I Am Shared For The First Time

Some of our friends have asked how it were that we became the open-minded adventurous people that we are today.

So, this is a short story of how I got to be what is known as a shared hot wife.

Before I met John I had only had sex with one boyfriend, who I lost my virginity to aged 18, obviously we have messed around somewhat before we actually did it, but it was not something that I think about as being a wonderful experience, because it was over before I realised, so it certainly wasn't an earth moving experience for me, I had sex with this same boy another three times, and it was generally the same, not anything to remark about, before we eventually broke up, he moved on I guess to another more sexually aware girl. I guess that this was an all too familiar story in those days.

A couple of years later I met John, and within a few weeks we were fucking like rabbits, I had my first penetrative orgasm with him, and yes, the earth really did move that first time.

So, we moved in together, and a year later got married. During this time, we explored each other sexuality, I was particularly interested in what happened when he ejaculated, I could watch him over and over as he spurted for me, wanking off whilst I did the same. We used plenty of toys, vibrators, dildos etc and he loved to use them on me, and watch me use them. John would often ask if I got my interest of the male climax from my first experiences.

After several years of marriage, during which John would often encourage me to watch a particular porn star who had an ability to ejaculate very very strongly and imagine him fucking me, which I readily agreed too, I certainly enjoyed some intense orgasms fantasising about being with him.

John then started to ask whether I would like him to bring someone round to fuck me, whilst he watched, although this intrigued me, I didn't want to upset what I thought was a wonderful sexual relationship, with just him and I involved. He used to drive me mad with his suggestions and we would both laugh about what we both described as his little kink.

To be honest there wasn't anyone I would have wanted to fuck me other than him, but a few drinks certainly got my juices flowing thinking about it anyway.

Fast forward 9 years and we were on our second holiday in Florida, St Pete's beach, a hotel called the Flamingo, sun sea and sex were on the menu, and although I hadn't thought more about a third party, John certainly still had it on his mind.

We went to see the Salvador Dali exhibition which was being held locally. Our visit there was during a very quiet period and we were the only people in the gallery at the time, and the fellow running the show heard our accents and asked politely where we came from and showed us around personally, He was an attractive medium sized fair-haired guy about 26, eight years younger than myself, it turned out he was also staying at our hotel during the exhibition period, and we said that we would have a drink together if we saw him again there.

John immediately picked up the pace regarding this Guy, telling me he thought that the way he was looking at me, he fancied me, all the usual stuff I had heard before, but this time I did agree, that yes, he did seem attracted to me, so John asked do you reckon you could fuck him for me, away on holiday, nobody knows us, nothing to be worried about etc.

My immediate response was no thanks, but I was more than interested this time for some strange reason, holiday fever I suppose. Anyway, we didn't see him again during the next few days, as we were out and about exploring all the local scenery, until the Friday evening he was in the hotel dining room having a meal, he came over and asked if we would like to join him in the bar later, which we did, we had a few drinks and I felt more than flattered by the attention I was getting from two men. We went to the piano bar and finished there. Saying good night and perhaps if you're about tomorrow we could meet again.

John, immediately we were in our room, started to undress me he had a raging erection, he said 'I told you that guy wants to fuck you, why don't we just do it and get it over with once and for all', whilst we were having sex, I said rather sheepishly, being caught up in the moment 'OK, you arrange it and I will do it'. No sooner had I said this John immediately Cum violently, it seemed to me as the most intense I could remember him having.

The next day, I was having more than second thoughts about this, we laid by the pool catching the rays, and all sorts of contrasting thoughts were whirling around in my head but as the hours passed, my doubts turned into nervousness, as to what would unfold if this guy turned up during the evening, and how would I respond to the question 'will you fuck him tonight, please'.

