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We were with our neighbor. There was a ton of sexual tension between my wife and him. We ended up drinking and flirting. He and I began rubbing her tits nd making out. She undressed for us and and started sucking our cocks. She sucked his cock while I fucked her from behind - his dick was perfect and a lot bigger than mine. I could tell she was totally into him so I invited him to switch with me. I got on my back nd had her straddle my face - i figured it would drive her wild to have be eating her while he pounded her with his big cock. She came very fast and I shot a load in her mouth. when she was ready he put his cock in her again. While he was fucking i just instinctively rubbed his shaft with my tongue. As he pulled out of her i took the head of his cock in my mouth. He went back and forth between my mouth and her pussy until he finally went balls deep in her and ejaculated. I sucked his balls and could feel his thick cock pulsing as he put his load in her. It was a first for all of us. My wife was so turned on by the whole experience. We laid around afterwards and she continued to kiss us and play with our cocks. I held his cock as she sucked him off - he came again. My wife masturbated watching him sucking my cock. We sat back nd jerked off together until we both shot another load. She continues to totally get off seeing me with another guy.

The first time was playing with another couple, the women are bi and wanted us men to suck one another after a swap. Did it to make them happy, and it was good. Later with another couple, the husband had already cum in my wife's ass, while I was in his wife's pussy, but hadn't cum. My wife joked that I should now stick it in his ass, his wife agreed. So I withdrew from her cunt and finished in him. It was hot enough that I got hard again not much later and bum fucked his wife too.

Some times I feel like a slut, sometimes I don't . . .

Good, bad or meh? If a couple, how did your wife react?

Update post: A couple of months ago, I posted seeking some advice regarding my shy wife’s a few new experiences. We both are originally from South Asia and almost two years ago moved to Europe. She is Muslim and used to be quite conservative with her living and dressing style. Since being here, she has become just a little bit more adventurous with her dressing style. I always encouraged her and also she enjoy going to parties. At one of those parties, she met a guy (say Adam) with whom she kinda hit it off. They danced, chatted and became cozy with each other. They remained in touch and subsequently they again met in another party a couple of weeks ago. They decided to go on a small day trip to be away from the known surroundings. For me it was a mixture of anticipation, nervousness, caution- everything. Here is the update after that. It was her first date ever with someone apart from me. She had already been close to him in a couple of parties (as I mentioned before in my posts), but nothing extraordinary happened. Although it was quite clear that they both liked each other and enjoyed the company. So, they fixed their first date for last weekend. She went to meet him at around 11:00 and returned home before 19:00. I had to wait until it was the night to get to know what exactly went down. Before she went out, I joked with her that Adam would definitely want to kiss her, which she said not much chance of happening. So I asked her that how far would she willing to go. She just replied that she’d just want to spend some time, enjoy the company and see how it’d turn out. At night gave me the detailed account of the day and here is how it went: She was a little nervous in deciding what to wear as she didn’t want to look too fancy yet nice. Finally, she decided to wear an angular sleeveless top (like halter neck) with a fitting stretchy pant. Underneath she wore a nice pair of thong; while as under the armpit the top was a little deep cut, she wore a regular bra. They took the same train to the city next to theirs, but from different stoppages. After getting down from the train, at around 11:30, they met over there at the station. The greeting was apparently cordial but simple, only a hug, and no kiss even on the cheek. They directly went to a festival and spent some regular cozy time without worrying someone known might spot them. After having lunch, they went to a park to enjoy a little bit of sun. At that stage, Adam asked her whether she told me that she was spending the day and having a trip with him. When she said that I know, again he asked whether I knew that she went out with him like a date, to which she responded again in the same way. He then asked whether she’s in an open marriage type of situation, which she responded to by just saying that I always encourage her to explore her sexuality. After the conversation, right there while chilling, he kissed her on her lips the first time. She told me later that she was so shy and nervous that she didn’t reciprocate. It was the first time she felt someone’s lips on hers, who wasn’t me. Within a few minutes, he kissed her again and this time she kissed him back. Then the kisses went on for a while (she actually loves kissing a lot) and those were quite hot and passionate with tongue and everything. Then they walked around the city a little and at around 16:00, went to the train station for the return journey. This whole time apparently countless kisses happened between them, with which she was visibly shy but happy with. On the train, they stood near the door as it was only a half-hour journey and exchanged numerous kisses. After asking I came to know that being outside, while kissing, his hands didn’t get much adventurous apart from occasionally grabbing her ass a little. They both down at Adam’s stoppage as she needed to take another train or tram to her stoppage. At that point, he invited her to his place for a coffee, which she declined. But, figuring out it was a weekend and the next train would take a little while to arrive, she then agreed for the coffee and went to his place which was just a minute or so away. After getting to his place, he turned the tv for her while he made coffee. When he saw that she was still wearing her shoes, he just asked her to take them off and relax for a little. Right after she took off her shoes, she turned around and felt that he had gently grabbed her. Instantly they started kissing and fell on the couch. He was on top of her and kisses were way steamier than before. He started kissing her lips, shoulder, arms, everywhere. Over her top, he continued kissing her belly and her tits. She told him to stop but didn’t actually want him to. In a couple of minutes, she regathered herself and figured she should leave. She pushed him a little and sat down to catch her breath figuring that was it. At that point, he kissed on her lips again and went on top of her on the couch for once more. She told me that she didn’t know what happened, but over her pants, felt his throbbing cock being rubbed onto her pussy. At the stage, she couldn’t control herself anymore and just kept enjoying the kissing and rubbing. Suddenly she felt that under the armpit, into her low cut top, reached his hand inside her bra. He was grabbing a tit of her and kissing. She didn’t know what happened and the next thing she noticed that he had unclasped her bra inside her top. She remembers that she took her hands higher and Adam just took both her top and bra off. She said to me that she couldn’t believe that she was with another guy while being half naked! He kissed and fondled her tits for god knows how long. She grabbed his cock over his pants and kept stroking it. Afterward, when he started sucking her tits, she knew that she had to stop; otherwise, she’d do everything. She barely got up in time for the next train and dressed up. He mentioned that she was leaving him in such a state, but didn’t want to rush it. After she had dressed up, he grabbed her tits inside her top under her armpit for once more. They just exchanged a short kiss and she ran to catch the train. Upon returning, she made me wait until it was the night when she was extremely shy to tell me about the things that happened. She said that it went way too far and never expected this from herself. Still, she can’t figure out why she agreed to get to his apartment in the first place. I have assured her time and time again that if she had enjoyed it, there was nothing wrong. She says that she definitely enjoyed everything a lot, but is feeling a guilty and shy afterward.

