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 Wife Sets Up FMF for Hubby

   The following report was written by Shelly (See story files 3-042A-C).
Her husband, Mitch, had encouraged her to experience some new guys/cocks,
so she thought it was only appropriate that she enable Mitch to enjoy some
new pussy.  This is her report (2009).

   Our first evening with Sara (yes, there were two others) happened last
year, after our wonderful trip to Las Vegas, where Mitch had allowed me to
experience two new lovers at once.  (We told you about that already.) When
we got back, I was so happy, so excited and so grateful to my wonderful
husband that I wanted to do something for him, to give him a gift.

   When we had first talked about opening up so I could play with other
men, I had been worried that Mitch would just use it to give him the OK to
go out and have affairs with other women behind my back, but that wasn't
true.  Mitch never once suggested, or even hinted that he'd like to
experience a new lover.  I don't mean that Mitch isn't a normal man.  He's
had lots of fantasies about fucking different women.  He's shared some of
them with me, and I wanted to make one come true.

   I told you before about Sara who works in the same office I do.  She's
really my best friend.  I had, over the weeks and months, very gradually
shared with Sara the details of the fun Mitch and I were having.  Her
reaction wasn't critical, but very curious.

   For example, when I told her about the first time I had Mitch present
and watching while I was fucked by a new lover, she became very excited and
wanted to know things like, "What was it like for you, knowing that Mitch
was watching?  Weren't you embarassed?  Were you able to respond to your
new lover?" I explanied that for me, it was very exciting to know that my
husband was also enjoying what I was doing, and that I can be as sexual as
I want, and he'll just enjoy it more.

   Sara is a little younger than I am.  She's a very petite woman, with
short, dark hair and a small, almost boyish figure.  She looks a little
like one of those French fashion models you see on TV, only shorter.

   Sara was married, but is now divorced with no children.  After we had
gotten to know each other, Sara had confided in me that she wasn't ready to
get married again, or even get into a serious relationship.  She wasn't
"looking for Mr.  Right." She just wanted to have fun evenings, including
sex, with some nice guys.  The problem she ran into was that if she dated
(and bedded) a guy a couple of times, he became poessessive, and wanted to
monopolize her, or move in with her.

   Mitch and Sara had met at the office Christmas party the year before,
which was before we had done anything but share fantasies.  Mitch commented
on the way home that Sara was probably a handful in bed.  I remember
wondering how he knew, since he and I had been together all evening, and we
only talked with Sara for a little while.

   Anyway, I agonized over how to ask Sara if she'd like to share my
husband for an evening, and I even asked you about it, Joan - remember? 
Finally, I invited Sara out for a drink after work, and just came out and
told her that I wanted to give an evening with her as a gift to Mitch, and
would she be interested?

   After asking if I was serious, right away she said she was interested.
She right away asked, "Where?" I said, "Our house." She wanted to know
where I'd be, and I said, "With you and Mitch." So we made a date for that
Saturday, and I went home to tell Mitch.  That week, we had some great sex,
as I teased Mitch with little word pictures of what he and Sara would
experience on Saturday.

   I bought Mitch a new satin dressing robe, very suave, and told him to
wear nothing under it.  Sara called twice Saturday afternoon.  First, she
wanted tips on things (sexual things) Mitch liked and didn't like.  Then
she called back to check on what perfume to wear.  She was just like I was
before Mitch and I went out to see if I could get picked up.





   Mitch was all nervous, too.  Finally Sara arrived, and I sat her on the
couch, while I took a chair across from her.  Mitch went to get us some
wine, and it was pretty obvious when he came back that he was supposed to
sit by Sara.

   We talked a while, about everything but sex.  Mitch was like a high
school boy.  He knew what he wanted, but he didn't know how he was supposed
to get it.  Finally, I said "Sara, Mitch is the most wonderful kisser. 
Show her, Mitch." With that, Mitch finally took Sara in his arms and kissed
her - and kissed her - and kissed here some more.

   His hand moved to cup her breast, and his fingers squeezed her nipple
through her white silk blouse and lace bra.  Her hand went down to feel for
his cock, going under his robe, and sighing when she found him hard for her
already.

   Now that things were happening, Mitch took charge like he usually does.
He stood up, gently pulled Sara to her feet, and said, "Lets go into the
bedroom." I had two scented candles burning, and by their flickering light,
I watched as Mitch and Sara kissed again, and their tongues twirled around
each others.

   Mitch started to undress her, hut Sara preferred to do it herself. 
Nude, she lay back on our bed, her eyes going from Mitch to me and back
again.  Mitch lay down on her left, and immediately lowered his lips to her
tiny pink nipple, and started teasing it with his tongue.  I came over to
the bed, and sort of sat or laid on Sara's right.  I took her hand in mine
and squeezed it.

