Amy, my next-door neighbor, asked me something over coffee one Saturday that really surprised me. Amy and Glen, her husband, have two young daughters, a dog and a mortgage, and appear to be the all-American couple. Now, as she sat at my kitchen table, she asked me if my husband had ever caught me fucking around.
I nearly dropped the coffee pot. “What kind of a question is that?” I said as I sat down across from her. “What makes you think I fuck around?”
Amy put her hand on mine. “Call it women’s intuition if you want,” she said. “But I have watched you in action on more than one occasion. You are very discreet and careful when you do your mating dance, and you’re just too good looking and sexy not to be successful at getting any man you want.”
I was caught so off guard that I didn’t know what the hell to say. Amy squeezed my hand and said, “Hey, girl, I’m not condemning you, I wish I had the same confidence and grace you seem to have, to hook up right in front of your husband. I’ve been screwing around on Glen forever, even before we got married, but I shake in my boots every time I do it. Hell, I’ve seen you disappear at a party and come back with that just-fucked glow on your face. I’d love to have the nerve to do that just once.”
Well, this woman was sharp she should have been working homicide cases instead of just being a secretary. So I took a deep breath and said that what I was about to tell her had to be kept in complete confidence, and she promised she wouldn’t say a word. I then explained to her that I never lied to my husband that our marriage was open, and there were no secrets between us. I always told him everything I did, and he was fine with it. Then I asked her why she’d brought this up in the first place.
Amy said that she had always planned her extramarital activities carefully, and had been sure to clean herself up before returning home, so her husband wouldn’t suspect. But last night she had stopped for drinks after work with a bunch of people from her office, and had ended up sitting next to Jerry, her boss, who had been trying to get in her pants for three years. She hadn’t wanted to make a scene, so she didn’t protest much when he started feeling her up under the table. He didn’t try getting under her panties, but just rubbed her pussy lightly through the crotch, driving her crazy with need. She hadn’t had much sex for a month, because Glen hadn’t been able to get it up very often for some reason, and Jerry was a pretty sexy man. She had always put him off because he was her boss, but she’d often fantasized about him while masturbating.
Finally she said she had to get home and started to leave, but Jerry said he had to go also, and followed her out. Well, at that point he didn’t have much trouble talking her into going to a motel, where they fucked for two hours.
When she left the motel she called Glen, saying that she’d had to work late and time had gotten away from her. Glen told her not to worry he had fed the kids and put them to bed, and was about to go to bed himself.
He was in bed when she got home, and she got undressed and got in beside him, trying not to wake him. She could feel Jerry’s semen oozing from her pussy, reminding her of how dumb she had been. Then Glen surprised her. It seemed he hadn’t been asleep at all, and now he got out of bed, turned on his bedside lamp and picked up her soiled panties, examining the sticky crotch. She was amazed to see that he became instantly erect when he put the panties to his nose.
He got quickly back into bed then, turning Amy onto her back and climbing on top of her. His cock was rock-hard, and she was still slick with Jerry’s come, so he penetrated her easily. He didn’t say a word he just screwed the hell out of her. He came quickly, but he didn’t go soft, and he fucked her again for another 20 minutes. He took her several more times during the night, and again in the morning.
Glen didn’t say a word about her panties, or the condition of her vagina. Over breakfast he reminded her that his mother would be keeping the girls overnight that night, as he and Amy were planning to attend a neighborhood party. However, he said his brother Jim had some kind of emergency at his house, and he had to go help him. He figured he and Jim would drink a lot, so he was planning to stay there overnight, and wouldn’t be able to make the party. But he said Amy should go alone, and told her to enjoy herself.
“Do you think he wants something to happen when he isn’t there with me?” Amy asked me. I told her I thought it was quite possible. Then she told me that Kyle, a handsome single man who lived down the street, often hit on her at these parties, and that Glen always asked her about it later. I said again that it sounded to me that Glen was definitely turned on by his wife’s infidelity, and wanted to make it easy for her to be unfaithful again.
