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She climbed up and straddled his lap, positioning his tip at her entrance, and then sank down. She held steady to his shoulders at the same time he gripped her waist, allowing her to adjust to his girth before either of them moved.

Rachel clasped his face in her hands, reveling in the intimacy of this moment. Of him inside of her, and their complete stillness together. His skin against hers, warm and smooth and familiar. She stroked up and down his body with her palms, watching him shiver beneath her touch.

“I love you Robert,” she whispered again, rocking up and then back down slowly.

His eyes softened, and he wrapped his arms around her, tightening his hold as though he never wanted to let her go. She hoped he wouldn’t. That they could make this work. She needed to believe that.

“I love you too Rachel,” he whispered, his breath hot in her ear.

Rachel’s heart clenched in her chest, filling with warmth and bliss at his words.

Robert smiled and rocked his hips up to meet hers in a slow gentle rhythm, as they continued to stare into each other’s eyes. It was slow and sensual, intimate like Rachel had never known, and she was convinced… this is what making love was.

Robert caressed her breasts in his hands, licking and suckling the delicious swells, and Rachel came undone. That touch was her kryptonite, her complete obliteration. She cried out around him, and Robert followed soon after, a long slow groan drawing from his throat as he released himself inside of her.

              And then they just sat there, holding onto each other, Robert stroking her back with his palm while he remained inside of her. Neither of them moved, for what felt like hours, just clinging to each other with the silent promise of never letting go.

After a while, Robert began to harden again, and they made love once more. And for the rest of the evening, the pattern continued, getting lost in each other’s bodies and words.

And as they fell asleep that night, Rachel knew for certain, that nothing would ever be able to compare to this.

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Brother Husbands
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Peter and I had met very young and had rushed into our relationship, utterly infatuated with one another. We’d married straight out of high school (much to our parents displeasure) and had gone off to the same college. I’d had barely any romantic experience before Peter, just a few boys who took me out on a date or two and one boy I saw steadily for three months.

But now I was involved with other men, and Peter with other women. It was thrilling, after I got over the initial jealousy. But eventually that disappeared and before long Peter and I were regular participants in the local swinger community.

It didn’t take long for Jonathan to find out what we were doing, and to our surprise, he was understanding. Not only that, but he was intrigued. And so after some consideration Peter and I decided to start inviting him to group sessions.

This was yet another thing that took some adjustment, at least on my part. Peter seemed to adapt quickly to having Jonathan involved in our lifestyle.

Peter slides open the drawer of the side table and removes a box of condoms and the vibrator. He hands a condom and the vibrator to Jonathan who slips it on his middle finger and turns it on. The buzzing fills the room.

I am on my hands and knees, watching the exchange eagerly.
Already, his cock is tenting his boxers. I can see Jonathan is well-hung. Perhaps even more so than my husband. Maybe, at least, I’ll get to taste him.
Imagining
that moment, I lick my lips. The movement catches Peter’s eye and he looks at Jonathan.

“I think she’s hungry.”