A Passion For Sex - Threesome Article

THREE IS BETTER!

In Praise of Threesomes

By Suzie Mann

A woman with a passion for sex

  © Copyright Suzie Mann

 

Okay, I admit it.  I’m obsessed with threesomes!  Always have been, 

always will be.

      My favourite kind of sex is to be with two men.  Nothing beats it!

     Maybe to many people the idea of a threesome suggests a man and 

two women, but I’m straight and my passion is purely for the MMF 

variety.  One of me and two of them - that’s the way I like it!

     Now of course you can have good sex with one man, but adding a 

second takes things into a new league.  I can’t imagine any straight 

woman not enjoying a double dose of masculinity.  Two men holding and 

kissing and caressing you at the same time; clutching a head to each 

breast (well, there are two available!); the delicious concept of turning 

from one man to another - from one urgent embrace to the next. 

Reaching a fantastic climax then having somebody fresh there to ask 

whether perhaps you’d like to do it all again; or if you take time to get 

warmed up, less chance of disappointment and more chance of getting 

enough of the right stimulation.

     But it’s an emotional as well as a sexual thing.  For some reason, 

having your hands on two naked bodies at the same time touches the 

soul!  It means so much to me that sometimes I’ve thought I have two 

‘states of existence’ - lying between two men, or not lying between two 

men!  I strive to be in the former state as often as possible!

     I’m clearly not alone in my penchant for something other than one- 

to-one sex.  There’s a huge swinging scene out there and a glance at any

sort of contacts magazine or website will show just how many couples 

are experimenting by seeking to find a third party - often another man - 

to join them in bed.  Perhaps in some cases this is driven by the husband

or boyfriend wanting to watch his partner with someone else, but I’m 

sure I’m far from the only woman who wants it for herself.  On one level, 

it’s pure lust for an extra helping of sexual attention.  I mean, one guy 

down where it matters bringing you to orgasm, at the same time as the 

other gives you passionate kisses and squeezes your breasts - what’s not

to like?!

     I had my first threesome in my early twenties, and it was contrived. I

knew what I wanted - I’d fantasised about it often - and set out to get it

by advertising directly.  Now believe me, there’s no shortage of pairs of 

buddies out there interested in doing this sort of thing, so I had lots of 

offers.  I met up with two very friendly, easygoing guys in a 

neighbouring town, and went back to their flat.  I wasn’t all that 

experienced at the time and I particularly remember the novelty and 

thrill of watching two men wandering around naked - something I still 

always enjoy, of course, but is never quite as exciting as the first time.

     It was wonderful!  Standing there snogging someone you really 

fancy, then feeling his mate come up behind you and kiss your neck, slip 

his hands down onto your bum.  Rolling round on the bed between them, 

holding them both close, your legs all entangled.  Always something 

happening, always someone to turn to!

     When you’ve dreamed of doing something, then made it happen and 

really enjoyed it, it reaffirms your interests and your sexuality.  I’ve 

always known what I like - even before I’d ever done it!

     It’s funny though that my very first threesome raised the issue of 

what the relationship between the men is on such occasions.  In other 

words, do they also have a sexual interest in each other?

     I guess of all the threesomes I’ve ever had (and that’s quite a few!) 

more than half have been bi, to a greater or lesser extent.  Much as men 

might label themselves in contact adverts as straight, or insist at sex 

parties that they don’t want the other men to get ‘too close’, it’s a fact of

life that when you get those same men together in private, a large 

proportion will turn out to have had some experience with other men, or 

at least be prepared to try.

     In that first threesome of mine, one of the pair was strictly straight, 

whereas the other was keen to get a bit more intimate with his friend. 

They argued about it good-naturedly throughout the evening, but 

nothing was resolved.  I’ve sometimes wondered who won in the end, 

and what effect it had on their friendship.

     As for me, I simply discovered that I didn’t mind either way!  I must 

be very liberal by nature, because I was always very relaxed about it.  In 

fact I found that I rather enjoyed the idea of watching.  It doesn’t arouse

me directly - it’s not like the thing about men getting off on ‘girl on girl’ 

action - but it hits some sort of special spot.  Seeing a man run a hand 

down another’s back, or wrap his arms round the other guy’s waist from 

behind.  Watching them grab at each other and throw their heads back in

unison, both groaning with arousal.  I don’t know - it’s exotic and 

exciting!

     And from the woman’s point of view - well, there are just lots of 

things you can do with two bi guys that you can’t with two who are 

straight.  I’ll leave the details to your imagination!

     Most of my early threesomes were straight, though, and taught me 

the various ‘staples’ of threesome sex.  Your average adult movie will 

probably feature most of the sex acts I’m referring to!  They’re hardly 

uncommon.  (Certain terms, like ‘spitroast’, suddenly take on a new 

meaning!) 

