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 Me, My Hubby, and My Girlfriend...  Sharing Pleasure

   My husband was out of town for the weekend, and my friend, Shelly, had
spent the night with me.

   I woke up the next morning to the sound of rain on the roof, and the
feel of a finger stroking my pussy.  My pussy was very wet, so I suspected
that the stroking had been going on for a while...  but I'm not one to
complain.

   My hubby and I have enjoyed an open relationship for many years.  He has
treated me to a number of male-female-male threesomes with a variety of his
friends and acquaintances.  They always gave lots of pleasure to my
sensuous 37-year-old body.

   The night before was a night I had decided to sleep with a female friend
I had known for some years...  a friend who knew of the open relationship
my husband and I share...  but a gal with whom neither my husband nor I had
ever shared intimacies.

   That night Shelly and I had shared a few bottles of wine, discarded our
clothes, and slipped into bed together.  She allowed me to explore her body
with my hands and tongue...  and eventually she allowed herself to explore
my body.  It had been a delightful night.

   That following morning I lay still, and just enjoyed Shelly's attention
to my body for a while.  But when she zeroed in on my clit, and started
kissing the back of my neck, I couldn't help myself...  I started to moan
softly.

   "Cum for me!  I want your cum for my breakfast," she commanded.  It was
all I could do to keep from coming that instant.  "I will, if you let me
have yours," I replied.

   "I promise," she answered.  Just in time too, because I couldn't hold
back any more.  My moans turned into a low scream, and Shelly, having
learned me by then, immediately moved down, yanked my legs apart.  She dove
face first into my pussy.  She licked up ever drop of juice that poured out
of me, while her finger stroked my clit.

   I came again as she moved to kiss my ass.  To my delight, she shoved her
tongue into my hole, while her finger tapped out a gentle rhythm on my
clit. Not a single thought crossed my mind at that moment.  But later I
couldn't help thinking how nice it was that she'd taken to girl-girl
intimate play so quickly.

   I'd entertained a few women who'd gotten too embarrassed or ashamed to
repeat a first encounter, even though they'd obviously enjoyed it
immensely. I was very happy that Shelly didn't seem to be one of them.

   After I'd recovered a bit, I turned to kiss Shelly on the lips.  Then I
started to work my way down her body, tasting every inch.

   When I'd made her cum (the hardest orgasm I'd seen her have yet), we got
up and had breakfast.  We ate lightly that morning, and sat at the table
(still naked), just chatting and listening to the rain patter on the
windows.  We were almost done when the phone rang and I went to answer it.

   It was my husband.  "How's the weekend going?" he asked.

   "Great!  I think you're going to enjoy the reports I have for you when
you get home." I winked at Shelly as I said that.  She giggled.

   "That good, huh?  Wish I was there with you two."

   "Aren't you having any fun with Arnie?"

   "Well, Arnie managed to break his ankle, trying to show off while we
were jogging this morning.  We just got back from the emergency room, and
he's on painkillers, so there's no point in hanging around here.  I
checked, and I can get an earlier flight.  So I wanted to let you know I'd
be home around one o'clock or so.  I'd love it if you could get Shelly to
hang around."

   "I'll try, but I'm not sure I can."

   "If you can't, you can't.  It would just be fun to come home to the both
of you, especially after being in the ER all morning."

   "I'll try..." I repeated.

   "Okay.  See you soon!"

   "Have a safe flight!"

   After I hung up I told Shelly what had happened, and that my husband was
going to be coming home early...  but for the moment I left out the part
where he wanted me to convince her to stay.

   "What time will he be home?" she asked.

   "About one o'clock, give or take," I answered.

   Shelly sighed.  "So, I guess our day is going to get cut short.  Well,
at least we had most of the weekend...  and it's only ten o'clock.  I'll
bet we can squeeze in a little more fun before I have to leave."

   "You know, you don't have to go anywhere.  And you've got a little while
to think about that in any case."

   Shelly didn't answer.  I let her consider while I cleaned up the
kitchen. She was still thinking it over when I went to stand behind her,
bent down, and cupped my hands around her breasts while I pressed my cheek
to hers.  "Want to go squeeze in some more fun?" I whispered in her ear.

