Hi

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

You know me My husband has put on this web site two storey of when I let my two brothers have sex with me.

He found he enjoys writing about these old incidents because it helps him relive the prison term. He has told me that he is planning on writing the floor about the other clock time I have had sex with former men in front of him.

He has asked me to write a story and I think it is only comely that I also get to tell MY face of the incidents.

I need to have one thing up front. I am a housewife a long time out of college. When in college I was not an English language John Major. I am not a author. If you look through this tale looking for grammar mistakes, spelling and punctuation mark errors you will find them. This is not written for an English grad. It is written to explain our sexual feat, and to give you a heavily on.

Hopefully it will aid you in getting your significant former to enrol the tripping life style. If they have the right mentality they will bask it. I know I have. You CAN NOT be jealous when you see another peter in her however.

If you are reading this for any other reason you are going to be disappointed. You may even be disappointed in getting a hard on, but accuracy can never be as charge up as fantasy.

When hubby first brought up the idea of me having sex with other people I was flabbergasted., bowl over and pissed I was perfectly content with him in bed and had no desire to have anyone else. I was also disordered that he would even think of having me bang someone else. Even if I wanted to do it I was not sure as shooting 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 designate me off. About he knew how good I was in bed and he wanted others to love it also, and at the same time knowing I was his and his only.

He said for him sex was just fun. In early civilization the host was obligated to declare oneself to percentage his wife with a visitor. If I was willingly having sex with someone else it meant cipher more 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 someone else be any different.

He would bonk and respect me no matter what.

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

Those conditions were :

1. I had to approve the someone first
2. If I said no it meant no.
3. The person had to read I would only do him with husband present.
4. The person had to sympathise that it was a sex only relationship.
5. delicacy as mandatory. Any intimation of it ever getting out and I would never do it again.
6. No infliction ( no matter how slight ) was ever involved.

After I agreed to bear sex with someone else I found that I was checking out nearly every Male I had contact with thinking about how it would be for him to fuck me.

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

One Nox we had a couple over that we had grown to know very well. They were in the Lapp fiscal and social sphere we were. ( meaning they had no money and could n't go out much either )

We often got together to play cards and other biz to toy with ourselves.

The male member of the couple was a little heaver than hubby with broad shoulders and retentive disconsolate hair.

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

She was a low-cal haired blond, shorter than me and just a footling on the grueling side. Not fat but to a greater extent round. I have to accept her tit were with child than mine.

She was also just a little bit significant. She was n't showing yet so if you did not live it you would not surmise.

We were playing strip salamander again that night and as we all were nude the conversational guinea pig naturally turned to sex.

The guys were discussing how fast to to let an being we girls were. And which one of us was the profligate. Each husand maintaining his wife could cum quicker than the other wife.

It was decided that the just way to see which of us reached a sexual climax first was to consume a race. Each of the guys 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 backwash. The guys had made the conclusion so that was the way it was going to be.

So the"race"began.

husband 's hand tweaked a nipple on my breast while his early hired hand buried itself between my legs.

I lay back on the carpet. ( we had been all playing on the floor, there was more room on the carpet when we were playing poker game ) spread my pegleg to cave in husband room at my pussy.

pickings advantage of my position he immediately put two fingers in my pussy and caressed my clit with his thumb.

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

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

The fact that there was another couplet doing the same thing just a few feet from me may have added to the excitement.

hubby lowered his foreland and started sucking my breast. His tooth took little piquancy at my firmly nipples.

Again waves of pleasure raced through me.

I felt my pussy closing down and squeezing hubby 's fingerbreadth as he continued to feel have a go at it me.

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

The way my pussycat felt it would not be long.

I could not avail but make slight mewing sounds.

My rosehip were moving on their own treaty, rocking up, trying to get hubby digit deeper into me.

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

The storm of my orgasm was beginning to climb up. I was on the edge when I heard L. beginning to moan and saying"I 'm cumming ! !"Her ass was beating a tattoo on the floor.

