r/mfm_stories

Okay, I am new to this, a couple I know asked me to be their third I am interested, they are nice, the wife is hot. All in all seems like a good situation, that being said. What should I ask them or talk about to have as good and safe experience as possible?

I was twenty two and had only ever been with one guy before. That relationship had ended almost a year ago and since then my sex life had been nonexistent. I spent most nights at home studying for my last semester of college or scrolling through my phone feeling a little lonely but also a little curious. My two closest guy friends Jake and Tyler had been part of my life for the last couple of years. We hung out constantly watched movies played video games and talked about everything. They were both single too and we had grown so comfortable with each other that sometimes the conversation would drift into flirty territory but nothing ever happened.

Jake was the quieter one. He was about five ten with a lean build slightly skinnier than average and kind brown eyes that always made me feel safe. Tyler was taller at six one with broad shoulders and an easy smile. We had never talked about sizes or anything like that but over time through casual jokes and the way they carried themselves I had a vague idea that Jake was more average and Tyler was thicker. I never let myself think about it too much because they were my friends.

One Friday night we were all at my apartment after a few drinks. The conversation had turned to dating and how none of us had been with anyone new in a long time. Tyler laughed nervously and said he had always wondered what it would be like to watch someone else with a girl he liked. Jake turned red and admitted the same thing. My heart started racing. I felt shy but also excited in a way I had never felt before. I told them I had only been with one person and the idea of doing something like this made me nervous but I trusted them completely.

We sat there in silence for a minute the air thick with tension. Then Tyler suggested we could start slow just kissing and seeing how it felt. No pressure. I nodded my cheeks burning. Jake looked at me with those gentle eyes and asked if I was sure. I said yes but my voice came out small.

We moved to my bedroom because the couch felt too exposed. I sat on the edge of the bed and they both stood in front of me looking almost as nervous as I felt. Tyler stepped closer first and leaned down to kiss me. His lips were soft and warm. The kiss started slow and gentle then deepened a little. I could feel Jake watching us and that sent a strange thrill through me. When Tyler pulled back he smiled shyly and motioned for Jake to go next.

Jake sat beside me on the bed and kissed me next. His kiss was different more tender and a little hesitant. I liked how both felt so unique. My body was already warming up and I could feel my pulse between my legs. Tyler sat on my other side and gently ran his hand along my arm. We kept it light at first just kissing back and forth between them while their hands stayed respectful never going too far too fast.

After a while I felt brave enough to pull my shirt over my head. They both stared for a second then looked away embarrassed. I laughed softly and told them it was okay. They could look. Tyler reached out first and traced his fingers over my bra. Jake followed touching my shoulder and then my waist. Their touches were light and exploratory like they were afraid of doing something wrong.

I unhooked my bra and let it fall. My nipples were already hard from the attention and the cool air. Both guys looked mesmerized. Tyler leaned in and kissed one gently while Jake kissed the other. The feeling of two mouths on me at the same time made me moan quietly. I was so wet already and we had barely started.

We kept building slowly. I helped them take their shirts off. Jake was slim with a flat stomach and Tyler had more muscle definition. I ran my hands over both of them enjoying the contrast. They were both breathing harder now and I could see the bulges in their pants.

Tyler was the first to take off his jeans. His cock sprang out and my eyes widened. It was about six and a half inches but incredibly thick like the width of a monster energy can. The head was broad and it looked heavy. I had never seen anything like it in real life. Jake noticed my reaction and smiled shyly as he took his own pants off. His was normal sized maybe a little above average in length but much slimmer. The difference was striking and for some reason it turned me on even more knowing I was going to feel both.

I reached out and touched them both. Tyler groaned when my fingers wrapped around his thick shaft. It barely fit in my hand. Jake sighed softly as I stroked him too. They both watched me with hungry but still shy eyes. Tyler suggested I suck them and I nodded feeling my face flush.

I started with Jake because he looked a little more nervous. I took him into my mouth slowly savoring the feel of him. He was smooth and fit easily. Tyler watched intently his hand on my shoulder. The way he stared at Jake sliding between my lips made my pussy throb. Then I switched to Tyler. His thickness stretched my mouth and I could only take the head at first. I used my tongue and both hands working them together while they both moaned and tried not to thrust too hard.

After a few minutes I lay back on the bed and they helped me out of my pants and panties. I was completely exposed and dripping wet. They both looked at me with awe. Tyler asked if he could go down on me first. I said yes and spread my legs shyly. His tongue was warm and eager. He licked me slowly exploring every fold while Jake watched closely stroking himself. The sight of Jake watching Tyler eat me out pushed me close to the edge. When Tyler slid a thick finger inside me I came hard my hips bucking against his face.

Jake took his turn next. His tongue was gentler and more precise. He focused on my clit while Tyler watched and played with my breasts. I came again softer this time but still intense.

Now it was time for more. I told them I wanted to feel them inside me. They looked at each other then back at me both a little unsure who should go first. I suggested Tyler start because I was so wet and his thickness would need extra care. Jake nodded eagerly clearly excited to watch.

I got on my back and Tyler positioned himself between my legs. He rubbed the thick head up and down my slit coating himself in my wetness. Even though I was soaked it took slow pressure for him to push the head in. I gasped at the stretch. It felt so full. He went inch by inch letting me adjust. Jake sat beside us his eyes glued to the sight of Tyler disappearing inside me. Tyler finally bottomed out and we both moaned. He stayed still for a moment then started slow gentle thrusts.

The fullness was incredible. Every movement pressed against every part of me. Jake leaned in and kissed me while Tyler fucked me. Watching Jake watch us made everything hotter. Tyler picked up a little speed but stayed careful. I came around him my walls squeezing his thick cock.

When Tyler pulled out I was trembling. Jake moved into position next. He slid in easily after Tyler had opened me up. The contrast felt amazing. Jake was slimmer so he could thrust faster and deeper hitting a spot that made me see stars. Tyler watched every stroke his hand slowly stroking his still hard cock glistening with my juices. The look on Tyler’s face as he saw Jake fuck me was pure lust and it sent me over the edge again.

We switched a few more times. Tyler’s thickness stretching me wide then Jake’s smoother strokes building me up. They never rushed. They asked if I was okay constantly. At one point I rode Tyler while Jake stood beside the bed so I could suck him. The feeling of being filled while having the other in my mouth was overwhelming.

Eventually they both got close. I told them I wanted to see them finish on me. They knelt on either side of me stroking themselves while I lay there flushed and satisfied. Tyler came first thick ropes landing across my stomach and breasts. Jake followed right after adding to the mess. They both looked shy again afterward but also incredibly happy.

We cleaned up together took a shower where we just held each other and laughed about how nervous we had all been at the start. None of us regretted it. It felt like a new chapter something intimate and trusting between the three of us.

Sarah and Mike had been married for eight years and their sex life was solid but had grown a bit routine. Mike stood six foot one with an athletic build and carried a respectable six and a half inches. It had always been enough for Sarah. She loved how it felt inside her and how he knew exactly how to use it. Sarah was five foot six with soft curves full C cup breasts and pale creamy skin that flushed pink when she got excited. Mike called her his White princess because of that beautiful pale skin.

They had talked about bringing in another man for months. A real threesome where everything stayed equal fifty fifty. Mike would fuck Sarah while the other guy did the same and they would switch off so no one felt left out. To keep it safe and exciting Sarah matched with Alex on Tinder two weeks earlier. He seemed charming respectful and normal when they met for a quick drink. Alex stood six foot two with a muscular frame and an easy smile. Tonight was the night they invited him over.

They sat in the living room with wine flowing and laughter filling the air. Sarah wore a short black dress that hugged her hips and showed off her smooth legs. Mike kept his hand on her thigh the whole time. The chemistry between Sarah and Alex felt electric right away.

When they moved to the bedroom the lights were dimmed low. Clothes came off slowly. Mike was hard at six and a half inches with average girth and visible veins. Alex stripped down next and both Sarah and Mike paused for a moment. Alex was the same length at six and a half inches but much much thicker. His cock looked heavy like a thick beer can with a broad head and prominent veins wrapping around the shaft. It hung low even when only half hard and as Sarah wrapped her fingers around it they barely met halfway.

Wow Sarah whispered her voice breathy. That feels so different.

Mike felt a strange warm thrill in his stomach. Equal play right he said trying to sound casual.

They started on the big king bed with Sarah lying on her back legs spread wide. Mike went in first sliding into her familiar wet heat. She felt perfect around him and she moaned softly while her hands ran down his back. He thrust steadily kissing her deeply. After only a few minutes the excitement made him too sensitive and he pulled out breathing hard already close to the edge.

Your turn Mike told Alex his voice a little tight.

Alex moved between Sarahs thighs and rubbed the fat wide head of his cock up and down her slick pussy lips coating himself in her wetness. Sarah bit her lip and looked down between her legs. Go slow she said softly. It is really thick.

He pressed forward. The head pushed past her entrance with a wet pop and Sarah gasped sharply. Inch by thick inch her pussy stretched open around him. Her pale lips clung tight to the shaft parting wider than Mike had ever seen them go. Her inner walls visibly stretched to take the girth and she let out a long trembling moan.

Oh fuck it is stretching me so much she breathed her voice shaking with both surprise and growing pleasure.

Mike sat back on the edge of the bed his own cock in his hand watching every second. He planned to jump back in soon but the sight held him in place. Sarahs creamy pale pussy looked so full and opened up around that thick cock. She looked different more completely filled.

Alex started slow letting her adjust then built a steady rhythm with long deep strokes. Sarahs moans grew louder and more urgent. God it feels so different she said. So full everywhere.

Mike leaned in to suck on her nipples while Alex kept fucking her. He wanted to stay part of it but the visual was too much. After just a couple minutes of watching Sarah take those thick strokes Mike felt his balls tighten. He stroked himself faster and came hard spurting onto his hand and the sheets with a groan. His load came out quick and strong but it left him spent fast. The orgasm hit him harder than usual from the pure visual overload.

Sarah noticed but she was already lost in the feeling. Keep going Alex she moaned. Do not stop.

