by Vivian Ward
I must admit, I’m a little shocked to hear his answer.
“Why? Who cares? Isn’t the point of having sex for everyone to get off?”
“Yes, but your husband here doesn’t want to shoot his load before the younger, probably fresh-out-of-college boys do.”
It didn’t even occur to me that those guys are probably a good decade younger than us. Sometimes I think we forget that we age or that we’re not young anymore.
“Well, those guys have nothing on you. You could come a half hour before them and still be able to satisfy me,” I pat his arm.
“Gee, thanks. Do I bore you that you’d rather they take more time with you?” he winks at me to let me know he’s only kidding.
“Ha-ha! Real funny,” I say.
Chapter 16
Beth
I’ve been texting with Shawn and Hunter since the night we got back from our camping trip, and I think I’m finally getting somewhere.
Tom and I have talked a few times about the night we went camping when everything happened, and I’ve wanted to surprise him with another one.
It’s something that neither of us has been able to stop talking about, and I think I’m correct when I say it’s something that we’d both like to repeat, so I’ve been secretly texting with the guys to coordinate another meet-up with them that Tom doesn’t know about.
They’ll both be here just before he gets home from work, so I’ve taken the liberty of getting myself all pampered and dolled up for tonight.
I took off from work an hour early so I’d have time to come home, shower and shave, plus get everything set up. I’ve got plenty of bottled water in the fridge, and dinner’s all taken care of. We won’t have to worry about a thing.
He’s going to be so surprised.
Putting on my royal blue silk corset with matching thigh-highs, I slip on my favorite heels just as the doorbell rings. It’s Hunter and Shawn, and they look even better than I remember them.
“Hey guys,” I hug each of them. “Come on in.”
“Where’s your husband?” Hunter asks.
“He’ll be here any minute. Why don’t we go ahead and go to the bedroom while we wait for him? It’s just down this hall,” I nod. “Follow me.”
Leading them to the bedroom, my thoughts are racing in so many different directions. All I’m worried about is that I hope Tom had a good day at work and is ready for a night of fun because I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it all week. I don’t want him to be mad or upset that they’re here without him knowing but this is all for him—for us. It’s just for fun.
“Here, have a seat and make yourself comfortable,” I say to them as I pat the bed. “I’d like one of you to come join me.”
Shawn doesn’t need to be asked twice. He immediately joins me on the bed and climbs on top of me.
My pulse is racing as I look into his gorgeous eyes and think about how much fun we had the last time we were together.
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pull him closer to me and begin kissing him. His lips are so soft and pillowy and possess the power to melt steel. I can feel myself coming undone as the heat continues to burn between us, intensifying with every second.
Just as things are beginning to heat up between us, I feel Hunter’s soft touch delicately rubbing my pussy. I’m already so turned on by just kissing Shawn that I’m almost embarrassed for Hunter to feel how wet I already am but it’s too late because his fingers are gliding right through my slickness.
“Babe? Where are you?” I hear my husband say as the front door shuts. “There’s a jeep out there that,” he cuts off as soon as he enters the bedroom doorway.
When he walks into the bedroom, he sees my legs splayed wide open with Hunter in between them and Shawn on top of me. His face contorts for a second until he realizes what’s going on.
“Oh,” he says, as a smile replaces his furrowed brows. “Hello!”
Peaking around Shawn’s muscular bicep as he leans over me, I smile at my husband.
“Hey babe, thought I’d invite some company over for a repeat,” I wink at him.
“Sure! I’m going to grab a shower real quick, and then I’ll join you.”
I can almost hear him tearing his clothes off as he makes his way down the hall to the bathroom.
While he’s in the shower, I get things heated up in the bedroom because I know he won’t be gone very long. I start by having both of them undress and get down on my knees at the foot of the bed.
“Mmm, you two look so good,” I say, taking each of their cocks into my hands.
Taking one at a time, I alternate between giving head and stroking them until both of their cocks are rock hard, dripping with pre-cum.
Before things can go any further, Tom joins us. He’s completely naked, wearing nothing but a smile and I can’t say that I blame him.
“Any way I could get in on the action?” he teases.
“Sure,” I purr to him, opening my mouth.
All three of them are standing before me getting stroked or sucked, and they’re all loving it.
It’s so hot to look up at the three of them with their dicks in my hands or my mouth.
“Why don’t we take care of you?” my husband says, lifting me off of the floor up onto the bed.
I know he’s only manhandling me like this in front of the guys to make himself look more dominant, but I like it. Giggling, I bounce on the springs of the mattress and watch them all crawl onto the bed with me.
My husband leans over me and begins kissing me while Shawn sucks on my nipples, leaving Hunter to start eating me out. It’s sensation overload to be relaxed in my own bed with the three of them taking care of everything, but God does it feel good!
Making out with my husband while the others go down on me and play with my breasts is almost too much to handle, and I’m ready for a change.
As soon as my husband breaks our kiss, I pop my head up for a second.
“Let’s change things up a little,” I suggest.
Tom can sense that I’m a little overwhelmed right off the bat, so he suggests that one of them gets things started while I just give head to him and one other person.
Just like the night at the campsite, Hunter decides to go first. After putting on a condom, he enters me with ease, and I allow him to start thrusting into me as I alternate giving blowjobs to Tom and Shawn while they play with my breasts until my husband gets greedy.
Tom leans over my face, his cock directly lined up with my face and begins fucking my mouth as I continue stroking Shawn’s cock while his friend pounds me until he’s finished, but it doesn’t take long for him to reload.
