About My Ex-Husband

******* All characters in this story are over the age of eighteen *******

Hi. My name is Elaine. This is a true story about me, my ex-husband, Rick, and my current husband, Donald.

I met Rick when I was twenty-three, and he was twenty-four. I was attending college at Oklahoma State University, and Rick was in the Army reserves. He was tall, built, in shape, good-looking, and, as I later found out, had a really nice cock.

Rick and I dated for close to a year. He promised me everything, including world travel. Rick wasn't just in the Army reserves; he was also a prison guard, which, to me, made him quite masculine.

Just before our first anniversary, Rick and I got married. We had the big wedding and all, and were madly in love. We eventually moved to Colorado to be near his family, and two years later I got pregnant. That's when things went wonky.

I was six months pregnant when Rick admitted that he'd been having an affair with another woman who was also pregnant. He said he wanted to marry her and raise her child.

Of course, we divorced. That is not to say we stopped having sex, though. He was still tall, built, in shape, good-looking, and had a really nice cock. He may have cheated on me, and yes, we'd gotten divorced, but he was still a good lover.

We hooked up here and there for another three years until he and his new wife moved back to Oklahoma. His new wife never knew we still hooked up, and neither Rick nor I cared.

I met Rick's new wife while he and I were still hooking up, and we got along. I hated that Rick wanted to divorce me to be with her, but the fact that he still wanted to have sex with me made me feel better about the whole situation.

The funny thing was, and I told Rick, that if he had told me he was having an affair, I would have let it go on. What bothered me the most was that he fucked around on me and never told me. I told him that had he talked to me, we could have made it work.

Anyway, after Rick and his new wife moved away, I started seeing other men, a lot of other men. And from what I understand, Rick and his new wife remained monogamous.

I met my current husband through my daughter. Kayla was eight when she saw a school friend walking down the street and rushed out to talk to her. Kayla's school friend happened to be my current husband's daughter, Silver. My daughter was invited to Silver's birthday party. That's where I met Donald and his wife, Tina.

The kids were doing their thing when Tina told me she and Donald had an open marriage. She told me, point blank, "You can fuck him for all I care." At the time, I felt that was too much information.

Donald was a good-looking man, five foot nine, in shape, with long brown hair and hazel eyes. I didn't know Donald or Tina, but I felt that Donald deserved better than Tina. I thought to myself that maybe I would fuck him, just to spite her.

Although I thought that Donald and Tina were weirdos, I let Tina babysit for me. She was cheap, and I was a single mom, plus it gave Kayla and Silver time to be together.

My dishwasher went out, and friends offered to give me one; all I had to do was come pick it up. The only person I could think of who might help me was Donald.

I showed up at Donald and Tina's house and told Donald, "I need you!"

Donald said, "I guess I'll take my shower later."

It was a Friday evening, and fortunately Donald didn't work weekends. On the way to my friend's house, Donald and I talked and got to know each other. I told him about Rick, and he told me about his open marriage.

When we got to my friend's house, Donald carried the dishwasher up the stairs and put it in my car. He was so manly. On the way to my house, Donald asked me about my sexual past, and for some reason I felt comfortable enough to tell him about it, including about me and Rick.

Donald took out the old dishwasher and installed the new one, and I made him dinner. I asked Donald if he wanted to stay the night, and he said yes.

Kayla stayed at Donald's house with Tina and Silver for the night, and Donald asked if he could bathe me. I didn't know Donald, but I agreed.

Although I'd had sex with several other men I'd just met, I'd never let another man bathe me. It was a new experience.

Donald was very romantic, and his hands were soft. He made me feel very safe and comfortable. He even washed my hair.

After he bathed me, I told Donald that he needed to get naked, too, and join me in the bathtub. He agreed and took off his shirt, which was very nice because he had impressive trunk space.

Donald then took off his pants, and I got the surprise of my lifetime. I stared at his penis. Donald asked me if everything was alright, and I told him that I had never seen that small a penis on a grown man.

I know it sounds like a trope, but it's true. Donald's flaccid penis is almost nonexistent. Erect, his penis is only three and three-quarters inches long and only three inches in circumference; the length of a standard playing card and as big around as a U. S. quarter.

Donald was about to put his pants back on when I told him I thought his penis was cute, kind of like those little turtles you see in pet stores.

Donald joined me in the bathtub, and we kissed, and he played with my breasts and fingered me. I had no idea how big Donald's penis would get when he was hard, and I was curious. So, I asked him if he wanted to fuck, and he said he'd do his best.

Sex between me and Donald was a total fail. He wasn't even that good at eating me out. I sucked him, which felt weird, but I felt he deserved something.

