Hello my dear friends,
I'll continue directly with the beginnings of my long-lasting relationship with Francis.
My husband Dan and I returned from our first vacation together on the trip back from the Costa Blanca to northern Spain before the end of August, on a 750 km journey in our old Citroën Dyane 6 without air conditioning, for over 12 hours and through a route that was less than half on highways and the rest on two-way national roads, we took turns driving, with me usually driving on the safer highway stretches, and mostly talking. We have always talked a lot about everything; even today, we have conversations that last for hours, probably why we've been together for almost forty years with just two serious but brief crises in our marriage, which I've mentioned in previous posts but will comment on again later. I believe that many marriages fail due to lack of communication, but that's not our case.
During those long and intense conversations throughout the summer, Dan and I had agreed on the terms and boundaries of our budding ménage à trois relationship with Francis, and indeed, we've maintained those terms with hardly any changes over time with the seventeen "special friends" for threesomes we've had so far. Before I tell you about those agreements, I want to say that my husband and I would have liked to have "only one special friend for life," but we haven't found anyone who shares that desire.
,[[ Image 1. These two photos are slides that Francis took of me for pure fun a few months after we became lovers; I explain: Francis took some photos of me to help him in the realization of the drawings and paintings, but he also liked to take pictures of me naked for pure fun as part of the foreplay. Among the various sexual fetishes Francis has is that he liked to watch me pull down my panties, I have already talked about that in a previous Post, and he often fucked me while I had my panties on one leg as in the second picture. When I returned from vacation I started having sex with him, but initially only in threesomes with my husband, although Dan would take advantage of moments in those threesome meetings to leave the room and leave me alone with Francis, especially when he saw that Francis and I were about to cum together. My husband wanted as much or more than I that Francis and me to become lovers and have our separate intimate life as soon as possible, I believe for several main reasons: the first is because he knows that I am not a woman of only one man and I need to have sex with others, and being Francis and I lovers that "quota" of extramarital sex was covered and guaranteed, besides Dan appreciated Francis very much and wanted his best friend to have a full sexual and affective life, and the third was that in that way he had to take less care of me to devote himself almost exclusively to his teaching and research work and to prepare the oppositions to University Professor with Chair in property. I was a 23-year-old hypersexual girl who at that time needed and demanded insistently to have sex two or three times a day, which took away a lot of his study time, so with Francis's "help" he could keep me satisfied and I left him alone. In fact, I think that during the first year of marriage for every time I had sex with my husband I had twice with Francis and most of the sexual fantasies and erotic whims of a very sexually active newlywed I did with Francis instead of my husband, even kinky and dirty things. I did things with Francis that never did with my husband. The drawing of Einstein that you see on the wall, and which appears in numerous other photos of mine over time, was done by Francis for me because he knew the admiration I felt for that brilliant scientist. It's the wedding gift Francis gave me. Right now, as I'm writing this post, that drawing is right beside me on the wall, and I also had it in my office at work during the whole turbulent episode with Lalo when I was 29-30 years old. ]]
My relationship with Francis lasted almost exactly twenty years, although he distanced himself from me a few times for periods of up to over a year. The other special friend with whom we've had a lasting threesome relationship is Dean "el Escocés," which extends from 2004 to the present day, almost another twenty years as well. However, in Dean's case, his disappearances and distancing have been more frequent and longer than Francis', and some have lasted for over three years without physical contact. During these periods of unjustified distance of Dean, when we thought he had definitively abandoned us, my husband and I sought and found other special friends, but in all cases, they were guys only interested in satisfying their curiosity about what it feels like to participate in an MFM threesome. After five or six encounters with threesome sex, and a couple of them alone with me, they abandoned us, usually without explanation and with very little courtesy.
Only in one case, in 2022, have I been the one to end such a relationship, with Stan, which lasted from 2018 but very intermittently. Stan missed too many appointments without explanation, both for threesomes and when meeting alone with me, and I got tired of being disregarded and disrespected. It was me who ended the relationship. However, in all other cases, including Francis and Dean, it was they who ended it. Though with Dean, we continue to try to rebuild what we had. I'll talk more about Dean in Pics of the Day and future Posts.
I'll give you a summary of those agreements, but first, you need to understand how my husband and I approached the sought-after ménage à trois relationship with Francis, and by extension with the rest of the special friends we've had. Although Francis' case was different since the three of us were very good friends before starting the threesome relationship.
Since I started dating Dan, I told him about some of my previous erotic experiences, but as I said, only part of them. We first met on December 12 when a mutual friend introduced us. I was 22 years old, about to turn 23, and he was 25. We got along very well; we continued to see each other occasionally, with increasing frequency, and on March 8 of the following year, we declared our mutual love and had sex for the first time. We married on May 26. Shortly after meeting Dan, he introduced me to Francis, who had been his best friend since childhood. During the time Dan and I were dating before getting married, Francis occasionally joined us, and since we got along very well, we became very good friends right away, as I've mentioned in previous chapters about Francis.
Well, as Dan and I got to know each other, I told him that I had sex with "other" guys, starting at a very young age. What I didn't tell him is that by then, at just 22 years old, I had been with more than twenty guys, although with some of them, it was only light sexual encounters, like handjobs or blowjobs, but not intercourse. I also told him very frankly that I can't be in a relationship that restricts me from having occasional sex with other men because I differentiate between love and sex. Of course, I want to have sex with the man I love, but I want to have purely recreational sex with other men whom I don't love.
That's why I often say that with Dan, whom I love, I make love, while with other guys, whom I don't love, I just have sex, I fuck with them. Fucking and making love are not synonymous for me; they may look similar externally, but they are very different. I've already explained why this is the case in a previous post, as well as mentioned that I have "made love" only with four men in my life: José Manuel, Dan, Francis, and Dean, with three of them on occasions, and with Dan, always, while I've had sex with almost eighty different guys… so far.
