Some things to know about me before reading any further are that I am an independent, conservative, faith filled, happily married, mother of 1 adult child, 22 years of age. I have lived what people in my generation refer to as 'normal', I know that term is not used like it used to be, but that's the life I had. My parents divorced when I was a child, and they both remarried; that's the extent of any childhood tragedies.
So you can imagine how the following events might have affected me.
My husband, Russ (58) and I (53) have been happily married for over 28 years. We can't imagine ever being married to anyone else. Of course we've had our hard times, who hasn't, but it's where we are now, I think, that really matters. Our marriage is stronger than ever and we were on a quest to make it even better!
Recently, our sex life has taken a turn in an interesting way, which may have begun during the COVID shut in. We started to experiment with different toys, and a lot of play time with costumes and other fun goodies/toys. What really turned around intimacy and sex/play for me was when he began to play with my ass. Although he had occasionally asked me to let him have it, I was always so scared and had gotten to the point that it wasn't a turn on for me at all so I never thought about it. He had, however, been thinking about it for a while and wanted to penetrate so desperately that he began to do some research and told me the best angles and how to get me to relax. Soon he was touching, kissing, licking and tongue fucking me like I had never even imagined could be done. The sensation was extremely erotic. There were several times I thought I lost consciousness, I had such a rush of ecstasy I thought I was gonna pass out repeatedly. Ass play was not new to me.
Even though I did not experience childhood trauma, I did however experience trauma as a young adult who was repeatedly sodomized by an ex-boyfriend for over 2 years. This reason and this alone is why I was so scared. I loved when he licked me from front to back and used his fingers to fuck my ass. This always made me very hot each time he would play like this, I was barely able to contain myself and would quite literally GO WILD! I soon admitted that I very desperately I wanted his long hard cock in my ass. When Russ would try to penetrate me with his cock, it was always when I was so worked up and completely turned on, I knew I wanted it so badly but each time turned out to be a disappointment (at least me with myself) that I wasn't able to do it yet again, because I would get scared. I just couldn't block out the memories and the pain was too much to bear. But we kept stretching, and stretching and using more plugs, he bought a training kit that had small to large plugs. Before I knew it, he was in! It was so amazing, I never thought I would love that so much! Looking back now, I KNOW that's when it all just changed for me. I believe it broke down a lot of walls that I had put up and now he says he cannot keep up with me!
We were treading on new territories of pleasures and I couldn't get enough of it. I wanted it all the time, whether he was fucking my ass or not, I just wanted more! I wanted to try new things, new toys, new positions, new adventures! For the first time in my life, I would look forward to when we would have sex again. We also started planning play time, role playing, and would go all out with costumes, different names and anything else. We had dabbled in BDSM for years, but not really what I can now call BDSM.
Then one day, we started talking about our fantasies again, we hadn't discussed these in some time, and for some reason it seemed like the right time to pursue some. So we began to look online, before even paying for a membership, we searched and found several women that we wanted to join us for a threesome. A threesome was the fantasy that we decided to go with first. This is something we both have wanted to try for a very long time, and I felt like I was finally ready. We began to look for another woman, one that knew what she was doing, because I was still feeling so self-conscious and needy in my confidence, I felt like I needed someone else to take control.