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We met Steve at the restaurant as planned. The conversation was about what had transpired since our first interlude. Then we went to the night club where we had met. After a couple of drinks, we tried a another place, and there we danced. I suggested that we find a motel. Our first choice was booked solid, but then next one had a few rooms left on the second floor. I still remember how nervous I was as we climbed the stairs. We got in the room, and my husband (Tim) started making drinks, then suggested that we play strip poker. We all sat around the typical round motel table. The cards seemed to be going in my favor. Steve and Tim had both their shirts off and Steve had lost his pants, I on the other hand had only lost my shoes. I know the idea was for them to see me, so I threw away good cards so I could start taking off clothes. As it was the loser's choice of what to take off, I took off my panty hose, which left me only my dress, which if you look at my photo, was quite revealing. The next hand Steve lost and he took off his final piece of clothing, his shorts. I watched with intense interest as he slid them down his legs. It had been too dark to see his equipment, when we had sex the last time in the car. His cock was amazing. It wasn’t so much the length, which wasn’t any thing to be ashamed of, but it was his width. At this point, I said: "I win, now I am going to collect my prize." I got up and dropped the material off each shoulder and let it drop to my waist, exposing my breasts to them. I stopped so he could take in the sight for a bit, then I slowly lowered the dress down a couple of inches below where my legs met exposing my pussy hair, then took it off completely. I grabbed Steve by the hand and led him to the bed. I took hold of his cock, I was amazed, my thumb and forefinger didn’t come anywhere near meeting. It was even thicker at the base. He sucked both nipples and then he spread my legs apart and put a single finger inside me, pushing it in and out. I told him that I couldn’t wait any longer and wanted him inside me right away." I wanted it missionary first. He got between my legs, and I spread them apart very wide. I said to him, “Go very slow, I don’t want you to rip my vagina.” He pushed the enormous head of his cock passed my entrance. it was uncomfortable, but quickly eased, as he went in a little further with each thrust, until finally he got the base of his cock all the way inside, the most difficult part. He took his weight off his arms and settled his upper body on top of me, his head to one side of mine, total body contact. I was really enjoying this, and I could tell he was also. Then I whispered in his ear, “I’m not on any birth control, and I’m ovulating, but it’s okay, put your seed inside me,I'm not going to worry about it.” That did it. he picked up the pace, and the next thing I knew, he had buried himself in me as far as he could go. I felt his cock convulsing violently, followed by a very warm wetness filling me. I felt his semen go higher up into my reproductive tract than I had ever felt before, going into my uterus for sure. I had an immediate orgasm. He stayed all the way inside me for a while. I couldn't feel any semen running down my ass. The thickness of his cock against my stretched vagina wall, must have made a good seal. As he started shrinking, he pulled out. It felt like a waterfall, his spunk, running out of me onto the comforter below us. Tim took position for his turn. He looked down at the puddle of Steve’s semen. “How long has it been since you last had sex?” Tim asked Steve. “Over two weeks anyway,” Steve replied. Tim slid right in, the only thing I could feel was the tip of his cock hitting my cervix. He came quickly. We all fell asleep. Steve to my right Tim to the left. In the middle of the night, I felt Steve’s hand between my legs, I let him play with it for a while. I always like to relieve myself before sex, so I got up and went to the bathroom. When I returned, I got on all fours and told him to fuck me doggy style. He placed some pillows under my tummy and pushed my head down to the bed. He got behind me, and entered me. He was still large, but it wasn’t anything like it was the first time. I looked over and saw Tim awake, watching me have sex with another man. The thought of how bad I was thrilled me. I felt Steve getting close, then suddenly he shot the first shot in me. This time he jabbed forward with each ejaculation. Four, five, and then six and he was done. Tim quickly took his place and added his semen to Steve’s. Then it was morning, I was laying on my side sleeping, when I was awoken by the feeling of Steve entering me in the spoon position. He grabbed my breast and was kissing my neck. As he was having his way with me, he said: “Here, I’ll make you a baby." Then he deposited his third load in me. Tim got between my legs and screwed me in the missionary position, until he also inseminated me. Steve got up and said it was time for him to go to work. He dressed and was gone. Both my husband and I fell back asleep for a few hours. Just before checkout time, we left for home. I told Tim that I would bathe at home. I was about to take a shower but the thought of what had happened the previous night was making me horny. Tim was in the living room. I entered totally naked, raised my arms above my head and wiggled my ass. I said: “That was a lot of fun. Are you up for another round?” He jumped up and chased after me. He told me to get on all fours with me under him. He was looking up inspecting my vagina. Suddenly he moved out the way quickly to avoid the cum still dripping out of me (probably Steve’s). He screwed me missionary and thinking of the night before, I had the second orgasm in the past 12 hours. My period was over a week late, made us both nervous. Probably because my uterus had not quite made it back to normal, or maybe just nerves (Phew). I only had sex with a man other than my husband a few years later.