Donald felt bad because we couldn't make sex work between us, so he asked me if I'd let him watch me have sex with someone else. Not sure what else to say, I said, "You find someone, and I'll let you watch."

This is when Craigslist was a thing. Donald put an ad in the personals section, MM4F, which read, "Looking for someone to do my GF for me now. Must be well endowed, DD Free, not allergic to cats, and okay with not wearing a condom."

I had a cat and had told Donald that I was allergic to condoms. I knew nothing about Craigslist or what MM4F meant. Within minutes, Donald got several responses. He wrote back and forth to a few, and within an hour, five guys showed up at my door to fuck me.

I'd told Donald that if he found someone to fuck me, I'd let him watch, but I had no idea that he'd get five men to fuck me. I barely knew Donald, and now I had five men I had never met in my house ready to fuck me: two older white men in their fifties, one younger white man in his twenties, and two black men in their late twenties or early thirties.

Until then, I never knew that men enjoyed fucking women in groups. As a matter of fact, until that night, I had never even had sex with more than one man at a time. That turned out to be the best first-date sex I had ever had.

After all five men had their way with me, more than a few times each, as Donald watched, one of the black men and one of the older white men stayed the night and gave Donald one hell of a show well into the next morning. I made sure that Donald got all the guys' contact information because I knew I'd want them all to fuck me again.

When Donald and I were alone, I asked him what he got out of seeing me have sex with other men, and he said, "I know I'm small, which is why Tina and I have an open marriage, and I just think you're beautiful, and seeing you with other men really turned me on."

I asked Donald how many other men Tina had been with, and he said he'd lost count. I asked if she ever had them wear condoms, and he said none of them ever did. I then asked him if it turned him on that the five men who gang-banged me all came in me. He said it was a total turn-on.

After the other man had left, my pussy was still very full of cum, and Donald asked me if he could go down on me. I said, "I'm all full of cum." That's when Donald told me that he was bi. To be honest, I should have known that he was bi because the first time I met Donald, he was wearing a long broomstick skirt.

I nodded, and Donald went to town between my legs. This time he was halfway decent at eating me out. It was weird having him eat my pussy after five other men had cum in it repeatedly, but it felt good. So, I let Donald have his fun. Donald didn't go home for three days, and he got more men each night he stayed with me to come over and fuck me so he could watch.

Donald and I dated for three years before we got married. In those three years, Donald got me fucked by more men than I could count. We went to swing clubs, adult bookstores, and adult theaters where I got gangbanged more often than not. And we had regulars who came to the house. Donald wasn't much of a lover himself, but he knew how to find men for me who were, and he had an uncanny ability to find men who had really big cocks.

When we got married, we wrote our own vows, and I promised in mine to always remain non-monogamous. At Donald's request, on our wedding day, I had sex with our photographer before the ceremony so that his cum was in me and Donald could see it, smell it, and taste it when he took off my garter, and we had sixteen men join us that night to consummate our marriage for us. To this day, I consider that night the best of my entire life.

When my daughter, Kayla, was thirteen, she told me she wanted to live with her dad. So, Rick drove back to Colorado to pick her up. This was the first time that Donald met Rick. Rick wasn't as comfortable around Donald as Donald was around him, but they talked, joked, and laughed.

As Tina had done when I first met her, Donald informed Rick that we had an open marriage. Donald even told Rick that if he wanted to sleep with me, he could, and he wouldn't mind. Rick said he appreciated the offer, but he was married. Rick wanted to fuck me, but he was nervous around Donald.

Kayla lived with Rick, his wife, and their son until she was seventeen. She'd started doing drugs, and I knew she needed me. So, I went to her and brought her home. Rick told me Kayla had become too much to handle, and I understood, but Kayla was my daughter, and I wasn't going to abandon her.

Kayla knew about Donald's and my relationship, and she'd seen Donald naked and understood why we had an open marriage. After she turned eighteen, Kayla even joined in the fun from time to time, and so did Silver, Donald's daughter. I hate to admit it, but there was even a time when Tina and I shared men.

Fast forward eleven years. Kayla moved back to Oklahoma and had been in an accident that put her on disability. Rick, who had been divorced for five years, notified me that Kayla had fallen and thought she might have broken her hip. Of course, I rushed to be at her side.

Before leaving for Oklahoma, knowing Rick was staying with Kayla to help her out, I asked Donald if it would turn him on if I slept with Rick when I got there. He, of course, said yes.

On the way to Kayla's, I texted Rick asking what the sleeping arrangements would be when I got there. I knew Kayla lived in a one-bedroom apartment, but I had to ask. Rick texted back that we'd figure it out.

When I arrived in Oklahoma, I was relieved to learn that Kayla hadn't broken her hip. She'd just bruised it badly. Even so, I was glad I was there.

