It sure was great to be home. I hadn't seen my parents in over three years. Rick was between military assignments, and we decided to enjoy 30 days of leave back home before he reported for his next assignment.

We were just 18 when we got married. After nine years of marriage, we still couldn't seem to get enough of each other. We complemented each other well. He was six feet tall and weighed 180 muscular pounds, with a dark complexion, black hair, and an easygoing but firm personality.

I was 27, 5'6", with medium-to-long blonde hair and green eyes. I weighed 125 pounds, with a medium complexion and curves in all the right places—36C, 25, 36.

Our sex life was high energy.

Rick could go for several rounds, and I would love every minute of it. No matter how many times I climaxed, I still wanted more cock, more cum, more sex, more feeling, exploring, and kissing. Rick would say I was a nymphomaniac during fuck sessions.

Rick and I were watching a porn scene one evening that involved a woman and two men. Rick joked that that was what I really needed.

As much as I love Rick, the thought of this drove me wild, and I would bring it up sometimes during sex. Rick would get even harder than I had thought possible and power-drive me into new heights.

The opportunity finally presented itself, surprisingly, with two other men, three years earlier. Rick and I took advantage of the situation and were hooked. We now regularly incorporate a second man, sometimes a third man (my favorite), and once there were even four of them helping me to fulfill my sexual desires.

Rick always participated, encouraging me, loving me, and doing whatever he could to help satisfy me.

I wondered how long it would be before my next adventure, now that we were back home for 30 days.

The first few days back were truly hectic. Arranging the guesthouse to our liking, seeing Rick’s family, the rest of my family, and reconnecting with old friends we hadn't seen since high school. Everything felt like a fun, fast-paced blur until Friday, when we could really settle in and enjoy a slower-paced weekend.

Friday morning, Rick drove into town to pick up a few items. He was gone for several hours and returned around 2:00 PM.

"About time you made it back, babe," I greeted him while smiling.

He gave me a nice, deep kiss in response.

"I got our stuff and a few extra things. Sorry so late, I got to talking to an old friend, and well, you know..." he drifted off.

"Well, I hope you had a nice visit. Now, you can help me do a few things and then enjoy some me time, with me, of course," I said slyly as I continued with my tasks.

Rick set the rest of the things down on the table.

"Oh," he started. "I bet you can't guess who I ran into today?"

"I can't imagine. So many people we know here, it could be a thousand guesses before I got it right," I replied.

"I see. Well... let me give you a hint. If you could see one person during our visit, who would it be?"

I froze for a split second, and my heart skipped a beat. My hands trembled ever so slightly, and I forced myself to continue on with my tasks as I talked.

"There are so many people, I couldn't begin to guess," I said as I tried to steady my voice.

Rick just laughed, gave me a hug, and a kiss.

"OK, babe. I won't force you to say his name, but this is Rick. If you want me to say his name, I will. Or you can look at me and say it, and I will smile," he said.

My knees still slightly weak, I turned to Rick, smiled, and said, "I would guess you ran into Jim Lyons."

“Bingo. He’s stopping by this evening at 6 for a few beers, to say hi to you, and to catch up on life and our travels. He hasn’t seen you since right before our wedding,” Rick exclaimed.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Jim was my high school sweetheart before I met Rick. I had never fucked Jim. Rick was my first. We did do some pretty heavy petting, though, including oral sex. I practically learned how to give a BJ on Jim. Jim, on the other hand, was extremely talented at eating pussy. That man could make me cum over and over in a short period of time. God, was he great at it!

Jim and Rick were pretty good friends back then. I had never met Rick until I had been dating Jim for several months. One night, Jim and I went on a double date with Rick and a girl named Sarah, and I met Rick for the first time. Rick and I hit it off, and we left together that night, leaving Jim and Sarah there alone. We never looked back. Jim called Rick and me for several months, leaving nasty voicemails and such. Gosh, was he pissed. He didn't even respond to our wedding invitation, let alone attend. We hadn't spoken just before the wedding, and the words weren't pleasant.

"How's he doing?" I asked.

"He's great. Doing great. He apologized for all his high school buffoonery, not attending the wedding and such. Seemed genuinely happy that we're still together and doing well."

I smiled, then slowly but casually asked, "Did... did you happen to mention anything about our, uh... our adventures involving other people?"

I nervously awaited his answer.

“Nope. It didn’t seem like the time or the place. I’ll tell you what you want to hear, though. He can come over for a friendly evening with old friends. We can feel the vibe, and if things seem comfortable enough, we can go in that direction and see how it goes. If the vibe isn’t there, well, we saw an old friend, had some good conversation, and then we say goodnight.”

I was beaming as I heard those words. Not an ounce of jealousy in Rick, and he had no reason for any.

"Is it OK if I dress a little provocatively?" I asked.

"Sure," Rick replied. "He hasn't seen you in years. For all he knows, whatever you wear is your normal attire these days."

My pussy went moist at Rick’s approval. My mind had a million things going through it at once. Most of my thoughts: naughty, dirty, filthy, just the way I was imagining the night would go.

