One Of The Best Nights Of Sex Ever - My Threesome

I have a Fuck-it List.  And on that list is a three-some.  What is really was, was I wanted to sexplore being with a woman, BUT if I didn't like it I wanted a man there to take over.  Well thought out, well planned and in the bed, well played.

I can't remember a time in my life that I was nervous.  This was it. I knew what I wanted, I wanted to have an orgasm, I wanted to perform oral sex on 'her', I wanted to give her an orgasm, I wanted it to be very erotic, and if I had a choice I would like her to have big breasts.

David was quite attractive, he asked me out, I asked the usual questions.... are you a sexual deviant? .... do you make your own money? ... do you drive and actually own car?.... what is your living situation?.... STOP! he was living with his wife.  I started to walk away and he said.."I'm asking you out to go to our home and meet my wife... I got the sense you wanted to explore something". This man was not only attractive he was clever as well.  "Why yes, in fact I do want to sexplore something".  I needed to prepare, I needed to shave my legs and ...... I told him to get his wife to call me later.  His wife did call, we had a great chat an decided to meet at my place on the weekend.

I had to prepare, fresh sheets, one more pillow, clean the place, make some food, buy some wine, maybe bake some of 'those cookies'.... and consult a friend of mine who had been in this situation many times.  "They sound like they do this all the time, so they will take the lead and basically Jane, if anything passes in front of your mouth.... either lick it or suck it".  Great advice.

I started with some wine.  Then more wine, and.... a little bit more to ease my nerves.  'Ding dong'...they're here.  David looked good, she looked great with gorgeous breasts!   We sat down and got to know each other. David asked a number of times if it was time to go to the bedroom.. OMG! men never change!  She and I laughed and told him to calm down.  She and I got to know each other... laughed about the fact that we each needed to shave our legs before we met...David was bored... we didn't care.   I served a little snack and cocktails.  At some point she leaned over and kissed me, that was the starting gun, it was time to retire to the bedroom.  David had his clothes off before we left the couch.  I got up from the couch and stumbled... oh shit, waaaay too much wine.  I needed to water to now to counteract the alcohol in my bloodstream. more water, maybe a little more. 

Amanda and I took our time in the bedroom,  slowly undressing each other, talking and kissing, David was stroking himself.  He was not going to be able to make it if he didn't slow down. We allowed David to join us now, he started with a deep kiss to me, then a kiss with Amanda.

It was like a well trained orchestra and David was the conductor.  I was well stocked with dildos, rope, blind-folds, anal beads, lubrication, vibrators, massage oil and so on and so on.   He moved effortlessly between Amanda and I kissing, stroking, pinching nipples, we were in a perfect human triangle.  His lips on my pussy, my lips on her pussy, her lips on his cock. We were changing positions based on David's arousal, Amanda was slowly him down.  He was finally allowed to enter me and he was beautiful...perfectly shaped cock, great length and girth for me and he hit my G-spot dead on.  Amanda was kissing me and sucking my nipples.  David turned me over doggy-style and Amanda was her back while I went between her legs.  This all made so much sense, doggy is one of my favourite positions and now I had something to do while I was facing the sheets.. there was a gorgeous woman there.  I was being pleased and I made sure I pleased her.  We kissed and suckled each others breasts.  I came in squirting bliss.  David was so aroused, Amanda doesn't squirt.  He nearly came inside me.  He pulled out quickly to make sure he finished in Amanda, that is 'their' rule. He entered Amanda and I continued kissing her until they both came together.

It was a perfect night.  We all stayed in bed for the rest of the night, we moved around each other all night, once in a while one of us would fall asleep and the other two would play.  The morning came too quickly.  We said our sleepy good byes' at the door.  I smiled constantly for a week.  I finally had had my three-some and had no idea why I waited so long.  We saw each other often.  Amanda went away for the summer and our 3some fun just sort of  faded away.  I didn't want to be with David alone.. not sure how he felt about that, but that was the truth.   My fuck-it list was coming along really well.  NEXT!

~Jane, big smile while I remember that nite.

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Getting the hell out of LA

After deciding to leave Edward and LA behind, I had to think like Jane Smith..SEXPERT   it didn't take me long to decide which direction to go. I needed the ocean, some sun... and wine. I walked out of the lobby that 2 days before I had walked into and was expecting the most amazing 5 days.  Instead my 'lover' was attending his conference and leaving me to my own devices.  Really? I have no problem finding something more fun to do.  I confidently walked up to the first cab... "Where is the ocean from here"?  I wasn't sure if it my Canadian accent or not but he looked at me like I had two heads.  He looked around to see if he was being filmed.. I guess that happens a lot in LA... I said "I need to go to the Ocean, I have no idea where it is from here other than, I'm guessing further West.. what would the closet city be at the ocean"?  He asked "Are you fleeing from someone?" "Yes", I said "a terrible lover".... "ah, ok, I thought there was going to be a car chase here, and I hate those so.. where would you like to go"?  Now I'm looking at him like he has two heads.  I shook my head to try and start over.  He told me Santa Monica was the closet city and it was ocean-side.  Perfect I thought, I've never been to Santa Monica. "Ok, lets go"... "well lady, I'm going to charge you about $100 for the cab...or... see that bus?, it will take you right there for $1.50, I would feel terrible taking your money, and well its' almost lunch time, I have an audition"... Now I'm looking around to see if someone is filming. Get me the fuck out of this city. "Fine, thank you for your help... and good luck with your audition."

