Truths, Dares, and hot wax: A [MFM] Threesome

**Background:**
For those stumbling upon us for the first time, my name is Matt and I’m friends-with-benefits of u/Fun_in_Love (Aly and Sam). I won’t get into descriptions of us as you can see PLENTY of skin in our post histories. Feel free to check us out and then return to the story!

Our history, briefly: we met in February 2019 when I responded to their r4r ad. Since then, we’ve been having threesomes and one-on-one sessions (Aly and I) as well as foursomes (a few MFMF andMFMM). There is another upcoming foursome, but this story is about our most recent threesome.

**Last Saturday:**

Aly and I have started new jobs since the summer began, so our one-on-one time has taken a hit. As a result of that though, we’ve been getting together more often as a trio as all of our schedules align for some night and weekend shenanigans. Last Saturday was one such case, me joining them for beers and working on a house project that I offered to help with. Due to rain, we found ourselves inside playing games instead. The first was an innocent whodunnit. I won and accepted a kiss as prize before using the bathroom, only to return to find Aly digging out a Truth of Dare card game that I picked up last year for us. We sat on their couch, Aly between her husband and I, and started playing. We’ve played this game a couple times before and some of the cards are lame, but this time we hit a groove of interesting Truths and exciting Dares.

Me (drawing a card): “Okay, this is for Aly. Truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

“What part of me were you first attracted to?”

Aly was thinking about it, while Sam said, “His hair. You said he had great hair.”

“On my head or like my body hair?” I asked.

“On your head,” Aly responded. “But it was your smile. When you walked into the bar and saw us the first time, you had a such a big smile on your face.”

I did, that was true. On a very cold February night, I walked into a bar to meet them for the first time, with all of our hopes being that we’d hit it off and go back to their hotel (they didn’t live here at the time). When I first saw her, I was stunned. She was more beautiful than her posts here even indicated. You see a lot of her body after all, but I see her face. Her eyes, her smile; the look she gets when she wants you, the playful and mischievous smile; that was my first exposure to an intoxicatingly woman who’s since become one of my best friends–and the best fuck of my life. You can read that story on my profile.

It was Sam’s turn. “Truth or dare?” to Aly again. Obviously we were going to gang up on her tonight.

“Truth.”

“What song do you most want to have sex to?”

“Like a Wrecking Ball. ” (by Eric Church)

“I knew it.”

“It makes me want to fuck.”

“I fucked Caitlin to that song,” Sam admitted. Caitlin was one half of another swinging couple they played with a few times last year.

Aly hit him. “You fucked Caitlin to my song?”

“We were in the kitchen and she had the apron on. They had that counter, remember?” The only thing I could assume Sam meant was that they had a counter the perfect height for bending someone over. Or perhaps there’d been many sessions on that counter and it simply earned its place.

“Yeah,” Aly said. “The apron was a good move on her part.”

“The song was a good move on *my* part,” Sam said. Aly slapped him again and then went to put the song on their speakers so we could listen to it as we continued. Obviously she wanted some mood music.

Now, to be honest here, I’m forgetting a couple minor dares. I do remember a truth wherein Aly asked her husband where he fantasized about fucking her, and he responded his office. Well, his *boss’s* office. Sort of anywhere at work. Aly got that look in her eye and that smirk that said, “Just you wait…”

We hit a string of dares after that. Sam chose Dare from my draw, and I broke it to him that I’d have to pour hot wax over his body. I figured we’d skip the card, but Sam and Aly lit up as they remembered the same thing.

“Go get the hemp candle.” Aly went to dig it out while Sam told me about this candle which they hadn’t used yet. The wax becomes a massage oil.

She found the candle and Sam lit it. The candle even came with a tiny spoon to ladle the liquid wax with. Sam took his shirt off and lay on his back. “The card also says I have to massage it in.”

“Aly can do that,” Sam said.

I poured a tiny bit of wax over Sam’s chest. He gave a small jerk of shock, but immediately groaned and said, “Damn, that feels good.”

I poured several more ladles of it over his skin as Aly proceeded to massage the wax into him.

“This stuff is awesome,” he said. “We should bring this when we see Mandy.”

Mandy is a friend of theirs who lives out of state, but visits periodically. They’ve had a few threesomes now and they’re considering adding me to their fun–which again, guys, is totally up to you! I’m down for it if all of you are, but I’m also WAY content with Aly alone.

“You should,” I encouraged them, regarding surprising Mandy with the wax.

It was Aly’s draw, and I chose Dare.

“Choose one part of my body and massage it for 30 seconds.”

That was easy. She still had all of her clothes on. Sam and I were in shorts or briefs with our cocks pressing hard against the fabric. It was time for Aly to lose the top.

We took off her shirt as Sam went to fetch more beers. I reached for the wax again. Aly gasped as I poured the liquid over her breasts and proceeded to massage it in. Her tits are massive, more than a handful, and it seemed like it’d been forever since I was able to appreciate them in my hands. My fingers pinching her nipples and evoking soft cries of pleasure from her. Also, spoiler alert: she is thinking of having the second one re-pierced. Since I’ve known her, she’s only had the one.

