I had my first threesome experience last weekend and wanted to write about why I found it disappointing. First as a disclaimer; it wasn't arranged through this site, so shouldn't be read as a criticism of it. I genuinely hope that it would be different if organised properly and will try again rather than be put off.
Let me set the scene. I'm a naturist, but I have always wanted to keep this lifestyle separate from my sex life. For me it isn't a chance to see naked people or find partners, but genuinely to socialise and connect with people on a level obstructed by clothes. It just also happens that, outside of nudism, I find the fantasy of a woman taking her sexual gratification from multiple men a turn on too. So I've just taken a week out to spend some time at a naturist resort, make friends and relax. But as it happens some of the new friends I made were swingers, and I naively did not twig all the while, though I look back now and can see the signs. However these things just don't happen to me. I don't meet people who instantly want to have sex with me, and I never assume that would be someone's motive, whether due to my own low self-esteem or trusting nature or whatever. So when we're all about to say goodbye and I was offered a massage, I look at my sunburnt back and think yeah, that would be nice. Her husband was there as was another man we had met that evening, and I didn't consider that anything else could be meant by the offer.
However, once I'm lying on my front, she asks if I want a tantric massage. I'm dimly aware of what this means, but even so I figure it's just a normal massage where the touching of genitals and buttocks may occur but just as part of the therapy. I can feel her going up and down my legs, gravitating around and between my bumcheeks and moving up my back, and the more she gets into it the more I am feeling her body and her breasts on my back. Eventually she works her hand between my legs and she gives me a massage there. When she asks me to turn over I am semi erect, and I actually apologise as this is something you avoid in naturist company. But as I take in my surroundings I realise the other man is masturbating, watching as she starts to work me fully with her hands. She tries to encourage me to 'release', but it had been a number of days (it usually won't occur to me to sort myself out in that environment) and I was worried about making a mess.
As I'm writing this, I'm not intending it to sound like sexual abuse and I feel it is offensive to those who have endured such an ordeal to imply it was. I'm a fully cogent adult, and though I had been drinking and had not explicitly expressed an interest in joining the couple (or their friend), I did not resist or say no at any point. I felt disappointed for finding myself in that position, and worried about the reaction of those friends I had made who want society to separate public nudity from sex, especially swinging. But it had been a while since I had last had sex, and I wasn't sure how long it may be until someone expressed an interest again, so I decided to 'keep calm and carry on' as it were. Just finish off and slip out, hopefully unnoticed by anyone else.
So she asks if I mind her climbing on top, and starts rubbing herself on me. The main thing I notice is that her clit piercing was quite sharp and I wasn't sure I liked it. Eventually her husband slips a condom on me and she guides me in, and rides me for a bit. Then she moves so that she can give her husband a blowjob and encourages me to finish off in doggy. I do so, and again it is her husband who removes the used condom from me, and she reverses so that we are in the other position. Despite what's going on my main thought was whether the condom had been flavoured, as I worried about the taste from that and the massage oil. It can't have been long before the sensation became too much too soon after an orgasm, and I got off the bed. I put my shoes on, gathered my things, shook hands and thanked everyone then left, checking the coast was clear. I headed straight for the showers and washed all over. While I'm doing so one of the staff at the resort comes in looking upset and when I ask what's wrong she says if she told me about it she'll just cry, and leaves, and all I can think about is whether she heard anything, and how I've let her and my other friends down for failing to keep these two sides of myself separate. As it happens she told me what upset her and it was completely unrelated, not that either of us brought up why I was there that late. But I left feeling sick and upset with myself, and thoroughly disappointed with the reality of the fantasy I had held for many years.
I did talk to the wife a couple of days later and she said that she had wondered if it were a good idea, and that perhaps it could be different if she had just been her husband and I, but I don't believe in dwelling on ifs. I'm sure spontaneous works for some, but next time I will make sure I arrange and mentally prepare for the event as I just found I was left feeling cold and unsatisfied.
How have your first experiences been? Were you the single or part of a couple, or all three singles? Did it live up to your expectations? I'd love to hear in the comments. Thank you for reading.
