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 I Love Being A Shared Wife

   Recently, my husband expressed a desire to share me sexually with
another man.  As you can imagine, at first I was surprised by his
suggestion.  But, we talked about it over the next few nights, and I
finally agreed.

   He told me who he had in mind as "the other man." The man he chose
happens to work with him, and I already knew him quite well too.

   Actually, the man my husband suggested and I had already flirted
frequently at various social events and when he visited our home.  I am 37,
but still have a pretty sexy body.  I was pretty sure that getting him to
the point of wanting to meet up with me for a little fun would really not
be that hard.  All he needed was just that little nudge to let him know I
would be receptive.

   We set our plans in motion for me to meet him for an afternoon together
the next day.  My husband had already spoken to our friend.  He let him
know that with his approval I had agreed to meet the guy...  and that he
should to expect to enjoy some hot sex with me.

   My husband came home from work on the day of my planned sexual
encounter, so that meant the guy I was meeting was off as well.  Before
leaving to meet our friend, I kissed my husband passionately.  He said,
"Come home quickly afterward.  I will be waiting for you in the bedroom,
ready to take you myself as you tell me all about it."

   I met up with our friend at his place, and we quickly got into what we
were there for.  He kissed me as he caressed my breasts and began to
undress me.  Then he began sucking on my nipples and biting them.  My hand
made it's way down his body to his hard throbbing cock as I unzipped his
pants and brought out his cock to caress in my hands.  We were both nude in
no time.

   It was clear that we both wanted each other quite badly at that moment,
so we made our way to his bed where I laid down.  As he climbed on top of
me, he immediately slid his cock inside me.  He started fucking me slowly,
then built up to a faster pace as I began to moan.

   He lifted my legs onto his shoulders as he pressed his cock further
inside me, opening my legs up just a bit to allow a deeper penetration.  I
begged him to fuck me hard...  and he did.  He felt so good inside me, his
eyes watching my every move and reaction.  He fucked me as we both climaxed
hard on one another.

   We collapsed for a little bit, breathing hard, and still looking at one
another.  After we caught our breath, I decided I was not done with him, so
I began to stroke his cock with my hand.  I began to feel it getting harder
in my hand, which let me know I would be able to have more of him.

   I made my way down and took his cock into my mouth.  It was growing
harder by the second.  That made him instantly harder than before.  I
caressed his balls with my other hand as my lips were wrapped tightly
around his shaft.

   I worked every inch of it, and could hear from the moans he was making
that I was doing exactly what he wanted.  I kept going until I felt what I
wanted, his sweet cum going down my throat.

   As I felt him begin to soften he said, "Keep sucking it.  I want it hard
again because I am going to fuck that sweet pussy again baby." I did as he
asked, and kept going until his cock was rock hard again and wanting me.

   He mounted me again and began pounding me so hard I screamed out, "Oh
yes, take that pussy." He took me even harder than before.  Pushing my
knees up toward my shoulders, he fucked my pussy so hard I began to cum
before he did.  I was wet with my cum, but he kept fucking without stopping
until he gave me his load again.

   Again we collapsed, and just stared at one another, breathing fast and
hard.  My mind quickly ran ahead to what was waiting for me at home, so I
rested a few minutes and then we got dressed.  We said our goodbyes, both
agreeing we would be doing that again soon.

   As I entered our home I headed straight to the bedroom...  to where my
husband was waiting on me and ready to take me himself.  We began kissing
as he ripped my clothes off and told me to lie down.  I did.  He spread my
legs and crawled up between them, placing his face between my legs as he
began licking my pussy.

   I was so hot at the thought of him licking and eating me after I had
just been with another man.  He began stroking his cock as he enjoyed my
pussy for a bit.  Then he mounted me himself and began fucking me.

   He said, "Now, tell me about your afternoon while I fuck you baby." I
began telling him all about what had happened, which made him rock hard to
hear.  It made him pound me harder as he learned every detail of what our
friend and I had done.

   He told me he loved letting me fuck another man, and wanted me to do it
again.  As we talked, his pounding got so intense I could not hold back my
screams.  My pussy felt a bit sore from all the pounding from both of them,
but I do love that feeling.  I just kept begging him to not stop, that I
wanted more.

   He came really hard inside me, but kept going.  His cock never had a
chance to soften.  He leaned me over the bed and began fucking me while
spanking my ass.  I screamed for him to take me harder and to make me cum.

   He raised one of my legs up, which allowed him to go deeper as he
pounded so hard my other leg began to get weak.  I felt myself about to
orgasm.  As I did, my screams and moans brought him the rest of the way,
and we climaxed together.

   My pussy was throbbing from all the screwing I had received over the
last several hours.  I never felt so satisfied as I did at that moment, and
I wanted to continue enjoying that feeling.

   It is a week later, and I still think of that night.  I cannot wait for
another one similar to that one.  Now that I have experienced being "a
shared wife," I am sure it will happen again soon.  My hubby wants me to,
our friend wants to do it again, and I really want to too.
   Three cheers for being a shared wife!