Look at Her Body! She is New and Fresh! - My First Threesome, Pt. 2
Recently, I shared part one in the story of my threesome. It's time I share the rest of what happened once Beth introduced me to her husband Derek as his 40th Birthday gift, right before our dinner at Beauty and Essex.
Dinner was pretty standard. In the sense that we were at a restaurant and ate food. (It also happens to be one of my Top 10 Sexy Places to Dine in NYC). However, in retrospect, I wonder what those around us must have thought. After ordering nearly everything on the menu…. I do recommend everything on the menu, Derek and Beth changed our seating arrangements. They wanted to sit in a booth. They wanted close proximity. SO they sat me between them, and they both scooted in real close to me. There was no space between us all. Unless they were eating, their hands were on me. The waitress raised an eyebrow but didn't ask questions.
“You're beautiful. I love your hair.”
“Look at her lips honey! And her eyes!”
I smiled and returned the compliments. Derek smelled so good. I had told Beth, I loved cologne. And Beth's skin was soft and yum. I had told her I loved body scrubs and soft skin.
After all the lavish compliments, Beth explained to her husband how she recruited me. She told him of our coffee date and the process of our plans. He seemed thrilled and then he made an inquisitive face.
“Beth, does Jake know about this?” he asked.
Beth made a shy but slick grin, “Well Babe, I tell him everything!”
I looked from Beth to Derek. Who was Jake? Derek leaned in closer to me. “Jake is her brother. They are best friends. She tells him everything.” I raised my eyebrows. Beth giggled, and Derek smiled.
“Beth, does Charlotte know about this too?” he asked.
“Babe! I didn't know how to write an OkCupid profile. I needed someone to help me,” she spilled out.
"Charlotte is our neighbor and a family friend," Derek whispered to me. Derek laughed and continued down a list of names of family, friends, associates and even Beth's yoga partner who were all a part of his 40th birthday plot. Somewhere, there is a collective group of people who know about SLY, her Fro and her ass.
As the evening progressed the conversation flowed, the drinks flowed, the food was perfect, and we were ready for the rest of our evening. On the way to the car, Beth suggested we go out dancing. I reminded them that I didn't have my ID, I looked younger than my age and so it probably wouldn't go over well. Instead, we headed to the hotel.
I wondered if things would get awkward once inside the room. What are the technicalities of a threesome? How does it start? Who initiated first? What's step 1,2, and 3? I mean, I knew what our rules were but how did the seduction start. Dinner was the preplay to the foreplay but with three people, when did we switch into foreplay?
“SLY is a dancer, babe. SLY, do you have music? Can you play some? Can we watch you dance?” Beth asked.
That worked for me. I pulled out my iPod. Quickly made a threesome playlist, that remains on my iPod all these years later, and I began to dance. They sat on the sofa and watched. I think they held their breathe the entire time. After I had danced, Beth stood and started dancing. Derek joined her in a slow dance and then they asked me to join them. Joining them meant me standing in the middle facing Beth with Derek behind me.
And so the next moment began. Beth kissing my cheek. Derek kissing my neck from behind. Beth tracing my arms. Derek smelling my hair. Me grabbing Derek closer. I wanted him to bite my neck versus kissing it. Me tracing Beth's breasts.
We moved to the bed and danced while standing on the bed. Naturally, we began to undress.
I've seen threesomes in pornography and had always aspired for something more sensual, intimate, intense and erotic than what was displayed. Venus and Aphrodite and Isis must have heard my prayers. because the dynamics between the three of us constantly shifted seamlessly throughout the night. First, our attention would be on Beth. He'd go down on her. I'd kiss her breasts. He'd kiss her lips. I'd whisper in her ear. There was lots of touching, and licking and tasting and kissing and breath. Then we would shift our attention to Derek. Then to me.
“Look at her body babe! She is so new and fresh,’ Beth said grabbing my ass.
“What do you mean?” I asked. I thought I was doing pretty good. Were my threesome skills so obviously green? Did I suck at kissing her?
“SLY, for the past ten years, I have only been with Derek. There's been no one. No man or woman. And you, you're his gift and mine! You're bringing new energy into this,” she said kissing my ass.
The sex began again. With us rotating focused pleasure and touch between each of us. Sometimes Beth would get up while I was in the middle of riding her husband. “I gotta pee. Be right back. Carry on,” she’d say. I was amazed. In my head, I thought she’d need to watch every moment to ensure her ego or her heart wasn’t cracked. Nope, Beth would get up to pee or get water or grab a snack. She’d return and join right in.
What I do recall is how talented her husband was. I know that threesomes are a fantasy of many but the reality of a man physically pleasing two women, so much so that they each experience two vaginal orgasms meaning he has the stamina for all of that..four orgasms between two women!?!??!?! That’s not the norm, or so they say. Derek however, was a master. First, he brought Beth to orgasm via missionary style while I laid next to her alternating licks and touch between the two of them. Then me, with us laying sideways, him behind me and Beth facing me. Then Beth with her riding him and then me, while riding him. Then Beth and I decided to give him a break and to let him cum too.
We collapsed on the bed, exhausted, sweaty, happy and full of yum. I remember staring at the ceiling thinking, “How did my life get here?” Not in judgment but in wonderment. How did my life get here?!?!?!?!?!
After a brief rest, I took a shower and put my tiny dress back on.
“You’re welcome to spend the night SLY,” Beth whispered. Derek was fast asleep.
“No. You two should enjoy the rest of your night in this gorgeous room. I would like to go home now,” I told her.
Beth put on her slinky dress and shoes and walked me to the elevator. “I know you forgot your wallet. I have cash, so we will put you in a taxi. You think $75 is enough to get you back to Brooklyn?” she asked. “Too much,” I said. Once outside, we hailed a taxi, Beth slipped the money into my hand and then hugged me. “I had such a great night,” she said. “Me too,” I whispered in her ear.
Beth stood on the side of the road until my taxi was out of sight.
I never looked back.
That’s the story of my first threesome. I was Derek’s 40th birthday gift from his wife Beth, and they were mine.
Sheena LaShay is a Wild Magical Woman, Intellectual Sensual Shaman, and Cultural Provocateur. She stirs up controversy and yum by using sensuality, spiritual eroticism and movement to inspire women and men to reach their highest potential. She leads workshops, events, retreats and group trips around the world focusing on community, exploration and openness. She can also be found on for SheenaLaShay.com.
