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Like the hours of erotic excitement while huddling around a laptop behind their locked bedroom door. Two soon to be empty nesters, researching online to find a well hung, male that they both could agree on. What started out as his fantasy was soon giving her butterflies in her stomach at the prospect of it becoming a reality.

John, her husband found a chart, supposedly compiled by interviewing women on what they considered was the “Goldilocks penis size”. She’d never given it much thought. The only one she'd ever had was his, and she’d never really thought of it in size, until she saw the chart. However, all the hype stirred her curiosity and she had to admit, her eyes were always drawn to abnormal bulges. It took them weeks after joining a sex site, to work up enough courage to do an online video interview with a male candidate who met their criteria of being in the range of 7 to 8 inches. She remembered that first one, they were so nervous she was speechless and John, her husband wasn't much better stammering and stuttering as he explained they were hoping to find a guy they could both agree on to do her, while he watched or joined in.

After the interview, the adrenaline rush and the emotional intensity made their sex crazy hot sex, the best in years and they fell asleep in each other's arms, another first in years. They got better with the interviews after a couple of times. There were only six and John would ask them to measure their erect penises and masturbate while they watched her, fingering herself. John had her sit in front of the computer with her legs spread, wearing dark glasses, and a covid mask. At first her cheeks blushed in embarrassment, but after a couple times watching the guys, sometimes splattering the screen with semen, she would get off too or fake it to get them off. John bought her a small vibrator to use which made it easier and quicker for her to get off. The interviews were like foreplay for them and always made John so hard the sex afterward was awesome. God, it got crazy! It was like being on crack cocaine or something, and totally addictive.

Sometimes in the middle of the day she would be doing housework like folding clothes or something. And the taboo of it would hit her and scare her. What if their neighbors and friends found out or OMG the kids.

After the kids came along their sex life had been badly neglected due to the necessity of parenting and holding down jobs. It only got worse as the kids got older, it was almost a full-time job being the soccer mom for their two sons. And when they did find those moments for intimacy, sex was quick with hardly any foreplay and became so routine there were times neither could get off. Sometimes she would fake orgasms to get him off or just to get it over with. And then came the sexual Renaissance with one son in junior college and the other a senior. Almost, empty nesters with the kids wanting to spend as much time as they could with their friends, they had the house mostly to themselves and they started to explore their sex life again.

But after 20 years, there was too much predictability, and there was a need to spice it up. First, they started playing out fantasies, his fantasies. She was surprised how much it stimulated him when she played along. It seemed his number one was to see her with another man or woman. She was pretty sure the woman thing wasn't going to happen. But the thought of having sex with another man while her husband watched, both scared and excited her.

Before they went online it started as a date night game. He would take her to a bar in one of the classier hotels around town. She’d be wearing clothing that he had picked out for her; she didn't own anything very revealing, usually it was just a short dress or skirt without underwear underneath.

They would sit in a booth or table somewhere where they could observe, but not be observed and after a few drinks he would ask her to pick out a guy that she would like to have sex with. It was amazing how much it excited him. Sometimes she didn't find anyone that attracted her but when she did, he would ask her why. She would blush as she tried to give him the reasons while he fingered under the table as she would go through a scenario of how she would get the guy to take her up to his room and what he would do to her.

At first it was awkward to talk about, but when she saw how much it excited him, she’d ordered another drink and started putting more details into it. She got so good at it; she’d make herself wet, honing in on what seemed to excite him the most.

On one occasion they both got so worked up they couldn't wait till they got home and had sex in the parking lot of the bar. She straddled him in the front seat with her dress up around her waist, and as she slowly moved up and down on his cock, she’d whispered in his ear how it would feel to have the man who had attracted her in the bar inside her.

Anxiously he asked “How far in you did it go?” And she would raise her dress up and point at her belly button, and breathing hard he asked “Where do you feel me?" And she would whisper “not that far” as her finger tapped a spot halfway between. “But yours feels almost as good, Baby” and he started cumming as she stuck her tongue in his ear. When she felt him start, she’d spread her knees wider and put her hips into overdrive, her fingers just a blur on her clits as she gave herself a little boost into orgasm as he showered her face with kisses and professed his love. It was almost like their honeymoon days. He started calling her in the middle of the day just to talk. There were unexpected flowers and candy, almost like he was courting her again. It was like he was in competition with the imaginary male lovers they had created. But things evolved quickly once they went online and the interviews started.

