Hello friends,
As I told you in the previous Post, the week we had agreed that I would undress for Francis on Friday afternoon, I took care of "making myself beautiful" to be attractive to him. I knew that Francis had not seen a naked girl since he ended the relationship with Blanca, which was in January when my husband broke up with Alma. So, Francis hadn't had sex for six months... at least not the kind of sex you have with other people, which seemed like forever to me. In other words, I was counting on Francis being very, very, needy of seeing, feeling the warmth of the skin, and touching a naked girl… and that lucky girl would be me.
I was 23 years old, and for almost ten years the longest period without sex I had had was two months when, seven years, before I returned from the Guyana of Venezuela to the north of Spain and found a "world" completely different from the jungle-savannah of the tropics: this was a gray, cold, rainy place, a stifling industrial city, and an extremely Catholic society in which sex was seen as the main sin, the undoing of Eve's apple, and in which my classmates at the university were practically all virgins and intended to remain so until their wedding day in a church with their also virgin bride. Fortunately, I soon reached an “erotic agreement” with a relatively young janitor, you know: Bernardo.
He was more than twice my age at first, but he was quite attractive, fit, and a very nice and sexy person (I have always been attracted to mature and fit men), with whom I made an agreement to pose nude from time to time for polaroids in exchange for helping me survive in the jungle of the chaotic and very hard university in Spain at the time.
That survival aid included giving me information on what he could find out about subject exams (I got some copies of exams in advance), providing me with notes, access to places in the faculty building, etc. although in principle this agreement did not include sex, but only posing naked... by the way, it was him who established the no-sex thing, not me; although with my seduction techniques as a naughty young girl we soon began to have light sex -handjobs- and later not so light -blowjobs- and three or four times we enjoyed an "edge-play" game that I loved and in which he would play with his cock rubbing my clitoris and putting a little bit of the tip "unintentionally" and we would both cum and he would spread his delicious cum all over my pussy, I would spread it wide open with my hands so that a small part of it would get inside, at least in the "vestibule" of my pussy, which scared Bernardo, even though I had explained to him that it was not possible for me to get pregnant by doing that; He never wanted to do it to me anyway, except on my non-fertile days.
We only fucked once, but with a condom because he refused to fuck me bareback, in what you could say was the "farewell fuck" when I was 22 years old, after six years of relationship with four or five encounters a year.
Years later, when I returned to the university to do my doctorate in the same Faculty, Bernardo and I had an agreement to have one bareback fuck a month (at the end we met twice every month) during my last nine months before defending my Doctoral Thesis, in this case the only exchange there was that of mutual enjoyment.
Being a student at the university I also had sex with other guys, although except for two or three blowjobs the rest were just handjobs. Fortunately, less than a year after entering college I met Nestor, with whom I had "real sex" at least once a fortnight. You know that Nestor and I still have sex three or four times a year after more than forty years since the first time, that's why I call him "my eternal fuck buddy". In the second year of my Master course, when I was 22 years old, I was José Manuel's lover for seven months and also he sent me to "keep happy" several VIP clients of his law firm and his best friend, but I have talked a lot about him in this Blog and I think you all know him very well; we still have sex once or twice a year, the last time at the end of last December.
Dan, my husband, studied at the same Faculty, but being four years older than me we did not coincide, and before me he had sex only with two girls, one of them Alma for three years, and then Meiche, superimposed on Alma, for a few months before meeting me.
Francis on the other hand had some early experiences with a girl from his childhood group of friends, and for a year he had a relationship with Blanca who is Alma's sister. After twenty years of Francis and I being lovers, during which time he did not have sex with any other woman, Meiche and Francis became a couple, which was the reason why my sex relationship with him ended, although as you know we are still very good friends.
That is, my sexual experience was much greater than that of Dan and Francis combined. When I started dating Dan at 22 I had already had sex with more than twenty men, while at 26 they had had sex with only two or three girls each. Also, you will not be surprised if I tell you that I was more interested in sex than they were, because I was a hypersexual girl and they were two guys with a regular libido, well may be a bit over the average. So, in sexual matters I was leading the process of the ménage à trois relationship that was beginning to gestate between Dan, Francis and myself.
