Truth Shared Thirty Years Later

It hit me like a ton of brick, a notice of my thirty-year high school reunion. Then, within days, old friends and acquaintances reached out in every way possible. And l guess l have to thank them because my first instinct was not to attend. Life and love had taken me many miles away from what I used to call home, but the more l thought about it, the more my interest grew.

After all, l had much to be proud of a promising career, which l was about to retire from, a great husband, and wonderful kids now grown and out of the house. The only thing holding me back was that l wasn't the same person, but none of us were.

My friend Susan put me over the hill; our relationship was unique, yet I never spoke of it to my husband. It was easier to live two lives, then and now, but the Reunion was about to send them on a collision course.

To make things easy, we took a suite in the hotel where the reunion would occur. Some fantastic sex with my husband Alex was just what l needed, then a quick nap before having to get ready for what would most likely be a long night. My mindset was excited lounging around in my sexy undergarments made up of a black bra and matching panties, garter, and fishnet stockings. My six-inch "fuck me heels" shined like the sun, and my unique dress was perfect for the occasion. Alex was also looking the part, but he would have to wait until we got back, and lucky him as l was in the mood for anal.

Not wanting to be the first there, we waited a half hour past the appointed time, so the room sounded rocking when we arrived. Although it had been many years, it wasn't tough to recognize my old classmates. However, although l scanned the room many times, l did not see Susan anywhere. I had mixed feelings about it, but when l stopped looking, l was grabbed from behind. "Hello, Pet," Susan said.

A tingle ran down my legs as well as moisture while old memories flashed in my head. l feared my very observant husband would see how nervous l was. Susan, who was always bossy, took control. She introduced herself to Alex, and she seemed upset that he did not know who she was, let alone all the particulars that l had kept secret all these years.

When Alex started to make inquiries, Susan grabbed me by the arm and made me dance with her. Her hands were all over me, but my husband had an ear-to-ear grin, so l didn't insist she stop. I am not sure how many drinks l had; l could only say too much, and l was feeling no pain. I wasn't the only one, and since our suite had two bedrooms, I insisted that Susan crash with us and not drive home in her state.

In our room, my husband headed straight in for a shower. That gave us girls a few minutes to cover some ground. Susan was still a bit upset that l never told Alex about us, and maybe l should have, but because I lived a thousand miles away, I saw no reason, and honestly, l wasn't sure how he would have reacted to it.

I followed Susan into her bedroom now undressed; she still looked incredible. l kissed her goodnight and joined my husband who was just out of the shower. l washed my body and when l was done l happily sucked his cock. But he had other ideas leading me to the bed. A half-hazard drying off, and then he reached into my bag after handing me the jar of lube; I climbed onto the bed. My heart was pounding as l waited on all four; the first thing l felt was his warm tongue lashing at both of my holes. l did not hold back on the pleasure l felt even if we were not quite alone. Maybe it was bragging rights, a tease, or hope that echoed in our room. l made it clear to my husband as well as to the rooms on either side how l needed his cock in my ass.

He pressed his hard cock inside of my dripping pussy and l was more fucking him than he me. And l welcomed the chill of his lubed thumb, working around and around my tight hole until l begged him to put it in. Having both of my holes attended to feels terrific, but l was very worked up for many reasons; l reached under, grasped his cock, then placed it at my rear entry myself, unable to wait any longer. It yielded without any pain at all, his balls slapping at my pussy as his body slammed my wanting ass cheeks.

My husband grabbed my hips, picking up speed; l knew he was close to coming. "In my ass, in my ass, please fill my ass, Sweetheart." l moaned. We fell upon the bed, and Alex only took minutes to begin snoring lightly. I wasn't far behind, but just then, my phone chimed as a text came in. It was Susan who was ordering me to come to her bedroom. I softly called to my husband, and with no response, l grabbed my robe and went to Susan's bedroom.

"What is it? What's wrong?" l asked.

Susan was lying on the blankets, and the moonlight coming through the window highlighted her beauty. "I miss you, Pet. Don't you remember your promise?" She asked in a sultry voice.

"No, l mean yes, but I'm married now," I answered.

"Well, marriage has nothing to do with forever, and you promised me that you would be mine forever. When you are hundreds of miles away, l understand, but not when just a wall separates us, l expect you to be of your word. Now come and eat my pussy, it has missed you too."

"Yes, Mistress." And with that, l dropped my robe where l stood and approached her, my Mistress, how l missed the scent of her flesh, and my lips knew the way as if we were never apart. Back and forth upward, her silky legs l went, and then when my nose caught the aroma of her sweet box, there was no other place l wanted to be. l suppressed all those feelings, but now, l can no longer do it. Placing my hands on the folds of her knees, l lifted them, setting the table for my midnight snack.

