Joan’s True MFM Threesome Stories

As soon as Tim parked, we quickly headed to our room. I was first into the room, and I spun around to draw Tim into a tight embrace. I whispered into his ear, “I love you! Thank you for what we are about to do.” Then I quickly went into the bathroom to remove my clothes and replace them with the sheer negligee I had brought with me… and to rinse my now-sopping pussy. After touching-up my make-up, I came back out to find that both guys had already removed all their clothes except their shorts. They had music softly playing on the motel radio.

Tim took me into his arms and planted a kiss on my lips… as John came up from behind, reached around, and cupped both of my breasts as he pressed me against Tim. I could feel that both guys already had hard cocks… and they were both being pressed into me. When Tim broke the kiss, they carried me to the king-size bed and placed me in the middle.

Tim snuggled in next to me, and John went around to the end of the bed. He laid over the end of the bed and spread my legs as Tim gently placed his lips on mine for another brief kiss. John crawled up between my legs, pulled the negligee aside, and began kissing his way up one thigh… and then the other… until he reached my pussy. As John began to explore the outer lips of my pussy with his tongue, Tim whispered into my ear, “Lay back, relax, let your mind float off somewhere… and let us play all kinds of sweet melodies on your lovely body.” I smiled, closed my eyes… and did as Tim said.

It was not long before I could feel that Tim had fully opened my negligee and exposed my full breasts. He held one as he began sucking the nipple on the other breast. By this time, John had begun to dart his tongue in and out of my pussy. Then he used his lips to clamp down on my clit as his tongue gently tapped on the top of my bud. The simultaneous sensual attention to my breasts and my clit felt sooooo good!

They were gentle, and slow. With my eyes closed, my mind began to focus on the over-all feeling of contentment that I was experiencing. It wasn’t long before I began to feel involuntary contractions deep within my groin… and I experienced my first orgasm of the night. First of what proved to be MANY!

As my orgasm subsided, John crawled up next to me… on the side opposite from Tim, and Tim moved up next to me. All three of us were laying on our backs as Tim used his hand to turn my face and bring my lips to his. John moved in tighter against me. I reached out both of my hands until I had both of their hard cocks firmly in grasp. As I kissed Tim, I slowly stroked both of their cocks, and John began to gently kiss and nibble the back of my neck.

John reached between my legs from the back, and again started playing with my pussy. With that, I turned on my side to face Tim… and we continued to neck. My turning caused me to let go of John’s cock, and he used his now-juice-covered hand to lubricate his own cock with my pussy fluid. As Tim and I continued to neck, I felt John press his lubricated cock between my ass cheeks toward my pussy. I responded by pressing back, and he slid right into my pussy with one quick thrust that pressed me harder against Tim. He stopped and held himself there… deep within me. I whispered into Tim’s ear, “John’s cock is inside me Tim… and it feels VERY good. Hug me tightly to you Tim… and press me back into John’s hairy chest.”

Tim did as I requested. Then I felt my husband reach down between us to the juncture between my legs. I could feel him playing with my clit and around my pussy lips… as we continued to kiss and look deeply into each other’s eyes. John began to slowly stroke in and out of me. I am sure Tim’s fingers could feel John’s hard cock as it backed out of me… and the bulge of John’s cock within my tummy when he pressed back in and filled me. Still looking into my eyes, Tim grinned. “How does it feel, babe?” he whispered. “I can’t begin to tell you how good it feels to be sandwiched between you two guys… with you hugging me, and with him inside my pussy,” I replied.

John began to pump me more vigorously. Tim then used both of his hands to hold my head with my face directly in front of his. “Oh, honey, I think I am going to cum again!” I whispered to him as my eyes began to close and my pussy muscles began their involuntary clutching at the invading, pumping male meat between my legs. This time my whole body shook as a giant orgasm exploded within me. I shuddered as Tim again held me tight to his chest and John continued to pump. I opened my eyes to find Tim smiling and studying my face. Within moments, my body was again wracked with another series of smaller orgasms and this time I kept my eyes open as much as I could… looking directly into Tim’s eyes… as each contraction sent waves of pleasure through my body over the next several minutes.

