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 Her First MFM Threesome Was 'Incredible'

   By Erin

   It felt different.  Strange.  But, quite pleasant.  Steven's stiff,
rod-like cock was slowly entering my vagina.  My husband, Al, had his arm
around my shoulders.  I knew he was looking over my shoulder, watching as I
was.  watching Steven's cock slowly spread the lips of my pussy...  and
slowly enter my body.

   I had been trying to remain cool, unresponsive.  This was all new to me.
No man's cock other than Al's had ever gone where Steven's was now going.
This was all my husband's idea.  I was just going along with it because Al
wanted it so much.  Because I wanted to be a compliant and loving wife.  To
keep him happy.

   Earlier, Steven had been laying between my spread legs, licking,
tonguing and sucking my pussy.  As he did that, Al had been cuddling with
me, playing with my breasts as he passionately kissed me.  Every so often
Steven would lightly nip at my clit.  I had to admit to myselt that it felt
good having my husband kiss my lips and fondle my breasts, as another man
kissed my nether lips and toyed with my clit.  I hadn't thought I would
like it.

   Steven's kisses must have caused my vaginal juices to begin flowing.  He
was entering me with minimal friction.  All three of us had our eyes glued
to that point where Steven was inserting himself into my body.  Silently we
watched the descent of his cock into my depths.  His cock was sleek and
taut, not heavily veined as is Al's.  He pulled back a bit.  His cock
glistened with my juices.

   Steven was kneeling between my legs near the end of the bed.  He had
been bent over, watching the connection of our bodies.  As he remained
partially inside me, he looked up and smiled at Al.  Then at me.  "You
feeling OK?" he asked.  "Yes," I mumbled.  With that exchange, eyes still
fixed on mine, he pressed himself down into me again.  This time all the
way inside.  I felt his nut sack rest against my inner thighs.  I felt his
pubic hair tickle my clit.  Again he held himself in that position, still
keeping eye contact with me while showing a boyish smile.

   Al took that as a cue.  He slid down beside me, kissing my cheek as he
did so.  He kept moving down until he rested his head on the side of my
tummy, face toward my crotch.  I could feel Steven begin a series of slow
strokes in and out of me, and I could see around the top of Al's head that
Steven's cock was then totally covered with my vaginal moisture.

   I saw Al move a little, and felt his hand slide across my hips from side
to side, moving ever so gently toward my lower groin.  His fingers seemed
to stop right over my clit.  He was playing with it as Steven's cock
continued its slow exploration of my pussy.  I knew that from all the
stimulation, my clit was certainly poking its head from under its hood.  I
felt Al tweek it a little.  God that felt good.  My body shook a bit in
response.

   Was it Al's touch, Steven's cock, Steven's earlier oral stimulations, or
the overall scene that sparked the mellow good feelings within me?  I
didn't know, but I had to admit to myself that I was feeling VERY good!



   The evening started with Steven's arrival about 8 PM.  Al had already
talked with me about his wishes for the evening.  Over the previous several
months Al had repeatedly told me of his fantasy to see me enjoy the sexual
attentions of another man.

   At first I thought he was kidding.  He assured me he was not.  He told
me that at work he had overheard some of the guys talking about how sexy
their wives were.  How they had "let" other guys "sample" their wives
bodies.  How they had watched other guys "fuck" their wives." How some of
them had been invited to be that "extra guy." Finally he had pulled one of
them aside and asked if it was true...  if their wives had really enjoyed
having additional sex partners...  if the husbands really enjoyed watching
such unusual activity.

   We had been married just over three years at that point.  I was 22 and
Al was 24.  We had no kids.  I was on the pill because we wanted to
postpone any pregnancy.  Meanwhile, I was working full time in a title
insurance office, and Al was working at an automobile dealership.

   The co-worker he had pulled aside was Steven.  Steven assured him that
such play had caused his wife to develop her sensuality.  Her sexuality. 
He told Al that often he and a second guy would both make love to his wife
together, stimulating several parts of her body at once.  He reminded Al
that often wives still want much more sex play even after guys have
climaxed.

   Al told me about those conversations while saying he thought I would
enjoy such play too.  I told him I doubted it, but finally I said that if
that was what HE really wanted, I would comply.  That's when he told me he
wanted me to try it.  At least four times, he said.  Then we would evaluate
our thoughts and feelings about such play.  I told him I couldn't envision
what I should do in such a situation.  He assured me that based on his
conversations, things would just develop naturally.  I hesitantly agreed.

   Some days later he told me that Steven had agreed to be our first "extra
guy." He set a date.

