Lisa at The Green Door

My wife and I have been married for over 10 years. She is 5'4, about 130lbs, 34F, and very fit. 
 
We dated for couple of years before getting married. From the very beginning, she was the most sexual woman I had ever met. Soon after we started dating, she started to push me to talk about her former lovers. Slowly, I started to get turned on by the stories and became more and more curious about her past sexual experiences with boyfriends before me. Eventually, we got married, and few years later, she started to throw hints of wanting to raise her score. I quickly got on board and we started to regularly talk about how other men would fuck her and so forth.
 
Finally, during a trip to Vegas, we decided to visit a sex club and she was very excited, although a little nervous. She wore a new tight black dress with red lingerie underneath. We got to the club and just hung out. She was very uneasy and she said she had never been to a place like this. About 30 minutes in, we were starting to talk about leaving, she suddenly pointed at a slightly older guy and said: "Go bring him here." My dick was hard as a rock. I walked up to the guy and asked if he is interested in my wife, he had been staring at her the entire time. He quickly smiled and said, "Oh yes, let's go."
 
They shook hands, introduced themselves and we all decided to find the area with beds and more privacy (so to speak). We found a room downstairs that was only enclosed by a curtain. She told me to go and get condoms so she can get to know the guy for a few minutes. When I came back, they were just talking, slowly, she walked up to me and started kissing me. Once I let go, I gestured to the guy to go ahead; he quickly moved in on her. They started making out, he started kissing her all over the place, slowly, she dropped backwards on bed and pulled him on top of herself. 
 
He lowered her dress and started sucking her big tits. She asked me to join in. We each had a tit in our mouth and we were both fingering her pussy at the same time. Slowly, I moved down and started eating her pussy. She is always fully waxed like a porn star. As soon as I stopped eating her pussy as she came, he went down and started eating it. Slowly, I moved back up and she took my dick in her mouth. 
 
To our surprise, a crowd gathered and four other men wanted to fuck her. She shook her head but they all watched her get pounded. 
 
The guy that went in there with us, quickly got naked and tugged at her red thong. She took it off and handed it to me. This whole time, she was playing with my dick, it's about 5.5". The guy was much larger, about 7". She looked at it and winked at me. She told him she likes it rough.
 
He had it fully up and moved close to her pussy. She stared into my eyes, grabbed his dick and guided it to rub her pussy. He took his clue and shoved it in. She reminded him to not be gentle. He obliged and fucked her like a whore. She begged for more by saying, "Oh yeah, fuck me, fuck me hard...look babe, he is fucking me so good, he is so big, look, he is fucking your wife right in front of you....oh yeah, fuck me." About four other guys and a couple were now watching her get fucked. I asked her if I should tell them to leave, she said no, she likes it. She slowly turned to them so they can get the full view of a dick in her pussy while she was playing with mine. 
 
Once the guy got done, she said, "Okay honey, this was awesome," and kissed me multiple times thanking me for a great experience. She said she wanted to stay for a few before we walked out. She wanted to walk around and be noticed as the woman who had just been fucked, since rest of the crowd was just hanging out.
 
We cannot wait to do it again.  
 

It's a long ride on your way to your first threesome.  No matter if you are driving 2 hours or 2 minutes, it seems like you are forever getting there.

You don't know if the thoughts in your mind or the blood in your cock will explode first.
 
You have nothing to go on but a few grainy photos; usually one, maybe two if you are lucky.  And the eyes... the eyes are always blotted out in those photos. No one wants to be recognized by friends or family.  They never realize that friends or family would have to be swinging to see those grainy photos in the swinger magazines.  Those "dirty" magazines hidden in the back of the combination book store/record shop.
 
Yes, you were nervous going to the checkout with those swinger mags, purchasing some mediocre cd or magazine to hide from the other patrons the depravity of the sex acts dominating your thoughts.  The relief you feel when you are sitting in your car with your treasure.  The thrill of looking through the candidates, sifting through the obese or obnoxious looking couples to find that perfect gem, the one couple that displays "couple or single male wanted."  You don't focus on the husbands, just the wives to see if they are hot.  Hell, they don't have to be hot, just the average to middling females who aren't looking for 10 inch cocks.  They nearly all ask for 10 inch cocks for a 7 inch cock holster.  You curse your parents for the mediocrity of your birth right.
 
You find a few candidates. You mail to the reference number on the photo c/o the magazine forwarding service, enclose your Polaroids....and wait.  You buy an answering machine...and wait.  You check your messages for two weeks...and wait.  You wait and you masturbate to the thoughts of what you want to happen.  The answer doesn't come by phone, but by mail.  The couple writes and expresses interest.  Apparently your cock pick wasn't all that mediocre, or it's your young flesh she desires more than the cervix pounding from the other bullish candidates.  
 
