[MMF] Husband and I invite another man into our bed. | 2016

To preface this, my husband and I actively been involved in the ‘lifestyle’ community for a little under a year and have had sex with other couples and single girls together and it’s always been a lot of fun. However, this time around, we decided to add a different element in and look for a bi guy as we’re both not exactly straight, but my husband has never really experienced anything with a guy and we both wanted him to try it.

We answered an ad on Craigslist, where a guy was asking to be put in the middle of a couple. He wanted to get fucked by a guy while eating out the girl, which sounded quite fun to us. He responded pretty quick, seemed intelligent and interesting, so we decided to give it a go.

We met the guy in a pub just down the street. He was a good ten years older than either of us (us being around thirty), grey showing in his dark hair and trimmed beard, but quite fit and good-looking. Basically, a silverfox, which was kind of exciting for me as I love older men, though I never really got a chance to play with one. He was in town to do downhill biking and you could see the passion for it in his body, little scrapes on his legs and well-maintained lean muscle. We had a beer and he was sitting next to me on a bench and I could feel the heat coming off him; it was super tempting to put my hand on his thigh as he talked (conversation was quite interesting). He had a lovely calm manner about him too, which was quite sexy.

After my two drinks and the guys having just one because I drink quickly, he asked for the bill and kind of prompted me to invite him back, which he knew I would, he could feel the attraction. I only hoped my husband got that vibe and I wasn't just doing it for me. Luckily, my husband also thought the guy was pretty sexy, he would have piped up and said something if he wasn't comfortable with the situation.

The problem was he only had a couple of hours spare as he is a single father and had a babysitter looking after the kids. I think the time limit was kind of awkward and it made things happen a lot quicker than any of us would have liked. Nonetheless, this was happening.

We came back to ours, opened some beers and kind of relaxed a bit, chatting and resting from the heat outside. He was on one of the couches with me and my husband was on the other one. And then he (let's call him Derek) said, "so, how does this usually happen, guys?" since we told him we have had a few experiences with girls and couples before. Husband laughed and I knew it was all on me. So I said, "I guess it may as well be me," and I kissed Derek. He was quite fun to kiss, his face was a lot rougher than I've been used to for a while, because of the beard, but it was rather fun anyway, the difference.

“What are the limits?” He looked at me, then at my husband. Both of us kind of shrugged, unsure.

“I guess we’ll find them as we go along then.” He resumed kissing me, his tongue playing against mine.

His hands very quickly found themselves under my dress, kneading my ass, caressing my thighs. I looked up at my husband and asked him if he wanted to come join us yet, but he said he was enjoying the view. He then left to get another drink and when he came back, my dress was off and Derek was running his hands all over my body.

Now, my husband is thirty, but he's never been the manliest of men, partly something that actually attracts me to him a lot. I love boyish and pretty guys.

Derek, on the other hand, was completely different, very much a man's man - very handsome, tall (a good head taller than me) and very strong, so being manhandled a little bit was very exciting. He smelled so good, fresh and tangy, despite the heat outside.

I could feel his cock straining against his shorts, so I undid his belt and slipped my hand inside his briefs. He was rock hard as I stroked him. I got on my knees and took him in my mouth, once again a different sensation, even though size-wise they were pretty similar. The texture was different and the way his belly smelled when I took him in deep, heady and warm. He reached forward and unclasped my bra with a practiced hand. I shrugged out of and let go of him so he could look at me. He bit his lip and leaned forward to fondle my breasts, gentle and a little unsure. I put my hand over one of his and squeezed, encouraging; I love my breasts being played with.

We headed to the bedroom, where my panties were off pretty quickly and he before I knew it, he was on his knees in front of me, eating me out, skillful and attentive, if a little too eager at first. The beard scratched a little, but I liked the rough of it, arching my back as he rubbed the lips with his thumb. Husband kissed me and pushed Derek's head down on my pussy, making us both moan. I was so very very wet, when Derek slid two fingers in me and by then, I was so turned on, it didn't take very long for me to come. He didn’t stop when he knew I came, he kept going and so I came again, stronger this time, half moaning, half screaming, my hand holding on to his hair.

As I was shuddering and trying to make my brain work again after the orgasm, the guys kissed. Holy fuck, it was one of the hottest things I've ever seen. I guess it's kind of like seeing two girls make out for a guy, but that got me going pretty good once again. But here I was naked and already having come twice and the guys still had clothing on. I moved to start undressing them and they helped, realising the ridiculousness of their attire for the situation.