My husband accepted me as I am and told me that as long as I loved him he would allow me to have sex with as many men as I wanted, and even told me he would help me do so, as he has throughout our entire life together, when Dan has helped me pick up and bang numerous strangers aside from the special friends thing.
Dan only gives me one condition: that after having sex with another guy, whoever he is, that is, a flirt, a special friend, or a lover, I tell him in detail everything we have done, and if there are photos of that encounter, I show them to him. I always tell him "almost" everything, and only once I have hidden from him the torrid relationship I had with a guy for six months, Gonzalo, but that was just after Francis left me and in the middle of my midlife crisis; when Dan discovered me, he forgave me immediately and unconditionally, and I have never again cheated on him, that is to say, to hide from him a relationship or a sexual encounter, which I have had and have very numerous on my own while married.
As you know, at present I have sex three or four times a year with my eternal fuck-buddy Nestor; at least once a year with my ex-lover José Manuel, but usually twice; and until the summer of 2023 two or three times a year, more often in recent years, with Paco. With Nestor I had sex for the first time when I was 18 years old, with Jose Manuel at 22, and with Paco at 23, that is to say that they are very long-term relationships, something very unusual in today's world where even personal relationships are "fungible".
[[ Image 2. A photo that Paco took of me one night on the terrace of the half-empty apartment where he used to take me to have sex a couple of times during my summer vacations on the Costa Blanca, because the summer I am talking about here, when I was 23 years old, we reached an agreement to have sex sporadically that lasted for thirty-five years, this photo is a few years after what I am telling you in this Post. That first summer of marriage at the age of 23, I had sex in summer with three guys besides my husband: two nightclub flings once with each of them, and twice with Paco; my husband checked for the first time how I can indeed have sex with strangers without hesitation and almost anytime and anywhere, which confirmed to him that it was a good idea for Francis and I to become lovers as soon as possible so that I would not need to go out and flirt with strangers and fuck them in toilets or back alleys of pubs and nightclubs. ]]
Besides my husband and these three old friends, nowadays I am trying to retake the sex relationship with Dean el Escocés, but even though with him everything seemed promising these last months, however once again his pathological fear of commitment I am afraid that he will make this attempt fail again, which is the last chance I give him because Dean has made me suffer too much in these last twenty years, although he has also given me a lot of pleasure and I even was in love with him for a time, and that is why I have given him so many chances, but I am fed up with it. We had sex via video conference a month ago (if webcam sex can be considered as sex) , and we had an in-person date scheduled for ten days ago he and I alone, the first since 2022. However, the night before, Dean canceled it with an email (!!!), giving very unconvincing reasons that sounded like unbelievable excuses, and he didn't even have the courage to call me and tell me in person. Now we are in contact by e-mail trying to arrange a meeting in May, it's his last chance, if he doesn't show up, my relationship with him will be over once and for all.
Of course, if Dean fails I am still open to finding the ultimate special friend who also become my lover, which is the main reason I am here on AdultFriendFinder… maybe he will be you, who knows? The position is open…
So, when we started dating, my husband who loves me with all his strength knew and accepted that in order to be happy I had to have sex with other guys from time to time, besides Dan is very intelligent and a planner, and when he married me he was preparing a very hard opposition to become University Professor, with Chair Tenure (he got it at 29 years old, a record in the Science field in Spain at the time), so he had to work and study hard and many hours a day and he knew he was not going to be able to attend me "properly" during the first two years, and knowing that I am a woman who really needs a lot of sex, he thought that the logical thing to do was to have it provided by his best friend -who was also "very" in need of sex- instead of having me sexually unsatisfied and frustrated, or to go out hunting for strangers to fuck them in the toilets or in the back alley of pubs.... although I have also done it, and not a few times, aside of my flings on work trips to Madrid and other cities (see for example Posts 3, 4, 14, 24 and others).
, , , ,[[ Image 3. Five more pictures taken by Francis, in these cases not just for fun but testing ideas for drawing and painting poses. ]]
Indeed, my husband knew Francis very well, and knew that he is incapable of maintaining a long-term relationship with a girl, as his fear of commitment (comparable to Dean's) prevents him from doing so, so Francis and I becoming lovers was the best option from Dan's point of view. That way, I would have a lover who would largely complete my need for sex outside of marriage, and also his best friend would have as full a sex life as possible, plus it was obvious to Dan that Francis and I were sexually attracted to each other, in addition to already being very good friends. I can safely say that in the twenty years that Francis and I were lovers he had more and better sex than most married men during that same time, and I am proud to say so. In addition, he found in me an art model, his muse, and all this for free. And as you know, when I was 38-39 years old we even tried to get him to get me pregnant and have his child, with my husband's approval, but in the end we didn't succeed and I think that failure frustrated him and was one of the reasons why he distanced himself from me and our relationship as lovers ended three years later, though we are still very good friends.
On the other hand, the fidelity that Francis has towards my husband made it very difficult for him to want to have sex with me being the two alone, so Dan and I agreed that the best thing to do was to have sex the first few times he and I in front of Francis and little by little make him participate and have sex with me, first when the three of us were together and later Francis and I alone. The truth is that it was very easy to get Francis to have sex with me while Dan was present, that is to say in a MFM threesome, but it was much more difficult to get him to decide to have sex with me alone. In fact, I had "full bareback sex" with Francis by my three main holes and in a very natural way the first time the three of us were together naked when Dan and I returned from that first vacation, "The Night of the Sea Bream" (“La Noche del Besugo” in Spanish) that I am going to tell you about next, but it was not easy to get him to accept to have sex with me alone because he saw it as a betrayal to Dan, my husband and his best friend.
