edited and ready - 3-442-Karen  His Fiancé Fullfills His MFM Fantasy. Truck cab 
is the unlikely scene of this first MFM threesome.

His Fiance Fullfills His MFM Fantasy

Dear Joan
Actually, no, I don't have your directory. I just happened to stumble
across your stories by accident. I would love to receive it.

My first story involves my fiancé and myself. We've been going together
for about seven years and will, most likely, become married next summer.

About two years into the relationship I got hooked up to the internet
and, given my prurient nature, I began to access some of the sex links via
alt.sexstories.newsgroups. I found myself most interested in stories which
involved threesomes sex and, in particular, ones with MFM situations. 

I thought long and hard about the aspects of actually doing something like 
that, involving the person that I love, as opposed to fantasizing about it. 
I came to the conclusion that fantasy is fine, but unless it becomes a 
reality, then what excitement does thinking about it really have to offer.

I spoke to Karen about my desires, and she was initially taken aback. She
couldn't quite comprehend that if I truly loved her, then how could I share
her with another man. Wouldn't I be jealous? Wouldn't I reject her
afterwards? If I wouldn't become jealous, then why not. Did I not love her
enough? Was I really a homosexual who was just using this as an excuse. 

We both had lots of questions, but few answers. I told her I didn't really
know how I would feel after we actually did something like that, and wasn't
really sure why I wanted to do it in the first place. But to me the thought
of her being with another man while I watched was extremely erotic. 

I also wanted to be watched by another man while I made love to Karen. I 
did know that I loved her, and if I was angry or jealous afterwards, then 
I had no one to blame except myself, because I was the instigator. She did 
caution me that once she begins making love, she does so with complete 
abandon, and puts her whole soul into the act of fucking. 

We kind of left it open, and neither one of us said much about it after our 
initial discussion.

I decided to take action without telling her. I put an ad on the internet
and received many, many responses. I narrowed my search down to one man. He
and I met for coffee one evening. We talked at length about who we were,
what we did, our desires, and so forth. His name was Dave. 

Dave was married, but he was sure his wife would reject involvement in
MFM sex. That was exactly the type of person I was looking for. Someone 
who was married, or in a committed relationship, because it would be far 
less threatening, and I wouldn't have to worry too much about him wanting 
Karen while I wasn't there. 

I enjoyed his company, and I believe he enjoyed mine. We are both all male, 
so there was no confusion about our sexual preferences. I told him I would 
speak to Karen about our meeting, and I would call him later, and we could 
then set out a mutually convenient time for the three of us to get together,
providing Karen was agreeable.

I told Karen what I had done, and asked her if she would be interested in
at least meeting with him for a drink... just to see how we all got along. 
She said she would be agreeable to that much.

I called Dave and asked if he would like to meet us for a drink at one of
the local bars the next evening. He was agreeable. I also asked him if he
could find a parking spot close to the bar... and I would park way down 
the street. That way I could ask him to give us a lift back to my car when 
we left. Yeah, I suppose I am a control freak in some ways, but I also 
like to be prepared.

Before we left I asked Karen if she wouldn't mind wearing her short skirt
that I love so much... and as another favor, would she not wear her panties.
She said, "ok, but it's really cold out you know, so I hope you appreciate
what I'm doing." 

We both laughed and I said, "Yes, and I love you so much because of what 
you do for me and how you make me feel." She looked beautiful. Her skirt 
was a short navy blue wrap-around, and she had on a sheer cream-colored 
blouse with no bra. 

Her bra size is a B-cup, but has very pronounced (and very sensitive) 
nipples which were plainly visible under her blouse that night. That's 
all she wore - plus her overcoat, since it was the middle of winter.

We got near the bar and, as I figured, it was pretty full... so I had to 
park quite far away on a dark side street. We walked to the bar and found 
that Dave was already there and had gotten a booth toward the back, where 
it was dimly lit. 

Karen and I sat down facing him. I introduced them and we chatted easily 
as if we had known each other for a much longer time. We all talked and 
got to know each other as best as we could with all the noise in the 
place. 

