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 Motor Home Trip Results in Her First MFM Experience

   By "Graham's Mrs" 6/9/99

   I had always been `a good girl' most of my life.  Until about a year
ago, I only had sex with one man besides my husband, and that was before I
met my husband-to-be.  It isn't that I was not sexually attracted to other
men.  Or that I don't have fantasies about sex, but I've always been
somewhat self-conscious about myself, and afraid to let myself go.

   Over the years my husband (Graham) and I have enjoyed lots of good
sex... and together we have read about threesomes, swinging and numerous
variations in sexual pleasure...  just for fun.  We even talked about the
possibility of us having sex with other people...  men and women alike.

   The images I began to entertain in my mind...  higher levels of personal
sexual satisfaction, new and different sexual feelings that I might
experience...  and, sharing new things with my loving husband...  all
worked together to move me toward "letting go!" Graham would often tell me
he "would love to have another guy join him in making love to (me)...  as
he and the other guy would work together to increase my sexual pleasure."
Although I enjoyed hearing and thinking about such ideas, I never really
thought it would happen.  Until that one night a year ago...  that I will
never forget.

   Now, as you read the following, keep in mind that the vacation trip we
were taking was for us to intentionally enjoy sexual pleasures together. 
We had taken such no-kids trips before, and used the get-aways to make
intense love to each other.  Thus, as we started our journey this year, I
was already horny...  maybe unusually horny...  and I guess I was
uncharacteristically aggressive.

   The many "pillow-talk" conversations Graham and I had had over the past
few years (about he and some other guy simultaneously making love to me)
had built anticipation in me that was more than ready for fulfillment.  I
believe this accounts for my otherwise-out-of-character behavior, and for
what happened.  By the way, I am 34 years old, 5' 4", 122 lbs, and my
husband tells me I am "attractive and shapely." Graham is 38, 5'9", 180
lbs., and handsome.



   It was an early evening last June, and my husband and I were on our way
out of town for our once-a-year, away from the kids.  A weekend of sex.  We
were driving our motor home to the next state for a few days of camping.

   My husband was behind the wheel while I was in the back with a good
romantic novel, and having a few glasses of wine.  The novel was quite
exciting, and the wine was relaxing me.  I could feel myself becoming
aroused, and my mind would drift from the book, and slip into an occasional
fantasy.

   I had always enjoyed teasing my husband with sexy outfits, and long
sexual foreplay.  It drove him crazy, and he always made me feel as if I
was the sexiest lady alive.  I decided to start things early by dimming the
lights and slipping into the bathroom.  I closed the door and put on a
small white teddy, that was one of his favorites.

   I opened the bathroom door and walked up front to the cab of our motor
home, and sat in the passenger seat next to my husband.  The teddy quickly
got his attention and I could see a gleam of excitement in his eye as the
headlights of the oncoming traffic passed by.  I put my feet on the
dashboard and slowly spread my legs to give him a peek at what was waiting
for him.

   He reached across, put his hand on the inside of my thigh, and started
slowly rubbing it up and down.  His excitement was growing, and so was
mine. My excitement was building with what he was doing.  The idea of
truckers passing by us, and maybe getting a quick peek at me with my legs
spread and with almost nothing on, gave my pussy a little tingle.  The
thought of a total stranger getting sexually aroused by just looking at me
excited me to no end.

   I decided to give my husband a private show.  Private that is, with the
exception of some trucker lucky enough to drive by.  I put my hands on my
chest, just above my teddy, and started to move them downward toward my
already hard nipples, moving them in slow circular motions.  I could see
this was really having an effect on my husband as he kept moving his eyes
from the road back to me and his private show.

   My hands slowly lowered the top of my teddy low enough to reveal my
erect nipples, I took them in between my thumb and forefinger and started
to squeeze them ever so gently.  I am not sure who was more excited by this
action, me or my husband?

   Just then my husband said, "A truck is coming up on the right," to warn
me of the oncoming possibility of being seen by someone else.  He knew I
was not the kind to expose myself to total strangers, but the wine, the
novel and his excitement of my husband watching me, gave me butterflies and
a tingling sensation I can't describe.  My husband watched me as the truck
came closer, I could see the reflection of his headlights in the right
outside mirror.

   I gave my husband a long slow look as I slid the top of my teddy down to
expose myself to the oncoming stranger.  My heart was racing faster as the
truck got closer.  The thought of pulling my top up rushed though my mind,
but I quickly dismissed it.  I wanted to do what I had always fantasized
about...  have my nude breasts looked at by a total stranger.  The truck
passed by us, but he was going to fast, and it was dark in our motor home,
so the possibility of him seeing me was quite remote.

   I felt a little relieved, and somewhat disappointed at the same time,
but the butterflies remained.  My husband looked at me with a surprised
look on his face and said, "So your in that type of mood are you?"

   Looking back at him I grinned and said, "Yeah, I feel like doing things
I've never done before, want to watch me." With that comment he knew
exactly what I was talking about.  He had often told me that his big
fantasy was to watch me perform for him...  with another man.  And I think
this time I was in the mood...  especially if the right man came along.

   I went back to providing my husband with his private show by playing
with myself, squeezing my breasts softly and rubbing my hands all over my
half-naked body.  The show went on for about a half an hour, and I would
occasionally touch his cock to see if he was aroused.  He most certainly
was.  I stopped for a moment to go in the back to get another glass of
wine. It kept me excited, frisky and willing to try anything.

   While in the back, I could feel the motor home slowing and moving to the
right side of the road.  I looked up front to see what was going on.  My
husband said "rest stop ahead." I knew what was probably going to happen
once we stopped.  My poor husband had been stuck in the driver seat, being
teased by a woman playing with herself, and unable to do anything about it.

   The motor home pulled to a total stop.  He turned the headlights off and
shut down the engine.  He moved out of the seat to the right and exited the
cab to the rear of the motor home.  Reaching to his right, he pulled the
curtain across the cab to give us total privacy.

   I stood in the aisle, about half way between the cab and bathroom, still
half-naked and ready for whatever he wanted to do to me.  He slowly walked
up to me with a deep stare in his eyes.  His face was almost expressionless
as he neared me.  Slowly his hands explored my breasts.  His touch was soft
but firm, as his hands slipped around my bare back.  He pulled me to him,
his lips moving toward mine.  I felt his soft lips meet mine with an ever
so gentle touch, as he pulled me tight against his chest.

   He broke the tender kiss and whispered to me "Lets take a walk outside
to the rest room before we get started." I pulled away from him with my
breasts exposed, and my teddy pulled down to my hips, I anxiously
whispered, "I can't go out like this!"

   His eyes glowed from the excitement flowing through him.  "Sure...  if
you want," he blurted out, sure that I would never step outside while
topless.  He moved toward the door, turned the handle and pushed it open
about a foot.  I wanted to show him how willing I was to try almost
anything this weekend, so I moved toward the door, still half-naked.  If
anyone was parked next to us, they would have been able to see me with my
swollen breasts exposed, and my rock-hard nipples jetting out.

   He left the door open about a foot as I walked up to it and looked
outside.  I backed away from the door and picked up a trench coat that I
had laying on the chair.  If it hadn't been for that, and the thought that
I would probably have been arrested for indecent exposure, I think I would
have gone outside topless!

   We stepped out of the motor home.  It was a nice, clear warm evening
with a thousand stars overhead.  A gentle breeze was blowing from the west,
and I could smell the slight fragrance of pine trees in the air.  We walked
to the building located at the center of the rest area.  There were only
about 6 or 7 cars there, and a large truck at the end with its motor
running.  As we walked across the parking lot I could feel my husband's
hand gently squeezing and rubbing my ass.  It felt good, and I wasn't about
to stop him.  Who knows, someone might be watching...  and the thought of
that excited me even more.