I took Karen to the doctor’s to have her IUD removed. While Karen was getting dressed, the doctor came back to his office where he told me that my wife is a beautiful woman. At that point Karen came into the office. She asked if every thing was all right. He told her that everything was fine. But, the uterus needs to recover and it has been his experience that you shouldn’t expect to get pregnant for three or four months. Then, about two months later, there came a phone call. Karen picked it up. “Hello. Oh, hi. I’ve been fine, and you?.......... I see, well I don’t know, I’ll have to ask my husband.” She looked at me and said, “It’s Steve. He wants to get together this weekend, and maybe get a motel room, where we can be more comfortable. What should I tell him?” She shook her head no, but it wasn’t a wholehearted no. It was barely perceptible. I could see she hadn’t really quite made her mind up yet. I said, “Tell him yes, and that we will meet him for dinner at the restaurant next to the night club at say, about six.” She hung up the phone, and looked over at me, and said: “I don’t know about this. You do remember that I am no longer on any birth control? What happens if I get pregnant? I wouldn’t go if we had to wear a condom.” I thought about it, then told her, “Remember what the doctor said about not expecting to get pregnant for 5 months? And you're not that far along." She paused for a couple of seconds then said: “He said three, and it has been over two months now. That’s cutting it awfully close. Do you remember how much semen Steve shoots? If I were to get pregnant, it would more than likely be his. And, I want you to know, I’ve had too many miscarriages, and if I get pregnant, I’m keeping the baby!” The dress shown is the actual dress she wore the night of the meeting. THE WHOLE STORY OF THE MEETING WILL POST IN A FEW DAYS

In 1982, after a few years of looking, one night before going out she asked me, "Do you still want to share me with another man?" I replied "Of course". When we got to the night club she said, "Give me 20 minutes before you go in, I'll be more likely to get hit on if I am alone." I entered, and there she was sitting at the bar with a young college boy. His name was Steve. When she introduced me to him, he said "You didn't tell me that you are married." She said "Does that really matter?" I knew then, that tonight, it was finally going to happen. She teased him relentlessly. She had on a red dress with no bra. It had a plunging V between her breasts, and the sides were wide open from her arm pits to her waist. He could see the entire side of her tit and her nipple was plainly visible. They got up and danced to a fast rock song, her dress slipped from off one shoulder, then the other, exposing her entire upper torso above her waist. She danced and her shapely 36c breasts swayed to and fro, for the entire nightclub to see. After a minute or so she slowly raised her dress back onto her shoulders. Then they returned to the bar, she said, "I'm hot, come on boys, take me for a ride." I drove, and Steve directed me to a secluded spot, out in the country. He was in the backseat with her, and was rubbing her breasts. When we arrived, I joined them in the back of the van. Steve and I lowered her dress. I sucked on her right tit as he did the same to her left one. She was rubbing his cock thru his pants, when she blurted out. "Oh, that's a nice one." His hand was all the way up her legs under the dress and he was fingering her pussy thru her panty hose. Then she arose, and removed her dress and hose and said, "Sorry honey, guests go first." She laid down and spread her legs, exposing her hairy cunt for his pleasure, and hers. Steve unbuckled and exposed his manhood. He was about 6"+ inches long, but his cock was really fat. Karen winced as the girth of his cock split her labia apart and drove all the way into her. As he was humping her it occurred to me that we never discussed whether she would let another man cum in her, but knowing her, I was sure she would. She had an IUD so she was protected from pregnancy. I could see Steve tense up and he plunged all the way inside of her as he grunted his orgasm. When he got off of her, I couldn't believe what I saw, his spunk was gushing out of her, and left a big puddle of his semen on the car floor. It was now my turn to mount her. I stuck my 7-1/2-inch very skinny cock into her. I couldn't believe the sensation. Her cunt was red hot from the friction of his cock rubbing against her vaginal wall. I slid right in because his slimy cum had lubricating her normally very dry passage. I didn't last long because of the feeling of her used pussy. I came and added my semen to his. We went back to the club to have one last drink. As she stood there, she told me it was time to go home, because cum was running down her leg, and was visible to others. it was obvious she had sex with the two of us, and where our semen was deposited. Now I have to say, after numerous encounters, a few times after having sex with a guy, and him cumming in her, as I laid there she would pass her used cunt over my face to show me what she had done. I couldn't bring myself to put my tongue on her just used pussy, although I'm sure she would have loved it if i would clean her, and I'm sure she was giving me a hint. But no. I didn't desire another man's cum in my mouth, but sloppy seconds and another man's semen on my cock, didn't bother me. My wife dislikes condoms, and hates facials or the mess of cumming on her breasts or stomach. She gets most of her satisfaction from a man ejaculating inside her. It has been medically proven that when a man cums in a woman, the hormones from his semen are absorbed thru the vaginal walls into her bloodstream. The result of this is a euphoric feeling of relaxation for the woman. Ever notice how a woman, who has just been inseminated, will lay there in a daze or goes to sleep? I have read that a man's DNA can be found in the woman's body afterwards. So if you are sharing your wife for her pleasure, being inseminated by the bull is I know what my wife desires, and very likely yours.