That is to say that my husband and I did not think of threesomes with Francis as something stable, but rather as a stepping stone for him and I to have sex alone, but once we started, threesomes remained a constant in my life, with Francis or with others, although I had sex many more times with Francis alone than in threesomes with my husband, and the same has happened in the case of Dean. Besides, I had had group sex before frequently with my group of friends in Guyana in Venezuela, but also later in Spain, but for my husband it was to be the first time in his life.
The main points of that behavior agreement, and the limits for having sex with Francis were as follows:
I would behave equally with both boys, so that a hypothetical outside observer could not tell who the girl’s husband was and who was the friend. That included kissing on the mouth, blowjobs, bareback vaginal penetration when they were not fertile days, and anal sex if Francis asked for it. The idea is that during a threesome the special friend doesn't feel like a guest, or a supporting actor, but like the main character. What happened is that during almost the next two years I had "much more" sex, both in number of times and in intensity and time spent in foreplay, with Francis than with my husband since he was very busy with his work as I told you before. During that time, and from an affective and sexual point of view, it was more as if I had married Francis instead of Dan, which marked Francis and me very much. However, I was never in love with him, although Francis was in love with me for a while years later, I will tell you more about that.
Words of love towards the special friend would be a common thing, even telling him that I love him or allowing him to tell me so. In a previous Post I have talked about the difference of nuances that there is in Spanish with the verbs "amar" and "querer" with the verb "to love" in English, as well as with the word "amor" and "love". Dan and I wanted the bond between Francis and I to be not only sexual, but also affective, that there should be feelings of affection and even love between the two of us, that's what a ménage à trois is all about, the girl being affectively attached to the two guys, and them to her.
We also agreed that Dan would go away for a few minutes with any excuse, leaving Francis and me to continue having sex alone, so that he would get used to and get used to doing it alone with me. This we have continued to do with Francis and with the rest of the special friends, and more and more frequently, so that for example in the threesomes with Dean I have spent more time alone with him than with my husband, who for example has taken the opportunity to go to the supermarket to buy some drinks that were running out in order to leave me alone with Dean even several hours. That aside, both with Francis and Dean, and with all the other special friends, I have had appointments directly between him and me alone. Of those seventeen special friends for threesomes, I have had dates alone with them more times than for threesomes with Francis (from age 23 to 43), Dean (from 2004 to present), Sir Ulf (the one who was my Master in 2015-2016), and Stan (from 2018 to 2023), but with all the others I have had at least one date alone.
Another important thing we agreed on is precisely that: that I would have meetings alone with Francis, i.e. that we would become lovers, even spending several days together, traveling together, and so on. As we did on numerous occasions, and the same years later with several other special friends. I have had solo encounters with all of them but have only spent more than a full day together with six of them, although I have done so with quite a few flings during my work trips, but that is another matter. With Dean I spent a fortnight on a trip to Scotland we took for me to meet his family when were in love, and we lived at his mother's house together. We came close to becoming a couple, but in the end he would not commit to marrying me even though I was willing to divorce my husband if he would promise to marry me. That was the occasion when my marriage to Dan was in the greatest danger; ménages à trois are always risky, but I get excited by murky and risky relationships. Dean is divorced from a previous youthful marriage and has a son from that other couple.
Finally, I remind you that Dan and Francis have a small group of friends, both guys and girls, from childhood, and they are very close-knit. They are all highly educated and liberal, so we agreed that we wouldn't hide from them that I was Francis' art model or that we were lovers with Dan's support. In fact, Dan is somewhat of a leader in the group (he always is), and rather than seeing it as a weakness that Dan allows his wife to have sex with another man, they admired him even more because they all knew that if it weren't for that, Francis would never have stood out in the art world or had such a fulfilling sexual and emotional life as I provided him with.
That's how public our relationship with Francis was; these friends came to Francis' art exhibitions in galleries numerous times, where I was the model in all the paintings, drawings, and photographs, naked in most of them. Aside from that, there are the paintings and drawings that decorate the walls of my houses and Francis’.
Years later, during a dinner when I announced to the group of friends that I was pregnant, one of them jokingly asked out loud if it was Dan's or Francis', and I replied that it was "almost" certainly Dan's. What they never knew is that Dan, Francis, and I frequently had threesomes... well, some of them did find out years later.
What none of them ever knew is that when I was 38 years old Francis and I spent several months trying to get me pregnant, although they did know that Francis and I were living together those months. The very few times during that time I had sex with my husband it was always in threesomes with Francis present and I only gave him handjobs and blowjobs, because I never allowed him to fuck me even with a condom to be quite sure that if I got pregnant it was Francis'; nor did I want to have sex with any other man during that time, something exceptional for me at that age.
Besides, as you know, when I was 29-30 and my husband was in France for work for seven months (when my murky affair with Lalo happened), Francis was living in my home as my partner in every respect, publicly and privately, and the mentioned friends were aware of it, as well as the neighbors in the building. We only hid the fact that Francis and I were living together from Dan's family and mine, although it wasn't easy, and we almost got caught a few times when one of them came home to visit me and my little daughter unannounced.
I want to insist that I have always clearly differentiated between "fucking" and "making love"; I fuck for pleasure and lust, and therefore I can and do it with any stranger if the occasion arises, whereas I only make love with my husband or when I have wanted to get pregnant. When I have had intercourse with a man with the intention of getting pregnant, I have always fallen in love with him in some way beforehand, so that if in that act I became pregnant, the soul that would come to live inside the being we had just begotten would come into this world as the result of an act of love, not of a casual fuck out of pure lust with a stranger, although if I had become pregnant by a casual fling - and it has been possible for that to happen many times - I would have had the child, because I would not have had an abortion under any circumstances.
