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A MFM to remember
My most memorable experience with a married couple began after connecting on a lifestyle website. Following a few weeks of messaging, the husband suggested we meet. Since we lived nearby, I headed over to their place one evening. We spent some time talking in their secluded, tree-lined backyard. While we were sitting by the pool late that night, the conversation turned more personal. He expressed interest in seeing me, and though my attraction is strictly toward women, I was comfortable with the request. After I undressed, he commented on my size, noting that his wife would definitely enjoy being with me. We kept things strictly verbal that night and ended the evening there.
A couple of weeks later, he invited me back. When I arrived, he informed me that his wife was already in the bedroom, blindfolded. He gave me total freedom with her, with the only boundary being a standard hygiene rule regarding transition between positions. When I mentioned the idea of impact play, he noted they had already explored that quite a bit earlier.
I entered the room ready for her. She was positioned half-off the side of the bed. I moved in immediately, engaging her with intensity. Her husband sat at the head of the bed, positioning her between his legs. As I focused on her, she reached back to engage with him. I noticed he seemed less focused on his own arousal and more captivated by the sight of me with his wife.
At one point, I directed the husband to kneel beside the bed. As he did, I transitioned to him while telling his wife that I was preparing her for something more intense. I removed her blindfold so she could see. As the scene progressed, she commented on the challenge of my size, which only seemed to heighten the husband's excitement.
I eventually moved to her back, maintaining a heavy, steady rhythm while focusing on her. We continued like this for a couple of hours. Eventually, she told her husband she was reaching her limit and felt worn out. He deferred to me, telling her she had to ask me to stop. I maintained control for a few moments longer, the intensity of her pleas driving me toward a very memorable finish. Afterward, she headed to the shower to wash up. I joined her a few minutes later, where we shared one final, unconventional moment of release as she reached her own climax under the water.