Second Opinion Pt. 01

We were reasonably happy, financially secure. I worked at the public library; my husband was a teacher. We owned our home, albeit a rather small, very old two-story one, the kind that was built by poor folks a hundred years ago and later added onto by a later generation of owners. The backyard was beautiful, because Lewis had planted trees and shrubs. I made some flower gardens by the house. He dug a vegetable garden. We had a little dog we loved. And it was May, our favorite time of the year in Wisconsin.

Here I was, Linda Lasker, at age 52, settling comfortably into middle-age. My husband, Lewis, however, was not comfortable. He was beset by a mid-life crisis, particularly about our routine, weekly sex life. He wanted to rejuvenate it, mostly by making me sexier. He shopped with me for sexy clothes: miniskirts, minidresses (I still had shapely legs) and necklines that displayed cleavage between my 36Ds.

I did look good, as women friends assured me. Lewis became more easily aroused, sometimes varying us from our Saturday night sex in our marriage bed to taking me in the afternoon on the carpeted floor, on the couch, or bent over the kitchen table. This affirmation that I still looked attractive, even sexy was good for my morale. I had a public job, which was another incentive for me to look my best. Lewis seemed to like showing me off to other men, and I enjoyed their admiring glances.

Although Lewis faithfully accompanied me to church every Saturday afternoon, he was at heart a pagan, who worshipped sexy women and went to church between my legs. Marriage requires compromise, so we worshipped together, but each in his own way.

After a few years of this, Lewis wanted to add something new. While walking our dog in the neighborhood, we met a new neighbor walking his dog. Edgar, looking me over in my miniskirt and revealing neckline, smiled at what he saw. I saw a tall, portly man in a baseball cap, knit shirt, and tight jeans that left little space for his "package," which made me wonder how big it would grow, uncoiled. He was 54. One day, he invited us to sit on a bench in his yard. He sat opposite. My miniskirt clung to my body and when I sat, rode halfway up my naked thighs.

Edgar ogled me and said,

"You look good, Linda!"

"Thank you!"

"You have beautiful legs!"

"Thank you, but I think I'm showing too much!"

"Is there too much of a good thing? Lewis, old man, don't keep your beautiful wife hidden! She deserves to be seen!"

I mischievously lifted my little skirt and flashed him my panties.

"Hey, not in public! Some neighbor might see!"

Little did I know that Lewis had found a kindred spirit in his new friend: they both liked dogs, photography, computers and porn. Lewis used his digital camera to take sexy pictures of me as foreplay. When he coaxed me to let him email copies to my increasingly ardent admirer, I consented. This increased the excitement of our foreplay. After a photo session, I would eagerly check our email to read Edgar's comments on my photos and then my husband would take me to bed.

When we were driving for an errand in town, it was I who suggested that we stop at Edgar's house for a visit. Lewis would park in Edgar's driveway. He would ask me what panties I was wearing, and I would show him. He would ask what bra I was wearing, and I showed him that, too. He said I was giving him a hardon and he would have to fantasize about me and "jack off"! That thrilled me. In his email comment that night, he wrote,

"Don't show her this. I'd love to fuck your wife! If she let me get up her once, I'd make her cum on my cock. Then she'd let me fuck her whenever I want."

I did read his comments, and they made my pussy wet! Lewis's favorite fantasy was to say while he was fucking me,

"Imagine Edgar is doing this to you!"

I'd respond, "Yes, fuck me, Edgar! Fuck me with your big cock!"

When Edgar began visiting us, and Lewis urged me to wear sexy clothes for him, I realized that this was not just a fantasy! Lewis dressed me in my shortest miniskirt, which had green and white strips and was slit up the outside of each thigh. I wore a flower print blouse with a low, elastic neckline. Sitting in my recliner with the foot rest up, I showed my two lechers my bare thighs more than halfway up.

Edgar, was, however rather shy in person. Lewis had urged me to prime myself with a couple of stiff drinks to lose my inhibitions. After downing the second drink while Edgar sneaked looks up my skirt and down my blouse, I blurted out,

"I read your email that you'd love to fuck me. You bragged that if I let you once, I'd enjoy it so much that I'd let you do it to me as often as you want!"

"Umm, I asked your husband not to let you see that. I'm sorry."

"He wanted me to read it. It gave him a thrill, and it gave me a thrill, too! Afterward. Lewis took me to bed and fucked me like crazy! Fantasy and flirting are fun, but men usually want women to 'go all the way."

While the flirting went on from day to day, I continued to drink two strong drinks every afternoon or evening, whether Edgar were visiting or not. Lewis didn't want this to become a habit when there was no fun in it for him.

"Linda, you're gaining weight from those daily drinks. Your thighs and hips are widening."

"You want me loosened up only when Edgar is here! You think I'll lose my sex appeal for him by gaining weight."

