Three Is A Magic Number

Yes, it is. It is a magic number.

If you read Preparation Is Everything you would know that Sexy Husband and I were having a visitor round the other night. A very hot, very orally fixated visitor called A. Well, true to his word, he turned up. Here is what happened.

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I wasn't too nervous as I had been talking to A for a little while. He has always been respectful while being sexy and we'd talked about everything from rimming to old school v new school hip hop, so I was relaxed. I had a shower, left my hair wet and changed into a tight vest top and tiny shorts (I have long legs and like how they look in shorts) and waited.

He arrived. And was shorter and slighter than I had imagined, but fucking hell he was hot! At least twice as sexy as his photos and had a way of walking that made me go OK.

Now before, when SH and I have hosted there has been no preamble, ever, it was just walk through the door, and I will have your cock in my mouth before you can say, well, whatever it is you say in these circumstances. This time though, SH said "Come in, have a seat, would you like a drink?"

Actually, thinking about it, that was actually really cool. A has cheeky eyes and a devastatingly sexy smile. And he pointed them in my direction in a way where there was absolutely no mistaking what was behind them. This is my fucking kryptonite. A sexy man who very obviously wants to fuck me? My cunt melted. When he rested his hand briefly on my leg to emphasise a point, my clit joined in.

Eventually, we exhausted the small talk, made the joke about not being a murder couple and A said, "so, about that sex". I got to do my full on horny slut and said

"well, my mouth is feeling really empty, I am sure you both have something I could fill it with."

And it was on. A got his trousers and boxers down first and damn, he is a show-er and a grower! He had a (and I do not use this word lightly) gorgeous and thick cock and it was the perfect size to go all the way in. Deepthroating him was an absolute pleasure and feeling him go hard in my mouth was incredible. Then it was SH's turn, then A's, basically I had a cock in each hand and was alternating which I was sucking. A's which was new to me and SH's which is glorious in its familiarity.

I was already so wet that I just wanted to be fucked, but A was having none of it. He wasn't putting it anywhere but my mouth until he had eaten me out.

I can't even think about it without getting turned on again. I had to finger myself this morning even thinking about writing about it. You see, he had two things that are incredible when it comes to eating my cunt.

1. This thing he does with the flat of his tongue. I don't know quite how to describe it, but it worked, oh fucking hell it worked. He ran that tongue in my cunt, on my clit and inside my ass and I fucking loved it. When he slid (who fucking knows how many, I was certainly not counting) fingers inside me and started to manipulate my gspot while also sliding fingers into my arse and licking my clit, I exploded. All over him. And he kept going, and going, and going.

2. This way of making noises as he ate me out. It was like he couldn't wait to get in there and knowing that he wanted to do it rather than thinking he had to do it was a massive fucking turn on.

But I wanted cock and I wanted it inside me. And that was what I got. I bent over the footstool and A fucked me so hard and so fast that I had another orgasm on the spot. I don't know how to tell you how sexy it was that I also had SH cock in my mouth when I did so,but I was loving it. I loved riding him on the couch, burying his face in my tits while he used his hands to bounce my arse up and down. SH liked that too. He says watching another cock going in and out of me like that was getting him going too.

We were all really sweaty by then and had to take a break so we all flopped on the sofa, me, a cunt between two hardons and SH used his fingers to bring me off while A played with his cock. I didn't expect to cum again so soon, but I did. I squirted everywhere and watching the faces that were watching me made it all the sexier. Then we were off again. This time A sat on a chair, legs spread whicl SH fucked me from behind and I took to A's asshole with my tongue. And boy did that ass taste good. I lapped at it, munched at it, I ran my tongue around it. I fucked his ass with my mouth and hearing the noises he made brought me close to cumming again. I had lost count by now as wave after wave of delicious orgasms appeared from a grunt or a cock twitch. Like honestly, sitting here writing it all down, it wouldn't take long if I just let my hand stray down...

Ahem. Anyway, they took turns being sucked and fucked, Being rimmed and kissed and playing with my tits. A had almost a religious response to them (they're so big, they're so heavy, they're so soft) and he sucked on my nipples expertly. What with turning them on also turning me on, the sensation in my vagina and my mouth, the electric shock type pleasure from nipple to clit was incredible.

Eventually, and both men performed heroically, it was time for the finale. The climax, if you will. SH stood in front of me and came on me while I kissed and licked his balls. That is the thing about being married, you know how to make your partner cum, and cum heavy. A took a bit longer, which gave me time to get both his balls in my mouth and suck on them for a while. He perched over my face while I lay on the couch and came longer and louder and harder and in more volume than any man I have ever seen. Of course, this may have had something to do with the fact that I was tonguing his ass for all I was worth. Holding his arse as open as I could and lapping at it like it was an ice cream. My lips (both sets) are tingling at the memory and I am definitely going to try it with SH at some point.

Both men having covered my not insubstansial tits with jizz deserved a treat. So I grinned my dirtiest grin and rubbed that cum into my tits with my hands. A's was still warm as I did so and it made me giggle. And that made them smile. And those smiles are etched into my brain.

And that, apart from some semi naked chat about the Home and Tooms episodes of The X Files, was that. A kissed and hugged me goodbye and comically, he and SH formally shook hands at the door. It was done, and I needed to shower and SH needed to pee. One thing led to another and it was still a while before we settled down to watch more Gilmore Girls (I'm blowing a raspberry at you A. So there!).

So, was it fun? Fuck yes. Would I do it again? Fuck yes. With A? Holy fucking fuck yes. And you never know, he's off travelling soon, so it is not likely, but if you ask if we're free before you go, the answer will be fuck yes. Maybe we could go slower next time and ...

A forgot to fuck my ass. Maybe I'll send him this

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