“Girls do it all the time,” Claire said definitively. “Don’t we, Marissa?” Her roommate nodded her head emphatically in agreement. “See, there’s nothing wrong with it. I don’t know why guys won’t do it. It’s fun!” She was slurring now, the alcohol taking its effect, but it didn’t make her words any less powerful to me.

My roommate Robbie and I had gone out with the girls, friends who lived in the dorm with us, and after a few hours at the bar, they had come back to hang out in our room. Somehow the conversation had turned to sex, as it always did, and Robbie and I started complaining about how long it’d been since we’d last gotten any action. Claire, wild child that she is, wanted to know why we didn’t just hook up with each other. Girls, as she told us time and time again, did it all the time.

“Marissa and I fool around,” she assured us, not seeing any reason for guys to behave any differently. “It’s just sex, after all,” she continued. “Who cares who it’s with, as long as you’re getting some.”

She was making sense, at least to me. Why couldn’t guys fool around with each other when they were going through a dry spell? If girls could do it, I saw no reason that we couldn’t, too.

I’ve also always found Robbie kind of attractive. When we were thrown together as roommates freshman year, he’d seemed like a cool guy, and he was. He was on the baseball team, like I was, but he always seemed to be way cooler. Girls flocked to him by the dozen, and he was usually willing to toss a few chicks my way. When we decided to live together again during sophomore year, I figured it’d be much the same. Unfortunately, it seemed the off season was a bad time for baseball players to try to pick up chicks, and we were going through a dry spell. It seemed the only girls willing to spend time with us were Claire and Marissa, and they had boyfriends, so we couldn’t hook up with them. We were on our own.

When Claire started babbling on about why didn’t we hook up with each other, though, I started to wonder the same thing. Why didn’t we? No one had to know, and it would just be a little fooling around to get us through a rough patch. It seemed like the perfect solution. All I had to do was convince Robbie to try it.

The girls left not long after planting that tempting idea in my head, and then there were only Robbie and I. We’d each had a couple of drinks, but we were still wide awake, so we started talking about the girls and laughing about Claire’s “crazy” suggestion.

“I don’t know,” I said. “It doesn’t sound too bad to me. It’s just fucking, right?”

Robbie seemed to consider this for a moment before turning to look at me and ask if I’d want to give it a try, “just to see if they’re right.” I knew the window of opportunity would close soon, so I jumped at the chance to hook up with Robbie, agreeing to give it a shot.

Without even thinking about it, I got down on my knees in front of the chair Robbie was sitting in and began to unbutton his fly. I’d had several dreams about sucking cock, and I was excited to have Robbie’s be the first dick I sucked, so I figured I’d start with that.

I’d seen him naked a bunch of times before in the locker room and occasionally around the dorm when he’d forgotten his towel but I didn’t realize how big his cock was until it was erect and staring me in the face. For a split second, I wondered how I was supposed to fit that thing in my mouth, but then I figured that if all those girls could do it, I could easily do it, too.

Opening wide, I took his purple head into my mouth and sealed my lips around it. I thought it would feel strange, or maybe taste bad, but I was surprised. Sure, the texture was a bit different, but it felt perfect under my tongue. And don’t get me started on the flavor. I’d heard girls describe it as tart or bitter, but I thought it was a combination of salty and sweet, and I loved it! I started to take more of him into my mouth, and I got more excited as I did it.

I couldn’t believe I was actually sucking cock and enjoying it! And Robbie seemed to be getting into it, too, thrusting his hips against my face and moaning like I do when I’m getting a blowjob. He was really hard by then, too, and when his dick started to throb in my mouth, I wondered if he would have me swallow his come or if he’d pull out and shoot his load on me instead.

It was my lucky day, though, because Robbie didn’t do either of those things. Instead, he pulled out and told me to pull my pants down so he could fuck me. “If we’re going to do this, we’re going to do it all the way,” he said.

While I pulled down my pants and leaned over the back of the chair Robbie had been sitting in, he went to get a bottle of lube from his bedroom. When he came back, he poured some of the liquid on my ass, letting it run into my hole so I’d be ready for him. I watched him rub some lube over his dick, too. Then he aimed his cock at my asshole and started to push into me.

Aside from the occasional girl’s finger, I’d never had anything up my ass, so it felt kind of strange at first. As he pushed in deeper, though, and I got used to the stretched feeling, it felt really good.

Robbie was rapidly pumping into me pretty soon after that, and the feeling was incredible. I couldn’t stop moaning, even though I’m usually quiet when I’m with girls. When he started thrusting faster, it got even better. His balls were slapping against me and his cock was stretching my sphincter wider than I thought it could go. I couldn’t imagine anything else ever feeling that good.