"Well, yes. His wife was once pretty, but she let herself go. Now she's obese and would rather eat than fuck. She has lost her sex appeal for him."

"So what's your scheme, for him to use me as his sex partner? Would you like to watch him fuck me? Would seeing how much he enjoys fucking me make you excited to take your turn with me?"

"I'd like to see him fuck you, if you enjoyed it."

I unbuttoned my blouse, removed it and remove my bra.

"Are my tits too fat?"

"The bigger, the better!"

I reached under my skirt and peeled down my bikini panties.

"Is my pussy too fat for you and Edgar?"

Lewis responded by taking my second drink and pouring down the sink. I was furious! I kicked off my panties and put my blouse back on, without the bra. I grabbed my purse, which contained my car keys, and stormed out the door.

I sat behind the wheel for a minute to calm down and think. I'd show them! I'd get a second opinion on my sex appeal, and maybe a third opinion. It was a small city of about 20,000 people, so I knew my way around. Across from the college campus were some bars on the other side of the street. I parked on a side street and walked down Main St. There were three bars on the block, so I just chose the middle one.

Oh, shit! I forgot that these bars would be full mostly of college students. I wouldn't be giving myself half a chance, with all of those thin coeds showing most of their legs and some cleavage as well. As I paused at the threshold, a strong hand grabbed my wrist, and tall, dark guy pulled me across.

"Don't be shy, little lady! Are you looking for someone?"

"I-I've never been inside. I was just curious how it looked."

"Go ahead, look! You're a real 'looker,' so I hope you stay long enough to have a drink."

It was mid-May, and the students were celebrating the ending of the term, rather rowdily. I was drawn to the bar by three vacant seats. I took the middle one. The bartender was busy. Finally, I almost shouted,

"What does a lady have to do to get a drink in this dive?"

That got his ear. Now I had his eye. I had forgotten to button up my blouse, so I flashed him my tits!

"What would you like, babe?"

"A whiskey sour."

I swirled my stool around to reconnoiter, oblivious of showing so much of my legs, when he surprised me with such fast service.

"On the house. The next will be, too, if you don't button up."

He walked to the far end of the bar and talked with two young guys. Their mouths dropped and then they smiled. I was going to have company and be sized up! Then I noticed that my skirt was hiked up almost to my panties! They introduced themselves as Ben and Kevin. Ben was about 5' 10" with curly black hair down around his ears and a muscular build. Kevin was a bit taller and slender with short, blonde hair. They appeared to be standard issue 19- or 20-year-olds.

As I bent forward to tug my skirt down, in vain, my unbuttoned blouse gaped. In a stage whisper, Ben said into Kevin's ear,

"She's hot; her nipples are erect!"

Kevin said, "Don't cover up, darlin'! Beautiful legs and skin should be displayed! You'd be more comfortable in a booth, though, and we can have you to ourselves, with a little privacy."

The prospect caused me to experience "Butterflies in my stomach"! They led me to the booth furthest back, tucked into a corner of two walls, where it was darker. Kevin carried my drink, after ordering me another. They sandwiched me between them.

"Now, this is cozy! Aren't you more comfortable?"

I was more comfortable out of public display but nervous about what two strange men would do to me. They took the thigh nearest them and began feeling me up. Thrills shot to my pussy! Then, they spread my blouse open and began feeling my breasts, the erect nipples seeming to crave touching. I was receiving a lot of affirmation of my sex appeal. Having four hands feeling me up all over my bare breasts and bare thighs was intoxicating!

Kevin was seated on the outside, so he brought me my second drink, as if I weren't compliant enough in being seduced. I downed the first drink. They began kissing my neck and shoulders. They took turns French-kissing me. This was a lot of fun, safe, because they couldn't go all the way with me in a public place. I reached for their crotches for confirmation. This startled them.

"Fair's fair! I was checking to feel how much I excite you."

Kevin saw my wedding ring and asked,

"Why is a gorgeous, exciting woman like you out on your own? Doesn't your husband appreciate your charms?"

"After nearly 25 years of marriage, he's so used to me that I don't excite him much anymore. He wants to show me off but said I'm gaining too much weight. That made me angry, so I came here for a second, and now a third opinion."

"Lucky for us, because we love voluptuous older women! They aren't afraid of what a hard cock can do to them!"

I squeezed theirs and asked,

"What about two hard cocks?"

"Twice the excitement and twice the pleasure!"

One guy's hand crept all of the way under my skimpy skirt to touch my pussy.

"God, you're sexy! No bra and no panties!" Kevin exclaimed.

"Check that pussy, Ben!"

Ben not only felt my pussy, but he also penetrated it!

"She's wet!"

"Are you wet and ready?"

"Ready for what?" I teased.

"Well, you're proving that you're desirable and sexy. Are you ready for the ultimate test?"

