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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Threesome Memoirs – Giving Him A Double Blow Job

bjSo far Ryan and I have had fairly positive experiences – for the most part. Do we regret doing anything we’ve done?  Not really.  I find purpose in every act in which Ryan and I have partook.  Every act, each person, all experiences – all were worth doing if it meant my man and I came away closer than before having done it.

For me, my absolute favorite thing to do in a threesome is the double blow job.  In fact, this is something I feel totally at ease with, and since I do, I can enjoy every aspect of it.  Since first revealing this to Ryan, he has asked me numerous times, “Why do you like double bjs so much?”  Rather than answer, “I just do.”  I felt we both needed a more thorough explanation as it helps to understand the female psyche (or at least mine) during this act which should otherwise be considered sacred by keeping it solely between husband and wife.

Let me begin by saying, for strictly monogamous couples, I believe a woman should do everything in her power to give her man the greatest blow job.  I may not be the best bj giver, but I know what my husband likes (enthusiasm, dirty talk, and variety in speed, content, and option for places to ejaculate, to name a few).  I, myself, have come to understand how to give Ryan the most visually stimulating as well as physically satisfying blow job.  The confidence I have knowing what he wants reflects my actions and attitude when another woman is helping me please my man.

Being a cheerleader.  I am excited, grateful, aroused – all of these things – when there’s a woman in my bedroom.  But since she’s the outside party, I do my best to make her feel safe and welcome.  If I were in her position, I imagine I would feel unsure of what was expected of me.  I would feel awkward, especially not knowing if there were boundaries that the other couple has discussed prior to me being there.  Since they take a chance at looking foolish I definitely do not want her to feel unwelcome. The most basic and probably most supporting thing I can do is to encourage her from the get go.  I can’t tell you how many times I’ve told the other woman, “Good girl,” “You look so fucking sexy with that dick in your mouth,” or “I love how that cock slides between your lips.”

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