My name is Janet and my husband's name is Don. We got married shortly after college. My sexual experiences before marriage were what I would key out as somewhat meek and wild. I dated a number of bozo and had sex with a few of them, but cipher more than than"regular"sex. My wild experience was with my female roommate during college ( that is another story ).

Sexually Don and I got along very well. We tried it in various positions and various places. We seemed to do it every chance we got. Although we didn't really do any kinky stuff, we talked about different things as we screwed which made affair extremely exciting and resulted in thinker blowing orgasms for both of us. We talked about authority and submission, world sex, swinging with other couples, two women together and even two men together.

One of the things Don liked to lecture about Thomas More than anything else was watching me fuck another guy. I thought at the time it was just our regular talks and as he described some of the scenario's I have to allow it was really arousing to think about as we screwed.

It got to the point that every clock time we screwed, Don would want to tattle about this finicky subject. He got very detailed in the way he described what I was wearing as we met a guy, how we would approach him, how he would unclothe me, how I would undress him, how I would fellate him and exactly how he would screw me. As Don would babble I found myself having continual orgasms. It was very stimulating to say the least. I found myself actually looking forward to his talks.

One nighttime while he was describing yet another guy, he stopped and asked if I could actually do it. I was shocked. At start I thought it was just his way of being able to be intimate other fair sex and told him that he was the solely one I wanted. I was hurt that he would even hint such a thing, but inside the thought actually excited me. I told Don that I would never desire to find out him with another woman and that I couldn't believe he would want to watch me with another man. We had a foresightful talk about it and Don convinced me that he wasn't interested in other women and explained how grow on he got thinking about me doing it. I still was having a hard clip believing it. I asked him what he would do if it really happened… would he be jealous ? What would he imagine of me afterward ? Would it regard our married couple ? Don said that he felt our love could withstand anything and that just knowing I loved him he wouldn't be jealous, but rather turned on that I was doing it with another guy and still loved him.

I was still sceptical, but Don kept up the Saame fantasy each meter we screwed. Each time he would become even more detailed and when he came it was always"explosive ”. For the number one time I began to consider actually doing it.

One night he was describing a guy on top of me, pounding my pussy hard. He described how he was holding my hand and stroking my haircloth as the guy was fucking me. I was really picturing this all in my mind and getting very charge up. I shouted out"honey, he is cumming inside me ”. That was the first time we both began shuttering and bucking, cumming at the same time and unbelievably incredible.

Later, we talked about everything and we decided we would actually try it.

We set ground rules. We both agreed we didn't want a friend because he might spill to others about it. A unknown had to be just right. He would possess to be clean and above all respectful to our desires. We talked about placing an ad, but decided we would get to weed out a big number of weirdo. We settled on going to a nearby town to a hotel lounge and seeing what we might find oneself. We felt that mostly line of work men would be there and that they would be married and not want to"circularize the discussion ”.

We also discussed how matter would happen. Don wanted to mostly follow, but also to be capable to contain my hand and throw my hair's-breadth like he had mentioned in the fantasy. He would stroke his cock, but hoped he could agree off cumming as he wanted to have a go at it me afterward. He asked me to please just let go and savour it completely. My pussy was soaked just thinking and talking about really doing it. The reality had set in, I was going to have it off a strange man while my husband watched and encouraged me.

We decided on that coming Friday to go to the hotel waiting area. I was in a constant nation of rousing. We fucked like coney every chance we got. When Don was at workplace I would feel myself to orgasm thinking about what we were about to do.

Friday finally came. Don watched as I dressed. I chose a duet of white bikini panties and a matching bra. I wanted to wear my"regular garb"of jeans and a cute blouse, but Don insisted on a pink sun frock I had worn before. It had a plunging neckline which when I bent over one could see a beneficial prospect of my tit. I carefully applied my makeup while Don watched intently. Standing in front of the mirror I was pleased with myself. Don was beside himself.

We got to the hotel waiting area and chose a keister at a table near the back so we could"scope the billet ”. The bar was crowded with a lot of dyad and four or five single guys. The guy were all dressed in concern suits as we had thought might be the showcase. We pointed out each of the guys and boiled it down to two that we both agreed on might be good. I was never so nervous as I was at that head. I couldn't believe we had actually gotten to this point, but I was also stimulated beyond belief.

