Should I buy a strapon? ( 3some, MMF, bi-male) - Sex Stories

Should I buy a strapon? ( 3some, MMF, bi-male)

I hadn't been fucked, yet, but I had cum twice. Once when my husband James finger fucked me as his friend Don kissed me and caressed my tits and secondly when Don nestled his deliciously thick and wonderfully hard cock in the cleft of my bum as he rubbed my clit and James sucked my tits. James and I have been married for just over twelve years; we have no c***dren by choice. It is not a typical marriage, but then it is not an open one; perhaps slightly ajar might be the most apt description. Both of us occasionally slip through the open door to play away from home, but we never discuss what happens the other side of the door or ask questions. We both know that the other knows, but we never mention anything. Like many men James has a big thing for seeing two women together. He has badgered me for years to allow another woman into our bed so he could watch us have sex and presumably then fuck her as well. It's not the latter, him fucking another woman as I watch that's my issue, it's me being fucked by her that causes me a problem; I am just not into other women. James has a good body. He's quite good looking, just over six feet and weighs around one hundred and eighty pounds with no spare flab at all; he works out regularly and plays tennis a couple of times a week. I'm five feet four with short, natural blonde hair although I do let that grow now and then. I am told I am 'pretty tasty.' I have a slim body, with small B cup tits, nice legs and what I have been told is my ...

... crowning glory a great bum. It was in one of those 'mellow moments' when we'd had terrific sex and were lying in each other's arms sharing a spliff and talking that he said. "Well how about with another man?" That excited me. The idea of making love to another guy as my husband watched was a surprisingly strong turn on. "Would you join in or just watch?" I had asked taking a deep drag on the joint. "Both, see how it goes" he'd replied. Nothing happened on that front for the best part of a year. We were in Boston in the Copley Marriott. James was on business, I was tagging along for the ride and the great seafood. It was around nine in the evening when we were drinking in the bar. James had to go to our room to send a contract from his laptop. I got chatting to a guy who had been sitting at the bar. James joined us half an hour or so later. One thing led to another and we were in our suite having another drink before going into the bedroom and undressing. In the end they both fucked me and later I got them to wank each other. They came on my tits. I got so turned on both by having sex with another guy in front of James, but more so probably by seeing them masturbate each other. For some time after that my mind would wander back to seeing them holding each other's cocks, to looking at the expressions on their faces as they rubbed each other and as they made each other cum. I acknowledged to myself that I wanted more. And I got it. The second time we did it a year or so later it was ...