We went down to the bar around 8.30pm and sure enough he was there, my stomach fluttered as I saw him, can I go through with this I said to myself. John and I sat down and he bought us a drink and joined us. After a while, John left to go to the toilet, which I now know was the signal for him to make his move on me. He didn't waste any time, he said 'Look Lin, John has asked me if I would be interested in sleeping with you, and of course I told him yes, certainly, I would love to', this was the first time I had been propositioned quite like this, but he had already been primed, that I might turn him down, so he went straight on again saying how lovely I was etc etc, and what a wonderful time he would show me, all the usual phrases that men tell women.

I told him that I hadn't been with another man since I met John, and that I hadn't slept around before him anyway and although he was extremely attractive to me, I had my doubts as to how it would affect my relationship with John at a later stage. John came back from the loo, and went to the bar for further drinks. He sat down and asked' Well how are you two getting along, and Lin what do you think about it'. I thought for a long while turning over different scenarios in my head, and then I said the words that have since changed and enhanced my sex life.

'OK, I will do it'.

I looked at John as I said it and I could see his hands shake little as he took a drink. Right Lin, he said, how you want to do this.

My soon to be lover said to me, look it's entirely down to you Lin whatever you want is fine.

OK I said, John if I do this, I can't do it whilst you in the room, I will freak out with you there, that is the only way I can go through with this. And I want you to use a condom. John was obviously disappointed with this as I could see from the look on his face, but he said OK it's your call entirely.

Where do you want to go, in our room or his he asked, my immediate response was in his, not ours, as my thoughts were if it all were to go wrong, I could get up and leave the room.

No problem, my soon to be lover said, how about if I were to send up a bottle of champagne to my room now, I will go up, and you can follow me in a few minutes' time.

OK I said, that's fine, and John agreed, he left holding my hand and said to John I will see you later.

After he left, John asked, it's OK if you want to call it off, I will understand, but be disappointed.

No, I said let's do it, but I hope it's been all worthwhile waiting for you to get this fantasy of yours realised.

I waited 10 minutes before getting up, I gave John a quick kiss, and with my stomach in turmoil I left him for my first extramarital sexual session. I turned to him as I walked to the lift, my legs were like jelly as I went into the lift, I gave him a little wave. And then before I knew it was whisked up three floors and I was outside his room.

I knocked on the door which was instantly opened, come on in he said, let me get you a glass of champagne. I was literally shaking as I drunk down my drink almost in one gulp.

The room was in semi darkness, with only the bedside lights on, at least that's will settle me a little I thought.

Don't be nervous or worried he said as he took me in his arms and led me to the bed. We made small talk, I was chattering away about anything just to put off the dreaded moment.

He kissed me as we sat on the bed, I sat still as he started to undress me, undoing my zipper, and taking off my dress.

I was shaking with nerves, thinking can I manage to go through with this, he stood up and went to get another two drinks, here he said I can see you are worrying about this, please just relax.

The champagne was having an effect, I felt a little light headed.

Was I capable of going through with it, or should I just call a halt right now?

Well, sod it I thought, let get it over and done with, OK I said, come on, let's do it, sounding a lot more confident that I actually felt.

I sat back onto the bed, and he stood up and started to take off his clothes I remember I lay down and shut my eyes, not wanting to see what he had to offer me (how things have changed since).

His hands went behind my bra strap and unclipped the clasp, he gently removed it and bent down to kiss my nipples, my head was looking over his shoulder as his hands went down to my panties waistband and tried to pull them off, I had to lift my hips of the bed and he then easily pulled them off.

I watched him as he went across the room to the wardrobe and came back with something in his hand. I heard him tear open what I assumed was a condom packet.

I was on the pill, but all things needed to be considered. He came over to the bed and placed another condom packet onto the bedside table.

Oh dear, I thought, he is going to do me twice!! How long am I going to be in here with him?

He kissed my breasts again tonguing my nipples and then soon had his head between my legs parting them, as I almost had them clamped together, but soon he was working away with his tongue and fingers and those familiar feelings started to go through my tummy.

