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Our MFM/MMF 3+some Manifesto - Visiting L.A. area late November. Are you ready?teeth_smile
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You clicked on our post, so you may already be well aware that the most popular male fantasy is to be involved in one form of three(+)some or another; but you may also already know that such experiences can involve a variety of scenarios: female/male/female (FMF) wherein the females focus on just the male; female/female/male (FFM) wherein the females offer the male some lesbian/bi action; male/female/male (MFM) wherein the males focus on just the female; or male/male/female (MMF) wherein the males relieve themselves of all inhibitions and interact with one another as well as with the female. Whatever your fantasy entails, consider the following:

The FMF or FFM variety of threesome can be SUPER hot, but these are very common and so easily accessible nowadays that such erotic scenarios are becoming more and more watered down and even a bit "vanilla" in nature - after all, there's really only so much you can do with 2 girls: You can switch back and forth and get one girl this way, the other that way, then blah, blahh, blahhh - in the end, you're doing the same things with 2+ girls that you could accomplish with just 1.  

Compare the above scenarios to MFM and/or MMF threesomes and there's really no comparison at all. This is because of the fact that men are erotically more VISUAL and AUDIAL than women (there ARE fascinating studies on this!), and so a man being able to witness and hear certain things that he wouldn't otherwise be able to changes the ENTIRE dynamic of his erotic encounter. Case in point: If you join us for a "hetero" MFM scenario, you and your new "buddy", Rob, can team up on Bianca. You can freely shift your viewing angles as she fucks Rob and closely witness how her labia stretches around his thrusting cock, leaving behind a trail of delicious moistness; but not only will you SEE this, you can also HEAR the squishing sounds of her juices getting pumped out of her pussy and drenching his swelling balls. And then it's YOUR turn, or you can slide right in a hole of your choice - things you'd only ever get to experience vicariously through print or film, but NOT if you were alone with a girl, or 2, or even 4. Or you can get adventurous and delve into certain types of role-play like, playing a cuckolded husband, a voyeur, bdsm, humiliation, etc., none of which will involve male/male interaction. But if you choose to join us for the more taboo offering of MMF, then you can expect to experience the FULL spectrum of whatever that implies: Bianca can help guide you to explore your bi-curiosity, FORCE you to accept it, or the 3 of us can just let passion take over and go wherever it takes us - the variety is simply endless.  

You can of course experience a threesome of ANY variety by visiting your local "swing" club, but you may want to keep a few things in mind: First, such encounters are a gamble that typically (but not ALWAYS) involve you indiscreetly joining people whom you'd never otherwise consider spending time with (or even cash on, if only for a drink!). The next concern is that although men are indeed more erotically visual and audial than women, they are also more likely to keep to themselves the types of fantasies that turn them on the most - in other words, you'd likely never have the opportunity to quell any of your innermost desires because you'd never DARE share them with anyone you know, not even the person(s) you're most intimate with. The more sure bet is likely what led you to us: A very discreet encounter with no surprises wherein you will experience exactly what you'd expect without ANY judgment. So if what you seek is a TRULY exceptional erotic experience, then all we have to say is:  

If your sexual fantasies have ever veered a little left of "the norm," then we're the couple you've only dreamed of ever meeting. Whatever fantasy makes your heart beat faster, causes sweat to break out on your brow, or sends chills through your spine and down to your crotch, THOSE are the fantasies we want you to tell us about, and perhaps even the desires we will help you fulfill. Our reviews speak for themselves, but if even all our "fictional' encounters sound too good to be true, then we strongly encourage you to perform your own due diligence and research us (but not just us - research EVERY Provider you EVER consider meeting!!). Cross-check Reviewers and analyze the amount of encounters they have recounted and whether a 10/10 review is legit in the context in which they wrote it. Don't be shy, guys - take advantage of this community and communicate with your fellow mongers!

Whatever you decide to do and whomever you decide to do it with, keep in mind that life is WAY too short to keep doggie-paddling in the shallow end of the pool - take a plunge! But if you've ever considered an MFM or MMF encounter and would like to discover what makes us among the top ranked Providers in the world, then it's simple - contact us...