"It will soon be 3:00 o'clock," I said. "I only got a few hours to get ready, and I want everything perfect."

"Relax, babe. If it happens, it happens. If it doesn't, it doesn't. Don't get so worked up."

I wasn't listening, though. I was heading to the bedroom. I needed to make sure everything was in order in case we ended up there.

Next, I hit the bathroom. I gave myself an enema and douche just in case. Then I climbed into a hot bath and gave myself a nice, long, relaxing soak. I couldn't stop thinking about a good double fucking, pinned between Rick and Jim. I finished it by shaving my legs and crotch before washing up and exiting the bath.

Dressing up for my lovers has always been exciting for me. It sets the tone of things to come if my outfit draws their attention to me.

I chose to go braless with a white, low-cut, fishnet crop top that left my midriff exposed. It was extremely see-through and allowed my breasts to be easily seen. For the bottom, I chose a short, sheer red sarong, and lacy, crotchless white panties underneath.

I casually did my hair, letting my blonde hair hang freely, and carefully applied my makeup, finishing with my favorite bright red lipstick to draw attention to my mouth. I added Rick’s favorite pearl necklace for a hint of elegance.

Once dressed, I stared at myself in the mirror to see how I looked and whether any adjustments were needed. Everything seemed perfect.

I glanced at the clock. It was 5:40—almost time.

I took one more good look in the mirror, sighed heavily, smiled, and entered the living room to gauge Rick’s response.

Rick let out a wolf whistle as I walked in.

“You look absolutely beautiful,” Rick said.

“Does it reveal too much?” I slyly replied, already knowing it did.

“I think it's perfect. If Jim's got a problem with it, which I bet he won't, he's free to leave.”

Just then, I heard Jim pull up, get out of his car, and approach the door. Rick greeted him with a warm handshake and invited him in.

I stood up to greet Jim. My outfit immediately caught his eye, and he stared, taking all of me in. I could see admiration in his eyes. He gave a slight tremble, regained his composure, then smiled and gave me a big hug, which I leaned into, pressing my chest against his.

“Crystal, you look absolutely beautiful. Rick must be taking pretty good care of you. He is one lucky man.”

“Thank you for the compliment, Jim. You're looking pretty awesome yourself.”

Jim smiled, and I offered him a seat on the couch while Rick retrieved a few beers and wine for our enjoyment. I sat in the chair, and when Rick returned, he sat on the couch next to Jim. This allowed me to watch their interaction, be part of the conversation, and, most importantly, let both men gaze at me when they desired.

The talk was small—so much catching up to do: military life, Jim’s job, my on-base college courses. Still, Jim’s gaze returned to me constantly. I would smile at him, and he would smile and avert his attention elsewhere. I didn't want to see his attention or Rick’s averted elsewhere.

Finally, Jim said, "Crystal, I already told Rick I'm sorry for how I treated you two the last year of high school. I was a kid. You two were obviously meant for each other. Hell, the first night you two met, you stiffed Sarah and me, took off together, and have been together ever since. That says a lot about the chemistry you two share with each other, and I am sincerely happy for you two."

His face was turned towards me as he spoke, but his gaze was taking in every inch of my see-through outfit. I sensed a hunger in his eyes that sent a pleasant shiver through me. I wondered if he had a clue yet that I wanted Rick and him to ravage my body tonight, and I would return the favor to them in kind.

I felt the moisture slowly building in my pussy.

"We were young, and that was a long time ago. I apologize for not finishing our date that night, but I'm glad I left with Rick. Rick always valued your friendship, and so have I. If we didn't, you wouldn't be here tonight," I replied. "What you and I had was fun, but it wasn't true love or commitment. Just kids experimenting. Rick and I found that true love the night we met, and have been enjoying it ever since."

He smiled at me and held his gaze of admiration for a bit longer as I spoke. I could feel the tension in the air as he hungrily looked at me, remembering times long ago, perhaps. How sweet I tasted. The fun we had exploring body parts together as kids. Now, I was a woman, though, a woman who knew what she wanted. I was ready to take the next step.

I squeezed Rick's hand and casually adjusted my legs to allow the boys a view at my pussy, if they so desired, as if I were unaware that my pussy was exposed.

They did want a view, and Rick and I both took notice of Jim's extended gaze at my exposed, wet pussy.

After a moment, Jim realized he was staring. He quickly looked up to see if I had noticed. His eyes caught mine, and I sensed his embarrassment. I smiled, reassuringly, but never shifted from my position.

“I… I… I’m sorry, Crystal,” Jim stammered as he nervously looked at Rick to see if Rick was ready to say something for him staring at my open legs. Rick acted like he didn’t notice, but he looked up when Jim apologized.

"Nothing to apologize about, Jim. I would be disappointed if you hadn't noticed," I said with a sly smile.

That brought a smile back to Jim's face, and he appeared to feel comfortable again, as he shot a couple of glances at my still exposed, glistening cunt.

"I don't know what you two are talking about," Rick said as he looked at my crotch and licked his lips. "But, I need to get back into this conversation. Let's play a couple of hands of cards and have a few more beers."

