Her First MMF Threesome Ch. 03

Something had awoken in her. She had found a fire in her. A desire that wasn't there before. Having indulged the previous 2 weekends in carnal delights with two bi men and exploring her desires, she found herself wanting more.

We found ourselves waiting for his arrival for the third weekend in a row. Excitement buzzed through the house as tonight's activities would be a little more specific. Both my wife and her young lover had expressed interest while texting throughout the week in exploring some BDSM. He wanted to learn more about domination and her expressing her fantasy to submit to her two men.

Having been in the lifestyle myself for many years, I was ecstatic upon hearing their desires as my wife was not normally a fan of that flavor of kink. Sensual play yes, but bondage and spankings required a certain mood. Several weeks of indulging in two able-bodied men had put her in that mood.

I ran through my checklist in my head, ensuring I had all my gear set up and ready for the evening while she lounged on the couch, practically vibrating with excitement and nerves.

The excitement from another evening of having her body serviced by two fit men, the nervousness from the knowledge that tonight she would be bound and played with.

The soft knock came precisely on time. Always punctual her boy toy. I welcomed him in and took him to the object of his desire as she lounged on the couch. She stood up and let him take in the sight of her.

Tonight she leaned into the cute and innocent look. Her outfit was a matching light pink lace bra and panties set. She wore a pink silk button-up pajama top over her bra. The front was left unbuttoned for our visual pleasure. The entire look screamed girl next door. It screamed, have your way with me.

He found himself captivated by her appearance once again. She took his hand and led him upstairs while I followed. Her giggles and captivating smile warmed my heart. She was lost in the energy of new attraction.

I walked into the bedroom after them. Enjoying their frozen expressions as they took in the scene in front of them. Like two kids at the entrance of a theme park, expressions of amazement and excitement spread across their faces.

In the middle of the room stood my custom-made spanking bench. Dark purple stained wood and pink upholstered cushions beckoned them. The black metal D-rings hung ready for use. Restraints were already positioned for her, beckoning her.

As they dragged their hands across the padding, I moved over to my display of toys. A select collection of my floggers, crops, candles, and feathers laid ready for use.

Looking back to the excited duo I found the eager pair already in each other's arms. Kissing passionately and hands roaming under each other clothing. Chuckling as I made my approach I grabbed her lightly by the throat from behind and turned her head towards me. Kissing her briefly, I could taste him on her lips.

I pulled back enough to separate our lips but held her neck firm, "We will start slow as she prefers more sensual play before impact. I will be teaching while I demonstrate. At any point, anyone can call out the safe word "RED" if they feel uncomfortable or need the play to stop. "YELLOW", will slow the play down. "GREEN" is good to go. Any questions?"

Two sets of wanting eyes met mine as they both shook their heads. Smiling I looked at her, "Then you are severely overdressed to be our plaything tonight."

I pulled her top off in a fluid motion. Her breasts bounced once released from the confines of her bra. The cold air and excitement had her nipples peeking toward the ceiling. His mouth dove for them as if they were an oasis in the desert. Sucking and biting at them while she moaned and squealed at his attention.

Her panties quickly followed her bra and top. She stood there bare before us in all her glory. Even knowing we had seen every inch and tasted her every sweet hole she appeared shy in front of us. Her blushing face brought a growl to my lips.

While his mouth continued to explore her body I took a blindfold from my collection and bound it across her eyes. She always struggled to let go, always struggled to get into the mindset of letting the sensations overtake her. Having her naked made her feel vulnerable. Taking her sight allowed the sensations to overtake her thoughts.

We guided her shakily to the bed. It was only a few steps but that brief moment of safely guiding her to the bed started to build her trust in the scene, in us.

Her breathing relaxed as we laid her on her back. After ensuring she was comfortable, I tasked him with teasing her body. Using only our fingertips and nails we traced lines across her body. From the sensitive spot behind her ears, down her delicate neck through the valley between her breasts, the soft crease of her hips, all the way down her long-toned legs to her freshly manicured toes. No inch of her body was left untouched.

