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How I Went From ‘Fuck Toy’ to ‘Lover’ With a Married Couple. Is a Kinky Threesome Life Possible?
Is it possible for a “loving couple” to actually be 2 women and a man under one roof, with one woman being a submissive? [Sex Confession]
I write erotica novels & short stories. I also publish sex confessions as a spermivore, spermaholic, and teen slut. Yes, teen slut! And I’m proud of it! Sex is good. And girls who love sex shouldn’t have to hide and pretend to be “pure.” Sex is pure! And naked skin is natural.
About a month ago, I agreed to go to my friend’s house every Saturday (whenever possible) for sex games. I have been a fuck toy and submissive slut to her and her husband for a bit more than a year.
Yesterday, though, she suggested we skipped a Saturday, considering the intensity of our sex event on Thursday evening, during which I gave my body to 7 guys celebrating the Miami Heat win in the NBA basketball playoff series. But I didn’t want to “skip a Saturday”. I’m getting addicted to having hands on me and cocks in me!
Over the last year, my sex drive has grown exponentially, and now, I “need” to be regularly “taken” by men. Thinking about “the next Saturday” makes me more productive during the week! Furthermore, I had a night to recuperate in the loving and caring arms of my handsome neighbor on Friday night. So I went to meet her and her husband last night.
When I arrived, I lifted my dress over my head at the door and threw it on the floor. I’m always naked and “on display” when at their home, whether or not they have other guests. I like to think of myself as a piece of art decorating their house. Nudity is common in the art, isn’t it?
Their friends seem to accept that Madison and Darnell were kinky and, in fact, I think some of his buddies only came to visit him when they knew I would be there, a bit like my daddy’s friends came to visit because I was often hanging around the house in the nude as a teenager.
But Darnell took my dress from the floor and told me to keep it on. I was shocked and didn’t know what to think of it, but, of course, I obeyed.
He walked me to the official dining room of their gigantic beachfront house. The table was set in a way you would expect to see at a romantic dinner, with candle lights, music, and all, except there were three sets of plates and utensils.
I’ll try to summarize the dinner conversations as briefly as possible because I am sure you are more interested in the way I was fucked afterward, right? You, bunch of perverts! (Just kidding! I love you for it!) But for those of you who have followed the evolution of my relationship with Madison and Darnell, I believe you will find the dinner talks interesting and indicative of a new phase in our relationship. I’m excited, and I hope your cocks will be too :)
A Threesome Dinner
After Madison joined us, a house staff placed food to share in the middle of the table. I’ve rarely seen staff in their house. Probably because they mostly work during the week and not during sex events.
Madison apologized for not having a sex party to offer me. After the Thursday night macho gang-bang, they didn’t think I would ask for one so quickly.
It felt weird not to be naked in their house!
For the first time since I met them, we discussed our relationship together. I had done it with Madison but never with Darnell involved. Since the beginning, I was a fuck toy to Darnell, so… A toy doesn’t get a say on what its owner does with it. But Madison, although she organized events during which I am a cum bucket, is also my loving girlfriend when we are alone. Weird, isn’t it? I wouldn’t know for sure, but I would bet it’s not common.
At one point, I brought up the topic of Madison and I loving each other to see how Darnell felt about that. I was curious. I’m always curious! About everything, but especially about anything related to cocks.
Madison said I shouldn’t minimize how much her husband loved me, too. That was a shocking statement for me to hear. She pointed out that he had not “used” me as a fuck toy in a long time and, damn! She was right. With the craziness of the sex events I had been involved with them, I simply had not noticed.
She told me that the only reason Darnell had peed on me on Thursday was that she made him do it. She insisted on him doing it because she thought he was falling a bit too much in love with me. Damn! Wow! But she laughed while saying that, so it didn’t seem to really bother her. Nothing ever bothers her! That’s one thing I love about Madison.
Then she explained Darnell had made it his mission to keep a protective eye on me. For instance, she said that at the “Fuck The Easter Bunny” event, he was never far from the table where I was the bunny to be fucked. That left me speechless. She added that he personally took care of guys who were taking it a bit too literally to bang my ass.
I tried to look Darnell in the eyes, stunned that he cared so much about me, but he kept eating quietly, looking down while Madison spoke.
“He doesn’t like praise,” she giggled. “I love that about him!”
