I wasn’t so sure but then I got to thinking. Our marriage is starting to founder. The “on call” is obligatory albeit unpleasant but when you are physically with me your mind is somewhere else. I haven’t had your prick inside me for a month and I need to be fucked by a man. If that man isn’t you then sooner or later it will be somebody else and that will mean divorce and Julie ending up with warring parents, and I don’t want that. I also realised that whilst I crave a hard dick in me I will always need a woman’s tongue on me now that I have experienced it.
So I asked Emma to sleep with you and it was very easy. She rang me on Sunday morning after you fucked her. On Monday evening I fucked her, and she gave me a blow by blow account of what you did to her, and I was so turned on.
After that I wanted to see how you felt about a threesome. I really didn’t have anything to lose did I? Emma told me It would jump start our marriage and that most men can only dream about having two beautiful and horny women in their bed. But now I’m scared you’ll ask me to choose between the two of you.”
She paused and stared at me intently.
“I love you both and I wasn’t going to carry on behind your back with Sambala and let our marriage fail. But what happens next is up to you.”
I gazed across the table to Emma and a single tear was rolling from her eye. I smiled back at her, leaned across the table, and kissed her on the lips. I pushed my pint of beer away and spoke.
“No alcohol for me this afternoon. I have two ladies that will need attention a little later but first I suggest we have something to eat and a short nap. It’s going to be busy night.”
Sambala and Emma looked at each other and giggled.
7
When I woke later it was already getting dark. It was late June, so I figured it was around nine in the evening and we had been asleep for maybe three hours. I lay between the two naked women and became aware that Emma was also awake and soon I felt her hand on my still sleeping prick which rapidly woke up. I turned to her, and we kissed. That kiss was deep and passionate; more passionate than any kiss we had had for some time, and I reached down to between her legs and could feel the moistness.
She looked at me and I could see the need. She whispered urgently in my ear. “Please no foreplay. Like I said, I want your hard prick in me. I just want you to fuck me hard.”
She lay over the end of the bed with her large ass in the air and her arms stretched out in front of her. Between her thighs her orifice was sopping wet and wide open, and my penis slid into her with ease. I moved slowly at first but soon I was pounding her. My prick was rock hard and the sight of her pale white buttocks wriggling as I fucked her drove my lust to increased heights.
She was talking again, and that and the movement of the bed had woken Sambala. She had thrown the sheets aside to show me her pussy as she slowly frigged herself. Emma was her old self as I fucked her.
“Fuck me. Fuck me, Fuck my cunt. Fuck my wet cunt.””
“You’re deep. So deep.”
And finally.
“I’m going to come. I’m going to come.”
“I’m coming! I’M COMING!”
“OHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!”
Then I heard Sambala’s voice. “I’m next Daniel. I want you to come inside me.”
Emma propped herself up on pillows and sat with her legs splayed wide and Sambala lay over the end of the bed with her head between Emma’s thighs. As Sambala licked Emma I pushed my still hard penis into her. She was a tighter fit than Emma and her vagina gripped me snuggly as I fucked her.
As I slid in and out I watched Emma’s face as she watched and felt Sambala lick her whilst being fucked. I could see her passion growing until her mouth opened wide and she groaned loudly. Shortly afterwards I heard Sambala’s soft sigh and as her buttocks tightened. her thighs trembled, and I felt her vaginal muscles contract and relax around me I could last no longer, and I pumped my semen high inside of her.
8
These events happened three months back and if you will forgive the pun, we have settled into a rhythm. Our sex life is varied and exciting. Very rarely, if I am “on call” and not too busy, Sambala and I have “dangerous sex” in the hospital, but more often and at least one evening a week I visit her at home. When I am at home, on other nights, I have a renewed interest in fucking Emma. When I am on call and Emma would have been at home alone and Sambala is not working a night shift “Auntie Sambala” comes to visit. At least twice a month Julie visits her grandparents for the weekend and the three of us get down and dirty. The possibilities for sex with a man and two women are almost endless particularly since folk in a menage a trois are unlikely to have too many inhibitions. Emma doesn’t like anal sex, but Sambala loves it, and Emma still maintains that only a women can lick another woman really well. I’m not sure how true that is. It may be that Sambala is particularly good with her tongue. She gives marginally better head than Emma although I would never say so, and they both swallow.
Sometimes I lie in bed in the dark and think about the events I have related. It is too early to predict where our relationship will go, although my love for Emma and hers for me has been rekindled. I know we both love Sambala, and she loves us in return. We are all very happy for now but what happens next will be another story. It’s likely to be complicated.