My Very Special Evening with Three Hot Guys

By Anonymous
Although I was very excited about our special night, and had been fantasizing about it for months, I still could not hide the fact that I was still just a little nervous. Ron (my husband) could not hide his excitement either, talking faster than normal, as the two of us got ready for a night unlike any other night we had ever shared. 

Over the past 7 years Ron had arranged several special times for me when he and various other guys (just two guys total) would both make love to me. I always enjoyed those sessions. But this night was to be different. Ron had lined up TWO extra guys to join him in giving me pleasure.

We live just outside New Orleans, and our night was to be spent in the French Quarter.  I am 36, and Ron is 39.  We have enjoyed our sex life, and the occasional variation of having an additional guy join us.  We have enjoyed an active fantasy sex life too, making up various scenes of make-believe sex play.

This time it would not be make-believe.  I would really have three handsome guys (I had already seen pictures of the two guys Ron had lined up), anxious to play with my body and simultaneously give me pleasure.  Wow!

My Preparations…
Standing in front of the mirror, looking at my body, I begin to imagine what it will be like, hands and tongues everywhere, all in the shared objective of giving ME pleasure.  

I wondered if I would be able to please three men at once, while also letting myself go, letting them take me to an erotic place I've never been. And what about Ron? I wondered if he was really okay with all this. Can he stand to see the woman he loves be seduced and pleasured by two other men? Then I knew. I saw a sly smile on his face.  It was clear that he could. 

I think Ron was actually in heaven as he prepared me for these two new other guys. He was meticulous as he slowly trimmed and shaved my pussy, knowing that he was preparing it to be used by these other guys for their first time. I loved the special attention that he was giving me. The two of us had spent several hours earlier at the mall, picking out the perfect dress, the perfect lingerie, wanting to make sure that that night would be extra special. 

Every dress that I tried on I modeled for Ron, both of us thinking not only of how good it looked, but also how our two new friends would react to it, and of course how it would look as it slowly came off. Finding the perfect dress was important to me, because the night would also include dinner and a lot of playful dancing before we returned back to the hotel. 

Speaking of the hotel, Michael had reserved a suite at the Windsor Court, and my mind continued to drift to the evening ahead, the wine at dinner, the music while dancing, and then back to the suite. What was it going to be like? The thought continued to make me feel the way I love to feel, that naughty feeling where my ears burn, and the butterflies fly excitedly in my stomach.
 
Looking back into the mirror I took one last glance at my body. Even I had to admit that I looked incredible. My hair and nails looked perfect, and I didn't regret one bit the money or time I had spent at the salon that day. 

I handed Ron a bottle of lotion that I had picked up at the mall, a wonderfully scented lotion that contained very fine particles of glitter. Ron put a little on my body and began to rub it in. His touch somehow felt different than it ever had before. 

As he caressed it into my chest, the tingling inside me deepened, and I let out a barely audible sigh, wondering how I was going to make it more than five minutes that night, knowing I would have six hands on me at once. Ron's hands began to wander, but I made him stop, whispering to him that I wanted to save it until that night. Besides, I told him, "It's time to get dressed."
 
Although every dress I had tried on seemed to look incredible, only one was clearly perfect. Red is my color, and of course silk was made for my body. Since that night was to be a night of elegance and naughtiness, a full-length gown was in order.
 
Ron has always loved showing me off. When he saw me come out of the dressing room, he and I both knew that dress was the one. It captured the way he saw me, and how he wanted to share me with the others. Ultra thin spaghetti straps reached down and supported the plunging neckline of red silk, exposing my ample cleavage, and seemed to invite glances from every direction. The cut of the dress was perfect, accentuating every seductive curve on my body, and the slits up each leg would tantalize those who might stare as I walked past them. 

The dress was incredibly elegant, yet sexy beyond my wildest dreams. Luckily I also found the perfect shoes, slightly higher than what I normally wear, but perfect for the evening. Their silver straps and heels where the perfect compliment to the dress. And, the added height seemed to make me even more statuesque, my back straighter, my chest thrust out even more.
 
