("Jesus! You two stop!  Let me rest!" I say in protest, still
panting. Then I giggle. I am recovering from my fourth orgasm in thirty
minutes, lying naked on the living froom floor carpet, my head and my
legs propped up on various pillows.  Bob, my husband, kneels by my
head, his hands still on my breasts.  Tim, our new friend, kneels
between my legs, his fingers still in my cunt.  They both smile at me.
Minutes ago I was writhing like an epileptic, screaming with pleasure,
as my husband licked my clit with Tim's squirming fingers inside me.
Dear god, it felt good.  It still feels good, actually, as Tim lightly
moves around in there.  I close my eyes as Bob leans forward for a kiss.)

(I guess this is his fantasy, but I feel like the special one.)

Bob and I met Tim on a hike with the Sierra Club.  From the beginning
Tim and I had some chemistry happening, but I would have never
mentioned it to hubby--one just ignores these things if one wants to
keep a marriage alive.  Tim wasn't pushy either, he would just meet my
eyes for an extra second or two, letting me know that he liked me.
But then Tim and Hubby started to hang out too, and I started to get a
little jealous of them!

(I kiss Bob deeply.  I am really tired, worn out, exhausted.  I can
feel myself start to want to go to sleep.  I let the combination of
sexiness and coziness wash over me as Bob lies down next to me on the
floor, his warm body full length against mine.  He puts his hand on my
breast and nuzzles my neck, putting his leg over mine.  Then Tim grabs
a blanket from the couch and lies down on my other side, pulling the
covers over all three of us. He rests his hand on my belly and lays
his head on my chest. I doze off, enjoying the warmth of my two men
breathing on my neck.)

One day after Tim and hubby had been haning out, hubby told me that
Tim had basically proposed a threesome!  Hmm. We were in bed when he
told me, so he started to get frisky while we talked about it:

From behind me, pounding my wet cunt--"Imagine his tongue on your
clit while I thrust like this."  Hubby knows I would love his tongue
on me too.

From underneath me as I ride his cock--"Would you love him behind you?
His hands on your clit and breasts right now?"  I would lean back into
his warm body, fucking hubby while Tim kisses me, caressess me, rubs
my clit to orgasm.

Finally, while I am masturbating, hubby spent--"he could be fucking
you right now, pounding, thrusting, making you come again."  I could
practically feel his cock filling me, and I reached out and pulled my
husband in for a kiss.

(I wake up a little noticing some activity down around my legs.  I
lift the blanket and see Tim lightly caressing hubby's hard cock.
Hubby starts to squirm and stretch then looks up at me for a kiss.  I
take his tongue into my mouth