Her moans fueled me, and l wanted nothing more than to please her. Lifting her legs higher, l targeted her second hole. New tricks were learned and to her delight.

"Oh yes, Pet, eat my ass." She moaned.

She came quickly to the special attention but was far from finished, telling me to grab her bag from the dresser. A quick search revealed her harness and a rather large rubber cock. My pussy dripped as l installed it to her body, knowing all too well what would come next. She stroked her false manhood and then instructed me to suck it. l was anxious to show her my new skills, taking it full length down my throat.

"Oh, my-my, you have become quite the slut haven't you?"

"Yes, Mistress."

I was then ordered to lie on the bed, but l found it cold from the wet spot she had left moments earlier. But that thought quickly went away as she pressed her cock forward inside of me. It was bigger than Alex, but my pussy was so wet it wasn't a struggle, nor did it hurt. That was until she pressed it against my anus; ouch, l screamed.

"Too big, Pet?"

"No, Mistress, it is just that Alex fucked me there earlier, so I am tender there."

Susan returned to pounding my pussy, and just then, the room filled with light streaming through the doorway. It was Alex in his pajama bottom with a look of shock on his face.

Susan took full control. "Don't just stand there, eat my ass while l fuck your wife."

I could feel my husband climb up on the bed with us, then only the rubber cock stretching my pussy open. Susan would plunge and then hold as my husband sank his tongue inside of her. Both of us ladies orgasmed over and over again until finally, she fell away. We were both tits up catching our breath. Alex had stood up and was taking us in, his cock in great need of attention.

"Go ahead Pet, suck his cock like the good slut you are." She instructed me.

l did so with great delight, it was like a mountain being lifted off my shoulders. I could seemingly be a good wife and a slut too. Then to my delight Susan joined me, we ran our lips down the sides of Alex's cock meeting at the head. Over and over again, until he claimed to be at his end where l wrapped my lips tightly around his head to catch every drip. My mouth still holding the prize l pressed my lips against Susan's, she fought it at first but gave way to my impatient tongue. We shared his seen and then some.

The three of us climbed back on the bed and life couldn't be better, or so l thought. l woke to my husband's moans and my Mistress taking his virgin ass. l crawled to the headboard where he could eat my pussy while l watched, l was never so turned on in my life.

When Susan tired she reached around my husband stroking his cock. Then after he came on my breasts both of them licked my tits clean. We returned to our bedroom where the shower was large enough to fit all three of us. Then after drying off my husband called down to the front desk, asking for a pot of coffee to be sent up and informing them that we would be staying another night.

With no reason to hold back any longer l came clean with my yesteryears with Susan, needless to say, my husband was very turned on by the fact. We dressed, had breakfast, and toured the old neighborhood with far less interest than one might expect, our thoughts on returning to our suite and what might happen next.

We stopped at Susan's on our way back, a quick pit stop for her to grab a few things. After another group shower, we had a good two-hour suck and fuck session, all knowing there was far more to come.

We visited for a few hours, times that have passed, and hopes for the future covered much ground. Alex was all ears, especially when Susan and my secrets were brought to light. I quickly took a different stance after now seeing how hot my husband found it, my only regret was not doing it sooner. We were not sexual hermits, we even had a few romps involving others from time to time. But we always stayed in our lanes which limited what could have been. But my bisexuality was out there now and from what has happened l began to see questions in my husband's also, this fact excited me to no end. A secret still held was my watching of male Gay porn at times, their interactions always brought me wonderful orgasms. I couldn't say if Alex was up for such but now there was at least a chance in my mind, and now maybe an opportunity.

When l had a private moment with Susan while Alex released himself l spoke of such things, Susan only smiled back but what a smile it was. Maybe with that in mind or maybe not, Susan asked Alex to kneel before her. She parted her knees and even from across the room l could see her bald well used pussy. "You know of our pack now and how you will have to share your wife with me from this day forward, correct?" Susan asked. My husband Alex wasted no time with his quick response of yes.

Good Susan said, "But what about you, where do you see yourself in the mix?" She asked.

I pledge myself to you Mistress, my husband humbly replied. Then he leaned over kissing her feet. For me that brought my life full circle, the unbelievable task of having to pick between them taken away as now l can have them both. I hurried to join my husband, kissing her other foot. Then each to their own, our lips worked their way up her silky thighs.

I let him please her creamy box first, dying to get out of what little clothing l had on. Then when naked l drew near again, playing with Alex's hanging balls after dropping his drawers downward. After reaching her climax our mistress instructed me to reward Alex for his job well done by eating his ass while he finished his clean-up of her sloppy pussy.

