Our first time
Our first time
I thought I'd write up my first experience of seeing my gf with another guy -- or of seeing any woman with another guy for that matter. I thought about putting this in the "wannabe" forum but I guess since we've now done this once we're no longer wannabes, though unfortunately we've only done it this one time so far.
I'm luckier than most here in that it was my gf who suggested having sex with other men -- or at least that it was something that has emerged naturally in the course of our relationship -- perhaps it was mostly her idea with perhaps some encouragement from me.
My gf and I are both in our early 50s, and we've been seeing each other for about a year and a half. We both look good for our age, her especially. I don't think, even on her worst day, that anybody would guess from looking at her face that my gf was any older than 45, and with a little make up she can easily pass for someone in her 30s. Her body on the other hand could easily pass for that of a 20 something. Her frame is petite but she has surprisingly large, firm breasts for her size and a perfectly shaped ass. Her pussy is completely smooth with no visible labia so the impression on seeing her nude is not far off that of a barbie doll. As for me, I flatter myself that I also look good for my age -- I must look pretty good to have attracted her. I'm tall and I stay in shape and I don't think I let the side down when we're out together.
My gf is not one of those women who doesn't realise how attractive she is. She's confident of her looks and she knows she that if she dresses sexy she will get attention from men and because she knows that she often does dress sexy. I loved this from when we first started seeing each other, feeling proud to be with such a desirable woman and noticing other men looking at her. Even better was when we went to the beach or a pool she'd being showing a good amount of cheek wearing either a brazilian cut bikini or sometimes a thong. I found myself suggesting beach holidays even though that isn't usually my thing just so I could see her showing her body in public and watch other men staring at her gorgeous ass.
After getting past the first cautious stages of a relationship, I also found that she was open about saying when she found men attractive, either mentioning men she'd met or pointing out men she found attractive. She would also tell me if a guy had flirted with her. I guess she did this partially to tease me a little and perhaps provoke some jealousy. I generally would react with some slight jealousy but not in a negative way, and would ask follow up questions, and I guess she must have understood that I found it a little exciting to hear about these things.
Then back in April we'd had a discussion where we'd been talking about sex in general and the topic of threesomes came up. She said she'd always wanted to do an mmf and after some hesitation I said I'd be open to that -- though in retrospect I think I was only trying to show hesitation to her. After that she started mentioning other guys more frequently.
A few months later she went to a conference and got very flirty with a guy there. He tried to kiss her and touch her bottom, but she didn't let him. She messaged me about it right after and we had a sexy chat as she was clearly feeling very aroused by the experience and slightly regretting that she wasn't now having sex. I found myself tempted to tell her to go to his room and knock on his door, but I didn't have the nerve. There were several times after where we talked about that conference, once even discussing the possibility of a threesome with that guy which then progressed to a discussion involving me filming her as she fucked several guys.
So I guess gradually the idea of her being with another guy became something that was more "in the air".
But it was still a surprise when another few months later, she made it more concrete. There was an evening where my gf wanted to have sex late at night but I was quite sleepy. I tried my best but she wanted me to fuck her hard and after 20 minutes she stopped and told me I was too sleepy and that she wasn't getting enough "power" from me. As she turned away from me she said that tomorrow night she wanted to go to a nightclub and to pick up a guy and fuck him in front of me. She then promptly drifted off to sleep leaving me with my mind racing.
I definitely couldn't sleep. Apart from the fact that I hadn't orgasmed I was now suddenly faced with the suddenly very real prospect that I could see my gf fucking another guy. What would it actually be like seeing another cock enter her pussy? Would I get jealous? Would it actually turn out to be a horrible experience? What would she think of me after?
But even as I worried I realised that this was also an opportunity and I knew that I'd regret it if I let it pass. It could be dangerous for our relationship. I'd heard with this sort of thing that it's important for a couple to communicate clearly, and I knew that we weren't the sort of couple that tended to communicate that well. But if I said no now, it would look like I was wimping out.
And I was incredibly turned on by the prospect of what could happen. My cock was rock hard as I imagined her with another guy in the room, undressing in front of him, showing her pussy to him, seeing his cock enter her. Perhaps I would even be in control, telling her to strip for him, etc. Perhaps I'd join in with the sex too. We'd discussed when talking about a threesome how she might have the other guys cock in her pussy while taking mine in her mouth.
