Savannah’s first time

Savannah’s first time I awoke from an intense sexual dream, the second time in less than a week. Sex dreams weren’t abnormal for me at all, but these dreams didn’t include my husband Jason, but friends of his and that was new. I slide my hand to my crotch and found that I was absolutely soaked. I reached for my husband but found he had already gotten up. Frustrated that I couldn’t satisfy my urge with his cock I went for the next best thing, my vibrating wand. At first I worried that my kids might hear the constant hum of the vibrator but all too quickly my cares faded away as the first orgasm overtook my inhibitions. My thoughts were of the dream, kind of hazy but it was clearly Jason’s best friend, Hicks. I lost track of time and the count of orgasms, they almost rolled into each other, the next more powerful than the last. I opened my eyes and was surprised to see Jason standing, watching me. I had been completely oblivious, never heard him enter the room, I wondered how long he had been watching. He must have gone to the gym or a bike ride as he was in workout clothes and still sweaty. One hand was stroking his hard-on which was visible through his shorts. “Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to join me” I quipped, feigning slight anger in a poor attempt at covering my slight embarrassment. “I will, but first, I want to hear what you were fantasizing about” Jason stated and didn’t budge from his spot, staring straight into my soul, it felt like he was reading my mind. “Just thinking of your hard cock baby” I lied. “Ha!” he chuckled. “Since when was my name, Hicks”? Jason stated. My mind was racing, how the hell did he know? “You mentioned his name several times in the short time I was watching you babe, so care to tell me what you were really thinking about?” I tried to remember talking, speaking or anything but I couldn’t. All I could recall was how powerful my orgasms were while fantasizing about my husband’s best friend. Had I really mentioned his name aloud? My mouth didn’t work, my brain was paralyzed, I couldn’t think of what to say. Just then, I realized that my wand was still between my legs and I hadn’t turned it off. I was feeling the beginnings of another orgasm building as my husband was standing in front of me with an erection asking about a fantasy I had been thinking of that didn’t include him. He was enjoying this I realized. I finally found my words and told him the truth. I told him about my dream and how wet I was when I woke, how I looked for him but he was gone. Jason crawled into bed, took control of my wand and teased me. He then proceeded to tell me how hot it was to find me getting off to the idea of being with someone else. I didn’t think I could get wetter but I did. Jason noticed too and commented that he had never felt my pussy like this before. Over the next hour Jason proceeded to tease me, constantly edging me, bringing me to the brink of an orgasm then stopped. All the time whispering in my ear about how much I wanted a second cock. When he finally let me cum, I was screaming, begging him to let me fuck another guy. I came like I had never cum before, the rolling orgasm hit every part of my body and seemed like it lasted for minuets. When I finally came to, came back to my senses, realizing what I had said, what fantasies my husband had embedded in my head, I was conflicted. Ever since we had met, I hadn’t craved another person but here I was begging my husband to let me fuck another guy. Who had I become, who had my husband allowed me to become? Over the next couple of months Jason formulated a plan to create his, my, our fantasy. Would I actually go through with it? Jason had bet me I wouldn’t. I knew he was playing reverse psychology on me but he also knew with my competitiveness, that it would work. One Saturday morning, my cycle had just ended and I was beyond horny. Jason handed me his Victoria Secret’s credit card and told me to have fun. That he had invited his best friend, Hicks, over for dinner and drinks and…

We had already gone through a couple of bottles of Bordeaux wine and were working on a joint when Jason feigned anger with me. Telling his friend how much I had spent shopping during the day. I knew then it was on me to go through with the plan or not. Just thinking about being pleasured by my husband and his sexy friend had me already soaked. I decided to just go for it. I pleaded with Jason and made my case to Hicks that most of the items I bought were really for him and he shouldn’t be mad. Jason pleaded ignorance, “how is you buying clothes something for me?” he exclaimed. Trying to find my voice, knowing this was a point of no return. “Well honey, most of it is from Victoria Secrets, so I would think you would enjoy it, I guess I could return them if you want”. “It’s just going to end up on the floor”, Jason replied. Damn, if I didn’t know he was acting I would almost believe him. Hicks being the great guy he is sided with me, telling Jason to relax, that having a beautiful wife willing to dress up for her husband is a great thing, much better than having a cold fish of wife who rarely wanted sex. “Thank you Hicks”, I said warmly, making sure to make eye contact and putting my hand on his thigh innocently. “Tell you what, I will model some of the outfits for both of you and if you don’t like them, I promise to return them” I heard the words coming out of my mouth, but did I really say them out loud? To me, there seemed to be a pause that lasted a century when in actuality Jason told me the next day that Hicks had responded almost instantly in agreement. Jason appeared to reluctantly agree but I knew he was as excited as I was. I took my glass of wine, got up and told the boys I would be back shortly.

I had purchased several different items, not knowing exactly what would turn Hicks on the most. Turns out, I only needed one outfit. I walked out of the bedroom in a matching green set and immediately I saw a rise growing from Hick’s crotch and his jaw dropped. Jason spoke first, “okay, this one is not too bad”. Hick’s came to my defense, “not too bad?!, You are crazy Jason, it looks amazing on her, a definite keeper I would say!” very enthusiastically. I locked eyes with Hicks and just went for it. I stood right in front of him and thanked him for his complement.

“Maybe I can say thank you another way sweetie” I told Hicks. He shifted a little, maybe nervous, not sure what to do but Jason helped out by stating out loud “I am sure he would love a BJ from you babe, I know he always complains that Ashley never does it for him anymore”. Before anyone had time to change their minds, Hick’s had his hard dick out and I was bent over sucking on my first cock since I had met Jason. I knew Jason had his phone out and was taking photos and I could feel myself getting absolutely soaked. When Jason finally put the camera down and slid my panties down, I was drenched. Jason entered me while I was bent over sucking on his best friend’s dick. I will never forget that feeling, the first time having two cocks, thinking about it now still gets me horny. That was an amazing night and one we have since recreated several time since.

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