"So, when are we getting together?" my sister Janet asked.
"I don't know. I haven't asked Bob yet."
"Oh? I assumed you had. Why not?"
"Quite frankly I don't know how he would respond. We've only been married a year and to suggest that we swap with you guys - that could create a problem. I don't want to screw up my marriage."
"Yeah, I understand. I assume you are totally on-board with doing it, aren't you?"
"Oh, yeah. It will be like old times before I got married. You know me. I love sex and certainly had more than my share. Each guy, each cock, was a new experience."
"One year of marriage and only one cock. That's a big change for you. Tom and I thought you would be ready for more."
"Don't get me wrong, sis, I would love to fuck your husband again. We had so much fun back then. I thought I could settle down with Bob and his nice big cock. Each time he brings me to at least a couple of orgasms. After we went to bed that first time I was sure he was the guy to keep me satisfied.
"Our sex is great but I'm getting that same old ich for new cock. And it's only been a year! It's not his fault, it's me. Too many years of screwing around, lots of different cocks. I didn't realize how addicted I was. I really don't want to screw around behind his back."
"I don't see a problem, Susan. You and I shared boyfriends back in college, swapping back and forth. Even with Tom. We all had fun."
"Bob doesn't know about any of that, much less how much fucking around I did. He's going to figure out he married a slut, and my marriage is toast."
"One way or the other you are going to deal with that addiction of yours. Seems to me you have only two choices: Ignore that 'ich' which I don't think you can do or find some guys to fuck. The four of us get together, I screw your husband and Tom does you. You get the extra cock you need. My husband is the safe choice."
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A week after turning 18 I enthusiastically lost my virginity to an older neighbor kid. He was popular and already had experience. The next week he took me to a party and pulled me into a bedroom. I laid there spreadeagled after he finished when the door opened and some guy came in. A couple of minutes later this new guy was inside me. I was still mellowed out and just closed my eyes to focused on the new cock. Jimmy said five guys had me, plus himself.
I cupped my sore and dripping pussy and waddled to the bathroom. My pussy was puffy and so stretched that I hoped it would return to normal. A week ago an 18-year old virgin, now already six guys. It was my most exciting experience up to that point. Jimmy shared me a few other times that summer before I started college.
I quickly gravitated to older students with the skills and equipment to satisfy my libido. Sex became my hobby. In my senior year I met Bob and fell in love with his beautiful cock. We dated for barely two months before he proposed and got married right after graduation.
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"So what do you think, Janet? What's best the way to approach Bob?"
"I think you are making this too complicated. For starters the four of us need to do more socializing. Try to do things together that bring us into physical contact with sexual connotations. We start by having you guys over for cookout. You tell Bob that I think he's really sexy. Admit that you bragged about his big cock and I was really impressed. Does he still have his suit from the swim team?
"Probably. Haven't seen it for a while. It might not fit."
"If you can find it, make him wear it when you come over for our hot tub. Make him show off a little. I'll have Tom make his famous margaritas, extra strong. I play a little kissy face with Bob and do some mild making out. You and Tom do the same.
"Then, depending on how that goes, I can tell him of our interest. The more I think about it, I think it's better if I broach the topic rather than you. Then if he says no, he thinks bad of me but no harm to your marriage."
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"Hey, Bob, this is Janice. Tom and I were planning to grill some hamburgers, how about you guys coming over?"
"Sure, sounds like fun. Can we bring anything?"
"No. Tom will fix margaritas. Oh, bring your swim suit and we can use the hot tub later."
"Susan, I can't find my new swim suit. You know, the blue one I bought last year for our vacation."
"Haven't seen it, honey. Don't you have any others?"
"Just my old one from college when I was on the swim team. I don't know if it even fits anymore. No way I'm going to wear it."
"Yeah, that suit didn't leave much to the imagination but we are already late. It's just Tom and my sister. Besides I don't mind showing you off to her. She already thinks you are quite the stud and said I was one lucky girl to get you. I agreed and did a little bragging."
"Oh?"
"I told her your cock was the biggest I ever had. Our first fuck was so outstanding that I wasn't going to let you get away. It's one of the reasons I married you."
"Oh, I thought it was my personality."
"Uh huh. Wear the suit and give Janet something to ogle."
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"I'm ready for one of your famous margaritas, Tom," I announced as we joined them on the patio.
"Sure thing, got a whole pitcher ready. Bob?"