Strangely though the idea of another guys dick inside her pussy was a turn on, I didn't think I could handle seeing her kiss another guy. Somehow that seemed more emotional. That lead me to wonder how would it work if she picked up a guy in a nightclub? The standard way would be for her to start dancing with a guy and they'd get closer and eventually start making out. But that was what I didn't think I could handle. I wanted to somehow have her get straight to sex. Perhaps I could tell her to proposition him directly or even try to do it myself, but that would be difficult in a noisy club.
And where could she have sex? We'd probably have to go back to our place. But how would that work? Would she sit in the back with him while I drove them home? I didn't think I'd be able to handle them making out in the back while I drove home. Perhaps I could drive with her in the back and have the guy in the front and try to talk with him? That could work. Perhaps even have her display her pussy to both of us as we drove back.... But what if she picked up a second guy (that had been mooted as a possibility)? Then the only thing would be for them to all sit in the back seat together. And there was still the problem of seeing her making out with guys in a club.
The more I thought about it, the more I thought a swinger's club would be a better idea. I knew of a club where they would be allowing single men to attend the following evening. We could find a guy and if she liked him I could invite him to fuck her and they could fuck right away. No kissing or emotion. And if she felt like another we could do that too. And it would be a great opportunity to see her dressed ultra sexy in public. I imagined her in a minidress, perhaps stripping down to just her lingerie as the evening progressed...
I'm luckier than most here in that it was my gf who suggested having sex with other men -- or at least that it was something that has emerged naturally in the course of our relationship -- perhaps it was mostly her idea with perhaps some encouragement from me.
My gf and I are both in our early 50s, and we've been seeing each other for about a year and a half. We both look good for our age, her especially. I don't think, even on her worst day, that anybody would guess from looking at her face that my gf was any older than 45, and with a little make up she can easily pass for someone in her 30s. Her body on the other hand could easily pass for that of a 20 something. Her frame is petite but she has surprisingly large, firm breasts for her size and a perfectly shaped ass. Her pussy is completely smooth with no visible labia so the impression on seeing her nude is not far off that of a barbie doll. As for me, I flatter myself that I also look good for my age -- I must look pretty good to have attracted her. I'm tall and I stay in shape and I don't think I let the side down when we're out together.
My gf is not one of those women who doesn't realise how attractive she is. She's confident of her looks and she knows she that if she dresses sexy she will get attention from men and because she knows that she often does dress sexy. I loved this from when we first started seeing each other, feeling proud to be with such a desirable woman and noticing other men looking at her. Even better was when we went to the beach or a pool she'd being showing a good amount of cheek wearing either a brazilian cut bikini or sometimes a thong. I found myself suggesting beach holidays even though that isn't usually my thing just so I could see her showing her body in public and watch other men staring at her gorgeous ass.
After getting past the first cautious stages of a relationship, I also found that she was open about saying when she found men attractive, either mentioning men she'd met or pointing out men she found attractive. She would also tell me if a guy had flirted with her. I guess she did this partially to tease me a little and perhaps provoke some jealousy. I generally would react with some slight jealousy but not in a negative way, and would ask follow up questions, and I guess she must have understood that I found it a little exciting to hear about these things.
Then back in April we'd had a discussion where we'd been talking about sex in general and the topic of threesomes came up. She said she'd always wanted to do an mmf and after some hesitation I said I'd be open to that -- though in retrospect I think I was only trying to show hesitation to her. After that she started mentioning other guys more frequently.
A few months later she went to a conference and got very flirty with a guy there. He tried to kiss her and touch her bottom, but she didn't let him. She messaged me about it right after and we had a sexy chat as she was clearly feeling very aroused by the experience and slightly regretting that she wasn't now having sex. I found myself tempted to tell her to go to his room and knock on his door, but I didn't have the nerve. There were several times after where we talked about that conference, once even discussing the possibility of a threesome with that guy which then progressed to a discussion involving me filming her as she fucked several guys.
So I guess gradually the idea of her being with another guy became something that was more "in the air".