It was not my first time doing such but being instructed to do so added. Little something and l could tell by his reaction my husband was in the need to be used. The thought and my feverishly wagging finger brought me to completion also, but l was far from done.

l think we all knew this night was far from over but my husband nor l had any idea of what was about to happen. Susan stood pacing naked back and forth while on her phone, l couldn't make out what she was saying. But in the end, she all smiling from ear to ear. She told us to go in and shower, to return undressed and ready for anything. As we washed my husband and l tossed ideas of what might be in store for us, his cock already throbbing once again to whatever was in our cards.

As we dried off we could hear voices coming from outside the door, but by the time we re-entered the main area the voices moved to Susan's bedroom. Well past shy my husband and l laid on top of the bed while l stroked his cock and he fingered my wet pussy. It was the crack of the door that drew both of our attention, our Mistress was in thigh-high black boots with a riding crop in her hand and jewelry which hung low from her erect nipples.

Her other hand contained a leash and on its end an Amazonian woman in a teddy of sorts which matched our Mistress. Her hair hung low hiding her face but with a quick glimpse, she seemed to be known to me but l couldn't quite place her. With a light crack of the crop to her leg and her eyes upon me, she sang out. "Come to me." I let loose my grip on my husband's cock and crawled from the bed heart pounding. I kissed her feet then l pressed my mouth to her hot pussy, her juices ran down my tongue using it to part her outer lips. Her grip on the hair of her head was tight but it wasn't like she wished to go anywhere. No, l was very much home with my mouth pleasing her, and the fact my husband looked on made it all the better.

I heard a loud crack of her crop, but it wasn't upon me. Then her command. "Go suck his cock." My husband's loud moans soon followed and his muttering of "Oh, yes. Just like that." After a few minutes, he warned this mystery woman to stop or he would come. That must have been some blow job as my husband had the great ability to hold off such things.

But our Mistress countermanded him. "No, keep sucking, l want you to swallow his reward." A moment later the scream as my husband unloaded in her mouth. Once again our Mistress made her wants clear. "Now it's your turn."

Just then she used her grip on my hair to turn my head. With the taste of my husband's cum still in her mouth she crawled up on the bed. Her tight teddy could not contain her balls spilling out on one side and her large cock on the other. At that moment more than one thing became clear to me, she was a he of sorts and she was Terry the Star quarterback of our high school football team. Many of us girls tried to snag him and now the reason they couldn't was clear.

It took a moment longer for my husband to realize who Terry was, not until her hanging parts were just above his face. He looked around her and towards me looking for aid. "Honey, a little help here."

My response was clear and to the point. "Did you not commit to our Mistress?" Terry reached down and joined his cock to his balls, are both on the same side now. I watched with great eagerness to see what my husband would do. l wasn't surprised he was a man of his word but l was surprised how it affected me. He no sooner took her cock in his mouth and my pussy erupted with cum, l cupped what l could tasting the sweetness of it. Our Mistress had to pull me back to service her more than once, she also came quickly to my mouth and the show before her.

l could hear both of their moans my husband was past any reserves he might have had. Terry, whose voice was no longer familiar to me warned me she was going to cum. I turned just in time to see his cock balls deep in my husband's mouth as he drank down her spunk. The grip of my hair was released and l raced to the bed, a deep kiss with him while the salty reward still contained in his mouth.

There was little doubt how my husband felt about these new things, but if there was any it was put to rest by his raging hard-on. Pre-cum had already formed and l hoped our Mistress would have ordered him to fuck me. But she had other ideas which in a way were better yet. She ordered Terry on all fours and for me to move the crouch of her teddy out of the way.

I did as instructed then gathered some spit and the last signs of his spunk l wet his hole. One and then a second finger entered his man-pussy, and Terry was enjoying it. Then l took a tight grip of my husband's cock forcing the blood to the head, making it extra firm for entry in Terry's tight ass. I watched as inch after inch disappeared inside his hole, while l grinded my pussy against Terry's back. My cum flowed down his spine, gathering it up only to drop it on his stretched pink hole as my husband continued to fuck him.

Just then our mistress joined in, strapped up she pressed her way into my husband's ass. He feverishly plunged his cock in Terry, only to accept the rubber manhood deep into his ass. Over and over to the point we were all at our end, the boys being fucked, the toy smashing against our Mistress's clitty, and for me, just the hotness of it all. l wanted nothing more than full abandonment, fuck and be fucked, suck and be sucked. And that was exactly with we got until we could stand no more.

I woke to the shaking of the bed and the boy's cocks in each other's mouth. Plus our Mistress looking on from the chair in the corner watching with pride. l climbed up on the arms of the chair, pressed her face into my pussy. "It's your turn now, Mistress."

If nothing else l learned that rules were made to be broken, and breaking them is half the fun. We found some new swing friends after returning home, bisexual ones this time. But it is always the most fun when we get together with Susan, our Mistress, friend, and lover.