I went to the party with Bud, my husband, and Amy showed up a few minutes later. All the guys did a double take when she came in she looked really hot in a tight black sheath that clung to her curves and exposed a good portion of her large breasts. With her big blue eyes and her alluring figure, she made a damned attractive package. Bud watched along with the other guys as she made her way around the room, greeting everyone. I nudged him and asked if he wanted some of that, and he surprised me by saying he damn sure wouldn’t turn it down.
Kyle was there too, fawning over Amy with the rest of them. He had been trying to jump me too ever since he’d hooked up with our little group, but I tend to steer away from single guys, because they seem to want more than a piece of ass, which is all I’m interested in, as my marriage is just fine, thanks.
Bud got to dance with Amy late in the evening, and when he danced with me right afterwards he had a pretty obvious hard-on. “Amy gave you a woody, honey,” I whispered to him. “If you want to do her it’s okay with me. You damn sure deserve some strange stuff, considering all the cock you’ve let me have over the years.” Bud didn’t say anything, but I saw the gleam in his eye.
After that I decided that if Bud was going to be busy, I might as well give Kyle his big break. So I latched onto him and surprised him by pressing myself tightly against him. I certainly took his mind off Amy when I rubbed the length of his surprisingly large cock while we danced. He pulled his head back to look at me as he asked what had brought that on. I told him it looked like my husband was trying to get next to Amy, so if the bull jumps the fence, why shouldn’t the heifer? I then told him that if he left then I would meet him at his car in a few minutes.
Kyle quickly said his good-byes and left. I found Bud and told him I would be spending the night with Kyle and would call him in the morning. I then gave Amy a hug and told her to enjoy herself. I said good night to our hosts and slipped out to join Kyle, who was waiting for me with his motor running.
I told him to drive carefully and not get pulled over, because I was planning to blow him so that he could last longer when we got to his place. I unzipped his pants and freed his cock, which was already oozing precome and throbbing with every beat of his heart. It was a beauty, close to eight inches long, quite thick and hard as stone. He was more than a mouthful for me but I’d been faced with bigger ones which had been no match for my oral skills.
I sucked him as deeply as I comfortably could, while working his shaft with both hands, and I was rewarded with a creamy treat in less than three minutes. I then sat up and kissed his neck and ears while I continued to stroke his half-hard cock. He moved a hand to my thigh, and I spread my legs eagerly as that hand slid higher, reaching the wet crotch of my panties. I felt a rush of heat between my legs as his fingers moved lightly over my silk-covered vulva. Then I felt his middle finger pressing the wet silky material between my slippery lips until he reached the swollen nubbin of my clit. I was very close to coming when we finally arrived at his house.
We shared a long passionate kiss before getting out of the car. My head was spinning as we walked to the door, but when we got inside I was met with a shock when I saw Glen, Amy’s husband, dozing in a chair. Before I had time to react, Kyle hurried me down a short hallway to his bedroom, where he pushed me against the dresser and locked his lips on mine. He worked quickly, and by the time our lips parted he had my dress unzipped, so that it dropped around my feet when he stepped back.
I pushed him away as he reached around to unhook my bra, saying, “Wait a minute! Wait! What the hell is Glen doing here?”
When Kyle saw he had no choice but to answer me, he confessed that Glen had asked him to seduce Amy and bring her there to consummate the seduction, while Glen hid in the closet and watched. He had evidently fallen asleep waiting, but it didn’t matter, as things had obviously not worked out the way they’d planned.
I was taken aback at first, but then I thought what the hell. I kicked off my heels and removed my bra, leaving myself naked but for my panties, garter belt and stockings. Kyle caught his breath and told me he couldn’t believe he had the most gorgeous woman in town standing half naked in his bedroom. He started to embrace me then, but I pushed him back again, telling him to get undressed while I used the bathroom.
