Category: Threesome Memoirs

Everything threesome related that we have been through or written about.  From advice to actual stories of our experiences.

January 20, 2014

Threesome Memoirs – Double Penetration

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double penetrationWith a blog titled Double Penetration I am scared I may have to block our emails from the surge of men ready to fill out a DP Job Application to join us in our bedroom.   Don’t worry, you didn’t miss the sign up sheet, that is never going to happen.

Saturday night, I was taking shots of Patron and preparing the camera for a second night of photoshoots with Venice and her friend.  This is the same friend who the weekend before we hooked up with and had more of an oral only threesome.  She and I ate out Venice, Venice and her sucked my dick and balls, etc.  We already know where we stand with her, so the night usually ends with some sort of play.  I wasn’t in the greatest mood but hopefully as the clothing came off and my lenses heated up, I would feel a little better.

The first shot was of an Asian massage, so both ladies stripped and Venice grabbed the Grape Seed Oil.  Venice made sure she let her friend know that Grape Seed Oil can be used on the inside or outside of her body.  That made both girls giggle.  Venice had never really given an Asian massage, so they both discussed the positioning or what exactly should be shown on camera.  I sat back with the camera in hand and waited for them to figure out exactly what they wanted.  To be a photographer isn’t hard, but to be a photographer that has to continuously come up with sexy ideas is absolutely hard.  Therefore, tonight I wanted to drink and just make sure they were focused.  My goal was to stay stress free and click the button.

As the shoot went on, the girls got more into each other and less into the idea of there being a camera in the room.  I had a hard time even doing my only job correct, keeping them in focus, because honestly I didn’t want to see what was going on behind a camera lens.  At times I would quit clicking and just watch the action.

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January 17, 2014

Threesome Memoirs – A Threesome From Every Perspective – Our First Friend

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Venice’s experience:

Usually with our threesome experiences we deal with women we have only known for a short period or only few months.  However, we do know a few ladies who we have known since the beginning of our threesome journey, that either played the role of the more experienced mentor or we just had too much distance between us to ever physically connect.   In this case, our friend Lexxi, is someone we have have known for a long time, but the distance between us was too great for anything other than her giving Ryan and I advice on our journey.  We were always grateful for her input, and of course, we were both attracted to her as a person.  Other problems?  Oh yea, I forgot to mention she was married and we were also good friends with her husband, who has played a role as Ryan’s mentor and has even been quoted by Ryan in different blogs he has written.  So, having a threesome was never really an option.

After months of talking about soft swinging or threesomes, we all got more familiar with one another.  Although hard swinging, which is full swapping, was always a hard boundary we were not interested in, soft swinging, where we would open our bedroom to another couple simply to watch them play with each other while we did the same, was something that piqued our curiosity.  Honestly, at first, this was our original goal.  I do not think it was because we wanted to swing, but we both felt like we were exhibitionists and wanted to share our sexual experiences while another couple watched.  I just wanted to see another woman.  Through the website, starting with deepthroating videos, we eventually recorded ourselves having sex and submitted these videos to porn websites, which in total, probably got us near a million views.  Whether we purposely did it or not, we became soft swingers to every couple that ever watched our videos and knew us personally.  They could talk to us, see our sex videos, and in essence, get turned on by what they saw.  This was really like new-age soft swinging.  However, because of me not wanting to be watched or around another man, the idea of soft swinging eventually faded.  I have since blogged about how I felt like I was a lesbian married to Ryan.  It’s true, but it’s not true.  I like men, and I know that I could only live the rest of my life with a man.  However, those areas of my heart and mind are taken.  I have no desire to experience another man, no fantasies, and therefore my only focus is on other women.  Do I really feel like a lesbian?  Absolutely not, but that is the best way I can describe what I feel.

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December 18, 2013

Threesome Adventures or Misadventures – The Secret Lesbian

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Sometimes you make some good choices and sometimes you make some bad choices.  Unfortunately this isn’t a story about a good choice.  Fortunately it gives me something to actually write about.

So it’s Friday morning and Venice and I have cleaned up the house a bit, especially our bedroom.  Since our threesome adventures have started, the room has turned from our sacred place to a scary place after midnight on Fridays.  This Friday in particular, we were going to have a cute girl coming over to hang out with us.  Her face was so adorable and she had a personality that matched.  We had been talking for a few weeks, but never had the chance to meet her face to face until now.  From the multiple pictures she sent us, we could tell she was going to be a cutie.  Venice was so excited.

There were a few problems though, specifically little red flags I noticed when she told stories.  For instance, her personality seemed real tomboyish to me.  She also bragged about having a best friend who was married, but was never satisfied by her husband.  She made sure to let Venice know that she was the one her best friend came to when she needed to get off.   I suggested to Venice that I thought she was just a lesbian pretending to be into both of us to experience her. Venice would laugh at my assumption, but didn’t really say much else.

Friday night came along and Venice and I were outside sipping White Russians and relaxing.  We knew our friend would arrive at our house soon so we were both a bit nervous.   As her car pulled up I looked at Venice and said, “You may as well go hug her first.” She laughed and told me to shush.  She knew I was referring to her being a lesbian, but she paid me no mind.  An older, larger lady got out of her vehicle and I started looking in the passenger side or backseat for our friend.  I didn’t move towards the woman because honestly I had no idea who she was.  I saw her and Venice hug, but I figured Venice was being extra friendly.  I kind of glanced in the vehicle and noticed it was completely empty.  I then looked back at the woman and said, “Oh, you’re Bertha?”  Her name isn’t really Bertha, but for privacy reasons that is her name now.

