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 Helen's Story

   Received 11/13/2002

   We are your average middle-aged couple.  Tommy and I are both 46.  We
dated our senior year in college and married two years later.  We've been
married 23 years, and we have two teenage daughters.

   Both of us are kind of plain looking.  I am 5"2', 145 lbs, 39-32-39, and
my husband is 6', 200 lbs and slightly balding.  Obviously, we are not Mr.
and Mrs.  America.  We were both virgins when we married.  While we dated,
we fooled around some, but we never had intercourse.  We live in a small
suburban house, and Tommy earns a good living selling insurance.  I work at
a local department store.

   I always thought our sex life was good.  I was the type of wife that let
my husband take the lead, and I went along with whatever he wanted to do.
We have experienced oral sex, and have tried anal occasionally.  We have
used dildos and vibrators, and I enjoyed doing it all.

   Over the years we typically had sex at least once a week, and sometimes
twice.  We waited six years before we had our first child.  Thoroughout
those six years our sex life was good.  Over the years I have been able to
enjoy multiple orgasms.

   As our daughters entered their teenage years, we began to curtail our
sexual activities.  With two inquisitive young ladies in the house, and as
they stayed up later and later, we found that our private time together
grew shorter and shorter.  Now we have sex once every other week.

   One Saturday night we were at home watching TV, waiting for the girls to
come home, when Tommy suddenly said, "You know Helen, something is wrong
with our sex life.  We are 46 and it seems as if our sex life is over.  We
need to do something.  Sex is just not exciting anymore."

   I replied, "Would you like me to parade around the house nude, Tom?  The
girls will be home any minute.  Why don't we wait until after they are in
bed."

   "Helen, you don't understand, we need to do something drastic to
jump-start our sex life," he replied.  To that, I suggested, "I understand
that for the last few years our sex life has been something less than
inspiring.  Maybe we can get away by ourselves for a few days."

   "We tried that a couple of years ago, and that did not accomplish much."


   "Well Tommy, you know that when it comes to sex, whatever you want to do
is okay with me."

   There was a brief moment of silence.  Then my husband said, "Well, how
about if we try a threesome?" Shocked, I snapped my head around and
blurted, "What?"

   I stared at him a couple of moments.  My head was buzzing with shock and
surprise.  Why would he want us to have sex with another woman?  But, then
I learned that it wasn't another woman he was interested in.  He wanted to
invite another man to join him in having sex with me.

   There was no way that this was going to happen!  After all these years
of marriage, I felt I had discovered that I had married a pervert.

   "Just consider it," he said.  "There is nothing perverted about it. 
Many other couples have tried it." But another man ...  I thought, no way!
Imagine my embarrassment being nude in front of another man.  "I am not
real comfortable with this idea.  And," I went on, "who do you propose this
man is going to be?" He quietly said, "Trust me on this."

   When we went to bed I asked him about it again.  "Were you serious about
wanting me to have sex with another guy?" I asked.

   "I think it would be a huge turn-on," he said.

   "I know you love me," I said, "so I can't understand why you would want
me to have sex with someone else."

   "It's BECAUSE I do love you that it would be a turn-on." "That doesn't
make any sense," I countered.

   "Sure it does," assured Tommy.

   "But won't it create a problem for you to see me having sex with another
man?" He replied, "This has nothing to do with love, this would be purely
recreational." I was still opposed to the idea of having sex with another
man.

   Some days later, Tommy downloaded some of your stories (Joan's True MFM
Stories), and began to read them to me.  I could not believe that my
husband even found such stories a turn-on.  Then I personally went to the
site that contained those stories
(/files/Authors/Joans_True_3-some_Stories), and found
out that many of the stories were written by women.  The women's stories
seemed to show that they all loved their man, and yet they admitted that
they enjoyed sex as much as men do, including extra-partner variety in
their sex play.

   After reading their stories, it seemed like they enjoyed the
participation of the extra male.  And, their husbands always seemed to be
well-satisfied too.  It seemed to me that in all these stories everyone
involved loved it.

