I have been with my OH (who we will call Paul) for 4 months – at least this time around since we were first together 30 years ago. I’m Annie who, at the age of 46, is now having the best sex of her entire life. Paul really has opened my eyes (and other things!) to new and mind blowing experiences. I have always enjoyed sex, but never really had the benefit of a partner with whom I can be so open about my wants and needs and fantasies. Oh how my life has changed! We were talking smut one day (a regular occurrence) and I asked him what his fantasies were. When he said he would like another man or men to join us, I was blown away because for years I had nursed a fantasy of two or more men. And so this is how we came to be here. Unusually we had a free day on Thursday and we decided to arrange to meet someone. I was very nervous. Not sure if I would be able to go through with it, but horny at the same time. At one point, Paul had to ask if I was still “up for it” because I was being overcome with nerves. I had put on a suspender belt with seamed fishnet stockings and heels and a dress that left nothing of my voluptuous figure to the imagination. My 36 tits looked especially good in the tight fabric and my nipples were obviously hard. Dressing like such a slut had made me so damn horny; my cunt was sopping wet. And then our meet cancelled! I was crushingly disappointed. Fast forward a few hours and Paul had managed to find another willing man on SH. I didn’t think he would come, but all the same was pacing round the house with nerves. And then he arrived. Tall, fit, attractive, a LOT younger than me, gorgeous eyes, a lovely smile and an utter gentleman. I knew as soon as he walked in that I was going to fuck him. So much for just starting out gently and see where it goes! Paul and I sat together on the sofa and our guest, who I shall call Sean sat in the chair. Small talk followed and I was starting to relax – it helped that Paul was openly playing with my breasts in front of him and my skirt was riding up my thighs. God I felt like a total whore. Eventually, I decided that I would deal with the elephant in the room and explained that I was very nervous and wasn’t sure how we should proceed. Sean made a suggestion that he take his clothes off. “Be my guest” I responded. But as the perfect hostess (and in a moment of absolute wantoness), so as not to make him feel uncomfortable I also stood up and took off my dress. It was strangely exhilarating to be stood there wearing just my suspenders, stockings and heels in front of Paul and a complete stranger. Being so exposed like that was just so damn hot. It was unsurprising therefore that within minutes I had a hard cock in each hand. What followed was an awesome night. Feeling two pairs of hands all over my body, two pairs of eyes watching (and clearly enjoying) me losing every inhibition was incredible. Sean was a great lover, with a huge hard cock. Having him rub my clit whilst I wanked Paul and looked into his eyes was one of the sexiest things I had ever done. Sucking two cocks in turn felt so slutty. I rode Sean like a whore and then suggested he cum on my tits and face. Paul’s face as I used a finger to drip Sean’s cum into my mouth was a picture. The highlight had to be being fucked hard from behind by Sean with Paul’s cock in my mouth. The evening came to an end too quickly. Sean received a phone call which meant he had to leave. I’ll never forget my first threesome – I LOVED it. In jest, Paul calls me “his filthy whore”, and I have to say, on this occasion I cannot disagree. Hopefully we’ll get to repeat last night in the not too distant future………