Across the street as promised was the bus for $1.50 trip to Santa Monica. With my cute luggage, I traveled for an hour to the Ocean and what a great Ocean with was.  I could splurge on a hotel now after saving $100. However there were no rooms at the Inn... at any Inn for that matter.  Can you imagine what is like to walk around in the boiling sun for hours, dragging my horrible luggage from hotel to hotel only to be turned down over and over again? Now I'm stinky, sun burned, and needed a toilet. My last resort..get it resort? ..lol was a small-ish place across from the pier.  He said the only room he had left was behind reception beside the laundry rooms.  "I'll take it."  "You have to look at it first, to make sure it's suitable before I take your money."  He had no idea how desperate I was , I went back, looked at it, came back..smiled "I'll take it, I'll be here for 4 days."   What a glorious room it appeared to be. 

Freshened up, I plugged my phone in and I took off to explore.  Santa Monica is a beautiful city, fresh, clean, great restaurants, fabulous shopping and the night life was a riot. I spent my first evening at the pier, watching all the sites of a carnival.  The end of the pier was the most fun.  It was packed with all men who were fishing. Lucky me, I love men and I love fishing.  A man let me use his fishing rod, while he went to the bathroom.  He was gone a long time, his buddies were laughing.  "You know he didn't go to bathroom....he visits a hooker under the pier."  "Oh... well then he will likely catch something before me."   I fished to my hearts content. 

I made my way back to my hotel, stopping at every licensed establishment.  Upon arrival at my room, my phone was blinking.  I listened to Edwards plaintive messages, 'where was I, why had I left, was I coming back'.... it only took him 9 hrs to realize I was gone.  I was happy with my decision to head to SM, instead of spend another day in LA.   I texted him back to let him know I was in SM, and said he was more than welcome to join me in my awesome room beside the hotels' laundry room...lol.. he said he might be able to make it down in a couple of days.  My response.."it's ok Edward, this time together did not go as we had planned, it's fine. Good luck in your conference, I don't see any point in seeing each other again."  Time for me to move on.  Unfortunately I hadn't brought any toys with me...expecting a 6'3" man who didn't require batteries.. dammit!  I tried to sleep, for some reason they do hotel laundry alllllll night long :(   I couldn't get the zipper to my luggage open, I had to get scissors from the front desk to cut it open.  So I could access my treasures inside, like my toothbrush. Now I needed new luggage.  I might send Edward a bill for my added expenses. It could only go up hill from here. 

The next day I planned on walking to Venice beach, man is it hot here.. the sun was beating down relentlessly... hotter still on the beach with each little tiny grain of sand reflecting the sun back up from below.  I walked in the surf instead.. it was fucking glorious.  Did I mention I had the cutest sundress on , no underwear, and clearly see-through.  I look across the beach and spotted a man in a fabulous suit standing at the canteen that sells water... I suddenly felt very thirsty. I made my way over to the canteen, I looked at the man, he looked at me.  I had a great conversation with the guy  who ran the canteen the suited man said nothing...... oh well his loss.  I took my water and continued down the boardwalk.  I made it 100ft or so before I thought my flip flops were melting on the wooden trail. I sat down on a the closet empty bench, kicked off my flip flops, hiked up my dress, pushed my sunglasses back on my head and leaned back and closed my eyes to really take in the sounds and smells of the ocean.   I could have been there all day.  Without warning the sun was blocked and there in front of me was suited man.  "Hello" he said...without looking up... 'hi... why on earth are you in a suit on the beach?".... "I'm head of security for this hotel"... oh great I thought, it's a private beach and he's kicking me out.. no way.. I've found the perfect spot to forget Edward and LA and I wasn't going to leave.  "I wanted to talk to you when you bought your water but I was tongue tied.. I've never seen a woman with so much confidence and comfortable in her own skin before"... for a tongue tied man he was pretty talented.. 

