20 comments/ 154136 views/ 52 favorites A Happy Wife By: HappyWife85 This is a recount of an event that happened recently in my life. My name is Ashley. I am 26 years old and have been married to the man of my dreams for the past 7 years. We have two beautiful daughters together, ages 6 and 4. When I married him it was a huge lifestyle change since I was raised in a repressively strict Christian family. He was in the Navy and was gone for frequent periods of time. He is a very liberal minded guy and had always told me that, unlike most guys, he realized women had certain needs that should be met and should not be kept from fulfilling. Specifically he thought a woman should give in to her sex drive, which he thought was very strong, and if a woman was kept from satisfying her sex drive it would lead to frustrations later on that would hurt our marriage. So, he told me that it was acceptable for me to have sex with any guy that I would like, whenever I wanted, under the condition that I acted maturely, responsibly, and safely. He put full trust in me and our strong love for each other made our marriage secure. He was never afraid of losing me to someone else and I knew in my heart that I would never leave him. Nor did he ever seek from me an allowance for him to sleep with other women. He said he didn't care about having sex with other women, he wanted me and that was enough. At first I was shocked by the idea of my husband allowing me to do this. I refused to do anything with another guy. My Christian upbringing just would not allow it. My husband would never force me, but he said I could if I chose. I began to come around to the idea after the first time he was gone at sea. It was not an unwelcome idea, and when I finally gave in and had sex with the first guy, I began to like it and want more of it. It made me admire my husband all the more. Since being married, I have now had sex with 6 other men; the last one is what this story is about. I had recently gotten back into shape after having two children. I had gotten my weight down to a healthy 125lbs, with a 5'2" frame. I had maintained my ample boob size of 36C. My hair is a cute dirty blond that is wavy to just below my shoulders. My husband had just gotten discharged after doing 12 years in the Navy and he has taken a year off from doing anything other than relaxing at home. He said that it was now my turn to start working, which I didn't mind, since I hadn't worked since before I was married. I was glad that my children were growing up and starting school and that my husband would be there for them afterwards. Now it was my time to get out. After two weeks of job hunting I finally landed a good office job at an accounting firm. I quickly fit in and I worked closely with a girl named Sandy who showed me all that I needed to know. By the end of the first week Sandy and I had become friends. I was well into the job by the end of the first month, when Sandy came to me on a Tuesday and invited me out on Friday night. She said it was workers night out every Friday night just to let loose and unwind from the work week. She went out with a small group, of which I have already been introduced to. There was Jenny who was married and my age, Rachel who was 24 and had a boyfriend, and single guy named Justin who was the young one of the group at 22, and of course, Sandra who was also the same age as me and married. She said we usually go out around 8 or 9pm, giving ample time to the wives and mothers to tend to their families after work before going out. I told her it sounds like fun and that she could count me in. I asked my husband about it when I got home and he said that it was great, that I should go out and have a great time. When Friday came around, however, I was nervous. It had been ages since I went nightclubbing and I know my tolerance for alcohol was down real low. Sandra reassured me when I told her. "You will be surrounded by friends, so don't worry about anything, we'll keep you outta trouble. I'll pick you up about 8:30, is that ok?" I told her that would be great. "Don't worry, you'll have a great time." When I got home and was getting ready for the night, I thought for the millionth time how grateful I was for my husband. Even though I hardly ever went out, he always bought me clothes that he thought looked sexy on me and showed off my body. He always reassured me that I had a sexy body and he would always want me to wear clothes that showed off my boobs and butt. I have always been told by many people that my butt is my best feature. It is really full and round and has "grab me" written all over it, or so I've been told. I decided to go relatively conservative tonight, although, with tight jeans, a black halter top underneath a shear white long-sleeve see-though shirt, and a black sleeve-less vest over that. I wore my hair up in pony-tail. My husband appraised me admiringly when I came down stairs and after a little while Sandy showed up to pick me up. I gave my husband a kiss and he told me to have fun. Sandy, Rachel, and I drove to the club and Justin and Jenny were already there when we arrived. We spent the night talking about the week over some drinks. Throughout the night Justin sat across from me. We didn't work