John stopped pumping, but left his hard cock buried deep inside of me as the final spasms of this last protracted orgasm continued to wash over me. When I regained control, Tim took one of my hands in his and guided it down between my cunt lips so that I could touch and play with John’s cock as it was still spreading them wide apart. Tim moved back slightly, allowing me to bend forward. I parted my legs slightly, and my hand slipped between my legs until I could cup John’s nut sack as he held his cock tight within me. Tim moved up a bit, putting his cock within reach of my tongue. He was rock hard. I licked the head of my husband’s cock as I played with John’s tight ball sack.

If someone had been watching us from above, we would have looked like a series of pretzels… or a Chinese puzzle… as we coupled at strange angles on the large bed.

I had already enjoyed several very pleasurable orgasms, and neither guy had yet cum. I decided it was my turn to make sure they both enjoyed this as much as me. While one of my hands continued to play with John’s tight scrotum, I used my other hand to draw Tim’s entire cock into my mouth. As my mouth clamped on Tim’s cock, my hand moved back to cup his nuts and to stroke the area just behind them. I fluttered my tongue around Tim’s cock and vibrated my throat muscles against the head of his cock as my head began to bob up and down on his tool. Meanwhile, John increased the rhythm of his short thrusts in and out of my pussy, and I began to squeeze my pussy muscles around his cock on each out stroke.

Soon I found myself gently squeezing the nut sacks of both guys in the same rhythm… and Tim used that pace to slide his cock in and out of my mouth… just as John seemed to pick up on the same pace as he slightly withdrew and then firmly drove his cock back into my pussy.

At first, I was intent on bringing both guys off… not thinking I was ready for another orgasm. The unexpected happened. My pussy involuntarily started to tighten around John’s cock as another orgasm began to build within me. I found myself gasping around Tim’s cock… and I let out a loud pleasure-filled moan. About that time Tim exploded into the back of my mouth… and as I regained my senses, I began slurping his seed down my throat.

I hadn’t finished swallowing when I became aware of an increased urgency in John’s thrusts into my pussy. I lost hold of his balls, and he started to drive hard into me. He seemed to push his cock right into my womb. By this time Tim had moved down on the bed to watch John slam into my crotch from behind. Then he moved back up and he pulled my face to his. As he was planting a gentle kiss on my lips, John’s balls released their load and he shot it deep inside of me.

“Wow… that was neat,” declared Tim. “Are you OK John?” I turned to look into John’s face as he recovered from his explosion. “Man… I think your lovely wife just drained every ounce of cum I had in me,” replied John with a tired grin. With that, we all three fell back on the bed to rest and regain our breath.

As I lay there, I couldn’t help feeling a certain euphoria… knowing I was laying between two guys who had just given me a VERY high level of pleasure and satisfaction. I reflected back on the look in Tim’s eyes as he watched me being filled with another man’s cum. It was a look of shared pleasure… a look of joy in seeing me experience levels of fulfillment I had never known before. It was clear that he was taking pride in having given me this “gift.” With these thoughts, I snuggled under his arm and kissed his chest.

We lay there quietly for a while. Then, in a voice that evidenced renewed vitality, Tim said, “Anybody for dinner?” ‘I’ll have to admit that all that play left me with a hunger and a thirst,” replied John.

I popped up out of Tim’s arms and said, “I get the shower first!” I climbed over Tim and ran for the bathroom. Fortunately I had put a shower cap over my hair, because within moments both guys crowded in to join me in the shower… and water was splashing everywhere. John had a bar of soap, and Tim had a wash cloth. They began soaping and scrubbing me all over. I noticed that my breasts got well washed as the guys took turns necking with me under the shower spray.

Finally I said… “Hey, are we really going to get ready and go out? If so, you better let me finish. They hopped out and I finished up. As I took a few minutes to restore my make-up, they showered. Then we all dressed. Each guy had to help me put on one of my nylons… each planting a kiss on my freshly-scrubbed, bare pussy as they attached the nylon to my garter belt.

