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A wifes first MFM Part II

John and I finished the last few weeks of our training without another encounter like that, though we continued to exchange flirtatious banter and occasional suggestive references to what had occurred between us. After returning home, John and I kept in touch through email, text and an occasional phone call. I definitely had moments of guilt that crept into my mind. I loved my husband, and never wanted to do anything that would hurt him. I eventually accepted that I had made a mistake in a vulnerable time in my life, when I was away from home and my relationship with my husband was strained due to our separation. I knew I could never tell him what happened, and did what I could to forget about it. However, I occasionally thought back to that night, and when I did, would get really turned on, which would usually result in fantastic sex between me and my husband.

About a year later, I came across a really good job opportunity in another part of the state, only about 45 minutes from where John lived. My husband and I were both growing frustrated with our current work situation, and we decided to take a chance and pursue it. John was excited, and met us at our new place when we arrived, helped us move and settle in. Dan had met John before actually, while visiting me when I was in training during the week.

The next couple months passed and the three of us began to hang out more and more. There was a fun and flirtatious atmosphere between the three of us, and I liked having the attention of two good looking men when we were all together. One Friday night John invited us out to his ranch to hang out and have a few drinks. We packed a change of clothes and a few items to spend the night.

John gave us a tour of the nearby town in his pickup, and we stopped for dinner and a few drinks. We sat eating and drinking like old friends, and I couldn’t help but feel the excitement in my stomach as I thought about the nights John and I spent together drinking beers, flirting and swimming at the beach.

John drove us back to the ranch where we hopped in his Jeep and he gave us a tour of his property. It was a large cattle ranch, which he would one day work off and inheret as his own. It was in the foothills of the mountains, a beautiful place to live. We drove around across the ranch, beer in hand, the top of the jeep down talking. Our conversation turned a bit dirtier as the topic of sex came up. John joked with my husband that if the two of us in the backseat wanted to fuck he’d keep driving us around all night. We both laughed off the joke, but the thought of riding my husband’s cock in the back seat as John would undoubtedly glance peeks in the rearview mirror started to turn me on.

John told us about another couple he and his former girlfriend used to hang out with. One night they had driven out onto the prairie with a cooler full of beer, and sat in the jeep, watching the stars. Eventually one couple started making out, then the other, followed by clothes coming off and blow jobs as each couple tried to out do the other. John said “before I knew it, my girlfriend was riding my cock on my lap and my buddy’s girlfriend was riding my buddy in the back seat. After a couple minutes, the girls looked at each other, and one of them said “switch?” John said “My girlfriend jumped in the back seat and started fucking my buddy and his girlfriend climbed on top of me and started going to town. It was fucking crazy.”

We bought laughed and looked at each other. It sounded wild, something we could never do, but it also was hot as hell and I was definitely turned on. I’m sure my husband was too.

We finished our drive and wound up back in his driveway, drinking beers, playing with the dogs and shooting the shit. One of John’s other friends dropped by for a while, and joined us for a few beers. Time passed and the beer started running low. John said he’d run inside and grab some more and asked if we wanted some snacks. I told him I’d give him a hand. He reached out his hand jokingly, and I in return jokingly accepted it, and we walked back to the house holdings hands. Dan laughed and shook his head, and got back to talking with our other friend.

We got back inside and went to the kitchen. John grabbed some beer and asked me to dump a bag of chips in one of the bowls that was in the lower cabinet. I bent down and opened the door, and grabbed the large bowl. Suddenly, I felt a tingle move through my body. I looked over my shoulder and saw John was staring at my ass in my tight blue jeans. I shot him a look and stuck my tongue out and he laughed, going back to pulling beers from the fridge.

I took the bag of chips and tried to open it, but couldn’t get the thing to budge as I pulled and pulled at the side. Suddenly, I felt John’s body behind mine, his pelvis up against my ass and his arms reaching around either side of my body, taking hold of the bag of chips. “Here you go” he said as he opened the chips, his lips inches from the side of my face. I froze, not sure what to do. He reached up with his hand and slowly moved the hair off my right shoulder. An excited, yet confused shiver ran through my body as I felt the warmth of his breath, his lips hovering inches from my bare neck. I turned around, but didn’t yield an inch, his arms on either side of my body, now pressed up against the kitchen counter with nowhere to go. My heart raced as we started at each other.

“John, I can’t – “ I started, but was cut off as he pressed his lips against mine. I opened my mouth, and pressed my lips back against his, as our kiss became deeper and deeper. I felt his tounge dart inside my mouth, passionately circliing tip of my toungue and exploring the other parts of my mouth. His muscular body pressed up against mine, and I felt his hard cock through his jeans, pressing against my abdomen, pushing my ass into the counter. I broke for air, and we kissed again and again, deeper and deeper, his hands sliding down to the small of my back, grabbing my ass, and then one hand sliding up my side and rubbing my breast through my shirt. My sensitive nipples immediately became hard and I could feel myself getting wet again. Wow, did he know how to kiss a girl.

