My True Personal Experiences as “The Extra Guy”


By Alan W.

We often read about couples who invite “an extra guy” into their love life to create MFM experiences for the wife/girlfriend.  Many of those stories are pure fiction, while others reflect experiences which the couple/woman really had.  In those cases, most of the women indicate that the “doubled attention” gave them wonderful pleasure.

Unfortunately, most of those stories offer little information about “the extra guy,” his thoughts, and why he chooses to play second fiddle in a bedroom scene that usually has the woman as the focus of attention, with her main guy being the next most important person on the bed.

I decided to write about my numerous experiences of being that “extra guy.”  Couples and women may find my views and experiences enlightening.  The following information and thoughts may also be useful to couples who are considering inviting another guy into their bedroom fun.

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I am now in my mid-50s.  My earliest threesome experience took place when I was about 33.  During this entire time, I have been a professional “white collar” guy.  During most of these years, I have had a woman of my own in my life... but never one who shared my propensity for two-guy, one-gal sexual fun.  I always make sure I watch my personal hygiene and appearance.  I am of average looks, Caucasian, and average endowment.

Rather than presenting a chronological “report” of my experiences, I will attempt to highlight what life has brought my way.  

Generally, by the time I meet with a couple to be their extra guy, the woman has already decided to give this a try, or has already had some threesome, group or “Swinging” experiences.  I would say that about 1/3 of the women I have shared MFM experiences with were new to the idea.


Carol & Val

Carol and Val were one of the earliest couples who invited me to share MFM fun with them.  They were already “Swingers.”  I had met them through an intentional effort to make contacts with “Swingers.”  Carol, although a bit plump, was a very attractive blonde.  She had a great smile, and wonderful personality.  I had met them socially a few times, but had never been invited to get together with them.

I learned that while Val was an electrician by the day, he did very good photo development work in his home lab at night.  I needed some color prints made for a project at my work.  Val invited me over one evening to see what I needed done.

Carol gave me a smiling welcome when I arrived, and Val ushered me down to the basement where his lab was located.  He decided to do the work on the spot.  I just waited and watched.

Carol had been putting her young kids to bed upstairs.  Soon she was at my side, wearing just a negligee.  Val looked over his shoulder, grinned, and said, “Carol, why don’t you show him around.”  Carol took my arm and led me to what would have been a basement family room in other homes.

This room was literally covered wall-to-wall-to-wall with mattresses.  On one end was a wall-to-wall, floor-to-ceiling black and white photo of two couples who were nude and screwing.  Apparently the picture had been taken in this room and greatly enlarged.

Carol turned the light out, leaving on just a black light that highlighted the photo on the end wall of the room.  She put her arms around me and planted a sensual kiss on my lips as the front of her negligee fell open.  NATURALLY I responded!  I cupped one of her bountiful breasts in each hand, and really got into the tongue kiss she was giving me.

She took the initiative.  Soon my shirt and pants were off.  Then her negligee fell.  Then the rest of my clothes were gone as we fell to the padded floor and began to explore each other’s bodies... as Val worked away in the other room.

Obviously, I was in seventh heaven.  Carol and I 69ed.  Then I nibbled on her breasts.  My anxious hard cock was buried inside her as we writhed pleasurefully on the floor in the semi-darkness.  We were face-to-face on our sides, enjoying a measured screw.

Soon I heard Val enter the room.  I could tell he was shedding his clothes.  I thought, ‘Well, I guess he is going to join us,’ I thought, ‘That’s OK.’  Sure enough, he cuddled up against Carol’s back, reached around and cupped her breasts in his hands while she and I continued to screw and neck.

That’s when the surprise started.  I felt his hand pressing between Carol’s parted thighs, and brushing against my cock, feeling that it was buried inside his wife’s pussy.  Then I could tell by his movements that he was stroking his own cock to get it hard. Moments later I felt the firm, rubbery head of his cock poke between her legs and hit my cock just where I was connected with Carol.

‘No way,’ I thought... there is no way we can both be in there.  “Would you like me pull out,” I asked.  “No, just keep doing what you are doing,” he replied.  By now Carol had pulled back from our kiss and I could see a devilish grin on her face.  “Keep pumping that stiff thing into me,” she directed, and then she planted another kiss on my lips.

The feel of Val’s rigid cock repeatedly poking against my shaft was new to me... but I didn’t find it objectionable... just strange.  I knew our two cocks were side-by-side, and he was moving in a fuck-like rhythm, but I could tell his cock was stopping just short of Carol’s full pussy opening.  ‘Surely two cocks couldn’t fit in a pussy at the same time,’ I thought.  Then it happened!

With one quick ‘hump,’ Val’s stiff cock was right next to mine, buried inside Carol! ‘Wow,’ I thought.  My mind was reeling.  We had all momentarily stopped our movement.  Then Carol twisted slightly and gave her husband a kiss before turning back and smiling at me.

“Now boys, “ she softly said, “See if you two can get a little alternating action going inside my hot pussy.”  We instantly accepted her direction.  I pulled back just slightly as Val pressed further in.  Then he pulled partly out as I drove in.  It did not take long before Carol was biting my shoulder and crying out, “Yes, Yes, YES.

I felt her body tremble between us.  Her pussy became vise-like as she trembled in a long orgasm.  The vise-like squeeze caused me to shoot my load.  Val made a few more thrusts, and I felt his cock expand against mine as he shot his load into his wife’s receptive (and still quivering) pussy.

We fell apart to get some air and to recover on the padded floor.  A few minutes later Carol was laughing (almost giddy) as she finally began to recover.  Val drew his wife to him and gave her a passionate kiss as I watched from a few feet away.

We were all drained for that night, but Carol and Val invited me to join them several more times over the following year.  It was with them that I really learned the techniques and joys of being “the extra guy.”

Carol was kind enough to give my name to several other couples who I later got to know and play with.


The Disaster

Carol and Val were really the third couple I had gotten together with.  The first couple was really a disaster... a disaster for them!  This couple had invited another guy to their home for a threesome.  He had asked if he could bring another guy (me) as additional pleasure for the wife.  They said, “Sure!”

Then, on the appointed night, my friend got stuck in a snow storm in a city several miles from where I lived, and where the couple lived.  He called me and said he could not get there, but that he had called them, and that they would be looking for me.

I showed up at the door.  She was a very attractive, slender, vivacious lady.  He was tall, very self-confident, with a broad smile on his face.  They were wearing ordinary clothes.  There was nothing sexual about this initial invitation into their home.  He and I sat on either end of the couch, and she on a chair across the room.  They were quite at ease... I was not.  We chatted.  I wondered when “the action” would begin.

Eventually this attractive lady came over and sat between her husband and me on the couch.  He gave his wife a little kiss as he cupped her sweater-covered breast.  I didn’t know what to do.  I just sat there.  I guess the husband sensed my wariness.

He said, “Honey, I am going to take that bulky sweater off of you... so our guest can feast his eyes on those beautiful breasts of yours.”  She let him draw the sweater over her head, then shook her hair, and kind of smiled at me as she turned back my way, allowing me to see her smallish, but perfect breasts with pointy nipples.

I didn’t know what to do.  Lamely I said, “Very nice breasts,” and did nothing.  She leaned back into him and they kissed.  Finally he said, “Maybe we should all move into the bedroom.”  I let them lead the way.