   When we got to the building, we went to our separate rest rooms.  Once
inside the empty rest room, I stepped into a stall, closed the door, and
sat down.  When I was done, I washed my hands...  and my pussy...  thinking
that my husband may soon want to nibble on my pussy lips.  I pulled the top
of my teddy up, straightened and fastened it...  and then I dried my hands,
put the trench coat back on and headed toward the door.

   Once outside, I looked for my husband.  I didn't see him at first, but
then I noticed two men talking next to a car with its hood up.  I thought
one was my husband, but wasn't sure, so I kept looking.  I looked back at
the old car and at the two men, and realized that one of them was my
husband.  I walked over to them, trying to over hear what they were talking
about before I got there.  Apparently the young man had car troubles and
needed a mechanic to fix it.

   When I reached the two of them, I couldn't help but notice that the
other man was young, about 19 or 20 (I'm 34), and quite good looking... 
with a nice body.  My husband turned toward me when I got to them and said,
"He's from out of state and has major engine problems."

   The nearest town was 50 miles away, and I knew my husband was going to
offer him a lift.  I didn't mind helping him.  We would just have to
postpone our sexual adventures until after we dropped him off.  Although, a
devilish thought did cross my mind about having both of them on me at the
same time.  `Not likely,' I thought, `he's too young.'

   My husband turned back to the young stranger and offered him a lift into
the next town.  The young man quickly took him up on his offer.  He said,
"I think I am just going to leave the car here so my brother can come and
tow it back to his garage for repair.  I'll call him from the next town, if
you don't mind giving me a lift that far.  I'm heading to Denver for a new
job that I am starting next week," he said.  He turned toward me and
introduced himself.

   "Hi ma'am, my name is Andy...  and thank you so much.  I didn't know
what I was going to do out here all alone." His soft blue eyes looked right
into mine.  Even though this young man was very polite and sincere, I
couldn't help but think what it would be like to have two men...  playing
with me together.  Especially with the mood I was in...  hot, willing and
feeling very frisky.

   Andy grabbed his luggage and stuff from the beat-up old car, and carried
it over to our motor home.  When we all got to the motor home, my husband
opened the door.  I was encouraged to enter first.  Stepping up the two
feet to the first step, a thought rushed though my mind.

   Before I knew it, I purposely let my hand slip from my hold on the side
wall.  My body fell backward toward the two men behind me.  The trench coat
fell partly open...  exposing my bare legs...  much of the way up!  I felt
hands catch me from behind.  One hand on my back, one on each arm, and one
on my ass.  I didn't want to look around to see whose hand was on my ass. I
just hoped it was Andy's, and maybe he would like the feel of my ass
through the trench coat and thin silk teddy...  and the view he was
getting.

   Andy and my husband stowed Andy's things under the motor home, and
joined me inside.  The two men went up to the front of the cab.  My husband
got behind the wheel, and Andy sat in the passenger seat.  I was still
wearing the trench coat as I sat in the back, in my favorite chair.  The
lights were still dim inside, and as we left the rest area I started to
fantasize wild sexy thoughts about what could possibly happen on the
50-mile journey to the next town.

   About 2 miles down the road, I got up to get another glass of wine,
still thinking unbelievable thoughts about the two hunks in the cab of our
motor home.  After pouring a glass of wine, I walked up to the cab and sat
down on my knees, between the two captain chairs.  The two men were engaged
in mild conversation about car engines and possible remedies to fix Andy's
car.

   When they noticed that I had joined them, they dropped the mechanic talk
and my husband greeted me with a warm, "Hi Hun." Knowing that my husband
had told me on many occasions that he would like to watch me with another
man, and then join in and sexually ravage me...  I decided to test him.  I
greeted him with a warm, "Hi," and then put my hand on the inside of his
thigh, squeezing it and running my hand in small circles until his cock
reacted by starting to harden.

   I was watching him for some sign that it was OK to go a little further.
When he glanced down at me, I swore he was reading my every thought.  "Why
don't you get rid of that trench coat, Babe" he said to me...  knowing what
I had on underneath.  I stood up, yanked the coat off and threw it back on
my chair.  I glanced toward the young man sitting next to my husband... 
and smiled warmly toward him.  "Wow," he said quietly as he studied my
nearly-nude body.

   I moved back up between the two captain chairs.  Andy looked down toward
me, with his eyes obviously admiring my cleavage.  I resumed my squeezing
of the inside of my husband's thigh...  and looked up toward my husband's
face.  His head took an upward nod toward Andy sitting in the passenger
seat, as if to say, `put your hand on his thigh,' which I was dying to do.
I glanced toward the young man, sitting there in loose shorts and a T-shirt
with the sleeves torn off.  He was still studying me in my next-to-nothing
apparel.  I gazed at his legs slightly spread apart, then toward his
muscular chest.

   I turned my head back toward my husband and smiled.  My hand was still
on his thigh, and his cock was getting harder by the minute.  There it was
again, my husband's head with an upward nod, motioning me toward Andy.

   I wanted to touch the body of this good looking young stranger.  I could
feel my stomach start to churn.  I think the wine was also having an effect
on me.  I could feel heat building up around my neck and moving toward my
ears.  I was trembling.  My hand was starting to get sweaty.  I looked Andy
right in the eye.  I wanted to raise my hand toward his leg, but it
wouldn't move from my lap.

   `This is your golden opportunity to finally fulfill your fantasy,' I
thought.  A thousand thoughts were racing through my mind.  My heart was
beating faster.  I could feel it pounding in my chest.  My body was shaking
a little, and I noticed that my left hand was squeezing my husband's thigh
tighter and tighter.

   My right hand started to move upward toward Andy.  I wanted to touch
him. I wanted him to touch me.  I decided I had to break the ice if
something was going to happen.  I knew it was up to me...  and my husband
had already given his approval.

   My hand moved higher.  It was at the base of the seat, inches from
Andy's leg.  My heart was pounding now...  like a bass drum.  I inched it
closer to him.  As our eyes continued to be locked on each other's, my hand
was now lightly brushing the outside of his thigh.  Oh...  the feel of his
leg on my hand made me tremble even more.  The thought of touching him had
become strong enough to overshadow my fear.

   There it was.  All I had to do is open my hand and run it across his
leg. I opened my hand fully, slowly turning the palm toward him.  I noticed
my husband watching...  eagerly moving his eyes between my hand, Andy's
face, and the road.

   At that point my mind went blank.  I could feel the soft skin of a
muscular thigh in the palm of my hand.  I did it.  I touched him.  I
couldn't believe it.  Now, how would he react toward me.  At that point I
didn't care.  I wanted to feel more.  He sat still...  now looking down at
my hand...  with a smile on his face.  My hand moved to the inside of his
thigh.  At this point I knew that he had to know what I was about to do.

   My hand went all the way up the inside of this thigh to the base of his
shorts.  I squeezed him slightly, and his legs opened a little more.  I
looked up at him...  my mouth closed...  my eyes wide open...  and a look
on my face that asked for approval.  Andy smiled down at me.  Then he
looked across toward my husband.  I knew that my husband would be looking
back at him.  Then I heard my husband softly say, "It's OK.  Just sit there
and enjoy."

   Andy didn't try to stop me, nor did my husband.  At that point I knew
both men were mine, and I was going to get the thrill of a lifetime.  I was
going to fulfill many of the fantasies that had gone through my mind so
many times in the past few years.  I was going to do all those things my
fantasies led me to want to do with two men, and they were going to do
everything I ever wanted two men to do to me

   I kept squeezing the inside of Andy's thigh with my sweaty right hand as
my left squeezed my husband's thigh.  I felt my head getting lower toward
Andy's leg.  My mind was going a million miles an hour.  I couldn't keep my
thoughts straight.