Alex had amazing stamina. He did not slow down at all. He flipped Sarah onto all fours so she faced Mike. That way her husband could see every expression on her face. Alex gripped her hips firmly and drove in deeper. The wet slapping sounds of her stretched pussy taking that thick cock filled the room louder and more obscene than when Mike fucked her. Sarahs eyes rolled back and her mouth stayed open in constant moans.

Look at her Alex said calmly to Mike. She is loving every inch.

Mike nodded unable to look away. Sarahs ass cheeks rippled each time Alex thrust forward. Her pussy lips were puffy and swollen now clinging tightly to the thick shaft on every outward pull before swallowing it back in. She was creaming heavily around him thick white froth building up at the base of Alexs cock. Mike rarely saw her get that wet and messy.

Oh my god yes Sarah gasped pushing back to meet every thrust. It is hitting spots I did not even know existed. It is so thick and it stretches me so good.

The planned equal threesome faded away without anyone saying a word. Mike did not try to join right away. He loved watching too much. The way her whole body responded trembling and arching her back while her juices dripped down her inner thighs. Alex fucked her in that position for over fifteen minutes changing angles and making her cum hard once with a loud shaking orgasm that left her gasping and gripping the sheets.

They switched positions again. Sarah climbed on top of Alex in reverse cowgirl facing Mike directly. Mike had the perfect view of her stretched pussy sliding up and down that girthy shaft. Her pale lips gripped him so tightly they looked almost strained as she rose and fell. Her swollen clit rubbed against the thick base with every grind. Alex reached around and played with her breasts pinching her nipples while she rode him harder.

Fuck I am cumming again Sarah whimpered her hips grinding down deep. Her body shook violently as her pussy pulsed and squeezed visibly around the thick cock.

Mike had gotten hard again from the sight. He stroked himself watching her face twist in pleasure and her tits bounce. He came a second time just as fast spurting onto his own stomach with another quick intense orgasm. No jealousy only raw arousal at how much she was enjoying herself and how her body was being opened in ways his slimmer cock had never quite reached.

Alex still was not close. His stamina seemed endless. He laid Sarah on her back once more lifting her legs over his shoulders and pounded her with powerful controlled thrusts. The bed creaked steadily under them. Sarah was a sweaty mess with her hair wild and her face lost in pure bliss.

Do not stop she begged her voice hoarse. Fill me up. I want to feel all of it.

Mike moved closer now gently stroking her hair and kissing her forehead while Alex kept driving into her. Sarah reached down and rubbed her own clit as Alex thrust and she came a third time even harder than before. Her pussy clenched so tightly around the thick cock that Alex finally groaned and buried himself deep. He came with long heavy pulses flooding her with warm cum. Sarah moaned loudly feeling every spurt deep inside her stretched walls.

When Alex finally pulled out a thick stream of his cum leaked from her gaping pussy. Her entrance stayed slightly open for a moment visibly stretched and puffy before slowly starting to close. Mike stared mesmerized by the sight. He had never seen her look so thoroughly used and satisfied.

Sarah smiled up at Mike her eyes heavy with pleasure. That was incredible she whispered. But next time maybe you can join more.

Mike kissed her deeply already feeling his cock twitch again at the memory. He loved watching her get stretched and lost in it more than he ever expected. The fifty fifty plan had completely changed and he could not wait to do it again.

The next morning I woke up slowly feeling the warmth of two bodies on either side of me. Sunlight filtered through the blinds of my bedroom casting soft stripes across the sheets. Jake was on my left his arm draped loosely over my waist and Tyler was on my right with his leg tangled gently with mine. We had all fallen asleep naked after the long night too tired and satisfied to bother with clothes. My body felt a little sore in the best way especially between my legs where I could still feel the echoes of how stretched and full I had been.

I lay there for a minute just breathing and replaying everything in my mind. Last night had been my first time doing anything like this and it had felt surprisingly right even though all three of us had been so shy at the beginning. No one had pushed. No one had rushed. We had checked in with each other constantly and that made everything feel safe. Now in the quiet morning light I wondered if they felt the same or if awkwardness would creep in once we were fully awake.

Jake stirred first. He blinked open his eyes and when he saw me looking at him a shy smile spread across his face. His hair was messy and his cheeks still held a faint flush from sleep. Morning he whispered his voice rough. His hand on my waist gave a gentle squeeze but stayed respectful. Tyler woke up a moment later stretching his taller frame and letting out a soft groan. He turned toward me and kissed my shoulder lightly. You okay he asked immediately his brown eyes searching mine with that same gentle concern from last night.

I nodded feeling my own cheeks warm. More than okay. Last night was incredible. I still cant believe we did that. Both of them relaxed visibly and we lay there talking quietly for a while. Jake admitted he had been nervous the whole time worried he might do something wrong but watching Tyler with me and then switching had been one of the hottest things he had ever experienced. Tyler confessed the same thing. Seeing you take Jake after me made me so turned on I almost came just from watching he said with a small laugh. The way they both openly admitted liking the watching part made my stomach flutter again. It was not just about the sex for them. It was about sharing me and seeing each other enjoy it too.

We decided to take it slow again today. No pressure to jump right back in but the spark was definitely still there. I suggested we start with a shower together to wash off the remnants of last night. They both agreed and we padded to the bathroom still naked. The shower was not huge but we made it work. Warm water cascaded over us as we soaped each other up with gentle hands. I washed Jakes lean chest and felt him harden against my thigh. Tyler stood behind me his thick cock pressing against my lower back as he helped rinse my hair. We kissed under the spray taking turns. Nothing rushed just soft touches and quiet moans. I stroked both of them slowly feeling the contrast again. Jakes slimmer length fit easily in my hand while Tylers monster thickness required both hands and still felt heavy.

After drying off we moved back to the bed with fresh sheets I had quickly changed. This time we started with me in the middle on my back. They took their time exploring me again with mouths and fingers. Jake went down on me first his tongue gentle and focused on my clit while Tyler kissed my neck and played with my breasts. The soreness from last night made everything feel more sensitive and I came quickly my hips lifting off the bed. Then they switched. Tyler used his thicker fingers carefully stretching me open while Jake watched closely his eyes dark with that same voyeuristic hunger.

I wanted to feel them inside me again but we kept building. I asked Jake to go first this time.

He rolled on a condom and positioned himself between my legs. Sliding into me felt easier today because I was already so wet and a little more used to the idea. His slimmer cock glided in smoothly and he set a steady rhythm that hit just the right spot. Tyler knelt beside us stroking his thick cock slowly never taking his eyes off where Jake was disappearing inside me. You look so good he murmured to me. The way your body moves when he fucks you is unreal. His words made me clench around Jake and I came again moaning into Tylers mouth as he leaned down to kiss me.

When Jake pulled out breathing hard Tyler took his place. Even after Jake the stretch from Tylers thickness was intense. I gasped as the broad head pushed in forcing my walls to open wide around him. He went slow letting me adjust inch by inch until he was buried deep. The fullness was overwhelming in the most delicious way. Jake watched intently his hand on my thigh spreading me a little wider so he could see every detail. Tyler started thrusting carefully at first then a little deeper. Every stroke felt like it reached places I did not know existed. I lost myself in the sensation coming hard around his thick cock while Jake whispered encouragement and rubbed my clit.

We switched back and forth like that for a long time. Sometimes one would fuck me while the other watched and touched. Other times they would both focus on me with mouths and hands until I was shaking. At one point I got on all fours. Jake slid into me from behind his slimmer cock allowing deeper faster thrusts while I took Tyler into my mouth. His thickness stretched my lips and I could only handle the head but the sounds he made were worth it. The dual sensation had me coming again my body trembling between them.

Later I rode Jake while Tyler stood beside the bed. I bounced slowly on Jakes length feeling in control and powerful while Tyler fed me his cock. The way they both looked at me with shy awe and raw desire made everything more intense. We tried a new position too with me on my side. Tyler entered me from behind his thickness pressing deep while Jake faced me kissing me and rubbing my clit. The combination sent me over the edge multiple times until I was breathless and glowing.

As the afternoon wore on we all got close again. This time they wanted to finish inside the condoms while I watched them stroke themselves over me. I lay there flushed and satisfied encouraging them softly. Tyler came first his thick cock pulsing as he filled the condom with heavy spurts. Jake followed right after adding his own release. We collapsed together afterward tangled in each others arms laughing quietly about how natural it felt even though it was all so new.

The rest of the day we spent lounging around my apartment ordering food and talking about everything and nothing. There was no weirdness just a new closeness between us. We all agreed we wanted to do this again whenever it felt right. No labels no pressure just three friends exploring something special together.

I felt changed in the best way. More confident in my body and my desires. Knowing both guys got off on watching the other with me added a layer of excitement that made every touch electric. As evening approached and they both kissed me goodbye promising to text later I already found myself wondering when we could make time for part three.

Here’s Part 2:

Two weeks had passed since that first night with Alex, and the memory hadn’t faded. If anything, it had grown stronger, looping in Mike’s mind every time he closed his eyes. He kept replaying the way Sarah’s pale pussy had stretched so wide around Alex’s thick cock, the creamy mess she made, the way her moans had climbed higher and louder than he’d ever heard before.

Sarah felt it too. She was more affectionate, more playful, and noticeably hornier. They’d had sex almost every night since, but it felt different now Mike was harder, lasted longer, and Sarah came easier, often whispering filthy details about Alex’s girth while Mike was inside her. The “equal fifty-fifty” plan had quietly died that first night, and neither of them seemed to mind.

Tonight they were doing it again.

Alex arrived at their house right on time, wearing a fitted black shirt that showed off his muscular arms. He greeted them both with that easy, confident smile, but his eyes lingered on Sarah a little longer this time. She had dressed to tease: a tiny red silk robe that barely covered her ass, nothing underneath. Her full C-cup breasts moved freely under the thin fabric, nipples already stiff with anticipation.

They didn’t waste much time with small talk. The wine stayed unopened. As soon as the bedroom door closed, clothes hit the floor.