   She smiled a lovely smile up at me.  So I took her hand and led her to
the bathroom so we could shower together.  We played and splashed for a few
minutes like little girls, before getting down to the serious business of
washing each other.

   I can still feel my hands slipping over her body, cleaning every crevice
as thoroughly as I could, and then standing there leaning against the wall
while she took care of me.  She was every bit as careful with me as I had
been with her.

   I was very close to an orgasm when Shelly turned off the water and
reached for a towel.  "I don't want to suck on a wrinkled prune!  Let's dry
off, and go have some fun," she said

   I groaned.  "But I was soooo close," I complained.

   Shelly grinned wickedly at me.  "I know," she murmured in my ear.

   Oh, she was getting waaaaayyyy too good at this.

   We raced to the bed.  She beat me there, and insisted that that meant I
had to let her make me cum first.  "I want you nice and tasty for your
husband when he gets home," she explained.

   "I'd rather make you all nice and tasty for my husband," I told her. 
"He'd really love to come home and find you all ready for him."

   Then Shelly shocked the hell out of me by saying, "Well, if you're sure
he'd like me..."

   I had to fight to keep from attacking her at that moment.  I literally
wanted to jump on her, pin her down, and make her cum a hundred times for
even thinking about letting my husband fuck her.  Ever since Shelly opened
herself to sharing intimacy with me, I had been envisioning a night of
sharing her with my husband.  But I managed to hold myself in check, if
only barely.  I told her, "I am absolutely positive he will like you.  Not
a doubt in my mind."

   "Well...  I feel guilty not having anyone to swap with you.  I don't
want you to feel left out," she answered.

   I laughed at her worried expression.  "Don't worry about that at all. 
You have a good time, and I promise you I will have a wonderful time!"

   "And your husband will have a good time, too...  right?"

   "Oh, Honey, he's gonna think he died and went to heaven!" I assured her.

   "What do you think he'd do if he found both of us in bed together?"
Shelly asked.

   "He'd dive right in with us, of course!" I laughed.  "And probably head
straight for you.  I know he'd really want to get to know you better."

   "You mean fuck me?" she asked.  It was the first time I'd heard her use
that word.

   "Of course...  but not just that.  Once he knows how close you and I
are, he's going to want to be close to you, too."

   "And you're okay with letting him fuck me first...  or, I should say, at
all?" she asked.

   "Absolutely," I answered.  "I love watching him have his fun.  I know
he'll take good care of me too.  That boy's got stamina!"

   We both giggled a bit.  Then Shelly said, "Well, if he's going to fuck
me first, then I'd better make sure you cum now.  Let's go...  lie down. 
We've only got about an hour before he gets here."

   I felt my lips curve in a huge smile.  "Yes, ma'am!" I answered, and
obeyed her order as fast as I could.

   "Good girl!" Shelly praised, as her fingers stroked my hair and her lips
moved to my left nipple.



   My husband got home a little after one o'clock, and found me sitting,
fully dressed, in the living room.  I'd had Shelly move her car around
behind the shed, so he wouldn't see it.  She was hiding in the bedroom.

   I greeted him when he came in with a big hug and kiss.

   "I can smell her on you," my husband informed me.  "I'll bet you had a
great weekend.  I wish she were ready for both of us.  It would've been a
great way to end the weekend."

   "Mmmm..." I answered, noncommittally.  "But I'm glad you're home,
anyway. I'm sure that if we work at it, we can find a way to end the
weekend on a good note."

   "Yeah, we're creative people.  What do you think we should do?" he
asked, raising his eyebrows at me.

   I laughed, pulled away from him, and ran into the bedroom.  He laughed
and chased me, catching me at the door, scooping me up in his arms and
kissing me passionately.  He started to carry me to the bed...  when he saw
that it was already occupied.  He froze.

   "Surprise," I said to my husband, kissing his cheek.  "I've had fun all
weekend.  Now it's your turn."

   Shelly was lying on top of the covers of the made bed, completely naked,
reading a book.  She looked up as if there was nothing out of the ordinary
about the situation and said, "Hi" to my husband.  Then she looked back
down at the book, obviously fighting a grin as she did so.