Rick met me at the door when I got to Kayla's, and he gave me a big hug. "I'm glad you made it here safely."

I hugged Rick back. "Same here."

Kayla was sitting on the couch, and I gingerly hugged her. "I am so glad it wasn't worse."

Kayla smiled. "Yeah. Me too. But it still hurts like a bitch."

We ordered Chinese food and caught up. Rick told me he quit his job and would be with Kayla for at least the rest of the month. It was only the third. I said I was there as long as I was needed.

When Kayla said she was tired and going to bed, I asked her where I would be sleeping. She said, "I'm most comfortable in my bed. It's just a double. So, I just assumed that you and Dad would sleep together on the sofa sleeper."

I asked Rick if he was okay with that. He said that was fine. I then told Rick I needed a shower and asked if he wanted to join me. He looked toward Kayla's room.

I said, "Oh, my God, Rick. Kayla knows that Donald and I have an open marriage, and we are her mom and dad."

Kayla called out from her bedroom, "There are towels under the sink for both of you."

Rick and I undressed and stepped into the bathtub. Rick was very clinical, soaping up my shoulders, back, and rump. I reached for Rick's hands, pulled him closer to me, and put his hands on my breasts.

Rick whispered, "I miss this."

I leaned my head back. "Me too."

Rick massaged my breasts, and I stroked his cock.

Rick kissed my neck and whispered, "I'm so glad you're here."

Smiling, I replied, "I like where you are now."

I leaned forward, and Rick slid his cock into me. It felt good to have Rick in me again. Yes, we were there to help Kayla, but I felt we could help each other out, too.

Rick grasped my hips firmly and slid the length of his cock into me. "God, I've missed this."

I pushed myself back. "Remember, I'm here as long as I'm needed."

Rick moaned. "Oh, trust me. I need this. I need you. God, I've missed you."

Rick told me that he'd not had sex since he got divorced, and I said it was about time.

Rick had always been a long stroker, which I liked. Feeling the length of his cock pulled almost out of me and then pushed all the way back in felt fantastic.

Although Rick had cheated on me, I still loved him. And I admit that I thought about him often. Just like I knew Donald deserved better than Tina, I also knew that Rick deserved better than the woman he left me for.

Rick got me off long before he got off, which was nice. If nothing else, Rick was always a good lover.

After we showered, we toweled each other off and went to bed.

Lying next to Rick, I stroked his cock and cuddled with him, my head on his shoulder, his arm around me.

Rick said, "I was so stupid to leave you."

I looked at Rick. "Things happen. That was then, and this is now. Enjoy what you have."

"I don't have much. I'm staying with a buddy in an older lady's house. I'm unemployed..."

"But you have Kayla, and you have me," I said.

Rick kissed me and smiled. "There is that."

Rick said, "Donald is such a lucky man to have you in his life."

I agreed. "You have me in your life now, too," I said.

Rick shook his head. "I don't get how you can have an open marriage as you do."

I asked Rick what he meant.

"I mean, Donald's really okay with you and me sleeping together?"

I nodded. "Yes. He told you that a long time ago."

"Yeah, but really?"

I reached for my phone and FaceTimed Donald.

Donald appeared on my screen. "Hey, baby. What's up?"

I panned my phone to show that Rick and I were naked and in bed together.

Donald said, "Hey, Rick."

Rick nodded. "Hey."

I told Donald that Rick was having trouble wrapping his mind around us having an open marriage and that he was okay with me sleeping with my ex-husband.

Donald said to Rick, "I love Elaine, which is why I'm okay with her sleeping with you. I mean, you two were married, and you do have a child together. She was your wife, and as far as I'm concerned, she still is your wife as well as mine."

I looked at Rick. "See?"

I asked Donald if he wanted to see something, and he said, "Sure."

I panned my phone to my hand wrapped around Rick's erect cock.

Donald laughed. "Well, there you go, then."

I moved my phone so that Donald could see Rick's smiling face.

Donald asked, "You going to suck it?"

I smiled and asked Rick if he wanted me to, and he hesitated.

I didn't wait for an answer. I moved so that my mouth was inches away from Rick's cock, and held my phone out, asking Donald if he could see everything.

"Oh, yeah."

While looking at Donald, I licked the head of Rick's cock, and asked Donald if he liked?

"I like. I like."

I looked up at Rick. "You like?"

"I do."

I smiled at Donald and took the head of Rick's cock into my mouth. I've always enjoyed having Donald watch me when I had sex with other men, and it was fun doing it on FaceTime with Rick.

I made sure to give Rick a sloppy blow job because I knew that Donald always liked it when I did that for other men.