Mike’s cock was already rock hard at six and a half inches, veins standing out. Alex stripped down and once again that heavy, beer-can thick cock swung free. Even half-hard it looked intimidating. Sarah bit her lip and let out a soft laugh of disbelief.

“God, I forgot how thick you are,” she murmured, wrapping both hands around it. Her fingers still didn’t meet.

Mike watched her stroke Alex slowly, her pale hands looking small against the girth. That familiar warm thrill bloomed in his stomach again — part nervousness, part raw excitement.

This time they started differently.

Sarah pushed Mike onto his back first. “I want to ride you while I suck him,” she said, voice already breathy.

She climbed on top of Mike in cowgirl, facing him, and sank down onto his familiar length with a satisfied sigh. She felt slick and warm, but not quite as stretched as last time. Mike groaned as she started rolling her hips.

Alex knelt beside Mike’s head, feeding his thick cock toward Sarah’s mouth. She turned her head, opened wide, and took as much of him as she could. Her lips stretched obscenely around the broad head. She could only get about a third of the way down before her cheeks hollowed and she started bobbing, making wet, sloppy sounds.

Mike had the perfect close-up view: his wife’s pretty face stuffed with thick cock while she rode him. Every time she pushed down on Mike, she took Alex a little deeper into her throat. Drool ran down her chin and dripped onto Mike’s chest.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Mike breathed, hands gripping her soft hips.

Sarah popped off Alex’s cock for a second, gasping. “He’s so thick… my jaw already hurts,” she laughed, then dove back down, trying to take more.

After a few minutes she climbed off Mike and turned around, now facing Alex in reverse cowgirl on Mike’s cock. Mike could see everything: her pale ass cheeks spread, his own cock sliding in and out of her pussy, and Alex’s heavy shaft right in front of her face.

She sucked Alex eagerly while bouncing on Mike. The wet sounds of her mouth and pussy filled the room. Mike could feel her getting wetter, her juices coating his balls.

“Switch,” Sarah suddenly said, voice husky.

She lifted off Mike and moved to all fours in the center of the bed. “Mike, you first this time. Get me ready.”

Mike didn’t need to be told twice. He knelt behind her and slid back into her soaked pussy. She felt incredible, but he knew what was coming next. He fucked her with steady strokes, watching her ass ripple.

After a couple minutes, Sarah looked back over her shoulder at Alex. “Your turn. I want that thick cock again.”

Mike pulled out reluctantly. Alex moved in behind her, rubbing that fat head up and down her dripping lips. Even after taking Mike, her entrance still looked small compared to what was about to enter.

He pushed forward. Sarah let out a long, trembling “Fuuuuck…” as the thick head popped inside. Her pussy lips stretched wide again, turning a deeper pink as they clung tightly to the shaft. Inch after thick inch disappeared inside her until Alex’s heavy balls rested against her clit.

“Oh my god… it’s even tighter than I remembered,” she whimpered, pushing back against him.

Mike moved to the side, stroking himself slowly as he watched. Alex started slow, letting her adjust, then gradually picked up speed. The wet, obscene slapping sounds returned immediately. Sarah’s moans grew louder with every thrust.

Mike leaned in and kissed her deeply while Alex fucked her from behind. He could feel her body jolt forward with each powerful stroke.

“Harder,” Sarah gasped against Mike’s mouth. “Fuck me harder with that thick cock.”

Alex obliged, gripping her hips tighter and driving in deep. Sarah’s eyes fluttered and her mouth fell open in a constant moan. Her full breasts swayed heavily beneath her.

Mike couldn’t hold back. The sight of his wife getting railed by that girthy cock was too much. He stroked faster and came hard, shooting ropes across the sheets and Sarah’s arm. The orgasm left him dizzy.

Sarah barely noticed. She was lost in it again.

Alex flipped her onto her back and lifted her legs high, folding her almost in half. He drove in deep, pounding her with long, powerful strokes. Sarah’s pussy was visibly stretched, creamy white froth coating the base of Alex’s thick shaft again.

“Look at her,” Alex said to Mike, voice calm but deep. “She’s creaming so much for me.”

Mike nodded, eyes glued to the sight. Sarah’s pale skin was flushed pink from her chest to her cheeks. Her pussy looked puffy and used, lips gripping every inch as Alex pulled back.

“I’m gonna cum,” Sarah cried out. Her body tensed, back arching hard as a powerful orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy clenched and pulsed visibly around Alex’s girth, squirting a little around the thick shaft.

Alex didn’t stop. He kept fucking her through it, then through another smaller one that followed right after.

Finally, he groaned and buried himself to the hilt. “Fuck… here it comes.”

Sarah moaned loudly as she felt him explode inside her — long, heavy pulses flooding her deep. When he finally pulled out, a thick white river of cum poured from her stretched hole. Her pussy stayed open for several seconds, a perfect gaping tunnel before it slowly began to close.

Mike stared, mesmerized. His cock was already twitching back to life.

Sarah reached down and gently spread her pussy lips with two fingers, showing them both the creamy mess inside.

“God, I’m so full,” she whispered, smiling dreamily. Then she looked at Mike with heavy-lidded eyes. “Come here, baby.”

Mike moved between her legs. Her pussy felt incredibly hot and slippery, still loose from Alex. He slid in easily, groaning at the completely different sensation — slick, creamy, and open in a way he’d never felt before.

Sarah wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him softly.

“Feel that?” she whispered against his lips as he started thrusting. “That’s what his thick cock did to me.”

Mike moaned into her mouth and fucked her harder, the sound of Alex’s cum squelching with every stroke driving him wild. He didn’t last long. Within two minutes he was cumming hard inside her, adding his own load to the mess.

When he pulled out, Sarah lay there glowing, legs still spread, cum slowly leaking from her well-fucked pussy.

She looked at both men with a satisfied, slightly wicked smile.

“Next time,” she said softly, “I want both of you inside me at the same time… if you think you can handle it.”

Mike and Alex exchanged a glance. Mike’s spent cock gave another involuntary twitch.

The surprise wasn’t over yet.

I'm curious about MFM and have brought it up to my wife, but she doesn't seem to share my curiosity, so she says. However, she said that if it ever happened, she would have to be drunk.

I'm never going to push it on my wife, but I'm wondering if it's ever happened to any couples by coincidence, and if so, how it was and what the outcome was?

(Sorry, after re-reading this, I realize it's pretty long. If you're just here for the sex part, skip the first three paragraphs.... LOL)

My wife and I are in our mid fifties and have been together since high school. She is still as beautiful as she was back then, and her body has defied time... she is tall, blonde and thin with perfect boobs. I still can't get enough of her and our sex life has been fantastic for over three decades. We were essentially each other's first and only, and I never gave much thought to opening or bed up to others, although group sex porn has always been our go-to for movie nights... That is, until we had nine hookups over a couple years with our good friends... it started as some drunken same room touching then some soft swapping never escalating to full sex... And it was always at night, only light in the room coming from alarm clocks or some other dim source. During our fun time you could see outlines and hear moans, but never a good view.... Until we all drove over to Vegas for a quick weekend. We hit it big in the casino and went on an alcohol fueled tear through several strip clubs and bars. We bought our wives lap dances at one of them that got everybody pretty fired up.. We ended up getting back to the hotel as the sun was coming up, and quickly fell into bed together. this time the room was full of light and all our inhibitions were checked out. At one point I was fucking my wife missionary while she was sucking my friend's cock. It was the hottest thing I ever saw! Watching her mouth and hands work my friend's cock is an image that has been burned in my mind for 10 years. I have been fantasizing about sharing her again with another man ever since. I bring it up from time to time, and she even lost a bet that we would have a threesome when the Chiefs lost the super bowl, but she just shrugs it off.

.....Then last weekend happened. She has been a dental hygienist in our mid sized Arizona town since she graduated college, building up multiple relationships with her patients, many for over 20 years. We bump into her patients often while outside the house.. One day we bumped into a couple and she introduced me to them. After we chatted for a bit they left and she proceeded to tell me that the husband, Mark, had the biggest cock she had ever seen in pants. Apparently, when men come in and sit in the dentist chair, their hygienist checks out their packages!! Mark had built up quite a following at the office, so whenever he came in a girl or two would stop by my wife's cubicle to check him out.. she would usually tease me after he had a visit with some slutty remarks about his dick... I'm almost 8" and pretty comfortable, so I don't mind it. kind of fun actually. This next part I didn't find out about until afterwards when we talked about it, but I'll tell it now, in the order it happened.

.....About a month ago, Mark came in to get his teeth cleaned. While my wife prepped him, they were talking and Mark said this will probably be his last time in to see them. He and his wife split up and he was moving back east. He then surprised her by asking to take her to lunch to thank her for being a great hygienist over the years.. She agreed and they went to the pizza shop in the same strip mall. While they were eating he confessed that he always had a crush on her. I perked up when she told me that and said I was hoping this story gets very interesting. She shocked me a bit when she said she said he would be a good candidate because she had seen his medical records for years and knows he is clean, he's good looking and, of course, had a large bulge in his pants! Well, she said nothing happened and she went back to work. Fast forward to last weekend.... one of my wife's dentists was retiring and they had a nice party for him after his last day. Most of the office and a lot of patients stopped in so say goodbye. She was drinking wine and talking to people when her eyes caught the door opening and in walks Mark... He made a B-line right to her and they spent the next hour talking. She said he was being extra flirty and even touched her inner leg. I'm not sure what else happened because she hasn't offered, but I know one thing, they came up with a plan.

