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Singing For Pleasure

My name is Ann and my main passion has always been singing and playing guitar with friends. My husband has always been happy to see me play but he used to seem to have a bit of jealousy when I would loose myself in the songs and people. He likes to listen but doesn’t play or sing. In spite of this, knowing how I liked it, he encouraged me to start playing in clubs and restaurants, which I did. After a couple of years of performing in public his jealousy left. In fact, his whole attitude shifted to the other end of the spectrum. I am playing at a quiet intimate restaurant now and he started to suggest that I flirt with the men. This is no problem for me; I can do some serious flirting! At first I was worried that he had some hang-up with guys flirting with me and was just saying this to confuse me, but I came to realize that he really likes it. He says that it is a turn-on to see guys flirting with me and said that he knew that most of them probably had more in mind than just flirting. After a while longer the real shocker came! He suggested that I keep an eye out for a guy that I would like to have a three-way encounter with. His idea was for me to entice a guy to come home with us and I could have my way with him. I all ways told him that he was nuts and brushed off the idea. As time passed he remained persistent.
One evening I was singing at the restaurant and having a really good night. The tables had been filled all night, my voice was “on” all evening and the tips were good. I sing until 11:00pm and it was getting close when two men who I had seen in the bar came into the restaurant with their drinks and sat at a table in front of me. I had noticed them earlier looking into the restaurant and mouthing the words to some of the songs that I was singing. They were in a party mood and one of them stepped up to my tip jar, put a bill in it and made a request. He said that he had heard me sing a really sexy version of a song and wanted for me to sing it to him. When I sang it to him I sang it like he was the only one in the place and he ate it up. As I sang I thought of what my husband had said about men, “most of them probably had more in mind than just flirting,” I sang a few more and talked briefly with him between songs. He was a very nice looking guy who introduced himself as Keith. He was doing his best to lay on the charm and I decided to reciprocate, studying him, as he was me. It was close to 11:00 when he asked if I was married and how late I played. A subdued look came over his face as I told him that my husband usually comes down to help me pack my amp and gear at 11:00 and he should be here soon. While I sang my last song his friend left and he looked like he was getting ready to leave too so I cut the song short and stopped him. I asked him if I could buy him a drink before he left. Ordering a scotch on the rocks for us both, I excused myself to go to the rest room. The waitress was a friend of mine and she gave me a questioned look since this was a new twist! To step off of the small stage he had to stand up and let me pass. I took the opportunity to cross close to him so that my tits brushed him. He was a gentleman and helped me by with his hands on my waist and a big grin. As I walked to the bathroom I called my husband on the cell phone. I told about the situation and asked him if tonight could be “The Night”. He said he was ready anytime. He said that he had just arrived in the parking lot at the restaurant and that he would be right in. I explained that I had not suggested anything yet to Keith but I thought that he could be easily persuaded. “With your flirting, he will probably be easily persuaded,” he said. Then he asked me if I was wearing a bra. Some times I don’t but I usually do with thinner material blouses, and tonight I did. He said, “Why don’t you take off your bra in the bathroom. He should notice the difference and that would send him a signal for sure.” He said he would wait a few minutes to let me get back to the table and for me to just introduce us when he arrived. The blouse that I had on was just a little sheer so the effect was noticeable. I tried to be act like nothing was up when I returned and was probably acting silly. Moving a chair close to him at the table, I sat and had a sip of my drink. The light was low in the room and it wasn’t until then that, when I faced Keith, he could see the profile of my tits in the backlight. He noticed but nervously said, “Do you think your husband would mind finding us sitting so close”? I told him that my husband trusts me. He finds me talking with people a lot when he comes late to get me. This was true but we had not ever schemed up anything like this before. In a few minutes, Carl, my husband approached the table. Now I felt nervous but excited.
He walked up with a smile and said hello while I stood and gave him a tight hug. With out any hesitation he held his hand out and introduced himself to Keith. Looking back at me he asked, “How did your evening go? Did I miss any fun?” I explained how good the crowd had been earlier and how Keith had been a good audience. Keith said that he had really enjoyed my singing and he would be back to hear her again. Carl started talking about how he used to never miss a show. “ I forget sometimes how fun it is to watch you sing, especially when you look as sexy as you do tonight.” I was feeling relaxed and confidant now so I decided to make the first move. I reached under the table, put my hand in Keith’s lap and squeezed his crotch. Carl said to Keith “The restaurant is about to close. Would you like to come over to our house? Since I missed the show here this evening, maybe Ann will do a private show for both of us.” I rubbed and squeezed his cock, to put him into autopilot. “Sounds great!” was his reply. We lived close by and he agreed to follow us in his car to our house. On the way to the house we both commented on how easy it had gone and we agreed to leave all inhibitions and jealously behind and just have fun.
