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I looked Eugene dead in the eyes, our lips touching as I poised on top of him, his erection pressing against my abdomen, throbbing and as excited as I'd ever seen his six inch cock in five years of marriage.

I eased my tongue just past his lips and let him suck the taste from the tip of my tongue. We sought to look deep into each other’s eyes and see what was going on inside the others mind.

My eyes gave away my pleasure so Gene knew the instant Devin's cock pressed against my overly wet shaved pussy.

He stared deep into my eyes as another man pushed my body forward slightly, indicating that I'd taken all of the man's cock fully into my tight pussy.

He knew the wetness another man was now feeling. Knew how Devin's cock must feel having my snug pussy gripping its thickness. Knew his larger cock was encased and gripped by my lust soaked insides.

I'd only been with two men before now, Calvin a college boyfriend and Gene, my husband of five faithful years.

Now I was straddled across my husband as another man fucked me dog-style, and it was beautiful. Gene softly kissed my bottom lip. The slight bump of Devin fucking me transferred to my husband’s quivering lip.

I suck Gene's tongue deep into my mouth and ground my shaved mound into my his stiff cock, letting it feel my body rocking to and fro, sharing a touch of what another man was doing to me.

It felt wicked, dirty and wonderful. Making love to my husband while another cock fucked me with a solid thump from behind. Thicker, longer than Gene's and wet with my spit and pussy fluids, his dick was my bodies limit.

Gene and Devin had met about a month ago at Hooters while sitting at the bar watching football and drinking beer. They hit it off and a friendship had formed. Now I was sandwiched between my husband and his friend, a strange cock buried deep inside me.

This event started a few hours ago while watching football and drinking beer. I wore a deep V necked team jersey and short Daisy-Duke cutoff jeans that showed off my long slim legs and what Gene calls an ass to die for.

I was fully aware that they were both watching me as I served drinks and snacks during the game. Taking peeks down my jersey as I bent to fill a glass or bowl. But they are healthy viral males that like women, so I expect to be looked at and the attention is never unappreciated.

I try to stay fit and looking nice.

I sat next to Gene on my left, his arm draped over my shoulder, with Devin sitting close on my right.

Gene's hand would take an occasional sneaky rub across my breast, his fingers lightly running along the V cut between my thirty six C cups.

Devin was not oblivious to Gene's sneaky tit attacks. I noticed from my peripheral Devin's attention to any movement Gene made.

I normally would never intentionally act sexy around other men, but after an hour and half of light touching, all the while knowing Gene was aware of his friend watching silently between football plays, I decided to linger a second longer when pouring the boys a fresh drink, making sure Gene had a good full view of the breast he'd been teasing during the game.

When I sat back down next to Gene his hand immediately went over my shoulder and he took a full handful of my right breast, gave it a solid squeeze then left it resting on my chest.

And Devin didn’t miss a thing.

As the game neared the end, Gene's fingers started to lightly drift back and forth across my now stiffened nipple. I knew it peaked the jersey and clearly showed off its hardness to Devin.

Gene's thumb sank into my jersey's v neck and he made a slight tug, showing off just a tad of my upper breast and cleavage. I offered no resistance to his playing about. He got bolder and was now lightly running his hand in a slow motion exploration of my breast, all the while Devin now ignoring the game and watching my being felt up.

I'd never been touched in front of anyone before, and found it titillating. I figured Gene was just playing around and I just let him have some sneaky fun.

I thought since Gene was enjoying himself I'd assist, so finished my beer and sat it on the coffee table, but when I leaned back, I turned slightly more towards Devin, and sure enough as I settle back against my husband his hand found my breast. He ran it across both boy toys slowly and deliberate, hooked his thumb back into the v and tugged my shirt down enough to show a lot of cleavage.

Devin watched intently but I avoided his eyes and acted as if nothing was going on.

Knowing two men were having some sort of sexual thoughts about me made my juices begin to flow.

I laid my left hand on Gene's thigh near his groin and shifted my right arm to make sure he was aware that I knew what he was doing by allowing him more freedom to move his wondering arm.

His next move was bold. I felt his hand move fully into my jersey, cupping my entire left breast into his warm pasty hand. I could feel his nervousness, perhaps wondering if I would bolt or shoo him off.

Instead I slid my hand into Gene's lap, only to find his cock hard as marble stone.

He squeezed my breast and I responded by moving my hand up and down his hard shaft. I could feel his cock pulse in my grasp. It was doubtless that we'd wind up fucking as soon as his friend left the house.

It was clear by his movements, Gene was not only feeling up my breast, but his motions showed an ongoing trend to display more and more of my firm chest in the presence of his friend. Each time he successfully inched a little more of my flesh into view his cock would pulse in my hand.

Clearly his intent was showing me off a little to his friend.

Devin said, “I have to make room for more beer,” and got up to go to the bathroom. He said, “I hope I don't miss anything.”

I noticed when he stood he was sprouting a sizable bulge in his pants. Our antics had been appreciated by our guest.

“You having fun?” I asked my husband as Devin disappeared down the hall.

“Crazy, huh,” he said. “Who'd thought?” he added, his dick pulsing in my hand.

“Thought what?” I asked my hand gripping his erection tighter.

“This,” he said, nodding towards his solid erection. “That showing off my wife would every make my dick hard,” he exclaimed.

“You haven't showed me off…yet,” I added.

“Shit, look my cock,” he moaned.

“I don't question why you get hard, I just like my man desiring me,” I said.

“I was afraid you'd bolt,” he told me.

“You’re just playing with me, but I'd never bolt,” I added.

“Ho, if you only knew the new shit going through your mind, you'd bolt,” he said confidently.

“Such as?” I teased while gripping his cock.

“That don't help,” he chuckled.

“Tell me,” I said.

“It hadn't started out like that, but touching you with Devin here, I got so hard thinking of him seeing your breast,” Gene confided.

“He’s watching, and he has an erection too,” I informed my husband.

“Really?” Gene asked, his cock jumped in my hand.

“You know what that means?” I said with an evil tone and laugh.

“Ya, he wants to fuck my wife,” Gene said mater of factually. His dick stiffened.

“I'm not bolting,” I said, then turned back to be facing Devin when he returned.

Devin came back asking as he crossed the room, “Did I miss.