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Bianca and Rob

There are the rest, and there is THE BEST - if only all of life's choices could be made so simple..

"Bianca and Rob"... 

We're a young, happily married couple. At the time of this writing, we've been together for approximately 8 years, 7 months, and 18 days, and married for 6 years and 22 days of that time. Both of us are college-educated and (as of this writing) still maintain our professional careers; we both have a great sense of humor and enjoy life's challenges with a smile; we're HIGHLY motivated and goal-oriented; and we only drink occasionally and enjoy a drug-free lifestyle. Yep, we're just your typical couple-next-door... Well, except for the fact that we also happen to moonlight (even during the day) as an m/f escort duo... 

There are THOUSANDS of f/f escort duos (2 females that team up to provide threesome, "mff" companionship services); but there are surprisingly very few m/f duos (and of the few there are, only a FRACTION are actually real couples). And yet, what makes us unique is not only that we're among a very small population of m/f duos; we also happen to have become among the top ranked male OR female escorts in the world, and by far the top ranked m/f duo (at least according to the most popular of all such review boards). While this is a "coveted" label that most escorts hope to attain, we never strived for it. In fact, our first session as escorts was not so much inspired by our desire to try our first threesome ever; rather, it was mostly the result of a playful and flirtatious dare between husband and wife - a dare we both believed we'd back out of. Yes, we became escorts simply because neither of us would claim being "chicken" - a battle cry that will shape our now illustrious secret careers...

First off, Rob is only the 2nd guy I've EVER been with. I had just one long-term boyfriend in Brazil before I met him over 8 years ago very soon after I finished university in Italy.  I was vacationing in the states with my mother, and her and I had decided to go to Atlantic City to watch a magic show. During a quick break to enjoy the ocean breeze and a few refreshments on the Boardwalk, a group of rowdy guys walked by hollering at all the girls. But within that group there was a guy who caught my eye: #1 because he was the only guy NOT being a jerk; and #2, he was CLEARLY the hottest in the bunch! Although I didn't admit this to him till about 2 weeks later, I ONLY stayed in the U.S. after my mother left because I couldn't stand to leave him behind. I spent a small fortune on hotel fare until we moved in together shortly thereafter... 

We enjoyed a whirlwind romance that included an AMAZING sex life. But things changed a little over 6 years after we met following a night out having dinner and drinks with friends. We don't remember how or why, but the conversation somehow came around to the topic of kinky sex. One girlfriend of mine mentioned the use of toys, another one claimed porn had saved her marriage, then there was the FREAKIEST of them all whom claimed that her and her boyfriend had found the pinnacle of their sexuality when they discovered group sex. 

Rob and I just stared at each other every few minutes in disbelief, shocked that the people we THOUGHT we knew were so... kinky - we didn't even watch porn! Anyway, we actually excused ourselves from the dinner date because we felt so uncomfortable. But Rob and I had apparently been infected with a "kinky bug" because we got home feeling... adventurous (and horny). So we decided to research how a couple goes about immersing themselves into the "deviant sex" scene in NYC.

We Googled various combos of search terms and it seems that swing club operators had been on top of their SEO game as that's mostly what kept popping up. We weren't sure if swinging was even our thing, but we decided on the one that had the best reviews. We won't name this place out of respect for their management and clientele, but this experience was TRAUMATIZING:

We arrived at the location and the red flags popped up right at the door when the doorman looked us up and down and said that he'd waive the $120 (or maybe it was $160) cover charge "JUST for you guys." Rob couldn't have been happier to save a few bucks - he reasoned, 

"Hey babe, more drink money! Besides, what are you, CHICKEN?"

Me? NO WAY! Although I was instantly suspicious and tried to pull Rob away, he of course wouldn't listen. Instead, he grabbed my hand and dragged me in. More drink money? Ha! Little did we know that this place was BYOB... 

As if the lack of a bar weren't bad enough, the smell of stale sweat and cheap lube in the air was an INSTANT ANTI-aphrodisiac. Not even 5 minutes into this place and we KNEW that we were not staying. Oh, and we're not even going to get into the characters we encountered during our brief "courtesy tour" of the place. Not. Good. At. ALLLLL...