Once there, they both began removing their clothes.  Hesitantly, I did likewise... still leaving my sox on!  She lay nude, face up on the middle of the bed, and he and I lay down on either side of her.  I noticed that her husband’s cock was larger than mine, and already hard.  Mine was only partly hard.

Well, the long and the short of the story is that as she played with his cock as I stroked my cock to hardness.  Then they cuddled, as I snuggled up against her back and placed the head of my dick at her pussy opening.  I pressed on in (with no thought of her pleasure), and began to pump as they kissed.  You guessed it... within seconds I shot my load, rolled out of bed, dressed, and was out of there.

What a disaster.  I hope that was not her first MFM threesome... because it must have been a terrible turn-off for her.  Surely they laughed a lot after I headed out into the snowy night.

	Lessons:  Her pleasure comes first!!!  Penetration is far down the line!!!  Use 	your hands and mouth to arouse her EARLY ON!!!  Even sexy talk can add to her 	pleasure and her husband’s enjoyment... DUMMY!

	Actually, this story may also be a lesson for couples new to exploring MFM fun.  	It is NOT in your best interests to start with a guy who had no prior threesome 	experience.  You can see why.


A Show For Him

The next time I met with a couple, he just wanted to watch, and she was much more aggressive than the first woman had been.  At least it was a transition from DISASTER to later stages of genuine, mutually-rewarding pleasures.

In this case they both met me at the door.  She immediately gave me a wet kiss as she clung to me.  He shook my hand, said, “Shiela here want to have a good time.  Go for it.”  With that he went back to his chair and started watching TV while Shiela pulled me down to the middle of the living room floor.

She was older, less fit than the first woman, but attractive.... and VERY HORNY!  We were both nude in no time, and sharing a 69.  Over the next hour she had several squealing orgasms... since I had learned to use my mouth, tongue and fingers this time... before letting my mind imagine entering her.  At one point she straddled me, sat down on my cock and fucked herself with it as her husband cheered her on to another loud orgasm.  Before the evening was over I was able to take charge and give her one more orgasm as I screwed her doggy-style... and unloaded my pent-up juices.

This time I felt better about the experience.  She had clearly enjoyed herself, her husband got what he wanted (just the opportunity to watch his wife with another guy), and I felt good about holding off my own pleasure until I was sure that she had enjoyed her own fulfillment several times.

I joined this couple a few more times.  It was during these later sessions that I learned that the husband had a medical problem and could not get his cock sufficiently erect for him to fuck her.
 
	NOTES:
	Over the years I found myself being invited by numerous couples where the guy 	really did not want to participate in the threesome.  In most of these situations, the 	guy just wanted to watch... but not usually while also watching TV.


Pleasure Over The Freeway

I often advertised in or responded to ads in various “Swingers” publications to make contacts as I traveled in my work.  In Boston, I met such a couple in a restaurant/hotel that happened to straddle a freeway.  I remember getting a room (as they had asked) and then meeting them in restaurant.

They were a younger couple, both quite well groomed and attractive.  After we got acquainted, he suggested that we go to my room.  She promptly began removing her clothes while he took a chair over in the corner.  When she was nude, she sort of “slinked” over to me and began removing my clothes.

I looked over at him (by this time I had learned to seek cues from the husband as to what was expected, and any limitations they wished to express up front).  It was dark in his corner of the room.  He just said, “Make her happy.... very happy.  That will make me happy.”

I took her nude body into my arms, we necked while standing... as she ground her hips against my bare cock... and soon we fell across the bed.  There was a bedside light next to the side opposite where her husband was sitting.  Our action was well illuminated for his enjoyment.

She and I spent the next hour or more in every conceivable position... sucking, fucking, kissing, licking and more fucking... as the cars whizzed by on the freeway below us, and as her husband silently watched us from the corner.

When she and I were totally exhausted, we showered, dressed, and the three of us went downstairs for a drink before they headed back to their suburban home.


The Wonders of Watching A Woman Give Herself Up to Doubled Pleasure

One of the benefits of regularly being invited to be the “extra guy” is that I get to sample a wide variety of feminine partners.  However, that benefit is secondary to the pleasures I get by simply being allowed to be one of two (or more) guys who are jointly working to enable a woman to experience new, elevated levels of pleasure.

Guys, lets face it.  Usually a woman can... and wants to... experience more and deeper orgasmic pleasure than one guy can typically provide before tiring out.  It is so nice to be able to screw for a while, and then move away to recover as another guy immediately takes over and keeps the woman’s pleasurable sensations building. 

It is an extraordinary experience to be able to hold, cuddle and caress a lady who is being eaten or screwed by another guy... giving her higher levels of pleasure than normal.  When you are holding and caressing her, rather than being the one actively eating or screwing her, you can watch her face as she gives herself up to unimagined sensations... or watch the changes in her eyes as sexual tensions build and subside in her body.

Then, to have your re-newed cock invited back into that overheated haven of velvety pleasure... what unspeakable   


Doubling Her Fun in a Swimming Pool

One time I joined a couple at an adult motel that had an indoor swimming pool.  Seldom did anyone wear swimwear in this pool.  After checking in, we headed for the pool, got out of our clothes, and jumped in for some splashing and horseplay.

At one point Sharon (the wife) came up to me in chest-deep water, pressed me against the wall, and began playing with my cock underwater.  Len (her husband) came up behind her, reached around and began to play with her bobbing breasts as she necked with me.

Sharon whispered in my ear that Len’s cock was hard, and pressing against her back.  I took the cue, grabbed her hips and lifted her slightly (easily done in the water that tended to make her buoyant), and suggested that she wrap her legs around my hips.

With her raised that way, with legs spread apart, Len promptly aimed his hard cock at Sharon’s pussy.  She broke her kiss with me long enough to inform me that her husband had buried himself deep inside her pussy.  She began to squirm her bottom against Len’s crotch, enjoying the coupling.

Len then put his hands on her bottom to hold it tight as he started pumping in and out of her, and I got to enjoy her luscious melons as her legs continued to be tightly wrapped around my middle.  We began making waves in the water as Len fucked her good, and I bent forward to alternately kiss each of her nipples.

Other couples in the pool just watched as we treated Sharon to this variation of a “sandwich.”  I totally enjoyed studying her eyes as ecstasy began to engulf her, and her eyes began to glaze over and flutter.

As Len’s sexual tension heightened, he began to press Sharon more tightly against me... and in turn pressed me back against the pool wall again.  Sharon tried to be quiet (since there were several others in the pool at the time), but she grabbed my shoulders tightly and grunted that she was cumming... and moments later I could tell by the look on Len’s face that he was unloading in her too.

As we recovered, we made our way to shallower water and Len sat on the steps that lead out of the pool.  That put his now-limp cock right at the surface of the water.  Sharon bent over and took her husband’s cock into her mouth... while wiggling her bare ass in my direction.

Not one to ignore an invitation, I placed my cock head at Sharon’s still warm cunt opening and grabbed hold of her hips.  I wasn’t quite at full erection, but I was able to slide in easily through all the goo that Len had left to lubricate my way.

Len just sort of laid back against the upper steps and enjoyed the tender services his wife was showering on him.  I took advantage of the situation and made it a long, slow screw that Sharon seemed to enjoy (as evidenced by her wiggling butt).

Other couples and singles came and went around us, just smiling their approval.  Later in the communal, nude hot tub, several of the women commented on how lucky Sharon was to have two guys giving her pleasure at the same time.  