I was enjoying exposing my inner thighs and pussy to Rick and Jim. I trusted Rick, though.

"Sounds good to me," Jim and I chimed in, and we all moved to the kitchen table.

Rick turned on the bright kitchen light, which gave a clear view of me in my see-through outfit, then grabbed a deck of cards and sat down at the table.

“Dealer's choice,” Rick said as he shuffled the cards, then offered me a cut, which I declined.

“Five Card Draw,” Rick declared as he began dealing the cards.

We trudged along with the game while Jim would nonchalantly gaze at my breasts exposed through the see-through material . My nipples, erect and protruding through the loops in the fabric, did not escape his gaze either.

Jim followed Rick, dealing, then it was my turn. I was dealing the cards when Rick brought a smile to my face.

“You know, Crystal and I know everything about each other. Good communication is important in relationships. Crystal's told me more than once that you have the best pussy eating skills that a woman could ever hope for.”

Jim looked sheepishly at me, and I smiled at him. He smiled back, and I knew his tongue and Rick's would be pleasing my clit real soon.

He regained his composure and stated, “Well, I do try to please the ladies, and I kind of enjoy it too.” We laughed, an easy, comfortable laugh, and finished the hand

It was Rick's turn to deal again.

"Let's change it up," Rick started. "We're not playing for money, but we need something to make it more interesting. How about strip poker? Whoever has the worst hand has to remove an article of clothing."

I smiled and readily agreed, as I now saw how Rick was steering this for me.

I looked at Jim, smiled, and winked. Jim smiled back and agreed as well.

Rick dealt the cards, and the fun began.

I lost the first round and took off a shoe. I lost the second round and did the same. I lost the third round as well. I went to remove the pearl necklace, but the boys objected.

“That's so wrong,” they cried.

I smiled sexily and replied, “It's part of my outfit. I guarantee if I lose again, I have no choice but to remove something more revealing,” and I laid the pearl necklace on the table.

In the next round, Rick lost and removed his shirt. Jim lost next and removed his shirt as well.

I was staring at their shirtless chests, deep in thought, and feeling overwhelmed. I did a little squirm, licked my lips, and said, “Hell yeah, boys.” I smiled and gave each a steady gaze as I caught their eyes.

Rick lost the next hand. He stood up and removed his pants. I could see his hard cock bulging against his briefs.

Jeremy lost the next hand and did the same, revealing his bulging cock pressed against his briefs.

I was ready for some action. My nipples were hard, my pussy was wet, and I was filled with excitement. I started to say so when Rick cut me off.

“We have a few more hands to go,” Rick interjected.

I looked at Jim and smiled again.

I lost the next round, stood up, and pulled the crop top over my head, exposing my bare breasts.. The guys stared in awe, and at this point, I knew they were as horny as I was, which was a very good thing for me.

Another round, I lost again. I stood up and slowly dropped the sarong to the floor, exposing my moist, dripping pussy through the crotchless panties.

I licked my lips and cupped my breasts as I gazed from one guy's eyes to the other.

"I know a much better game than this if you boys are up for a real challenge," I said as I rubbed a finger up and down my wet slit before inserting it, pulling it out, then sucking the juice off my finger.

"MMMMMMM...I taste so good. Do you boys want a taste?”

Rick stood up and dropped his briefs, and Jim quickly followed, exposing two beautiful cocks, ready to please.

I inserted my finger back into my pussy and licked it again.

"I'm ready, boys. I just tasted it, and it's hot and ready to eat.”

“Put your pearls back on, babe,” Rick said as he was clearing the table. “It will go so well with the pearl necklace that we are going to give you.”

I picked up the pearls and did as Rick requested.

“Now lie on your back on the table.”

“Kinky,” I thought. “I like it,” and I smiled again as I gazed at Rick and did as he instructed.

Rick adjusted me so that my head was tilted back over one edge and my hips rested on the opposite edge. This allowed me to lie there comfortably, and each of my lovers could stand and have easy access to me. I could comfortably please them as well.

Rick leaned down and gave me a deep, passionate kiss as his hands began to caress my face, neck, and breasts. My body reacted with excited anticipation at his touch, and I trembled and moaned.

“Enjoy my love,” he whispered, then gave me another passionate kiss.

He continued to caress me as Jim leaned down and gave me a deep, passionate kiss as well, while caressing my body.

“I remember the taste of your sweet pussy so well,” he whispered softly. “Like a fine wine, I’m sure it’s only gotten better with age. I am going to enjoy it immensely and do my best to ensure that you do too.”

“Oh yes… I’m sure I will,” I replied softly.

My body shivered as they began to lick, rub, and kiss me all over. I wanted their cocks in me so bad, but I knew I needed to enjoy this moment. Those cocks would do their job soon enough.

Rick and Jim performed great together, each kissing a side of my neck while stroking my hair. They made their way to my breasts, each licking and sucking their own private nipple till they felt harder and more erect than I had ever experienced before.

Next came my stomach. I enjoyed it, but yearned for them to go a little lower to my sweet spot. Anticipation built as I imagined they would progress from my stomach to my inner thighs next.

