Hi Truthordarepics,
My husband and I have been together for seven years (married three and a half) and we also dated when we were in college on and off for two years. This picture is of me while we were on our honeymoon. It was my first experience at a nude beach (or clothing optional) and I really felt liberated. Since then I never felt ashamed of my sexuality and I have hubby to thank! Now, recently, we did have a threesome with a mutual friend, his best friend, my acquaintaince.
So, after marriage we have been talking ALOT in bed. Several months ago, he says, "So out of our friends, who would you do?" I tell him who and we have used this poor man in our bedroom talk for months now. He is at our house regularly and he makes me squirm just being in the same room. So after a botched attempt at getting him into our bed a few weeks ago, he came over last night.
Everything was going well, the kids were all nestled in their bed and no one made a peep. We were all watching TV and started talking about sex, my husband brought up the fact that I would be interested in making out with a girl but that I wouldn't go down on her but that I would allow her to go down on me. (That always gets you guys ) He said that he wanted to make sure that he was there to see that. So the mood was right and so we end up next to one another, and I started to play with his hand, I work mine up to his nipples under his shirt, and he is into it but he is freaking a bit because my husband is trying to leave us alone to get going. So when he walks back into the room he becomes jumpy. I keep telling him to relax that it is okay, that hubby is so into it and doesn't care. (We all had went out two Saturday's ago and had the whole discussion and knew that it was coming if he was willing).
So after playing a bit, I started to kiss him and he felt my breasts and then took his hand down my pants (he was surprised; pleasantly I think; that I was shaved). Again, he was very jumpy and nervous when hubby would walk in. So I decided to take matters into my own hands and I took him by the hand and told him to come onto the couch with me. I sat him down and kneeled in front of him and sucked him off for awhile. I told my husband to come on over and I reached over and touched him and I could tell he was pleased. So the 'fantasy man' tells me that he wants to eat my pussy (This is when I think this is going to go better than I thought). I trade places with him and he goes down on me while I am sucking my husband off and loving the four hands on my body. My husband then trades places with him and we continue on. Wow!
Everything is going so great, except that fantasy man is still limp!! God love him he was so eager and trying so hard that I think he was psyching himself out, not to mention he had a bit to drink. I will continue on and not leave you all hanging with the story however, it is performance anxiety. He did keep saying are you sure Mr. hubby is okay with this? (Hello?? His head is between my thighs, does it look like he cares? ) Do you think he was afraid of what my husband was thinking? But I understand, having another man's wife in front of him is not easy.
Okay, so the rest of the story is that we eventually moved down to the floor and while I was sucking him off my husband was doing me from behind and was doing a fine job by the way. So when my husband got off, the Mr. Fantasy got on top and we proceeed to fuck and try to get him hard; which eventually he did (his poor knees) and he did get off as well as myself (several times). We thought we'd share with you all since we enjoy reading about other people's stories.
Barb