Karen's skirt, as I mentioned, was a wrap-around affair and as we talked 
and after the first martini took effect, I placed my hand on her thigh 
and began stroking the inside of her leg. Her skirt gradually began to 
open up so that when the waiter came by to see if we wanted another drink,
he was treated to a view of her exposed leg almost up to her pussy. 

I looked up at him to order us another round, and I saw him looking
straight down to where my hand was. He smiled and made some small talk with
us. I wonder why he was so friendly?!? After he left to get our drinks, I
could sense that Karen's inhibitions were slowly evaporating. I became more
bold and spread her legs apart. She slouched down in her seat just a bit.

The other side of her skirt opened up more so that both of her thighs
were exposed, but this time her pussy was exposed as well! When the 
waiter came back with our drinks, Karen's legs were spread wide apart.
As he leaned over to put her drink in front of her he had a perfect view 
of her exposed pussy with her vaginal lips just peeking out. 

My heart was racing. I never looked up to see the expression on his face, 
but I just knew he was enjoying the sight. That excited me even more. I 
found Karen's clit, and began stroking it very gently. She began to moan 
softly. Then I also tugged gently on her labia, which I am sure caused  
pleasurable feelings to be felt on her clit. 

She was becoming very wet, and I knew she was becoming extremely aroused. 
Dave, meanwhile, really couldn't see what was going on since he was on the 
other side of the booth, but judging from the look on Karen's face and her 
moans, he knew that something was going on, and he was smiling at the 
thought.

I abruptly asked them if they were ready to leave. Karen was jolted back
to reality, and sat up in her seat. She tried to compose herself. I paid 
the bill and we got up to leave.

I asked Dave where his car was. He pointed to a large truck parked right 
out in front. I asked him if he would mind giving us a ride back to my 
car since I was way down the street. We all hopped in, with Karen getting 
in the middle. Almost immediately I gave her a deep and passionate kiss. 

I started to unbutton her blouse. She protested for a few seconds, but 
gave up as my tongue flicked against hers.  Her one hand was at her
side and her other was holding onto my leg, squeezing me tightly. Her
nervousness was quickly replaced with passionate excitement. 

Dave had to drive around the block since we had parked on a one-way 
street. But even then, he took the "scenic" route. His truck heated up 
fairly quickly, and by the time he had gotten to the first turn, Karen's 
blouse was completely unbuttoned. 

I reached around and undid one button on her skirt. Then I undid the 
other button in front. Her skirt was fully open. I could feel Karen's 
passion begin to reach the boiling point. The whole time we were making 
out like teenagers, and neither one of us had any idea where we were
- not that we cared, because we were all horny as minks. 

I felt the truck slow down, and looked up to see that Dave had pulled into 
a spot right behind my car, and had parked, but left the engine running 
so we had plenty of heat. 

As Karen and I continued to kiss, the windows began to steam up so we 
were unable to see outside. But then, no one could see inside either. 
There was a soft glow from a nearby streetlight which gave us hazy
illumination on the inside so we could all see each other pretty well. 

I was fondling her breasts and nipples, and she was moaning once again. 
I felt her adjust herself on the seat, but she was still squirming around. 
I reached down to feel her pussy. To my delight, I felt Dave's hand was
already there, between her legs, fingering her vagina. My heart began to 
race again. 

I squeezed up against the side of the truck so we all had a little more 
room, and as I did so I pulled her right leg with me so that her genitals 
were completely exposed for Dave's roaming hand. I also helped her off 
with her coat and tossed it in the back seat area so the only thing she 
had on was her open blouse since, by then her skirt was completely off. 

I slipped my pants and shoes off and quietly asked her if she would suck 
my cock. In a second she had my cock deep in her warm mouth. It felt
glorious. 

Dave removed his pants and I saw his circumcised cock for the first time.
It was about the same size as mine. He was watching us as he was stroking 
his not-quite-erect penis with one hand and feeling Karen's pussy with 
his other hand. 

Karen was giving me an incredible blow job, and was twitching around as 
he found her pleasure button. Somehow, and I'm not sure how they 
orchestrated this, but Karen knelt next to me so her ass was in the air 
and Dave had positioned himself behind her... and had buried his face in 
her cunt. The inside of that truck cab was so sexually charged that I 
couldn't believe it. 