Going back to the main topic of this Post and the rules that my husband and I establish for threesomes, I think that what my husband and I offer can be very interesting for men who do not want to have a partner or wife but want to have a friendship with a married couple and at the same time have full sex with the girl both in threesomes and alone with her becoming lovers, as well as a deep affective relationship with her -me- that can go as far as falling in love (as it happened in Dean's case). My husband says that for the special friend, it's all advantages, because he will always enjoy me in moments when I am happy, healthy, cared for, prepared, and horny, while he also has to put up with me on my bad days or when I'm in a bad mood, when I'm sick, or when I'm not particularly beautiful.
However, it seems that our idea is not as interesting as one might think, as it seems that most of the "potential candidates" for a special friend do not want any kind of commitment or long-term relationship, so I systematically reject or dismiss the few proposals of sex I receive here in the dating side of AdultFriendFinder… I don’t need AFF to look for casual sex with a stranger, I just can go this very evening to a pub and find a guy to have a fuck without any problem, in fact I do that at times, and I am not bluffing.
Well, and travelling back in time to that summer when I was 23 years old, the holidays my husband and I spent on the Costa Blanca were very interesting, and as said I had sex with three guys besides my husband: a quickie with each one of the two disco flings I have told you about in previous Posts and two meetings with Paco.
Usually, the end of vacations affects me quite a bit, since I've never really liked working, even though I've done it a lot and quite well, and I've been a very competent professional in the company where I worked for almost thirty years, reaching fairly high positions. However, my goal at work was always exclusively to make enough money to stop working as soon as possible and dedicate myself to living my life, and I achieved that shortly after turning 50, which I think is not bad at all. But back then, at 23, I had been working for less than a year at the electricity company as a senior technician and had to work very hard to climb positions and get salary increases, and I have to say it was a company that paid quite well, by the way.
However, that particular year I didn't return from vacation feeling sad, but rather very excited because the following Friday we would have a meeting where I would see Francis naked for the first time, and almost certainly we would have sex for the first time too in what would be a MFM threesome with my husband. I had been officially Francis's art model for two months now and posed naked several hours for him, he used to have a hardon while I was posing, he said that he worked more and better being aroused, and he touched me a bit more than necessary to help me to change the pose even grazing my tits “by accident” and combing my hair “down there” with his hand and a brush but without touching my nipples and pussy… though for millimeters. We also had groped each other a bit over the clothes while dancing tipsy and he kissed and nibbled my neck, of course I rubbed the bulge in his pants a few times, and grabbed his buttocks not so few times, but now we would be sex partners in threesomes with my husband, and surely very soon we would become lovers in the full meaning of the word as it was my desire, and my husband's. And so it was for the next twenty years in which I lived a wonderful and intense ménage à trois relationship straight out of a textbook, which I believe is very uncommon... but let's not get ahead of ourselves.
And speaking of nibbling my neck, since the first time we fucked that Friday, I discovered that he liked it when I tilted my head back, offering him my throat, which he would grip between his teeth without biting, but immobilizing me while he penetrated me missionary style, although he didn't bite me with force or suffocate me but simply immobilized me as if he was a predator and I was his prey, as lions do with the gazelles they capture ... that has always driven me crazy. Francis the sensitive and romantic artist however liked long creative foreplay and very rough and kinky sex, and doing deliciously dirty things to me with his cum, I'll tell you about some semen fetishes he has..... well, I'll tell you about the "most innocent" of them all, which was to fuck me or bugger me and then immediately afterwards we went to a pub for a drink without panties and without wiping my pussy or ass while his cum dripped down my thighs to my calves, thank goodness that at that time everybody smoked and the bars and pubs stank of tobacco and I guess nobody could notice my cum smell.
He also loved to fuck me while I was "completely naked" in the men's toilets in nightclubs late at night, even though sometimes they were not pristinely clean... and several times we were caught, although frankly we didn't care as Francis liked to boast that he was fucking a hottie (I think I was one for a while) and I got off on showing off naked in public places, and besides everyone who came in was drunk or something even heavier.
As well as biting my throat while he fucked me missionary style, he used to spank me unceremoniously and grab and opened my buttocks very hard with his fingers while he was fucking me doggy-style or impaling my asshole with his cock; he got off on leaving my buttocks marked with his fingers and red from his spanking, and me too. And he would do all that to me both when we were having sex alone and in threesomes with my husband. He also liked bondage, although improvised, amateur, and more than once we played simulated hanging games without hurting me much but making me start breathing with some difficulty, then he would penetrate me directly and fuck me without removing the noose from my neck and we would both have huge orgasms... sex with Francis was always much better and more exciting, kinky, and creative, than with my husband, but again I'm getting ahead of myself; excuse me, but even today I still get horny remembering the things Francis did to me, who has been after Dean "el Escocés" the best long-term lover I've ever had.
Let's say Dean is a gold medalist and Francis a silver medalist, the bronze medal is shared ex-aequo by a few guys, among them Lalo when I was 29-30, Sir Ulf, and Stan in 2018-2022. My husband is about tenth out of the nearly eighty different guys I've had sex with so far, but with him I am and always have been in love and with the rest I'm not, except with Dean for a while.
As my husband often says: "I know I can't be the best at everything all the time, and yet I've had your love uninterruptedly".... I think he's the least jealous man in history, and he loves it when I have sex with other guys and then tell him about it if he wasn't there; he's a hotwifer, or a cuckold-husband, and I'm a slut and a hotwife, and so we've done very well for forty years, with only a couple of brief crises. My marriage has really only been in serious danger of breaking up twice, once when I would have divorced and agreed to become Lalo's partner or better wife if he had seriously proposed, and once when Dean and I were in love but he was finally doubtful to ask me to marry him even though he came close to accepting my explicit proposal: his panic of commitment prevented him from doing so even though he loved and desired me badly.
