My husband is an alcoholic. I love him but he makes life difficult and he's never there for me. I'm aways taking care of him. Every so often he has his friends over and it always ends the same way. With most of the gone and my husband passed out and me trying to get him to bed. Right around last Christmas his friends Ted and John stayed and helped me gt him to bed. Then we sipped drinks and talked for a couple of ours.

They became very close friends always staying behind to help me out, offer their support or simply a shoulder to cry on.

Early this past summer my husband was drunk and getting violent. They stuck around until he was passed out and got him to bed. I was upset and the two of them joined me on my couch in a group hug. While we were hugging my mouth found John's. Our deep kiss was wonderful then kissing Ted the same way just as special.

The three of us made love right there on the couch. Me between two beautiful caring men. Tasting them, feeling their love, their desire for me. Giving them pleasure was the most pleasurable thing in my life. I made love to their cocks with my mouth. They did the same to me. One inside me while the enjoyed my mouth, two in my mouth at once, each in a hand, me making them squirm and cry out. Them making me cry out when they brought me to orgasm. Taking one's cum in my mouth to be savored, the other making me feel like a woman erupting inside me.

We talked after. I thanked them both for what they had done for me and begged them not to feel guilt. Our love making just too perfect for negative feelings.

These amazing men still help me and hold me and and now make love to me often. Always the three of us. Always. Always I'll love them.