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Unveiling Taboos: The First Experience of Sharing My Wife

The first time I shared my wife we were all drunk. Not a bad drunk, but just enough to say and try things we had only thought of privately.

By Chahat KaurPublished about a year ago 4 min read
Unveiling Taboos: The First Experience of Sharing My Wife
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We were at our (My wife and I) and the friend came over as he had so many times before. We had a few drinks, and we were joking around. We had done the same almost every time. He and I began telling "dirty stories" to each other, and my wife was sitting there listening to all of them. We drank a bit more, and the jokes kept getting more and more sexual. My wife acted like she enjoyed listening, and even chimed in with some she had heard.

Photo by Galina Kondratenko on UnsplashShe got up and went to the bathroom because the alcohol made her urinate more frequently. As she was leaving, we noticed that her dress had risen and caught her in her panties when she sat down the time before. She was wearing some yellow ones that were completely sheer. It was as if her skin had a yellow tint to it. NOTHING was hidden. He remarked that she had a beautiful ass and that he would like to see her naked.

He had, by accident, seen her in just her panties and bra one time when he came over and she had been taking a shower. THAT time she had been wearing see-through white panties, which were even more revealing, AND a see-through, matching bra. He was sitting on our sofa, where he could see down the hall to the door of the Master Bedroom. The bathroom door was 2 doors from the bedroom, and her housecoat was in the washing machine. She saw him and went into the bedroom dressed, and came back. He complimented her only, and nothing more was ever said.

She rejoined us and I told her the condition of her dress. She stood up and it was still caught. Because she was much smaller than either of us, she felt the drinks MUCH more than either of us. She pulled her panties off put them on the coffee table, and sat down again. The friend, made the comment that he figured them to still be warm, and she came over and handed them to him, asking, "Are they?" He held them to his nose and told her no, but they carried her scent.

As I said before, we were all drunk, but SHE was more so than us. She stood next to him and lifted the hem of her dress, exposing herself from the waist down. She told him to smell the panties, then to smell her and see if he could tell the difference. He did and told her they were almost the same. Then she told him to lick the panties and then to lick her, and see if there was any difference in them. I was sitting there enjoying the banter, and wanting to see how far it would go.

I had always enjoyed watching her at a beach, or other swimming area, because she wore tiny bikinis, and had a beautiful shape, and face. She enjoyed the attention she always received.

The friend commented that she had shown him everything important, so why didn't she go ahead and take the rest of her clothes off? She looked at me as if to ask my permission, and I told her that it was completely up to her.

She shrugged her shoulders and reached back, unzipping her dress, and letting it fall to the floor, and then unfastening her bra and taking it off as well. She looked at me, first, and asked if she could model for him. I gave her the "go ahead" and she turned completely around several times, put one foot on a chair and displayed her vaginal area, and then turned her back to him and bent over, holding her cheeks open to fully display everything to him. We were all laughing.

She sat there and we drank a bit more. By now, she was showing the effects in her eyes. She was making suggestions to both of us and when asked, suggested that the friend stay the night at our house, because he was too drunk to drive the distance to get home. We had 2 extra bedrooms so it wasn't any problem. We showed him which bedroom he was going to be in, and my wife got him towels so he could take a shower if he wanted. I had showered, as had she, before he arrived.

He went into the bathroom and was in for a fairly long time, and I was locking the doors for the night. She had gone toward the bedroom. About 5 to 10 minutes later, I went back and there was no one in the bedroom. I looked in the bedroom we had given him, and it was empty, also. I heard water running and figured she might have decided to take another shower. I looked in and the water was running in the sink, but the bathroom was empty.

I went to the last bedroom, and eureka!!! They were in there, both naked, and she was laying on her back, legs wide open, and he had a stiffy, aimed to go in for the kill. I was standing there watching as our friend and my wife, unaware of me, made love, and he popped twice inside of her, with her encouraging him to "fuck me harder, cum inside of me, and fuck me all you can." After they had parted, I had to admit, I had enjoyed watching him fuck her so well, and please her so much. I gave them towels to clean up with, and we went back to the living room. There I asked if they had enjoyed having each other. They both stated, with enthusiasm, that it had been fun. She also asked me if I would fuck her to make it even. I did, while HE watched us. We repeated several times.

I asked her a day or two later if she remembered what they had done. She said that "Friend" had fucked her several times, and made her cum several times each time. Then I asked if there were more of our friends that she was curious about. She named several. Over time we invited them over and she satisfied her curiosity about them.

Since that day, she has been willingly shared by many friends and even some strangers who are interested in her. We both love it.

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