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A SPECIAL FALL AFTERNOON- Our first MFM

As we grew older I began to feel that the fantasy had come closer to my hope for reality. So for years we talked about it, but it never got off the ground. Admittedly I was the one who seemed more drawn to putting it into action than my wife tended to be. But eventually we decided it might actually be worth a try. As we had had several out-of-the-bedroom talks about it we got to the point where we felt as though we’d covered our bases. We were both upfront with one another as to our expectations and limits, and as these things tend to be we found that the more control she had over the situation the better.

We had found a gentleman on SLS who seemed as though he might be compatible with us, so as ‘the scout’ I took the initiative to engage in conversation. My wife and I were in no rush, feeling that doing things right was paramount. So eventually we got to the point where we decided to meet him for introductions.

The three of us met at a bar/restaurant located half-way between our homes. The distance from our home was significant enough such that we didn’t feel worried we’d run into anyone we knew, and even if we did there was nothing anyone might conclude from us meeting a friend for drinks and a light supper.

We spent about an hour with Ron. After the first few minutes of the jitters we all realized our fears were allayed. Everyone seemed comfortable in their own skin even though we knew we were meeting to investigate whether we felt enough chemistry to make a more private and intimate date. After dinner we parted company with the assurance we’d be in touch with him if we decided together that this was something we could really do.

Upon returning home, Sue told me she decided that she liked Ron enough to make a date provided she could call all the shots. She laid out in specific detail what she felt she could do and what she couldn’t. So we shared that with him. Though we knew he had far more experience that us, we explained that we agreed that Sue’s comfort was the most important thing. She had settled on letting the 2 of us give her a massage – her nude on the bed under a towel and us in our underwear. Beforehand she told me that she would begin the massage with a small towel over her ass, and her legs would not be parted beyond what they normally would be when lying on her stomach. But she added that if she opened her legs further then that was a signal to me that she was feeling comfortable enough to let us touch her with intimacy exceeding that of an everyday massage.

We actually viewed this next step as a trust-building opportunity. Could she trust herself enough to let 2 men touch her together? Could she trust that Ron would respect our pre-determined limits? All of it felt both exciting and a bit scripted. But even then we realized that the first time out needed to have the groundwork done so to favor success. We weren’t sure we could come back for another try with anyone if the first date with Ron fell flat on its face.

So we agreed to meet Ron at a motel in a town nearby. Everyone was on the same page as far as expectations, communication, and respect for others’ wishes were concerned. Much to my surprise (and pleasure!) Sue found that she was looking forward to the 3 of us getting together. All the communication had settled her nerves and I found that had a calming effect on me as well.

We met Ron around 3 p.m. on a weekday afternoon, a beautiful Fall day. It all went well, much better than I expected.

Owing to my personal problem w/sexual amnesia when in a heightened state of excitement, I wrote the following notes out by hand shortly after our first 3-way.

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Initially, upon meeting in the room, we sat with Ron and talked for a few minutes... Sue and Ron together on the sofa and me in a chair adjacent them. Sue was showered, made up, and dressed in matching purple bra and panties under a robe tied loosely at her waist. She radiated excitement and eager anticipation. She was dressed - kinda - and looked eager for some fun action. It gave me so much joy to see the expression on her face! We’d come so far in making this bedroom dream a reality!

Sue asked Ron how these things generally proceed. He suggested we could sit and talk or begin playing, whatever we wanted. We agreed to just get the massage going, so Sue and I went to the bedroom area of the suite. She took her clothes off and I placed a small hand towel over her bare ass after she laid face down on the bed. The bed was covered with our special blanket. (Great investment that blanket!) We invited Ron into the bedroom area and I suggested that the 2 of them keep communication going throughout.

Ron and I stripped to our underwear then got onto the bed, kneeling and facing one another on either side of Sue, me on her left & Ron her right. The massage commenced with Ron using flat palms in long, light rather quick strokes. I lightly etched her skin with my nails and fingertips. We didn’t really follow any road map regarding style, pace, area, etc. It just kind of unfolded. Within the first few minutes Ron’s hands were swooping in under the towel, and Sue was giggling about how ‘different’ the whole experience was. I noticed early on that she’d spread her feet rather far apart.