Of the six guys they had interviewed, they had chosen 4 to meet publicly, one at a time for a drink to see what they were like in person.

They would get to the bar early and with heart thumping excitement watch the door, waiting for the guy to show up.

It always started with nervous, small talk, with the two men doing most of the talking. John made it clear in advance that nothing would be decided during the first meeting. They had intended to only choose one, but three of the four were such a good match, each for a different reason, they decided she should try each one spaced out over the next month.

They decided to meet Ted first although he wasn't the best built of the three, a little chubby with a teddy bear like body, but his face was handsome and looked kind of like George Clooney, with his big brown friendly eyes and long eyelashes. He had a relaxing personality and didn’t take himself too seriously, which put her at ease and he made them both laugh a couple of times during the meeting.

It was a good choice as his personality eased the awkwardness of that first time. Neither one slept well the night before and had nervous jitters the whole day. John had been fussing around all week trying to decide what she should wear. He seemed to take great pleasure in preparing her. He even bought a body hair trimmer and fastidiously trimmed her pubes, to where her pussy was smooth and hairless except for a small strip on her mound that he trimmed to a ¼ inch in length.

For the first meeting Ted said they could come over to his apartment, but they both preferred a more neutral venue, like a motel or hotel room until more trust could be established.

They decided on a hotel room as being safer. John wanted it to be perfect for her and took her to a couple of hotels where they used to play the game on their date night to check out the rooms, and let her choose.

The date and time were set for a Sunday evening to fit with John’s work schedule and Ted’s as a UPS driver. With the realization that they were really going to do this, caused so much nervous excitement to build during the week to where she lost 3 lbs. of body weight. John made appointments for her to get her hair, nails and toes done the day before the meet. A few hours before the he stripped her down and gave her pubes one last trim. At 52 she still had a good body, maybe not as hard and firm as it once was, a few extra pounds around her hips and thighs, and just a hint of a belly that went away when she lay stretched out on the bed, as did the slight sag of her breast. She had confided her concern about the age difference with Ted being 12 years younger, that it might not work for him. John noticed the gray around her temples as he reassuringly stroked her hair and told her how beautiful she was, before bending down and kissing her mouth, belly button, and mound. As he stood up, he was overcome with one of those loving feelings and on impulse he raised her leg by the ankle and stuck her toes in his mouth and she giggled as she pulled it away.

They decided on an early dinner in the dining room before they were supposed to meet Ted in the hotel bar. As they were leaving the room for dinner John looked around the room to make sure it was tidy. He wanted everything to be picture perfect, and as he went over his metal checklist, “panties” your panties?

“Shit! I forgot!” She pulled her dress up and slipped them down over her waist and knees letting them drop to her ankles. She was 5’ 9” with most of it being legs, the heels put her over 6 feet. She stepped out of the panties with one foot and raised the other with her panties hanging off the toe of her stilettos and John put them in his jacket pocket. In the elevator he reached up under her dress and patted her bare bottom and asked, “Are you okay?” She replied “Butterflies!” John said “Me too!” and kissed her cheek.

Neither had much of an appetite at dinner and John kept checking his watch every few minutes. When they got up from the table and headed for the bar, both were close to hyperventilating from the excitement and anticipation of the moment. Their eyes nervously searched the bar to make sure no one they knew was there.

They picked a booth in the back, the same one they had used on one of their date nights, and ordered gin & tonics. John was a little surprised when he looked over and her glass was empty and she asked him to order another. Which went down almost as quickly as the first. He cautioned her to slow down and not overdue. But she said she was okay and just needed to relax. Ted arrived looking handsome as ever wearing faded jeans and a light blue open collared shirt. They both noticed the bulge of the Goldilocks in his jeans as he sat down next Barb. John had sent him a text earlier giving him permission to move on her in the bar and he could do anything he liked in the room as long as he didn’t hurt her.

The sexual tension at the table caused everyone’s voices to deepen as they tried to make casual small talk as Ted ordered another round of drinks.

John was worried about Barb; she'd always been a lightweight when it came to alcohol. Halfway through her third gin & tonic she became talkative and was slurring her words.

Ted noticed it too and moved in closer and placed his hand on her thigh, just below the hemline of the light summer dress she was wearing.

