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Part 2 of my MFMFM

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Lewis was the next to arrive. He said despite waiting for Bobbie at his place, turns out she needed to come separately. She was parking her car.

When she arrived, I could tell she was nervous. She complimented me on my house and I got her a wine glass for the white she brought. I left her in my kitchen with Lewis and Charles and I went to talk to Todd on my balcony.

After some conversation, Todd went upstairs to take a shower. Lewis and Bobbie went upstairs to get started. Charles and I took the opportunity to get busy in my kitchen. “I just want to be alone with you, is that weird?” he said as we kissed. “No, not at all”, I said with a smile.

Those of you who have experienced group sex know it’s sometimes difficult to remember exactly how things went down. Over a week later its even more difficult.

I can’t remember if Charles and I started off having sex in my kitchen. I think we just made out for a bit before going up to my bedroom. I wasn’t surprised to see Bobbie already sucking Lewis’s cock, but I was a little surprised that Todd chose to join them before engaging with me.

This was not my favorite MFMFM.

I won’t say I had a bad time because that would be a lie. I had sex with three amazingly hot big black cocks, and I liked the men those cocks were attached to. But there were enough odd moments and I didn’t love how it all went down. Pardon the pun.

I started having sex with Charles on my bed, with Bobbie and Lewis next to me. Lewis and I locked eyes and he put a hand on my breast. And that was pretty much the only action I had with two men at the same time, for the rest of the evening. There were a few minutes where I had Todd’s cock in my mouth while Charles fucked me. But that was it. Bobbie got all of the two man action. I was not pleased.

However, I had requests for one-on-one time, which I suppose is a different kind of compliment. Charles actually had some issues staying hard, and he asked that we go downstairs alone. While fucking me on my couch he told me he wasn’t feeling the group vibe that night and he wished it was just the two of us.

He told me he was probably going to leave, and when Lewis came downstairs to get some water, Charles went upstairs and I sat Lewis down on my couch and climbed on top of him. I told him I wanted him to save his cum for me and he agreed.

In all of the other group sex situations we’ve been in, Lewis and I have started and finished together. It’s a way to establish the primary physical relationship and I’ve always been secure when it works that way. This night, I was fine to have him start with Bobbie because I knew she was nervous and I also knew they’d only ever been together twice in five years.

Despite Charles’s protestations he wasn’t into the scene, he seemed to recover just fine under Bobbie’s ministrations. He didn’t stay, however, and left shortly thereafter.

Lewis and I started fucking and Todd and Bobbie decided to leave my bedroom. I’m not sure why, but it meant there was no integrated action. Lewis always fucks me well and I had no issue with it. We decided to go downstairs for some water and to check on Todd and Bobbie. I could hear the sounds of her being fucked, hard.

In my living room, one of my blankets was on the floor and there were paper towels on my coffee table. Looking into the kitchen I could see Bobbie sitting on my kitchen island with Todd standing in front of her.

My immediate thought was “well shit, he’s never fucked me that hard and he’s never fucked me on my kitchen counter.” And that my friends was when I knew I was not in a great head space.

She hopped off as soon as she became aware of our presence. We got some drinks and I noticed they’d opened a second bottle of wine for Bobbie, which admittedly annoyed me. She was sweet and very much aware she was in my house, so it wasn’t that she did anything particularly wrong.

Todd and I went back upstairs and left Lewis and Bobbie downstairs, my telling them that I soon needed to go to sleep. I not-so-playfully punched him in the arm, saying “you’ve never fucked me on my counter.” But I soon forgot about it as we had our own alone time.

It was getting late – after 1 am – and was a school night. I could hear Bobbie’s distinctive orgasmic sounds emanating from downstairs. It seems they didn’t get my hint about sleep. I reached my breaking point and in as nice a tone as I could muster, called downstairs and said “Hey Lewis… I kinda need you guys to stop fucking please… I need to go to sleep.”

It felt like an eternity for Lewis and Bobbie to leave, and I lay in bed with Todd who was staying the night. We had one more round of sex and I found myself wishing he’d be as aggressive with me as he seemingly was with her. What I got was sensual and connective and ultimately of better quality, but I wanted that plus a good railing on my kitchen counter.

I knew I needed to sort through my reactions when having sex with three men in one evening left me feeling out of sorts.

18 thoughts on “Part 2 of my MFMFM

  1. Interesting. It is always difficult to find a good balance, gets more difficult the more people are involved I think.
    Charles felt the same weird vibe as you. Maybe he felt weird being in the same room as you being fucked by someone else he knew you had a connexion with?
    Maybe he would have preferred, as he stated, being with you only, keeping you to himself? But once no one was fucking you in his presence, then he was fine (hence his recovery)?

    My first MFM was this sort of disaster, probably more so, the sort you wish people would just go. Lucky me I had The Dancer coming that night to make it up!

    Now, I’m curious to see how things evolve with Charles…
    XO

    • I don’t think Charles knew much about how Todd, Lewis and I knew each other. He actually thought I knew Todd first – probably because of how he spoke about me.
      I’m writing write now about the relationship complexities!

  2. I don’t have much experience with group situations – I can count on one hand and was much younger and intimidated, but I do know that I am selfish and wouldn’t be good in the situation you described. So, in that sense, I can relate to your feelings about the attention she was getting that seemed out of balance with yours, comparatively.

  3. I’ve been in similar situations, and have had to sort my feeling out in my head too. I’m all about equality I guess. It does help if you know the other woman involved I have found.
    I hope that you and Charles will have your alone time in the very near future.

  4. Perhaps you are craving more than sex and letting it carry over to your sex life. Probably still feeling the sting of rejection, even though it wasn’t personal.

  5. I think at a certain point, if someone has to be directing the action for it to be fun for everyone, it’s too many people involved (outside of clubs, I guess…my experiences have not involved that number of participants),even if the individuals are good on their own.

    • In prior situations it all happened relatively organically (with the same number of people). This was rather different in this regard that there was a lot more 1:1 or 2:1 action, versus all playing together.

  6. I’m way too greedy to want group sex. I tried the threesome thing once in my life and decided it wasn’t for me and it took a lot of red wine just to get me to do it. Then like most women I have had the fantasy of two men, but not any more… Now I just like to play with one at a time. 😉

  7. I’m sure it must be difficult to go from being the usual center of attention in group sex to having to share. Comparison and jealousy can be a real thief of fun. It’s clear that these guys weren’t rocking your socks enough that you had time and headspace to notice the other woman and what she was up to. Oh well, they can’t all be perfect experiences. You still got some solid fucking out of it.

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