I felt too nervous to sit still, so I paced the bedroom floor barefooted. I wore a short pink nightgown made of silk, and it floated around me as I paced back and forth, trying to calm down and breathe. This whole plan was crazy. I was not sure if I could go through with it.

I stopped suddenly and gasped with my hand over my mouth when I heard the front door open. Then I backed up until the backs of my legs hit the side of the bed, and I sat down. I felt I might start hyperventilating, feeling panic set in. Why had I ever agreed to do this?

The bedroom door swung open, and I saw my husband, Jack, standing in the doorway with another man behind him. The stranger looking over my husband’s shoulder was slightly taller, with wavy blonde hair and blue eyes. That was all I could see at first. Jack hadn’t told me anything about the man he was bringing home, so I was curious about how my husband knew him.

“Hi honey,” Jack said as he led the stranger into our bedroom. “This is my friend, Bill, from work.”

“Hi, Bill,” I squeaked, feeling the nervous knot tighten in my belly.

Jack and his friend, Bill, from work, stepped closer. I felt so vulnerable not knowing what to say or do. Jack sat beside me on the bed, while Bill stood about a foot away, looking down at me, watching me.

Jack rubbed my back, noticing my awkward discomfort.

“Are you okay about doing this, Susan?” my husband asked. “If you want to back out…” His voice trailed off.

I hesitated. This might be my last chance to back out, but then I looked into the stranger’s deep blue eyes. He looked me up and down and appeared to like what he saw. Being looked at with such heated desire was helping to loosen the nervous knot in my belly, and I felt warmth spreading through my loins.

“Um, no, honey,” I replied with my eyes locked on Bill. “I was just a little nervous, but I am feeling much better now.”

“Alright then,” Jack said and stood up. “I’m going to sit over there. Bill, please feel free to sit next to my wife.”

Jack moved to the chair next to the wall and sat down. His cock was already stirring as he watched his friend sit next to his wife on the bed. Jack could not believe this was actually happening. Since I had agreed to do it, Jack wasn’t nervous, just turned on, buzzing with anticipation.

Going back a few weeks, we were having a discussion about sexual fantasies, and Jack hesitantly mentioned watching me have sex with another man. I was surprised to hear that from the man who truly loved me, but I wasn't shocked by it. And I was fascinated but not put off by it. I didn’t shoot it down. I said I needed to think about it. Jack allowed me the time and space to give it thought.

I thought hard on it, measuring the pros and cons. A lot of my consideration included fantasies and masturbation. Two weeks passed before I told Jack that maybe I would try it if it was something he really wanted me to do. I loved Jack, and I was willing to do anything for him. This was a big step for me. My biggest fear about doing it was that it could possibly complicate or even ruin our marriage.

Jack was delighted, almost walking on air when I told him I might be willing to do it. He said he knew someone at the office who would be perfect for me. Jack said he would set the date. All I had to be concerned about was looking like a pretty housewife.

Jack took Bill out for drinks after work one night and showed Bill some pictures of me on his cell phone. The first two pictures he showed were of me in my bikini. Then, the third picture was of me naked from head to toe.

“Wow, that’s your wife?” Bill asked as his eyeballs settled back in their sockets.

“Yes, my friend, that is my wife, Susan… sexy Susan.”

“She certainly is all of that!” echoed Bill. “But why are you showing me these pics of your wife?”

“I’ll tell you, but first, tell me what you see. Describe my wife to me,” Jack said.

“Well, she has a hell of a pretty face, wonderful smile, small perky breasts, nice nipples, tiny waist, curvy hips…shall I go on?” Bill spoke.

“That’s great, so you approve of her looks. But now, let me ask you, would you fuck her if you had the chance?” Jack quizzed.

“What? Wait! Is this some kind of trap?” Bill asked.

“No trap. I’m serious. Would you fuck my wife if I asked you to?”

Bill’s eyes widened. “Holy fuck! You’re serious, aren’t you?”

“I am,” Jack replied.

“Hell yeah…I’ll fuck your wife if that is what you want. I’ll gladly fuck her. Hell, I haven’t had any pussy since I broke it off with Jan three months ago,” Bill excitedly agreed.

Now, here we all were, and it was happening. Bill sat close to me on the bed and leaned closer to my ear to whisper, “I’ve been thinking about this all week. Thinking about the picture Jack showed me of you, lying back on this bed, naked and touching yourself. I can’t think of anything I’d rather do than touch you all over. I will make you cum over and over with my fingers, tongue, and cock. Would you like that?”