Sharon let them know that the three of us often get together, “to double her pleasure,” and I heard her recommend me to a couple of the other ladies.  Their husbands came up to me later, and we exchanged phone numbers.  I always enjoy meeting other couples where the objective is extra pleasure for a receptive, sensual woman.  In the months ahead, I was invited to join each of the husbands in treating their wives to a special evening of elevated fulfillment.

	NOTES:  Over the years I occasionally “partnered” with other guys I met along 	the way.  These were guys I had noticed who genuinely enjoyed being part of 	GIVING pleasure to women.  Guys who were clearly respectful of the woman 	involved, and her husband or boyfriend.  Guys who took their pleasure only after 	they were sure the woman was well satisfied.  Guys whose sexual orientation was 	clearly hetro, but who did not mind the occasional male-male contact involved in 	MFM sex. 

	When I got to know such a guy, we would often advertise together in various 	adult publications as, “Two guys wish to make a sensual woman the center of their 	attentions,” or “Attention Ladies: Let us double your pleasure.  Bob and Stan.”  	Sometimes we offered: “Four-handed Massage by Bob and Stan for sensuous 	women.”  By the way, regardless who the other guy was, we always used the 	names “Bob” and “Stan.”

	These ads brought us a variety of enjoyable experiences.


The Birthday Surprise

A fellow by the name of Mark called and said he and his girlfriend were coming to our area on the weekend of her birthday.  They would be staying in an adult motel, and he wanted to give her a surprise treat.

We arrived while the two of them were relaxing in the in-room hot tub.  They were obviously both nude.  He answered the door, brought us in, and simply announced, “Baby, your birthday presents have arrived.”  She blushed in surprise, and quickly relaxed with the situation.

Within moments, Stan and I were nude and helping her out of the hot tub.  Mark, Stan and I toweled her off and placed her face-up on the middle of the king-sized bed.  Mark had told me when he made the arrangements that his only rule was that neither of us cum inside of his lady FOR THE FIRST HOUR.  That time was be dedicated principally to oral pleasures for her.

As soon as she was laying on the bed, Mark began necking with his lady.  I dove between her outstretched legs and began feasting on her delightful pussy.  Stan caressed her legs and eventually began licking her breasts.  Over the next hour San and I took turns giving her numerous orally-induced orgasms while Mark watched from the hot tub and planted the occasional kiss on her lips.

Something more than an hour later, she was on all fours, sucking on my cock, and I noticed Mark tell Stan that it was time for Stan to gently enter his lady from behind.  After Stan had given her a prolonged screwing (eliciting a few more tremble-producing orgasms by this lovely lady, we switched places.

When I had again nudged her sensations to a peak, I began screwing her vigorously.  She had a huge orgasm that milked me dry.  After a brief rest, she rolled over and Stan entered her again as her boyfriend necked with her, while I relaxed in the hot tub.  Stan had her legs over his shoulders.  The screwing went on for several minutes, until she again began to twitch and tremble.  I heard her tell her boyfriend that she was about to come again.  He crawled down and began licking her clit as Stan continued to pump in and out of her pussy.  I returned to the bed and began sucking on one of her breasts.

Soon she let out a squeal of pleasure and humped her hips up against Mark’s face and Stan’s invading cock.  She announced her orgasm with considerable sound, and Stan pumped his pent-up load into her.  Stan headed for the hot tub and Mark immediately slid his hard member into his lady’s well-lubricated love box.  I joined Stan in the tub while the couple hugged, kissed and continued to screw... first on their sides, then with her on top.

After a recover period during which we all shared some snacks and wine that Mark had brought, we went back at it again in a variety of combinations.  About three hours after we had arrived, there was a knock at the door.  As a surprise to all of us, Mark had invited two more guys, and they were just arriving.

For a few minutes after the new guys had stripped bare, all five of us guys gave her some gentle “gang-bang” attention.  By this time Stan and I were worn out.  We dressed and left.  

A week later we received the nicest handwritten note from Mark’s lady.  She thanked us for the memorable birthday celebration she had “very much enjoyed.”  We never saw them again.


Blindfold Adds Mystery to MFM Fun

A man responded to one of our ads, saying he was calling on behalf of his wife.  He said he would like to meet us before we met his wife.

We met him for coffee at a Village Inn in a suburban area north of town.  He asked us lots of questions.  We were candid about everything except our names.  I guess we passed his inspection.  Soon he excused himself to use the phone.

When he returned, he asked us if we would like to follow him home to meet his wife.  Naturally we said yes.  We followed in our car as he wound through a suburban neighborhood and stopped in front of a typical tri-level home.  He got out and asked us to stay in our car for a few moments while he went in and made sure everything was OK.

When he came back, he said to please be very quiet as we entered the house... “So my kids don’t know that anyone has come in.”  Stan and I just looked at each other and obediently followed him into the neatly cared-for home.  We noticed that the home actually had a fourth (basement) level, where we could hear some kids who were watching TV.  The fellow led us up a half-flight of stairs and through a bedroom door.  He immediately locked it behind us.  We learned later that this master suite (over the garage) was well-separated from the rest of the house.

There in front of us was a shapely lady, totally nude, laying face up on the bed... and she was blindfolded.  There was a dim light on in the room, light classical music playing, and a chair in the corner.  He whispered, “Get rid of your clothes, and give her lots of pleasure.”  With that, he sat down in the chair.

No doubt the lady could hear the rustle of our clothes as we quickly got nude.  As soon as we were ready, Stan took one leg and I took the other... spreading them so Stan could begin nibbling on her pussy.  She had the pleasant aroma of a fresh shower and light perfume.  As Stan began his feast, I leaned over, gave her a gentle kiss and said, “Good evening!”

She responded by saying “Good evening yourself,” and reached up to draw me into an extended sensual kiss.  For the next hour, Stan and I took turns showering her entire feminine form with kisses, caresses, hugs... and eventually penetrating explorations of her inner pussy.  She seemed to enjoy holding and kissing our cocks and making sure they were stiff and ready to fill her deeply.

A couple of times the man left the room long enough to check on his kids (who we never saw).  Otherwise, he just sat and watched.  The second time he left, he must have sent the kids to bed in their lower-level bedrooms.  By the time he returned, Stan had already fucked his wife to an apparently satisfying orgasm, and she was crouched on the lower end of the bed with Stan laying on his back in the middle of the bed. 

Still blindfolded, and now regularly talking with us (her unseen lovers) she had proceeded to bathe Stan’s cock and balls with her tongue and lips.  I was just positioning myself to enter her from behind when her husband joined us again.

“Enjoying yourself Honey?” he whispered to her.   “Oh yes,” she said, before taking Stan’s cock back into her mouth.  The husband motioned for me to go ahead and enter her.  As I did, he crouched next to the foot of the bed and watched my cock slowly enter and withdraw from his wife’s hot, wet pussy.

Then he lay on the bed (still fully clothed) and placed his head under his wife’s crotch, obviously still watching my cock as it plied its way in and out of his wife’s receptive channel.  At one point I felt his fingers as he was apparently tweaking her clit.  Then I felt a nose against the side of my cock.  He was now sucking his wife’s clit as I fucked her.

About that time I felt her lower her hips, apparently pressing her clit against his lips, causing me to bend my knees a bit to stay within her.  She was still using her mouth and hands to pay homage to Stan’s cock and nuts while he relaxed at the head of the bed.

