My sex life is "great"! I do many things for my husband to make our sex interesting and not boring, like role playing, dressing up as a whore, and exhibitionism, and on a few occasions have even taken part in threesomes or more with my husband and other men. I was in Tucson overnight for job training and got to my hotel early the other night, feeling somewhat kinky and in the mood for something wild and crazy. I went to the room and stripped out of my work clothes, then to the bathroom for a relaxing bath. I began to wash myself, sliding my soapy hand over my neck to my breasts, down my stomach then down between my legs, and began playing with myself thinking about the first time I had an orgasm by another man. Don't get me wrong, I've had men bring me to orgasm before, before I was married, but, for some reason this time was different, maybe because my husband was present.
Anyway, the next thing I knew, he was making love to me and I was cumming and whispering to myself over and over, fuck me, fuck me, feeling the warmth from his own climax as his semen entered my body, filling every inch inside of me. Then I came. I lay in the hot bath for several minutes as the vision faded along with my orgasm, then stepped out of the tub and dried myself. I remember walking to the dresser saying to myself, "so, he wants me to fuck other men huh, ok, I'll fuck'em, I'll fuck every man in sight! I'll give him one night he'll never forget!" and picked out a white skirt, white see through blouse, bra and an attached garter and last, a pair of sheer nude stockings. I went back to the bathroom and shaved my legs then my pussy, which I've kept nice and smooth for years. I then dressed and put on my make-up, red lipstick with gloss and bright red nail polish.
I called my husband and told him I was going out! I told him I decided to give him what he always wants, and to prepare his head for a Donna wild sex story. I told my husband that I would "try" to come on to another guy and get something going. Of course, he said, with the way you say are dressed you're dressed, count on it! I walked into the club about 8:30 PM and I sat at a table by the dance floor. The night seemed long, as I wondered just how I was to come on to these college crowd guys. I danced with a few, trying different approaches towards them, none which seemed to work, then dancing with this one guy, I decided to try something direct. While dancing a slow dance, I slid my hand down to his ass and pulled him very close to me as I whispered to him, "I am very, very wet". The guy said in return well maybe I can do something about that. I said, somewhat turned on, "let's go".
Well, we walked out of the club to his car and got in the back seat and began kissing and kissing. He began feeling his hand up my dress and fingering me, my hand on his cock feeling him getting harder and harder. Finally breaking our kissing, I opened his pants and lowered my lips on his cock. His finger continued playing with my clit while my lips worked on him, when suddenly I began to cum, and cum, and cum. Not long after, he began to moan and I felt my mouth being filled with his hot sperm, swallowing it all, thinking to myself, this isn't any different than doing it with my husband. I reached under my skirt and pulled open the snaps from my garter and lay back on the seat pulling him on me. I rubbed his cock on my pussy, putting him inside of me. He fucked and pounded me, finally pulling out saying he couldn't do it anymore. Understanding, I sat up and snapped my garters and said to him, maybe next time, and returned to the club.
I called my husband on my cell phone and filled him in step by step on everything I did, then returned again to my table and ordered a drink. Sometime later, I was asked to dance by a not so bad looking guy. He looked younger than I, but I thought, what the hell and asked him back to my table. His name was Bob and was 24, (about 10 years younger than I) blond hair and blue eyes and a muscular looking body. Bob didn't seem the least bit intimidated what so ever by the age difference, and didn't try to come off older than he was. In fact, he looked older than he was. I almost felt a little guilty of my intentions, but, on the other hand, he was still a man. All men are alike; probably even as we talked he was thinking of a way he could get into my panties. The funny thing was, I was thinking of a way of getting to get "him" into my panties, so to speak.
As we talked, my mind skipped to the back seat of that guy's car, still not believing that I did what I did. Sucking this guy was one thing, but what really turned me on for some reason was him cumming in my mouth and swallowing it. The more I thought about it, the more turned on I seemed to get. I then fantasized having sex with this guy. By this time, I was so hot, I actually felt a tingle between my legs. I had to excuse myself and go to the ladies room and cool off before I came right there. I sat on the seat in the stall and felt myself, I couldn't believe how wet I was, I totally soaked my panties, then began fingering myself. I was on my way towards the big Orgasm, my body at its highest erotic peek, almost lost in my own pleasures. When all of a sudden I pulled my hand away, thinking no, I want to save this! I want to be totally out of control! As hard as it was, I wiped myself and buttoned up, then stood in front of the mirror and applied lipstick to my lips. I then returned to the table and Bob.
I thought to myself, it's either now or never and said, trying not to come on to strong, but to the point and yet still be some what of a lady, "Want to go somewhere else?" The guy's reaction was, where? Almost as if he knew what I had in mind, I coyly replied, "How about someplace a little more private."
Bob looked at me and I looked at Bob, waiting for his answer, running my tongue over the edge of my glass. As Bob finally began to speak, I felt little flutters in my stomach, not sure what he might say, wanting him so much to say lets go. Bob proceeded saying, he would go anywhere with me, but there was one problem, and that was that he had driven two of his other friends and he didn't feel it would be right to go off and leave then stranded.
I thought for a minute then said to Bob, "I have a great idea if you and your friends are willing, we all could have a little fun."
Bob replied, "What exactly did you have in mind?"
I said, "Well if you guys want we all could go someplace a little private and try something different!"
Bob said, "Let me get this straight, you'd be willing to take on three guys?"
I replied, "The way I'm feeling right now, I sure would!"
Bob then said, "Sounds good to me, give me a few minutes and I'll try to find my friends", then took off.
I went up to the bar and phoned my husband and filled him on what was about to happen, then told him I might be in for a wild night. He was most excited about the whole thing! I walked around the club looking for Bob, finding him by the ladies room talking to some guys. Thinking they just might be the ones I'd be with tonight I walked over to them more to get a better look, I looked at them and thought to myself, not bad, not bad at all, then turned and went into the ladies room to freshen up a bit. In other words, put on more lipstick and a little dab of perfume in just the right places. I too was quite excited about our little get together and was ready and willing to do just about anything, and was sure I would be doing just about everything. I walked out of the bathroom and found Bob standing in the same place he was when I passed him, talking to the same guys and walked to him. Turns out that they were his friends Bob introduced his friends to me, Jerry and Don and said, they would be more than happy to take me up on my offer.