One time only, in strange circumstances. Last summer my husband invited his oldest friend, whom we usually see only once a year, to stay over night with us at the beach. My husband has been slowly bringing him into our sex lives, sharing me with him. At first, my husband would lift my skirt, just offering glimpses of my naked cunt and ass. Then the friend was invited to watch as my husband caressed me to orgasm. The following year, the friend lay beside me on the bed and stroked my ass, back, and neck, and ran his fingers through my hair, while my husband fucked me from behind, telling him how wet I was (to my own astonishment, it was true!) and when my flush began to cover my neck and shoulders, saying, "she's gonna cum soon," which I did, explosively. The friend then came on my back by rubbing his cock between the cheeks of my ass. The wildness and transgressiveness of what we were doing was thrilling, and each encounter left me feeling hypersexualized!
Last summer, things went further. While I wore a mask covering my eyes--I still have a little shyness about all this--the two of them began touching and caressing me together. I lay on my stomach and received a 4-handed message from head to toe. Is that finger in my cunt my husband's or the friend's? Who's that toying with my clit? It was thrillingly wicked not to know, andI was very quickly aroused and dripping. The two of them brought me to orgasm with their touches, and then my husband fucked me to orgasm again. Still wearing the mask, I then blew my husband (their cocks were different enough so that I could easily tell who was who), while the friend licked me from behind, and after my husband came, he sat back and was out of the action for a while. I was still extremely excited, and while I played with the friend's cock, he fingered my cunt and kissed my neck. Unfortunately, he didn't know how I liked to be touched, and my gentle efforts to guide his hand motions didn't quite communicate what I needed. After a while, I began to get physically sore, and rather than explain things, I decided the best course would be to fake an orgasm. Afterwards, the friend came quickly, again rubbing his cock between the cheeks of my ass. As soon as I possibly could, I told my husband that I had faked it and why. We decided it was best never to tell the friend. For the few minutes until I could tell my husband, I felt terrible.
--fantasm