Screwball Love: A Virgin, a Bi-Threesome, a Reconciliation

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The telling of this erotic threesome virginity story was so hot that it reignited a marriage.

One of our SDC members submitted the following story to our “My First Threesome” Erotic Writing Contest. Sign up today to submit your own swinger stories.

I lost my virginity at the late age of 24 in a threesome with Ben and Rowena, a bi couple. It remains the most extraordinary erotic evening of my life. I met them in the late 1970s through a swinger ad. They were thrilled at initiating me. The erotic thrives on delay — on building up longing and anticipation — and they knew how to tease me unmercifully.

After a long conversation before a fireplace in their living room, sharing wine, they brought out an album of x-rated photos of them sexed-up together and playing with another bi couple. We lingered over the photos, which became more and more revealing. After the last photo, they smiled at me devilishly and asked if I was ready. I nodded yes.

She Played for the Guys, and They Played for Her

Rowena left the room and came back dressed in lingerie. She began a striptease with a special rule: She made us boys strip off an article of clothes every time she stripped something off. Finally, her panties came off, and so did our undies. All my shyness left me as I caught them smiling at the size of my large, pulsing cock. She then said, “OK, boys, I’ve played for you. Now you play for me.” 

I had never contemplated bi play with another man before, but it was so exciting with her urging us on and then joining us. I have never felt so natural and free in my life. The two of them just kept playing with my cock, slowly, taking me to the edge of orgasm but then stopping until I could not resist. I came powerfully. Soon I was hard again, and this time she took me cowgirl as he squeezed my balls.

He Saved the Proof of their Play

Fortunately, I saved photos of our play and a letter they wrote me. After five years of marriage, my first wife and I separated, but then one night, over the phone from my office I confessed to her about how I lost my virginity. She did not believe me. I told her I had photos and a letter. She insisted I bring them to show her. I did. It got her so turned on, we made love for the first time in nine months, and that led to our reconciliation and 16 more years of marriage. Here’s the story.

The Story that Reignited His Marriage

“You will never guess how I lost my virginity,” I teased my estranged wife, Kate, in a call from my office one night. “OK. Come on. Give me a hint,” she urged. “She was married.” “OK, that’s different… but not kinky.” “Well, I didn’t exactly commit adultery with her.” “Not exactly? “What do you mean, ‘Not exactly?” “It was technically adultery, but not really,” I explained in a Clintonesque way. “It was something else.” “Something else?” “You’ll never guess.” “Give me another hint.” “The husband knew all about it.” Kate paused before answering. “Now that does make it more interesting. Was it an open marriage?” “Yes, very open… very, very open. He was there.” “He watched you???” I took a deep breath and added, “Yes …and he participated.” “Oh my god,” Kate exclaimed, “you rascal, you dirty rascal… This is getting kinky.” “It’s even kinkier,” I said, lowering my voice. 

“We did it all together, everything mixed up, entangled. He and she and me… every which way. I had sex with him as well. I played with his cock. He played with mine.” “I don’t believe it. I don’t believe it. You gotta be kidding.” “Kate, I’m being straight with you. I lost my virginity just several months before we began dating… in a threesome… We all played together all night long and into the next afternoon. It was wild and very erotic… intensely erotic.” “C’mon, Jim, quit playing your games with me. You really expect me to believe this? I don’t trust you about anything.” “I’m not joking, Kate. It’s true. I’ve got proof.” “What type of proof?” “Letters and photos.” “You devil, you. You little devil,” Kate charged. “Oh god, you are a rascal. You have to show me this stuff.” “When?” “Now, right now,” said Kate. “As soon as you can get here. I have to see this. I can’t believe this. I’m getting all wet.” 

I rushed home and picked up the evidence. At her door, I handed over the envelope containing several Polaroids taken by Ben: pictures of Rowena sucking my cock and riding me. I had only looked at each picture a thousand or more times. Kate took them into the living room, silently perusing them. She then got up from the couch and whispered, “Don’t go away.” She came back in lingerie. She settled down seductively at the opposite end of the couch, her legs slightly spread. “OK, James, I want the complete story… all the details… a full confession.” “Do I get immunity?” “No. But here’s the night you’ve been asking for,” she declared. Ever since she asked me for a divorce, I had been making a special request: Could we sleep together one last time so we could end the marriage on a harmonious note — a celebration of our best times together? Kate always resisted the idea. It was now her turn to surprise me. She slipped her fingers inside her panties. “Go on with your story, Jim.” 

I described Rowena’s striptease, gyrating in front of me, turning around, bending over, and wiggling her ass at me. Kate turned around on the couch. “Did she do it like this?” Kate pulled her own panties down. “I need to hear about you sucking cock.” Emboldened, I continued, “Rowena told us to remove our last bit of clothes. They both looked at me. They wanted me to go first. I loved it. I could feel their eyes on me. When my cock popped out, they were all smiles. Ben then got naked. Oh my god, it felt so good, so natural: two cocks in exultation.” “So, Jim, how’d you guys play together?” “Ben was the first to grab my cock. I then grabbed his. We fooled around some. Then I had to try him in my mouth.” Kate, while listening, leaned forward. She moved slowly. She opened her lips. She took my cock inside her mouth and sucked lightly. I quivered. She held on to it softly as I kept whispering to her the rest of the story. 

“Rowena and Ben began kissing each other. They began making love. They did it like a dance. I loved watching them do it. Rowena tremored, shaking in orgasmic pleasure. I had never seen or felt a woman orgasm before.” Kate looked at me in disbelief, maybe some jealousy. “She also rode me almost as good as you do,” I added. “Or maybe better.” “Oh, you bastard,” Kate exclaimed. “I’m going to make you eat those words.” She pushed me down on the couch, straddled my head, and gave me nothing but pussy to lick. I had to take her in her bed… in our old bed. I had never felt such a primal need to take a woman. I thrust hard into her, fucking her cockstrong, taking her deep; I just kept fucking her like crazy until she burst into a long, agonizing, ecstatic cry. She moved to get closer to me. It felt so natural. In quiet, on top of her, we kissed and kissed. The first words I spoke to her were simple, “I still love you.” Several months later, we reconciled. We had two more children.

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This story was submitted by one of our members to the My First Threesome Erotic Writing Contest. SDC announced the winner of this contest on July 1, 2021. Our editor made minor adjustments to this story for length and clarity.

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