My dick was rock hard against the chair, and I knew that if Robbie kept fucking me like he was, I’d come soon. He was pretty close, too, and he picked up his pace, really pounding my ass.

A minute later I was coming, spraying my cream on the back of the beat up armchair. I was still shooting when Robbie came, and he filled my ass with his come. I hadn’t expected that, but it was an awesome feeling, so I wasn’t about to complain.

When it was all done, Robbie pulled out and zipped up his pants while I did the same. Then he started to head to his bedroom again, but not before turning around and saying, “The girls were right. That was a pretty good idea. We’ll have to try it again sometime.”

We haven’t been able to hook up again yet, but neither of us has a date this weekend, so I’m keeping my fingers crossed!

Mr. Rick J., Oxnard, California

My wife, Kelly, is what I call a powerful woman and I’m not the only one who’d say that. She’s the CEO of a large company, and while I don’t work for her, I have often stopped by at lunchtime to pick her up and seen her in action. At work, Kelly is not just “Kelly.” She’s the boss, and all the people in the office pay attention and rush to follow her brusque orders.

I believe that her dominance and sex appeal are enhanced by her sexy suits, which are perfectly tailored to her curvaceous body. When she’s in one of her impressive outfits, with her long hair swept up into a bun, and perched on five inch heels, she is the epitome of the authoritative businesswoman. Even at home, the mere sight of her in her office garb makes me snap to attention. Whereas some women like to take off their business attire and relax in something more comfortable once the workday is done, my Kelly keeps on her sexy “business domme” outfit and turns her attention to me in a way she’d never get away with at the office, making me her personal houseboy and sex slave.

I work in the mailroom at a large corporation, so my hours are the basic nine to five, and I’m home long before her. This allows me to run her baths, cook dinner and basically do her bidding with my dick hard the whole time. Why? Because powerful women turn me on.

Kelly told me when we first started dating that she didn’t want another CEO or business person as a lover, but rather someone who was content to serve her and let her shine. One example of how we embody her desire is that when we go out to business functions or dinner parties she picks out my clothes. Usually they’re much more subdued than hers, so she’ll get all the attention.

With Kelly and I, our erotic dynamic is less about corporal punishment and more about service and submission. Just as she depends on her assistants at the office, she wants to know she can count on me at home, that she will always come first. That’s true, literally and figuratively. When we have sex, we do it to her specifications. Sometimes she likes to be on top, sometimes she wants to do it doggy style, and other times she’ll surprise me by demanding something completely different, like me getting in the shower with her and finger fucking her while the hot spray rains down on us. Once she even ordered me to lick her pussy under the table at a five star restaurant I was a little nervous about getting caught, but that’s part of the thrill of being a submissive man married to a dominant woman. You do what she says no matter what.

Last week, she requested I cook her favorite meal, shrimp scampi, while she luxuriated in the tub. Of course her naked body, with her 38D breasts, trim waist, and long legs, is beautiful I don’t deny that. But seeing her surrounded by bubbles is not the same as seeing her wearing a smart looking pinstripe suit. As I cooked, I visualized her in my favorite outfit. It consists of a cropped black jacket and an ankle length skirt with a dramatic slit in the back. She often couples it with a silky blouse and strappy black stilettos. My dick was raging with desire by the time I put the meal on her plate and carried it upstairs to her. I didn’t share my fantasy because Kelly would interpret that as insolence, as her little sub husband trying to tell her what to wear. So instead, I gave her a footrub, and then shaved her legs while she ate the meal and drank some chilled Champagne.

When she was done with her bath, she had me pat her dry, and then rub moisturizer into her warm skin. Her long hair fell down her back, and she looked like a goddess in some ancient painting. My dick was still hard for her, so when she grabbed me and said, “Eat my cunt!” I did it without hesitation. Nothing compares to the taste of my wife’s sex, and she stood above me in all her naked glory, pressing against my mouth and smearing my face with her juices. She knows exactly how to get herself off, and I was merely a tool in the process. I continued to lap at her swollen clit, bringing her pleasure in the best way I know how, as she ground down against my lips and tongue.

She eventually came, and I drank down her copious juices, but that orgasm wasn’t enough for her. She wanted to come again, but this time she wanted me to use her favorite vibrator on her. Kelly ordered me to fetch it, fully aware of how much I wanted to fuck her. I have a feeling that she deliberately denied me because she knew that while I wanted her, having to wait and pleasure her was both punishment and reward. She got on her hands and knees on the bed, her hair spilling around her, as I turned the pink toy on. I pushed its buzzing head into her cunt, while the other part of the toy vibrated against her clit. “Fuck me harder!” she demanded, and I did, subsuming my sexual excitement into hers.