Soon the towel came off - by whom? How? - and we were letting our hands wander, alternately breezing over the exposed part(s) of her pussy and working her ass easily. She voiced no protests. When she would lean up on her elbows to turn her face one way or the other Ron took advantage of her elevation to reach under her raised chest and play with her tits. (I didn’t notice this, but she told me afterward). I did remark at how big his dick looked vs mine to which she replied: “There’s no surprise”.

Then Sue asked me to get her pink vibrator and lube off the nightstand. I complied knowing my wife prefers to move things along. She experiences orgasm more easily if foreplay doesn’t go on for too long. So I suggested Ron – as our guest- do the honors.

He moved and knelt down by her spread legs to stream K-Y down her easily accessed ass crack so that it ran down into her pussy. Next, he began gently massaging her pussy with the toy, eventually turning it on while holding it off her skin, then tracing it up the inside of her leg until it began exciting her labia/hole with its humming vibrations. Sue began meeting it with her hips and started writhing and moaning. Her arousal became increasingly animated as she worked her pelvis, hips, and ass to receive and encourage Ron’s efforts to help her feel good. I assured her it was OK to make some noise. Then soon in she came - squirting all over the vibrator, the blanket, and Ron’s hand.

When she finished quaking and caught her breath, I took the vibrator, wiped it with a towel and set it back on the nightstand. By then she had lazily, contentedly rolled over onto her back and was lying face up on the right side of the bed. Ron moved from between her parted legs and laid down next to her on her left. I laid crossways at their feet looking up toward their faces. Ron began fondling his cock, occasionally thumbing its elongated head - he’d remained at least semi-hard from the outset - and Sue began touching his face, playing her fingers thru his beard. She complimented him on it while looking him in the eyes and smiling.

All throughout the entire experience, her eyes were lit up, sparking with the blue hue they exude when she feels good... As if they sparkle with electricity. This was one of the greatest turn-ons for me!

My comfort level re her state of mind was very high. I had worried most of all that she would be uncomfortable. Maybe even extremely so. But those fears were allayed both on the way there in the car and when she greeted Ron at the door. As we entered the room where she waited for her dual suitors it was plain to see from her expression she was calm, confident in her decision to proceed, and even a few steps in the direction of feeling excited.

Again, a huge turn-on. Those expressions on her face may have been the greatest turn-ons I experienced!

Somewhere between Sue coming and then rolling over to be face/tits up, the men’s underwear came off. I think it probably happened while we were rearranging the blanket as Sue was asking to not be lying in the wet spot. His ample cock had been visible during the entire massage as it strained against the cotton fabric of his black underwear. It was easier for me to see than for Sue as she was lying face down before us. She told me later that when he revealed his cock by releasing it from his underwear that it looked fantastic - long, thick, and heavy with a nice downfacing droop to it caused both by semi-tumescence and sheer bulk.

Following her orgasm and As is common for her, Sue exuded post-cum calm. Generally, I’ve noticed that following orgasm she is relaxed, lucid, and very much ‘into it’ She has another sex gear that is remarkable and exceedingly fun to be a part of. (Note: I saw a documentary recently that confirmed many/most women are this way after their first orgasm. That explained a lot for what I’ve experienced with her over the years. No wonder I like going second!) This seemed evident here, too. She did not appear to be anything other than satisfied, comfortable, and evidently was not self-conscious about her nudity. Nor ours.

As she lay nude, face-up with all her femininity on display for both me and Ron to see, she welcomed his advances as he began touching her again, now of the front. As he fondled his generous new-to-her manhood with his left hand, he also caressed her skin, tits, and pussy. This continued for some time. The energy in the room that had peaked then subside after Ron brought her off was now beginning to re-start as Ron fondled her body gently while we both played with our cocks.

During this time Sue returned Ron’s affectionate gestures by lightly touching his face, shoulders, arms, and chest...complimenting him on his features including his mound of reddish-brown pubic hair. She apologized to me for saying so, but said she prefers some ‘hair down there’. Ron explained how he groomed his pubic area: balls shaved, pubic hair intact but confined by his razor to edge limits.

