A quick recap of my life to now. During this story, I was in my low 30s and still fit with larger-size C cups. When I started down this path, I was in my young 20s and had only been with one other guy besides my husband. It started out as my husband's fantasy to watch me with another man. When I did that, it opened a door inside me, and I realized how enjoyable it was. I loosened my view on sex and soon realized that orgasms came really easy now. Now I am hooked!
These are all real experiences; they are not fiction.
Chad, my husband, and I tried the double penetration sex a few more times. I did learn to enjoy it more but could never orgasm from it. I know some people really enjoy anal, but other than the closeness I felt to two men who wanted my body, the physical sensation never really did much for me.
My husband asked me why I always had him go in my butt, why not Chad? When I explained that was the one place I had saved for just him, he told me how sweet that was, but if it ever happened, he would not be upset. I still intended to keep that just for us, though.
Chad had drifted away in a serious relationship and the kids were at an age where I needed to be more aware of what I was doing. All this translated to one and one time with my husband, and I was perfectly happy that way.
My husband has always had an amazing way with kids. For some reason he just was able to connect with them; most others couldn’t. Naturally, he volunteered with an organization that helped kids experience things they normally didn’t get to try. That meant a lot of contact with single moms.
There was one mom, Amy, that bonded really well with my husband and eventually me. We became really good friends with her. She was starting to get serious with a guy, Dale, and moved in with him shortly afterwards. Eventually they invited us over for a game night.
After dinner our kids and her kids went off to play, and we started playing cards. There really wasn’t much card playing, as there was storytelling and laughing. We heard crying downstairs, so both my husband and Amy got up to investigate. I took the opportunity to use the facilities.
When I came out, Dale was standing by the couch. We stood chatting for a few minutes, and then he bent down and grabbed my chest. I didn’t flinch, so he rubbed both my boobs and then reached between my legs. As soon as it started, he stopped and sat down. He told me I have an amazing body and said he couldn’t resist. I didn’t know what to do or say, so I just mumbled thanks.
Amy and my husband came up, and the night resumed as if nothing happened. We eventually went home. When I told my husband about it, he said he was not surprised. Amy said that Dale isn’t one that can be trusted with other women.
We became close friends, spending many weekends together. Not much would happen between subtle touches or resting his leg against mine while sitting on the couch. Amy told me that he has wandering hands and eyes, so don’t be shocked if he gets touchy. I laughed but didn’t tell her I knew.
One winter night after Dale and my husband went for a snowmobile ride. They both ended up back at the house. Dale was commenting about this place he wanted to show us someday that had an amazing view of the sky at night. I was intrigued and said, "Let's go." My husband said he was all snowmobiled out for the day and said we could another night. Dale turned to me and said, "Let's go." My husband insisted we would go another day. I was bored out of my skull, so I asked Dale to take me. I suited up and away we went.
As we were riding, he would occasionally rub my leg when he could. We got to the field, and he shut the sled off. We looked at the stars, and he lay down on the seat and asked for a blowjob. I thought he was joking until he unzipped his snow pants and lowered them. I was shocked, but all I could think about was the poor little guy getting frostbite. I am not sure if it was because of my easygoing attitude about sex or why, but I acted on autopilot.
Without any thought, I reached down and took him into my mouth before it could get cold. I grabbed his balls and started rubbing them while I took him out and kissed all the way down his shaft and then ran my tongue on the underside. I then put him all the way down my throat, and to my surprise, he squirted cum in my mouth, and I swallowed it all. It didn’t even take 3 minutes.
Then it hit me what I had done. I had given a blowjob to my best friend's significant other. It was quite a while of regret before I realized he had my jacket and shirt pulled up and playing with my boobs. When he put his mouth on my nipples, I snapped out of it. It did feel great, so I didn’t immediately pull away. When I finally did, I pulled my shirt and jacket down, covering up.
We talked about how bad we were. He said she can never know, and I agreed. I pretended my husband couldn’t know, too. Then Dale said that we have to get my husband and Amy to play because he really wants to fuck me. I agreed; I felt the same way.
Later that night I told my husband what happened. He wasn’t upset but told me we really need to be careful. He doesn’t want to lose either of them as friends.