I wanted to give Donald a good show, so I took my time sucking Rick's cock. I also moaned a little more than I usually did, for effect, which Donald and Rick seemed to like.

I panned my phone so that Donald could see Rick's expressions from time to time, and Donald masturbated as he watched me suck Rick's cock, which I've always liked.

See? I don't have sex with other men just for my pleasure; I do it to turn Donald on, too. And seeing me suck Rick's cock definitely turned him on.

After about twenty minutes, I got up and straddled Rick, and had him hold my phone so that Donald could watch his cock slide into my pussy. Rick asked Donald, "Can you see?"

"Oh, yeah. That's good."

I slowly slid down on Rick's cock. I wanted to feel every inch, but I also wanted Donald to see it all, too.

I leaned forward, and Rick and I kissed as Donald watched me impale myself on Rick's thick cock.

I was happy Rick was willing to hold the phone so Donald didn't miss any of the action, and I knew that Donald was glad I FaceTimed him. It was fun, and I liked knowing that I could sexually please Donald even when I wasn't in the state and was in bed with another man.

I slowly raised and lowered myself on Rick's cock, and I even think he liked that I was doing it so slowly. As I did, I squeezed Rick's cock with my pussy so that I could feel him more. Rick is pretty thick, but he always felt better when I squeezed his cock inside of me.

Try as I might, I couldn't stand it anymore and began bouncing on Rick's cock. Rick dropped my phone, but I was sure Donald knew what was happening. I rode Rick hard and felt a huge orgasm brewing. When I came, my entire body shook, my toes curled, and I felt myself squirt.

Rick was still hard, and my clit was super sensitive. The pleasure I felt from Rick's cock was excruciatingly pleasurable. Although it was almost too much to bear, I rode Rick until he finally came inside me.

I found my phone and looked at Donald. "We ran into some turbulence."

Donald laughed. "I assumed that's what happened."

I asked Donald if he got off, and he said he did.

Through ragged breaths, Rick said he did, too.

Donald thanked Rick for fucking me, and Rick smiled, "Glad I could."

I thanked Rick, too.

I told Donald that Rick and I had to clean up and that I would call him in the morning. We blew each other kisses and ended the call.

Rick said, "That was wild."

I asked Rick if he'd ever been watched during sex before, and he said no. I said, "Now you have."

Rick smiled and nodded. "As I said, that was wild."

Rick and I showered again and returned to bed.

Rick's morning wood woke me up, which was nice. From behind, Rick slid his cock into me and said, "Good morning."

I smiled. "Now it is."

As he pumped his cock in and out of me, Rick massaged my breast and my clit.

He said, "Last night was awesome."

I agreed. "And so is this morning."

Rick said, "I don't understand Donald, but I'm glad he's okay with this."

I giggled. "So am I."

I told Rick about the first time I saw Donald's penis, and he asked me what made me want to marry him.

I said, "Donald may not have a big dick, but he lets me have men who do, and that makes me love him even more."

I explained to Rick that Donald always felt more loved by me when I had sex with other men, and I loved him by having sex with other men.

Rick asked, "So, you obviously didn't marry him for his dick."

I laughed. "Not even close. I love Donald most because he makes me laugh. He gets me. He accepts me for who I am, and he understands that no one man is going to be able to satisfy all of my needs."

Rick said, "I do what I can."

I smiled. "And right now, that's enough."

Rick's thrusts intensified, and I could tell he wanted to cum. I bucked my hips to match his thrusts and soon after felt his cock pulsate inside of me. I liked that I could make Rick cum, and I was sure he was happy that I wanted him to.

Rick offered to make breakfast, and I called Donald and told him that Rick had made love to me again.

"That's great. I'm glad he did that for you and us."

I got out of bed, peed, then walked into the kitchen and sat at the table.

I told Donald that Rick was making breakfast and that he was on speaker, and he said good morning to Rick. Rick said good morning back, and Donald thanked Rick for making love to me again.

Rick chuckled. "I should be thanking you."

I smiled. "I thank you both."

Kayla made her way into the kitchen, sat next to me, and asked if there was coffee. Rick poured her a cup, put it in front of her, then returned to the stove.

Donald said good morning to Kayla, and she grunted.

When Rick brought the food to the table, I told Donald we were going to eat, and I would call him later. Donald told me he loved me and told Kayla that he hoped she felt better. I told Donald that I loved him and hung up.

Kayla asked if we'd slept okay on the sleeper sofa, and I said we did more than just sleep.

Kayla smiled. "I'm glad that worked for you guys."

Rick asked Kayla if it was weird knowing that he and I were sleeping together.

Kayla shrugged. "It's not like you weren't married once."