Jack could not hear what Bill had whispered to me, but he could read my body signals, and he knew I was getting aroused.

Bill placed his hand on my thigh, gently caressing up and down, working closer and closer to my inner thigh. I closed my eyes, and in my mind, I was willing his hand toward my pussy.

My eyes opened when he pushed me down on the bed, and as I lay back, my legs spread a little. Bill immediately pulled the short nightgown up above my belly. I watched a lustful smile curl his lips as he took in the sight of me.

The cool air on my pussy felt soothing, but it couldn’t douse the heat building within the walls of my cunt. I had shaved my pussy for tonight, and now I was glad I did. So far, I felt no remorse, embarrassment, or shame for letting another man have his way with me in front of my husband. I was starting to like this…a lot!

I looked up at the ceiling, as I felt the palm of Bill’s hand graze my pussy lips. A man other than my husband was touching my most private place, and I felt myself getting wet.

I turned my head to look at my husband. He had taken his cock out of his pants and was slowly stroking it to a full erection, looking directly at Bill’s hand on my cunt. This turned me on even more, seeing my husband so excited watching another man pleasure me.

“You’re already so wet,” Bill whispered softly, as he kept brushing his fingertips over my pussy.

“Your fingers are like magic. I normally don’t get this easily aroused,” I whispered next to Bill’s ear.

“Oh, baby, that’s hot! I need to taste you,” Bill said and moved to the floor between my legs. Bill looked over at Jack, who was masturbating in the chair, and turned back to lick my pussy from stem to stern. My ass rose from the bed, and I released a pleasurable moan for the first time that night. Then, Bill began licking, nibbling, and sucking on my swollen clit, eliciting more moans from my lips.

I was amazed at my husband’s rapt attention to his friend making a meal of my pussy. The ecstasy on my husband’s face was incredible. My attention returned to Bill as he sucked on my clit, and his index and middle fingers found their way inside my pussy. The intensity of my passion rose as he fingered my cunt.

I pushed my hips up, needing to be closer to his mouth and fingers, so close to a climax already. Bill sensed my excitement and thrust his fingers in and out of my juicy cunt, harder, faster, never losing contact with my swollen clit, until he heard my rising moan and my body snapped. I squirted all over his face and hand.

Not giving my body time to relax, Bill stood up, unzipped his pants, pushed them down his legs, and kicked them to the side along with his shoes. Then he pulled his shirt over his head and threw that as well. He wasn’t wearing any underwear, no undershirt, no socks, and no briefs.

My head was still spinning from my orgasm as I watched Bill take his semi-hard cock in his hand.

“Sit up and suck my cock,” Bill said firmly.

Sometimes, I like being told what to do, and this was one of those times. I didn’t even hesitate to sit up on the edge of the bed. Leaning forward, I placed a gentle kiss on the end of his cock and tasted the sweet nectar of his precum that strung from the meatus.

Jack knew from his personal experience with my mouth just how passionate I get over his cock, and now my husband was watching me extending my passion to another man.

Bill’s hand fell to his side, and I reached to hold his member in my hands. His cock was about the same length as Jack’s cock, but thicker, with a bulbous mushroom head. I wondered how it would feel inside my pussy as I continued to explore his cock with my lips and tongue.

I licked his shaft like a giant lollipop while my hands held the base, squeezing gently. The unfamiliar cock was fully erect from the sumptuous job I was doing with my mouth and hands. He rested his hands on the back of my head. He eased his hips forward, urging me to take more of his cock into my mouth. I had to stretch my jaws wide for his extra-large cockhead to fit through my lips. It was so spongy and filled the entire space of my mouth as it moved between my tongue and palate.

In his chair, Jack was quickly stroking his rock-hard cock. Jack later told me that seeing me, his loving wife, sucking another man’s cock, was the most erotic thing he ever witnessed. Jack felt an odd sense of pride in my oral skills.

Meanwhile, Bill was getting excited and started pushing forward to fuck my mouth. My mouth had never been so full. My lips were stretched to the limit. I tried hard not to cough or gag as Bill was trying to drive his cock down my throat.

My eyes were looking up at Bill’s face. His eyes were closed in ecstasy. He opened his eyes and looked down at me. He looked amazed at the sight of my mouth so full of him.

Bill was starting to edge. He pulled out of my mouth and began jerking his cock in his tight-fisted hand. I knew what he wanted. I stayed in place, with my mouth open, waiting for him to release his pleasure. Bill grunted a dozen strokes into it.