[[ Image 1. This photo was taken by Francis in my bedroom a few months after the events I'm narrating in this Post; I was 23 years old at the time. Francis was fascinated by watching me take off my panties for him, and he loved also take them off by himself. I've mentioned that during my first year of marriage, I had more sex with Francis than with my husband, Dan. There were several reasons for this: firstly, my husband, at only 26 years old, was preparing for a university professorship with full tenure (Full Professor Chair Tenant) and spent his days working at the university and much of the nights studying in our rented apartment, in the guest room we had converted into a study with a folding bed, a desk, and a comfortable armchair for Dan to study until the early hours of the morning. That folding bed was originally intended for when Francis stayed overnight at our home, but the fact was that many times when he did stay, which was often, he and I would sleep together in my marital bed. When Dan finished studying late at night, he would sleep in the guest room to not disturb us, although sometimes he would come and we would spend the rest of the night together, the three of us. Dan was happy knowing that I was sexually satisfied with Francis, and also knowing that his best friend had a fulfilling emotional and sexual life. The “complete absence” of jealousy on the part of my husband is something that I believe happens very rarely in men. While Francis was taking this photo of me, my husband was studying in the room next door, and he didn't stop studying even when he heard my loud orgasms. I once saw my husband study for 36 hours straight, without sleeping and without leaving his desk except to go to the bathroom, even eating snacks there. All that effort paid off when he obtained the full professorship at the age of 29, competing with much older and more experienced candidates, something that was unprecedented in Spain in the field of Science and Technology. ]]
Indeed, sometimes reading the account of these events may give you the impression that it was Dan who pushed my relationship with Francis, but don't be fooled: it was me who led Dan and Francis on the path I wanted, and my goal was to have Dan as a husband and Francis as a lover and I got both; having threesomes with them was unexpected, a “collateral damage”, and came up on the fly, I consider it as a kind of "bonus": I made love almost daily with my husband Dan, fucked Francis several times a week, and we had threesome sex weekly, it was like living in paradise. Besides, Dan and Francis are straight, so in the threesomes there was no sexual interaction between them, so they were both boys for me.
During that week, I avoided being alone with Francis at home, and Dan and I took the opportunity to talk about where this whole thing of me becoming Francis's art model was leading. We both agreed that it was inevitable for Francis and me to end up having sex, and Dan's opinion was that the sooner it happened, the better. He believed that if something good was going to happen, it should happen sooner rather than later... and I completely agreed with him 😉.
However, since Dan knew Francis much better than I did, he recommended that we take things slowly so that Francis would see it as a natural process, as if it were happening without him realizing, until having sex with me became something normal and natural. He also advised that Francis shouldn't suspect that I was falling in love with him (which never happened), because if Francis thought he could hurt Dan by taking his wife away, he would immediately put an end to any advances, and that could mean the end of a long friendship. Francis would prefer to stop being friends with Dan rather than betray him. That's why we planned a Friday afternoon where I would undress for Francis in a "sexy" way, but as if I were also doing it for Dan. Furthermore, it would seem as though Francis were the guest, the spectator, to something we were doing..
Anyway, we agreed that it was beneficial for Francis and me to break the barrier of physical contact while I was naked. For example, sitting on Francis's lap from time to time and allowing myself to be “innocently” caressed. We had already overcome the barrier of contact while clothed months ago, dancing, walking arm in arm, and me sitting on his lap with clothes on, but it's not the same to caress a girl's hip or rib area when she's clothed as it is when she's naked. So, we agreed that when I sat on Francis's lap, I would let him caress me as much as he wanted, but I wouldn't encourage him further... at least not for that first time.