Derek had a great body, broad shoulders, lean muscle, fit and tight like a downhill biker should be, but not so muscular that it seemed like he worked specifically on his body. Both husband and I looked him up and down and exchanged a cheeky grin; the guy was pretty hot. His cock was standing erect and there was not a single hair anywhere near his crotch, it looked like everything had been lasered, which was rather new to both of us. The skin felt so smooth and soft and I loved his little sighs and moans when I kissed his inner thighs and gave his cock a couple of teasing licks.

I pushed him back onto the bed and went down on him, him thrusting up and moaning. I love giving head and I love it even more when guys moan when I’m doing it. This was perfect, his cock was exactly the right size for me to be able to deep throat him and looking up at him, you could see he was having a fantastic time, biting his lip and holding back the moans as much as he could. This got me pretty excited again and I let go of him to look at my husband who was lying next to us and enjoying the show, stroking himself.

I asked him to fuck me as I was going down on Derek, but husband shook his head, he was only semi-hard, not because it wasn’t exciting, I knew it was, but more of a little anxiety of having a man on his own in our bedroom for the first time. I went back to sucking Derek’s cock, feeling myself getting even wetter as he grasped at the sheets, wishing someone would fuck me soon.

Then Derek reached and stroked my husband’s cock, them locking eyes in a very intense and sexy way. I let go of his cock to get a better vantage point and using this opportunity, Derek moved closer to my husband and went down on him. It was rather a spectacular view and definitely something new.

My husband moaned and tried for sixty nine with him, lying on their sides, but their height difference just made it awkward so they soon gave up, but it was still pretty hot to watch. I loved how excited both of them seemed about it, too, it wasn’t just a show. I helped my husband a little, licking Derek’s balls and part of his cock, half kissing my husband as I was doing it.

Now my husband was pretty hard, so he moved himself behind me, pushed me back towards Derek, knowing I love going down on someone whilst being pounded, and went to town. I’ve still got bruises where he gripped me, fucking away.

As he tired out a little, he let go of me and lay on his side, watching me lick the head of Derek’s cock and stroke the shaft. I still wanted more, so I looked up at Derek and asked if I could put a condom on him and fuck him. He swallowed and nodded.

There was a little scramble of limbs as I reached towards the bedside table to get a condom and we laughed a little, saying how none of us have had to do this much in recent years and I wondered if I’d put it on wrong and husband laughed and said that I had a fifty-fifty chance of that. It went on right and I straddled him and lowered myself onto him, his hands gripping my hips, probably intensifying those potential bruises.

It felt pretty goddamn good to ride him. I loved that I’d just been fucked by my husband and now I was getting more, not something that happens very often after he tires out and takes a break. It felt so good and his hands sliding over my body felt amazing.

He looked up at me and put his hand on my neck, drawing me down to him and kissed me, deeply but gently. “You’re gorgeous,” he said and caressed my cheek. “What would you like?”

I knew what I wanted. “I want you to get behind me and fuck me good,” I told him and he obliged. I got on my hands and knees and positioned my face over my husband’s ready cock and Derek slid into me, holding my hips like his life depended on it.

There’s a reason this is my favourite position in a MMF threesome. I love sucking cock and I love being savagely fucked from behind. This was it. This was when I just couldn’t stop coming and coming and coming. Every time Derek pushed into me, my husband’s cock drove deeper in my throat. My husband later told me the rhythm of the fucking alone nearly made him come in my mouth. I was sad that he didn’t, but we saved that for later.

Derek was so strong, I felt tiny against him, being completely manhandled and fucked and feeling amazing for it.

By this point, we were all exhausted and I asked for a break. They laughed and let me lie down, all of us breathing hard. Neither of them had come so far, but I knew they enjoyed it.

Unfortunately this is when Derek remembered about the time and sure enough, he had to head off. He kissed both of us goodbye and wished us happy fucking.

That’s pretty much it for the night, I’m sad we didn’t have much time, but we’ve been emailing back and forth about all the things we want to do to each other, like him being fucked by my husband and going down on me, or me getting fucked and getting head at the same time… needless to say it’s been a sexually-charged couple of days. Seeing him again very soon, can't wait!