coke fueled [MFF] threesome quasi failure

This was 20 years ago, with a girl I was FWB with, sometimes dating, never really knowing where things sat.

Chrissy. She was intelligent, cute, tall, thin, and bi. She had a surprise for my birthday. Her name was Kate. Chrissy was giving me a threesome for my birthday!

Kate came to my house, while Chrissy was stuck in traffic, or running late, or any of the other reasons she was late to everything. I’d never met Kate up to this moment, but she was very friendly, very flirty, and pretty hot. We talked for an hour, having drinks, and joking that we should just start without Chrissy.

Eventually Chrissy showed up. Kate gave her a huge hug, and we all went to the living room. More drinks were poured, laughs were had, and clothes were coming off slowly.

Hot tub time! Ahhhh. Shit. It’s not hot. The heater died.

Ok, minor thing, back to the house. More drinks, and completely naked now.

Kate’s body was awesome. Tiny tits, nice hips, dark skin in contrast to Chrissy’s pale white, un-tanable skin.

Not so great threesome [MFM] with my wife and a friend

This was some time back, our third threesome.

My wife Casey and I had been talking about another threesome, and were pretty open towards male or female. Or first couple were pretty fun, and with other men. Casey isn’t into women, but was open to a female joining us if it felt right.

Here’s the first place it went wrong. We sort of invited a mutual friend to join us. Not that she was where it went wrong, more the situation. And the lack of communication. We were all pretty intoxicated. We’d been at a few local bars, getting closer to home each time. She had recently become single, after a couple years in a dead bedroom relationship. She came to visit Casey and I (mostly Casey: they’d been friends 20 years).

Mix alcohol, emotions, a free weekend, and what could go wrong?

Third bar, pretty drunk, Erin (we’ll use that name) said she had been feeling really alone, and was so happy to be visiting for the weekend, explaining in detail how many nights she’d spent alone in the past couple years, and how much she’d missed us. Casey kept hugging her, the bartender hugged her, I hugged her, some really hot random girl hugged her… I liked this bar.

Surprise threesome for my wife [MFM]

We met him, Mark, at a club, exchanged numbers, and months passed. Some texts here and there, but nothing serious.

Casey, my wife, is going to be out of commission for a while due to a medical procedure & recovery. We talked about “what do you want to do beforehand?” which led to “another threesome” among other things.

The following day a text from Mark. He’s in another city, but I tell him the deal and we make plans to meet in the middle. I told Casey that we’re going away for a night. No details.

I set everything up: babysitter, packing, booking a nice room, reservations for dinner, even gassed up the car.

Casey and I left after work, her still not knowing what was planned. All she knew was we’re having a fun night to ourselves, though she was curious as to why I picked a place a couple hours from home.

We get there, check in, and head to the restaurant. “Reservations for three?” was the first give away. Casey was curious. Mark walked over a moment after we sat with a “whoa! What a coincidence! look” which was not convincing Casey at all. She realized I’d possibly planned that threesome she wanted…

Consentual Extramarital Fun, Part 1. My wife & her ex boyfriend [MF]

Casey and I have been married forever. OK, not forever, but we’ve been together for a long time. We’ve been open at times, and this was one of the times.

One of Casey’s ex boyfriends was coming into a nearby town. She hadn’t seen him in 15 years, and they wanted to get together for dinner. She asked if I was cool with it, and after a little discussion, I was. He lives in another country, so this is a rare treat. We decided that if anything happened, it would be fine. Just play it by ear and keep in touch. She’d be driving a few hours to meet him, so I figured it would be best if she spent the night & didn’t have to drove home late at night.

Casey spent the following week getting ready. She must have picked out her outfit a dozen times. She packed her bag a dozen times. I handed her a box of condoms and some lube, told her that she has a green light if she wants to sleep with him. This wasn’t our first open experience, but this one was potentially kind of big. They had an intense relationship, and I always thought she still loved him.

Bi experience, first guy, my wife, second night [MMF]

I wrote about the *first* bisexual experience, with my wife and another man… We had three nights with him.

This is the second night, and the lead up to it.

My wife Casey (not her real name, but writing “my wife” seems weird) and I had spent the day roaming around a little town, exploring caves, and enjoying each other. We still had a high from the night earlier when we had that first bi threesome, which fueled some intense sex between us.

While exploring a cave, we found ourselves in a nice little nook, some sunlight streaming in, water trickling, and clothes coming off. We had been talking about our fantasies, experiences together, experiences before we were together, obviously the threesome we’d just had, and things we wanted to try. The sexual tension was absurd, so the cave was perfect.

There was nowhere to really go on the ground, as we were standing mostly in water. I bent her over a rock, spread her legs, and ate her pussy from behind while she just tried to keep her knees from buckling. I went between eating her pussy and rimming her for a minute, before we hear people coming. Fuck. Sure enough, a group of people were coming.

My third bi experience [MMF] (long)

Well, the third person I’ve had a bi experience with. I’ve written of the previous two, and have a just male experience to write about, but this was my most recent. It’s going to be long, there may be typos because I’m writing this on a phone while flying home from a boring business trip.

As before, this was with my wife, while traveling. I’d love to say this is how all vacations are, but really they’re not. I’d also love to say this is how all threesomes are, but again, no. We’re 3 for 7 as far as bi to straight threesomes go… and have had 7 shared partners total in the 16 years we’ve been together (plus we’ve each had a couple solo experiences).

We were out of town for a week, travelling to a town in Mexico we go to occasionally. My wife, let’s call her Casey (not her real name). Casey’s ex boyfriend from ~25 years ago lives there, and we’ve hung out with him a couple trips prior to this. Let’s call him Dave, mostly since that’s his name. Last couple times were just like this. Hang out a couple evenings in a local bar he’s a regular at, have some drinks, call it a night. This night started just like that…

[MF] daily anal play

Some background:
My wife of ~16 years and I have been well into anal sex since we met. There was a lull in our sex lives as we grew our family, but a few years ago we really reignited it.

We shared intimate fantasies. We both *love* anal. All forms of it. It came out that she really liked extra anal attention… and I liked some too.

That moved into expanding our ass play, a *lot.* I’ve taken to a love of being fisted. She’s taken to loving hours of plugs, stretching, rimming, fucking. Hell, half the time we have sex now, it’s just anal (along with clit/pussy stimulation usually).

Now for the story.

A few nights ago, we were laying in bed, talking, kinda stoned, and touching. My hands roam along her body, eventually making it to her pussy. If I wait long enough, it’ll be absolutely dripping by the time I touch it. An added benefit to this is it runs down to her asshole. As my fingers explore her, the moans get louder.