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The thanskgiving threesome

Two thanksgivings ago I had my first threesome. It was a result of far too much Dr. Pepper heavily laced with coconut rum.

My marriage was pretty much on the rocks at that point. (We ended up filing for divorce 2 weeks later.) We’d invited our best friend over for dinner. A man who was openly gay, yet he and I were having this torrid affair. My ex knew about it at that point. On the surface my ex could be one of the most homophobic people I’d ever met, but deep down I knew he harbored feelings he wasn’t sure how to deal with. I also knew that many of those feelings were directed at this particular friend.

So there we were. So much tension, sexual and otherwise, in the room that a knife wouldn’t be enough to slice through. We’d need some heavy artillery. After many long conversations about all that had happened between the three of us. Our friend had lived with us for a while, the three of us were a happy little family till the day I told my ex I wanted to leave.

I was trying to put my drunken husband to bed. He asked if I would sit with him for a while. Then he asked if I would go get our friend, GB. He wanted both of us with him. GB and I sat awkwardly on either side of him. Not sure what he wanted or what we should be doing. I was running my fingers through the ex’s hair. Trying to soothe him into sleep. He reached for me and planted a wet drunken kiss on my lips while reaching to free his cock from his boxers.

GB started asking my ex if he remembered that he was in the room. Not wanting to take drunken advantage. My ex not only nodded yes, but asked GB to kiss him on the face and neck. He then pushed my head towards his cock. Clearly wanting me to suck him off. (I should point out that my ex was not exactly the world’s best lay, even when he was sober.) I took him in my mouth and began sucking and stroking him the way I know he liked. Sneaking glances at GB nuzzling his neck.

It became a haze of images. My ex wanting to watch GB and I kiss. The ex eating my pussy while GB sucked my nipples. GB holding me while the ex fucked me and rubbed my clit. Other than those kisses on the neck and face there was never any real contact between the two men. The ex wasn’t ready to take that step yet, even drunk. GB and I were more just along for the ride than we were driving any of the action.

There was just too much emotional baggage in the room for me or GB to relax and enjoy it. The ex was just drunk and oblivious. He thinks I had an orgasm. Not because I faked one, just because he was too drunk to notice otherwise. It was definitely not a threesome that you’d see in porn. But it made for a memorable Thanksgiving all the same.

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