But it was still a surprise when another few months later, she made it more concrete. There was an evening where my gf wanted to have sex late at night but I was quite sleepy. I tried my best but she wanted me to fuck her hard and after 20 minutes she stopped and told me I was too sleepy and that she wasn't getting enough "power" from me. As she turned away from me she said that tomorrow night she wanted to go to a nightclub and to pick up a guy and fuck him in front of me. She then promptly drifted off to sleep leaving me with my mind racing.
I definitely couldn't sleep. Apart from the fact that I hadn't orgasmed I was now suddenly faced with the suddenly very real prospect that I could see my gf fucking another guy. What would it actually be like seeing another cock enter her pussy? Would I get jealous? Would it actually turn out to be a horrible experience? What would she think of me after?
But even as I worried I realised that this was also an opportunity and I knew that I'd regret it if I let it pass. It could be dangerous for our relationship. I'd heard with this sort of thing that it's important for a couple to communicate clearly, and I knew that we weren't the sort of couple that tended to communicate that well. But if I said no now, it would look like I was wimping out.
And I was incredibly turned on by the prospect of what could happen. My cock was rock hard as I imagined her with another guy in the room, undressing in front of him, showing her pussy to him, seeing his cock enter her. Perhaps I would even be in control, telling her to strip for him, etc. Perhaps I'd join in with the sex too. We'd discussed when talking about a threesome how she might have the other guys cock in her pussy while taking mine in her mouth.
Strangely though the idea of another guys dick inside her pussy was a turn on, I didn't think I could handle seeing her kiss another guy. Somehow that seemed more emotional. That lead me to wonder how would it work if she picked up a guy in a nightclub? The standard way would be for her to start dancing with a guy and they'd get closer and eventually start making out. But that was what I didn't think I could handle. I wanted to somehow have her get straight to sex. Perhaps I could tell her to proposition him directly or even try to do it myself, but that would be difficult in a noisy club.
And where could she have sex? We'd probably have to go back to our place. But how would that work? Would she sit in the back with him while I drove them home? I didn't think I'd be able to handle them making out in the back while I drove home. Perhaps I could drive with her in the back and have the guy in the front and try to talk with him? That could work. Perhaps even have her display her pussy to both of us as we drove back.... But what if she picked up a second guy (that had been mooted as a possibility)? Then the only thing would be for them to all sit in the back seat together. And there was still the problem of seeing her making out with guys in a club.
The more I thought about it, the more I thought a swinger's club would be a better idea. I knew of a club where they would be allowing single men to attend the following evening. We could find a guy and if she liked him I could invite him to fuck her and they could fuck right away. No kissing or emotion. And if she felt like another we could do that too. And it would be a great opportunity to see her dressed ultra sexy in public. I imagined her in a minidress, perhaps stripping down to just her lingerie as the evening progressed...
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Will update with part 2 sometime in the next few days.
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The advantage of a swinger's club is that it's arguably easier to be spontaneous in that environment.Victor Skyhawk wrote: ↑Tue Jan 07, 2025 9:15 amMy wife would like it to be spontaneous but that would be a logistical nightmare.
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Finally managed to get the next part down:
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These thoughts about my gf, J, being with another man kept me awake all night. Even after I'd decided on a course of action, my mind was still racing and filled with visions which simultaneously filled me with feelings of dread and arousal. Maybe I'd had a few bouts of sleep but they can't have been longer than a few minutes. Eventually, it started to get light outside, and eventually it got to the point where I thought I could reasonably wake her up. It was still earlier than she'd get up naturally, but I was eager to talk about what we'd do this evening, and I judged that it was late enough to be reasonable to gently wake her up. And being so horny I knew just how I wanted to do it... by worshipping her beautiful pussy and ass -- something that I love to do and which I'd even if she didn't enjoy it.