My cock began a more vigorous exploration of her delightfully tight pussy.  This caused her to raise her hips to press tight against me on each inward thrust, and I noticed that her husband took advantage of the pressure being released from his face, and he moved his face from below her pussy.  He went back to the chair to watch.

She ground her hips into me as she built to another orgasm.  She was becoming vocal, and her husband cautioned her to not be too loud.  I think she sucked a load out of Stan just before her body began bouncing feverishly.  She threw her head back and said “Yes, Yes, YES!”  When she reached under herself and cupped my balls tightly against her crotch, I felt her shake... and I unloaded all I had into her receptive quim.

She and I collapsed on the bed with Stan as we all three panted to regain our breath.  The husband continued to sit calmly in his chair.  Finally, he got up and asked his wife if she would like to meet her new lovers.  She quickly said, “Yes,” as he reached to remove her blindfold.

She looked back and forth at Stan and me, grinned, and then gave each of us a gentle kiss.  After a few minutes of relaxing, she said she needed a shower, and asked if we would wash her back.  They had a bathroom with a large shower within their master bedroom suite.  When the three of us returned to the bedroom, her husband was finally undressed, and obviously anxious to join the fun.

The three of us guys took turns screwing her, and she alternately sucked each of our cocks.  At one point she lay in his arms with her crotch at the end of the bed, and Stan and I took turns screwing her as her husband cuddled and caressed her.  About an hour later we told the husband that we had to go.  He put a robe on, quietly unlocked the door and crept out to be sure none of the kids were up.

When he was satisfied, she gave each of us one last kiss, and we quietly left.

	Side Note:  I have noticed that blindfolds often enhance the sensuality of a 	situation when a woman takes on one or more new lovers.  A blindfold may also 	assist a lady in wiping away any inhibitions she may otherwise have.  And, her 	blindfold can even be a turn-on for her mate and the extra guy.  They know that 	without a sense of sight, she is more likely to be focusing on the pleasures they are 	treating her to.  I know I feel that way.  
		
	I love it when I am invited to spent part or all of an MFM session with the lady 	blindfolded.  Whenever I have set  up MFM sessions for a lady friend of mine, and 	asked her to allow me to blindfold her for the first hour... she has invariably told 	me later how much she enjoyed the sight-deprived erotica as she tried to envision 	who was doing what to give her pleasure and to stimulate her other senses.


“The Mistress” Was An In-Control Lady

One evening Stan and I met a couple in a lounge after they had responded to one of our ads.  They sort of  “interviewed us” for a while.  He appeared to be a middle management executive type, and she was also clearly involved in a responsible professional position.  Both were dressed tastefully, and both took good care of their trim bodies.

About a half hour into our light conversation, the lady quietly announced to Stan and I that she would like us to follow her and her husband to their nearby home.  :I would like to have both of you fuck me!” whispered across the table.  Her husband simply said, “Whatever the lady wants, the lady gets!”

We agreed, and followed to their nicely appointed home.  Once there, he disappeared, and she made Stan and I another drink.  “Wait here while I get ready,” she said.  We relaxed.  About five minutes later he came into the room wearing a kind of a slave outfit.  With no eye contact, and sort of stooping over, he asked us to disrobe and follow him.  Stan and I just looked at each other... then quickly undressed.

We followed him to a large bedroom where she was waiting on the bed dressed in a filmy black “Elvira” sort of outfit, complete with long spike heels.  Several small lights with red bulbs cast an eerie light over the entire room.  She stood up, produced a short riding crop, and informed us that her husband would be our slave while Stan and I “ravaged” her.

“Whatever either of you want,” she said, “just tell him.  He WILL do it!”  I said, “All right, I want another drink.”  He quickly scurried out of the room to fill my glass.  Meanwhile, Stan and I started to remove her black “mistress” cape and negligee.

She sat on the bed with us standing in front of her, and was stroking both of our cocks and planting little kisses on them when her husband returned.  “See what nice cocks they have?” the hissed at him.  “Yes Mistress... they are very nice,” he meekly replied.

About that time Stan nudged her back on the bed, laid beside her and began necking with her as he caressed her breasts.  I promptly kissed her pubes and began to gently nudge her thighs apart.  “Slaveman” was sitting on the floor on the other side of the floor as all this was going on.

After about ten minutes, she turned her head toward him and harshly said, “Come over here and see what he is doing,” as she motioned toward me.  “Watch to see how a real man eats a woman.  See what pleasure he is giving me.”  With that he leaned over the bed and watched as I slowly dragged my tongue back and forth over her swollen pussy lips and clit.  I watched him as I began using my tongue tip to tickle her clit... and then as I began dipping my tongue between the lips of her pussy.  No expression... just intent observations... as he had been directed.

Some time later, after Stan and I had switched positions several times, and she had sucked both of us to rigid erections... she looked at “slaveman” and ordered him to get two condoms and roll them onto our cocks.  He did as he was told.

She stood next to the bed and asked Stan and me to get off the bed and stand with her.  She bent forward, face toward my crotch, and shifted her legs apart.  Assisted by her spike heels, her ass was at an ideal level for Stan to play.  She looked around to “Slaveman” and hissed, “Put his cock inside me so he can fuck me real good!”

The little guy got down on his knees, reached up between her spread legs, held Stan’s hard-on in the palm of his hand, and directed it to his wife’s opening.  Stan made just a modest connection and stopped.

“Now, my little Slave, I want you to use your finger to massage my clit, and your other hand to gently stroke his cock as it slides in and out of my cunt,” she spat out at her slave-like husband.

Then, in a gentler voice, while looking up at Stan and I, she said, “Gentlemen, I want you to fuck both ends of my body at the same time.  Please be gentle at first, until I have a few orgasms.  Then, I want you to both fill those condoms while you are really fucking my pussy and face.

Who were we to complain?  We followed her instructions.  Clearly she was in charge!

She would occasionally take my cock out of her mouth long enough to tell her slave-husband things like, “Are you watching that cock flying in and out of my pussy?  That’s the way your Mistress likes to be fucked.  She shrieked her way through a series of orgasms, and then Stan and I both unloaded into the condoms as we pumped her at both ends.

While the three of us lay across the bed recovering from our pleasant ordeal, she directed her slave-husband to remove his few pieces of clothing and to play with himself as we watched.  The poor guy never did get an erection.

Finally, just to see if he would really do anything we asked, Stan and I started giving him directions.  “Put a condom on that soft prick,” Stan barked.  He did.  “Come over here and carefully take our condoms off,” I ordered.  As he came to the bed I added, “and tie a knot in the top of each one so our seeds do not drip out.”  He did it.

Then his wife added, “Now, I want you to suck my juices off the outside of both of those condoms.”  The little man was very obedient.  After he had licked each of them a few times he looked at his wife and said, “May I put them in the freezer to save them for later, dear Mistress?”  “Yes, please do that,” she replied.

While he was gone she sucked both of our come-covered cocks until they were clean again... and beginning to harden.  When he returned, she had him roll new condoms on each of us.  Then she had me lay back on the floor.  She instructed her slave-husband to lay on the floor between my legs, facing up as I was.

Balanced on her very high heels, she crouched over his mouth and directed him to lick her pussy and get it real wet.  He did as directed.  Soon she scooted back so her pussy was directly above my upthrust, stiff cock.  She was facing Stan.