   And, more importantly, the love-relationship of the couple or couples
involved always seemed to be strengthened by the experience.  I had to
admit that after reading those stories, I became curious about the
experiences described by the women who had enjoyed them.

   Needless to say, during the following days I started thinking about the
possibility of having sex with two men.  Strangely enough, it excited me a
little.  I began looking at myself in the mirror, wondering whether another
man could find me exciting enough.

   Over the course of the next couple weeks we talked about it a bit more,
and the thought became more and more exciting to me.  Tommy reassured me
that he loved me, and that this would not create any problems for us.  In
time, I reluctantly consented to try it.

   About month passed without anything else being said about it.  One
Wednesday night Tommy says, "Do you think that we could get away this
weekend?"

   "Why?" I asked.  He tells me that he thinks he found a likely candidate,
and would like us to meet with him.  "Who is this person?" I asked.  "Don't
worry," he said, "you'll meet him Friday.  If you don't like him, you don't
have to go thru with it.  Just trust me on this."

   So Friday evening, we got the girls over to their friend's houses for
the weekend, and off we went to a motel about 25-30 miles away.  We checked
in, took showers, had some dinner.  Then we went to the lounge to meet this
person.

   Needless to say I was nervous, not knowing what to expect or even how to
act.  Tommy led me over to the table where this young man was seated. 
"Helen, this Juan." He got up from his chair, extended his hand and gave me
a kiss on my cheek.  He looked like a teenager.

   He was shorter than Tommy (about 5" 6" and slim), well groomed with
black curly hair.  He was dressed in a blue blazer and gray slacks.  He was
good looking, in a Latin sort of way.  But so young.

   He told us he was 27, married with one child, and his wife was in
Venezuela where she was visiting her family, something she does several
times a year.  The reason is because he is a Phd.  student at a nearby
university, and he spends a great deal of time involved in his studies and
research.  During that time his wife travels to Venezuela.  This has given
him opportunities to get together with other individual women, but he has
declined.

   He was concerned about the possibility of contracting diseases, and also
was afraid of developing possible relationships that could turn into a
problem.  He said that two years ago, one of the professors that he was
working with recognized his situation, and invited him to join he and his
wife in a threesome.

   In time he said he also got together with another married couple.  This
situation continued until recently, when the professor accepted a position
at another university several states away.  So, Juan posted his background
on the internet, where he was contacted by my husband, Tommy.

   I was in a total fog, half listening to what they were saying.  Tommy
asked Juan several questions, which were apparently answered to Tommy's
satisfaction.  Tommy mentioned that this was our very first time, and
needless to say that we were nervous.

   Juan looked at us and said, "I understand, and I think I am perfect for
this situation.  I find you to be a very attractive couple, and would very
much like to get together with you." He went on, "I feel that I have a
great deal to offer ...  I am discreet, I don't smoke, don't do drugs or
drink ...  I am disease-free ...  well-endowed ...  and most of all, I am
experienced."

   Tommy asked him to wait in the lobby so he could speak to me.  Juan
left. "So, Helen what do you think?".

   "Tommy, he is young enough to be my son," I whispered.

   "Helen, he is a grown man, a father, a husband, a responsible person...
and like he said, he's experienced...  his age is most certainly a
positive."

   The practical side of me was thinking that since we had made this big
trip, we might as well get it over with.  "Tommy, I told you what I think.
You make the decision." He told me to go up to our room and wait for them.

   Juan and Tommy entered the room.  I was seated at the edge of the bed,
still fully dressed.  Juan came over to me, kissed me on the lips, and said
he knew that I was nervous, and that he would do everything possible to
make this an enjoyable experience for all of us.

   "So," said Tommy, "we might as well get started and take our clothes
off." With that I walked away from them toward a chair in the corner... 
and with my back to them, I began to slowly remove my clothes.

   When I had all my clothes off, I turned around and walked back toward
them.  By that time they were both naked, and ever so ready.  Then I saw
it! "It" was big.