We realized the one matter we hadn't discussed was how we would go about someone. Don wanted me to go up to one of the two we had selected and simply ask if he would look at fucking me while my husband watched. Even as turned on as I was I just couldn't bring myself to do that. I asked Don to do it, but he admitted he was also too scared.

It must have been sheer chance that one of the two guys came by our mesa looking for a place to sit. Don spoke up and invited him to join us saying that it was crowded and we could use the company. He graciously accepted our offer and sat down and arrange drinks for all of us. He was improbable, probably around 6 ’, clean shaven and had a gracious physique. His name was privy. He was here for a business confluence and had to leave the next cockcrow. We engaged in small public lecture. He was married, had two Kid, dainty house in Chicago and a dog. Don kept squeezing my leg under the mesa. I was set and I knew without a doubtfulness Don was also. I bent forward a few multiplication so that my titty were mostly in St. John's thought. I caught him looking each time. After an agonizing half minute the conversation finally turned to sex. John admitted he had hoped to chance a unforced cleaning woman for a night of"pleasure ”. That was our opportunity. To my surprise, Don blurted out that maybe he would take me for that Night. John became embarrassed but admitted he would roll in the hay to do it. I was embarrassed also and I could feel my face turning red. Don explained what we would like to happen. John agreed instantly.

can said we could go to his way if we liked and Don accepted. The drive up in the elevator was murder. It was going to happen. I was going to get fucked in front of my married man and I couldn't wait. My face was flushed and my trunk was trembling. My pussy was soaked in prediction and my teat were straining against my bra. I felt like a trollop, but yet a wonderfully exciting slut.

Once inside John Lackland's way the situation became awkward. No one knew how to begin anything. john excused himself to use the bathroom and Don said to me that I would make to begin affair or the entire thing might fall through. I didn't know what to do, I was nervous as snake pit. When John came back I excused myself to use the bath and when I came back I sat right beside him on the lounge. Don was sitting close in a chair beside us. I knew I had to do something so I reached over and started kissing lav. Our tongues swirled together and we embraced with my arm on his shoulder and his on mine. It felt strange kissing another man knowing my hubby was sitting right there, but it also felt in effect. It wasn't just a kiss, but a passionate longing candy kiss. I felt like a stripling hugging and anticipating for the low time.


My eyes were closed, but I felt Don's hand on my arm, tugging it down to John's leg. Still locked in a osculation I began running my hand along his leg to his crotch. I felt his cock through his pant. He was difficult and I could palpate it twitch as I rubbed my paw against it. privy's script slipped off my shoulder and cupped and squeezed my breast, tweaking my teat through my clothes and bra. I could feel my nipple tighten from his kissing. I tugged at his belt and released it. I struggled with the clasp of his pants and unzipped him. My deal searched inside feeling for his turncock. My hand wrapped around it and I pulled it free. I broke our buss to be given forward and took his cock in my mouth. Slowly I inched it in my mouth until I couldn't get any Thomas More at heart. I wrapped my lips tighter and began to withdraw. I was actually sucking another man's cock right in front of my husband. I slid my lips up and down his diaphysis a issue of clock time when I heard him moan and say I better closure or he was going to cum. I released his shaft, but held it in my bridge player and reached up and kissed him again. John the Evangelist joked said that he was the lone one that was at least partially strip down and suggested we get fully undressed. Don said I should do a striptease for them. I felt wonderfully titillating as I stood and playfully slid each strap of my dress off my shoulder. I held it from falling and wiggled my hips. Both my husband and lav were staring at me lustfully. Ever so slowly I began sliding my dress down further until my bra clad breasts came into panorama. My husband was up and rapidly getting discase. John was staring at my titty and stroking his cock. I let the apparel decline to the floor and stepped out of it. I danced around a bit and reached behind and unhooked my bra. I held the bra against both my breasts, then slid each strap off and quickly threw it aside. I shook my tit back and forth. My husband was now undressed and was stroking his cock. John Lackland was up and struggling to get his knickers and shirt off. His eyes never left my bare white meat. I danced until John was completely disinvest. He sat back down, his intemperate cock was actually throbbing. I dipped my finger in the waistband of my scanty and began inching them down. I stopped just before my pubic hair came into view. Both men were focused on my pussy. I inched them further until my pussy came into purview. Both men gasped. I let them fall along my legs and stepped out of them.

Don came over and hugged me close. I could feel his intemperate cock pressed against my stomach. I reached down and grasped it. He was harder than I ever felt before. His dick was actually hot to my touch and was throbbing and twitching. He whispered for me to lie on the level on my backbone and added"I love you ”.

