While only 13 percent of people have actually done the deed, 64 percent have admittedly fantasized about it, according to a study published in the journal Archives of Sexual Behavior. So, what about those who have actually gone a step further and had sex in a trio, whether as a joining part or as part of a couple? What are those experiences like? We all want to know.
To get the lowdown, we asked eight real people about their threesome experiences and how bringing this fantasy to life affected them afterward. We talked so late into the night that it made sense for her to stay at our place instead of driving her back to her hotel room.
The three of us came together for a group hug and she nuzzled my neck. It was all the encouragement I needed. Our hands and mouths were everywhere at once. My partner was content to watch but in the heat of the moment, I desperately wanted to see them together. I invited him in—with her consent—and we switched back and forth between each other.
I was overcome with emotion—positive emotions. I truly felt like my heart expanded to encompass the moment and their shared passion. My partner and I spent a lot of time checking with each other—and her. Specifically, I felt excluded once or twice—not from their play, but from knowing about it. We were fortunate that our threesome ended so well. We had dinner and plenty of wine and started playing silly games. I remember being invited to bed by a couple—I had never had a threesome—but I was curious.
He was very respectful. His girlfriend and I came and we fell asleep. Everything was so surreal. But it was fun. Sort of like a bucket list I was happy to check off. Most of them took place during my late teens, early 20s, and before I reached age It was something spontaneous after having alcohol and listening to music.
The other women never came by my place again and when we were together socially at events, it was as if it never happened. This went on for a long time, like, maybe forty minutes. There was no sex. It was just a weird experience. We never spoke of it again after it happened.
Eventually we broke up for unrelated reasons. It was a loving, friendly experience. It only happened that one time. She and I still write and text with the occasional phone call. I also said it would probably never happen. A guy started chatting me up, and he seemed nice. Turned out, they were best friends. However, they both decided to roll with it. None of us lived within walking distance, so we ended up hooking up on the stairs to the basement.
I ended up with bruises at even intervals on my back—right under my butt, mid-back, and neck. But both ended up backing off for the sake of their friendship. He was a hot, older surfer dude. The threesome started out really well.
We were all about it and all a little drunk. After a while, though, it started getting awkward and weird. Eventually, when we got back from vacation, we hashed it out. Luckily, after a year or so we reconnected on a closer level and now things are back to normal. It was a really eye-opening experience. I hopped onto the traditional and not so traditional apps Bumble and Feeld and ended up quickly clicking with a gorgeous redheaded goddess in a somewhat open marriage. Plenty of drinks later, the three of us stumbled into my apartment.
I had been a part of a few threesomes before, but never with a married couple, and honestly it was the best one I have ever been in because of how open everyone was, how well they anticipated what each of them wanted, and also because they were both focused on pleasing me. Maybe I just love being the guest star. It Completely Changed Our Relationship