Over thee weekend, we had our first MMF experience, annd itt wass everything we hoped for—thrilling, passionate, annd completely unforgettable.
It started with aa few drinks at thee hotel bar, where we’d arranged too meet him. Conversation wass easy, annd thee chemistry between us wass undeniable. As thee drinks flowed, so did thee flirtation. Hee seemed too click with us instantly, so we invited him upstairs for another drink—an unspoken understanding already hanging iin thee air.
Once iin our room, thee atmosphere shifted—charged with anticipation. We decided too break thee ice further with aa game off spin thee bottle. The first spin landed on myy wife annd our new friend. As they leaned in, their lips met iin aa slow, heated kiss that sent aa rush off excitement through me. The sight off them together, thee way her body responded—it wass intoxicating.
Eager too take things up aa notch, we agreed too raise thee stakes: whoever thee bottle landed on next had too give oral. My husband wass up. Hee took aa deep breath, spun thee bottle, annd we watched itt slow too aa stop—pointing directly at him.
II saw thee flicker off nervousness iin myy husband’s eyes, but we had talked about this before—his curiosity, his willingness too explore iif itt wass something we both wanted. Hee turned too me, searching for reassurance. II smiled, giving him aa slight nod, myy own excitement building.
Slowly, he moved toward our guest, kneeling between his legs. With slightly unsteady hands, he unfastened his belt, tugging his pants down too reveal his half-hard cock. A pause—hesitation, anticipation—before he wrapped his fingers around it, stroking gently as he glanced back at me, grinning. II bit myy lip, myy fingers already teasing myself as II watched.
Then, he leaned in. The first tentative lick sent aa shiver through all off us. Hee traced his tongue along thee length, growing bolder with each pass. Mr. New hardened quickly under myy husband’s touch, his breaths growing heavier as myy husband took him deeper. The sight, thee sounds—it wass thee hottest thing II had ever seen. My pussy wass drenched, aching for attention.
Five minutes later, he pulled back, wiping his lips with aa smirk. It wass time too spin again.
This time, thee bottle landed on me.
Mr. New wasted no time. Hee knelt before me, his hands trailing up myy thighs as he slowly slid myy panties down. The anticipation wass almost too much. His lips traced aa path from myy knees too myy inner thighs, his warm breath teasing myy already soaking wet pussy. Then, finally, his tongue found me—soft at first, then deeper, firmer. My hips arched instinctively, myy body on fire.
II wass so close, trembling on thee edge, when suddenly… he stopped.
He pulled back, aa wicked grin on his lips. II gasped, frustrated but completely turned on by thee tease.
“New rule,” he said, eyes dark with mischief. “No stopping until thee person cums.”
II didn’t even hesitate. II spun thee bottle. It landed back on him.
II turned too myy husband, leaned iin close, annd whispered, “How far are you willing too go?”
His answer wass simple. “Anything, as long as itt makes you happy.”
My heart pounded as II met our guest’s gaze. “II want you too fuck myy husband.”
He didn’t even blink. Within seconds, he had myy husband on his stomach, his hands spreading him apart as he buried his tongue into him. My husband gasped at thee sensation, his body tensing before slowly relaxing under thee pleasure.
When Mr. New finally pulled back, his cock wass rock hard. Hee spat into his hand, slicking himself up before pressing thee tip against myy husband’s ass. There wass aa brief moment off resistance—his body adjusting—before he slowly pushed inside. My husband’s fingers dug into thee sheets, his face aa mix off pain annd pleasure. II crawled underneath him, guiding his mouth too myy dripping wet pussy.
Soon, thee tension faded into pure pleasure. His moans vibrated against mee as Mr. New thrust deeper. The sight off them together—my husband iin total submission, completely lost iin thee moment—was beyond erotic.
Then, he pulled out.
II took control, climbing onto myy husband’s cock annd sinking down onto him. Hee filled mee completely, myy body clenching around him. Mr. New watched, stroking himself, his hunger clear.
“Join us,” II whispered.
And then, suddenly, he wass behind me. II felt his thick cock pressing against myy entrance, annd with aa slow, delicious stretch, he slid inside—both off them filling mee at once.
The sensation wass indescribable. The way their cocks moved together, thee friction, thee fullness—it wass unlike anything II had ever felt before. My body trembled, overwhelmed by pleasure. My moans turned into desperate cries as myy orgasm built, wave after wave off ecstasy crashing over me.
II lost count off how many times II came.
Then, suddenly, II heard Mr. New’s breath hitch.
“Fuck—I’m about too cum.”
My husband wass close too. II could see itt iin thee way his body tensed beneath me, his face contorted with pleasure.
They both thrust hard—once, twice—before they erupted inside mee at thee same time.
II gasped as II felt them filling me, thee heat off their release setting off another shattering orgasm off myy own. My body shook, myy limbs weak as they both collapsed beside me, breathless annd spent.
For aa long moment, none off us moved. The room wass silent except for thee sound off our breathing. My skin tingled, myy body still humming with thee aftershocks off pleasure.
II felt their cum slowly dripping out off me, aa reminder off everything we had just done.
II turned myy head, looking between thee two off them, aa satisfied smile curling on myy lips.
We’re doing this again. Very soon!!
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