   My lips met Andy's bare leg.  I opened them slightly to allow my tongue
to come out and run circles around his thigh.  I withdrew my tongue and let
my lips close onto his leg...  kissing it ever so gently.  Then I pulled my
head back to admire his muscular thigh...  and then I lowered it again to
shower his leg with numerous gentle kisses.  I moved my lips up and down
his leg, kissing him and licking him until I could feel his muscle's ripple
in response.

   This was better than I had imagined.  It was more than I had hoped
for... and it was just starting.  My other hand left my husband's leg and
went to join my right one.  I had one hand on each of Andy's legs, pushing
them apart so I could have access to anything that I wanted.  Andy offered
no resistance to my approaches.  He just smiled down at me and sat there,
letting me do as I pleased.  He was probably in shock, having this older
woman spread his legs and kissing his thigh.  My kisses moved upward toward
his cock.

   I couldn't wait any longer.  I had to know before something happened to
stop what I was doing.  My hand went up his leg toward his cock.  I was
rubbing the outside of his shorts, but I could feel the bulge hidden behind
his zipper.  Through the cloth, my hand wrapped around his half-erect cock.
It felt thick.  It felt wonderful.  It seemed to be growing larger by the
moment.

   Oh I wanted to see it.  I wondered what it would look like.  I wondered
what the swollen shaft would taste like slipping past my moist trembling
lips.  I wondered what he would feel like, sliding his naked body on
mine... slipping his young cock between my legs and stroking in and out of
my cunt until he exploded inside me.  My mind was racing!

   My hand slid from his cock down to the opening of his shorts on his leg.
Andy adjusted himself slightly in the seat, allowing his loose shorts to
gape open between the legs.  They now seemed loose enough to allow my hand
to travel up to his cock...  and I could feel his bare skin against my
hand. I slipped my hand higher up his shorts until I found myself cupping
his large nut sack in my palm.  Then I felt the head of his cock in my
fingers.

   There was no way anyone was going to stop me now.  I was going to touch
Andy's cock no matter what happened.  My hand went higher.  He wasn't
wearing any underwear!  My palm wrapped around young Andy's thick shaft. 
It was hard and throbbing.  It felt long, and thick.  Actually touching
another man's cock was more wonderful than I had even fantasized.  Not
because it was anything out of the ordinary...  but because it was a
stranger, this was something taboo, this was something I had always dreamed
about and wanted.  Now the experience was finally mine.

   I felt the motor home slowing, and I heard the blinker ticking.  I
looked up to notice a sign passing by with an arrow pointing to the right.
`It must be an exit,' I thought.  My husband must be pulling over.  My head
went back down to Andy's leg and I started kissing high on his legs while
my hand was still up his shorts, squeezing his cock.

   I felt the vehicle come to a stop, and the engine shut down.  Later I
discovered that Graham had found a deserted side road, and he had pulled
off and parked behind some trees.  I looked up at my husband as he withdrew
the keys from the ignition and motioned me to the back of the motor home.
All I could think was `here we go, I am about to become the object of
desire for these two virile men, and I am not about to stop anything.' I
was going to give these two men the fuck of there lives, and in return I
would get more cock than I than I had ever experienced before.

   We moved to the back of our motor home, toward where our queen-size bed
was built-in.  I noticed that Andy acted a little unsure, and was fumbling
slightly.  I could understand his actions.  I was feeling the same, but I
was going crazy with lust and didn't care what happened, just as long as
the three of us ended up in bed with me in the middle.

   My husband motioned for Andy to take a seat on the edge of the bed. 
Andy did so willingly, as my husband took his place behind me.  I could
tell that my husband was going to take charge and run the show...  and that
was just fine with me.  I knew all his fantasies.  I knew just what he
wanted me to do and what he wanted to see.  I felt my husband's hands on my
shoulders.  His fingers went under the straps of my teddy, I felt them
slowly being pulled down to expose the top of my chest to Andy.

   Andy couldn't take his eyes off me.  I could see the anticipation
building in Andy as the straps got lower on my arms.  I knew it wouldn't be
long before someone other than my husband saw me naked.

   I heard a low `Hmmmmm' from Andy as my chest was exposed to him.  I just
watched as he hungrily looked at me.  I enjoyed watching his eyes gaze over
my bare chest, as my husband's hands moved toward the front and cupped each
of my breasts and slowly massaged them for Andy to see.  My nipples were
getting very hard and erect as my husband played with them in front of this
total stranger.  I am sure I had a smile of anticipation on my face as I
continued to watch Andy's face.

   My husband's hands left my chest and began sliding my teddy past my hips
to the floor.  Andy's eyes traveled down my body...  and seemed to fix on
my very wet and throbbing pussy.

   About that time, my husband backed away and stood behind me.  I turned
to look at him for my instructions on what I was to do next.  He motioned
with his hands for me to go down between Andy's legs.  I promptly did so
with no hesitations.

   I heard him say, "Very slowly, undo his shorts and pull them down." Andy
raised slightly to allow removal of his shorts.  As I did as I was told, I
got my first look at the cock I had been playing with.  It was thick... 
really thick...  and now quite hard.  It looked to be 1 1/2" to 3" longer
than my husband's, with drops of moisture coming out of the head.  I don't
think I had ever imagined a cock that thick.  And my imagination ran wild
as I considered its length...  and how it would feel inside my pussy.  I
couldn't wait to feel Andy's cock stretching my mouth wide as I tasted the
liquid coming out at the end

   I waited, kneeling on the floor in front of this gorgeous cock, for my
husband's next command.  It seemed like an eternity, but finally there were
the magic words I had been waiting for.  "Take his cock in your hand and
kiss the end of it."

   He didn't need to repeat it a second time for me to respond.  My hand
went to that hard, thick cock and softly caressed it as my tongue touched
the end and got my first taste of another man's moisture.  I was in heaven!
It tasted sweet and warm.  My lips closed around the head of his cock to
gently kiss it as I was told to do.  I keep kissing the head of his cock,
enjoying each contact my lips made with the throbbing head of Andy's cock.

   I continued to slowly make love to Andy's cock until I heard the next
command coming from behind me.  "Open your mouth and slowly put just the
head in." I promptly opened my mouth, and hovered my waiting lips over the
massive cock.  I started to feel a passion building in me, and I wanted
Andy to enjoy having me suck his cock as much as I was going to enjoy
sucking it.

   Ever so slowly, I inched my open mouth over the massive swollen head of
Andy's cock, careful not to let him feel my lips touch it until I was good
and ready.  With my hand still wrapped around his shaft, and the head of
his cock just past the opening of my mouth, I started to slowly close my
mouth around the warm head of his cock.  My tongue made contact with the
bottom side of his thick cock.  Then my lips closed over the top, to make
total contact as he got the full feel of my mouth wrapping around his
beautiful rock-hard shaft.

   The huge head of Andy's cock was stretching my lips.  I took the tip of
my tongue and wiggled it back and forth across the bottom side of his shaft
just below the head.  I could hear the young man starting to breath a
little heavier, and to give a slight moan in rhythm with my tongue's slow
movement across that sensitive spot on the underside of his cock.

   I was so totally engulfed in the feeling of this stranger's cock
entering me, that I almost missed the next order I was given.  Behind me, I
heard my husband's deep slow voice say, "I want you to show him how good
you are at making love to a cock...  and don't miss any tricks."

   I knew just what my husband wanted to see.  I always loved to lick, suck
and kiss his cock in such a manner that it drove him crazy while he watched
me not just suck it, but make love to it.  I started by wrapping my lips
around the hot head of Andy's cock, and slowly pulling back to let it slip
from my mouth.  Once it was out, I kept my hand firmly wrapped around the
thick warm shaft, and leaned back to look up at him.

