So if you’ll allow me, I’ve combined two stories, my first FFM and my best MFM. I wanted to share the contrast between the two stories. And this comes from a women who told her husband would never have a threesome. My how times have changed.
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FFM
Nervous as hell is at how it started. I starting drinking some amaretto sours (to try to calm my nerves). It wasn’t working. I went upstairs to put the kids to bed and told my husband to set it up. If we were good to go she’d still be downstairs, and gone if it wasn’t. After the kids finally fell asleep I went downstairs and she was still there. Fuck, what was I in for?
They asked if they should make me another drink, I poured myself another. I sat on the couch, kitty corner to the chair my husband was sitting in. A couple minutes later she joined me on the couch drinking her glass of wine. I texted my husband, and he replied the ball was in my court unless I wanted him to make the first move. I nearly froze… I placed the phone down and just sat there and finished my drink. Seconds passed, and she could sense my discomfort. She made the suggestion that perhaps she could give me a massage to help relax me. I jumped at it and said I’d be upstairs.
When I get into our bedroom I stood by my side of the bed wondering just what the hell I was getting myself into. My husband came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me, then pulling my face back towards his kissing me deeply. After we were done kissing she walked in, and asked where the oil was. So I went into our bathroom and got it out. Then she told me to undress and get under the covers. She went into the bathroom and closed the door while I stripped and then slide under the covers. I am so fucking wet I can barely contain myself. I lay down and cross my arms under my head and take a deep breath, this is actually happening.
She comes out and begins to give me my massage. She talks and teaches my husband different methods in which to touch me, and works her way down my back and arms and shoulders. Deeply massaging into my neck and upper back. Then (since I am laying on a bed not a massage table) she climbs on my back to more deeply work. I knew if she even just started rocking her hips on my back I’d probably have come. The feeling was so intense being pressed against the bedsheets.
During this my husband is watching, and helping a little. Playing with my hair, occasionally kissing me. After my back, she moves off and begins working on each leg. Pulling the sheet up just under my ass, and working on my leg. Then moving to the other leg, staying professional. Once she finishes my back she pulls the sheet up to my neck and asks me to flip over. She says that she’ll work on my legs while my husband works on my chest. She teaches him different ways to massage my stomach, and he plays with my breasts, and kisses me. During the time I’m mostly keeping my eyes closed… Occasionally taking looks at my husband who is watching me with such enjoyment.
Finally I work up a nerve to tell them both that they are severely overdressed. She pulls her dress over her head, and in the light I see her wearing a bra and underwear. She puts her hands behind her back and unclasps her bra. Her breasts gently fall, we are about the same size and hers are beautiful. Then she leans down and removes her underwear and I just lose my breath when I see she is completely shaven. I am not, trimmed, but definitely not shaven. I cannot believe what I am getting myself into.
She asks if it’s okay if she lays next to me. I agree, and she snuggles in besides me. My eyes are closed again, I’m just…. Trying to process the feeling of this sexy gorgeous woman lying next to me. Then she kisses me…. And I about lose my mind… I have never kissed another woman before. Her lips are so soft, I have never felt such softness. I don’t hold anything back, she gets full kisses, full tongue. She tastes beautifully. My husband starts fingering me, slowly I am so unbelievably aroused. After a short while he moves between my legs, and begins sucking and nibbling on my clit. I am ..so nervous about this, being sucked on while being kissed by this woman, I have an amazingly difficult time cumming. But it feels so utterly amazing being kissed and touched while my husband fucks me with his mouth. When finally I do come she has placed her breast in my mouth and I’m just so completely overwhelmed and blown away with the feelings that come over me.
Moments later I tell my husband to lie down. I know one of his fantasies is to eat out another woman while I ride on his cock. I’m not quite ready to do this, but I do tell her to climb on his face. She obliges, and I watch him take those first tentative licks on her pussy. Then pull her legs down to his face and full succumb to her body. I watch for a little while, then decide to take his cock into my mouth. Not that long after she cums all over my husband. I can hear her halted breathing as his tongue cleans every bit of the cum escaping from her pussy.
My husband then brings me over to kiss him, and I do, knowing that he wants me to taste her on his lips. We kiss, and her taste is distinctly different from my own. Eventually he pulls her over the edge of the bed, and then decides to fuck her. He is on his knees and slowly rubs the head of his cock on the outside folds of her pussy, getting himself wet. When he slides himself in her…I truly don’t know what to think as I’m watching my husband fuck another woman. I wait a little while and then lean over her, and begin kissing her. I slowly kiss each of her breasts. And then I’m in awe when in just minutes she cums all over him again. I wish I could do this, I cannot cum with just penetration alone. Then he pulls out and lowers himself to clean up every bit of cum from her pussy. She moans and moves a bit, and I got back to kissing her some.