A large dollop of cum oozed from his cock and strung to my tongue. Another grunt and the warm spurt of his tasty spunk strung across my tongue. The next spurt might have reached my tonsils. I kept my mouth open so both men would watch my mouth getting pasted with Bill’s thick-textured spunk.

Some might say that letting a man spew his semen in my mouth is nasty and disgusting. Yes, it is nasty, but in a very delicious sort of way.

Bill kept jerking his cock until the last drop leaked from the end of his throbbing dick. I closed my mouth and squished his cum between my tongue and palate before I swallowed. Then I opened my mouth to show them it was gone and on its way down my throat.

Watching his wife enjoying another man’s cock and cum as much as his own sent Jack over the edge. His cum shot high in the air and landed on his pants. After witnessing his eruption, I stood up and walked to him. Dropping to my knees before Jack, I licked off the remaining cum that stained his cock. I sat back on my heels, licking my lips and wiping my chin.

Jack stood up and reached down to help me to stand. He put his arms around me, hugging me close, and whispered, “That was incredible, honey, more than I ever imagined.” Then he asked, “Are you ready for more? I want to see him fuck you.”

I smiled. My face was still smeared with cum from two men. Bill had moved over to stand next to Jack. I reached down, taking a cock in each hand, stroking gently. “As soon as Bill is ready, I am.”

Both men were gaining erections again. I had tasted both cocks already and drank a copious amount of cum, but dropped to my knees, wanting more. First, I took my husband’s shlong deeply into my mouth. I sucked and licked it from top to bottom. Then, I moved to Bill, circling the head of his cock with my tongue. I held the heads of their cocks together and began licking both at the same time.

Jack could have stood there all night enjoying the sight of his lovely wife switching back and forth, sucking his and his friend’s cock. But after they were both fully erect, Jack helped me to my feet.

“Get on the bed, honey, on all fours. Get your ass in the air and show us that wet pussy,” Jack said to me.

Hearing the excitement in my husband’s voice made me even hornier to please his voyeuristic desires. Plus, after sucking Bill’s cock and drinking his cum, I deserved and desired the pleasure of having him inside me. I was dripping wet, with my pussy juice smearing between my thighs as I walked to the bed.

I got on the bed on my hands and knees, with my knees on the edge of the mattress and my legs parted with my knees about 12 inches apart. I dropped from my hands to my elbows, my head on the pillow, my breasts pressed against the sheet, and my ass in the air. I felt the cool air on my wet pussy as I waited, my heart pounding with anticipation.

My goodness, I’d changed so much since Jack brought his friend into our bedroom. I was such a good wife. I never had thoughts of other men in my head, let alone having sex with another man in front of my husband. I felt like a slut for the first time in my life, and I liked the way it felt as I was quickly discovering how thrilling and exciting this type of kink was. I felt hot and dirty waiting for this new man in my life to fuck me.

Jack looked at Bill. “I want you to fuck my wife deep and hard, don’t hold back. I want to hear her scream when she cums.”

“You got it, man. Watch me make your wife my bitch. She’s not going to want you after I finish with her,” Bill joked.

“Give it your best shot, fool,” Jack joked back.

“I’m right here, guys. I can hear you,” I called out.

“Quiet, woman! You’re not to speak unless you are spoken to,” my husband roared.

Wow, I never heard my husband speak to me like that before. But I guess he just wanted to show Bill that he knew how to handle his wife.

Bill began fondling his cock as he looked over at me, ready and waiting on the bed. Because my pussy was shaved, both men could see my swollen pink pussy lips glistening with dew.

Bill walked up behind me and ran his fingertips around the cheeks of my ass and drew a centerline down my ass crack, pausing to tease my asshole with a gentle rub, then to the wet lips of my pussy. He caused me to shudder when he spread my pussy and slid his long middle finger inside the warm wet caress of my cunt. He fingered me until I started moaning.

When he heard my pleasurable moans, Bill pulled his finger out and held his cock at my introitus. He guided just the head inside and stopped. Oh, my heart was pounding as my pussy adjusted to his size. Then he put his hands on my hips and pushed in further until his cock was halfway inside.

“Oh, my god,” I sighed, “you feel so good.”

“Do you want more?” Bill teased.

“Yes, please, give me all of it.” My plea sounded more like a demand.

“What do you think, Jack?” Bill said, looking over his shoulder. “Your wife wants my entire dick. Should I give it to her?”