   Andy's face was expressionless.  His eyes were wide open, his mouth
slightly ajar, and I could see his chest expanding and contracting from his
heavy breathing.  I gave him a gentle smile as I slowly started to stroke
his shaft up and down.  As he watched me sitting on my knees between his
legs working my hand back and forth, I could tell he was anxiously waiting
for my next move.

   I stopped the up and down motion of my hands, released my grip on his
cock and positioned the palm of my hand on the top side of his thick shaft
so I could pull it toward my face.  I moved in toward his erect shaft and
put my lips about half way down between the head and his tight balls.

   With my hand still on the topside of him, I pulled his warm cock to my
face and rocked it from left to right across my wet lips.  I moved his
shaft back and forth across my face, first to my left cheek then to my
right.  I tilted my head downward to allow his shaft to rub across my
closed eyes to my forehead, and then back down to my lips.  I continued the
soft circular motions of his cock around my face for 2 or 3 minutes.  Then
I gently kissed him on the area just below his hot cock head as my eye lids
opened and I looked straight up into his eyes.  I wanted to see the passion
building in this young hunk of a man who was about to have his way with me.

   As our eyes kept contact, I opened my mouth as wide as I could, I lifted
my head and held it over the top of his shaft.  I closed my eyes, tilting
my head forward and downward at the same time, dropping it over his immense
cock...  taking him in all the way to the base...  into my upper throat. 
Once there, I took a deep breath and my mouth closed on his heavenly shaft.
I pushed downward as far as I could, to allow his firm cock head to press
down into my upper throat.  I held it there for a moment, then tightened my
grip on his cock with my mouth, and lifted my head straight up...  letting
him feel his hot shaft slowly withdraw from my clenching throat, and slide
across my wet trembling lips.  He gasped as I withdrew his cock from my
mouth.  I could tell he was enjoying this technique that I had used on my
husband so often.

   I repeated this two or three more times, then pulled my head back a few
inches over the top of his swollen hot shaft.  My right hand went up to his
cock and wrapped around it like a glove.  My hands started their up and
down motion again...  only this time my mouth was poised over the top of
his shaft.  I let it slide in and out of my mouth in time with my up and
down hand motion.  Stroke after stroke I went up and down.  My tongue
flicked across the bottom side of his cock every time I reached the base of
his swollen head.  His hips started to move in time with me as I sucked
this big, wonderful, thick, hot cock.

   I felt a hand on my right shoulder pulling me back away from the cock
that I was engrossed in sucking.  As Andy's cock slipped from my mouth, I
turned to see my husband standing over me.  "That's enough to get him
started," he whispered.  My husband put his hand around my arm and helped
me to my feet, where I stood naked in the dim light of our motor home... 
in front of this young stranger who I so wanted to fuck.

   My husband guided my exposed body directly past of Andy.  I looked down
at this gorgeous man sitting in front of me.  Andy's hands moved toward me.
They made contact with my thighs and moved toward my pussy.  He touched it
ever so gently.  Andy was catching on, he had realized that this was to be
a very slow sex adventure...  and that I wasn't just going to be `fucked'
by these two men...  but I was to be made hot passionate love to, the way
the girls in my romance novels did.

   Andy's hands moved from my sides.  I felt him pulling me toward his
moist lips.  I offered no resistance to the forward motion, as his lips
made contact with my trembling skin, about two inches above the hair on my
very wet pussy.  He kissed me tenderly on my lower stomach...  over and
over...  as his hands softly massaged my lower back.

   I could still feel my husband behind me, with his hands on each of my
shoulders.  My eyes closed as my head slowly rolled in small circular
motions.  The feeling coming from Andy's warm lips kissing my trembling
soft skin was overwhelming.  I moaned softly, encouraging him to continue
his soft, loving kisses on my lower stomach.

   Suddenly the passion I was feeling doubled, as I felt my husband's lips
starting to kiss my right shoulder, moving back and forth across my bare
skin.  His mouth opened and his lips ever so softly touched my shoulder...
then close across my skin and suck me up into his mouth.

   My husband's mouth slowly moved from my shoulder to the base of my neck.
His hot breath burned me with every exhale he made.  His mouth opened wide
around my small neck, drawing quivers up and down my back as he continued
his passionate kisses on my neck and shoulders.

   There I was, standing between two men, having my naked body caressed in
front and back at the same time.  What I was feeling was indescribable!  It
was warmth.  It was passion.  It was lust.  It was want.  It was just pure
heaven.  I could feel my legs getting weak, and my knees starting to
buckle, from the unbelievable passion I was experiencing.

   I felt my husband's warm masculine hands moving over my shoulders and
downward toward my chest as Andy's hands lowered on my back to my ass. 
Andy's hands started to squeeze my ass cheeks as he pulled me into him.  He
was still exploring my lower stomach with his moist lips and tongue.  My
husband's hands were cupping my breasts with the same softness that Andy
was using on my ass.  As my body started to lower from it's weakness, Andy
pulled me toward him for support.  Simultaneously, my husband let my upper
body fall backward against his bare chest.

   The two men moved me onto the bed.  As they sat me down between them,
they took a moment to remove the rest of the clothes they were wearing.  I
got my first real look at Andy's muscular chest, his large manly arms, and
his fully-erect cock, throbbing just inches from my face.  They moved in
beside me.  Andy was on my right, and my husband on my left.

   I sat there motionless, waiting for the two men to take me and use me
for there own enjoyment...  and to fulfill my life-long fantasy.  Andy's
mouth was wet and slightly open as he drew down on my neck and
ever-so-softly kissed my bare skin with his wet tongue.  My heart was
pounding with fear and excitement.  I wanted this moment never to stop.  I
wanted to test my new feelings of lust and pure sexual want.

   I felt my husband's mouth making contact with the left side of my neck,
and the two men continued to suck and lick me from my ears to my
shoulder... at the same time.  Andy's mouth moved from my neck to my cheek
with non-stop kisses on the way.  His mouth reached mine as his right hand
positioned itself on my left cheek, turning my head toward him.  Slowly I
opened my mouth to receive Andy's warm kiss, I allowed him to probe the
inside of my mouth with his tongue.

   The excitement was growing in me as my thoughts went crazy about my
fantasies finally coming true.  Could this really be happening?  Two men
were going to play with my totally-naked body...  together!  They were
going to touch me, kiss me and please me in a way that until now I only
imagined in my dreams.  My passion grew wilder as I knew what was soon to
happen at the hands of two hot men, one that until an hour ago I had never
laid eyes on.

   My husband gently guided me to lay down on my back between he and Andy.
Their bodies were warm...  hot actually!  My eyes closed as I felt a warm
hand slide up the inside of my thigh toward my already wet pussy.  Another
hand was pushing the inside of my other thigh, gently spreading my legs...
and caressing me.

   I tried to concentrate on the two warm hands sliding up and down the
inside of my thighs, but my breasts peaked with excitement as I felt my
husband's lips softly kiss my left nipple.  Almost immediately Andy did the
same to my right one.  Their mouths were hot and wet as they sucked my
breasts and ran there tongues around my hardened nipples.  My breasts and
thighs were on fire as the two men played with, and fondled my trembling
body.  Ripples of ecstasy ran up and down me as they sucked and licked my
nipples with their hands, and caressed the insides of my thighs.

   It seemed almost as if the two men had practiced this before.  Every
movement one made to one side of my body, the other man did exactly the
same to the other.  This was pure heaven!  Warm hands on my thighs...  and
wet mouths on my breasts making my nipples quiver and throb.  The two men
slowly lowered themselves down, one on each side of me.  There bodes
pressed against me, sandwiching me between them.  I could feel there bare
hard cocks pushing against my legs as they ever-so-slowly kissed and
caressed every inch of each of my breasts.