They send photos. Colored ones. Kodachrome.
 
They give you a phone number. A city two hours away. They are a better than average couple.  No heavy weights. He is bi, she is straight. Your are 24.  They are 33 and 35.  You haven't tried bisexuality before, but your heart is racing now, anticipating something new, something erotic...your first threesome.
 
You call the number. The wife answers and you give them the phony last name that you made up on the letter, and they give you the phony last name that they made up.  It's part of the game.   You banter nervously. They ask questions. You ask questions.  "What do you enjoy?"  "Do you like anal?"  "Do you like cum in your mouth?"  It doesn't matter.  If they said that they were going to cut your throat afterward, you would still go.  You are hooked. You set up a weekend meet at a motel at their location. King-size bed. Hard to explain to the motel clerk why you are asking for a king-size bed.  They don't ask. They've seen it all.
 
The husband picks you up at the motel. Nice guy. Personable. Not his first rodeo. He drives you to their place, which is a surprise, but you are so nervous that you don't remember the address or how to get there. You go in. You meet the wife and son. She doesn't disappoint.  She is a looker. The teenage son is off to a friend's place and you are just someone going to a party with his parents. He doesn't know that you will be soon fucking his mother.  After the son leaves, they show you photos of their past swinging adventures.  If you had doubts, then now you are sure that this isn't their first rodeo.  Your cock or your mind. Both are about to explode.
 
They follow you back to the hotel room that you rented.  Locked door, "Do not Disturb" sign.
 
She kisses her husband and it starts. The disrobing. You are nervous. What to do first. Follow their lead and try not to appear overbearing or demanding.  She's on the bed, and he dives into a mouthful of vaginal bliss. You nervously start kissing her, massaging her breast, kissing her nipples.  Then you get on your knees and present your mediocre cock for her to devour.  She doesn't hesitate.  She has your cock buried down her throat while the husband buries his tongue in her bush.  The husband comes up for air, and moves to her breast, teasing.  You move to the holy of holies.  You lick, suck, and drink in the juices, probing with deep tongue thrusts, tasting the walls of her vaginal cavity while she is licking the husband's cock. Your member is not much different than his. You are relieved.  
 
The position changes. She lays on her side. He enters her vagina from the rear, leaving her clitoris exposed. She discussed this with you on the phone.  Licking her while her husband fucks.  You go down and start to lick that clitoris, less than a inch from the pounding cock. You remember that he is bi. He wants this. You hesitantly reach up, and start to cradle his jewels, all the time her juices mingles with the fleshy taste of cock.  You can't bring yourself to put his cock in your mouth, so you go on licking the clit and fondling the balls until he grunts and fills her with cum.  He withdraws. You switch position.  His cum lubricates her vagina.  There is nothing sloppy about these seconds. You pound her while he licks and returns the favor of cradling your balls.  He doesn't suck you off, not sure if you will be offended. It doesn't matter he says. They just love fucking.  
 
You release your semen into her, and you all relax, sitting and talking while a double load of cum streams from her pussy. You regret what the hotel maids will have to clean up. She pees. Returns. The ritual starts again. This time the cunnilingus is mixed with unfamiliar flavors. His cum. Your cum.  You don't give a fuck.  The thrill of the three-way has over ridden any social mores that you were raised with.
 
More sex. More bi touching. This time you pull out and shoot your cum over her.  With that baptism, the holy rites have been completed. There are photos and kisses given. Promises of future sex.
 
This was your first threesome.

Sue and I both decided to take the part-time jobs as there were only two months left in the semester.  For the next eight Saturdays I bussed tables while she waited on tables in short shorts and an apron from the waist down.  It was an incredible experience that would make me hard watching the number of guys that got to see her 34C tits and light-colored nipples.  And that would last for 4 hours every Saturday. 
 
As we were coming to our last Saturday of the semester and subsequent return to our home state I thought it would be cool to let the guys of our dorm know about the job she had had the previous two months.  Initially some of them were in disbelief but didn't want to miss out on seeing her tits as many had probably imagined what they looked like since she was primarily braless during the semester. 
 
On the way to work on her final Saturday I told her to expect some surprise visitors.  She gave me that look of "now what did you do?" and I told her.  After some make believe "I can't believe you did that!" she settled in with the realization that she would be seeing a number of guys she had gotten to know, and more importantly, they would now actually see her naked breasts for the first time. 
 
