What An Asshole!

For 4 or 5 years during our marriage my husband has been practically pleading with me to have a 3some with another man and him. My answer was always the same…NO! I’ve known too many couples who eventually ruined their lives by swinging or having an open marriage, I was not about to do it. It didn’t stop him from trying and coaxing and pressuring me to do it. Over time, I guess I simply got tired of him constantly bringing it up, especially during sex. I thought about it many negatives vs the only positive I could think of, making him happy and getting him to shut up, and after having him pretending that someone was fucking me from behind while I gave him head, I decided I’d had enough.

I told him I’d consider it if I got to pick the other guy. He agreed and asked me who I wanted it to be but I said I needed to think about it. But once I decided, that’s who it had to be or it would be no one. If they refused, it would be no one. He agreed but insisted that it couldn’t be someone totally unattainable like a movie star or someone famous. It had to either be someone we knew, or a stranger in a club or something like that. I agreed and he let it drop for a couple of days, but then wanted to know if I’d decided. I had thought about nothing else, trying to choose between someone I actually found attractive, and someone so shocking to him that he’d flat refuse and drop it. I decided on the latter.

After a week of thinking it through, I made my decision. That night, during sex, I told him I had picked someone. He asked me who and after teasing him a bit, I told him “Your brother, Carl.” He looked at me with a shocked look on his face because he knew I didn’t really like Carl. But, to my surprise, he eagerly agreed saying Carl had talked about wanting to fuck me since we got married. I now regretted my choice because Carl is 12 years older than me, he’s not fat, but isn’t in the shape I prefer, and he’s just not exactly good looking. But I had set the rules and now I had no choice other than to hope either Carl or my husband would back out.

The night came a couple of weeks later and Carl came over and we all had some drinks, I had several because that was the only way I knew I could get through it. Eventually, we moved into the bedroom and I undressed and climbed in the bed, my husband and Carl lay down on either side of me. My husband kept looking at Carl and asked him what he thought of my body, he was rubbing my breasts and went on and on about how sexy I was. He leaned over to kiss me but I turned and asked “Are you SURE you want to do this?” My husband didn’t hesitate before saying “absolutely!”

Carl then kissed me and slid his hands to my pussy and began playing with it. While I didn’t like kissing him, I have to admit it felt good. My husband was sucking on my breasts and then turned my face so he could kiss me. When he did, Carl slid down and began to go down on me. I was surprised by how turned on I was getting and it didn’t take long for me to cum. When I did, he crawled up and wanted me to give him head, so I did while my hubby went down on me giving me another orgasm. A few minutes later, Carl climbed between my legs and pushed his cock against my pussy. It was a bit larger than my husbands, but not a lot, and felt wonderful as he entered me. For the next hour or so, they both fucked me twice and I found it was the most incredible sex I’d ever had!

After it was over, Carl left and we went to sleep. The next morning my husband questioned me about it and asked if I wanted to do it again? I guess I said yes too quickly because he instantly got upset and accused me of preferring Carl over him. No matter what I said, he wouldn’t believe me and called me a slut and whore! I went to my mothers for the day thinking he’d calm down but when I got home he was still upset. I reminded him of the badgering he did to convince me to do that and explained I chose Carl because I thought he’d say no to allowing his brother to fuck his wife! It didn’t matter and over the next several days we did nothing but fight. I eventually moved back home and we divorced.

Like I said WHAT AN ASSHOLE!