John saw the look of surprise on her face as she made eye contact with him from behind her horned rimmed prescription glasses, she had to start wearing last year. John gave a nod of approval, which Ted picked up on, as his fingertips trace the inside of her thigh and disappeared under the hemline of her dress. John saw his wife's lip’s part and her eyes seemed to glaze as she took a quick intake of breath. He like the sexy, nerdy, look the glasses gave her and made a mental note to have her keep them on while she was being fucked. John felt himself getting hard as he half listened to Ted, who, while fingered his wife under the table, was trying to add a little humor by telling about a close encounter he had with a Mexican Chihuahua, biting at his ankles today during a delivery. Baba’s eyes kept nervously sweeping the bar to see if they were being watched or if there was anyone there that they might know as Ted hand coached her thighs apart. She was having a hard time keeping her breathing normal with 2 of Ted's fingers knuckle deep in her.

It was a bold move; he had his wrist turned so the back of his was facing forward as he massaged the area where her G-spot was supposed to be. He could tell he was close from the contractions he felt around his fingers. From the expression on her face John knew that whatever Ted was doing to her under the table had her full attention. Anticipation and excitement caused his hand to tremble as he raised his glass. God this was beautiful!! The fantasy was becoming real.

Anxious, John abruptly suggested they move up to the room, and if they wanted another drink, there was a mini bar. Ted insisted on paying the bar bill and offered to pay half of the room, which John declined.

Barb was somewhat unsteady when she stood up from the drinks, the high heels made it worse, the only time she'd ever worn them was on their date nights. John took her arm and shepherded her out of the bar with her hip occasionally bumping, his as he guided her into the elevator where she slumped against the wall, which drew a disapproving look from him. Ted didn’t waste any time as soon as the door closed behind them, he kissed her on the side of the mouth, John was a little surprised when she turned towards him, and gave him her open mouth. It gave John a funny feeling in his stomach as he stood beside her, holding her hand while Ted’s tongue slid into her mouth and his hand slipped under her dress again.

The room was on the 8th floor and as they stepped out of the elevator, she stumbled a little, and gave a little giggle as both men stepped in, one on either side and helped her to the room. John noticed there was a wet spot on the back of her dress as he ushered her through the door, indicating her enjoyment of having Ted's fingers between her legs.

She had started hormone replacement therapy a couple years ago, applying a twice daily dosage of estrogen gel and she could still generate lube, just like in her 30s.

John asked “are you okay” she nodded and said “I'm fine” and went over backwards on the bed.

John thought “Fuck this is turning to shit” as he slipped her heels off. Ted must have been thinking the same and said “Maybe we should do this another time?” His words seemed to make Barb rally and she raised up to where she was propped up on her elbows, her long legs dangling over the side of the bed, and smiled at them, with her glasses on the tip of her nose. In the last-ditch effort John says “I’ll put on a pot of coffee.” Barb pushed herself up to a sitting position and said “I’m good!” “I don't need any coffee” “Let’s do this” and tried to stand up, but didn’t make it the first try but managed it on the second, with the help of her husband's hand.

Slightly slurring her words, she announced “I think I need a shower”. John thought “Oh God maybe there's hope after all” and started unbuttoning her dress, and Ted helped him. As her dress fell to the floor, Ted unfasted her bra and her size 36d breast swung free as he slipped the straps from her shoulders. The large brown sunflower sized areola around her nipples had missed his attention when he had watched her masturbate on cam.

The two men left her to her shower and went back out into the room and had another drink from the mini bar and started stripping down. Both discreetly sizing each other up. John was already hard while Ted was semi. Ted asked “How do you want to do this?” And John replied “To start I would like to see you go down on her”, “I can help some to get her warmed up and dialed in to take that monster you have” as his eyes focus on protrusion between Ted’s legs.

Ted smiled and replied “She was pretty wet in the elevator when I had my finger in her” “Circumference wise it should be a pretty good fit, and my finger couldn't reach her cervix, which is a good sign that she might be able to take it lengthwise without being on her hands and knees”.

John looked questionably and asked “What do you mean?” Ted down his drink and explained; from the rear, doggy fashion, makes it easier to get past her cervix and into the (Posterior Fornix).

