Threesome Memoirs – The Break Up

breaking upRyan: So finally, a little bit of drama. For anyone who likes to stay clear of drama this next threesome memoir may not be for you.  If you do not enjoy hot irons flying across the room, shoes being thrown at faces, and fist fights on the front lawn, you may want to leave this blog now. This memoir is about our last experience with a girl we have spent almost a year fucking, and then the break up.  You know, the sex, the good times, the bad times, the tears, the crying, the broken hearts, the drama, and everything else that comes along with adding a new person to your relationship.

And maybe one day we will have all of the above for you to wet your chops and read through, but unfortunately, much like all of our experiences, we just do not attract drama.   I lied in the intro. That was my attention grabber.  That will probably be the most exciting thing you’ll read in this blog today.  Everything we do is talked through and thought out.  Since there is no emotional attachment to the other girl, when one of us decides we no longer want to spend time with her, we no longer invite her over.   As far as friendships or relationships outside of the bedroom go, Venice and I have never had real friendships with anyone we’ve dealt with.

Venice:  I’m not a hit-it-and-quit-it kind of person. At least I wasn’t in the beginning. My feelings changed from one female to the next and with each subsequent experience. At first, I really wanted a friendship. I wanted to get to know her as a person. I wanted to know things about her, not just what she looked between her legs. I wanted her to be curious about me, not just see me as someone she ate out every other Friday.  I wanted a friend, someone that I could talk to and hang out with with our clothes on. I thought I wouldn’t feel comfortable with Ryan not accepting the the third. I wanted her to accept us as a couple, not just me accepting her for a threesome. I wanted us all to get along. Once we realized that because we were a couple, no single female really saw a future in a relationship with us (which is correct), we became more of a side thing in her life.  There are women who enjoy the thrill of joining a couple, but while single and playing the field, they possibly had more serious dates that took precedent.  Even though I am okay with this, I decided that a friendship wasn’t really worth it and became the hit-it-and-quit it person I didn’t want to be. I did want any girl we played with to be polite as a person. I did want her to be freaky in bed (and submissive). And I did want her to be honest, unattached, and to take care of her body, etc. It was a combination of things that could make or break a threesome relationship. Maybe it was a combination of expecting too much and not communicating these things to our threesome partners.

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Q&A: To Ryan, What If Your Wife Wanted To Be With Men?

cheatingHi,

I just joined and read your profile and I am happy about how you are comfortable with your wife being with other women and that you are committed to being only with her. Has it ever come up with her being with other men, and if it did/did not, how would you react?

My ex-wife wanted to have an open marriage in which she could be with men or women, and encourage me to seek out other women. We had a 1 year old son at the time and I profusely said no, despite the tempting offer that I could mess around with other women. She blatantly went against me and dated other men and would tell me how she was ready to fuck them and do many things with them that she wouldn’t do with me. It ensued and eventually led to me filing for divorce on the grounds of infidelity to me after 5 episodes of her fucking other guys and still wanting to maintain a marriage to me. Many people have told me, well if she did it why didn’t you? Well, I’m a one woman guy, and that is part of the marriage bond, is it not? Your wife fucks other women, but you are present….. If you were not present, would you feel as though it was a betrayal against you since she feels equally the same about men and women? Does she date, love, and fuck women outside of your marriage? Why don’t you seek out the opportunity to be with other women- is it your nature not to? If so, why have you both agreed that she can? Help me understand, just seeking some peace with my own decision to divorce my wife since she was with other men, when really she could have been with other women as well (maybe i wouldn’t have felt betrayed?

