I just had to tell the world what a marvelous person my husband Joe is. Because he is so tolerant, understanding and giving, I love him more than ever. He went so far as to allow me to fulfill my favorite fantasy, and for this I shall always be grateful.
As for the fantasy, it started when I received a phone call from a man who had dialed the wrong number. Something in his voice intrigued me, and instead of hanging up, I continued talking to him.
He must have liked the sound of my voice because he kept up a conversation I found fascinating. He had a marvelous sense of humor and, frankly, I was disappointed when he finally hung up.
This stranger, whose name was Phil, called me back several days later, and our conversation started taking an erotic turn. I found myself enjoying this bit of naughty phone play and told my husband about it that night. I also told him about my sexual fantasy to make love with him and another man. He was not shocked by this as a matter of fact, he seemed to be excited by the racy prospect of a threesome.
He suggested that we meet Phil, my mysterious telephone caller, and see if he met my specifications. Fortunately, this was easily arranged Phil couldn’t have been more accommodating.
The three of us met for a drink, and Phil turned out to be a dream 35 years old, tall, handsome, a great build, brown hair and eyes and a short beard.
Joe could tell that I was interested, and from then on, he was in charge. He explained the ground rules he and I loved each other totally and were only interested in trying this out to fulfill my sexual fantasy. If we wanted to drop the idea, Phil was to agree not to get in touch with me ever again.
We decided to meet later on that night at a motel. Joe and I got there first, rented the room and proceeded to ready both the setting and me. I had brought candles, and I lit several of them, which created a warm, soft glow. We turned the radio on low to sexy music and waited. It was a rather tense and exciting moment when Phil arrived.
Joe invited him in. Phil sat down, and he and Joe talked for a while. Then Joe told me to take off my clothes and make Phil feel more at home. I took off my blouse, and with each button I unbuttoned, I could feel myself getting more and more excited. Then I slipped off my slacks and all that remained was my satin and lace panties.
With a nod from Joe, I sat on Phil’s lap and snuggled up against him. He felt solid, and smelled like he had just stepped out of the shower. His shirt was soft. I looked into his eyes and the excitement that I saw really turned me on. My hand slipped up to the back of his neck his dark, brown hair was still damp from his shower.
The minute my lips touched his, I was completely taken over by my body and the feelings that were going through me. I moaned and snuggled closer. Phil was so big, over six feet tall and really built, yet he was gentle and tender. The atmosphere was electric I couldn’t wait to fulfill my fantasy.
Soon all three of us were in bed. Both Phil and Joe began kissing and exploring my body. I had never been so sexually stimulated in my life. It was as though I was riding on a magic carpet of sensual pleasure.
At one point, the two of them had me pinned down on the bed. The feeling I had of complete surrender to these two strong, beautiful male animals was overwhelming. Phil was rather rough with me and I loved it, but not knowing how I love a good B & D session, he was somewhat hesitant to continue. He looked over at Joe, who gave him the go ahead. That was all Phil needed.
We made love many times in many ways. Afterward, the three of us, still completely nude, lay side by side, talking, laughing quietly and sharing the many feelings that were new to us. Then Phil showered, dressed and went home. Joe and I stayed there awhile longer, made love again, slept and finally went back to our house.
We never saw Phil again. He called a few times wanting me to meet him alone, but when he realized that I was only interested if my husband, Joe, participated, he dropped out of the picture.
The entire experience was incredibly erotic. What made it so great was that there was never one shred of jealousy involved. My husband and I share our thoughts, fantasies and dreams 100 percent. That is what makes everything we do right. There is never any fear or doubt of the unknown because we share our innermost thoughts with each other.
Because the experience was so pleasurable, Joe and I are looking forward to another of my fantasy fulfillments. However, we’re in no hurry. We’ll know when the right man comes along.
Toni Jo W., Missouri