Our Second [MFM] Threesome – In A Car

**Jump to the large title below if you just want the story. Enjoy.**

The players are in the first post, linked below – I won’t fill too much space here, but Rex and I are both big guys, over 6′ and fairly solid, and Liz is 5′ 5″ and petite, auburn hair, freckles and a body that just demands a power-fucking.

**The Events:**

* [The first is here, where Liz demands our first threesome with Rex.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gc96ut/our_first_mfm_threesome_she_asked_for_it/)
* [The second is here, where she rides us both in a car after teasing us from the back seat. ](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gcl42e/our_second_mfm_threesome_in_a_car/)
* The third is a work in progress, the time Liz asks who was going to fuck her – and we did.
* The fourth is a work in progress, where we spitroast Liz in her bedroom.
* The fifth is a work in progress where she, on our engagement night, demands that we DP her.

**The MFM Rules:**

We had no rules except that I always came second out of Rex and myself, just because that became our thing.

## Our Second MFM Threesome – In A Car

The Massage Goddess: Jane, Pt. 2 (FF)

At first, after turning over, I felt that familiar exposed feeling. Dani worked on my feet, which was divine. She also kneaded my hands, which felt far better than I would expect. She even massaged my scalp, which nearly drew me to another orgasm by itself.

Now, she is rolling her hands over my belly, side to side. She works from the tops of my shoulders down to my waistline. When she reaches my large mounds, she climbs up and cascades down. She gives a little extra attention to my nipples as she passes by.

Once she touches my nipple, I yearn for her to focus there. Sure enough, Dani knows, and detours back up to my chest. Closing my eyes, I see flashes of the beach, now at daytime. This memory had been tucked away, and I had completely forgotten until now.

We lay in our lounge chairs in our villa, overlooking the gulf. It was morning, before the buzz of the villagers and tourists began. The beach was mostly empty, except for the occasional early riser strolling along the shore.

The Massage Goddess: Jane, Pt. 2 (FF)

[Colin](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/gb4lvz/the_massage_goddess_colin_the_college_boy_fm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

[Jane, Pt. 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/g9vwum/the_massage_goddess_ff_sensual/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

At first, after turning over, I felt that familiar exposed feeling. Dani worked on my feet, which was divine. She also kneaded my hands, which felt far better than I would expect. She even massaged my scalp, which nearly drew me to another orgasm by itself.

Now, she is rolling her hands over my belly, side to side. She works from the tops of my shoulders down to my waistline. When she reaches my large mounds, she climbs up and cascades down. She gives a little extra attention to my nipples as she passes by.

Once she touches my nipple, I yearn for her to focus there. Sure enough, Dani knows, and detours back up to my chest. Closing my eyes, I see flashes of the beach, now at daytime. This memory had been tucked away, and I had completely forgotten until now.

We lay in our lounge chairs in our villa, overlooking the gulf. It was morning, before the buzz of the villagers and tourists began. The beach was mostly empty, except for the occasional early riser strolling along the shore.

Lisa stories. She takes me on an adventure.

I’ve posted this on the gentlefemdom sub, among others, before. I’m not sure if this sort of thing is popular here. Let me know.

I came home from work coughing, which isn’t unusual, because of allergies. Lisa looked at me. “Are you sick?”

“Of course not. Just the normal.” 

“I’m going to have to take your temperature. I was able to buy a thermometer today.”

“Sure.” It sounded good to me because I was worried I’d maybe been infected. Masks had only become available a few days earlier.

“Go ahead and shower.” That was something I did every day before and after work. I didn’t want to get Lisa sick.

After I showered I came out of the bathroom naked. She was sitting on the couch and patted her lap. “Lie down here.”

I laughed and said, “Yeah, sure.  Where’d you put my clothes?”

“You can dress later. First I’m going to take your temperature.” 

I laughed again. “What, you bought a rectal thermometer? Right …”

“It’s all they had. Lie over my lap.”

I looked at her, trying to get the joke. Her face was absolutely serious. “What’s going on here?”

How to Give a Man a Happy Ending [MF, How-to, massage, oral, prost]

**How to Give a Man a Happy Ending**

This guide is intended to help you give your man, and I assure you, for as long as your hands are on him and you follow this guide, he will most surely belong to you, an amazing happy ending massage. I assume you can already give a good massage, so this won’t focus on the technical details of the massage, but rather how to heighten and eroticize the experience. There will also be some short vignettes for the prurient and perverted to read, even if uninterested in giving massages themselves. Enjoy!