John drained his glass and asked” What the fuck is that” as his erection began to fade. Ted, silently cursing himself for bringing it up, “It's erogenous, deep in a woman's vaginal channel, and unlike the A zone that is in front of the cervix and can be reached by most men. The (cul-de-sac), the nickname the French gave it, meaning (Dead End), is located behind the cervix and is out of reach of most.”

John was thinking that this was starting to sound like an open-heart surgery procedure as Ted continued to explain about the small pouch-like pocket full of erotic nerve endings at the very end of the vaginal tube lying against the wall of the stomach that allowed the deepest penetration that a woman could take. Like most well-endowed men, Ted had learned that if he didn’t learn how to use it, and even then, sometimes full, pelvis to pelvis penetration is impossible with a woman who has a shallow vagina because of physical limitations.

John felt better when Ted agreed to try it with her on her back first so he could video close up of her taking the full length inside of her.

When Barb stuck her head out of the door to the bathroom, she saw both of them were naked. She looked questionably at her husband and he gave her a nod. With false bravo, partly induced by alcohol, she dropped the towel and walked toward them, with a little extra sway in her broad hips.

Her eyes focused on Ted, she had seen it on cam, but never really realized how large it was. Oh my God, and he wasn't even hard yet. Both men moved in, cupping and fondling her breast, one on either side kissing the sides of her neck. Her husband whispered in her ear “touch us”. She reached out and took their cocks, one in each hand. Her eyes widened in disbelief when her fingers couldn’t reach around Ted’s.

Reaching down she cupped their testicles in the palm of her hand, before stroking upwards on the underside of their members. Goosebumps covered her body as they both nibbled her neck and earlobes and stroked the inside of her thighs, coaching her legs further apart, so their fingers could explore her womanhood.

Her chest started raising and falling in a steady rhythm as breathing rate increased, her eyes were transfixed in fascination, John’s too as they watched Ted’s cock slowly rise up into a full erection. She felt relief when it didn't seem to increase in size much, unlike her husband's that almost doubled when he was erect, but was still under 6 inches, she knew because they measured after seeing the chart. When she reached down and cradled their testicles in the palm of her hand she was amazed at the difference in size, a shiver ran through her body when she saw how the head of Ted’s cock reached the crook of her arm. Her lips formed a silent “Oh my God”, she couldn't imagine having the whole thing in her.

It was almost like it was choreographed. Both men reached around, cupping the cheeks of her ass, the effects of 20 fingers dancing around and stroking between her ass cheeks and spread thighs, caused low involuntary moans and her eyes stayed transfixed on Ted’s erection with its drop of precum on the tip.

Her husband bent down and took one of her nipples in his mouth and Ted followed suit. She felt her legs getting rubbery, her knees started to buckle as both men gently nursed on her nipples. In response their biceps and thigh muscles tensed as they supported her weight. Her toes barely touched the floor as they walked her back to the bed. Even this slight exertion of thigh muscles causes their testicles to flood their body with testosterone, pronouncing their masculinity, hardening, abdomens, and pectoral muscles as they stretch Baba’s feminine form out on the bed in preparation for breeding.

John used a pillow to prop himself up against the headboard and position his wife to lay on her back between his legs, her head resting against his chest.

Ted crawled between her spread legs, working his chest side to side across her nipple as he kissed her mouth. John found it exquisitely painfully arousing to watch from only inches away how their tongues slid in and out of each other's mouths, her soft moans as she tilted her head back offering her throat to the lavishing of Ted’s tongue, his mouth slowly working downward, pausing to suckle each nipple in turn, before continuing down over her belly, planting light, kisses on her stomach and hips bones.

Her hands reached out and clutched the bedding at her sides when Ted’s mouth reached her mound and genitalia, causing her body to arched upward. Just using his lips, he gently placed unhurried, light kisses on her mounds, inhaling in her aroma with each kiss, before taking each fold of her labia between his lips and stretching them out one at a time before being releasing. The flesh around the top of her thighs and groin pebbling up in responds to the nibbling of his lips as he moves them rabbit-like over the inner cheeks of her ass and thigh connections.

John went into a trance-like state as he inhaled the fragrance of her hair and lightly kissed her furrowed forehead at the hairline, his eyes capturing the signs of her arousal, the flaring of nostrils, her lips parting to accommodate breathing. Ted’s mouth had totally engulfed his wife’s genitalia just below the little strip of pubic hair he had meticulously trimmed earlier in the afternoon. It had turned him on and made him hard the whole time he was preparing her to be fucked by another man.

