When I married Trevor, a minister, three years ago, I was 22 and pretty inexperienced with sex because I came from a very religious family.

Although I had given a few blowjobs in college, I had “saved myself” for when I got married.

I thought I would have a good life being a minister’s wife. Unfortunately Trevor, while a wonderfully kind and gentle man, is frankly terrible in bed. When we made love it was always in the missionary position, with no oral sex, and the routine was that he came inside me and shortly thereafter fell asleep, leaving me high and dry. I had to wait until I heard him snoring before I could masturbate to climax.

Three months ago I went over to my friend Elaine’s house for coffee. Elaine and Rick are members of our church, and she serves on a couple of church committees. We’ve become really good friends over the past two years, and feel like we can talk about anything. She noticed that I seemed depressed and asked what was wrong. The night before had been another night of disappointment, and maybe my PMS emotions got the better of me, because suddenly I broke down in tears. It seemed as if a dam had burst! I explained about our sex life and said I couldn’t stand it anymore.

Elaine held me securely in her arms until eventually I calmed down, then said in a gentle voice that things would be okay. When I said I wished my marriage was as good as hers and Rick’s, she astounded me by saying their eight years together hadn’t always been good. When, in shock, I pointed out that everyone in our congregation saw them as the model of a happy, loving couple, she smiled and said that there’s a reason they’re happy: They swap partners with two other couples on a regular basis.

For a long time I just sat there stunned. Finally Elaine told me to stay there while she went to get something. She came back with a copy of Penthouse Letters. She handed it to me and said that a few years ago she and Rick hit a lull in their sex life — that even though Rick has a beautiful long and thick cock, their lovemaking had become stale and predictable. But one day he brought Penthouse Letters home, and that night he read a couple of letters aloud to her, and that really helped stimulate them.

Soon they began role-playing, and purchased several sex toys to liven up their lovemaking. Eventually they found a website to look for a couple to swing with. After a careful search, they found a couple that lived on the other side of town, and they went to their home for an evening. They found them to be a nice, attractive couple, and they spent the night having wild sex. They now go to that couple’s home twice a month to have sex — not just with them, but with another couple that are friends of the first couple.

I was more stunned!

Elaine said that having sex with others had made her and Rick’s marriage more solid and very contented. She said she and Rick loved each other dearly, but the swinging wasn’t love; it was just good sex, which they both needed.

After sitting silently trying to comprehend what Elaine was telling me, I told her that Trevor would never allow anything like that. He would be horrified at the thought of his wife fooling around.

Elaine smiled and said, “If he’s so bad in bed, then don’t tell him! You can come over here and let Rick satisfy you. From what you’re telling me, his cock is a lot bigger than Trevor’s, and I think you’ll love what he does with it. He’s often said you’re one sexy lady he wouldn’t mind being with.”

My face started burning, and I started blinking heavily as I took in what Elaine was proposing. Then my gaze fell to the Penthouse Letters. Elaine said to take it with me and read it when Trevor wasn’t there.

I left Elaine’s in a trance, trying to comprehend. When I got home, I went to our bedroom and sat on the bed staring at the magazine in my hand. After several minutes I opened it and read the first couple of letters in the “Stepping Out” section. Between the letters and the photos of women doing things with men, I soon found myself holding the magazine in my left hand while my right hand was inside my panties frantically rubbing my pussy. In minutes I had an orgasm stronger than any I ever had with Trevor, and a few minutes later I had another!

When I calmed down, I hid the magazine, and that night I was so turned on that I seduced my husband in hopes that he would make love to me and satisfy me. Unfortunately, he did his usual thing, and as usual I was left with a pussy on fire. Once Trevor fell asleep, I masturbated to two more climaxes while picturing myself with Rick’s cock buried inside me.

The next morning, after Trevor left, I got the magazine from its hiding place and read a couple more letters, and treated myself to a tumultuous masturbation session while picturing Rick’s cock doing the things I was reading about. When I finally calmed down, I called Elaine and gushed, “Okay, I’m in.” She said that Rick would be home at noon and that I should come over before then.

Which left three hours for my mind to swirl while I thought about what I was about to do. At 11, I took a long shower, then shaved my legs and slipped into sexy black panties and bra. I was a bundle of nerves as I put on a blouse and a pair of slacks. At least ten times I considered picking up the phone to back out, but I didn’t, because my pussy was wet and throbbing unmercifully.

Just before noon I rang the doorbell, and Elaine greeted me with a hug. Seeing how nervous I was, she told me to relax and that everything would be fine. She led me into the family room, and there stood Rick with a warm smile. He’s 30, dark-haired, and seriously handsome — a six-footer who keeps in shape with daily weight lifting.

He said hello, then kissed me on the cheek and hugged me. He was wearing a tank top and a pair of shorts that had a noticeable bulge. I felt my breasts being mashed against his muscular chest, and that sent an electrical charge through my body.

