Watching Her Dominate my Girlfriend [FFM]

Anne met a girl and she was enthralled. Kathy was short and fit and very curvy. She had long dark curly hair and was gorgeous. They met at yoga and Anne was instantly taken with Kathy. I wasn’t worried about my relationship with Anne. She’d been my girlfriend for a long time and I’d known she was bisexual for almost as long. Since her bisexuality aroused me as much as it did her, it would be hypocritical to try and curtail it. But I still worried. Anne tended towards powerful crushes. She wasn’t just interested in someone, she fell head over heels for them and the last time hadn’t ended well.

Anne fell for her friend Lindsay. [The three of us had played together a few times.](https://old.reddit.com/user/LordUnderTheMountain/comments/12fdge0/the_housewarming_gift_fmf/) Then Anne and Lindsay had gone on a date, just the two of them. Anne had confessed her growing feelings. Lindsay had listened warmly, told Anne that she had to think about it and then ghosted her. Anne has been heartbroken and I didn’t want that to happen again.

The Housewarming Gift [FMF]

One of the trigger points in my relationship with my long term girlfriend Anne came when we tried to move in together. It was stressful, for a number of reasons, and it ultimately led to us breaking up. The break up didn’t last long, but while we were apart I finally moved in to my own apartment. It was not, by any standard, a glorious place. It was a three story walk up with yellow walls, a stunning view of the parking lot and a very thin floor. My downstairs neighbor was a nice guy but he was frequently tapping the ceiling to remind me that he could hear everything.

That was usually OK. I was happy to have the place, but I didn’t usually invite too many people over. It wasn’t a great place to party. In fact, the first real guests I had, not counting the friends that helped me move, were Anne and our friend Lindsay. [The three of us had recently had a couple of confusing, but ultimately very exciting threesomes.](https://old.reddit.com/user/LordUnderTheMountain/comments/1251qaw/reconciling_with_my_girlfriend_fmf/) Anne and I were back together as a couple and the two girls were spending a lot of time together.

Reconciling with My Girlfriend [FMF]

My girlfriend, Anne, and I had broken up. But we kept running into each and the previous [night](https://old.reddit.com/user/LordUnderTheMountain/comments/11vrams/breaking_up_fmf/) we’d had a threesome with Anne’s friend Lindsay. It hadn’t finished the best possible way, as Lindsay had run out afterwards. She thought of herself as completely straight and had been shocked and horrified that she had an earth shattering orgasm on Anne’s tongue.

So, I was more than a little surprised when the girls came over to my house the next night. They brought some wine and some food and we set up a little picnic in front of the TV while we watched a movie. Very little was said.

When Lindsay went to find a bottle opener I asked Anne what the hell was going on.

“Lindsay and I talked. We decided that we have the potential to be really good friends and that we didn’t want last night to ruin it. But it was still awkward to hang out so we decided that, as the only person who knew what was going on, you could be a buffer.”

“Thanks a bunch.” I muttered. Lindsay came back just then and we finished the bottle in record time. I went to scrounge up some beer before the opening credits had even finished.

Breaking Up [FMF]

During our second year of college Anne and I broke up. The stress of school and work, plus trying to move in together proved too much. We had a lot of acrimonious fights and finally called it quits.

But we couldn’t stop being around each other. It was never really planned, but we just always ended up at the same places at the same times.

So, when we both ended up at party together, it was no surprise. Anne came with a new friend, a girl named Lindsay. Lindsay was tall, blond and buxom. She had spent the last four years in Japan. She was nice, but really out of touch, socially. She didn’t have any of the same cultural references and her reactions to things always seemed…just different. As a result she was very shy. Coming to the party was Anne’s attempt to socialize Lindsay.

Despite our breakup Anne seemed really happy. I was not. I put on a brave face, talked to Anne, even flirted with Lindsay to make Anne happy, and drank myself stupid.

The Wrong Threesome [MFM]

When my wife, Anne, and I first became a couple, we talked a big game about how kinky we wanted to be. But the truth was, we were both pretty nervous and shy. We’d had a few exciting encounters, but it was really challenging to get out of our comfort zones. And it was frustrating.

Anne had a roommate that can safely be described as insane. She was older than we were and smoked an amazing amount of pot. She was also very open about sex. Almost obnoxiously so. She would leave her sex toys out in the main room, or leave porn playing on the TV even after she’d left. Anne was quietly determined to fuck her before graduation.

We had a party at the house one weekend. A ridiculous rager where we bought a keg, then sold drinks to anyone wanted to drop by until we made enough to buy another keg. The house was trashed, it was amazing. We partied, fell asleep, woke up and partied some more. Ultimately we ended up in Anne’s bedroom. The two of us, Jim, a friend Anne had known since elementary school, and the roommate. Both Jim and Anne were flirting with the roommate. But badly, neither was good at it. Sort of randomly, the roommate got up and wandered out.

