Shared by My Husband:
A Night of Filthy Group Pleasure

I waited in the living room, wet with anticipation, for you to come home. You called earlier and told me to be prepared for a very busy night. I ran around the house cleaning like crazy and then spent several hours preparing myself for what you had in mind. A long, hot shower to soften the skin, a nice slow shave of the legs, and, of course, between my legs, making sure I was as smooth as possible. I dried off and sprayed my Dior Addict over my slightly damp body. My hair was combed back and pulled up in a clip as I dressed in a slinky, black dress with small straps over the shoulder and a dip so low in the front that you could see my navel. The black, four-inch fuck-me heels were the perfect accessory for the outfit.

 

I stood as I heard you unlock the door and come in. A smile spread across your handsome face as you laid your eyes upon me. You instructed me to do a little spin, and I did, with the hem of the dress just covering my ass. You pulled me into your arms and kissed me deeply. I melted. Then you pulled away and told me to go to the car, but I was to get into the backseat and that you would be right there. I grabbed my purse and walked out of our house as you walked into our bedroom, my mind wondering what you had planned.

 

I opened the backdoor and slid into the seat. As I shut the door, another figure turned and greeted me, causing me to scream in shock, as I wasn’t expecting anyone else to be in the car. He appeared to be the same size as my husband, with dirty blond hair and a muscular face. Baby blue eyes that would make almost any woman wet. He held out his hand and introduced himself as Jack. Startled still, I shook his hand but held my face low. I knew I shouldn’t be making eye contact with him. I figured that since he was in my husband’s car, he already knew my name, so I only said softly that it was nice to meet him.

 

My husband finally came back to the car with an overnight bag in his hand, which he placed in the trunk. As he got in and buckled the seatbelt, he asked Jack if we had met, and Jack laughed, exclaiming that he had nearly scared me out of the car, but yes, we had met. My husband then looked back at me and asked sweetly if I had given Jack a view of anything yet, as he looked down at the shortness of my dress and the barely covered sex between my legs. I assumed that it was only going to be my husband and me, and therefore I didn’t put any panties on.

 

I kept my legs tightly crossed after seeing Jack in the car. My husband reached back and pulled my legs apart so Jack could see me. I was nervous but became very aroused at this stranger admiring my smooth pussy. Jack reached his hand back and slid it between my legs. His fingers brushed against my swollen lips for only a moment before pulling away and bringing his wet finger to his lips. He inhaled my scent and then licked his finger. He nodded in approval as my husband watched with a grin on his face.

 

We left the driveway and went to a restaurant on the outskirts of town. It was a nice little Italian place that smelled of garlic. Little candles adorned all of the tables. We were led to a secluded room with just one table. My husband tipped the man, who then left us all alone. Jack pulled out my chair for me, and I thanked him as I sat down. My husband took the chair across from me, and Jack took a chair next to me, scooting it closer to me. My heart was racing as I still had no idea what the plan was for this evening.

 

We made small talk around the table as a waiter came in with a bottle of wine and poured our glasses. We never placed an order, but the food began to arrive. A beautiful pasta dinner for all of us with rolls and a salad. I was too anxious to be hungry. I watched as the men ate, and I nibbled on the food. I did, however, have several glasses of wine while we were there. Jack’s hand rested on my thigh several times during our meal as I stretched my shoeless foot across the way to my husband's crotch. My toes toyed with him, and I found him incredibly hard as we sat there. He had a sparkle in his eye, as he knew what was coming.

 

The men lit cigars after the food. Small talk resumed as I saw my husband nod his head to Jack. I then watched as Jack unzipped his pants and pulled his soft cock out into the air. I drew a deep breath as I saw him do this. My husband then directed me to please him while they talked. I dropped to my knees and crawled over to him. I took his cock in my hand and began licking the head of his shaft, feeling him grow harder by the second. I licked around his head and slowly ran my tongue flatly over it, enjoying the feel of his head on my tongue. He was hard within seconds and was almost as long as my husband. He had more girth, though, and I imagined it in my pussy as I licked the underside of his cock.

 

My tongue was swirling around his balls and then sliding back up. I wrapped my lips around it and sucked him into my mouth as he continued talking with my husband. His breathing was getting labored, though, and it excited me more to hear him straining as he tried to maintain a normal conversation with my husband. Within seconds, he was filling my mouth with his cum. Each shot was swallowed greedily, as I didn’t want to waste a drop.

 

Jack regained his composure as I quickly got back up into my chair, my husband smiling at me. We paid for our food, leaving a nice tip on the table as we walked out, my husband's arm around my waist. We walked over to a row of rooms next to the restaurant, where I realized that we were at a hotel. My husband opened the door to our room and walked me in. I saw a bucket with ice, champagne, strawberries, whipped cream, and chocolate. He kissed me quickly and said that he would be right back. He then walked out to get our bag from the car. Jack walked in and sat in a chair next to the bed. I sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for my husband to return. Jack poured us all a glass and brought the strawberries over to me. My husband walked in with two bags and locked the door behind him.