When we arrived and let Keith in, Carl offered drinks and put a CD on the player that was a recording of me, full of soulful blues and soft rock. The first song that played was the one that Keith had requested at the restaurant. We all got a Coca Cola and Carl locked the doors. We were standing in the living room and I faced Keith and pulled his hands to my tits. I went into a long tongue-licking kiss with him and started swaying to the music. While he moved his hands under my shirt, Carl came up behind me. I gently nudged Keith to lie back on the couch (that was the last thing that I did gentle that evening!). As he laid back I pulled his pants and underwear down. By the time I was pitching his pants aside Carl had my skirt and panties removed. I leaned into Keith’s crotch and admired his hard dick. I started with licking his balls and sucking on them. Keith’s dick was a little bigger than Carl’s and a little thicker too, yummy! I pulled my shirt off and started to lick up the shaft of his dick and to suck him. Carl had his pants off also and I guided him to sit on the couch too. With both of them now sitting I took a dick in both hands, kneeled and alternated sucking each of them. Eventually I got on the couch on my back and Keith moved down to start licking my clit. I sucked Carl’s dick with my head upside down off the side of the couch while he stood next to it. This got me as hot as I had ever been. I was thrusting my hips into Keith’s face and took more of Carl’s dick into my mouth and throat than I ever had before. I was all ready having multiple orgasms, holding Keith’s head while he licked and rubbed my clit, which was making Carl’s dick even harder. I sat up and reached down for Keith’s dick and briefly sucked it and told him “I am ready now, fuck me!” I got on my knees and as Keith fucked me I continued to suck Carl as he stood facing us. I was enjoying the treatment they were giving me. I told Keith that it felt good and he could fuck me as hard as he liked! He must have liked what he heard as he picked up the tempo and the thrust! Then Carl got on the couch and started to fuck me on my knees while I sucked Keith. As I was doing my best “deep throat” imitation that I could on Keith, I felt Carl’s dick straining as he watched. He pulled his dick out and came on my back. He went to the bathroom and got a warm wet washcloth and a towel and wiped my back. When he finished I stopped sucking Keith and asked him to fuck me more. I lay down on my back and pulled him in as I kissed him. I drew my knees up high and met each of his thrusts with an equal one. Carl sat back in a chair and watched as I continued to have orgasms and was now moaning. I told Keith that I was surprised that he had not cum yet. He said that he had been struggling to hold back. I asked him if he wanted to cum in my mouth. Grinning he asked if we were both OK with it. I told him “anything goes” and he could cum in my pussy but if he did cum in my mouth, I wouldn’t miss a drop! I told him that I had a hysterectomy so it was his choice! He sat back against the pillows on the couch while I snuggled up to his crotch. I gave him the royal treatment. After thoroughly licking his balls again, I sucked his dick hard. For a moment I was having a little of an urge to gag as his dick was slamming into the back of my throat but my adrenaline must have been really flowing. It started to slide easily into my throat and was exciting. He really enjoyed it too as his dick swelled and he started to cum. I kept my lips tight around his dick as I stroked him with my hand and mouth. His cum came in forceful pulses that I could feel and taste as his cum filled my mouth. Like I had said, I didn’t miss a drop and swallowed the last of his cum. The three of us sat back in the couch with me in the middle grinning. Again I took both of their dicks in my hands and discussed the different taste of their cum. I remarked that it tasted totally different from Carl’s but I liked it and wanted more. Carl was hard again and this time he pushed me back and put his dick between my tits. I knew he liked this; I held my tits and wrapped them on his dick while I tongued the head of his dick as if to suggest that he move up to fuck my mouth. Keith moved down and started to lick me as Carl then moved up to fuck my mouth. As I started to have orgasms again he gave me the taste of his cum to compare with Keith’s. Carl was thrusting into my mouth while my hands were on his ass, holding him in my mouth and swallowing. Keith continued working on my clit and pussy and I was in one long suspended orgasm. We turned into a 69 position for a while with Keith on top fucking my mouth. We changed positions several times. I was on top of him for a while riding his dick. We ended up in a position where Carl could fuck me on my knees while Keith laid back on the bed and had another blowjob and orgasm. This time we all came at the same time and Carl pushed and held his dick in my contracting pussy while I sucked Keith dry again. We all lay back on the couch silent for a while with big grins; I was still holding their dicks. I took turns kissing both of them deeply and squeezing their dicks. I didn’t feel either of their dicks responding so I said, “Guys my pussy is getting sore, next time we need to use a lubricant.” We all laughed and they blamed me for being so arousing and I told them that I could keep going if they “had it in them”. I knew that they were worn out too. Before Keith left we made it clear that we hoped that he would keep it private. He assured us that he would but he added that if we invited him again, he would be ready!

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