Sure enough about 12 guys from the dorm came in, a few of which were friends and not even from our dorm.  After the initial uncomfortableness she became totally at ease with the situation and didn't mind the outright staring at her boobs. 
 
Little did I know what this would evolve into, until our following Junior school year as we went on another student exchange program to a school in northern California.  Sue and I ended up in different dorms but I had become friends with Dan who lived on the floor above me.  He was a senior and had a single room.  The three of us were listening to music and just visiting in his room one night and Dan dropped a deck of cards on a table and asked, "Want to play cards?"  He and I had preplanned this and I responded with, "All I know how to play is poker."  Sue replied she knew Crazy 8's.  Dan said, "I dare you guys to play strip poker."  Sue looked at me and said, "Be honest with me - you guys have already talked about this, haven't you?"  I replied, "Honestly, yes - how'd you know?"  She just shook her head and said, "Who is dealing first?"  I immediately started getting hard and Sue gave me this look that I didn't quite understand.
 
Eventually we were all down to our underwear with Sue having a bra on (for some reason) and panties.  She then lost a hand and as she stood up to unclasp her bra from the front I told her to stop.  Sue asked "why?" to which Dan replied with a laugh "yeah, why?".  I then said that part of the game at this point is that the guys got to take her bra off as slow as we wanted.  I'm guessing the beer we had been drinking had something to do with it but Sue willingly smiled and said "guys are perverts" and put her hands to her sides. 
 
Dan and I each took one side of the clasp in the front of her bra and slowly unhooked it and dragged our hands across each tit.  Sue was now letting Dan feel her up and was actually getting into it.  After about 15 seconds or so she said that was enough and time to deal another hand. 
 
So the three of us were now all sitting on the bed with Dan and I having obvious hard-on's and Sue's nipples were erect.  The next hand Sue also lost and as she stood up, Dan and I also stood up and said, "We get to take these off."  I asked Dan, "Do you want the front or the back?" (knowing full well he would take the front). 
 
As we pulled her panties down, Dan slowly ran his middle finger down the slit of Sue's cunt, and then right back up it.  She said that was enough, but that it was our turn to lose our underwear to end the game.  We told her the game was over as she had lost all her clothes.  She jokingly said that it wasn't fair.  I then said, "I tell you what, we'll play one more hand and if you win, we'll take our underwear off, but if you lose the hand since you're already naked, you have to lie down on the bed and Dan and I can use our hands only on you." 
 
She didn't fight that idea at all and simply said, "For how long?"  I said, "We'll draw a card from the deck and whatever the card is it would be for that amount of time in minutes, face cards would be ten minutes, Aces would be 15 minutes,  but the Queen of Spades would be an hour." I has said the last one as I envisioned that card looking a little like her pussy. 
 
Unfortunately the card she picked from the deck was a 6 so for the next six minutes Dan and I were feeling her tits and pussy.  Dan tried to insert his finger in her cunt and she said that wasn't part of the game.  With that the night ended and Sue and I went back to our respective rooms.  The next day when I saw Sue I told her I had trouble sleeping as I kept thinking about what had happened.  She admitted the same thing and said she was surprised at how  much it turned her on as she was thinking about it in bed.  I had been worried a little bit that she was going to wake up the next day and be mad about it.  Little did I know it was just the beginning and within a couple of weeks things were about to change.
 
A couple weeks later Dan talked to me about the upcoming spring break.  He had his own car and was thinking about going down to visit Tijuana, San Diego, and then hitting the tourist spots in Hollywood and trying to see the Tonight Show live.  He had a proposition for me that he was hoping Sue and I would go along with.  Sue and I were planning on staying on campus as we didn't have a car.  He offered to pay for all the gas in his car and also he would pay for the hotel rooms wherever we stayed if for the entire week Sue would be willing to act as if she had two boyfriends the entire time, including having sex with him. 
 
The idea alone got my mind racing and I immediately told him I was definitely good with it and that I'd talk with Sue.  When I told Sue she was initially surprised that Dan would suggest such a thing but with a nervous smile she said, "I'm not going to say yes, but I'm not going to say no," and to give her a day to think about it. 
 
The next day she said she only had one question for me and that was if I was sure that I'd be ok with it and that if she at any time got too uncomfortable with it, that we could stop it and pay our fair share.  I enthusiastically said that wouldn't be a problem and that I was excited to see what it would be like.  When I told Dan her response he was obviously very excited as well but he felt it was important for us to get together in his room the night before spring break started just to make sure Sue was still ok with everything and to talk things out.
 