   I felt so funny.  I was tremendously excited, I was still (just a
little) afraid that Sara would come between Mitch and me, and I was sort of
proud of Mitch's making Sara moan and was happy for him.

   Mitch's hand went down to the Sara's tiny patch of pubic hair, and her
legs opened to give him access.  Mitch began to very, very gently touch
Sara's clit.  His finger was coated with her moisture, and then he slowly
let two fingers go into her.  Sara's hand squeezed mine even more tightly
as Mitch went in and out of her.

   I knew what I'd wanted at that point, and I was sort of willing Mitch to
go ahead and mount her.  Finally, after Sara was moaning and bucking her
hips, Mitch went between her legs.

   Sara lifted her legs and let go of my hand to reach down and guide my
sweet Mitch into her.  I wanted to join them, to kiss Sara or Mitch, to
touch her little girl breasts, but I didn't know if it would be welcome,
and I didn't want to break the wonderful mood as they moved seperately...
but together...  toward their fulfillment.

   Sara began fucking Mitch faster, urging him to go deeper, harder.  Then
she screamed, though not at full volume, and clasped Mitch into her fully
with her hands on his bottom and her legs around his legs.  Mitch lowered
himself fully onto her, and held her as her orgasm came and faded.  They
kissed again, more softly, and then Mitch began fucking her again.

   It started slowly, but picked up speed, and I knew he was building
toward his eruption.  Mitch gave a groan, and pushed into Sara fully, and I
knew he was emptying himself into her.  They lay together again, and
kissed, and then Mitch rolled off her.  Sara closed her legs right away, to
avoid making a mess on the bed.

   They both looked at me, but didn't say anything.  I knew they were
waiting for my reaction to their loving.  I said, "Was that as wonderful
for both of you as it looked?" Sara first, and then Mitch told me how
woderful it had been, and how grateful they were to me for making it
possible.

   Sara got up and went into the bathroom to wash, I got Sara a peignoir,
and I put on a robe.  Then we all went back to the den for more wine.  This
time we all sat on the couch, and Mitch cuddled and kissed both of us.

   After a while, we all started getting aroused again.  I went down on the
floor betweeen Mitch's legs, and licked the bottom of his hard cock.  Sara
was watching, so I invited her to join me.  We took turns licking his
beautiful cock, and then each of us took him in our mouths and explored how
he felt.

   I decided it was time to go back into the bedroom.  There Sara and I lay
side-by-side.  Mitch was at the foot of the bed, and asked us both to
spread our legs for him, which we did.  He said, "Your turn," to me, and
moved to lick my clit.  As he started to suck and lick me, I felt Sara roll
over and take my breast in her hand and then lower her lips to my nipple.

   I'd only had one other sort of experience with another woman, and that
was just a little exploration when I was a teenager.  The combination of
Mitch's magical tongue on my clit and Sara's feminine lips sucking my
nipple was just wonderful.  I wanted it to go on forever.  But then, as my
excitement grew, I wanted Mitch inside me.

   I pulled his head up, and guided his cock to my opening.  Sara bent down
and kissed me, just as Mitch penetrated me.  Oh my!  Her lips were soft,
and her tongue was gentle as it caressed mine.  Before I knew it, I felt my
body responding more and more, and then I came.  Oh, did I come!

   Sara released my lips, so Mitch could claim them, and we clung to each
other.  As I came down, I whispered, "Lie back, dear," to Sara, and then I
reached down, and pulled one of her legs open, so Mitch could lick her
pussy.

   That time, I took her nipple in my mouth, and tongued it and sucked it
as Mitch flicked his tongue over her clit.  Then he came up, and I reached
down and guided Mitch's (still hard) cock to her opening.  As he entered
her, I kissed Sara, and let our tongues meet.  I felt I was a part of their
loving, their coupling, as I caressed her breast and watched Mitch's cock
going into her again and again.

   As before, it wasn't long before Sara came again, though this time, her
scream was much smaller.  Mitch started to pull out of her, but I told him,
"Go head and finish withn Sara, darling.  She wants you to, don't you
Sara?" Sara whispered, "Oh yes, please come inside me."

   Mitch rolled Sara over onto her hands and knees and entered her from
behind.  I tried to kiss her, but Mitch was pounding her too hard for us to
connect.  I was going to move, so I could actually see Mitch going into
her, but I didn't get a chance.  Mitch gave his lovely growl/groan, and his
semen flowed into her.

   They rolled over onto their sides with Mitch still inside her.  Sara and
I just looked at each other.  We finally got up, and got dressed.  Mitch
and I both kissed Sara goodbye, and told her how wonderful an evening it
had been, and then Mitch and I went off to bed.

   Remember I was worried Mitch might like her more or something?  Mitch as
always was the best lover afterward, and never mentioned Sara unless I did
first.  We got together again twice.  Right now, I'm going to go attack
Mitch.  I always get so excited writng these reports.
   Love, Shelly