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06/03/2007
I guess in retrospect our marriage of 20 years had sexually grown monotonous and somewhat mundane over the years. Our lives together were wonderful and the thought of going outside of our marriage never was considered. We had both joked about joining a group of swingers for some fun, but it was always done jokingly and although the idea got me excited I never thought my husband would ever consider actually doing anything of that type so we always ended up laughing and moving on.
My husband always told me that I had a fantastic body for being 40 with three teenage children. I just thought he was being nice or wanting something and never thought any man other than him would take a second look at me. I am 5’4” and 115lbs with A breasts.
My husband likes to fish and hang out with two friends he has had for many years. During the cold weather if there is nothing outside they hang out at one of the guys houses who I won’t use names in this story. Two weeks ago on a Saturday afternoon they had all been hanging out and were at this one guy’s house that was their usual hangout. I was bored and drove over to see what his plans were. When I arrived the guys were all inside playing pool and drinking a beer. I crabbed at him a little wanting him to leave and the other guys told me to have a beer and chill out.
I was pretty content to leave them alone until one of the guys said something about my not being able to handle a beer and that I would probably get tipsy and pass out. Not ever being one to turn away from a dare I walked over to the fridge and pulled out a beer and opened it. After about three of them the guys were all teasing that I was drunk and dared me into playing a round of pool. Being able to handle my alcohol I took them up on their bet and began shooting pool with them. To my surprise I actually was shooting very well and won two rounds of 8-ball.
The guys were all still drinking and several comments were made when I would bend over the table to take a shot that my husband seemed to be enjoying. I had to admit to myself that I liked the attention as well and several time the thoughts running through my head were pretty wild. I drank a few more beers as we continued to play with me really getting the best of the guys to the point that I was rubbing it in. Their comments were growing more and more explicit when one of the guys after loosing a round to me said that if I put something worth winning on the table they would improve their game and beat me. When the dare came into play wagering my shoes and socks I laughed and proceeded to win the round easily seeing all the guys now barefoot I rubbed in their bad play and took another bet this time for my shirt. If I lost I also had to give up my shoes and socks they somehow threw in and in my arrogance I accepted teasing about seeing all of them shirtless.
To my surprise I lost my first round and my husband asked if I was really serious about the terms of the bet. I told him I never didn’t follow through and looked to him for approval. He nodded his head and I sat on the side of the table removing my shoes and sock before standing and taking off my shirt leaving only my bra between my breasts and the guys. I could still feel the cool air on my nipples and they instantly responded standing hard against the fabric of my bra. I felt so invigorated being in front of my husband and two of his best friends in my bra, even my bare feet felt seductive and had me turned-on and wanting to see this played out. I told the guys it was time for me to win my stuff back and we quickly got another game racked. This time the wager included my bra and jeans against the guys shirts. Again, not reasoning this out I agreed and the bet was on. I broke and sunk every solid on the table laughing and telling the guys I hoped when I got them naked the cold outside didn’t shrink them up like turtles. I bent over the table and lined up my shot and at the last minute the cue ball slipped into the corner pocket after the 8-ball. The guys all jumped and hooted like school boys telling me to take em off. I again looked to my husband and seeing his excitement stood and looked at the guys. The first guy asked Ron if he could take my bra off and Ron said it was up to me. I agreed and I slowly felt the clasp behind my back release and then the straps were slowly pushed off my shoulders allowing my bra to fall off in front of me. I stood in front of my husband and two other guys with my breasts completely bore. I shivered partially due to the cold air on my nipples and partly from the excitement I felt. The other guy jumped in and asked about my jeans and Ron again deferred it to me. I again accepted and the guy stood behind me fumbling with the snap before finally getting it unfastened. He pushed my jeans off my hips and I held my cotton white bikini panties in place as he pushed my jeans down my legs and then pulled up on my knees to have me step out of them.
I was ready to quite by this time and at the same time wanted to hear more of the attention and comments the guys were making about me. Also I could tell from the front of their pants that they weren’t just being nice when they talked about my body. It took them two more beers and some talking to get me to agree to one last round, with either my loosing my panties or them loosing it all. I bent over the table to take my first shot and could feel all the guys eyes burning a hole in my crotch as I missed my shot. It didn’t take long as I missed every opportunity and lost the last round. My husband and I looked into each others burning eyes and he said things were pretty worked up. He told me I could stop this whenever I wanted and didn’t have to do anything I didn’t want too. I told him I wanted to and he kissed me and told me how excited he was. I lay on the pool table and both of Ron’s friends got one leg of my panties and lifting my legs straight up they pulled my panties off spreading my legs and remarking on my pussy which was not totally exposed to their open view. I was now more exposed and more of me was being looked at than even my gynecologist or obstetrician had seen of me in more intimate detail. My pulse had to racing around 140 and I could feel juice escape my swollen pussy.
The guys all removed their clothes very quickly to allow me to see their cocks which looked so inviting. We touched each other and had some quick oral contact between all of us but that was as far as things progressed before Ron and I dressed and headed home. That night the passion was back in full swing in our relationship. Ron and I shared with each other that we would love to play others and have accepted an invitation to another couples home next week for a truth or dare game.