"By getting second and third opinions that I'm a good fuck and can satisfy two young studs?"

"That's the spirit!"

"Well, my husband wants me to let our friend become intimate friends with me and teach me to put out to other men. Would he be surprised, if I came home tonight with a very used pussy!"

"Let's take you where we can be more private and use you!" Ben said.

"Where? We can't smuggle her into the frat house. She isn't ready for a gangbang. Have you ever even had a threesome, baby?"

"No. I certainly don't want to skip over that into a gangbang! My car is parked nearby, but you need to find a safe place to take me, not safe from you two, though."

I giggled. They put their heads together, figuratively and literally while they resumed feeling me up. They were making me so wet that they probably could feel and smell that I was in heat. I left by myself and walked slowly to my car. Kevin and Ben waited a full minute before leaving. I walked almost with a model's exaggerated gait to make my hips sway and my jutting ass bounce.

Ben suggested the big park along the lake, where there were secluded places for parking. They found a blanket in my car and chose to lay me behind some bushes and under the sky. It was still warm, but I got goosebumps when they stripped me naked.

"I'm a bit chilly!"

"Don't worry: we'll re-heat you with full body contact and vigorous exercise!"

They got me on my back and spread my legs. They lusted for me so much that I was surprised to receive some foreplay. Each wanted to smell and taste my pussy.

"I guess the fashion is for pussies to be shaved."

Ben replied, "I like your look! You look like a mature woman, a MILF, a cougar!"

He was the first to eat my pussy, until I was on the verge of an orgasm.

"Your turn, bud; that's vintage pussy, aged to perfection!"

Kevin finished me off my licking and finger-fucking me to ecstasy!

"She's more than ready to be fucked now. I ate her first, so I get to fuck her first. Do you like to be on your back, darlin'?"

"I should be too embarrassed to watch you do it to me, but it's more exciting to watch you fuck me."

"I agree! The first time I fuck a woman, I want her to watch me doing it to her, and I want to see the look on her face while I give her a good screwing! That's a tight little cunt! I'm glad we got it nice and wet. Now, show how much you want me to fuck you. Suck the cock that's going to fuck you!"

"Just don't cum in my mouth!"

"Don't worry, Baby! I want to own your cunt by fucking my spunk into it!"

I sat up. Kevin's cock was circumcised and handsome. I was excited enough to want to feel it in my mouth and taste it. Some of his precum oozed onto my tongue.

"Here, hold onto this!"

I grasped and held onto Ben's rigid cock. Kevin pushed me back down. I gasped as he became the first man since my husband to penetrate me, and I moaned as he shoved all of his approximately 7" up me, making me cum! What would my husband think of me letting two young men have carnal knowledge of me? Would he be proud of me for exciting two young studs to fuck me and be excited to take his turn, for the first time fucking me with my pussy freshly fucked and full of other men's sperm? I was making his wish come true, although he wasn't here to watch my sexual surrender.

Kevin clutched my tits while he eased his 7" out of me and back in.

"I love how your tight, wet cunt grips my cock!"

He fucked me harder and faster.

"You're a damned good fuck, a choice piece of ass! Your husband can be proud of you! You're so exciting and feel so good that you're going to make me cum too soon!"

"Don't worry! I'm not going anywhere, until you've both proved how much I excite you and what virile young studs you are. At your age, you should be able to do it to me two or three times each!"

That set Kevin off. He jackhammered my pussy, groaned and fired several shots of sperm into me. He lay on me, kissing me and feeling me all over until his cock slipped out. Ben immediately took his place between my still widespread legs. He lifted me to a sitting position.

"Be a good slutwife, now, and suck my cock so I can fuck you better with it!"

Ben was uncircumcised, and his cock had a funky taste. I preferred sucking a circumcised cock. After I dutifully submitted to lick and suck him for a few minutes, he eagerly pushed me onto my back and mounted me. He got his cock all the way up me in two masterful thrusts. I had hardly noticed that Ben held a cell phone to photograph me getting fucked. Kevin had done the honors for Ben.

"Please keep those photos to yourselves, but I want copies to prove to my husband how desirable I am.!"

"Gentlemen don't kiss and tell, much less fuck and tell. Besides, we found your phone in your purse, so please email us copies! Your husband should find them very entertaining, better than fantasizing about other guys fucking you! I also took video of Kevin fucking you. You can proof to your husband that you took on two men and enjoyed satisfying both.!"

Ben had a different technique. He fucked me at a slow pace but pulled almost out and then slammed his cock all of the way back up me, which soon made me cum. Then he changed into a steady rhythm. I lifted my hips to meet his thrusts.

"It's great to fuck a woman who loves to be fucked! You're becoming a true slutwife! She's in heat for us! I bet she'd let any passerby fuck her now!"