So we gave up the the idea of deviant sex until a few weeks later when we decided to go out on the town for a few drinks. We were sitting at a bar when suddenly a little back and forth mutual flirtation evolved to us scanning the place in search of a "potential" to invite back to our place. "What about THAT guy," I'd say; "What about that girl," Rob followed up with (just ONCE as a swift kick to his shin was my immediate response - Rule #1: guys ONLY!). But then reality hit us: How in the world does a couple even approach a random stranger and express the idea of potentially bringing him back home with them? And which one of us even does "the approach"?

"Hi, you look kind of kinky. Would you like to come home with us and fuck?" 

After about an hour of false starts at the bar, we finally realized that we were both undisputed chickens in this particular scenario (not to mention bordering on being classified as stalkers), so we headed home and once again turned to our trusty search engine for guidance... 

I again Googled a few search terms and one of the links that popped up caught my attention:

"Very open-minded young couple ready for fun - Contact us now for more info!"

I clicked on the link and it led straight to the profile of what indeed seemed like a couple, but we just weren't so sure about what they meant by "open-minded" and/or "fun" as these are relative terms. A small text on the bottom of their blurred pics advised that they were on the Upper West Side of Manhattan and to please call the number provided for more info. We figured, "What the hell?"; so Rob dialed, placed the phone on speaker, laid it on the center of the bed, then we stared at it as it rang...

The guy that answered the phone sounded nice enough, or so Rob must have concluded since he opened up to him almost immediately about who we were and what we were interested in potentially exploring - and I DO mean OPENED UP: Rob told him EXACTLY where abouts we lived, PRECISELY what we each did for a living and even WHERE, and a bit about where we grew up, etc. But it wasn't until Rob suggested that we should all maybe meet for drinks, dinner, and then perhaps come back to our place if all went well that the other guy said something that TOTALLY confused us: 

"All that you guys mentioned is fine, but we would have to consider the entire time we spend together as part of our donation." 

Huh!?!? 

Now, please understand that we were REALLY naive at the time and really had no REASON to equate the word "donation" with anything other than with a CHARITY - we actually thought we'd dialed the wrong number and had reached some nonprofit couple's therapy organization or something. So Rob asked the guy whether such was the case and the guy actually reacted angrily, apparently assuming that we were just some flakes wasting his/her time. Rob pleaded with the guy that such wasn't the case and pleaded for him to explain. Shortly thereafter, the guy was either convinced that we really had no clue as to what he meant by donation or he just wanted to get us off the line asap because he went on to explain. And when he did, oh boy... Rob's eyes nearly popped out of his head as he shouted, "Wait a minute... You guys CHARGE?!?" Again, Rob and I just stared at each other; but Rob was clearly intrigued by this stunning development, and so he went ahead and asked the guy if he could email us some pics, which he kindly agreed to do. 

A few minutes later, we noted a new message with attachments in Rob's Gmail inbox and hurriedly clicked to open it:

"Subject: Hot Pics..."

When we opened the attachments and saw the pics, we were... speechless. The look on Rob's face was priceless: he was sort of squinting and scrunching up the entire left half of his face, the left side of his mouth frowning; meanwhile, the right side of his face was the complete opposite - his right eyebrow was raised, the right half of his mouth contorted into a confused grin. Point blank: no offense to these two specimens (ESPECIALLY if you both just happen to be reading this right now!), but we couldn't believe they weren't offering US a "donation" to join them! After a few minutes to gather our thoughts, Rob called back...

The guy answered the phone immediately and asked if we'd received the pics and whether we liked what we saw; but Rob answered with questions of his own:

"Are these REALLY pics, of... um, you guys?" 

The guy adamantly professed that the pics were indeed accurate AND recent, insisting that one pic in particular was taken that very same week:

"See the one where she's wearing the tight, blue dress? I just took that pic 2 DAYS ago, man!"