Underneath... I decided to wear nothing! I decided the silk of my new dress did not allow any panties, without showing. And the top of the dress was already designed to give ample support, so a bra was not necessary. The feeling of being naked underneath my dress just added to the excitement, wondering whose hands would be the first to discover this, knowing that the slits up each side access very easy. 

I had also brought an overnight bag filled with sexy lingerie, and planned to put on quite a show for the men when we got back to the hotel.
 
Michael and Steve should be here soon, so I took one last glance in the mirror and I couldn't help but smile. Not bad for someone 36 years old, I laughed. As I looked deep into my eyes, I could see them sparkle, and in that sparkle I could see the bad girl that I soon would be. 

Ron came up behind me and put his arms around me, kissing me gently on the cheek, telling me how beautiful he thought I looked, and allowing me one last chance to back out. I looked at him and smiled, telling him I wouldn't miss that night for the world.
 
My Two New Lovers Finally Arrived…
Our embrace was suddenly interrupted by the sound of the doorbell, Both of us jumped to attention, turning around to look in the mirror one last time, making sure everything is just so. As we approached the door, the feeling of naughtiness was almost overwhelming, so I took one last sip of my drink as Ron began to open the door. 

Behind it were the two luckiest men in the world. With the door open, I saw my prizes for the night, two very handsome men, both looking their best, dressed in suits. Behind them was my first surprise of the night, a wonderful black stretch limo. 

Both Steve and Michael presented me with a single rose, and a kiss on the cheek. I could tell right away that my dress choice was a good one. Neither guy could take their eyes off of me. I knew their minds were racing about what lay ahead. As beautiful as my dress was, it was my eyes that seemed to captivate both men. Neither of them seemed able to take his eyes off of me.
 
Ron finally broke the ice. He grabbed my wrap and put it around my shoulders. Then he began nudging everyone toward the door. “Your limo awaits,” Ron said. Quickly we were all inside. Ron and I sat in the rear. Michael and Steve sat on the side, preparing everyone our favorite drink. 

I felt like the drive to the restaurant was for getting acquainted, and yet the small talk did little to take the fire out of the air. I couldn't help but think how exciting all this was, three men, all to myself, and all my fantasies about to come true. 

As the alcohol began to take affect, I became so much more comfortable, and I suddenly felt like I’d know Michael and Steve forever. Wonderfully, Ron and the guys hit it off right away, and any worries or fears I might have had all melted away. 

As we arrived at Commander's Palace, the driver came around and opened the door. Steve and Michael exited first, followed by Ron with me on his arm. Walking through the restaurant all eyes seemed to be on me, and I could almost hear the sound of wives kicking their husbands under the table. 

Settling in at the table it was clear that things would soon be heating up. Ron had Michael sit on my left, and Steve on my right. Ron sat across from me, his nervous energy clearly evident in his smile. 

Dinner was wonderful. The food, alcohol, and mood all contributed to my excitement. As the effects of the alcohol continued to intensify, playful touching began, mostly hand holding at first, but soon Michael and Steve had their hands on my thighs, gently rubbing the skin that was exposed through the slits in my dress. 

I could feel my pussy beginning to get soaked as the waiter came over to the table. He politely asked if anyone wanted dessert. We all grinned. I think we were all in agreement that dessert will be coming later.
 
Back in the limo, things changed. Ron was now sitting on the side, and I sat down in the back with Steve on my right and Michael on my left. While Ron refilled everyone's drinks, Michael reached over and gave me a peck on my cheek. 

I looked into his eyes. Quickly our mouths meet, tongues exploring, as Steve put his hand on my thigh. Michael's hand moved up to my chest. He began to caress my tits as Steve put his hand inside the slit on my dress and began to rub my inner thigh. 