"you don't see confident women on Venice beach..are you kidding me?" ... "all of them are vain..that's different"... he said... good answer I thought.  I told him I bought water because I wanted a closer look at the handsome man in a suit on the beach... he didn't believe me.. I opened my backpack and showed him the two full bottles I already had inside.. no his confidence was building.   It was clear we were attracted to each other. He sat with me, we talked for an hour.  What a sweet heart. He lives just outside of SM.  He gave me his pass to the hotel bar and pool and we agreed to meet when he was finished his shift.   We spent the next 4 days together, it was wonderful, he took me everywhere and showed me the sites.  We spent every night in the ocean followed by dinner and the rest of the night in his apt. What a glorious lover he was. I hadn't missed a beat. Jane Smith the Sexplorer has discovered an amazing man on the west coast. You just never know when/where you are going to meet someone so compatible.  He drove me to airport on the my last day. We spoke everyday while I was back home, I flew back a month later and stayed with him for two weeks.  One of the best holiday's I've ever had.  We continue to talk everyday although we are 3,000 miles apart.  His name is Eduardo... really it is. I exchanged one Ed for another, both from Spain... the universe has a great sense of humour.  I love it. 

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A nite with 'Tim' not his real name

I once met a man named 'Tim'.. he had the biggest balls I've ever seen.  I really wanted that to rhyme dammit! Tim could 'tea-bag' someone from across the room.

 I met Tim online as I usually met my victims... uh em... men.  Apparently the site we were both on had set us up as a 'Perfect Match'.  He was from 2.5 hrs away.. match for what exactly I wanted to know.  His pic was pretty cute, it was obvious there were more people in the pic and they sadly were chopped off.  lol So many of you people do that..silly really.  We chatted for a bit online then moved to a phone call.  I loved his voice, he had a cute little something I just loved, from the way he was talking I knew I had to kiss the mouth whose tongue made that little sound.  I'm sure a speech pathologist would have fixed it if he were younger and looking to have it corrected but was sexy as hell.  He lived a long way away but worked so much closer.  We decided to meet one nite in the middle. After that first date, he had to sleep in his office because it was too far to drive back home... no one had slept in their office for me before... it was adorable..he had me then and there.... he slept in his office many nites, the only reason he didn't come to my place was my place was often too far from work for him..

We had a great first date, I still have so many fond memories of him.  We met for drinks about 3 weeks ago, he has new gf and we both have moved on but there is a deep affection for one another... a great story and wonderful friends now...after all the great sex in fun places and fun times and so many laughs... but alas 'love' was not a part of our affair.  We were together off and on for the better part of 2 years.  I'm going to  have to tell you one story that still gets me a standing ovation when I walk into that same club.

Tim and I had both enjoyed the same type of music.......jazz and blues.  There is a wonderful club downtown Toronto called "The Rex".  They had a great special on this particular Feb nite for apps, dinner, dessert and a room for two... Tim found it and thought it was a great idea.  I was to meet him there after his work, I could go anytime so I went first and 'prepared' the room for his arrival.  Dimmed the lights, pulled the sheets back and left the lights on so he could see when we came up..nothing kills a mood more than fumbling around in the dark.   Knowing him he would come straight from work and want a shower.. I would want him to have a shower too.

I went down to the bar, I had a little time so I had another friend meet me there first...lol someone else I was seeing at the time.  I'll call him "G", we went on to so many escapades to be another story for another blog.  Tim knew I was seeing someone else and had no problem as I knew he was still looking too.  Don't forget we are all middle aged people who are all sexploring at this stage in our lives, if love hit us between the eyes we would acknowledge it but it hadn't happened.  G and I were enjoying the early entertainment, chatting, snuggling a bit, I guess I would have had to call G the 'fluffer'... lol   He bid his adieu and I waited with my 3rd glass of wine for Tim to arrive, he did, my heart gave a little flutter as I watch him strut his 5'  9" self up to my table, bend over, kiss me deeply in front of everyone, knowing my other friend had just left... i was the fucking belle of the ball that nite.

Tim and I shared one drink there at the table and we went upstairs so he could have a shower.  I winked at the bartender on my way up, he smiled and winked back thinking he knew something Tim didn't.  lol   Tim kissed me hard in the bedroom, then I stripped him and went under the hot water, he had a great body.  I took pictures of him for my diary/book/blog/brain.  He smiled and continued his manly ablutions.  He found me on the bed dressed and ready to go downstairs... 'oh no kitten, we are not going downstairs yet'.... did I mention he called me 'kitten'.... I loved it. I knew he called everyone kitten but when he called me it, I was the only one in the room at the time he was calling 'kitten'. The best pet name I've ever been called.  Tim went on to remind me it was his night to dominate me.  That's what made sex with him so fun, we made sure we sexplored everything we wanted to. "Well Tim".. I said, "Dominate away".... and he did

He had me sit on the side of the bed.  I watched him walk around the room and light numerous candles and incense .. (what a dude..really? incense..well fuck me) he had his towel around his waist still, when he walked by I reached up to pull it off, he stopped my hand, he slapped it and pushed it away... oh.. he really didn't want me to do anything.. fine.  :)

