Our First MFM The first time we met with a single guy
Posted Thu Dec 29, 2016 03:22 PM
My wife Hazel and I had been married for just over five years. We were both in our mid sixties, the age when most younger people think the need for sex wanes, how wrong could they be. Our sex life was fantastic. We made love at least three times a week, at all hours of the day, morning noon and night and often more than once a day. Since we'd first met just over four years previously my whole life had changed. My sex drive had exploded. I swear my cock had even grown longer and thicker and that was all due to her.
She is five feet four inches of sexy dynamite, with short blonde hair, of course she has a few little lumps and bumps that come with age, but that makes it more fun exploring her body. Her 36C breasts are tipped with the most sensitive nipples I have ever known. Even my playing with them has caused her to orgasm. Her pussy is perfect, lips like pink flower petals, crowned with a light covering of neatly trimmed pubic hair, and a taste that drives me crazy. For her age she looks fabulous in any of her sexy lingerie outfits and one of my favourite things is to slowly undress her, revealing her soft sensuous skin to my adoring gaze. Her body is a minefield of erogenous zones, contact with any of which starts her moaning loudly, another thing that turns me on. She is very vocal when we are making love and at times I worry that the neighbours can hear us. It's just a pity that they're all old farts, as like most men, the thought of watching her being fucked by another man was a real turn on.
We both had our fantasies and readily shared them with each other. We'd been on the swing scene for about a year then and to be perfectly honest, although Hazel enjoyed herself, I found it rather disappointing, after making love to Hazel anything else was second best. What I did notice though was that Hazel really enjoyed it when myself and the male half of the couple we were meeting paid her attention and was in her element when she was being fucked by one cock while she sucked another. We'd always declined offers from single men in the past, but after seeing Hazel enjoying herself so much in an MMF situation, we decided to give it a try.
We changed our profile to include straight single men over fifty and were inundated with offers. We finally decided on a local guy, Peter, who worked in a nearby town. After the obligatory person to person phone call we arranged for him to visit us at home. After a couple of drinks in the lounge when Hazel and Peter go to explore each other better we retired to the bedroom. Hazel had prepared herself well and was wearing a black outfit, matching lacy bra and pantie set with black stockings and suspenders under a tight white blouse and short black skirt. It was up to me to start the ball rolling and as she sat on the edge of the bed, I slid my hand up her leg until I felt the soft warm skin of her upper thigh. Peter followed suit on the other leg and soon Hazel was moaning softly as we both massaged her inner thighs.
My free hand was unfastening the buttons of her blouse, exposing her lace clad tits to Peter. Hazel and I both noticed the swelling in Peter's pants and Hazels hand was soon covering it, stroking up and down it. Now it was Peter's turn to moan, Hazel is extremely adept with both her hands and mouth, and soon Peter was standing up dropping his pants. His erection looked enormous inside his boxers, as Hazel resumed her treatment on it. Peter and I were sat with Hazel between us, her blouse now totally discarded, her lace clad tits open to our attentions. I lowered the front of her bra and exposed her stiff nipples, taking one into my mouth and swirling my tongue around it. I winked at Peter and he repeated the treatment on the other one. Now if there is one thing Hazel loves it's having both her nipples teased at once. I give her this pleasure as often as possible. Teasing them with my thumbs and forefingers, or taking one in my mouth while pinching the other, but what she enjoyed most was when I pushed her tits together and took both nipples in my mouth. Now her nipples were being sucked by two separate mouths and the reaction was instant. I felt her body tense and a loud groan escaped her lips as a shudder ran through her. I knew that she had cumm and ran my fingers over the crotch of her panties to confirm it. Sure enough she was soaked. As Peter and I sucked on her nipples, his hand joined mine and together we stroked her pussy through her panties, causing her orgasm to continue flowing through her body.
By now she had unfastened my jeans and was stroking my cock through my boxers, Peter, having already dropped his own underpants, was receiving direct contact from Hazels fingers. I looked down to her fingers wrapped around his thick shaft, just as her hand slid inside my boxers and eased my own cock out. She was now working on two cocks at once as both her nipples were being sucked and licked and her pussy was being massaged by Peter and I.