At the end of the dinner, while I was looking at the coffee beans floating in my glass of sambuca, Darnell placed a gift in front of me. That evening was providing me with one shock after another.
The card said, “We love you!” and it was signed “Madison & Darnell.”
My hands were shaking as I unwrapped it. I was not used to the L word—from anybody. Inside the box, I fought a necklace and a matching pair of earrings that took my breath away. I removed the necklace I was wearing, and Darnell helped me put the new one on. His hands touching the skin at the top of my back gave me shivers. What was happening to me?
But that was not the end of my surprise. Madison handed me a present, too.
I believe I said something like: “What the fuck, guys! It’s not my birthday!”
Madison told me to suck it up. They both loved me and were inspired when looking at how adventurous and full of life I was. Her words. Wow!
Inside that second box, I found a key. I frowned and then found a remote control. It was the key to their house and a remote to open the gate to their driveway on Ocean Boulevard. There was also a card with a code for the alarm.
I was speechless. Frozen. Worried. And excited.
Earlier, they had invited me to move in with them. Were they expecting me to do so?
Madison understood my fears right away. She could always read me like an open book. She insisted it was just for convenience and because they would love to see me more often, but they had no expectations. Darnell insisted I shall never call before coming over. I was to behave as if this was my house.
Apparently, they are both regularly out of town during the week and suggested that I could work on my social media marketing jobs from the side of their pool, with the beach right next to it. I already live in a beachfront condo owned by my daddy’s friend, but the beach there was quite crowded compared to their almost-private beach.
After these explanations from Madison and Darnell, I was even more speechless. They laughed!
We spent the rest of the evening by the pool, skinny dipping because after dinner, we simply moved to the pool and undressed. For the first time, I was naked with Darnell while we were not having sex. I had often hung out at their pool, in the nude, with Madison, but not with Darnell’s gigantic cock in sight. My pussy was readily available. Yet we didn’t have sex. We were just friends chilling out. What a feeling it was when thinking that 48 hours earlier, seven men had been using my body on that same pool deck after the Miami Heat win.
A Threesome Night
Eventually, we ended up taking a shower and casually prepping for bed, as if we had done it together a million times before. Madison wanted me to go to the other side of the bed, keeping her husband in the middle.
Nothing else felt “natural” to me. I was used to getting orders and getting my ass banged when in that bedroom, so it was like I didn’t know what to do with myself anymore.
Madison extended her arm above her husband’s belly, grabbed my hand, and placed it on his cock. Even after a year, it was still exciting for me to see a wife wanting me to pleasure her husband’s cock. I squeezed and stroked Darnell’s penis for a bit before getting on my knees next to him and kissing it.
To my surprise, Madison imitated me and started licking her husband’s cock by having her lips go up and down along the length of his cock on her side. I did the same on my side, and our lips touched. We went up and down his rod a few times, keeping our lips in sync, but then we couldn’t resist each other anymore and frantically kissed over his cock.
I put my hand on Darnell’s penis while Madison and I kissed, but the poor man wasn’t of much concern to either of us at that moment. I could kiss that woman for hours! She cut it off by setting herself above her husband’s cock and swallowing it with her pussy.
I watched her go up and down on it a few times, then a thought occurred to me from a scene I had written in one of my erotica novels. I asked her to turn around to face his feet. After she did so, I went on my belly between his legs and reached for her clit with my mouth. She understood what I wanted and leaned back to make her pussy more accessible. She also stopped riding her husband’s cock up and down. I kissed and licked her clit while also licking part of Darnell’s cock partially inside of her. She was delicious, as always. And once again, the poor guy was no longer our focus!
But Madison seemed to want her husband to come, so she resumed riding his cock, although she stopped a few times for me to lick the penis. It was a tasty mix of pre-cum and pussy juice.
Eventually, Darnell exploded inside of her, and she stepped aside. I flipped on my side and cuddled with Madison until another idea from the same erotica novel came to my mind. I whispered for her to sit on my face. For the first time, I made a request in that bed.
I kissed her clit and worshipped her pussy until Darnell’s sperm started leaking out, but he stopped me. He pulled me over him on my back. Then, using his hand to guide it, he pushed his cock up my butthole with no lube. I thought that was an absolute no-no, but it worked, probably because his cock was still lubricated with pre-cum, sperm, and pussy juice.