When we separated, my eyes drifted down to Rick’s bulge, and the tingling in my pussy got worse. He told me that Elaine had explained my situation and told him that I knew about their swinging. He took my hands in his and said, “We will have one rule here: What happens here stays here. So you’re safe. No one will ever know about this.”

He asked if I would like a drink, and I nodded, hoping that a drink would calm my jitters. He gave me a glass of red wine, and I promptly gulped down half of it down. Then Elaine suggested that he and I go in their bedroom so we could “get better acquainted” — while she remained in the family room.

Rick took my hand and said, “Come with me.” As if in a trance, I let him lead me down the hallway and into their bedroom. The shades were pulled down, and there were scented candles lit all around the room. There was soft music playing, and the room had a wonderful fragrance. He led me over to the king-size bed, and I sat down nervously on the edge. He sat down on my left and in a gentle voice reassured me that he wouldn’t do anything I didn’t want and that he would be gentle with me. I smiled weakly.

Rick took my face in his hands and gave me a soft, sensual kiss, which caused my nipples to stiffen and ache. He followed with a second kiss, and before I knew it, I had his tongue dancing gracefully inside my mouth. God, could this man kiss! His tongue probed every part of my mouth it could reach, and I found myself returning his kisses with passion.

On the fourth or fifth kiss, my right hand dropped down to that tantalizing bulge. When I squeezed it, any thoughts of stopping were dashed. I wanted that cock inside me, and only prayed that Rick wouldn’t leave me hanging like my husband so often did. I gave no thought to the fact that I was about to cheat on my husband.

Rick caressed my breasts sensuously, and I heard myself moan. My nipples are so sensitive that I can come just from having them stimulated orally. My husband rarely gave them any attention, but in no time Rick’s skilled fingers had me climbing the walls! I fell back on the bed, and our kisses increased in intensity.

While Rick manhandled my boobs, I was rubbing his erect manhood through his shorts. Before I knew what was happening, he had my blouse and bra off and I had his bare cock in my hand inside his briefs. It was as long and thick as Elaine had led me to believe, and the way it pulsed in my hand had me positively delirious with desire.

I tugged at Rick’s tank top, and when I got it off him, his hand was gently rubbing my mound. I was so turned on that I spread my legs wide, giving him total access to my womanhood. While he rubbed my mound, I thrust my pussy up at his hand, and he worked me into a state of sexual excitement unlike anything I had ever experienced.

After a while Rick eased off, and when I calmed down enough, he suggested that we get undressed. I kicked off my slacks, and he pulled my black lace panties down, then brought them to his nose and just inhaled. He said my pussy smelled wonderful. He said that he had often fantasized about me but never made a pass at me because I was the minister’s wife.

When he finally peeled his briefs off, at last I got to see that cock — and God, it was gorgeous! I begged him to put it in me. He moved between my legs, and I used both hands to spread my labia in invitation. I watched as he slowly moved his cock closer, and gasped when it touched my opening. But instead of pushing it in, he ran it in circles around my labia, driving me crazy with desire.

I pleaded with Rick to enter me, and at long last he pushed just his cockhead inside me. I panted and moaned. After a minute or two my breathing calmed down, and he asked me if I was ready for him. I begged him to make love to me. He pushed a couple of inches in me, and the sensation of that big crown massaging my vaginal walls was like nothing I had ever felt. I was tingling all over.

Rick pushed more of his shaft in me, then more, and soon was in deeper than my husband had ever been — but tilting my head up, I saw that he still had more cock for me! He held still awhile, then pushed in until I felt his balls touching my ass. It felt like someone was pushing a telephone pole made of flesh inside me.

I was gasping for air. Rick said to relax and take deep breaths. When my breathing slowed, he smiled and said, “Now enjoy this, Sandy,” and started to thrust slowly back and forth inside me. I clawed at his back and thrust my pussy up to maximize each and every thrust. I heard myself wailing as I came and came — and Rick kept right on thrusting. At one point while he pumped into me he bent down and sucked on my aching nipples, alternating between them.

I don’t know how long he made love to me, but in time he whispered, “I’m going to come,” and then increased the speed of his thrusts. His balls slapping my wet ass sounded like someone was clapping their hands. Finally he pushed all the way in me and I felt my pussy being flooded. When he leaned down and kissed me, I was in heaven.

We rested a few minutes, and then Rick said that he wanted to eat my pussy. I’d never had a man go down on me, and I was especially surprised that a man wanted to do it after we fucked! First I felt his lips on my labia, and then his tongue. While running his tongue in my opening, he started sucking on my clit, and it wasn’t long before I came again.

