What Revelations Lead To. Part 3

I woke up in the most wonderful mood. Looking around, I found my husband next to me. He was sleeping like a baby, smiling in his sleep at some monsters of his own. The host of the house was nowhere to be seen. I listened—silence! Images from the past night surfaced in my mind on their own. A pleasant pulse throbbed between my legs. My body demanded sex, but not with my husband, who was right there—just an arm's reach away. I wanted it specifically with another man, memories of whom stirred my blood so much. Carefully, so as not to disturb my husband, I slipped out of bed. I threw his shirt over my body and went to explore the house, hoping to find our hospitable friend. From the bedroom, I entered a spacious

living room. "Aha, this is the sofa where my men pleased me!" I recalled, looking around. "And on this rug, I almost wore out my knees!"—a smile lit up my face on its own.

– Seems like a dream, right?!—the host's voice sounded so unexpectedly that I jumped and, I think, even squealed.

– Oh my, you scared me!—I laughed, pressing myself against the approaching man and hitting his chest with my little fist.

He was in a robe, under which I slipped my hands, untying the belt.

– Do you think it was all a dream?!—I asked quietly, holding his rapidly hardening organ in my hand.

– No, no dreams could give the pleasure I got from caressing you!—he replied and kissed me on the lips.

The man smelled pleasantly of morning routines. I began kissing him with pleasure, standing in the middle of the room and massaging his cock in my hand. Then I gently pushed him onto the sofa and climbed on top to make love. My husband's presence in the next room didn't bother me at all at that moment. I moved rhythmically, taking the full length of his firm flesh, moaning and gasping in time with my pleasure. He took the shirt off me to caress my breasts, neck, and back without hindrance. While having sex with my lover, at some point I thought about my husband.

– Listen, my husband won't like this!—I said quietly to the man.

– Yeah, probably not!—he agreed with a smile.

I got off him and dragged him with me to the bedroom. There, I positioned myself between my husband's legs with his cock in my mouth, and presented my ass to the lover. With steady thrusts, he continued to fuck me. My conscience calmed down a bit, since I was giving myself to another in my husband's presence, and he didn't object to that, at least yesterday. Meanwhile, my husband's cock grew firm and enlarged from my caress. From the intensified thrusts into my vagina, I could no longer suck his cock serenely. I just squeezed it tightly in my hand and moaned loudly under the onslaught from behind. Looking at my husband, I found that he was no longer asleep. His broad smile reassured me, and I said:

– Hi! And we're already fucking!

– A wonderful start to the day!—he replied. – Hi!—he also nodded to my lover.

He also greeted me and sped up a little, approaching his release. I, however, was beyond conversation by then, because the cock inside me was giving indescribable bliss. From the pleasure, I moaned loudly, and soon felt him pulsing inside, and a wave of ecstasy washed over me. I fell next to my husband, still squeezing his firm flesh in my hand. I didn't even have the strength to jerk him off.

It seems I blacked out for a while. Because when I opened my eyes, I didn't immediately realize where I was. The men weren't nearby, so I got up and went to look for them. In the living room, I found my discarded shirt and put it on. Voices in the kitchen and the smell of brewed coffee told me where to go.

– Well, finally, the princess is awake!—my husband exclaimed cheerfully, pouring coffee and handing it to me.

The men were in bathrobes and also drinking coffee. A plate of sandwiches was on the table. I thought I was terribly hungry. I took the mug with both hands and settled at the table, tucking my knees up.

– Bet you were discussing what a slut I am?!—I said, washing down the coffee with a sandwich.

– We were talking about what a sexy and temperamental little girl you are!—my husband objected.

– And how pleasant it is to make love with you... how delightful your orgasms are!—added my new friend.

– Honey, I'll have a quick bite and finish pleasing you!—I promised my spouse.

– No rush! We have the whole day ahead!—he replied.

– We're here for the whole day?!—I was surprised.

– Well, it's nice here... the hosts are hospitable... all your desires are fulfilled at the first call...

– You boys are, of course, wonderful lovers, but I think I've had enough already!—I doubted my strength.

– In any case, I'm glad we tried it! I personally liked it!—my husband assured me.

– Me too!—the estate owner added his two cents.

– Yes!—I agreed. – It was awesome!.. But what about my appetites now?!..

– I can visit you sometimes, or you can come to me!—our friend suggested.

– I'm talking about my awakened desires right now, my dear men! About how much I enjoyed having sex with another... and now I want new encounters!—I finished guiltily.

– New men?!—my husband asked.

– Probably...—I said uncertainly and hurried to add: – You both are just out of this world! I want you again and again... both of you... but... I don't know what I want! Let's go to the bedroom!—I waved my hand, finishing my coffee.

In the bedroom, we undressed and lay down in bed. The men positioned themselves on either side and began to caress my body. Arousal grew with every kiss, with every touch. My new partner was kissing my vagina again. And my husband was caressing my nipples. From wild excitement, I trembled all over. When I had no strength left to endure this torment, I mounted my husband and rode to the heavenly gardens for my orgasms. The second one hugged me from behind and stimulated my clitoris with his hand, making me come quickly and very intensely. But they didn't let me rest; they put me on all fours. And now I was being fucked from behind. And it didn't matter at all which of the two it was, because waves of ecstasy kept washing over me, not letting me recover. I had already lost count of my orgasms; the men had already switched places and fucked me until, finally, they themselves ran out of strength, filling my insides with cum.

– Seems like two is quite enough for me... especially such ones!—I said in exhaustion and blacked out...