"So, you're okay with it, then?'

Kayla rolled her eyes. "We're all adults here, and adults have sex. Yes, you're my parents, but even I know that parents have sex."

Kayla then asked Rick, "Why are you so bothered by this?"

Rick sighed. "Even though I don't know Donald that well, I respect him. And I just want to make sure that your mom and I sleeping together doesn't mess anything up."

Kayla took a bite of her eggs and said, "Look. Donald loves to see Mom have sex with other men, and the fact that you're Mom's ex makes it even hotter for him. Trust me, you sleeping with Mom makes Donald happy. So, do what feels right and don't let it get to you."

"As far as I'm concerned," Kayla said, "You're my mom and dad, and it would seem weird for you two not to want to have sex with each other."

Rick considered what Kayla said and responded, "Looking at it that way, it makes sense."

I told Rick that married or not, we'd always be Kayla's mom and dad. And he agreed.

I called Donald again and told him what we'd been talking about.

Donald impressed upon Rick that he considered him my husband, too.

"So..."

"So," Donald said, "While Elaine is there with you, treat her as if she is your wife. I'd like it if you would."

I smiled. "So would I."

Donald said he wanted me to send him pictures of me and Rick together, holding hands, kissing, being husband and wife, and I said I would.

For the next three weeks, Rick and I lived and had sex as if we were newly married, and I called Donald every day to keep him informed about Kayla and what Rick and I had been up to.

I asked Donald if he missed me, and he said he did, but he knew I loved him because I was having sex with Rick and sending him pictures and FaceTiming him when Rick and I played.

I honestly did miss Donald, and sleeping with him at night, but I also knew that Kayla needed me as much as Rick did. I had never been away from Donald this long, but we both knew I was doing the right thing.

I had boyfriends at home, and I loved them, too, but being with Rick felt different. We had been married. We had been husband and wife, legally. And we still loved each other. Yes, the sex was really, really good, but there was more than just sex with me and Rick. There was chemistry, history, and love.

My main boyfriend back in Colorado was the closest to being a husband to me other than Donald, and he and Rick were similar. They were both tall, good-looking, stockily built, and well-endowed. Rick wasn't a boyfriend, though. He was my daughter's father. The three of us were a family in every sense of the word.

We had to take Kayla to a doctor's appointment, and while we sat in the waiting room, Rick and I held hands. I got someone sitting nearby to take a picture of us with my phone, and I sent it to Donald. He texted back a happy face emoji.

I asked Rick, "It's kind of fun being husband and wife again, isn't it?"

Rick kissed me on the cheek. "I'm getting used to it."

I asked Rick if he knew what Polyamory was, and he said no.

I said, "Essentially, it means having the ability to romantically love more than one person at a time."

"Like you love Donald and me at the same time?"

I nodded. "Exactly."

"So what does that mean for us?" Rick asked.

"Well, it means that I still love you and want you in my life again."

I asked Rick if that was what he wanted, and he asked, "How would that work? I live here in Oklahoma, and you two live in Colorado."

I asked Rick again if being with me, like lovers, as husband and wife, was what he wanted or would like.

He thought, then said, "Yeah. I mean, I'd love for us to be together again, but I don't want you to divorce Donald."

I shook my head. "That's not how it works. I would sleep with you and Donald. Of course you and I would have sex, but I'd sleep with both of you and consider you both my husbands."

"But we live in different states."

I told Rick that Donald and I had talked about moving to Oklahoma, and he looked surprised. I informed Rick that Donald and I had talked about the three of us living together.

"Are you serious?" Rick asked.

"Yes."

"So you coming here is a trial run to see if you and I still click?"

"We do, don't we?"

"Yeah, but I have to ask you something."

"Okay."

Rick asked if I remembered him talking about his friend Tucker, and I said I did. Rick said, "He hasn't been with a woman in years, and I..."

"Was wondering if I would sleep with him?"

Rick nodded. "Yeah."

I smiled. "I'd love to."

"Seriously?"

"Would it make you happy if I did?"

Rick said, "He is my best friend."

On the drive to get lunch after Kayla's appointment, I asked her what she thought about Tucker.

"He's a good guy. I like him."

I asked Kayla if she thought I'd like Tucker.

"That way? I don't know. You'll have to find that out yourself."

When Tucker arrived at Kayla's apartment later that evening, I was pleasantly surprised. He was twelve years older than me, but was well-kept and tall. Rick introduced us, and Kayla waved at Tucker.

I hugged Tucker and kissed him on the lips. He smiled and said, "I'm so very glad to meet you, Elaine."

I smiled, thanked Tucker, and said, "Rick says that you're his best friend."

Tucker nodded. "Yep. We'd do anything for each other."