Then she says she wants to see him fuck me. So I move to the end of the bed, and he takes me doggy style. There is no hesitation, whether it’s from her wetness or from my pulsating pussy. They both are wanting me to try to come again at this point. He’s fucking me, and she’s got her hands on my clit, rubbing herself over me, and it feels so damn good. But I am too nervous; my body just doesn’t want to allow me to explode. I even try to finish myself off, and while everything I do is absolutely amazing and feels so damn good, I just can’t do it. Realizing it won’t work that way, my husband turns me around on my back and begins fucking my pussy again with his mouth. Again I take forever but the moment when I was able to relax and let it go the feeling was amazing. The entire time she’s talking dirty to me, kissing me, telling me how beautiful I am, and how soft I am, and what amazing breasts I have. I’m kissing her, and grabbing her short hair pulling her face to mine. Rubbing my hands down her body, feeling all her beautiful curves, the curve of her back, and her ass.
Spent, I lie back, and then he goes down on her again. While he’s doing, that, I’m back to kissing her, tasting her. Then I ask her if she gives blow jobs, I assume as much but I don’t know. She says she does, so then I ask my husband to go to the other side of the bed. I tell her to remain on her back, so he can fuck her mouth. She begins giving him a blow job, and I watch for a while.. her technique varies from mine.
She’s lying in front of me, her legs are together. And I’m debating whether I’m going to try oral on her. Before tonight I have never kissed a girl. I certainly have never put my lips on another woman’s pussy. I debate for a while…I still haven’t actually put my fingers near her pussy. I start tracing her legs. I don’t know how to touch this woman at all.
My husband sees this, and starts walking me through how to finger her. How to work on the thighs, and to trace the outline, then to work my way in. I’m still debating, and I still don’t quite know what I’m doing. I trace my fingers a bit around her. But since she is completely hairless, none of the moisture from her pussy is on the outside of her lips. I’m fearful I may hurt her, or stab her with one of my fingernails.
So I finally work up some courage, and gently lick her pussy lips. Tentative at first…. I look at my husband then lick again. Slowly I spread her lips with my tongue, and find the spot. I may not have done this before, but I certainly know where my own is on my body. I gently start sucking, and gently swirl around with my tongue, and use my lips to wrap around her clit. My husband is watching all this with fascination, and then he has her stop blowing him, so she can concentrate on what I’m doing to her. Within minutes she cums. I can’t believe it. It had to have been less than five minutes. I’m running on 20 minutes or more and she came in my mouth in less than five.
I then lay down beside her. And we just started touching each other, kissing each other. We joked around and then talked for a little while. Then I asked her to climb on top of me, press herself against me. She sort of moved on top straddling me a little while pressing her chest to mine. We began kissing heavily again. And rocking together. Then my husband started fingering the both of us while we laid there.
Next, he moved into position behind her and took her from behind. I could almost feel him go in, I could certainly feel her rocking above me as he fucked her. He then asked if it would be okay if he could, if he could finish inside her. …I truly hadn’t given this any thought yet. I became tongue tied, I didn’t quite know what to say or do. We’d already crossed every boundary I thought I had. But she could see my trepidation, and told him to stop and climbs off.
She said she wanted to see him fuck me, and finish inside me. So he lay on his back, and I climbed on top of him. But his cock wasn’t quite ready to finish. (We had already spent three hours fucking on Friday, and six hours fucking on Saturday, and his cock was well used at this point). I took his cock in my mouth, and after he started hardening up I asked her to join me. I knew this was something else he wanted, watching two women working on this cock. After he was hard enough I climbed back on and we started pounding away at each other. She was rubbing my back and I could feel her close. However, it was not mean to be as a major cramp went up through his leg and pretty much stopped that. She began massage his leg to work out the cramp. But we knew that was a good place to stop. But my husband wasn’t done there. He wanted me to cum one more time. So on the edge of the bed I sat as he once again fucked me with his mouth. She lay beside me, talking to me, kissing me. Telling me sweet nothings in my ear, and it was amazing. And again, it took damn near forever but when the full feeling hit it blew me away. Over and over the tides of heat washed over me.
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MFM
This is the story of one of the hottest nights of my life. Where I took control of not one, but two men’s cocks.
