She's My Wife, His Wife. I'm His Wife, Her Wife. Our Husband.

I had a crazy night with a coworker friend. We bar hoped, ate very little, I fell half out on her bed in her apartment. She undressed me, left me with only my panties on, she stripped down to her panties and got in bed with me. She put her arm around me, got up on my chest and started sucking hard on my nipple. Her hand reached done rubbing my crotch, harder, rubbing her middle finger up and down my slit. She moved her head down to my crotch, pushed my panties down until I kicked them off and she ate me until I orgasmed, trembling uncontrollably. Then she kissed me on the lips and declared that she was in love with me.

I kept it from my boyfriend, I had two lives. My regular life, work, boyfriend, normal. And my dark life, sex with my coworker, dildos, vibrators, anal plugs, cunnilingus, insatiable cunnilingus. Insatiable sex with her. My tits ached for her to grope them, suck them, just stare at them. Opening her legs, opening her pussy and burying my face in her, I had to make her reach orgasm.

On my birthday, we went to a Mexican restaurant with several friends. My lesbian girlfriend kissed me, a full on lesbian kiss, with her hand on my breast. A coming out kiss, she said Happy Birthday, and declared her love for me in front of everyone. I mumbled that I loved her too. My boyfriend confronted me. Back at my apartment he fucked me over my dining table, he declared that was his pussy, holding my neck in his hand he stated he wasn't putting up with that shit, and he was going to knock me up.

He stood over me while I flushed my birth control down the toilet. He told me we were getting married that week, and I'd better get pregnant, fast. I told my girlfriend, she took it badly. After I was married, and pregnant, she asked my husband to knock her up. Just do it, no mercy, fuck her pregnant.

My life has two spouses, my husband and my wife. My wife did get pregnant, after her baby was born she moved in. My room, I share with her. Sort of a woman's quarters, and nursery for the children. My husband has his room and man den. It works because the women are his, he knows, we know it. His pussy. His children. His house. His wives.