Massaging her breasts went on way longer than 30 seconds, but Sam hadn’t come back from the kitchen yet. I stood up, and the imprint against my briefs must have been too much to resist, because Aly leaned forward and pulled at them slightly, allowing the head of my penis to slide out. Her mouth enveloped me. She sucked intensely on me for several seconds, not nearly enough of them, before standing and leaving me there as she went to find Sam. Offhandedly remarking “You feel extra thick tonight,” as she left.

They returned and we made it through another round which I forget, but then I asked Aly, “Truth or Dare.”

“Obviously Dare.” This game was hinging on nothing at this point, and we were waiting for the card that would send us upstairs.

“Discover a new erogenous zone on the back side of my body,” I read. She moved from the couch so I could lay down. Her mouth trailed kisses up my back, sending shivers through me. I figured she’d go for my ass, but instead she was kissing my shoulders. And, lo and behold, it really was a new erogenous zone for me. Having her tongue around the base of my neck, for whatever reason, was really doing it for me. And then I felt movement and knew the inevitable was coming. After all, they’d each had their turn…

Hot wax dripped over my back. I squirmed at first, but Sam was right. It felt very, very good. And the sensation drove me further into an already peak state of arousal. While Aly did this to me, Sam was fingering her, perhaps even licking her, from behind.

One last card. Sam drew. “Kiss me down my body and…” something, something, I honestly forget the card. What happened was that Sam was on his back, his wife kissing him and then moving down his body, as directed, until she was finally releasing his cock and sucking him. I’m bi and I’ve been getting the urge again lately to suck cock myself, so I knelt down towards Aly’s mouth as she bobbed eagerly down Sam’s dick. She put a hand on the back of my head and pushed me towards him. He let out a groan as I swallowed his length, probably giving him an entirely different style of head. I use a lot of tongue when I give head. Like, **a lot** of tongue. For quite some time Aly and I slobbered on her husband, passing him between us without using our hands, making out over his cock. When I stood up, she continued with him.

With her ass tilted up towards me, I did the only sensible thing and pulled her panties aside and drove that extra thick cock into her. I’m normally a slow-at-first, each inch at a time kind of guy, but I knew Aly was wanting to be filled. I saw that look in her eye. That look only Sam and I ever really get to see.

She cried out as I slid in fully, her mouth releasing Sam’s cock only for him to grab her head and force it back down. I fucked her from behind like that for several minutes as she continued sucking him. Then she spun around and lowered herself onto her husband in reverse-cowgirl. I stood on the couch so that I could use her mouth. Below us, Sam took photos.

After a bit, Sam had to run off to do something, leaving Aly and me alone for only a minute. I asked if she wanted to go upstairs, but she pulled me down, trapped my lips with hers, and whispered, “Fuck me.” I plunged into her again, her legs raised and allowing me to fuck her even deeper. A constant pelting against her cervix that I worried was hurting her, but which elicited sexy moans and cries from her. I tried to stifle them with my lips against hers as I continued fucking her.

Sam returned then and convinced us to give the couch a break. We went to their bedroom. We continued for another hour or so in their bed, sharing Aly between us. I drove into her particularly hard during doggy as she buried her face in the pillows to scream and Sam rubbed her clit and gently played with my balls. She also rode each of us, and each of us had our turn with her on our back, one of us fucking her while the other throttled her throat. In these moments of being spitroasted, Aly builds to a particularly intense orgasm. While I was in her throat and Sam fucking her missionary, he added one of her vibrators to her clit. It went dead after about ten seconds, just as she was reaching the peak.

“Arrrgh!” she cried out.

“Getting the backup!” he said, and he retrieved a second one which Aly took and placed against her clit on its lowest setting, allowing Sam and I to fuck her as she regained her ground. The vibrator went up another setting, and then another. Finally she hit the wave and came, shuddering and shaking. She rolled over, giving up on us in her pleasure, for just a few moments.

I followed her with my own climax. I fucked her more slowly in missionary. Long intense strokes that always send me to the brink. I groaned into her neck as I emptied two days’ worth of lust into her. When I withdrew, I figured Sam would slide in. We try to alternate who gets to experience the sensation of her cum-soaked pussy. But he had other ideas.

He plunged into her ass instead. She was already lubed from some earlier anal, but my cum was also streaming down into her ass, and Sam slid in with little resistance. They fucked for a few minutes as I watched (I love when I get to watch) and then busted inside her. He pulled out and we both watched as she squeezed her double creampie out. Sam took a video of that too.

When I got home later that night, I got a thank you message from Aly, followed by a rather stern: “Sam says you give better head than me.”

“That’s not true. He’s trying to get a rise out of you. But I can give you a few pointers.”

“#%#%#!”

“I’m kidding! How about a competition next time?”

She didn’t agree to it, but she didn’t say *no* either…

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jbkchj/truths_dares_and_hot_wax_a_mfm_threesome