What's the best way to get over the fear or apprehension of fooling around with the same sex in a MMF threesome?

A MFM is NOT about you OP, it's about her. If you two guys do it right and focus their attention on your partner, most incidental contact will go unnoticed.

"I think the percentage of people who genuinely have no interest in casual, promiscuous sex is vanishingly small and can largely be chalked up to hormone imbalances." I would disagree, particularly for people who are married and mature. I know many married couples who wouldn't stray even if their most favorite fantasy person were to lie naked before them. Oh, I'm sure those people fantasize, but they would never, ever take the first step to adultery. And I believe those people are in the majority. People like me are somewhat rare. But a lot of those people like me inhabit this board!

Wish I'd thought to say that.

Maybe he just had erectile problems if neither of you got him hard. I would think most male recipients of oral sex will achieve an erection whether a man or woman is blowing them, unless they have an E.D.problem.

Our answer is a bit different. We were born in the early 50's, grew up through the 60's, and so on. Like so many in our generation, we sensed that we didn't resonate well with several prevailing social norms--the prohibition against casual nudity, the prohibition against even mild public displays of affection, many double standards around sexuality, etc. Unlike so many in our generation, we didn't just "go through a rebellious phase" and then align with prevailing norms. Rather, we thought carefully about our values. Our first step into alternative lifestyles was via social nudism. With each successive step, we asked ourselves, "how does this next step fit with our values?" This has proven a durable approach--we are now together for 44+ years.

We thought we would be jealous, but we were not. My wife is quite popular, so my only jealousy is that she gets more interest and action than me. That's the breaks, I accept it.

Note that I'm a male and my perspective is probably completely different. When Mrs. EastInWest and I met, we were friends first, then started meeting for coffee/drinks frequently. We got close, learned more about each other's personal lives, and eventually things got romantic and emotional. However, we didn't know if it could ever be serious, so we didn't stress exclusivity, we just thought one of us would move on eventually. It's a long story, but after we'd been carrying on like this for over a year, we had our one "experiment" where she ended up topless in the back of the car giving head while I gave the guy and his friend a lift to their hotel. It wasn't planned, but she'd had a few drinks and I'm a bad influence. It wasn't hard to see. It was, however, insanely intense. I don't think there could possibly be a drug that would do the same thing. At first we both struggled to give them a little privacy, but that didn't work. I was frustrated at how few stop lights I was getting until I finally just pulled over to join his friend in enjoying the show. He was working her with his hand and she was moaning heavily, constantly on the edge of climaxing, made prolonged eye contact with me a few times (wondering if I was OK, she said later) and I could have cum right there in the driver's seat looking at the way she was looking at me. The feelings were mixed and confusing but none of them were bad. I did have a brief impulse to stop the action when I realized he was going to cum, but I didn't actually want to. It was just a passing, instinctive thought, competing with the urge to masturbate (which I also didn't actually want to do, knowing I'd waste the arousal). I was as hard as I could ever remember being and what I wanted was to see her finish her good work and get her home to the hotel to take her roughly and unload inside her. When he finished, there was a lot of cum. I watched and listened while she gulped twice, but she didn't get it all. I saw her lift her head up, breasts in his lap, and a lot of it ran over her lips and down his shaft. She was on her own high, too, and just stared at the wet cock in her hand, breathing hard. It was completely obscene and very enjoyable to me. She told me later she was just in shock that she had even done it and didn't know what to do or say. A bunch of other stuff happened, but I don't want to turn this into a short story. The point is, none of this ever felt negative for either of us. I took her back to our room, she was in a daze, we went at it in the shower then finished in bed, she came very hard repeatedly, then we passed out, slept through our alarms. We ate breakfast like that hadn't happened, then finally we're drinking coffee and she says, kind of nervously, "I really had fun last night." We talked about it for a while, got her over her worries about what I might be thinking, and she expressed some shock that she didn't feel guilty or grossed out about what she did at all. We didn't talk about that again for years, until we started talking about the idea of actively getting into swinging a couple years ago. I think what made it so harmless (where it could have been an emotional disaster) is that we were on exactly the same page: I was already relatively adventurous, she wanted to be more adventurous, I was supportive of that and wasn't interested in holding her back at all from enjoying everything. She knew it and I OKed (and instigated) things as they went along, we communicated that we were OK and it was good to go ahead, so there was never much room for me to feel like my boundaries weren't being respected and get offended. I don't know if that helps. When I start describing that story it's hard not to be excessively detailed because it was a crazily vivid experience.

It was never difficult for either me or my wife to see the other having sex with someone else. We had been married 18 years the first time we had a couples swap, and it was with our best friends. After it happened, all we could talk about for the next couple of weeks was doing it again as soon as possible. That couple got divorced but we are still friends with her and her 2nd husband who knows we have played with her. We have continued to play on a regular basis with her ex husband.