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 'DOWN UNDER' LADY PROGRESSES FROM EROTIC THOUGHTS TO HER FIRST MFM

   January 8, 2000

   Dear Joan,

   I have just read a story my husband Ben gave me.  It is titled, "Our
Experiences with Fantasy Fulfillment" 3-118-ANITA.  Ben told me that he got
the story over the Internet, from you, and that he was hoping that it would
open my mind toward having another person in our sex life.

   I have also now read a number of other stories that you sent him,
including a list of stories which you have for others to read.  He tells me
that he has often fantasized in the past about him watching me as another
male makes love to me.  Ben is not aware that I have sent you this e-mail
(yet).

   I am not entirely adverse to the idea, although I have not yet told Ben
this...  but I am really worried about who the male person would be.  I
don't want him to be too close to our family, as it may cause problems
later.  I also don't want him to be a complete stranger either.

   All these thoughts were running through my mind during the days after
Ben gave me the story to read.  The choice of the person with whom to share
our sex life may have now been largely determined, by the events of New
Year's Eve.

   I would like to tell you the events of that night, and get your opinion
as to how we should proceed from here.

   Ben is 40, and I am 41.  We have been married now for 18 years, and we
have 4 children.  We live in Australia, in a city of some 70,000 people.  I
would consider us both to be physically fit.

   Ben is ruggedly handsome (my opinion), 6 ft.  1 in.  tall, has black
hair, and is of medium build.  I, on the other hand, am about 5 ft.  9 in.
tall, with brown hair and again medium build.  My figure is not what it
used to be (whose is after 4 children?), but I consider myself to still be
attractive to men with my full figure and a 38' bust.

   We had been invited to a New Year's Eve party with a few friends and
acquaintances from where Ben works.  The party was to be held at a local
club which had been hired out by the company with whom Ben works.  I had a
new dress for the occasion, and even if I say so myself, I looked very
attractive as we prepared to go out.  I was really looking forward to the
evening, as Ben and I had not been out together for some time.

   We arrived at the club and were quickly into the mood of things as we
mingled in the crowd.  As the evening wore on, I met one of Ben's
workmates, Lawrence, a single guy of about 25, who quickly attached himself
to me and engaged me in conversation, mainly about a mutual friend of ours
whom we both had not seen for some time.  Ben quickly tired of the
conversation and moved off to catch up with some of his other friends.

   Lawrence and I moved to two empty stools at the bar and continued to
talk.  I had probably drunk about 5 Ouzo and Cokes by this stage.  I am not
normally a big drinker.  Lawrence was charming, and he flattered me
mercilessly.  I quickly became fascinated with him, not for a minute
realizing what he was up to.  I became aware that I was sexually attracted
to him, and wondered what had come over me.  I began to flirt with him,
offering him a little encouragement, to see how far he was prepared to go
in a room full of both his and Ben's friends.

   As we talked, Lawrence began to touch me, firstly my forearm and then my
shoulder, as we laughed.  I began to respond by shifting in my seat and
touching his arm.  Lawrence was forced to lean forward close to me to
continue talking as the music had become quite loud.  It was really
exciting having him so close as he continued to flirt with me.

   I allowed my dress to slide up my legs to partially expose the stockings
I had worn for the occasion, and I knew that Lawrence could clearly see the
my upper legs.  He placed his hand on my thigh and began to play with the
tops of my stockings.  He was stretching them and softly snapping them
against my thigh.  I did not know what to do.  Things were getting a little
bit out of hand, but deep down inside I did not want him to stop.  I looked
around us, but nobody seemed to be aware of Lawrence's actions.  I could
not see Ben anywhere.

   I was really enjoying Lawrence's attention.  Who wouldn't...  a man some
15 years younger than me, paying all this attention to me.  I looked into
his eyes and told him that he was getting pretty familiar.  I was expecting
him to stop, but he didn't.  He said that he liked playing with the tops of
my stockings.  Lawrence's eyes never left mine as he said this.

   I leaned forward and asked if he expected to play with anything he
liked. He never took his eyes from mine as he moved his hand up my thigh
and laid his fingertips gently at the top of my sex and said that if he
didn't try, he would never know.

   I continued to smile and look at him, and said nothing.  I couldn't
move, not wanting to draw attention to us, and besides I was starting to
enjoy what he was doing.  Lawrence started to stroke me gently, and
continued to do so until I started to become moist.  He continued, knowing
just what to do, and I must admit, it felt wonderful!  I moved slightly, so
that my legs were pointing more toward the bar and away from the crowd.  I
relaxed and let him touch me, giving in to my feelings.  Suddenly I felt
him slide one finger into me, then another.  He was so gentle.  He never
took his eyes from mine as he fingered me, with two fingers, gently using
his thumb to rub my clit.

   I started to get very wet, and he rubbed a little harder and faster.  It
was just a matter of minutes before I came.  I closed my eyes and bit my
lip to keep quiet, and I came like I had never come before.  As I drifted
back to reality, I became aware that the countdown to midnight had started,
and when it arrived I was able to take Lawrence's face in my hands and kiss
him, thanking him for making me feel so wonderful.

   Lawrence asked me if we could finish what we had just started, asking me
to go outside with him; but I was able to put him off with the return of
Ben coming through the crowd.  Shortly after this, Ben and I left the club
and returned home.  I must admit that sex with Ben that night was some of
the best we have had during our marriage.  I was thinking about what
Lawrence had done to me as Ben was moving in and out of my inflamed vagina.

