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 Her Report on Her First Extra Guy Experience

   I am a housewife and mother.  My husband has asked me to give my side of
our first experience of my being shared.

   He has been hinting and telling me about wanting to share me sexually
for 10 years.  It made me question his love for me.  But gradually I
realized it was a sex thing, and had nothing to do with his love for me.

   I had been talking to a guy on-line before I met my husband.  I had lost
contact with Jim for the first few years after I married.  I had told my
husband about Jim, and how I had met him one time in a parking lot.  That
one meeting was hot and passionate, but noting really happened.  A lot of
kissing, and him touching and fingering me.  He had my juices flowing.  I
had a tremendous orgasm.

   Well after a few years of marriage, my husband asked if I regretted not
talking to Jim, or having never making love to him.  I admitted that I had
fantasized about what it would have been like to be with him.  My husband
insisted that I try to contact Jim, as he and I had been really good
friends.  I found him on-line, and started talking to him.  That went on
off and on for a couple of years.

   One day Jim asked if he could call.  My husband said it would be okay.
Jim called me a few days later.  With the first sound of his voice I felt a
tingleing in my groin.  We talked about his family (he is married) and
mine. Then he said he still remembers meeting me.  The passionate kissing,
and how wet I was when he inserted his fingers.  How I had shook as I came.
At that point I was fully aroused and fingering myself.  I started moaning
and cumming.

   Needless to say I told everything to my husband.  Then he encouraged me
to try to meet Jim.  I was very unsure about that.  For the next few years
Jim and I made love on the phone.  I told my husband every single time.  I
hid nothing.

   Finally one summer day I was talking to Jim on the phone when he asked
to see me that morning.  At the time my husband was out of town on business
for over three months.  I needed to call him and see what he said.  I was
so very, very aroused that I was soaking my panties.  I called, and he said
to go ahead, that I just had to tell him about it.

   I called Jim back and we arranged to meet at a parking lot at a big
theater.  As I drove there I called my husband to made sure he was still OK
with it.  I knew his answer.  I was so very nervous.  I had not seen Jim in
years, and then it was only one time.  I pulled into the very back and he
followed me.  I got out of the car and he met me.

   With not a single word, he embraced me and slid his tongue into my mouth
in a passionate kiss.  No one was around as we stood and kissed.  He
started fondling my breasts.  I told him we needed to get into the car. 
Once inside, he was all over me.  He is the best kisser I have ever had.

   As we lay back in the seats he slowly slid his hand into my pants.  I
opened my legs, as I wanted him to feel my swollen clitoris.  My juices
were flowing.  He slid two fingers into me, and I started climax.  I rubbed
his penis through his jeans as I came.  My pussy was so swollen with desire
that I came twice.  Jim wanted to go to a motel, but I was not ready for
that.

   Well, I called and told my husband what had happened.  He was so anxious
that he could hardly talk.  I gave him a few details, and told him I would
answer his questions that night.  That night we talked, and as I told him
about it I became aroused and masturbated just thinking about it.  I knew I
would make love to Jim sooner or later.

   Well Jim and I continued to talk and have phone sex for a couple of
years before we were able to see each other again.  We met in another
parking lot, and he again made me cum.  The feeling, as he opened my
swollen lips and inserted them, was amazing.

   I reached into his pants and gently felt his penis.  I couldn't believe
how hard it felt (very big around).  But I never actually touched it skin
to skin.  My husband was out of town again, and I had told him I was
meeting Jim.

   I called him at his motel as I drove home.  When I told him about
touching Jim's penis through his underwear, my husband started cumming on
the phone.  Needless to say, that night my husband and I both came again as
I described my time with Jim.

   That was about a year ago.  My husband travels a lot, and has not been
home for three months.  I have made love to Jim on the phone a lot over the
last year.  He called me three days ago early in the morning.  He lives
thirty minutes from here.  He wanted to know if he could come over.  I
instantly became aroused.

   I told him to go ahead, and gave him the address.  I jumped in the
shower and made the bed.  It was about 9:30 AM.  I called my husband.  He
was as breathless as I was when I told him Jim was coming to our house.  He
said he was okay with it.

   I told him I would not make love to Jim in our house, and I still did
not think I could anyway.  As I hung up the phone Jim drove into our
driveway.

   As I opened the door Jim grabbed me and started darting his tongue into
my mouth.  He never spoke a word as we moved to the sofa.  His kisses were
deep as he caressed my breasts.  My nipples were so hard.

   His hands slid under my blouse and he grabbed one of my breasts,
circling my nipple with his finger.  He worked his way down my neck with
his kisses until his mouth found my breasts.  Sucking on them deeply, I
could feel the softness of his tongue flicking my nipple.

   Jim was grinding his penis into my leg.  I could feel his hardness. 
Knowing it was hard because of me made me even more aroused.  He moved back
to my mouth with his passionate kisses.  His hands were working there way
to my swollen clitoris.  I wanted him to hurry his hand there.

   I had my fingers in my pussy, but I need his there.  When he lightly
rubbed my swollen mound, I could not catch my breath.  All along my lips he
rubbed, never entering me.  I moved my hips toward him, trying to get his
fingers inside.  Jim would move his hand and not let it happen.