So I turned around so my face was under the covers. J was sleeping on her side facing away from me and her pussy was just accessible if I stretched my tongue out, and I started gently licking it, half hoping that she'd notice it and half hoping that she wouldn't so I could do it for longer. After about 10 minutes she moved so she was lying on her front so I readjusted myself to my favourite oral sex position: with my legs off the end of the bed with body between her legs and my face resting between her cheeks. With my nose resting on her anus I could continue to taste her pussy, imagining how it might later on have another man's penis inside it. She initially stayed very still but as I continued every once in a while I'd feel her move to meet my tongue. After a few more minutes she started to make some noises of pleasure. As they became more frequent I moved to start tasting her asshole, fingering her clit as I did so, pushing my tongue in as her asshole loosened, and getting even more turned on as I did so. Eventually I moved upwards and let my dick enter her pussy trying not to move too much so I wouldn't cum too quickly. Unfortunately, I was so aroused from my night spent thinking of another guy entering her pussy as well as by the attention I'd been just been giving to her pussy and ass that it only took the slightest movement inside her for me to feel very close. I tried my best but I found inside a minute that I was very close. I pulled out hoping to stop myself that way but I was past the point of no return and I was soon collecting my sperm in my hand (she usually prefers if I don't cum inside her or on her).
After going to the bathroom and cleaning myself up, I came back to bed. She'd turned away from my side of the bed and her eyes were closed. I lay in bed again next to her, and kissed her on her neck.
"Did you sleep well?"
"Not really."
"Why?"
"You kept tossing and turning and getting up to go to the bathroom."
I guess it was true that while not sleeping I had been tossing and it was true that I'd gotten up to go to the bathroom several times -- as one does when unable to sleep. And she'd been unsatisfied by me sexually twice -- last night because she'd given up on me and this morning because I'd cum too quickly. She was clearly annoyed with me and I suppose she had several reasons for that.
"Sorry, I couldn't sleep last night after what you said."
"What did I say?"
"What you said last night before you went to sleep.."
"..."
"About wanting to find a young guy to have sex with tonight..."
"Oh yes."
"Were you serious?"
"Yes of course. Why?"
I tried to preface my answer to make it seem that I wasn't as enthusiastic as I was, and mentioned some of the thoughts I'd had during the night about needing to be careful, not being comfortable with kissing, not knowing how I'd react etc. But I then said that I knew we'd kind of been talking about the idea before and I wanted her to be happy and I had to admit the idea did turn me on a little so if it was something she wanted to try... That of course was a huge understatement -- I didn't tell her that I'd just cum imagining her being spitroasted by 2 guys.
"So I don't think I can say no. I think we'd regret not going ahead with it."
When I said this she suddenly became more animated. "Oh we're going to have so much fun."
A little later I tried to bring up the idea of going to a swingers club. I asked her which club she was thinking about going to and how she thought it would work. She was confident about being able to pick up a good looking young guy, and I had no doubt that her confidence was well founded. But I tried to run through some of the difficulties I'd been thinking of the night before. The difficulty which did seem to sway her was when I asked how she knew she'd be able to find a guy who was comfortable with me there watching or joining in.
At that point I suggested the swingers club: "There's a place I looked up that looks like it could work well."
"What is it?"
"It's a swingers club." I could see from the look on her face that I'd need to sell it a little. "From what I can tell it looks reasonably classy. This evening they allow allow single guys. I think they only allow in single guys who are reasonably good looking. The club's known for being picky about who they allow in."
J didn't look too convinced but agreed fairly quickly. She commented that this arrangement would benefit me as it would give me the opportunity to have sex with another woman too. I said that if we did end up doing something with another couple I could imagine doing that but that I was mostly interested in seeing her find a young guy to have sex with. She was also a little sceptical as to how young or good looking the men there would actually be. I tried to reassure her, but she wasn't that interested in discussing it.
I forget much of the exact details of that day. We'd actually been staying in a hotel the previous night so we had a busy day of driving home and sightseeing. We managed to submit our request to join the club during the morning, and after our membership was approved I signed us up for the event that evening.
Our plans for the evening didn't dominate our talk during the day but it was definitely in the air. J definitely seemed even more sexually charged than usual. She told me about a friend of hers who was married but who with her husband's knowled often visited clubs on her own for sex because her husband had sexual problems. When we filled up for fuel and I came back from paying she told me that she'd been exchanging flirtatious glances with the guy in the car next to ours and had felt tempted to invite him for later.
I was more or less constantly thinking about it too, but not so much in a sexually charged way. I spent more time wondering and to a certain extent worrying what it would be like. It had been my suggestion so I'd taken some responsibility for the success or failure of the evening. I was especially nervous as to how many single guys would be there and whether my gf would be attracted to any of them. I also kept wondering how it would work with getting one of them to have sex with her if we found a guy she liked. In my fantasy I would at a certain point be the one who offered my gf to him. I thought that if I had some control of the situation then it would feel less like she was cheating on me and more that I was, for want of a better word, pimping to other guys.
