Both M and John described their experiences of the first time the three of us were together. While I won’t repeat all of the details they covered (hey…. I gotta milk you for the cross clicks, don’t I🤣), I did want to share some of the thoughts and feelings I was having during that first time.
One of the interesting things was how strange and weird it felt to have another person involved with M and me during sex…. but also how normal and natural it was. Over the last handful of years, I’ve tried to adopt the “if it turns you on, then why not” philosophy; this definitely fell into that category. And, from the way M was reacting to the attention from both of us, she was very turned on.
There was some initial unavoidable awkwardness – M was clear that she didn’t have much interest in John and I having contact with each other, and it took a little extra effort to negotiate our way around the bed. But all of that faded away once my cock started sliding into M’s pussy. It felt so good, and knowing that I was going to get to cum for the first time in what had to have been months most likely – I was just supremely happy to get that release. It was also very interesting to see how excited M got when John was licking the cum out of her pussy – i definitely gave him plenty to lap up, as you have seen from the pictures in the previous posts!
The bottom line for me was that it worked out okay: to be fair, it wasn’t a mind blowing sexual experience; but it was better than expected considering the newness of it all. And I was also glad that it wasn’t a huge mess of things…
The only mess involved was my cum and M’s pussy juice, but John took care of cleaning that up 😉
First off we did a lot of talking leading up to this. Mostly via group chats in the weeks (months, maybe) before we were actually together. Then we talked more in person. We wanted to make sure that each one of us felt safe. That we all knew that we had an “out,” essentially, we had a safeword that stopped everything if any of us felt at all uncomfortable with what that was happening. There was also discusion about limits, so we had a good understanding of what each other was willing, and wanting, to do.
We’ve mentioned before about the importance of expectations so that was another thing we talked a lot about. One of these expectations was that we knew, M was dominant and she was in charge, I was submissive to M, and cagedmonkey was submissive to M. There was no direct interaction between cagedmonkey and me.
The most important expectation was that there was no expectation. Unless it felt right, and was organic, nothing was going to happen at all. Even though we had ideas of what we would like there was no “scene” and no script. Which was good because it would have been broken as soon as we started. Instead we followed M’s lead and we did what felt right, what felt good. And it felt really good!
I can remember that first night when we went to bed. At first this wasn’t about anything sexual, it was just the process of getting in bed. I remember that feeling of being the outsider (we were in their room, in their house) so I don’t know the “normal” routine, if anything is normal at this point. Anyway, we are all in the room, cagedmonkey was standing near his side of the bed, M was standing near her side of the bed. I was standing near the foot of the bed on M‘s side. M got undressed and was standing there naked. Then cagedmonkey got undressed and was standing there naked, except for his Jailbird of course. So there I was thinking isn’t this an unusual position to be in. To them this was perfectly normal. For me, well, not so much. So, I did what seemed appropriate. I got undressed.
And there we were, all three of us standing together naked getting in to the same bed, cagedmonkey on his side, M in the middle, and me on what would normally be M’s side. Normal, right? Well, oddly, it was normal. It just felt right. I have used a lot of words to describe this but I think it is important. The fact that it felt normal and comfortable is what allowed everything that followed to just flow so well. And it has ever since. I feel that we were very fortunate to have established a solid foundation from the beginning, something that we could continue to build on.
M did a great job of describing the sex that we shared that night. I would like to expand on how one of my biggest fantasies was fulfilled. I have fantasized about being “the cleanup boy” for as long as I can remember. I’ve been around a while so this has been a very deep desire of mine for possibly 40 years, maybe longer. It was amazing to watch M get her pussy filled with a very large cock. I was laying beside them and holding M as she came on that really nice big cock. I could feel the excitement of knowing what was coming next. Knowing that this has gone beyond a fantasy, I could briefly savor the reality of what was happening. Now I am watching as that big cock was sliding in and out of an already very wet pussy and I could tell that very soon he too would be cumming hard. I could feel as her pussy was filled with cum. And a lot of it. Cagedmonkey had not been allowed to cum for a long time before this and he emptied his very full balls in to her.
It was time for my fantasy to be fulfilled. Cagedmonkey pulled out and M directed me to clean up her messy pussy. This was the ultimate for me. To be told (instructed?, allowed?) to lick her freshly fucked pussy until every drop of sex was cleaned up. Hers, his, mine – all of it. And there was a lot. I could see how wet M was, and I could see cum dripping from her pussy. I didn’t waste any time getting started with big long licks so I would catch every drop before it dripped down and was lost. Then I was able to spend some time really enjoying having my face in M’s pussy. It was during this time that she pushed the cum that was in her pussy out and on to my tongue and in to my eagerly waiting mouth. Eventually I had to stop, most likely told to stop. I didn’t want it to end. I had been in subspace from the beginning but now I was in even deeper. I felt like I was floating having had such an amazing fantasy made real. I absolutely love that when I think of this now rather than a fantasy it is a memory of a very real, very amazing event.
After we were done we all checked in with each other. Individually and as group. And as we all came down out of our “space” we continued to check in. We spent time immediately after and over the next several days doing the very important work of caring for each other and understanding how we all felt.
So what’s next? Well a lot. I am looking forward to sharing so many fantasies that we each had and how we have been going about fulfilling them.
I hope you have enjoyed hearing another point of view. Please comment or email if you have questions or would like to know more.
