Free Erotic Stories

The First Time MMF

We talked about it for months. Fantasized about it. I described the moment while we were fucking. Drove her to orgasm with my words while playing with her. I put a dildo in her mouth while fucking her and told her I wanted it to be a real cock. I felt her body react to my fingers, my cock, when I told her what I wanted.

But it was suddenly different when his dick was in my hand. And she was kneeling. And it was about to happen.

We had planned this for weeks at this point. There were candles and music. She was blindfolded and a little tipsy. (She had insisted on a drink near by to bolster her nerves) She was wearing a beautiful dress and her lipstick was a severely dangerous red. We had put a mattress on the living room floor in anticipation of what would follow.

We had literally never done anything like this before. But we had worked all the details out in advance. I had many discussions with this guy on line about our expectations and requirements. He had to be clean, disease free, obedient, bi, and of a decent size. Not too big, but not winky either. This guy was those things.

We met down the road from our house in a parking lot. I called it the Psycho Test. To meet face to face before letting this stranger into our home, was a necessity. He was nice and polite. Not really my type (but I didn't even know I HAD a type then, did I?). We agreed to proceed and I told him to get in his truck and follow me home.

I let him in my front door and went over the final details. He would get naked and I would go get her ready. I left him in the front room and went into the den where she was. The candles were lit and the music was playing. She was beautiful. Nervous. But ready. I told her again that I loved her. And that she was beautiful. And I led her to a spot on the floor where the light was just right, pulled her blindfold down, kissed her again, and helped her to kneel.

I went back into the front room to find my naked friend waiting. We walked into the den together and I told him to stand in front of her. Her dress. The candles. The music. His nakedness. All calculated and planned. I told her to lift up her face so we could see her. "She's beautiful. Isn't she?" He nodded. His dick agreed, so I knew he was as in to this as I needed him to be.

I grabbed his cock and stroked it. And I told my wife to open her mouth. Pulling his dick forward, I put it in her mouth and she began sucking. Like she had mine thousands of times. But this wasn't mine. I was watching my wife suck another man's cock for the first time. There was no hesitation on her part. Her mind may have been screaming, but her body knew what to do.

I told her again she was beautiful. I asked my friend if he thought so too. But she had already started to get in to it. He could bearly talk. "Yeah" I said. "I love when she does that."

That was the beginning of our journey. Good God we have had some good time since. And now a lot if it all blends together. But that was the first time. And I'll never forget it.