Over the next couple months our friendship grew. We hung out almost every weekend.
Whenever he could, Dale would touch me but was very discreet. No one was ever the wiser. I am sad to admit, I had a hard time controlling my urges and occasionally let my hand brush his crotch.
One weekend we both got babysitters and spent the day riding snowmobiles. It was getting late, so Dale and Amy invited us back to their house to sit in the hot tub and warm up. Of course me or my husband weren’t planning on hot tubbing so we didn’t bring any spare clothes so we declined. Both Amy and Dale said we could all just go in our underwear. It’s no different than a swimsuit, they said. We relented and went over.
We all walked into the basement, and once again I wasn’t shy about stripping down to my underwear and popping in. Soon everyone else followed suit. The seating arrangement was boy/girl/boy/girl.
It wasn’t too long before I felt a hand on my thigh. I panicked until I looked at my husband, who was deep into conversation, as he always was, with Amy. I really think Dale and I could go at it hardcore, and those two wouldn’t notice because whenever they were together, they were always deep in conversation.
Dale and I got up to refill our drinks. I didn’t mind walking with him in my wet bra and panties. When we got to the kitchen, he reached in and pulled my boob out and started sucking. At first I wrapped my arm around his head, holding him there, but then pulled him away, putting my boob away. It was getting hard to not go farther with him. I was soaking wet, and not because of the tub.
As we made our drinks, Dale said he is going to try and get Amy and my husband to hook up. I agreed we had to because I don’t know how much longer I can hold out while I rub him through his underwear.
We walked back into the hot tub and gave out drinks. Climbing back in, Dale seemed to steer the conversation towards sex but not obsessively. He got us talking about our favorite foreplay techniques and how we like to be touched but never got too graphic.
Soon we decided it was time to climb out and dry off. Amy and Dale brought us some spare clothes. Shorts and a T-shirt for my husband and sweat pants and a white T-shirt for me. We all took off our wet underwear and got dressed in our new attire.
It was very clear I didn’t have a bra on. I felt a little obvious the way I swayed and jiggled, but then again, they dressed me. Right?
I was kind of surprised when I saw Amy had on a top with spaghetti straps and soft short shorts. She looked great. I wondered if something was up.
We all sat down in the living room. Dale and Amy had lit some candles and had a nice fire going. The conversation started up where it left off.
This time Dale was telling the group what really worked on getting Amy in the mood. He demonstrated what he called “Angel Tickles” on me. Just barely touching the skin and running your fingers up and down the neck, arms, and my upper chest area. It felt amazing.
He told my husband to try on Amy. My husband awkwardly leaned over and started doing it to Amy’s arm. She purred lightly and told him to sit in her lap facing her and do that to her neck. He nervously straddled her lap and started running his fingers over her neck and up to her ears. He went a little farther and started rubbing her face and then down across the upper part of her chest and down her arms. Amy put her arms around my husband's lower back, lightly massaging him.
Dale and I were watching them intently as my hands rested on his upper legs and his were slowly circling my upper chest region. He would keep circling lower until his thumbs would just brush over my nipples, and then he would go back up. I don’t think I have ever wanted my shirt off so much.
My husband kept leaning in like he was going to kiss Amy but then would rest his head on her shoulder or whisper something in her ear. After about the 4th time of this, he finally made contact with her lips. It was a deep and sensual kiss. The type you see from two people who have been denying their lust for too long.
Dale took that as a green light to move forward. What we did was completely opposite of what they did. We had pure lust on our minds. As Dale was leaning in for a frenzied make-out session, his hands were already removing my T-shirt. My hands were around his back, holding his body against mine as our tongues explored each other's bodies.
As I stuck my hand down Dale’s pants, he suddenly stopped kissing me and stared at Amy and my husband. While I held Dale's penis in my hand, he was staring intently. My husband and Amy were just passionately kissing and holding each other. They weren’t ripping each other's clothes off like we were. We were in stark contrast, me with my shirt hanging off my arm, with Dale’s dick in my hand. Amy was still fully clothed and playfully kissing my husband.