, , ,[[ Image 2. These pictures with Dan and Francis, do correspond to the night I am telling you about; the first one is with Dan, the second one with Francis, and the other two with Dan again. It was Friday and the three of us had dinner together chatting animatedly in the kitchen, none of us three were nervous, although there was a certain atmosphere more erotic than usual because in a while I would undress in front of the two of them and I would continue the rest of the evening naked. Francis had seen me "out of the corner of his eye" naked a few times when I was getting out of the shower, but tonight I was going to "officially" undress for him and become his art model; this second part was the important one, as it implied that I was going to spend many hours with him naked and just the two of us... which would obviously end up leading to sex, which I intended to make happen as soon as possible. When after dinner we went to the living room, where Francis' makeshift artist's studio was, we had a few drinks, the guys each sat in an armchair, and I did a slow striptease in front of Francis, almost a kind of lap-dance if there was music. Then the two guys made a series of polaroids to remember such an important occasion for the three of us, some of which you have seen in the Posts prior to this one, and these are a few more. The idea is that I posed with Dan in a certain pose and then repeated with Francis, but he pretended not to understand and didn't play along... which would have ended in sex. I even suggested to the guys to take off their shirts, Dan did it but Francis didn't because he didn't want to lose control of his instincts despite my temptations, although he did lose control a little bit, that's something. By the way, it was the end of June, but the temperature was low and the weather was rainy so it was necessary to have the red heaters that you see in the photos on. ]]
I remind you that Dan was not thinking of having threesome sex with Francis, he and I, but of me having sex alone with Francis from time to time. Neither Dan nor Francis had ever had group sex; moreover, they didn't even consider that the three of us could do it. Dan's approach was for me to have my "need" for sex with other men satisfied with his best friend, and for Francis to have a model to launch his artistic career as a painter of original works, as well as an emotional and sexual life at least minimally covered... by the way, Francis did not imagine that his best friend loved him so much that he was willing to share his wife with him, as both Dan and Francis were very traditionalist from a sexual point of view.
Both could understand a woman having a husband and a lover, but not wanting to have threesome sex with the husband and lover together. However, that was what I wanted: a husband, a lover, and occasional threesome sex with both. In fact, that was the natural process, as I had decided that this Friday I would strip for the two of them, but from that day forward I would end up being naked at "all" of our threesome meetings, whether I posed for Francis or not. I had also planned that, one day when we had had a little too much to drink and the three of us were horny, to propose to them to undress too: because it is unfair that I am naked and they are dressed, don't you think? to play some music (sometimes we did it) to dance naked with one and with the other and caressing each other, then another day to go one step further dancing and groping -exploring-each other, and the next natural step would be to have sex with Dan while Francis was present, and then another day to invite him to join us.
I foresight that having threesome sex with Dan and Francis was relatively easy to achieve in a few weeks, but knowing Francis and his loyalty to Dan, I found it more difficult for him to want to have sex alone with me.
There was also a small obstacle in these plans, and that was that Dan and I were going to spend our first vacation together in August for three weeks on the Costa Blanca, and in order for Francis "not to cool off" in that time I would have to think "something". In effect what I thought and did was that Dan and I would talk to Francis once a week to tell him how our vacation was going. But remember at that time there were no cell phones, so we would call him at our own house where he was still painting daily in the makeshift artist's studio in our living room. The other idea was that we would send him by “snail-mail” the rolls of slides Dan made so he could take them to be developed to a photo-shop, and on those rolls, there would always be a few sexy, even nude, photographs of me… of course, Francis was authorized to see the slides. By the way, until now I had forgotten to tell you that at those Friday meetings Francis had seen quite a few Polaroids and slides that Dan had taken of me in which I was partially or completely naked.
Before that summer vacation there was time for me to undress for Francis and for us to break the barrier of physical contact while I was naked, for me to pose for him for a few hours even when he and I were alone at home, for me to dance naked with the two of them and for Francis to grope me a little (I had to fill his brandy glass a couple of times more to get it), and in fact I posed for Francis made so he got the necessary sketches and polaroid photos to be able to continue working those three weeks on the first original painting that he was going to show to the owner (a lady) of the art gallery for which until then I had only been making copies of paintings by famous artists: Velázquez, Rembrandt, and drawings by Da Vinci above all. With the gorgeous young son of the gallery owner, Alex, I had solo and threesome sex with Francis a few years later.
However, during that vacation something unforeseen happened, and that is that I met Paco and had sex with him a couple of times (although in a relatively "light" version that first year), but at least breaking my fast of ten months without having sex with a man other than Dan. About Paco I have talked a lot in the normal Posts and in the previous Pics of the Day, and that's why in these chapters about Francis I will try only to retell, and correct or expand, that about Paco that I think is necessary to understand the thread of the argument of my relationship with Francis. As well as José Manuel, Néstor, and perhaps also Olaso, will appear from time to time in these Posts, because I had sex sporadically with them while I was Francis’ lover.