As Michael and I continued to kiss, Steve began nibbling my neck, and kissing my ear lobes. Michael's hands continued to explore my chest. Then, slowly, they moved down, joining Steve's hand underneath my dress. Soon both men's hands were moving up my inner thigh to my pussy.
 
I broke my kiss with Michael, and quickly his tongue was replaced with Steve's, as Michael began nibbling my neck. Both men's hands had reached my pussy. It was completely soaked. With Steve's tongue deep in my mouth, I felt Michael and Steve's fingers slowly enter my pussy. 

I let out a muffled sigh as my two men for the night began to explore my body. Michael slid down both spaghetti straps on my dress, and he watched (with seeming delight) as my tits popped out of my dress. Soon, Michael was playfully licking and sucking my tits.

I glanced at Ron. My loving husband was rubbing his cock through his pants, and sporting a huge smile. 

I began to grind my pussy against the fingers that were inside me. I reached over to both men and found their cocks pressing hard against the inside of their pants. I could feel how hard they were, and I couldn’t wait to feel them inside my pussy and in my mouth.

As they played, I unzipped both guy's pants simultaneously. Two beautiful hard cocks sprang out into my hands. I began to stroke each cock, while Michael and Steve continued to finger fuck me, both men then licking and sucking my tits.

Steve’s lips moved from my tits to my mouth. Eventually, Michael slowly moved down and pulled up my dress, revealing my very wet pussy right in front of him. As he slowly began licking my clit, I shuddered and grabbed his head, grinding my pussy against his mouth. 

As Michael was licking me, Steve dropped his pants. I leaned over; Michael's head still locked in between my legs, and took the entire length of Steve's shaft into my mouth. Moments later I was on my knees on the seat, sucking Steve's cock as Michael moved around behind and buried his tongue deep inside my pussy. 

Michael continued to fuck my pussy with his tongue, only stopping occasionally to lick my ass, fucking it with his tongue as well. With one hand on Steve's cock and Michael working furiously on my clit, I began to cum for the first time, thrusting hard against Michael’s mouth as wave after wave of pleasure shoots through my body.
 
I think I moaned softly at first. Then my moans got louder. My moans actually became screams as I felt the pleasure of having two men at once. I wonder what our driver thought.

As I slowly calmed down from the most intense orgasm of my life, Ron told us that we are almost to the Quarter, so I hurriedly sat up, and reached for my overnight bag. Inside was a hot pink, shinny tight mini-dress that is cut low at the top and high on my legs. 

I grabbed a pair of matching thong panties, checked my hair and makeup, and felt I was ready for a little fun and dancing. All three gentlemen had removed their coats and ties, had straightened their clothes, and were also ready for some fun on Bourbon Street.

Bourbon Street was packed, and I got a lot of flirting looks from guys on the street. They seemed envious of my three gentlemen escorts. From club to club, we slow danced, and made out with my men. I flirted with others, and even danced with a few gorgeous women as well. 

At Rick's I got to do my own private dances, and thrilled the guys with a five-minute bare-tit-to-bare-tit French kiss with two of the hottest dancers in the club. I knew my panties were soaked, and I felt like I was never more ready to be fucked repeatedly for hours. 

We went back to the limo and headed to the hotel. Inside the limo I quickly removed my dress and panties, and climbed up on my hubby’s cock. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other. 

Our Ride To The Hotel…
The Quarter was filled with people. It was so erotic to be completely naked and being fucked with hundreds of people walking by, two feet away outside the windows of the car. 

I continued to ride on Ron’s cock.  Eventually I spun around and faced away from him, giving Michael and Steve a great view of his cock sliding in and out of my wet hole, with my tits bouncing on each stroke. This was more than Michael could take. He quickly moved between my legs, licking my clit as Ron continued to fuck me deeply. 

The feeling of a tongue on my clit and a cock in my pussy was again more than I could take. I started to shudder as I began to cum for the second time that evening. I buried Ron's cock as deep as it would go, and slammed my clit against Michael's tongue. Again, I screamed loudly as every inch of my body reveled in pleasure. 

