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Our first time i had been talking to the wife for about a yr now about watching her suck another guy ever since i found out she had been fucking her boss and that he had a really thick cock i had wanted to see her take one she had trouble taking my 8 thick cock she was a virgin when we 1st started going out and niave about sex i had been teaching her everything and since she had been sheltered her whole life by her parents she wanred to experience what all her friends had been for a while i walked her through how to suck dick how to jerk on a coock what cum tastes like had to tell her she'd eventually like it but she wouldn't relax and just let things happen and her pussy was so tight it hurt like it was trying to peel the skin off my dick and that was one reason she had given for not liking to have sex vaginal so when i found out this guy had been fucking her for a few months and how thick he was i made her tell me everything they did where when how how many times and she told me he would get on top of her and force her legs to spread as far as they could to open her up then he would force it in slowly asking if she was ok to go on or to stop cuz she was having to tug on the sheets and kinda yell out well she didn't like doing that so she put pillow over her face so no one could hear her she said she would tell him to keep going cuz she would get super wet then once in he would let her get used to it then start pumping her a little at a time till he was doing full strokesi couldn't believe what i was hearing i wanted to know how his dick felt i know it was tight on my cock his must of been being choked back then i noticed on 2 diff times that after she had gotten hm fr work and we had sex that i could barely feel her pussy so i thought some thing was up but had no proof so once she used a trick he taught her she used on me i knew someone had shown her how to do this with her tits till yhis day if i meet him im going to thank him and shake his hand for showing her how to properlly use her tits most girls never know how but any ways we had been talking about 3sum she just thought i was trying to be sneeky and blackmail her but after about a yr we were. Playing around witth sildo and me in her together i had took some sexy pics and i had given her 3 names of guys who might be good to join us during our role playing she was getting bolder and more confident about what shed do well i told her i showed one friend her pics she didn't believe me and i was making it up but i also told her he had theem she wanted to know y i said u know he's jacking off to them and she didn't believe. Me but the phone rang it was him and it was late when we hung up i told her he said he brought pics back there on my car windshield so i got them from where i had them and went out side like i was getting them and went back to bed with them now she didn't know what to think except to ask me what he had said when i told him so now i knew i had her close and i had been talking with him now cuz he was now over daily due to his getting divorced and so i started holdinng back on sex for 2 weeks and she has been used to getting some practically daily so now she's bugging for some dick so one nite my friend and i were up and she had went to bed it was hot out so she only had on panties when she was out for sure i ask him if he wanted to see her naked so we go into room and i. Pull sheet back he's ckin it out i asked if he wanted to grab her ass now he's getting nervous about getting caught soo i tell him watch this go sit in the darkest corner and watch so he did i climb in bed and start touching her and once she figured out what i was. Doing she woke up and pulled her panties off and starts fingering her self whiile im all over her now she wants to suck dick i lay down she goes down fingeringg her pussy good making good noise all rt in my friends faceso i start telling her i brought someone hm with me and he's waiting for her to go get him she thought it was just us role playing so she starts talking about what she'd do so after a bit i started telling her realky someones here she finally believes when i told her who it was and tbat he was already in room she kinda stopped and looked i called out to him to say something i had to tell him 3 times before he. Did then she felll on bed and covered her self and he says it's to late for that i've seen everything already close up so i pull sheet off and she just lays there naked with us staring i tell her he was just going to watch bbut she. Didn"t feel comfortable i said y not she. Goes whats he goinng to do u know he's going to get. Turned on so i. Say he'll jack off if thats ok with u and she. Keepa talking about thats crule sending him off like that so i say what about u sucking his dick then and she goes only if he wants me too after that i fucked her and he got his cock sucked for 3 nites before he got to fuck her and she was so hooked that we fucked4-5 nites a week for first 3monthsthen it lasted for 10 yrs

We only play together. For us and for many we know, it is about our sexual connection with our spouse. We want to do things with our mate, enjoy pleasures with our mate, be intimate with our mate playing with others, look deeply into one another's eyes are we share like experiences. For us, we cannot connect in separate rooms. To each her/his own.

For those who want to know, while the sex I had with David and Red was mostly one on one and our love deepened among the three of us in those early days (before Clair and Lora), the MFMs we had became more about just the sex, the physical pleasure, like a celebration. Our first DP was one of our weekend meet-ups, I was riding David cowgirl and Red came up behind me and put it in my bum, and then it was a kind of thing.