The week went by fast, and I was getting more and more excited, plus my husband and I started doing something that later became a tradition, and that was that when we were scheduled to have a threesome with Francis, usually on Friday or Saturday, we would "sex fast" a couple of days before so we would be more desirous during the meeting.
As newlyweds my husband and I made love daily at least once, and several times on weekends, so going Wednesday and Thursday without sex was really a sacrifice, but it was worth it as on Friday with Francis we were much “fierier” and I could have several orgasms during the evening. Although this first time it was only planned that I would undress in front of the two boys, it could not be ruled out that things would be rushed and I would end up having sex with Francis and of course Dan... indeed, if it had been up to us, it would have been, but Francis needed time to get used to the idea. As my husband and I knew it was inevitable that in a short time Francis and I would start having sex and therefore, being something desirable, the sooner it happened the better.
There was no actual sex between Francis and me that afternoon, but there was something "light" for the first time when we both posed for some polaroids that Dan took while Francis and I were standing on the mat I used to pose on, two of those photos you have in Post 124 in the photo that we are both standing hugging, and we had already drunk a little, Francis rubbed me with his fingertips a couple of times a nipple as if without realizing it, that was the first time he touched them, although he had already touched the sides of my tits before, and later also when I sat naked on his lap during the late-night chat, because of the effect of alcohol and arousal Francis clearly jumped the limits that he had imposed himself and was caressing my back, chest and thighs including his inner part near my pussy, caressing my belly and absentmindedly fiddling with the top of my soft pubic hair (all the guys told me it was very smooth and silky, although it had a tendency to get wet on the lower part 😉 .... ).
At one point he was gently caressing the sides of my tits, which by then were turgid as tennis balls and with nipples hard and puckered like nuts, but he only brushed them again "by accident" as when we were standing in the first photo in Post 124. When he fondled the sides of my tits I rested my hand on his so he wouldn't pull it away and keep touching and I lightly pushed his hand to bring it to my nipples, but despite how much we had been drinking and how aroused we were I couldn't get him to touch them neatly and he only brushed them another couple of times. Let's just say that this time there was some edge-play that was limited to touching my tits and the hair on my pubis, but he only brushed my nipples and didn't get to touch or graze my pussy proper by millimeters... to my frustration.
Sitting on his lap, most likely some of my wetness down there went to his pants, because I was completely horny and at the slightest hint I would have fucked them both bareback right there... well, first Francis, then my husband, and then Francis again to confirm and consolidate, you know what I mean 😉 .
In addition, I had been preparing everything so that this occasion would coincide on a non-fertile day, because if things had gotten messed up I wanted the first fuck with Francis to be bareback. By the way, the first fuck with my husband was with a condom as I told you in a previous Post, but I had the illusion, or the whim if you want to call it that way, that Francis fucked me bareback the first time; my husband was not a sexual whim, but Francis was and a whim that I enjoyed for twenty years.
Sex was not the only thing that interested me and attracted me to my husband, but for Francis I only felt an irresistible sexual attraction, then over time I also began to feel other less physical things. Francis was "my favorite sex toy" and I was his, and sex with him was always better than with my husband, although I was not in love with Francis and yes with my husband, but I have already told you several times that I can differentiate very clearly between sex and love, that is why I rarely use in this Blog the expression "to make love" and I prefer to say "to fuck"; with my husband I made love and with Francis I fucked; deliciously, by the way.
Well, to tell the truth, many years later Francis and I made love a lot of times, when we were trying to get me pregnant, because we both wanted our child to be engendered with love, but the purpose of the countless "coitus" we had was to get me pregnant, not fun or pleasure (though we both had) and besides that was many years later of what I am telling you in this Post.
Going back to the first time I undressed for Francis, Dan was watching us approvingly from the other armchair, evidently also with a hardon, and was urging me with signs to kiss Francis, but it seemed too forward to propose sex that first time, and I was afraid that Francis would feel violent if I made a pass at him, as we had not talked about having sex but only about me posing nude for him. I noticed on several occasions that Dan was making disguised signs to Francis to keep caressing me and in a more intimate way; the two of them had been close friends for almost 20 years and understood each other perfectly well by gestures and signs without needing to speak. Francis had a boner, and I could feel his hard cock through his pants pressing against my ass. I was also horny as a mare in heat all evening...