The club had an RSVP page for each of its events where you could see pictures of who was going. My worries about looks increased when after we got back I showed my gf the page and she wasn't impressed. There were about a hundred entries on the page. About a dozen of those were single guys. Ther were a few single women and the rest were couples. She wasn't taken with any of the couples there and seemed even less impressed by the single guys on the list. There was just one guy she seemed to find acceptable, partly because his photo showed his face.
But I suppose I shouldn't have worried too much. She didn't seem to have changed her mind, and we still kept up our preparations to go.
At one point she asked me "Are you prepared for what you're going to see tonight?"
"I think so."
"Maybe I'll end up with a dick in my mouth and another in my ass." She knelt on the floor to show the position she was imagining.
I wasn't sure how to respond. Sometimes she said things just to shock me and see how I reacted. I chose the most factual response I could think of: "I thought you didn't like anal." We'd tried it once and she had kind of liked it but hadn't liked the feeling afterwards.
"Well in this situation it might be something I need to do."
Another question she asked was whether I'd be able to get an erection in public. As it turned out that question was prescient.
Thinking back to these and other things she'd said during the day I really shouldn't have worried about whether the guys there would be attractive or not. I think she was determined that she was going to make the most of the night, and take whatever opportunities arose. If nobody took her fancy then she could always fall back on sex with me.
After dinner she went to get ready. I'd been hoping to watch her dress, but she told me to get myself ready and then relax and wait.
We'd discussed what she might wear earlier, and I'd suggested a dress which she often wore at home but which she would not usually have worn in public. It was tight and made of a thin material and so short that when she wore it I would often get glimpses of her smooth pussy when she was wearing it (she rarely wore underwear at home). Furthermore the sides of the dress were cut out with criss-crossing strings connecting the front and back panels.
She'd agreed right away that that dress was a good idea, and my thoughts during the day had often turned to thinking excitedly of how much of her would be on display, wondering if perhaps during the evening the dress would be removed...
But even though I had an idea what I might see I was still gobsmacked when I saw her come into the living room ready to go. With her makeup and her hair done and a few sparkles she'd added just above her cleavage, she was the perfect combination of slutty and classy. I could see that under the dress she'd chosen to wear a sheer g-string and bra set which I'd bought for hear a couple of months ago. I loved the way she looked in that g-string. From the back it of course looked great, but the front had a perfect cut that, together with the sheer material served to accentuate the slit at the center of her smooth tidy pussy (her labia are not prominent).
"You look beautiful."
I tried to pull her to me to give her a kiss, but she pulled back.
"I don't want to mess my makeup."
I still tried to hug her and feel her under her dress but she stepped away more forcefuly.
"Come on, let's go."
I reflected that though the atmosphere had been sexually charged all day, J had been physically distant from me most of the day. I'd tried to initiate some sexual contact when we'd arrived home, but unusually, she hadn't been willing, giving the excuse that there wasn't enough time. I guess she was saving herself. I followed her out the door and we drove to the club.
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These thoughts about my gf, J, being with another man kept me awake all night. Even after I'd decided on a course of action, my mind was still racing and filled with visions which simultaneously filled me with feelings of dread and arousal. Maybe I'd had a few bouts of sleep but they can't have been longer than a few minutes. Eventually, it started to get light outside, and eventually it got to the point where I thought I could reasonably wake her up. It was still earlier than she'd get up naturally, but I was eager to talk about what we'd do this evening, and I judged that it was late enough to be reasonable to gently wake her up. And being so horny I knew just how I wanted to do it... by worshipping her beautiful pussy and ass -- something that I love to do and which I'd even if she didn't enjoy it.