“Now slave, I want you to stay between his legs, roll over, and guide his cock into me as I settle down onto his crotch,” she barked out.  I felt a hand wrap around the base of my cock as she began to settle down.  I felt myself sliding into her wet snatch, and she kept settling down until she was sitting on his hand that was still holding the base of my cock.

She pumped herself up and down on my cock a few times.  “Now, when I lift up, Slave, I want you to remove your hand so that I can get every inch of his hard cock up into me,” she told her slave-husband.  He did as directed, but otherwise did not move.

Her legs were spread wide open with her spiked shoes planted on the floor on the outside of my spread legs.  “Now,” she said in a determined voice, “as I lay back on his chest with him way up inside me... Slave, I want you to spend the next ten minutes licking my clit while I suck Stan’s dick.”  Stan took the cue and got on his knees next us.

My crotch had all her weight as she wiggled around a bit.  She wasn’t heavy, but I couldn’t thrust up as I wanted to.  Soon I could feel the unseen “Slave” fulfilling his Mistresses’ wishes between our spread legs.  Every once and a while I could feel his tongue slide down beyond her clit to the junction where I was connected with his wife.  He even played with my nuts a little bit while slurping on his wife’s clit.

I could watch as she took Stan deep into her mouth.  Then on an out-stroke, she quietly removed the condom from his cock, held it in her hand, looked up with a wink, and drew his bare cock deep into her mouth again.  She played with his nuts while she repeatedly took Stan as deep in her mouth as possible.

I heard Stan grunt and saw him touch her head as if to say, ‘I’m going to come!’  She wrapped her arm around his hips and sucked him in all the more deeply, while wiggling her bottom on my cock.  I saw Stan hunch against her face and hold himself there.  She seemed to be sucking and swallowing rapidly as a few drops oozed out the edges of her mouth.

When she was done, she quickly rolled the condom back on his cock, licked her lips, sat up and began fucking herself on my cock while her slave-husband kept licking her.

Suddenly she stood up and directed her slave-husband to go to the kitchen, crush some ice, and make her a margarita.  He got up to follow her instructions, and left the room.  As soon as he had gone, she reached down and pulled the condom off my cock.  Then she got on all fours and asked me to fuck her hard and fast in the doggie-position.

As we screwed, we could hear the sounds of cracking ice down in the kitchen.  It didn’t take me long to deposit the juices she obviously wanted to feel sprayed against her inner walls.  As soon as I finished ejaculating, she crawled over and put the condom on my cock.  Then she went to the bathroom to clean up before her husband returned with her drink.

When the slave-husband returned, she was sitting on the bed between Stan and I, stroking our condom-encased cocks.  This time, as she sipped her margarita, she insisted that her husband remove our condoms with his mouth.  As we expected, he complied with her wishes.  He took my half-hard cock into his mouth, tightened his lips around the base of my cock, and stripped the sticky condom off.  He spit it out and did the same for Stan.

Stan and I were drained by this time, and said we would have to leave.  She gave both of us a sensuous kiss, and directed her slave-husband to lead us to the door.  She said she wanted to get together with us again, but we promptly lost their phone number.  Neither Stan nor I are into Slave-Master scenes, and we weren’t real keen on couple situations where the wife belittles her husband.


The Overly Controlling Husband

There was another situation where a husband invited Stan and me to join him in giving his wife a special treat.  When we arrived at the motel room at the appointed time, the husband met us at the door.  There were already three guys inside, all nude... and his wife was blindfolded, but otherwise nude on the bed.

This guy immediately handed condoms to each of us.  He stood at the end of the bed (fully dressed) and watched as his wife sucked various condom-covered cocks, and the guys took turns orally-servicing this lady’s pussy.  Right from the beginning, it looked like a strange scene.

He wanted to video tape the whole experience, and all the guys told him we did not want our faces on any video tapes.  He assured us he would avoid that, but he was constantly being distracted as he bent in close to be sure all cocks were continuously covered in latex.

The lady was probably in her early 30s, trim, with full breasts.  She talked with us, often telling us who wanted us to fuck her.  Finally her  husband allowed guys to thrust their rubber-covered cocks into her pussy.  She responded to each thrust with enthusiasm.  Most of the time she was sucking on a condom-covered cock while being screwed. 

At one point while my cock was in her mouth, I noticed that the lady was trying real hard to nibble holes in my condom.  Then I noticed she was trying to do the same thing to every cock that was put into her mouth.  Obviously the lady wanted to receive some male juices... either in her mouth or pussy.

Unfortunately, every time she would get a hole chewed in a condom, her husband would notice... and would insist that the guy put on a new condom.

He obviously wanted his wife to experience a gang-bang... but only on his terms... and without her being able to see any of us.  Stan and I finally tired of the scene and left.


Four-Handed Massage Is Often Welcomed

As mentioned above, some of that ads Stan and I placed offered a four-handed massage for ladies.  We had a variety of guys contact us to set up an afternoon or evening of massage for their wife or girlfriend.  Often the guys did not tell their lady that any sex would be involved.  As a matter of fact, often these guys would tell us in advance that we should not expect her to allow sexual activity... but if she did, it would be OK with him.

When invited into such situations, Stan and I always honored to request to start with... and maybe stay with... just a massage.  The lady would always be requested to take “a very hot shower” just before our arrival, “so she would be relaxed and so the massage oils would be able to work their magic.”  That tended to have the lady either nude or in a loose robe when we arrived.

To avoid overt implications of sexual activity, we would seldom give the massage in a bedroom... unless requested to do so, or unless it was in a motel room.  We would usually ask her to provide several towels to spread on the floor, to lay on, so we would not get massage oils on her carpet.

Then we would ask to use a sink where we would place containers of massage oil under running hot water to warm them.  While that was warming, we would usually invite the lady to lay on the floor (on the towels) face down, nude, and we would surprise her by taking one of the towels and using it to cover her while we waited for the oil to heat up.

Then we would explain that we always removed our clothes too, to avoid getting massage oil on them.  If the lady expressed any hesitation, we would suggest that we leave our undershorts on.  That usually sufficed... and often was not necessary.

When we were finally stripped (and husband/boyfriend, if present, was seated and watching), we retrieved the oil and began to give a genuine massage to her legs (one of us), and her shoulders.  Then, as we worked toward each other, the towel on her back would eventually be shoved aside.

If we were getting any signals of hesitation from the woman, we avoided her crotch at this stage... and when we asked her to turn over, we held the towel so she was not in our direct gaze, and then placed it again over her torso (from crotch to top of breasts).  In those situations our massaging hands would just graze her breasts, until/unless we finally got some signals that she was relaxed and enjoying the attention.

Frankly, if the lady never did reach a stage of being at ease with us... and welcoming intimate touches... we would continue to simply give a conventional massage, cut things short, and leave.  We never wanted to push a lady into activities she did not want... nor to cause problems for a couple.

On the other hand, most of these situations moved right along... with the lady welcoming the intimate touches and multiple simultaneous caresses.  In these cases, we would let out fingers trail over her ass and pubic crevice while massaging her face-down.  If her body responded favorably, often we would move so that we were on either side of her lower body, each massaging a leg and torso.  

On these occasions, one of us may be massaging an ankle, while the other one moved lotion-covered fingers up her inner thigh... dragging gently between her upper legs.  Then the other of us would move in that direction as the first set of hands returned to an ankle or moved up to the small of her back.