Dale asked me why they weren’t farther along. He said jealousy was starting to set in, and maybe we should stop. I finally let go of the object I have been wanting for a while, and he got up, calling Amy into the other room.
I walked over to my husband and cuddled into him after putting my shirt on. Amy came out a few minutes later and said Dale was having 2nd thoughts and to relax. After about half an hour they came out, and Amy grabbed my husband's hand and led him downstairs. Dale and I went into the bedroom.
Dale told me that they were going to sort the feelings out later as he took my shirt off. He went right to my chest and started playing with my boobs. He sucked on my nipples so hard I had to tell him to slow it down. Before I noticed, he had taken my sweatpants off, and I was completely nude now. His mouth worked his way down to between my legs.
I was already wet and worked up, so it wasn’t too long before he gave me my first orgasm. I squeezed my thighs tight around his head and held him there until my high had subsided.
I reached down, pulling his head to mine, and cleaned all my juices off his face. For some reason, this turns me on immensely. I started kissing him deeply again and then worked my way down his neck.
I pulled away and stood up, letting him see my nude body fully. He said he wanted to see every inch of me, so I turned around and bent slightly at the hip to show him my ass. I grabbed his hands and stood him up.
I removed his shirt and kissed down his chest while I sat down on the edge of the bed. I pulled his pants down over his erection and was rewarded with a nice bouncing penis. Of course I wanted him back in my mouth. I looked in his eyes as I engulfed his penis and then worked his balls into my mouth.
Now that both of us were completely naked, I pulled him down on top of me. As we were kissing, I scooted my hips towards him while I guided him inside me. There was no doubt in his mind as he slid all the way in without giving me time to adjust to him. It was a split second of uncomfortableness but instantly turned to pleasure.
He was in charge. He set the pace, and I had no problem keeping up. We rocked together in unison, and it didn’t take very long before I felt the telltale indication he was about to cum. I expected him to stop to make it last longer, but he just kept pumping, and soon I was full of his sperm.
I didn’t know this existed in men, but he didn’t stop. He just kept going. The excitement of having someone cum in me had worked me up, and soon I was cumming again. I expected him to stop, but he just kept going. Next thing I knew, he was working up to another orgasm. After this one he said he needed a shower.
He grabbed my hand and led me into the shower. He was still hard! We made out while the water washed over us. We both spent a lot of time touching each other's nude bodies. I spent a lot of time kissing down his body. He really liked how I swirled my tongue around his balls. I admit, it was a huge turn on having his shaft slapping my face while I licked him.
He took his time getting to know my body. Almost every square inch was kissed and rubbed. It felt amazing having his tongue run over my whole body.
I couldn’t take it anymore, and he knew it. He guided me up on the edge of the bathtub, which was the perfect height to slip him inside me. He held me against the wall as we fucked like wild animals. It wasn’t too long before he came again. I had to play with myself to finish off my building orgasm, which he seemed to enjoy watching me masturbate while we kissed.
Soon we were dressed in robes and getting water. Amy came up to get a drink, wrapped in a towel. She looked very satisfied, as I am sure Dale and I did.
We made a few awkward comments before she said, “See you in the morning," and headed back downstairs.
Surprised, I grabbed Dale’s hand and brought him back to the bedroom. I removed his robe and pushed him down, and then I removed mine. As I was climbing on top of him, I realized he was already hard again! In one motion I climbed on top and guided him in as our lips met. We started kissing while I slowly rose up and down while grinding on him. I wanted a nice slow lovemaking session this time.
I felt him start to tense, so I sat up and stopped moving, just enjoying having him in me. I asked him how he can be hard so quick. He said it has always been that way; he can cum multiple times before he loses his erection. I started to rotate my hips slightly and then fed my nipples into my mouth. Low and behold, he came in me again.
I tested his theory and kept going, and he stayed hard. After I knew he wouldn’t go soft, I leaned down and held my boob on his mouth. After a couple minutes I climbed off of him and started running his dick up and down my boobs, but I was careful to not let him cum.