Soon she was coming for a second time, and I had to hold the toy steady to make sure it didn’t slip out as the juices gushed from her. Only when the toy had been turned off and my wife had caught her breath did she allow me to remove my pants. While another woman might have leaned down and sucked my cock between her lips, she merely looked at me and said, “Your turn.” She guided my hand to my dick, and I jerked off while she directed me. It didn’t take more than a minute for me to spurt all over our hands. Kelly didn’t let me fuck her that night or give me a blowjob, maintaining her control over me, my cock and our marriage which makes me a happy man.

Mr. Martin J., Via E Mail

My wife and I recently went out with a couple of old friends. During dinner, Doug and Marjorie kept talking about a new couples place for people in the “lifestyle.” Not everyone hooked up. Some people just liked to expose themselves or watch those around them dirty dancing and getting frisky. Our friends said that it was exciting to be around other sexually liberated adults. Then they asked us if we wanted to go there after dinner, and Kate and I agreed.

After our meal, the ladies went to powder their noses, and Doug and I got to talking. Doug said the last time they went to the club Marjorie got tipsy and confessed that she wanted to try swinging. I was shocked and excited, and I told him that Kate and I had always wanted to try it, too. The women soon returned, both with naughty looks on their faces.

When Doug asked what was going on, they giggled and said they were going to grab a couple of drinks at the bar. As they left, I noticed Kate drop something on her chair. I looked down and saw that it was her panties. Doug then picked up a thong from his wife’s seat and quickly hid it in his pants pocket. The women had taken off their panties while they were in the bathroom!

Their brazen act left me and Doug speechless, and we stared at the girls. They sat on barstools, facing our direction. Marjorie casually pulled up her skirt and crossed her legs, and then Kate did the same thing. When the bartender brought them their drinks, they struck up a conversation with him. While doing this, both women uncrossed their legs. Their skirts were pushed well above their knees, and they spread their legs open, which gave us a wonderful view of their pussies. Kate’s was shaved in a tight V formation and Marjorie’s was wild and hairy, but I could clearly see her pink pussy lips peeking out.

I nervously looked around the restaurant, but we were in the corner and no one else was in our section. The display was for us alone. As both women finished their drinks, they kept up their show, giving Doug and I massive hard ons in the process. The girls then came back to the table, wearing big smiles.

We paid our check and decided to take just one car to the club. As we drove, Marjorie said, “Bras off!” and both Marjorie and Kate reached inside their shirts and removed their bras. Kate was wearing a tight yellow blouse, and without a bra on, her nipples could be easily seen through the material. Marjorie had on a black silk blouse, and its generous cut allowed her boobs to jiggle with every movement. The ladies looked even more gorgeous than before.

We finally arrived at the club and found that it looked like any other nightclub except that the men were dressed nicely and the women were in various stages of undress. We settled ourselves at a table and got some drinks. During the night, several people came by and introduced themselves to us. It was a lot like a regular club, but everyone was much more friendly.

About an hour into dancing and drinking, Doug and Marjorie were still out on the floor while Kate and I took a break. Kate let me play with her slippery pussy under the table, and while her eyes were glazed with lust I asked her to tell me her greatest fantasy.

Kate said she didn’t know what that was, but I pressed onward. I asked her if she’d ever fantasized about being with more than one man at the same time, and she said she had. I started wondering what it would be like to watch her have sex with other men, and my cock throbbed.

We left it at that, and then we danced some more. Just before closing time, Doug said that a couple they had met last time were sitting on the other side of the place and had invited us over for a dip in their hot tub. Doug asked if we wanted to go. I turned to Kate, who smiled a naughty smile, so I said, “Let’s go!”

Jack and Belinda were about fifteen years older than us. Once we arrived at their place in the suburbs, Belinda gave each of the women a glass of wine and told them to follow her. They then went off into one of the bedrooms. Jack said they were going to change, and he got us each a beer and took us into his yard.

It was dark, and Jack lit a few oil torches. The hot tub was large and inviting. Jack took off his clothes and got in. Doug and I then did the same. Within minutes we heard music coming from the house, and the girls came out. They were all wearing bikinis. All the guys protested because we were naked, but it was in jest because the women looked so hot.