   Upon arriving home from work late that afternoon, Al was carrying a
package.  We ate dinner, and then Al let me open the package.  It was from
Victoria's Secret.  A beautiful black peignoir set consisting of a short
lacy negligee and cover-up gown that featured numerous vertical slits.  It
was beautiful, but I asked, "What is this for?"

   Al informed me it was his gift in celebration of my first threesome.  He
suggested that I take a long, leisurely shower, add perfume to any
stratigic places that I wished, and then to put on the peignoir set.  He
said he wanted me to be wearing that when Steven arrived.

   "What panties and bra should I wear with it," I asked.  "None!" he
replied.  "I want Steven to be able to enjoy as much of your lovely body as
possible." I gave him a smirk, and turned, taking the peignoir set with me
to the bathroom.  He set about cleaning up the dinner dishes.

   Before I was done with my shower, Steven arrived.  They were enjoying a
glass of wine when I hesitantly opened the bedroom door and went into the
living room.  Actually, with both pieces on, you could not see much through
the material.  But, the nipples of my C-cup tits clearly stuck out.  I
thought "what the hell," and I strode barefoot into the living room.  The
guys were sitting on our couch, talking.

   As I approached, Al and Steven both raised their wine glasses to me and
whistled their approval.  Al asked me to sit down between them.  Steven
handed me a glass of wine.  It was the first time I had ever met him.

   We made small talk.  Soon I felt Steven's arm wrap over my shoulder. 
That's when Al pulled the gown aside, leaned over, and took my nearest
gossimer-covered breast into his mouth.  Steven drew me slightly toward
him, and he cupped one hand over my other breast.  "Fine body!" he said. 
"Really fine!"

   Over the next several minutes the conversation halted, and both guys ran
their hands gently over my gown-covered body.  I laid my head back and
decided to enjoy the moment.  Al kissed me full on my lips.  I smiled at
him and then laid back again, with my eyes closed.

   While we were kissing, Steven slid off the couch onto the floor.  He
nudged my legs apart.  I opened my eyes and found that he was raising the
bottom of my gown over his head.  I felt his hot breath on the insides of
both legs.  Then a trail of kisses.  Al, a smile on his face, was watching
Steven make his way under my gown.

   Then I felt Steven's hands reaching around my hips, drawing me toward
the front edge of the couch.  I looked at Al, uncertain if I should
cooperate.  He said, "Do it, babe," and assisted in my forward movement. 
By then my legs were spread much wider, and Steven's upper body was hidden
by the billowy fabric of my gown.  In moving forward, some of my gown had
bunched up under me.  Al took me in his arms and gave me another passionate
kiss.

   That's when I felt Steven's tongue fluttering against my pussy and clit.
He lapped at me for several moments.  Then Al said, "I think we should go
to the bedroom."

   Steven pulled out from under my gown and helped me up.  Al took my hand,
and with wine glasses in our other hands, the three of us moved into our
bedroom.  My husband then helped me remove my outer gown, leaving me in
just the heavily-laced black negligee.  It was short, and the dark hair of
my pubic mound was clearly visable.

   We had set our wine on the night stand.  As we stood there, the guys
took turns kissing my mouth and neck as their hands cupped my breasts.  Al
ran his hand up under the negligee and over my pussy.  "Pretty as this is,
it has to come off," my husband told me.  He stood up, raising the hem with
him.  Over my head it went.  I was standing there totally naked!  I wasn't
cold.  The earlier shower and all their attention had me feeling warm, and
had left my nipples firm and pointy.

   Steven and Al shed his clothes quickly.  Steven was done first.  He bent
down, wrapped his arms around my waist, and began to suck on one of my
breasts.  Al came up, bent down and sucked on the nipple of the other
breast.  Meanwhile, Steven's hands were caressing my pussy.  I was getting
weak-kneed from all the sensual attention.  I said, "I think I should lay
down." "Good idea," my husband responded.

   As soon as I lay on the bed, Steven was between my legs again, with his
face against my pussy.  I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the sensations as
he licked and poked his tongue inside my pussy.  "Relax and enjoy" Al said
as he snuggled next to me and renewed his caressing of my breasts.

   As best I could, I did relax...  until I began to feel my body
responding to Steven's oral work between my legs.  I was actually raising
my hips to meet his lips, and chills of sexual pleasure began to ripple
through my body.  Steven kept at his work until I could not hold out any
longer.  My body shook as a wave of sensations coursed through me and I
reached a climax.  He seemed to sense that he had to back off a bit until
the excess sensations in my pussy and clit had calmed down.  He moved his
kisses and licking down my inner thighs.