But I couldn’t, and as our lips separated again, I turned my head and pushed him back. “I can’t do this” I told him. “I want to, but I can’t.” My husband is right outside. I love him. John looked at me and smiled. “You’re an incredible woman. He’s lucky to have you.”

“I know” I said. “I’m going to bring these chips outside,” and I grabbed the bowl and walked out the door, hurriedly trying to get back to my husband. I was flustered, confused, but also incredibly aroused by John’s advance. It was an incredible feeling to be desired like that, one that admittedly my husband hadn’t been too keen on providing lately. Fortunately, it was a long walk along the barely lit driveway back to our trucks, and I had time to breathe and regain my composure. I walked up and wrapped my arm around my husband. I felt safe again with him.

A few minutes later John walked out with some more beer. “You guys are welcome to take the Jeep out for a spin – take each other for a spin in the Jeep if you want” he joked. My husband laughed. John continued, “no it’s actually a lot of fun to drive – go take it down the road.” Dan relented and John threw him the keys. I climbed in, relieved to break the perceived tension that I felt between John and I. Our other friend said it was time for him to go anyways, and he bid his goodnight. Dan and I drove down the road and out across the field. We stopped, for a bit to make out. I wanted him to take control and fuck me, right there, in that Jeep out under the stars in the middle of the field. But after a few minutes of kissing, he stopped, and said “I suppose we should head back.” The darkness of the night hid the disappointment on my face.

When we got back, John was inside the kitchen putting a few things away. “I suppose it’s about that time. I’ll show you where you guys can crash” and he led us to a room at the end of the hallway where he had a mattress, sheets and blankets made up on the floor. “Sorry I don’t have an actual bed for you” he sheepishly offered, but it made no difference to us – we had spent many nights sleeping in far less comfortable accommodations while traveling or camping. We had our own room, and I was looking forward to having it all to myself with my husband. Dan asked John if he needed any help putting anything away, but John said it would only take him a few minutes. He bid us good night and went back into the kitchen.

I finally had my husband to myself, and feeling as sexually frustrated as I was from the night’s earlier events, I climbed on top of my husband, lifted off my T-shirt, exposing my bare breasts so there was no mistaking what I wanted. Dan smiled and I leaned forward to kiss him. His hands slid down to my waist and he ran his fingers inside the waistband of my white cotton panties.

I sat up, pulled my hair back and secured it into a pony tail with the hairband I had around my wrist. Dan sat up and pulled his shirt off, and kissed me again, his hands sliding up the front of my body, cupping my breasts, and then moving down across my back. I slowly started to grind my pelvis into his hard cock through our underwear, which was now quickly becoming wet from both my pussy and his cock.

I continued to dry hump him like this, reaching up and grabbing my breasts. “Fuck are you sexy” he told me, and I smiled and leaned forward, shifting my clitoris onto the ridge of his penis, grinding on him through our layers of clothing. Dan reached up and squeezed my tits, then put his mouth around my nipple, sucking and flicking it with his tongue, which always turned me on. I moaned quietly, trying not to make too much noise to be heard outside the room.

“Ride my cock” Dan said to me. “Finally” I thought, and I stood up and slid off my panties. Dan slid down his boxer briefs, exposing his erect penis, the tip frothing with pre-cum. I stepped back over him and lowered myself down. I stroked his cock for a few seconds, then slid forward and slowly guided it towards my vagina. I always liked it when Dan teased me with his cock before we fucked, so I slowly let myself down until just the top of the head of his penis pushed against my pussy, then lifted myself up, and then lowered myself down again. I did this again and again, slowly easing more of his cock into soaking wet pussy, his hands holding my hips and ass as I did. Finally, I eased myself down and felt the head of his penis slip into my vagina. I lowered myself fully onto his cock and gasped as I felt his penis fully push against the walls of my vagina.

He grabbed my tits and I started slowly riding him, up and down, sliding his cock in and out of my pussy. I closed my eyes and started fucking him faster and faster. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. We both froze and looked at each other – holding our breaths as not to make any noise. There was no lock on the door either. “What’s up?” Dan called out to John.

“Just wanted to see what time you guys want to get for breakfast. I’m usually up fairly early”

“I don’t know, whenever I guess…. If you get up first wake us up ” Dan replied. Both of us were giggling, amused at the conversation we were having with our friend, my husband’s dick inside me.

“Ok sounds good. Anything else you guys need?” John asked from the other side of the door.