I want to remember Matt. Because jesus fucking christ, Matt was my dream come true. He said he’d never done a threesome. I don’t know if this is entirely true, but I chose to believe him. He was married, and had kids. He was away from home on business for a few months and looking to play. He was intrigued by the idea that I was married, and that I had kids, and that we had engaged in threesomes previously.
We exchanged pictures. This man was hot. He was the same height as me at 5’9. But he had a beautiful smooth chest, and he was pretty solid. I wanted to eat him all up. He told me he was cut. He showed me pictures of him smiling. You want to know sexy guys? That smile, that beautiful smile. He never sent me a cock picture, and I never asked. But he sent me his chest, and his legs; specifically his calves. Hmm… he had beautiful calves. I wanted this man in my bedroom. We talked about boundaries. It was a MFM, there would be zero male touching. His goal was to keep me filled with cock all night long. I wanted it everywhere, and I wanted to cum many times. I wanted to cum on his cock, and I really wanted to cum on his face.
He told me loved oral, and he would do everything he could to please me. So I talk to my husband and he agreed to the date. So we planned on meeting. I was so incredibly nervous. Would he actually show. Would he look exactly like his picture. Would the chemistry we had over chat translate in person?
I readied myself in every way I could. Fretting over what I would wear. Settled on a purple corset with matching underwear. Black slacks and a shirt. I remember sitting on the couch waiting for the message that he was on his way. When he did my heart began beating so fast. This was really happening. And what cemented it? He messaged again while parked in front of my house. He wanted to verify what my real name was. Said he didn’t want to embarrass himself. It was perfectly adorable.
I was so aroused. My heart almost in my throat. Then the doorbell rang. My husband got up and met him at the door and walked him inside. As soon as I laid eyes on him I knew I’d be fucking him. He looked exactly like his photos. His smile reached all the ways to his eyes. He looked pleased to see me. We hugged and then I sat on the couch and had him sit near me. My husband sat on the other side of the living room sizing him up. Matt looked fairly at ease. We chatted for a while. I remarked how my heart was racing.
After a while we set a couple ground rules. Condoms would be worn. My ass was solely for my husband’s use, if he chose to. I then invited him upstairs.
***********And so it begins**********
Initially I had them both sitting on the edge of my king size bed. I stared at them for a while, debating how to begin. Up until now this entire moment had been in my control. I was nervous, why so nervous when previously so confident. I sat between the two of them. My husband to the left, Matt on my right. My husband reached around me, drew me to him and kissed me. A soft slow sweet french kiss, filled with hunger. Once he released me, Matt pulled me to him looking for his first kiss. His lips were softer than my husbands. The crazy moment when you think about that first kiss happened in seconds, and I was so turned on. I love kissing, and I enjoyed kissing this man.
I stood, and had them both stand up. The height difference was striking. Matt was my height, and my husband towered over us both at 6’1. I went to my husband first and pulled down his pants to reveal his black boxer briefs. Then I walked over to Matt. I took off his pants, also revealing a black pair of boxer briefs. I laughed at the fact they were both wearing the same thing. I had them step closer to each other, before removing both of their briefs. My husband then removed my pants, and panties. Only thing remaining for me was my corset.
I began with my husband’s cock. Very familiar, a very nice length a girth that barely fits in my mouth. I lick the head, and use my lips to draw him into my mouth and just suck for just a little while, just enough to lube up his cock with my saliva.
Then I turned to Matt his cock shorter than my husband, and smaller diameter. This cock I could easily fit into my mouth all the way back. And a lovely surprise, lots of pre-cum. My husband never leaks pre-cum. With a soft lick I get my first taste. Then relish the feeling as I bring in his head and wrap my lips around his shaft. I feel Matt put a hand on my shoulder, light enough to know he was there. He sucks in his breath, enjoying the feeling of my warm mouth, and lips sucking on his cock. While I’m starting to get into Matt, my husband gets on the floor and crawls between my legs. I then feel his amazing tongue on my pussy, and on my clit. My pussy is quivering just at the thought of this now….. With Matt’s cock in my mouth and my husband’s tongue playing with my pussy, I’m at odds at where to put my mind’s focus. Without a doubt my husband will make me cum so I choose to focus on the delicious cock in front of me. Love the taste of the pre-cum, and I love the fact that Matt likes having his balls sucked. Using my hands to hold his shaft as I trail my tongue down from the head, down the shaft, gently sucking in one ball for a while, then switching to the other . Feel so soft and strange, first time I’ve ever done. I don’t quite know how hard to suck, but his moans, his telling me how good I’m making him feel…hearing him mutter “fuck me….” I think I might be doing okay.