The ride back to the hotel was a short one. After I regained my senses, I noticed that we were outside the hotel. Quickly I pulled my mini-dress back on, not even bothering to put on my panties. Out the limo and into the elevator, it was time for some serious playtime. 

Once in the elevator, I found myself being passed from one mouth to the other, as Steve decided to be a little adventurous. He pulled the stop button on the elevator. Then he pulled out his cock. Giggling, I bent over and began to suck it. Then Michael was quick to pull his cock out. He slid it deep into my well-fucked pussy. Ron's cock joined Steve's by my mouth, and I moved from one to the other, using Michael's strokes to propel me up and down on Ron and Steve's cocks. 

As I was sucking, I began to hear voices outside the elevator. Everyone quickly straightened up, and Steve re-started the elevator. When the doors opened, two elderly couples were waiting. We all just smiled as we passed by them. We noticed shocked looks on their faces, but I had not yet noticed that my dress was still pulled slightly up in the front, extremely close to revealing my pussy. I guess all three men's lips were also covered with my freshly applied lipstick.
 
Once inside our room, I marveled at how gorgeous the suite was. There were two separate rooms, a small kitchen and an enormous bathroom with a Jacuzzi and stand-alone shower. I excused myself and headed to the bathroom to "slip into something more comfortable". 

As the guys also got comfortable, I pulled out a gorgeous black and gold bustier that Ron and I had bought earlier in the day, and slowly put it on. It fit me perfectly. My chest was nearly bursting out, creating the most incredible cleavage in the world. 

The bustier has garters, and to them I attached black fishnet stockings. I looked at myself in the mirror as I slowly pulled each stocking up my thigh. Then I pulled on the matching panties, remembering to pull them up after I had attached the stockings to the garters, so I’d be able to remove them easily. 

To finish off the outfit, I have brought five-inch stripper heels that made me seem a bit taller. They also made me feel incredibly sexy, and a little bit nasty. After touching up my hair and makeup, and taking one last sip of my drink, I left the bathroom and headed out to the men.
 
As I entered the living room of the suite, I saw Ron, Michael and Steve sitting on the sofa, all completely naked. They were each stroking their cocks. I walked over in front of them and slowly turned around, letting them admire every inch of my body. 

Ron said, “I have a surprise for you.” He stood up and led me over to a chair in the middle of the room. He told me to sit down, and then produced several strips of silk and a black blindfold.
 
He gently tied me to the chair with the silk, and then placed the blindfold over my eyes. With my eyes closed, I seemed to be even more aware of my other senses. I could smell my own perfume, mixed with the fragrance of the guys’ cologne. I became fixated with the soft sexy music that was playing in the background. And when one of the guys gently touched my arm, I almost jump out of my skin. 

I was aware that they were all around me at that point, but I didn't know who was where, or what they were about to do. But, I knew they were still stroking their cocks. 

From behind, someone reached around and cupped my tits. Below, I felt another one start to kiss my ankles, slowly moving upward. The last one was standing next to me. I could feel his cock pressed against my arm, and the wetness of his pre-cum sticking to my skin. 

The one caressing my tits moved around to my side as well. I could feel someone's lips just a fraction of an inch from mine. His breath was intoxicating. I noticed that the guy between my legs had almost made it up to my pussy. I strained against my restraints, trying to thrust my pussy into that someone's mouth.
 
Another guy was up by my mouth as well. He stole a passionate, deep wet kiss. After a few moments, someone else pulled my face to them, and I was locked in another deep kiss with another man, my tongue and his eager to explore. 

The one between my legs finally reached my pussy. He was teasingly licking my clit through my panties. Moments later he pulled them down to my ankles, unable to remove them all the way because of my restraints. I felt him move back to my pussy, and that time he thrust his tongue inside me. That sent chills throughout my body. 