If we were nude, we would often take turns straddling her upper legs with our legs, and bend over her as we massaged her upper back and shoulders.  That gave our cocks a chance to lightly drag over her upper legs and along the crack of her buns.  We always made sure the lady got a leisurely, full body massage.  We spent time on her hands, neck, foot bottoms, calves, back and sides... before inviting her to turn over.

Once on her back, we often gave the lady a folded wash cloth to lay over her eyes “so you can relax and keep the light out of your eyes as we continue.”  Then we would often both start at her lower legs again, spreading them ever so gently as each of us worked on a different one.  As we slowly worked up, we would let our hands slide over her pubic mound, trailing a few fingers over her slit.

If responses were favorable, we would place gentle kisses on her pussy, before moving on with our massage.  Eventually, one of us would move to a position just above her head to begin massaging her forehead, shoulders and neck... while the other of us would begin using one hand on either of her legs and thighs, while moving to lay between them.

About the time the upper guy began massage strokes that moved over her breasts, the lower guy would place a lingering kiss on her pussy.  Again, assuming positive responses, that guy would keep his hands going in massaging caresses of her tummy and sides while probing her pussy with his tongue.  That’s about the time the upper guy would begin nibbling and licking on her breasts.

Often, all three of us would be quite oily by this time... and often the lady would be moaning or verbalizing her appreciation.  Sometimes brief cock-to-pussy penetrations would take place as we continued to “play” together.  Other times this is where things got into hot screwing... with Stan and I alternating.

Generally, after a woman has been treated to a lengthy, leisurely, genuine massage that was administered respectfully... she is more than ready to have her love channel massaged by a hard cock.

I can assure you, these four-handed massage sessions have resulted in a large number of pleasureful times for Stan and me... and for the ladies involved.  Occasionally husbands would join us somewhere along the way.


Hot Tubs Are Ideal Settings as Preludes to Fun Threesomes

Sometimes with Stan, but more often alone, I was invited to join couples for a “get acquainted” soak in either their hot tub or a hot tub at a motel, etc.  If it was at their home or an adult motel, it would often be in the nude.  However, a relatively-secluded hot tub... even with swimwear on... can be a great starting point for MFM fun.

Even with swimwear, a husband/boyfriend who is trying to promote an MFM will often successfully get his lady to reach inside his trunks to stroke his cock under the water as we talk.  When that happens, he can often successfully suggest that she should discretely do the same for me.  Once a lady is relaxed enough to have her hands wrapped around two cocks, she is usually ready to accept a kiss or breast caress from her new male friend.

If the setting is at a conventional motel, after a few minutes the husband/boyfriend can usually suggest a return to their room, “away from prying eyes.”  Often then, even while still standing inside the closed door in wet swimwear, the lady can be “sandwiched” between the husband/boyfriend and the extra guy as they both kiss and caress her.  Even with the most hesitant woman, seldom does it take long to get her swimwear off... and her onto the bed.  Then, assuming both guys are gentle and respectful, full MFM pleasures usually begin.

If the three of us were already nude (at their hot tub, or at an adult motel), more erotic intimacies often get started right in the tub or on its edges.  Three cheers for the advent of the hot tub!


Thoughts on The Women I Have Introduced to Doubled Pleasure

Over the years, a significant number of women (without their husband or boyfriend) have contacted me as a result of ads or referrals from other women.  These women usually just wanted an erotic affair.  Assuming they were clean and that they evidenced reasonable care for their bodies, I ALWAYS made sure they got all the one-on-one erotic pleasure that I could.

In those several situations where the lady and I hit it off well, and got together on multiple occasions, I would often ask her if she had ever experienced having two guys make love to her at the same time.  Seldom had they had such prior experiences.  They were almost always intrigued by the idea.

I would usually tell them of some of my previous experiences, and why I enjoyed being one of two guys making such an experience possible for a sensuous woman.  With their permission, I would often set up a time when Stan or one of my other MFM buddies would join us for some MFM afternoon delights.

Sometimes these were married women, keeping everything on the QT.  Occasionally these were married or single women who wanted their husband/boyfriend to be present to watch.  Generally it was just the woman, me and the extra guy that I had invited.  By this time, the woman was usually sufficiently comfortable with me that she would open herself to being pleasured by Stan as I kissed or cuddled with her.

On a few occasions, I set it up so a woman could enjoy three or four guys in the same afternoon.  Once I even set up a “gang-bang” for Carol (the lady in the first story above).  It involved nine guys.  She was enthusiastic, but frankly, that was too many guys with no other gals around.  Some of the guys could not perform, and some lost interest as they waited their turn.

Seldom did I introduce a woman to multiple male stimulation who did not TOTALLY enjoy the experience.  Some said once or twice was enough... that it was a “sensual overload” for them.  But, most said they hoped they would again have the opportunity to simultaneously be pleasured by two or more guys.


FMF Can Be Fun Too, But...

I have experienced being the center of two ladies sexual attention too.  On four different occasions, I was the one on whom multiple stimulations were being showered.  I sure would not knock that kind of threesome fun.

At one point in my life I regularly had two different ladies who would visit my apartment.  While I enjoyed “dating” both of them, it was the sexual fun we enjoyed back at my place that was the highlight of our relationships.  Both ladies knew about the other.

Franie was eight years older than me at the time, and Sylvia was ten years my junior.  One night I was enjoying Franie when Sylvia showed up at my door.  I invited her in, and when she saw that Franie and I were both nude, she immediately stripped and joined us.

From that night forward, the three of us got together often.  When back at my place, Franie would enjoy sucking me until I was rigid, while I necked with Sylvia and/or feasted on her pussy.  Then Franie would direct my cock into Sylvia’s pussy so I could screw her as Franie continued to shower my back with kisses.

Often, while screwing Franie in a doggy position, Sylvia would crawl under us and lick at the junction of my cock and Franie’s pussy.  That often led to Franie and me sucking Sylvia’s pussy and/or breasts as Franie and I screwed.  On several of those nights the three of us fell asleep with me in the middle.  By the time I awoke in the morning, I often had a mouth sucking my cock while I enjoyed the aroma of breakfast being cooked by the other lady.


Another time, two different women I had been seeing both expressed interest in “trying something with another woman.”  I got them together at my place one night.  Among other things, I placed them in an “A” position with their heads near each other and their lower bodies spread away from each other.  We were on a king-sized bed.

In that position, I was able to eat the pussy of one of them while having my cock plugged into the other one.  Then, after a few minutes, I would switch.  In the meantime, the two ladies began to neck and explore each other’s breasts.

After I had deposited a loving load inside each of them, I encouraged them to try a 69, “to explore what I have deposited in each of you.”  They did, and they got into giving each other substantial oral pleasures as they each ate out my juices.

When they had finished satisfying each other several times as I watched, they crawled up on either side of me and began to simultaneously pleasure me again.  We were in a three-way kiss, fondling each other, with me plugged into one of them.  After I deposited my last load of the night inside one of them, the other quickly licked her pussy clean as I continued to neck with the one I had just filled... and then the three of us fell asleep.


Another time I was attending a “Swinging” party that was attended by several couples and just a few of us singles.  About halfway through the evening, I noticed two of the ladies draped over an overstuffed hassock.  They were both nude, one on top of the other, necking and rubbing their bodies together.

