Over the past 16 months or so my wife and I have explored our sexuality by dabbling in MFM threesomes. We have been with 5 men ranging in ages from 32 ā 43 and have been very selective with the type of male we wanted these experiences to be with. While most of the experiences have been fun and interesting only one has been able to ādeliver the goodsā (as my wife aptly puts it). For a variety of understandable reasons the other four could not get it up.
My wife is very attractive, early 40ās, petite with a 34C rack, very sexual in nature, multi-orgasmic, loves sex more than life itself and willing to experiment as long as I am there taking part in the activities.
The one man, letās call him Richard, who was able to ādeliver the goodsā is a professional traveling salesman representing a large company which sends him all over the world. Heās 43, with a family and lives in another part of the country. We met him through an Internet ad and after a few casual meetings for dinner decided to give it a shot. Richard is a very nice looking, in shape man with impeccable manners and is very careful not overstep his boundaries. He packs a perfect 7ā according to my wife and knows what heās doing. Heās very verbal and whispers all the things she likes to hear about how wonderful her pussy is, how great she looks and feels, etc. Weāve been with him intimately three times over the past year and she is quite comfortable with him.
Our last encounter with Richard took place last week. Itās been four months since weāve seen him. Richard arrived at the hotel late afternoon and called us to let us know he was here. The hotel was on the ocean located about five beach condos down from our home. We told him weād pick him up at 6:30 and grab a bite to eat and a couple of glasses of wine. Iād been doing everything I could think of to tantalize my wife and get her mentally and emotionally ready for the evening. I mixed her a drink and put on a porn movie in the background while she prepared herself. She had decided to go with a short black skirt, thigh high stockings, a very sexy black thong and black bra. I convinced her to stay with that outfit later as opposed to her normal change of clothes into sexy lingerie. She looked sexy as hell and I was hoping for a more spontaneous evening uninterrupted by clothes being changed in to.
At 6:25 we headed over to pick Richard up. He met us in the lobby and came out, gave my wife a big hug and climbed in the back seat of my SUV. I had mentioned in passing earlier to my wife that maybe should sit in the back upon returning from the restaurant to get re-acquainted and she just gave me a weird look.
The dinner went fine and there were some flirtations going on but nothing to write home about. When we left and reached the SUV she made some comment about her sitting in the back with Richard. I just said, āwhat ever turns you onā and she jumped at the opportunity and slid in the back first followed by Richard. I was the chauffeur and glanced in the rear view mirror to see my wife hugging Richard and kissing his neck. We have a rule about mouth kissing which we have altered a bit in recent encounters. Richard was returning the affection and as we turned out on to the main road I glanced in the mirror again only to see my wifeās head disappear into the lap of Richard. I was a little surprised to say the least but also somewhat excited and turned on, as I know how much she loves to give head. She continued to work on Richard for the entire 10 minutes back to the beach hotel.
Needless to say, all three of us were turned on when we reached the hotel. Upon entering the room I preceded to uncork a bottle of wine, plug in the CD player and watched as my wife started a slow sexy dance, rubbing her beautiful pussy through her panties and massaging her tits. She looked so sexy and turned on I just sat down in the chair next to the couch Richard was sitting on and enjoyed the show. I had never seen my wife so assertive with her sexuality in these MFM situations before. I wondered what the night had in store.
She approached Richard and sat down on the couch, put both legs over Richardās legs facing me, pulled her skirt up, spread her legs and started rubbing her pussy some more. Richard grabbed an edge of her panties near her pussy with one hand and pulled them to the side exposing my wifeās beautiful and obviously wet pussy. He massaged her tits with the other hand. My wife continued to rub her pussy, play with her clit and alternately her fingers started probing and disappearing into her wet pussy. She would pull a wet finger out and run it across Richardās lips inviting him to taste her and then would probe some more and suck her own pussy wet fingers. God, it was hot and way out of character.
I couldnāt take it anymore and took one step to the couch, dropped to my knees, sunk my head into my wifeās crotch and proceeded to lick her with long slow strokes (her favorite thing to have done to her). I continued the long strokes and could tell by her moans and groans and hip gyrations she was getting more turned on. I alternated between her pussy lips and clit until she exploded into what would be one of many orgasms throughout the next three hours.
This lasted about 5 ā10 minutes and then she stood up, reached over and unbuttoned Richardās pants, drop them to the floor, took his shirt off and had Richard stand in front of her. She did the same to me and both Richard and I sandwiched her while standing up. She was facing me with Richardās cock pressed firmly against her back and he then reached down between her legs and cupped her still covered very wet pussy while I caressed her tits and kissed her. Nothing gets her wetter than deep kissing.
Richard stood up, undid her bra and slipped the straps over her arms as I took the straps and finished the removal. I mention this only because it was like teamwork the way it happened and my wife remarked how coordinated everything seems to be. Her panties followed.