An Erotic Tale

I was in my bedroom, lying on my bed with one hand between my legs, rubbing my clit like I had done so many times before. I closed my eyes as my mind wandered off into lust filled daydreams. As always, I found myself thinking about my last sexual encounter with a man named Chris. The memory of his strong body pressed against mine made me feel warm inside. His thick cock filled my mouth and I sucked him off until he came all over my face and tits. He kissed me hard, tasting himself on my tongue. Then we fell asleep in each other's arms, naked, sweaty and content.

"Fuck!" I yelled as I pulled my hand away from my pussy. "What the hell am I doing?"

I knew exactly what I was doing. I was masturbating while thinking about a man other than my husband. My naughty thoughts were not the problem though; it was where they led me that concerned me. Since meeting Chris at the office I had been fantasizing about being with another man again. More specifically, I wanted to fuck someone else's big dick in my tight little pussy and have them cum inside of me.

The more I thought about it, the hornier I got. I ran my hand up and down my smooth thighs, feeling how hot and wet my pussy was. I rubbed my clit faster and harder, making it tingle and throb. That's when I realized something: I could never let this go any further. I had to stop myself right here and now or I would end up cheating on my husband.... unless he wanted to join in.

My heart started racing. I was torn between my guilt and desire, knowing that I was going too far. Would I ever get over this? Or did I want to go even farther? The idea of being completely open and honest with my husband about my desires felt good. I wanted him to see me the way I saw him: a sexy, horny woman who craved sex, And was especially excited by the idea of a threesome with 2 men.

I imagined our conversation after I told him all of this. He'd look at me in disbelief, shocked by everything I had just said. Then he'd realize that he really wasn't all that upset about it. Maybe he wouldn't even care. I could tell him that I didn't understand why I felt guilty about my feelings, which was true. Then he would kiss me and we would make love. We'd be so turned on that neither one of us could wait to start having some fun.

Then I saw him standing behind me, naked and hard. His long, thick cock glistened in the light of the lamp beside my headboard. He reached around and undid the clasp on the back of my bra. Then he slowly slid it down my arm and tossed it aside. His fingers ran lightly across my bare back, making me shiver with anticipation. He pushed my panties to the side, exposing my bald pussy. It was soaking wet and looked so inviting that I couldn't help but spread my legs for him. He leaned forward and gently licked his lips, staring at my cunt. He lowered his mouth to my pussy and began licking it. I moaned loudly as he teased me with his tongue.

After a few minutes, I opened my eyes to see him stroking his cock. In my dream he was huge, almost bigger than Chris, but not quite. He was young, probably only a couple years older than me. His dark brown hair was cropped close to his head, accentuating his strong jaw line. He was tall and muscular, like Chris, but he seemed different somehow. He was more aggressive, like he was dominating me instead of letting me take control. The thought was exciting. He bent down and positioned his cock at my entrance. I lifted my hips and guided him inside. I gasped as he pushed deep inside me. He grabbed my waist and began thrusting in and out. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held onto him tightly as I rode him. His strong hands roamed freely over my body. He squeezed my tits, pinched my nipples, and slapped my ass. Every time he touched me I felt electric jolts shoot through my body. I could feel my orgasm building inside me.

Suddenly he stopped moving. He let his cock slip from me and I fell forward onto the mattress. I felt dizzy and weak as he stood above me. He leaned down and started kissing my neck, whispering sweet nothings in my ear. I knew he was going to fuck me again, but I was in no rush. Instead, I ran my hands over his chest, caressing his hard muscles. He grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head as he continued kissing me. My body tensed as he slipped two fingers inside of me. I groaned as I felt him finger me deeper and harder. He pushed me down onto my back and moved between my legs. I watched him push his cock back inside of me. He was so much thicker than Chris. The feeling of fullness inside of me thrilled me. His pace increased, pounding into me faster and harder. Then he grabbed my ankles and pulled my legs back so that they were resting on his shoulders. He fucked me with long, hard strokes, picking up speed and intensity. I could feel my orgasm approaching quickly, wanting to burst out of me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and hungrily kissed him. He was holding onto my hips, driving his thick cock into my pussy over and over again. Our tongues tangled together as we both climaxed, moaning loudly. It felt amazing, intense, and so incredibly satisfying. I felt my juices squirt out of me, drenching his balls and stomach. He kept fucking me until he finally finished. Then he collapsed next to me, breathing heavily.

We cuddled together, not saying a word. After a few moments, I rolled over and kissed him once more. His soft lips felt wonderful as we shared another passionate kiss. He looked at me and smiled. I nodded my head and he leaned in closer, capturing my lips with his own. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him close. He ran his hands along my sides, then brought them up to cup my breasts. He kneaded my boobs softly, massaging my erect nipples as our tongues played together.

He rolled onto his back and I climbed on top of him. I straddled his waist and lowered myself onto his cock. I felt it slide deep inside of me. My pussy was so stretched out from being stuffed full of Chris's fat cock earlier. I put my hands on either side of his face and kissed him deeply. He ran his hands up and down my back as I rode him, grinding our bodies together. My pussy was so wet and slippery that his cock slid easily in and out of me. My hard nipples grazed across his chest as I bounced up and down on him. He grabbed my ass and helped guide me so that he could watch my tits bounce in front of him. I loved the way his eyes were glued to my breasts, mesmerized by their movement. I leaned forward and bit his shoulder, leaving a red mark. He let out a loud moan, grabbing my hips tighter.

I knew I couldn't hold back any longer. I tried to slow down but it was no use. I came all over his cock as I screamed out my pleasure. I came hard, filling his shaft with my warm juices. We lay together for several minutes until I regained my strength....

"Err honey are you alright" Chris whispered in my ear "I think you were having a wet dream" he said as i could feel his growing erection wetting my leg with pre-cum.

Waking from my erotic dream I could feel how wet i was, dare i suggest what i was fantasizing about.

Taking a breath I whispered "I think we should have a three-way"

"I thought you would never ask" he said as he went down on me