When I felt it was my turn, I climbed back on him except with my back to him. I like this way; it gives different sensations. First I leaned down between his legs, giving him a great view of him entering me. I then sat straight up, and with one hand tweaking my nipple, with the other I started rubbing my clit. As I felt my orgasm building with intensity, I turned to him and told him I wanted him to cum with me. To tell you the truth, my orgasm was so strong I never was really sure if he came or not. It was a long, hard, breathtaking orgasm; I just collapsed between his legs when it was done. We both collapsed from exhaustion and woke up nude, covered in each other's cum a few hours later.
The sleep affected Dale. He woke up a different man. He looked at me and said that it was time to go home. He went downstairs and came up with my husband and Amy. I tried to hug him goodbye, but he wanted nothing to do with it. We said our goodbyes and left. Both of us were exhausted but still had an early morning sled ride home. We were grateful when we finally made it home.
After some sleep, we talked about last night. He didn’t share a lot of details. He said they talked a lot about the situation. I guess Amy told Dale she wasn’t going to pass up the opportunity to be with my husband and put on some brand new lingerie. They only did it once, but it lasted a long time and was very passionate. Afterwards they fell asleep talking.
Amy called later that night. She said Dale didn’t have a problem swapping, but the fact that Amy and my husband spent so much time talking really bothered him. She said it will smooth over in a few days.
Amy asked me our thoughts. I told her we both had a really great time and don’t have any issues with what happened. She said she was glad, and she had a great time too. She even said she hopes we can do it again sometime.
In a couple days, things had smoothed over with them, and we all made plans to come over the next weekend. After the kids went to bed, we split off and went to our separate beds. Just with each other's partners. This became common practice every time we got together. When we went out on date nights, we would act like the other was our date. We even spent a weekend out of town and swapped partners for the whole weekend.
Amy invited me over to her house to help her paint a bedroom. Dale came home and was hanging out in the room with us. Amy’s kids were gone for the weekend. Dale somehow convinced us he could tell who was touching his penis. We tied a blindfold on him, and each proceeded to stroke him. He always could tell. We upped the ante and started sucking him, but he only got it right about 50% of the time. We kept playing games like that for a while; he could easily decipher who was kissing him and whose nipples were in his mouth. Amy kept saying we should invite my husband over, but we never said yes. We eventually had him lie on his back, and each of us took a turn riding him. He knew right away who was who. I am not sure who decided to just take the blindfold off, and then we took turns fucking him. He came in me first missionary style and then came in Amy doggy style. It was such a rush. We spent the next couple hours nude, lying in bed together.
I told my husband when I got home, and as much as he wanted to play, he wasn’t upset. He eventually got the better opportunity.
These games went off and on for a long time. Sometimes Dale and I would have a quickie or Amy and my husband would. Most of the time it was swapping, though.
Amy and Dale had problems not related to our swapping. They eventually broke up. Amy needed a place to stay and stayed with us temporarily while she found a place for her and the kids.
She actually asked me to still “look after” Dale, which I did often. We spent a lot of “Naked Nights” where clothing was not allowed in the house. I had a lot of fun and did a lot of things with Dale, but he started getting very attached to me, so I broke it off with him.
In turn, she had no issues seducing my husband. They played often, and he had no complaints.
We decided to relieve the stress of the breakup that we were going to get a babysitter for the kids and go into town for a nice dinner. Amy and I got ready while my husband took our kids to their friends' houses. We both decided that we were going to get dressed really sexy to make my husband look like a pimp!
We both took turns in the bathroom showering and getting dresses. Amy came out wearing this tight black dress that was really short, showing a lot of cleavage. I was wearing a tight white top and a short, tight black skirt about mid-thigh. We helped each other finish our hair. When my husband got home, he could hardly put a full sentence together.
We walked into the restaurant on each side of my husband. Throughout dinner I would catch guys staring at me and Amy. We both ignored the looks and just were flirty with my husband. When it came time to go, we both gave him a peck on the cheek and thanked him.
When we got home, rather than immediately change, we all sat on the couch with my husband in the middle. We talked and giggled for a while. Then Amy told my husband to shut his eyes. Thinking we were going to play the same guess-who game, I smiled at Amy. Instead, she guided his mouth to my mouth and then started kissing his neck.