**Step 1: Set-Up**

The important thing to remember about the ambiance for a massage is that it should be like correct grammar and spelling. You’re not trying to have the recipient focus on the music, the light, or anything else. It should simply be there to coddle the senses so that they can focus on touch, so that they aren’t jarred out of the experience by anything distracting. Low light and soft music that barely registers upon the listener are best: white noise, nature sounds, and calming instrumental music that flows in one ear and out the other without leaving any sort of impression. Scents are good, as well, but again, should be only enough to keep the mind focused on the massage, rather than drawing attention to the scent itself.

I [M] secretly fucked a married woman [F] at a Jamaica resort

This is a true story that took place about 15 years ago. I was at an all-inclusive resort in Jamaica (not Hedo) for a much-needed week of rest, relaxation, and enjoying the beach and ocean. As part of the all-inclusive package, there’s an “excursion” day, which is essentially a sight-seeing drive around the part of the island where this resort is, including stops to buy chatchke’s from the locals. On the van, I sat across from a couple that looked a little younger than me (40), and struck up a conversation with them–totally innocent and innocuous.

They served drinks at a couple of the stops we made, so by the time we got back to the resort, we were feeling pretty good. We all (the whole van) had dinner as a group when we got back, and after dinner they said they were headed to the resort’s hot tub and asked if I wanted to hang out and keep drinking. Of course I said yes.

Family Dinner (pt. 2) [Incest] [Blowjob] [mf] [Teasing]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g7pcyk/family_dinner_pt_1_masturbation_incest_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Mark sat in his home office, looking over some blueprints for a set of new apartments downtown. This was Mark’s first time being the chief architect on a project as big as this. And while the position came with a lot of pressure, it also came with a raise and a large bonus. He planned to use this bonus to surprise his wife and children with a private cruise, something they had always talked about. Closing his eyes, Mark leaned back in his office chair and stretched. While the transition to online-blueprints had plenty of perks, including the ability for him to work from home, he was beginning to realize it put quite a strain on his eyes. As he resumed his scan of the documents, two hands suddenly covered his eyes.

Mark chuckled, “Who’s that?”. There was no answer, and the hands didn’t move. “Oh, am I supposed to guess?” The owner of the hands kept them where they were. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep my eyes closed.”

Got fucked by my husband’s best friends [MFM]

***Hi there. This is my first time posting so I’ll do my best. This is a true story of my crazy experience with my husband’s friends. I tried to describe it as best as I could. This was the first time something like this happened, but not the last. Depending on the response I get, I’ll write a follow up story.***

My name is Nina, I’m Canadian-Lebanese [27 F], 5 ft 1, 115 pounds, and dark hair. This is the story of me and my husband [30, M, White] and his group of friends.

My husband and I have been married for a year and he is the only guy I have ever been with. Since we’ve been married, my husband has wanted me to get to know his friends better, which I was happy to do. They are a close knit group of 6 guys (including my husband) and my husband is the only one of them who is married.

The first time we were going to hang out with them was at a BBQ. I put on a t-shirt, jeans and flats. My husband saw me and said, “Oh, you’re wearing that?”

Our First [MFM] Threesome – She Asked For It

My now-wife, and partner of many years, recently got talking about the threesomes we had early in our relationship.

I’m one of these people with a memory for the details of things that have happened, really clear memories, but can’t remember names, dates, or what I had for breakfast today – and she’s the opposite. Because of this, she doesn’t remember the details of any of these events, just vague, blurry, pleasurable memories of what we got up to.

I decided to write them down for her – written erotica gets her going, and she’d like to remember more about what we got up to – and thought that this community might enjoy them too.

Other than changing the names for privacy, and adding a little detail you need for context here, this is the first of a number threesomes with an old friend – let me know if you’d like to see the others as I write them up?

## Our First MFM Threesome – She Asked For It

We were at a drinking session at a friend’s house when Liz, my girlfriend of some months and a long-time mutual friend of Rex and I, came to me with a very drunken and very cheeky grin.

Backseat Lover, Part Three – Morning Sex [MF] [cheating] [workplace] [creampie]

“I wish you were in my asshole. It misses you so much.”

I was frozen solid, but my heart was smashing against my ribcage. Standing in my kitchen, one second I was washing pots and pans, the next I am awestruck trying to pick my jaw up off of the floor. Christine’s tight little asshole was on my phone screen, as gorgeous as ever. A single lubed up finger was inside it, wishing I was inside it instead. That gorgeous brown star is practically begging for me to drive across town, for my tongue to lube it up, and for my cock to fuck it.

What if my wife was over my shoulder, and she had seen it!? I peer across the kitchen, and sigh in relief. She was in the living room, feet up on the ottoman, watching *The Bachelor.* She hadn’t moved for as long as I was cleaning the kitchen.

Truth be told, I was slowly becoming addicted to the secret meetings, backseat quickies, and the thrill of not getting caught masturbating to the numerous pictures and videos she graced me with. After staring at her asshole for another several minutes, I respond. “I love my cock in that perfect little ass of yours.”