Wife Transforms Now Enjoys Mfm

Wife Transforms -- Now Enjoys MFM

Beverly from Michigan writes...

Like so many other husbands that I have read about, for the past several years my husband has enjoyed engaging in wild fantasy talk while we make love. Surprise, surprise! During those pillow-talk sessions, he often mentioned that he would love to have another guy screw me while he watched and/or participated.

Well, for years I just tolerated his talk as something men had to do to get turned-on. Then, over the years he brought home X-rated videos and various magazines that featured three people having sex together. I finally started reading many of the letters about threesomes in Penthouse, Forum, etc., and wondered if the writers were really telling true stories... or was it all just titillating fiction.

About two years ago I stumbled onto the Literotica site and several stories about wives who had allowed themselves to experience MFM threesome sex. At first, I still thought some of the stories that purported to be "true experiences," were really just fiction.

However, the more I read, I began to sense that most of the stories I read were reasonable representations of what other real couples were doing to add spice to their shared sex lives. After much thought and re-evaluation of some of my long-held value systems, I decided that maybe recreational sex between me, my husband and others was not such a wicked or far-out thing to do.

Believe me, reaching that conclusion was no small feat for a woman of my upbringing! I had been taught that sex was something ONLY done with one's married partner... and preferably just for the purpose of making babies. Recreational sex was an oxymoron not unlike `military intelligence.'

I guess one of the things that helped me overcome my earlier inhibitions was the recognition that I had already rejected the notion that ALL sex outside of marriage was sin (my husband and I had enjoyed some great sex before we got married)... and that any form of contraception was sinful. Clearly my husband and I enjoyed considerable sexual pleasure that was not intended to result in additional children.

Sexual affairs are still totally out of the question for me, because they seem to require violation of a trust and openness that I hold dear in my marriage. However, I concluded, if my husband and I could genuinely come to terms with the notion of each other having intimate relations with others just for the sake of shared sexual fun, then MAYBE such things as MFM and FMF experiences could be possible for us.

One night after I had mentally wrestled with my growing sexual interests, and my husband's continued pillow-talk about inviting others to share in our bedroom fun, I finally decided to talk with my husband and let him know that I MAY finally be open to trying some new things with him.

For the first time I told him about the many stories I had read, and the candid advice from other wives that I found on the Internet. As you might guess, my dear husband was elated! Over the next several nights, we even read several of MGM-related stories together.

I told my husband that of all the things I read, two of them were the most persuasive to me that three-way fun was not perverse. Other stories helped me understand a bit more about why my husband might want to have me experience another man or men.

Frankly, the letters written by women had a bigger impact on me than most of the ones written by the men. Some writers gave me some great new ideas.

Over the following weeks my husband and I talked about some of the issues... or potential fears... that I would guess other women have considered too (fears about Jealousy, Prudity, Nudity and Confidence about my body, etc.). During that time my husband and I enjoyed some really great sex together as we talked about actually giving threesome sex a try.

JEALOUSY: During that time, my husband and I talked a lot about the possibility of jealousy coming up between us if one of us saw the other receiving or giving sexual pleasure (that could be construed as loving attention) to another person.

My husband assured me that if he were allowed to see me enjoying recreational sex with another guy... rather than him having a jealous reaction, he would regard it as a special extension of our loving relationship THAT HE WOULD BE GIVING ME... and I would be allowing him to share with me. But, he said, if he ever did experience any form of jealousy, he promised to immediately tell me.

On the other hand, I was less confident that jealousy would not result, if I saw him having sex with another woman. I wanted to say that I would not be jealous, but in all honesty, I could not be sure that my `womanly instincts' would not kick in.

To avoid dealing with my possible jealous reactions, we decided that (at least early on) we would not invite another woman to our bed. My husband assured me that his preference was for MFM experiences anyway.

