Episode 2 - Scene 3 "Two For The Price Of One" (Sex Scene: Female POV / Bisexual / MMF Threesome)

Note: Again, this is a sex scene, so it's unrolled. Also, I've tried to make the sex scenes, and what they involve, pretty clear, for the benefit of, both, people who'd like to skip them and others who tend to skip everything in between them. Still, to remove any lingering ambiguity, this scene involves both man-on-woman and man-on-man action.

As she lounged about, with her dressing gown shamelessly open, Helen stroked her belly lovingly. She sighed, utterly content. Her season of love had truly begun and would not end until it was a sure thing, which, for her, meant a baby bump. Victor was making coffee and didn't hear the doorbell, so she was **** to tie up her gown and leave her comfortable position splayed out on the sofa. When she opened the front door, the man who greeted her was shockingly handsome, broad-shouldered but not too muscular with a strong cleanshaven jawline and piercing blue-green eyes, dark brown hair that almost reached his shoulders and a gorgeous smile.

'Good morning,' he said softly, in a transatlantic accent, and she felt her cheeks redden and her loins burn.

'Babe! Who is it?' Victor called, from the kitchen.

'Oh, I didn't realise your husband would be home,' the man said, as he entered their property. She made no move to stop him. Indeed, she wanted him to come, in more ways than one.

When her husband came through, likely wondering why she hadn't answered, she saw a remarkable expression cross his face, one of pure and wild lust. He seemed to shake free of whatever had overtaken him, however, and politely asked, 'who are you?'

The man considered the question for a while, before settling on an answer, 'I suppose you could call me John Smith or Jack something. Yes, how about Jack?'

If her husband was confused by the answer, he didn't show it. 'Nice to meet you, Jack,' he said, smiling, and the two shook hands. The connection was instant and electric, and, soon enough, they could both see Victor's erection poking out from his dressing gown.

'Shall we discuss this somewhere more private?' Jack said.

She had no idea what this even was, but said, 'yes,' eagerly, nevertheless.

'Lead the way to the master bedroom, then, my dear,' he said, and she obeyed. Once all three of them were in the room, Jack bid the couple, 'sit,' and they did as they were told. He began to undress and she drove her hand to her groin in response, masturbating quite openly. She giggled, wondering just what had come over her, and he smiled in response. Once he was nude, she could admire his toned body and perfect skin for only a short while before he wandered over to her and shoved his large, flaccid, cock in her face. 'Get me going,' he commanded, 'both of you,' and soon she and her husband were enjoying a nice nine-inch cock together. It seemed like the perfect activity for a committed married couple.

They began awkwardly, kissing and licking his balls and his shaft but, soon enough, he gave them guidance. Her husband grabbed a handful of her hair and thrust her onto another man's cock and the strangeness of it titillated her. With one free hand, she rubbed her clit and, with the other, she worked her husband's organ. All the while, her moans of delight were stifled by the large cock in her mouth. When she managed to tear a feral groan from Jack, she went wild, sucking and slurping eagerly. Whatever look might've been exchanged between Jack and Victor, she did not see, but she most assuredly felt the consequence of it. Her husband's grip tightened and, without warning, he drove her head as far down Jack's shaft as he could. The unpleasantness and discomfort were overridden by her lust, however, when she heard an exhale from Jack and felt his hips buck, ever so slightly.

Eventually, he let her up for air and she was allowed to lean back on the bed to rest briefly, with tears running down her cheeks and salvia running from her mouth. What she saw next aroused her beyond measure, as Jack plunged his member into her husband's willing mouth. Many years ago, Victor had told her that he was somewhat open to a gay encounter but she'd honestly just assumed he was trying to appeal to her liberal sensibilities. Still, it hadn't stopped her fantasising about something exactly like this and, now, she was finally able to experience it. Everything about it appealed to her, the way Victor's fingers dug into Jack's waist and buttocks, the loving way he stared up at their master. Master? Where had that notion come from?

She was given no time to linger on that question, as Jack effortlessly dragged her from the bed by her hair and directed her to please her man in like fashion. To get the best view, she timed her own rhythm, such that she came up just as her husband's mouth came down. In a sense, she got to ensure that it was as pleasurable for her husband as possible and she relished the groans she drew from him and the way Jack's cock muffled and distorted them. Her husband came down her throat - and she obligingly swallowed every last drop - after only a few minutes and, when he did, Jack pulled away from him, giving him time to recover. When Jack drew her back onto his own cock, she felt determined to make him come quickly, lest her husband's feel inadequate, but it was not to be. Jack's impressive member remained as erect as ever, as she worked him. She used one hand to assist her, as the other circled her clit, but it made no difference.

When Victor was once again ready to join them, Jack pulled her away and she let out a pathetic whimper at having been denied his cock. Her frustration was replaced almost immediately, however, when Jack made his intentions clear. He laid her husband flat on his stomach and her eyes went wide. Then, Jack expelled a large gob of salvia - it seemed to glisten and sparkle - into one hand. Helen was rapt with attention and moaned, as much from the pleasure of rubbing herself as from the anticipation of what was to come. Jack then lubed up her husband's arsehole before inserting his fingers. First one, drawing breathless gaps, then a second, tearing out a guttural moan. Jack's cock had not even entered by the time she'd come.

Her legs bucked wildly and her back arched and, just as she came down from the high, Jack entered. 'God, fuck,' Victor called out, his voice wracked by pleasure and pain. 'Jack, I can't,' he started, before a groan overtook his voice. She'd never heard such a noise from her husband and she went over to comfort him, letting him grip her hand for support and stroking his back, as Jack's strokes became more frequent and he plunged more deeply. Soon Victor's moans became less wrought, matching Jack's own infrequent breaths, and he let himself be taken to the edge. When she saw her husband ejaculate up himself, she choked out a cry of pleasure. Jack, however, remained composed and erect.

She eyed the instrument that had speared her husband so well with hunger and presented herself to it, lying back and spreading her legs. He needed no convincing and, within moments, he'd filled her sopping wet pussy with his length. 'Oh, fuck,' she grunted, as tears of ecstasy began to flow and she came on his dick before he'd even got going. He gave her no respite, however, and began to fuck her, hard and fast. She looked into his eyes and the colours seemed to swim. Then, she looked down past his toned abdomen to his groin, where she could see his length slide in and out of her. After letting out a long and shaky moan, she began to stimulate her clitoris. 'Come inside me,' she said. It would've felt like a betrayal except that she could think of only sex and pleasure, in the lustful and almost drunken state he'd put her in.

He answered her by commanding her husband. 'It will work better if you fuck me.' She barely had time to process those words by the time her husband had eagerly complied and taken up a position behind the man who was fucking her. When she saw her husband's hands grip onto Jack's waist and heard the reverent moan that he earned with his first plunge into Jack's arse, she came again. In that dizzy, blissful state, they fucked one another. Time seemed to pass in slow motion and she almost felt as though she couldn't stand it as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure crashed over her. Then, at the moment of her husband's third climax, as he gave what little of his seed he could, Jack came inside her.

In the haze that followed, as she and her husband held on another, Jack whispered a few sweet nothings to them, got dressed and left. 'What came over us?' she asked, a hint of embarrassment finally able to seep through, as she cradled Victor's head and stroked his hair.

'I don't know.'