Joan’s True MFM Threesome Stories
By: Date: 2023.05.21. Categories: Just Swinger Stories Tags: , , ,

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.”

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