PRUDITY: As mentioned above, I had already had to deal with my own potential 'prudeness' issues... sex outside of marriage... sex for other than procreation, etc. My husband and I had already developed a great `taste' for oral sex... both giving and receiving. We both love it. No prudity there. However, I felt that anal sex for me was clearly out. It is not so much a prudity issue as it is a pain issue. The few times we have tried it, it had hurt... lots! So, at this point, prudity was not a big issue to us.

NUDITY: I would think that the thought of appearing nude in front of a man other than one's husband might be a big road block to some women who have considered trying MFM fun. I know the thought went through my mind.

Fortunately, I have always had a positive self-image. My body is far from perfect (I have had three kids... and I have a few stretch marks, etc.), but I thoroughly enjoy being a woman... a being `designed' to attract and stimulate male attention and desire. I take great pride in knowing that my husband and other guys seem to find me attractive.

Even around the house, I try to dress in as feminine a manner as possible. I avoid frumpy old clothes except when serious cleaning or remodeling work requires it. When I go out... even to the grocery store... I make sure my appearance is clean, neat and tasteful. I get my share of favorable `looks' and eye contact from both men and women... even though I consider my looks are really quite average.

On the beach I often wear skimpy swim wear... particularly when we are away from our community. I admit it, I enjoy showing off my female body! But, I am not generally an exhibitionist either.

An exception was two occasions when my husband and I visited a nudist club. Once was several years ago (a year after we were married), and the second time was about three years ago. These were NOT sexual experiences. Just volleyball, swimming, socializing and dining... all in the nude. At first I was self-conscious... but that soon went away. I think those two experiences helped me avoid a fear of being nude in front a of new guy.

The truth is, I totally enjoy being a FEMALE female. My guess is that to the extent a woman enjoys her femininity and finds pleasure in exploring its potential... to that extent she will have less barriers to trying MFM fun.

As we found ourselves moving closer to really trying an MFM experience, we decided to set down some rules between ourselves.

The Rules We Adopted -

First, we agreed that if we started by having another man join us, we would follow that sometime in the future by inviting a woman to join us. I have to admit that this was my suggestion, albeit a hesitant suggestion. I wasn't as confident as my husband seemed to be that jealousy need not get involved. And, I had no interest in sexual interaction with another woman. But then, my husband really had no interest in overt sexual contact with another guy either. It just seemed fair. If I was going to experience "doubled attention," then he should too.

Second, we agreed that we would restrict sexual contact with others to times when we could both be present... no outside "affairs"... and not what one would call an "open marriage." We wanted this to ALWAYS be a sharing thing. Neither was to ever be left out.

Third, we would jointly decide how extra partners would be selected and "screened." While we might not be together in person while the other made arrangements with a prospective guest to our love life, we would agree on guidelines for selection.

Fourth, we both agreed that total discretion would be critical. Neither of us wanted our family members, existing friends or co-workers to know of this new aspect of our sexual relationship. Thus, we agreed to use "pen names," and to communicate through email, and a private phone line we had installed in the closet of our bedroom.

Fifth, we knew that our new ventures would involve some health risks, but we concluded that they would be minimal if we were picky about who we decided to have join us. So, we decided to stay away from men and women who boasted of `hundreds' of swing or threesome partners (although we decided that it would be helpful if our future partners had some experience prior to joining us neophytes), to avoid having sex with people who gave evidence of poor personal hygiene, had questionable lifestyles (active gay lifestyles, drug use, etc.), skin rashes or obvious medical problems.

My husband has never enjoyed sex when he had to use condoms. Actually, I experienced less enjoyment at those times too. So, I had my tubes tied after the birth of our third child (3 years ago). While we recognized we stood a slightly increased health risk, we decided that condom-free sex would be acceptable for any males we invited to join us. Besides, a big part of my pleasure comes from feeling that gush of male juices against my inner pussy walls... and we sure didn't need to worry about me getting pregnant.

