Everything turned out ok in the end (so to speak). But I was pretty worried for a while there, got tested, etc.
“And I alone lived to tell the tale.”
(That was a long, long time ago.)
So, soapbox, I take it you’re a swinger.
However did you guess?
:rolleyes:
Closest I ever came to a threesome was an unusual experience at a hostess/strip club a while back. The dancer had been sitting and chatting with me for most of the evening when a rather attractive woman came in and sat down near us. The dancer told me that this woman had come in a few weeks earlier with some friends, gotten a lap dance from her, and had been calling her almost every night since then. She then went over to talk to this woman for a few minutes, came back and said “She buying a private dance with me, and she wants you to join us.”
That was a rather fun 30 minutes. What made it even more fun was that she was paying for the whole thing.
Something to do with the word “Monkey”, perhaps?
Spank you, spank you very much, I’ll be here all summer.
Well, I had one but only one. It was the GREATEST DAY OF MY LIFE. It wasn’t sordid at all. I was seeing someone great, but he and I had both just finished relationships we had thought were our one true loves and neither of us could get serious about being a couple, but we were close and got along. I just asked him one day if he would ever do it and right away he asked if I had someone in mind. I said, “how about so-and-so” and he basically said, “see you in 20 minutes!” So literally, the next thing you know the three of us are standing around saying, “my god we are not going to be able to do this!” We had to go through a long period of joking around before we could get naked and start fooling around but as soon as we did all our years of thinking about it paid off. We all had ideas and plenty of time to try them all. I have to say, it was PERFECT.
I think what made it so good was that we were all sober, we were all equally inexperienced and none of use had the idea that we were extemely sexy and seductive in the first place. So there was no hurt ego anywhere or feeling ashamed. But I think it was lucky that it was so perfect and I have never pushed my luck by trying to do it again.
I had a chance, but I didn’t take it. It was my girlfriend-at-the-time’s idea, and she wanted her best friend to lose her virginity to us. I never got as far as to find out the friend’s opinions on the idea, because I, having lost my virginity a scant month before, could barely handle one girl.
I would be all over it now, though.
Just wanted to add one of my most memorable threesomes: two absolutely gorgeous boys from Florida, just married and on their honeymoon, non-monogamous and Esperantists. (ni estas la plej bonaj amantoj!)
And my mom was out of town for the weekend, so I didn’t even have to clean my apartment 
Sorry about that. I had to sleep and work and stuff. I didn’t imagine (for some reason, it’s not like I haven’t been here for a while) there’d be this much going on in the thread either.
Lessee. I was invited to a threesome once, but the other guy had to back out at the last minute so we had to make due with ordinary raunchy man-sex. Future ex wife and I had discussed it, but never got around to doing it, and current girlfriend and I had discussed it in general terms only. This is odd for us, since we’re both seriously freaky.
We were out partying on Friday night, and eventually the bars closed so we went to get some beer. While we were at the only place still open downtown we met two nice young men who were looking for a party. They were in absolutely the wrong place (I’ll spare you the specifics, I have a rant on that which deserves its own spotlight) and talking to exactly the wrong people. Since they wouldn’t listen to my well intentioned advice (“No, really, get the fuck out of here, people die here, go back to your room and lock your doors and for God’s sake don’t go to a party with anybody you meet here”), we decided to invite them back to her house, along with a couple of women who didn’t have any beer but did have a car.
We went there, drank some beer, talked, I put the psychotic drunk in a safe place after I calmed her down, and then I went looking for my lady. I found here in the bedroom with one of the nice young men. He didn’t shade his face from the light on account of he didn’t have a hand free in that way she enjoys so much.
I’d have loved to see his face when I opened the door. I look like an irregularly shaved gorilla, and from the way he twitched I don’t think he believed her when she told him I’d be cool with it.
I said I was sorry for disturbing them and started back out into the hallway to figure out if I was going to be upset about this, given that it was something of a surprise, when she told me to come in and shut the door.
I went in, I shut the door, I made sure he was okay with the idea and that there was latex enough for all, and then some very good things happened to all concerned.
Eventually the nice young men left, we got the rest of the people out of the house, and there was nothing awkward or weird about the next day, I’m thinking it was a success overall.
Of course, now we’re planning the next one. I know a guy who is seriously into me and is curious about being with a woman (he’s interested but wants an experienced guide to the process), and my girlfriend’s pointing out random people and saying “Let’s do her next weekend!”, which would be funny if I hadn’t seen her social genius at work (She’s the reason I will go to the scary place to get beer. By the time the boss of the pack is done giving me the bad eye she’s got his attention, and by the time I’m balanced and ready to drop him she’s playing six degrees of separation with him, and by the time I’ve decided which way to move and who among his buddies gets the first baton stroke she’s suddenly the best friend of his scariest female relative, and then it’s all okay).
Not what I would have planned, but I’m pretty happy with the results.
And on that Penthouse Forum moment, I’m closing this “poll”.