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Married Female Couple

There are bucket list items I’ve had for years, some of which I have been lucky enough to achieve, like my threesome with two sisters, or more recently having sex with a man (more on that in a future blog post). Other bucket list items I know perfectly well I will likely never achieve, like the one about having a mother/daughter threesome. 

Hey, a man can fantasize!

And then there are bucket list items that have rattled around in the back of my head but which I’ve never really articulated to myself or to anyone else. Every so often one of them will creep up on me and I say to myself, “oh, yeah, I guess I’ve been wanting to do that pretty much my whole life.” When I’m fortunate enough to have one of those actually come to life I treasure it greatly.

A bucket list item that fits into this category is having sex with a lesbian couple. I came tantalizingly close a long time ago, but I let that opportunity slip through the cracks, and I haven’t had an opportunity present itself to me since, but I also have not really looked all that hard for one. For one thing, if it really is a lesbian couple, there’s a pretty good chance they wouldn’t want to have anything to do with me. For obvious reasons. For another, the places I look for connections are generally full of heteronormative types. So this particular fantasy has been left on the back shelf to gather mothballs.

Until the other week.

It started when I checked my OK Cupid profile one day. I get VERY few connections on that particular app (okay, in fairness: I actually get very few connections on ANY app, but I’m patient and perseverant and on those blue-moon occasions when I do meet someone like L on Tinder or A on Hinge or Bella on Feeld, connections that prove to be meaningful, sexy, and lasting, well, that then makes it worth all the effort) but this particular day there was a lovely note from a woman named Natalia who told me that she had lost her virginity to a boy named Dean (nice), that she read one of my blog entries and would be thinking of it when she drifted off to sexy dreams, and that as she was reading my profile to her wife, she (the wife) encouraged Natalia to reach out to me, and introduce herself.

[record scratch]

Wait a minute. Wife?  Now that got my attention!

Natalia finished by quoting a line she found particularly sexy from my entry - my tendency to emit loud, gutteral vocalizations when I come - and told me she would love to chat more if I was interested. I responded and we developed an instant connection, bonding over music, politics, TV shows, and loud orgasms. She told me about her marriage; both she and her wife Rena are bisexual, and both had had long-term relationships with men (including being married to men) previous to their own marriage. And while Natalia had had a significant relationship with a woman, this was both of their first time being married to someone of their own gender. 

Okay, so maybe not exactly a lesbian couple, but hey - two women married to each other. This was pretty cool!

Natalia set up a thread with her, me, and Rena and the three of us exchanged fun, flirty messages, images, and voice memos. They live deep in the East Bay about an hour and a half’s drive from me, so it was clear that geography wasn’t going to be our friend, but nonetheless all three of us were motivated to make something happen so we started looking for opportunities to do so.

An opportunity presented itself when I told them I would be attending a lifestyle mixer at a winery in the East Bay in a few weeks, and they agreed to meet me there. I did a little research and secured a nearby hotel for some sexy after-mixer time. The intensity of our texting picked up a bit as the three of our excitement increased. This was going to be fun!

The day of the mixer arrived, and I made my way to the winery. A number of my friends regularly attend this particular mixer, and I exchanged pleasantries with the host (also a friend of mine) as he checked my name off the list and informed me my lovely lady friends had already arrived.

I quickly spotted Natalia and Rena near the bar chatting with a few other couples. I gave them each a huge hug hello, and was greeted with warm smiles in return. 

We hung out at the establishment for a good 45 minutes or so, chatting and flirting. I caught up with the six or seven friends or mine there, and introduced them to Natalia and Rena. But we knew the headline of the evening was ahead of us and we were eager to get to it, so we finished our drinks, said our goodbyes, and made our way to the hotel. 

Checking in was fun. The clerk didn’t bat an eye as her processed these two women and one man who were all about to share a room together. In fact, he eased right into the easy banter we had been enjoying all evening, as if he had been there all along. Later Natalia and Rena commented that it had to be clear what the three of us were doing and I agreed. But this was clearly not the clerk’s first rodeo and he handled it like a pro.

