True Story - from Joan
February 2, 2000

Dear Joan,

IT HAS HAPPENED!  Ben and I have experienced our first MFM... and let me tell
you, it was AMAZING! I really must thank you for your help and advice. If I can
collect my thoughts, I'll try to tell you how things happened.

As I mentioned in my previous e-mail, Ben and I planned to attend a party on
Australia Day, organized by a few of his workmates. Lawrence was also going to
be present. We decided that the best thing to do would be to just let the
evening progress, and see if Lawrence approached me again with a view to taking
up where we left off on New Year's Eve. We also decided that we would not tell
Lawrence about our plans for an MFM threesome, but rather let him think that it
occurred on the spur of the moment.

We made arrangements for the kids to stay at Ben's parents for the night as we
would be out for the evening. The kids are capable of looking after themselves,
but we wanted an empty house in case we were able to entice Lawrence back for a
drink after the party.

About 6 pm, Ben and I began to get ready for the party. I decided to wear
something casual and simple. I chose a summer dress which came to just above my
knees, nothing too provocative. I also wore just a bra and panties for the
occasion, completing my attire with stockings and a blue garter belt to match
my dress. Ben as usual was wearing jeans and a casual shirt. As we dressed, we
talked about the night ahead... and both of us became excited and eager with
anticipation. I felt myself getting moist between my legs, and we hadn't even
gone out yet.

We arrived at the party around 7.30 pm, and immediately began to mingle in the
crowd. The plan was to wait for a while to see what Lawrence would do. At first
I couldn't see Lawrence anywhere, but after about 15 minutes I saw him standing
in a corner talking to a pretty blonde-haired woman about his age, 25 or so. I
then lost sight of him for a short time, and the next thing I know he was
standing beside me with a drink for me.

Almost immediately he began to flirt with me, taking up where he left off on
New Year's Eve. I was quickly at ease with him, fascinated by his sexuality and
confidence. As we talked, I relaxed further... and Lawrence seemed to sense
this. He began to run his hands up and down my arms, getting more familiar as
time went on. He asked me to dance and I accepted. We moved out into the middle
of the room among the crowd of other dancers, and as the song was a slow one,
Lawrence took me in his arms as we began to dance.

As we danced, Lawrence started to rub his hands along my body, up my sides near
my breasts, across my lower back. Then he also gently rubbed my ass. As we
continued dancing, Lawrence became more and more familiar, touching me
everywhere. He was whispering in my ear how much he had loved touching me on
New Year's Eve, and how he would like to continue where he left off. I was fast
becoming aroused, and was a bit worried that any of Ben's or my friends were
seeing what Lawrence was doing to me.

We were dancing in a somewhat dark area of the room. Very discretely, Lawrence
undid two buttons at the top of my dress, and pushed his hand inside. He took
my breast in his hand and began to squeeze and play with the nipple through my
bra. I must admit it... it felt nice, and I also felt his erection through his
jeans as he pressed himself against me as we danced.

I unconsciously started to press back. I was becoming more aroused by the
second, and Lawrence suddenly leaned forward and kissed me passionately, his
left arm around my waist and his right hand continuing to caress my breast. The
music stopped and we broke apart. I was slightly breathless as we returned to
our seats, knowing that our plan appeared to be working.

The rest of the evening went by in a kind of blur as Lawrence continued to
flatter me. He did not miss any opportunity to caress some part of my body. I
was becoming so hot. Every now and again, Ben would come back to see how
Lawrence and I were getting along. I could tell that Ben was becoming excited
at the sight of Lawrence coming on to me.

The party began to wind down about midnight, and as Ben and I prepared to
leave, we invited Lawrence back to our place for another drink. He readily
accepted. I traveled home with Ben, and along the way we discussed the evening,
and what we expected from Lawrence's visit. We both decided that we had no
regrets about the way things had progressed so far, and were looking forward to
things progressing further at home. Lawrence followed in his car.

At home we all went inside, and Ben made us all a drink and put on some quiet
soothing music. Lawrence sat down in an armchair behind me while I was looking
at the view out of our lounge room window. Ben returned with my drink, and came
and stood behind me, his hands on my hips. I leaned back against him, and
became aware of his excitement when I felt his erection against my ass.

I moved my ass against his hardness and he sighed and pushed closer, his hands
circling my waist to hold me. Ben kissed my neck, and I closed my eyes and lay
my head back upon his shoulder. His hips rolled gently against me in slow,
small movements. No one spoke. I think that we could all feel the sexual
tension in the air, and none of us wanted to break the magic. I remained
leaning against Ben while his hands went upward and covered my breasts through
my dress. He licked my ear and nuzzled my neck, and for a moment I forgot that
we were not alone.

