One Cock, Two Cock, Three Cock, More: When My Husband Got Me Gangbanged. A Sexy Wife's MILF Gangbang Experience

One Cock, Two Cock, Three Cock, More: When My Husband Got Me Gangbanged
A Sexy Wife’s MILF Gangbang Experience

I had no idea why I fantasized so much about rough sex with a group of men who would use me any way they wanted. When my husband caught me masturbating to a gangbang video, I was dreadfully embarrassed and he was sweet and even said we could try it sometime if I wanted. I told him that would be great but I didn’t actually think he’d arrange it! Boy was I in for a surprise when date night turned into rough deepthroat, first anal sex, and double penetration night!

Warning: This ebook contains very explicit descriptions of sexual activity and includes very rough sex, MILF sex, group sex, very rough deepthroat, reluctant semen swallowing, reluctant first anal sex, gangbang sex, double penetration, and more. Only mature adults who won’t find that offensive should read this story.

Here is a peek:

Softly, and a little afraid of the answer, I asked, “Did you see what I was watching?”
He chuckled. “It was porn. What else is someone going to watch to masturbate?” He chuckled again and said, “Well, I guess you could watch a chick flick.” I punched his arm and he said, “Okay! You were watching a gangbang.”
I felt my cheeks color. “Does that make me weird?”
He laughed out loud this time. “Just because something turns you on doesn’t mean you actually want to do it honey.”
I felt my cheeks get hot and knew I had to look like a lobster. “Would it make me weird if I did want to do it?”
He looked at me and didn’t say anything for a short while. I just looked as his face, wondering if he though less of me now and then he shocked the hell out of me by saying, “Would it make me weird if I wanted to watch you do it?”
I was floored, of course, and didn’t have the slightest idea what to say. My mouth seemed to work of its own accord though when it opened and the words, “No. Not at all,” came out.
He smiled thoughtfully at me and then said, “Okay. I’ll make it happen for you sometime.” That was it. He said that and took a sip of his drink.
I said, “Okay.” I was sure we were just talking, that nothing would ever come of it. Hell, we’d had conversations sort of like this before, conversations were we both agreed to have a threesome at some time in the future or to have sex on the beach. We were always open to it but never actually did it. It was another one of those moments, and the end result for me was that I felt okay about having been caught masturbating to porn and much better about the way I’d fantasized about such rough sex.