   My husband looked at me as if he wanted confirmation of what he was
seeing.  I smiled, hugged him, and whispered, "Go slow," into his ear... 
knowing he would understand what I meant, and take it easy with Shelly.

   My husband kissed me hard.  Then he put me down and went over to the
other side of the bed.  Shelly looked up from her book again and smiled at
him.  He smiled at her and said, "I'm getting the impression you'd like to
have a little fun with me and my wife.  Am I right?"

   Shelly smiled shyly at him, and then looked at me.  I nodded my
encouragement toward her.  She held out her hand to me.  I climbed onto the
bed to take it.  My husband watched with a gentle smile on his face as I
kissed each of her fingers and said, "It's okay, whatever you want to do.
And it's okay whatever you don't want to do, too.  No pressure, remember?"

   Shelly took a deep breath and nodded.  "I want to, I really do.  I'm
just a little nervous.  I'm not really sure where to start here."

   "Well, I don't know about you, but when I fuck my husband, I like him to
be naked.  So that's one place you could start," I suggested.

   Shelly looked at my husband, who grinned back at her.  He said, "Do you
want to do the honors, or shall I?"

   Shelly grinned back and said, "You do it.  Show me what you've got all
wrapped up there."

   "My pleasure!" my husband said, as he hopped off the bed and went over
to the stereo and found some good dance music.  He started to do a
striptease for the two of us.  During his strip, he was deliberately
silly...  doing things like pulling his shirt up over his head, but then
pretend to have trouble pulling it all the way off, stumbling around blind
for a minute, until Shelly or I laughingly came to his rescue and helped
him remove the recalcitrant garment.  But even with his antics, it didn't
take long for him to get down to his tidy-whities.

   "Anyone want to help me with these?" my husband asked, with a wink to
Shelly, as he came to stand next to her side of the bed.  "I think this
will be an awfully big job for just one person."

   "Go ahead...  help him out," I encouraged her.  She'd kept close to me
the whole time, holding my hand (unless one of us was actively undressing
my husband).  "You're curious about it, aren't you?  Here's your chance to
satisfy your curiosity."

   Shelly seemed to be feeling a bit more relaxed by then.  My husband is
great at that with his ready smile and friendly, open manner.  She let go
of my hand to slowly help my husband peel off his underwear.  Hubby was
really ready!  His cock barely missed slapping her in the face when it was
released from its confinement.  And once it was released, Shelly didn't
seem to be able to take her eyes off of it.

   "Thank you, Shelly...  that feels so much better," he told her, trying
to catch her gaze with his own.

   "You're welcome," Shelly responded...  blushing and still unable to look
away from his cock.

   "It feels nice, too," I said softly.  I didn't want to make my presence
too strongly felt.  I just wanted to help her get comfortable with my
husband, since she seemed interested, and he definitely was.  I knew I
would join them later, if everything went the way I hoped.

   Without looking at me, Shelly reached out to take my husband's cock in
her hand.  She started sliding her fingers up and down the shaft.  I could
tell her nipples were stiffening up, and I could smell the fragrance of her
pussy warming up.  I had to stop myself (thinking how tasty it would be
right then), to keep from jumping her.

   My husband climbed onto the bed and laid back, letting Shelly continue
giving his cock all the attention she wanted to give it.  Shelly warmed to
her task, and before long she was bending over to kiss the head, before
moving down the shaft to his balls.

   Earlier, while she and I were waiting for my husband to arrive, I had
told her how my husband liked his balls fondled.  She gave them her
undivided attention...  kissing them...  licking them...  stroking the
backs of those luscious sacks, while she sucked on the front.  My mouth was
watering just from watching her.  My husband looked at me and winked before
he closed his eyes.  I knew he was enjoying her ministrations.  That made
me happy!

   Shelly then started working her way back up his cock to the head, which
I could see was leaking a stream of pre-cum.  She cleaned it all up, and
then, without any preamble, slid her mouth over my husband's 9-inch cock
until I could see it bulging in her throat.

   Damn!  I felt a flash of jealousy rush through me.  I'd always wanted to
be able to do that to my husband, knowing how much he loves it.  After a
minute though, I calmed down and reminded myself that was another excellent
reason for having Shelly join us.  She'd be able to take his cock as deep
down her throat as he wanted to slide it.  Maybe she'd be able to teach me
how to do it.  But even if she couldn't, at least she'd be able to give him
that particular brand of pleasure.