And now here she was, with her throat and chest flushing rosy pink down between her breasts. The large brown aurora had puckered and fused into her nipples, resembling prunes, even the same texture as he reached out and twirled them between his thumbs and forefingers, before lightly trailing his fingertips down over her belly to her hip bones before, tracing them back up her sided to her armpits, loving the way the flesh pebbled up in the wake of his fingers.

Her eyes seem to be closed as she softly moaned her pleasure of whatever Ted’s mouth was doing between her open thighs. Her legs were bent at the knee, feet flat on the bed as she severed herself up to Ted’s mouth.

John thought her eyes were closed, but as she lay there with her head against his chest, feeling his erection between her shoulder blades. She was watching through lidded eyes as Ted softly sucked in each of her labia lips before slipping his tongue into her, causing an upward thrust of her hips. God, he looks so young and was so fucking handsome, with those big brown beautiful eyes and long eyelashes. Maybe it was the hormone replacement therapy, but those eyes and that George Clooney look made her wet the very first time they had met in public. When he noticed she was watching him, he made eye contact and smiled up at her, the light reflexing the sheen from her arousal on his lips. She was right there on the edge, her hips arching up off the bed as she looked into his eyes.

Her husband was whispering in her ear “Oh Baby!” “That it, fuck his mouth.” But every time Ted had her ready to cum, he’d stop and start gently planting light kisses on her mound and tummy, while waiting for her arousal to fade back from the edge.

She had not thought it would be like this. “Oh my God this was turning out to be so much more than her body just being used for sex. “They were actually making love to her!!” She lost track of how many times they had brought her to the edge and her body was on fire and crying out for release. It was almost like torture, it was torture.

When John heard the frustration in her moans he whispered in her ear “Are you ready to be fucked baby”, she moaned " Yes”, her voice hoarse and deepened by lust as her hips twisted and turned trying to find Ted’s mouth.

He had to pry her hand from the bedding as he crawled out from underneath her. With his heart thumping in his chest, he watched Ted position himself between his wife's open legs, but the angle was not right and he grabbed a couple of pillows to put under her. He was feeling that last drink he and Ted had from the mini bar while Barb was in the shower and in a voice deepened by lust” Okay Baby, this is it.” “Raise that sweet ass of yours up so we can get you fucked”

Using her feet for leverage she tensed her thigh muscles and raised her bottom up while her husband slipped two pillows under. Both men noticed the thread of viscous fluid suspending down from between her legs onto the pillow as her body arched up. John “Oh baby that is so fucking hot, open a little wider to give him more room.”, “Yeah that's its baby, just like that.” He had waited months and now it was actually going down. He knelt beside them on the bed prepping her, lovingly smoothing the dark folds of her labia lips back out of the way, before scooping two fingers into a small jar of lube and inserting them into her with a circular motion to open her up for Ted who was patiently waited with that fucking huge cock, with its big purple heart, shaped head sticking out of his fist. His whole body was trembling as he tried to steady the phone, as Ted pressed it against the entrance of her swollen, gaped pussy that now had a trickle of fluid trailing down between the cracks of her ass cheeks. “Oh Bably” he mumbled “This is soooo fucking hot”. Glancing down he saw he had his own trickling going on. There was that moment of truth and a “Oh My God” moment of surprise when she pumped her hips upward and it popped into her.

In awe he watched through the viewfinder how the dark folds of her labia lips, that he had smooth back were sucked in tight around Ted’s cock and clung to it as it was hand fed into her. John watched in slow motion, how Ted worked a couple inches of his cock in and out of his wife, using his fist as a depth gauge. The smell of sex filled the room as her vag stretched out to form a tight pink ring each time the bulbous head was slowly pushed in her a little deeper.

Removing his hand from around his cock Ted continued penetrating her, it wasn’t hard thrusting, nor a continuous thing. It was slow and gentle, allowing her vaginal channel time to stretch and adjust, patiently, fractions of an inch at a time. Whenever he felt her body tense, he would pause and lean down and kiss her nipples or reach around and feather dance his fingers over the rose bud of her annus and ass cheeks as she made soft sounds like the cooing of a dove.

