The Chuffing The huffing and puffing, the rutting, and, oh, the continual chuffing. His enormous, fat, wide, long, drooling cock sliding into me - pounding into me - marking me as his, my womb wide open to his wild, animal-like ministrations. The chuffing. I say this as I am coming awake, or something, into a more conscious state from the perpetual, aching, swooning orgasm he has been giving me for the past thirty minutes...

Ok, here's one of my/our earliest MMF situations that turned out to be mind-blowing... Dan and I were dating and, as I think I said, we MET swinging. So, me being naughty, I was still seeing a guy or two - and because we were still pretty casual, I didn't feel the need to get Danny involved every time. One guy I loved was an old boyfriend, Bill. Bill is a biker and we have zero in common save for mind-blowing sex. He's 6'...

Kat and I went to Vegas a few years ago, having tried threeways with ladies several times and with me knowing she loves - LOVES - to tease and see men when I am unavailable. This is what happened when I set up a stranger encounter, in Vegas, at the Hard Rock bar, middle of the casino: "Hey Chris, would you like to come over to our hotel room?" I asked. "Sure. What did you have in mind?" He got straight to the point. Groun...

I am Danny. My lovely bride, Kat, has been my partner in crime, wife, lover, and the object of my (and many others') desire. We love it that way. Once, driving down the coast through Del Mar on a nice summer's day, we saw a young, tall surfer type and she immediately thought "Prey!" Kat begged me to stop the car and ask him if he needed a ride. I did. The young man - looking at her in the back seat but talking to me, mumb...