Her initial response of moving away from our invasive fingers was quickly replaced by arching of her back to meet our touches. Her quick breaths of shock transformed into those of moans and pleasurable desires.

I took a friendly flogger, one made of light leather straps and feathers, made for sensation play rather then impact and placed it in his hands. I instructed him to continue his simulation with the tip of the toy. He took to the orders with a flourish. Spinning and sliding the flogger across her skin while paying particular attention to her tits and now glistening pussy lips.

Seeing her leaning into the sensation, I took it to the next level and grabbed a length of rope. Quicker than she could register her wrists were bound together and above her head. I left just enough rope at the end of the tie to act as a lead or an anchor to the bed as required. The next moment required it.

I instructed him to drop the flogger and start devouring my slutty wife. As he moved between her legs I grabbed her by the throat and kissed her deeply. My fingertips pressed just hard enough to slightly restrict the blood blow. I growled sweet provocative declarations between kisses and biting her lips, "Such a slutty wife. Moaning like that in front of your husband while another man eats your pussy."

Her response was halfway between a moan and groan, "Yessssssss".

I could hear her wetness slapping against his tongue. No doubt she was dripping down his face. Tightening my grip around her throat I asked, "You probably want to get fucked in front of your husband again don't you, my naughty cock hungry wife?"

He had already taken the condom from me and wrapped himself up waiting for the go-ahead. When she screamed out a yes, I nodded and he thrust hard into her. This wasn't the sensual deep fucking she received the past two weekends, this was primal. He fucked her like a beast. His hand replaced mine around her throat as he growled above her and thrust with all his might.

She opened her mouth in a soundless scream. Lost in the sudden attack on her wanting pussy. Her eyes shot open before finding her voice and moaning as loud as she could past his tightening grip. I sat back and stroke my rigid cock at the sight, enjoying the scene before me.

He positioned himself further up her body with her legs higher up on his hips as he tried to find more leverage. Better leverage for fucking, but I noticed the pressure was pushing too hard on her windpipe and quickly moved his hand off her throat. He planted his hands and started to hammer into her just as she caught her breath in relief. Her hands kept trying to pull at the rope to touch him, to touch herself. The struggle was adorable.

After allowing her to moan and scream unobstructed, I thought it was time to put her mouth to better use. I took her head in my hand and turned her in my direction before putting the tip of my cock on her lips. She assumed someone was trying to kiss her at first, but she assumed wrong as my cock slid into her partially open mouth. I looked down at her as his thrust pushed her onto my cock.

"Just a horny little slut aren't you? Taking two cocks like you were made for it." I growled as I enjoyed her talented mouth working my member.

We continued to use both her holes with gusto. Hearing his thrust and subsequent gushing of her juices let me know she was warmed up and ready to be truly filled.

I pulled my cock from her mouth, a line of saliva connected my cock to her pretty mouth, a bit of precum on the corner of her lip. Had I not had more devious intentions, I would have appreciated the sight further, but this wasnt the time for reflection. It was time for debaucherous action.

I instructed him to pull out and lay on his back. I loosened the rope enough for her to roll on top of him. As she straddled his lap I took his cock and lined it up to the entrance of her pussy. After a few courtesy stokes to ensure he was primed and ready, I teased her just a bit with the tip of his cock before guiding it back into her.

She sat into his length and immediately ground her hips against his. Still blindfolded her mouth searched for his. It was an awkward movement as her hands were still bound but she found his lips nonetheless. While she tried to push her pelvis as far as it would go against his I positioned myself behind her.

"A cock hungry wife gets exactly what they crave," I called out as I positioned my cock at her entrance as well.

She froze as she felt me slowly pushing into her already stuffed pussy. I felt his hardness on the underside of my cock as my head pushed past the entrance into her tightness. Her body stiffened under me as I paused to let her get accustomed to the fullness. I waited for her to relax before pushing in further. Before long he and I were both bottomed out inside of her. Her pussy stretched wide to take both of us. Her moans caught between pleasure and discomfort.

