You never can tell what’s going to happen in a threesome, and that’s not only the beauty of it, but also the chaos. Sure it’s the same damn scenario with sex with one person, but with all your focus on one person, which is hopefully the case during sex (don’t think about sports or your favorite Netflix shows!)
In a threesome, the stakes are doubled and sorta tripled, considering you are not alone with your own thoughts and feels like in duo sex! Welp, there was this one time when I had a threesome, and I nearly wanted to LAUGH it was so… not imbalanced, but just unequally weighted in the distribution of desire—let’s put it like that!
It was myself, a beautiful male yoga teacher, and a gorgeous female figure skater. We all used to frequent the good old naked sauna I talk about here sometimes. So, all three of us were in some cuddly little enclave, gathered on the pillows scattered about, with random tentacles of interest poking out of people’s heart and other body parts. Things started happening et voilà, we reached Threesomeville!
The funny thing about this threesome was that it reminded me of the old logo for reduce-reuse-recycle, or just the recycle logo now, I think… the three arrows all pointing at the next arrow in a circular triangle? That was US, ha ha! I was mostly interested in her (even though he was a beautiful man who I’d already been slightly intimate with) and she was more interested in him (even though she was attracted to me enough to be in a threesome with) and he was mostly interested in ME (even though he was attracted to her as well).
So here we were, three very attractive people in a very hot threesome, but each one of us clearly had deeper intentions for one person out of the two we had options to be with. It was swirling around in weird ways that were wonderful… but occasionally uncomfortable, and even unnatural. It never felt wrong, but it was obvious that we all weren’t evenly matched energetically.
If we weren’t all mature individuals who weren’t having our first threesome, we would have crashed and burned. But we were honest and mature folks, so it didn’t get obnoxious at any point. I just noticed how she wouldn’t do things to me, but he wanted to, but I didn’t want that, but she wanted him to… and so forth. It was almost a sexual slapstick comedy!
It’s fun to reminisce about and learn from that moment, but I do wish I got a chance with her alone… or with another woman!
Addi Stewart
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