   I was being consumed with total desire.  Juices were running down my
legs, soaking the sofa.  I moved from under him and guided him to our
bedroom.  I had my tongue in his mouth as he and I lay on the bed.  I
reached down and unbuttoned his pants, I slid my hands into his shorts, and
grasped his penis.  It took my breath away.  It was the hardest I had ever
felt.

   My hand could not reach around it, and his penis was a good 8 inches
long.  I wanted it to drive deeply inside me.  I was totally at Jim's will.
I knew I was being shameless.

   I moaned for him to make love to me.  He had moved to my breasts and was
softly caressing one as he sucked on the other.  I pulled his pants and
shorts further down, looking at his huge penis.  I needed to have my pussy
touched.  I raised my hips and slid my pants and underwear off.  I am
moaning non-stop, I needed to feel him inside.

   But Jim was going slowly, driving me insane with desire.  I shoved my
fingers deeply inside my pussy while Jim sucked my breasts and I rubbed the
head of his penis.  I was ready to come, and he stopped me from fingering
myself.

   I was moaning non-stop with desire.  He kissed his way from my breasts
to my totally soaked pussy.  I could smell my pussy.  It was soaking wet.
As his mouth reached my pussy he inserted his tongue barely between my very
aroused lips.  I wanted him to plunge in, but he slowly parted them, and
then pulled out.

   I was simply going crazy.  I need to be literally fucked hard...  right
then!  Still he took his time.  His penis was still in my hand.  He was
slowly moving his hips as I held him.

   Very slowly he pushed his tongue into me.  I wanted to cum right then,
but he stopped and withdrew.  Back to my mouth he went, kissing me as I
moaned, "I need you." I opened my legs wide as he moved between them.

   I reached down to guide him into my waiting pussy...  knowing in my mind
that this was what I had wanted from him for over ten years.  Jim moved my
hand away from guiding him.  He moved his penis up and down my lips... 
slowly driving me crazy.

   He bent down and whispers for me to put him into me.  That was the
moment we had both fantasized about in private and on the phone.

   The moment was finally there.  I raised my hips a little, grabbed his
beautiful penis, and pressed his penis against my parting lips.  He pushed
his penis head in and stopped.  He had only parted my lips.  In what seemed
like it would never end, Jim slowly...  ever so slowly...  pushed deeper. I
could feel myself slowly and wonderfully taking him inside.

   He was opening my pussy like no one had before.  His girth was amazing,
opening me wider then I thought was possible.  Finally, he was all inside
me.  I could not move.  Jim leaned back and put my knees into the crotch of
his arms.  He pushed even deeper.  I could literally feel every inch of
him.

   Jim started to move in and out of me slowly.  All I could think about
was his penis.  He picked up his pace slowly.  I was writhing in desire.  I
felt like I was about to erupt.  I had never felt that excited.

   Suddenly I felt wave after wave of orgasms.  I was driving my crotch
into him.  I wanted to feel his balls crashing against me.  Jim started to
moan, pushing harder, I then had the ultimate orgasm.

   Hearing Jim moan, I knew he is getting ready to come too.  I had already
cum at least twice.  I unexpectedly exploded in a amazing climax as Jim
started filling me with his come.  I feel it shooting deep inside me.  I
wanted his come.  I wanted him to fill me.

   I honestly could feel every spurt of his cum.  My pussy was spasming,
trying to grabbed his penis tightly.  He lay on top of me, trying to catch
his breath.  As he lay there, his penis was still inside me.  It felt so
good just being there.  I could feel it getting softer very slowly.

   Jim rolled off and we just lay there.  After a while he asked if after
all these years was it the way I had dreamed it would be.  I told him it
was so much better than I had ever dreamed.  Ten plus years of talking,
phone sex, and a couple of encounters had made this something spectacular.

   As we talked about the years, I started getting aroused.  I started
kissing him.  I had become the aggressor.  He was on his back.  His penis
was semi-hard.  I moved down and swallowed him.  Within 10 seconds I could
barely put very much in my mouth.

   I could taste my pussy juices, mixed with his come, on him.  I needed
him inside me again.  I got onto my knees.  Jim needed no more urging.  I
reached between my knees and guided his swollen cock into me.

   Again the walls of my pussy engulfed him, stretching to take all of
him....  even deeper then before.  He grabbed my hips and started
forcefully driving into me.  His balls were banging against my clitoris
with his every thrust.  I felt a massive climax building.  Jim started
filling me again, and I almost passed out as I shuddered with a wonderful
orgasm.  I simply love being made love to doggy-style.

   We again talked for a while.  Jim had to go home to pick up his wife.  I
called my husband and told him that Jim had stayed for almost three hours.
Later that night I gave him all the details over the phone.  As I listened
to him masturbate, I answered questions.  I became aroused again, and also
masturbated.  Wow, I have never had so many orgasms in one day.

   It was definitely everything I had dreamed about with Jim.  I don't
think there is any way a stranger would have made it so good for me.  I
guess all the years talking, and a couple of meetings, made that a simply
stunning day.

   My husband will be home in a few days.  Making love to him is all it
should be.  But the unabated passion I shared with Jim will make for plenty
of wild nights with my husband.

   Will I see Jim again?  Probably.  But being realistic, I know the first
time is always the best with a new partner.  I also know that making love
to someone other than my husband, and to a married man, also made it
sexually exciting.  And, knowing that my husband pushed me along, and will
again, added to my excitement.