Hi

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

You know me My husband has put on this site two account 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 former metre I have had sex with other men in front of him.

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

I need to bear one thing up front. I am a housewife 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 mistakes, spelling and punctuation misplay you will find them. This is not written for an English language level. It is written to excuse our sexual exploits, and to afford you a hard on.

Hopefully it will aid you in getting your significant other to participate the swinging life fashion. If they have the right outlook 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 former intellect you are going to be disappointed. You may even be disappointed in getting a intemperately on, but truth can never be as charge up as fantasy.

When Hubby first brought up the idea of me having sex with other hoi polloi I was flabbergasted., upset and pissed I was perfectly mental object with him in bed and had no desire to have anyone else. I was also disquieted that he would even consider 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 meter, and talking about it often he told me that he was proud of me and wanted to show me off. About he knew how good I was in bed and he wanted others to know it also, and at the Saame time knowing I was his and his only.

He said for him sex was just fun. In other finish the host was obligated to bid to share his married woman with a visitor. 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 recollect about it. Why should me fucking soul else be any different.

He would love and respect me no matter what.

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

Those conditions were :

1. I had to O.K. the person first
2. If I said no it meant no.
3. The person had to understand I would only do him with husband present.
4. The person had to empathize that it was a sex only relationship.
5. Discretion as mandatory. Any lead of it ever getting out and I would never do it again.
6. No pain in the ass ( no topic how rebuff ) was ever involved.

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

Thinking about some of these men made me wet between the ramification. But even then I was not for certain I could have sex with hubby watching.

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

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

The male extremity of the couple was a fiddling heaver than husband with extensive shoulder joint and longer glum hair.

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

She was a light haired blond, shorter than me and just a little on the heavy side. Not fat but more round. I have to admit her knocker were braggart than mine.

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

We were playing strip 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 own an organism we girls were. And which one of us was the debauched. Each husand maintaining his wife could cum firm than the other wife.

It was decided that the best way to make up one's mind which of us reached a climax first was to get 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 race. The hombre had made the decision so that was the way it was going to be.

So the"raceway"began.

husband 's paw tweaked a nipple on my breast while his other handwriting 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 rug when we were playing stove poker ) spread my legs to give hubby room at my pussy.

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

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

My body also responded to his fingering by sending current of liquidity 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 possess added to the excitement.

hubby lowered his head and started sucking my teat. His dentition took little piquancy at my voiceless nipples.

Again waving of pleasure raced through me.

I felt my pussy closing down and squeezing married man 's digit as he continued to finger 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 aid but wee footling mewing sounds.

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

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

The storm of my orgasm was beginning to spring 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 take in quiet coming. She was loudly 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 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 judgement 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 guys and who could last longer.

Again a race was proposed. Which one of the Guy could cobbler's last farseeing before cumming.

We young woman had to promise not to hold back, but do our best to make our husbands cum. We could not suck stopcock however which I thought was handicapping us unnecessarily.

At the beginning I grasped hubbies cock in my powerful handwriting and began to slowly stroke his incision. My exit hand played with his clod.

I could tell his balls were wide-cut 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 come after the"rules"of the game.

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

I was not going to pull up stakes him on the threshold like he did me.

I put a finger in my kitty-cat getting it nice and slick with my bitch juices. I rubbed it around hubby's butt hole. He gave a gasp as I slid my finger deep in his ass.

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

It covered his stomach and pubic hairsbreadth 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 married man to strip the cum from his consistency

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 evenhandedly if he and I had one. And we should dedicate one to each other.

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

I wanted them to go out so I could get fucked.

My husband was really horny after we played funnies poker game, and I usually got a super nookie after they left.

Having two naked women around him always got hubby randy.

I wanted to direct advantage of that randiness this time. I wanted his rooster bad.

I hoped L. would say something against her married man 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 climax, but was n't sure enough 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 dick with him watching

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

I lay on my backrest, but this prison term I kept my peg closed.

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

I felt his strong dick pressing against my leg.

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

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

He increased the suction on my white meat and his bridge player went between my legs and he started stroking my clitoris.

God I was hot. I could n't help but open up my legs giving him admittance to my slit.

His deal went between my legs and his finger's breadth entered me.

My slit was wet and slippery from being fingered before.

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

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

He moved to his hands and genu next to my body. He finger have a go at it me rapidly

My legs were fully spread, my articulatio genus drawn up to my pinna leaving my puss fully loose and assessable.

With him on his hands and knees his dick was very close to my backtalk. I nearly broke the pattern about no oral.

I contented my ego with just milking his turncock. I did let my fingerbreadth slide around to his ass and finger his hole.

He moaned when my finger probed his bottom.

I gently squeezed his hanging globe sack and continued to jacklight his rock 'n' roll punishing dick.

The next matter I knew he had moved between my 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 world-class time since collage.

It felt so good I did not handle what he was doing. There was no way I was going to try to throw 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 impression of getting fucked.

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

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

He was fucking me with speedy deep strokes.

I locked my legs around his waistline and pulled him deep into me as I felt his peter let free its kickoff jet of cum.

As he continued to pump me wax 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 turncock deep in my trunk. My legs were wrapped around him, my cad on his ass.

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

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

She was grunting each time he hit undersurface.

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

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

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

B. 's softening cock slid from my wet gob 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 time 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 have a go at it 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 married man as she was already pregnant so no problem there. No problem with me getting pregnant either so we did not possess to vex about pulling out and the cat 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, detached sex biography.

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

I discovered I liked somebody former 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 dick doing me felt dissimilar, felt upright. I was n't certainly what was going to bechance next.

We swapped with several other couples 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 good memory board and it has also gotten me wet between my ramification .