I was nervous as hell about the threesome. I mean, it turned me on a lot but I was worried that I would neglect my husband or neglect my best friend. I guess I was worried one of them would end up feeling like just some sort of a sex toy for the other two. Well… I got over it pretty quick because they both focused their attention on me!

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. Her mouth sought the curve of my neck, and she began nuzzling and planting a trail of kisses up past my jawline to my cheeks. It seemed like she could sense my uncertainty. Meanwhile, my husband was a lot more reserved than he normally was in the bedroom, contenting himself with running his hands over my thighs and reaching around slightly to squeeze my ass cheeks lightly, and that unnerved me even further.
I was so caught in my own head because, if I’m being completely honest, I really just didn’t know what to do. I mean, there was enough pressure to perform when it was one-on-one, but adding another person into the mix, especially a woman, was rendering me immobile with stage fright. Was I supposed to focus on her, or was I supposed to focus on him? Was I supposed to somehow take on succubus-like powers and service them both at once? It was a strange and unwelcome change that was taking me over, because I’d actually been excited for the threesome before we’d started, and now I was nothing short of a hot mess. I wished I could go back to twenty minutes ago when we’d all been fully dressed and it had just been an adventurous and thrilling idea, because now I was wildly apprehensive. What if I did something wrong? Perhaps even more ludicrous than my obsessive uncertainty was my sudden and intense concern regarding whether or not Carolyn would get jealous. I mean, what if I paid all my attention to my husband without even realizing it? What if she felt like she was nothing more than hands and a tongue who was involved in this simply to make it better for the two of us? I mean, wouldn’t her feelings be hurt? Wouldn’t she get offended?
And then, completely ripping me away from my paranoid thoughts, I suddenly felt my husband’s mouth landing between my legs.