Catherine met Charles because of her interest in an MFM threesome. It was as simple as that. He didn't know that at first, but it soon became clear that the reason she was 'stepping out' was her long-held fantasy of being with two men. Making a connection with him or someone like him was the first step in the process.
Thankfully for all concerned, Charles embraced the idea. It turned out that much information was available online, more and better than that held in some books that could be perused at the local Barnes and Noble. He dove into the project after Catherine identified an interested third, coaching her in the questions she had to answer for herself, while at the same time preparing himself for the possibilities.
It started out to be extremely complicated, for Charles faced the prospect of a rival joining him in this endeavor. But the three of them moved forward, to the point of three-way chat and shared emails regarding specifics of the planned meeting in Dallas. The plan eventually died, though, when the 'third' found a new love. Perhaps he wasn't as fully on board as first appeared.
For a year the idea simmered, but in the background. Catherine and Charles had found something very special in each other, and became ever closer, and more robust in their exploration. Finally, though, it was time.
"Perhaps a swingers' club would be fun," Charles mused during an online chat one evening. "Maybe there you'll find the perfect third." Catherine quickly took the bait, "Are there places like that? Where?" He was ready with an answer, "Atlanta. The Trapeze. Here's the link." The conversation flowed from there over the next few days, and a plan was hatched to meet there in the coming weeks.
They didn't want to leave her fantasy subject to a chance meeting with the right person, so they began interviewing a few of the many prospects who answered a craigslist ad. Eventually, the number was reduced to four. To complete the process, and hopefully have some fun for all along the way, Charles and Catherine sent an email to the 'candidates', giving them further information and soliciting their input. To give you a flavor of the email...
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Catherine: When it comes to erotic pursuits, my long-time fantasy is to be shared by two terrific, beautiful men. I can think of nothing sexier than two of everything...two warm, wet mouths kissing me, two pairs of questing hands caressing and touching me, two pairs of lust-filled eyes watching me surrender to the ultimate pleasure, two um...well you know. Although the physical interaction is the ultimate goal, there also has to be a mental connection and some chemistry between us. A lovely, sparkling conversation over drinks and dinner filled with quiet innuendo (times two), is part of the fantasy.
Charles: Over the last year we have devoted a fair amount of attention to Catherine's fantasy of adding a second male to an evening. There was a firm plan for last spring that fell apart when the third backed out before the trip. For a variety of reasons the discussion was put on hold, but rekindled over the past couple of months. This effort is the result of those discussions, and we both are intent upon sharing this experience.
Last year's plan still holds appeal. The three of us will meet for drinks and dinner in the hotel restaurant to get to know one another better and to flirt shamelessly. When sufficiently *energized*, the group will move the party to the suite upstairs. There the focus will continue to be on Catherine and her pleasure. We have learned together that her passion knows no bounds and that in nurturing her passion, it is impossible to imagine anyone being left behind. After a wet, warm, loud, energetic and exhausting evening, the third will depart, satiated, with stunning memories. Safe, covered sex will be the rule.
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Amazingly, an opportunity presented itself to meet in Oklahoma, earlier. Charles put out some feelers, both on craigslist and a swingers' site, and soon had a couple of interesting prospects. Catherine focused on one, Nick, and the game was on. The earlier email was shared with him, and a couple of three-way chats preceded some one-on-one chats and phone conversations for him with Catherine.
Within a few days it was set, planned for a week after the first contact with Nick. Catherine set the tone with an email to both men a few days before the visit:
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Soaking in a steaming bath, I reflect on the wildly improbable conversations of recent days. Conversations of erotic possibilities, fantasies fulfilled, desires shared. I think about Charles, my trusted friend and lover. I wonder about Nick, the man I know only from a few photos, on-line conversations, and a phone call. The bond with Charles is deep and strong. The chemistry with Nick is, true to his claim, "all sizzle and giggles." Letting the hot water soothe my body, I relax into the water, welcoming its sensual embrace.
I think about what might transpire in a few days...what it will be like to have them both caress me, kiss me, touch me, embrace me. I run my fingers along my neck, wondering whose lips will first find that sensitive spot where my neck meets my shoulder. A tingle races through my body as I realize I'm about to have, for the first time, two sexy men to simultaneously kiss both sides! I slide my fingers down my left arm, wanting to feel the caress of both men...wanting to feel a wet mouth suck my fingers into moist heat. I trail my fingertips back up my arm, then drifting across my chest, then down my left breast, skimming my nipple before traveling further down my stomach to my thigh, to my calve, to my foot. I think about my toes...toes that didn't know they were erogenous zones until a hot August afternoon two summers ago, when Charles first sucked them into his hot, wet mouth.
I think about the erotic pleasure I share with Charles, then wonder about expanding it to include another, Nick, and am deeply curious about the combined sensations. The thought of both of them seeking to pleasure me is breath-taking. I think about the long, lingering moments I want to spend with both of them simultaneously kissing and nuzzling my neck, caressing my breasts, sucking my hard nipples until I'm breathless with desire, until I'm crazy with need, perhaps even until I climax...