When the girls got in the tub, Kate nestled up to me and whispered, “You should see what they have in that back room!” Jack overheard, and he began talking about how much Belinda liked to be tied down and licked and sucked.

Kate giggled and then placed her bikini bottom on the side of the hot tub as casually as you would toss a leaf from the pool. Marjorie said, “Good idea,” and took off her entire bikini. Belinda then did the same. Marjorie had large, dark nipples, and she began caressing them with her fingers just above the waterline. Eventually everyone looked at Kate. She was the only one still wearing her top.

Kate said, “Okay, okay.” Then she stood up and did a striptease while swaying to the music. She was sultry and sexy, and her top finally slid away, but she kept her breasts covered with her hands. Kate asked me if I wanted her to go all the way. I said, “Oh, yeah!” To my delight, then she removed her hands.

Someone had written on her tits, above and below her nipples. Above each was the word “suck,” and below was the word “lick.” Kate then said, “Come on, guys . . . follow the directions.”

My wife then covered the word “lick” on one breast so that only the word “suck” showed. She covered “suck” on her other tit so that only “lick” showed. Jack said, “Okay,” and glided over to begin sucking on one of Kate’s tits. My wife grabbed the back of Jack’s head, holding him in place as he sucked away. Doug looked at me, and I nodded, so our friend moved over and began licking her other nipple.

Kate had her arms around each man, resting a hand on the back of each of their heads. She grabbed their hair and was guiding their actions. After a couple of minutes, she ordered them to switch, and they did.

When I looked over at Marjorie, I saw Belinda kissing her neck and teasing Marjorie’s nipples with her fingers. I watched Belinda begin nibbling and biting one of Marjorie’s breasts. Marjorie then motioned me over to take the other one. I glanced at my wife, who said, “Help her out, honey.” I then saw that Kate had spread her legs and that Jack and Doug were fingering her pussy.

I moved over to Marjorie, and she said, “You want to be able to watch your wife, right?” I nodded, so Marjorie got up and sat down in my lap. We were both facing Kate, and Marjorie laid her head back against my shoulder. I could see it all, and I had Marjorie’s ass rubbing against my dick. Marjorie then positioned herself so that my dick was in front of her pussy, and she grabbed my hands and placed them on her tits. Belinda reached around and started fingering Marjorie, her hand teasing my cock with every one of her movements.

Marjorie was also playing with Belinda’s pussy underwater. Through it all, I could hear Kate breathe faster and faster. I knew she was nearing orgasm. Meanwhile, Belinda had both hands on the other girl’s cunt. Marjorie began moaning, and Kate then said, “I’m coming!” over and over. Marjorie then pushed Belinda’s hands away, and her breathing slowly returned to normal. Kate, on the other hand, continued saying, “I’m coming,” for what seemed like five minutes. She then began to shudder and said, “Oh, stop . . . please stop,” so both Doug and Jack backed off to let her get her bearings.

Both men were hard, and Kate reached out and grabbed their dicks while she caught her breath. Marjorie moved off my lap and over beside Belinda, who was sitting on the edge of the tub. Marjorie then started rubbing Belinda’s cunt. Kate said she was cold, so she slipped back under the water, but she didn’t let go of the guys’ dicks.

I was hot, so I got up and sat on the edge of the tub, and my wife noticed my hard on. Kate said, “You didn’t take Marjorie?” Before I could say anything, Marjorie said, “I warmed him up for you.”

Kate turned around and stood on the bench in the hot tub, so that her ass was pointing toward me in invitation. I glided over and positioned my cock at her cunt. Kate’s pussy was so slick, I slipped inside her as she bucked back toward me. Kate then pulled both guys close to her face, and she started giving them handjobs while taking turns sucking on their hard cocks. Kate was rocking back and forth on me, which was good because if she had picked up the pace at all, I would’ve come right away.

I had a very good view over Kate’s shoulder. My wife was taking turns sucking two dicks while mine was stroking inside her. Jack’s dick was large, but Kate had no problem swallowing it. Doug’s dick was smaller than mine, but his cockhead was big and purple.

Finally Kate concentrated on Jack and pumped him with her hand while locking her lips over his head. She closed her eyes and bobbed her head over his cock. Jack started to groan, “I’m coming,” and Kate pulled off fast. She kept stroking Jack while he moaned and spurted all over her chest. Meanwhile, Kate shifted her attention to Doug and began sucking his tool.

It was too much for our old friend. Doug started moaning and bucking seconds later, pumping his load into Kate’s mouth. She swallowed every drop as she pinched and squeezed her come covered nipples. All the while, I continued pumping my cock into her slick cunt. The sight of my wife being so slutty triggered my orgasm, and I shot into her pussy with a growl.