I continued to move back and forth from mouth to mouth, unable to identify who was who, and not really caring. Someone was then unsnapping my garters, while another was unhooking the clips in the back of my bustier. When the last clip was undone, the force of my chest popped the bustier off, and I knew I was sitting in the chair completely naked except, for my stockings and shoes.
 
As my pussy continued to be eaten, another one of my studs straddled me, and I could feel his hard, hot cock between my tits. He squeezed my tits around his cock and began to fuck them, occasionally allowing the head of his cock to rub against my lips. 

He continued for a minute or so, then quickly dismounted and allowed the next guy his turn. When stud number two was finished, he got off and allowed stud number one back between my breasts. 

Then, without warning, the guy eating my pussy began to rub the head of his cock on my soaked pussy. He playfully teased my clit, and quickly slid the head into, and then slowly out of my pussy. 

I begged to be untied, pleading with the guys to let me free. My cries were obliged, and although I was told to keep my blindfold on, I was untied from the chair. All three men picked me up and carried me from the living room to the other room, and placed on the king-size bed. They put me down on all fours with my ass high in the air at the end of the bed. 

One-by-one each guy took his turn, fucking my pussy with deep, long strokes. As one finished, the next man stepped up, first licking my pussy, and my ass, and then sliding their shaft inside. Oh, it felt SO wonderful! I love being tag-teamed, wondering which cock was inside me. 

After several minutes, one of my playmates lay down in front of me, and I eagerly swallowed every inch of his shaft, tasting my pussy juices all over it. I wondered… was it my Ron? Or was it Steve or Michael? No matter, I enjoyed it.
 
After several more rotations, I crawled up the bed and slowly glided the cock that had been in my mouth, into my pussy. As I began riding the cock, I felt a tongue on my buns, working it’s way toward my asshole. I shuddered as I thought about feeling the hot cock in my pussy… and a tongue in my ass at the same time. My pussy was soaked, dripping from my own juices, spit, and pre-cum from the three cocks that had been playing there.

Suddenly, whoever was licking my ass stopped. Then I felt another cock slowly rubbing between my ass cheeks, and against the lower edges of my pussy. Incredibly, with my pussy so wet, this cock was able to slide inside my pussy along with the one that was already there! I had two cocks inside me at once.  Wow! The feeling was the most unbelievable thing I had ever felt. 

As I built my rhythm with the two cocks inside me, I feel a third cock rub gently across my lips. I immediately devoured this third cock, knowing that I was about to cum. I thrust hard against the two cocks inside me. My motion caused my mouth to slide up and down the shaft of the third cock. 

I felt so excited, so desirable, so nasty, and almost crazy from the pleasure this whole scene was giving me. I reached around behind me and grabbed the cock that was on top. I pulled it out of my pussy and began to rub its head against my asshole. 

My excitement was so extreme, and I was so well lubricated with sex juices, that it didn't take much pressure for the cock to slide slowly… and deeply… into my ass. Again I let out an audible sigh, my breath quickening, my intensity growing. 

I know my moans begin to grow louder. What a feeling, having a cock inside my pussy, another deep in my ass (and I mean DEEP), and a third down my throat. It finally became more than I could take. I felt myself scream in pleasure, the sound coming out around the cock in my mouth… and wave after wave of pure pleasure ran through my body. 

I fucked wildly, thrusting my ass and pussy hard against two shafts, the third still buried so deep in my throat that my tongue was under his balls. I had never cum like that. As I did, my pussy began to squirt, completely soaking the two cocks inside me, and the sheets underneath. 

For what seems like ten minutes… I came! As each wave subsided, I continued to fuck, causing a new wave to begin. My knees began to shake, and then my whole body. But I didn't want it to stop, so I kept pumping against the men. 

Finally I collapsed in a heap on the bed. The sheets were soaked with my juices. A smile spread across my face as I rolled over. I began to giggle uncontrollably. I reached up and removed my blindfold. That’s when I noticed that it was Ron who was in my pussy. Steve had been in my ass, and Michael had been in my mouth. 