   I slid my hands down between me and each of the guys...  looking for
their cocks.  I found Andy's first.  My hand tried to wrapped around his
thick shaft, but...  now fully-aroused...  it was almost to large for me.
It's smooth soft skin felt wonderful as I stroked it.  My other hand
finally reached my husband's cock.

   I squeezed them both and gently pulled upward on their shafts at the
same time, forcing the heads of their dicks against my legs.  I could feel
wetness coming from the tips, and gather on my legs.  I fondled their cocks
and nut sacks while they continued to worship my breasts with their kisses.

   Then, I released my grasp on my husband's cock, and pushed his body
slightly away as I crawled down and slightly over Andy's body.  I began to
tongue-kiss Andy's muscular body, licking and sucking along the way.  I
felt my husband's fingers probing my pussy and playing with my clit.  I
reached Andy's hairy chest with my mouth open to slip his nipple into it.
My tongue swirled around his left nipple, making circles before my lips
closed across it to suck it in.  I felt my pussy involuntarily contract
around my husband's probing fingers.  The hardness of Andy's nipple between
my lips felt like my husband's when I would torture him with my insatiable
lust.  My husband withdrew his fingers.

   I was on my knees hovering over Andy, still engrossed with my sucking
motion across his chest from nipple to nipple, when I felt my husband's
body contact me from behind.  His hands touched my back and started forcing
me over and down onto Andy's nude body.  My skin made full contact with
his...  first our chests met, squeezing my breasts against his hard but
hairy chest.  Then our stomachs met, giving me a wild tingling sensation
from Andy's hairy body.  Finally, the area just above my pussy pressed down
against Andy's rock-hard cock, pinning it between us.

   Our bodies lay across the bed in full contact, from shoulders to knees,
as my husband climbed on top of me.  He used his arms to keep his weight
off of me, but I felt my husband's hard cock slipping along the crack of my
ass.  He gently lowered himself onto me, his chest making firm contact with
my back and his legs laying directly on mine.  There we were...  three
totally-naked, hot sweating bodies...  laying across our motor home bed...
with me sandwiched in the middle of two hot hunks.  This had to be heaven!

   Andy's and my mouth made full contact as we passionately kissed each
other.  Our tongues slipped into each other's mouth, flipping back and
forth.  Andy's tongue seemed to reach the back of my throat.  I was
overwhelmed with passion by the feel of the two men sandwiching me between
them...  and making gentle love to me.  I wanted to please them and make
them glad that they had me between them.

   I felt my husband's lips kissing the back of my neck as his tongue
gently licked me every time his mouth would open.  He started a downward
movement across my back, kissing and licking as he went lower and lower
toward my quivering ass...  slowly raising himself off me.  I felt his
hands cupping the cheeks of my ass.  He slowly spread, then closed them as
he probed the crack of my ass with his tongue.

   As Andy and I continued our deep tongue-kisses, I felt my husband
re-position himself between my legs.  He spread them with a side-to-side
movement that I knew exposed my glistening wet pussy to him.  Lower and
lower his tongue went down the crack of my ass, past my pulsating hole to
my pussy.  I gasped as I felt his tongue enter me and flicker back and
forth across the lips of my pussy.

   As a natural reaction to the pleasure of my husband's probing tongue, I
raised my ass high in the air.  I knew it would also enabled him to stab
his tongue deeper inside me.  The raising of my ass also allowed Andy's
cock to move free between us.  My husband sucked on the lips of my pussy
and then swiped back and forth over the area between my ass and pussy.

   About that time, the head of Andy's cock made contact with the top of my
pussy.  It's hardness slightly spread my lips apart.  I felt my husband
continue to lick, kiss and suck me with wild passion...  even as I knew
that Andy's hard cock must have been just a fraction of an inch away from
his delightful action.

   Suddenly my husband pulled back, grabbed my legs and said, "Roll over."
I willingly did so, even though it meant breaking the hot kiss Andy and I
were engaged in.  As I rolled over, still keeping contact with Andy's body,
my husband positioned my ass above Andy's stomach, just above his swollen
cock.

   My legs were spread to the outside of Andy's body with my husband's hand
still holding them at the ankles.  I felt my husband's hands slowly move up
my legs past my knees to the upper part of my thighs.  He paused for a
moment to slowly caressed my inner thighs with his palms.  I looked down
across my body to see Andy's long cock pulsating up between my legs with
every beat of his heart.

   I felt my husband move his hands to my ass, separating me from Andy's
warm skin.  As he lifted my ass cheeks upward, I felt Andy's hands moving
toward my waist, helping to guide my wet pussy lower on his body...  to a
position just over his waiting cock.  The two men held me there for what
seemed like a lifetime, my pussy just an inch or so from Andy's young hard
cock.  As I kept looking down at my husband between my legs, he slowly
looked up at me with a mixture of wild but tender passion in his eyes.  His
head moved toward my crotch, and his lips made full contact with my
trembling pussy.  His eyes seemed to give me a warm smile as he peered over
my mons...  and as he gave me the most tender and gentle kiss I had ever
received.

   He pulled away as his hands started the lowering movement of my ass over
Andy's swollen cock.  Andy helped by pressing my back upward.  The head of
Andy's thick shaft again made contact with my pussy...  this time spreading
the lips of my wet opening.  The lowering movement slowed as I felt the tip
of Andy's thick cock enter me ever so slightly.  I felt myself hovering
there, still slightly suspended by my husband's hands...  feeling the round
tip of our new friend's hard cock at my wet opening.  I wanted it now.  I
couldn't wait any longer.  I wanted to feel him inside me.  I had finally
broken free from all of my inhibitions and self consciousness...  and I
wanted him to FUCK ME NOW!

   The lowering of my body finally continued, and I could feel his thick
cock head spreading my small, but well-lubricated pussy.  As the head of
his cock slowly entered me and started to spread me wider and wider,
feelings I have never had before ran through me.  I tingled from the top of
my head to the tips of my toes.

   Deeper and deeper he went into me, his large cock head probing all the
way up inside of me, opening my pussy more than it had ever been opened
before, until finally I had all of this wonderful cock inside me.  It was
there, deep in my hole...  hot, thick, throbbing, stretching me beyond
belief.  It felt SOOO good...  and it was all mine to fuck and enjoy until
I couldn't take it any more.

   My husband could tell that I had reached the ultimate high.  I was
beyond passion, beyond lust, beyond the reality of what was normal sex to
me.  I could tell that he loved the idea of me being turned-on like I'd
never been turned-on before.  After all, that's why he had allowed this to
happen.  It was for me, not for him!  His real and only fantasy was to
excite passions in me beyond my wildest imagination...  while watching me.
It excited him to no end.  He most definitely accomplished what he set out
to do, because I was going crazy with the wonderful feeling of this strange
cock inside me...  and I intended to fuck the both of them until we all
dropped.

   I was now sitting on top of Andy's crotch, my legs spread around his...
and his cock inside me as deep as it could go.  My crotch was grinding
against his pelvis.  I had all of his cock swelling in me.  It felt like I
had a large horse fucking me!  My hips couldn't help but react against this
massive shaft.  They started grinding against Andy's body.  Slowly I rocked
back and forth trying to force more of Andy into me as my legs spread wider
to let my pussy make full contact with the hot skin that lay beneath me.

   My eyes closed as my head leaned back and rolled from side to side.  I
was lost, I had no concept of reality.  I was moving in slow motion as
Andy's cock started to move in and out of me.  My husband's hands slipped
forward from my ass to the inner part of my thighs, holding my legs open as
he watched Andy's cock enter me just inches away from his face.

   My husband moved his face toward my pussy, and he touched my pussy lips
with his tongue...  just above Andy's cock.  I could feel the movement of
his tongue going up and down along the edges of my pussy as Andy was
fucking me.  I almost screamed from pure ecstasy.  Hot bolts flashed
throughout my body.  I could feel an orgasm building inside of me...  like
a volcano about to erupt.

   The movement of my husband's tongue on my pussy quickened as Andy's
stroking movements grew longer.  The two men were in perfect rhythm against
the insides and outsides of my sensitive pussy.  The tongue against my
pussy made small circular motions around my clit, as the cock inside of me
stretched my opening with every upward movement.

   I was rocking my pussy back and forth in time to Andy's upward thrusts
and my husband's licking movements.  I started moving a little faster.  I
had no control over what I was doing.  My body was reacting by itself to
the wonderful feelings of the cock deep inside of me and the tongue
pleasuring my pussy.

   My passion swelled as I fell backward onto Andy's muscular young chest.
The whole time my husband's tongue never missing a stroke.  My slowly
gyrating hips turned into a rapid bucking motion, slamming my pussy onto
Andy's cock, and sucking him deep as it probed my inner walls.  Andy pulled
his cock from within me with one quick giant stroke.  And, in a split
second, he rolled from under me and had me on my back beneath him.

   As he spread my legs with his, I reacted quickly by putting my hand
between us to find his slippery wet cock, and shoved it back where it I
wanted it...  deep inside my swollen wet pussy.  I raised my legs up around
his back and crossed them at my ankles to hold him inside me as he resumed
his furious pumping in and out of me.

   My husband stepped back and then sat on the bed next to us.  I moved my
head from under Andy's crushing chest to turn my head toward my husband, to
see what he was doing.  He was sitting naked, with his cock fully erect,
and enjoying a perfect view of my pussy getting rammed by our new young
friend.  He knew I was excited beyond belief.

   My mind swirled...  thinking about my husband sitting and watching this
young man make wild passionate love to me...  jamming his cock in and out
of my pussy...  while I moaned with pleasure.  With every downward stroke
Andy made toward me, I greeted him with an upward thrust of my pussy.  My
head was flying from side to side as waves of passion washed through my hot
sweaty body.

   Andy's stroking movements picked up pace.  They were longer and harder
strokes than before, driving his long, thick cock deeper and deeper inside
me.  I could feel the hard head of his cock pounding against the back of my
vagina...  and it felt wonderful!  My body was out of control.  My heals
dug deep into his back as I tried to get more of him into me.  I was
getting hotter and hotter as I lay under this hot, large-cocked man...  as
he was ravaging my pussy with his thick shaft.

   I was in ecstasy, thrusting harder and harder up against Andy's cock.  I
wanted it deeper in me.  I wanted all of it.  I pulled at Andy, grabbing
his waist and yanking him closer.  I could feel a gigantic orgasm building
inside of me with every stroke of Andy's thick cock.  Then it hit!  I went
wild with ecstasy.  I felt my pussy contract tightly around our new young
friend's cock.  My eyes clenched shut.  Andy felt my pussy contractions and
watched my face contort in the fullest of pleasure.  He continued pumping
stronger and deeper as the intensity of my orgasm grew.

   Then, with one final hard plunge, Andy's cock expanded within me and
exploded with blasts of his hot juices shooting against the upper back
walls of my pussy.  That just caused me to convulse again in a wonderful
final orgasmic reaction.

   Moments later, Andy rolled off of me to get his breath.  My husband
immediately leaned over and planted a loving kiss on my lips.  "Enjoy it,
baby?" he asked.  As my senses began to recover, a smile broke across my
face.  I reached out and drew his face to mine.

   "Thank you...  thank you...  thank you," I whispered to him.  Then I
gave him my most loving kiss.  When our kiss broke, I took my husband's
hand and led it to my overheated and very wet pussy.  "Feel what he did to
me," I whispered.  My wonderful husband just grinned as he scooped up some
of the juices running out of my pussy.  Then he spread the liquid...  a
combination of my juices and Andy's voluminous ejaculate...  over both of
my breasts.

   I watched as my husband lowered his head and sucked my nearest nipple
into his mouth.  About that time Andy recovered, rolled over, and took my
other nipple into his mouth.  I felt their hands gently caressing my body
as they both lovingly feasted on my breasts.  I was enjoying an unspeakably
wonderful afterglow.

   Finally, we all got up and used our small mobile home bathroom to clean
up.  Andy and my husband got their clothes on, returned to their seats, and
got us on the road again.  After I had finished cleaning up, I put my teddy
back on...  without snapping the crotch...  and put nothing else on!

   As my husband drove down the road, I went back up front and sat on
Andy's lap.  My husband noticed what I was wearing (and what I was not
wearing), and gave me an approving grin.  Andy kissed me and drew me close
with his arm around my shoulders, as I sat with my partly-opened legs
facing my husband.

   "I already thanked my husband," I told Andy, "but I also want to thank
you...  for allowing me to fulfill one of my favorite fantasies." Having
said that, I slipped off his lap and unzipped his shorts and spread the
opening.  His cock was hard again.  I pulled it out and sat back down on
his lap...  this time with my bare crotch straddling his legs, with his
young cock nestled between my legs.  Then I reached between my legs,
grabbed Andy's hard cock, and rubbed it against my pussy.  "Go for it
babe," Graham told me.  While smiling at my husband, I wiggled and adjusted
a bit until Andy's cock was once again buried up inside my pussy.  As it
had before...  it felt good...  REAL good!

   I rested back in Andy's arms, just quietly coupled that way.  He tweeked
my nipples as my husband continued to drive down the highway.  I caught my
husband wink his approval toward Andy.  I felt so good.  The hard cock
within me felt wonderful.  It felt so natural...  to ride along in the
darkness of the night...  bouncing a bit...  with our new friend's hard
cock motionlessly filling my pussy.  No orgasms this time.  Just
mini-tremmors of continuous sensual pleasure running through my nearly nude
body.

   A few miles further down the road, my husband said, "Hey Andy, how about
spending the night with us?  We can stop at a motel that has a king-sized
bed and room around it...  not so cramped as it was back there.  Then, you
can get back on the road again tomorrow."

   I looked back at Andy...  and he looked at me.  We both broke out
laughing.  "Sure," he said.  Then he squeezed my breasts as he said,
"Graham...  maybe this time we can let your beautiful wife experience
having both of us in her at the same time."

   "That's just what I was thinking," my loving husband quickly responded.

   "Babe," my husband said, "its probably 45 minutes before we get to a
town with decent motels...  so you may want to go back to bed and get some
rest before we get there.  Believe me, you'll need it," he said with a sly
grin.

   I kissed Andy gently on his lips...  then leaned over and quickly kissed
my husband on the lips before taking his suggestion.  Andy watched as I
went to the back, lay across the swaying bed, and turned out the light.

   While I lay there in the dark by myself, I ran my hand over my still wet
and hot pussy.  I smiled to myself as I remembered the extraordinary
pleasures my husband and Andy had treated me to just minutes before...  and
thought about what more would lay ahead at the motel.  My body was still
tingling.  My senses were still at a peak.  I decided I had better take my
hand away from my crotch...  or I would never relax and rest for whatever
was still ahead.

   As the headlights of passing cars flashed across the ceiling of our
motor home, I finally drifted off to sleep.  Later I learned that while I
slept, Andy and my husband had talked about what we had all done...  and
planned together about what they could do to/for me when we reached the
motel.

   When they found a suitable motel, they paid for the room, checked it
out...  even both took showers...  before coming back to the motor home to
wake me.  Then my loving husband wrapped me in my trench coat and carried
me to the room where Andy was waiting.