I lay there on my back with my legs apart with a stranger that I had only met a week or so earlier with his tongue on my pussy,

This is definitely a first, I though, no one other than John had ever given me oral

His tongue flicked at my clitoris and moved in and out of my opening. Well this is something I don't get too often I thought, John isn't much into cunnilingus, my mind now was in a turmoil, it's too late now to stop this I thought.

He moved up my body and moved my hand down and placed it on his penis, he twisted his body so that I could reach it, it was hard, very hard.

See how hot you are making me he said, I really want your body.

I couldn't see it, but it felt a very decent size, I started to stroke it, not holding it in my hand just running my hand along the length of it, not really rubbing it, he moved up higher along the bed, he was soon kissing my breasts again, he gently chewed on my left nipple whilst rubbing my right between his finger and thumb.

As he climbed over between my legs his penis bumped against my thigh, it felt very heavy and sort of solid, and there I was, laying there with my legs apart thinking it's about to happen, I am going to get fucked by someone other than John.

He raised himself up and I looked down between our bodies to see his penis, I couldn't quite see it as his hand was holding as if getting ready to probe for my opening, but I could see the head and the tip of the condom that collects the sperm, it certainly looked bigger than John's.

I felt him position himself at my entrance and I raised my hips a little, and I felt it sort of nuzzle my opening, moving around searching he did this for a minute circling my opening, and then he pushed slightly, and I felt it enter me, just an inch or so it felt to me.

I felt so tight, it seemed to stretch my opening, calm down I said to myself, relax. It felt a little painful, beyond my normal tolerance. Slowly please I said, slowly.

I thought to myself at the time, well that's it then, it's done, he raised my legs a little more towards my chest, this tilted my pelvis upwards, my head was buried into his chest as I felt him withdraw the inch or so of his penis that he had inside of me, and push back in, still so tight it felt to me.

You're so tight, it's going to be fine he said as he thrust his hips gently at me and because of the angle of my pelvis it felt more than his head was in me now.

I moved my hands down to the front of his hips holding him there not wanting any more in me. He rested his weight on his elbows either side of me, and whispered to me, just relax, just relax, not much more, and then I am all in you.

He circled his hips around one way and another, this had the effect of loosening me a little more, and he pushed a little further into me, once again he circled his hips a little one way and then the other, another gentle push and I felt very full deep inside of me.

I felt him withdraw a little and push slowly back in and I relaxed my hands on the front of his hips, he took that for an OK to push in further, and with another thrust our groins were close together.

Slowly please I said, your very big, thank you he answered back, he withdrew once again and I felt the outer half of my vagina being pulled as he took it almost completely out of me, he pushed gently in again until I could feel his pelvis up against mine.

He did this another few times gently pushing and pulling himself out of me, as I gradually got used to his thickness.

Then suddenly without warning he pulled almost completely out of me and thrust back with a very fast and deep stroke, another three of these quite violent thrusts had me yelping and I cried out as my breath was almost pulled out of me as his body banged against mine.

I let out another involuntary gasp not of pain, it wasn't so much painful as very uncomfortable, I didn't expect that for sure, he withdrew almost completely out and pushed at me again, another loud gasp, or grunt came from me, I felt his pelvis tight up against mine, he was buried deep inside of me once again.

His cock felt thick, extremely thick, a feeling of being filled up, a stretching, a little painful now, certainly not pleasant. I struggled to breath, his chest pressing against my face.

I put my hands onto his hips, to stop him thrusting into me again, please take it easy I said, Oh I am sorry he said, are you OK, I didn't mean to do that but I just couldn't help myself, he looked down at me as he spoke I managed to move my head and said, No, it's OK, just took me by surprise, that's all.

My pussy felt completely stretched wide, I thought this isn't going to be at all like John said it would. I thought that the only time I was stretched like this was when we first used the Fucking machine that John had brought from America, and he used the big dildo, that was seven inches around the head and certainly caused me some problems.

John showed me the video he made of me on the machine, the thrusts were 120 revs per minute, far quicker than any man could manage, but once I got used to it, I had about 20 orgasms that first time.