I lay with my playmates for ten minutes or so. Then I sat up, head toward the bathroom, and told my studs that it would soon be their turn. I knew that none of them had yet released their load. I couldn't help but keep giggling as I walked out of the room.
 
Payback Was Heaven!
I couldn't wait to take care of these guys. Back in the bathroom, I freshened up one more time, and then reached into my bag for one more outfit. The bustier was classy, so now I was ready to be trashy. 

I quickly pulled on a pair of ultra-short, Daisy Duke cutoffs, then topped it off with a sexy pink and white gingham blouse, unbuttoned completely, tied tightly underneath my tits, giving me some serious cleavage. Keeping on my stripper spikes, I headed back to the bedroom, ready to service the guys.
 
All three guys were sitting on the bed, cocks in hand as I stood in front of them, seductively posing, and swaying to the music. Slowly I gave give each man a private lap dance, grinding my body against theirs, teasing them, kissing them, and allowing them to run their hands all over me. I felt so deliciously slutty!

After teasing them for a while, I stood in front of Steve, kissed him on the lips, and then slowly began moving down his body, kissing along the way. Playfully I bit his nipples, working deliberately down his stomach until I reached his hard cock. I eagerly licked up his pre-cum, and then slowly took his shaft until his entire cock was in my mouth. 

Moving my head up and down, I fucked his cock with my mouth, hearing him begin to breathe heavily, feeling his muscles tighten. As I sensed he was about to cum, I abruptly stopped, smiled up at him, and then moved over to Michael. 

I pushed Michael back onto the bed, licked the moist spot on the tip of his cock, and took it into my mouth. Remembering what Michael had done for me earlier, I lifted his legs and began to lick his balls, slowly moving lower, rimming his ass cheeks and around his hole, with my tongue. 

I moved back to his cock, replacing my tongue with a finger in his ass. Quickly I could tell that Michael was about to cum, so I stopped again and moved over to my Ron.
 
Looking up at my husband, I took his cock in my mouth and sucked him like I know he loves it. Ron can't seem to stop smiling as I worked his cock with my mouth. After bringing Ron to the brink, I stopped again.

Then I moved back a few feet, still on my knees, beckoning the guys to stand in front of me. I had three cocks, all pressed together, touching my lips. I tried to take them all at once, but it was impossible, so I moved from one cock to the next, never breaking eye contact with whomever's cock was in my mouth. I licked their balls and slowly moved my mouth up and down their shafts, moving from one to the other.
 
After a few more minutes, I stood up and kissed each man deeply, moving quickly from one mouth to the next as the guys removed my blouse and shorts. Together, they all picked me up and carried me over to the bed, laying me down on my back. 

Michael began to lick my pussy as Steve and Ron got next to my face, laying their cocks on my eager lips. Michael's tongue felt so good inside me as I playfully rubbed Steve and Ron's cocks together. 

Then Ron moved up to the headboard and lay back against it, pulling me up and back against his body as I leaned against him. Ron's hands reached around and cupped my tits while he nibbled on my neck. His legs hooked mine, spreading them apart for Michael and Steve. 

Michael was first, holding my ankles high as he balanced the head of his cock against my swollen clit. He teased me for a brief moment before sliding it inside. Steve had moved up by my mouth, and I continued to suck his cock which was only inches from Ron's kisses. 

I found it so erotic, sucking another man's cock, then kissing my husband, then sucking some more. Michael's strokes felt so good, each one deep inside me. My pussy grabbed his cock on each stroke. 

Soon, Michael and Steve changed places, and I continued to share kisses with Ron, this time with the essence of Michael's cock on my breath. Steve's cock also felt wonderful inside me, and I wondered how much longer the guys could hold out. 