Minutes go by and I feel the familiar build. It’s amazing, usually when I cum on my husband’s mouth with a cock in my mouth, it’s his. This unfamiliar cock instead get’s the pleasure of feeling my hand tighten on the shaft, and mouth sucking on the head as the wave of the orgasm comes over me. My moans transmitting through this new cock. After I’m able to bring myself under control I stand and lie down on the bed. Now it’s Matt’s turn to try to make me cum with his mouth.
With my legs over the side of the bed, Matt kneels down between my legs. He begins kissing my thigh, and I’m adoring the view. Anticipation overwhelming as he gets closer and closer to my pussy. And that first touch, on my already eager clit. Before I lose myself too fully I signal for my husband to get on the bed with me, I want to suck on his cock. This entire night is mine. I want them, every way I can, in every hole I can. So with my husband on his knees, he puts his cock in my mouth. I turn my body slightly to the right, both my legs on Matt’s back. I enjoy every minute Matt’s mouth is over me. I knew he won’t be making me cum any time soon. Brings me back to remembering the first few times my husband spent trying to make me cum with his mouth. Before he learned and memorized every trace of my pussy. The folds, the clit, learning the right moves, how much time to spend sucking, licking, and playing with the hot button. Matt didn’t have the many years of training on my body, but I loved every second of the effort he was putting forth. But god I really did want to cum for him.
Now I wanted to switch it up and have Matt’s cock back in my mouth. I had Matt lie on the bed. Then I crawled in between his legs. I then moved my husband behind me to fuck me doggy style. I loved the feeling of Matt’s cock in my mouth and being moved from behind, rocking back and forth in concert with my husband sliding in and out. My hair rocking, and feeling my breasts swinging. Feeling Matt’s fingers on my nipples. Hearing his moans. And so much time spent on his balls. His cock. Feeling my husband placing his hand between my legs, playing with my clit. After a few minutes with this, it’s time for Matt. I want Matt to fuck me.
I have my husband lie on the bed on his back, and move down toward the foot of the bed. My plan is to continue blowing him with my ass at the end of the bed while Matt fuck’s me doggy style. As I continue to suck my husbands cock, he wraps my hair up in a tight pony tail and he starts to guide my head up and down, just how I like it. Nice and tight, the pain a fantastic mix with the pleasure of knowing I’m pleasing him. I hear Matt putting on the condom. I can almost feel myself getting even wetter about this new cock I’m about to receive. I feel him sliding right in. The power of knowing that I have a cock on my mouth, and pushing back to the cock in my pussy… With my right hand I reach down and put my fingers to my clit. Everything is so smooth and wet, I’m completely drenched. Saliva is drenching my husband’s cock, covering his balls, the inside of his legs, my moans transmitting to his cock. It felt incredible…. But I don’t want him to cum yet. I want him to cum in my mouth, while I sit on Matt’s face.
So now I tell Matt to lie down. I climb up over him straddle his face, and lower my pussy down. Relishing those first tentative licks. This new tongue in this new position with him. I’m more hopeful this time I’ll be able to finish. Then my husband stands on the bed. He’s so tall his arm up on the ceiling. My husband puts his cock to my face and I turn to face him while riding Matt. Repeating how the night began. I’m in absolute heaven. The control. Grinding my pelvis down in this eager mouth. But I don’t know if my mind was just too occupied doing two things…. but I knew I wasn’t going to cum this way. But someone was. I focused all my attention on the cock in my mouth. Using all my familiar teases, and sucks. Firm grip on his shaft, sliding my hand. Sucking, and licking. Him taking a firm grip on my hair, pulling me into him, his cock bottoming out on the bottom of my throat. Until finally he came for me. Firm grip on him until he’s cleaned up. Then I tell Matt it’s his turn.
Matt lies down on the bed as well. He gets my full attention, until my husband starts fingering my pussy. But I concentrate on Matt. My goal isn’t to cum, my goal is to make him cum. I spent plenty of time sucking on his balls, harder still than we began the night with. (my husband won’t let me touch his balls let alone put them in my mouth.) I love getting to play with Matt’s, roll them around in my mouth, my tongue running all over them. Back up his shaft. That delicious head. Pre-cum everywhere. He tastes amazing. Then he cums for me too, and just like with my husband, I swallow every drop, and then we take a break and lie down on the bed. Start chatting for a while, random unimportant things. Until I jokingly ask if they are ready for round two, only I’m wasn’t joking.
My only regret is that neither of them made me cum. Could you?
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