Anyway, although there were only two occasions there was a lot of danger; having a liberal sex life has always its risks for marriage, I say this as an advice for inexperienced couples who are thinking of starting a threesome or swingers relationship. But with Francis, who is the subject of this Post, there was never a risk to my marriage because I was never in romantic love with him, even though I wanted to get pregnant by him at the age of 38 to give him the child he never had. However, Francis was in love with me for a couple of years, he confessed it to me, and that was one of the reasons why he temporarily disappeared from my life that time, because he did not want to put my marriage to Dan, his best and beloved friend, at risk, so he moved away... but later, when he cleared his mind and his crush on me faded but not his desire of me, he came back and we immediately started having awesome sex again, and even kinkier and harder than before, entering clearly in the hardcore BDSM field often, me being the submissive part, though only as role-play but often very realistic.
In fact, I have to tell you that during my first year of marriage I had sex many more times and of higher quality with Francis than with my husband, who was absorbed by his work. And I used to be the one who asked or provoked Francis, with whom I did and let myself do "certain things" before my husband and we also did some things that I never did with my husband, because Francis liked to experiment and try new "things" and believe me please: Francis is one of the most creative and kinky men in matters of sex I have ever been with. But having sex more often with Francis than with Dan was not just the first year, as it happened again when my husband was away for seven months for a research project he was leading in France when I was 29-30 and Francis came to live with me in my husband's absence (although I had more sex with Lalo than with Francis in that period). And then also when I was 38 and Francis and I were trying for three months to get him to get me pregnant, for which we were living together in his house all that time.
Francis has put in my pussy and asshole, and masturbated me, with every vegetable imaginable, some of them were exotic ones whose name I don't even know: carrots, cucumbers, gherkins, zucchini, peppers, turnips, bananas, leeks, pears (!)...; always sheathed in a condom, of course. He was the first to masturbate me "from a distance" with a broomstick on which he had put a condom on the end and he fucked me to orgasm with it while I was tied face up to the four corners of the bed in X; he also put the thinner stick of another broom in my ass, also sheathed in a condom and then taking advantage of my dilated hole he fucked my ass and cum inside. In fact, I call anal sex "impaling" because that's what Francis started calling it after he buggered me with the broomstick. Also, Francis gave me anal sex before my husband and much often, better, and deeper than him, and I also started swallowing Francis' cum when I was giving him blowjobs before my husband.
Some of the dirtier sexual experiments Francis did with me bordered on the edge of "acceptable," but neither of us liked them -rimming being the “lighter”. Francis and I were exploring our bodies and discovering our limits, which I never did in the same way with my husband. And yes, I know what some of you are wondering: indeed, I have used vegetables and improvised toys on Francis and to give you a hint, I also impaled him with the broomstick, and he liked it a lot… and me too I confess it, and also with some vegetables; however, my husband has never allowed me to play with his ass.
Returning to the summer when I was 23, Dan and I returned to our apartment in northern Spain on a Sunday, and on Monday, we resumed our seemingly normal life: Francis would come every morning very early to work in the artist studio we had improvised in our living room, we would have breakfast together, and then Dan and I would head to our jobs in the city, about 15km away from where we lived: Dan would take the suburban train to his teaching and research job at the university (now there's a subway, but back then it was a train), and I would go to the electricity company in our Dyane 6.
I used to get home around 6pm while Dean got home around 9pm, and in those three hours I used to pose naked for Francis, but that week I stayed late at work to get home after Dan and not be naked and alone with Francis, since I knew for a fact that I couldn't have resisted begged Francis to get naked and have sex with me before the scheduled meeting of the three on Friday night. As certain as I am that I wouldn't have been able to resist asking him, I am equally certain that he would have refused out of loyalty to Dan, which would have been a very uncomfortable situation that could have endangered our friendship. Yes, indeed, mixing friendship and sex is dangerous.
Dan and I decided to host the dinner party in Francis' artist studio in our living room. There Francis had put up a black cloth backdrop attached to a rope, and there were just a couple of armchairs and a blackboard that Francis used to take notes and make some quick sketches with chalk. For more warmth we put some small rugs from other rooms and a camping table for dinner, three chairs from the kitchen and the coffee table that was usually in the living room (the one you see for example in the Pic of the Day 139 ). A mat wrapped in a sheet was already placed on the floor, which was where I posed for Francis, and which was perfect to then have sex with each boy and with both of them at the same time. The idea was to take photos of everything to have as a souvenir of such an important occasion; What happened, however, was that after a few polaroids, the three of us naked and me with each boy, we became tipsy and horny as hell and started having full sex and no one was interested in taking photos anymore but rather enjoying themselves. On the other hand, Dan and I had agreed that this first time I would focus primarily on having sex with Francis, which was quite reasonable considering that we wanted him and I to become lovers as soon as possible, which we did.
For dinner, Dan bought a large sea bream to bake with potatoes, some pastries for dessert, Martini, white Rioja wine, and cava (a kind of champagne from Spain, cheaper than French but still pretty good), along with Baileys and brandy that we always had at home. Baked or grilled sea bream is a very typical dish from northern Spain and all three of us liked it very much.
That Friday afternoon, Dan and I didn't go to work, and Francis went home to rest as a 'busy' night was expected 😉. I took a good nap to be well rested, bathed and perfumed myself, and put on lace underwear that I had bought for the occasion and a light green summer dress that was very easy to take off. It was August and the weather was good, so the temperature at home was perfect for being naked.
As usual, Dan took care of preparing dinner, as I believe I have a few gifts and skills as a woman 😉 , but being a good cook is not one of them. The sea bream was large, so it required a lot of oven time, and to tell the truth, Dan doused it with a spicy and very tasty sauce, but it had too much olive oil. It turned out well cooked but very greasy, as the olive oil he poured generously was combined with the fish's own fat. Still, it smelled wonderful.
