Hi

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

You know me My hubby 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 clock time. He has told me that he is planning on writing the stories about the other times I have had sex with other men in nominal head of him.

He has asked me to write a chronicle and I think it is only fair that I also get to tell MY side of the incidents.

I need to have one matter up front. I am a lady of the house a long time out of college. When in college I was not an English major. I am not a writer. If you look through this tale looking for grammar error, spelling and punctuation mark errors you will find them. This is not written for an English language course. It is written to explicate our sexual exploits, and to give you a hard on.

Hopefully it will aid you in getting your meaning former to put down the swinging liveliness trend. If they have the right mindset they will enjoy 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 other grounds you are going to be disappointed. You may even be disappointed in getting a hard on, but truth can never be as exciting as fantasy.

When Hubby first brought up the mind of me having sex with former the great unwashed I was flabbergasted., upset and pissed I was perfectly depicted object with him in bed and had no desire to have anyone else. I was also upset that he would even call up of having me sleep together 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 show me off. About he knew how dear I was in bed and he wanted others to fuck it also, and at the same metre knowing I was his and his only.

He said for him sex was just fun. In other cultures the horde was obligated to offer to share his wife with a visitor. If I was willingly having sex with someone else it meant nil more than having fun.

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

He would love and respect me no matter what.

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

Those conditions were :

1. I had to sanction the person offset
2. If I said no it meant no.
3. The person had to sympathise I would only do him with husband present.
4. The mortal had to understand that it was a sex only relationship.
5. delicacy as mandatory. Any speck of it ever getting out and I would never do it again.
6. No pain ( no issue how rebuff ) was ever involved.

After I agreed to have 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 peg. But even then I was not sure I could have sex with hubby watching.

One night we had a match over that we had grown to bonk very well. They were in the same fiscal and societal field we were. ( meaning they had no money and could n't go out much either )

We often got together to play cards and other games to entertain ourselves.

The virile extremity of the distich was a little heaver than hubby with broad shoulders and foresightful dark hair.

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

She was a lite haired blond, shorter than me and just a little on the weighed down side. Not fat but Thomas More round. I have to admit her tits were larger than mine.

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

We were playing airstrip poker again that night and as we all were nude the conversational study naturally turned to sex.

The guy cable were discussing how fast to to stimulate an organism we young lady were. And which one of us was the fastest. Each husand maintaining his wife could cum faster than the other wife.

It was decided that the honorable way to determine which of us reached a culmination first was to have got a race. Each of the guys would try to hit his wife cum and we would see who got off first.

Neither L. or I were asked if we wanted to race. The Guy had made the determination so that was the way it was going to be.

So the"raceway"began.

married man 's hired man tweaked a nipple on my white meat while his other hand buried itself between my legs.

I lay back on the carpeting. ( we had been all playing on the storey, there was Thomas More room on the rug when we were playing poker ) banquet my legs to cave in husband room at my pussy.

Taking advantage of my side he immediately put two finger in my twat and caressed my clit with his thumb.

As married man played with my clit waves of pleasure went through my eubstance radiating from my center.

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

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

Hubby lowered his head and started sucking my knocker. His dentition took picayune nips at my arduous nipples.

Again waves of delight raced through me.

I felt my puss closing down and squeezing husband 's fingers as he continued to thumb fuck me.

His cock was hard, 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 footling mewing sounds.

My hips were moving on their own accord, rocking up, trying to get hubbies finger's breadth deeper into me.

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

The storm of my climax was beginning to stand 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 suffer quietly sexual climax. She was garish 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 kitty-cat 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 urge that need scratching.

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

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

The conversation turned to the hombre and who could last longer.

Again a backwash was proposed. Which one of the guys could live longer before cumming.

We girls had to promise not to restrain back, but do our best to fix our hubby cum. We could not take up hammer however which I thought was handicapping us unnecessarily.

At the beginning I grasped hubbies cock in my right hand and began to slowly stroke his pricking. My left handwriting played with his nut.

I could secern his clod were full phase of the moon and needed to empty.

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

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

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

His lump lifted and he sent ropes 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 consistence

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 make 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 piece of ass after they left.

Having two au naturel womanhood around him always got hubby randy.

I wanted to take vantage of that randiness this time. I wanted his peter 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 require to cum. I was so in motive of having an orgasm, but was n't sure as shooting about having B. commit it to me, or me giving him one with hubby present.

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

When it was time hubby and L. moved to the couch where they had a good view 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 bosom.

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 around his throbbing cock and started slowly jacking him off.

He was circumcised so there was no need to skin it back to start giving rubbing to the sore spot under his pecker head.

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

God I was hot. I could n't avail but open my peg giving him admittance to my scratch.

His hired man went between my pegleg and his finger entered me.

My cunt was wet and slippery from being fingered before.

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

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

He moved to his work force and stifle next to my consistence. He finger fucked me rapidly

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

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

I contented my self with just milking his hammer. I did let my finger's breadth slide around to his ass and finger his hole.

He moaned when my finger's breadth probed his bottom.

I gently squeezed his hanging testis sack and continued to jack his rock-and-roll laborious dick.

The side by side thing I knew he had moved between my leg and his hammer was deep into my pussy and he was rapidly fucking me.

I was being fucked by someone other than my hubby for the world-class metre since collage.

It felt so trade good I did not worry what he was doing. There was no way I was going to try to urinate him stop. It felt to good.

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

I concentrated on the spirit of getting fucked.

I could experience his dick going in and out. He was hitting my G bit and it felt goddam good.

My hips rose to adjoin 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 pegleg around his waist and pulled him deep into me as I felt his cock let free its first spurt of cum.

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

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

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

What I saw storm me. L was on her back and my hubby had his cock trench in her pussycat and was fucking her with inscrutable slash.

She was grunting each clip he hit bottom.

The way she was holding on to him and meeting him thrust for thrust I could tell 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 spermatozoan deep in L. 's slit. He collapsed on her chest.

B. 's softening cock slid from my wet golf 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 whole approximation up just to get to fuck the early 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 fraught so no trouble there. No problem with me getting pregnant either so we did not own 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 incidental my hubby and I had a better, complimentary sex life.

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

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

Over prison term 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 stopcock doing me felt different, felt good. I was n't sure enough what was going to encounter next.

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

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

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