in the same departments so I never saw him very much and I talked to him only a few times. He seemed interested in engaging me in conversation throughout the night and seemed like a really sweet guy. He was also very hot. He stood nearly a foot taller than me and was very firm and muscular. His shirt was skin tight, so I could see that he had a sexy six-pack. He had a really cute, melting smile. He also had a young, boyish-looking face. At one point, he and Sandy got up to dance, and when they returned, Justin took her seat next to me, and Sandy sat across from me. From that point there was only two conversations at the table. The one between the three girls that was lively, and the one between Justin and I that was more hushed. "You look very beautiful tonight, I like that shirt, it shows what a nice stomach you have." I laughed, "Surprised that you say that, considering that this stomach has held two children. But thanks, and you, too, are looking handsome tonight. Your shirt also shows that you have a nice stomach." He laughed, and the conversations ebbed and flowed, until towards the end of the night, he asked me to dance. I said, "It has been awhile since I have danced, I hope you are prepared." "Well, I have been prepared to dance with you all night." He gave me that cute smile and it made me blush. He got up and took my hand to lead me out on the dance floor. The song was quick beat dancing music and I awkwardly danced with him for two songs. I was embarrassed by my dancing and when we returned to the table I was grateful. After a few more drinks I began to feel the effects, and when a slow song began to play, it was me who suggested we go out to dance. He held me close as we danced, and I could feel my boobs press up against his muscular six-pack. After a few minutes, I felt his hand slide down from my back down to my butt. I didn't prevent him, but I felt that I should probably be more careful. It was already closing time when we returned to the table. Sandy asked if I was ready to go, when Justin volunteered to give me a ride home. I was about to insist that Sandy take me home, but they were already out the door. I was now getting more worried being left alone with Justin. As it turned out, my worries were unfounded. Justin was a perfect gentleman on the ride home. He asked a little about me and my family. He told me he had a great night dancing with me and asked if I had fun. I said I had a great time. "I am looking forward to going out with you next Friday. Will your husband let you go out again?" "I will be able to come next Friday, and I am looking forward to it, too. Maybe you can give me some dancing lessons." I half meant it as a joke. We finally got to my house around 2:30am. He got out and walked me to the door. "You know", he said, "if you would like, you can come over to my place after work on Wednesday and I can teach you some dance moves." I hesitated for a moment and then he gave that charming smile. "Ok, sounds great", was my reply. We said goodnight to each other and he leaned down to give me a kiss. Surprisingly, I found myself leaning up to meet him. We kissed full on the lips for what seemed like a minute. I went inside afterwards and found everyone asleep. I felt dizzy from his kiss but I couldn't help smiling to myself and I felt giddy and excited. On Monday at work, I found myself searching out for Justin. At one point I saw him across the room. I was just looking at him and thoughts of him naked entered my mind. "God, he is so hot!", I thought, and I wondered what his cock looked like and what it would feel like inside of me. I felt my panties getting wet. All of a sudden he looked over and saw me looking at him. We stared at each other for a few seconds, then he smiled and waved. I blushed and smiled and waved back. Suddenly, a stack of papers hit my desk, bringing me back to reality. I looked up embarrassingly at Sandy. She smiled knowingly back at me. "Sorry to interrupt your daydreaming", and nodded towards Justin. "You know, he said he really had a good time with you last night and he said he really likes you." I laughed and said, "He really said he likes me? That's nice but I am a married woman, not a single girl anymore." "Don't kid yourself girl, you know you want him. You will end up fucking him, it is just a matter of time. All of us, Jenny and Rachel, have fucked him, married or not. And let me tell you, he is great." I was astonished by her frankness and revelation, but at the same time I was reassured by their marital indiscretions. "Well, I am happily married, and I would not imagine doing anything like that." "You already have imagined it." Sandy smiled mischievously and walked away. On Wednesday, Justin called me at my desk and asked if I still wanted to come over to his place after work. I told him I was still on for it, that I told my husband that I would be working late tonight. "Great, I will be by your desk when I get off at 4:30 and we'll order some takeout." "Ok, sounds like fun, bye, Justin." At his place, we settled down on his couch and talked while we ate. Afterwards he turned on his stereo to dance music. He taught me lots of moves for club dancing, and with the excuse of him teaching me to dance, I allowed him free range