This is a true story. I have changed names, except for my own, for privacy.
My name is Michelle. I am 25 years old, I stand at 5'10", I have long red hair, my eyes change color, and my tongue is pierced. I wear a 46H bra, and a size 26 in clothing. I am a BBW, and damned proud of it.
I am married to Larry. He is 27 years old, he stands at 5'11", has short black hair, a goatee, and brown eyes. He's a big man, is cut, and has an average sized cock. We agreed before we even married that we are into an open relationship. We are both sterilized due to our desire to not have any more children, we have 3. Because we swing we thought it to be best that we both have it done.
Ted is an old boyfriend of mine; we broke up 7 years ago due to both of us being immature. We've grown a lot since then, and are still great friends. Ted is 30 years old, stands at 5'11", had long brown hair, many tattoos, and pierced nipples. He is rather skinny through no fault of his own, is cut, and has a 9-inch cock.
Friday night we were all sitting around the campfire. Ted had gotten to the campsite earlier in the day than we had, and was pretty well lit by the time we got there. Larry and Ted sat up the camper while I kept the kids quiet. It was already past dark, so as soon as the camper was all settled, they were going to bed. After 20 minutes, the camper was up and I put the kids to bed while the men talked.
I joined them out at the campfire, and I could tell that Larry was getting tired. He works 3rd shift and had been up all day. Ted and I had been talking and I couldn't help but tease him. I'd reach over and gently scratch his leg , which drove him wild. "It's not fair!" he cried out. "It's perfectly fair," I said in a sultry voice, "he shares." "I know that, but I don't have any rubbers." "Damn, that is a problem, neither do we."
Larry and I have an agreement-no glove, no love. Even though we are both sterile, we think it's best that way. Larry had been dozing in his camp chair when he stirred.
"Honey, Ted and I would like to have some fun, but we don't have any rubbers." Leaning towards him, I whispered. "Well, would you like to anyhow?" He whispered back "Yes, but what about our rule?" "I trust Ted, we know he's clean. Have fun." "Are you sure?" "Yes! Screw his brains out!"
I was very pleased to hear that. I would never break our rules without discussing it with Larry first. I really wanted to fuck Ted again, but I wasn't willing to do it if Larry didn't approve-no screw is worth that.
We chatted some more and I noticed that, once again, Larry was passing out in his chair.
"Honey," I whispered huskily as I leaned in towards Larry "you really need to go to bed." "Ok," he replied as he groggily stood up. He leaned over and gave me a kiss, "Have fun." And went to bed.
It didn't take long for me to make my move on Ted. He was standing by the campfire and I came over to him. I continued teasing him, scratching his back, thighs and pulling on his nipple rings. I know for a fact that having his nipple rings pulled on drives Ted positively wild. I can just imagine the bursts of electric desire surging through his veins when I pull on them.
Finally, he came closer to me, and began nibbling on my neck. I melted on the spot. My eyes were glowing with desire and lust as I turned my lips toward his, finally touching, and closing in on one another. His tongue darted into my mouth, playing with my tongue ring. I grasped his nipple rings again and pulled hard, my pussy getting wetter by the moment. He winced and bent his knees due to the excruciating pleasure.
Nothing else in the world mattered at that moment; I didn't care where I was or who saw it.