   I exclaimed, "Tommy, It's too big.  There is no way that I can handle
that." Juan responded quickly.  "Don't worry Helen, I will be very
gentle... I have lubrication with me, and believe me no one has ever been
uncomfortable." Tommy put his arms around me and reassure me that
everything would be okay.  Then he took my hand and walked me over to the
bed.

   I laid down on my back, totally exposed to their view.  They each got on
either side of me.  Tommy leaned over and kissed me, placing his hand over
my left breast.  Juan reached out and carressed my other breast.  I felt
good as they touched me, and then Juan began to kiss the side of my neck. I
closed my eyes.

   Juan began to kiss his way down to the nipple of my left breast.  He
began to tease and suck it.  I grabbed my husband's face and pulled his
mouth to mine, kissing him with passion.  I could feel Juan sucking my
nipple, and I pulled Tommy's hand to my other breast.  He began to tease my
nipple.

   As Tommy caressed my breast, Juan began to lick and kiss his way down my
body, as I continued to kiss Tommy strongly.  I found myself beginning to
react as both of them continued to caress me.  Then I felt a hand on my
thigh, creeping up.  Oh my.

   I felt Juan move down on the bed, and Tommy moved his other hand over my
other breast and kissed his way down my neck.  Then he took my right nipple
in his mouth and began to suck gently on it.  By that point, Juan had moved
between my legs.  Suddenly I felt his face in my crotch.  I felt him run
his hands over my mound, and then press his face to the lips of my vagina.
I tensed for a moment...  and then relaxed as I felt his gentle kisses on
the lips of my vagina.

   With his fingers, he parted my labia ever so gently.  I moaned quietly,
pulling my husband's head hard against my breast.  Involuntarily, my legs
parted wider as Juan began to tongue my vagina.  I could hear wet sounds as
his tongue worked inside my vaginal lips.

   I felt very self-conscious because I had a very luxurious growth of
hair, and had not trimmed my bush since I had my last child.  Tommy and I
had not had oral sex in years.  I wondered if Juan would have some
difficulty.  Evidently not, because his tongue was able to find my
clitoris. In no time his tongue was working me to an orgasm.

   Tommy moved aside.  I just put my hands on the back of Juan's head.  I
became so aroused as I looked down my body.  I could see his face buried in
my vagina.  I felt my first orgasm building within me.  My hands pulled him
more into me, and my breath quickened.  He sensed the urge in me, and his
tongue worked on me faster.

   My breaths became short and deep.  Then I pushed my vagina into his face
and pressed my head back as the orgasm washed over me.  When I recovered, I
rolled my head side to side and just said, "Oh my lord, oh my lord!" I
opened my eyes slightly and saw thatd my Tommy was smiling at me.

   Then, Juan kissed his way back up my stomach and to my breasts as he
slid back over me.  Juan spread my legs wider.  Soon I felt him place his
big penis at my hole.  I suddenly looked up at him.  He saw the look of
apprehension in my face.  I watched as Juan put some lubricant on his
erection.  I grabbed Tommy's hand and squeezed tightly.

   "Take a deep breath," Juan said, "and then let it out slowly." He pushed
gently.  I felt the head of his penis pop inside me.  "Do it again," he
said.  Again I let my breath out slowly and he pushed himself inside me...
even slower that time.  I felt the walls of my vagina expand to accommodate
him.  I must say I'd never felt so full before.

   He stopped.  "Is there more?" I asked.  "It's all in," he said.  "Oh my
God!".  I couldn't believe it.  I looked over at Tommy, and saw a big smile
on his face.  Somehow, I felt a sense of accomplishment.

   "Are you OK, babe?" Tommy asked.  He was still holding my hand.

   "I'm fine," I replied.  Then Juan said, "Close your eyes Helen, we are
going for a ride." I could feel the veins of his erection as he began to
push in and then withdraw.  Each stroke felt so good.  He would push all
the way in, and I would raise my hips to meet him.  Then he would pull
almost out, and then push in again.