Karen then sat up and smiled at me, and then reversed her position. She 
began to suck on Dave's cock while she pushed her buttocks against me. 
Dave threw his head back in obvious pleasure. I couldn't see exactly what 
she was doing, but if it was anything like the way she had sucked my cock, 
then I knew the pleasure he was feeling right then. 

He tilted his steering wheel up all the way and scooted forward and spread 
his legs apart to give her better access to his organ. I could hear the 
slurping and popping sounds her mouth was making as she was sucking him,
and I saw that her free hand was squeezing and playing with his balls. I 
wasn't doing anything but watching and listening. Dave was moaning the 
whole time. 

I knew then that I needed to be inside of Karen. I said to her, "Karen, 
please fuck me. Fuck me right now." She sat upright and in one fluid 
movement she got up and sat over me, straddling herself over my cock, 
and lowered herself down on my hard, upright penis. Then, in a moment, 
I felt the wonderful warmth and wetness of her cunt along the whole
length of my cock. 

As near as I can remember, in about fifteen seconds, I felt a surge of 
incredible pleasure. I was about to cum, and when I did, it burst out of 
me with an amazing intensity. My orgasm felt like I had shot a cup of 
hot semen deep into her belly. Not several spurts, but one huge spurt 
of semen. It was like someone had pulled a piece of long velvet cloth
out of my loins and through my penis. The pleasure I felt was so intense
that I was unable to move or say anything.

We stayed together quiet and still for a few minutes. Then she looked me
in the eyes and said, "Well... do you want your wish? Do you want to see 
me fuck another man? Do you want me to fuck him now?" She was gritting 
her teeth as she said it, but it wasn't in anger. It was said with pure 
lust.

"Yes," I said. With that, she moved off of me and moved over to Dave. She
straddled him the same as she had straddled me. As she spread her legs over
him, I saw my cum leak out of her spread pussy... onto his leg... and
then over his cock and balls. 

In a few seconds I saw her toss her head back, and I knew at that moment 
he was then inside of my Karen. Then she started to fuck him. My loving
Karen was fucking another man right in front of my eyes! It was incredible. 
It wasn't jealousy I was feeling, but an incredible desire for this 
special woman - my woman. 

I was stroking my cock as I watched them. It was still slippery from all 
my cum and her pussy juices, some of which was all over my balls. I
rubbed it into me. I wasn't as hard as I was before, but I wasn't at all
flacid. I leaned over and put my hand underneath Karen. I felt Dave's
slippery wet balls, and I felt the bottom of his cock where it joined
together with Karen's pussy. 

I felt how wet his shaft was. It was my cum over him and over his balls. 
And I felt Karen's cunt raise and lower over him. As she lowered herself 
down on him after almost letting him slide out, and just keeping the head 
of his cock within her, it was almost as if her cunt devoured the shaft 
of his cock. She took him all into her body except for the very base of 
his cock. 

After a few minutes of playing with both of their genitals, I leaned back 
to enjoy the sight of them fucking. It was the ultimate experience for me, 
a certified voyeur.

Karen turned toward me. Looking directly at me she said, "His big cock
just slipped right into me because I'm still wet from all your cum, and 
now I'm fucking him! I'm fucking him... for you... and it feels sooo good. 
Do you like it? Do you like watching me fuck him? You know, don't you, 
that he's going to make me cum Jim. He's making me cum now! Ohh, it feels 
so good. So wet and so good. He's inside me so deep Jim."  

She turned her head back and started to buck hard over Dave while she 
kissed him. Then she broke their kiss and leaned back again and started 
to fuck him harder, almost violently and said, "Yes! Yes! Yes!. I'm 
cumming now. Yessssss. Oh yesssss. Oh, my Goddd." 

I heard Dave groan and then gasp, and I realized that he had shot his 
load of cum up into my Karen. Then, it became very quiet.

Karen was the first to move. She turned and sat between us. She looked at
me with a very sheepish look. Then she turned away and closed her eyes. I
took my hand and placed it on the side of her face, and turned her head
toward me. I leaned over and kissed her. She kissed me back. 

When we stopped, she quietly asked me if I was angry. I assured her,
"I love you so much." And, I kissed her again. 