I felt Ron's cock press hard against my back. I could tell that my dear hubby was loving the sight of me being fucked by these two guys. The force of Steve’s strokes was slamming me against Ron's cock as I sloppily sucked Michael.
 
Steve's strokes became faster. I could tell he was about to blow his load. As his pace quickened, he suddenly pulled out and straddled my belly, sending wave after wave of hot cum all over my tits. Several waves reach all the way to my mouth, landing on my lips and on Michael's cock. I quickly licked Steve's cum off of Michael’s cock. 

That was more than Michael could take. Without warning, his huge load squirted out of his cock, covering my lips, and filling my mouth. I worked furiously on his cock, pumping it with my hand, wanting to get every drop from his balls.

When Michael and Steve were completely spent, I looked back at my husband and smiled.  He bent over and I came him a gentle, cum-smeared wet kiss. 

That did it for Ron. He asked me to get up and kneel beside him. I guess he wanted to see his wife at my nastiest best. I knelt beside him. My tits were still covered with Steve's cum.  As Ron watched, I playfully rubbed it around my nipples, then scooped it up and mixed it with Michael's cum, which was still on my chin and lips. 

Ron had had enough stimulation. With one hand he pulled me onto my back and got on his knees, stroking his cock above me. As I continued to lick and slurp at the other guys’ cum, Ron began to shoot. He squirt his load onto my tits and lips, more on my stomach, and even more on my pussy. Then he collapsed on the bed next to me, completely spent as well. 

I pulled myself up and leaned against the headboard, Ron was on my left, Michael was on my right, and Steve had collapsed at my feet. Looking across the room, I could see myself in the mirror. I was covered in cum. Michael, still aroused, moved up beside me and gave me a deep kiss. I am sure he could taste his own cum, Steve's cum, and Ron's as well. 

Together, the two of us made sure no drop on my body went to waste as renewed passion consumed both of us. Before I knew it, Michael's hard cock was again inside me again. With the sounds of Ron and Steve's heavy breathing in the background, we made slow passionate love until we both came together in a long, sweet orgasm that lasts for minutes. 

The sounds of our orgasm aroused Steve from his slumber. As quickly as Michael collapsed off of me, I rolled onto my side, studying the body of the man who has just pleased me so. Steve snuggled against my back. Using Michael's cum as his lubricant, Steve slid his cock deep inside me from his rear entry position. 

Equally as passionate, Steve made love to me as well. He spooned me from behind as he cupped my tits. After a relatively gentle screw, the two of us came together as he kissed my neck, and caressed my chest. 

Steve was clearly done for the night, so I turned my attention to my husband, still groggy from all the excitement. He was awake, and had been enjoying his view of my time with Michael and Steve. We smiled at each other.

My dear husband moved between my legs. I think this was an act of reclaiming me… his wife… as he cleaned my pussy with his tongue. His body was lying a bit sideways, so I could tell that the taste of my naughtiness gave him an instant hard-on.

Before long Ron spread my legs and slid his cock inside my well-used pussy. Like the other two guys, he made passionate love to me. He gently… lovingly… caressed me while looking into my eyes and kissing my lips. 

With him between my legs, we rolled onto our sides, still in each other’s arms. Moments later we both came as our eyes were locked together. It was the most intense and sweet orgasm of my life. The two of us fell asleep in each other's arms.
 
As we awoke the next morning, we found that Michael and Steve had left. They left a note of thanks. It also informed us that the limo was waiting for us downstairs. 

Ron joined me in the Jacuzzi for long hot bath. The two of us made love once again, giggling and smiling for no apparent reason. After our bath I got dressed. Nothing fancy this time, just jeans and a tee shirt. But looking in the mirror, I saw someone different, someone who was sexier, more confident, and yes… not bad looking for someone who is 36. 

Back in the limo, Ron and I sat at the very back, holding each other tightly, not saying a word, unable to stop smiling. I knew I would be home soon. Kids, work, and all the other things that fill up a normal day. But I knew that Ron and I would never be the same.