   So you can see Joan, I have probably had the choice of an additional
sexual partner made for me, and I certainly wonder what would have happened
had I gone outside with Lawrence.  I have not yet told Ben of what happened
on New Year's Eve, although I believe it would excite him tremendously.  I
am trying to get the courage to tell him, and perhaps suggest Lawrence as a
partner for our first try at `MFM' as you call it.

   Joan, I would be very interested in reading your tips for the woman who
want to get things started (J02-HER), although I think that perhaps I may
have already gone part of the way to getting started myself, don't you
think?

   I know that Ben has requested further stories from you, perhaps you
could send a couple to me so that we may read them together (L-101-WIFE and
3-108-KAREN, if possible).

   I hope that you have enjoyed reading my letter.  I'll try to keep you
posted from time to time as things progress with Lawrence...  as I hope
they will.  I would be grateful for any comments you may have which could
help Ben and me further.

   Hope to hear from you soon,

   Love, Samantha

   Dear Samantha...

   Thank you for your very good note.  Yes, it sounds like "the choice" has
been made, and that you are well on your way to sharing some wonderful new
sensual experiences with your husband, Ben.  I look forward to welcoming
you to the world of MFM fun...  and the unique feminine fulfillment we who
are the center of MFMs are experiencing.

   I am happily attaching the files you requested.  I don't know what else
I have already sent to Ben, so I will not send more at this time...  but
will be happy to send more files as you request them.

   Samantha...  let me make a few suggestions...  since you have asked for
my opinion.  First, I suggest that you share reading of the attached
L-101-WIFE and 3-108-KAREN stories (you may want to keep A01-HER to
yourself for a while).  You may want to (semi-reluctantly) let Ben know
that the stories turn you on...  and that you MAY be interested in helping
him fulfill HIS fantasy.  Then, gauge his reactions.  Make sure he REALLY
wants to share you this way.

   Assuming he gives you positive feedback (is there much question???),
make wild passionate love with him...  and tell him, "Yes...  I really am
willing to give it a try...  IF..." then tell him you need to have the
final word in "who" the extra guy (or guys) is/are.  Again, assuming he
agrees to that qualification...  it is time for step two.

   Second, remind him of the wonderful, wild sex you and he shared on New
Year's Eve after returning from the party.  Ask him if he enjoyed it as
much as you did.  Then tell him about what Lawrence did to/for you... 
leading up to the wonderful sex you and Ben enjoyed.  Then, tell him you
think that if you and he (Ben) play your cards right, Lawrence MAY be the
right guy to help you and he (Ben) launch your new ventures into MFM sex.
Watch Ben for reactions.  Who knows, there may be some reason why Lawrence
would NOT be a good extra guy.  Listen carefully to Ben's comments and
reactions.

   Third, if Ben agrees that Lawrence would be a good "extra guy," tell him
that the two of you need to plan a way to make it happen (make sure Ben is
part of ALL the planning).  Since you have four teenagers in your home, you
will want to think through the "where" for this special event.

   It may be that Ben could invite Lawrence to have dinner with the two of
you...  away from your home.  That may take place at a motel or hotel where
there are both rooms and a restaurant...and maybe dancing.  In this case,
you should again dress "to kill." Ben need not (unless he wishes to) give
Lawrence any advance notice that he knows of Lawrence's advances on New
Year's Eve.

   I would suggest that you have a room already booked, and a bottle of
wine or other drinks in the room...  and maybe a radio you pre-tune to a
station that has some dance music.  As the dinner ends, Ben can mention
that you guys have a room, and that Lawrence may wish to come up for a
drink before heading home.  If you haven't been dancing with Lawrence at
the restaurant/bar...  when you get to the room, you could turn dance music
on the radio, and YOU could invite Lawrence to dance with you while Ben
makes drinks for all of you.

   If the subject has not come up earlier, Ben could now tell Lawrence that
he knows what Lawrence did to/for you on New Year's Eve...  and thank him
for making you feel so good.  Ben could even tell him in detail what the
two of you did later as a result of Lawrence's stimulation.  He (Ben) could
then suggest that since Lawrence had not been given an opportunity to
"finish" what he had started that night, this just might be the right time
and private place.  Ben should then clearly tell Lawrence that he welcomes
the opportunity to watch another man give pleasure to his wife...  and that
he may want to join Lawrence.

   If you are still dancing (still in Lawrence's arms), it would be a good
idea if Ben would come up behind you while saying the above things, kiss or
put is arms around you...  and/or stroke your breasts.  He may even want to
begin lowering the top of your dress as he is inviting Lawrence to "finish"
what he had started on New Year's Eve...  so it is clear that you are both
open to some shared sexual fun...  and so he can begin to feast his eyes on
your pair of 38s!

   From this point forward...  you won't need any further advice.

   One last thought.  Believe me, after you have experienced your first MFM
fun, you and Ben will want more!  It may again be with Lawrence...  and/or
you guys may find ways to locate other "choices." Have fun...  and keep me
posted.

   Love, Joan

   Dear Joan,

   Thank you very much for sending me the `Tips for the Woman' (J02-HER)
and the other two stories I requested.  As you suggested, I have kept
J02-HER to myself at this stage, and I have not yet gathered enough courage
to tell Ben what happened between Lawrence and me on New Years Eve.  Just
the thought of what Lawrence did to/for me that night has livened up our
sex life since then, although Ben is not aware yet why I am becoming so
excited during our lovemaking.

   I have begun to slowly let Ben know that the stories you sent us turn me
on, but as yet have not indicated to him that I MAY be interested in
helping him fulfill HIS fantasy.  I value your opinion and hope to put some
of your suggestions into practice in the near future.