The lower one had her head hanging off one end of the hassock, and her legs hanging off the other end.  The upper lady was grinding her pubes against the lower lady’s pussy while kissing her and mashing their breasts together.

These were both attractive, short, slender women.  I was sitting across the room (also nude) and watching their crotches grind against each other.  In no time, my already-well-used cock sprang back to life.

I approached the women, showered kisses on the back of the upper woman and on the arms of the lower woman... and moved between their splayed legs.  I placed the head of my cock at the entrance of the upper woman’s pussy, and she stopped her gyrations long enough for me to slide all the way in.

They went back to their play as I leisurely screwed the receptive woman.  Then I pulled back, bent forward a bit to lower my cock, and I slid it into the lower woman’s pussy while the upper woman wrapped her legs around my upper hips.  With my every thrust into the lower woman, I moved the upper lady back and forth over the body of her lover below.

I guess I did a couple dozen deep strokes, and then returned to the pussy of the upper lady.  I went back and forth until they had each had a couple of loud orgasms, and then I unloaded into one of them.


At a swing party in a mountain chalet, I had already TOTALLY enjoyed the charms of at least four women, and was drained.  I found an upstairs bed and crawled in to get some rest.  Several hours later I awoke to find a beautiful black lady in bed with me, stroking my cock.  Then I felt the bare breasts of another very attractive woman pressing against my back.  I rolled toward her and we engaged in some heavy necking while the black lady went down on me.

The three of us played for the next couple of hours, and I got to nibble on and screw both of them before I fell asleep again with my arms around both of them... their four perky breasts nestled against my chest.

When we awoke in the morning, we engaged in another round of FMF fun, before joining the others for breakfast.

I just tell you... most of these FMF experiences were ego-boosting fun for me.  BUT, as I thought about them later I realized that as a typical guy, I had my limitations.  I could only keep my cock hard just so long.  And, when I could not have my cock buried in one of them, my pleasure was reduced... and I am sure theirs was too.


Those FMF experiences reaffirmed my dedication to the wisdom of MFM ventures.  God built most women to be capable of multiple orgasms (or peaks of pleasure... or at least, prolonged pleasure).  Guys (if you will excuse the expression) tend to “peter out.”

From my experience, most sensual women are only part way to their sexual potential when their single male lover is ready to stop.  When that same woman is gently stimulated by two guys at once, she tends to reach those higher levels of pleasure earlier.  And, when that same woman is taken to one man’s limits, and then a second (fresh) guy immediately takes over, she tends to retain the pleasure level attained by her first lover, and then move on to higher levels of personal satisfaction and enjoyment of her feminine potential.

Personally, I gain substantial mental pleasure (along with the physical pleasures) by watching a woman’s body respond to the enhanced stimulation of multiple lovers.  Often her eyes be-lye the boiling sensuality that is building within her.  Talk about ego-boosting, NOTHING beats the satisfaction I gain from being one of two or three guys who are uniting our efforts to give a lady a ride to her highest peak of sexual fulfillment... to watch her body respond... to respond again and again... to watch her head twitch and body churn... to watch her eyes reflect her inner happiness with the feelings her body is giving her.

I was going to write a section just on the topic of  “Why I Enjoy Being The Extra Guy.”  I think I have already said what I wanted to say.


Holding Her While He Screws Her Hard

Guys, have you ever held your lady (or any lady) in your arms while another guy is screwing her hard?  If not, you have something yet to experience.  

If you are under her (facing up) as her body (facing up) is being plowed by another guy, you get to feel the shared pressure, the quakes of her body, the heat of their joined bodies.

If you are under her (facing up) and she is facing you while being screwed from behind, you get to neck with her, play with her breasts, and watch all those wonderful reactions in her face (mentioned above) as her body begins to respond to the delightful sensations which begin in her pussy and flow up to your hands on her breasts.

If you are sitting on the end of the bed, her on your lap, with your arms around her... and the other guy lifts her legs over his shoulders and begins to screw her... you get to cuddle her as she feels his cock way up inside of her.  You get to feel her responses.  You get to watch his face and know when he is about to explode inside your lady... and feel as her hips try to clench him longer within her.  


The Fun of Making A Sandwich

The Classic Sandwich -
There are many types of MFM “Sandwiches.”  Typically, when one thinks of a woman being treated to a “sandwich,” one thinks about her laying between two guys, with one cock buried in her pussy and the other cock buried in her backside.  

No doubt, for the woman who enjoys anal sex, this can be a highly erotic and enjoyable experience for all three.  This is a setting where she feels incredibly full, and while each guy has his own channel in which to slide, both cocks are so close together that each guy can usually feel every ripple in the other guy’s cock, and feel his every motion within the lady.

I have had the good pleasure of enjoying numerous such “sandwiches.”  Believe me, I have GREATLY enjoyed every one of them.  Now that is three-way sharing to the “Nth” degree.  Such couplings can be leisurely and slow... or frantic and “hold on for your life” kinds of experiences.

The Modified Classic Sandwich -
A variation on the above sandwich is one for women who simply cannot comfortably accommodate a cock inside her backside.  In this case the woman is still between the two men, with one of them stroking his cock in and out of her pussy.  The second man places the head of his (stiff and hard) cock next to the other guy’s cock... and begins sliding it up against her pussy entrance in the same rhythm as the other guy.

Then, at the opportune time, the second man presses himself tight against the lady and thrusts the head of his cock into the lady just as the first guy has an “in stroke.”  Once inside her, typically all three rest for a moment, enjoying the shared fullness within her... the tightness of her expanded pussy.  

Then the guys usually get into alternating strokes in and out of the lucky lady.  In either this approach or the first approach, all three parties get to enjoy the contractions of her pussy as she experiences an orgasm... and all three get to feel the extra fullness involved when each of the guys expand within her just prior to their own orgasmic explosion.  You can see why these “sandwiches” often result in three-way SIMULTANEOUS orgasms.

The Alternate Stroke Sandwich -
A variation of the above “sandwich” is where the guys are holding her tight between them, but are taking turns filling her pussy.  Ten strokes in and out for the back guy, and then ten strokes in and out for the front guy... building, until she comes.

The Numeric Sandwich -
There is also the kind of “sandwich” where one guy is plugged into her from behind, and the second guy is “69ing” her from the front.  The tightness of the bodies can approximate that of the first two “sandwiches,” but in this case she is able to enjoy a cock in her mouth and a cock in her pussy at the same time... while the front guy gets a very close view of her being screwed as he pleasures her clit with his tongue.

The Standing Sandwich -
Then there is the “standing sandwich” where one of the guys takes her in his arms as he stands against a wall.  They neck and caress as he lifts her until she can wrap her legs around over his hips.  Then the second guy comes up from behind and presses his cock up into her pussy.  The first guy can adjust her height for the second guy, by allowing her bottom to drop a little.  Now the second guy can screw her to his heart’s content as she necks with the first guy... and either or both of the guys can play with her breasts.

Naturally the “standing sandwich” is another great way to enjoy the “Classic” dual-entry sandwich.

The Simple Sandwich -
Finally, there is the simple “sandwich.”  This is where all three lay on a bed with her in the middle, and the primary couple face each other, cuddling and necking and pressed closely together... as the other guy enters the lady’s pussy from behind.  The three bodies being pressed together make it a “sandwich,” but the lady is focusing her mental sensuality on her primary guy while the second guy is the source of her physical pleasure.