Rob and I just looked at each other, dumb-founded - that pic was particularly horrendous as the girl was smiling, revealing what looked like at least 2 missing teeth, and her body was not even slightly appealing. Rob is  the kind of guy that speaks his mind, so he went right for the throat:

"Dude, so let me get this straight: These are REAL pics, that's YOU and that's your GIRL, you guys CHARGE, and you REALLY make MONEY doing THIS!?!" 

The guy insisted that they did very well, and that same priceless expression washed over Rob's face again. He thanked the guy for his time and promised/lied that we'd call back. After Rob hung up we shared a moment of silence...

......

Rob finally shook the computer mouse and the couple's profile/ad popped back up on the screen. He scrolled up and that's when we realized that what we had been reading was an AD in a popular local classifieds ads site which has a section for ESCORTS - we didn't even know people could advertise this type of thing! He commenced a profanity-filled rant about why I had him call the number, etc., but I truly had NO IDEA and after I was able to convince him that I hadn't noticed this important detail, we had another moment of silence...

......

Finally, Rob turns to me and says, "We're taking pics!" I couldn't believe what he'd just said, but it also got me excited. We did some navigating around the site, learned to set up an account, took a few crappy cell phone pics, wrote a brief profile, and put up our own ad. About 30 minutes elapsed and we were just laughing it off, giving each other props for reading right through the guy's bullshit about how people actually peruse such sites, etc. But then the phone rang...

And it rang....

And it rang some more..... 

The phone seemed to ring every 5 minutes for the rest of that evening! We'd just stare at it, though, glancing at one another every time it rang - we couldn't believe that there was an interest in this kind of stuff! And THAT'S when we encountered a dilemma: Rob had included his PERSONAL phone number on the original ad assuming that noone would ever actually see the ad anyway, let alone CALL the number provided. But see, the thing is that Rob is a personal trainer, and a VERY busy one at the time, and so he realized that he HAD to answer the phone eventually in case an existing or potential new training client was trying to contact him. I laughed the few times he did answer the phone only to be asked whether we were "the couple" to which Rob would reply with a hang up. We had to come up with a diversion strategy...

He woke up extra early the next morning and went to the nearest Boost Mobile store in our neighborhood. He bought the cheapest phone they sold under their anonymous no-contract offers, then came home to post a new ad using the new number. The strategy worked, sort of: the new phone DID ring, but (to my amusement), so did his personal phone for the next few days until the calls finally tapered off. We turned off the "other phone" and stashed it away in a kitchen drawer and hoped we'd forget we'd ever done something so silly. But a few weeks later, I couldn't help but wonder... 

I fished the phone out of the drawer and turned it on. It made the typical sounds of a Boost Mobile phone rebooting, then it went NUTS: endless texts, voice mailbox FULL! I ran to Rob and showed him. He couldn't believe it either. We took turns reading the texts and listening to the voicemails. Most were explicit and crude, with some guys professing the size of their cocks and where they'd like to put them, etc. But some guys actually sounded sweet and genuinely interested in potentially meeting us. After listening to one particular voicemail on speaker, we looked at each, shrugged our shoulders, and decided to call the guy back: 

Rob spoke to the gentleman first, explaining that we offer a "voyeur show" (we'd discussed this prior to calling and agreed upon some basic ground rules: no kissing or contact with strangers). The guy agreed to just watching so long as our pics were real, but he wanted to speak to me to confirm that there was really a female involved. After a brief q & a, we made an appointment for 7pm that evening. 

I was nervous, my legs were shaking, but i couldn't ignore the dripping feeling between my legs! We had no idea at the time about the "Two Call System," so we had given the guy our full address and told him to call us as soon as he was almost here. So at around 6:55 the guy called to let us know he was standing out in front of our building and heading up the stairs. Just a few minutes later he was at our door. To my surprise, Rob panicks! He claims now that he did that to help the guy feel at ease, but WHATEVER. He locked himself in the bathroom and told me to tell the guy that he'd be out of the shower in a few minutes. I didn't know what to do since the guy was literally outside of our apt door. I peeked through the peep hole and saw a very handsome man in his late 40s or early 50s, dressed in a suit. I was scared beyond belief, but again, I couldn't ignore how turned on I was by the thought of what was about to happen. So I opened the door... 