My nervousness had tightened my pussy, I said to myself, but I can manage this once I relax.

He withdrew slowly this time, and gently moved back into me, and I felt the whole of him inside of me once again. As he withdrew, I felt my pussy being pulled outwards, this feels different from John I was thinking to myself, as he got his arms under my legs to lift them a little higher.

He looked down at me and asked 'are you OK, is this all right', yes, it's lovely I remember saying to him, 'Lovely' what a silly word to say.

Then he started slowly to move, the inward thrusts were fine, but the withdrawal ones seemed to pull parts of my pussy towards the entrance once more.

Apart from those initial half dozen thrusts he was very gentle throughout the whole session unlike John, who likes to thrust very hard at times, and as he got into his stride, I was comparing him to John, I could definitely feel the ridge of his penis as he withdrew it, it seemed to pull my insides out more and more as he withdrew.

His thrusts were steady, almost rhythmical, I lay under him wondering shouldn't I start to enjoy this, perhaps it was because I was far too nervous.

I was watching his movements, wondering how long it would take before he orgasms, would he last long enough so I could get there, I was almost a spectator, looking down at myself on the bed.

I don't really remember all the details once I started to get really into the fucking, with John I was always able to Cum almost whenever I wanted to, usually I managed three or more orgasms before he fired off as well.

I was thinking as he was going at me, did this feel better than John fucking me, was it just the same, or is it just as nice but different. I decided that it was just as good as John but in a way different, his penis ridge was certainly causing me to feel the withdrawal strokes more. It certainly pulled my insides towards my opening each time he withdrew. This was certainly as nice but very very different.

I remember him asking again if I was OK, was he hurting me, did I want it quicker, deeper slower gentler, its good, it's great I said, between grunts as he pushed into me, he increased his pace slowly, until he was banging into me, I grunted with each deep thrust, as I adjusted to his pace.

I remember wondering if I would manage to orgasm, as I really wasn't feeling those familiar feelings that I got when John started his frantic movements, then gradually without warning I started to get into it.

Instead of being a passenger in this ride, I started to see exactly what was happening. Here was a Guy some years younger, good looking with a great body who was obviously very sexually attracted to me.

The sensations had started in the outer part of my vagina, increased as he thrust in and out, they started to get deeper into my pussy, and gradually increased in intensity.

I started to involuntarily thrust slightly back up at him as he pushed into me, each push of my hips gave me more and more wonderful sensations, he instinctively thrust firmer at me, and as he did so, I knew I was going to cum off soon.

I opened my eyes wide as my orgasm started to approach. I pulled him in deeper with my arms, he responded as he increased his pace faster and faster his breathing matching his efforts, he knew that I was about to climax and moved his pelvis higher so that his pubic bone rubbed against mine increasing his pressure on my clit, (this was great, but I have always been able to climax with penetration only anyway), I peaked and squirmed and grunted as I had my first orgasm with someone other than John.

He slowed his movements as I came off, allowing me to feel the sensations that had started in my vagina, but now spread up inside my belly spreading out causing me to cry out as the contractions increased and then slowly and gently subsided.

He stopped his movements slowly and looked at me and he nuzzled at my neck, that was wonderful he said, my breathing got back to normal, and I thought to myself that he still felt hard inside of me, I moved my hips as he let my legs down gently and withdrew his penis, this time without any dragging on my insides. My orgasm had helped to relax my vagina somewhat.

I looked down and sure enough he was still hard, the condoms tip unfilled with sperm.

You haven't finished yet I said to him, was I OK; I know I was nervous, I am sorry if you didn't enjoy it. Don't be silly he said, it's wonderful, I was saving myself for your second and perhaps more orgasms.

How do you know I get more than one I asked, well he replied John told me what your like and how you respond? When was this? we spoke on the phone last night, he said when he said you might be interested in me.

We'll shall we have another glass of champagne and I will see if what he said was true, he said, and went to the bottle walking across the room with his penis at 45 degrees looking rock hard.