   Soon I felt an orgasm building in me.  I squeezed Tommy's hand tightly.
Juan felt so much different than my husband.  It felt really good.  Our
rhythm was building.  Juan didn't miss a beat.  As I came, he made quick
short strokes into me.  I was pushing toward him with each stroke.  He
pushed my legs up, and my knees almost to my shoulders, giving him even
deeper access to my vagina.  It felt wonderful.

   He continued like that for what seemed forever.  Suddenly, I felt his
penis expand.  He pulled out, and shot his semen all over my chest and
stomach.  He leaned down and kissed me, then he rolled over onto his back.
My husband quickly replaced him, and pushed his erect penis into my
well-lubricated vagina.

   I welcomed him with open arms as he began to thrust in and out of me.  I
opened my legs wider and put them around his back as my vagina clenched
around his penis.  Our rhythm began to build, and I could hear wet sounds
coming from my vagina as my husband's penis moved in and out of me.

   Tommy started to pick up his tempo, pushing faster and harder.  Suddenly
my body went rigid as I came again, and then Tommy began to come inside me.
Tommy then collapsed on top of me, and then rolled over to his side.  We
were all spent.

   Both men got up and went to clean up, while I lay there exhausted.  I
must have stayed there a good 20 minutes before I went to clean myself.  I
decided to take a quick shower.  When I returned, both men were lying on
their backs, sporting new erections.  I was refreshed from my shower, and I
guess they were ready for round two.

   They were talking to each other.  Juan beckoned me over to him and
gestured for me to get onto him...  to straddle his crotch.  I looked at my
husband, and he nodded his okay.  With Juan laying on his back, I straddled
his body, facing him.  I grabbed his hard penis and directed the head of
his penis to just below my vagina, and I gingerly impaled myself upon it.

   I began to lower myself slowly onto his hard penis.  Juan began to push
up as I came down, impaling himself deeper inside me.  My husband just
rested on his elbows on the bed next to Juan, watching my reaction to
Juan's penis as it filled me.

   I began to raise and lower myself on his erection.  I felt my vagina
clench Juan's big penis inside me.  It felt really good!  Juan asked me to
bend forward, so that he could kiss my neck.  Then I felt the bed move as
Tommy got behind me.  He straddled both our legs.

   I felt my husband grab my hips and pull me so my butt was in the air. 
Then it dawned on me what he intended to do.  "Would I be able to handle
his penis back there?" I wondered, "with Juan filling me so full?" I felt
my husband insert a finger into my rear hole.  He had apparently applied a
lubricant to his finger.  It slid in easily...  with no pain.

   Then, with Juan still gently sliding in and out of my pussy, I felt two
of my husband's fingers sliding in and out.  Suddenly my husband's fingers
withdrew.  "Let me try to put this in your backside," he said.  I saw that
his fist was grasping his stiff cock.  "Are you sure that I can handle both
of you at once," I asked.  "Please be gentle," I continued.

   I felt the tip of Tommy's penis press between my ass cheeks, and through
the outer ring of my anus.  My husband slowly pushed his hard penis up into
my backside, and I felt Juan press me down to help Tommy's entry.

   As Tommy pressed against me, the lubrication he had applied let the head
of his penis ease into me.  He stopped.  He was inside me!  I almost could
not believe that I had two cocks inside me at the same time!  For a few
seconds we all rested like that.  I could feel the pressure, the fullness,
and some slight pain.  I held my breath as Tommy then slowly plunged deeper
into me.

   "I can feel you slide inside her," Juan said.  "It almost feels like we
are in the same hole, I can feel your every movement."

   "Oh, please take it easy," I said.  Then the mild pain I had felt turned
into pleasure.

   "Does it feel okay to you honey?" my husband whispered into my ear.  "It
feels good!" I replied.  When Tommy was all the way in, he stopped and
stayed there.

   "Does it hurt babe?" my husband asked.  "No...  I just feel very full!"