   I would love to read some more of your stories if you could please send
them to me.  The ones that interest me are as follows: 3-106-SUSAN,
3-114-MARG and 3-602.

   Have no doubt, I will keep you posted about our progress towards MFM.

   All the best from Australia,

   Love, Samantha



   Dear Samantha...

   Thanks for your kind note.

   Yes, attached are the three stories you requested.  Hope you enjoy all
of them...  and that Ben does too!

   Suggestion: Don't let too much time pass between the New Year's Eve fun
and your opportunity to talk with Ben about the two of you "sharing" MFM
fun together.

   Am looking forward to hearing how things go.

   Lots of love...  Joan

   Dear Joan,

   I've DONE IT!  I told Ben what happened between Lawrence and me on New
Year's Eve, and I am pleased to report that it really excited him.  The sex
we shared last night was some of the best we have ever had, rivaling that
of New Year's Eve.

   I have indicated to Ben that I MAY be open to MFM under the right
circumstances, and have even suggested Lawrence as the third party.  Ben
seems to be OK with this.  At least he hasn't threatened to go and do
something nasty to Lawrence after what I told him.

   We have decided to move things along by going to a function on Australia
Day, our National Day, which is celebrated on January 26th.  A few of Ben's
workmates are planning a party, and we have been invited.  Ben assures me
that Lawrence will be there also.  We are busy making plans for the
evening. We are both becoming excited at the thought of what might occur.

   So please wish me luck.  I'll keep you posted.

   Love, Samantha



   A few days later, this next e-mail note arrived...

   February 2, 2000

   Dear Joan,

   IT HAS HAPPENED!  Ben and I have experienced our first MFM...  and let
me tell you, it was AMAZING!  I really must thank you for your help and
advice.  If I can collect my thoughts, I'll try to tell you how things
happened.

   As I mentioned in my previous e-mail, Ben and I planned to attend a
party on Australia Day, organized by a few of his workmates.  Lawrence was
also going to be present.  We decided that the best thing to do would be to
just let the evening progress, and see if Lawrence approached me again with
a view to taking up where we left off on New Year's Eve.  We also decided
that we would not tell Lawrence about our plans for an MFM threesome, but
rather let him think that it occurred on the spur of the moment.

   We made arrangements for the kids to stay at Ben's parents for the night
as we would be out for the evening.  The kids are capable of looking after
themselves, but we wanted an empty house in case we were able to entice
Lawrence back for a drink after the party.

   About 6 pm, Ben and I began to get ready for the party.  I decided to
wear something casual and simple.  I chose a summer dress which came to
just above my knees, nothing too provocative.  I also wore just a bra and
panties for the occasion, completing my attire with stockings and a blue
garter belt to match my dress.  Ben as usual was wearing jeans and a casual
shirt.  As we dressed, we talked about the night ahead...  and both of us
became excited and eager with anticipation.  I felt myself getting moist
between my legs, and we hadn't even gone out yet.

   We arrived at the party around 7.30 pm, and immediately began to mingle
in the crowd.  The plan was to wait for a while to see what Lawrence would
do.  At first I couldn't see Lawrence anywhere, but after about 15 minutes
I saw him standing in a corner talking to a pretty blonde-haired woman
about his age, 25 or so.  I then lost sight of him for a short time, and
the next thing I know he was standing beside me with a drink for me.

   Almost immediately he began to flirt with me, taking up where he left
off on New Year's Eve.  I was quickly at ease with him, fascinated by his
sexuality and confidence.  As we talked, I relaxed further...  and Lawrence
seemed to sense this.  He began to run his hands up and down my arms,
getting more familiar as time went on.  He asked me to dance and I
accepted. We moved out into the middle of the room among the crowd of other
dancers, and as the song was a slow one, Lawrence took me in his arms as we
began to dance.

   As we danced, Lawrence started to rub his hands along my body, up my
sides near my breasts, across my lower back.  Then he also gently rubbed my
ass.  As we continued dancing, Lawrence became more and more familiar,
touching me everywhere.  He was whispering in my ear how much he had loved
touching me on New Year's Eve, and how he would like to continue where he
left off.  I was fast becoming aroused, and was a bit worried that any of
Ben's or my friends were seeing what Lawrence was doing to me.

   We were dancing in a somewhat dark area of the room.  Very discretely,
Lawrence undid two buttons at the top of my dress, and pushed his hand
inside.  He took my breast in his hand and began to squeeze and play with
the nipple through my bra.  I must admit it...  it felt nice, and I also
felt his erection through his jeans as he pressed himself against me as we
danced.

   I unconsciously started to press back.  I was becoming more aroused by
the second, and Lawrence suddenly leaned forward and kissed me
passionately, his left arm around my waist and his right hand continuing to
caress my breast.  The music stopped and we broke apart.  I was slightly
breathless as we returned to our seats, knowing that our plan appeared to
be working.

   The rest of the evening went by in a kind of blur as Lawrence continued
to flatter me.  He did not miss any opportunity to caress some part of my
body.  I was becoming so hot.  Every now and again, Ben would come back to
see how Lawrence and I were getting along.  I could tell that Ben was
becoming excited at the sight of Lawrence coming on to me.

   The party began to wind down about midnight, and as Ben and I prepared
to leave, we invited Lawrence back to our place for another drink.  He
readily accepted.  I traveled home with Ben, and along the way we discussed
the evening, and what we expected from Lawrence's visit.  We both decided
that we had no regrets about the way things had progressed so far, and were
looking forward to things progressing further at home.  Lawrence followed
in his car.