for his hands to roam and feel my body. His hands began on my hips while we moved, then he moved one hand to my butt. The longer we danced the bolder he got, and the more my defenses went down. He squeezed my butt with one hand, the other hand was on my side just underneath my arm to the side of my boob. After a moment it slid over the front of my boob. I was getting excited and it was obvious because I was wearing a tight shirt and my nipples were very visibly poking out. While dancing, he was gyrating his hips against my crotch and his fingers kept playing over my nipples. I should've stopped him from touching me, but I didn't and I continued to allow him to feel me up because it felt so good. After a few minutes we ceased any pretense of dancing and began to just make out. He leaned in for the kiss and I met him halfway. He was gently massaging my left boob and his right hand slid under my pants. I was wearing a thong so he rubbed my bare ass. We kissed for a few minutes and our tongues slid into each others mouth. We moved over and sat down on the couch, never breaking our kiss. He moved his hand over my leg and back up to my boob and continued to grope and massage it. Then I panicked. I felt this was going too fast and even though I knew that my husband wouldn't mind if I fucked Justin, I still felt that I had to maintain my respectability. I broke apart from him and told him it was getting late and that I should go home. I told him thanks for teaching me some dancing and that I had a good time. I expected him to be disappointed, and I didn't want that. But, he was a real gentleman about it, saying he understood and maybe I could come over for dancing lessons more often. I said, "I would really like that and maybe I could show off my newfound learned skill with you on Friday night." He said, "I'm looking forward to it." He smiled, then walked me to the door. He kissed me at the door and then I left. I arrived home around 8:00pm. My husband had already fed the kids, and they were playing upstairs. He was watching TV. I sat next to him and gave him a kiss. He asked about how my day went. My husband always told me to tell him if I ever flirt or have sex with another man. He said he didn't consider it cheating if I told him all about it, but it would be cheating if I hid it from him. I didn't tell him yet. I told him my day was exhausting, especially since I had to work late. On Friday, I left work about 5:00, went home and prepared dinner for my family. Then I showered and went to the closet to pick out my clothes for tonight. I chose my tight fitting Brazilian jeans with high heels, my red thong with see through material covering my pussy and the word "Flirt" stitched onto it, and a gold clubbing shirt with a "V" all the way down to my stomach showing the inner sides of my boobs and that fit very loosely so that all one had to do to expose my breasts is to just brush the shirt aside. No bra is required for this shirt. I curled the ends of my hair and wore it over my shoulders. I put on nice amounts of makeup and jewelry. My husband was nearly knocked off his feet when he saw me. "Ok, baby, I'm going out for the night." "You are astonishingly sexy, I want to hear about what happens tonight tomorrow." I laughed and told him I would give him every detail. Then we kissed and I left when Sandy arrived. At the club Justin couldn't keep his eyes off of me, and I took the seat next to him. We greeted each other and right away he put his hand on my knee. I smiled at him and let him leave it there. He slightly rubbed his hand up from my knee to my thigh. It was then that I realized that I would fuck him tonight. I immediately got wet with the realization that I would get laid by him tonight and I wondered what the sensation would feel like as his cock slid into me for the first time. I couldn't stop looking at him and I was hanging onto his every word. I found myself quick to laugh if he said a joke. I drank more liberally than the previous Friday and I danced more with Justin. I was no longer nervous and on the dance floor he was all over me. Whenever we returned to the table, we awaited for the other girls to leave and when we were alone we would have little make-out sessions. Later in the night, we would begin making out when the others were still at the table. Of course, they would poke fun at us, but we continued. At about 15 minutes till closing time, we were in the corner, kissing with his tongue probing deeply in my mouth. His left hand had reached into my shirt easily and was alternated between playing with my nipple and just rubbing the whole breast. His other hand was rubbing my inner thigh. In no time at all he moved his hand over where my pussy was. I slightly opened my legs to give him some access, and he began rubbing my pussy through my pants. I moved my hand over to his crotch and immediately I felt something big and hard. I rubbed his cock through his pants while we were kissing. He moved his hand up and into my pants. He moved my thong aside with his fingers and began slowly rubbing my clit. I began to moan softly. Then I felt a finger slowly slip into my pussy. He moved it around and then slowly moved it in and out. Our kissing became more intense and frantic and he