Instinctively, my hand dropped down between her legs and I felt her pussy. 
Dave's cum was seeping out, and her clit was still very sensitive. Many 
times, when Karen and I have made love, I found that once she experienced
a climax, she is able to achieve further orgasms shortly after her first...
and, quite often, one orgasm is not enough for my little sex kitten. 

We began to kiss again, and I started to rub her slippery clit. She 
responded by spreading her legs apart and sliding forward. Dave was again
kissing her neck, and also had his hand on her pussy. I was rubbing her 
clit, and he was fingering her. 

She took hold of both of our cocks and began to jerk us off. Dave was 
pretty soft, but he was enjoying it never-the-less. He started to kiss 
her breasts (which she loves... and, if you take tiny bites on her nipples, 
it drives her wild). I told him that, and so that's just what he began to 
do. She responded by spreading her legs even wider for us, and by 
thrusting her pelvis up higher. 

Her grip on my cock was very tight... and, I assumed, on Dave's as well. 
She stopped jerking us off and was just enjoying what we were doing to 
her. Dave had his thumb in her pussy and was also playing with her anus. 
I was still rubbing her clit and I knew it wouldn't be long before she 
hit her next climax. 

Both Dave and I had a clear view of what we were doing since, by then, 
Karen's legs were spread quite wide apart. That only heightened the 
eroticism of the scene. 

Finally, her second orgasm overcame her. She doubled over and was 
writhing between us. She slowly closed her legs in order to stop the 
overwhelming sensations of the acute pleasure that she was receiving. 

Dave and I stopped and took our hands away from her genitals. She needed 
quiet right then, to just enjoy what had happened to her. After a while, 
when she came back from the plateau of ecstasy that she was on, she sat 
up and took a deep breath and chuckled a little. She was....speechless.

When she settled back down, I asked her how she would feel about sucking
my cock again, since I needed to cum again rather badly. She muttered
something about maybe she could do better than that. 

She leaned over and took my cock into her mouth and started to suck me. 
After I was hard as stone, she pushed my legs apart and moved her mouth 
down over my balls and started sucking on them while she started to jerk 
me off. 

Now, I love it when she sucks my cock, but I just get ecstatic when she 
starts sucking on my balls. They are very sensitive, but, even so, I like 
her to suck on my scrotum... hard... just to the point where it starts 
getting uncomfortable (as only guys can appreciate) - which she began 
to do. 

She managed to get both my balls into her mouth and was jerking me off 
at the same time. I didn't even bother to look to see what Dave was 
doing because I was just enjoying myself so much. I think he was just 
watching us, but he could have been playing with her pussy too, because 
she was wiggling around while she was taking care of my problem.

I told her I was about ready to cum, and to please not stop what she was
doing. "Uuummmm mmm," she said. The heat of her mouth around my scrotum, 
and her small hand riding up and down my shaft was more than I could take. 

I came hard, but in small spurts this time. She stopped sucking my balls 
and watched the cum pump out of my cock, and over her hand. She then 
licked the cum off her hand, and put the head of my penis in her mouth. 

I felt a few more spurts come out after that, but she still kept sucking 
more out. She sucked until there was no more. Then she let me get soft 
in her mouth.

She pulled the foreskin down so the head of my cock was completely exposed
as my penis slid out of her mouth. There was a soft pop when it finally
came out from between her lips. 

She kissed the tip of my penis and then looked up at me and smiled that 
special smile of hers. I was so happy that she was my woman... and that 
I was her man.

Dave had already pulled his pants up and was getting buckled up, so I
figured we'd better do the same, since it was probably time to go.

Karen and I met Dave in a motel a few times after than night.  The motel 
offered much a more comfortable setting for Karen to enjoy both of us... 
and for us to simultaneously enjoy her.  In that relaxed setting, Karen
shed all of her prior inhibitions, and gave herself up completely to the 
intense pleasuring we gave her.

Eventually Dave moved away.  Karen and I got married before he left, and 
he came to our wedding.  The last time I was able to hold Karen in my
arms as Dave fucked her really good was on the night we got back from our
honeymoon.

Now that Dave is gone, Karen is working with me on my internet ads as we
try to find another compatible male who I hope to again share with Karen.

Jim