....I was sitting at home when I got a text "I'm horny... be sitting on the couch when I get home with a hard on and no pants" I wasn't going to argue so I sent a thumbs up emoji, quick took a shower and sat on the couch. When she walked in I was hard as a rock with anticipation, and she walked over without saying a word, dropped to her knees and took me in her mouth. Her head is always fantastic, but this was different... It was a minute of just teasing, her tongue tracing the outline of my head, lips up and down the shaft occasionally one slow push talking my cock as far down as she could go. Then she took it out of her mouth and slowly stroked me while watching my face as I enjoyed her work. She did this for a minute as she built up the courage, then said "I have a surprise for you, if you still want it." My heart skipped a beat as I immediately thought of the one thing she could be talking about, but I just couldn't believe it. I tried to be ambiguous despite what I wanted to say and just told her whatever it is, I'm sure I'll love it. A look came over her that I can't describe, and she said "in five minutes there is going to be a knock at the door, if you open it bring the person there to the bedroom. If you don't open it, they will go away an I'm going to fuck you senseless tonight anyway." She then got up and went to our bedroom. I stared at the door... I'm not going to lie, a slight panic ran over me. I didn't know if there was a man or woman going to be on the other side of the door, would I be attracted to her, would he be intimidatingly good looking, is it someone I know?.. Then the knock happened. I realized I was standing there naked and harder than I have been in a long time..I really don't remember reaching out but I opened the door and there was a man with a familiar face standing there. He glanced down at my hard on and gave an "ok this is on" nod/smile (forgot I was naked.. Lol).I invited him in and we talked for a minute or two...I have no idea what we said, but sometime during the conversation I remembered who he was. After an awkward pause I said "Tori is in the bedroom, let's go give her a night to remember." As we walked down the hallway, he asked if I had any boundaries, but my head was spinning too fast to think of anything. I just said something about not being pushy and only going as far as she wants.

..... We got to the door and Tori was laying on her side, three candles lit to set a mood and giving enough light to see her naked body. I immediately walk to the side of the bed, leaned over and gave her a long deep kiss. Before I pulled away from her mouth I could feel Mark climbing on the bed and I saw his hand slide up her inner thigh and begin massaging her already wet pussy. As soon as I stopped kissing her and stood up, her mouth found my cock and she started sucking and stroking me with her left hand as her right hand reached out and grabbed Mark's hard cock (I didn't even realize he even took his clothes off!). She grabbed the base and pulled him up next to me, so both of us were in front of her face. She took a moment to admire both as she slowly stroked us in perfect rhythm. Mark was only slightly bigger than I was. After all the hype I thought I was going to see a monster, but in here hands and the dim light, we looked like twins...I guess he is a shower, not a grower lol. Tori took me back in her mouth one more time before pulling off, pausing a second and then moving over to Mark. He lips slid over his head and she went down his cock inch by inch. For a moment I thought she was going to make it to the base, but she had to stop and slide back to the tip as slow as she went down. It was so hot to see it caused my cock to throb to the point it hurt in her other hand. She then started to actually work his cock and then started switching back and forth between us. Each time it was my turn, it felt so good, but then when she left for him, the throbbing pain came back. I had to be inside of her. While she was sucking Mark I left the top of the bed and walked around to the bottom where I stood for a minute. I watched my beautiful wife reposition to all fours and was really giving Mark her best blow job effort. She was talking his balls in her mouth and using her fantastic hand action on his shaft and head. I remember thinking I wanted to watch that for a few minutes, but I know how good that feels and I was worried she would finish him too quickly, so I climbed up on the bed and buried my aching cock as deep in her pussy as it could go. I started fucking her, slowly at first. She was moaning and gasping, but I was unsure if it was because of me, or the big cock in her mouth. This made me go harder, because I needed her to respond to me and she did. She stopped sucking him and let me pound her for a short time, but now I was getting close so I pulled out and flipped her over. I slid back in and we were now in what I realized was my favorite position. I have a beautiful view of her with him in her mouth while I am slowly fucking her completely soaked pussy. I was hanging on by a thread, so I could not fuck her like I wanted to, but then Mark slid his hand down and began to finger her desperately swollen clit. She responded with moans I've never heard, although muffled by his cock, which was now fucking her mouth. The next few minutes were animalistic... So much happening in front of my eyes... Then she started to shake with the hardest orgasms I've ever seen from her. Her pussy clenched on me so hard I wasn't sure I could pull out, but after what felt like five minutes I had to or I would have exploded. When I pulled out, she was still squirming around and she said "oh God, no, someone has to keep fucking me." I knew what she meant. I'm all my fantasies, I was never sure I wanted her to actually have sex with another man. I have always been her one and only. But when faced with the choice in the moment, I gladly moved to her head and positioned myself so she could not even touch my cock. I was looking down over her head while massaging her boobs as Mark positioned himself between her legs and pushed his cock (which now, for some reason looked massive) into her still orgasming pussy. He started pumping, and she was making this squeaking noise with every thrust (which she does when getting fucked after she cums, and I find extremely hot). I had a great view of her lips stretching around him as he pulled all the way out and pushed back in. Between her mouth work, her moans and her spasming, he could last any longer. He asked where he should cum and she just reached down and pulled him out of her and jerked him while he shot cum all over her stomach and tits. As he pulled out I was already moving to take his place. I slid my cock into her. Hey pussy felt different than ever before. It was so swollen and soft. I tried to go slow but it didn't matter, just a few strokes and I finally got to release. I pushed my cock in as deep as I could as I came hard. I could not move. I stayed there until my throbbing stopped then slowly pulled out and I flopped down next to her. All three of us were laying there breathing heavily, then the uncomfortable silence set in. After a minute or two, Mark got up and started getting dressed, I got up and put on my sleeping shorts and a T, Tori just laid on the bed, eyes closed ,cum on and in her and breathing hard. Mark said, "that was so freaking hot. You both are awesome. Wish I could hang longer, but I have an early place to catch." He walked up to the bed and Tori sat up and they had a weird Bro hug, he kissed her cheek and thanked her. She then said "You were awesome, text us if you come back to visit (there were the only words they said to each other in my presence). I walked him to the door and her thanked me with a handshake, then turned and left. I walked back into the room and immediately jumped on my wife. We were not done for the night....

I met this couple in Florida during a day lay over at a hotel bar. They were looking for some fun but couldn't find anyone interesting. She was a middle eastern woman with a thick figure. The wife chatted with me but said she couldn't feel a vibe between us (though thinking about it now it was part of her flirting), she mentioned how she wouldn't play with anyone except someone who could dominate her man in front of her. Looking at me expecting I would walk away I asked her he is, I approached him, skinny looking white fella who looked meek and submissive. I asked if he is a cd cause his wife mentioned that, he nodded looking down, I told him to look at me when I'm talking to him and said to them wear cutes dresses when they come to my room.

Around midnight at my room I heard a knock opened the door, saw the wife wearing a shapewear leather dress that when down to her thighs. I looked behind and saw what was her husband in a pink corest dress maid dress with frills with a puffy skirt. I invited them in and, his wife and I sat while he stood pretending to be a maid serving us drinks calling me master. After a few drinks she was ready for the show.

Let me know if you want a part 2.

My husband opened up about wanting a MFM he told me it’s been his fantasy for a long time and to watch me get pleasured while I pleasure him is such a turn on. We’ve discussed baby steps like me flirting with men in front of him. I want to make his fantasy come to life but I’m feeling anxious and pressured. It feels like cheating to me and I don’t want to bust his bubble. Any advice on how to start with the flirting or how to even start a MFM is appreciated!

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Part 2 if you see this first

I took them to bathroom to wash up. Princess took off all our clothes and started the bath. When the bath was ready I got in there first and told her to sit in front of me. Princess was told to stay put and wear his chastity belt. With her wife I slowly kissed her back up to her neck, my hands grasping her tits as they felt like clouds, I looked at princess seeing her squirm knowing she was getting hard from it. I slid my hands down and began to play with her clit with one hand and finger her with the other hand. She gripped my neck and the tub with her hands pulling her head facing the celling moaning like no one would hear her. Princess got on her knees to see her and cum. After washing/dying up we got back to the bedroom with princess helping her wife dress up in a beautiful blue lingerie, nipples out and crouchless underwear. It was her time to get on her knees and give me a BJ with princess licking my gouch.

Felt so good but I told her princess did it better and she took it as a challenge and went at it like a porn star gagging on it saying "I'm a real woman fuck." I picked her up and kissed her deeply as she melted in my arms. Laid on the bed and ate her out, she tasted so delicious, I told her to jerk princess a bit cause she was left out. I could her her moan as I kept eating her out more and more and princess while still locked up was cumming.

Princess was made to sit in the corner as I finally went into his wife, her eyes rolling back, biting her lips, saying fuck I need this. I went slow and then faster and harder her moans begging for more her nails clawing my back and as she is cumming her legs start convulsing rapidly. Switch her to doggy as she looks at princess saying get hard again as Im fucking her. Her ass clapping, moaning fuck fuck I want this more, face screaming into a pillow screaming like she was going to die. Cowgirl was next and she did her best to make me cum but in the end she cam so fast she collapsed on me but I need more and did stand and carry. I told princess to get under me and lick my balls, she gladly obliged. In this position she held on to me as she was losing strength as I went harder and squirted all over princess face.

To finish it off we went back to missionary her saying to kiss while I cum in her. Princess was on clean up duty with cleaning my cum out of her.

More rounds happened after that but hope you enjoyed this read. You can reach out to let me know what you think

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For part one

So with the wife saying to start the show she revealed underneath she has a lush lovesense on, gave me the link for control. I got up from my seat and told the "husband" (they requested to say he was a she while being also call them princess) to undress me, she looked hesitant and I grabbed her by the hand pulled him towards me griping her face eye to eye saying she will submit to me as I spanked her ass. She moaned loud and fell to her knees. Looking up she said "yes sir" unbutton my pants and pulled my cock out, she looked in shock about how it slapped in her face. Kiss it i said and she did with a shy face. I sat down again and told her to kneel in front of me while I look at her wife. She then began to kiss my cock with soft kisses and slowly began to suck on it. Her wife looked in shock how easy it happened and I began to control her toy, telling her to sit there and enjoy the show and if she made any moves it increase the toy power.

Such a good little princess she was sucking on my cock asking if I was pleased the I pulled her face deep to take it all in and gag fully. Her wife jumped up and I turned the toy more and she grasp the chair moaning, "I said to sit there and watch" as I pulled her(him) off my cock with them on the floor gasping for air. The wife looked so turned on and said she wanted more. Told the princess lift up their skirt, they were fully erect but a small size, I grabbed it and told them to stroke it, telling princess how I will fuck her wife soon after I'm done with them and they better be ready for whats next, she looked so excited and was close to cumming but I said stop.