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A Gaming Couple – Friendship, Hobbies Together, And Sex

Gaming CoupleOne of the major keys to a successful marriage is having hobbies.  Not just hobbies you do on your own, although that isn’t necessarily bad, but hobbies you and your best friend and lover can do together.  Your spouse is your best friend right?  If (s)he is not, finding a hobby you can do together is a great way to rekindle or start that friendship.  For us, our friendship comes first in our relationship.  Sex, going out to eat, errands, and everything we do together is so much more enjoyable when we both understand that we are not just lovers, dating, or running around doing chores together, but we are best friends who happen to do some cool stuff, and some not so cool tedious stuff.  But at least we have our friendship and playfulness to get us through the long grocery line waits.  And how can sex, exploring each others bodies, anal, or yes even cum shots, not be fun as hell when you know it’s with your best friend? “Okay, we’re bored?  Let’s fuck then?!”

“Dang Ryan, I’ve never seen you cum so much, all over the place.  Oh my God I’m soaked, I love it.”

In a previous life, I would have totally ignored how much cum came out of Ryan’s dick.  Even if he would have ask me afterwards if I saw how much he came, I’d shrug and pretend to be annoyed, wash off, and go about our separate business.  It’s funny, because I’ve said in the past that at some point in the middle of our marriage, we became friends rather than husband and wife. The truth is, we became more of roommates, and weren’t really even friends.

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Booty Lovers – Why We Love Big Butts

I think we credit Sir Mix-A-Lot and his bootay-celebrating ditty “Baby Got Back” for our culture’s love for big, juicy rears. And rightfully so. Since then, it catapulted an array of songs us ladies can proudly gyrate to (thank you to “Rump Shaker,” “My Humps,” and “Bootylicious.”) Very soon after we stopped becoming a “Does this make my butt look big” culture and started shamelessly twerking and slapping everyone’s ass left and right. It also created terms such as “badonkadonk” and “junk in the trunk.” We’ve all said them because they’ve become respectable terms in our vernacular, allowing women to be described as such as they wear it like a badge of honor.Even Queen front man agreed that “Fat bottomed girls make the rocking world go round.” If a gay man can appreciate a voluptuous bootay, how can we NOT love it?venus-and-an-organist-and-a-little-dogBut let’s go back even fuuuurther. Take the mid-16th century painting “Venus and an Organist and a Little Dog.” Notice her wide hips, big arms, folding flaps of skin, stomach pouch: all these things that define a woman were more normal and acceptable than they are now. Why you ask? I think it’s easy to forget what a woman’s body represents, so here are a few reminders:

1) Womanhood – When we become women, our bodies are marked with hair, curves, and meatier parts. Over the years we’ve been bombarded by the media to shave, shave, shave. We get lured in with “10 Tricks to a Flatter Tummy” and “Get rid of those love handles in 14 days.” Being a woman doesn’t mean reverting back to our awkward middle school bodies.

As I say the above, my vagina is cleanly shaved and my tummy is a bit sore from doing sit-ups this morning when I woke up.

2) Being healthy – Ever heard someone say, “I like a woman with meat on her bones.” Why? Because it shows she’s healthy. She doesn’t deprive herself of nutrients, pleasures of the palate, and the simple joys in life, such as Baklava and homespun milkshakes.

Give me a moment, I am going to refill my glass of Diet Coke real fast.

Okay, I’m back.

3) Female virility – To me, this is equivalent to having a healthy sperm count; the ability to have children.

4) Padding – As silly as this sounds, women have that extra padding around their mid-sections to ensure the child in her body is protected. That last five pounds that you have to lose is most likely located in your belly. It’s an evolutionary defense that helps keep possible future embryo’s warm and protected.

5) “Baby-making hips” – The widening of hips are indicative of a woman’s body adjusting for housing a baby.

This reminds me of a scene from “Kingpin” when the Amish character, Ishmael, mocked and laughed at a slender woman for not having child bearing hips.

But what do these things have to do with a big butt? When you’re a child, you have a child’s body. As your face and body fill out, so does your butt. A full, round butt connotes adulthood, and thus, the ability for humans to procreate, a.k.a. advance the human race. Essentially, that’s what is ingrained in men: the need to pass their DNA to the healthiest female so that she may bear healthy children. As a bisexual woman, passing my DNA isn’t the reason I am attracted to a nice ass, but I do desire a real woman. And for me, nice curves connotes the idea of a real woman.