**Awesome Deb!! Let us know what happens next week. - webmaster
My husband always told me that I had a fantastic body for being 40 with three teenage children. I just thought he was being nice or wanting something and never thought any man other than him would take a second look at me. I am 5’4” and 115lbs with A breasts.
My husband likes to fish and hang out with two friends he has had for many years. During the cold weather if there is nothing outside they hang out at one of the guys houses who I won’t use names in this story. Two weeks ago on a Saturday afternoon they had all been hanging out and were at this one guy’s house that was their usual hangout. I was bored and drove over to see what his plans were. When I arrived the guys were all inside playing pool and drinking a beer. I crabbed at him a little wanting him to leave and the other guys told me to have a beer and chill out.
I was pretty content to leave them alone until one of the guys said something about my not being able to handle a beer and that I would probably get tipsy and pass out. Not ever being one to turn away from a dare I walked over to the fridge and pulled out a beer and opened it. After about three of them the guys were all teasing that I was drunk and dared me into playing a round of pool. Being able to handle my alcohol I took them up on their bet and began shooting pool with them. To my surprise I actually was shooting very well and won two rounds of 8-ball.
The guys were all still drinking and several comments were made when I would bend over the table to take a shot that my husband seemed to be enjoying. I had to admit to myself that I liked the attention as well and several time the thoughts running through my head were pretty wild. I drank a few more beers as we continued to play with me really getting the best of the guys to the point that I was rubbing it in. Their comments were growing more and more explicit when one of the guys after loosing a round to me said that if I put something worth winning on the table they would improve their game and beat me. When the dare came into play wagering my shoes and socks I laughed and proceeded to win the round easily seeing all the guys now barefoot I rubbed in their bad play and took another bet this time for my shirt. If I lost I also had to give up my shoes and socks they somehow threw in and in my arrogance I accepted teasing about seeing all of them shirtless.
To my surprise I lost my first round and my husband asked if I was really serious about the terms of the bet. I told him I never didn’t follow through and looked to him for approval. He nodded his head and I sat on the side of the table removing my shoes and sock before standing and taking off my shirt leaving only my bra between my breasts and the guys. I could still feel the cool air on my nipples and they instantly responded standing hard against the fabric of my bra. I felt so invigorated being in front of my husband and two of his best friends in my bra, even my bare feet felt seductive and had me turned-on and wanting to see this played out. I told the guys it was time for me to win my stuff back and we quickly got another game racked. This time the wager included my bra and jeans against the guys shirts. Again, not reasoning this out I agreed and the bet was on. I broke and sunk every solid on the table laughing and telling the guys I hoped when I got them naked the cold outside didn’t shrink them up like turtles. I bent over the table and lined up my shot and at the last minute the cue ball slipped into the corner pocket after the 8-ball. The guys all jumped and hooted like school boys telling me to take em off. I again looked to my husband and seeing his excitement stood and looked at the guys. The first guy asked Ron if he could take my bra off and Ron said it was up to me. I agreed and I slowly felt the clasp behind my back release and then the straps were slowly pushed off my shoulders allowing my bra to fall off in front of me. I stood in front of my husband and two other guys with my breasts completely bore. I shivered partially due to the cold air on my nipples and partly from the excitement I felt. The other guy jumped in and asked about my jeans and Ron again deferred it to me. I again accepted and the guy stood behind me fumbling with the snap before finally getting it unfastened. He pushed my jeans off my hips and I held my cotton white bikini panties in place as he pushed my jeans down my legs and then pulled up on my knees to have me step out of them.
I was ready to quite by this time and at the same time wanted to hear more of the attention and comments the guys were making about me. Also I could tell from the front of their pants that they weren’t just being nice when they talked about my body. It took them two more beers and some talking to get me to agree to one last round, with either my loosing my panties or them loosing it all. I bent over the table to take my first shot and could feel all the guys eyes burning a hole in my crotch as I missed my shot. It didn’t take long as I missed every opportunity and lost the last round. My husband and I looked into each others burning eyes and he said things were pretty worked up. He told me I could stop this whenever I wanted and didn’t have to do anything I didn’t want too. I told him I wanted to and he kissed me and told me how excited he was. I lay on the pool table and both of Ron’s friends got one leg of my panties and lifting my legs straight up they pulled my panties off spreading my legs and remarking on my pussy which was not totally exposed to their open view. I was now more exposed and more of me was being looked at than even my gynecologist or obstetrician had seen of me in more intimate detail. My pulse had to racing around 140 and I could feel juice escape my swollen pussy.
The guys all removed their clothes very quickly to allow me to see their cocks which looked so inviting. We touched each other and had some quick oral contact between all of us but that was as far as things progressed before Ron and I dressed and headed home. That night the passion was back in full swing in our relationship. Ron and I shared with each other that we would love to play others and have accepted an invitation to another couples home next week for a truth or dare game.
**Awesome Deb!! Let us know what happens next week. - webmaster
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