It’s been a seven or eight months since I posted to the forum, because nothing much has happened. Actually, what happened is my friend Kelly ended up freaking out after she and I gave each other’s husbands blowjobs after a game of strip poker. It goes to show that if you take sex or yourself too seriously you shouldn’t play these kinds of games. Stick to flashing on chatroulette. If you want to see appreciative guys, just go on there and flash some tits. It’s endless hours of masturbation. Anyway, that’s what I’ve been using it for. Since our swap partners are no longer on speaking terms, it’s been my only outlet for exhibition.
So, that’s a downer, but the reason I’m writing now is because something very fun came into my life recently. My husband’s college friend Matt came to town on business, and rather than staying in a hotel decided to stay with us (I think he probably kept the company’s hotel allowance, but that’s between him and accounting!). Anyway, it was fine by me because I’ve always had a great time with him and my husband was thrilled to be able to hang out and re-live the old days. Matt was here for a three-day conference so he was going to be in our guest room for two nights. The first night was great. We went out to dinner and drinking, stayed out late. I ended up calling out sick the next day while the guys struggled off to work.
Staying at home gave me a chance to regroup, nap, and also get some food together to cook dinner. By the time the guys got home I was already a quarter of the way through a bottle of wine and had dinner in the oven. The night was definitely more mellow because both guys were pretty beat from the night before. Nobody had the energy to go out again and there was nothing on TV… but after dinner and a few drinks everyone loosened up and we were back having a good time. My husband ended up telling Matt about the time I got topless at our friend’s BBQ. You can guess how popular that story was, so then we started talking about the time Kelly and Mike came over for strip poker. My face was red but I couldn’t help getting turned on by Matt’s reaction. He moved a throw pillow over his lap and started telling a story of his own. It turns out that he and my husband had “shared” a girl in college. That was news to me and it was fun to see my husband squirm through it all.
Since the guys seemed ready for something, I put a bottle in the middle of the table and spun it. Both guys said “I’m not kissing him” at exactly the same time. I said, “good, because we’re not kissing, we’re playing for clothes…” just before the bottle pointed at me. I took off my shoes to a round of applause and the game kept going. Pretty soon we were down to our underwear. My husband was the first one naked and took his boxers off with a huge boner. There was no secret where this was all heading. I ended up winning the game, with just my thong left, but I didn’t even wait for Matt to sit back down before I got up and peeled my panties off. The atmosphere in the room was insane and I felt like I was going to pass out. Somehow I managed to walk around the table and give Matt a deep kiss. “I guess there might be some kissing after all.” Without another word we went up the bedroom and proceeded to fuck for the next two hours. Both guys came in me twice and I swear I’ve never been more exhausted, sore, and happy. I’m not even sure how many orgasms I had, they were at me non-stop, taking turns. I’m already looking forward to the next time Matt comes to town. He might want to make a trip before the next conference.