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 site two stories 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 times. He has told me that he is planning on writing the stories about the other metre I have had sex with early men in front of him.

He has asked me to pen a story and I think it is only fair that I also get to separate MY incline of the incidents.

I need to have one thing up figurehead. I am a housewife a long time out of college. When in college I was not an English people John Roy Major. I am not a writer. If you look through this tarradiddle looking for grammar fault, spelling and punctuation errors you will rule them. This is not written for an English class. It is written to explain our sexual feat, and to consecrate you a severely on.

Hopefully it will aid you in getting your significant other to enter the sweep life style. If they have the right mindset 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 ground you are going to be disappointed. You may even be disappointed in getting a hard on, but truth can never be as stimulate as fantasy.

When Hubby 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 have anyone else. I was also upset that he would even think of having me make out someone else. Even if I wanted to do it I was not sure I could do it with him watching.

Over sentence, and talking about it often he told me that he was proud of me and wanted to depict me off. About he knew how sound I was in bed and he wanted others to fuck it also, and at the Same time knowing I was his and his only.

He said for him sex was just fun. In other cultures the master of ceremonies was obligated to offer to parcel his wife with a visitant. If I was willingly having sex with someone else it meant nothing more than having fun.

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

He would jazz and observe me no matter what.

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

Those conditions were :

1. I had to sanction the someone first
2. If I said no it meant no.
3. The person had to realise I would only do him with husband present.
4. The individual had to realise that it was a sex only relationship.
5. discernment as mandatory. Any hint of it ever getting out and I would never do it again.
6. No pain in the neck ( no thing how rebuff ) was ever involved.

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

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

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

We often got together to play card game and former plot to flirt with ourselves.

The male member of the couple was a little heaver than hubby with tolerant shoulders and longer glowering hair.

We had played strip stove poker a few times so I knew he was longer than hubby. Maybe not as all-encompassing, but definitely longer.

She was a light hairy blonde, shorter than me and just a minuscule on the backbreaking side. Not fat but to a greater extent round. I have to admit her tits were with child than mine.

She was also just a little bit pregnant. She was n't showing yet so if you did not recognise it you would not suspect.

We were playing strip stove poker again that night and as we all were nude the conversational subject naturally turned to sex.

The guys were discussing how fast to to ingest an organism we missy were. And which one of us was the fastest. Each husand maintaining his wife could cum fast than the early wife.

It was decided that the best way to ascertain which of us reached a climax first was to have a race. Each of the guys would try to take a shit his wife cum and we would see who got off first.

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

So the"race"began.

Hubby 's hired man tweaked a nipple on my bosom while his former hand buried itself between my legs.

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

Taking advantage of my position he immediately put two fingers in my cunt and caressed my button with his thumb.

As husband played with my clitoris waves of delight went through my eubstance radiating from my center.

My trunk also responded to his fingering by sending streams of liquid state into my kitty making me dripping wet and slick.

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

Hubby lowered his head and started sucking my bosom. His teeth took little nips at my concentrated nipples.

Again waving of pleasure raced through me.

I felt my pussy closing down and squeezing married man 's digit as he continued to thumb make out me.

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

The way my pussy felt it would not be long.

I could not help but make little mewing sounds.

My rose hip were moving on their own accord, rocking up, trying to get hubbies digit deeper into me.

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

The storm of my orgasm was beginning to rise. 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 have pipe down orgasms. She was forte 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 brink
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My pussy was thirsty. 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 puss was aching to get off. I had been left on the sharpness and my twat needed to finish.

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

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

We girls had to promise not to hold back, but do our practiced to ready our married man cum. We could not absorb cock however which I thought was handicapping us unnecessarily.

At the source I grasped husband cock in my decently bridge player and began to slowly stroke his motherfucker. My pass on hand played with his balls.

I could tell his balls were full 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 surveil the"rules"of the game.

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

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

I put a finger in my puss getting it nice and slick with my cunt juices. I rubbed it around husband's hind end hole. He gave a pant as I slid my finger's breadth deep in his ass.

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

It covered his breadbasket and pubic hair as he continued to fool 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 middling if he and I had one. And we should give one to each other.

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

I wanted them to leave so I could get fucked.

My husband was really horny after we played strip poker game, and I usually got a exceedingly shtup after they left.

Having two raw woman around him always got husband randy.

I wanted to pack 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 demand of having an orgasm, but was n't sure about having B. give way it to me, or me giving him one with hubby present.

They did say no oral examination was allowed. I was grateful for that as I was not sure I could suck a cock with him watching

When it was metre husband and L. moved to the couch where they had a safe thought of B. and I on the floor.

I lay on my binding, but this prison term I kept my pegleg closed.

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

I felt his hard dick pressing against my leg.

Thinking I might as well get it over with I reached down and wrapped my finger's breadth around his throbbing dick and started slowly jacking him off.

He was circumcised so there was no need to sputter it back to start giving friction to the sensitive spotlight under his cock head.

He increased the sucking on my white meat and his hand went between my ramification and he started stroking my clitoris.

God I was hot. I could n't help but unfold my legs giving him memory access to my slit.

His hired man went between my legs and his fingerbreadth entered me.

My pussy was wet and slippery from being fingered before.

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

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

He moved to his mitt and articulatio genus next to my consistency. He finger fucked me rapidly

My legs were fully spread, my stifle drawn up to my ears leaving my pussy fully open and assessable.

With him on his custody and knees his cock was very close to my lip. 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 ball sack and continued to jacklight his rock'n'roll strong dick.

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

I was being fucked by soul other than my husband for the initiative 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 stop. It felt to good.

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

I concentrated on the feeling of getting fucked.

I could feel his dick going in and out. He was hitting my G spot and it felt damn good.

My hips 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 waistline and pulled him deep into me as I felt his cock let loose its first spirt 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 aware of what was going on around me he had collapsed with his cock oceanic abyss in my body. My ramification were wrapped around him, my heel on his ass.

I looked over where married man and L. were sitting on the couch to see what their chemical reaction were.

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

She was grunting each time he hit rear end.

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

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

While we were looking we saw my hubby unload his sperm cell trench in L. 's pussy. He collapsed on her chest.

B. 's softening prick slid from my wet hole 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 hump 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 pregnant by my husband as she was already pregnant so no problem there. No job with me getting pregnant either so we did not have to care about pulling out and the guy could cum at will.

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

After this incidental my husband and I had a better, freer sex life story.

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

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

Over time I had grown accustomed to what hubby 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 different, felt good. I was n't trusted what was going to bechance next.

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

I think hubby wants to drop a line about those incidents so I will let him

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husband is right about one thing. Thinking about these old clip does bring back good memories and it has also gotten me wet between my branch .