Next thing was to bend over on the chair her wife was in looking at her while I lifted her skirt up I spanked her ass as she moaned shaking it for more, I kept spanking till she begged to be fucked, I told them they don't deserve my cock and put on my extender, I slid in and all I heard was "oh god!!!" Her wife holding her face while I go back and forth with tears coming out of princess saying it too much but loves it. During that time I played with the wife's lush and I could her holding back her moans. Princesse said she was close to cumming and collapsed on the chair, I pulled her back up by the neck still fucking her, then I stroked her while the wife finally joining in got under us licking her ass and my cock, also playing with her balls. I told princess I fill up her wife and make her mine and she came so hard she almost passed out. Her wife cleaned her up and said it was her turn. I said yes but we will shower together first.

Maybe I'll do a part 3 if this one is good

This happened last week and I still can't stop replaying it in my head.

My best friend (let's call him Alex) came over around 8pm. We've been tight since we work at the same place, and my wife Sarah has always gotten along with him really well — flirty, but nothing ever crossed the line. We cracked open a few bottles of whiskey and were just chilling in the living room, music on low, laughing about old times. Sarah was in this tight little tank top and shorts, no bra, looking fucking incredible after a couple drinks.

After the third round she got playful and plopped herself right down on Alex's lap on the couch. She laughed and wiggled a little, saying something like "You're comfier than the couch." I caught his eye from across the room and just gave him a slow nod — the kind that says "go for it." His hands hesitated for half a second, then slid up her thighs.Sarah's expression was everything. Her eyes went wide for a second like she couldn't believe it was happening, then this slow, dirty smile spread across her face. Her cheeks flushed deep red and she bit her lower lip hard, breathing heavier already. She didn't stop him. Instead she leaned back against his chest like she belonged there.

He started feeling her up right there in front of me. Big hands sliding under her tank top, cupping her tits and squeezing them while she squirmed on his lap. I could see her nipples get rock hard through the fabric. One hand slipped down the front of her shorts and I watched her hips roll as he rubbed her pussy through her panties. She was moaning softly, eyes half-closed, looking straight at me the whole time with this needy, slutty little look that made my cock throb.

It didn't take long before she slid off his lap, dropped to her knees between his legs, and yanked his shorts down. His cock sprang out thick and hard. Sarah didn't even hesitate — she wrapped her lips around the head and took him deep in one slow motion. The wet, sloppy sounds were obscene. She bobbed her head like she was starving for it, gagging herself on his length until spit was dripping down her chin and onto her tits. Alex groaned and grabbed a fistful of her hair, guiding her faster while she looked up at him with those big, watery eyes. She popped off for air once, strings of spit connecting her lips to his cock, and whispered "Fuck, you're so much thicker than my husband" before diving back down and deepthroating him until her nose pressed against his stomach.

I just sat there stroking myself through my pants, watching my wife worship my best friend's cock like a pornstar.

After a few minutes Alex pulled her up, spun her around, and bent her over the arm of the couch so she was facing me. He yanked her shorts and panties down in one move, lined up, and slammed into her raw — no condom, nothing. Sarah cried out loud, a mix of shock and pure pleasure. He started pounding her hard, his hips slapping against her ass with every thrust. I had the perfect view of his thick cock stretching her pussy open, her juices coating him, her tits swinging under her tank top. She was moaning like a whore, pushing back to meet every stroke, telling him "Harder, fuck me harder" while staring right at me.

He fucked her like he owned her — raw, deep, relentless. Grabbed her hips and railed her until her legs were shaking. Sarah came so hard she almost collapsed, screaming his name. A couple minutes later he buried himself balls-deep and unloaded inside her, pumping rope after rope of cum into my wife's pussy while she whimpered and clenched around him.When he finally pulled out, his cum was dripping down her thighs. Sarah looked back at me with this satisfied, filthy grin and said "Your turn to clean me up, baby."

Best night of my life. Thinking about posting pics if this gets any love (face blurred obviously). AMA if you want details.

Well,i have shared keda few of my adventures so far. Here is another crazy one.

Jen always flirts with my close buddies and they flirt back as always. I have only a couple friends that when there in my house,ya they are going to be able to see my wife doing whatever. Well Chris was helping me do some work on my house and he came for the weekend to help. When he arrived he walked in with a lady friend and when she seen me and my wife in our underwear,well she said "Sorry guys,I feel like i am over dressed",. Not thinking about anything,i yelled" You can change that". Before i got the words out ,Christine was removing her shirt and pants and stood in front of us "Is this ok". She was a 51 yr old that was just like us. Not ashamed to be half naked in front of others. She had bigger breasts then my wifes huge 44dds

She wore a bra and thong that everything was overflowing out of. There we were watching my wife and another women half naked in front of us playing darts. My wife looked at me and i smiled to let her know we were good to go. Jen asked Christine if she wanted to join her on the deck to catch some rays. Christine agreed as she removed her bra . Jen came over to where me and Chris were chilling ,and asked me to unfasten her bra . Standing in front of Chris, she removed her bra and walked over beside my wife and laid beside her by the pool. " Come put some lotion on me" my wife asked. "Yes ,Me too ,added Christine.

I walked over towards my wife and started oiling her up. "Come on over Chris" my wife said . ""There are two of us" she laughed. Chris walks over and i get up from my chair."Jen,i asked "Can Chris oil u up while i help Christine out . Jen knew what i was doing. Breaking the ice. When Chris came over to Jen ,she turns around and tells chris"The front needs done too". There was Chris oiling my wifes huge tits. And myself oiling Christine's plump ass.

As the day moved on,things were going as smooth as ever could be expected . Me and Chris started making supper while the women were showering . My wife walked into the kitchen wearing her red and black lingerie outfit . Stockings and all. Then Christine never dissapointed either wearing a blue bustier that her huge breasts were out of and tight satin blue panties. Jen was arroused as she grabbed one of Christine's huge breasts and sucked her nipple. "Come on guys" jen yells . "Your turn . " Chris stands up and removes his shorts and is wearing swim trunks that never hid anything of his huge package . Then yes i wear sexy underwear for my wife . I removed my shorts and my bulge was filling my undies . I seen Jen look at me as she sat at the mini bar beside Chris and winked as she placed her hand between Chris's legs. I seen Christine walking towards me and as she went to sit down i grabbed her sitting her on my lap. When i looked over at Jen and Chris sitting in the couch, jen had his cock out of his underwear stroking it . I spread Christine,'s legs wide as we sat in front of chris and my wife and started rubbing her snatch through her silk panties. Jen was doing what she does best throating Chris and sucking him loudly. Then Christine hauls my cock out and slides it in her wet pussy. We fucked each other all night and now we get together regularly

Tony first brought it up on a Friday night.

We were still in bed, he'd been quiet for a while, which usually meant he was about to say something I wasn't ready for.

"I want to share you with another man," he said.

I laughed. Not because it was funny. Because I didn't know what else to do with a sentence like that.

"You want to watch me with another guy?" I said. "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing's wrong with me. I just think it would be hot, for both of us. Even the thought of it makes me hard."

I turned onto my side and studied his face. He wasn't joking. He'd thought about this. Not for a day or a week. Longer.

I didn't say no. I didn't say yes either. I told him I needed to think about it, which was true, but what I really needed was time to figure out why the idea didn't scare me as much as it should have.

He didn't push. Tony never pushed. That was one of the things I loved about him and one of the things that drove me crazy, because his patience always worked.

A few weeks later he brought a new toy to bed. Thicker than what we usually used. He used it on me slowly while his mouth stayed close to my ear. At first the usual things. Then his voice dropped lower and he told me to imagine someone else in the room. A stranger. Someone I didn't know but wanted. He described hands that weren't his moving over my body. A mouth on my neck. A voice telling me I was beautiful.

I came so hard my legs shook.

"That was just a game," I said afterward, catching my breath. "You know that, right?"

"Of course."

But the next time we were in bed I asked him to do it again. And the time after that. Each time the fantasy got a little more detailed. The stranger had a body now, and a voice, and specific things he did to me that I liked. Tony always waited for me to ask. He never brought it up first. He just let me come to it, and I always did.

One night, while I was riding him, he looked up at me. "Would you ever actually do it? For real. With someone."

I moved against him slowly, thinking. The idea sat there between us, almost tangible.

"I don't know," I finally said. "Not yet."

He pulled me down and kissed me, and we didn't talk about it again for a while. But he kept the toys in the drawer. And I kept asking for them.

Brandon called a few weeks later. We'd been close in college and lost touch after I moved. I'd never told Tony about him. About the long hugs that lasted a beat too long, the night on his couch where I fell asleep against his shoulder, or the time at a party when he put his hand on the back of my neck and I felt it for days. We never crossed the line. Timing, circumstances, other people in the way.

He was going to be in town for work. I told him to come by the house.

Thursday came fast. Tony was still at the office when the doorbell rang. Brandon looked good. Broader than I remembered, his jaw sharper. He wore a simple dark shirt with the sleeves pushed to his elbows, and when he smiled at me in the doorway the same heat I used to feel back then rushed through me all at once.

We sat in the living room with wine and fell back into each other easily. The old stories, the old comfort. Then a pause settled between us.

"Did you ever think about what would have happened if we'd actually..." I started.

"Yes." He didn't let me finish. He didn't need to. "I thought about it a lot, actually."

"Me too."

"And now?"

"Now I'm married," I said. But it came out softer than I intended. More like a fact than a wall.

"I know," he said. "That's not what I asked."

Tony's words from all those nights in bed drifted through my mind. The whispers. The toy inside me. The stranger with no name. A stranger that had always had a face. I'd just never admitted whose.

Before I could answer, the front door opened and Tony walked in. He smiled when he saw Brandon, easy and open. They shook hands, and within minutes Tony had a glass of wine and was settled into the armchair across from us.

Tony was good at reading rooms. He didn't say anything about the energy between Brandon and me, not right away. But after a while he leaned forward with a half smile and looked at Brandon. "So you two were close in college. How close are we talking?"

