My [M] first actual [MFM] experience…

One of the hottest experiences I ever had was with my ex. We had decided to try out swinging, as a means of trying to “cure” her addiction to cheating. Yes, yes, I know what a bad idea that was in hindsight, but at the time, it seemed like a good idea, and I can’t lie, it lead to some incredibly hot experiences that I don’t regret, even if I do regret the reasons they happened. Anyway, this was our first experience with a single guy, and our first with full sex; before this, we had played around with some petting and foreplay with another couple, but never full on sex.

We met him through this other couple. He was a very nice guy; in the military, fit, tan, decently equipped, and most importantly, respectful and laid back. Let’s call him P. We met up in a city close to where he was stationed, where we had gotten a room, and started with dinner and drinks. He was very flirty with her (We’ll call her A), but also chatty and talkative with me. All in all, we had a great time, so the transition back to the hotel room was easy.

Once there, things got to business, and quickly.

We had barely closed the door when A threw her arms around his neck and pulled him in for a long, deep kiss. I had watched her kiss others before, but this was the first time that it was just me, her, and another person, and the first time that she ever was so clearly hungry for it. And god, I lose my breath just remembering how hot she looked, his hands sliding down her back, over her ass, cupping her close. She started grinding almost immediately, and from his moans, he felt it too.

Finally, they broke their kiss, and she turned to me and did the same. I tried to mimic his motions, and that really turned her on. As I did so, he began to strip down, and seeing this, she began to strip me as well. He moved behind her, and began kissing her neck and shoulders, and his hands moved around to squeeze her breasts as my hands raked deep into her hair, pulling her into my kiss. At one point, my hand felt his as we both played with her breasts, and feeling that, knowing he was pinching and pulling at her as we kissed, had me as hard as I had ever been.

We stripped her, together. He took off her top, her bra, as I sank to my knees and pulled down her skirt and panties. Never one to waste an opportunity, I ran a finger along her womanhood, and marveled at how she was literally dripping with excitement. I reached around her, grabbed her ass, and pulled her to my face, eager to drink of her wetness as he continued to fondle her breasts and kiss her from behind. She leapt at the first touch of my tongue, and soon was rocking against my face. It wasn’t long before she began to shake in orgasmic pleasure. As her first subsided, she reached down, dug her fingers in my hair, and pulled me up for a deep, hungry kiss, tasting her wetness all over my face, my beard.

She all but dragged me to the bed, and he followed. She pushed me onto the mattress, and crawled across it, wiggling her ass at him and smiling mischievously. My cock was throbbing, hard as stone, aching with desire. She looked at me greedily, then slowly drew her tongue from the base of my sack all the way up my shaft, to my head. A thick, glistening bead of precum formed, and she toyed it with the tip of her tongue before taking me into her mouth. I moaned, long and loud.

I looked over at P, and saw that he was hard as a rock too. His piece was a bit longer than average, and thick. He made eye contact with me, looked to her swaying hips, then back at me. I nodded. He climbed behind her, and began to rub his hardness up and down her still dripping slit. The moment his cock touched her, it was like she had touched a live wire. She jumped, and I felt the slightest pressure of her teeth on my rod. She then moaned, and rocked back against him, and from my vantage, I watched as this relative stranger’s cock suddenly sunk deep, deep into my wife.

I almost came right then. It was amazingly erotic, watching her body slowly envelop him, to feel the vibration of her moans against my skin as he filled her up. When he was as deep as she could take him, she paused, panting, trying to catch her breath. Her face was flush and beaded with sweat already, and then he began to pump her, slowly. I pulled back a bit, eager to watch her focus on his cock, and it was glorious. Her breasts swayed with every impact of his body against her, her nipples brushing against my thighs. He began to pump faster, harder, and soon she returned to my cock, sucking harder as well, vigorously pursuing my seed.

But I didn’t want to cum yet. I wanted to see the both of them cum first. Thankfully, it takes me a while to reach a full climax, and though the thrill of seeing her filled with the first strange cock I had ever seen her take had nearly pushed me over the edge, I was able to fight it back. We continued like that for a long time, and then he began to slam into her, harder, faster. His hands gripped her hips so tight I could see her skin turn pale where his fingers sunk into her. She pulled away from my cock and began openly moaning, rocking back into him with every thrust. Finally, he cried out, pulled his manhood from her body and a long, thick stream of cum shot from his body, all across her back and ass. She pressed against him and rocked some more, milking shot after shot, that rained down on her until he was spent.

He stepped away, and she looked up at me.

“Fuck me. Now.”

Yes, ma’am.

I got behind her and slid easily into her well stretched body. She still gripped me nice and tight, and I began to pump. It was an amazing sight, seeing his cum start to spill down her sides, dripping from her body. I reached forward, touched his seed. Rubbed it into her back as I plowed. He took my place, and she took his member into her mouth and cleaned him as I pounded her, hard. She began to cry out again, cumming for the third or fourth time, and as he began to grow stiff in her mouth, I felt myself reaching my own limits. I moaned that I was about to cum.

“In me!” she cried. How could I say no? I erupted, deep in her body. My body shook, wracked with orgasm, as I pumped load after load of my cum inside her pussy. She came again, and finally, I pulled away, my cock done but not softening, still too excited from everything to abate.

I wish I could adequately describe how marvelous she looked at that moment. She looked back at me, her hand wrapped around his cock, that glistened with her sex and saliva. Her body shimmered with a coat of cum, her pussy dripping with my seed.

“I love you,” she whispered, and then she turned back and took him down her throat.

We took turns on her all night. We tried many different things, many positions. We came several times, before exhaustion took us. In the end, when we were clearly spent, he gathered his clothes (though we invited him to stay) and made his way out. She crawled up next to me, her body still slick with cum. She laid her head on my chest, and passed out into sleep.

My cock throbbed. I needed one last release. I reached down, and pumped myself as I looked at her. Her beautiful, glistening body. Her ass, red from all the friction. Her legs, still dripping from all the cum inside her. I released once more, and fell away to sleep. It was, indeed, one of the hottest experiences I had ever had.

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2 comments on “My [M] first actual [MFM] experience…

  1. Just my two cents, but if you’re writing about sex, I’d avoid the Barbara Cartland-ish way of using “womanhood” and “slid easily into her well stretched body”.

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