Rough MFM with my boyfriend & ex!

I have written up a couple experiences for this subreddit before and you’ve all been really nice with comments and messages, so let me type up my latest adventure!! It was sort of a wild one. :)

So, hello! I’m Amber. I’m slim, petite, with long-ish dirty blonde hair. I may be 30, but my body never really “blossomed” shall we say – I’m flat chested, with blink and you’ll miss them hips. Hopefully you can get past all that, or just forget I said anything and pretend I look like Kim Kardashian!

Anyway, I also have a great boyfriend, named Shaun. We’ve been together for a while now and he’s very sweet to me…until we get in the bedroom, where he (not always, but often) takes me roughly and tries to push my limits. Annnnd, I LOVE it. He’s also very open minded and we have once had a 3sum in the past.

A few weeks ago, I got a note on Facebook from an ex-boyfriend that I hadn’t talked to at all in over a year. He was a nice enough guy, and was the one who introduced me to hard, animalistic sex in the first place. But, it didn’t work out in the end – long boring story which I’ll skip.

Anyway, his note was just a friendly “what’s up?” sort of thing. I replied. He replied. I replied. During our harmless exchanges, I realized he was being sort of…flirty. I made the decision to tell him I had a boyfriend, so there was no confusion. But I was sort of (understatement) frisky as we continued chatting, so it eventually went like this (excuse me while I copy & paste this part!):

“Haha. So, it’s been nice catching up a little with you. But like I said, I have a boyfriend so you know, dating again isn’t an option. You probably weren’t going for that anyway but I just thought I’d be clear! :) But, if you’re interested in exploring other things, then uhh, let me know. Just trying to figure out where your head is I guess, and letting you know what is and isn’t possible. :)”

After I hit send I read it again and realized that wow – that was pretty blatant. I was thinking 3sum, and just the idea of it made my pussy twitch.

His response made it clear he was up for whatever it was I was offering. I explained the situation to Shaun and he couldn’t get the smile off his face. He was very, VERY up for the idea of tag teaming me with this guy, even though he was my ex. “If it doesn’t bother you, it doesn’t bother me,” he said.

It took a couple weeks to schedule, but on a Saturday night, the plan was that my ex (“Phil”) would come over to Shaun’s place and the three of us would have a couple drinks. If all went well and it wasn’t awkward, then…we’d see what happened.

I’m not sure I’ve ever been so excited for any sexual escapade in my entire life. I told a close gf about the plan and she thought I was crazy – there was going to be jealousy and it would get weird. Well, I was ready to take the chance…to have two guys I trust, who both know my hot buttons, who both love rough sex…focus on me at the same time?! Sign. Me. Up!

So, the evening arrived, and being a bit of a tomboy, I knew that dressing up too much would just make them both laugh, so I went with a tight pair of jeans and a simple, loose-fitting red top, that had a decent V-neck. I did put some make up on, too.

Phil arrived, and gave me a hug. “Hey, it’s been a long time. You still look beautiful,” he said. I introduced the boys and we headed into the living room and popped open a few drinks. Small talk lasted a good couple of bottles. It was all so civilized! I excused myself and went to the bathroom. When I came back, and sank into the couch next to Shaun, the tone of the conversation changed. Phil, who was sitting in an armchair across the table from us, said “So Amber, Shaun was just telling me about you guys…and it sounds like you’ve gotten kinkier since we were together!”
“Oh…you know, I like to try new things,” I teased.
“Like letting your boyfriend and your ex rub their hands all over you at the same time?” asked Shaun, smiling, moving his hand to my leg.
“Well, I’m not sure what you boys have in mind.”
“Scoot over, and maybe we can show you,” said Phil, joining us on the couch. A man on either side of me, hands were on me immediately. My legs at first, then Phil was kissing my neck. Phil’s hand moved to my chest – and pushed down, collapsing the artificial arc of my padded bra. He groaned. Within minutes I was already being ravaged by hands and kisses and tongues. I struggled to keep up, kissing back and forth, and grabbing at their bodies as I could.

Shaun stopped, and said, in between heavy breaths, “OK, Phil, before we do this – there’s two rules. One – if she or I says stop, then stop, right away. No excuses. And two – I know you guys have history and I don’t care. But that’s not an excuse to go easy on her – tonight she’s not your ex, she’s just a dirty little slut. OK?”
Phil looked a little shocked but quickly replied “I am more than OK with those rules. Amber?”
I nodded and said “Yes,” and then I paused, looking for the right words. “I want it.”

A little more groping on the couch and then somehow we stood up and moved towards the bedroom (it was sort of a blur!). When we got there, I expected some kissing and clothes to come off one by one…but what actually happened was Shaun grabbed me by my waist and literally threw me onto his bed. I was so surprised I let out a little yelp. Shaun hopped onto the bed and kneeled next to me. He grabbed at my shirt and yanked it up over my head, then tossed it aside. Phil was around the other side of the bed now and grabbed at my bra. The clasp was in the front and it popped open, revealing my itty bitties. Phil said “fuck, those tiny tits…so hot,” as he grabbed and then sucked on them.

Shaun had stripped down, and was now working on my jeans zipper. He slid me out of my pants and wasted no time grabbing my panties and pulling them down my legs. Holding my undies in his hand, he said “wow, nice wet spot baby, looks like our little slut is excited.” Before I could respond, he had balled up my panties and pushed most of the fabric into my mouth. Phil moved down to my exposed, shaved bare puss and started licking me. It felt so delicious. Meanwhile Shaun was holding my arms above my head and enjoying the view, I guess. After a while he pulled the panties out of my mouth, straddled my chest and offered his cock to me. I sucked him hungrily, while my ex ate me out.