Behind me, I heard Belinda crying out. Marjorie was clearly showing her a good time. When I caught my breath, I saw that Kate had let go of the guys, and they were sitting in the tub, looking exhausted. Kate laid her head against my shoulder and whispered, “Thank you for making my fantasy come true.”

Belinda caught her breath, looked at Kate and said, “Wow, you are a pro!” Everyone else agreed and laughed.

After washing up, we said our good byes and Jack asked for our number. On the drive back to the car, we listened to music, but when we got out and said good bye, Marjorie kissed Kate on the cheek and said, “Belinda was right . . . wow!”

Doug wore a huge grin, and Marjorie turned to him and said, “Next time, it’s my turn.”

Mr. Todd K., Oakland, California

I’d naively thought I had experienced all the pleasure I could in my sex life: sex with my husband which was still fantastic after all these years sex with other men while my husband watched, sex with another woman and my husband, sex with another woman by ourselves. And there was no way I could forget the crazy orgy my husband and I were involved in on my thirtieth birthday. But what I recently experienced was nothing short of kinky and erotic and mind blowing all rolled into one.

My husband had gone off to work the night shift, and I was free to relax and enjoy the time alone. I was laying in bed watching who knows what on television as my mind slipped into a dreamlike state, wondering what it would be like to experience anal sex. For all of my sexy experiences, it was the one thing I’d never actually done.

My dirty thoughts jump started my pulse, and my heart began racing at the mere thought of how it would feel to have a hard cock in my tight back hole. I’d tried anal sex once before, but the experience didn’t go well and I had sworn I’d never do it again. But for some reason that night I couldn’t help myself, and my mind was racing with kinky thoughts about being butt fucked.

Getting out of bed, I walked to my closet to grab my sex toy box. My little fantasy had gotten me totally turned on. My pussy was soaked and aching to be fucked. I decided that I’d use my dreams about anal sex to help me get off.

Slipping my favorite dildo inside my cunt delivered a rush of pleasurable sensations that I felt coursing throughout my entire body. I felt my face flush and heat up as I stroked the toy in and out of my pussy. I gripped my toy tighter and thrust it in and out of me faster than I’d thought possible. Normally I like to be fucked slow and long, but imagining someone fucking my ass had gotten me so hot, I wanted to be pounded really hard. The dildo was hitting places inside me that it never had before. I felt myself rapidly tumbling toward orgasm far quicker then usual. My juices gushed out of my hole and around the dildo as I came, my pussy spasming around the toy.

Usually one orgasm would be enough for me, but that night it only made me hungry for more. As I churned the toy in and out of my hole, I felt my juices overflow my pussy and trickle down the cleft of my ass. I reached down with my free hand, one of my fingers trailing the path of the wetness and circling my asshole. It felt so good, and I began to play with my hole, eventually working my fingertip into my ass. With a little groan, I pushed my finger all the way inside, bringing me to the brink of another orgasm. But before I allowed myself to come, I removed my finger and the toy from my holes.

Reaching into the box where I keep my treasures, I pulled out a bottle of lube. I squirted some of the slippery liquid into my hand and stroked the dildo a few times, making it shiny and slick. I was a little nervous, but my finger had felt so good, I wanted to know what it would feel like to have something even bigger in my hole. Taking a deep breath, I grabbed the toy and began rubbing it up and down my asscrack, working it between my cheeks. I gradually brought the toy to my hole and began to push gently. With that little bit of slow, insistent pressure, it started to slide inside me. I kept taking deep breaths, relaxing my muscles and refusing to let my nervousness get the better of me.

I gasped when I felt the pressure of the dildo stretching me as it entered my hole. It was much larger than my slender finger had been, but the pleasure it delivered was exquisite. As soon as I’d gotten the entire length of the toy inside me, I begin to move the cock slowly in and out of my ass. My patient, even breaths soon grew more erratic as I felt a second orgasm swelling inside me.

Aided by the slick lube, the toy slipped in and out of my hole with ease. Before long, I began fucking my ass nearly as hard as I’d fucked my pussy. It felt so good! I closed my eyes and focused on the amazing feelings that were flowing through my pussy and ass. It was great, but I needed more. I reached over, and with the dildo still in my ass, I rummaged around in my toy box for a vibrator. I lay on my back with my legs in the air and started rubbing the vibe against my clit.