Peter was the first to uncover her soaking pussy and Hazel groaned as he slid a finger into her wet warmth. He finger fucked her for about five minutes before another orgasm tore through her body. As Hazel lay on the bed, breathing heavily, Peter and I stood up and finished stripping off our clothes. Next we helped Hazel out of her skirt and panties, leaving her in her stockings and suspenders and bra. I now went to get the camera, leaving them alone in the bedroom. When I returned, Peter's face was buried between Hazels thighs, and from her moans, I knew that he was giving her pussy a good tongue lashing. After taking a couple of pictures, I joined them on the bed, positioning myself at the side of Hazels head. She knew exactly what I wanted and opened her lips to allow my cock to slip between them. I slowly slid my cock into her mouth as she moaned at the attention Peter was giving her pussy. The vibrations of Hazels moans shivered down my shaft and soon my own moans mingled with hers. Peter had removed his head from between her thighs and was poised cock in hand, his knob inches from the entrance to Hazels pussy, which seemed to be pulsating as he moved in closer. I got off the bed again. Camera time.
I watched as Peter's knob eased Hazels pussy lips apart and slid slowly inside. I snapped away as he slowly worked his cock in and out of her. I could see her juices glistening on his shaft each time he pulled out. I could tell by his body language that Peter was on the point of coming himself. Before he did though, he pulled out and asked if she wanted him to come inside her. Hazel couldn't answer, as my cock was back in her mouth, so she just reached down and grasped Peter's wrist and pulled his cock back towards her pussy. Peter got the message and slipped his cock back into her. He started a steady rhythm, driving his cock slowly and gently in and out of her. Hazel was moaning loudly now as his thick shaft filled her and I was trying to match Peter's rhythm as I fucked her mouth. Hazel's moans were growing louder as Peter's cock stretched her pussy much more than mine did. My cock was twitching as the vibrations of her groans ran through it and I knew I couldn't hold on much longer and was praying that Peter would come soon. My prayers were answered as I saw his body stiffen and knew his own orgasm was imminent. I really wanted Hazel to experience two men coming in her at the same time and my wish was about to come true as Peter drove deeply into her and held firm and I could tell from his body language that he was pumping his load into her. She has a certain expression, one of total pleasure when her pussy is receiving a good load of cumm. The feeling of Peter's seed flooding into her brought on another orgasm as my own cumm filled her mouth. She swallowed hard as I pumped jet after jet down her waiting throat. I surprised myself at the amount of cumm that flowed from me after the lovemaking session we had had the previous night. At the same time my cock was filling her mouth with cumm, Peter's was still pumping his into her pussy. At last both Peter and I were spent and both our cocks began to wilt. After a session like that I needed a breather, so retired to the lounge for a drink and a smoke. As I sat on the couch, I could hear from the sounds emanating from the bedroom telling me that Peter and Hazel weren't finished.
I finished my drink and returned to the bedroom. Hazel had her head in Peter's lap, with his cock buried in her mouth. She was sliding her lips up and down his shaft, taking almost all of his nine inches. Now Hazel gives the most amazing blow job you could ever imagine and I knew that despite the fact that Peter had just shot his load deep into her pussy, she would soon have him coming again. I grabbed the camera, determined to get pictures of my beautiful wife with her mouth full of Peter's cock, she smiled at me and redoubled her efforts on it, working her lips up and down it. Just as she sensed he was about to cumm, she sucked in her cheeks and applied extra suction. Peter groaned as Hazel drained every drop of his seed from him. Once again, spent, Peter lay back as Hazel gently stroked his wilting cock until there was no life left in it. All too soon Peter had to leave, he had a business meeting that afternoon, but promised that if we wanted him to call again he would be more than happy to. I slipped into my dressing gown and bade Peter goodbye at the door and thanked him for giving Hazel so much pleasure and told him that he was welcome any time. I returned to the bedroom to find Hazel, lying on the bed, her face wreathed in a broad, contented smile. I asked if she had enjoyed the experience, she didn't answer but just reached out and pulled my robe apart, freeing my hard cock. She smiled again. “Yes darling,” she said, “but now I want my favourite cock inside me.” What followed that afternoon was one of the most intense sessions of love making I have ever experienced. We didn't bother getting dressed again, but slopped about in our dressing gowns for the rest of the afternoon. That night we carried on where we had left off earlier and it was in the early hours of the morning before we both drifted off to sleep, two totally satisfied individuals, both looking forward to the next time.