When I look at a woman, I size her up and down. I see how she does her hair, her make up, her clothes, and how she presents herself overall. I definitely look at her ass. When I first meet them and I start to get comfortable with them, I playfully squeeze their butt cheeks. Later, each squeeze gets harder and more flirtatious. Eventually, when we’re in the bedroom, I grab her ass aggressively, digging my nails beneath the folds where her cheeks meets the back of her thigh. I even love slapping her cheeks, which lets her know that I love and appreciate a woman’s body in all its smooth and jiggly places.

I’ve been with a woman who had a very small and slender body. It’s fun regardless, but not my preference. I wouldn’t judge her though, because she can’t help her genetics. However, I would stand in front of her, feeling her ass while we kiss, and I just want more to grab. It’s almost like when you are moving furniture and you’re holding onto something that has no place for your hands to grip. So instead of being able to grab and easily carry the item, you simply squeeze your hands together and lift, hoping it doesn’t fall. With the more curvy women I’ve been with, it’s like moving furniture and having the perfect place to put your hands. It makes moving so much easier.

I love hips, waist, something I can grab onto as I’m using my strap-on to fuck her. I don’t want to feel her hip bones or grab her ass and I have to pretend I am pitching a baby’s cheeks. I want two handfuls of meat. I want it to vibrate when I slap them. I want her ass cheeks bouncing against me when he slams her body into mine.

A woman with a big butt is one of my weaknesses, and when a girl walks in with an itty, bitty waist and a round thing in my face I get sprung.

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Threesome Memoirs – Foxy Brown

foxy brownVenice: A few months ago I spoke with a very attractive black woman, that for the stories sake, I will call her Foxy Brown. After some light conversation, we ended up talking about the different things we were interested in. One being, our sexuality. I am openly bisexual so I do not keep this a secret from anyone. If it makes another girl uncomfortable that I am very interested in women, I can’t really concern myself with making everyone else happy except me. I informed Foxy that my husband and I have hooked up with various girls we were both interested in. At the time, she was in a relationship as well and also allowed other women in her bedroom. This is usually how it goes when you meet another bisexual woman. We both weren’t interested in hooking up with another couple; however, we were on the market for a sexy single lady looking to play in our bedrooms. We traded a few sexy stories and pictures and learned a little bit about each other. After a few days, we both kind of stopping reaching out to the other and lost contact.

A few months later, I get a text message from a number that I am was not familiar with. I responded back that I was unsure who was texting me. She replied with a selfie. As soon as I saw the photo, I remembered who she was. I let her know she looked gorgeous and asked how she was doing. She didn’t hesitate to let me know that her and her boyfriend were no longer together and that I had been on her mind since the last time we spoke. I knew what this meant.

I informed her that she would need to submit an application with her STD results, a photo of her breasts, vagina, and face, and we will go through all the other sexy single applicants applying for a position in our bedroom and possibly give her a call back. Okay, I didn’t do that at all. I immediately responded and let her know that she should come over and hang out. This was probably the least flaky woman I have dealt with, because we literally made plans for that same night.

Ryan: When Venice told me she met another girl and showed me the photos I was a bit uncertain. I have really only been attracted to Asian women or very dark brunettes. Of course, that is just a preference. I find women in general beautiful, but I have always been extremely picky about who I have hooked up with. My friends in high school used to tell me that my standards were too high. I didn’t care, if I wasn’t interested in a girl, I just wasn’t interested. I knew I didn’t want to be intimate or share an experience if I was only halfway into it. Truthfully, until I met Venice, I felt that way about most of the girls I dated.

With that being said, Foxy looked extremely attractive. Her skin was smooth and dark. She had a young college face, very full lips, and what looked to be extremely large breasts. The best thing about the photos I saw, none of them were trashy. Every photo she was nicely dressed. I can respect that. Growing up, I did have a small thing for the rapper Foxy Brown, and since she really resembled her, I let Venice know she could go forward with her plans. Her response: “Yay!”

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