The night before we were to leave Sue and I went up to Dan's room and it was obvious everyone was a little nervous and there was some nervous chit chat until Dan finally broke the ice and said, "Look, I don't want us to get to Tijuana and Sue gets cold feet or that she feels pressure for the rest of the week to do anything."  With that he looked at Sue and said, "Can I kiss you?" 
 
Sue said, "I guess we might as well find out now before we've driven 12 hours to Mexico," and she went up to Dan and started making out with him.  Within seconds he was taking off her clothes and laying her on the bed.  As he was feeling her up, he then slid his hand onto her pussy and said, "If you want to fuck me during the week, spread your legs right now and raise your hips." 
 
Sue looked over to me for approval and with that she spread her legs and tilted up at the hips.  Dan stood up and pulled his shorts down.  He told her to grab his cock and to slowly slide it in her but that he wanted her to tell him something...and with that, as Sue slid him inside her moist cunt, she said, "This pussy is going to be just as much yours all week." 
 
Dan told her that he wanted to own it all week and Sue stared directly in his eyes and replied, "I want you to own it, I want both of you to own all of me." And with that, we left the next day for Mexico.
 


 

My girlfriend was raised in a very strict family.  We started dating our junior year in high school.  She was/is a beautiful blond with blue eyes and a fantastic body. 
 
Although she had previous boyfriends I was the first to feel her up.  By the time we went to college she was ready to be away from parental supervision.  This was back in the 1970s where it was fairly common to see tube tops and bralessness.  Her college roommate seldom wore a bra and when it was time for the first dorm party of the year I dared her to be braless.  Little did I know that this would be the start of an exciting number of years. 
 
She wore a thin yellow tube top.  Although it wasn't sheer, I (and everyone else) could tell she was braless.  Later on that night she told me it was kind of exciting catching guys looking at her boobs. 
 
Our school had a student exchange program and we both talked to our parents about going to the U of Miami for one semester.  Not surprisingly her parents said "no" as they wanted to see how her grades would be during her freshman year. 
 
Our sophomore year she finally got permission from her parents.  We went during the 2nd semester.  In Florida, braless is pretty much the normal look and she seldom wore one. 
 
There was a posting in our dorm looking for a female model for an event for Undercoverwear.  Undercoverwear was similar to Fredericks of Hollywood.  A woman sold Undercoverwear the way you would sell Tupperware, except it was lingerie.  I told Sue I thought it would be kind of fun doing something like that but only if I could go. 
 
Sue contacted the woman looking for a female model and met with her.  The "event" was going to be at a community hall that she had rented and the attendance would be exclusively for males.  The expectation was Sue would wear a variety of lingerie but there was no nudity required. She'd also get paid $100 for about 2 hours of work, and I could go. 
 
When we got there Sue was taken into a back room where there was a rack full of lingerie sorted out according to the level of sexiness and sheerness.  There were about 20 guys sitting at round tables of 5 that she'd have to walk around like she was on a catwalk so they could see what the outfits looked like. 
 
Sue had come out in a variety of sexy teddy's and negligees.  After the first couple outfits, the clothes became more revealing.  Toward the end she came out in an outfit that although not totally sheer you could see a hint of her nipples.  All the guys started clapping as she did her walk around all the tables. 
 
It was now the end of the "fashion show" and the guys started chanting for her to come out one more time.  The woman running it came up to me and told me that Sue wanted to see me in the back room before the show was officially over. 
 
I went into the back room and Sue could tell I had really enjoyed everything.  Sue then pulled off a "harem outfit" that was the furthest one on the clothes rack, indicating it was the most revealing.  She said she was fine putting it on as the last outfit if I was OK with her wearing it in front of all the guys.  I said, "Are you kidding me, I'd love it."  I then walked back to my table and the woman announced that Sue was coming out with one more outfit to end the night and asked for the guys to finalize their order sheets but that they may want to wait for the last outfit to add to their orders. 
 
Sue then walked out in a light pink harem outfit that was totally sheer exposing her breasts and nipples as if she was topless.  The guys went crazy.  They started yelling "tits for tips" and with that Sue looked at me and with a sly grin I nodded my head and she proceeded to take her top down and did a final walk around each table being completely topless.  When she got back to the room she was changing in, the woman walked in and handed her another fifty dollars in tips and said she had done a great job. 
 
As Sue and I were walking out to head back to the dorm a man who was at the fashion show was waiting for us and said that he owned a restaurant and if we both were looking to make a few extra dollars he could use us for about 4 hours every Saturday from noon to 4pm.  The restaurant was called "R Donuts".  The job for me would be to buss tables, and for Sue it would be as a topless waitress (hence the "R" Donut name). We told him we'd think about it. 
 
See part 2 as this story of the journey from shyness to hotwife continues.