   Then Juan said to my husband, "You need to start fucking her.  I want to
feel you go in and out." Juan held onto my hips as Tommy reached over and
began to play with my breasts.  He pulled part way out, and then pushed in
again.  "It feels so tight." Tommy exclaimed.  Juan said, "I can feel the
friction of your cock rubbing against mine."

   Tommy began to lift up just as he pushed into me.  That caused me to
rise up just enough so that Juan's penis partly withdrew from my vagina. 
Then as Tommy drove down tight into my ass again, it caused me to literally
suck Juan's penis back up inside my vagina.

   Juan helped by pushing up each time, driving deeper into me.  Tommy
pulled back, and then drove himself into me again.  Again and again.  He
continued his in and out strokes.  I was swooning!  I came again and again!

   Tommy kept driving.  I can't tell you how many times I came before I
felt Tommy come.  Our orgasms also caused Juan to explode inside my vagina.
The combination of all that drove me into one more fantastic orgasm. 
Again, all three of us just flopped over, thoroughly and exquisitely wiped
out.

   I must have dozed off for a short period.  When I opened my eyes, both
men had their eyes closed.  I quietly got off the bed and went into the
bathroom to clean myself.  When I returned both guys had their eyes open,
and Tommy had a big smile on his face.

   I crawled onto the bed, between Tommy's legs and on my knees.  I gently
picked up his limp penis.  I had brought a warm wash cloth with me from the
bathroom, and I gently...  thoroughly...  washed my husband's penis.  Then
I set the cloth aside and I began to stroke it slowly.

   When I didn't get any reaction, I placed it in my mouth and began to
suck.  Not wanting Juan to feel left out I reached over and began to stroke
him.  Slowly but surely, Juan began to grow in my hand.  I released him and
started to vigorously suck Tommy's penis.

   Juan got up from the bed and got on his knees behind me.  He placed his
hands on my butt and raised me.  Then he slid his big penis into my vagina.
"Oh my God, Tommy, he is going to do me again," I whispered.  In this
position, I could now really feel Juan's erection as it plunged deep into
me.  I can't even remember the last time that Tommy fucked me doggy style.
It had been my favorite position.

   Juan continued to plunge his erection into me.  "Oh God, it feels so
goood!" I told my husband.  Funny how Juan's size was not even a concern
anymore.

   Tommy was now hard again.  "Tommy, I want you to change places with
Juan." Both men shifted positions.  Tommy replaced Juan's penis in my
vagina.  I now had Juan's impressive erection right in my face.  It was
really only then that I realized how big he was.

   I placed my hand around his stem.  I cautiously started to kiss around
the head.  Then I slid my lips around his head, and then down his erection.
I could taste myself.  I'd never done that before.  I've never really
enjoyed giving oral sex.  I felt his hands move down to me as I started to
suck him deeper.  My mouth was having a tough time with his big penis.

   As my husband stroked himself gently in and out of my pussy, Juan gently
ran his hand over the back of my neck, and massaged it as he guided me up
and down on his penis.  I pulled off and licked down the underside of his
penis, and began to kiss his balls.  My hands stroked his erection.  He was
so big and hard.  Then I licked my way back up and began sucking him again.


   His hands gently pushed me up and down.  I did that for a while.  Then
his thick penis began to expand.  "I'm going to come," he said.  I'd never
let Tommy come in my mouth, but I knew I would let Juan do so.  This was my
day for trying new things.

   Without hesitation I continued to move my head up and down on him.  Soon
I felt his penis start to throb in my mouth, slowly at first, then quickly
as he started to spurt.  His first shot hit the back of my throat and went
down my throat.  I gagged a bit, and quickly raised my mouth.  His semen
was flooding my mouth.  I swallowed most of it down.  It couldn't believe
how much he came.

   Some oozed out the corner of my mouth and onto my chin and lips.  He
finally stopped.  I looked up at him.  With his index finger he scooped up
the excess off my face.  He smiled and whispered, "Thank you."