So I turned around so my face was under the covers. J was sleeping on her side facing away from me and her pussy was just accessible if I stretched my tongue out, and I started gently licking it, half hoping that she'd notice it and half hoping that she wouldn't so I could do it for longer. After about 10 minutes she moved so she was lying on her front so I readjusted myself to my favourite oral sex position: with my legs off the end of the bed with body between her legs and my face resting between her cheeks. With my nose resting on her anus I could continue to taste her pussy, imagining how it might later on have another man's penis inside it. She initially stayed very still but as I continued every once in a while I'd feel her move to meet my tongue. After a few more minutes she started to make some noises of pleasure. As they became more frequent I moved to start tasting her asshole, fingering her clit as I did so, pushing my tongue in as her asshole loosened, and getting even more turned on as I did so. Eventually I moved upwards and let my dick enter her pussy trying not to move too much so I wouldn't cum too quickly. Unfortunately, I was so aroused from my night spent thinking of another guy entering her pussy as well as by the attention I'd been just been giving to her pussy and ass that it only took the slightest movement inside her for me to feel very close. I tried my best but I found inside a minute that I was very close. I pulled out hoping to stop myself that way but I was past the point of no return and I was soon collecting my sperm in my hand (she usually prefers if I don't cum inside her or on her).
After going to the bathroom and cleaning myself up, I came back to bed. She'd turned away from my side of the bed and her eyes were closed. I lay in bed again next to her, and kissed her on her neck.
"Did you sleep well?"
"Not really."
"Why?"
"You kept tossing and turning and getting up to go to the bathroom."
I guess it was true that while not sleeping I had been tossing and it was true that I'd gotten up to go to the bathroom several times -- as one does when unable to sleep. And she'd been unsatisfied by me sexually twice -- last night because she'd given up on me and this morning because I'd cum too quickly. She was clearly annoyed with me and I suppose she had several reasons for that.
"Sorry, I couldn't sleep last night after what you said."
"What did I say?"
"What you said last night before you went to sleep.."
"..."
"About wanting to find a young guy to have sex with tonight..."
"Oh yes."
"Were you serious?"
"Yes of course. Why?"
I tried to preface my answer to make it seem that I wasn't as enthusiastic as I was, and mentioned some of the thoughts I'd had during the night about needing to be careful, not being comfortable with kissing, not knowing how I'd react etc. But I then said that I knew we'd kind of been talking about the idea before and I wanted her to be happy and I had to admit the idea did turn me on a little so if it was something she wanted to try... That of course was a huge understatement -- I didn't tell her that I'd just cum imagining her being spitroasted by 2 guys.
"So I don't think I can say no. I think we'd regret not going ahead with it."
When I said this she suddenly became more animated. "Oh we're going to have so much fun."
A little later I tried to bring up the idea of going to a swingers club. I asked her which club she was thinking about going to and how she thought it would work. She was confident about being able to pick up a good looking young guy, and I had no doubt that her confidence was well founded. But I tried to run through some of the difficulties I'd been thinking of the night before. The difficulty which did seem to sway her was when I asked how she knew she'd be able to find a guy who was comfortable with me there watching or joining in.
At that point I suggested the swingers club: "There's a place I looked up that looks like it could work well."
"What is it?"
"It's a swingers club." I could see from the look on her face that I'd need to sell it a little. "From what I can tell it looks reasonably classy. This evening they allow allow single guys. I think they only allow in single guys who are reasonably good looking. The club's known for being picky about who they allow in."
J didn't look too convinced but agreed fairly quickly. She commented that this arrangement would benefit me as it would give me the opportunity to have sex with another woman too. I said that if we did end up doing something with another couple I could imagine doing that but that I was mostly interested in seeing her find a young guy to have sex with. She was also a little sceptical as to how young or good looking the men there would actually be. I tried to reassure her, but she wasn't that interested in discussing it.
I forget much of the exact details of that day. We'd actually been staying in a hotel the previous night so we had a busy day of driving home and sightseeing. We managed to submit our request to join the club during the morning, and after our membership was approved I signed us up for the event that evening.
Our plans for the evening didn't dominate our talk during the day but it was definitely in the air. J definitely seemed even more sexually charged than usual. She told me about a friend of hers who was married but who with her husband's knowled often visited clubs on her own for sex because her husband had sexual problems. When we filled up for fuel and I came back from paying she told me that she'd been exchanging flirtatious glances with the guy in the car next to ours and had felt tempted to invite him for later.
