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In the middle of the night.

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It started as one of those erotic cuddles in the middle of the night. I became aware of a hand pushing up under my T, fondling my breast, and another exploring the crack of my bottom. I pushed back, squirming as a finger probed the puckered flesh. Laying in the darkness, enveloped in the heat of the duvet I was conscious only of the quite painful manipulation of my nipple and the firm pressure on my fundamental orifice. A whispered command had me arching to free myself from the T and impaling myself a little in the process.I lifted a leg a little, for better access, then murmured my appreciation as I was caressed along the full length of my cunt. The movement was repeated several times until I could hear the soft sound of my wetness. Some of the honey was spread around my arse and I squirmed as it was penetrated by two fingers.My lover, my husband, told me what a slut I am, reminding me of the time I had been buggered by two gay friends of ours. A boozy meal had gone on to an even more inebriating club. I had danced, showed a lot and had to be helped into the car. That was the last I remember until waking next day. I was naked and desperate to pee.Draping his shirt over my shoulders I found the loo then the kitchen. It feels exotic wandering around a strange flat undressed. I made some coffee and delivered a cup to hubby but all I got was a sleepy grunt. I pushed open the guys' door holding the tray and announced 'coffee is served'.I had interrupted some intimate activity as the cover was partly thrown back revealing a hand firmly gripping an erection and mouths locked together. They rearranged themselves as I placed large mugs of coffee on each side of the bed. "There is no need to cover up. That looked very tasty". As I sat down on the side of the bed the cover was once more thrown back to reveal the hard dick. A few moments later their kissing had started again but this time with my tongue exploring the purple helmet.It was a very attractive cock, a real handful with enough hair on the balls to emphasise its masculinity. It has quite a long foreskin which I slid over the knob alternating with my lips. The sensuous sounds of their kissing intensified as I used my fingernails on his bollocks letting one slip under to scratch the hidden orifice.I could just see hubby standing in the doorway, looking cute in the white robe. I redoubled my efforts of my hands and mouth happy to hear the murmured warning. Feeling the rising tide I worked the tip of my tongue into the eyelet and wanked the member's fleshy skin.However ready you feel that first joyous gush always seems a surprise and so this was as his copious offering coated my lips and cheek. I relished the savoury flavour and enjoyed his release and grunts of pleasure."You are such a slut", from my husband, "you go off for a few minutes and I find you with spunk all over your face." But he was smiling and the front of his gown was open showing the start of a very promising hard. It looks like you still have more to do". David had stood up. He was naked and erect. David and I had been occasional lovers before he had 'come out'. He is tall, just over 6 feet, hard and lean. Several of my friends had confessed to almost wetting their knickers on first meeting him. I now felt very female and subdued with these three powerful naked men. I wanted to be taken, to submit and to serve.Now my husband's supreme skill is to read people, especially me. "When in Rome darling! I think he wants your arse."A delicious tremor went through me on hearing those words. Continuing my subjugation I knelt up on the bed my face close to the sticky penis that had just discharged. Reaching back I completed this wonderful humiliation by pulling my cheeks apart. "Please" was all I said.There was a pause and then the shock of cold KY applied to the rosebud. The invisible hand slowly coated me, two fingers sliding in to test its efficacy. There was a pause.. A hand firmly held my head on a warm belly. The cold of my open anus presented for use. My cunt, oh yes my cunt, wet waiting. Its turn would surely come. That exquisite firm pressure, a few encouraging words before my scream as victory was his. This gloriously filthy act, so primitive, being taken, fulfilling all those dirty fantasies played out in mind, cunt and arse.Hubby was leaning on the door slowly massaging his erection, watching my submission. I was fucked slowly, with long strokes, his hands on my hips pulling me back onto him. I did manage to get a hand back to work my clit as he built himself towards his climax. I did not wait for him but gave myself a really slutty cum on his cock and was well on the way to another when he pulled deep and gave my bowels his spunk.Neither of us was allowed much rest as our partners joined us to pull us both onto our backs with legs on their shoulders. I was penetrated in the more usual orifice, its slick flesh welcoming the familiar organ. My finger returned to my pleasure as I kept myself on the brink, waiting for him.With my other hand I was able to just reach the penis that had just been inside me. It was warm and slippery. Its owner swore as my thumb slid across the opening and ours eyes locked as we both took our fucking.My wonderful lover was getting close so I allowed myself to orgasm and was only just coming down from it when he released himself into my core.In our dark bedroom, in the middle of the night, his two fingers mercilessly fucking me, my orgasm was immense. The memory of that time, of my husband's penis in me, of the cock in my hand whilst its owner was penetrated like a girl, all conspired to bring one of those occasional explosions that are painful in their intensity. I certainly squirted, from my vagina, pee, or probably both.Afterwards turning to him, sated yet still aroused, I started manipulating his erection using both hands. Taking my cue from him I asked him how much he liked watching his wife being a slut to our gay friends. "Did he like seeing their cocks and wanking in front of them?" His penis betrayed his feelings and I increased the stimulation by using my nails lightly on his balls and then on his little rosebud."Would you like to suck a big cock with me?" He was certainly thinking about it. His buttocks lifted spasmodically off the bed. I was wanking him quite firmly but not quite enough to let him cum. The occasional firm squeeze keeping him just below a release."Do you want me to arrange for you to get fucked?" My finger had penetrated him quite deeply now, keeping him erect. "Well?" I could just hear a whispered affirmation. "I can't hear you.""Yes fucking yes. I want to suck cock. I want to get fucked!"Redoubling my efforts I brought him to a climax making sure my face got a good coating. Clinging to each other he kissed my spunky face before our mouths shared his discharge.Snuggling together on the enormous wet spot we drifted back towards sleep, my head on his broad shoulder. My last thoughts were that I would have to find him a really nice one to share with me.

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