Then I guided my husband's mouth to Amy’s mouth while I started kissing his neck. This went on for a while, just switching off kissing my husband. I felt my husband's hand on my cheek, and he guided me to Amy’s mouth. We both kissed passionately while my husband took turns kissing our necks. This was the first time I kissed a girl, and I have to admit, it was awesome.
We broke our kiss, and Amy started unbuttoning my husband's shirt while I removed his pants. He didn’t protest much. Soon he was naked while we were dressed in our dresses.
Amy started by kissing him passionately and then started moving down his neck. I joined her going down the other side of his neck. We continued on to his chest, each lightly flicking his nipples. As we went down farther, we briefly kissed and then worked our way to his dick. She took him all the way into his mouth, and I started sucking his balls. I worked my way up to his shaft as she licked the tip. Soon our tongues were playing with each other, and we kissed the opposite side of his penis all the way down to his balls, both taking one in our mouths. Then back up.
My husband loved this so much. He knew it would end too quickly, so he pulled us away. I told Amy to come along and grabbed my husband to lead him to the bedroom.
We stood at the bed, taking turns kissing each other. My husband was trying to figure out how to get Amy’s dress off but was having a hard time. I reached over and started kissing her while unzipping her dress. I took her dress off and was surprised to see she had nothing on underneath. I started to kiss her as she unbuttoned my shirt and slipped it off. Then she unzipped my skirt and pulled it off. We were still kissing when my husband removed my bra and panties.
I have never been with a woman or desired a woman before I kissed Amy. The kisses we were sharing weren’t just for my husband's benefit. We both wanted this.
Soon, all 3 of us were completely nude and lying in bed. Amy was the first to sit on my husband's lap and start riding him. I was alternating between kissing both of them. Then I shocked myself and started playing with her boobs, and she grabbed my head and led it to her nipple.
With my free hand I reached down and started playing with my husband's penis as Amy rode him. She gave a little sigh whenever I inadvertently touched her. I figured she liked it, so I started playing with her, which drove her to a full-fledged orgasm.
We switched places, and she reciprocated. It wasn’t long before I was also having a strong orgasm that took my breath away.
Having two women at the same time was just too much for my husband, and he came hard inside me. We all collapsed in a pile on the bed. It wasn’t too long before my husband got up to get some wet towels to clean up with.
I got carried away and reached over and started kissing Amy. She passionately kissed me back. Soon our hands were wandering all over each other. We both forgot about my husband.
I started kissing down Amy’s body. I really enjoyed playing with her chest and sucking on her nipples. If her breathing was any indication, she was enjoying it too. I continued down her body.
As my mouth reached between her legs, I looked into her passion-filled eyes, and for the first time I tasted a woman. It wasn’t long before she was having another explosive orgasm. I never knew women could get so wet.
I started my way back up to her lips. She broke off our kiss and said, "Your mouth smells…” We both laughed as we kissed. She didn’t go down on me as eloquently as I had her. She just reached down and started fingering me until I exploded in a toe-curling orgasm.
We both held each other and kissed passionately as we came down off our highs. We were still wrapped in each other's arms when my husband lay down next to us.
He was hard as a rock. After a few kisses, Amy said she has work to do and gave my husband a very quick blow job and swallowed it all.
We were all spent and fell asleep. The next morning into the afternoon we all stayed nude. We had sex with each other one more time before we had to go pick up the kids. Amy was shy and didn’t go down on me, but I did her.
Over the next few weeks Amy would sneak into our bed often at night. She found a new place to live. We still would play for a while until she decided it was time to start dating again.
The last time the three of us were together sexually, something felt different. It was way more sensual than the past. Almost like she knew it was our last time. After my husband came, he left the room to get drinks and wash clothes. As soon as the door closed, she climbed on top of me and gave me a very passionate kiss. She surprised me and spun around into a 69. She brought me to an instant orgasm but kept going. When I made her cum on my tongue she made me cum on her tongue for a 2nd time and I swear the most intense orgasm I have ever had.
She started dating a guy soon after. We remained very close friends, but none of us were ever intimate again.
This whole experience was surreal. I had no idea I was interested in women. My world opened up sexually, and a whole new world was ready for the picking!
