Invitation for coffee
My husband and I have been married for three and a half years now. As many know, after such a period, a chill can start to run between spouses, which can even grow into a breakup. Problems arise in sex, thoughts of straying begin. As soon as I realized that our sex life had turned into a routine, I started looking for ways to solve this problem. Role-playing games had already gotten old, the entire Kama Sutra had been brought to life, and ideas had run dry. So I started browsing various thematic forums and looking for people with similar situations in their lives.
One fine day, I came across a man who had recently broken up with his wife after
4 years of marriage. The described situation was very similar to ours, and I suggested we meet. We met at a cafe and immediately liked each other. After a two-hour conversation and a "ton" of coffee, we realized we needed to talk as a threesome. I promised I would persuade my husband to meet.We invited him over a week later, as it took me a long time to persuade my husband. Mikhail (that was his name) came as one should—with champagne and a cake. I quickly set the table, got out the nice wine glasses, and invited the men over. At the table, I saw my husband starting to gaze at me intently while I was engrossed in conversation with Mikhail. That passionate and lustful look immediately aroused me.
— Mikhail, why don't you fuck my wife, and I'll watch," my husband said unexpectedly.
I coughed upon hearing this, reached for the wine glass to take a drink, but slightly misjudged the distance and knocked it over. A dark wine stain began to spread on my satin dress.
— Just a minute," I said, heading to the bathroom.
After taking a cold shower and soaking the dress, I came out of the bathroom wearing only a towel over my naked body and saw Mikhail and my husband standing by the bathroom door, waiting. I felt a bit embarrassed—I needed to go to the bedroom to get clean clothes. As soon as I took a couple of steps, my husband tugged at the towel, and it fell, exposing my body. I blushed. Mikhail came up to me and kissed me passionately. My husband positioned himself behind me and began caressing my back, butt, and hair. I was burning with shame—I had never had to cheat on my husband in his presence. After a few minutes, the awkward feeling passed, and I started acting more boldly.
First, I took off Mikhail's shirt, then started unbuckling his belt, drowning in my husband's caresses. Seeing his impressively sized cock, I immediately dropped to my knees and began sucking it with pleasure. My husband occasionally helped me, placing his hands on the back of my head and pushing it forward so the cock went all the way into my mouth. When Mikhail started moaning, he abruptly lifted me by my armpits, led me to the bed, put me on all fours, and entered me sharply and roughly. I started moaning because I had always wanted rough, hard sex, but my husband had been hesitant.
Misha pulled out of me for a moment, waited a bit, and then slowly started entering my ass. I screamed, and tears welled up in my eyes—no one had ever entered me like that without preparation or lube before. My husband saw this, quickly pulled down his shorts and underwear, and started fucking my mouth. The sensations were indescribable. My beloved also started whispering something, calling me a wh*re, a sl*t, and other dirty words, which turned me on even more.
After that, we changed positions, and my men started fucking both my holes at once. It was a bit uncomfortable, but soon I stopped paying attention to it. After a while, I started cumming under the continuous pounding of two cocks against my womb. I started moaning, almost crying, frozen at the peak of euphoria. And then the men started cumming—my husband was first. His cum filled me in spurts, creating a feeling of warmth and complete satisfaction. Mikhail came on my face, pulling his cock out of my ass. The last thing I remember is my husband's happy face looking at me, covered in another man's cum.
It's been a year and a half now, but we still meet with Mikhail periodically when my husband and I start getting bored in bed.