that excluded me. I don’t feel any of that with Bex and I was able to relax and be myself in a way I’m not when those feels are present.
I’d like to do a lot more of this kind of relaxed group sex this year. Flick and I make an excellent tag team and I’d forgotten how much fun it could be to play together with others. I think it might even be worth the social energy making some new friends.