Written by Iluvtouching

Fact
12 Mar 2016


She and I have been on a protracted and most enjoyable journey of exploration. We’ve done a lot of chatting about the kinds of things and the kinds of people that we like (and don’t!), and have spent some fun times together, as we have explored what we enjoy, what we want to try out, and what we would prefer not to experience.

He and I had started chatting though emails here on the site, having seen each other active in the Forum and elsewhere, about the kinds of things that we are interested in, and there appeared to be a lot of overlap in our interests. And somewhere during the conversation, “Her” name came up! It turned out that he had also been chatting to her, again about similar stuff, but that they had never met in person. I then met him for a chat over lunch one day, and that meeting confirmed the impression that I had gained of him – that he was a real gentleman, shy, unassuming, quiet and “decent”. As he is also not getting as much at home as he would have liked, we have quite a lot in common. Obviously, our conversation turned to “her”, and it transpired that he was very keen to actually meet her, but had been too shy to propose meeting up. I undertook to try and get this to happen.

When I mentioned to her that I had been chatting to him, and that he and I were keen to get together with her, and I gave her my impressions of him, she confirmed that she was also keen to meet with him. So now all we needed to do was find a suitable date! And with three busy schedules, that wasn’t easy! But we finally managed to find a date when we could meet up for breakfast.

In discussing arrangements, we agreed among ourselves that there should be no expectation of any play – we were just meeting up (them, for the first time) to chat about our interests, and to see if there was any “chemistry” between us. But obviously the prospect of actually getting to “play” was always there as a possibility, and served to heighten the vibe between us. She and I agreed - she would be the one to decide if we were going to take it any further than just chatting over breakfast. It would be her call. But we would all come prepared, in case it progressed to that level… And we all made sure that we had kept our diaries open for the rest of the day, in case...!!

On the day of our breakfast date at the Dros, I was the last to arrive by a few minutes. As I drove in I saw him sitting at a table outside the restaurant (they were still cleaning up inside after the night before!), and then I saw her car in the carpark, and went and parked next to her. She looked up from her phone and smiled at me as I pulled in (she was sending me a message saying she had just arrived). We hugged and kissed briefly in the carpark, and she confessed that she was feeling really nervous about this! I told her I was a tad nervous myself, but reassured her that nothing would happen if she didn’t want it to. We walked over to where he was seated, and I introduced them to each other.

We found a quiet table in the near-empty restaurant, where we could talk freely, while the staff continued cleaning up around us. The conversation started off with the usual polite day-to-day topics, but soon it turned to the more interesting and raunchy topic of our respective naughty experiences, and our inhibitions started to evaporate. We had to wait quite a while for our breakfast, but that gave us a great opportunity to chat and get comfortable with each other.

As we finished eating, I looked across at her and asked, “Well, do you need to go back to work now, or should we go somewhere else?” This was pre-arranged between her and I, the opportunity for her to claim that she needed to “go back to work” if she felt that this wasn’t going to work out. But she smiled and flushed and said “I’m very happy to go somewhere else!”, and my adrenaline levels jumped!

I knew of a venue not too far away that we could rent for the rest of the day, so I phoned to check that we could get a chalet, and then led the way there. We parked outside, each of us had an overnight bag which we brought in, and we moved inside.

The chalet was a two-bedroom unit, the second bedroom with two single beds was opposite the bathroom, and the main with a double bed, was down a twisty passage. I wandered down the passage looking for the main bedroom, put my bag down in a corner and stripped off to my jocks, expecting the other two to join me there. I then heard her flushing the toilet, and then the two of them chatting, so I wandered back down the passage to see where they were and what they were up to. I got to the open door of the second bedroom in time to bump into her coming out, stark naked, on her way to the shower! The two of them had put their bags down in the second bedroom, and undressed there.

She and I embraced in the passage, we kissed, and I cupped one of her boobs in my hand, and started teasing the nipple. He was still undressing on the other side of the far bed, watching us. She headed off into the shower, and I followed her into the bathroom, and chatted and watched her showering through the glass shower door. I washed my own equipment at the hand basin, having showered just before leaving home, as had he. Once she was clean and dry again, I led us all through to the main bedroom.

This was now unfamiliar territory for all of us! I had been in a couple of threesome encounters before. She had recently been in a MFF threesome (and one forgettable MMF threesome years ago as a student, when two male fellow students had gotten her drunk and jointly taken advantage of her). He had apparently never been in a threesome before. The three of us had never been together and naked before – and the two of them had only just met for the first time a couple of hours ago! There was some nervousness, and a lot of sexual tension, as we looked at each other, each wondering what to do first.

I got onto the bed, and lay on my back off to one side, indicating to her to lie next to me in the middle of the bed. She joined me, and I put my arm around her and drew her close, and started to kiss her passionately. I could feel her heart pounding in her chest due to her nerves. Our mouths were hungry for each other, as we had not been together for a long time. I fondled her breasts, feeling her nipples instantly responding to my touch, and then moved down to finger her pussy. She has previously gotten really wet when I have touched her, and today was no exception. Although she had just showered and dried herself, her pussy was wet and juicy. Apparently she had become really wet in anticipation, just during our raunchy chatting over breakfast! As I fingered her pussy, he was lying next to her on the other side, sucking on one of her boobs. And she had each of us by our cocks, slowly wanking us.

