So, here's the blog entry I'm talking about so that everyone knows just what I'm referring to.
I don't think it sounds much like most typical reviews that men write. Nor do I think it's all that graphic. . .
Turn on? Off? Nothing at all?
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Wow! What a night in my bedroom! And living room. . . and entry way. . .
I did it. My first MFM threesome.
Well, sort of. There were three people involved, but it wasn't a complete threesome.
Read on.
Let me start off by saying that in general, I prefer intimate one on one times with someone whom I've developed a genuine connection to on some level. I love it when you know each other and can have fun and learn what really works for each other.
BUT. . .
I have been wanting to do a MFM threesome for some time now. It's always been a turn on for me. I've actually even been thinking about who my top choices were to fill the two male spots. : ) The first spot was easy in my mind. I actually asked that man if he would be willing to help me out, and he said maybe - but more so because it was something I really wanted than because he wanted it, so I'm not sure that will happen. It's a shame though, because man does that man turn me on!
But, back to last Sunday night. This first experience came to be when one friend of mine expressed an interest in being part of this with me because he liked the idea of a moderate amount of participation as well as watching me with someone else. So, as sort of a spur of the moment decision I figured, what the heck? This would be a good way to warm up to trying this thing all the way.
I contacted a friend of mine who I knew would be interested in helping me out. He happens to be a black guy (color doesn't really matter, other than that I think the difference in the skin colors when put together in a sexual situation can be very erotic.) whom I had had a "friends with benefits" type relationship with about a year ago, but then had moved onto a friends only status because things had started to get a little sticky as relationships sometimes do. But still, the decision for us to stop being intimate was mine, and I knew he would jump at the chance to get some benefits back in our relationship! LOL There certainly was some added excitement due to the fact that I hadn't slept with my friend in about a year, but it had been great when we were active FWB!
So, all was set to go. My first friend and I went out for a nice dinner around 6pm Sunday night and I was already getting excited about what was to come, but also nervous, so I had a few yummy frozen watermelon flavored drinks with dinner. : ) And when we got back to my place around 7:30, I mixed up some Malibu and pineapple and continued to work on getting that wonderful buzz that feels so good and makes everything else so much fun, as well as making me more bold because my self-conscious feelings all but disappear.
My FWB was to be there at 8pm and I spent the next half hour trying to get everything ready; I put my couch together so it formed a huge semi-circle,which I thought would be great for some fun that was yet to come, had to have the right lighting and the right music, etc. Before I knew it, he was there and the anticipation of what was to come was incredible!
The three of us sat and chatted a little bit, but I honestly don't remember a thing we talked about. Probably due to equal parts alcohol and nervousness. But, what I do remember is that I wanted to just skip over some of the awkwardness of the whole situation, so after a little while I just crawled over to my friend and started kissing him and that started the ball rolling!
The rest of the evening was filled with fun and really hot times for all three of us! Talking to both men after the evening was over, I realized that they each had a great time and probably the best thing was that no one ever felt left out of the excitement. Even when one of the guys wasn't actively involved for a little while, he was still enjoying the show and was soon to join in on his own or have me shift my attention back to him - or both men!
I was sorry when my FWB had to leave, and I can remember him pushing me up against the wall by my door, (probably getting me back for pushing him up against my closet door just a few minutes earlier. . . ) for just a few more minutes of deep kissing since neither one of us wanted to evening to end. I could feel in more ways than one that he didn't want to go! ; ) But, like all good things, it had to come to an end.
I believe a huge part of why everything worked out so well was because we all felt relatively comfortable with each other and I felt very comfortable with both men. This is not an experience I'd want to do with someone I didn't know well.
After closing the door on my friend, I walked back to my bed to snuggle and chat with the man who was left in my bed. We both thought the evening had gone splendidly well, and I was already wondering how long it would be before I would get to do it again!