   At home we all went inside, and Ben made us all a drink and put on some
quiet soothing music.  Lawrence sat down in an armchair behind me while I
was looking at the view out of our lounge room window.  Ben returned with
my drink, and came and stood behind me, his hands on my hips.  I leaned
back against him, and became aware of his excitement when I felt his
erection against my ass.

   I moved my ass against his hardness and he sighed and pushed closer, his
hands circling my waist to hold me.  Ben kissed my neck, and I closed my
eyes and lay my head back upon his shoulder.  His hips rolled gently
against me in slow, small movements.  No one spoke.  I think that we could
all feel the sexual tension in the air, and none of us wanted to break the
magic.  I remained leaning against Ben while his hands went upward and
covered my breasts through my dress.  He licked my ear and nuzzled my neck,
and for a moment I forgot that we were not alone.

   Ben continued to caress my breasts with his left hand while his right
slid down over my dress and went between my legs.  His fingers rubbed me
there, and I moaned softly, moving myself between his fingers that covered
my vagina and his erection that pressed against my ass.

   I heard Lawrence move in his chair, and I opened my eyes, realizing that
we were not alone, but Ben continued to hold and caress me.  I looked over
my shoulder and saw that Lawrence was looking on with undisguised lust in
his eyes.  I don't think he was sure whether he should join in without our
invitation.  I smiled at him, closed my eyes and lay my head back on Ben's
shoulder.

   My husband began to probe between my legs with his fingers, making a wet
patch in my panties as he continued.  I pushed back against his erection
even harder.  Then he undid the buttons at the top of my dress, and his
hand pulled my left breast free from the cup of my bra.  He thumbed the
nipple and I moaned again.

   I turned in his arms and put my arms around his neck, kissing him,
exposing my naked breast to Lawrence as I did so.  Our mouths were open as
we kissed long and hard, our tongues dueling.  Ben's hands went over my
ass, caressing my curves through the dress as he began to lift it higher
and higher.  I stared across at Lawrence as he looked on and I saw him
adjust his obvious erection within the confines of his jeans.

   I closed my eyes again and kissed my husband, not objecting when he
lifted my dress and his hands roamed over the flesh above my stockings and
the material of my panties.  We kissed and I moved myself against his
erection, his hands continuing to caress my body.  Our mouths broke apart
and Ben said, "I want you." I replied the same in just a whisper.  "Here
now," he said, and he led me to the lounge opposite where Lawrence was
sitting.  I was nervous, it was now or never.  I was not sure whether I
could stop it now anyway, things had gone too far.

   Ben knelt beside the lounge and kissed me.  His hand pushed up my dress
and went between my legs to touch my wetness.  I was very wet and I moaned
aloud as his fingers caressed my vagina through my panties.  Then my
husband pushed my dress around my waist and his mouth kissed the flesh
above my stockings.  His tongue followed the strap of my garter belt and
his fingers pulled aside my panties.  Quickly his mouth covered my vagina
as he began to lick and suck.

   I lay back, my eyes half closed with pleasure, half open to watch
Lawrence as he sat entranced while Ben continued to lick my inflamed
clitoris.  I opened the rest of the buttons on my dress, until it hung from
my shoulders, and eased my breasts out of the cups of my bra.  My palms
caressed them and my nipples became hard.  I noticed Lawrence begin to rub
his erection through his jeans as he continued to stare at Ben and me.

   I pushed my vagina against my hubby's mouth, and he held my thighs as he
licked my clitoris.  He was fast bringing me toward orgasm.  The excitement
of the moment was causing a sense of urgency.  I didn't fight against it.
In fact I welcomed it, putting on a show for Lawrence.  I moaned more often
as Ben continued to tongue my clitoris and I began to thrash about as my
orgasm overtook me, and I cried out loud urging Ben on.  As my orgasm
subsided, I noticed Lawrence stroking himself more forcefully through his
jeans.

   Ben pulled my panties off and threw them to at Lawrence, an unspoken
invitation for him to join us.  Lawrence caught them and put them to his
nose to smell my arousal.  Ben had opened his jeans by this time, and
pulled them down.  He climbed on the lounge and knelt between my legs.  He
was wet with my juices and I wanted to lick them from him and taste myself,
but he was moving to enter my vagina.  He stroked the head of his penis
along my vagina and I pushed upwards with my hips to entice him inside.

   My husband's stiff penis slipped into my wet vagina as he pushed it home
and sank upon me.  As his penis went in, he let out a deep sigh and lay
still until I began to lick the smears of my vaginal juices from his chin
and mouth.  Ben raised his hips and began to fuck me with strokes that were
aimed at quickly achieving a climax rather than prolonging both his and my
pleasure.  There was plenty of time for that.  I guess we were both intent
on giving Lawrence a show.

   Ben held himself above me, and I moved myself to his rhythm, encouraging
him to cum quickly.  Suddenly I realized that I had become aroused again
and was close to a second orgasm.  I rolled my hips against my husband,
striving to rub my clitoris against his pubic hair or pelvic bone.  My
fingers gripped his ass cheeks, and I dug my nails into his flesh.  In
spite of our audience...  or maybe because of it...  I wanted to cum.

   Ben pushed his penis deeper inside me, and I arched my back and moaned
as I felt him begin to cum, his sperm flooding my vagina.  I immediately
began to cum again.  I tipped my head to one side and looked across at
Lawrence.  He sat silently in his chair, holding my panties.