Shaun was thrusting into my mouth deeper than usual and my gag reflex kicked in. I gagged and made a gurgling sound. He pulled out briefly and then plunged in again. “Good slut,” he said.
He pulled out, slapped me across the face and stuck his dick in again. I was raw with emotion and hornier than I’d ever been.

Almost like it was rehearsed, they both stopped what they were doing, and switched places. Shaun lifted my legs up and positioned his dick at the entrance to my pussy. He pushed in hard, and I was well-lubed enough that he slid in deep. He let out a deep groan. Phil was standing beside the bed, leaning over me, when he slapped my right breast. I let out a mini-scream – he’d never done that before. He slapped me again. Pain, but beautiful pain. My other tit got the next whack. I cried out.

“Want me to stop?” Phil asked, smiling.
“No.” I said.
“Good girl,” he responded, slapping my face.
All the while Shaun was fucking me harder and harder. “Shit, you’re so wet…” he mumbled.

Shaun lay on top of me missionary style for a minute, and grabbed my throat. “You like being a fucktoy for two men?” I nodded, as he increased the pressure around my neck. “That’s what I thought. Your turn, man.” Shaun pulled out and released my neck. As I gasped for air, Phil pushed into me – his cock was thicker and felt different – but fueled the fire just the same. “Amber…damn…fucking you…mmm…look at you, flat as a fucking board.”

Shaun seized on the opportunity and slapped my chest. “Are you going to let him talk to you like that?” Shaun asked. Before I could answer, he said “of course you are…of course you are” pushing his fingers into my mouth.

After letting Phil fuck me for a while, Shaun grabbed me by the hair and jerked me up to a sitting position. Still holding my hair in his hand, he looked at Phil and said “it’s time to give this little girl what she really wants.” He sat behind me and lay down so his body was under mine. Phil was still inside me, probably not sure at first what was going on. But I knew immediately what he was going to do and my body tensed up in anticipation. I felt his cock rub around my asshole. I heard him spit behind me, and soon realized he was lubing himself up for me (thank god). Phil stopped pumping to give Shaun a chance to push into my ass, which he did – gradually. Feeling two dicks in me at the same time, I was about to burst. I had felt an orgasm building with Phil before, but now that orgasm’s build had faded and something else was brewing….a bigger wave of pleasure. They found their rhythm bit by bit and after a while were slamming into me ruthlessly. Phil put his hand around my neck and gradually increased the grip – always a hot button of mine, and the combined sensation of the two cocks with his hand and their bodies and and and – it was all too much. I started to struggle for air and my tear glands welled up. I felt my back arch, and I honestly thought I was going to explode or pass out, or both. Phil expertly let my neck go and as he did, I unfurled into perhaps the strangest, longest, most all-encompassing orgasm of my life. I came in waves, that crashed against my consciousness from left and right and below and above. The orgasm was everywhere around me.

When I “came down,” Phil looked concerned and both guys had stopped. “Are you OK? Your eyes had rolled back in your head…”
“Really? I’m…more than fine.”
“Wow. OK…then…let us give you some more,” Phil said pushing deeper back into my pussy.
I heard Shaun’s voice behind me. “Baby, you’re OK, right? We can take a break if you want.” He sounded genuinely concerned.
“I just came really really hard, that’s all. You don’t need to stop.”
“Mmm…well OK then.”

Hearing that, they both went back to beating up my poor pussy and asshole with powerful thrusts. After a while Shaun said “Phil, wanna switch?” but Phil’s response was “I…I can’t…gonna….cum” and he let go inside me, with one hand grabbing at my breasts, the other forcing fingers into my mouth. Shaun grabbed my hair in his hand from behind me and pulled my head backwards, and snarled “take his cum you fucking slut, take it all.” Hearing him talk like that to me was almost as hot as feeling my ex cum in my pussy while my boyfriend was lodged in my ass.

When Phil pulled out of me, Shaun rolled me over into the doggie style position. He kept fucking my ass and started spanking me in between pumps. After a while he was hitting pretty hard and I cried out with each slap. Phil, who had been watching from the sidelines, came over to me and grabbed the back of my neck and pushed my head down into the mattress. He slid his other hand below my neck so he had his hands completely around my throat. I was looking into his eyes as he squeezed.
“I want to see that mascara run again,” he said with a grin on his face. Hearing that, I realized I probably looked like hell…but Phil seemed eager to make it worse. As my boyfriend kept fucking and spanking my ass, he urged Phil on. “That’s it, choke her – choke our little bitch.”

I felt involuntary tears roll down my face as my body searched for air, and the spanking got harder and harder. Phil released his grip on my neck and I gasped, suddenly breathing fully, my head spinning with pleasure. I bucked my hips back against my boyfriend’s thrusts and let out a throaty purring sound. I heard Shaun groaning as he ground his cock deeper into me. Phil was hard again, and had one hand on his cock, jacking himself off. He moved his free hand under me, to my pussy…and began rubbing my clit back and forth. My boyfriend announced he was going to cum, and he grabbed my torso as he unloaded inside my ass. Phil apparently took this as his cue to increase his friction on and around my clit, and as I felt another orgasm boiling, suddenly my face was covered in spurts of his cum. I just managed to close my eyes in time. “Ohh fuuuuck, yes, here you go, here you go” he mumbled as his cum slid down my face. Soon after, I came, a much smaller, almost mini-orgasm compared to the one before, but it left me drained and overwhelmingly happy all the same.

After that, the three of us collapsed in a lump of naked sweatiness.
Kleenex was handed out, and cum and messy mascara was wiped away. As the lust faded, there was tenderness. We laughed and joked. The men who minutes before were calling me obscene names and fucking me senseless, now called me “baby” and stroked my hair.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/473o1u/rough_mfm_with_my_boyfriend_ex