Ben continued to caress my breasts with his left hand while his right slid down
over my dress and went between my legs. His fingers rubbed me there, and I
moaned softly, moving myself between his fingers that covered my vagina and his
erection that pressed against my ass.

I heard Lawrence move in his chair, and I opened my eyes, realizing that we
were not alone, but Ben continued to hold and caress me. I looked over my
shoulder and saw that Lawrence was looking on with undisguised lust in his
eyes. I don't think he was sure whether he should join in without our
invitation. I smiled at him, closed my eyes and lay my head back on Ben's
shoulder.

My husband began to probe between my legs with his fingers, making a wet patch
in my panties as he continued. I pushed back against his erection even harder.
Then he undid the buttons at the top of my dress, and his hand pulled my left
breast free from the cup of my bra. He thumbed the nipple and I moaned again.

I turned in his arms and put my arms around his neck, kissing him, exposing my
naked breast to Lawrence as I did so. Our mouths were open as we kissed long
and hard, our tongues dueling. Ben's hands went over my ass, caressing my
curves through the dress as he began to lift it higher and higher. I stared
across at Lawrence as he looked on and I saw him adjust his obvious erection
within the confines of his jeans.

I closed my eyes again and kissed my husband, not objecting when he lifted my
dress and his hands roamed over the flesh above my stockings and the material
of my panties. We kissed and I moved myself against his erection, his hands
continuing to caress my body. Our mouths broke apart and Ben said, "I want
you." I replied the same in just a whisper. "Here now," he said, and he led me
to the lounge opposite where Lawrence was sitting. I was nervous, it was now or
never. I was not sure whether I could stop it now anyway, things had gone too
far.

Ben knelt beside the lounge and kissed me. His hand pushed up my dress and went
between my legs to touch my wetness. I was very wet and I moaned aloud as his
fingers caressed my vagina through my panties. Then my husband pushed my dress
around my waist and his mouth kissed the flesh above my stockings. His tongue
followed the strap of my garter belt and his fingers pulled aside my panties.
Quickly his mouth covered my vagina as he began to lick and suck.

I lay back, my eyes half closed with pleasure, half open to watch Lawrence as
he sat entranced while Ben continued to lick my inflamed clitoris. I opened the
rest of the buttons on my dress, until it hung from my shoulders, and eased my
breasts out of the cups of my bra. My palms caressed them and my nipples became
hard. I noticed Lawrence begin to rub his erection through his jeans as he
continued to stare at Ben and me.

I pushed my vagina against my hubby's mouth, and he held my thighs as he licked
my clitoris. He was fast bringing me toward orgasm. The excitement of the
moment was causing a sense of urgency. I didn't fight against it. In fact I
welcomed it, putting on a show for Lawrence. I moaned more often as Ben
continued to tongue my clitoris and I began to thrash about as my orgasm
overtook me, and I cried out loud urging Ben on. As my orgasm subsided, I
noticed Lawrence stroking himself more forcefully through his jeans.

Ben pulled my panties off and threw them to at Lawrence, an unspoken invitation
for him to join us. Lawrence caught them and put them to his nose to smell my
arousal. Ben had opened his jeans by this time, and pulled them down. He
climbed on the lounge and knelt between my legs. He was wet with my juices and
I wanted to lick them from him and taste myself, but he was moving to enter my
vagina. He stroked the head of his penis along my vagina and I pushed upwards
with my hips to entice him inside.

My husband's stiff penis slipped into my wet vagina as he pushed it home and
sank upon me. As his penis went in, he let out a deep sigh and lay still until
I began to lick the smears of my vaginal juices from his chin and mouth. Ben
raised his hips and began to fuck me with strokes that were aimed at quickly
achieving a climax rather than prolonging both his and my pleasure. There was
plenty of time for that. I guess we were both intent on giving Lawrence a show.

Ben held himself above me, and I moved myself to his rhythm, encouraging him to
cum quickly. Suddenly I realized that I had become aroused again and was close
to a second orgasm. I rolled my hips against my husband, striving to rub my
clitoris against his pubic hair or pelvic bone. My fingers gripped his ass
cheeks, and I dug my nails into his flesh. In spite of our audience... or maybe
because of it... I wanted to cum.