We decided to deal with the condom issue on a case-by-case basis relative to any women who joined us. My husband agreed to honor the wishes of such women. Also, we agreed that if I, or any other woman, ever said "No" to something, we would honor that wish without any questions or cajoling. "No" was ALWAYS to mean NO!

Sixth, we decided to avoid inviting any of these `extra partners' to our home. Our income level allowed us the luxury of hiring child care when we wanted to "go out," and paying for a decent hotel/motel room as a place to play.

Seventh, my husband agreed to insist to any male `extra partner' should not try to have anal sex with me. The only anal sex I had experienced to this point was accompanied by substantial discomfort and/or pain. I just didn't enjoy it. I had occasionally allowed my husband that luxury, but I didn't want any other guy to try to take me that way.

Our eighth and final rule was that we would ALWAYS honor each other's wishes having to do with stopping a given activity, asking an `extra partner' to leave, taking periodic breaks from our ventures, or totally terminating our ventures into extra partner sex. Oh yes, and as part of this, we agreed to always watch out for the other's well-being (avoiding rough stuff, getting rid of drunk or disrespectful people, etc.).

Planning Our First Threesome -

As you can see, once we decided to give threesomes a try, we spent a lot of time together thinking through all the ramifications. We wanted our future adventure to be characterized by heightened sexual pleasures and shared fun... not problems.

By this point... some two months after deciding we would give MFM a try... I was actually getting excited by the prospect of what we were going to try. I am not one to masturbate, but I would occasionally find myself in the shower using the hand-held spray to stimulate my clit... or stroke myself to pleasant levels of sexual tension as I lay in bed in the morning, waiting for my husband to awaken.

During our weeks of planning, my husband and I found ourselves enjoying some really intense sexual pleasures with each other. We would almost always fantasize about another guy being with us. When my husband would cuddle up behind me (with me on my side) and enter me from behind, he would whisper into my ear that he was "Sam," or "George," or "Bill," entering me for the first time. He would tell me how great it was to be inside my pussy... how warm it felt. Meanwhile, I would let my mind wander, wishing my husband was laying in front of me so I could neck with him and cuddle with him while this "other guy" was screwing me from behind.

I found myself treating my husband to oral sex more often. I would bring his cock to my lips, kiss it, study it and fondle his balls while wondering how the masculine "equipment" of other guys might be different. I was beginning to really look forward to having us actually invite another guy to join us in our play.

I will have to admit that I had second thoughts during this period. "What would my parents or sisters think if they knew what we were planning to do? What would our friends at church, or neighbors think? Was I kidding myself... were we really venturing into a strange perversion?" Now that I have had some VERY PLEASANT threesome experiences, I KNOW that it was appropriate to put such worries behind me.

Info About Us -

By the way, I guess I should give the obligatory physical descriptions of me and my husband. I am blond, usually keep my weight at about 130, stand 5'3" in my stocking feet, and have a decent shape (36C, not too hippy, and a typical waist for a woman of 31 with 3 kids). My husband has dark brown hair, a fair amount of body hair (great hairy chest!), has been staying at about 175 lbs. the last several years, stands 5'9", and takes care of his body (only a very modest "pot" at his belly, and is fairly athletic). As I write this letter I am 31 and my husband is 34. We have now been married 11 years.

My husband travels a lot in his work. He is a technical service rep for a large electronics firm. While we live in Michigan, his work often takes him to Chicago and to various cities along the east coast. I do part-time sales work that allows me to set my own schedule and be flexible on if/when I work.

I had already occasionally accompanied my husband on some of his shorter business trips to allow us time together alone, and to give us some mini-vacations. We decided that, at least at first, we should attempt to make our `extra partner' contacts in cities where my husband regularly traveled.

We knew he would be having a two-week trip to Chicago, followed a few weeks later by a three-day follow-up trip to the same area. That gave us an idea. We would use some of the advertising ideas we learned to try to locate potential males in the Chicago area for our first MFM. Then my husband could meet with the better `prospects' during his two-week stay, in the hopes of finding a guy we could both meet when I joined him on his later three-day trip.

