My husband, Sam and I met in high school and got married shortly after graduation. I never considered myself particularly sexy, but Sam completely changed my outlook on life and, in particular my sex life. He adored my body and took pains to get me to buy sexy clothes and wear them to social events. We started to watching X-rated movies and reading adult magazines. It's hard to believe that a little church girl like me actually like this stuff. But hey, it makes me so hot!
As we continued to explore our sexuality, Sam became more and more keen on the idea of me having sex with other men, especially if he could watch. As my self-confidence grew, I began to explore the option of flirting with other men. I began to make up stories about seducing others. Sam and I had many intense fuck sessions reliving my fantasies.
For some reason, the thought of my husband being in the same room with my lover and me was intimidating and I could never bring myself to do anything with another man. But then, quite unexpectedly, we had a breakthrough at a party one night.
As usual, Sam had selected what I should wear, which was a short black dress with built in supports that made my breasts, look two cup sizes larger. It clung to my figure, showing all my curves to the best effect. I wore nothing underneath except for black stockings and garter belt. With my high heels accentuating my ass, Sam had a difficulty time keeping his hands off.
It was an excellent party and, after a few slow dances with different men, I was feeling very sexy. Dancing close, it didn't take my partners very long to realize I wasn't wearing much underneath my sexy dress, and I felt more than one stiff cock pressed against my crotch.
I was dancing with a guy named Marc, who had once worked at my company, when he suddenly put his mouth to my ear and asked if I wanted to go upstairs. Quickly, without thinking twice, I told him yes, on the condition that my husband could come with us and watch. And then, overcome with lust, I said, "He'll even hold me steady while you fuck my ass." Marc pulled away with a look of surprise on his face.
Well, the next thing I knew I was being led through the crowd to the staircase. At the foot of the stairs, I told Marc to wait while I went looking for my husband. I found Sam and excitedly told him what was about to happen. It took him a moment to realize I was serious, and when he did I got a big kiss. Moments later, I was climbing the stairs followed by my two admirers. We went to our room and locked the door.
Marc took me into his arms and began to passionately kiss me. His strong hands roamed all over my body sending thrills to my very core. I could feel myself getting moist in anticipation of what would be. I told Sam to undress me for my lover.
Sam approached me from behind and started by removing the straps of my dress. He nibbled the nape of my neck which he knows always turns me on. As soon as my dress slid down to expose my erect nipples, Marc took one into his hot mouth. It felt so good to feel another man make love to my breasts as my husband held me up from behind.
