Threesome Memoirs: Table of Contents
We’ve said numerous times that finding a partner for a possible threesome isn’t an easy task, but truthfully, if we were a bit more courageous, it wouldn’t have been that difficult. Yes, it takes patience, but who would want to rush in and make that type of mistake anyway?
We’ve had flaky prospects, men pretending to be women, and ladies that get cold feet. This is expected. What wasn’t expected were a few offers that were so aggressive that we actually flat out turned them down. Not that the ladies weren’t attractive, but instead were openly turned on by us and weren’t shy about what they wanted to do. Sometimes it wasn’t even what they said, but the pictures they sent that intimidated us.
If the woman was in high heels with a huge sexy ass, swinging on what seemed to resemble either a firehouse pole or a stripper pole, I was immediately intimidated. Unsure why, I guess I was expecting to spend time with the girl next door type.
It wouldn’t be just the photos though. If they weren’t shy about letting me know that they were ready to meet immediately and would only fuck my man if it was okay with me, it made me a bit uncomfortable. The aggression, the lack of communication, the rush of meeting, or just flat out intimidated. I don’t know why. It didn’t just scare me though, Ryan was usually the one that pulled the plugs on the wild ones.
At this pont, most readers following along with our memoirs are probably totally confused. How could a couple that is complaining about the young and flaky find a female that is totally willing to have a threesome, yet write a blog about how it intimidates them. What exactly do we want?
Good question. I have no idea. I do know exactly what I don’t want though. I do not want a woman who is almost anxious to get me and my husband into the bedroom. We like to talk, we like to socialize, and we also do not want our experiences to be warped by some sex machine who doesn’t care who she sleeps with, just that she is sleeping with someone.
As much as it is supposed to be difficult to have a threesome, it really is much more difficult when your standards are nearly impossible. If we had no standards, this would have been a very short memoir section. “Day 2, we fucked some girl and afterwards we saw her in the parking lot fucking some other guy as well. I guess she wasn’t satisfied?”
I know this sounds shallow, but I also judged looks. If I wasn’t attracted to the female, I would let them know that I did not think it would work out. This actually created a few problems but regardless of personality, I wanted to be attracted to whoever I decided to invite into my bedroom. We’ve experienced the good, the bad, and they ugly, but a lot less good than the other two.
Venice and I were getting ready for bed when I heard her say, “Do not turn around, get up slowly and move away from the bed.” When she said that, I knew I was under attack. I calmly got up and moved a step away from the bed. I then turned around and saw the largest wolf spider I have ever seen laying on my side of bed getting ready to go to sleep. Honestly, he may have had on pajamas but I was in shock and I really can’t remember what he was wearing. Maybe he read our threesome memoirs, but I am sorry spider, it’s not THAT type of party.
Not everyone can be straightforward. Not everyone can hide behind the anonymity of emails and texts. Sometimes their shyness is apparent in their language and how they project themselves in how they communicate. I’m not mad at them. Sometimes I can lack in the aggression department, and sometimes I feel I’ve said things that were out of my real life personality.
Second, I understand that you’re shy and some of it may be fear of rejection by others who see your picture. But there is one thing I can promise you: there will be more people who will compliment you than there will be who put you down. When it happens to me, I take it in stride and remember that the only person who should be concerned about my pictures is my husband. After posting my first picture, I realized quickly that there were women out there who were just like us: we choose to remain anonymous while showing off our most intimate parts of our body. I was very skeptical and cringed at the possibility of being made fun of for wanting to be sexy. But when I saw that Twitter was full of normal, average women like myself who loved being amateur, anonymous exhibitionists, it became fun. I learned to use Twitter and other social media platforms as a way to show my husband that although there were people who liked seeing my pictures, he was the only to get it in the flesh.
We have decided to add erotic photography of us to our blog each Wednesday, now known as Snapshot Wednesday. These won’t be low quality candids or shots taken from our cell phones, these will be photographs we love from our own little photo shoots. Hopefully these pictures will come out more like tasteful erotic art rather than amateur pornography. We will update the gallery each week with a new photo to share with our blog followers.