   Ben got off me and straightened his clothing as I remained lying on my
back.  My dress was wide open and raised, and my naked vagina was in full
view of Lawrence as I felt Ben's semen ooze out of it and begin to run down
my thighs.  I put my hand between my legs and touched my clitoris with my
index finger.  The touch sent shivers through my body.

   Ben offered to get us another drink, and he moved into the kitchen.  I
straightened myself up and stood up just as Lawrence did the same and moved
toward me.  It was happening.  Lawrence took me in his arms and began to
kiss me.  I returned the kiss.  Our tongues meshed together in the passion
of the moment.

   Ben quietly returned to the room and stood watching as Lawrence and I
kissed.  Lawrence pushed my dress from my shoulders, and it fell to the
floor.  He removed my bra and he cupped my breasts in his hands.  Then he
began to gently rub them, causing my nipples to harden.

   I began to unbutton his shirt and pull it from his jeans.  We were
kissing each other like overheated teenagers.  Lawrence lowered his head to
my right breast and began to suck the nipple, causing me to moan with
desire.  I saw Ben looking on.  He had his by-now-erect penis in his hand.

   I put my hands on Lawrence and pulled him closer as he sucked my nipple.
Feeling rather bold by now, I then started to undo his jeans and managed to
push the zipper down.  I reached inside into his briefs and began to caress
his erect penis.

   Lawrence's penis was about the same size and girth as Ben's, but this
was the first time in my life that I had touched a penis other than Ben's.
I pulled Lawrence's penis free and started to stroke it softly, and he
moaned as I did.  Lawrence then began to kiss me again.  Our tongues darted
in and out of each other's mouth as I continued to stroke his erection.

   I moved away from Lawrence slightly and took his hand.  Without
speaking, I led him into our bedroom.  I knew what I wanted, and decided to
take the lead.  Ben followed behind.  Lawrence and I stood together at the
foot of our bed and began another deep kiss.  I pushed Lawrence's shirt
from his shoulders and we both began to remove our remaining clothes. 
Finally Lawrence stood in just his briefs, holding me and kissing my
breasts.

   Our hands roamed freely over each other's naked bodies.  Lawrence moved
his hand from my breast and placed it on the opening of my vagina.  I
moaned with passion as he pushed a finger inside me.  We stood like that
for a few seconds, and then I turned Lawrence around so that his back was
to the bed.  I then slowly kissed my way down his chest until I was
kneeling in front of him.

   I took hold of his penis and stroked it gently with the tips of my
fingers.  Lawrence moaned, and as he did so, I kissed the tip of his penis
and then moved away.  I then stood up and pushed him back onto the bed and
moved to join him, laying beside him and continuing to kiss and stroke him.


   I saw that Ben had also removed his clothes and was standing at the side
of the bed gently stroking his erection.  Lawrence again placed his hand at
the entrance to my vagina and this time pushed two fingers inside me.  He
began to push them in and out.  I moved my hips to receive his fingers, and
moaned softly.  I didn't want Ben to be left out of this, but I was at a
loss as to exactly how I could involve him at this stage.

   I continued to move my hips to help Lawrence, to encourage him...  and
he began to pump his fingers slowly in and out of my vagina.  I was in
ecstasy as I thrust my hips forward to meet his fingers.  I moaned and bit
at Lawrence's shoulder, and moved to rub his penis harder and faster.  Ben
had moved to the end of the bed to get a better view.  Lawrence moved up
onto one elbow, took his fingers from my vagina and held them to my mouth
for me to suck and to taste my juices from his fingers.

   Joan...  It was one of the most erotic things I have ever done.

   Then Lawrence moved over me, and I moved into position under him.  I
pulled my knees up and apart.  My eyes closed and my hands reached around
his neck as he moved above me.  Then I remembered Ben at the end of the
bed, and I motioned him to join me on the bed.  He came to lay beside me
and took my hand as Lawrence was preparing to enter me.  I pulled my
hubby's face to me and kissed him feverishly as I felt Lawrence reach
between us and stroke my vagina.

   My tongue played with my husband's tongue and our eyes met just as I
felt Lawrence slowly pushing his penis into my wet vagina.  I moved my
hands down Lawrence's back to his ass cheeks and pulled at them, moving my
hips up to meet his.

   Oh Joan...  that was the most intense feelings I have ever felt... 
having my husband lay next to me and kiss me, while another man's penis
slid inside me.  I shiver in pleasure as I think back on it!

   Suddenly I orgasmed, surprising even myself.  As I did so, I pulled
harder at Lawrence.  He increased the speed and intensity of his thrusts,
and Ben encouraged me to cum again.  Lawrence was plunging his penis into
me harder and harder...  as deep as he could.  Our breathing was ragged,
and I sensed that he was about to cum inside me.

   I looked up into my husband's eyes as Lawrence began to spray his seed
deep into my vagina.  He pressed deeply into me.  What a sensation as I
felt him cuming deep inside me.  He moaned loudly as he did.  My eyes
closed as I felt another orgasm sweep over me, and I cried out with
pleasure.  Intense feelings of satisfaction and well-being flowed through
me.  Lawrence collapsed on top of me, and then rolled off me to the side
opposite Ben.

   As I lay there, my loving husband moved his hand to my breasts and began
to caress them, moving his mouth to my lips for a gentle, loving kiss. 
Then Ben moved over me.  I pulled my knees up and apart to await his entry
into my now-sperm-filled vagina.  Ben slid very easily into me, and I was
able to feel the minute differences between his penis and Lawrence's as he
began to move in and out.

