My husband and I were high school sweethearts and married right out of school. After ten years and three kids, our sex life was failing and we didn’t know what to do. I confided in my sister, and she said I should do something that would really turn Neal on. I asked him what he’d really like me to do, and he said he wanted to see me get fucked by another guy. I was speechless, but willing to try anything, so after some thought I said I would do it.
A week later Neal called me around lunchtime and said he would be bringing someone home with him that night after work. Right away I knew what he meant. I was nervous all afternoon, and took a shower and shaved my legs, then put on a sexy evening dress and black thigh-high stockings. I sent the kids to my mother’s house for the night and got everything ready.
Around half past six I heard cars pull into our driveway. Neal came in first, followed by a guy he introduced as Duncan, an okay- looking guy with a pleasant personality. We talked a little. Then Neal said that Duncan had “a treat” for me. Duncan stood close to me, then took my right hand and put it to his crotch. It felt huge! I was more excited and scared than I ever was before, or since. He pulled me up and reached behind me to undo my dress. It fell to the floor, and I was naked except for my black stockings, being felt up by a stranger in front of my husband!
Duncan started licking and sucking my tits, then trailed a hand between my legs to my damp, bald cunt. Demurely, I said we should go to the bedroom, then took his hand and led the way. Neal turned on the lights, and Duncan stripped. When I saw his cock I froze. It was very hard, and while no thicker than Neal’s was about nine inches long! I dropped to my knees and opened my mouth, determined to do the best I could with it. I got the head in, but that was about it. He bucked his hips in and out until it seemed he was about to come, then stopped.
He lifted me up and laid me on the bed, then ran his hands over my nylon-covered legs and spread my thighs apart. I looked over, and there was Neal with his cock in hand, watching and jerking off! I was incredibly turned on by that, and let all my inhibitions go.
Duncan sat by me, drew my mouth back down to his cock and pried the lips of my cunt apart for Neal to see. I felt Duncan’s smooth fingers slipping in and out of me, and out of the corner of my eye I saw Neal furiously yanking his crank. It looked like he would explode any second.
Now Duncan tried to coax some of his shaft into my mouth. I was happy to try but really couldn’t get much more in, and when he kept trying, I had to yank the head out of my mouth. Suddenly it started spewing cream. I grabbed his cock to aim it at my mouth and took in as much come as I could gather.
I hadn’t noticed Neal approaching, but now he was pressing the tip of his still-raging cock at my ass. I reminded myself that the whole idea was to do something to really turn him on, and maneuvered to get my butt at the right angle. I was able to relax enough to let him slide in, and he began fucking my ass. When he came, he let out a howl.
I noticed Duncan playing with himself, trying to get hard again, apparently without success, and I couldn’t say I was sorry. I got up and made my way slowly to the bathroom to clean up. When I got back, Duncan was getting dressed. He kissed me good-bye, and I wasn’t sorry to see him go. I thought maybe Neal would be ready for more action, but I wasn’t all that sorry when he wasn’t—I had kind of had it for the night.
Still, Neal and I have been fucking a lot more regularly and more satisfyingly since that night, so I guess the plan worked. When I told my sister how nicely her suggestion had worked out, she was like totally shocked. She said she meant I should buy some lingerie or something. But I don’t think that would have worked as well.
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