The first time he slid his finger into my mouth while thrusting, I nearly came untouched. Wishing it was more than just a finger.. I sucked it greedily ..the idea of an another man in the room with us—it made me explode me as he fucked me harder, deeper. My moans vibrated around him. He watched, eyes dark and fixed, and when he came, it was with a ragged groan that seemed ripped from his chest.

We kept doing it each time we fucked and it was becoming obvious that we both enjoyed it!

We talked about it , tangled in sweat-damp sheets. "You look... possessed," he said, thumb tracing my lower lip. "Like you were starving to suck."

I was.

The threesome fantasy had lived in our heads for years—a dusty relic from drunken college sex parties and threesomes with exes. We’d both been the "third" before marriage, but never together. He loved the idea of seeing me suck another guy off while he fucked me.

It lived in our fantasies …till

Our trip to a city we knew we would never go to again… plenty of drinks, a swingers club, a random stranger .Tall, broad-shouldered, handsome and friendly all night and didn’t flinch when my husband said, "She likes it in her mouth when she’s close."

He just smiled and started rubbing my leg at the bar…

Later, in a dimly lit room, I knelt between them. My husband’s cock filled me from behind, his palm flat on my back, pressing me down. The stranger’s fingers—thicker, rougher than my husband’s—pressed against my lips.

I opened. Sucked…

It was different. Foreign. My husband’s thrusts turned punishing, claiming. The stranger fed me his fingers slowly, watching my lips work around them. When he swapped fingers for his cock, I didn’t hesitate.

My husband’s hand fisted in my hair. "Look at her," . "Look how fucking hungry she is."

The stranger’s cock filled my mouth. I sucked harder.

It was raw , dirty, slutty, I loved it!

My husband came first, his hips slamming into me, fingers digging bruises into my hips. The stranger followed, warm cum down my lips and tongue and let my hubby watch me lick a strangers cum off my lips.

Afterward, sticky and spent between them, the stranger traced my jaw. "You weren’t lying," he said to my husband. She loved it!

My husband just kissed my temple, possessive.

The hunger has only grown since then and our marriage has never been hotter!