The guy had a charming smile and handed me a small bouquet of roses as he walked through door - VERY classy! It became immediately apparent that he was expecting "pros." But I was STUCK - I wasn't even sure how to approach the "donation" part (Rob and I had NOT discussed THAT part!). Thankfully, the guy didn't give me a chance to even try - he simply put an envelope on the kitchen counter then asked where Rob was. I told him he'd just gotten home from the gym and was taking a quick shower. I just stood there FROZEN. Do I hug him? Kiss him? Jump on him? I had NO CLUE!!! He must've read my body language because he asked if I was ok. I told him I was fine and next thing you know he runs his fingers down the side of my face. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up. Then he grabbed me and started kissing me deeply and passionately (so much for GROUND RULES!). Rob must've noticed the extended silence and he either became worried or turned on - he doesn't remember which. But he apparently splashed himself with water, stripped off his clothes, and came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist as if he'd really been taking a shower. He watched us for a little while without me or the guy noticing, and I almost came like never before when I realized that Rob had been standing there watching. Finally, our guest noticed Rob and called him over to join. Following a brief back and forth about how he'd found us and how happy he was that our pics were accurate, etc., what commenced was a wild series of positions and non-stop action. 

I had 2 cocks in my mouth one minute, the next I was riding Rob rcg while the guy licked and sucked my clit, then we switched, then we...

The sex was nonsensical and HOT as hell - no structure or plan; just wild abandon to the extent that Rob and I forgot that we were even in a "session." We just went at it. The guy had already popped all over my face and mouth while Rob had me mish and he was standing to the side watching while he dressed back up. But Rob just kept fucking me and fucking me like never before. He must’ve came like 3 times inside me as I felt his cum dripping out of my pussy down to my asshole. Then when Rob finally rolled off me spent, I grabbed for the guy and unzipped his pants and got him going again.  I put the cover on him and he took me doggie style. I came on his cock, which was at least my 4th orgasm so far, then Rob, who's amazingly ROCK HARD all over again, suggests that we do dp. Easy for HIM to say, but I was so turned on that I was in for whatever. I pushed the guy off me and ordered him to lay on his back so I could mount him. Then Rob went and lubed his cock up and tried to get into my ass, but that just wasn't happening. To my surprise he slid into my PUSSY while the other guy was still inside me and I thought my brain was going to EXPLODE by how hard I instantly came with the feeling of 2 cocks stuffed inside me! Rob came next inside me then pulled out, but I kept riding the other guy, the feeling of Rob's thick milk inside me driving me wilder and wilder as I could hear it squishing while the guy pumped it all out of me with his cock. 

At the end, a one hour session turned into 2 1/2 hours! The guy went out the door half naked, no tie, his belt over his shoulder, dragging his suit jacket behind in one hand and his briefcase in the other, telling us how crazy we were, how he hated us, how he had to be home to his wife an hour ago, and how much he LOVED us. That was a little over 2 1/2 years ago and as for how that first experience changed our lives and the lives of those who have taken the leap to experience us since then, well, we'll get into that... Oh yeah, and THEN there was that time just a few weeks after that first session when we somehow got ourselves into a bit of an "Accidental Gangbang," but that's ANOTHER story...  

MFM and MMF 3+somes aren't for everyone - especially for the faint of heart - but some things in life should be tried at least once.  Think it through, shuffle a few meetings around, get some rest, eat your Wheaties, then contact us - the ONLY thing that you'll regret is that we waited so long to finally come to L.A....  

*Visiting in November, but are open to suggested dates....

I applaud you 2, and I have done these sessions too many times to count but they are so dang erotic !!
Not w u 2 yet but maybe sometime??  
Lee C

Thank you, Lee C!!! Are you an actual "dr"? This is Rob, and the thing is that there was this one time when in the midst of a "Cirque De Bianca" moment she asked me to dive from the top of our dresser onto her... um, nevermind... ;-

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