   My husband groaned as she started sliding her head up and down in long
strokes.  A minute later my husband reached for her head and started
pulling her in a faster, harder rhythm.  I noticed Shelly look up into his
eyes.  She pulled her head up in even longer strokes, close to popping off
his cock as she moved faster, up and down...  up and down.  I couldn't stop
watching them both.  My pussy was soaking my jeans.

   I knew when my husband was about to squirt his load into her mouth, and
I focused on his face as his cum spurted out of his rock-hard cock.  Out of
the corner of my eye, I could see that Shelly had trouble keeping up with
it all.  It dripped out of her mouth and down my husband's cock, pooling on
his stomach and around his balls.

   I didn't consciously plan to join them yet, but I found myself on one
side of my husband, helping to lick his cum off of him, with Shelly on the
other side of his cock doing the same.  At one point, our gazes met.  We
smiled at each other, while my husband ran his hands through the hair on
both of our heads.

   When every drop of my husband's cum was gone, I asked Shelly if she
wanted to ride his nice thick cock.  His cock re-stiffened immediately as
he heard my suggestion.  Without looking at my husband, Shelly said she'd
love to ride his cock...  if it was okay with me.  I saw my husband
smiling. He had absolutely no objection to being used as a sex object.

   "I told you already...  it's fine with me.  Go ahead and enjoy
yourself!" I told her.

   "What about you?" Shelly asked, "You're being left out."

   "Well, if you're okay with it, then I'd love to join in."

   Shelly smiled at me.  "I'd love it if you would join in.  Is there
something I can do for you?"

   "You just ride that cock for me.  I'll join in when I'm ready.  Come
here, I'll help you climb on board," I suggested.

   Shelly got up on the bed, and I helped her straddle my husband, facing
him, so that he could see her breasts jiggling as she rode him...  a sight
I know he enjoys.  I made sure I got a couple of good strokes of her clit
as I guided him inside of her dripping pussy.  I smiled to my husband as
she groaned at my touch, and as she felt his cock filling her up.  My hubby
smiled back and winked at me, then sighed and closed his eyes.

   I moved back to enjoy the view as Shelly started riding up and down on
my husband's cock.  Her athletic legs gave her plenty of strength to ride
him, and from the looks on both of their faces, they were both getting a
great deal of pleasure from their coupling.  I enjoyed my own warm glow
from watching them get off as they fucked each other in front of me for a
few minutes.

   After a bit, I realized that my husband was closer to cumming than
Shelly was, and I wanted to correct the situation, to help them cum
together.  I moved closer to them and straddled my husband's legs behind
Shelly.  I wrapped my arms around her waist, rising and falling with her as
my hands slid forward and closed around her breasts.

   I fondled her breasts for a minute before letting my hands drop down to
her pussy.  I didn't stampede her clit just yet, since my husband wasn't
quite ready himself.  But I explored her pussy lips, feeling how they were
wrapped around my husband's stiff cock.

   Shelly moaned when I started kissing her back.  As I peeked around her
to look at my husband, I saw that his eyes were half-open.  He was watching
us intently.  Even though I was touching every inch of her that I could
reach, I didn't try to let Shelly cum, until my husband said to me, "Make
Shelly cum with me, baby.  I want you to make her cum with me...  now... 
now baby...  do it now!"

   Hearing his request, I moved around in front of Shelly and bent down to
rest my head on my husband's stomach.  Each time Shelly slid down my
husband's cock, I flicked her clit with my tongue...  as fast as I could...
smiling as she moaned with each stroke I managed to catch.

   When she rode up his cock, I licked her pussy juice off of him, tasting
his pre-cum mingled in.  Boy was he ready!  A few more strokes like that,
and they both climaxed.  I eagerly lapped up every drop as they groaned and
spasmed in their pleasure.

   When Shelly was done, she let herself fall forward onto my husband's
chest.  I smiled to see his arms wrap around her, and his lips caress her
forehead.  If Shelly didn't freak out after she left (always a
possibility), he and I were definitely going to have one hell of a good
playmate to enjoy together!

