Couples Threesomes 4-Pack : Books 17 – 20

By Connie Cuckquean

Naughty bisexual wives are the order of the day here, granting their alpha husbands permission to take on feisty beauties that can give their man the pleasures that they sometimes can't. Read how mistresses get down and dirty as the wives in these bundles watch on, joining in and helping their husbands to the ultimate pleasure of two women at once. If bisexual women and ffm threesomes are your thing, this is for you!
Contains books 17 to 20 of the 'Couple's Threesomes' series, featuring : ‘My Husband Likes Them Bigger,’ ‘The New Gardener Is Our Plaything,’ ‘The Magical Bouquet,’ and ‘The BJ Fairy.’

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Jan 23, 2022
• ISBN: 9781678167660

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Couples Threesomes 4-Pack : Books 17 – 20

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Copyright © 2022 by Connie Cuckquean

ISBN : 978-1-6781-6766-0

This is a work of fiction. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.  All characters 18+.

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About This Book

Naughty bisexual wives are the order of the day here, granting their alpha husbands permission to take on feisty beauties that can give their man the pleasures that they sometimes can't.  Read how mistresses get down and dirty as the wives in these bundles watch on, joining in and helping their husbands to the ultimate pleasure of two women at once.  If bisexual women and ffm threesomes are your thing, this is for you!

Contains books 17 to 20 of the 'Couple's Threesomes' series, featuring : ‘My Husband Likes Them Bigger,’ ‘The New Gardener Is Our Plaything,’ ‘The Magical Bouquet,’ and ‘The BJ Fairy.’

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You must be the husband, she said, extending a hand.

Simon.  And you must be Cassandra, Simon said, and he took her hand and kissed the back of it.

She bunched her shoulders together and giggled.  What a gentleman.

Not always, Simon said wryly.

So how do you want to start? Cassandra asked.

We’ve never really …

I don’t mind leading, Cassandra said.  You’re not my first.

Where did you find this girl? Simon swooned.

I think it was just meant to be, I said.

Relax, she said, and she took my husband’s hand and guided him to the chair on the opposite side of my desk.  You’re in safe hands.

I thought she was going to give him a lap-dance but instead she walked over to me.  She took off my glasses and set them carefully on the desk, then she put her long nails through my hair and tickled my scalp.

I took a breath as I felt her touch on me.  Her sensuality was infectious and I could feel my heart pounding immediately.

Her face moved into mine and she kissed me as Simon watched from the chair.  Her lip-gloss tasted sweet and so did her tongue.  I’d never kissed a girl before but something about how delicate her lips were was making me regret not having done it sooner.

I don’t mind watching, Simon said with a smile.

Cassandra turned to him.  Oh, we’ll get to you, she warned.

The roles had reversed now and Cassandra was playing boss to her two inexperienced students.  Simon and I were much older than she was but she had a confidence that belied her years.  I guess some people just have it.

Cassandra walked forwards and pushed my shoulders back until I felt my ass touch the desk.  I took a glance at Simon who was adjusting himself in the chair.  He flicked his fingers over his crotch and I watched his stiffness change position, settling up along the inside of his thigh.

We’ll get to that soon, Cassandra said, seeing me look at him.  But I want you first.

She kissed me again and as she did so she unfastened the buttons beneath my suit-jacket, one-by-one.  She pulled the bottom of my shirt out from my high-waisted skirt.

Mmm, she cooed, pushing my jacket back off my shoulders.

I looked down at my tits and I couldn’t help but compare them to the bursting bra of Cassandra that sat opposite.

I want these, she groaned, and she leaned her head towards me and started to kiss my bare chest.

Simon was rubbing more vigorously over his cock as he watched on, but my attention was centered on our mistress as her mouth moved over to the cups of my bra.

She bit the fabric and stared up my body.  I felt a sudden embarrassment at how enraptured I was by her, blushing and feigning to turn away but looking straight back the second she planted her teeth over me again.

Let’s be naughty, she whispered.  My shoulders shuddered at the words.

My Husband Likes Them Bigger : Couples Threesomes 17

Me and my husband Simon had a pretty active sex-life.  The both of us had decided against children, which meant our professional and social lives could flourish more than most people can afford them to.  Simon was the manager of a haulage company and I ran my own realty business.

We liked to keep things exciting.  We dressed up for each other, tied each other up and did all manner of things to make it more interesting.  One thing we’d never tried though was a threesome.

One day, I’d tell him often.  It wasn’t as though he was begging to get another woman involved, but I knew from our past that it was one of his deepest fantasies.

There was something else I couldn’t give him either, but Simon would never dream of bringing it up.  I knew for a fact he liked women with big tits and that, unfortunately, was something else I couldn’t provide.

He told me he loved my body and I believed him.  A guy doesn’t get as stiff as that without being turned on and he was regularly ravenous when it came to giving me head.  But whenever I’d caught him ogling another woman or ventured into the saucy search-history of our home computer, it was always big breasts that seemed to be the object of his affection.

Recognizing what Simon was into was easy, but delivering his fantasy had been impossible.  For years I’d been open to the idea of a threesome, but it had never truly seemed possible.  That was, until busty, I.T-whizz Cassandra walked into my life.

I’d interviewed her for the job a couple of weeks back and she was already getting a reputation.  Even in the interview she’d had this devilish smile and I remember being taken aback that she’d left so many buttons open on her blouse.  As we talked I realized that it was merely her personality shining through.  Her resume was damn impressive so I could ignore her revealing attire and flirtatious nature … for now.

I had around twelve members of staff at