began to finger me quicker. He broke our kiss to look at me. "I think we should probably go. Looks like the girls have already left, so I guess I'm stuck giving you a ride." I smiled and said, "That's a good idea. Why don't you take me to your place and give me a ride on this? I really need it inside me right now." I gave his cock a good squeeze through his pants. We got up to go. At the car, he opened the door for me to get in. When he got into the driver's side and put the keys into the ignition, my hands shot out and undid his pants. I was extremely hot and wet by now just by the thought that I was about to be holding in my hand a really hot and sexy guy's cock. It was really dark in this parking lot, so I was disappointed that I would not be able to see his cock very well, I would just be going on feel. I unzipped his pants while he leaned back. I reached my hand into his pants and boxers and felt his huge cock. When I pulled it free, I judged it to be about 8 ½ inches. I ran my fingers over the knob of his cock and down back into his pants. I cupped his balls into my hand and pulled them out also. I leaned down and gave his balls a kiss, then I licked both balls, before I sucked one into my mouth. I playfully massaged his one ball in my mouth with my tongue for a little while. Next I ran my tongue from the base of his cock all the way up to the tip, then back down, like I was licking a popsicle. I ran my tongue back up to his tip, and swirled my tongue all around and over his tip. I gave his tip a few kisses, before my lips parted and I began to take his cock in my mouth. I went down until I felt the tip of his cock touch the back of my throat. I swirled my tongue all over his big, thick cock as it was in my mouth. Finally, I began going up and down on him. He began to moan in pleasure, and that encouraged me to go faster. The faster I went the more he moaned. I cupped his balls in my hand while I was blowing him, and gently I massaged his balls in my hand. After ten minutes, I felt his cock tighten up. "Oh yess, baby. Oh god, Ashley, I am coming." I continued sucking and closed my eyes in anticipation. Within seconds I felt him shoot his good, warm fluid into my mouth. I continued with my sucking until I thought he was done shooting and I felt his member soften. After then, I thought it was safe and I sat up and swallowed all his delicious come in my mouth and I wiped any excess from his cock and my mouth and licked it off my fingers. We then kissed and made-out some more for about 5 minutes before pulling off for his place. Even though he was pleasured, it was still my turn, and the ride to his place would give him plenty of time to recharge. Finally, we got to his place and before he even shut the front door closed, I had already taken off my shirt. He picked me up and carried me, topless, into his bedroom and laid me on the bed. He began unbuttoning his shirt and I went for his pants. Now, I would be able to see what his cock looked like. I had already pulled his pants down before he had his shirt off. I reached one hand up to cup his package through his boxers, and the other hand reached to pull down his boxers. As his boxers came down, I found my self looking at one of the most beautiful cocks I had ever seen. It was a little larger and wider than my husband's and he had a really cute, big and round, knob. His shaft was rock hard and throbbing. As I looked at it I was pleasantly excited that I would soon feel such a wonderful cock inside my pussy and I felt my pussy begin to twitch. I grabbed it and began kissing his knob as passionately as I would his mouth. I gave it a quick up and down lick before he gently pushed me back on the bed. He began to undo my pants. I lifted up my butt and he slipped my pants and thong off. We were now both naked. I open my legs and exposed my bare pussy for him. He looked at it for a second then moved his hand down and gently rubbed my pussy. I gave out a small moan of pleasure at his touch. Then he got on the bed and I opened my legs wider to allow him to climb up between them. His mouth met mine and we began kissing open mouthed, our tongues deep inside each others mouth. I felt his warm, hard cock lying between my pussy lips. A Happy Wife As we kissed, he was moving his hips causing his throbbing member to slide up and down between my pussy lips. I tried moving my hips up to see if I could make it slip into my pussy, but he pulled his tongue and mouth away and moved down to my neck. My hips were moving up and down as he kissed my neck and moved down to my breasts. With his hands he squeezed my breasts together and buried his face between them. His fingers began playing with both of my nipples as he moved further down to my stomach and navel, kissing and licking all the time. By the time he moved down to my pubic mound I was in ecstatic bliss, but I felt like I was about to explode when his tongue touched my clit for the first time. I could feel my pussy juices flowing out of me. As he sucked on my clit, I felt him slip 2 fingers inside my slippery folds and into my pussy hole. I began bucking like wild. As he began franticly fingering me and sucking my clit, I began moaning loudly, begging him not to stop. After several minutes of this