We drove back to the same restaurant and were pleased to be ushered to the same table. We ordered light meals and shared a bottle of red wine. For the most part, we behaved ourselves in the restaurant this time… but we laughed a lot. I told John how good it felt having him pump so vigorously into my pussy… and having him shoot off against the walls of my womb as my husband kissed me. He told us he has enjoyed being the extra guy with numerous couples, but that this had been one of the most relaxed and satisfying times for him too. Several times he commented on the obvious love and respect that Tim and I share.

By this time it was after 11 PM, and John said he would have to leave us since he had to work in the morning. We walked him out to his car in the parking lot, and he asked if he could kiss me one more time. I smiled, and Tim said, “Sure!” He started at the base of my neck, kissed his way down to the top of my breasts… broke away for a smile… then kissed his way back up to my lips as Tim held me in his arms. I started to get all tingly again.

“My sincerest thanks for allowing me to introduce you to the special pleasures of a two-guy, one-gal threesome,” said John. “I hope you will allow me to join you again sometime in the future.” Tim and I thanked him, and assured him that we would be in touch again.

With that, John drove away… and we drove back to our motel.

Upon entering the motel room, Tim put his arms around me and drew me close. “I really… really love you babe,” he said as he smiled into my eyes. I immediately pressed my lips to his as I reached into his pants to play with my husband’s cock. I knelt down, undid Tim’s pants and let them fall to the floor as my hands released his cock from his shorts. As my hands guided his cock across my lips, I looked up to watch his expressions. He was hard again within seconds.

He removed his shirt and tie as he watched me minister to his manhood. I had pushed his shorts to the floor and he lifted his feet out of them as I continued to suck. Then he bent down, raised me up and began removing my clothes. We kicked our shoes off and dove onto the rumpled bed.

I resumed my oral ministrations, but this time I straddled Tim’s body and lowered my wet pussy onto his waiting mouth. We gently serviced each other this way for several minutes. Then I turned around, slid my sopping pussy down over his cock until it bottomed-out, laid down on his chest and began moving my hips as I kissed him full on the mouth.

I broke the kiss, leaned up away from him a bit, gave him a devilish grin and said, “As we came in, you reaffirmed your love for me. I had no doubt about it all evening… and never sensed any jealousy on your part.” I used my pussy muscles to contract around his cock to emphasize my words as I went on… “I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH BABY ! … and I sincerely thank you for the extraordinarily sensual experience you allowed me to enjoy this evening.”

With that, Tim rolled me over and drove his cock into me time after time until I began to convulse in yet another orgasm. He kept pumping… and my orgasm just seemed to go on and on… until Tim exploded, driving me even deeper into orgasmic pleasure.

We fell asleep in each other’s arms.

The next morning we checked out and headed for the mountains. We arrived at Copper Mountain about 10 AM and checked in at a ski lodge where Tim had reserved a room. Tim excused himself to make a phone call, and I changed into my ski outfit.

Soon we were on a ski lift, heading up the mountain. We got off mid-way up the mountain, and selected a trail for our first trip downhill. After two more runs, Tim suggested we grab a bite to eat. It was already after 1 PM.

We locked up our skis and clomped into the restaurant building. After getting a tray of food, Tim led me toward a back corner where we could watch the skiers come down the hill. We had just begun to eat when a guy approached our table. His face was red from a morning of skiing. He just walked up with a very pleasant look on his face and asked, “are you Tim and Jennifer?” That’s when I recognized him as the man in the photo… Mel… the man whose cock (in the photo) was totally buried in some woman’s pussy as she gave a second man a blow job. Obviously Tim had called him to let him know where he could meet us… but he hadn’t told me.

Based on the letter and the photo, I had expected Mel to be rather arrogant. He wasn’t! He sat down and drank his beer while we ate… and we got acquainted. Since we were some distance from others in the restaurant, we told him we had experienced our first MFM threesome just the night before. “Did you enjoy it?” he asked. I kind of blushed… and mumbled a “yes.” Tim was bolder. “It was a great night for both of us… a really special experience.”

“Good” said Mel. “It is very important that your earliest experiences leave you both with favorable memories. Sometimes couples are unfortunate enough to find themselves in bed with a self-serving guy who ‘cums and goes’ and leaves the couple feeling used. That is especially bad when it happens in one of your earliest experiences.”