Brandon glanced at me. "We spent a lot of time together."

"A lot of time," Tony repeated. His tone was warm, almost playful, but I knew him well enough to hear the intent underneath. "And nothing ever happened?"

"We were just friends," Brandon said.

"Sure. But most friends don't look at each other the way you two were looking when I walked in."

The room got quiet. Brandon didn't deny it. I didn't either.

Tony took a slow sip of wine. "I'm not accusing anyone of anything. I just think it's interesting. Two people who clearly had something between them, and neither one made a move. That takes a lot of restraint. Or a lot of bad timing."

"Bad timing," Brandon said quietly.

Tony nodded. "Timing's a funny thing. Sometimes it comes back around."

The second bottle was almost finished when a pause opened up, comfortable enough that nobody rushed to fill it.

"We should play something," I said. "Never Have I Ever. Like college."

Brandon laughed. "That's a dangerous game with wine."

"That's the point." I topped off all three glasses and sat cross-legged on the couch. "Simple rules. You say something you've never done. If someone has done it, they drink."

Tony leaned back. "Ladies first."

"Never have I ever kissed someone I shouldn't have."

Brandon drank. Tony drank. I drank.

"Solid start," Tony said.

Brandon went next. "Never have I ever thought about someone in this room in a way I probably shouldn't have."

My stomach tightened. Brandon's eyes met mine over the rim of his glass.

I drank. Brandon drank.

Tony smiled slowly. He didn't drink.

"My turn," Tony said. His voice was calm, steady, completely in control. "Never have I ever fantasized about having a threesome with Shelby."

He drank.

The room went quiet. Brandon looked at Tony, then at me, and I could see him putting the pieces together.

"Tony," I said softly.

"It's okay," he said. He looked at Brandon. "She's been thinking about this longer than she'll admit. And I've been wanting it for her."

Brandon set his glass down slowly. "Wanting what, exactly?"

Tony didn't break eye contact. "For her to have what she wants."

I felt the air leave my lungs. All those nights. The toys, the whispers, the stranger in the dark who always had Brandon's shoulders, Brandon's voice, Brandon's hands. Tony had known. Maybe not the name, but he'd known the wanting was real.

"Shelby," Brandon said quietly. "Is that true?"

"Yes."

He looked at Tony one more time. Tony nodded once, the smallest movement, but absolute.

Brandon turned back to me. He reached out slowly and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, his fingers brushing my jaw. "I waited a long time for you to say that," he said.

I closed the distance between us and kissed him.

His mouth was warm and tasted like wine. He kissed me slowly at first, careful, as if checking whether this was really happening. I pressed closer and his hand slid to the back of my neck, the same place he'd touched it all those years ago at that party, and this time I didn't pull away.

When I opened my eyes Tony was watching from the armchair, his glass resting loosely in his hand, his expression calm and focused. I held his gaze while Brandon kissed my neck, and something passed between Tony and me, not permission, because I'd already had that, but recognition. This was the moment we'd been building toward, and we both knew it.

"Come here," I said to Tony.

He set his glass down and moved to the couch. Brandon pulled back slightly to make room, and for a second the three of us were just sitting there, close together, the tension so thick I could feel it on my skin.

Tony kissed me first, deep and slow, his hand gripping my thigh. Then he pulled back and looked at Brandon. "She likes it when you take your time," he said.

Brandon smiled. "I planned on it."

Tony reached for the hem of my top and lifted it over my head. Brandon's eyes moved over me and I felt the heat of his gaze like something physical. I unclasped my bra and let it fall.

"God, Shelby," Brandon murmured.

Tony's hand traveled up my back while Brandon leaned in to kiss my collarbone, then lower, his mouth trailing down to my breast. I gasped when his tongue circled my nipple, and Tony caught the sound with a kiss.

They moved me between them slowly. Tony unzipped my jeans and pulled them down while Brandon kept his mouth on my skin, working his way across my chest, my ribs, my stomach. I lifted my hips and let Tony slide everything off.

I was naked between them while they were still fully clothed, and something about that imbalance made it feel more intense. Brandon sat back and looked at me, really looked, and I let him.

"Touch her," Tony said.

Brandon's hand started at my knee and moved upward, painfully slow, his fingers tracing the inside of my thigh. I spread my legs slightly and he took the invitation, his fingertips sliding over me lightly, barely there.

"She's wet," Brandon said.

"She's been wet since you walked in," Tony replied.

I pulled Brandon's shirt over his head. His body was exactly what I'd imagined all those years, broad chest, firm stomach, warm skin. I ran my hands over him while Tony undressed behind me, and then I felt Tony's bare chest against my back, his mouth on my shoulder.

Brandon knelt between my legs and kissed down my stomach, lower and lower until his mouth reached where his fingers had been. His tongue moved against me in slow, deliberate strokes and I arched into him, my hand finding the back of his head.

Tony watched from beside me, his fingers tracing lazy circles on my breast. "Tell him what you want," he whispered.

"Don't stop," I told Brandon. "Right there, lick my clit."

He listened. His tongue worked against my clit with steady pressure while he slid a finger inside me, then two. I rocked against his mouth, the tension building fast. Tony kissed my neck and whispered in my ear, "Let go, baby. He's got you."

I came against Brandon's mouth, my thighs pressing around his head, my whole body shaking. He didn't pull away until the last wave passed, and when he finally looked up at me, his lips wet and his eyes dark, I wanted more.

"I need you inside me," I said to Brandon.

He stood and undid his belt while Tony positioned himself behind me on the couch, pulling me back against his chest so I was half reclined against him. Brandon pushed his pants down and I reached for him, wrapping my hand around his cock. He was thick and hard and I stroked him slowly, watching his face.

He knelt between my legs and pressed against me, not pushing in yet, just resting there, his tip sliding against my wetness. I grabbed his hips and pulled him forward.

He pushed inside me slowly, stretching me in a way that made me moan. I felt every bit of him as he filled me, his hands gripping my thighs, his eyes locked on mine.

"Fuck," I whispered.

Tony's hands were on my breasts, his mouth against my ear. "How does he feel?"

"Big," I breathed. "So good."

Brandon started moving, slow and deep, pulling almost all the way out before pushing back in. I could feel Tony hard against my lower back and I reached behind me, finding him, stroking him while Brandon fucked me.

The rhythm built gradually. Brandon leaned forward and kissed me, and I tasted myself on his lips. Tony groaned quietly as my hand worked him, his hips shifting against me.

"I want both of you," I said.

Tony shifted beneath me and I lifted my hips. Brandon pulled out and Tony slid inside me from behind, the angle different, familiar, deep in a way that made me gasp. He thrust upward a few times while I pulled Brandon closer, taking him in my mouth.

I sucked him slowly, tasting salt, feeling Tony move inside me from below. Brandon's hand rested gently on the back of my head, not pushing, just holding.

Then I pulled back and looked at both of them. "Together," I said. "I want you both at the same time."

Tony lay back on the couch and pulled me on top of him. I sank down onto his cock, feeling him fill me, and leaned forward against his chest. Brandon moved behind me, his hands spreading me open, and pressed the tip of his cock against my ass.

"Okay?" Brandon asked.

"Yes. Keep going."

He pushed in slowly, giving me time to adjust. The pressure was intense, the stretch burning for a moment before it softened into something deeper. He eased forward until he was fully inside me, and for a moment all three of us were still. I could feel them both, filling me completely, the sensation overwhelming.

Then they started moving. Slowly at first, finding the rhythm, Tony pushing up as Brandon pulled back, then reversing. I was caught between them, every nerve ending lit up, the pleasure building from somewhere so deep I couldn't separate one sensation from the other.

Tony's hands gripped my hips as he thrust upward. Brandon leaned over me, his chest pressed against my back, his mouth on my neck. "You feel incredible," he said against my skin.

"Harder," I said.

They responded together, the pace quickening, the rhythm tightening. I was moaning continuously now, unable to stop, my body moving between them on instinct. Tony grunted under me, his grip tightening, and I could tell he was close.

My orgasm hit me without warning, deeper and more intense than anything I'd ever felt. I cried out, my whole body clenching around them both, and the sensation triggered them in sequence. Tony came first, his body tensing against mine, then Brandon pulled out and finished across my hips, his hand stroking himself through the last of it.

We collapsed together on the couch, a tangle of limbs and heavy breathing. Tony pulled me against his chest and pressed his lips to my forehead. Brandon lay beside us, his hand resting on my hip, his breathing slowly returning to normal.

The room was quiet except for the sound of us catching our breath. The wine glasses sat forgotten on the table.

Tony's fingers traced slow circles on my arm. "Worth the wait?" he murmured. I turned my head and kissed him softly, then reached for Brandon's hand and laced my fingers through his.

"Ask me again tomorrow," I said.

Tony laughed quietly against my hair. Brandon squeezed my hand.

I closed my eyes and let the warmth hold me there, between the man I'd married and the man I'd wanted for years, and for the first time the two feelings didn't compete. They just existed, side by side, like they'd always been meant to.

I (M27) recently met this older couple( F54 M60) and finally had our first meet up after getting drinks a few times. To paint a picture she is the definition of a MILF. Huge fake tits, blonde, blue eyes etc…he was alright tall fat cock but I was there for her. When I got over to their place she started blowing both of us and then stopped and pretty much told me if I wanted to fuck her I needed to suck him off with her. She was so hot and I’m so desensitized to porn at this point I quickly found myself on my knees with her sharing his cock and making a sloppy mess in the process…at one point I looked her in the eye while he throat fucked me and she was so shocked and turned on. Honestly kind of turned my brain off and went full slut mode. We both ended up cumming on her stomach and my final task was to clean it up with my tongue and have her suck it all off. Was my very first time doing any of that but now I’m craving it again.

Last week I went over to my buddy’s place to fuck his plastic doll. It’s a legit doll, it’s soft got a nice rack and ass and got some weight to it. ( So when you’re pumping it can take it).

We’ve tucked his plastic doll before but this time we wanted to dvp it. We frotted and fucked it a bit for practice. My buddy pumped a load in it and now it was ready.

