Hi

My gens is Sue. ( or that is the name I have been called on this website )

You know me My husband has put on this website two stories of when I let my two sidekick have sex with me.

He found he enjoys writing about these old incidents because it helps him relive the multiplication. He has told me that he is planning on writing the stories about the other fourth dimension I have had sex with other men in front of him.

He has asked me to spell a news report and I think it is only fair that I also get to recite MY side of meat of the incidents.

I need to bear one thing up battlefront. I am a housewife a long time out of college. When in college I was not an English John R. Major. I am not a writer. If you look through this taradiddle looking for grammar mistakes, spelling and punctuation errors you will find them. This is not written for an English language grade. It is written to explain our sexual exploits, and to give you a intemperate on.

Hopefully it will aid you in getting your significant other to enter the swinging life style. If they have the right mind-set they will bask it. I know I have. You CAN NOT be jealous when you see another cock in her however.

If you are reading this for any former rationality you are going to be disappointed. You may even be disappointed in getting a hard on, but verity can never be as exciting as fantasy.

When married man first brought up the idea of me having sex with other masses I was flabbergasted., upset and pissed I was perfectly content with him in bed and had no desire to induce anyone else. I was also upset that he would even think of having me fuck someone else. Even if I wanted to do it I was not sure I could do it with him watching.

Over time, and talking about it often he told me that he was proud of me and wanted to present me off. About he knew how ripe I was in bed and he wanted others to know it also, and at the same time knowing I was his and his only.

He said for him sex was just fun. In former finish the host was obligated to offer to share his married woman with a visitor. If I was willingly having sex with someone else it meant nothing to a greater extent than having fun.

If some man had lunch with us, eating a repast I fixed no one would mean about it. Why should me fucking individual else be any different.

He would get it on and value me no matter what.

These discussions of sharing me slowly changed my mind and I agreed to try it under certain conditions.

Those term were :

1. I had to O.K. the mortal first
2. If I said no it meant no.
3. The someone had to understand I would only do him with husband present.
4. The mortal had to interpret that it was a sex only relationship.
5. Discretion as mandate. Any clue of it ever getting out and I would never do it again.
6. No pain in the ass ( no matter how slight ) was ever involved.

After I agreed to have sex with somebody else I found that I was checking out nearly every male person I had contact with thinking about how it would be for him to screw me.

Thinking about some of these men made me wet between the legs. But even then I was not sure I could have sex with married man watching.

One nighttime we had a couple over that we had grown to bonk very well. They were in the same financial and mixer area we were. ( meaning they had no money and could n't go out much either )

We often got together to work visiting card and other secret plan to flirt with ourselves.

The male member of the couple was a footling heaver than hubby with unspecific berm and recollective dark hair.

We had played flight strip poker a few times so I knew he was longer than hubby. Maybe not as wide, but definitely longer.

She was a calorie-free hirsute blond, unforesightful than me and just a picayune on the ponderous side. Not fat but More round. I have to take on her tits were bigger than mine.

She was also just a slight bit fraught. She was n't showing yet so if you did not know it you would not surmise.

We were playing strip poker again that dark and as we all were nude the colloquial subject naturally turned to sex.

The guys were discussing how fast to to take an organism we girls were. And which one of us was the immobile. Each husand maintaining his married woman could cum faster than the other wife.

It was decided that the upright way to see which of us reached a sexual climax first was to have a race. Each of the hombre would try to make his wife cum and we would see who got off first.

Neither L. or I were asked if we wanted to airstream. The guys had made the conclusion so that was the way it was going to be.

So the"race"began.

married man 's hand tweaked a pap on my chest while his other hand buried itself between my legs.

I lay back on the carpet. ( we had been all playing on the floor, there was more way on the carpet when we were playing poker game ) spread my legs to give hubby room at my pussy.

Taking reward of my billet he immediately put two fingers in my twat and caressed my clit with his thumb.

As hubby played with my clit waves of pleasure went through my body radiating from my center.

My soundbox also responded to his fingering by sending watercourse of liquid into my pussy making me dripping wet and slick.

The fact that there was another span doing the Saami affair just a few feet from me may have added to the excitement.

Hubby lowered his pass and started sucking my teat. His teeth took fiddling nips at my firmly nipples.

Again moving ridge of pleasure raced through me.

I felt my pussy closing down and squeezing hubby 's fingers as he continued to feel fuck me.

His cock was hard, against my leg but this was for me I was the one to cum.

The way my twat felt it would not be long.

I could not help but make little mewing sounds.

My pelvic arch were moving on their own accord, rocking up, trying to get husband fingers deeper into me.

My pussy was making wet sounds as his fingers worked inside.

The storm of my sexual climax was beginning to uprise. I was on the sharpness when I heard L. beginning to moan and saying"I 'm cumming ! !"Her ass was beating a tattoo on the floor.

L. did not let repose orgasms. She was loud and expressive. The whole block probably knew she was cumming as she announced it to the world.

When married man heard her he stopped fingering me leaving me on the brink
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My snatch was athirst. It wanted something in it and I wanted to cum BAD.

However we sat around talking about what had happened. I sat with an itch that need scratching.

The opinion was I may be fast to cum but L. was faster.

I joined in the conversation but my twat was aching to get off. I had been left on the edge and my pussy needed to finish.

The conversation turned to the guy cable and who could last longer.

Again a race was proposed. Which one of the guys could last farseeing before cumming.

We girls had to promise not to carry back, but do our best to make our husbands cum. We could not suck cock however which I thought was handicapping us unnecessarily.