immense pleasuring, I came really hard and I felt it squirt out of my pussy. He removed his fingers and spread apart my pussy lips, then slid his tongue into my pussy hole to lick up all my sweet and sour juices. I could feel his tongue probing deeply inside of me. Then he buried his face into my whole pussy to suck and lick the remaining juices. He moved again up my body and we began to kiss open-mouthed. I sucked his tongue into my mouth and tasted my pussy. I closed my eyes as we kissed, reveling in my ecstasy. Suddenly, without breaking our kiss, I felt the tip of his dick slide in me effortlessly for the first time. My eyes opened wide as I felt my pussy stretched by his wide cock. Then I gave a little smile, closed my eyes, let out a little groan, and relaxed as he slid it in all the way home. He left it like that for a few seconds, throbbing, with his balls touching my pussy. My pussy muscles contracted around his cock as my pussy adjusted to his largeness. Then he slowly began pumping me. He sat up, grabbing my ankles and lifted my legs in the air as he slowly worked his cock in and out of me. After a while he picked up the pace, and I threw my head back and let out a slow, long moan. This was more than I had ever experienced before, and after 5 minutes I came, but he was not even closely done. I began thrusting my hips up to meet his thrusts and we fell into a perfectly synchronized rhythm. I was getting more turned on because I could feel his large balls slapping against my butt cheeks as he began ramming his cock into me harder and faster. I came a second time. After about 30 minutes of lovemaking, he began to grimace. I felt a huge force building up inside of him, then his cock stiffened up. By this time I was screaming and he let out a loud groan. I came at the same time as he exploded. I suddenly felt my insides filled with warmness as he filled me completely with his seed. He continued pumping for over a minute and I felt him still filling me with cum as he emptied into me. I contracted my pussy muscles to squeeze his now softening cock, coaxing his last remaining cum into me. He then collapsed onto me, and we both lost consciousness. We awoke 15 minutes later and he pulled out of my cum-filled pussy. We kissed for awhile, then cleaned up. We talked for a little about how great sex was for each other, then he offered to take me home. It was almost 4:00am when we pulled into my driveway. I could see that all the lights in the house were off. My husband never waited up for me. Justin walked me to the door. We talked about 10 minutes at the door and then he leaned to give me a goodbye kiss. We kissed for about a minute when our tongues once again found their way into each others mouth. He slipped his hand into my shirt and cupped my boob and I put my hand behind his head to hold him onto me. We kissed and he rubbed my breast and nipple for a few more minutes before I broke the kiss. "Justin, it is kinda dark inside the house. Can you come inside with me and make sure I get inside ok? We gotta be quiet, though, because the hubby and kids are sleeping." I took out the keys and unlocked the door and we both entered. I turned on the lamp and set my purse down. Justin sat on the couch and I sat next to him and told him once again how hot he was and that I had a great time tonight and how I look forward to Friday nights from now on. I also told him how much of a real gentleman he was and how lucky I felt having sex with him. We ended up kissing again and I laid down on the couch. I reached up and felt for his cock. It was again hard and ready to go. I unbuttoned my pants and slipped them off along with my thong. He slipped his pants down. I broke our kiss, grabbed his cock and aimed it to my pussy. For the second time tonight, it slid right into my pussy. We kept our mouths locked together to muffle our moans. I couldn't believe I was fucking Justin in my own living room with my husband and kids asleep upstairs. It turned me on that I was being so daring. This time he was quicker about it. I had one leg over the headrest of the couch and the other spread out as far as possible on the floor. He began plowing hard into me. There was no noise in the house except the sound of his balls slapping against my butt and pussy. My cries were muffled by his mouth and I squeezed my eyes shut. Fifteen minutes later he shot a second huge load of cum deep inside of me. I let out a satisfied moan and smiled in pleasure. His cum felt so good as I felt it spread throughout my uterus. I knew that if I weren't on birth control, I would have gotten pregnant by Justin tonight. It felt like he shot double the normal load of his sweet cum inside of me. Once again we dozed off in each others embrace, with his cock still deeply embedded in me. After 30 minutes we woke up. He slowly pulled his dick out of me, got dressed, and I walked him to the door. We kissed for a few minutes before we said goodnight. The clock said 5:30am, and as I walked up the stairs to the bedroom, I realized how exhausted I was after a night of clubbing and sex. I climbed into the bed next to my husband, my pussy completely cum filled and soaked. I kissed my sleeping husband and whispered that I love him and that I made it home