Dan and Francis, they had been friends since they were 7 years old and had seen each other naked many times, in the gym locker room and showers at school and bathing in the river with other friends, but they had never seen each other naked horny and with a boner. Francis and I had groped each other a bit slyly, more him touching me than me touching him, as I mentioned in a previous paragraph, but I had never seen him naked, only on a non-nudist beach with swimming trunks a couple of times when the three of us went together while Dan and I were dating; Francis's body had attracted me a lot: slim, fair silky skin, sinewy even wiry, with broad shoulders, narrow waist, and small, hard ass (I had already touched it over his trousers a few times). As for his cock, I had only seen the bulge in his trousers while I was posing or dancing with him, and I had felt it against my buttocks when I sat naked on his lap, and sometimes I had slyly rubbed my ass a little against that delicious hardness, but nothing more.
Francis had only grabbed my tits over my clothes while dancing, but without touching my nipples, although he had rubbed them "by accident", and he had grabbed and fondled my buttocks both while dancing and to change position while I was posing for him. As for my pussy, he only combed my pubic hairs with his fingers and a hairbrush, but without touching my pussy itself, even if only by millimetres, although I spread my legs wider than necessary and tempted him to touch it not a few times, but he always resisted the temptation.... to my frustration, but tonight not only would he touch me, but I was planning to put his bareback cock all the way in and make him cum and fill me to the brim with his semen, as he did... several times, meaning “several” more than three.
That afternoon, while we were getting everything ready at home, Dan had a couple or three glasses of white wine while preparing dinner, and I had a couple of generously poured martinis... or maybe it was three. Both of us were a little nervous, Dan more than me, but at the same time very excited about what was going to happen in just a few hours.
Francis rang the doorbell at about 7pm, bringing a tray of freshly cooked mushrooms from a nearby bar and another bottle of wine, but this one was red. He was a little nervous too, though very happy and excited; I went out to open the flat door for him and as he always has, even nowadays, he took me by the arms, pulled me tight against him and gave me a kiss on each cheek. Until that day we had never kissed each other in the mouth, but from that very night that was going to be the norm; I have always kissed in the mouth and with tongue (the so-called French kiss) to "all" the guys I have been with, even when they have been casual flirts to have a quickie or a blowjob in the toilets of a pub, or the guys José Manuel sent to me to satisfy, or the ones I hooked working for Lalo in the Club and outside, and that night I found that Francis kisses very well, and also has full juicy lips and a long, pointed, and hard tongue that apart from kissing very well in the mouth also did wonders in my pussy as I found that night. Francis is “silver medal” of the men giving me the best oral sex, the golden medal one was for a VIP client of José Manuel’s law-firm that he sent me to please and that I think he pleased me more than I did to him
Despite this nervousness there was no tension or discomfort, the three of us were, and still are, excellent friends and we were eager to start what was planned. We had a glass of Martini each, we started chatting, taking plates and other utensils to the living room and before dinner we started the session by taking some photos of me. I undressed slowly and with a mischievous look in front of the two of them in a particularly sensual and provocative way, and looking into the eyes of the two guys who were taking pictures of me I said: "Don't you think you have too many clothes on? I'm naked here and you two are so dressed... it's not fair".
Amid slightly nervous laughter, Dan stripped first, followed by Javi. Both boys had a hardon and indeed Francis' cock was just as he had described it to me in one of those erotic chats while I was posing naked for him: relatively thin, straight, not too long, with a foreskin very easy to "roll up", the same white colour as the rest of the skin on his body (many guys have darker cocks than the rest of their skin), with a juicy, light pink glans... a very nice and desirable cock, frankly, it was a pleasure to look at. I was looking at Francis especially for the novelty, since I had seen my husband naked a lot of times, and I got visibly excited, with perky tits and hard nipples, because I really liked what I saw; he was going to be my lover, almost like my second husband, which is what Francis was for the next twenty years, and tonight was going to be like our wedding night, even if my husband was present. Francis and I had another "wedding night" this time the two alone a few weeks later, when we became lovers.
Francis at 26 was very attractive and very handsome, slim but with a very well-proportioned body, like the Vitruvian man (I'm serious), a bit taller than Dan (Dan is 5 feet 9 inches and Francis is 5 feet 11 inches, I am 5 feet 7 inches) and as Francis was not a sunbather he was very white, in contrast to me and Dan who had spent three whole weeks in the sun on the beach. We took a few photos, also I shot a few of the two naked guys. Dan, once he was aroused kept a constant hard-on while naked, couldn't get off until he had cum, while Francis was able to got off and on more or less at will depending on the sexual intensity of the situation. As he himself said, while he was not with a boner, he still felt the same sexual desire and pleasure, but he only got hard voluntarily for the moments of sex... well, more or less voluntarily
Francis told me a few days later that he had learned to control his erections while masturbating, which he confessed he did that thinking about me and seeing my naked pictures. Remember that apart from the polaroids he used to make me as a reference for drawings and paintings, during the last month we used to send him by post the reels of slides we made during the holidays so that he could take them to be developed and then "enjoy" them. In those reels there were always slides of me completely naked interspersed between the topless ones.
Until that moment of the evening, it was almost 9 o'clock, we had only been the three of us naked looking at each other and rubbed our naked bodies while taking pictures together but without going any further (you have many pictures of that occasion in the previous posts in this series about Francis).
Then, we decided to have dinner naked and let things flow, and they flowed! You can bet.
But this post has already become too long, so I'll tell you what happened next in the next chapter.
