It was my husband, another boy inside me!

Worried about my twelve-year marriage, I decided to stop living the liberal life of screwing other men, so we limited ourselves to playing at showing off in public places, in short dresses that I would sit in and unintentionally let go, showing off my bent thighs, straight out with a well-marked, round butt, or topless, with loose-fitting blouses showing off rich breasts, only to notice other men's covetous looks.
Anyone who's read my stories knows that I'm in my 30s, 172m tall, plump, light brown with light to blonde hair. Until now, only three men have owned me: my husband, a cousin William who always wants to repeat and Tomás, who was a client of a show I did. It was difficult to process this in my mind, for a wife until then faithful, housewife mother of two children.
In bed, it's hot as in the first years of marriage. Alex possesses me with a lot of desire, especially when he makes me repeat the times I fucked with others. It is obvious that he longs for new adventures, this time a menage, since he has never seen me in the arms of another. He always asks who was hotter, him or the others. And of course, I always say that he is the hotter, since I love my husband.
Question of the size of their phallus, the length, the thickness, of what I felt having them inside me. If I liked more to give to Guy, my cousin or Tom, the one on the show. With which of them I would like to fuck again. I always discard the cousin because he is family and prefer Tom because he is a stranger. Since I have his number, Alex insists that I call him.
So, the focus of his fantasies was on Tom. What I didn't know was that my husband ended up texting him, attaching my photo, reminding him of the show. I didn't even suspect when one Sunday, Alex took advantage of our children being at the grandparents' house, had me produced, choosing a fair and sensual dress, high heels. As we got out of the car, I thought it would be another exhibitionist adventure. The ticket fell when at the Santo André station, who was waiting for us? Yes, himself, Tom! His real name wasn't even that.
In the car, my husband told me that when I did a show in the Park of Light, he was nearby watching everything. That this time, it would be for free, since I was not a show girl and everything had been just the realization of a fantasy. Tom listened incredulously in the back seat, I even more, dying of shame. Alex even asked Tom to show his regular blood donor card, which my husband also does and knows all the safety routine adopted. He wanted to fight with Alex and end it all. However, his excited way, the air of a boy preparing art, made me leave there.
Soon we were in the street Oratorio, area of motels. To enter, Tom got down behind, hiding from the view of the receptionist in the window. Garage curtain down, I stayed in the car, wanting to talk alone with my husband about all this. They were already out of the vehicle when Alex said:
- So, Lee, are you coming?
- Wait a minute, honey, we need to talk first.
- Talk about what?
We didn't agree to any of that.
- Look, Lee, didn't you say that you liked to give to Tom? That with him you could even repeat? So, I sent a message. I just didn't say it was the husband. You know that I wanted to be together watching you mess with another. To see the guy making fun and filling you with shit.
- But here in our town?
- He's married and he wants privacy too, Lee! I've already come straight to the motel so as not to give the flag.
Alex pushed me into the room. Tom came after him with a worried face. My husband told him to turn on the TV while he went to the fridge. He got a zero soda for me, asking Tom what he wanted to drink. He also accepted a soda and Alex went to the beer.
It was a boring atmosphere and to disguise it, we were sitting in bed watching a porn movie where a blonde was sobbing under a mulatto. Then Alex, already visibly excited, came and kissed me, took off my dress. I stood, with no intention of helping him undress. With great effort, he took off his bra and lowered his panties. I only had sandals to jump high, with Alex quickly undressing. Then he asked:
- Read, who do you want first?
Half bewildered by the situation, I could not even think straight. How so at first? At that moment, the reality for a second possessing me was difficult to process in my head. I looked at frightened Tom who was also with a swollen look. As I did not answer, my husband fell from his mouth in my pursuit, starting an oral with desire. Even so, it took a while for my body to react. Little by little, waves of pleasure took over me.
Alex penetrated me, and he began to insert with desire.
- My wife's face is so tight! Did you feel that too when you fucked her? She's hot, didn't you? She liked your cock too, man! She's crazy to give it to you again! Too hot, she! Say no! Is it or isn't it? Shut up, I'm almost kidding!
I didn't even look at Tomas, but I imagine he agreed with everything. I felt that Alex finished quickly when I was approaching orgasm. My husband left me and told Tom to take off his clothes. I lay there on my back on the bed, legs open, gala flowing through the little finger and at that hour, no longer caring about anything. It was strange to see my husband standing there with his pinto half soft, all molasses and Tom with his erect, hard, ready to fuck me.
