This happened a few months ago before I took medical leave, but I felt the need to share. My husband and I usually do meetings with guys before I have sex with them. We tend to not have sex right after these meetings, but this time things escalated quickly.

My husband and I were at a bar playing darts and having drinks, when Mark (the other male) walked in for our first meeting. Mark was tall and hot as fuck. Without thinking, I quickly got close to Mark and started flirting. Mark wasted no time to start touching me and well the chemistry was visible. My husband looked at me and let me know that he liked what he saw. Then he came over and kissed me. Mark kissed me too. Before I knew it, I was in a bar with two men touching me. You could see my erect pierced nipples jumping out of my shirt. It wasn't long before we started to catch people's attention. I could hear the whispering. One person even came up to me and asked if I was with both of the guys, to which I replied "yes". Then I went back over to the guys and let them continue to touch me. Shortly after drinking, we went to another bar and danced. All three of us together, and me in the middle. I started to get a little shy, but the men certainly had no problems being all over me. Again, people looked but this time no one said anything. Eventually Mark invited us back to his place, and that's where things got pretty interesting.

My husband went to use the bathroom as soon as we got to Mark's place, while Mark and I headed to the bedroom. Mark pinned me up against his wall and started taking off my clothes. I was almost naked before my husband even walked back into the room. I was passed around by both men. They twisted and pulled me however they liked (I am pretty flexible, ex-cheerleader and all). I was spit roasted (pretty sure they gave each other high fives). Eventually Mark wanted to try DP (he'd never done it before). I can't remember who took my ass first. But I do remember being DP'd for a long fucking time and the men both taking turns and switching holes. I remember being kissed on my neck and being told how good of a slut I am for pleasing multiple cocks at the same time. My husband told me how proud of me he was and called me a good cock-pleasing slut. I was in heaven. Before I knew it, we'd been fucking for hours and we needed to get home for sleep. So my husband and I went home, cleaned up, and I got properly fucked again at some point, but honestly I was too exhausted to remember all the details. What I do remember is my husband telling me how much he loved sharing me in public, and saying we would be doing that again in the future.