Monday, March 28, 2011

Threeway, Part 2: 1,2,3...

The question: how does a girl introduce her boyfriend of a couple of months to her husband? Some would say the answer is over drinks - after all, the alcohol will serve as a lubricant. My answer was to do it over me and for lubricant? Well...ditto. We decided to meet at the club where I first met the Boyfriend, the hope being that the evening would click so that a threeway would ensue...and so the Husband and I became sex tourists of a sort and went on a little road trip.


The Husband and I were already sitting at the bar when I looked up and saw the Boyfriend walking towards us, giggling to myself when I noted he was wearing a shirt oddly similar to one the Husband was wearing. I introduced them, they shook hands and we made a little polite conversation. So far, so good.


After a little while I relaxed: it wasn't cosy like old friends over dinner, but it was working: the Husband was fine, the Boyfriend seemed fine, I didn't want to throw myself off the roof. Spectacular win. Eventually conversation among the three of us turned to conversation among a number of couples, particularly one - a hot blonde who might well be a kindred spirit (yes, another slutty blonde with an eye for the gentlemen) and her very hot husband. I think that seeing the normalcy of it all was a good thing for the Husband - this was his first foray into a new world and he was quite enjoying meeting people and being able to talk freely about this interesting new journey on which we find ourselves.


Initially I stuck next to the Husband: holding hands, being affectionate, demonstrating to him that I was there with him. But as the Husband immersed himself more in conversation with the hot blonde's hot husband I engaged a little more with the Boyfriend... moving closer, touching him little while talking to others in the group, a light kiss, a stoke on the leg - wanting to say hello a little, but also wanting to give the Husband a bit of a preview and judge his reaction. Hubby didn't break stride.


After some time spent mingling I checked in with the Husband and a few minutes later with the Boyfriend: shall we adjourn to the back?


And they both said...yes. Well, well, well.


We went back to the locker room to disrobe, a situation I suspect was less uncomfortable for me than for them , and we went back to one of the private rooms with a nice big bed, shutting the door for a little privacy. So, now what?


Wearing nothing but a towel and my wedding ring I sat down on the bed with the Boyfriend. I gestured to the Husband to join us but he declined - partially testing the emotional waters I suspect, but also fulfilling a fantasy of watching his slutty little wife in action (I know, what a pervert!).


I leaned in to kiss the Boyfriend slowly and softly - rushing was not the order of the day. The Husband told me later he was surprised that we did not touch each other more aggressively at first. (My response: "its called foreplay". His response: a really dirty look).


At first we just kissed: just two lovers enjoying each other...um, you know, two lovers, in a sex club, with her husband watching. Cognisant of the audience, we started slowly touching each other - I ran my hands over his arms and he brought his fingers up to my nipples. I looked over at the Husband to check in - he nodded that he was ok...and so I moved forward. I kissed the Boyfriend's shoulders, his neck, his chest and I began to work my way down...


Now the Husband has often said that he wants to watch me suck cock, but imagining a porny scene while wanking and seeing the mouth that kisses your kids good night with a strange cock in it are two very different things. With that in mind as I kissed my way progressively lower on the Boyfriend I looked over at the Husband with a question in my eyes and he, I kid you not, gave me a thumbs up. Have I told you I adore my husband?


That was a clear enough sign for me, clearly we didn't need to discuss, and so I moved forward, sliding the Boyfriend's delightful cock in my mouth and listening to those oh so lovely noises he makes when I do. He let me have my way with him for a few minutes but then he switched it up - moving me onto my back and lowering his face between my legs, licking me softly - with my husband watching with delight. I mean, really, does it get better for me? My two best guys naked and at my disposal? Win/win.


With that in mind: enough with the watching. I patted the bed beside me: husband come here. And the Husband did just that: kissing my neck and working his way down to take my nipple in his mouth. There I was, a man with a delightful tongue on either side of me, being licked and touched and biting my own lip in delight and anticipation, looking forward to what was to come...and then...well then, darlings, there was a knock on the door...

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Threeway: the Husband, the Boyfriend and me

According to my lunch companions today, the complexities of inviting your boyfriend into your marital bed and your husband into your um...un-marital bed should not be lightly discounted.

So now that the threeway that the Husband, the Boyfriend and I have been discussing is coming to fruition, I find myself as nervous as a cat (or pussy if you will) on a hot tin roof.

The Husband is at best a reluctant warden at the minimum security prison: he just isn't sure there shouldn't be higher walls and armed guards. A girl can get the occasional day pass on good behaviour, but those are privileges, not rights, and good behaviour is an alarmingly ill-defined and subjective concept. I wonder, can he handle watching me fuck someone else? Watching me fuck someone else that he knows I fuck when he isn't watching.? Will he read danger in every meeting of the eyes and every non-orgasm focused touch?

The Boyfriend is a more experienced poly, but I am among a limited class of girlfriends as opposed to hook-ups. I am fairly certain has never watched his girlfriend fuck her own husband, has never been a participant in - or at least a witness to - the marital bed of a woman who enthusiastically warms his own. I mean really, whose cuckolding fantasy is this anyway? (Quick answer: both. That's what the sluts call win/win.)

My fear is that I perhaps risk our connection by letting him see too much. That I am, in his eyes, a more delightful version of myself - the younger blonde seductress, the blogger with the sexy pictures (yes, he reads), the mistress. Will I be less interesting or attractive to him if he sees me as someone's over-fucked, much-penetrated, slutty wife - even if it isn't his own?

Emotional complexities aside, from my point of view the key question is: what is a girl to do with all that cock? And what if I do it wrong? I don't want to disappoint or embarrass either of these men that I so adore. Also, I suspect that on some level the success of this evening will determine the extent of the freedom I am allowed in the near future - with all the fucking I have been doing, hubby wants to see what is in this situation for him. No simple threeway this.

I also find myself filled with odd and, some would say, semi-gross questions. For example, is open-air ejaculation onto my tits within your comfort zone? Can I kiss you if he cums in my mouth? Let me tell you, there is no Miss Manners guide for this shit.

Take the uncertainty and the emotional dynamics and add to the mix that neither the Husband or I have ever had a group experience before and I am afraid there is a possibility that the Boyfriend is going to find himself awkwardly naked among the novices.

Yeah, I know, what could possibly go wrong?

And yet, with all the subtle emotional and physical complexities the lunch mates indicate I should be considering, I gotta say, I feel good about the possibilities. I am horny as hell and willing to jump on whatever..um, bandwagon comes my way. Both of these guys genuinely seem to like me: if I accidentally butt heads with anyone, drool cum, make odd vagina noises or anything of the like I think I will be able to laugh it off - or at least survive.

The bottom line is: I like them both, I trust them both and I feel comfortable with them both...oh, and both of them can make me cum hard. As I said, what could possibly go wrong?