I begged Madison to come back to my mouth. She did, and I resumed licking and eating the sperm coming out of her pussy while Darnell was banging my ass. Imagine it… The scene was exciting for me. I was eating the sperm of the penis inside my ass. It was like time travel, eating his jelly before he ejaculates!
It clearly turned Madison on. She squarely stared at how I was eating her husband’s cum out of her pussy while she caressed her clit until we collaboratively brought her body to an explosion of pleasure. I am not sure when Darnell came, but he did because I noticed sperm leaking out of my butthole later on.
I found myself with my head on Darnell’s shoulder, my leg over his leg, and my fingers traveling on his torso, exploring his well-defined abs and flat belly. His arm was behind me, his hand caressing my back. He kissed me on the forehead a couple of times, and then we kissed. A proper kiss. An emotionally strong, passionate kiss. It was the first time we had kissed that way.
Madison was on the other side, facing us and watching with a smile but without touching. We locked eyes. I wondered what she was thinking. I couldn’t read her the way she always read me.
As she watched my fingers traveling on her husband’s naked body, I reached down to his penis. It quickly stiffened, and I caressed it. She watched as if she was captivated by what was happening.
I felt so comfortable in that bed with both of them.
When I am in my daddy’s arms (my dad’s friend who let me use his beach condo in South Florida), I feel worshipped. It’s awesome! But in that bed, with Madison and Darnell, there was something more. I felt secure in Darnell’s powerful arms and couldn’t stop thinking about him keeping a protective eye on me during our sex parties.
Furthermore, Madison and Darnell loved me — the real me. All of me. My kinda-boyfriend neighbor didn’t know about my urges to be a fuck toy, and I wasn’t sure they would understand or accept it. But my girlfriend and her husband had seen me being used, peed on, covered in sperm, banged in all of my holes by dozens of men, and still wanted to have a romantic dinner with me. Was I experiencing true love for the first time in my life?
These thoughts made me want Darnell even more! So I got up and placed myself above his penis, which I used to caress my clit. I was so wet…
Before going any further, I have to remind you of a rule Madison had always imposed on me. Her husband could do anything he wanted with me except get inside my pussy. The only pussy he was allowed to penetrate was hers.
But I wanted him. Badly. It is not that I wanted a big cock (although his penis has always been hugely attractive). I wanted him. Darnell.
In any case, I figured Madison had never said anything about his penis on my clit, so I caressed myself with it. Clearly, I played with fire because I couldn’t resist the temptation to swallow his penis with my pussy. I let my body slide down on that hard rod and… Oh my god, did it feel good!
Cocks rarely reach the end of my long vagina. Don’t worry! My pussy is tight and young. I just said, “Long.” But with Darnell, it banged the end of it. It even hurt a bit — which made me feel connected to him even more. He was fully occupying my love tunnel.
I locked eyes with Madison, who continued watching. It felt so good to have Darnell inside of my pussy, but, at the same, I was scared, expecting Madison to stop me and be mad at me. But she did nothing, so I started riding her husband’s cock up and down.
He squeezed my breast and said something like: “You are so beautiful, Delisha!” before throwing the L word again. Then I couldn’t ride him anymore because he grabbed me by the hips and controlled me like I was one of those pussy imitation toys that guys buy and masturbate with. I just let him use my pussy and take his pleasure. I didn’t weigh more than a feather to him!
His facial expression when he exploded inside of me told me a lot about how much he loved me. Once I stopped feeling jets of sperm in my vagina, I crashed on him, my head turned toward his wife.
And then my heart skipped a bit. Shit! Madison was still staring at me. I had disregarded the only rule she had — do not take her husband’s penis into my vagina. But she was smiling.
“I was wondering when the need would be too much for you to resist!”
She extended her hand toward me and lovingly pushed the hair out of my face.
“I love you too,” she said.
A Threesome Life?
I fell asleep on Darnell, although it took me quite some time. I had a million questions popping up in my head.
Is it possible for a relationship built purely on sex to grow into love? What did it mean that they both loved me? Is there such a thing as a “loving couple” made of two women and a man? Can I remain a submissive fuck toy in sex events, even if we “make love” when there are only the three of us? What the fuck is love to start with?
But then I realized that both Darnell and Madison had experienced orgasms on Saturday night while I hadn’t. There was still hope for me to be a fuck toy!
Addendum — Find out what happened the day after here:
Find out how I became a female sex toy, submissive to Madison & her husband, here:
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