We took it in turns, kissing her and sucking on her nipples, and she soon orgasmed for the first time from my rubbing on her clit. At some point he turned around on the bed, lying with his head at the foot of the bed, so that he could have a better view of me rubbing her clit. As I stroked her clit, he inserted a finger (or two!) and vigorously frigged her pussy, and she soon came again from our joint attentions. We continued in this manner for a while, and she orgasmed again and again!

I then decided it was time for something different. I moved into position so that I could lick that delectable silky-smooth pussy, and he moved back up to kiss her and give her boobs his full attention while she resumed wanking his big cock. Her clit was very engorged from all the loving care it had been receiving, and I lapped at it and then drew it in between my lips and sucked gently. I licked with my tongue at her wet slit, tasting her juices, revelling in her wetness, opened her pussy with my tongue and pushed in as far as I could. She moaned in delight, as I enjoyed the opportunity to pleasure her in this way. As I increased the speed and pressure of my tongue-strokes on her clit, she came yet again with a loud moan and a shudder which shook the bed.

While I had been attending to her pussy in this way, lying on my stomach half off the bed, my own erection had subsided a bit. After she came under my tongue, I crawled back up the bed so that I was lying beside her again. She had her knees raised, and, lying on my side, I angled across so that my cock was close to her pussy, and gently wanked it back to full strength, rubbing the tip along her slit. As my erection returned, I gently pushed against her slit, just loving the feel of her wetness.

This was actually very naughty of me, as we had agreed when discussing arrangements that we would all “play safe” if we decided to go all the way. She was looking into my eyes as I got closer and closer to pushing into her pussy. I asked the question with my eyes, are you okay with this?, and she seemed to signal her agreement. I was concerned that if I pulled out and stopped to put on a condom, it would break the moment and I might lose my erection again, and so I pushed in gently, but as deep as I could go. She did not resist, in fact assisting by tilting her pelvis to improve the angle. My thumb found her clit again, and I applied a very gentle pressure to her clit as I started to pump harder and faster. He meanwhile had moved up the bed so that I could have free access down below, and continued sucking on her boobs as she continued to wank him. From the combined stimulation of my thumb on her clit and my thrusting and his attentions to her nipples, she soon came yet again, and I soon spurted into her pussy.

Up to now, I had been enjoying most of the “action”, and now at last it was his turn. He asked if she would enjoy doing it in doggy position, to which she happily agreed. The true gentleman that he is, he remembered our “rules”, and asked if she wished him to use a condom; she asked if he would, please. He got one out, and she helped him roll it on. It was a tight fit! She then knelt on all fours and turned across the bed. He knelt behind her and lined up to enter, but the mattress was unstable and the height was not ideal, so he stood rather on the floor next to the bed and she shuffled back towards him, her bum in the air, her head above my lap. He pushed in gently, all the way in, and then started thrusting slowly, gently, long slow strokes to begin with. She panted as she took his thrusts, then lowered her head onto my thighs, her face turned towards me, and closed her eyes.

He started to wind up a bit, thrusting powerfully into her pussy, and I noticed as she winced a bit. As he continued I saw her bite her lip, and then a tear appeared in the corner of her eye. And then she sobbed out loud – he heard her, and immediately stopped thrusting. We were both concerned at her apparent discomfort, and asked what was happening, as I stroked her shoulder to console her.

With all that we had already done, and her having cum so many times already, she admitted that she was just too sore and tender for him to continue. Her tears were tears of frustration rather than pain, as she so desperately wanted him to enjoy himself, to cum too. But his cock was considerably thicker than mine, and she has a very tight pussy, and with her tenderness the discomfort levels were just more than she could bear. He reckoned he was still a long way from being ready to cum, and he did not want to cause her any more discomfort. He and she were both apologising to each other, she offering to try to keep going, but out of his concern for her he felt it best just to stop. Such a gentleman! They lay in each other’s arms and hugged, and we both caressed and reassured her. He was feeling bad that he had “hurt her,” she was feeling bad that she hadn’t been able to accommodate him, give him fulfilment…

Having been there enjoying ourselves together for a good few hours already, with me having cum, and her too tender to do anything more, we decided then to call it a day. We showered and dressed and enjoyed a cold drink sitting around the kitchen table, before going our separate ways.

Despite the way the threesome ended up, we are all still very good friends. He and she are still trying to find a date when they can get together on their own, when he can be really gentle with her, and she can enjoy his big dick without all the multiple orgasms to wear her out beforehand! And she and I are also trying to find a suitable date in our busy schedules, as we also plan to have a further session on our own. And then perhaps we’ll do another threesome session sometime, and this time he can go first…

This was another step along our wonderful journey of exploration, where we really enjoyed having someone join us, and we are still enjoying the route!! And we ain’t finished yet!


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