With the dildo in my ass and the little vibe humming against my clit, my pussy clenched and ached, longing to be filled. I shoved the vibe into my cunt and began fucking both of my holes. I’d never felt dirtier or more turned on in my life. The pleasure was so intense, and I kept moving both cocks in and out of me, trying to satisfy my hunger. I worked my hands faster, pounding my holes. My heart was beating so hard it felt like it was going to explode. When my second orgasm washed over me, it was even more incredible than my first and left me breathless.

Once I finally came back down to earth, I removed the toys and collapsed in bed with sweat dripping down my face. I lay there looking up at the dark ceiling as I smiled to myself. I couldn’t believe what I’d just done and I couldn’t wait for my husband to come home so I could finally feel the real thing.

Ms. Marissa G., Virginia Beach, Virginia

I was poking around an online dating site one evening, musing over the possibilities for my wife and I, when an IM popped up on my screen. Little did I know that I was about to experience the greatest night of my life!

The hello on my screen was from Naomi. She was the female half of a couple Audrey and I had swapped with the previous weekend. For a few minutes we chatted about nothing serious, just work and the weather, but then Naomi changed the subject.

She mentioned that her husband was out of town on business, and that she was looking for a little fun. Her husband, Brandon, had encouraged her to go out and play. He likes to hear stories about her adventures when he gets home from his trips.

“So when do you want to get together again?” she typed, making my cock pulse.

“I’m free tonight,” I responded. “And Audrey says, ‘Tell her she can have me, too.’”

“You sold me. I’ll be there at eight.”

And that was it Naomi was coming over for a FMF threesome! I’d never participated in one before. Truth be told, I’d never really desired to. The logical part of my brain had always said, “You’ve only got one dick. What can two pussies do to one dick that one pussy can’t?” Thus, I’d written off threeways with two women as a hopeless fantasy for oversexed guys. But now that one was falling into my lap, I wasn’t about to turn down the opportunity.

As soon as Naomi arrived, the three of us quickly adjourned to the bedroom. Once there we all sat on the bed. There were a few seconds of silence as each of us nervously waited for somebody else to make the first move.

“Why don’t you two get started, and I’ll join in,” Naomi said.

With that, Audrey and I began to kiss. We started slowly, with light, teasing kisses, but it wasn’t long before our passion took over. As our kisses became more urgent, my hands and tongue began to rove over my wife’s body. I pulled off her shirt so I could suck on her already hard nipples and knead whichever tit my mouth wasn’t currently working on. For her part, Audrey just lay back on the bed, closed her eyes and absorbed the sensations.

I told Audrey to take off her pants, wanting to move things along. She jokingly complained that if she did, she’d be the only one naked. I offered to join her, and she unzipped her pants, lifted her butt off the bed and winked at me. I helped her remove her clothes with a smile and then stripped myself.

Audrey motioned for me to sit on the edge of the bed. I did, and she leaned over and began to suck my cock. As you can imagine, I was enjoying this turn of events. After a few minutes, Audrey stopped blowing me, and I stood up and walked over to the other side of the bed, where Naomi was sitting. Her eyes were alight with furious desire. Watching me and my gorgeous wife making out had clearly turned her on.

I sat down on the bed, to Naomi’s right, and Audrey lay next to her on the left. Naomi let out a giggle, said she wasn’t ready to join in yet, and moved to the foot of the bed. Not knowing what else to do, I lay down in the spot that Naomi had vacated.

Audrey resumed sucking my rock hard cock. Naomi laughed, “Look at him. He’s in heaven.” All I could manage for a response was a shit eating grin.

As I enjoyed Audrey blowing me, Naomi started to rub my feet and calves. In any other setting it would have been a totally platonic massage. But in this particular setting? It felt incredibly erotic. And it occurred to me that this was something that one woman alone could not do. One woman could not blow me and give me a foot rub simultaneously. Suddenly I understood at a visceral level what the FMF threesome was all about. And it was good very good.

Naomi soon grew bolder. She moved closer to my cock and balls as she began rubbing my upper thighs. Audrey stopped sucking me and moved up to kiss me. My cock was lonely for only a few seconds because Naomi took my wife’s place and began to suck me. Having one woman kiss me while another sucked my cock was new and exciting, and I loved it.

I’d been correct in my statement that two pussies could not do anything to a guy that one pussy could not, but I’d failed to take into consideration what two mouths could do! The women went through a sexy cycle: Audrey would kiss me while Naomi blew me. Audrey would play with and suck Naomi’s tits, while Naomi continued to suck my dick. Then Naomi and Audrey would make out before switching yet again, so Audrey could blow me while Naomi sucked on my wife’s nipples. It was awesome.

