Our First Quintet
My wife and I had just been married for a little over a year,
and she had been thumbing through my old address book from
my bachelor days. After quite a few "Who was she? What
was she like? Was she pretty?", and related questions,
I thought we should discuss it a bit further. Now, I knew
that she had had a few lesbian encounters during her years
growing up, and had loved them. So, cautiously, I asked
the dreaded question: "If I were able to contact an
old girlfriend, would you want to try a threesome?"
I anticipated a "no", since we had been married
for such a short time. But, to my surprise (and pulse rate)
she said that she would be willing. But who did I still know?
Well, I had been a bit of an active bachelor prior to becoming
her husband, and most of my girlfriends had been bisexual
(as I've found most women to be; the rest that deny it
are like the ones that say that don't masturbate...so
one can guess the honesty that is being admitted to). Anyway,
I got a hold of 3 girls who were still unattached, and after
explaing the situation, they all agreed; considering
all three had been together with me before numerous times.
SO...I set a date, they all showed up. The champagne flowed,
clothes were tossed with abandon, and my wife was having
various parts of her body sensuously caressed and licked
by three mouths and six hands. I was just enjoying watching
her enjoying...and having a blast. She fit into it like
she had been doing it all her life, and had known these women
intimately for ages. The night went on for a week-end, but
Sunday night came and we didn't anymore; they all had
to go back to their lives, and we had ours. But we still talk
about that time, and she uses it as her ultimate masturbatory
fantasy; and has for 9 years. We've had three-somes
since, even a four-some or two (all with other women...my
wife finds no use for a guy other than myself; the thought
of sex with someone of the male pursuasion (with my exception,
of course) makes her ill. That's fine with me, as I feel
the same, to the 1000th power. But we both love women, and
plan to keep loving them emotionally, physically, and
every other way until we're in the ground.
So, that's it; and for those who find Penthouse Letters
to be absolute bullshit (myself included...), this was
definitely no Penthouse Letter. Write to us sometime,
and if we get together, we'll relive a fond memory!
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