Do you ever really know when you start to want something different, how it develops from an idea into an all consuming desire... However, it started... for me the desire to experience a threesome was all consuming by my early 30's. Having contacted someone and sharing pictures and I details. I found myself driving towards the coast on Saturday afternoon. my pulse racing my head full of images and desire. The need to feel someone and touch a stranger becoming almost overpowering wave of emotion that built with every passing mile. He answered the phone calmly and asked how long it would be before I arrived. She was in the shower and he wanted to know how she should be prepared and what I wanted to do. I explained that I wanted him to meet me at the door and that I like the feeling of a moist used wife. he told me to park on the drive and gave me the details... The house was new and the garden looked very well kept. My emotions and pulse had built over the hour, it took to arrive and every detail seemed more bright more contrasted. Everything more alive, as I walked to the door. He opened it smiled and let me into the lounge. His thong bulged as he looked me up and down as I entered the house. His wife stepped into the room from the stairs and my heart leapt into my mouth. She was amazing short, slim and dress in the full stockings and bra which made her appear to slink across the carpet like a panther. I stripped of my clothes and let her see what she was going to receive and her eye opens wider, as her hand slid softly over my manhood. She kissed me on the mouth and gently bit my tongue which sent the blood pounding to every part on my body. She took my cock and without speaking lead me into their bedroom, her husband sat on the bed. I explained I had come to give her what she wanted, as hard and as rough as she asked me. Her eyes light up and a smile came to her lips... she opened her legs and a wet pulse of seman gently leaked from her naked sex. I knelt..... The next 2 hours I will remember until I am no more. I am fit and can last but she nearly wore me down. sweat and the smell of sex hung heavy in the room. She laid limp on the bed her body covered in gleaming white streaks. looking at her hubby I stood and let he clean me, with his mouth, as she started to touch herself again. I guess it was then that a realization hit me that I was different and wanted different things from sex. I felt like a hunter and loved the chase. Claiming her as my prize makes me shake at the memory even now and started a journey I feel I have yet to complete. Watching him hard and nervous, as I took his wife was a pleasure, that I have repeated often. Seeing his face when she arched her back and groaned in pleasure and the feeling of his hot mouth cleaning her off me afterward, still makes me smile... if your interested in more let me know...