I fucked myself against Adrian, up and down, and at the end of each down I ground my hips against his.It was fantastic. I felt alive. I put my hands o... his shoulders and I could feel his singing arousal too.I fucked and fucked until I came my brain's out and then fucked some more. I fucked until Adrian spurted himself deep inside me, pulled out, sucked him back to life and then fucked him some more.It was late in the night when we finally stopped. Under the moon's glow, we cuddled together and. I sat on my boyfriend facing him as I slid his cock into my wet pussy. Riding his cock hard and deep felt so good. I looked around enjoying the sight of the other three guys stroking their hard erect cocks. My body tensed and it felt like I was going to explode as an orgasm shot through my body.After my body started to relax my boyfriend pulled me forward, my breasts pressing against his chest. I felt another cock stretching my pussy. Now with two cocks sliding inside of me the feeling was. It's got to change. I'm not sure how you are going to like this, but I've done some asking around, and I found out about a nice guy just a couple of towns over who specializes, for a small fee, in meeting the needs of ladies like me without threatening their marriages. He's supposed to be really nice, and the husbands are welcome to watch. My friend Melissa and her husband Joe see him once in a while, and they swear by it as a boon for their marriage. Joe has a small dick, too."Mike wasn't. I knew it, he knew it, but neither of us cared. We were living as lovers now, and we had no intention of stopping. The frantic lovemaking of the early days had finally died off, our passions not fading, but changing from the urgency of needing to fuck each other to death, to relaxing more in each other’s company. And of course we had some needs beyond sex, food and money mostly, and we had gradually become a more normal couple, besides the obvious of course. Michael found a job, I had part time.