Her eyes went wide with surprise when she felt the stretching sensation, there was an unbelievable feeling of fullness as she was stretched and slowly penetrated past where her husband had ever been, what started out as little whimpering sounds escaping her lips turned into a prolonged moan, her puckered nipples harden even more, her breast raising and falling in rhythm with her heavy breathing. Even though the pillows helped till her hips, Ted's cock bumped her cervix a glancing blow, and he grabbed her by the ankle and pushed her legs up over her head till his cock slid underneath lifting it up out of the way.

John saw his wife’s eyes glaze over and inward as he filmed, he heard Ted whisper something in her ear as he slowly went deeper, her moans growing louder as she felt the head of Ted’s cock sliding along the underside of her cervix.

She had experienced her husband occasionally bump it before when he was really hard, it felt good, but this took her breath away and brought forth continued moans that grew louder with every inch of penetration.

She wasn’t sure when the orgasm started. Clitoral orgasms were all she had ever known, this was so different, after each peak it felt like it was slipping away only to start again stronger than the last and was distributed over her whole body.

When Ted’s cock was past her cervix and reached the entrance of the small pouch-like pocket he gripped her hips with his hands and gave a small thrust and the head popped in and it closed in around the head and he felt the constrictions of her vagina muscles around the length of his cock It was all he could do to keep from cuming as he continued to press against the back wall of her vagina making her stomach bulge out a little, looking down he saw he still had about an inch to go before full penetration.

John watched in amazement, silently mouthed” Oh Baby, he’s making your tummy bulge, that is so fucking hot”.

In soft tones Ted asked her if she was okay as he continued to slowly press against the resistance, ever so slowly stretching out the full length of her vaginal channel, he could feel the walls drawing down around the length of his shaft.

The pressure inside her triggers an auto vaginal defense system to protect the vaginal walls, and the genital sensory cortex area of her brain responsible for communicating back and forth with her genitals, begins firing, causing the release of neurotransmitters like dopamine and oxytocin which caused a flood of lubrication as she went into vaginal orgasm, a series of small orgasms with each peak being higher than the last.

Once in the pocket Ted kept it there using small gentle strokes, lingering when he felt resistance to gently stretch her, now spongy fully aroused vaginal channel. He knew she was in orgasm and it was going to take a while.

John was in complete awe, in unbelief as he watched his wife’s abdomen bulged each time Ted thrusted into her. At first, he was concerned for her safety but her vocalizing reassured him. He moved around the bed with his phone recording from every angle, as he uttered, to himself in low tones. “Oh, baby that is so beautiful” “God, he's got it all in you”. He went in for a close up from the foot of the bed and saw through the viewfinder, how his wife’s vagina was stretched out tight, and how the dark colored folds of her libra lips clung to sides of Ted’s shaft leaving behind a sheen of her lubrication each time Ted slowly moved the full 8 inches in and out of her. Oh my God seeing her actually taking that much cock was almost unbelievable.

There were little beads of perspiration on her upper lip, her brow furled in concentration as body and mind rode the wave of her orgasm. Both her hands were fondling her nipples, when she had an overwhelming desire to be kissed, her eyes suddenly shot open, looking up at her husband, Her voice hoarse from lust,” Kiss me, Kiss me baby.” Responding to the urgency in her voice he bent down and kissed her open mouth. And as their tongues made love, they held eye contact as her body continued to orgasm on another man's cock deep inside her. Ted had taking her somewhere she’d never been before; it was crazy but the kiss was an attempt to share it with her husband and it felt fucking good.

Her hips moved with greater urgency, trying to lock it in, afraid it might slip away and then, when their pelvis came together, she felt the base of Ted’s cock and groin make contact with her clitoris. There it was full penetration, pelvis to pelvis. She broke the kiss and cried out, “Oh God” as a clitoral orgasm struck like a bolt of lightning as it joined the party. Men can only achieve orgasm from their cocks, but in women, the clitoris, vagina, and cervix each activate slightly different parts of the brain and stimulate of the clitoris, vagina, or cervix and since each of these parts can lead to orgasm on its own, combining stimulation in more than one of these areas can lead to a more intense orgasm. Ted gasped “ My turn” as he stretched out on top of her as John broke the kiss and moved out of the way she moaned, kiss me, kiss me and opened her mouth as Ted’s tongue slid between her lips, replacing her husbands. Ted could feel the reverberations against his tongue as she moaned through the kiss as her eyes looked into those beautiful brown eyes, each watching it happen in the others as their hips moved in rhythmic union, grinding groins together, her soft 52-year-old breast with rock hard nipples against his chest. Suddenly there it was, she saw it coming in his eyes a second before she felt the warm flood of semen being pumped deep inside her. Ted, moaned something as their bodies shuttered and jerked with each shared wave of pleasure, forming a silent bonding between them that would not be shared with John.

