Just to recap, my husband Pete and I have two small children, and life is good. Not great, but good. Then he somehow got it into his head that my life would be better if he could find me a lover more endowed than him (at 5 inches). Truth be told, I knew that size mattered -- I had a history before we married -- but given what he provided for me and the kids, and how wonderful a man I had, I set aside those memories. I wasn't hurting for orgasm since he was extremely orally adept and made good use of our toy collection, so that was good enough
Then he got it into his head that I might need more. Thank you, Literotica and Pornhub. As it turned out he became obsessed with having me have a well-endowed lover so that I would be happy. While some women might be freaked, I saw it as just another example of why I would be completely okay if it never happened -- because it was another example of him putting me in front of him. (I guess I'm a "glass half full" girl). In any case, Caroline and Tony, our neighbors and good friends, had been ogling us (or, more correctly me) for some time, and when Caroline let slip that her hubby was well hung, that did it.
The last thing I was writing was after I put on a show of deep throating his entire 9 inches in front of both of our spouses, and while my ass was being attended to by them. The subject of girl-on-girl had come up (since one set of hands on my butt was hers) and I revealed some experience in the area. Now they all wanted to hear more. And, truthfully, I was ready to tell more. While I was nervous, at the same time the attention I was getting was exciting. I had enjoyed being a dirty slut for a while, before I met Pete and settled down. Some of that old drive had reawakened, and it looked like I had permission to indulge again.
"As long as my talking doesn't end what you two are doing, I'll say more."
"Fine by me" said Pete.
"Only if you'll get into doggy" said Caroline. "And let me get under you." I did as requested, and soon I was staring down at Caroline's hairless cunt. Hairless, dripping cunt, I might add. Tony, for his part, was still using his fingers in my ass -- but he'd now added his third finger. Then I felt a mouth on my folds.
"Damn, I don't know if can talk with you guys working on me" I said. "But I'll try. So I told them the following:"
When I became a senior in my sorority we had semi-private rooms. My room-mate, Samantha, was a fox! Plus, she came from money, so she had a wardrobe to die for. As it turns out, that included a lot of lingerie, and that's most of what she wore when there was no house activity. It was like I had a private playboy theater. Thongs. Transparent bras -- and what a set of boobs on her! It wasn't about size -- mine are definitely larger -- but her nipples and areolae were large and brown -- they stood out and up. I frequently found myself staring at them, and straining to see them through whatever she was wearing. Just like a man, right?"