Dan looked up at me and whispered “should we ask him to join us?”I froze again. I was shocked he would ask this. I had no idea what to say. “What do ya think?” he asked again, smiling and biting his lip. It was obvious he wanted to, but I still didn’t know what to do. I shrugged my shoulders and gave the “I don’t know” expression on my face.

“Actually yeah, can you give me a hand with something in here quick?” Dan responded. I felt my heart race. Here I was, completely naked, fucking my husband in my friend’s spare bedroom, and my husband just asked him to come in and join us.

My back was to the door. I heard the doorknob turn and then open. “Whoa!” exclaimed John. I turned and looked back over my shoulder as he stopped cold in his tracks. “Not what I was expecting.” Our eyes locked and I saw him look down my body, his gaze scanning down to my naked breasts, my bare ass, and then back up to eyes again. I smiled somewhat embarrassed.

“Good surprise or bad surprise?” Dan asked as John now walked into the room.

“Definitely a good surprise. A very good surprise” he said.

“I could definitely use some help here… what do ya think?” my husband asked him.

“I think I could pitch in” he said smiling at me again as he walked up closer. I had never been so wet in my life. I could feel the water from my pussy running down the side of my husband’s cock, still hard and buried inside me. I smiled, biting my lip, glancing down at his waist, knowing exactly what lay beneath from our previous encounter. I looked back at Dan, giving him the “are you sure about this?” look, still not quite sure what to do. My husband smiled and nodded in the direction of John’s waist. “It’s ok” he re-assured.

I reached over and ran my hand across the front of John’s jeans, feeling his hard cock underneath. “Why don’t you get these off?” I said. And without hesitation, John un-did his pants, dropping them to the ground, and stepping out of them. “You’ll need to lose these too” I said shyly, tugging down at his light blue cotton boxers, now starting to tent by his erect increasingly erect penis. I tugged at them again, exposing the base of his thick cock above the waistband. He pulled off his boxers, exposing his full penis, not yet fully erect, but swelling more and more as I took it in my hand and guided it into my mouth, the ridge of his cock sliding over my tongue and through my lips.

I began to suck his cock and quickly it grew harder and harder. “That’s so fucking hot” I heard my husband say. I was so focused on John’s cock that I had almost forgot my husband’s cock was inside me. My husband began to thrust slowly into my pussy, as I started to grind down on his cock in rhythm as I sucked John’s dick.

I began to moan as my husband’s dick slid in and out of my pussy, while John’s cock slidin and out of my mouth. My husband reached up his hands and squeezed my tits. I could have easily cum there, but it felt so good, I wanted it to last. I eased up so not to cum right away, and continued to suck John’s cock slowly. Dan slowed down his thrusting, and I began to jerk John’s cock faster and faster with my hand, licking the tip of his cock with my tongue.

“Fuck me now!” I said to Dan, who began to shove his cock deep inside me again as I rode him again, faster and faster. I could feel myself starting to come. “Fuck! Don’t stop! Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh yeah” I exclaimed over and over. I could hear John warning me “I’m going to cum! I’m going to cum!” and I continued to stroke his cock infront of my tongue, waiting for it to explode.

A few seconds later, John’s cock began to pulsate, and a hard stream of his hot cum sprayed into my mouth. It tasted sweet, better than my husband’s, and continued to stroke his cock, now spraying onto my tits. With John’s explosion, I began to cum myself, screaming out as my body convulsed, my pussy squeezing my husband’s cock inside me, while I sucked on the other cock in front of my face.

John’s cum ran from my mouth and dripped onto my bare tits. The sight of another man cumming on his wife’s tits must have been something, as John yelled “Oh Fuck!” and I felt his cock thrust deep inside my pussy once more, filling me with his cum. I continued to ride his hard cock up and down, Dan’s cum now dripping out of my pussy and sliding down my shaft.

I eased John’s cock out of my mouth and licked it off one more time, looking up and giving him a naughty smile. I looked down at my husband, who laid there, his hands out stretched above his head. “You are incredible” he said, looking up at me, and then down at my tit’s spotted with John’s cum. “Fuck are you sexy.”

We all laughed and I slid myself off my husbands cock, laying down next to him. John laid down on the other side of me. I reached for a shirt, wiped off my face and my breasts. I rolled over towards my husband, who rolled onto his side and kissed me deeply. I rested my head on his shoulder, my leg across his and my breasts laying on his chest. I “love you” I told him, “with all my heart” and kissed him again. I laughed and looked over my shoulder, grabbed John’s penis and said “but you’re not too bad either!” and everyone laughed. John slid closer caressing my lower back with his hand, running it down until it rested on my ass, and gave my a kiss on my neck.

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