He approached me in a respectful way, rubbing the tip of the lambuzed entrance. He began to penetrate me and I was passive, just letting it happen. No difference in thickness, such lubrication. I only felt his advance in my flesh, in a way different from my husband. The way he grabbed, pushed, pulled and punched, everything reminded me that I was giving myself to another. And in front of my husband, who watched it all.
I soon forgot all about being under a lover. His kicks gave me pleasure and I couldn't hold back the moaning, at first shy. He picked up the pace and began to sniff, in the flaying that his stick caused on the walls of the xana. I must admit that it was strange, but it was nice. Very nice! The orgasm came and caused a whirlwind of sensations. I stood still, while Tom continued to get hot. He wanted to kiss me and I not only let him, as I retaliated. When I started to roll the hip, he went deep and mocked, with his lips glued to mine. I had the impression of feeling his stick pulsating, releasing jets of semen, flooding my vagina.
We stood there, his body thrown over me, kissing me nonstop, his hands caressing me, and I fell into the reality of that madness. My husband went to the bathroom, letting us enjoy that moment of mutual satisfaction. With normal breathing, Tom lay down next to me and said:
Thank you so much, you have no idea how delicious it is.
I was more relaxed, and I just smiled, and we were like that for a while, touching each other's bodies, and he was kissing my breasts, and he was nibbling on my nipples, and we were teasing each other, and I grabbed his hump in a back-and-forth motion, and it's always been curious to me to see how the thing grows and hardens under manipulation, him with his hand on my knee, and me there, masturbating between wet kisses.
The thing grew rigid. This time I was on top, riding like an amazon. I really like to fuck like this, which gives me control over how to make my partner's masculinity poke the areas that give me the most pleasure. Going forward or backward, up and down, determining the rhythm and depth. At this, Alex came back and stuck his stick in my mouth. I started sucking it with Thomas's mast buried in me.
It was kind of inconvenient to control the shagging on top and to pay attention to my husband. Fortunately, he moved away, which allowed me to concentrate on Tom. It didn't take long for me to know why. I felt something moist on the little ring of his ass. I didn't even have to look to see that Alex was lubricating with gel. With my finger I pushed inside and I had to stop moving. My husband made me fall on top of Tom, pushing his ass.
I was about to get double-penetrated -- something we're tired of seeing in movies, but I couldn't even imagine what the sensation would be -- and then Alex's roll was going into the back hole, causing a little pain as he stretched the folds, and I ended up dropping an "ah", followed by an "uh-uh" as he pushed forward, dilating the walls of my ass, forcing myself to expel the invader that was coming in more and more.
It seemed that the two occupied the same hole. I could not distinguish one from the other, only the slight pain and the feeling of being filled as I had never felt. All this I realized in the brief hiatus that the three of us stood still. Me with the lover buried in the front and my husband stuck in the back. Alex was the first to move. Putting hard, which caused pain and I had to ask to go slower. Tom also hit from the bottom to the top.
Now one escaped, now the other. It took us a while to find the concatenation, so that I was firmly impaled by both of them. I had a pleasure much more pronounced than anything I had felt until then. It was as if I had one hole underneath, with two males enjoying at the same time. I ended up having another orgasm, strong, intense. Below everything flashed! I cried at that time. I finished the whole mole, with the body rocking to the rhythm of the steps of the two.
Both of them moaning, swearing that it was too delicious! I pulled myself together, now feeling well every move of them inside me. Sandwiched and delivered. My husband pushed deep into my ass, mocking without stopping. His hands clenched around my hips, as if trying not to let me escape. At that moment I realized that Tom had also enjoyed. He was standing with his lower belly raised, the thing touching the entrance of my uterus.
I went to the bathroom to wash myself, feeling at that time pain and burning in the ass. Leaking bile in front and behind. While washing myself, I tried to remove the excess semen that came down with my finger. It was so much that I had to put a toilet paper stopper so as not to stain my panties.
We dropped Tom off at the station, after my husband said we'd see each other more often.
We should have used condoms!
It's all right, Lee, when he got in the first time, I even thought about it, but it's okay, he's a blood donor like me, and he's married, so it's a small risk, see?
That's not the problem, honey, I haven't been taking any pills, so now we're gonna have to buy the morning after pill.
It's all right, Lee, you're in charge.
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