We talked more, and we were able to get Mel to reveal that he had been the extra guy with a lot of couples… couples of all ages and races. It seemed to be his favored form of sexual pleasure. He claimed a special preference for couples new to such experiences.

“Enough of this talk,” he suddenly exclaimed… “lets hit the mountain for some fun on the slats. I’ll show you some trails that you will really like.

We each retrieved our skis and got in line for the ski lift. The chair held all three of us… with me in the middle. As we rode up the mountain, the afternoon sun motivated me to unzip my ski jacket. This tended to reveal my ample breasts, covered only by my sweater. I hadn’t worn a bra. Tim reached in and cupped my nearest breast as Mel watched.

As the chair lift slowly moved up the mountain, I kissed Tim, and I felt Mel follow Tim’s example. His hand slid under my sweater and gently squeezed my other breast. I evidenced my approval my laying one hand on each of their crotches. It was more symbolic than anything else… because their heavy ski pants kept my hands some distance from their cocks.

As we reached the top, they removed their hands and I adjusted my sweater before we had to get off the ski lift. Mel skied down the ramp ahead of us and yelled back, “Follow me.” We did, and soon we were sailing down a back trail. It seemed that no one else was using this trail. Midway down the hill Mel turned in between some trees and stopped. “Time for a drink,” he said as we skied up to him.

Mel produced a wine skin from under his jacket. We took off our skis and sat on a log as we shared the red wine in the bota bag. As we drank, Mel noticed that my ski outfit was one with a series of zippers which allow for going potty without full removal. “May I?” he asked as his hands moved toward the zipper that release the crotch from the midsection. I smiled my approval toward him as Tim unzipped my jacket. As Mel undid the several zippers, my crotch was suddenly open to his view… hidden only by my very brief briefs.

By now Tim was standing behind the log I was sitting on, and had his arms around me as his hands slid my sweater up over my bare breasts. The cool air instantly made my nipples hard. Tim gently massaged them as he bent over and kissed me. Meanwhile, Mel had knelt on the snow in front of me, and had buried his face in my crotch. He used a finger to move the fabric away from my pussy lips, and he was quickly sucking my bud.

Now we were 15 or 20 feet off the main trail, but I felt like we were much closer as I noticed two guys zip past on their way down the trail. I am sure they didn’t see us, but it was kind of a rush to feel totally exposed… to have my breasts played with… and to have a man nibbling on my pussy while I sat on a snow- covered log. What a setting. More people whizzed past along the trail… just a few yards away.

Other than the sound of Mel’s slurping between my legs, the mountainside was quiet. Tim kissed me again. Another group of about five skiers came by… and we could hear that they all stopped just around the bend out of sight. We could even hear them talking. Sounded like a group of college guys and gals. By now Mel’s tongue was driving its way past my pussy lips and I leaned back against Tim as I spread my legs. Tim held me as I whispered up to him, “This is weird… we have never had any kind of sex out in the snow. It really feels good. My thighs and tummy are cool, but my tits are quite warm and my pussy feels like it is on fire.”

No doubt Mel heard me. His licking and nibbling got more aggressive. The skiers below us had apparently moved on down the hill… we couldn’t hear them any more. Then it hit. A warming orgasm washed through my body as a couple of Mel’s fingers joined his tongue within my pussy. I couldn’t help it. My legs started to wrap around Mel’s head and I let out a loud moan of pleasure. Tim held me tight to his chest and he kissed my forehead.

When I regained my composure, I zipped up and we resumed our assault on the hillside. Mel led the way, I followed, and Tim brought up the rear.

After each of the next three trips up hill, Mel guided us down new trails… each with its own mogels, twists and steep places. It was a fun afternoon.

By 4:30 we were all beat. We removed our skis and Mel joined us as we walked back to our lodge. Tim had rented a lodge unit that had its own private balcony… complete with a hot tub. “That’s what you need after a day of skiing,” announced Mel, “a leisurely soak in that bubbling hot tub, followed by a long full-body massage for milady.”