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 Her First Threesome Experience - Her Report

   My husband (Mike) kept on and on at me for months about us trying MFM
sex.  One night in the heat of the moment I agreed, as long as it was well
planned and done nicely.

   I forgot about it the next day, and we didn't discuss it for a few
weeks. Then one morning he told me that we were meeting up with someone
that night, and I should try to get home from work as early as possible. 
He wouldn't tell me any more than that, and he kissed me goodbye and left
for work himself.

   All day I was curious and wondering.  I knew what he was up to, and I
became more and more anxious, but didn't have a chance to talk to him about
it.  When I got home from work he had laid out my clothes to wear.  He
often chooses my clothes.  I prefer that as it takes me so long, he had
good taste, so it was all good.

   I had a bath, shaved, moisturized, and got ready to go.  He had chosen a
skirt and top, sexy but not slutty, with some very sexy lingerie that he
had recently gotten for me.  He loves buying me lingerie.

   I went downstairs and saw him looking smart, but very anxious and
excited.  He told me I looked beautiful, kissed me and led me out to the
car.  We drove out to a lovely big hotel in the country.  We went in and
had a lovely meal.  Every time I asked about the person we were meeting he
refused to discuss it.  By then I was more excited than anxious, but I
still had a lot of thoughts buzzing round my head.

   After dinner we went to the bar.  Mike went to get some drinks while I
sat down in a booth.  I noticed Mike was talking to a guy at the bar who
was smiling across at me.

   The guy soon walked over, took my hand, kissed it, and sat next to me.
Mike smiled at me and winked as he sat himself down at the bar to watch. 
The guy introduced himself as Ray.  He was late 40's maybe, much older than
me, but I have always preferred older men.  He was good looking,
well-built, and obviously looked after himself.

   I was really nervous all of a sudden, but his soothing voice and relaxed
manner put me at ease.  He sat next to and facing me, and was stroking my
knee...  slowly sliding his hand up my leg as he grew more confident that
he wasn't facing rejection.

   Slowly his hand went up under the edge of my skirt.  It was then that I
went a little dizzy and started to really want this.

   I slowly opened my legs and let him wander further up.  I thought he
wouldn't dare go too high as the bar was not busy, and I thought people
might see him.  He didn't seem to care, Soon he was gently caressing me
through my knickers.  I let out a little moan, and he reached forward to
kiss me.  He was gentle and tasted good.

   He moved his body to shield me from view and leaned forward, both hands
up my skirt, took hold of the waistband of my knickers and pulled at them.
I lifted up to help him, and in one movement he had them off and in his
pocket.  That's when I I felt really vulnerable, horny, nervous and
excited.

   Once again he slid a hand up my skirt as he reached forward and kissed
me, putting his other hand round my head to pull me in.  Slowly his fingers
entered me.  I was wet enough that this was easy for him.

   I thought he would stop, but he didn't.  He kept fingering me, and with
other fingers playing with my clit.  I pulled my head back and whispered to
him to stop as I was going to explode.  He just pulled my head back, kissed
me deeper and fingered me faster.

   I had a long heavy orgasm that made me twitch and shake, but I managed
to keep mostly quiet).  He took his fingers out and made me suck them
clean, then took my hand and looked round for Mike to follow.

   We went up in the lift to the top floor and found ourselves in a
beautiful suite.  Mike and Ray told me to strip as they sat on the couch. I
didn't hesitate, because I enjoy being told what to do.  I have never been
the best dancer, but I had a good go at it, slowly taking everything off
and showing them both one part at a time.  I was feeling silly and shy, I
wanted to dive under the covers, but I was also feeling so good, I was not
in control and was being told what to do, so I just got on with it.

   When i was naked I gave them the best lap dance I could, but unlike in
the clubs, they could touch.  They fingered me and fondled me and sucked on
my breasts.  They both took their cocks out and made me suck them.  They
both came in turn, and I cleaned them up properly.

   Ray then stood up, undressed and led me to the bed.  He lay me back and
went down on me.  I melted.  I didn't last too long, and had another
beautiful orgasm.  Ray slid up and slowly entered me.  He was shorter than
Mike, but a bit thicker.  It felt good.  It was the first cock, other than
Mike's, that had been inside me for a long time.

   He pumped into me hard but smooth.  He felt good.  Mike came over and
knelt on the bed behind me.  I tilted my head back, and he slipped his cock
into my mouth.  Doing it that way I was able to take him nice and deep.

   Ray told me to get on all fours, which I did.  I continued to suck Mike,
and Ray took me from behind.  He had good stamina.  He lasted and lasted.
It felt so good!

   Then I heard Ray say, "Will she do anal?" Mike replied, "She loves anal.
She'll do anything." Hearing that, I felt cheap, nasty...  but so horny.

   Ray gently slid a finger up my bum, then a second.  Then I felt his cock
at the entrance, and he slowly slipped in.  He gently thrust himself in and
out of me for a while.  It felt so good.

   After a few minutes he pulled out and told me to straddle Mike.  Mike
was eager to get inside me anyway.  He loved me sucking him off, but was
always happier to enter me.  I slid down easily and started to ride my
husband.  Ray nudged me forwards so I was laying on Mike with my knees up
by my chest.  He got behind and entered my bum again.  That time he went
for it and really rode me.

   I felt so full...  and I quickly had a shattering orgasm.  As I came
back down from my climax I needed them to stop as I was on fire.  But even
though I begged, they carried on pumping me.  They were counting together,
and suddenly I felt them both tense just before they both shot their loads
into me.  By that point I was riding high on the wave of my next orgasm.

   We all collapsed in a heap and rested.  After a while we all started
playing again, and did the same sort of things, with the guys swapping
'holes'.  Mike and I spent the night in the hotel with Ray.

   The next morning, after a good sleep, we took showers, and then back to
bed.  They made me suck them both off before taking turns entering me from
various positions before they each came inside me.  Ray made sure I had one
last orgasm before he filled me with his morning load.

   They went to dress whilst I cleaned up.  Then I dressed, we had
breakfast, and parted.  I don't know if we will see Ray again or not.  When
questioned at home by my husband, I had to admit that I had enjoyed intense
pleasure during my evening with him and Ray.

   Actually, I had an amazing time, but I also felt a little guilty.  Mike
assures me that there is no reason for my guilt.  He reminded me that it
was his idea for me to try another guy, and he had set it up.  "More than
that," he said, "I really enjoyed sharing your with Ray."

   From a 27-Year-Old Woman from Birmingham, England: