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 The First Time I Fucked a Guy In Front of My Hubby

   Back when my husband first began to hint that he might like me to have
sex with other men, I must say I was a little confused by it.  I had been
brought up to assume that being married meant that I would never be able to
consider such things, and still stay married that is.

   I was very happy with my marriage to Pete, and wasn't interested in
risking it for anything.  That is not to say that I was never sexually
attracted to other guys.  I just considered sexual fidelity to be an
inescapable part of the marital arrangement.

   That began to change when we had our first swapping experience with
another couple.  One night after going out dancing with a couple who were
our best friends at the time, we ended up coming back to our place and
swapping partners for the night.  We had all had a little too much to
drink, which certainly helped it along.  Nevertheless, all of us were
well-aware of what we were doing, and sincerely wanted to do it at the
time.

   Surprisingly enough, that first experiment worked out very well,
considering it was the first time for both us and the other couple.  We all
had a lot of fun with it.

   The next day, once we got over the initial shock at what had transpired.
All four of us were very happy with it, and excited about the possibilities
in the future.  Pete was extremely pleased and excited about how well I did
with Rick, and how much fun I had doing it.  In fact, he was more excited
about my newly-expressed willingness and enthusiasm for sex with other men
than he was about his own possibilities of having sex with other women.

   Wow, pleasing my man by having sex with other men.  It almost boggled my
mind at first, but I soon began to appreciate and accept his perspective.

   I still didn't fully understand it, but I came to know that he was truly
sincere, and very pleased and excited about the expansion of my sexual
horizons.  Happily, he didn't think less of me.  Quite the contrary, he
seemed to appreciate and admire me more than ever.  How could I complain?

   A week or two after that, Pete brought up the possibility of my having
sex with another one of his friends, Rodney.  In fact, Rodney was an old
friend to both of us, going back to when we were single.

   I was in the same class as Rodney in high school, and Pete got to know
him well when they both got their first full-time job at the same company.
Pete was so happy when I agreed, especially when I assured him that I
really wanted to, that I wasn't doing it just to please him.

   I remember the day it happened like it was yesterday.  Our daughter was
away at school, and Pete and I were both on a day off from work.  Rod was
off as well that day, and Pete had asked him to come over to help with a
home renovation project he had going.

   Pete had discussed the possibilities with Rod before, so he had a pretty
good idea what might happen.  I had no doubt that Rod would want to have
sex with me.  We had teased each other with hints and sexual innuendos for
years.  We liked each other, and were attracted to each other sexually. 
Nothing had ever happened between us, and both of us had accepted that
nothing ever would after I got married to Pete.

   I was wet with excitement before Rodney even got there.  I put on my
sexiest lingerie, with a mini-skirt and button-up blouse over top, and a
pair of sexy high-heeled shoes.  When Rod arrived, Pete told him that there
was something else he wanted to do before they got started on the project.
When I walked out into the kitchen to greet Rod, he almost fainted.  All he
could do was nod his head and stammer about how great I looked.

   We played a game of strip poker and, although I am normally very lucky
at cards, for some reason it wasn't very long before I was stripped down to
just my lingerie.  It was a red lacy chemise type of garment, mostly
see-through, with just a thong between my legs.

   My tits and pussy were plainly visible, and neither of the guys could
take their eyes off me.  Both were sporting big erections.  Pete was
shuffling the cards for another hand when I moved over and unzipped
Rodney's pants, freeing his throbbing hard cock.  He had a nice sized
member, and I was pleasantly surprised when I saw it.  I immediately bent
over and took it into my mouth and began sucking it like a big lollipop.

   I was on fire.  I wanted Rodney's cock inside me more than almost
anything at that moment.  Knowing my husband would be pleased with my
unabashed sexuality, I didn't waste any time.

   I led Rodney by his cock into the bedroom, and lay back on the bed with
my knees pulled up and my legs spread wide.  The thong of my lingerie was
loose enough to be easily pulled over to allow access to my pussy, which
was literally dripping with excitement.

   We fucked for a long while, with Pete watching wide-eyed, his stiff cock
in his hand.  Rodney surprised me a little with his stamina, and I lost all
track of time until I heard Pete say that we were running out of time and
had to finish up.

   Our daughter was due to arrive home on the school bus around 3:20 PM,
and by then it was a few minutes after 3.  Rodney started fucking me with
renewed vigor, and within a minute we both came.

   I had cum several times before, but the feel of his cock spasming with
his orgasm and spurting me full of semen pushed me over the edge again...
to an absolutely explosive climax.

   By the time we came to our senses, we had to hustle to clean up and get
ready.  When my daughter, about eight-years-old at the time, arrived home,
everything was perfectly normal.  Pete and Rodney were in the basement
working, and I was dressed in a pair of jeans and a T-shirt.

   I could feel Rodney's load oozing out into my panties, but I kept as
much inside me as I could, hoping that Pete would have a chance to fuck me
while it was still there.  There was something that felt very naughty about
having sex with my husband, my pussy was lubricated by another man's cum.

   I was beginning to understand my husband's strange desires a little.  I
thought he would appreciate it, and a couple of hours later I found out
that I was right.

   That was the very first time I was fucked by another man in front of my
husband.  It has happened on many occasions since that afternoon back in
1999, but I'll never forget that first time.  It felt like the beginning of
something good, and our experiences over the years since then have proven
how true that feeling really was.

   Jenny