I started to make short and gentle thrusts into her, not rushing the moment. Each thrust caused a gasp to escape her lips and a moan from his. The pressure of my cock pushing him into her pussy increased the pressure he was already experiencing.

On the third thrust, she started to rock back into me. Taking this as an encouraging sign I started to pick up the pace. Her moans started getting louder as I was now making full-length thrusts deep into her. He had started to match my thrust under her. Every time I pulled out, he thrust in ensuring her pussy was never without. Occasionally our thrust came in sync and we both entered her at the same time. Each time we did this, her head shot back in a silent scream before falling back to his chest as we continued our assault on her stuffed pussy.

She lay atop him, her head shaking and mumbling in a well fucked stupor, just responding to our cocks with moans and gasps. I enjoyed watching her beautiful out little cock sleeve but I knew if we continued this she would be done for the evening. Double penetration was still new to her, but she was learning to love it so well.

I pulled out, causing a gasp halfway between relief and disappointment and took her by the rope as I started to move her to the edge of the bed. He looked disappointed at first, but his eyes lit up as I gestured to the bench.

I unstraped the other end of the rope from the bed but kept her hands bound. Sitting her up gently, I slowly guided her to her feet. Like a mare taking her first steps, she wobbled into my arms and stumbled back into the bed. I chuckled and gave her a moment before she was back up and moving towards the bench. I took the opportunity to praise her while I moved her.

"You're doing so well! So beautiful! I am so proud of how well you're doing,"

Each praising statement earned a mew of appreciation as we came to the foot of the spanking bench. Guiding her knees to the lower pads I laid her down gently. She gasped as my cock brushed against her well fucked pussy. I built the bench to the perfect height for fucking her. My cock was aching to plunge into her tight depths and I could tell she was expecting that, but it wasn't time yet.

I pulled back and scraped her legs to the bench before moving to her head to release her wrists from the rope and place them in the shackles on the bench.

I stroked her back and checked in with her before standing back up and grabbing the blue cowhide flogger. I beckoned our young stud to her perfectly presented rear and started his lessons.

I took position behind her, testing the weight of my favorite flogger. I took a test swing over my shoulder and against my back. The familiar sting let me know that all was in order. The sound also served its purpose in making her jump. She was expecting the first hit and the sounds just heightened the anticipation.

The first hit was flat across her left ass cheek. Slow enough to let the flogger's strands spread across her ass but just fast enough to cause an audible clap and resulting moan from her lips.

The second hit copied the first on the opposite side. I fell into a pattern of figure eights, slowly increasing the tempo and intensity. She squirmed and ground her pussy into the padding. We could see her wetness already puddling under her.

I explained to him the difference between a flat thuddy strike and a whipping stingy strike. I showed him the areas to avoid hitting and which areas she loved to be hit. Turning over the flogger to him I stepped back to watch. He started to slowly swing the flogger. Each strike while clumsy, was on target. He alternated between each cheek and gained confidence as he went. Once confident he wouldn't hurt himself or her, I returned to the other side of the bench to check in on our willing beauty.

She had a blissed-out expression on her face as each new strike caused her to lowly moan out. Running my hand through her hair is asked, "Enjoying yourself, my love?"

Her only response was a nod and moan as he struck her ass again. I continued to whisper sweet praise into her ears as he continued abusing her fine ass. Her nipples just barely exposed on the sides of the padding gave my hands a target to enjoy.

I twisted and pinched in time with his flogging. The new sensation caused her to squirm against her bounds. Her squirming ass encouraged him further as he picked up the pace. The sound of the flogger against her now bright red ass echoed throughout the room.

I had waited long enough at this point and after an especially well-placed strike made her scream out, I stopped him and took my place behind her. I told him to keep her mouth occupied as I stepped behind her.