I don’t know how long we continued like that we were one glorious jumble of naked bodies. In any event, at one point Naomi excused herself to go to the bathroom. While she was gone, Audrey looked at me and whispered, “I love kissing her!” The excitement in her voice made my cock twitch. Audrey had been with other women before, but the experiences didn’t leave much of an impression. She had tried the bisexual thing strictly as a testament to her motto: “I’ll try anything once!” But this time was different. This time Audrey was seriously enjoying playing with another woman. Wow! I loved hearing that. What a thrill!

“I hear you guys talking about me!” Naomi said as she returned to the bed.

We laughed and told Naomi that we were just discussing what a good kisser she was. Naomi smiled and lay down with her head at the foot of the bed. Audrey crawled over to her, and they started kissing again. I was content to watch until Audrey said, “I think Naomi needs to be fucked.”

Who was I to say no?

I climbed between Naomi’s legs and aimed my erection at her dripping slit. She was so wet that I plunged inside her in one sweet thrust and soon found myself balls deep in pussy.

Immediately, Naomi began to grind her pelvis against mine. I responded in kind, while Audrey alternated between kissing Naomi, sucking her breasts and rubbing her new friend’s clit. I dared not thrust too fast because I knew that would send me over the top prematurely, so I concentrated on long, slow, deliberate strokes that would end with our pubic bones grinding against each other. Our bodies were covered with sweat. Everyone was in tune and having a good time. Naomi began energetically writhing against me, and her pleasure was written all over her face. My thrusting cock and Audrey’s work on her clit soon sent her over the edge, and she came with a shout of ecstasy.

Naomi’s head lolled back as she came down from her orgasm, while I moved to my right and entered Audrey. This time I pounded my wife hard and fast. I’d like to say I fucked her into oblivion, but the truth is that in no time at all I was coming.

Naomi interrupted my post orgasm stupor, not wanting to leave Audrey hanging. “We need to take care of her. What kind of toys do you have?”

We have an old steamer trunk next to our bed that is full of nothing but sex toys. After a bit of digging through the box, Naomi selected two of our favorites to use on Audrey: a small clit vibe and an average sized dildo.

Naomi circled my wife’s clit with the tiny vibe while I fucked Audrey with the dildo. As my wife edged closer to orgasm, each of us took turns sucking her nipples. In a short while Audrey’s breathing became rapid and deep, and her face contorted as she experienced a powerful orgasm. It was a beautiful sight.

With the clock running late on a work night, and everyone having had at least one orgasm, Naomi quickly got dressed, gave us each a kiss good bye and left for home. And thus ended the single most amazing night of my life.

I can’t wait for my next two girl threeway and neither can my wife!

Mr. Ken W., Miami, Florida

When my wife quit her job to “find herself,” I always assumed she’d eventually go back to work. There were only so many classes she could take before she got sick of it all, and she’d get bored staying home all day by herself.

About three months after quitting her job, Jenna admitted that she was indeed getting bored. I suggested she call up one of her friends and do something fun, even if it was just chatting over coffee at the house. I knew, though, that once one of her friends showed up, they’d do a lot more than chew the fat while sipping lattes. I should probably mention that Jenna and I belong to a rather large swing club, as do most of our friends. Whenever any of us get together, we always seem to end up in bed, no matter what the original plans, so I knew Jenna would end up having plenty of fun.

That night, Jenna told me over dinner that she’d taken my advice and called up a couple of her girlfriends. Emily had been free, so they’d gone out shopping and stopped for lunch. Her other girlfriends, Amy and Jess, were coming over the next day for coffee and dessert. When I asked her if she and Emily had done anything else while I was at work, she admitted that they’d fooled around a bit.

“You’re not mad, are you?” she asked.

“Mad? Of course I’m not mad,” I laughed. “I’m just sorry I had to go to work and didn’t get to watch it all. You know how much I love seeing my girl in action.”

She smiled at that and promised that she’d try her best not to have too much fun when Amy and Jess were over the next day. “I wouldn’t want you to miss anything too exciting,” she joked. “We’ll try to be as dull as possible.”

After that, Jenna went on to tell me all about what she and Emily had gotten up to, and by the time the dishes were cleared, I had a raging hard on. That night we had amazingly hot sex, the kind of wild fucking we only seem to engage in after swing parties or other similar encounters. It was incredible.

The next day I was sitting at work fixing up some contracts when the phone rang. It was Jenna, and she asked me to close my door and turn on my videoconferencing unit. I had no idea what she was up to, but I did as she asked and waited. A moment later, the screen went from fuzzy to showing my home office Jenna had turned on the other teleconference system at the house.