However, though nothing more happened that time, it was when the special ménage á trois relationship with Francis really began, and lasted twenty years (there is an Argentine tango by Carlos Gardel, entitled "Volver", which says in Spanish: "... que veinte años no es nada...", and the truth is how fast they went by and how distant in time but close in my memory they are). The three of us knew that the next stage was to have sex with me in a threesome, I will tell you about it in the next chapter.
To end this Chapter, and if you allow me to give some advice, or at least an opinion: enjoy life as much as you can and don't stay without making your fantasies real, time flies, and it goes away never to come back.
A kiss
Aura
34 comments
Yummy delicious
Thank you
Kiss
Aura
Wonderful Advice like u 😉 yes i see we had good plans with Dan And make steps in this Friday Afternoon to attracting Francis well... good memories in faculty... stunning 🥰 georgeous secrets i have never known before... good sex with Bernardo and Another colleagues whether blowjob or hand job.. And you're making well.. And Nestor too i mean twice before your dectorate And the first time there in guyana... really wonderful secrets.. And new thing i don't know before..Dan is in the same faculty before u 4 years.. incredible...i see you making plans to dare Francis step by step in many occasions not only in weekend 😋..paco is appearing in that time and u are talking with him about really how this things going in the same time i think it's hard on u .. and it's many efforts doing to make this plans going well... and many things happen in that night with Francis to dare and going threesome like i said step by step and drinking to fucking...in this time the sex with Francis was appearing and how much thirsty to him and you're certainly loving Your husband... your description in that appears as sex performance After beginning with Francis.. the sex and love...in my opinion the three some it was beginning to your relationship with Francis...... Bernardo with you when you're making dectorate in faculty not Nestor.... Delicious 🤤 pics my naughty teacher.. motivating for next
Thank you Alfedo
Aura
@Mibelayze kiss 👄👄👄😘
Thoughtful introspection of how orgasmic the sex will be
Life is wonderful! Such a pity so many don't understand that and try to turn this Paradise into a nightmare of war and hatred. Make love not war!
Kiss
Aura
Beautiful. Thanks for the in-depth writing
Thank you very much, I am glad you like my Posts
Kiss
Aura
I love how you're able to express your relationships through your writing. You live a life that most of us would love to live. Thank you for sharing it with us, and the beautiful pictures of you. I do think that you are more beautiful now than when you were younger. I think your like a fine wine that you have only gotten more beautiful with age (age in stead of better).
Thank you for the compliments. And I am glad you enjoy reading about my life, when I write I try to take the reader with me to live together the things I am talking about, an immersive experience if you will, and I think that the photos help a lot to that goal
Kiss
Aura
So Sexy!!
Aura
What a beautiful picture. Love your hairy pussy. Thank you!
Aura
Thank you for the story, you were very stunning then in your photos and with wine you have only gotten even more beautiful with age
Hi Rob, thank you for the compliments! 😘💋
Thank you for sharing. Have had FMF and FFM threesomes which enjoyed. Too bad everyone not as well adjusted as you
I love MFM, but as I am very jealous I don't like combinations where two or more "F" appear
@Mibelayze not surprise. Am straight so prefer F
@bignicktx
Many straight guys enjoy MFM (not the same as MMF), all the men I had MFM 3somes were and are straight
Just Gorgeous
Thank you for the compliments!
Aura
Francis es un tío majo, a ver si nos tomamos unas tapas juntos Dan, Francís tú y yo un día de estos.
Por supuesto! Tu a el le caes muy bien tambien 😃
It’s a wonderful thing to watch a lady remove her panties a joy to remove them too x
So you belong to the same "Panties Down Club" as Francis
Me emociona saber que soy uno de los hombres más importantes en tu vida
Despues de 43 años sigue siendo un placer ponerte a cuatro patas
Sí lo eres, y muy importante.
Supongo que volverás a ponerme a cuatro patas en mayo no?
@Mibelayze
Y varias veces
Good advice. 🤗
I have a straw hat like that.
And that's, where any resemblance to your lifestyle stops. 💕
Everyone follows a different path in his life, the important thing is to be happy along the way 😘💋 I chose the lifestyle that best suited me, and have been lucky and very happy ☺️