His affectionate blows to her ass had her dripping with need. I slid in, meeting no resistance. Just warmth and a tight embrace. I widened my stance as she felt my full length deep inside of her. Grasping her hips I pulled almost entirely out before thrusting in with a force that moved the entire bench.

Before she could even register the first thrust I was already on my 4th. I was pistoning in with wild abandon. My breaths came hard and fast as I put my full effort into fucking her. The slapping of her ass against my hips rivaled the sounds the flogger made.

Her moans and screams were muffled by his cock. He now took the position of standing there and letting my thrust fuck her mouth into him. She was our slutty little toy. We were using her from both ends and she was absolutely loving it.

The minutes passed as we indulged in her. Each hard thrust brought her closer to the edge where I was waiting for her. The next toy is ready and within reach. She was ready to cum, I could tell. Right as she hit the peak, right as the orgasm was about to roll across her very being, I sat her up and placed a Hitachi vibratory right on her clit in one swift moment and growled in her ear, "cum for us!"

She went over the edge hard and fast. The orgasms rushed through her one after another. She banged and thrashed as I held the vibratory between her legs. Unable to escape the vibration, she was forced to cum again and again. Her voice was lost in a silent scream. He moved forward to support her body and sink his teeth into her shoulder. The markings she asked for via text. The sudden pain sent shockwaves through her flush body.

After a full minute of nonstop cumming she collapsed into our arms. Barely conscious, we unstrapped her and carried her to the bed. We laid her down and he started to praise her for how sexy it was watching her cum.

As she was still regaining a coherent thought I was busy strapping a spreader bar to her ankles. I knew she would be overstimulated and want to instinctively close her legs. But we were not done with her yet.

I had him wrap up one final time as I raised her legs via the bar and told him to fuck her again until he was about to cum.

Taking the bar from me, he slid into her red and puffy pussy. Swollen from all the attention. He was well into fucking her before her overly sensitive lady bits broke her out of her post-orgasmic stupor. She kept repeating, "Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck, so sensitive!"

Her hands were grasping for anything to ground her from the sensation. Her legs desperately tried to close but met the resistance of the bar. She found her flailing wrist in my hands as I once again put them above her head.

I whispered in her ear, "So naughty, cumming so hard while two men fucked you. Cumming in front of a man who isn't your husband. Cumming like the little cock slut you are."

I could tell he was getting close. He was picking up his pace then slowing down suddenly as if to hold back, all the while praising how good she felt, how beautiful she was. His cock looked swollen with need as it slid in and out of her pussy.

Seeing his state, I directed him to her side as I took the other. We began to stroke our cocks furiously above her. Knowing what was about to happen, she grabbed her tits and pushes them together. She knew our target. I told him to show her how much we appreciate her and to cover her.

Each stroke brought us closer. But it was her chanting, "cum on me, cum on me!" That broke the floodgates.

He came first, shooting wildly across her tits and just on her chin. His thick pearly white cum shot, stream after stream against her flush skin. Timing my orgasm with him, mine shot from the opposite side almost in perfect sync, mixing and filling in any skin not covered by him.

The room was filled with our moans as we both finished releasing atop her. As we both looked down, we saw the art that was her chest and face. Different textures and colors of cum decorated her skin. Slowly dripping down her sides as her chest heaved in deep breaths. We just took a moment to take in the evening and the sight before us.

As I reached over to grab a towel to clean her off I noticed she once again discreetly rubbed her fingers through the combined juices and brought it to her lips. Not normally one to enjoy the taste, but this surprised me. I said nothing and let her enjoy her private moment. But I did make a mental note to explore that more with her next time.

After we cleaned her up, we lay next to her and sang her praise. We showered her with positive affirmations and our appreciation. We ensured her aftercare was sweet and nurturing. After some time was spent in each other's arms. Our young lover had to depart for the evening.

After escorting him to the door and laying back down with her, we discussed the evening's activities how she felt about everything and if there was anything she would want to do differently.

Her response, very self-assuredly, "Next time, I dominate the two of you!"

With a devious smile, I responded, "Whatever you desire."