Maings of a Perfect Man

Steve's Story

Having written their takes on our unusual relationship my two wives invited me to add my thoughts. Someone reading only their accounts may get the idea that I am some kind of slave trapped in an abusive relationship. Nothing could be further from the truth. I have skipped a lot of details to avoid repeating what they have already said.

Being raised by a single mom taught me that I had to carry my own weight in the family. Mom had a hard enough time keeping a roof over our heads and food on the table without having me be a burden on her. As I grew older I learned to try to make her day a bit easier by doing those household chores that I was able to do properly. Cooking, cleaning and laundry were almost second nature to me by the time I left home for the university.

Soon after I graduated, mom came down with cancer and I learned how to balance a job with taking care of her through the endless chemo cycles and finally, her final days. It should not be a surprise that my dating life during those years was severely restricted. In my late 20s I found myself a skilled homemaker with a degree in education and almost zero female friends. I knew I had to make an effort to meet someone but on those few occasions where I was able to overcome my shyness and ask someone out, striking out was all I managed to do.

When the greatest thing in my life happened it took me quite awhile to actually realize it was happening. Pam and Linda walked up to my table in into my life in a way that I could never have seen coming. If you have read their stories already, you know how this unfolded. What follows is my view of this somewhat unusual relationship.

First, I am married to not one but two talented, highly educated, highly motivated and very dominant women. They are as comfortable in their identities and their careers as I am in my role as their househusband and surrogate mother to our two children. My days have been filled with nearly endless chores but the job is made easier by the knowledge that I have enabled two women to be absolutely everything they want to be. I also got to raise two wonderful girls to become as smart, strong and as liberated as their moms. I feel pride every time I think about the four women in my life and my role in changing how men and women interact.

My next point is that I am both highly motivated and stimulated sexually by my two wives. You would think with their demanding careers they would be too tired to fool around at the end of the day but not so. When they come home to a spotless house, good cooking and loving husband who's sole aim is to help them find refuge from their stresses, these two become energized in ways I could have never imagined. Most evenings will find me with a sexually demanding women at both ends of my body demanding attention until well into the early morning hours. It is amazing how many orgasms these two can achieve before becoming sleepy. If cunnilingus were and Olympic sport, I would be on the medal podium every time.

We do have penis in vagina sex in the traditional way when either of the wives want it and that usually happens at least one time whenever we get together. Sometimes I need to take a drug called VOS (Viagra on Steroids) that Linda developed in order to fulfill my manly obligations but even when I don't, I still enjoy being roughly handled and re-positioned in accordance to the desires of two lusty and horny women. You have not lived until you have had your mouth full of a wet and pounding pussy with two hands strongly gripping your ears while a thrusting dildo is beating up against your prostate and two women serenade you with grunts of ecstasy. In my life this happens, with some clever variations, about three or four times a week. If there is any way that you can imagine two women using a man I am willing to bet that I have been there and done that, multiple times.

I would be at the sink finishing up the dinner dishes when Linda would walk up behind me, kiss the back of my ear, pinch my ass and grab my wrist while telling me, "Let that wait and come with me."

I would be led to the bathroom where there would be a tub full of hot soapy water. "Get in a scrub hard." she would tell me. After about 20 minutes she would appear again holding a towel. She would offer me a pill that I knew was one of her creations called VOS and tell me, "Take this, you are going to need it." I was already semi-hard but with VOS I surged into porn star hardness levels.

She would then give me an open mouth kiss and shove her tongue as far into my mouth as she could and part with a playful tug on my lower lip with her teeth. She would lead me into the bedroom and push my naked body onto the bed telling me to "Assume the position."

With me on my back she would mount me with her ass sitting on my chest and her crotch facing my chin. A pillow would be shoved under my head and two hands would massage the back of my head and then move to my ears and pull my face into her trimmed but still ample bush. She would already be quite wet and my tongue and lips would be pressed deep into her vagina. No warm up required for this woman.