As we enjoyed ‘show and tell’ - looking, touching, and talking - they continued to touch one another. Sue’s advances were mostly sensual while lacking overtly sexual touch, Ron’s left hand slowly but continually stroked his dick while his other hand wandered up and down from her tits to her pussy.

This continued for a short while. Then Sue spread her legs/knees wide open, allowing me a full view of her open pussy and giving Ron access to easily touch and penetrate her vagina with his right hand and fingers. As he probed and explored her hole, she joined him by reaching down with her right hand to play with her clit. They touched both her splayed womanhood and one another’s fingers simultaneously, hands partnered in the pleasure of giving and receiving.

To this writer, much of the fun added to the doing and watching involved talking. It was both surprisingly comfortable and super exciting to tell Sue how delightfully swollen her pussy lips looked while Ron was finger fucking her. Dirty talk with another man in the bed with us...Hell, it’s fun just to write!

This brings the story to the point - the only point - where Sue admonished one of us with a polite but firm ‘no thank you’ that was directed at me. While watching her roll the nipple of her right breast between the fingers of her right hand I suggested she show us how she can touch her tits with her tongue. For whatever reason, she felt compelled to say no. (I mentioned this to her afterward and she reminded me she also said no thank you to Ron when he said it was OK for her to touch his cock).

I realized now that for as much access Sue had allowed Ron (initially we’d assumed the stated boundary of ‘no penetration’ included not getting fingered) and how much fun they both appeared to be having, the better view of her spread open legs was from my vantage point - at their feet looking up toward the head of the bed. So I mentioned this and asked Ron if he wanted to move his head/body - to change position - so he could have a better view. So he eagerly flipped head-to-toe so he could now clearly see right up her open snatch. This is something Sue has fantasized about doing for many years, so it was nice to afford her the opportunity...to let her play it out for real...her doing it and me watching.

A few days prior we had done some trimming down there. I did the work - somebody had to! - and in addition to narrowing and shortening the length of the patch hair, I’d revealed her labia cleavage in removing excess pubic hair so that her slit was easily visible even while her legs weren’t parted as far as they could be.

The move in his position and view had a positive effect on Ron’s libido. The room’s energy because increasingly amped as he upped the tempo and vigor of his masturbating. His swollen hard cock was as easily within Sue’s view as was her spread beaver display in his.

For the life of me, I blank here.

The next thing I remember happening is Ron urgently insisting, “I’m coming! Where do you want it!?” Sue said, “Anywhere!” as Ron rolled to his left and blew his wad on her left inner thigh and knee. Later she told me it smelled sweet, almost like cinnamon.

She let Ron’s cum load remain on her leg and thigh. It rolled in rivulets across her fading summer-tan skin. They both stayed lying on the bed with their heads at opposite ends, their loins close to one another’s faces. Though both were facing up, their bodies were turned toward each other...Sue lightly running her fingertips up and down Ron’s naked body, his hair, his beard. I noticed she had remarked several times how exquisite she believed his body to be, and she described his cock as magnificent not once but several times.

When they had both finished, I stepped up to the plate. I recall jacking off while talking with them both. Ron continued to finger her I believe. They appeared sated, happy, and unhurried as I half kneeled & half stood on the left side of the bed, playing with my smallish hard on. I nearly blew my wad when suddenly Sue reached over and palmed my balls, causing me to cry foul. Her agreement had been ‘equal treatment’ for the boys. She giggled, pleading guilty to the charge of 'breach in etiquette'. Then she responded by tracing her index finger up the inside of Ron’s right thigh which was wide open as he’d parted his legs. She continued until she reached his manly semi-erect dick that was lying in repose on his leg, and she lightly, quickly fingered one of his balls with her finger and smiled.

As I always anticipated, the sight of this made me blow my wad instantly.

After we all felt satisfied and had caught our breaths, Ron left as he had another personal engagement for professional ‘real life’ duties. We stayed behind for a few hours and made out again, this time with fervor and primal urgency we hadn't felt in years! The electricity we felt from our shared passion…it felt as though a whole new world had opened up, a world that had just been waiting for us to step in. Sue commented that I'd been wearing a grin the entire time, a grin so big it nearly touched my ears!

We had a great time. We felt that it all went so well that we would ask Ron if he would be interested in having a second date. And that one would not be strictly scripted.