I have been wanting to respond to this topic for a while, but knew it would be somewhat long and take some time. When I first became non-monogamous, I had no idea where it was going, but never thought it would lead to an MFM. I had broken up with my ex-fiancé Red and moved out of our place to live alone. But we still liked/loved and saw each other, went out and got together for sex, which was really good. I wasn't looking, but then met David, handsome and technically oriented like me, the man who would become my husband. We started going out and afterwards I did what seemed to me to be the natural thing to do and went to see Red to discuss what was happening, how I felt, and where things were headed. Red was hoping for us to reconcile, but he was very accepting of my decisions. After talking, we would have sex make love. I was honest with David about my recent breakup with Red, that I had strong feeling for him but realized that we were too different (he a creative artsy type, me an engineer; he unconcerned about money, me more ambitious with desires for a stable family life) to make a long-term go of it. David was more than a good listener and tolerant of what most guys would find off-putting conversation - he was genuinely empathetic, concerned, understanding. As I saw David more we both felt love and an incredible physical attraction, and after several dates started having sex. After the first time fucking David, I did what had become my routine and went back to see Red, told him everything including how good it was. Then we fucked. I really enjoyed it, but yeah, I felt like a cheat, a slut, a pervert (two guys! How could I be having sex with two guy? ). Not long afterwards at the beginning of one of our dates, David said (not "asked", but "said") to me, "You're still sleeping with Red." (I recall exactly that he didn't say "fucking" or "screwing," but used the gentle term "sleeping".) I thought, this is it, it's over. Instead, David said that it was ok with him, he knew that I still had feeling for Red, and it didn't affect anything between us. I was stunned, my mind had been quickly going through the pleadings and promises that I would make to David, but now it was reeling in another direction. So began me going between two men, one with whom I was getting ever closer and one I couldn't let go of. They both knew about the other and I now felt unbelievably loved, powerful, appreciated, confident. What could make them love me so much to agree to this? And it all seemed so natural, so right. After about another month, David called and said he was on his way home from the office and asked if he could stop by my place on his way home. I hesitated, and David again immediately picked up on what was going on and said, "Is Red there, I'd like to meet him." Once again, the usually quick minded Petra didn't know what to say and feigned confidence and enthusiasm, "Sure." I told Red that David was stopping by and he reacted mildly with "That'll be nice." It was like five minutes of terror for me, once again not knowing what might happened. When they met, it was a sign of what was to follow - despite all of their differences, they got along and talked about things they did have in common, which thankfully did not include me. So now, not only was I seeing two men, fucking two men, they were both openly in my life including the three of us being together. It was as if it were meant to be. The three of us almost never went on dates together, it was always either David and I or Red and I, but we seemed to be getting together more and more for practical reasons like shopping or helping to fix something. Now to the point of this thread: one Saturday morning the three of us were at my place after I had been out of town on business the whole week. I was unpacking, doing laundry and was looking pretty grungy, I thought. David asked Red didn't I look good, and asked if I was wearing a bra. I hardly ever at home because I hardly have tits. Unusual for him, David's talk got dirty, he asked me to take off my shirt, I did and he asked Red something like isn't that the most beautiful thing you have ever seen? Red said yes, and David asked me to get closer to Red. I didn't know exactly what the plan was or even if there was a plan, but we were, to use a cliché, all on the same page. David stood back as Red and I took my clothes off, I sucked his dick as he played with my tit, then his clothes came off and we went at it. Hard. After we both came, I started having having fears and doubts again about David. I mean, not only was what to David I thought only an abstract thing, he now saw me do it, not just sex, love making, deep kissing. I looked at David he invited me over and kissed me. Affectionately. He pushed me down onto the bed, on my back, and began what had become our foreplay routine of him licking my clit before we go at it. I can only take so much of that before I want him inside me, and it happened. All that messy sloshing and squishing, and a second ejaculation in my vagina right after I had one from another man. And what a lot of orgasms. I had no fear or doubt now, it is clear that David loves me as I am, which includes my love and sex with Red. I never thought I could exceed my earlier feelings of being "loved, powerful, appreciated, confident," but now I did. It would have been great to have continued the day with the three of us, but Red had an important appointment to go to so it left David and me. The rest of the day and most of Sunday was David and me. We didn't talk about the threesome, again, it all just seemed so normal and right. David left in the afternoon on Sunday, I threw the additional laundry that we had generated into the machine and went to Red's place to talk, and screw. After that first time MFM, we never planned any, they just sometimes happened (although once we moved in together we would occasionally do it as a ritual, especially vaginal/anal DP, which I love). Mostly my love life with Red and David were conducted separately, although there were plenty of sloppy seconds. It was not long after we got to this point of what seemed total openness and honesty that David asked me to marry him with the thought that he didn't want to live without me and he had never been so sure of anything in his life. My first MFM was the highlight of my sexual life (and one of the top of anything in my life) until I was confident enough to let hubby start playing and I had my first FFM and opened up to my Lesbian side...

Our was totally unplanned. Hubby and I were experimenting with anal play at the time and we were using toys to simulate dp. We talked about how great it would be to have two real penises but it was nothing more than pillow talk for our own titillation. Then one day on holidays we were at a resort in the pool very early in the morning and there was another guy there. He was clearly checking me out and hubby and I played up to that. Then as bold an bold could be he came up to us and said it would be more fun with a third and asked if he could kiss me. We told him to f**k off. But after hubby and I had a chance to talk and he was totally into the idea I swam up to him and planted a big kiss. 20 minutes later we were in his room and didn't leave until very late that night, It was a one time only thing and we didn't have another swinging experience for 12 years which was only a month ago. We're older, more mature, more established and more comfortable in ourselves and our relationship now so that experience a month ago has opened up this whole lifestyle for us now. Don't be shy now, we'd love to hear your story.... or anyone else's for that matter.