Ive never liked the idea of threesomes and was furious the one time i got tricked into one. Basically, i'd contacted this hunky-looking type on the net and he's said 'come on over', so off i trotted to Kennington, south london, in a state of high excitement...
the first disaster was that i took off my glasses to look cooler, (so i thought!) and walked right into the wrong house (it was a hot summer), climbing up the stairs to the first floor and taking my shirt off as i went. Seconds later i was running for my life, pursued by a shocked and screaming housewife. Once i'd fled - and tracked down the RIGHT address - my fella came sheepishly to the door. Yes, there was a catch, it transpired. I could have sex with him - but ONLY after I'd had sex with his boyfriend first!!!! eh????? He nudged me towards a closed door. When I opened it, there, spread-eagled on the bed, ass waggling in the air, I saw one of the LEAST sexy guys I had EVER seen - about 15 years older than the other one, and in pretty lousy shape. 'I can't do this,' i protested. 'I can't fuck this guy!' I made as if to go, when fella number one said,' Look, don't go. what if we all do it together?'. I agreed, very reluctantly, and so it was. But i can't say i liked it much, coz there we were, three in a bed, and it was only ONE of the guys that I fancied. The other, I just put up with. That's my suspicion about threesomes - that most times, one of the three has the hots for only one of the other two...