   I let them relax like that for a moment, before crawling between
Shelly's legs to see that my husband hadn't slipped out of her yet.  My man
stays harder for longer than any other guy I've ever known.  I started
gently licking both of them clean while they rested.

   I wasn't really trying to arouse them again...  yet...  but some things
can't really be helped.  As I worked to get every bit of their juices, I
could feel them starting to stir above me.

   "Hey, Love...  come up here with us," my husband called softly to me.

   "I'm busy right now," I replied, "You two relax and take it easy for a
bit."

   "I want you up here with us, too," Shelly added.

   "Give me a minute, guys.  You both taste so delicious.  I want to finish
up first.  Then I'll come lay with you," I answered.

   They allowed me a few minutes to satisfy my cravings before again
insisting that I come lay beside them.  By that time I was just finishing
up, and acceded to their demands.

   "You're still dressed," my husband observed, "How did that happen?"

   I kissed him and replied, "You two were kind of busy with each other. 
No worries."

   Looking into Shelly's eyes, my husband said, "We're gonna have to reward
her for that, aren't we, Shelly."

   Shelly looked up at me as she answered.  "Definitely!" She unwrapped one
nicely muscled arm from around my husband's neck and reached for the top
button on my blouse.  She played with it for a moment before working it
loose.  Then she went onto the next one...  and the next.

   My husband helped her undress me, until I was completely naked alongside
of them.  "Now," he murmured, "What are we going to do to you?" His eyes
smiled, and I suspected he already had the answer.

   Shelly asked him, "Do you have any ideas how to take care of her right
now?"

   "Why don't you get on the other side of her?" my hubby suggested.

   Shelly climbed over me, after my husband grabbed her, kissed her
thoroughly, and then let her go...  to lay against my right side, while my
husband pulled my legs apart, and caught my left arm under him, pinning me
down.  He directed her to do the same on the other side.

   Without a word, my husband started kissing my lips, then moved over my
jaw...  my neck...  my shoulders...  mmmm.  I closed my eyes and enjoyed
his touch.  I really had missed him while he was gone.  Next thing I knew,
Shelly was echoing his caresses on my other side.

   Oh, boy...  being caressed by two people I love is one of my absolute
favorite things...  especially if I just have to lie there and receive...
not even be allowed to give back.  I kept my eyes closed and lost myself in
the sensuality of the moment as two pairs of lips played over my body.

   Part of me wanted to relax while the other, more insistent part of me
wanted to race toward the orgasm I knew would be coming shortly.  Whenever
I started to get close to that intoxicating ending, my husband would shift
to a less sensitive location for his ministrations, and encourage Shelly to
do likewise.

   Eventually, they had covered every inch of the front of my body, except
for my clit, which neither of them touched.  My husband told me it was time
for me to turn over.  I groaned, but didn't resist, as my husband helped me
roll over and pinned me down again, while Shelly again copied his actions.

   With my face pressed into the pillow, I felt two sets of lips moving up
and down my spine.  I am so sensitive there that I can almost cum just by
that type of treatment alone.  But my husband had spread my legs again, and
was stroking my backdoor with one finger.  I'd seen him wet it in Shelly's
mouth.

   Before long they were as horny as I was, and my husband ordered me to
raise my ass for them.  He didn't need to give much encouragement to get
Shelly to slide her tongue up and down my dripping crack.  She still
refrained from touching my clit.

   My husband promised her that treat when I was ready.  She covered every
inch of my smooth pussy while my husband continued to kiss my back and
buttocks, while fingering my ass.  He slid his finger in just a little way,
to tease me...  and then pulled it back out.

   When I started moaning, my husband told Shelly, "Listen to that moan. 
She's gonna cum soon for us, and give us all the pussy juice we can handle.
Are you ready for her to cum for us, Love?"

   "Yes, I think she should cum for us right now!" Shelly answered eagerly.

   I heard my husband say, "I want to watch you make her cum, Love.  Her
clit still hasn't been stroked at all.  Would you like to do the honors?"

   I felt Shelly move toward my clit.  I felt fingers spread my lips apart.
I felt my juices drip down from the top of my labia.  But Shelly's lips
quickly caught those drops, and she started working her way around my
clit...  not quite touching it yet, but definitely getting closer... 
closer.