Linda starts to rock and grind away on my face with the bridge of my nose frequently bumping her pubic bone. My mind switches over to receive mode and allows me to move in rhythm to her movements; a duet with her leading the dance. I become focused on moving and licking where her body seems to demand it. I can feel her leg muscles tense and flex against my head as her orgasm slowly builds.

I feel movement at the other end of the bed and know that Pam has joined the fun. A hard ring encircles my penis and I feel my shaft slide deep as Pam mounts me. With my head and mind already engaged and Pam's slow and sensuous grind I can feel the pressure growing. I am on the verge of cumming but something is stopping me. That unrelenting grip at the base of my shaft holds as I try to force my ever growing need to explode past this obstruction. Pam knows what she is doing and her control will remain until she is ready for it.

Linda's body is now a machine pounding, pulling at my face demanding my every effort. As she grinds I can hear grunts and cries of pleasure from my two queens. Suddenly her fingernails dig into the back of my neck, her thighs squeeze my head, her thumbs move my lower jaw wide and she screams for me to swallow. A hard pulse of a somewhat warm and salty liquid forcefully fills my mouth and I swallow quickly in order to grab my next breath. Electricity passes between me and Linda as I feel her energy and feed on it. Every neuron in my brain is firing and every thought and muscle in my body is urging me to demand more. My tongue frantically searches for her G spot and finally hits on target releasing another stream from deep within Linda into my mouth, locked tightly to her vagina. Her body vibrates with a second massive orgasm that sends my body into convulsions of ecstasy. Pam continues to rigorously pound my pelvis and picking up on what is happening between Linda and me, increases her rhythmic thrusts. She is getting close.

Two more orgasmic convulsions and squirts from Linda and she slows, sighs and rolls off onto the bed along side of me, exhausted. Pam now shifts into overdrive and releases her grip around the base of my penis allowing the both of us to simultaneously explode onto each other. Fireworks fill my brain and I feel on the verge of passing out when she suddenly slips off my still hard penis and shifts over my face and onto my waiting tongue and lips. Her second orgasm happens almost at once flooding my mouth with a combination of her and my juices. Fireworks again as both of our bodies vibrate in nearly perfect rhythm. Her pace slows and my tongue circles and probes with my lips gently sucking on her clit from time to time. I feel her excitement building once again. Her hands tighten on my head, her thighs press tight against my ears as she forces my face deep within her. The grinding increases and I try to match her every move. We become a single entity with but one purpose. Suddenly that purpose is achieved and she racks my face with a powerful orgasm as I spout like a geyser into the vacant air above my crotch. Pam rolls off onto my other side and we both collapse into an exhausted and deep sleep.

During the remains of the evening I sometimes wake to the feel of warm lips coaxing my penis back to attention. This is followed by some traditional penis in vagina sex that is slow and long lasting. Sometimes one of my queens is on top and sometimes I am in the driver's seat but the sex is always slow, sensuous and ending in a second deeply sound sleep. As the next day begins I am energized and quietly slip out from between my beauties to get the coffee and breakfast going. Another day begins.

In both Linda's and Pam's stories a drug called YES is mentioned and you might think that somehow I am under a form of mind control. Let me assure you this is not the case. While that drug may have been used early in our relationship I honestly feel that all it did was easy my natural shyness and inhibitions. I have not taken it in decades and Linda swears she stopped giving it to me after she and Pam became pregnant. Mentioning my role in that pregnancy brings to mind the many questions we have received about what it felt like for me to carry twins within my male body. I won't go into that here as this is a site for erotic writing and not a medical journal. Eventually I will write about that experience but you will not be reading it here. I will say it was a highly emotional and satisfying experience that I would do over if needed.

I think I need to finish this for now. Pam has been standing alongside of me for the past two minutes with a six inch dildo rubbing up against my thigh. I think it must be date night and I am not yet properly undressed and ready for the evening. Now she is sliding her hand under my pants and down the crack of my ass. Her finger is...Oh...OH..OOOOOO...