I was more reluctant than I let on, but didn't want to spoil my husband's fun. I had come a long way supressing my inhibitions, but wasn't really prepared for all of this. There was so much going on.
Once again, uncertainty crept in. I felt unsure about how to proceed. My husband and Gerry stood off to the side of the couch dividing the living and bedroom area of our suite. I was seated there as Gabe faced me with his huge club of a dick in my mouth while my husband watched me blowing him. Gabe said, “I’m ready to fuck’er if it’s O.K. with you”. It didn’t bother me to be treated like a “sex object”. After all, It was my idea to “get wild”. I was pretty hammered at the time, and couldn't sort things out fast enough anyway. I just went along instead of trying to control things.
When my husband gave the go-ahead, Gabe pulled me to standing position, then lowered me to my knees on the couch. He spread the lips of my cunt with two fingers and slid the big, dark purple head of his cock into my cunt. I remember the boys kind of chuckled when I said, "Sart soely, please Gabe". I'd had plenty to drink and my speech was a little slurred.
Gabe said in a low voice, "Don't you worry about a thing, honey". I remember thinking is was kind of weird that he called me “Honey”. That was my husband’s pet name for me. Thinking Gabe had stepping over a boundry calling me "Honey" seems obsurd now, given that he had his dick inside me; must have been the alcohol.
My husband said to Gerry, "Looks like you're ready to try deep-throating again" I hadn't really deep-throated Gerry earlier, his cock was pretty soft at that time. I was holding on to the back of the couch (being fucked from behind) as he moved directly in front of me. I reached around and pulled him toward me. Once I pushed his cock down my throat, he got the idea. Gerry had already cum earlier, but was hard again now. He shoved it all the way in and fucked my throat, my face pressing against his abdomen with each stroke. I remember feeling kind of "pinned" between the two of them. Every once in a while, I had to raise my hand to hold Gerry back while I took a breath. I was surprised that his dick was no easier to deep throat than my husband's. My husband's is so long that once it's in, it's in. Gerry's felt like I had to re-swallow it every time he shoved it in. My cunt was wet, and Gabe’s cock felt extremely good. At some point I noticed the slapping sound agains my ass as we fucked. Again, I was pretty drunk, and didn't even know he'd worked it all the way in . . . there was so much going on. As he fucked me, I got kind of lost in all of it. My inhibitions faded.
I went on like this for who knows how long. My cunt was so wet, I thought for a moment that Gabe had cum in me, but didn't stop to ask. My husband walked around behind me and put a big gob of vaseline on my ass. Gabe worked his finger into my ass (which felt like it was almost the size of Gerry's dick).
My husband slid under me as I felt Gabe's dick slip out of my cunt. With all the distractions, I hadn’t been able to concentrate completely on the fucking, though I became more aware of how good Gabe’s cock really felt when he took it out. I started to get in the groove, finally, as I slid down on my husband's cock. The familiarity of his cock inside made me feel more relaxed. "Man, your cunt is wet, hon! You really worked her up good, Gabe."
I thought that would be a good time to ask, “Did you cum in me Gabe?” “No, I ain’t cum at all yet, baby”, Gabe said. He walked over to table and picked up the jar of vaseline, removed the lid, stuck his thing right into it (the head of his dick looked almost as big as the mouth of the jar). He scooped out a big blob, and spread a thick coating all the way up his penis. Then he walked back around me and dropped his cock onto my ass. It even felt heavy.
I took Gerry’s cock out of my mouth and rubbed it on my face and neck while I took a few deep breaths. Gabe rubbed the big, dark purple head of his cock up and down and around my asshole. I broke my concentration on Gabe to run up and down my husband’s dick a few times. It felt SO good! Gabe put his big hands on my butt and rubbed the underside of his cock up the crack of my ass. Then he pressed the head of it against my asshole. I thought it would be better to have Gerry back there, but didn’t know if my husband would be disappointed if I said no. I knew I could open up enough to get Gabe’s cock up my butt. Sticking that foot-long dick up my ass, like he had my cunt, was another story.
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