   Once my body had calmed down a bit, Steven stood up at the end of the
bed.  That was the first time that I really paid any attention to his cock.
It was already hard and pointing out stiffly toward me.  He stroked it a
few times.  Then he knelt on the end of the bed while lifting my legs up
into the air.  He smiled at me as he placed the tip of his cock at my
vaginal opening.

   "May I," he quietly asked, while looking me straight in the eye.  I
thought, 'It sure looks like it will feel good, and that is why he is
here,' so I said "Yes." That's when Steven started pressing that stiff cock
of his into me, slowly at first.

   I had to admit that the feel of a strange new cock sliding in and out of
me, as my husband held and kissed me...  was a combination of sensations
that left me a little heady, almost slutty feeling.  How many women really
do this, I wondered.  Then as my husband moved down to watch closely as
Steven's cock worked in and out of my pussy...  I forgot the guestions in
my mind, and began to just enjoy the sensations.

   Steven's cock felt different than my husband's.  It wasn't necessarily
bigger, just different, and that sent a chill of pleasure up my body.  I
was actually being "fucked" by a man other than my husband...  and it felt
good!

   I closed my eyes and just let the sensations at my crotch and clit work
their magic.  I had two mind-blocking orgasms as Steven kept pumping within
me.  He slowed down a bit, letting me recover from that second one.  Then
he really picked up speed, pumping as deep into me as he could, until I
felt some irregular thrusting, and I knew he was about to cum inside me.

   'Gawd, I thought, 'I am about to receive the sperm of a man I didn't
even know two hours ago, and he is going to pump it deep inside me!' The
thought seemed to rev my engines again.  'Yes,' I thought, 'if this is what
my husband wants for me, I am going to enjoy this.' I started thrusting my
hips back up tight against each of Steven's thrusts.  Then I felt him hold
himself deep inside me, and I felt the warmth of his fluids flood against
my womb.

   That really set me off.  My whole body shook as a giant orgasm took it
over.  Moments later, as I began to recover, I reard my husband say, "That
was great, Steven, you really made her cum that time."

   Al moved up the bed until his face was next to mine.  He planted a
gentle kiss on my cheek and then asked, "Did you enjoy it as much as it
looked like you enjoyed it?" Steven was moving up onto the bed next to me,
opposite Al as I weakly answered, "Yes, it felt great." I rolled my head
toward Steven and kissed him on his cheek.  Then I just whispered, "is it
OK if is say thank you?"

   "Absolutely," he replied.  "Believe me, it was my pleasure too."

   Al chimed in, "It was my pleasure too, watching Steven's cock give you
so much pleasure, hon."

   I reached down for my husband's cock, only to find that it was already
as hard as I had ever felt it.  Al smiled at me and said, "Roll over and
face Steven.  I want to put my cock inside you now...  where Steven just
had his dick." I did, and Al raised my top leg a bit so he could press his
cock into me from behind.

   Although I had just experienced having Steven's cock inside me for maybe
twenty minutes, and I had already had three orgasms, Al's cock felt good
within me.  "Whooo..." Al whispered into my ear.  "You are wetter than I
have ever felt you.  Now I know what they mean by 'sloppy seconds', and it
feels fantastic."

   Al kept sliding slowly in and out of my pussy as I studied the face of
the man who had just given me so much pleasure.  We smiled at each other as
I reached down and took his cock into my hand.  It was slippery wet, and
soft.  I just stroked it a bit as our eyes stayed locked on each other. 
Then Steven moved his hand to my nearest breast and squeezed my nipple.  I
gave him a sort of brotherly kiss in response.

   Moments later I felt Al's tempo increase within me, and my pussy began
to respond again.  I guess my pussy muscles clenched Al's cock as another
small orgasm hit me, causing him to push deep and spill his pent up sperm
inside me, to mix with Steven's.  The thought of their mixed sperm within
me caused me to smile at Steven again.

   Al rolled back to catch his breath.  Steven sat up and said he had to
get home.  I kept laying there feeling quite satisfied.  As Steven dressed,
I got up, went to the bathroom, and did my best to clean my soaked pussy. I
threw on my new lacy black negligee and returned to the bedroom.  Al and I
saw Steven to the door, and I gave Steven one last kiss goodbye as I
whispered, "I really did enjoy myself.  Thanks."

   That night with Steven was two weeks ago.  Ever since, Al has been
reminding me that we must do that again at least three more times, "before
we evaluate our thoughts and feelings about such sex play." Personally, I
am already convinced of the unique pleasure my husband and another guy can
give me, but I am not about to tell Al.  I still let him think I am a bit
hesitant, but I haven't told him to NOT find another guy for the next
threesome.

   Actually, I am looking forward to renewing those incredible sensations I
felt while being held by Al and fucked by Steven.
   Erin