Kiss
Aura
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High Five To You. Those old Citrons interesting autos. Francis had a great subject to take photos of
Thank you Nick! In one of the next Posts I am going to talk about some of the naughty things I did in that car with quite a few guys, but you can see me in the Dyane 6 in the Post 13.
Kiss
Aura
The communication between the couples it's Always important And it's in marriage especially... yeeeees I'm understanding this suffering to give special friend 😉 making commitment to living with you..not for years but one condition his circumstances and life to be Appropriate to do it .. like I'm told About Gonzalo's case the commitment and admitting everything with husband and communication is important...yes I'll Asking you About Dean what happened.. it's Arranging in my mind to Asking you about him... your marriage in 26 may it's meaning we've special party Anniversary next month I'm exciting 😉😄..yes Dan is good planner and Francis is the Attractive person And sexy he's shooting 2 birds with one bullet like we said ...but like u said Francis we're taking steps to convincing him because he's hard in this position...so the plan was beginning to making this easy for him ..yes now I'm understanding why you're here in the site to make some happy and fun..on the contrary of your reality life it's full with deep sex and every kind of it ... doesn't matter how many guys they will playing the important is you're happy... And if it because from Dean I'm understanding u.. you're right ...is this your special week After u returning from vacation dressing with Francis until the Friday night comes ... yes Francis was incredible it's truly delicious twenty years u have spending it's delicious dirty things I'm admiring it too mmm 😋😋😋 And dean too..yes liberal sex we need balance here it's fun life but it if it crosses the limits it will destroy your life .. yes it's for three hours before this night playing ... thanks for this delicious 🤤 idea between the large sea broom and making souvenir pics on dinner table and with wine 🍷 it's more more chilly woow i love that 🤤🤤 chilli coming ..yes Francis he's acting with you As Art model during the job not to climb to touch Anything like pussy and tits well in first time ..i think Francis beginning here in this night feeling naughty things coming like the door is open you're kissing him ...yes step by step All of you undressing.. And with hot 🔥🔥 souvenir in the table woow .. wonderful comperation between Dan and Francis As Always from u ..yes it's good lol 😂🤣 to francis to Admit After this years how he controlling erection.. it's near of me i want to control of my ejaculating.. Masturbation sometimes.. until now sending him wonderful memories and reels so incredible..yes I'm falling in love now what happened After 9 pm and rubbed bodies so delicious 🤤 and chilly...fish.. wine.. sex.. pictures making All of u horny... There's in post group of pics i think the group number 3 of pics of u 🤤 it's Amazing from perfect Artist like him... And All of your pics in general As you know... you're fill the top of enjoyment my naughty teacher 😍 i wish to be in this times now to join this wonderful time
Hi Alfedo,
You are one of my most loyal and enthusiastic followers, and you always make very interesting comments and ask very interesting questions.
Regarding what you ask me about Dean, I'll tell you how it goes: I think you know that since January, with various excuses, he has not come to any of the meetings we had agreed, and we have only had webcam sex once. In principle we have arranged to meet one day in the first half of May. However, for more than ten days Dean has not answered my e-mails, which in his case is a very bad sign. His panic of any kind of commitment has worsened and become pathological with age, and I have had enough. Dean has missed agreed meetings literally dozens of times, and has “hidden” from me for no reason dozens of times as well. So, if he doesn't come to see me by May 15, I am done with him for good, and this time I will be the one to end the relationship because I've had enough of him. I'll let you know what happens, but it is very likely that he is hiding because he doesn't want to come... I think his horror to any form of commitment is something that requires treatment; and I don't ask him for any commitment other than to come to the agreed appointments: it's not too much to ask, don't you think?
A kiss
Aura
@Mibelayze in my opinion i think if he comes to appointment..there will be days After..i mean he will enter relationship and become commitment.. he's fearing from something like that inside him.. And family..religion like u said before
@Alfedofernanz200
Yes, Dean is hidding… again. The last time he answered wy emails is 14th April…. More than two weeks ago, is a bad signal 😞
@Mibelayze disappointed
@Alfedofernanz200
Yes, I am very dissapointed with Dean...
@Mibelayze it's time of think of his fate .. you're patient enough
Wow you are beautiful
Aura
Aura, I still think that you should publish your stories, not only would you make a mint but I think you would liberate not only women but also a few men to be more daring and demanding in their sex lives.
Hello Easyrider,
I feel flattered by what you're saying, but I don't consider myself to have enough literary skill to write a book about my life, some sort of "Erotic Autobiography."
Also, I don't believe my life is so peculiar or more interesting or erotic than others. What happens is that when I write, I enjoy talking about the details and also detailing the characters' emotions and analyzing them and myself from a psychological standpoint, not just sticking to the main events.
For example, many people have had hooked up in pubs or clubs and then had sex, but they usually tell it like: "Four years ago, I met a hot girl at a club and then we fucked in the car," whereas I like to even mention the brand, color, and model of the car and whether it was "in" the car or "on" the car, etc.
Additionally, having kept very detailed Intimate Diaries since a young age helps keep memories fresh, and even more so the frankly huge number of photographs I have.
Surely, those two things: the diaries and the thousands (literally) of photographs I have with different guys I've been with, may be what sets me apart from the majority.
Anyway, once again, I'm very flattered by what you're saying, and I'm glad to know you enjoy reading about my adventures. Thank you very much for telling me, and it's not the first time you've done so
Kiss
Aura
Can’t wait for the rest. Like Francis I also have the love of watching a woman undress. As she tucks her fingers into the waistband of her panties and slowly peeks them down over her smooth legs I am already hard and waiting. I also differentiate between recreational sex and love. It’s two vastly different things.
I will happily fuck someone without even knowing her name. It’s primal and erotic for me.
Your stimulating story gets me so hard and the attached photos are always so beautiful and sensual.