   As Ben continued, I thought of what he must be feeling, another man's
semen inside me.  I saw a look in his face of pure lust, and I began to
respond to his thrusts.  Ben picked up the pace, and before long I was
experiencing one of the most intense orgasms I have ever had as he again
began to cum inside of me.  I pulled him as deeply inside of me as I could,
and savoured the moment as his sperm poured into me.

   Ben laid on top of me for a few minutes, until his by-now-soft penis
slipped out of me, and he kissed me and rolled to the side.  Lawrence had
been watching us, and as Ben rolled to the side, he again raised himself
above me.  I put my arms around him and spread my legs for him.  As I did
so, I was sure my husband would be able to see the semen dripping from my
vagina.

   Lawrence again lowered himself into me, and I held his neck.  I began to
match him stroke for stroke with my hips.  As Lawrence thrust into me, I
raised my hips to meet him and thrust forward.  Our bodies began to slap
together as we continued.  Both Lawrence and I started to grunt and moan as
our pace increased.  I grabbed Lawrence's ass and pulled him harder into
me, calling out for him to fuck me hard, as I felt another orgasm building.


   I continued to thrust my hips up at him and to pull at his ass. 
Suddenly Lawrence was again cuming deep inside of me as he pushed his penis
as far into my vagina as it would go.  My orgasm washed over me as Lawrence
began to slow his pace.  We fell apart from each other.

   Joan, I was almost totally exhausted from all the attention I was
getting from Ben and Lawrence.

   Ben reached for my hips and pulled me toward him.  When I was underneath
him, he placed his re-hardened penis at the entrance to my vagina, saying,
"I love you for this." He again slid easily inside of me.  He began to move
slowly in and out, saying words like, "You are so incredibly wet.  I just
love the feel of Lawrence's semen inside you as I am fucking you."

   I pulled his face to mine and began to kiss him with a passion as he
continued to move slowly in and out of me.  I loved him for this.  Believe
it or not, I felt myself building to another orgasm.  I was amazed that I
could cum so many times in one night.

   Ben continued moving gently in and out of me as my peak approached, and
suddenly I was moaning aloud as I came again.  Ben was not finished yet
though, and he continued to thrust in and out, and I watched his face as he
pushed in and out of my vagina.  Before long he was again cuming inside me,
and I enjoyed the feeling as his sperm was deposited deep in my vagina.

   We fell apart, both of us breathing heavily, and it was then I noticed
that there was semen on my stomach, my thighs and all over my vagina.  I
had been well and truly fucked!

   I looked for Lawrence and saw that he had left the room.  A short time
later he returned dressed, and indicated that it was time for him to leave.
He came to the bed and gave me a kiss.  He said that he had enjoyed himself
immensely, and was looking forward to the next time, but that he felt that
Ben and I needed some time alone now.  I agreed and kissed him goodbye.

   After Lawrence left, my husband and I lay beside each other, holding
each other, neither of us saying a word, as we drifted of to sleep.  We
would have a great many things to talk about in the morning, but for now
they could wait.  One thing I was sure of though, we both had enjoyed
ourselves with Lawrence, and that it would not be the last time.

   Joan, that's the story so far of how Ben and I experienced our first
MFM. I must admit that I enjoyed it very much and am looking forward to
repeating it.  I will keep you posted about how we go, and I would welcome
any comments you may have about what I have written above.

   I have a request.  If is possible, could Ben and I have some more of
your stories to read, they are as follows: A03-WHY, 3-102-SUE,
3-107-ANNETTE, 3-120-ALICIA, 3-410-DAN and L-117-PEG.  I hope you can grant
this request.

   I hope to hear from you soon, especially your comments about our first
MFM.

   All the best from Australia, Love Samantha.

   Dear Samantha (and Ben)...

   Thank you for your wonderful letter, Samantha.

   I was SO PLEASED to hear that your first MFM went SO WELL!  I remember
your earliest letter that expressed interest and curiosity about the
subject...  and wondering if such experiences were for you...  and if so,
how it could come about.  I think you guys handled things absolutely
beautifully in the way you got Lawrence to join you.  And...  it sounds
like you all had a fabulous first time together.

   Samantha...  apparently you agree with me (through actual experience)
that having two guys simultaneously focusing on YOUR pleasure results in
pleasure levels unknown in more conventional one-on-one sex.  It is too bad
more women don't allow themselves to explore this wonderful frontier of
feminine fulfillment.

   It sounds like both guys were fully satisfied too.  Ben did well giving
you three aggressive "fucks" in such quick succession...  with just
Lawrence's vigorous screwing in between.  Yes, I would say you were "well
and truly fucked" that night.  Seldom do women get the opportunity to be
chain-fucked five times without a break in the action...  a break that
usually brings us down from the great "peak-to-peak" sensations that give
us those unspeakably super orgasms.

   No doubt your next experience with the two guys together will be less
frantic...  and will include some new forms of three-way variety.  While a
slower pace and more variety are great, "frantic" is definitely good too
(as you now know).

   In your next note, tell me more about the conversations and sex between
you and Ben since your "Australia Day experience." From this year forward,
you will NEVER forget Australia Day 2000!