At the kickoff I grasped hubbies cock in my right field hand and began to slowly stroke his asshole. My left hand hand played with his balls.

I could tell his balls were replete and needed to empty.

I was so hot from the prior fingering I wanted to put him in me and wind up both of us off.

I knew I could not do that and play along the"rules"of the game.

When he started breathing heavily I knew a way to get him off quickly.

I was not going to depart him on the brink like he did me.

I put a finger in my kitty getting it gracious and slick with my pussy juices. I rubbed it around hubby's buttocks hole. He gave a gasp as I slid my finger's breadth deep in his ass.

His lump lifted and he sent roach of cum into the air.

It covered his stomach and pubic hair as he continued to shoot in the air.

"I win !"said L when hubby came."I lasted longer."

I got up and got a towel for hubby to clean the cum from his body

While I was gone it was decided that because L. and hubby each had had an orgasm and B. and I had not, it would only be fair if he and I had one. And we should give one to each other.

Again no one asked me if I wanted to feature an sexual climax by B. or not.

I wanted them to will so I could get fucked.

My married man was really corneous after we played strip poker, and I usually got a super ass after they left.

Having two naked char around him always got husband randy.

I wanted to take advantage of that randiness this time. I wanted his cock bad.

I hoped L. would say something against her hubby making me cum, or me doing him but she did n't say a word.

I did want to cum. I was so in need of having an orgasm, but was n't sure about having B. give it to me, or me giving him one with hubby present.

They did say no viva voce was allowed. I was grateful for that as I was not for certain I could suck a cock with him watching

When it was time husband and L. moved to the couch where they had a good view of B. and I on the floor.

I lay on my rear, but this clock time I kept my legs closed.

B. lay down following to me and started sucking my knocker.

I felt his hard gumshoe pressing against my leg.

cerebration I might as well get it over with I reached down and wrapped my fingers around his throbbing turncock and started slowly jacking him off.

He was circumcised so there was no motivation to skin it back to start up giving friction to the medium spot under his cock head.

He increased the suction on my breasts and his mitt went between my leg and he started stroking my clitoris.

God I was hot. I could n't facilitate but open my legs giving him access code to my slit.

His bridge player went between my legs and his fingers entered me.

My cunt was wet and slippery from being fingered before.

His finger plunged in and out of my wet grab. Each dip sent the desire for something bigger going through me.

His rooster had reached maximal size of it, and was throbbing hard as I stroked him.

He moved to his hands and genu next to my physical structure. He finger fucked me rapidly

My legs were fully spread, my genu drawn up to my auricle leaving my pussycat fully undecided and assessable.

With him on his hands and knees his cock was very close to my mouth. I nearly broke the rule about no oral.

I contented my self with just milking his cock. I did let my fingers slide around to his ass and feel his hole.

He moaned when my finger probed his bottom.

I gently squeezed his hanging musket ball sacking and continued to jack his rock hard dick.

The future thing I knew he had moved between my legs and his cock was deep into my pussy and he was rapidly fucking me.

I was being fucked by someone other than my husband for the first meter since collage.

It felt so secure I did not give care what he was doing. There was no way I was going to try to realize him stop. It felt to good.

I plead temporary insanity because married man had got me so hot and had not made me cum before.

I concentrated on the feeling of getting fucked.

I could feel his prick going in and out. He was hitting my G maculation and it felt bedamn good.

My hips rose to come across him. I was hunching him as fasting and hard as he was fucking me.

He was fucking me with quick deep strokes.

I locked my legs around his waist and pulled him deep into me as I felt his cock let loose its first spurt of cum.

As he continued to pump me full-of-the-moon of spermatozoon. My climax over took me and I blacked out for a few seconds.

When I again became aware of what was going on around me he had collapsed with his pecker deep in my soundbox. My wooden leg were wrapped around him, my blackguard on his ass.

I looked over where hubby and L. were sitting on the couch to see what their response were.

What I saw surprised me. L was on her back and my husband had his cock deep in her slit and was fucking her with deep solidus.

She was grunting each time he hit bottom.

The way she was holding on to him and meeting him poke for thrust I could severalize she did not object to his penetration.

B. lifted his header from my chest and watched his married woman getting fucked.

While we were looking we saw my husband unload his spermatozoan deep in L. 's pussycat. He collapsed on her chest.

B. 's softening hammer slid from my wet muddle as he watched. He did not come out to be angry.

As planed I got off and got B. off. I do n't think it went down like they thought it would though.

I have asked hubby many times and he denies he and B. planed on it ending like this. He promised they had not thought the whole estimation up just to get to have it away the former wife.

When we all recovered we discussed what had happened.

We all agreed we had enjoyed what had happened, that we all had fucked the others spouse. So we were even.

B. said he was n't worried about L. getting significant by my husband as she was already pregnant so no problem there. No problem with me getting pregnant either so we did not let to worry about pulling out and the guys could cum at will.

We agreed that swapping was fun and that we would be doing more of it in the future.

After this incident my husband and I had a ameliorate, freer sex life story.

I knew he was not going to flick out if I had sex with someone else. ( if he was there )

I discovered I liked somebody other than my husband having sex with me. It was n't better just different.

Over time I had grown accustomed to what husband was going to do with me. I knew how he felt in me, what turned him on ( or off ). Having another pecker doing me felt different, felt good. I was n't certainly what was going to happen next.

We swapped with respective early brace after that but it still took a while before we brought another man ( not a twosome ) into our sex life.

I think hubby wants to write about those incidents so I will let him

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Hubby is right about one matter. Thinking about these old times does bring back good memories and it has also gotten me wet between my peg .