Shawn eagerly moves between my legs next and starts fucking me as I continue to deep throat my husband. Moments later, Hunter rejoins us for round two, and I begin stroking him until my husband frees up my mouth.
“Let’s try something different,” my husband says. “Shawn, you lie on the bed and babe, you ride him reverse cowgirl so I can eat your pussy while he fucks you.”
Eager to try this new position, I let Shawn get situated on the pillows before I climb on top of him, riding him backwards. Hunter patiently awaits his blow job while my husband positions himself between Shawn’s legs.
Oh.
My.
God.
The sensation of having my husband go down on me while another man is fucking me is unbelievably fan-fucking-tastic!
I feel like an angel who has gone to heaven and is having a devilish out-of-body experience. His tongue is masterfully working my clit while Shawn’s thick cock stretches me and it feels insanely good.
Tingling waves orgasmic shock pulsate from my clit to my core, and there’s no stopping it in sight.
Unable to continue pleasing Hunter, I grip the bed sheets, balling fistfuls of them in my hands as I ride out the longest, hardest, toe curling orgasm in my entire life. For a minute, when I close my eyes, I swear I see stars.
When it’s finally over, I’m em
barrassed by how loudly I just came all over another man’s cock and judging by their expressions, they’re as shocked as I am, but it doesn’t stop them from finishing.
With a few more pumps, Shawn finishes in record time—probably because my walls have become to tense since I came, and my husband is incredibly anxious for his turn.
Grabbing my ankles, Tom pulls me to the edge of the bed and thrusts into me in one swift motion as he holds my arms out to their sides.
Greedily sucking Hunter’s cock, I can feel my breasts bouncing with each thrust my husband delivers. When my jaws feel like they’re about to give out, Hunter pulls his cock out of my mouth and begins to jack off all over my chest and stomach.
Something about watching another man come all over my chest does something to my husband because he starts working double time, hammering away until he loses control and I feel him pulsating inside of me.
Collapsing on top of me, we lie breathlessly, sucking for air as we come down from our rush. We’re the only two in the room as Hunter and Shawn have excused themselves momentarily to clean up and get something to drink.
“You’re the best damn wife any husband could ever wish for,” he kisses my nose.
“Thank you,” I giggle.
“Are you surprised?” I ask him.
“Very! How did you pull this off without me knowing? And better yet, how did you get a hold of them?”
“I have my ways,” I tease. “I got their numbers the day we left while you were loading up the car. You’d said you had two regrets: that we weren’t sober and—,” we say this next part together, “that we would’ve taped it.”
We both laugh out loud.
“Yeah, but you know what?” I say, bouncing my finger along his sternum.
“Hmm?”
“I had us covered this time. Everyone was sober and,” I pop up off the bed and make my way over to the dresser. “I got every bit of it recorded—starting before you got home.”
His face lights up like a Christmas tree.
“You did?”
I nod.
“Yep, best wife ever!” I tease.
Epilogue
Tom
There’s no doubt that I still love watching the recording that Beth captured the night that she surprised me with Hunter and Shawn coming over to our house. It’s easily my favorite piece of our homemade porn.
Since that night, we’ve made a commitment to one another that we’d do more to be spontaneous and to become more creative with our sex life.
While menages are incredibly hot and sexy, there’s nothing sexier than making—and watching—homemade porn with just the two of us. I don’t ever want her to think that she needs—or that I need—other men in the bedroom to have a good time or get either of us off.
Sure, it had always been a long-term fantasy of mine but I never thought it’d become a reality. The one thing that I am grateful for is the camping trip my friends backed out on.
If it weren’t for them backing out on me, that night would have never happened. Beth might have just stayed home or maybe she would’ve came and we would’ve just hung out with my buddies and ignored Shawn and Hunter.
There’s no telling how that weekend could have went, but I’m glad that it turned out the way it did. It taught me—and Beth—a lot about ourselves and our sex life, and it has made us a stronger couple.
We’re still exhibitionists but we play more and experiment more than we ever did before. We are also discussing the idea of possibly becoming swingers, but that idea is still kind of floating loosely in the air.
As for Hunter and Shawn, Hunter ended up getting an out-of-state job offer and moved away, but we occasionally still see Shawn. He and the wife talk pretty regularly, and I’m okay with that.
Sometimes he stops by for cookouts while other times he comes for threesomes. Of course, he never expects them but is always up for it when the opportunity arises.
I really think that Beth has developed a little crush on him, but I’ve never confronted her about it. I don’t want to make her uncomfortable, plus I think it’s sort of cute.
She tries to hide it the best she can, but I don’t care. She’s mine and we both know that nothing will ever change that.
Our relationship is much better in terms of communication. We are much more inclined to talk about our fantasies with one another and have done quite a bit of role playing and tried a few new fetishes.
All of this has enhanced every part of our relationship that you can possibly think of, and we are a much happier. When Beth comes home from work, she’s always talking about how she was talking about me to one of her patients and there’s look of renewed love in her eyes that wasn’t there before.
I think we’ve both learned to appreciate each other more and learned not to take one another for granted. As much as we like Shawn and think he’s a great guy, he’s still very much living an active dating life.
We see him jump from one crazy girl to the next, always looking for the one. He’s basically chasing after what I have with Beth, and I can’t say that I blame him. She’s pretty awesome.
I remember being that young guy looking for a woman like my wife. I hope one day he finds what he’s looking for but I’ll just continue to sit back and enjoy what’s mine.
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