   Suggestion: In the near future, you and Ben should consider finding a
way to introduce another guy...  a different guy...  into your shared
love-making.  No doubt Lawrence will eagerly join you again and again... 
if invited.  But, it is in your (and Ben's) best interest to eventually
experience one or more other "extra partners." This will do two things. 
Obviously, it will expose you to variety in "lover's technique," variety in
cock size/shape/texture/curve/feel/etc.  and in an extra partner's
age/race/build/etc.  But, there is another reason.
Couples who restrict all their MFM activity to one other extra guy tend
to develop a unique and close relationship with that guy.  That can be
good. But if there is only one other such extra guy, it CAN cause the
primary male (Ben, in your case) to question his importance in your sex
life...  or your life in general.  Obviously, if Ben has a strong
self-image, and the two of you have a strong, loving primary
relationship... such feelings may NEVER come to Ben's mind.  I mention this
simply because if you have two or more "extra guys" in your shared sex life
over the next year or two, this potential downside to MFM pleasure need

never develop.

   Believe me, now that you have tasted these new levels of pleasure, you
will never again want to put yourself in the position of being unable to
have occasional repeat performances.  No doubt Ben will feel the same way.

   This time...  with Lawrence...  YOU chose the extra partner.  You may
want to do that again, but you may want to give Ben the opportunity to
search-out the next "prospect" (for your approval).  Or, you may want to
challenge Ben to surprise you sometimes with a guy of his choosing. 
Believe me...  that can be fun too.

   Occasionally my two guys will give me a special surprise gift.  They
will tell me to bath and "pretty-up" for a special night.  Then they will
blindfold me.  Often one of them will start kissing all over my body while
the other quietly brings in a new guy who I have not met before.  I am
typically introduced to my unseen lover by one of my guys placing my hand
on the new guy's cock to play with while my guys nibble on my breasts or
pussy.

   It is a whole new erotic sensation to acquaint oneself with a new
lover's body simply by touch, taste and smell.  Then my guys typically step
back and let the new guy nibble all over my body before putting me in a
position of his choice to enter me.  Sometimes my Tim and Bob will then
neck with me or nibble my breasts while the new guy brings me to an orgasm
or two before filling me with his own load of liquid pleasure.

   Generally, in these situations, after the first round of fun they let me
remove the blindfold to meet my new lover face-to-face.  That just leads to
another round of three-way (or in my case, four-way) fun.  I always look
forward to those special new guest nights.

   Keep those letters coming.  I am anxious to hear any and all new
developments in your newly expanded sex life.  One other thing: I would
welcome a note from Ben with his view on how things went...  how he felt...
and WHY he enjoys providing these new experiences for you (and him).  One
of the files you requested was J03-WHY.  I am sending it, and I would
welcome adding his views.

   I am attaching all the files you requested.  Hope you enjoy them.

   Write again soon.  Lots of love, Joan (and Bob and Tim)

   March 4, 2000

   Dear Joan,

   Thank you for your love and the support expressed in your last letter. I
am only too pleased to be able to relate to you our venture into the
pleasures of MFM, and I hope to continue to do so.  I think that having
someone such as yourself to talk to has enhanced our experiences, and has
certainly enlivened mine and Ben's sex life.

   Since you are going to add our story to your library of stories for
other women and couples to read, let me give you a little background on us.
I am 41-years-old and Ben is 40.  We have been happily married now for
nearly 18 years.  Our anniversary is the 1st of May.  We have four
children, three girls ages 16, 14 and 12, and a boy age 10.

   During the early years of our marriage I took the Pill as a method of
birth control, but because of problems I experienced with prolonged use, I
was unable to use it any further, and Ben began to use condoms during my
fertile period.  After the birth of our son in 1989 we decided that we
didn't want any more children.  As a result, Ben had a vasectomy.

   During our recent experience with Lawrence we did not use any form of
birth control as it was not my fertile period, and we were confident that
Lawrence was in fact a healthy male, not carrying any type of disease.  In
fact it is part of both he and Ben's employment that they have a clean bill
of health and regular check-ups.  I don't think I have told you previously,
but Ben and Lawrence are both Police Officers in our area.

   I had previous sexual experience prior to our marriage, but Ben was a
virgin...  a late starter.  My previous sexual experiences had been with
one boyfriend, but were very unfulfilling.  It was not until I met and
married Ben that my sex life improved dramatically.  We did not have sex
until after we were married.  This was due to Ben's Catholic upbringing.

   We did engage in some very heavy petting though, coming close to actual
intercourse several times.  So you can see that we were very inexperienced
when it came to sex, and I think that this was one of the reasons why we
both enjoyed our experience with Lawrence so much.

   Since our experience with Lawrence on Australia Day, Ben and I have had
many conversations and exciting sex sessions, none more so than the
following morning after Lawrence left.  I will try and tell you how things
happened.

   Early the next morning I woke before Ben and thought that it would be
nice to wake him up by sucking his penis and seeing his reaction.  I moved
down the bed and between his legs, being careful not to wake him just yet.

   I could see his penis laying against his stomach, and began to get
excited at the thought of waking him this way.  I gently took hold of his
penis in both hands and began to caress it slowly.  Ben's penis slowly came
to life, becoming erect as I continued to caress and rub it.  When it was
fully erect, I lowered my head and began to lick and suck around the head
and down the sides of his penis.  I licked and nibbled my way around his
scrotum and then, as he moaned and began to wake up I put my mouth over the
head of his penis and began to suck.

   I continued to suck, and I also used both my hands to masturbate his
by-now-erect and inflamed penis.  As Ben came fully awake, he moaned loudly
and suddenly stiffened.  I felt his body tense up, and he began to
ejaculate into my mouth.  I slurped and swallowed and sucked until his
penis began to soften, and then I released his penis and rolled back onto
the bed.