I told Tucker he was a good friend and asked if he'd eaten. He said he'd picked up something on the way. I said, "Then we can all relax and get to know each other."

We talked about how Rick and Tucker met, how they came to live with the older woman, when Tucker retired, and eventually things wound down, and Kayla said good night to us.

When Rick, Tucker, and I were left to ourselves, I excused myself and went into Kayla's bedroom to change. I asked her if it was okay to have Tucker over for the night, and she said it was fine and hoped we had enough room on the bed.

When I returned to the living room, I was wearing a tight nightshirt and nothing else, and I caught Tucker's eye.

"Damn! You look good!" Tucker looked at Rick. "Doesn't she?"

Rick smiled. "I told you."

I turned around to give Rick and Tucker a full view, and I could see that Tucker was getting excited.

I said, "We can make the bed out and talk."

Tucker sucked air through his teeth. "I don't see us doing much talking if we're in bed together."

I smiled. "Well, let's see what comes up."

When Tucker dropped his pants and boxers, I have to say I was impressed. I'd had some big cocks in my lifetime, but his was the biggest I'd seen. Even Rick was impressed. He'd seen Tucker's cock flaccid but never when it was erect.

Tucker called me to him and took off my nightshirt. "Well, now aren't those lovely."

"You like?" I asked.

"I do! I do!"

Tucker kissed me deeply and passionately, and he wasted no time putting his fingers in me. Tucker was aggressive if nothing else, and I hoped that when he fucked me, he would be more gentle and take his time.

Rick undressed and watched us make out. It was almost like having Donald watching me. I think it turned Rick on to see me taken by his best friend.

I never had a problem having sex with men I didn't know, but this time I felt safe knowing that Tucker was Rick's best friend.

Tucker's fingers started to make me raw. So, I got on my knees and did my best to get at least some of his thick, uncircumcised cock in my mouth. I felt Rick's cock sliding up and down my slit. I knew he would get me wet.

There I was being spit-roasted by my ex-husband and his extremely well-hung friend. Rick had never shared me before. So, I believed I was seeing a part of him that may never have existed before, or a part of him I never knew. Either way, it was good to know he didn't mind sharing me with other men.

I asked Rick to get my phone and hand it to me. I FaceTimed Donald and leaned my phone against the lamp near us. I heard Donald's voice. "Oh, this looks good."

Donald could see me doing my best for Tucker. I told Donald, "This is Tucker, Rick's best friend."

Donald smiled. "Do him good, baby. That's a lot of cock."

I licked, kissed, and sucked Tucker's huge cock the best I could, and he seemed pleased. Rick did his best to get me to orgasm. I cared most about Rick stretching me enough so that I could take Tucker. I knew that Tucker would be aggressive and fuck me hard and deep, and I wanted to be ready for it.

When Rick came in me, Tucker told me to get on the bed. I lay on my back, and Tucker got between my legs. I looked at Rick and asked him to hold the phone so that Donald could watch.

Tucker kissed me passionately as he put the head of his monster cock to my vaginal entrance. He held my hands in place and pushed his cock into me. It felt like he was fisting me. It was the perfect mixture of pleasure and pain.

Tucker was Rick's best friend, and I wanted to be the best he'd ever had. He was definitely the biggest I'd ever had. When the head of Tucker's cock popped into me, it was a feeling like no other. I had been stretched to the point I thought Tucker was going to tear me open. All I had to do now was take the length of his cock.

Once he had the head of his cock in me, Tucker brutally thrust the length of his cock into me. I knew he would. Tucker was like a crazed animal. He fucked me so hard that I think I lost consciousness more than once. Even when I squirted, Tucker remained a piston inside of me. When he came, Tucker shoved his cock into me as hard as he could, and I know I lost consciousness then.

When I opened my eyes, Tucker was on his knees, his hands on his thighs, his huge cock still fully inside of me. "You are one hot bitch, you know that?"

I tried to speak, but nothing came out.

Rick held my phone to me, and Donald asked if I was okay. I nodded, my hair plastered to my face. Tucker assured Donald, "She'll be okay."

I smiled and told Donald that I loved him.

Donald smiled. "I can tell."

Tucker took my phone from Rick and turned the screen to his cock and my swollen pussy. Then Tucker slowly pulled his still erect cock almost out of me and slowly slid it all the way back in. He asked Donald, "You like seeing that?"

Donald nodded, "Oh, yeah." Then Donald thanked Tucker for fucking me so good.

Tucker told Donald, "It's the only way I know how."

When Tucker pulled his cock out of me, I felt an emptiness throughout my entire body. No one had ever fucked me as hard or as thoroughly as Tucker had. Because Tucker had fucked me so well, Rick's cock felt almost as big as Tucker's when he slid it into me.