     God, I’ve had some wonderful duos of men!  There’s an aesthetic 

about it, especially if their looks are complementary.  One blond, one 

dark; one with short cropped hair, one with longer waves; one in a 

leather jacket…actually, both in a leather jacket is good for me!

     I remember two very attractive guys pulling up in a flash car, getting 

out each side and walking round to meet me, one proffering a bottle of 

champagne, the other a bunch of flowers.  They were all charm and self 

confidence; an overwhelming masculine presence - just what I wanted! 

Once home, they surprised me while I went to make them coffee, 

stripping off naked immediately and clambering into my bed, full of 

laughs.  We got very cosy and had a great time.  Not a bad way to spend

an evening, you have to admit!

     Another memorable night was one I spent with two Italian guys, who 

played beautiful Verdi opera arias while we made love:  I think of it as 

‘The Opera Threesome’.  The sex was slow and endless, and they were 

very gentle and very attentive.  It put me into a sort of rapturous state, 

entranced by the experience and the beautiful music.  It can be very 

difficult to tear yourself away from that sort of thing - who wants to head

out back to the real world?

     I once had a spontaneous and unexpected threesome on a night train

across France.  Two young American backpackers chatted me up in the 

corridor, and invited me to share their carriage - they bribed the guard to 

get one to themselves and not be interrupted!  We played around as the 

train sped across the country towards Switzerland, me lying naked along 

the seat, them taking turns and swapping positions.  They got off 

somewhere obscure in the middle of the night, but left me with a good 

feeling.  It’s experiences like these that make life worth living!

     And there was one particularly fantastic, spectacular straight 

threesome I’ll always remember - with two stunning guys in a hotel near 

Piccadilly, on a sweltering hot summer afternoon.  Sweaty bodies, 

endless action - top notch sex!  When it was finally over, I went for a 

walk in a nearby park, alone - sat on a bench and couldn’t get over what 

an amazing experience I’d just had.  I don’t think I’d ever felt so high! It 

was just so right for me.

     Straight threesomes are great - you get all the attention focused on 

you, and I enjoy it when the men are good friends and very relaxed with 

each other.  I love men who aren’t sexually jealous, but are prepared to 

share.  I get a kick out of watching the rapport between them.

     But I have to say I’ve had some pretty good bi threesomes as well, 

thanks mainly to various men I’ve teamed up with who have shared my 

interests and become ‘fuckbuddies’.  It’s not much different - if all goes 

well, you still get a double helping of enthusiasm and attention - it’s just

that there’s some other stuff going on as well.

     In general the men are just orally bi, but I have seen some more 

serious action and I do rather like being at the bottom of the stack for a 

change, if you know what I mean!  I love sharing the giving of oral sex 

with someone - losing myself in that state that’s half blowjob, half a kiss. 

And I can’t help it, I also enjoy seeing men kiss each other.

     Now for a lot of bi guys, kissing is the final intimacy and a lot won’t 

do it, whatever else they’ll do to each other.  I once said to a partner 

during a particularly passionate and emotional threesome, “That’s the 

one thing I’ve never seen you do”.  And it was wonderful the way they 

went for each other and wouldn’t stop snogging the whole rest of the 

night.

     And you can try, but you won’t convince me that anything on this 

planet is as mind-blowing as a proper three-way kiss!  If you haven’t 

tried it, you haven’t lived!

     A classic bi threesome I had was in a flat near Canary Wharf - a 

younger guy and an older guy, say about twenty five and fifty years old. 

They saw each other regularly but were both very keen on women as 

well.  The older guy was very tender and protective of the younger; 

sitting stroking his head when we took a break, kissing him on the 

forehead to say goodbye.  The younger guy was really keen - there was 

a bit of submissiveness and worship in there; he got very absorbed in 

giving his friend attention.

     With those two men I used to feel so comfortable and relaxed, almost

serene.  There wasn’t much chat.  Some situations are all jokes and 

laughter and fooling round, but sometimes - particularly when it’s all 

experienced people who are into the same thing - it can be quiet and laid

back, and just very intense, in a nice way.

     We would do just about everything it’s possible for three people to do

together; one thing after another, no discussion, just going with the flow. 

God, I wish I was back there with them now - it was heaven!

     Talking of submissiveness, I’ve experienced a few more extreme 

scenarios as well, when the men are into power games, and one is being 

seriously subservient to the other.  I walked into a room once and got a 

warning that I might not want to see what was going on next door.  With

some trepidation and after considerable reassurance, I ventured into the 

bedroom to find a submissive guy in serious leather and rope bondage - 

only one part of him remaining exposed! 

     I got offered a choice - would I like to undertake a dominant role and 

have the hapless slave service both his master and a mistress, or would 

I prefer to join him in bondage so that we could both serve our cruel 

master (who was a bit of a dish!) together?

     I shall leave you to guess which role I assumed!