Soon I felt them licking and kissing my feet and toes. My disappointment faded as they gently kissed my feet and toes, which only made me feel even more excited and cared for.

Next, they worked their way up my ankles and calves. They explored every inch of me with their mouths and tongues. By the time they reached my thighs, my body was emitting so much sexual energy, from anticipation and arousal, that when the first fingers rubbed my slit, I let out a moan and began to climax.

The flirting, the exhibitionism. Naughty thoughts all afternoon of two men kissing me, licking me, tasting me, and spraying me with their cum after drilling whatever hole they desired had ignited a fire earlier in the day. Now, as thoughts turned to action and fantasy became reality, my body adjusted to the joy and excitement of knowing this was really happening. I felt it in every pore, every fiber, and every nerve of my body as it culminated in this moment of climax.

I let out a long, sexy moan and a smile that encompassed my whole being.

I saw the joy in the guys’ eyes as I relaxed from a heightened state. I knew they could see joy and lust in mine. The release was awesome for openers, but thankfully, we were just getting started.

Rick leaned in and gave me another deep kiss.

“Did it feel good, baby? You looked so amazing, so happy, so... so sexy.”

I nodded and smiled as I gazed longingly and appreciatively into his eyes. I loved this man so much and wondered how life would have been if I didn't have a partner who understood my needs and desires. Thankful I didn't have someone that would keep my sexual tension pent up—someone too macho or possessive to help me explore my sexuality, unlike Rick, who loved sharing in my passion and helping me reach such satisfaction whenever he could.

Their hands brought me back to the present. I felt them caressing between my ass cheeks and brushing against my moist, juicy slit. They raised my ass cheeks and positioned me for Jim to have exceptional access to his evening's dinner. I shuddered and smiled as I thought about what I was eating for dinner tonight. I stretched two fingers down into my slit, inserted them, and brought them back to my mouth to savor.

“Enjoy, Jim,” I heard Rick say. “I’m counting on you to do a great job in helping me quench this beautiful lady’s desires tonight. You wouldn’t be here if I didn’t think you could do it, but Crystal has gushed for years about your oral talents.”

“I’ll make sure to do whatever is necessary,” Jim whispered back. “I won’t let you two down.”

Jim began to gently blow on my pussy as his hands caressed my thighs. A finger began to slide up and down my well-wet slit, as Jim's mouth kissed my mound. His tongue slowly began to explore my sensitive pussy lips.

Rick had stepped behind me and slowly guided his cock between my lips as I tilted my head back. I responded eagerly as he held me gently and set a steady rhythm that took my comfort into consideration. I focused on the moment, savoring the closeness, and soon I found myself relaxing into it, anticipating more as the night progressed.

Jim had worked a finger, then two, into my juice-drenched pussy. He was lapping my juices as he slowly progressed with his dinner. I grabbed him by the back of the head and gently tried to force his face deeper into me. Jim resisted and continued with his tried-and-true approach.

Soon his tongue was darting in and out of me a little faster. His tongue would brush my clit hood, then quickly return to licking other areas. He picked up his pace while finger fucking me. I could feel my bud start to swell and soon Jim's tongue was giving light flicks to it as well. God, it felt so great!

I tried to focus on Rick's cock sliding between my lips. I licked, sucked, and thought about my own favorite dinner, which was soon to be served to me in Fourth of July fashion.

My thoughts were sporadic as I tried to focus on all facets of what was happening to my body, enjoying what they were providing while simultaneously ensuring I was giving the guys what they needed. Rick had told me once that the guys were going to get their satisfaction. "We guys fuck whatever hole you want to direct us to, and we can be happy in a matter of minutes."

I giggled inside at the thought, but soon my giggle was replaced with moans of ecstasy. Jim had gotten my clit fully erect. He had inserted three fingers into me and had pushed up to offer more exposure of it for his tongue to pleasure.

My body reacted to his pace, and he set it by how I responded. I felt the tingles building up and down my spine as his pace quickened and he began to suck gently on my love nub.

Rick slid his cock out of my mouth as I grabbed Jim's head, holding it tight, and rapidly grinding my pussy into his face. The build-up was big, and I felt I would explode. Jim was working his fingers in and out of me as he pushed up and sucked my clit for all it was worth. I let out a deep, sexy moan as this intense orgasm washed over my body. It lasted for several minutes, and I enjoyed every tingle, every sensation, and every pulse that exploded from my body.

I collapsed back as my body began to relax. A smile washed over my face.

“That was intense, Jim,” I gushed. “You've only improved with time.”

Jim was still lapping up the juices he had worked so hard to help me produce. He raised his head, his face covered with my slickness, and gave me a smile before continuing on with his meal.

I turned my attention back to Rick, who was still standing behind me, caressing my hair and face. I tilted my head back and opened my mouth for him to continue with my face fucking. He entered and soon had a rhythm that matched my intensity as I desperately wanted to taste and feel his cum, in my mouth and on my face.

Jim's pace had slowed as he helped me come back to earth gently. Soon, he was standing next to Rick. They both were talking dirty to me, telling me to: "Get that cum," "Suck that cock." "Don't you want to taste and feel that cum?" I loved that dirty talk, and Rick knew it excited me.

