Chapter 3.
Years later, after we were married, Sarah asked me if I'd be ok sharing her with other guys. When it started, I honestly did it to please her. I shared her with a practical stranger who fucked her safely and sprayed his cum all over her pussy, which I gladly lapped up for her. The next guy was so hung, he stretched her out with his condom-sheathed cock, but when he pulled out to cum, he sprayed his seed into her gaping fertile cunt. The third guy I shared her with had a vasectomy and was shooting blanks. When the first two men heard that we'd let the third man fuck Sarah bareback and cum inside her, they came back for more. And I ate those loads out of her creamy pussy. She'd taken two loads of cum deep inside her when it wasn't exactly her safe time. While creampie eating started to get as much of their seed out as possible, I loved making Sarah feel good. I truly don't mind the taste or the texture.
Just remembering those fun cummy nights makes me hard. Those three strangers were the first I shared Sarah with, but they were not, I now know, the first raw cocks she'd taken.
After sharing her with a few more friends and pals, Sarah told me the whole story of the first time she let a stranger fill her up. She also told me that her first time wasn't with me, it was with two total strangers. As I ate her freshly-fucked pussy, she told me that had happened on that night.
I had been in the room when she lost her virginity to another man, or rather men.
As he flirted with my girlfriend in his wet underwear, Mike, the station wagon driver, saw me passed out on the lounge chair by the pool. He asked if she needed any help getting me to bed. Sarah had gladly accepted his offer. Mike must have slung me over his shoulder, fresh from the pool, in what I remember being nearly sheer underwear barely concealing his impressive package.