Ben pushed his penis deeper inside me, and I arched my back and moaned as I
felt him begin to cum, his sperm flooding my vagina. I immediately began to cum
again. I tipped my head to one side and looked across at Lawrence. He sat
silently in his chair, holding my panties.

Ben got off me and straightened his clothing as I remained lying on my back. My
dress was wide open and raised, and my naked vagina was in full view of
Lawrence as I felt Ben's semen ooze out of it and begin to run down my thighs.
I put my hand between my legs and touched my clitoris with my index finger. The
touch sent shivers through my body.

Ben offered to get us another drink, and he moved into the kitchen. I
straightened myself up and stood up just as Lawrence did the same and moved
toward me. It was happening. Lawrence took me in his arms and began to kiss me.
I returned the kiss. Our tongues meshed together in the passion of the moment.

Ben quietly returned to the room and stood watching as Lawrence and I kissed.
Lawrence pushed my dress from my shoulders, and it fell to the floor. He
removed my bra and he cupped my breasts in his hands. Then he began to gently
rub them, causing my nipples to harden.

I began to unbutton his shirt and pull it from his jeans. We were kissing each
other like overheated teenagers. Lawrence lowered his head to my right breast
and began to suck the nipple, causing me to moan with desire. I saw Ben looking
on. He had his by-now-erect penis in his hand.

I put my hands on Lawrence and pulled him closer as he sucked my nipple.
Feeling rather bold by now, I then started to undo his jeans and managed to
push the zipper down. I reached inside into his briefs and began to caress his
erect penis.

Lawrence's penis was about the same size and girth as Ben's, but this was the
first time in my life that I had touched a penis other than Ben's. I pulled
Lawrence's penis free and started to stroke it softly, and he moaned as I did.
Lawrence then began to kiss me again. Our tongues darted in and out of each
other's mouth as I continued to stroke his erection.

I moved away from Lawrence slightly and took his hand. Without speaking, I led
him into our bedroom. I knew what I wanted, and decided to take the lead.  Ben
followed behind. Lawrence and I stood together at the foot of our bed and began
another deep kiss. I pushed Lawrence's shirt from his shoulders and we both
began to remove our remaining clothes. Finally Lawrence stood in just his
briefs, holding me and kissing my breasts.

Our hands roamed freely over each other's naked bodies. Lawrence moved his hand
from my breast and placed it on the opening of my vagina. I moaned with passion
as he pushed a finger inside me. We stood like that for a few seconds, and then
I turned Lawrence around so that his back was to the bed. I then slowly kissed
my way down his chest until I was kneeling in front of  him.

I took hold of his penis and stroked it gently with the tips of my fingers.
Lawrence
moaned, and as he did so, I kissed the tip of his penis and then moved away. I
then stood up and pushed him back onto the bed and moved to join him, laying
beside him and continuing to kiss and stroke him.

I saw that Ben had also removed his clothes and was standing at the side of the
bed gently stroking his erection. Lawrence again placed his hand at the
entrance to my vagina and this time pushed two fingers inside me.  He began to
push them in and out. I moved my hips to receive his fingers, and moaned
softly. I didn't want Ben to be left out of this, but I was at a loss as to
exactly how I could involve him at this stage.

I continued to move my hips to help Lawrence, to encourage him... and he began
to pump his fingers slowly in and out of my vagina. I was in ecstasy as I
thrust my hips forward to meet his fingers. I moaned and bit at Lawrence's
shoulder, and moved to rub his penis harder and faster. Ben had moved to the
end of the bed to get a better view. Lawrence moved up onto one elbow, took his
fingers from my vagina and held them to my mouth for me to suck and to taste my
juices from his fingers. Joan... It was one of the most erotic things I have
ever done.

Then Lawrence moved over me, and I moved into position under him. I pulled my
knees up and apart. My eyes closed and my hands reached around his neck as he
moved above me. Then I remembered Ben at the end of the bed, and I motioned him
to join me on the bed. He came to lay beside me and took my hand as Lawrence
was preparing to enter me. I pulled my hubby's face to me and kissed him
feverishly as I felt Lawrence reach between us and stroke my vagina.

My tongue played with my husband's tongue and our eyes met, as I felt Lawrence
slowly pushing his penis into my wet vagina. I moved my hands down Lawrence's
back to his ass cheeks and pulled at them, moving my hips up to meet his. Oh
Joan... that was the most intense feelings I have ever felt... having my
husband lay next to me and kiss me while another man's penis slid inside me. I
shiver in pleasure as I think back on it!