Rick withdrew his cock from my mouth and motioned for Jim to step forward. Jim eagerly obliged, and I felt his cock part my lips for the first time in ten years. My oral skills had improved as well. Years ago, I would have wiped the precum off his cock before sucking it. Then, I would have pulled it out of my mouth when he would tense up, letting his cum spill to the ground. Now, I craved cum. I loved cum. I wanted Jim and Rick's cum, and I momentarily pulled off his cock and begged him to cum in my mouth. I swayed slightly as he guided my chin upward and held me there, his intensity filling the space between us as he furiously fucked my mouth

"Only the first stream can hit her throat," Rick told Jim." All other spurts have to hit her hair, face, neck, stomach, or chest to complement that other pearl necklace she wears. It's what she craves, and it gives her something to massage in, to lick, and to savor later."

Rick understood me.

Jim signaled his understanding as well.

I felt a sense of ensuing pride as I anticipated showing Jim that I no longer needed to spit his cock out. I was a woman now. I could take it. I wanted it. I craved it. I loved cum so much now. I would love to suck all of his cum down my throat. I knew, though, that my satisfaction of rubbing it into my skin and scooping it off my body to my mouth was a satisfaction I desired as well.

"Give me that cum, Jim." I managed to gag the words. " I want it, I need it, Please...", I moaned as I felt his pace quicken, his cock stiffen, and felt him tense up and let out a groan. I clamped down and sucked like I was sucking on a straw as the first burst of his delicious cum hit the back of my throat. True to his word, Jim quickly pulled out as subsequent streams pelted my face, neck, hair, and tits.

"Oh yes!" I cried as Jim lowered his cock back to my mouth, allowing me to lick off every drop of his cum. I licked my lips and ran my fingers through a stream of his cum on my chest, before bringing it back to my mouth and licking it clean.

"She's a dirty girl," Jim stated, as he caught his breath.

“No, Jim,” Rick replied. “She’s a smoking-hot, sexy woman who knows what she wants and likes. As her husband, I’m going to help her get it if I need to.”

Jim nodded his agreement.

I sexily told Rick I needed more cum to eat, and opened my eager mouth for him to accommodate me. Third time is the charm, and within minutes, I felt Rick tense up and shoot a stream down my throat, before pulling out and spraying the remaining cum on my body. I smiled inside as the familiar taste of Rick replaced the taste of Jim. I absolutely loved Jim's cum, but Rick's was the cum that I would climb mountains for.

“Fuck,” Rick exclaimed, “you were awesome, babe, and you look so… so sexy.”

I sat up and gave Rick a kiss. He wasn’t the biggest fan of kissing me after I performed oral sex, but he knew I needed that connection to show my happiness and thank him for it. I had told him that he would get used to it, maybe even like it someday. He didn’t think so, but obliged me anyway.

I turned to Jim and offered a kiss. He stepped in readily and met me without hesitation. He wasn’t afraid of a little cum. He finally pulled away, leaned in close, licking my cum soaked nipples, before returning to my lips for a deep, passionate kiss. We snowballed the cum between us, then it gently slid down my throat. So erotic, I thought.

"More?" I gleefully asked.

The guys had done a great job, but having two naked guys in my presence had heightened my arousal. Even though I had already climaxed twice, I wanted more.

“We ain't done yet, babe,” Rick said. “There's more coming your way.”

I already knew there was more to come. Rick could go 3–4 rounds, no problem. I was sure Jim could as well, and I looked pleadingly at him.

“Of course you can have more,” Jim offered. “Dinner was excellent, and I’m about ready for seconds.”

My pussy moistened more with his words. My orgasms seemed to intensify with each climax whenever I experienced multiple orgasms in a night. After that last one, I was sure I was anxious to experience the next one if past experiences held true.

I took a sip of wine and stared down at my body as I felt cum slowly sliding down my skin. I wiped some from my belly button and licked it off my fingers. It was Jim’s—I could tell by the flavor. They sure had a lot of built-up cum, I thought, as I looked at the cum coating me. I could have had 3–4 bursts shoot into my mouth from each and still had plenty to cover me. The thought made me excited.

The boys glanced at me, and I glanced at their cocks. I smiled and, in a sultry voice, said: “Hell yeah,” as I noticed their cocks begin to stiffen again. I lay back on the table and invited the boys to come closer to me.

“Dinner looked pretty good tonight,” I heard Rick tell Jim. “You want to share a meal this time?”

“Absolutely,” said Jim. “I know the owner. We can have the best seat in the house.”

They laughed at their joke, and I grinned a bit. My anticipation was growing. Just knowing they were going to be licking and tonguing my pussy together was enough to send shivers throughout my body.

Jim leaned down and began to lick my nipples. He knew the importance of this stimulation for a woman, prior to oral sex, and he wasn't going to let a little, well, a lot, of cum stop him from completing this important task. Rick chose to lick and kiss between my belly button and pussy, for initial stimulation, as he softly caressed my inner thighs.

