Sometimes, life works out in wonderful ways. In my case, there were six months where my entire world was turned upside down and inside out, in the best way possible.
My wife and I had been married a couple of years, and we had purchased our first home. We were in bliss! We had met in high school, dated through that and college. I was more adventurous in bed, but she had somewhat of a wild look in her eyes every once and a while that made me wonder what she was thinking. We lost our virginity to each other during high school and to say we had sex just about everywhere was an understatement. I loved the time just after fucking her (she differentiated between being fucked and lovemaking) when we would look into each other's soul. Her eyes would still be dilated and she always had a satisfied, sly smile. I would still be having convulsions and contractions in my crotch, and because of the wonders of youth, my dick remained hard at full mast.
There were nights when I would have 5 or more orgasms, and she would have even more as I loved to "reset" by going down on her between sessions, and she was one of the multi-orgasmic girls who had orgasms with just simple plain sex. My favorite memory was when she would ride me- she would ride hard for a while and then as she came closer to her orgasm, her thrusts up and down turned into grinding and stretching her body out as she arched her back and used my knees as anchor points for her arms. Her breasts stood out and her nipples were erect. As she started to orgasm, her stomach muscles would contract and her ab muscles would become more pronounced. Eventually, she would start shuttering and shaking, and then lurch forward into my arms and start kissing me deeply while her hips undulated and grind until she was exhausted. Our sex life was incredible, and I could not imagine anything better.
We had a circle of friends that we adored, and as was typical, there would be times that the girls would gather to talk leaving us guys to basically drink and talk about old times. I was a private person and rarely mentioned anything about my sex life with my wife other than I was a happy, happy, boy. My friends would tease me as they knew I had but one sex partner, whereas they had several. Out of the six couples three were married and three were engaged. We had a really close friendship and enjoyed spending time together.
One evening we were invited to dinner by John and Hannah. John was in the military and Hannah was a paralegal. Long story short, John had to deploy for a year and they decided to not move to the new location together. They asked us if we would be willing to rent a room to Hannah, both because she worked in the same firm as my wife and Hannah didn't want to be alone. We agreed, and a few weeks later she moved into the downstairs room. We were all young and had no worries, and it reminded me a bit of a sophisticated college arrangement.
A few weeks had passed and I needed to do laundry. Long story short, as I was folding my clothes, I ran across a pair of thong panties. I knew they were not my wife's as she was not fond of that type. I did not think much of it because this was typical of what I was used to in college. There was a cork board with all sorts of clothes pinned to it in sort of a lost and found. Anyways, I knew she was home and I went to her room, knocked and when she opened the door I handed her thong to her. She turned red, and tried to apologize but I used the moment to deflect with humor- I said "Hannah, there really are no words you can say about this, now that I have literally gotten my hands in your underwear. She blushed and smiled wryly as she said, "you wish!"
I didn't think much of it really, and life went on. My wife and I were having the time of our lives, and me being the more adventurous, I introduced a hitachi wand to our lives. This was our first toy ever, and initially my wife was apprehensive. I was more of the mindset of "what do we have to lose?" So we tried it. I used it on her entire pussy, and got her incredibly excited. I then used fingers with the wand and she about came unglued. She was screaming and moaning louder than ever.
I knew Hannah had to be hearing this along with the neighbors but I didn't give a damn. My wife had an intense orgasm and squirted. Her legs were trembling and her teeth were chattering like when you get really cold. I pried her legs apart, and in one move buried my cock deeply in her. I could feel her pussy contracting as she gasped for air and let out deep moaning and loud yelps as I would push deeper into her. Before too long she was yelling "fuck me harder, don't stop!" I had her legs pinned on my shoulders and happily obliged. I fucked her relentlessly. We always used a towel under us which for me was a handy way of controlling her ass and hips. I would grab the towel and combined with my thrusts, I would lift her and time the movement where she kinda bounced off the mattress and we would meet in a loud smack in between the motion with my dick bottoming out on each stroke. It drove my wife nuts and after we both had huge orgasms, she laid in the fetal position quivering.
The next night my wife started a conversation that began with, "Do you ever talk to John about our sex life?" I said I had not. She then said, "Hannah told me at lunch that she has never had an orgasm, or at least she doesn't think she has, and she thinks we are basically porn stars." I asked what she based that assumption on and my wife responded with between hearing us and my wife telling her about the experience she was jealous and wanted to get John to fuck her well. My wife didn't have much advice to offer. We had grown up together and outside of a lot experience with each others bodies, we were not good resources.
Some time had passed, life went on, and occasionally my wife would mention something new about Hannah and John's sex life based on her talking with Hannah. My wife mentioned that they had talked about fantasies and my wife said hers was to have me seduce her like a stranger at a bar, take her to a hotel and have sex. It was pretty bland as far as fantasies. She mentioned that Hannah wanted to have a threesome. I laughed and said "like that will ever happen!" I didn't think more about it and went on with life.
I was doing my laundry again and had forgot to take it from the dryer. I went down the next day and retrieved the clothes, started to fold and separate and found another thong. I laughed and thought that it was getting awkward. It was a Tuesday and I was working from home. My wife and Hannah were at work so I decided to just put it on Hannah's bed. I walked in and found Hannah in a bathrobe. I freaked out. She was supposed to be at work. I apologized and tried to drop her thong on her bed. She came over and grabbed my hand, and at the same time rubbed her thigh into my crotch while starting to kiss me. I stopped her and told her I couldn't do this. She kept saying "it's ok Scott, Julie will not mind. We have talked about it... a lot."