John mumbled “Oh my God, that is so fucking beautiful baby.” As he watched through the viewfinder how her thigh muscles stood out when she wrapped her legs around and hooked her heel behind Ted’s thighs, her feet with brightly painted toenails jerking, how her toes curled with each body trembler.

Her hands gripping Ted’s ass, feeling the muscle tighten in his ass cheeks, as his cock pulsates with each spurt of semen against the back walls of her vagina, neither realizing her nails had broken the skin in the throes of their passion.

Far away she could hear her husband saying something as they lay there coupled together, in a relaxed afterglow, their breathing slowly returning to normal. She watched Ted through lidded eyes as he rolled off and his limp cock coated with semen slid out of her.

Her mind trying to process her feelings, this handsome man had just given her the fuck of her life with her husband's blessing.

Her legs and knees Instinctively clamped together to protect her over-sensitized clitoris, but Ted and her husband gently coached her legs and thighs apart to expose Ted's semen. She raises her butt up off the bed and they slip a towel under her to protect the bedding. John asked her husband if she could make more come out. She tensed her vagina muscles and more semen came out, a whole lot more.

John gives her praise as he zooms in with his phone, as she lay there with her thigh spread wide while her husband films and both men inspect her gaped Vagina. John congratulates both her and Ted, “God that was Awesome”. She reaches down between her legs and touches the semen with her fingers. In a moment of post climax euphoria, she gives a little embarrassed, prideful, half giggle, half laugh and exclaims “Oh my God, there is a lot” as she bathes in a lingering rush of endorphins, generated during her orgasm.

No sooner after Ted was out the door John was dragging her to the shower “Let me get some of that cum out of you so I can have a go at my hot sexy bitch”. Strangely his crude talk turned her on.

Her body was still tingling and full of Ted’s cum and the thought of having sex with two men back-to-back had made her ready to go again. She never realized that it was something in a woman's DNA left over from Primeval times when males were drawn to female copulation calls during breeding and would take turns one after the other, unlike men, most women don't have a recovery period, so they can continue to orgasm if aroused again. This fulfilled an important evolutionary purpose and served as adaptive solutions to problems that the females faced, with each male considering himself as the father which gave her and her child a great chase of survival as well as obtaining high quality sperm.

She didn't realize that she was still in a vaginal orgasm that might last for a few days. While not as intense as clitoral, there would be little tingles of unexplained pleasure popping up in different parts of her body and mind as neurotransmitters occasionally fired and released shots of the feel-good oxytocin hormone. John was a little intimidated when he looked down between her legs and saw she was still stretched and gape open from be fucked by Ted’s Goldilocks Monster. When John penetrated her, both noticed the lack of sensation and made up for it by grinding their pelvises together. It was over in seconds, he started coming the minute he felt the warmth of being inside her. He knew it was a thing with her, she loved kissing and having a tongue in her mouth when she came and he obliged her and held the kiss, as her orgasms usually last longer than his.

Afterwards neither had the strength to go home so they spent the night at the hotel, falling asleep in each other's arms.

Next morning her-self extreme and confidences was at an all-time high as she lay propped up with two pillows against the headboard, sipping a cup of coffee her husband had brought her. The position caused her mature breast to unflatteringly lay against the slight roll of her belly and she promised herself to try harder at the gym, but the thought quickly slipped away as the tip of her husband’s tongue circled her clit and her mind started perusing the events of last evening. She smiled and took a sip of coffee, she had thought there would be more guilt, but there was none. With a sigh of contentment, she reached out and placed an affectionate guiding hand on the back of her his head. From behind closed eyes she recalled how Ted’s beautiful brown eyes with the long lashes had smiled up at her, and it caused a soft purring sound to escape her lips, as her hips stated to move in slow rhythmic circles, she reached out and pulled her husband's head, and mouth into her crotch, wishing she had a tongue in her mouth. Game On!