My first and only MFM

I saw a salacious tale floating on my homepage, posted by Lnlyknight. It described his first encounter in ménage à trois, by all accounts a pleasurable experience, which has inspired me to share my own.

This is not that.

It was at a house party, winding down in the small hours of the morning. I saw some friends on a couch together, looking lustfully at one another. In a drunken haze I confidently laid on the couch across them both.

"How about a threesome?" I ask with all smiles, hoping to push buttons in jest.

The two I'm sprawled across look to each other and shrug.

"Sure," they say. "Alright,"

This was news to all of us, not one of us had done this before, together or separately. But we took up the task dutifully, closing doors, turning off lights, arranging a sexual pillow fort from the couch cushions across the floor.

Years ago, I'd slept with the girl before. She knew what she was getting into with me. Her new lover, not so much.

In the dark we fumbled, the other man and I undressed her and took her in with our hands, sliding palms over nipples and hips. Tentatively testing her wetness with our fingertips.

Then she undressed us. Dexterous fingers tickling up and down our cocks, quivering at the touch. She bent and wet mine with her tongue, and with her phone in one hand, took a picture for later.

Her phone flashed with the camera and in that second the other man caught sight of mine, and I caught sight of his.

Of course size isn't important to all, but it's paramount in juvenile locker room chat, and I think that's where this poor guy was transported when he saw the length of my shaft stretched across this girl's face with an inch to spare on either side.

Stage fright, he couldn't stand to attention for her, so we turned her around and, on her hands and knees, I entered her from behind while she took him in her mouth.

I started slow, but instinct and sexual hunger took over as I pulled her hips into me and thrusted faster and harder into her.

She couldn't keep her breath, not with the other man in her mouth for sure. She had an asthma attack. She had no inhaler, the next best thing was to tap out and sit in the cold air under the moonlight outside.

It just wasn't meant to be, we all sheepishly decided as we dressed ourselves.

I took a long walk home to sober up, and to shift the blood from my still throbbing member.

Not every threesome's a winner.