ok. Then I was lights out as soon as my head hit the pillow. I awoke the next day at 1 o'clock in the afternoon and went downstairs after I showered and freshened up. My husband and kids were all downstairs. I kissed them all good morning as we went about our normal weekend routine. My husband asked me what time I got to bed last night and I told him. "Wow, you must have had a great time last night." "Yea, I had a real great time, sorry I got in so late." He knew the group I hang out with, since I tell him everything. "So who gave you a ride home." "Justin did," I replied. "Ah, I see. You know, Ash, you promised me details." "Yes, I did, didn't I," I smiled, "but I think we should wait till tonight, when the girls are asleep." In bed that night, I relayed everything that happened that night from when I left to when I got to bed, giving every small detail, like he asked. My husband was extremely turned on by what I did last night, and afterwards, mounted me and fucked me really good and hard. Throughout the next several weeks, I went out every Friday night and each time I would get laid by Justin and sometimes in the middle of the week Justin and I would go to his place and fuck on our lunch break or I would tell my husband that I had to "work" late doing reports at Justin's place, even though my husband knew that Justin and I worked in separate departments and we never had work required by both of us. My husband didn't mind, he truly wanted me to have fun and be happy, plus he was turned on by me fucking other men. I would always tell him the details of what I did and we would end up have hot, great sex. It also got me extremely horny knowing that he didn't mind me fucking other men. I was actually getting rewarded with great sex from my husband by having great sex with other men. I felt lucky that I had a wonderful husband and a great life. I had been working at the accounting firm for about 5 months. My 27th birthday was on a Friday, so I told Sandy and Justin that I would not be able to make it that Friday. I said I was sure my husband was planning something special. He hadn't said anything to me, but I was guessing it would be a surprise. They understood and said that maybe they can make the following Friday a special birthday one for me. By the end of work on Friday, I still hadn't heard anything from my husband and I was beginning to get angry at him, thinking he might have forgotten. I was about to look for Sandy, Justin or one of the others to tell them that I would go out with them after all, but they apparently had all already left for home. I got home, a little depressed and angry. I opened the front door, and to my shock, the entire living room was full of people. They all yelled "Happy Birthday, Ashley!", at once. There were at least twenty people there, including my friends from work. The house was all fixed up with banners and streamers, with a mountain of gifts in one corner. The backyard was also geared for a party with our hot tub operational (finally), tiki torches, tables and chairs, and a fully stocked bamboo bar. I ran up to my husband and hugged and kissed him. "I love you so much, honey", "I love you back, Ashley." Everyone then greeted me and wished me happy birthday. Justin came by and kissed me on the cheek. I looked at my husband, and he just was looking on and smiling. I went upstairs, showered, and slipped into my bikini with shorts over my bottom. When I returned downstairs I was given a drink and I slipped into the hot tub next to my husband. "What did you do with the kids, honey?", "Oh, I dropped them off at your parents to stay the night. This is your night to relax and have fun." We kissed and mingled with all the guests. At one point, later in the night, my husband, Justin, and I were in the hot tub talking, laughing and relaxing. Someone called my husband and he got out of the tub. As soon as he climbed out, my foot shot out and went up into Justin's shorts until I found his package, of which I had became well acquainted with over the weeks, and rubbed his cock and balls with my toes. My husband then called me over and told me it was time to sing happy birthday, serve cake, and open my gifts. After that was all done I spent the rest of the night drinking mixed drinks and mingling with all our friends. We played several party games as well. I was having a real good time, but I never spent much time with Justin, and whenever I would search him out he was always wandering amongst the crowd. If I got him alone to talk or flirt, someone would always come along and join in on the conversation. I was spending most of the night trying to come up with a plan to get him upstairs to my bedroom so we could make out a little, and maybe have a quickie, but I never seemed to get the opportunity. Even though I was having one of the best birthday parties ever, it was kinda cutting into my usual routine. Normally, by now, I would be dancing and making out with Justin, and preparing myself for the awesome sex we would be having later in the night. Around midnight, the party began to wind down and people began to leave. I began searching for Justin, but I couldn't find him anywhere. I asked Sandy where he was and she told me that she thought he had already left. I