   I don't normally swallow Ben's semen when I suck his penis, but this
morning for some reason I did...  and I must admit I enjoyed it.  As I lay
on my back, the taste of his semen was still in my throat and I used my
tongue to lick the remnants from the corners of my mouth.  Ben had not come
so much since the early years of our marriage.  I didn't need to think too
hard for the reason for his sudden improvement.

   As we lay on the bed gently caressing each other, Ben thanked me for
waking him in such an unusual way, saying that I will have to do it more
often.  Ben's fingers then trailed down across my stomach and into the bush
of my pubic hair, sliding gently down into the damp valley between my legs.
Ben pushed a single finger into the mouth of my vagina, parting the outer
lips and dipping into the moisture.  He touched my clitoris lightly and I
groaned with passion.  I was still full of both his and Lawrence's semen,
and it felt wonderful.

   Ben moved down the bed and got between my legs, his head moving toward
my vagina.  Ben began to lick my inner thighs.  I moaned aloud, and my legs
fell further open.  Ben used his nose to nuzzle the entrance to my vagina,
and I'm sure the lips were open and my juices flowing freely.

   Suddenly Ben moved his head forward and began to lick and nibble at my
vagina, inflaming my clitoris.  I was able to smell the aroma of our sex,
so I'm sure Ben could smell it even stronger from his position between my
legs.  I clutched at the back of his head with both hands and pulled him
harder against me as his tongue licked and sucked my erect clitoris.

   Ben then pushed his tongue deep into my vagina, all the time licking and
sucking.  He then took my clitoris between his teeth, causing me to cry out
with pleasure as my orgasm approached.  Suddenly without warning I began to
orgasm, thrashing under Ben's tongue as he continued to suck my vagina.

   Ben moved up the bed, grabbing my hips and pushed his erect penis deep
into my vagina.  I could feel his penis throbbing as he began to thrust in
and out.  I moved my legs up and around Ben's thighs, pulling him deeper
into my vagina.  As I did so, Ben leaned down and we kissed with a passion,
our tongues probing.  I could taste both of us (and Lawrence) as our kiss
continued.

   I know that both our orgasms were not far away.  As Ben began to flood
my vagina with his semen, I arched my back.  With a loud moan I orgasmed
too, my vagina clenching around Ben's ejaculating penis.  Exhausted, we
both slumped to the bed.

   As we lay there, our conversation turned to the previous night's events
with Lawrence, and I asked, "Was it what you wanted?"

   "Yes!" he replied.  "It was such a great turn-on watching you and
Lawrence together.  I don't think I could have handled it if you had just
fucked Lawrence without my knowledge."

   I told him, "I wouldn't have wanted it any other way.  I was not
prepared to cheat on you behind your back and risk our marriage, but with
your consent I was prepared to try MFM with Lawrence.  I hope you realize I
was a little reluctant at first, but your love for me convinced me to give
it a try.  It certainly worked out well."

   Ben said, "It was very erotic for me.  I loved seeing you and Lawrence.
The first time his penis entered you I thought I would pass out with lust."

   I said, "I'm glad you liked it.  I know I certainly did.  And, having
you there with me was a great comfort."

   Ben said, "I was worried that Lawrence might have a bigger penis than
me, or be a better lover than me.  I hope that's not the case.  I admit it,
I am a little jealous."

   I assured him, "You don't have to be jealous Ben.  You are every bit as
good a lover as Lawrence.  It was just different with him that's all...  so
erotic, having someone different fuck me.  I make love to you.  I was only
fucking Lawrence." I think Ben needed to be reassured of my love for him.

   Our conversation continued in this vein for some time, but the bottom
line was that I had only fucked Lawrence with Ben's encouragement to sample
MFM.  I had certainly enjoyed it.  But as I said before, I was only fucking
Lawrence...  not making love to him as I do with Ben.  Lawrence isn't a
better lover than my husband, although he's not bad (that is an
understatement!), and I am certainly looking forward to fucking him again
in the future.  We both agreed that we would continue to see Lawrence and
explore further the pleasures of MFM.

   Joan, we have not had a chance to get together with Lawrence since that
day due to various reasons, and that only serves to heighten both mine and
Ben's excitement as we strive to continue our newfound pleasure.  Our sex
life has certainly been exciting...  to say the least...  as we strive to
find new ways to please each other, and think about our next time with
Lawrence.

   Ben tells me that his work and personal relationship with Lawrence has
not altered.  They have talked about our night together, and have decided
that it should happen again whenever possible.  Lawrence understands that
there are no strings attached, and that our sessions together are just for
fucking and enjoying the pleasure of MFM.

   Recently Ben came home from work and told me that Lawrence has been
promoted and is to be transferred to another part of the state.  If we are
to get together again, it will have to be soon.  I am starting to miss the
MFM action even after one experience.

   As you suggested in your last letter, perhaps we should look at
including another male into our shared love-making.  It may be that this
course of action will be forced upon us by this recent turn of events
concerning Lawrence.

   I already have someone else in mind, another of Ben's work colleagues,
Walt.  He is about our age, or possibly slightly older.  He has recently
become divorced and is a good friend of Ben's.  I have not suggested this
to Ben yet, but I think he will be more than agreeable.  Walt is of a
bigger build than Lawrence and Ben, and I may be able to experience
different sensations by fucking him.

   I am attempting to get Ben to write a note to you about his views on how
things went and I hope he will send it to you in the near future.

   I hope this note will help you to put our story together.  I am pleased
that you want to do so, and I will certainly keep you posted as our
experiences continue.

   I look forward to hearing from you soon Joan, Please comment on this
latest letter.  I'll look forward to it.  I value your opinion highly.
   Love, Samantha (& Ben)