Hello, it's me again. I'm back after a short break to clear my mind and clad myself with magic armor against the evil, ugly, trolls who attack authors of shared wife stories with vicious hatred and venom. Two things bring me back. The first is a secret outpouring of appreciation in my literotica inbox from the many fans of my stories (mostly other women and mostly afraid to post comments to stories under their names or even as anonymous, lest they be attacked too). The second is I realize now why there is so much seemingly inexplicable hatred. It's because the haters are all "cuckolds" themselves. Their wives cheated on them so they strike out against any woman who has sex with men other than her husband and against any man who knows his wife does this and allows it.
Hey trolls, I know some women can be mean and cruel but let me ask you something. If "cuckold" is the demeaning term used for a man whose wife has sex with other men, why is there no demeaning term for a woman whose husband has sex with other women? Wait! It's a rhetorical question. The answer is because there is a double standard. Our puritan Amerikan society says it's okay for a man to have sex with any woman he wants outside of marriage but not okay for his wife to have sex with other men, even if her husband gives her his permission.
In my opinion, everything is okay in terms of sex, as long as it's consensual for all parties and no one gets hurt. In the case of a man OR WOMAN whose spouse goes behind their back and cheats on them, someone IS getting hurt and it's NOT okay. In the case of my stories, my sex outside marriage was encouraged by my husband and no one got hurt. I fail to see any evil in this and from now on will simply delete all comments suggesting there is - because I can. Ha ha ha!
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On with the story:
After Keith moved in with us, he and my husband John started making music together. They both played guitar and wrote songs together. We had many parties at our house where they would entertain and everyone would get high smoking pot.
At one of these parties. after John and Keith finished a set of songs, John told me he was horny and took me to bed. We closed the bedroom door, took off our clothes and got into bed together naked. We made sweet love in the way we both liked best, 69.
I got on top of him and took all of his small hard cock in my mouth and sucked on it, using my tongue on the sensitive vein just below the helmet. I really did love doing this for him because I knew it made him feel so good and I really do love him. He had his tongue darting up into my pussy repeatedly and it was very arousing. However he had still not mastered the finer points of cunnilingus so I didn't get to cum. He did though, filling my mouth with his semen. I swallowed every drop and sucked him dry.
We lay in bed together afterwards cuddling for awhile, listening to music being played on the stereo and our friends chatting and laughing in the living room. I think there were about 16 people at the party. John kissed me and said, "That was great Signe."
Although I felt frustrated I told him yes it was good. I wasn't really lying. It was good to suck him off. I knew he would find other ways to let me have my satisfaction.
Just as I was thinking this, someone knocked on the bedroom door. John said, "Come in," and I grabbed for the sheet to cover up. John held onto it so I couldn't cover my breasts. In walks Keith with a new friend, both staring at my naked tits. I don't have huge boobies but they're a good B cup handful and perky. Men seem to like them okay.
Keith's friend was tall and blond-haired like me. He was well built with a rugged handsome face. When I heard his smooth British accent I swooned. I've always been a sucker for a British accent, always had the hots for James Bond.
Keith told me this guy's name was Stephen and he said, "Okay we've seen the tits now please don't deprive our new friend of a view of the rest."
John obliged him by yanking the sheet away from me leaving me totally naked to the appreciative stares of Keith and Stephen. Stephen said, "Oh, right on, a natural blond with the prettiest curly little golden bush I've ever seen."
His words made me blush, not with modesty but with arousal, my tits were turning red. Stephen said, "She seems to like me talking about her bush. Look, it's getting wet. Hey John, good lad, would you mind sharing her with us tonight? Keith here tells me you're a good sport."
"What, with both of you? I don't know. That would make three men in one night. She's never done that before."
"But she has had two in one night, right? What's one more going to matter?"
I said, "Hey, I'm right here! You don't have to talk about me like I'm not in the room."
John actually came to my defense. He said, "Signe's right. You should ask her what she wants. It's not up to me."
Stephen said, "Just to be clear then, you're okay if we take turns fucking your wife while you watch if she wants us to?"
He was an overconfident arrogant type and had already undressed as he said this. He was sporting a raging hard-on. I licked my lips in anticipation. Keith started to undress as well. John turned to me and asked, "Well? Do you want to do this?"
I nodded my agreement and Keith and Stephen both leaped on me and started to kiss me and caress me all over. They took turns shoving their tongues in my mouth and their fingers in my pussy. They mauled my tits and sucked on my nipples. I loved how it felt when each of them had a nipple in their mouth, sucking and biting them. Stephen was expertly manipulating my clit with his fingers and it gave me my first orgasm, shuddering and shaking, crying out, "Ooooh Yessss."
I reached out for their cocks and stroked them both. Wow this was so good! Two cocks so hard for me and my loving husband sitting on the bed next to me watching with approval. John said, "Fuck her guys, fuck my wife. She wants it."
They took me in turns one fucking me while the other two men watched. Stephen fucked me first in missionary position. He kissed me while stroking his cock in and out. He was a good kisser. He pushed his tongue deep into my mouth and devoured me. His hands squeezed my breasts hard. He buried his dick all the way and ground his pelvic bone on my clit until I had another orgasm. Then he lifted my legs up over his shoulders and hammered my pussy deep, hard and fast until he bellowed and filled me with his hot cum. Then he rolled off and said, "Next."