   I laid my head on Juan's stomach, with his rapidly shrinking wet penis
in my left hand, and began concentrating on what Tommy was doing.  He was
still stroking me rhythmically.  I began to push back toward him.  It felt
so good...  and I was experiencing a certain sense of satisfaction knowing
that I had just given Juan some real pleasure, and knowing that I was
resting my head on his abdomon as my husband pumped deeply into me.  I just
relaxed as Tommy continued.  I could feel another orgasm coming on.  I just
reveled in the sensations.

   Tommy kept driving into me, but I could sense him slowing down.  "I'm
coming, Honey, come with me", I said.  Tommy picked up his pace.  He
groaned and stopped.  I could feel him spurting inside me.  He stopped, and
I waited for him to finish.  He got off me, rolled over, and collapsed next
to me.  I still had Juan's penis in my hand.  I gave it a quick kiss, let
it go, and then I rolled over.

   Juan got up from the bed, went to the bathroom, cleaned up, and got
dressed.  He came over to me and gave me a kiss on my lips.  He explained
that he had something working in the lab and needed to leave.  He said he
hoped that we had enjoyed ourselves...  and could we get together again
soon.

   Tommy looked at me and asked, "Was it good for you, honey?" "It was
great," I replied.

   "Shall we do it again?" he asked.  After a long pause, I found myself
saying, "I don't think so."

   "What?  But you said it was great." I looked at my husband and said,
"Tommy, I just can't reconcile in my mind what we just did to what I tell
my daughters.  It was great, yes, but I can't see me getting together with
other men, just because it is a turn-on for you."

   Then my husband asked, "Would you consider getting together with Juan
again?" I looked at him, smiled, and said, "We'll see."

   I need to tell you that in the weeks following our get together with
Juan, Tommy and I have had some really great sex.  I even shaved my pussy.
What do you think that means?

   Helen

   A PS from Joan: When Helen sent in her story, it came with a cover note
that said:

   This my true story about an event that happened back in April (2002). 
Of course I have changed the names of the individuals involved.



   I must tell you that our get together with Juan was memorable, and still
serves as an aphrodisiac for both my husband and me.

   Juan has called us several times hoping to get together again.  Although
I still have a great deal of concern regarding this kind of activity, we
told him that we can get together the first weekend in December.  I believe
that he will be going to Venezuela for a month after that.



   A Follow-up note received from Helen on 11/30/2002...

   Joan...  In response to your questions about our decision to experience
our first MFM...  indeed we have been very happy.  We found the experience
to be extremely enjoyable.  As I stated in my first letter, for us the
experience has served as an aphrodisiac.  Prior to that special experience
with Juan, we had forgotten how much fun sex could be.

   Since I have shaved my pussy, my husband now goes down and attacks it
with such relish.  He has discovered my clitoris again.  We also set aside
time during the month to enjoy anal sex again.  While oral sex still is not
on my top-ten-list, at least I don't pull away every time I feel his penis
twitch.

   My husband has reacted to our first threesome experience exactly as he
said he would ("This has nothing to do with love, this would be purely
recreational").  Every time Juan has called, my husband tries to encourage
me to agree to get together with him again.  I am the one who keeps
resisting.

   I must make a comment about something that I found interesting.  My
husband told me that when he first saw the size of Juan's erection, he was
concerned that I would call the whole thing off.  After we were in bed, he
said he was kind of jealous about Juan's size.  He was afraid that I might
enjoy it too much.  While he was thinking that, I was concerned about being
uncomfortable.  Its funny how men and women think about these things.  I
must say that I was surprised at the ease with which I was able to handle
Juan's size.  I don't know how other women's experiences have been with a
large penis, but (since Juan was slow and gentle) I had no discomfort at
all.

   I still have concerns about this type of activity.  I have agreed to get
together with Juan again, and I have no doubt that it will again be
enjoyable.  But I still feel mildly uncomfortable.

   We were fortunate that Juan turned out to be a gentleman.  In my mind, I
think there always exists the possibility that something can go wrong.

   As for other women, as long as they feel comfortable with having an
extra guy in bed with them and their husband, I can say it is a unique and
extremely pleasurable experience.
   Helen