Tucker held my phone and faced it toward me and Rick so that Donald could watch Rick fuck me, and I thanked him. Tucker smiled. "Just until I fuck you again."

Rick, of course, was more gentle while he fucked me, which I appreciated, but I also longed to be fucked by Tucker again. I wanted Donald to feel loved by me, and I believed he felt most loved by me when he saw Tucker ruthlessly fuck me senseless.

I asked Rick if he was happy, and he said, "Seeing you fucked like that was so hot."

I could hear the sloppy sound coming from between my legs as Rick fucked me. I said, "Tucker came a lot."

Rick smiled. "And your pussy feels so good, all full of cum."

Rick admitted that he'd never had sloppy seconds, but he liked it. I told him that Donald always loved going down on me after other guys came in me, and Rick said he could understand why.

Rick kissed me as he slid his cock in and out of me and told me he loved me. I told him that I loved him, too, and thanked him for asking Tucker to fuck me. Rick said that he thought Tucker liked fucking me. I nodded and told Rick that I liked being fucked by him, too.

After Rick came in me, Tucker got between my legs again. He smiled and told me that Rick and Donald were very lucky men. I told him I was the lucky one. As before, Tucker pounded his cock into me furiously. He held my knees to my chest, and my eyes rolled to the back of my head.

When I could, I looked over at Rick, who was masturbating and holding my phone so that Donald could watch me get fucked by Tucker again. Rick didn't have to do that, but I felt very loved by him for doing so.

It might seem strange, but I felt very loved by Donald every time Tucker pounded his cock into me. It may have been Tucker's cock in me, but it was Donald's love for me that made it possible.

Tucker kissed me, and our tongues danced. I felt electrical currents throughout my body as Tucker vigorously filled my entire vagina. I yelled, "Oh, Donald. I love you so much right now!"

"And I love you, babydoll," I heard Donald reply.

Tucker asked me, "Donald really does love you, doesn't he?"

I nodded. "And I love him."

Tucker smiled. "And I love your tight little pussy."

I moaned. "And I love your huge fucking cock."

Rick fucked me again after Tucker, and once he was spent, we lay in bed. I looked at Donald. "Enjoy the show?"

"Oh, yeah."

I told Donald that I loved him again, and he said he loved me. Then Donald asked me if I had fun. I looked at Rick, then at Tucker. "Oh, I think we all did."

I told Donald I would call him in the morning, and he blew me a kiss. I blew one back and hung up.

Rick was on my right, Tucker was on my left, and I was stroking them. I thanked them both, and they thanked me. Tucker told me that he wanted more, and I said I did, too.

I got up to pee, then returned to bed, got between Rick and Tucker, and started sucking them. Tucker asked Rick, "And you divorced this woman?"

"I was young and stupid."

Tucker laughed. "You got that right."

Tucker said, "I think it's great that your husband liked watching you get fucked."

I smiled. "It's how we love each other."

"And that's the way it should be," Tucker said as he put my hair behind my ear.

"I used to share my wife years ago, and we both loved it."

"She led a charmed life," I said.

"No one ever had as big a cock as mine," Tucker said. "But I loved seeing her ravished and cumming on other men's cocks."

I nodded. "Donald likes seeing me do that, too."

Tucker reminisced. "I remember the first time my wife had sex with another man. She was so nervous because he was a close friend who was also married. Back then, the stigma of a married woman sleeping with any man other than her husband was a big thing. Yet, she let it happen, and afterward she knew we could never go back to the way things had been."

Tucker continued, "That first time changed Marie. She felt more attractive. She felt more alive knowing that she could have sex with other men. That close friend became a much closer friend, and we found other men to fuck Marie, which she truly loved. And you remind me so much of her."

Tucker asked me to ride him. So, I straddled him and slowly lowered myself on his enormous cock. Somehow it felt thicker and longer this time. Rick got up and stood in front of me and let me suck him as I rode Tucker's cock. I've always loved sucking cock while I got fucked, and Tucker's cock made it feel even better.

I heard Kayla's door open. I couldn't see her, but I was sure she saw us. And I knew that Rick and Tucker saw Kayla, too. I wondered what that would do to Rick, but surprisingly, he stayed hard, and it seemed that Kayla seeing us had no effect on him, at least physically.

A couple of minutes later, I heard the toilet flush and Kayla's door close.

Tucker looked toward Kayla's door, then said to Rick, "She's a grown woman, and I'm sure she expected this to happen."

Rick replied, "It doesn't make it any less awkward, though."

Tucker smiled. "She'll get over it." Then Tucker asked Rick to fuck my ass.

