We were dating, and we only had been for a couple of months and were only 18, so it wasn’t serious (although I thought it was moreso than she did). We were partying one night with my best friend and future roommate, Bill, in his dorm suite with his two roommates, Carl and Dave. I had a phone call home that I had to make, and since it was long distance, I had to go back to my place to make it. My wife was going to hang back with them until they finished their joint and she and I were going to hook up later. Well, later came and we never hooked up, so I went looking for her and found her back at their dorm suite, in the main living area, passed out in a chair, kind of grinning, disheveled, with the top button of her jeans undone. The guys were all in their bedroom area, in their respective beds. I was livid, but Bill convinced me that she just went to the bathroom, that nothing happened, that she must have neglected to do the top of her pants before she crashed out because she was high.
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Fast-forward a handful of years. Between our engagement and marriage, she confessed to me that she and Bill had slept together years ago and asked me to forgive her and I did, and at least I had that knowledge going into our marriage. But one night after we were married a couple of years, we were partying alone and she told me (in her exact words because I will never forget them): “You always blamed Bill for what we did, but I seduced HIM.” Then she looked me right in the eye and said very slowly, for emphasis, “I RODE him, Mike….and when I was done, he said “Now go fuck Carl….” And I did….” then she swallowed, and continued slowly, “…and when I was done with Carl, he said “Now go fuck Dave….” and I did. I fucked them all.”
I’ve often envisioned several aspects of that night: especially her crawling from bed-to-bed, of Dave in his bed with one of my wife’s knees firmly planted on one side of him and her swinging her leg up and over, with her already double-creamed pussy hovering above him for a second or two before she guided his dick into that slick mess…of the sloppy sounds they made as she rode him hard…of her climbing off him with a third load in that 18-year-old blonde pussy…but ESPECIALLY me finding her in that chair, with that smug grin on her face, satisfied with what she had done, pretending to be asleep, with their loads commingled inside her, oozing down her leg and lightly sticking the fabric of her jeans to her inner thigh.
I’ve cum to those mental images literally more than a thousand times over the years. She’s got other good stories and I’ll probably post them eventually, but none of them are better than that, in my opinion.

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