 

He walked up to me, setting the bags on the floor. He leaned in and kissed me softly, tasting Jack on my lips. I was worried he would be pissed, but he wasn't, and I began lifting my dress. In just a second, I was standing there naked. Both men were admiring my body as they sipped champagne. It was cold in the room, and my nipples, already hard from arousal, got harder as the cold air hit them. Jack stood and walked over to me. My husband got behind me as Jack leaned down and took a nipple into his mouth. He started sucking it lightly at first and then began rolling it firmly between his teeth as his arousal peaked. My husband placed his hand on my ass and began to rub it, his fingers teasing my asshole. My legs parted slightly as his hand reached between my legs, his fingers rubbing my clit. I moaned as Jack licked and sucked both nipples into his mouth, paying them each equal attention. My husband slid two fingers into my now-dripping hole as his thumb rubbed my clit. After seconds, I was moaning out in pleasure as it came to my husband's fingertips.

 

He pulled his fingers out of my sex and went to the chair. He sat down and smiled at me as Jack began to touch my dripping pussy. His fingers ever so lightly brushed my swollen lips, sending chills over my skin. I reached down and began to undo his pants. I let them fall to the floor and then pulled his boxers down as he stood in front of me, his erection so large and dying for attention. I wanted to drop to my knees again, but he had other plans. He walked me to the bed and directed me to lay down. He then grabbed a strawberry and began rubbing it over me, starting at my neck. With each place that he rubbed the strawberry, he followed with his lips, sucking the juice off of my skin. His lips traveled over my neck and down my collarbone to my nipples, where he licked and nibbled there again. I was squirming under his body, dying to feel him inside of me.

 

He licked lower down till he reached my pussy, dripping from my husband’s fingers. I grabbed his head and practically shoved his face into my waiting pussy, eager to feel his tongue fuck me. He pulled back and grabbed my hands. With one look at my husband, I found myself being held down, my husband sitting on the bed above me. Jack went back to his business of licking at the juices running down my thighs. I moaned in pleasure as my husband held my hands down and Jack's tongue licked at my pussy with extreme hunger. His tongue was parting my lips to tease my swollen clit. My hips were bucking into his face, forcing his tongue to dive into me harder. I needed to be filled; the ache in me was growing stronger by the minute.

 

With quickness, I was suddenly turned onto all fours with my husband's cock in front of my face. I began sucking it hard, taking it deep into my throat as I felt Jack's wonderful cock rub between my wanton lips. I pushed back into him, hoping that he would fill me with it. Only he wanted to tease me a little more. I continued working my husband's cock in my mouth. Licking it up and down and rubbing his balls as Jack rubbed my wet slit with the tip.

 

I got what I wanted as Jack’s cock parted my lips and slid into me slowly. I threw my head back and moaned as this stranger started pleasing me. I was slowly pushing back on him, his cock filling me wonderfully. My husband put his hand on my head and pulled me down to his cock again. I took him deep into my throat as I was being fucked from behind by Jack. The combination of the two cocks inside of me at once was more than I could handle, and I found myself coming with such intensity that I was shaking.

 

My pussy gripped Jack’s cock for all it had as I sucked my husband's cock. Both men thrust into me nice and hard. My husband's balls were tight in my hands, and I knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. I began to beg for Jack to fuck me harder as I sucked my husband's cock as far as it would go. He grabbed my hair and held me tight as he filled my throat with his cum. His hips bucked into my mouth as he shot his warm load. I swallowed like I couldn’t get enough of it. Not a drop left my lips.

 

Jack gave me a few more hard thrusts, his cock feeling wonderful in my tight little hole. I leaned back into him and screamed for him to fuck me harder as my husband leaned back and watched the show, his cock going soft. Jack leaned forward and grabbed my breasts. He pulled me up so the back of my body was against his chest, and he shoved his cock so deep inside of me. It was deeper than my husband had ever been. His hands grabbed my breasts firmly as he fucked me harder and harder. I reached between my legs and began to massage his balls. He wasn’t going to last long.

 

With one final thrust and the moan of an animal, Jack began to fill me with his cum. He pumped it deep into my sex as I squeezed his cock tightly with my pussy, my body shaking from yet another orgasm. I was out of breath and sweating as I rubbed his balls, feeling them release into me. Exhausted, Jack pulled out of me, and I fell onto the bed next to my husband as Jack fell on top of me. All of us were happy and momentarily exhausted.