Debbie and two twin sisters
My wife Debbie loves sex. She and I were trained for sex by our landlord, Mr. Mullins, the day after we got married. So she and I have a cuckold marriage. Back then, we did not have a name for it. A few doors down were twin sisters Joan and Judy, age 18. They were average-looking and sort of fat. Joan was shy; Judy was, I would say, a bully.
Judy babysat for us. She was dependable. I noticed Judy would tell Debbie to make her a sandwich, and then, if it wasn't done right, she would make her correct it. I did not say anything. Then one day, as we were leaving, Judy told Debbie to get her some chicken. So, Debbie had us go to Kentucky Fried Chicken. When we drove back, Judy told Debbie she changed her mind. She wanted Popeye's chicken. I got mad, but Debbie told me to behave: "I should have known she wanted Popeye's."
Debbie had started talking about Judy more than normal. Judy started to hang out more with her sister Joan. I should have known something was going on. I work 6 PM to 6 AM and got home at 8 AM. Debbie mentioned she was thinking of asking Judy to spend the night because she sometimes feels uneasy staying by herself. I told her that would be a great idea. Plus, she could help her around the house.
One night I was not feeling well and came home at 9:30. I walked in and heard Judy calling Debbie "her slut and telling her to eat her!
Knowing how Debbie loves sex, I looked in the bedroom. Debbie's arms were tied to the bedpost. Debbie had clothespins on her nipples; Joan was sitting on Debbie's mouth. Judy had Debbie's legs wide open and fucking Debbie with a strapon. I spoke up, and Joan froze on Debbie's face, but Judy did not stop fucking. She told me, 'Dumb ass, took you long enough to find out Debbie is my bitch."
I got to fuck Joan and Debbie, and I played with Judy.
Most husbands may have been upset. We both enjoy sex and realize it made us a stronger couple.
Judy babysat for us. She was dependable. I noticed Judy would tell Debbie to make her a sandwich, and then, if it wasn't done right, she would make her correct it. I did not say anything. Then one day, as we were leaving, Judy told Debbie to get her some chicken. So, Debbie had us go to Kentucky Fried Chicken. When we drove back, Judy told Debbie she changed her mind. She wanted Popeye's chicken. I got mad, but Debbie told me to behave: "I should have known she wanted Popeye's."
Debbie had started talking about Judy more than normal. Judy started to hang out more with her sister Joan. I should have known something was going on. I work 6 PM to 6 AM and got home at 8 AM. Debbie mentioned she was thinking of asking Judy to spend the night because she sometimes feels uneasy staying by herself. I told her that would be a great idea. Plus, she could help her around the house.
One night I was not feeling well and came home at 9:30. I walked in and heard Judy calling Debbie "her slut and telling her to eat her!
Knowing how Debbie loves sex, I looked in the bedroom. Debbie's arms were tied to the bedpost. Debbie had clothespins on her nipples; Joan was sitting on Debbie's mouth. Judy had Debbie's legs wide open and fucking Debbie with a strapon. I spoke up, and Joan froze on Debbie's face, but Judy did not stop fucking. She told me, 'Dumb ass, took you long enough to find out Debbie is my bitch."
I got to fuck Joan and Debbie, and I played with Judy.
Most husbands may have been upset. We both enjoy sex and realize it made us a stronger couple.
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