After several minutes, I was ready to serve them the main course. They were just as eager, but unhurried—intent on savoring every moment. There was a playful rhythm between them, a shared focus and connection that kept everything lingering and intense. They licked, prodded, fingered, and tongued until my clit felt ready to burst.

This time, my build-up was more intense. My sexual senses are more easily stimulated and aroused. The boys weren't slowing down. They were going for the all-you-can-eat buffet, and I was so thankful to be the one serving them. My hands dug into the edge of the table, and I let out the sexiest, loudest moan that Rick said he had ever heard, as my third orgasm of the night hit me in wave after wave as I went over the top.

Rick stood up and, in one stroke, plunged his beautiful cock into my pussy, balls deep. It was my pussy's first cock of the night. That was exactly what I needed, and it helped me ride the wave a few extra moments as I writhed under Rick's pounding.

I felt Jim's touch and opened my eyes to see him guiding his beautiful cock back to my mouth once again. I readily and automatically opened it as I pleaded with him to give me more cum. He obliged, and within a couple minutes, his cum coated the back of my throat. I opened my mouth as he pulled out, to catch any droplets that might fall away, as he sprayed his load all over me.

Rick was giving my pussy a well-deserved pounding. I cried out in ecstasy as I felt Rick tensing up inside me, and watched Jim spraying cum all over me. My senses took it all in, and I started yelling at Rick: "Fuck me, baby! That's it, pound me good!. Fuck that pussy baby, Fuck it!," and I let out a super loud moan as Rick pulled out and sprayed his seed all over my pussy, stomach, and thighs.

My body slowly relaxed as the moment washed over me. I lay there, quietly taking everything in, holding onto the memory of what the three of us had just shared. It was intense, natural, sexy, and profoundly satisfying—and I lingered, suspended in the afterglow. I could feel more still ahead of us, and the anticipation alone made my heart race.

"You guys are awesome..." I started.

"You make us awesome," Rick replied.

We all smiled, big smiles—an unspoken satisfaction we all enjoyed.

I lay there in the moment, massaging their cum into my body. Rick caressed my inner thighs. Jim had positioned his cock in my face for me to lick and clean. It tasted so good. I loved how soft it was, and I swirled my tongue around its head. Soon, I was getting the reaction I wanted as it swelled in my mouth. I was amazed at how it swelled, and suddenly it was rock hard again.

“I guess we ain’t done yet, boys,” I said alluringly and smiled again.

"Of course not," Rick responded. "Jim's waited a long time to fuck that pussy. He's enjoyed so many of its pleasures. I say it's time for Jim to get on his back, on the table. You can straddle him, babe, with your ass slightly hanging over, and I'll come in behind and help give you that deep double penetration that you enjoy so much."

I immediately jumped up, eager to do as Rick instructed. I noticed how much more cum had covered my body after their second orgasm. How satisfying, I thought, that my body was able to draw this much cum out of two guys. Obviously, they were as excited about our sexual adventure as I was. Another satisfying smile came over my face. I was in a dreamy state. This is what I loved, this was my passion. Helping to release cum from the confines of its male captors was what I was born to do.

I straddled Jim's body, looking down at his aching cock. It was standing erect, straining for my pussy. It was yearning to be encompassed inside my love canal and spew its seed into uncharted territory. I gave Jim a kiss and stared into his eyes as I lowered myself and guided his cock into the folds of my desire.

It was...different. Although Rick and Jim are about the same length and girth, I was always amazed at how my pussy wall's nerves could detect the slightest variations from one cock to another. The slightest variation of a vein from one cock to another. An oh-so-subtle variation in the shape and size of the head. My pussy could sense all of these differences, no matter how slight, and experienced new sensations as new areas were receiving stimulation.

I felt Rick's hand on my waist. He wiped off some cum and began to use it to lubricate my ass. Jim and I were holding still, but as Rick's first finger entered my ass, I let out a loud moan and slid up and down Jim's cock a few times to momentarily satisfy my heightened arousal.

I awaited Rick's second finger and just as he began to insert, he stopped, stepped back, and muttered: "Your Dad, Crystal!!!"

I froze. "What?'

Before Rick could answer, my dad had entered the kitchen and was standing in front of me. With no time to react, Jim and I swung off the table, and I cupped my breasts with a towel in a desperate attempt to cover up. I was covered in cum. The only woman, naked, covered in cum, standing between two naked, obviously aroused, male lovers, and there was absolutely no way to hide that. The bright kitchen light illuminated every pore, every drop of sweat, every droplet our bodies had pulled from each other as we stood before my dad.

“Don’t you ever knock, Dad?” Rick started.

I cut Rick off and timidly, softly asked, “Why didn’t you lock the door, Rick?”

“I guess I subconsciously thought it was locked,” Rick replied.

Embarrassed, but caught red-handed with nowhere to go, I shamefully turned my attention to my dad. I tried to remain calm, tried to steady my voice.

“Why are you here, Dad?” I quietly asked him.

