Marta K., a 27-year-old who lives in Washington, D.C., wanted to broaden her sexual horizons.
Here, Marta tells her story.
When I was young, I was all about fairytale-typelove.
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I thought there was only one person for me and that I’d be with them forever.
But as I got older, my ideals changed, so I dated and hadsexwith different people.
Then for my 27th birthday, a friend got me a high-end erotica book as a joke.
They looked like Abercrombie models, but artsier.
Their profile very openly said they were a happy married couple who was looking for a third.
I found them attractive and they seemed fun, so I swiped right.
When we matched, I messaged them and said we should grab coffee.
I wasn’t really nervousI think all my nerves are dead?
When we met for coffee, I saw her first and was like,ooohhh, she’s cute.
She was blonde, around 5-foot-4, and very fit.
Then I saw him, looking like a guy who’d play a Wall Street dude on TV.
Yep, also cute.
Our coffee date felt like I was interviewing for a spot on their threesome team.
After those questions, we transitioned into talking about the threesome part.
They’d never had a threesome before, and I hadn’t either.
As we wrapped up the date, Jen told me I was really interesting and pretty.
I was like, “Oh, I might get the job!”
A week later they invited me over, and I knew things were going to get more intimate.
We confirmed that we’d all recently been tested, then they asked for my boundaries.
Then Eric came over, and the three of us made out for awhile.
Not like a three-way makeout; those aren’t a thing.
But I was alternating between kissing both of them, and I really liked it.
It was a completely novel experience for me.
A few weeks later we met up again and actually had sex.
It was very mechanical, I think because I’ve only ever had sex with people I cared for.
Like, what do I do next?
It was the most detached sex I’ve ever had.
It felt like we were all using porn as our guide, especially with thesex positions.
There were also times when things got awkward.
I went down on Jen and didnt hate it, but it didnt do anything for me.
It’s honestly like licking anything else.
And when she went down on me, it felt like she wasnt into it.
Sheonlymoved her tongue instead of really getting in there and seeming engaged.
God, that was so awkward because she and I were face-to-face, but I was just…there.
It didn’t just happen, and for me, it’s usually easier with one person.
I’m glad I had the threesome, but being the third isnt the best.
It felt a little bit like I was a toy and they were playing with me.
Not in a bad way, but just completely free of any emotions.
I missed the connection of getting lost in one person.
I’m never dating a guy who won’t do it again.