L. did not get unruffled orgasm. She was loud and expressive. The whole block probably knew she was cumming as she announced it to the world.

When hubby heard her he stopped fingering me leaving me on the threshold
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My pussy was hungry. 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 pussy was aching to get off. I had been left on the boundary and my pussy needed to finish.

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

Again a subspecies was proposed. Which one of the guy rope could last longer before cumming.

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

At the source I grasped hubbies cock in my right hand and began to slowly stroke his prick. My left hired man played with his balls.

I could enjoin his egg were full-of-the-moon and needed to empty.

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

I knew I could not do that and travel 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 allow for him on the verge like he did me.

I put a finger's breadth in my pussy getting it nice and slick with my cunt juices. I rubbed it around married man's fanny hole. He gave a gasp as I slid my finger deep in his ass.

His clump lifted and he sent ropes of cum into the air.

It covered his stomach and pubic pilus as he continued to buck in the air.

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

I got up and got a towel for married man to clean the cum from his soundbox

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 bonny if he and I had one. And we should give one to each other.

Again no one asked me if I wanted to have an orgasm by B. or not.

I wanted them to leave so I could get fucked.

My husband was really horny after we played strip poker, and I usually got a super fuck after they left.

Having two naked cleaning woman around him always got married man randy.

I wanted to demand reward of that randiness this time. I wanted his cock bad.

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

I did desire to cum. I was so in need of having an orgasm, but was n't certain 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 thankful for that as I was not sure I could suck a shaft with him watching

When it was time hubby and L. moved to the couch where they had a just prospect of B. and I on the floor.

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

B. lay down next to me and started sucking my boobs.

I felt his hard dick pressing against my leg.

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

He was circumcised so there was no need to sputter it back to lead off giving friction to the sensitive spot under his dick head.

He increased the sucking on my titty and his hand went between my legs and he started stroking my clitoris.

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

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

My bitch was wet and slippery from being fingered before.

His fingers plunged in and out of my wet snatch. Each plunge sent the desire for something bigger going through me.

His pecker had reached maximum size, and was throbbing hard as I stroked him.

He moved to his work force and knee joint next to my body. He finger have it off me rapidly

My wooden leg were fully spread, my human knee drawn up to my ears leaving my kitty-cat fully spread and assessable.

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

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

He moaned when my digit probed his bottom.

I gently squeezed his hanging globe paper bag and continued to jacklight his rock'n'roll hard dick.

The following thing I knew he had moved between my leg and his cock was deep into my slit and he was rapidly fucking me.

I was being fucked by somebody former than my husband for the 1st time since collage.

It felt so good I did not care what he was doing. There was no way I was going to try to make him quit. It felt to good.

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

I concentrated on the feel of getting fucked.

I could sense his dick going in and out. He was hitting my G speckle and it felt imprecate good.

My pelvis rose to meet him. I was hunching him as fast 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 turncock let loose its low spurt of cum.

As he continued to pump me fully of sperm. My orgasm over took me and I blacked out for a few seconds.

When I again became cognisant of what was going on around me he had collapsed with his hammer deep in my body. My legs were wrapped around him, my heels on his ass.

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

What I saw storm me. L was on her back and my hubby had his cock deep in her pussy and was fucking her with rich strokes.

She was grunting each sentence he hit bottom.

The way she was holding on to him and meeting him drive for thrusting I could say she did not object to his penetration.

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

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

B. 's softening pecker slid from my wet pickle as he watched. He did not appear 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 unit idea up just to get to make out the other 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 hubby as she was already pregnant so no problem there. No problem with me getting significant either so we did not take to care about pulling out and the guy cable 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 comfortably, freer sex life.

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

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

Over meter 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 cock doing me felt dissimilar, felt in force. I was n't sure what was going to happen next.

We swapped with several other distich after that but it still took a while before we brought another man ( not a match ) into our sex life.

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

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Hubby is right about one affair. Thinking about these old times does bring back near memories and it has also gotten me wet between my legs .