I felt vulnerable lying on the floor with two men standing over me, their heavily rooster swaying back and forth, but I also felt overwhelmingly erotic. Don asked John to join me and he laid beside me, his cock pushing against my leg. He swung his arm around me and we kissed again and again. His skin was warm as he pressed his chest against my breast and began rubbing his cock against my leg. Suddenly I felt a mitt range my ankle urging me to spread my leg. I realized it was my husband and I pictured him doing the same to John, urging him to travel between my now spread thigh. John the Divine took the hint and got between my legs. His cock was just in from my pussy and we were gazing in each other's eyes. I heard my hubby say"Are you fix beloved"?. My nervousness was gone, my pussy was soaked, I wanted it… I wanted it bad. All I could do was heave"Yes, I'm quick ”.

trick's cock slid inside me easily. He pushed it all the way inside. The tactual sensation was incredible. I lifted my hips and we began to comminute together, pushing harder and harder against each other. John laid on top of me and began kissing my neck. I wrapped my arm around his vertebral column and pulled him closer. I ran my hands along his back, kneading his skin. I grabbed the boldness of his ass and pulled him as close as I could as we continued to labor against each early. The feeling was so intense. My mind was swirling with the cerebration of John's stopcock pushing inside my kitty and my husband watching. I went over the edge. I started gasping and moaning, swinging my head teacher back and forth as my orgasm enveloped me. It continued on and on as I grasped at John's back and ass. I screamed"I'm cumming"and bucked and pushed against him. john began pumping me hard. I was mad as each wave of pleasure engulfed me. John started to cum. I could feel the squirts as he filled my pussy. I was vaguely cognisant of my husband beside us, gently stroking my hair and arm. He was asking"Do you like it honey ? .. Is it respectable"? I couldn't response but I nodded my head to try to tell him it was so very good and that I loved it.

John rolled off me and lay beside me exhausted. I could feel his cum running out of my puss and down my ass. Don got between my legs and shoved his cock inside. He started pumping wildly and asking me if I liked it. Partly because I wanted to please him, but mostly because I really did get laid it I told him it was fantastic. As he fucked me he admitted to me he had already cum. He said when John first entered me he shot off without even touching his cock.

Don finally came weakly and we all sat on the floor talking. It was strangely natural to be sitting naked and talking with two raw men. Normally I would cover my breasts even sitting with Don, but I felt so well-off now. We talked about what just happened and how everyone felt about it. It was clear everyone was happy. The more we talked I brazenly reached down and started toying with each of their cocks. We continued talking for some time as I played and stroked each cock until they were both concentrated again. Don began sucking and nibbling my right tit as John did the same to the other. john reached down and started fingering my clitoris. John the Evangelist whispered that he would wish to bonk me from behind. I said"Yes, that is a extremely musical theme"and looked at Don who was shaking his head up and down, obviously in favor.

Don sat on the couch and I got on my knees with my branch resting on Don's branch. I was staring at my married man's fixed stopcock as John got behind me and slid his hammer all the way inside. I gasped and tried to locomote my rosehip to get as much of it as I could. I pushed against him, my ass pushing against his tum. He started pumping slowly. I could feel his ball smacking against my clitoris with each stroke. He began pounding me. It felt so good I met each jabbing by slamming my pelvic girdle back against him. My husband reached down between my legs and started to finger my clit. That was all I needed to be thrown into yet another orgasm. I moaned"oh yes honey, please don't stop ”. Don kept relentlessly rubbing my clit as I bucked and groaned like a angry womanhood. I was screaming"Oh yesss, yesss, please don't stop"as wave after wave of sheer lecherousness consumed my integral body. The integral scene was so blatantly erotic. Here I was being fucked from behind by I guy I just met while my husband was fingering my clit and stroking my haircloth. Don started to cum again. He wasn't even touching his cock. I watched as each spirt came out and ran down his putz. John was now slamming me very hard. I was still engrossed in a never ending orgasm when St. John pushed inside severely and started to cum also. He held his cock inside until it began to go soft and slipped out. Cum dripped out of my puss as my hubby let go of my clit.

John said he had to go that he needed to catch a plane in the morning. Don pleaded with him to fuck me one more time. He really wanted to, but had to go and said he would be back in a few month. I wasn't sure if either Don or myself could wait that long .