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 An Update on My Marriage to Two Men

   As I have already reported, I am married to two men who live in the same
house with me, make love to me together and have fathered a baby with me.
Yesterday, there was the first major hiccup in our three-way marriage.

   Since my elder husband Sameer is the breadwinner of the family, and is
rather busy with his profession, my younger husband (Rohit) and I do all
the housework.  Last week it was Rohit's duty to wash the clothes.  But
yesterday when Sameer was getting ready for work, he realized he had no
clean clothes to wear.  That really pissed him off and he started yelling
at Rohit.

   Rohit said he had been busy with an exam at the college where he is
studying.  But Sameer was really angry, and fired off a volley of abuse at
him.  Rohit too lost his cool, and told him that he was not his servant to
be yelled at and abused.  Things took a really ugly turn as my two husbands
grappled with each other.  Rohit landed a punch on Sameer's face, and
Sameer hit Rohit in the chest.

   I was aghast at all that, and I jumped in between the two men, trying to
stop them.  In the hurly-burly I got a sharp blow on the side of my head.
It stung horribly and I started crying, more from emotional upset than the
pain.  That made them stop, and they both started apologizing to me.

   I pulled them both to me and told them that they were both my darlings,
that I loved them both, and that it really pained me to see them fight like
that.  We all had tears in our eyes, and they both started kissing me.

   The volatile emotions had charged up their lust.  One at a time they
clamped their lips on mine, sucking so hard that I winced with pain.  I
pushed my tongue into both their mouths and gave them my saliva.  They
sucked me greedily, and they licked my teeth and my cheeks.

   Then they ripped off my blouse in a jiffy, and started mauling my
breasts.  They were kissing and biting me all over my face, my neck, my
shoulders and my breasts.

   Soon we were all naked and in bed together.  As they squeezed the soft
parts of my body, I took their penises in my hands and wringed them until
they cried out with pain.  One by one I took their erections in my mouth
and sucked them, all the while raking their buttocks with my nails.

   They threw me down on the bed and ate the juices out of my vagina.  Then
they rolled me onto my belly and licked my anus, probing as deep as they
could with their tongues.

   They took me together, crushing me between them, and rammed both their
meats into my vagina together.  We kept rolling on the bed, with sometimes
one man, and sometimes the other, on top of the pile.  Then we stood up on
the bed and they continued to pump in and out of me.

   I was screaming like a banshee, feeling ecstatically full.  The men were
groping each other as their hips jerked hard and fast.  Suddenly they were
both gasping, and it was all over as they squirted their sperms inside my
canal together.

   Sameer didn't go to work that day.  Rohit apologized to him, and then we
made love the whole afternoon.  I guess a good marriage needs a fight or
two, but it was too scary while it was going on.