I slipped out then, but instead of going to the bathroom I went into the living room, where Glen was still sleeping, and eased myself onto his lap, giving him the surprise of his life. He was speechless, but recovered quickly when I asked if he would like to join Kyle and me in the bedroom.
Kyle was just as surprised when I reentered the bedroom, leading Glen by the hand. He protested at first, saying he wasn’t accustomed to sharing a woman with another man. But when I asked him if he would rather have me with another man or not have me at all, he quickly changed his mind.
I turned to Glen, who was still fully dressed, and kissed him for the first time. A second later I felt Kyle’s nude body pressed against my back, his erection pulsing between my buttocks. Then four hands were exploring my breasts and probing into my soaking panties. It was impossible for me to tell whose hand was doing what, but I loved it all, and as they were doing it I helped Glen get naked too.
Although I’d often had sex with two or three men on the same night, I’d never been with two men at once, and I found myself really enjoying the sensation of two hot tongues, four hands and two solid erections, knowing I was about to be fucked by both. Together they removed my panties and then sat looking at my snatch before they each eased a hand slowly up one of my thighs to finger my slippery cunt.
Glen was the first to eat my pussy, and the first to make me come that evening. Then Kyle ate me out also, before thrusting his dick up my box and beginning to fuck me slowly. I had Glen’s cock in my hand as I met Kyle stroke for stroke, and I climaxed again when I felt his load burst inside my vagina.
Glen mounted me also as soon as Kyle had rolled off. He wasn’t as large as Kyle, but he had six thick inches that filled me nicely, and he knew how to use it to stimulate my clit. He was very excited, and filled my snatch with his cream before I could come again but Kyle was back on me and inside me in a heartbeat when he pulled away.
The two of them took turns again and again throughout the night, and at one point they had me straddle Kyle, taking him up my pussy, while Glen prepared to fuck my tight ass. I usually only let Bud fuck me there, but this was just too good a chance to pass up. To have two men fucking me at the same time was simply sensational, and I came over and over, until I actually passed out from sheer pleasure when they both unloaded inside me. Then we finally slept.
I was vaguely aware of someone screwing me several times during the night, but did not regain full consciousness until I awoke to the smell of coffee. I was alone in bed and needed to pee badly. I walked naked to the bathroom, where the come simply ran out of me as I sat on the toilet. A minute later Kyle walked in, also naked, and handed me a cup of coffee. Then Glen came in too, and before the coffee was gone they were both erect. We went quickly back to bed, where they each fucked me twice before I asked Glen to give me a lift back home.
Bud was still in bed when I got there. I didn’t have to ask if he’d fucked Amy there was a huge area of dampness in our bed, and the room reeked with the smell of sex. I ignored the dampness and snuggled next to Bud, who had showered and smelled like soap. I said, “I’m pretty messy, honey, would you like me to take a quick shower?”
He kissed me and said, “No, baby, you know I want you just the way you are. But I’m not sure I can get it up I fucked your friend four times last night and twice this morning. How many times did you get it, honey?”
I took hold of his cock and told him I wasn’t really sure, because there were two of them, and we’d fucked all night. Well, that got him hard all right, and a second later he had it deep in my tender pussy, asking me who they were and just what we’d done together.
We fucked for an hour, exchanging the dirty details of our adventures, and it really excited him when I told him I’d let them double-fuck me, with Glen in my ass. He then told me he had fucked Amy in the ass too, at her request. It seemed she really liked it that way, and she and Glen did it all the time.
Well, after that things were out in the open, and Bud and I started swapping with Glen and Amy a couple of times a month. I had a few more romps with Kyle too, but he didn’t have all that much appeal for me other than his eight-inch cock. Amy finally fucked him too, because Glen asked her to. It turned out she loved having his big dick up her ass, and Glen loved watching them, so everybody was happy.—Name and address withheld