was mildly upset he didn't say bye or give me a kiss. Finally, everyone had left, and my husband came over and gave me a big kiss. "Did you have a great time, baby?" "Yea, I had a wonderful time tonight, thank you. I love you so very much for this." He detected the small amount of disappointment in my voice, though, and whispered in my ear, "Don't worry, Ash, your best birthday gift is upstairs in the bedroom. Let's go upstairs and go to bed." We went up to the bedroom and got undressed. We laid on the bed and began to make-out. He was kissing me and feeling me up. Then the door to the bathroom opened up and I turned and saw Justin coming towards the bed. I couldn't believe it. At first I thought I was imagining it. I looked at my husband. He smiled and kissed my neck. I smiled back as Justin got in the bed and began kissing my mouth. The sensation I was feeling was indescribable as both Justin and my husband began kissing and feeling all over my body. My husband untied my bikini top and threw it aside as I laid down on my back. They both began kissing and sucking my boobs. I closed my eyes and gave into the sensation. I was still in surprised shock. My husband went down and removed my bottom, while Justin came up and began kissing my mouth and neck, while he massaged my boobs. My husband spread my legs apart and began to eat and lick my pussy. "Oh, my god", I managed to gasp. After 15 minutes I came onto my husband's tongue and he licked up all my juices. My husband stood up to take off his clothes at the same time as Justin. I sat up and helped Justin remove his clothes so I could free his cock, which my pussy was starving for. Seconds later I lay back on the bed and looked at two naked men with two cocks hard and ready for my pussy. I was so excited, and a little nervous, that I was about to be taken by two men at once. I reached out and grabbed both of their dicks and pulled them onto the bed. Justin climbed next to me, while my husband threw my legs apart and climbed between them. They both began attacking my face and breasts with their hands, mouths, and tongues. I just laid back and let them do whatever they wanted. I felt a hand wander down to my pussy and begin rubbing my clit, while another hand played with my pussy lips and rubbed my pussy hole until eventually I felt some fingers slide into my awaiting hole. I was panting like crazy as one mouth was kissing and tonguing my mouth. Another mouth was sucking, kissing, and licking both breasts and nipples. I was also having my clit rubbed while I was being fingered. My husband positioned his legs over my face and I began sucking on his nuts, while Justin moved down to eat my pussy out. I alternated between sucking my husband's nuts and stroking his dick, and sucking on his shaft and groping his balls. After 20 minutes my husband laid on his back. I came from Justin's tongue lapping up into my hole. I climbed onto my husband's lap and he pointed his cock straight up to my pussy. I slowly sat down on his cock and slid down until his whole dick was swallowed up by my pussy. He reached up and grabbed by tits while Justin came over to the side of me. I grabbed a hold of his cock as I started sliding up and down my husband's pole. I took Justin's prick into my mouth and began sucking hard onto it. After 10 minutes my husband arched his back as I was bouncing hard and fast on him. He emptied all his cum from his balls into my pussy. I climbed off of him and got Justin to lay on his back. We got into a 69 position and I took his meat into my mouth to continue blowing him. He began cleaning up my cum soaked pussy with his tongue. My husband also came around and both of them were tonguing my cunt. After they had both licked and cleaned my pussy from my husband's cum, I squirted cum of my own for them to lick up. I could feel Justin getting close to his bursting point, but I wanted his cum in my pussy, not in my mouth. So I took his cock from my mouth and climbed off of him. I then got on all fours and let him get behind me. I arched my back and stuck my ass up. As he started to enter me, he grabbed a hold of my hair, allowing his cock to go in as far as it possibly could. He then drilled into me hard and mercilessly. I felt like I was going to pass out from all this intense lovemaking. A half hour later and after I came twice more, Justin yanked my hair and blew his load into me. I screamed out loud in ecstasy as I felt his warm cum spread all over inside my uterus. We all collapsed and fell asleep. My husband was next to me on his back with my arm draped over his chest. I fell on my stomach, with Justin laying on top of me. He had stoppered up my pussy by leaving his dick inside of me and keeping his cum from coming out. The three of us slept like that naked on a thoroughly cum soaked bed until the morning. When we woke up, we showered and did an encore. I took on both of them again in a repeat of last night. After Justin had left, I thanked my husband lovingly for that last birthday gift. I was completely and totally satisfied and satiated sexually for awhile after that. Retelling this story has been a turn on for me, and I was glad to share it, not just for what happened, but as a loving tribute to the best husband in the world.