I have never tried to really write anything like this before but my husband encouraged me to. Well, here we go.
Let me start by introducing myself to you. I am a 38-year-old Korean woman married to a wonderfully loving Latino man. I am about 5' 1" tall, 35C+-27-35. I don't consider myself by any means as attractive although my husband says I am crazy. I was born in Korea and came to the U. S. at age 7. I learned English quickly and soon acclimated to my new home. I grew up in a strict and conservative home where anything to do with sex was taboo. I was shy and withdrawn growing up and remained a virgin till I was almost 30, giving it up to a Korean man I had married. Having never enjoyed some of the ridiculous traditions in my culture, I was soon on the rocks in my marriage.
After about 3 miserable years, we went our different ways. Sex during my marriage was a joke. He knew nothing of women's sexual needs and didn't care to try to learn. Since I was now divorced and considered virtually untouchable by any reputable Korean male I decided to try being a slut. Unfortunately my uptight upbringing got in the way. When I met my current husband (I'll call him "Mark" here) 4 years ago, he swept me off my feet. Again another taboo, a non-Korean, non-Asian. By this time I really didn't care. The first time we had sex I was blown off my feet. He did things to me I had never imagined and I finally got to feel my first orgasm. He continuously showed me new heights in sexuality letting me experience so many new things.
We got married about 2 years ago and soon after Mark brought up the subject of bringing another man into our bed. I was shocked at first until he told me about having done this with his first wife. After he told me all the details of what had been involved and how much he wanted me to be able to experience as much as I could, I became intrigued. We talked about it a lot and even incorporated it into our lovemaking. He would blindfold me and tell me a stranger was going to fuck me. Oh God, how it would drive me nuts. I finally relented and told him to set it up.
Mark finally came to me one evening and told me everything was set and that on Friday night I was going to be in heaven. I was nervous beyond belief the days leading up to Friday. Mark was reassuring telling me that everything would be fine. He said that the individual was completely clean so condoms would not be necessary. He knew how much I disliked condoms and that since I was on the "pill" the odds would be pretty safe. We even refrained from sex for the 4 days leading up to "The Big Night" so that it would hopefully be even more intense. Finally Friday evening came. After we got home from work, Mark ran a hot bath and bathed me. It was so sensual. He ran his hands all over my body telling me how beautiful my body is and how our partner was going to love every inch of me.
He toweled me off and led me still naked to our back spare bedroom laying me down. He asked me if I trusted him and I told him that of course I did. He then placed a blindfold on me. I was so nervous and it felt so strange not being able to see. I felt Mark tie my wrists then ankles with some soft cloth then pull me spread eagle on the bed. He told me that from this point on no one was to speak. He said that this way I would not be able to tell who was around me or fucking me. I felt my face flush hot and got anxious. I felt Mark move off the bed and heard him move off down the hallway. I was so close to "chickening out" a few minutes later when I heard someone coming down the hallway and into the room.
I strained to try to pick out sounds but it was so hard. When I felt a hand touch my left leg I flinched and cried out in surprise. Soon I felt a hand on both of my legs massaging and caressing. The touch was definitely Mark's, of that I was sure. I let myself relax. He is playing out another fantasy making me think he is someone else I thought. I let myself enjoy his hands as he moved up my thighs, lingering on the inside of both thighs close to my pussy teasing me. I was thoroughly enjoying my husband's touch when suddenly another pair of hands began kneading my left breast. My body involuntarily flinched and tensed as I realized, "This is really happening!"
I felt the hands roaming over my breasts squeezing and kneading them as what I believed to be my husband began exploring my now wet pussy. I let out a moan has I felt the fingers slip into my hot pussy. A pair of lips finding first my nipples then my pussy at the same time. I had never felt anything so sensuous and arousing in my life, at least that was what I thought until another set of hands and lips found my unattended titty. "There are three men on me!"