Lydias First Threesome

To the reader:

The stories in this series detail actual events as the my lover and partner, Lydia, and I explored threesomes together. These are not fiction.

This one is the first in our explorations. At the time Lydia was sixty-seven, and I'm a few years older. Together we discovered that sex can be wild for we old farts. Old folks enjoying wilder sex lives than those younger often perplexes younger folks, as they may have difficulty envisioning old people having exciting and explorative sex.

The author's past includes two marriages and some serious love affairs, all of them ethically non-monogamous. I have much more experience than Lydia with non-monogamy. Previous wives and lovers enjoyed threesomes, foursomes, and moresomes with me. These experiences were often thrilling but sometimes less so.

Using that experience in my new love partnership with Lydia, I hoped we could explore the more thrilling aspects of threesomes and avoid those less so. Lydia had never engaged in more than one on one, and now we tried a threesome for the first time. While her previous life was fully sexual, she was not as exploratory as I was. This first threesomes began with another man as she was not ready to add another woman. I truly enjoy adding another man to our intimate, seriously hot, and exploratory love.

I've discovered that Lydia can handle two men far more easily and enjoys more orgasms than I could with another woman. Watching Lydia with another man and joining in threesomes with Lydia is seriously arousing. She often slips into a sexual trance ready to pleasure all in an active yet submissive way.

There will be more stories in our journey exploring the horizons of our sexual intimacy. Enjoy.

First Threesome at Sixty-Seven Years Old

On our ride to his house Lydia was nervous, asking all sorts of questions. When we arrived, the first words out of his mouth along with his energy was as if he were a sex guru and she quickly calmed. She felt immediately comfortable. She asked many questions and listened carefully to his gentle, caring answers. His answers were the same as mine when she'd asked me. He detailed what he would like to do during our threesome, what was important to be aware of, and that she was completely in charge of what we did.

"Did you two get together and plan what you were going to say?"

"No, we both understand what is important in sharing."

Rob sounded just like me to her, often using similar words. She settled into a very comfortable space with Rob, almost a sexual trance.

"Would you like to see my sex lounge?" Rob asked looking carefully at Lydia.

"Okay."

The lounge was a curvy upholstered foam lounge, elongated so you were more lying than sitting. Rob sat in a position with his head resting comfortably back against the highest curve, his loins following the lowest curve, and his legs up on the less high curve. She could stand right over Rob, her loins positioned a bit higher than his. A perfect position for cowgirl and reverse cowgirl.

Clothes seemed to evaporate from her body, as she took Rob's place. He was paying attention to her nipples, now prominent and eliciting moans as his fingers played with them. My fingers went to her loins where I found her wet and slippery. It was clear that she had been aroused by our conversation and was enjoying herself. Soon my fingers stimulated loud moans rising with their dance upon her clit. Her first threesome orgasm.

I kissed Lydia as her breathing slowed from the wildness of her orgasm. But Rob was interested in a taste of her orgasmic juices. His mouth found her loins and soon my love's breathing increased loudly, leading to orgasm two, followed by a short rest and then orgasm three. She slipped fully within this sexual trance, a state I call pleasure space and Rob calls subspace.

Lydia was so comfortable with Rob that her worries and inhibitions faded away with her body taking over, ready for pleasure. Rob and I were there for her pleasure as my love absorbed all we could offer. Moans and orgasms played their rhythm in a music of pure pleasure acceptance.

I felt it time for a pause, so she could have a few moments to contemplate this new experience where two males ply her with pleasure, causing her body to accept whatever we came up with in a trance-like now. In all the sexual experiences of my life, I'd never witnessed a hypnotic sexual trance like hers. This break allowed her to slowly, gently become conscious of where we were.

It was as if she wakened from hypnosis, not fully aware of her environment or exactly what transpired. She was groggy with pleasure, exhilarated and exhausted. As we drove away she asked "What happened?"

Her sexual trance is fascinating. I've not seen it as pronounced as with her. It seems more than simple submission, though Rob is a dominant presence and she feels it strongly. I see it more as an altered state of awareness, similar to a drug state, where the drug here is the pleasure of sex. Lydia feels sexual pleasure easily and deeply, multiple orgasms come more easily the more aroused she is. This trance flows from a level of soft and comfortable, rising from moans to heavy breathing to full blown orgasm followed by more orgasms till she asks for a break. If we offer continued stimulation without heeding her request for breaks, she continues in orgasmic bliss until we take pity upon her.