He set up the bar to his liking, he had brought a plethora of alcohol to whet my tongue.  He moved over to me and kissed me,... while putting a blindfold over my eyes.  This was going to be fun.  I could hear noises, I could smell the incense now... realllly smell it.  He started kissing me, I could feel hot on my neck, then cold, oh ice.  I could smell his soap. He touched my arms and neck, he kept kissing me over and over again.  He asked me to hang on... the bed moved across the floor.  Didn't know hotel beds moved.  He had been here before... I giggled. good. He would know what he was doing.  He lifted up my right arm, kissing, tickling.. tied to the bed! He did the same for my left arm.. actually I think I threw it into the noose myself..lol

I had to lay down at this point.. all the while my senses were all over the place and hyper active. He had moved around the room and turned the music on. There was music in here somewhere? I hadn't found any.  He had brought it... honestly guys.. this MAN worked when he wanted great sex.. he never failed to impress me with how much he did to make a perfect evening.  Listen and learn guys... .listen and learn.  I was lying on my back, with my knees up and my arms spread out. He was moving around the bed, kissing me everywhere. I had no sense of direction or space..things were hot, then cold, sweet smelling.. then spicey, he touched me softly then hard.  He was a fucking ringmaster..almost as great as myself.    I think I felt his c*ck brush my cheek.  He was moving down my legs.. I was arching up hoping he was going to be paying attention to my 'pleasure button'...nope.. not so soon.  He sucked and tickled my toes.. then bam! my foot was tied away from my other leg.... and the other leg soon followed.  Honestly you would never want to do this anyone unless you trusted them explicitly.  Tim worked circles around me, left, right, top, sides, breasts, nipples, neck, eyelids, mouth. mouth. mouth.  He knew me so well to know that kissing was really sensual to me.  I was squirming quite a bit already, and that was just from my sense of sight gone, what would have happened if my other senses were gone at the same time, I think I would have spontaneously cum into the ceiling of the next room above.  He was know touching my face with his c*ck, I opened my mouth and was able to take him all in...like I had not been able to do before... ah I get it... lol.. it was for his pleasure...lol my neck was off the end of the bed and as such my throat was open deeper...smart fucker. He played with me and wouldn't allow me much time with his c*ck. He did however let me lick his glorious balls forever, they were huge, there were a few times I had to turn my head I couldn't breathe, my mouth was full but I still had my nose covered as well.  I heard him laugh more than once.  My nipples were so hard they were craving attention, not to mention my clit.   He started giving me some incredible breast play.  I love, love love having my breasts played with. Squeezed, sucked, bitten.  The more the better, he knew this all too well.  He had tied them up so they were throbbing, I can cum from having my breasts spoiled. Finally he moved around and touched my clit.   Literally just touched and I nearly jumped off of the bed, had I not been tied down I would have raped him.  All of a sudden the loudest noise you could imagine filled the room,  the loudest ringing, it was deafening.. what the fuck is that?  WHAAAA, WHAAAA, WHAAAA, WHAAAA,... "TIM WHAT THE HELL IS THAT".. Tim is laughing so hard he can't talk... there is a knock on the door... "Miss Smith? THE FIRE ALARM HAS GONE OFF AND IT'S COMING FROM YOUR ROOM???????"  JESUS CHRIST TIM, GET THE FUCKING DOOR!   Tim goes to the door... naked... opens it just enough to say we are fine, he says the candles must have done it.   I am scrambling to pull the blindfold off just enough to see them looking in to see me tied to the fucking bed... naked.. in the middle of the room, feather, whips, belts, ice, beer, wine, candles, and my naked ass for all the world to see!!!!!!!!!  "Yup" he says "Look like you have everything under control".. and leaves.  The alarm shuts off.  I am actually mortified for the first time in my entire life.  Tim is laughing his ass off sitting on the floor, he has to have a leak now, he can't contain himself and I am still tied up in the middle of the room.  Tim comes back from the bathroom, offers me a drink.. that I can have lying down, he is not done with me he says.  He lets me regain my composure... then as soon as he starts to touch me I am right back where I was prior too the fire.  He graciously unties my legs and lets me move to a position where he can fuck me royally.  And fuck me he does, the fire incident has given him a little more heat to know there are people downstairs talking about us now.  It was one of the best sex sessions I've ever had and certainly the most interesting.  We clean up in the shower for two.  We get dressed and head down for dinner and music as we pass the bartender this time.. he and the staff are giving us the 'slow clap'... that signifies a great appreciation for people our age...lol.. to still get it on hot enough to turn the fire alarms on. 

Tim and I enjoyed each other many times after that.  He will be the inspirations for a few more blogs later on..


~Jane Smith.. Fire Tamer,
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