Bertha looked back at me and said, “Yea, who did you think I was?”

I quickly responded as politely as possible, “I don’t know, someone lost looking for directions?”   As I said that I made a sarcastic face and leaned toward her to give her a hug.  She postured back a bit and gave me a halfway man hug.  I really didn’t want to hug her anyway so I was okay with that.

First of all, she did not look like her pictures in the least.  I’m not naive or anything, we’ve all been around the Internet long enough to know that everyone does the duck face and we all use our best pictures.   However, I don’t see how anyone can take photos that look nothing like themselves at all and use them as a way to introduce themselves to strangers.   I mean, I guess it gets your foot in the door, but it also almost guarantees you will never meet them again.  Regardless, I knew this was going to be a long night.

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December 16, 2013

Threesome Memoirs – Our Second Experience

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I do not know if there is a better feeling than sitting around your bedroom with two beautiful women who are ready and willing to turn the lights off and all hop in bed together.  Feeling a bit tipsy off Coke and rum definitely amplifies the moment.

I guess you could say I am a planner.  I think Venice and I discussed the different variables and scenarios that could happen hundreds of times.  I felt like any mistake I made could tarnish her view of me forever, so I needed her to make her boundaries totally clear.  If I penetrate and stick my dick in the other girl, I need to make sure I do not get carried away.  If she says she wants me to pull out and taste the other girl’s pussy on my dick, I need to stop immediately.   Although she said she was excited to see my dick slide inside another woman as she watched, I still felt a bit hesitant because this is a new boundary.  She made it clear she doesn’t really want to see me fuck for a long period of time or keep trying to fuck her like some horny animal who has never seen pussy.  She wants to see certain things, but she doesn’t want to see it in excess.  She also said the same about oral, except with no real time boundaries.  If you’ve seen Venice’s videos or articles on oral sex, she is a true fan of a good blow job. With no real gag reflex, Venice isn’t insecure about another woman giving me oral sex at all.  She actually seemed overly excited about sharing my penis with another woman and fantasizing about sharing her dick during oral sex.

Back to the story…

So we are all a bit tipsy and sitting around the bedroom.  The girl starts off sitting me on one side of the room and Venice on the other.  As she dances and removes her clothing, Venice gets up and starts kissing her.  I get up and leave the room to get another cup of Coke and rum.

Venice commentary: I keep kissing her even as I am unaware that Ryan has left the room. I grab her ass and bite on her lower lip.  “Do you want me to eat your pussy?” I whisper to her. “Mm-hmm,” she answers.  “Oh, yea?” I say as if to question her.  “Mm-hmm,” she says again.  “Tell me then. Tell me you want me to eat your pussy,” I order.  “I want you to eat my pussy,” she repeats after me.  She lifts her sweater over her head and tosses it on the couch. She knows her role as she moves toward the head of the bed. I kiss her, lick her nipples, and move between her legs.

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December 13, 2013

Threesome Memoirs – Our First Experience

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Tonight was the night.  I had a feeling something important was going to happen between Ryan, me, and our third. The first few times she was in our home, we talked, and the most we ever did was kiss. The week prior, I texted to her that the next time we got together, I would be ready; I would ravage her; I wanted to taste her.

I’d been preparing all week for this anticipated night. Down below, I was shaved flawlessly, even got Ryan to inspect for straggling hairs, then used cocoa butter to smooth out my skin.  I made sure my body was entirely fresh and smelling good.

Before she arrived, Ryan and I took a few shots of rum, but it didn’t kick in.  Still sober, I hugged her when she came in and walked with her to the kitchen.  Ansy, I do not remember much of the conversation, but we did talk for a while before moving to our bedroom.  She sat on one of the sofa chairs across from me as I sat on the couch.  “Come sit by me,” I coaxed her. She got up to sit by me. The skirt she was wearing was long and tight. All I could think about was the last time she was here when she wore a short summer dress and sitting on that same sofa chair; I was sitting on the floor eye level to her crotch as she sat Indian-style with the hem of her skirt conveniently pull over her thighs. Back then (two weeks ago) I was nervous to look; I didn’t want to appear perverted.  I did, however, steal a few glances in between as I faked looking around the room. Tonight, I, myself, wore a short spaghetti-strap dress with no bra or panties underneath. I knew I was ready.  I was hoping she was pantiless under her skirt, too.

She moved to the floor and said she wanted to face me when we talked, so I followed and sat across from her, my knees touching hers.  “Can I tell you something?” She nodded her head. “When we first met and I didn’t know you very well yet, I had a lot of boundaries.  But as I got to know you, I started to like you as a person. I began to trust you. Ryan and I trust you. With this trust, my boundaries have been loosened. I used to tell him, ‘If anything ever happens with another woman, I don’t want you touching or feeling her, I don’t even want you to look at her.’  Now, I have this woman here, you, who I trust will respect my wishes and has gained my trust.” I was being sincere and it was such a relief to feel that uncertainly about her being lifted off my shoulders. If anything happened between all of us, I wanted to let her know that she had done right by me and I could concentrate on enjoying my new found sexuality.

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