   They both kissed my sleepy eyes awake...  and gently stripped away the
teddy again.  I realized that they were freshly showered, and so I asked
them to stop while I took a quick shower.

   When I came out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around me, I
discovered that my husband had brought in a couple bottles of wine from the
motor home.  The guys...  both now nude...  had poured each of us a glass.
They handed me one, I sat down on the bed between them, and we toasted each
other.

   I told them both how much I had enjoyed our earlier "romp"...  and that
I really felt "naughty." My husband hugged me to him, kissed me, and
assured me that that kind of naughty sure was nice!  While still in my
husband's arms, I reached out and drew Andy close to me so I could kiss him
too.  He gently cupped my bare breasts as we kissed, with my husband's arms
still around me.

   We quickly downed the remaining wine, and the guys promptly laid me back
on the middle of the bed.  As if working by pre-arranged plans, Andy and my
husband cuddled up on either side of me and each began to suck on my
nearest breast while they ran their hands over my tummy, pussy and upper
thighs.

   Soon Andy turned around so his face was near my crotch, and his
semi-soft cock was near my shoulder.  He began to lick and suck my clit and
pussy lips.  He was so slow and gentle.  It felt great.  Meanwhile, Graham
drew me into his arms again and began kissing my forehead, cheeks, ears,
neck...  and finally my lips.  My mind began racing back and forth between
the good kisses we were sharing...  and the feel of Andy's tongue playing
on my clit and diving between my pussy lips.  My tongue met my husband's,
and we probed each other's mouths as the sexual tension built within us.

   I pulled back long enough to whisper "I love you" into my husband's ear.
"Babe," he whispered back, "the next several hours are for you...  I want
you to enjoy everything we both can do for you tonight...  because I love
you very much." I kissed him again.  "This is a unique opportunity we have
here with Andy," he whispered, "and I don't want you to miss out on one
moment of potential passion and pleasure."

   I reached down for his cock and found it already hard.  Then I reached
over for Andy's cock...  and found that it was beginning to get hard again
too.  I drew Andy's cock up toward my lips and began to kiss and lick it as
my husband held me and watched from just a few inches away.  I used one
hand to stroke the young man's beautiful cock, and used my other hand to
fondle and caress his nuts as I kissed the cock head.  It began to grow
under my ministrations.

   A few minutes later Andy was laying on his back...  at my request... 
and I mounted his cock while facing him.  It felt SO good to be in control
this time...  as I lowered and raised myself onto and up off of his
now-hard cock.  My husband just rested on his elbows on the bed next to
Andy, watching me enjoy the sensations of Andy's cock filling me and then
withdrawing from me.

   Periodically Andy would thrust his hips up as I came down, thus impaling
himself deep inside me.  Even though we were not vigorously fucking, at
those times I felt my pussy quiver and clench Andy's thick cock inside me.

   After maybe fifteen minutes of this "slow fuck" action, my husband lay
down on his back and asked me to lay on top of him in a "69" position. 
Quickly his tongue was exploring the inner walls of my pussy...  right
where Andy's cock had just been...  as I gave him one of my special blow
jobs.  I tried to focus on giving my husband a teasing and
pleasure-producing oral treatment...  and then I noticed that my husband's
tongue had worked its way to my puckered anus.  He licked the area between
my pussy and ass hole...  then used the tip of his tongue to nudge my anus
open.

   Soon I felt the bed move as Andy crouched behind me.  My husband had
motioned for him to press his still-hard cock against the rear entry to my
body that Graham had just moistened and caused to relax.  I felt my husband
grab my hips and pull me so my ass was in the air with my pussy again right
over his mouth.  His lips wrapped around my clit and he gently sucked... 
just as I felt the head of Andy's cock press against my rear entry.

   I kept sucking my husband's cock as I remembered how large Andy's cock
was.  `Would I be able to handle the size of his cock back there?' I
wondered.  Another pair of hands gripped my hips, and I felt an insistent
nudge by Andy's cock against my puckered hole.  I felt my husband move
slightly.  Andy's cock was moving away, and I felt my husband insert a
finger into my rear hole.  He had apparently applied a lubricant to his
finger.  It slid in easily...  with no pain.  Then I felt two fingers
sliding in and out.

   Suddenly my husband's fingers withdrew.  They were immediately replaced
by the head of Andy's cock.  This time as he pressed against me, the
lubricant my husband had applied let the head of Andy's cock slip past my
resistant sphincter.  He held it there...  the head just inside me...  for
a few seconds.  I resumed sucking and licking my husband's cock, and he
resumed his oral attentions to my pussy.

   My husband told me later that laying below me he could watch the young
man's rigid cock start its slow decent into my backside, with Andy's balls
nearly hanging in his face.  I felt the pressure, the fullness, and some
mild pain...  but I just held my breath as Andy sunk deeply into me in one
very slow, steady drive.

   The mild pain I had felt earlier, immediately turned into intense
pleasure at the fullness within me.  When Andy was all the way in, he
pressed his groin against my butt cheeks and held himself there while
holding tightly to my hips.

   I had stopped my oral ministrations to my husband's cock as Andy entered
me.  When I regained my composure, I simply said, "Wow!" "Does it hurt
babe?" my husband inquired from below me.  "No...  but I sure do feel
full!" I replied.

   Then my husband directed his comments to Andy...  "While I am still down
here to watch, give her a dozen long, deep strokes.  I want to watch your
hard cock plunge in and out of my loving wife's bung hole."

   Both men held my hips as Andy began to comply.  He pulled part way
out... and then lunged in to the hilt again.  I let out a gasp of pleasure.
I heard Andy say, "God, she is so tight...  so wonderfully tight.  It feels
so good to do it this way." Then he withdrew...  and plunged in again. 
Twice more.  Then he gave me a series of shorter, quicker in/out strokes...
finishing with another drill to the hilt.

   My body shook as an orgasm washed through me.  Andy held himself deep
inside me.

   "I've got to watch it or I am going to cum too fast," Andy said as he
held his crotch tightly against my quivering butt cheeks.

   "Stay right where you are Andy," my husband ordered, as he wiggled out
from under me.  I noticed that my husband's cock was as rigid as ever.  He
was enjoying my pleasure almost as much as I was.

   Quickly my husband twisted around, slid under me, and lined up his cock
with my pussy as he kissed me.  "Let me join you inside my lovely wife," he
said to Andy over my shoulder.  With that, my husband thrust his hard cock
up into my pussy, and I felt Andy press my butt down to assist Graham's
entry.  "I felt you slide inside her," Andy said with a bit of surprise in
his voice.

   My husband later told my that my face was flushed and my eyes were
flickering open and closed as he joined Andy within my lower body.  I only
remember that the sensations were more intense than I had ever felt.  I
felt fuller than ever before.  Trembles of pleasure were running wild
within me.  The two men just held themselves deep inside me for what seemed
like an eternity.

   Then it started.  Andy backed out a bit and began another series of
strokes in and out of my backside.  "God," my husband said, "it almost
feels like we are in the same hole...  I feel your every movement.  Does it
feel good to you honey?" I managed to gasp, "It feels FANTASTIC!"

   Andy began to lift my hips up just as he drove into me with each stroke.
That caused me to rise up just enough so that my husband's cock partly
withdrew from my pussy.  Then as Andy drive down tight against my buns
again, it caused me to literally suck my husband's cock back up inside my
vagina.  Graham helped by thrusting his hips up each time, driving as deep
as possible into me.

   My body seemed to quake again and again in repeated...  no, continuing
orgasmic bliss.  I can't tell you how many times I came before I felt
Andy's cock expand...  and then flush my bowels with a flood of his hot
semen.  That extra pressure caused my husband to explode inside my pussy.
The combination of sensations drove me over the top for one more fantastic
orgasmic release.