   Another moan escaped my throat.  A quick flick of her tongue almost
brought me off...  but then she pulled away, and I felt her come around
close to my face.  I felt her warm breath on my ear as she whispered, "I
love you, baby.  I want to make you as happy as you've made me.  Now I want
you to cum for your husband and me."

   I could imagine my husband smiling when she did that.  His fingertip was
still teasing my ass, but it moved a little faster, and he started kissing
up and down my spine again as Shelly repositioned herself between my legs.
"Cum for us, baby," my husband ordered.  "Cum for us now!" he said, and he
plunged his finger all the way up my ass as Shelly's lips encircled my clit
and started sucking firmly on that little diamond-hard pebble between my
legs.

  
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh....aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh.....aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh
hh!" I screamed, as I obeyed him (as I almost always did), and released a
flood of cum onto Shelly's face as she lapped it all up.

   The sound of her tongue was so exquisite that it immediately brought me
to another orgasm.  My husband's hand found my nipple to caress and pinch
while I came for them a third time.  I came one last time when Shelly
started moving her lips up and down my hard little clit, riding it the same
way she'd ridden my husband's cock.  She grazed my tiny, tender organ with
her teeth.

   I was out of breath, and my face was still buried in the pillow after
that explosion.  I thought they were going to let me rest, but then I heard
Shelly telling my husband to fuck me hard.  I felt him come up behind me. I
could feel Shelly's hands spreading my pussy lips to invite him in, while
his hands stroked my back.  Then I felt the pleasure as his cock filled me,
stroking those sensitive places inside me.  Oh how I love the feel of a
hard cock inside me!

   I came twice more with his cock in of me, while Shelly lifted my head,
and kissed my cheek.  She tenderly brushed my hair out of my hot face.  She
sucked on my lower lip, and then her tongue pressed into my mouth, as my
husband rammed his way into me more brutally, forcing another orgasm out of
me, while he flooded my pussy with his cum, just when I thought I'd had
nothing left to give.

   I lay under my husband for a while, with Shelly covering both of us with
kisses.  Finally, my hubby rolled off of me toward Shelly.  He pulled me
close on one side, and her on the other.  I reached over to stroke Shelly's
shoulder and arm across my husband's chest, as he kissed the top of my
head.

   "Did you like it?" I asked Shelly.

   "Yes.  I really did.  Are you still okay with it?" she asked in return.

   "Yes, I'm still okay with it.  In fact, we're gonna need to get you over
here more often to deep-throat my husband.  I've never been able to do that
for him...  of course, that's assuming you want to do it again."

   "I'm not sure I'll ever be able to stop," she quickly replied.  She
looked up at my husband and continued, "You have the most delicious cock
I've ever tasted." Then she looked back at me and said, "Having sex with
both of you was a lot more intoxicating than I could ever have imagined.  I
think I'm addicted already." We all laughed together, softly, still
enjoying the after-glow.

   I just smiled at her, and felt my husband shift to kiss the top of her
head.  He squeezed me with one arm, and I saw him squeeze her with the
other.  "You don't ever have to stop," he told her.  "You're welcome any
time.  You can have either of us, or both of us...  right Love?" He kissed
the top of my head again as soon as he made that last statement.

   "Of course," I said, smiling at Shelly again.  "Any time you need us,
just come on by."

   Shelly twisted her head to kiss my husband's fingers where they rested
on her breast, and then took my left hand to kiss and suck on each of mine.
"Thank you.  I can't tell you how incredibly wonderful I feel right now.  I
never thought that sex between more than two people could be so full of
love and caring.  I thought it would all be just for sexual pleasure.  I'm
glad to find out I was more than that."

   "Our pleasure.  I'm thrilled you let us show you the error of your
ways," I said, and winked at her.

   I kept smiling at Shelly while I closed my eyes.  As I drifted off to
sleep, it occurred to me that neither my husband nor I had touched Shelly's
tight little ass all day.  But then, just before my thoughts fell apart
completely, I realized that we would have plenty of opportunities to make
that up to her in the future.

   I fell asleep dreaming of all the wonderful possibilities for me, my
husband, and Shelly, in the days ahead.