“I heard screaming and shaking, things rattling. Been about two hours now,” he said. “About ten minutes ago, I heard a scream that could wake the dead. I figured I’d better come check to make sure my baby girl’s alright.” Looking over at Jim, he added, “Hey, Jim, how you been doing? Haven’t seen you around in about ten years, I guess.”

Jim smiled and said, “I’m doing fine, Mr. H. Ran into Rick in town, and he invited me over for a delicious home-cooked dinner.”

Rick let out a chuckle. “Crystal makes a pretty good meal. It’s probably the best dinner you’ve had in a while, eh, Jim?”

“Absolutely delicious,” Jim replied.

“Stop it, guys,” I said as I caught myself smiling and felt my cheeks go flush.

“Your daughter’s just fine, Dad,” Rick said. “As you can see, she’s doing extremely well and being taken care of like the queen she is. Everything is under control here. She’s never been better. As a matter of fact, she was just getting ready to enjoy her next meal when you interrupted her at the dinner table.”

“Stop, Rick,” I said, but couldn’t resist grinning myself. We must have been a sight to see. I wiped some cum that was dangling from my chin and giggled slightly.

“Is there anything else? Can you go now?” I asked. “I’m extremely embarrassed right now, Dad, and everything is just fine.”

“I guess. All appears well. Good seeing you again, Jim. You kids, have a good night. Have fun, be safe.” He looked at the table. “Make sure you clean up the table when you’re done with dinner, Crystal. Also check for crumbs on the floor,” he said with a smirk as he exited.

“Goodnight, Dad,” I murmured.

Rick and Jim burst out laughing.

I sat there stunned for a moment, muttering comments about how I couldn’t believe my dad caught us in such a position, how I couldn’t believe Rick didn’t lock the door, wondering out loud if I could ever face my dad again, or if he would tell my mom or sisters.

Suddenly, I came back to reality as Jim began pushing his still hard cock up against my ass cheeks. I laughed, amazed his cock was still hard.

Rick stepped forward, took my chin in his hand, and gave me one of the most passionate, deep kisses I had ever had.

"You're a grown woman," he said. "Your dad just happened to catch you doing what all women do, whether it’s solo, with one partner, or with multiple partners. You're stunningly beautiful. You have needs and desires. As your husband, I'm willing to help you meet your needs and desires. You always fulfill my desires, and I want to make sure yours are fulfilled as well. Your dad gave you to me in marriage nine years ago, and neither you nor I has ever looked back. Trust me. Your dad understands. If he doesn’t, there’s still you and me forever.

I melted in his arms at those words. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him passionately back.

When I opened my eyes, Rick's cock was standing at full mast again. I looked at Jim, and his cock was as hard as ever as well. I looked between them, and the way they both reacted to me only deepened the heat of the moment, sending a rush through me that I couldn’t ignore. I felt the heat building again, an intense wave flooding through me, tightening everything inside me at once.

“What the hell,” I said. “What’s done is done. The night’s still young. I’ve got two hard cocks in front of me, and I’m ready for some more of those cocks. I even think there are a few small spots left on my body that you guys can aim for to ensure I’m completely covered in cum.”

Jim and I repositioned ourselves on the table once more, and I slid up and down Jim's cock a few strokes to reset the mood. Rick returned to lubing my ass and working his fingers in and out to get me ready.

He tickled my ass to relax me, and I laughed, feeling so alive again.

Rick then whispered how much he was going to enjoy seeing me enjoy their two cocks planted deep within me at the same time. I tingled with anticipation, knowing the pleasures I was about to experience.

I let out a moan as Rick's cock head slowly slid in my ass. I felt so sensual, so alive, so glad to be a woman. Soon, the three of us were entwined together, developing a nice, steady rhythm, and they began relentlessly battering their manhood into my eager, accepting womanhood.

I began thinking about the woman I had become. How amazing it was that I could so easily accommodate two men with my body. How eager and willing they were to share with me, to please me, and help fulfill my deepest passions. I found myself wishing another cock was in my mouth so I could accommodate all three, like I had done several times before.

Within minutes, I was cumming again and let out a moan that no doubt could be heard by my dad, again. Jim exploded in my pussy and Rick in my ass, grunting like madmen, just as the door opened wide again.

“Dad?” I called out.

“No—it’s Mom,” came a soft voice from the doorway.

My mom stepped in and took in the scene in a single glance. There was no confusion on her face—just quiet, immediate understanding.

“We heard a scream,” she said gently. “Your dad sent me to make sure you’re okay.”

I let out a small breath and smiled, the tension slipping away from me. Of course he did.

“I’m fine, Mom,” I said easily. “Everything’s fine. We were just having a little fun and got a bit carried away.”

Even with her there, the moment didn’t truly break—only shifted. A brief pause of awareness passed through the room, and then everything settled back into its natural rhythm again, as if the interruption had simply been acknowledged and folded into the moment rather than stopping it.

My mom didn’t react with shock or judgment. Instead, there was a faint, knowing softness in her expression, like she understood far more than she said—and far more than she needed to.

“Alright, honey,” she said gently. “Let me know if you need anything.”

“I will,” I replied with a light, easy smile as she turned and left without another word.