Watching Her Suck a Strangers Cock [MFM]

Watching my girlfriend sucking a stranger’s cock was more emotionally challenging than I had expected it to be. I’d watched as she’d fucked my best friend and I’d enjoyed it immensely, so I thought I was prepared. But this was a stranger and it was almost infinitely more intimate.

We’d gone to an art opening. Ever since Anne, my girlfriend, had taken some introductory art classes, art openings had become pretty regular for us.This one was great. The art was good and the DJ could really read the mood of the room. The best part, for poor students at least, was the very cheap beer.

Anne and I were drinking heavily and Anne was feeling flirtatious. Every time I stepped away, I’d look back to see her licking the rim of her beer bottle coyly. Even once in a while she sucked hard on the mouth of the bottle and then smiled at me.

At one point I looked over and Anne was talking to a man I’d never seen before. It didn’t look like a comfortable conversation. Anne was blushing and the man was slumped over a little. He abruptly walked away, looking miserable. I quickly asked Anne was that was about. If anything she blushed even more.

The First Time We Shared My Wife [MFM]

“Am I hot?” Anne, the woman who would become my wife, was on her knees. She was wearing a short sundress and looking up at me with big eyes. She was softly, but firmly, stroking my cock, her lips slightly parted.

“Am I hot?” She repeated. The question was so unexpected that I started to laugh. Anne didn’t appreciate it. She got up, smoothed her dress and started to walk away.

“Of course you’re hot.” I assured her. But then I continued. I don’t know why I said the words. “You are so hot that all my friends want to fuck you.”

“They do?” She stopped short, shocked.

“They’ve all said they do anything for the chance to fuck you.”

“Bullshit.” Anne was intrigued by the thought that we talked about her. A small smile twisted her lips.

“No, honestly. Call up any of them and ask if they would come over right now and fuck you.” I handed her phone to her. I was taunting her. I didn’t expect her to take the phone.

“No way you’d let that happen.” She smiled and snatched the phone from my hand. She scrolled through the phone book, found my friend Chris and showed the entry to me.

Being Seen [FF]

Anne wanted to be seen.

While she was at college my girlfriend, Anne, took some introductory art classes, including a figure drawing class. The class went from the basics to still life, then to drawing people and finally to nude models. The models were not, contrary to how it often appears in movies, especially attractive or sexual. The point was to teach the students, not to get them aroused. For the most part the models could be best described as “fit” and then left at that.

Still Anne found herself deeply aroused in every class. Not by the models but by the people watching. She wondered what it would be like to be the subject of such rapt attention, to have so many eyes on you. She started to dwell on the feeling of being exposed, of being unable to hide anything.

It spilled into our sex. She would get me to watch her in the shower, to watch her masturbating on the bed, even to film her. But it didn’t satiate the yearning. I saw her all the time. Nothing was revealed. Nothing was exposed. She needed something more.

When She Fucked Her Sister [FF]

My wife, Anne, grew up bisexual in a very conservative household. She was very confused by her feelings and very hesitant to express herself sexually. Because of that she would fluctuate between being very shy and acting out almost dangerously.

Once she went away to college she started to settle down and figure out her true identify. But it took her some time. She experimented with men and even had some encounters where women watched, but she didn’t have much time to explore that part of herself. She also didn’t really go away to college. She moved out and stayed in a house with far too many roommates. She was only a half hour drive from home.

Anne’s younger sister, Diane, started coming over a lot, just to escape their parents. By Anne’s second year, after her sister had graduated but before she decided on a college, Diane was spending almost every second day there. It was challenging for Anne. She’d never been very close with her sister but she wanted to provide the escape.

Her First Anal [FM]

The first time my future wife, Anne, had anal sex it wasn’t the best experience. She was with her friends, Jane and Emma, in Jane’s basement bedroom along with Jane’s boyfriend Ed. They were gossiping about a girl they knew who’d let her boyfriend fuck her ass. Jane was disgusted. She couldn’t understand how anyone could enjoy it.

Anne, who thought of herself as kinky but who hadn’t really experienced all that much, was indignant. She defended the poor maligned girl and the entire concept of anal sex. Unfortunately for Anne Emma liked to push boundaries. She kept challenging Anne, demanding to know how far Anne had gone, why Anne thought anal sex would be nice, whether Anne herself would do it. Anne kept making bolder and bolder statements, while Jane got more and more disgusted. Finally Emma asked a question that shocked them all.

“Would you let Ed fuck you up the ass? Right now?” Emma had a huge grin on her face. Jane gasped in shock. “Jane will, obviously, never let him, so it’s not cheating. If it would be so great, prove it.”