Getting sloppy seconds, Ben could fuck me longer. Kevin offered me his renewed hardon.

"Taste some of our cream pie!"

I had only sucked my husband off once. Then I ran to the bathroom to spit it out and brushed my teeth. That discouraged him, but he said he'd rather fuck and cum in my cunt anyway. I was so excited and eager to prove how sexy I was that I accepted Kevin's cream cock. Flavored with my love juices, I liked the taste better than pure sperm. It felt sexy.

"Hurry up and cum in her, Ben! I'm ready to fuck her again--especially after she just sucked the cream off my cock!"

Ben speeded up. I moaned and lifted my hips to meet his thruses.

"Oh, baby, take my load!"

It was another big thrill to feel a new cock jerking and spurting adulterous sperm into my pussy! Then, Kevin pulled me up and they turned me onto my hands and knees. This was not my favorite position, because face-to-face was making love. Doggystyle was just copulation. Now I was even going to been 'spit-roasted'! It felt so animalistic to present myself for Kevin to mount me, while Ben made me clean our cum off his cock. We got into a sexy rhythm with Kevin fucking me forward onto to Ben's cock, and me backing off his cock and into Kevin's! I felt my power to pleasure two men at the same time.

"Look at her big tits bounce and sway! That's sexy!"

Ben held and squeezed them while I sucked his cock and Kevin held my hips while he drove his cock as deep as he could get into my cunt. I wondered how Lewis would like seeing me double-teamed, used by two young studs at the same time, and a match for both! When Ben's cock slipped out of my mouth for me to concentrate on Kevin drilling me to another orgasm, I said,

"Don't cum in my mouth! Just fuck me again and cum in my cunt!"

Kevin was fucking me breathless. He paused.

"Is my cock bigger than your husband's?"

"I've never felt a cock get so deep inside me! I've never been fucked so deeply!"

That triggered him! He clutched my tits, fucked me harder and faster, shouted in conquest, and fired his second load as deep into me as he could. He lay coupled with me. I stretched out my arms and rested my head on the blanket; I rested my thighs on my lower legs so that my ass was up to make it easier for him to keep his cock in me, until Ben urgently tapped his shoulder for a second helping of slutwife pussy.

Ben's cock was a bit shorter, about the size of my husband's but a bit thicker, which I gratefully felt when he took me again. He fucked me and played with my tits, as if he were my regular sex partner. I lowered my head to clean Kevin's cock.

"Your husband should thank us for breaking you in! He saw your potential, though, to be a very exciting slutwife!" Ben proclaimed.

"I didn't expect I'd enjoy so much being used! You guys are great for my morale! I'll probably give in to let our friend fuck me, too. He'll probably want to use me two or three times a week, especially if we show him what a good fuck I am in action with you young studs!"

Ben had been fucking me at a steady rhythm for about ten minutes, but my sexy talk incited him. He clutched my tits and fucked me hard and fast. His cock churned out of me a gusher of my cum!

"Wow, I'm making the slut squirt!"

"Congratulations, Ben! I want to make her squirt, too!"

He groaned as his cock fed my pussy its fourth serving of sperm. The guys' spunk was leaking and streaking the insides of my thighs.

Now, they wanted me on my back to watch them fuck me. I sucked Kevin hard, and he possessed me in one thrust. We lay belly to belly. His cock twitched and my pussy spasmed in response. He squeezed my tits and tweaked my nipples. We French-kissed. Then he got up and bent my legs back almost to my chest to give me some serious fucking. We got into a medium speed rhythm. He smiled to see my big tits bounce at each thrust.

"I'm going to fuck this slutwife until she squirts for me, too. Be sure to catch her on video!"

Holding my phone in his left hand, Ben began massaging my mound with his right. Kevin rubbed my clit while he fucked me harder and faster. Having cum twice, he could outlast me until he gave me an orgasm. My tits were bouncing a lot, and their nipples had never been more engorged. Kevin's cock hammered my cunt mercilessly like a fucking machine. I wanted to squirt for them.

"Yes, fuck my married pussy! Oh, you two are driving me crazy! Please cum in my cunt!"

I screamed and began squirting!

"Does it give you an extra kick to fuck a married woman and cum in her cunt?"

"Yes!" Kevin said as I felt him unloading up against my cervix into my womb.

"I guess you win, Kevin. Maybe I had too much to drink, but I'm sated!"

"Linda used both of us up, to the last drop!" Kevin pronounced.

"Thanks for the ride, in your car, Linda, and thanks for the much more exciting rides in you! Here's my phone number, in case you ever want a return bout with us."

"I think we all won this bout!" I said.

Ben fetched my clothes. Kevin found a handkerchief in my purse and tried to plug my pussy with it. They helped me to dress, because I was wobbly from being fucked dizzy. They drove to where I found them, we said goodbye, and I drove home. It was 2:15 a. m..