We had opened an email account under an anonymous name, so we placed a couple ads in Chicago area adult publications my husband had found on an earlier trip. We even posted an ad on the "AdultFriendFinder" site on the Internet. I could not believe all the email notes and letters we received.

Many of the guys wanted pictures of us... well, really, pictures of me. At first I said "No!" But then my husband got a new camera and demonstrated that he could take some sexy pictures of me that in no way revealed my face or identity. One Saturday night I agreed to let him give it a try, if he assured me that I could destroy any that I did not like, and that I would have control and safekeeping of all the photos until they were sent out.

We had fun that night. He told me to pretend that my first `extra guy' was sitting in a chair in the room, watching as he took increasingly revealing pictures of me. That image in my mind tended to make me really hot! I started by letting him get some shots of me in my favorite lingerie. Then, as I began getting really turned-on, he started snapping a variety of nude shots, some with me playing with myself.

Then I insisted on taking some photos of him... so we would have some for sending to future `extra gal' prospects. He stripped to his jockey shorts and did some crazy poses before he slid the shorts down and let me get some shots of his cock and balls. My husband's erect `endowment' is probably of average size (slightly over 6" long and a 5" circumference... we measured it), and it was absolutely rigid as I snapped several pictures of it. When I finished, we immediately put his cock to good use!

Later we downloaded the pictures onto a secure portion of our computer, sorted through the pictures and promptly deleted the ones that accidentally showed one of our faces or some other identifying detail. We selected a couple of the pictures to use as email attachments for replies to some of the email messages we had received.

Over the next several days we spent a few hours each night responding to the letters and email messages. That was really an erotic experience too. My husband wrote the basic reply letter that we reproduced (with variations) over and over to the various guys... and I generally added my own, personal PS. Naturally there were many guys to whom we simply wrote, "Thanks, but No Thanks."

Before it was time for my husband's two-week trip to Chicago, we had received 14 email messages from Chicago-area guys who all seemed like reasonable `maybes,' and who gave my husband ways to reach them while in the Chicago area. The day after he reached Chicago he began making contacts. Each night he would call me with his reports.

First Actual Meetings with Those Potential "Extra Guys" -

He met with a few of the guys twice, sharing more of my pictures, and gaining more information about them. By the end of the two weeks he had located two guys he was sure I would like, and a third (somewhat older) who might also be a prospect. He had managed to get all three of them to send a photo of themselves back for me to see.

Upon his return... between him being gone for two weeks, and the photos, and all the interesting stories he had to tell... we fell into bed and made mad passionate love for over an hour. I had a roaring-good climax, and he shot a big load inside of me just after I reached my own peak of pleasure.

We made arrangement for someone to stay with the kids for the days we would be gone, and we were almost giddy as we waited for the day to arrive to fly to Chicago. My husband had phoned all three of the guys to make arrangements to individually have drinks with them, so I could meet them personally... on a no-commitment-basis. I listened in on the extension phone, so I could hear their voices.

We arrived early on a Thursday afternoon, so we could schedule three different times/places for meeting with the three guys all on our first day. We met the first guy right at O'Hare Airport. He had a membership at one of the airlines' VIP Club, so we joined him there at the appointed time. That was the older guy.

We found a back corner and ordered some drinks. He was a gentleman, and quite attractive, but I wasn't feeling totally comfortable. He appeared to be a successful businessman, and presented himself in a friendly professional manner, but I just didn't feel drawn to him... and I thought I should be. My husband and I had some pre-arranged signals that enabled me to let him know I was not real enthusiastic about this guy. We cut things short, telling him we had to get to a business meeting, and my husband told him he would give him a call later.

We grabbed a cab for downtown Chicago. During the ride downtown, I was able to verbalize my lack of enthusiasm for this first guy. My husband agreed, and we mentally marked him off. Although my husband did give him a courtesy "No thanks" call the next day.