I was more or less constantly thinking about it too, but not so much in a sexually charged way. I spent more time wondering and to a certain extent worrying what it would be like. It had been my suggestion so I'd taken some responsibility for the success or failure of the evening. I was especially nervous as to how many single guys would be there and whether my gf would be attracted to any of them. I also kept wondering how it would work with getting one of them to have sex with her if we found a guy she liked. In my fantasy I would at a certain point be the one who offered my gf to him. I thought that if I had some control of the situation then it would feel less like she was cheating on me and more that I was, for want of a better word, pimping to other guys.
The club had an RSVP page for each of its events where you could see pictures of who was going. My worries about looks increased when after we got back I showed my gf the page and she wasn't impressed. There were about a hundred entries on the page. About a dozen of those were single guys. Ther were a few single women and the rest were couples. She wasn't taken with any of the couples there and seemed even less impressed by the single guys on the list. There was just one guy she seemed to find acceptable, partly because his photo showed his face.
But I suppose I shouldn't have worried too much. She didn't seem to have changed her mind, and we still kept up our preparations to go.
At one point she asked me "Are you prepared for what you're going to see tonight?"
"I think so."
"Maybe I'll end up with a dick in my mouth and another in my ass." She knelt on the floor to show the position she was imagining.
I wasn't sure how to respond. Sometimes she said things just to shock me and see how I reacted. I chose the most factual response I could think of: "I thought you didn't like anal." We'd tried it once and she had kind of liked it but hadn't liked the feeling afterwards.
"Well in this situation it might be something I need to do."
Another question she asked was whether I'd be able to get an erection in public. As it turned out that question was prescient.
Thinking back to these and other things she'd said during the day I really shouldn't have worried about whether the guys there would be attractive or not. I think she was determined that she was going to make the most of the night, and take whatever opportunities arose. If nobody took her fancy then she could always fall back on sex with me.
After dinner she went to get ready. I'd been hoping to watch her dress, but she told me to get myself ready and then relax and wait.
We'd discussed what she might wear earlier, and I'd suggested a dress which she often wore at home but which she would not usually have worn in public. It was tight and made of a thin material and so short that when she wore it I would often get glimpses of her smooth pussy when she was wearing it (she rarely wore underwear at home). Furthermore the sides of the dress were cut out with criss-crossing strings connecting the front and back panels.
She'd agreed right away that that dress was a good idea, and my thoughts during the day had often turned to thinking excitedly of how much of her would be on display, wondering if perhaps during the evening the dress would be removed...
But even though I had an idea what I might see I was still gobsmacked when I saw her come into the living room ready to go. With her makeup and her hair done and a few sparkles she'd added just above her cleavage, she was the perfect combination of slutty and classy. I could see that under the dress she'd chosen to wear a sheer g-string and bra set which I'd bought for hear a couple of months ago. I loved the way she looked in that g-string. From the back it of course looked great, but the front had a perfect cut that, together with the sheer material served to accentuate the slit at the center of her smooth tidy pussy (her labia are not prominent).
"You look beautiful."
I tried to pull her to me to give her a kiss, but she pulled back.
"I don't want to mess my makeup."
I still tried to hug her and feel her under her dress but she stepped away more forcefuly.
"Come on, let's go."
I reflected that though the atmosphere had been sexually charged all day, J had been physically distant from me most of the day. I'd tried to initiate some sexual contact when we'd arrived home, but unusually, she hadn't been willing, giving the excuse that there wasn't enough time. I guess she was saving herself. I followed her out the door and we drove to the club.
Re: Our first time
Link to a photo of J: https://ibb.co/VgFtbFr
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Re: Our first time
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Re: Our first time
I can vividly recall the first time my wife and I did MFM sex. I can remember everything that happened. I can vividly recall the look on her face when she thought about what she was going to do. He was on his back naked on our bed with a hard on. She was completely naked. I was naked and standing by our dresser. She stared at his hard cock for seconds, then stared into my face, then back at his cock, then into my face, made up her mind, and rode him reverse cowgirl. Reverse cowgirl is one of very few positions she can sometimes cum while fucking. She didn't have a chance. He came within seconds. We've been doing it since when we can.
MFM sex is my wife's dominant sexual fantasies.
The expression on her face was pensive and deep thought of what she was considering doing for the first time. After that time, she's never hesitated.
MFM sex is my wife's dominant sexual fantasies.
The expression on her face was pensive and deep thought of what she was considering doing for the first time. After that time, she's never hesitated.