Tag: MMF

Adam, the one that didn’t work out.

Troy has a friend name Adam who I find quite attractive.  He isn’t your typical good looking guy.  He has a shaved head and a rugged looking face.  He also works out a lot and has impressive pecs and biceps.  Something about a large muscular chest that pinches my clit.

Anyway, I mentioned this to Troy and told him that I would like to do him.  I was willing to do the two of them together or just Adam if Troy was OK with it.  I should point out that Adam is not one of Troy’s best friend just someone that he met playing basketball.  I met him at a barbecue we hosted last summer.

So Troy talked to Adam one day after some basketball and a few drinks.  Adam agreed but made it clear he didn’t want Troy to participate.  The idea of touching another man’s naked body really bothered him.  Troy agreed and we got together at our house one Saturday night.

We started with dinner.  I dressed in a little black dress with no underwear on.  Adam was looking lasciviously at me all through dinner and he didn’t eat very much.  During dinner he confirmed the agreement with me.  Not long after dinner we retired to the bedroom where Adam proceeded to attack me.  Not in a bad way.  I like it when men lose some control.  And that’s what Adam was – out of control.

He almost ripped my dress off and quickly jumped all over my body, kissing my breasts, my neck, squeezing various parts of my body, some a bit too hard.  As he removed his clothes, I saw that his cock was very similar to Troy’s, maybe a bit thicker.  I grabbed it quickly, got him on his back and began to give him a blow job.  While I was doing this he began to talk to Troy who was sitting in a chair nearby naked and pulling on his own cock.

“So, Troy, is your wife too much for you to handle?  She is one sex kitten.  What’s the problem with you though?  You’d rather watch her with me and pull your own pud.  Well don’t you worry, I’ll give your wife something to remember.”  We reversed places and Adam when down on me.  His tongue darted inside of me and he followed that up with a pasting of my clit.  His tongue was stiff as he rubbed me hard and fast.

Troy tried to explain how he loved his wife and would do anything – ANYTHING – to see her happy.  But Adam didn’t get this.  As Adam moved off my pussy and toward a missionary position, he lifted my legs and penetrated me.  As he fucked me he was saying things to me that disrespected Troy.

“How does this feel baby.  I’ll bet you like the feel of a bigger cock than Troy’s inside you.  Or maybe he just can’t last.  Is that the problem?  Is he a premature ejaculator?”  Those last  words dripped off his tongue, sopping with sarcasm.

“Shhh,” I said, paying more attention to how his thick cock felt.  It was thicker and I could feel the difference.  I wrapped my legs around his back and pulled him deeper.  I wasn’t sure how Adam was doing – maybe he would like the humiliation – but I was focused on myself.  It wasn’t long before Adam came in the condom I made him wear.  In spite of his big talk, he lasted only about 10 minutes.

“Okay, move out and over, Adam.  My turn.”  Troy came between my legs with his head and hands.  Licking me perfectly and pushing three fingers deep inside me.  He knows how to bring me to an orgasm.  Just as I started my orgasm he moved on top and penetrated me.  It is nice to have a partner who knows your secret places and rhythms.  Troy did not last long inside me but I was gripping and throbbing around his tool the whole time.

“I can see now why your wife needs another man!”  Adam laughed unaware of how satisfying Troy’s ministrations to me were.

After Adam left, Troy told me that he did not enjoy the chiding from Adam.  It made him feel small and very uncomfortable.  We decided we would not invite Adam back.  Troy enjoys it when he is being humiliated in front of my women friends as we’ve done a few times, but he clearly did not enjoy another man’s disrespectful comments.

Have others in my situation found this dichotomy?



To say that we have an open marriage would be a mistake.  Troy is not allowed to exercise his sexual freedom although I do give him quite a bit of sexual satisfaction.   I might even let him have another woman someday if it pleases me.  But it is about my pleasure first.  It was Troy who confessed to a desire to see me with another man first and before proceeding down that path with him, I made it clear that this would not be a two way street.

Since then I have allowed him to watch me take another man.  I have allowed him to participate and at times have had more than two men attend to me.  I have also taken a man alone without Troy but to be honest I did not enjoy this as much as you would imagine.  There was something about being alone with another man that felt to me like cheating.  While having Troy there even if he is just watching and not directly participating, makes it feel different.  His approval is explicit.  In fact, he enjoys my dalliances.  I can see the lust in his eyes when another man is exciting me.  I don’t know that I understand where this feeling springs in him but it turns me on in a way that just being with another doesn’t.

I feel that we are still in the early stages of our exploration.  Unfortunately real life doesn’t always provide a lot of opportunity.  I am looking forward to our next vacation and the possibilities that might bring.

The Beginning

The Beginning

Troy, my husband, told me one day that he had fantasies of watching me with another man.  I had never actually considered this since I grew up believing that marriage was exclusive.  However, we began to talk about it, usually when I was rubbing his cock and balls.  I admitted I had a fantasy about being with two men.  He didn’t like the idea of any man on man action and I assured him that I wanted to be the center of attention.

Eventually we began to plot how to actually do it and one weekend spent in a good distance from where we lived.  We separated at a nearby bar and I flirted and danced with an attractive young man. Toward the end of the evening I introduced him to Troy and we invited him back to our hotel room.  He hesitated – another homophobic man – until we assured him that was not our intent.  Actually it didn’t take much convincing.

Back at the hotel room, the two of them made love to me.  Both at the start which was just amazing.  Four hands, two mouths all over me.  I didn’t give nearly as much as I received but no one complained.  Then individually, first the stranger, then my husband, then the stranger a second time, fucked me crazy for an hour or two.  Seemed like forever.  I never had so many orgasms in one session before.  I was never so excited.  It was then that I knew there was no turning back.  I loved it too much.