He wanted to be on top so I laid down on the bed put the doll on top of me and he slid my cock into the pussy. He tried to slide in after me but it was just too tight. I could feel him stuff his head and rub onto my shaft but then we’d over stuff it and he’d popped out. We tried a few more time but couldn’t work it out even with a dp. We were just too big.

I had a feeling that if we switched and he was in bottom we could fit but I didn’t want to bring up the size difference between us.

We both came in the doll and planned our next visit

After a tough morning of work travel, I still felt wired when I got to my hotel room. With a hard-on that just would not quit I knew I needed to blow off some steaming semen if I was ever going to make it through the week. So, I started searching through some profiles on a swinger’s website.

I began to chat with a local couple. Of course, it was the guy corresponding, which is typical on these sites, and it always makes you wonder if it’s really a MF couple or just some gay or weird old dude. We messaged back and forth and Steve opened a few pictures. Lexi was hot! I would love to see her in person!!  After a brief time, he asked if I wanted to have some fun that evening. With a raging erection painfully tenting my pants I gladly accepted the offer. He said he wanted to give his girl the gift of an unfamiliar and uncircumcised cock for her birthday. How could I refuse?

The plan was for me to meet at their hotel room across town at 7:00 PM for a play date. He was just going to watch. I was cool with that since it kind of turns me on to perform in front of others.

At the prescribed time, I knocked at the door. Steve greeted me then led me into the suite where I met Lexi. She was dressed in very sexy lingerie and looked and smelled amazing. After some small talk and a drink, she led me by the hand into boudoir area with a nice king bed. Without warning Lexi immediately slipped off her outfit to reveal her hot bod and embraced me with a passionate kiss on the neck. Her partner, Steve, took a seat in the corner. She asked me why my clothes were still on and immediately started to unbutton my shirt and unbuckle my pants. Naked as snakes, we climbed together into the plush bed. We started to caress each other as Steve watched everything with an intense gaze. Lexi began stroking my cock and playing with the foreskin while I was fingering her wet pussy and sucking her breasts. She eagerly began licking my now raging erection. Coaxing the head from its sheath, her tongue traced up and down the shaft while gently massaging my fully loaded balls. Then ever so tenderly, she collected all the glistening precum with the finesse of a hummingbird. When she finally welcomed me into her warm mouth it felt like I had entered the gates of heaven. Lips and tongue sucking me inward, bathing me with slippery saliva and pressing the head of my cock firmly against the roof of her mouth. I was trapped in ecstasy.  Gradually, she sucked me deeper and deeper. I was being consumed like helpless prey. When she reached the hilt Lexi began to bob up and down rhythmically, slowly at first, and then with increasing frenzy.

Somehow, she knew when to stop just before I was able to cum. Slightly disappointed about having to wait, but grateful for the delay, we switched positions and now it was she who was on her back. I looked over at Steve, who was still fully dressed and he just smiled. I went down on her, licking this beautiful woman’s bare, smooth, and soaking wet pussy. I was sucking up all sweet the girl-cum I could greedily consume. Suddenly, she pushed my head away and climbed on top of me. As she slowly impaled herself on my erect member she turned back to look at Steve. He had the perfect view to watch her pussy lips engulf my cock and see it disappear inside her. She was very tight. My cock was engulfed in soft, velvety warmth yet locked as if in a Chinese handcuff. Lexi rocked back and forth rubbing her clit on against my imprisoned member. The more she pulled the tighter it got. When she finally came my cock felt as if it was being squeezed in a vice. Feeling her cumming and gripping so tightly I could not hold back anymore. I exploded, blowing a massive load inside her. She stayed there on top, milking me dry, and with a look of pride she directed her eyes from mine and then to Steve’s. After gently biting my nipples she would turn to seek out Steve’s acknowledgement of her latest conquest.

Satisfied that my balls were now empty, Lexi lifted herself up off my cock. Coated in a thick batter of our mixed cum it suddenly felt cool and exposed. She quickly used her fingers to seal her pussy and laid back with her legs gently spread apart. Her free hand’s index finger silently summoned Steve to come forth and clean her up. As he obeyed, she released her hand. My cum immediately surged out of her love tunnel and Steve devotedly licked up every drop of the warm, precious ooze. The vision of Steve licking my jizz out of the woman whose pussy had just drained me is still a vivid memory. And I think Lexi really enjoyed her birthday gift.

 

I have been talking to a friend of my about hooking up with me fwb. After a little nudging he’s down. Not sure if he’s up to try everything I’m curious about but we will see

Reupload after getting feedback I want detailed enough. Sorry for the long read I wanted to get every detail.

Also yes I used AI to help write this just to make it follow and add the details but this is all 100% true.

I moved after school and within a few months I met my dream girl. She’s 5’3, slim but thick in all the right places—her ass shakes noticeably when she walks even though she’s small. Her skin is super smooth, dark and flawless. She had a leave-out with a perfect side part that framed her face just right, and her tits sit really nice and perky. I spent a ton of money on her (she’s into findom, so that’s part of the deal), including a tattoo that somehow made her even sexier. She’s got pretty feet too, and everything about her is wild and freaky. She loves attention, lives for it, and she’s naturally dominant as hell. Her personality is fun, bold, and unapologetic.

I’ve always been hypersexual—both my exes called me that, and I can’t really argue. Cucking is just one of my many kinks, all of which revolve around being beneath a woman, degraded, or submissive. My first girlfriend was good at it, the second not so much, but this girl is everything I’ve ever wanted in a wife or girlfriend. We started dating in December after meeting in October, and we’ve been together every single day since. I love her. She loves being above me, and I love submitting. We talk about cucking nonstop, but I’ve always backed out when we actually go out. She’ll dance with guys right in front of me, get drinks bought for her, and soak up the attention. I always stand right next to her so dudes know she’s mine, but if they don’t see me, they swarm her instantly. It makes me insanely jealous… but so fucking horny.

We’ve done soft cucking a few times before. Like on New Year’s—she danced with a couple guys, nothing too long, but toward the end of the night she started playing with my nipples discreetly. She knows exactly when I get so horny my brain turns off and I become a completely different person. I told her she should find someone to cuck me with. She got excited immediately and told me to walk away. When I looked back, she was already in the crowd with a guy buying her drinks, complimenting her, and even her feet (she knows I’m obsessed with them). She showed him her feet and I almost lost it. They sat at the bar talking for a few minutes—he was saying how he’d spend so much money on her. I eventually tapped her and we left. She got his number but never texted him. Another time we were out with her friend. The two of them went twerking in an elevated cage while I stood outside watching. Guys were smacking her ass, throwing money in her dress. As soon as she stepped out, she got three guys’ numbers right in front of her friend and me. I was pissed, especially since it was my first time meeting her friend.

Anyway, we’d been talking about going further, but I kept chickening out. Until this trip to Atlanta to meet her family. We’re getting serious—we really love each other. I’ve never been able to be around a girl this much without getting irritated, but with her it’s different. We’re a great match. Atlanta is full of clubs and freaks, and she mentioned Tokyo Valentino—this sex/lifestyle club with basically no rules: glory holes, strippers, everything. It’s also a sex shop.

She said we could go, but she needed a nap first. I knew her—if she napped, we probably weren’t going. It was already a Monday night and getting late. Before her nap I told her, “You’re not gonna wanna go after you sleep, it’ll be too late.” I stayed up the whole time. When her alarm went off around midnight, I started playfully pulling her leg, begging, guilt-tripping her: “This is my first time in Atlanta and we’ve only been out once.” I dragged her out of bed after almost an hour of that. We drove there, but when we arrived at like 1:30 a.m. she still didn’t want to go in. We sat outside for an hour and a half, me almost driving away twice. We kept going back and forth: “Are you sure you wanna go back home? We can go in, it’s up to you.” “No, it’s up to you.” A lot of hesitation. We finally went in around 3–3:30 a.m.

It was scary in there at first. Super dark, creepy. We walked past these dark rooms where you could just see figures staring out, waiting. Downstairs felt weird with trannies and people lurking. We went up to the top floor and it was more like a strip club—one naked dancer on stage with a bunch of guys watching. That felt a little more normal.

We went into the BDSM room. She put me in a cage and started teasing me from outside with slow, seductive dancing. I kept trying to reach out and grab her, but every time I tried to get out she’d say “Stay” in that stern voice that goes straight to my dick. She was wearing a one-piece bodysuit that showed a ton of cleavage. There was this one short, chubby, older Black guy in there—he looked strange, definitely a weirdo. He stayed and watched us the whole time, making loud comments I could barely understand. He followed us everywhere. We’d switch floors and he’d just pop up. We eventually lost him.

We found our own dark room with no door. I dropped down and started sucking her toes. She’d been wearing those furry boots all night, so her feet were super sweaty and they smelled exactly how I love—strong, musky, club-sweaty. She was calling me a “good boy” and giving me directions while I worshipped them. People would walk in, stare for a second, then turn around and leave. Then she climbed on top of me, fully clothed, kissing me deep and dry-humping. One guy came in and just stood there watching. She knows when I get horny like this my brain completely shuts off and I’ll agree to almost anything. She got me there on purpose.

I finally muttered, “I think I wanna watch you with someone else.”

She didn’t hesitate for a second. She looked at the guy watching and asked confidently, playfully, “Do you want a turn?”

He just nodded. No talking, which I actually liked—no awkward ice-breaking or bonding. I just wanted raw sexual tension.

She demanded, “Go to the corner,” in that bossy, stern tone. It was sexy but hit me hard—I was literally getting replaced. I went straight there, out of sight. At this point it was just the three of us.

She took her top off. Her tits looked perfect even in the dark, sitting nice and perky. She got on his lap facing him, grinding, and started moaning—soft but loud enough that anyone walking past the room could hear. Then the other guys who had walked by earlier when I was sucking her toes started coming back in. Four guys total swarmed her. Two were playing with her nipples, one (the original guy) was fingering her, and the weirdo who had been following us got behind her and put his fingers down her throat. I heard her moan again, louder. She was loving it. I couldn’t believe she was enjoying four random Black guys touching her at once. She never made eye contact with me—I was stuck in the corner while she faced away.