Suddenly I orgasmed, surprising even myself. As I did so, I pulled harder at
Lawrence. He increased the speed and intensity of his thrusts, and Ben
encouraged me to cum again. Lawrence was plunging his penis into me harder and
harder... as deep as he could. Our breathing was ragged, and I sensed that he
was about to cum inside me.

I looked up into my husband's eyes as Lawrence began to spray his seed deep
into my vagina. He pressed deeply into me. What a sensation as I felt him
cuming deep inside me. He moaned loudly as he did. My eyes closed as I felt
another orgasm sweep over me, and I cried out with pleasure. Intense feelings
of satisfaction and well-being flowed through me. Lawrence collapsed on top of
me, and then rolled off me to the side opposite Ben.

As I lay there, my loving husband moved his hand to my breasts and began to
caress them, moving his mouth to my lips for a gentle, loving kiss. Then Ben
moved over me. I pulled my knees up and apart to await his entry into my
now-sperm-filled vagina. Ben slid very easily into me, and I was able to feel
the minute differences between his penis and Lawrence's as he began to move in
and out.

As Ben continued, I thought of what he must be feeling, another man's semen
inside me. I saw a look in his face of pure lust, and I began to respond to his
thrusts. Ben picked up the pace, and before long I was experiencing one of the
most intense orgasms I have ever had as he again began to cum inside of me. I
pulled him as deeply inside of me as I could, and savoured the moment as his
sperm poured into me.

Ben laid on top of me for a few minutes, until his by-now-soft penis slipped
out of me, and he kissed me and rolled to the side. Lawrence had been watching
us, and as Ben rolled to the side, he again raised himself above me. I put my
arms around him and spread my legs for him. As I did so, I was sure my husband
would be able to see the semen dripping from my vagina.

Lawrence again lowered himself into me, and I held his neck, I began to match
him stroke for stroke with my hips. As Lawrence thrust into me, I raised my
hips to meet him and thrust forward. Our bodies began to slap together as we
continued. Both Lawrence and I started to grunt and moan as our pace increased.
I grabbed Lawrence's ass and pulled him harder into me, calling out for him to
fuck me hard, as I felt another orgasm building.

I continued to thrust my hips up at him and to pull at his ass. Suddenly
Lawrence was again cuming deep inside of me as he pushed his penis as far into
my vagina as it would go. My orgasm washed over me as Lawrence began to slow
his pace. We fell apart from each other. Joan, I was almost totally exhausted
from all the attention I was getting from Ben and Lawrence.

Ben reached for my hips and pulled me toward him. When I was underneath him, he
placed his re-hardened penis at the entrance to my vagina, saying, "I love you
for this." He again slid easily inside of me. He began to move slowly in and
out, saying words like, "You are so incredibly wet. I just love the feel of
Lawrence's semen inside you as I am fucking you."

I pulled his face to mine and began to kiss him with a passion as he continued
to move slowly in and out of me. I loved him for this. Believe it or not, I
felt myself building to another orgasm. I was amazed that I could cum so many
times in one night. Ben continued moving gently in and out of me as my peak
approached, and suddenly I was moaning aloud as I came again. Ben was not
finished yet though, and he continued to thrust in and out, and I watched his
face as he pushed in and out of my vagina. Before long he was again cuming
inside of me, and I enjoyed the feeling as his sperm was deposited deep in my
vagina.

We fell apart, both of us breathing heavily, and it was then I noticed that
there was semen on my stomach, my thighs and all over my vagina. I had been
well and truly fucked!

I looked for Lawrence and saw that he had left the room. A short time later he
returned dressed, and indicated that it was time for him to leave. He came to
the bed and gave me a kiss. He said that he had enjoyed himself immensely, and
was looking forward to the next time, but that he felt that Ben and I needed
some time alone now. I agreed and kissed him goodbye.

After Lawrence left, my husband and I lay beside each other, holding each
other, neither of us saying a word, as we drifted of to sleep. We would have a
great many things to talk about in the morning, but for now they could wait.
One thing I was sure of though, we both had enjoyed ourselves with Lawrence,
and that it would not be the last time.

Joan, that's the story so far of how Ben and I experienced our first MFM. I
must admit that I enjoyed it very much and am looking forward to repeating it.
I will keep you posted about how we go, and I would welcome any comments you
may have about what I have written above.

I have a request.  If is possible, could Ben and I have some more of your
stories to read, they are as follows: J03-WHY, J3-102, J3107, J3-120, J3-710
and JL -107. I hope you can grant this request.

