I’m a twenty-five-year-old newlywed. Until I met my husband, Todd, sex was just okay. Now it’s wonderful. He is an incredible lover and is open to all sorts of experimentation. Recently we invited a close friend to join us in a threesome. It was just great! So I’ve been pretty satisfied sexually since my marriage six months ago. But about a week ago, something happened that has left me on pins and needles.

Every Thursday night for the past two years, I’ve gotten together with a very special friend I met in college. We have always been only platonic friends, and we spend our time together playing music or chatting. He is married to a beautiful woman and has three children.

Well, last Thursday night we went, as usual, to the guitar studio for a session. We were playing for about fifteen minutes when my friend asked if I would mind putting down my guitar. Not really thinking about it, I did so. He stood up before me and said, “I want to eat you. Now. Until you come.”

Okay, I thought, this must be a joke. I gave him a grin and said, “Go ahead.” Without a word he sat down on my lap, wrapped his legs around me to hold me in place, and began to suck on my neck and ears. I couldn’t believe it. I seemed to be instantly on fire. Frantically, our tongues met and we kissed. I still remember perfectly the wonderful taste and pressure of that tongue. I could see the outline of his cock pressed tightly against his jeans. Abruptly, I pulled back from him, tore off my sweater and undid my bra.

There I was, exposed to his eyes for the first time! He began to touch and lick and suck my nipples. all the while whispering to me softly of their beauty.

He then asked me to stand up, and proceeded to remove my boots, slacks and panties. Gently pushing me down on the edge of the chair. he squatted before me. I wrapped my legs around his shoulders so he could have better access to my steamy box, which he began to softly rub and kiss. With each tender lick, my desire to fuck grew stronger. Finally I ground my cunt hard into his lustful lips, flooding his face with my juices. That drove me insane, and I jumped down to the floor before him and unzipped his fly. He moc1ned as I wrapped my lips around his hot cock and ran my tongue up and down the shaft until huge wads of come shot out of the swollen head. Then he stood up, picked me up from the floor and had me kneel down on the chair. “I had a fantasy the other day,” he said, and then he entered me from behind. It fit so tight I could feel every thrust of his tool. He stroked faster and faster every minute, grabbing my nipples and kissing my neck until we exploded together.

When he removed his cock, I licked all the juices from it. With broad smiles on our faces. we both got dressed, packed up our guitars and went home.

Xaviera, I love my husband and don’t want to hurt him, but I want to do this again. It doesn’t even have to be with the same man. I know my husband will let us have a threesome or foursome — anything but a one-on-one where he’s not included. Am I a bad person? A fuck monster? What should I do?