I watched for a minute or two, heart pounding, then stepped up and whispered, “Aight yo… stop.”

She stopped immediately and said in this shy, playful voice, “Ok guys,” and they all backed off right away. I was surprised and impressed she shut it down that fast and that everyone stopped immediately.

The original guy pulled out a condom and just said, “I’m ngl…” That was all. I looked down, saw the condom, and froze. My girl jumped in: “I would.” They both looked at me. Under pressure I kinda mumbled, “Yes.” My heart was racing harder than ever.

He left to get a private room but came back saying it would be 10–15 minutes. Then he offered, “If you just need a spot with a door we can close, I know one.” We agreed and followed him to a small glory hole room. It was tiny but fit the three of us. They wasted no time. He started gripping her, smacking her ass hard like he owned it. She moaned instantly—that sound hit me with a rush of jealousy and arousal. She turned around, bent over, hands on me for support while I recorded. He put the condom on and started fucking her in backshots, pounding hard. She was moaning super loud, the kind I’d made her make before, but seeing someone else do it was insane. She was laughing and smiling at me between moans.

They fucked for about five minutes and then he came. She turned around, kissed him some more, then looked back at me. She said, “You fucking loser, you know how good he made me feel. You should try that shit sometime. I found my new favorite dick. It’s not yours anymore.” Then she spit on me right in front of him while still caressing his dick and flipped me off. Before he left he gave me a quick dap and bounced like it was nothing.

People outside had heard everything—they tried to break in three different times during those five minutes. I was so out of it I could barely work the lock and had to force the door closed with my body. Hands and dicks were even coming through the glory holes trying to touch her.

The rest of the night and the next day she wouldn’t stop teasing me. She’d laugh and call me her official cuck, then ask jokingly, “Why’s wrong? Why are you so quiet?” I stayed mostly silent, just replaying it in my head—horny but emasculated as hell. She was full of energy, empowered, saying things like, “Remember YOU wanted to drag me out this night.” We both knew what could happen if we went there. She kept laughing about it and hasn’t stopped talking about it since. I asked her multiple times if she really meant he was better. Sometimes she’d say “yes” seriously, other times more playfully. I still don’t know how much she meant it—she loves mind games and stressing me. She didn’t let me fuck her that night either. I ended up going to the bathroom, jerking off quickly to the video, and then hit the worst post-nut clarity. I crawled into bed defeated while she kept teasing harder.

She loved every second of it… and two nights later, on Wednesday, we went right back.

The nonstop teasing from Monday hadn’t let up for a second—she kept playing the video in my face every chance she got, laughing and calling me her cuck. We were gonna try a different club, but the bouncer said it wasn’t worth it. I told my girl we could just go back to Tokyo Valentino even though we had just been there. She lit up instantly and said, “I def would go back,” teasing me about how fast I wanted to see it happen again.

This time she wore the most revealing outfit I’ve ever seen — a completely see-through lace bodysuit. You could see right through it; she just had on a bra and panties underneath, everything fully visible. Her ass looked crazy in it, shaking with every step. Before we even left she told me straight up, “Whoever I fuck is just gonna rip a hole in the back.” I felt a rush of jealousy and insecurity knowing the attention she’d get, but it turned me on when she said it. I lowkey put up a fight just to hear her shut it down. She looked at me and said, “Stfu, you don’t control what I wear,” and that turned me on even more. She knew it did.

We sat in the car pregaming with beatboxes. I was way more nervous this time because of what she was wearing and because I already knew exactly what could happen. Every time she tried to go in I’d tell her “wait” and pull her back for another kiss, buying a few more minutes. She’d laugh and say it was cute seeing me like this. Eventually she got tired of it and said, “Nah, we’re going in.”

We went into the BDSM room — the same one where the weirdo had been the first night when I was in the cage. She got in the guillotine and her arch looked insane with that see-through outfit on. A guy showed us how to use it and told me to get behind her. He said he was gonna watch and even joked, “Sorry if something gets on her.” Thankfully he got distracted looking for his weed. I spent a while kissing and rubbing her ass while she was locked in. Then I joked that she was the sub this time. That must have flipped a switch because she wanted to regain control.

We moved to another room with a bed and the door wide open. She had me on my knees kissing her sweaty feet again (same furry boots, same strong musky smell I love). She recorded the whole thing, calling me her bitch, cuck, and pet while people walked by staring. Then she grabbed the whip we’d bought in the sex shop the first night and started beating me. It hurt like hell—she was hitting hard. At first just one older Black guy was watching, jerking off. He got so into it he told her how to reposition me. While I was turned around facing the wall on my stomach, he grabbed her ass on purpose so I didn’t see. By the time she finished I turned around and the room was packed. People were standing there watching everything. When she stopped they even clapped. I was embarrassed as fuck laying there on my stomach toward the wall, but I already knew I’d look back on it and think it was sexy.

After she was done the guy said now it was his turn to whip me. My girl responded, “Oh no, he doesn’t get to whip me — that’s not his role.”

She didn’t see anyone she really liked though, so we were about to leave. She seemed kinda down and indifferent and asked if it was even worth it this time. Part of me was relieved nothing else happened, but another part was disappointed. We sat outside in the car smoking for a while, watching people go in and out, then decided to take one more lap before calling it.

That’s when we ran into the same guy from Monday night. It was around 3:30 a.m. again. I was walking behind her and spotted him first—light-skinned, about 6 ft, wearing a hoodie. My stomach dropped instantly. I told her right away and she got excited, making our lap longer so we could find him. We almost missed him, but then we saw him near the exit. He recognized us and acted normal, like everything was chill.

They pointed at each other and smiled — “Hey, I remember you” vibe. She leaned against the wall cheesing hard, getting all submissive and flirty with him while they did small talk about when they got there. It was sexy watching her switch like that. Then she just proposed doing the same thing again. He said yes and went to find a room.

While he was gone I looked at her and asked seriously, “Be real — is he actually better?” She looked me dead in the eyes and said “yes.” It felt serious this time. That shit hit me hard. I felt defeated. Previously she’d always said I was the best, and I really cared about that title because I love this girl. I told her, “Y’all not fucking again. We can leave.” She just said “let’s wait.”

He came back and said it would be a while, so we could just use the same glory hole room as last time. She turned to me with that big smile, rubbing on me and begging, “Can I please fuck him again? Pleaseeeee.” She kept smiling and rubbing until I was hard and defeated. I just muttered, “Whatever man.” She lit up with a “Yesssss.”

The second we walked in the room they were all over each other — passionate kissing, him really grabbing and choking her at the same time while she moaned soft and sexy. Mid-makeout she passed me her phone and bra without even looking at me. I felt like a true cuck holding her stuff while she was lost in him.

He smacked her ass hard enough that the sound echoed, then spun her around. She told him to rip a hole in her outfit. He didn’t hesitate — just tore it open casually in the back. I was looking right at her face and saw her eyes change the exact moment he slid inside her. He started slow at first, then built up. We had talked about her giving me more attention this time, so she tried to suck me twice. Both times he fucked her harder and she’d stop sucking to let out loud moans. Eventually I gave up and just jerked off while recording. She switched to spitting on my dick for lube, calling me her “cuck bitch,” and moaning even louder.

She looked at me and said, “Fuck me like a real man.” I think he thought she was talking to him because he went harder and she started moaning so loud the whole room filled with it. I was trying so hard not to cum — the post-nut clarity if I finished before him while he was fucking my girl would’ve been brutal, especially with the long drive home. Luckily I managed to keep the door locked this time.

He finished in about five minutes. She turned around, asked if it felt good, and they made out for a long ass time — almost a full minute. Then she turned back to me, tits fully out and bouncing loose in the bodysuit (she’d taken her bra off), and said, “Again loser. It’s becoming a habit for you. This is your life now — you’re a cuck bitch forever.”

When we finally walked out, the front desk guy remembered us from the first time. He’d taken our payment earlier and told us not to leave without saying bye. We came back in saying “we’re back,” and now here we were leaving again — her hair all messed up, a big hole ripped in the back of her see-through outfit, and me walking behind her looking completely defeated. It was embarrassing. I’m sure he could tell exactly what just happened.

On the way home she teased me the whole drive. This time she would also remind me that I’m the one who suggested we go back to this club and pointed out the guy she fucked last time. When we got back she let me fuck her in the exact same ripped hole. She played the video the entire time, degrading me nonstop — calling me a pathetic cuck and laughing at how fast I came (way faster than him, before the video even ended). The post-nut clarity hit me hard again and she didn’t hold back on the teasing at all.

Since then she hasn’t stopped. She’ll randomly play the video just to laugh at me and call me her cuck. It’s still sexy but it makes me jealous and emasculated knowing this has now happened twice. The first time felt like a one-time moment. This second time felt like it locked everything in. Now it feels like there’s really no going back. She loves it — maybe even more than I do — and she knows she can get away with it. Even though I feel like I still have some control, it’s definitely not a lot.

She’s already getting ahead of herself, talking about buying me a big dog cage to sleep in when I’m acting up, or so she can cuck me while I’m locked inside watching. We were out of town for both times so we don’t have a regular bull where we live, but she’s been looking. She’s even talking about finding a bi or gay guy to force me bi. I push back hard on that — I’m not into men at all — but with her it’s all real, not roleplay. When I’m serious she just hits me with “Stfu, it’s happening,” the same way she does when we’re playing. I can only pray she never actually finds the right bull, straight, gay, or bi. Our relationship hasn’t really changed though — she’s still the same freaky, dominant girl I love. But now she knows exactly what she can get away with, and that power is only growing.

I don’t know why I love it but I’m also so against it. I’ll subtly move things along then pull back and beg for it not to happen. I think I have two sides — the possessive side that makes me not want to share because I love this girl, and the horny dude that says you know you love the humiliation. Honestly this has made me more obsessed with her and in love. I should have a part two because my gf seems to have found someone here at home and is making me take her to go see him.