"Why hasn't anyone locked that fucking door yet?" I sighed as I peeled myself off my guys. Puddles of their cum, mixed with my juices, were running down my arms and legs, down my thighs, and dripping onto the floor as I walked to the door and locked it.

"I'm taking a shower, and we can move this to the bedroom," I said.

Jim laughed as Rick said, "See, Jim, she just never can get enough."

I smiled as I entered the bathroom. Rick was wrong. I couldn’t get enough. They had satisfied every inch of me that evening. My thoughts turned easily to the fact that I still had two naked men with me for the night. I wasn’t done yet—I intended to enjoy every moment while it lasted.

I ran my fingers through some cum on my thighs and guided it to my mouth. I savored the flavors, the textures, all combined from the three of us. It tasted good. It tasted right. I tasted once more before entering the shower.

Moments later, Rick and Jim entered the shower to join me. I relaxed as warm water flowed over us, the tension of the evening slowly washing away. Our hands moved in unison, gliding over our bodies, to wash away whatever remnants remained of our combined juices.

Jim’s cock soon pressed against my ass cheek. So soon, I thought, pleased by the response I was still able to draw from him after everything that had already passed between us.

“Let’s dry off and take this to the bedroom where it’s more comfortable,” I said.

The others agreed, and soon we were toweling off each other before heading toward the bedroom to enjoy another round.

Unknown to me, prior to entering the shower, Rick and Jim had taken Cialis to ensure they wouldn't fall short of accomplishing their mission to fully satisfy me.

How nice and thoughtful of them. Additionally, Rick thought it would be funny and exciting to secretly open a window halfway to ensure Dad heard my screaming.

Whoever invented Cialis has my eternal gratitude, as the boys sure gave me quite the performance the next couple of days. I am sure Dad heard my moaning all through the days and into the wee hours of the morning

We fucked like animals for the next couple of days, until Jim left for work Monday morning, pausing only to sleep, shower, and eat, as well as when I rode into town with Dad Saturday morning.

The following day, I rode into town with my dad. He was quiet, so I addressed the elephant in the room.

“Dad,” I started, “I’m a grown woman.”

I hesitated for a moment, trying to find the right words. “What happened last night… it wasn’t strange or shameful. It’s just part of a normal, private relationship that many couples share when they care about each other.”

I looked at him, steadying my voice.

“I married Rick nine years ago, and we’ve built a good life together. He loves me, and I love him. We take care of each other. We look out for each other. That’s what our relationship is.”

I paused, softening my tone slightly.

“We’re not doing anything wrong. We’re just living our lives together in a way that works for us, and I truly enjoy it.”

Then I added more quietly, “And I know what you walked in on made you uncomfortable. I get that. I was embarrassed too—but not because of what it was. Just because it was private, and it wasn’t something I expected anyone else to see, especially my parents.”

I exhaled.

“But I’m not ashamed of what I share with Rick. I was embarrassed that you saw it, yes—but that’s all it was. Embarrassment, not shame.

I love my life with him, and I choose it completely. He’s good to me, steady with me, and I feel deeply fulfilled in the life we’ve built together.

And maybe that’s what you need to understand… there’s something real and lasting in it for me. Something I value. Something that feels right in a way I don’t question anymore.”

Dad paused, measuring his words before speaking.

“Crystal, you are my daughter. My baby. You have truly grown into a beautiful young woman, and I love you so much. This is your life with Rick now. You two don’t have to please anybody but each other. It seems to me that you two are willing to go to great lengths to ensure each other’s happiness. That’s hard to find these days. If this works for you two, don’t worry about anything or anyone else. You don’t need mine or their approval. Only each other’s.”

I relaxed as Dad's words flowed out. My words were meant to convey to him that I wasn't some tramp—Dad understood. He realized the connection Rick and I had and what it meant for us, as husband and wife. To be clear, any other person involved was a participant who was invited to help Rick and me and strengthen our relationship.

I laughed and blurted out, “But did you have to send Mom over the second time?”

Dad let out a quiet laugh, shaking his head slightly. “Yeah… I probably didn’t need to do that,” he admitted. “I just didn’t want your mother to think I didn't care, and she was the closest one available.” He paused, then added with a small, knowing smile, “She took it in stride, though. She usually does.”

He leaned back a little, his expression easing. “She actually said you all looked like you were having fun,” he added, a bit amused at the memory. “Not worried, just… observing, I guess.”

He gave a small shrug. “Honestly, she wasn’t upset. If anything, she just wanted to make sure everything was alright and then leave it at that.

We finished our trip and returned home.

Jim spent the next three weekends with us at the guesthouse, as well as during subsequent visits when we occasionally returned to town and he stopped by. Rick would slide open the window—something I was now aware of each time—finding it humorous that my dad could hear my moans of sexual pleasure. I didn’t care. I was an adult, doing nothing illegal, and enjoying myself with my husband.

Both of my parents have passed away now. Aside from the next day, when I spoke with my dad, it was never really mentioned again by either of them.

Other than the occasional, “I see Jim’s back for dinner again,” which Dad would say knowingly, and with a smile, he never brought it up again.