Natalia and Rena’s dynamic is that they are very happy in their marriage, and have a very fulfilling sex life with each other. But they are in agreement that they would like to have more cock in their lives. They are bisexual after all (see above re: not technically fulfilling the lesbian bucket list item but saying fuck it and taking credit anyway). So seven or eight months ago they opened their marriage and have been seeking out men for connection and sexual play. Not women, incidentally; they both feel they have plenty of pussy in their lives.

They mostly date separately, but every now and again when one of them meets someone they think they would both enjoy getting to know they will set up a three-way date. They call these lucky guys their “together men.” And I was honored to be one.

And oh, by the way, they are absolutely killing it. It seems that every day they are each going on separate dates, or have a fun evening planned with a together man. I am constantly telling them they are getting more cock than I’m getting pussy. And that’s saying something.

Anyway, the hotel was fine, and the room was perfectly lovely. Not the Four Seasons but not a Motel 6 either. Good thing because we didn’t intend to keep the light on (oh, my, did I really just go there?).  We settled in: I pulled out my sex kit including cock ring, lube, and all that, while they unzipped their suitcases. Their plan was to spend the night as they happened to have some meetings in the city in the morning and this would be more convenient for them.

I started by kissing Natalia, while Rena caressed the two of us. We had already established that it was only fair for Natalia’s pussy to be the first to receive my cock, since she was the one that found me after all. So I figured that rule could be extended to kissing as well. That’s generally how they roll with their together men.

This not being my first threesome with two women, I fell into my practice of splitting my attention as evenly as I could between them. Which was not hard for me to do; not only did I not want anyone feeling left out, but for purely selfish reasons I wanted to experience both of them equally! 

Clothes started coming off, kissing turned into playing with tits and cocks (well, cock), and before too long I was going down on them. Again, Natalia got first dibs, but I had just as much fun when it was Rena’s turn. Cunnilingus turned into blow jobs and fucking, which we did from a number of positions starting with standard missionary then my (signature) fucking on the edge of the bed with me standing on the floor, and even some doggy style. And while I was fucking one of them, she would play with the other, be it kissing, playing with her tits, or other stroking/fondling.  

One thing that was so evident to me was how the infusion of the male dynamic enhanced the energy between the two of them. True, I’d never seen just the two of them having sex together (if you don’t count some of the sexy videos they sent me), but we had discussed the topic and it was clear when I witnessed it with my own eyes. 

Their female-female sexual energy felt softer, warmer, and fuzzier. They were tender with each other, more inclined to stroke and cuddle, and everything moved at a gentler pace. But my (male) energy was more directed, focused, and had an agenda. It was like a jolt of electricity had been added to the mix, and everything was amped up a level. 

I could tell that they were very much turned on by this infusion of energy, and they responded to it. I felt free to take charge when necessary, orchestrated the flow, moved them around on the bed, and - well - just generally inserted my hard cock where I felt like it needed to be.

I could tell how this brought an extra spark to the sex - not just between the three of us, but also between the two of them. I saw not only how lovely the two of them were together - because they really were tender, and warm, and loving, and fun - but why they loved bringing men into the mix. The sex was completely different. Not better or worse, but harder-edged, more intense. And I can see how they had fun with that.

We had a lovely evening. We did a little of everything, with all sexual organs being kissed and sucked and fucked. And we enjoyed both our male on female and female on female play. I had a great time, and I know they did as well. Oh, and guess what? We ended it (or at least I ended it) with a signature loud, gutteral orgasm. I am pretty sure that not only did I go over the edge with that one but my vocalizations set the ladies off as well. So in a way, we came full circle on that front!

But as I mentioned before, geography isn’t our friend. And while we haven’t seen each other in person since that day, we continue our sexy texting, sharing stories about hot flames and conquests, both with their individual guys and their together men. And about my own parties and friends and sexploits.

So yes, technically I suppose this wasn’t the bucket list item that I didn’t realize I had been waiting for. But it was darn close. And I’m taking credit for it anyway. That’s my story and I’m sticking with it. It was two women who are married to each other, after all. That’s pretty fucking cool in my book.

But the best part is that they are both fantastic people. So, even better than checking off a bucket list item, I made two amazing new friends.

I’ll take that over a silly old bucket list item any day.

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