Tucker's cock filled me completely, and I wasn't sure I'd be able to handle having Tucker and Rick in me at the same time. Rick got behind me and pressed his cock to my ass hole. He spit on his cock and wiped some of my juices from my pussy and rubbed it on his cock. Then I felt him entering me.

"Go slow," I said to Rick.

Tucker smiled. "You can take it."

I grit my teeth as Rick pushed his cock into my ass. I'd never felt so full. I couldn't believe Rick and Tucker were both in me. It was euphoric. I was laughing and crying simultaneously. Having Rick and Tucker in me rivaled my wedding night.

I can't even describe what it felt like to have Rick's and Tucker's cocks sliding in and out of me in unison. What I can say is that it felt magical. I'd entered a realm of pure bliss. I continued laughing and crying. I was sure that Rick and Tucker were confused by my emotions, but so was I.

Rick was moaning more than he usually did. I assumed it was because of the feeling of my pussy combined with the feeling of his cock rubbing against Tucker's. Tucker sucked and kissed my nipples and massaged my breasts as his and Rick's cocks danced inside of me. I came harder than ever before and collapsed onto Tucker. Eventually, Tucker and Rick came inside of me, and we all lay together side by side again.

I awoke to moans and grunts emanating from Kayla's bedroom. Rick and I were alone, so I knew that Tucker had decided to give Kayla his cock. I got out of bed and found that Kayla's bedroom door wasn't totally closed. I peeked in. Tucker was on top of Kayla, her legs wide open.

I was pleased to see that Tucker cared enough about Kayla that he wasn't pounding her the way he had when he fucked me. He slid his cock in and out of Kayla gently, and even asked her if she was okay. Kayla smiled. "I am now."

I rubbed my clit as I watched Tucker's cock disappear and reappear from Kayla's pussy. She put her arms around his neck, and they kissed. I knew what Kayla was feeling, and I was glad that Tucker had decided to share what he had with her.

Rick walked up behind me, and I held a finger to my lips. Rick peeked into Kayla's room for about a minute, then went to the bathroom. When he came out, Rick and I went to the kitchen to get coffee. Rick said, "I didn't know that would happen."

I asked, "Are you mad?"

"Are you?"

I shook my head. "He's a damn good lover. And she deserves a good fucking, too."

Rick poured himself a cup of coffee. "I didn't expect any of this."

"Neither did I," I said, grabbing a cup.

Kayla had been divorced for two years by this time, and from what she told me, she hadn't had sex since before her divorce. I figured she was a grown woman, and she needed Tucker as much as I had.

Tucker joined us in the kitchen. "Good morning, Y'all."

I turned. "Good morning."

Rick didn't say anything.

Shortly afterward, Kayla joined us, wearing panties and a cropped T-shirt, the crotch of her panties moist. She got a cup of coffee and sat at the dining room table with us.

"You good?" I asked.

Kayla smiled and nodded.

Kayla looked at Rick. "You okay?"

Rick nodded and sipped his coffee.

Kayla put her hand on Rick's. "Hey. It's all good."

Rick nodded again.

Eventually, Rick said, "No. This isn't awkward."

Kayla grinned. "Tucker is your best friend, and I think he's my best friend now, too."

Nervously, Rick said, "I've just never seen you like that before."

"You watched?" Kayla asked.

"No," Rick said sheepishly. "I just happened to see."

Kayla chuckled. "It's okay if you did. I saw you, Mom, and Tucker."

"You weren't supposed to see that," Rick told Kayla.

"But I did, and it's okay."

I noticed Tucker's hand was on Kayla's thigh. When she saw that I noticed, Kayla smiled. Kayla and I had shared men, and I was happy that Tucker had shared himself with us.

Rick kept staring at Kayla's erect nipples. I could tell that seeing her with Tucker did it for him. When Kayla put her arms up and yawned, revealing her breasts, I could see Rick's cock stiffen in his boxers.

Tucker turned to Rick. "I hope you're not mad at me."

"Kayla's my daughter."

"And a beautiful woman at that," Tucker replied.

"Dad," Kayla said. "He's your best friend. Why are you so freaked out?"

Rick shook his head. "It's just that this is all new to me."

Kayla pulled Tucker's hand closer to her pussy and said, "You better get used to it."

I got up, stepped outside, called Donald, and told him what had happened.

"Holy shit! How did Rick react?"

"He's a bit freaked out."

"I bet, but hopefully he'll get over it."

When I walked back into the apartment, I noticed that Kayla had taken her shirt off. Rick jumped up from the table, his erect cock sticking out proudly. He grabbed my wrist and led me to Kayla's bedroom, saying, "I'm so fucking horny right now!"