I hope to hear from you soon, especially your comments about our first MFM.

All the best from Australia,

Love
Samantha.

Dear Samantha (and Ben)...

Thank you for your wonderful letter Samantha.

I was SO PLEASED to hear that your first MFM went SO WELL!  I remember
your earliest letter that expressed interest and curiosity about the subject...
and
wondering if such experiences were for you... and if so, how it could come
about.
I think you guys handled things absolutely beautifully in the way you got
Lawrence
to join you.  And... it sounds like you all had a fabulous first time together.

Samantha... apparently you agree with me (through actual experience) that
having
two guys  simultaneously focusing on YOUR pleasure results in pleasure levels
unknown in more conventional one-on-one sex.  It is too bad more women don't
allow themselves to explore this wonderful frontier of feminine fulfillment.

It sounds like both guys were fully satisfied too.  Ben did well giving you
three
aggressive "fucks" in such quick succession... with just Lawrence's vigorous
screwing in between.  Yes, I would say you were "well and truly fucked" that
night.  Seldom do women get the opportunity to be chain-fucked five times
without a break in the action... a break that usually brings us down from the
great
"peak-to-peak" sensations that give us those unspeakably super orgasms.

No doubt your next experience with the two guys together will be less
frantic...
and will include some new forms of three-way variety.  While a slower pace and
more variety are great, "frantic" is definitely good too (as you now know).

In your next note, tell me more about the conversations and sex between you and
Ben since your "Australia Day experience."  From this year forward, you will
NEVER forget Australia Day 2000!

Suggestion:  In the near future, you and Ben should consider finding a way to
introduce another guy... a different guy... into your shared love-making.  No
doubt
Lawrence will eagerly join you again and again... if invited.  But, it is in
your (and
Ben's) best interest to eventually experience one or more other "extra
partners."
This will do two things.  Obviously, it will expose you to variety in "lover's
technique," variety in cock size/shape/texture/curve/feel/etc. and in an extra
partner's age/race/build/etc.  But, there is another reason.

Couples who restrict all their MFM activity to one other extra guy tend to
develop
a unique and close relationship with that guy.  That can be good.  But if there
is
only one other such extra guy, it CAN cause the primary male (Ben, in your
case)
to question his importance in your sex life... or your life in general.
Obviously, if
Ben has a strong self-image, and the two of you have a strong, loving primary
relationship... such feelings may NEVER come to Ben's mind.  I mention this
simply because if you have two or more "extra guys" in your shared sex life
over
the next year or two, this potential downside to  MFM pleasure need never
develop.

Believe me, now that you have tasted these new levels of pleasure, you will
never
again want to put yourself in the position of being unable to have occasional
repeat performances.  No doubt Ben will feel the same way.

This time... with Lawrence... YOU chose the extra partner.  You may want to do
that again, but you may want to give Ben the opportunity to search-out the next
"prospect" (for your approval).   Or, you may want to challenge Ben to surprise
you sometimes with a guy of his choosing.  Believe me... that can be fun too.

Occasionally my two guys will give me a special surprise gift.  They will tell
me to
bath and "pretty-up" for a special night.  Then they will blindfold me.  Often
one of
them will start kissing all over my body while the other quietly brings in a
new guy
who I have not met before.  I am typically introduced to my unseen lover by one
of
my guys placing my hand on the new guy's cock to play with while my guys nibble
on my breasts or pussy.

It is a whole new erotic sensation to acquaint oneself with a new lover's body
simply by touch, taste and smell.  Then my guys typically step back and let the
new guy nibble all over my body before putting me in a position of his choice
to enter me.  Sometimes my Tim and Bob will then neck with me or nibble my
breasts while the new guy brings me to an orgasm or two before filling me with
his own load of liquid pleasure.

Generally, in these situations, after the first round of fun they let me remove
the
blindfold to meet my new lover face-to-face.  That just leads to another round
of
three-way (or in my case, four-way) fun.  I always look forward to those
special
new guest nights.

Keep those letters coming.  I am anxious to hear any and all new developments
in
your newly expanded sex life.  One other thing:  I would welcome a note from
Ben
with his view on how things went... how he felt... and WHY he enjoys providing
these new experiences for you (and him).  One of the files you requested was
J03-WHY.  I am sending it, and I would welcome adding his views.

I am attaching all the files you requested.  Hope you enjoy them.

Write again soon.

Lots of love,
Joan  (and Bob and Tim)