While reflecting that this was yet another delight I’d missed out on because of my husband’s prudish ways, I noticed Rick’s luscious cock throbbing, and I got the sudden urge to try sucking him! Because my husband thought all oral sex was perverse, the last time I sucked cock was, as I mentioned, in college — when I had done it maybe five or six times. I took a couple of tentative licks, and loved the feel of it in my mouth. Rick’s moans suggested that he was enjoying my oral attentions, and soon I was bobbing my head up and down his manhood.

While I sucked him, he fingered my pussy, then pressed that finger against my rectum, and soon it was pushing in — another first for me! After a few minutes his cock pulsed and filled my mouth with his seed. I swallowed as much of it as I could, but some spilled out and dripped onto his hairy balls, which I delighted in licking clean.

I swung my body around and we kissed for a while. It took Rick a long time to get hard again, but I didn’t mind. I loved the passionate cuddling. But once he was hard, he told me to get on my hands and knees, then moved up behind me and buried his cock in my pussy. I couldn’t get over the feeling of having such a big cock stuffed inside me. As he thrust, he was rubbing my exposed clit, and soon he drove us both over the edge again.

While we lay together exhausted, I saw Elaine standing in the doorway naked, rubbing her pussy with her right hand and pulling on her left nipple with the left.

“Judging by all of the screaming I heard coming out of here,” she said, “I gather that Rick pleased you.” I smiled weakly and nodded. She said, “I got so turned on listening to you two going at it, I had to play with myself.”

Rick spoke up. “Why don’t you join us, honey?”

Elaine came straight over to the bed and sat down next to me on her haunches and ran her hand gently over my cheek. My eyes were riveted to her large breasts, hanging from her like water balloons. She said, “It’s okay, you can touch them.” I was embarrassed but couldn’t resist. Her breast felt pliable yet full. As I was squeezing it, she caressed my left breast, and then she leaned down and kissed me! I had never kissed a woman, but I was overwhelmed by the urge to return Elaine’s kiss. Soon our tongues were swirling around her mouth and we were both moaning.

As our kiss grew in intensity, I massaged Elaine’s breasts and she was running a hand all over me. When it touched my mound, I humped upward, encouraging her to touch me more. I felt a finger enter me, and then a second one. While she fingered me, I sucked her breasts. I was in a state of what I can only describe as sexual delirium.

After a while Elaine swung around into 69 position, with her body on top of mine. I felt her sucking gently on my clit, and with her shaved pussy mere inches from my mouth I soon began to suck tentatively on her luscious lips. That brought out a loud moan from her, and from that point onward, whatever I felt her tongue doing to my pussy, I did to hers!

It all felt completely natural as well as pleasurable, and knowing that Elaine was tasting Rick’s come as well as my juices only added to my excitement. Minutes later she let out a moan and, with her pussy pressed tight to my face, erupted — and that set me off!

Elaine and I lay there for several minutes. I was totally spent. When at last I managed to sit up, she kissed me and said she hoped she hadn’t ruined our friendship by coming on to me. I gave her a kiss as a sign that I was okay with what had happened. We hugged and kissed again, and I said she was the greatest friend I could ever have.

I looked at the nightstand and saw that it was almost three o’clock. We had been at it for three glorious hours! I wanted more, but knew I had to get home before my husband so I could clean myself up.

While I dressed hastily, Elaine and Rick asked if I might want to do this again. When I said an emphatic yes, they suggested that I come over every Wednesday at noon. Elaine added that when she went to her monthly meetings at the church, given that my husband had to be in attendance, I could sneak over and have some additional time with Rick! She said that when the meetings were near completion, she would call home on her cell phone as a signal for me to hurry home before Trevor.

Since that day I have gone there every Wednesday for an afternoon with Rick, and every time have left totally satisfied. On numerous occasions Elaine has joined us for a threesome. A month ago I went there on a Monday morning and Elaine and I had a satisfying romp. She introduced me to her collection of dildos, nipple clamps, vibrators and butt plugs and over the next five hours we used most of them on each other.

Since then Rick has also used the collection on me. I couldn’t believe how enjoyable it was to have a butt plug humming away in my ass while I rode Rick’s magnificent cock. I know my husband would freak out if I came home with a sex toy, so that option is out.

Last week, for the first time in my life I took a man’s cock in my butt! I was very nervous when Rick suggested it, because his cock is so thick, but Elaine held my hand and assured me that I could take it. Rick applied a lubricant, then took it really slow. God, did that feel fantastic! I soon found myself eating Elaine’s pussy while Rick pummeled my virgin ass. I came like gangbusters and only regretted that we hadn’t done it sooner! From now on, that will be a weekly pleasure.

Elaine and Rick suggested I come to one of their wife-swapping parties, suggesting I could tell Trevor that she and I were going out for dinner and a movie as cover. I said I would have to think about it. I find the thought of making love to several people intriguing. My only fear is that my husband and parents might find out about my infidelity.

Meanwhile, Elaine urged me to write this letter so other women can realize that there are ways of making up for an unhappy sex life. For obvious reasons, though, I must ask you not to use my name!