     I must admit I’ve also got a certain satisfaction out of bringing 

bisexual men together; enjoying seeing my lovers in different 

combinations.  I’ve had people ask me about other people I’m seeing, 

suggesting that perhaps I introduce them.  I’ve enjoyed the excitement 

of anticipation; fielding phonecalls asking me if the other guy has 

agreed, whispering in bed about what it’s going to be like when we all 

get together.

     I’ve suffered anxieties; introducing two strangers in a pub, terrified 

that they won’t fancy each other or won’t get on.  But I guess I’d only 

bring together men who I thought had a chance of liking each other’s 

bodies, and my judgement has always been proved correct! 

     It’s a wonderful thing, to suddenly be in a room together with two 

different men you’re very familiar with sexually; even more wonderful 

and exciting - to me, at least - to watch them touch for the first time, 

explore each other.  Joke about my foibles, maybe; tease me about 

being insatiable.

     It’s true, once I get going I never want to stop, and maybe 

sometimes I get a little overenthusiastic!  But what can I do?  I’m 

hooked! 

     You used to see the word ‘synergy’ around a lot; it’s died a bit as a 

buzz word now.  It means ‘greater than the sum of the parts’.

     As far as I am concerned, this is a word that definitely applies to 

threesomes.  However gorgeous one guy is, however brilliant a lover the 

other - bring them together and it’s way better than having them both 

separately.  It’s more than twice as good, though it’s difficult to explain 

exactly why.  You’ll just have to trust me!

     I suppose the most special situation I’ve had has been where I’ve 

seen the same two guys regularly over a period of time, and we’ve all 

become a little more ‘involved’.  You end up with a three way relationship

of sorts, and maybe your feelings get stirred in a different way, and 

things become a bit more emotional and complicated.  In my experience, 

it’s only bi threesomes that sometimes become more enduring.  I guess 

each party is getting something out of relating to two others - it’s more 

evenly balanced.  And of course for some bisexual men, it’s a dream 

come true - being with a man and a woman at the same time, and 

regularly! 

     I’ve so loved this sort of thing.  I sometimes think it’s familiarity I 

like best, really.  Meeting new people is fun - more exciting, perhaps - 

but being one of three people who are all good friends and established 

lovers is just unbeatable.  Greeting two men you haven’t seen for a while

with hugs and kisses, climbing into bed between them and accepting 

their welcoming caresses, is really the most fantastic thing - I 

recommend it!  Though of course it’s not the sort of thing that happens 

every day - you’re lucky if it comes your way occasionally, and believe 

me, I know when I’ve been lucky. 

     You might wonder where proper love fits into all this, and I suppose I

don’t think it does.  I’ve had my share of emotional attachments and 

obsessions, but there have been occasions when I’m in my special place, 

lying between two sleeping men I’ve just had great sex with, that I’ve 

got tearful and depressed - because I’ve known that really, at the end of 

the day, it has just been about sex, and there isn’t really any love there. 

I guess life isn’t so perfect!

     So do I ever wonder about what the other sort of threesome might 

be like?  Or one of the other sorts, I should say, for of course you could 

have three women together, or three men (happens a lot, apparently). 

Hm, let me see; two sets of red lips pleasuring a man at the same time, 

two sets of breasts pressed against his chest; two rounded bottoms 

presented for him to choose from; one woman sighing, one screaming 

with pleasure as he keeps both his hands busy..

     Well, it may do something for you, but I’ll pass!  I know what I like 

and I’m not in the experimenting stage.  Men only for me, please!

     Incidentally, why is it always assumed that a MFF threesome will 

involve lesbian action?  It’s perfectly possible to have a straight 

threesome with two men, so conceivably two straight women would be 

prepared to give a guy a good time together without wanting to be 

intimate with each other.  You never hear of it, though.

     And while I’m on the topic, why is there this notion that a woman 

making love to another woman somehow makes her more feminine, 

whereas a man making love to another man makes him less masculine? 

I’d have to disagree!

     Anyway, where does it come from, this desire for having one man on 

each side, one at each end; for watching men play with each other; for 

being shared?

     Teenage infatuations with various duos of men on television might 

have had something to do with it!  When you’re fantasising about two 

fictional characters, there really is no need to choose between them - 

you can easily be the girlfriend of both!

     Bodie & Doyle and Butch Cassidy & the Sundance Kid have a lot to 

answer for! 

     And certainly it comes up in literature.  Many writers - often women - 

have explored the themes of male relationships, and bisexuality, and 

three way relationships.  I’m clearly not unique in my feelings on this 

subject.

     I also have a theory that there’s a ‘parent’ thing in there somewhere. 

We’re all actually primed to want and enjoy triangular relationships - a 

child needs attention from both its parents, turns to Mummy for one 

thing, to Daddy for another.  Maybe this gets mixed up with adult 

sexuality in those of us who so love to be ‘in the middle’!

     But in general, I don’t analyse, I just enjoy!  As I sometimes think 

when I see an advert for a certain dark beverage, ‘Well, toucan - but 

three is better!’