Two Especially Memorable Ladies

As you can see from the above, I have had the opportunity to enjoy intimate pleasures with a number of delightful women.  However, two of them particularly stand out. 

Shannon was a young lady I ended up being friends with for about three years.  I had been advertising in the local adult newspaper for “Ladies 35 and above, for shared pleasures.”  I was 45 at the time.  I received a call from Shannon and set up a chance for us to have a drink and meet.

When I got there, I discovered that this attractive lady seemed rather young.  She claimed to be age 30, and said, “I enjoy older men.”  Later I found out that she was just 28 when we first met.

At the time, she was living with a guy, and he did not know that she was meeting me.  We headed for a motel and had a delightful first afternoon together.  A few months later, after he had been physically abusive to her, she left him and got her own apartment.

In the many months ahead, she wanted to learn and try everything sensual.  I made it possible for her to experience (and enjoy) numerous MFM threesomes with various of my “Stan” friends.  And, she occasionally met with them in one-on-one situations, and with a political friend of mine from another city.  The political friend (he was married) took her with him on numerous combination sex play/business trips.

Periodically, Shannon wanted to experience other new guys.  Once I had her put on a loose “Peasant Blouse,” and a full skirt... with nothing underneath.  I took her to an adult theater (full screen type), and we sat near the back.  Naturally we necked and played with each other as I lowered her blouse to below her full breasts, and raised her skirt so I could play with her pussy.

In the semi-darkness, this began to draw a crowd of interested (horny) guys.  During the next few hours, at least six guys ate her to highly satisfying orgasms as we necked and she ate me.  On another venture to the same theater, we recruited two guys (strangers) to join us at a motel.  Shannon and I knew this was “risky,” but she wanted “some strange stuff.”  We had them take showers, and then I held her in my arms as they took turns eating her, and then screwing her to some rather vocal orgasms.  She and they were quite happy when they finally left... and Shannon and I had our own round of fun.

Shannon had always wondered what it would be like to be screwed in the “Sleeper” section of an 18-wheeler while it traveled down the road.  So... one evening I took her to a truck stop where numerous such vehicles were parked, waiting for gas and where the drivers were having dinner or a rest stop.  She was dressed to gain maximum attention.

We wandered between the parked trucks until we found one where the guys had just returned from a brief rest and shower.  They were about to hit the road.  Shannon sort of “gushed” over how neat their truck looked.  Then she asked if she could crawl up and look inside.  After looking back into the sleeper section, she leaned back toward the guys (who were looking up her skirt at her uncovered pussy, and asked them, “Ever screw a lady back here?”

They looked at each other, said, “No,” and she promptly asked them if they would like to.  In no time they took her up on her offer, and offered to get the truck out on the road so she could experience the truck and road vibrations while impaled on their cocks (they both wanted to try her, so one drive a few miles while his partner screwed Shannon, and then they switched.  I just sat in the right-hand seat and enjoyed being part of the situation.

She told me later that she never could have done that without having me there to assure her safety.  She said that the movement of the truck, and the sensous vibrations it made really added to her pleasure.  

The next time I visited her apartment, she had me take a quick shower, and led me to the floor of her livingroom when I was done.  There, I started to go down on her.  She said, “No, this is your day.  I want to show my appreciation for all the things you have helped me experience.”

She gave me one of the sweetest... long and leisurely... blowjobs I have ever had.  After I exploded and she had licked her lips clean, we cuddled for some time while eating some fresh fruit she had ready.  Then, she handed me a seedless grape, and asked me to press it into her pussy.  Then another... and another.  She said she enjoyed the cool feeling within her.

When she was full, she asked me to suck about a half dozen out (we must have inserted 12 or 15 grapes), and to eat them.  When I had done that, she asked me to “make wine” out of the rest of them, by plunging my now-hard cock into her pussy.  Naturally I did as I was told.

The coolness of the grapes within her felt neat against the tip of my cock.  Then I began to pump.  I could feel the grapes break apart and squish the coolness around my cock.  Finally, I was pumping her full depth, pulverizing the little grapes, and making both of us laugh and scream in pleasure at the same time.  After I had exploded in her “wine aging barrel,” she sucked my cock clean.

After we had again spent some time resting, she told me that she wanted to complete my sensual afternoon by letting me complete “an around the world” enjoyment of her body.  She was inviting me to take her anally.

I had experienced anal sex with her a number of times, but I had never really done an “around the world” with her in one afternoon.  After sucking my cock to a third raging erection, she lubed herself and assumed “the doggie position” in the middle of the floor, and invited me to enter her.  This was another extended coupling that gave her several orgams before I deposited my remaining juices deep in her bowels.

After that day, we repeated our “round the world” afternoons often... to my great pleasure.  She obviously enjoyed herself too... as she did the many “extra guy” experiences I brought her way.  She experienced twosomes with numerous guys I had introduced her to... threesomes, foursomes, a few gang-bangs, sex on a pool table, sex in an adult theater, sex (with a hunk of a guy we surprised when we invited him to join us) in a private video screening room of an adult book store, as well as the 18-wheeler experience.


Tammy was a slender (but well-stacked), short Hispanic gal in her late 30s when I met her.  Her husband invited me to their home one evening, after seeing one of my ads.  His wife was a virgin when he met her nearly 20 years earlier, had never had another man other than him.  

As requested, I gave her the best massage I could.  As she began to relax with the situation, and her husband began to caress her firm melons, I began to lavish her pussy with my best oral attentions.  Meanwhile, he cuddled and necked with her as her body responded with several orgasms.  Before the night was over, she was intimately introduced to a new cock... mine... as it pleasured her in every way possible.  

During the months ahead, Tammy’s husband asked me to bring a variety of other guys to share with his wife.  She experienced a black guy, two other Hispanic guys, and four other white guys... some with long cocks, some with thick cocks, and one with a particularly curved cock that she really enjoyed.  

I became good friends with Tammy and her husband.  He traveled a lot, so he made an arrangement that Tammy and I could get together whenever we wished, to keep her happy in his absence.    

Tammy absolutely reveled in her new found “expanded sensuality.”  When I would visit her, she would often take me to the couple’s oversized shower stall where we would wash each other and play with each other’s body.

She proved to be probably the finest “felatrix” I had ever met.  Even her husband frequently mentioned how good she had become in using her mouth to please him... since having her sex life expanded beyond a single cock.  

She would often lay down a towel in the shower, and as the water rained down on both of us, she would spend a long time kneeling in front of me... sucking my cock and balls... and raising granite-type hard-ons.  

Sometimes she would invite me to empty my juices down her throat.  Other times she would bend over right there in the shower stall and ask me to bury myself to the hilt in her pussy... and pump her until she screamed in pleasure.

Tammy, her husband, and I got together frequently over a five year period.  During that time, Tammy blossomed in many ways.  She got even more beautiful (if that was possible).  She became more self confident, and she began to take the lead in finding new ways to give her husband and herself more and more new pleasures.  And, she usually invited me to join her when she was going to try something new on her husband... so that she could treat me to that pleasure too.


Hope you have enjoyed hearing of my enjoyable MFM experiences.

Alan W.



A note from Joan...

I would welcome hearing from other guys who have had multiple opportunities to serve as “the extra guy” in MFM shared fun.  Write to me at JJJ3313260@AOL.