I could tell that Bill was teasing Jack and also testing to see if Jack was OK with him taking me all the way and making me his slut for as long as his dick stayed hard.

“Yes,” Jack groaned, his cock in hand, with the sight of his wife with her ass in the air and half of Bill’s banana buried in her cunt and begging for more cock. “Give her all you got, Bill. Fuck her fucking senseless!”

Bill smiled, turning back to the woman beneath him with her sexy ass in the air. “Get ready, bitch,” he said, grasping my waist firmly, and slammed his cock balls deep inside me. Whoa! What a rush! My heart went up into my throat, pushing a loud gasp from my gaping mouth.

He backed out, then slid back in with one slow descent of his hips.

“Mmm,” I moaned for the thick throbbing cock that spread me wide and felt so good!

He fucked me slow, teasingly slow. Then, he began to thrust harder. His pelvis slammed against my ass with every thrust. He moved my entire body each time he bumped my ass, causing my tits to rub against the sheets and my head to bang the headboard. But the fucking was incredible. Both men could tell I was letting it out from deep down inside by the sounds of my lustful moans and passionate cries.

Jack moved over to sit next to me on the bed. He reached under to caress my tits. Then, he ran his hand down my belly and found my wet, swollen clit with his middle finger. And Bill was still slamming me hard and fast. I began moaning louder and louder as I came near to climax from getting fucked and fingered at the same time. The awesome sensations building inside me took control of my body, and I hung on for the ride.

“Oh, god, fuck me, fuck me!” I screamed. Don’t stop! Deeper! Harder! Deeper!”

Bill felt my pussy spasm around his cock, and he stopped moving as he was nearing his climax as well. He wanted to hold back because he wasn’t finished with me yet. I squeezed my pussy around Bill’s cock, and one more flick of Jack’s finger, and I came squirting juices around Bill’s cock and balls and my husband’s hand.

“Yes! Yes! Oh, God… Yes!”

My orgasms (plural) crashed through me like high ocean waves crashing against the rocks. Each one made a bigger splash than the last.

Bill groaned as he felt the walls of my pussy squeezing his cock tighter and tighter. He wasn’t going to be able to hold on much longer. I knew it as I felt his cock swelling inside me. He knew it from how his balls continued to tighten, so he started moving again. He fucked me fast and hard.

I started moaning again, and Bill slapped my ass and said, “Get ready, baby, I got a huge reward for you.”

The renewed hammering of my pussy sent me right into another deep orgasm. I was in such a high state of arousal that my mouth opened in a silent scream. I couldn’t get the sound out. All I could do was shudder.

My breasts were hot, maybe from rubbing against the sheets. My nipples were hard, some from the sheets but more from the toe-curling pleasure and excitement that I was now drowning in.

Bill could hold it back no longer. He continued to fuck me hard as he coated the walls of my cunt with his syrupy cum. I could not remember if my husband cumming inside me excited me this much. I felt it deep inside me, flooding the gates of my cervix. His sperm was swimming around in my cunt trying to find their way to my womb. Why that silly thought entered my head I didn’t know. But I wasn’t worried, I had a hysterectomy.

Bill stayed buried inside me until the last of his cum had drizzled out.

My head dropped, too heavy to hold up. My entire body was sore. I was exhausted. After Bill pulled out of my pussy, I moved to lie on my side and face my husband, who lay next to me. I looked into my husband’s eyes and saw no regret in them. In fact, they sparkled. I looked down and saw my husband’s throbbing erection.

“Baby, I can’t take anymore inside me right now but come a little closer and let me take care of you,” I said and licked my lips seductively.

Jack got up and sank his knees into the mattress. He slowly stroked his cock as I scooted to him and took his throbbing flesh in my mouth. I sucked gently and circled my tongue around the bulbous head. Jack was so aroused from watching me being fucked by another man it didn’t take more than two minutes for my husband to shoot his delicious familiar-tasting load in my mouth.

My husband feeding me his pleasure was my real reward. I have always been my husband’s cum-loving slut. Every time I blow him, I moan for his cum, I hunger for it, and he keeps me well-fed. I kept him in my mouth, making sure to suck every drop from his limp penis. Then I let it slip from my mouth.

Jack looked up and saw Bill putting his clothes back on. “Hey Bill…thanks, friend.”

“No, Jack…thank you,” Bill replied. “That was the hottest sex I ever had. Thank you, Susan. You are amazing!”

After Bill left, Jack and I talked about trying this again, maybe with Bill, or maybe with someone else. Only time will tell.