   We collapsed side-by-side onto the bed...  and just rested for many
minutes before any of us said anything.  Then Andy said.  "Wow!  I have
never had a woman grant me access to her rear entry before.  What a special
experience.  I am sure I will never forget this night." We washed up and
resumed our play in other variations for the next hour before finally
falling asleep with me in the middle between the guys.

   Early the next morning I awoke to the feel of Andy's hard cock poking
between my legs as I cuddled in my husband's arms.  Pretending to still be
partly asleep, I lifted my upper leg just enough to grant him easy access,
and I felt him gently slide into my pussy while I lay in my sleeping
husband's arms, facing his chest.

   This time I just lay there enjoying the feel of my husband's warm body,
while my pussy enjoyed being wakened to a youthful screwing.  I am sure
Andy thought I was mostly asleep.  He was pretty gentle...  until his final
thrust...  when he again emptied himself within me.

   When drained, Andy rolled over, faced away from me, and again went back
to sleep.

   I was the only one awake now.  I was so glad I was on "the pill," so I
could just relax and enjoy all that we had done the past 15 hours.  As I
lay there, I recounted the many new things I had just experienced...  and
had VERY MUCH enjoyed.  I tried, but I couldn't count the number of orgasms
my body had enjoyed since Andy entered our sex life.

   I finally fell asleep again.

   Later I awoke to find my husband's cock hard and nudging its head
between my pussy lips...  just as Andy's had done a few hours earlier.  I
responded, turned to lay under him, and welcomed him inside me again.  He
pumped me until we both enjoyed another blissful orgasm.

   Then we lay on our sides, facing each other and necking.  A renewed Andy
entered my pussy again from behind...  and this time he gave me a screwing
that must have lasted at least twenty minutes.  I came two more times, and
Andy made his final deposit within my very receptive pussy.

   After breakfast, we took Andy to the Greyhound station.  We exchanged
phone numbers and parted company.  The rest of that weekend Graham and I
spent a lot of time in the bed at the back of our motor home, but the
love-making was not nearly as intense and wild as it had been while we were
with Andy.  It was loving...  tender.  We repeatedly talked about what we
had done...  how it felt...  how it was good to occasionally do something
wild and sensuous...  and how we now would probably try such things again.



   We have.  About six months ago we got together with Andy again for one
long, wild night.  Through ads in a Swinger's magazine, we made contact
with three other guys who advertised their desire to join couples for MFM
threesomes.  After some phone conversations and a couple more letters, we
decided to meet Bob...  a married guy in his mid-40s.  Bob's wife is not
receptive to sex with others, so Bob discretely does his thing on his own.

   We met Bob at a motel lounge one evening for drinks.  He told us about
some of the other couples he had been invited to join in the past.  They
were interesting and stimulating stories.  He was so friendly...  and
handsome.  I finally whispered to Graham that we should see if we could get
a room right then...  so we could all play.  Less than thirty minutes later
we were all nude on a bed in one of the motel's rooms.  Bob was gently
kissing me all over my body as my husband held me and kissed me.

   Eventually we were all laying on our sides with me in the middle.  I was
facing Bob and nibbling on his ear when he lifted my upper leg over his. 
As he did, his long slender cock just seemed to glide between my pussy
lips. My husband just cuddled more tightly against my back.  He reached
around and played with my breasts as Bob gently fucked my very receptive
pussy.

   After a dozen or so slow, enjoyable strokes in and out of me, Bob said,
"Graham, reach your hand between your wife's legs and press it over her
pussy.  Feel how wet she is...  and feel the heat of my cock sliding in and
out of her."

   Hesitantly at first, Graham moved his hand down, and I raised my leg
slightly to grant him access to where my body was joined to Bob's.  "You
really are wet babe," he whispered into my ear.  Then I decided to
challenge him to do something we had talked about after our night of fun
with Andy.

   "Honey," I said, "why don't you wrap your hand around Bob's cock, with
the heal of your hand resting on the underside of my pussy...  so you can
be a part of his exploration of my pussy." Meanwhile, I reached back and
began to stroke my husband's growing erection with my free hand.

   I felt my husband press his hand further between my legs.  He told me
later that for a few moments he even cupped Bob's balls in his hand... 
before letting his hand drift back to where Bob was pressing his hard cock
as deep as possible into me.

   Then, as Bob renewed a stroking action, Graham tickled my pussy...  and
then pressed his hand gently against my pussy and allowed Bob's strokes to
pass through his palm as they entered me.  It was an erotic sensation,
having another man screw me ever so gently, and knowing that my husband's
hand was feeling every quiver of my body and every pulse of another guy's
cock...  right where the two of us were so intimately joined together.  I
even felt my husband's hand gently tighten around Bob's cock as it withdrew
from my pussy on a few strokes.

   Then my husband asked me to move my hand off his cock so he could press
his crotch more tightly against my backside.  I felt my husband use that
same wet hand that had been feeling the juncture of my connection with
Bob...  to moisten his own cock.  Then I felt his rock hard cock stabbing
at the area between my pussy and my anus...  and moving closer to my pussy.
"Good idea Graham," said Bob, "join me inside your wife's hot pussy. 
There's room for one more...  and it will feel great for all of us."

   The idea stunned me for a moment.  Surely two guys couldn't get into my
pussy at once...  could they.  My husband proved me wrong.  After a couple
thrusts (and a little help from one of Bob's hands), my husband's cock slid
into me...  right next to Bob's!  I really felt stuffed.  `Now this is some
sandwich,' I thought to myself.

   The two guys got into a rhythm, and soon my pussy was quivering with
pleasure.  The sensations were new...  and really super!  My body promptly
convulsed in an orgasm that left me seeing stars.  Within seconds I felt
both guys shoot a river of cum into me...  and I convulsed in pleasure
again.

   We have met with Bob several times since, and may soon meet one of the
other guys we corresponded with.  A couple of times Bob has positioned me
over my husband's cock as Graham lays back on the bed, with his legs
hanging off the end...  and then Bob uses his hand to guide my husband's
pre-lubricated cock up into my backside.  My husband and I enjoy anal sex
when we are playing alone together...  but it is so much more erotic when
someone else is assisting us in our "connection."

   Then, after I screw myself up and down on my husband's pole several
times, Bob likes to straddle Graham's legs and press his lengthy cock
against my parted pussy lips while he kisses me.  Usually that results in
Bob pressing me back onto my husband's chest...  and as Bob follows me, his
cock glides into my pussy.

   Oh, how I love that kind of `sandwiched sex." I love the feel of both
hot cocks inside of me at the same time!  When Bob starts pumping in and
out of me, it usually causes my husband's cock to get so stimulated that he
can't hold back...  and he unloads right up my ass.  That ALWAYS sets me
off...  and Bob usually continues to pump me to two or three more
earth-shaking orgasms before he explodes deep in my pussy.

   Oh, by the way...  sometime this summer, we hope to get together with
Andy again too.  He says he might bring his college roommate with him this
time.  That could be fun!

   Yes, our sex life has really changed in this past year.  Who would have
ever thought that this self-conscious "good girl" would ever open herself
to such unconventional pleasures.  I sure am glad I did!

   Graham tells me he is glad I did too...  because he says he really gets
turned-on by seeing me experience the intense levels of sexual fulfillment
that I am treated to when both he and another guy are pleasuring me
together.  And, he claims, because he genuinely loves to watch as other
guys share "the feminine charms" of his "beautiful, sensual wife." Who am I
to challenge his description?

   Naturally we use the utmost of discretion when we get together with
other guys.  We don't want to expose this side of our life to any family
members, work associates or neighbors.  But...  we do intend to continue
enjoying our new-found, shared adult pleasures.
   Signed - "Graham's Mrs."