Subject: SHARING THE WIFE! PART II (MMF) From: wkbar1@aol.com (WKBAR1) Date: 24 Sep 1996 22:18:58 -0400 This is a continuation of the story posted earlier. I want to thank all of those who responded to my post. I will try to answer a few of their questions before I continue with the events which happened while my friend visited. Was this real? Yes it really happened. How did it affect our relationship? Well, afterwards we did a lot of talking and verified our commitment and love to each other. We recognized that this was a continuation of our sex life together, and we would never do it without the other's permission and presence. What's my sexual orientation? I am firmly hetero, but a bit of a hedonist, so if the situation arises, I generally let it all out, so to speak. On with the story. . . Afterwards, J.T., Kelly and I retired to bed. J.T. and I got in with Kelly and lay down on either side of her under the covers. Kelly later told me this was one of the best parts. She loved feeling two naked, warm men laying against her naked skin. She loved feeling two limp cocks resting against her. I quickly fell asleep on my side with Kelly in my arms, facing me on her side. I later awoke to quiet moaning and movement on the bed. As I gained my thoughts, I realized Kelly was rythmically bouncing against me. J.T. had fell asleep facing Kelly with her beautiful ass against his cock. He told me later that when he awoke in the middle of the night, it was more than he could stand. Fully awake, I moved my hand down to Kelly's pussy and felt J.T.'s cock moving in and out of her pussy. It was slick and wet, so I kept my hand around it and squeezed just to give him a little thrill. I lay there and soaked up the sight of my lovely wife's tits bouncing up and down with J.T.'s every thrust. To be honest, I was totally thrilled with what was happening and eager to try more of what we did in the living room. So, I reversed position and started to lick Kelly's pussy. How can I describe the sight and smell of it? Again, I conquered my aversion to homosexuality in support of the moment and started to lick them both. I went from Kelly's clit down J.T.'s cock to his balls and back to her clit. I loved the taste of their juices and Kelly did me the favour of taking my cock into her mouth. I just savoured the kinkyness and the pure physical pleasure. What excited me the most was what I was doing to J.T. and listend to Kelly get off on another man's cock. J.T. soon grunted his orgasm and pulled out. I was again treated to the sight of white cum leaking from my wife's pussy. J.T. just lay there with his cock lying between Kelly's legs, so I decided to push the limits even more. I licked his cum from Kelly's pussy lips and then, I licked his limp cock clean. Part of me couldn't believe I was doing it, but I had totally surrendered myself to the moment (to be honest dear reader, I probably won't do it again, but who knows?) I was surprised all this time that J.T. let me do all of this to him. Later he said that like me, he had just surrendered to the moment and was going to accept all of the stimulation he could get! I pulled out of Kelly's mouth, rolled on my back, and let Kelly lie down on top of me and ride me. I was enjoying the nice, easy strokes when J.T. decided to pay me back. I felt his tongue down there between our legs. He was licking my balls! That was it, I exploded into Kelly. I don't know if she had an orgasm or not, but I do know she was satisfied, because she slid off me with a blissfull look on her face, kissed me and fell asleep between us again. That's all for now . . . there is only one more event to describe and I will do that soon. Feel free to continue to e-mail your comments. . . P.S. I have been disturbed about the degeneration of the USENET over the past two years. It is becoming impossible to wade through the miles of SPAM to get the few real posts. I believe in a totally free net supported by the users. This story is free and free for distribution. Post some yourself to continue our fight against the SPAMMERS! wkbar1@aol.com