“What’s going on?” I asked, not knowing what could be so important that she had to tell me via video. “Is something wrong?”

“Remember what you said last night about not wanting to miss anything?” she asked, ignoring my questions. “Well, now you won’t have to.”

My mind was still a little foggy from all the contracts I’d been concentrating on, so I wasn’t exactly sure what she was talking about. I wouldn’t have to miss anything? But how? She was alone in my home office, and I was at work. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Amy creep into the room from the left side of the TV screen. Jess followed a moment later. My jaw dropped when I realized what my wife was up to, and Jenna winked at me, confirming my suspicions. My wife and her friends were going to have sex in my office while I watched!

I blinked several times, trying to convince myself that it was all a dream, but when I focused on the screen again, I saw Amy kissing my wife while Jess worked to undress them both. The picture was crisp and clear as it should be, I’d paid good money to have the system installed and it almost felt like I was right there in the room with the girls.

As the girls’ clothing started coming off, I was really glad that I’d closed the blinds and locked the door. I wouldn’t want anyone to walk in and see what I was watching. I, however, was definitely enjoying the show being put on for me. Jenna and Amy were down to their panties before they broke their kiss, and when they did, they turned on Jess and began stripping her, too.

My dick was growing hard as I watched them playing around, and when Jenna and Jess started kissing and fondling each other, I had to unzip my pants, which were beginning to suffocate my erection. I started stroking my cock as the girls began pulling each other’s panties down, and I was rock hard in no time. That’s when things started heating up.

Jenna was kneeling in front of Amy and Jess, and while she fingered Amy’s blonde pussy, she delicately licked Jess’s mound. She’d angled herself perfectly, and I could clearly see her tongue poke out each time she moved in to lap at her friend’s pussy. She was an expert cunt licker, and I was thrilled as I watched her coat every millimeter of Jess’s pussy with saliva. Jess was moaning loudly, and her hips were bucking ever so slightly against my wife’s face. I was certain she’d come soon, but immediately after a particularly loud sigh, Jenna pulled her face away it was glistening with Jess’s juices and switched to eating Amy’s cunt, leaving Jess standing there, on edge and with no release.

Jess seemed bothered for only a second, and then her eyes lit up and she winked at the camera before dropping to the floor and laying down so that her head was between my wife’s thighs. I couldn’t see what she was doing, but when Jenna pulled back from Amy’s pussy and began moaning, I got a pretty good idea. Jenna didn’t let Jess’s pussy licking distract her for too long, though, and after moaning and wiggling a few times, my wife, trouper that she is, dove right back in to Amy’s delectable cunt (I would know, I’ve tasted it plenty of times).

Amy was playing with her tits while Jenna ate her, pinching her nipples and massaging her bare double Ds. She had her head thrown back, and I could tell she was getting close because she kept repeating, “Yes, more, there!” over and over. I was stroking my dick in time with her panting, and I was pretty sure I was going to explode soon, too. I only hoped the other girls wouldn’t take long before they came as well.

I started jerking faster as Amy got closer to her orgasm, but I didn’t want to come until all the girls had climaxed, so I tried to slow my hand. Then Amy came, shrieking so loudly that I was sure everyone in my office could hear her. My hand stilled on my dick as I waited for someone to knock on the door to see what I was up to, but when that didn’t happen, I continued as if nothing was going on.

The moment Amy was finished, Jenna swung around so that she could bury her head between Jess’s thighs while Jess continued to eat my wife’s pussy. Their sexy sixty nine had my heart pounding and my dick throbbing wildly, and I couldn’t control myself any longer. I started pumping my shaft rapidly, my fist flying along my cock in a blur. It took no more than a minute before I was coming, exploding all over my desk.

Jess and Jenna were still going at it, though, so I kept pumping my dick, really milking it of all its seed. The girls were writhing together, and it was so quiet in the house that I could hear their tongues licking each other’s cunt. It was the most erotic sound I’d ever heard, and I couldn’t tear my eyes or ears away from the monitor.

The girls were really getting into the act, and only a few minutes later, they were coming, their bodies bucking wildly as they tried to keep their lips sealed to each other’s pussy as they came.

When Jenna sat up after Jess had pulled her head out from between her thighs she looked right at me and told me she hoped I’d enjoyed the show, but it was over for now. I’d have to wait until I got home for a recap of the rest of the afternoon. Then she crawled toward the camera and turned it off, causing the screen to go dark.

It was the best teleconference I’d ever been a part of!

Mr. Richard T., Elyria, Ohio