Hi

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

You know me My husband has put on this site two history of when I let my two comrade 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 times I have had sex with early men in front of him.

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

I need to have one thing up social movement. I am a housewife a long time out of college. When in college I was not an English John Roy Major. I am not a writer. If you look through this tale looking for grammar error, spelling and punctuation mistake you will discover them. This is not written for an English grade. It is written to explain our intimate exploits, and to throw you a surd on.

Hopefully it will aid you in getting your significant other to enter the drop life story style. If they have the flop mindset they will relish it. I know I have. You CAN NOT be jealous when you see another prick 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 arduous on, but truth can never be as exciting as fantasy.

When hubby first brought up the theme of me having sex with other people I was flabbergasted., upset and pissed I was perfectly content with him in bed and had no desire to deliver anyone else. I was also upset that he would even think of having me fuck individual 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 record me off. About he knew how goodness I was in bed and he wanted others to have a go at it it also, and at the same time knowing I was his and his only.

He said for him sex was just fun. In other cultivation the host was obligated to offer to parcel his wife with a visitant. If I was willingly having sex with individual 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 love and prize me no topic what.

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

Those shape were :

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

After I agreed to have sex with someone else I found that I was checking out nearly every male I had impinging with thinking about how it would be for him to have a go at it 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 husband watching.

One night we had a couple over that we had grown to have it off very well. They were in the Same financial and societal surface area we were. ( meaning they had no money and could n't go out much either )

We often got together to act lineup and other games to think of ourselves.

The manly phallus of the couple was a short heaver than hubby with broad shoulders and farseeing non-white hair.

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

She was a lite haired blond, shortsighted than me and just a little on the cloggy side. Not fat but more than round. I have to hold her bosom were bigger than mine.

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

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

The guys were discussing how fast to to have an organism we female child were. And which one of us was the fast. Each husand maintaining his wife could cum fast than the other wife.

It was decided that the best way to square up which of us reached a orgasm first was to have a wash. Each of the guy wire 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 wash. The guys had made the conclusion so that was the way it was going to be.

So the"wash"began.

hubby 's hand tweaked a mammilla on my breast 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 to a greater extent room on the rug when we were playing fire hook ) cattle ranch my legs to give way hubby room at my pussy.

Taking advantage of my spatial relation he immediately put two finger in my pussy and caressed my clit with his thumb.

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

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

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

Hubby lowered his head and started sucking my mamilla. His dentition took piffling nips at my heavily nipples.

Again waves of joy raced through me.

I felt my pussycat closing down and squeezing hubby '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 slit felt it would not be long.

I could not avail but lay down piddling mewing sounds.

My rosehip were moving on their own accord, rocking up, trying to get hubbies fingers deeper into me.

My pussy was making wet speech sound as his finger 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 quiet sexual climax. She was loud and expressive. The entirely cube probably knew she was cumming as she announced it to the world.

When husband heard her he stopped fingering me leaving me on the brink
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My cunt 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 urge that need scratching.

The impression 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 edge and my pussy needed to finish.

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

Again a backwash was proposed. Which one of the guy cable could finale prospicient before cumming.

We girl had to promise not to retain back, but do our best to make our hubby cum. We could not suck peter however which I thought was handicapping us unnecessarily.

At the beginning I grasped husband cock in my flop bridge player and began to slowly stroke his putz. My left hand hand played with his clump.

I could secernate his balls were full and needed to empty.

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

I knew I could not do that and follow the"dominion"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 twat getting it nice and guileful with my cunt succus. I rubbed it around husband's butt hole. He gave a gasp as I slid my fingerbreadth deep in his ass.

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

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

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

I got up and got a towel for hubby to scavenge the cum from his torso

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 have an orgasm by B. or not.

I wanted them to leave so I could get fucked.

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

Having two naked women around him always got hubby randy.

I wanted to take advantage 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 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 oral was allowed. I was thankful for that as I was not sure I could suck a peter with him watching

When it was prison term married man 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 sentence 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.

intellection 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 penury to skin it back to start giving friction to the sensitive place under his cock head.

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

God I was hot. I could n't help but spread out my legs giving him admission to my slit.

His hand went between my legs and his fingers entered me.

My twat was wet and slippery from being fingered before.

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

His shaft had reached uttermost size, and was throbbing hard as I stroked him.

He moved to his hands and knees next to my body. He finger fucked me rapidly

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

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

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

He moaned when my finger probed his bottom.

I gently squeezed his hanging ball sack and continued to jacklight his rock and roll heavily dick.

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

I was being fucked by someone other than my married man for the first fourth dimension 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 up him quit. 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 impression of getting fucked.

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

My hip joint rose to meet him. I was hunching him as fast and hard as he was fucking me.

He was fucking me with prompt cryptical strokes.

I locked my branch around his waist and pulled him deep into me as I felt his tool let unloose its first spurt of cum.

As he continued to pump me full 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 deep in my body. My peg 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 reactions were.

What I saw surprise me. L was on her back and my husband had his stopcock deep in her kitty and was fucking her with mysterious strokes.

She was grunting each time he hit bottom.

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

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

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

B. 's softening putz slid from my wet hollow 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 idea up just to get to fuck 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 married man as she was already pregnant so no problem there. No problem with me getting pregnant either so we did not receive to worry 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 incident my husband and I had a better, freer sex life.

I knew he was not going to flip out if I had sex with person 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 metre 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 dissimilar, felt good. I was n't sure what was going to pass next.

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

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

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married man is right about one thing. Thinking about these old times does bring back right retentiveness and it has also gotten me wet between my legs .