Tom,💋💋💋
Hi Tom,
I hope to upload to the Blog the next part of the "Besugo Day" in a couple days, with a lot of XXX stuff that was what happened the rest of the night
Kiss
Aura
@Mibelayze Can’t wait. I have a very vivid sexual imagination and reading your blog combined with your photos gets me so hard very quickly. I often edge as I read and usually the head of my cock is wet with shiny precum. Very stimulating and you always look so beautiful. Looking forward to your next blog 💋💋💋Tom x
@Mythosier
Hi Tom,
You are as kind to me as ever, thank you Tom.
I'm just finishing writing the next post, but this time it's a Pic of the Day, albeit a bit atypical in that I tell of an affair I had when I was 23 years old in parallel with the beginnings of my relationship with Francis.
Since I married Dan at the end of May until the end of that year, I had sex apart from Dan and Francis with four other guys, two were flings I did in discos in front of Dan and we had a quickie, with one in the toilets of the disco and with the other in the car in the parking lot, the third one is Paco, as I met him that summer and we made the "agreement" that you know and we had "extreme edge-play" sex -you like it, don't you? . twice that summer... and very extreme because he didn't want to fuck me because he was married though in a bad streak with his wife... he fucked me the next summer
The fourth one was an old friend from the Faculty. In September I got a phone call from a former suitor I had blown once about a year ago, then he went to a university in the USA for a year, and when he came back to Spain he found out that I was married and he called me to meet up and catch up. The fact is that we met for a coffee but we ended fucking in my car that very evening... I guess you're not surprised . As it is a worthwhile adventure and it was simultaneous to the beginnings with Francis, what I am telling in the normal Posts, I have decided to tell that other experience in a Pic of the Day (quite long by the way) instead of a Post in order not to "distract" the main thread of my beginnings with Francis, I hope to upload it to the Blog this afternoon or tomorrow.
Is a pitty I don't have decent quality photos with this guy, so I am preparing a "collage" to illustrate the blowjob I did to him in a Faculty lab a year before, and other figures, plus some photos of me of that very year.
A kiss and have a very nice and sexy Monday
Aura
@Mibelayze Hi Aura. I do indeed like to edge for ages. I have down this in my own quite often and spent a few days with a friend who loved to be brought almost to orgasm before I stopped stimulating her then repeatedly doing this. We both got a lot from our edging sessions and it did end up with us fucking but that was after a couple of hours.
I met with a woman at the weekend and she is really into foreplay. We kept each other going with long sessions of fingering,kissing and licking or sucking each other until she wrapped her legs around me as I entered her. We barely moved as my cock pulsed inside her and her third orgasm hit. I hope to meet her again but we are quite far apart.
I had a similar meeting with a friend for a coffee. We also ended up fucking in a busy car park. The idea was for both of us to see if we got on well enough to meet. That question got quickly answered.
Your blog keeps me going between meetings with others and I look forward to seeing your next one.
Lots of love,Tom 💋💋💋💋🌹❤️
Sexy
Very sexy lady 😍
Aura
Dayam woman!!!!!!
Aura
I enjoy seeing those tits of yours they look puffy. Your body is fantastic.Such beauty
I am so flattered by your compliments!
Kiss
Aura
Estoy sorprendido, nunca hubiera imaginado que de recién casada tuvieras más y mejor sexo con Francis que con tu marido, qué interesante! Siempre has sido una slut verdad?
Toda la vida, toda la vida... Qué pena que no te hayas dado cuenta hasta ahora después de conocerme desde hace más de 40 años!
@Mibelayze
Vas a tener que demostrarmelo la proxima vez, porque no te creo 😂😂😂
Besazos, peciosa!
N
@RotsenOgimautb
Ya veras que sí te lo demuestro
@Mibelayze
Te cojo la palabra.
Love your details here
absolutely love your hot photos of yourself too
Hi Rob,
The most important things are in the details, don't you think?
Kiss
Aura
@Mibelayze absolutely 😘😘😘
¿Vas a hablar de la visita que me hicistes en el bufete para convencerme de que llevara los papeles y contratos de Francis y lo que hiciste para convencerme cuando te dije que tenía demasiado trabajo? No he visto a nadie desnudarse a semejante velocidad y ha sido la mamada más inesperada que me han hecho, bueno que me has hecho ¿Tenías ganas de hacerlo verdad?
Sí, pensaba contarlo, aunque no iba a decir lo de la mamada pero ya que tu me has delatado lo haré, eso fue en febrero según mis diarios, poco después de nuestro aniversario, por eso te lo hice, como un regalo
Sí, tenía ganas, te echaba de menos...
@Mibelayze
Yo tambien te echaba de menos.
!Qué tiempos eh! Inolvidable y muy bien contado.
Luego hablamos
Great post fabulous pics …stunning…hard nipples …mmmm
Kiss
Aura
"One more chance," sounds ominous.
And thanks for those rules. I took notes in case I ever need them anywhere on this planet.
Great pics... 👍💕
Hi Paul,
Dean had many “last chances”, too many… His panic to commitment, not only with me but with everything, ruined his life and made me suffer too much.
Anyway, I am optimistic ☺️, He apologized to me for the behaviour he had so many times, and regrets not having enjoyed of the things I offered to him. Is the first time he confess that, maybe he has changed? He is 60, maybe he realized he has not many opportunities left? I cross my fingers because I still want him.
Kiss 💋😘
@Mibelayze
I had to come back and reread some parts I skimmed the last time. Your descriptions are rich, with a lot of depth and breadth in each paragraph. I linger once in a while. 🤗
@Paulxx001
You have the eyes of an angel and the body of a goddess! Absolutely stunning and what a great read!
Always so kind with me! Thank you for the compliments, and I am glad you enjoyed reading about those important days in my life 😘💋