Thanks for the comments, this bit's shorter but I hope, no less sweet :-) It was a beautiful, beautiful dream. My husband wanted me to take a lover to our marital bed and get fucked while he watched. I had and he did. Now I was laying, spooned with my lover. I could feel cock nuzzling the top of my thighs, I wriggled my bottom to encourage it. His finger traced delicate circles around my nipple and warm breath caressed my cheek. I felt a little chilly but that was because all the bedclothes were in a heap on the floor. As I say, a beautiful dream and I didn't want to wake up and loose it. “Good morning my darling wife!” No! No! Go away! I don't want to awaken yet. I cracked an eye open. Tony stood beside the bed. From my angle the first thing I noticed was his cock. It wasn't rampant hard but neither did it show a total lack of interest in seeing a naked woman in his bed. Whoa! I suddenly realised that I could still feel the cock easing between my thighs, the finger was still exploring my tit and the breath..... “Good morning Mark. Did you sleep well?”, said Tony. It wasn't a dream! I was in bed, the marital bed with my lover and my husband stood naked before us, two breakfast cups balanced precariously on small saucers in his hands. “Very well, thank you Tony. She finally let me rest about 3o'clock. How about you?” “Wonderfully! I left the pair of you still fucking like crazy at about 2 and crept into the spare room totally exhausted. I slept like a baby. Is Joan awake?” “I think she's like my cock, just stirring.” I couldn't pretend any more, opened my eyes, stretched my legs and looked up at Tony. “Good morning my darling husband.” I eased myself onto my back, careful not to loose body contact with Mark. “Good morning, lover.” I wanted to kiss him and hold him tight but I wasn't sure how Tony would take it, instead I let my leg dangle over the side of the bed. “I think she is ready for some more,” said Tony, “I'll put the saucers on top of the cups so your tea won't get cold and watch, if you don't mind.” Mark's finger had already deserted my tit and was making its way across my belly. I parted my legs wider as finger stroked clitty then probed deep into greedy cunt. What a wonderful way to wake up! Foreplay barely lasted seconds, Mark rolled over and buried his cock deep inside, lifted my legs onto his shoulders and started a delicious, long stroked, deep penetration fuck. He pinned my hands on the pillow and near bent me double. I had gone from asleep and dreaming of being fucked by my lover to being fucked by my lover with my husband watching in less than two minutes. A glance to the side showed Tony sitting in the chair, a big kitchen roll at his side. He was slowly stroking his cock. I told him 'thank you' and 'I love you'. My orgasms started almost immediately, small at first then rolling up and down as Mark altered his cock angles and speed. Mark was a very experienced and considerate lover. He told me it was my turn to do some of the work and rolled me over until I was on top. I sat up and started to ride cock. Tony moved the chair so that he had a perfect view of hungry cock sliding into greedy cunt. I rode Mark slow and steady. When he was withdrawing my pussy lips moved out, surrounding his cock. When he pushed back inside my pussy lips enveloped cock and guided it straight to the centre of my being. I moved to reverse-cowgirl, leant back slightly onto Mark's strong hands and reached to stroke my clitty. With Tony watching intently I wanked myself to a massive, noisy orgasm whilst Mark thrust his cock in and out of my cunt. I calmed down, eventually and Mark bent his arms so that I lay almost along his body. “Come and play with your beautiful wife, Tony.” Tony had been sitting so close and watching so intently that he only had to reach forward a little. His finger started at my belly button and worked down to my cunt. He circled my clitty before taking it between thumb and forefinger and rolling it back and forth between them. Mark was gently pushing his cock up and down in my cunt. Tony's finger reached my fuck hole. I could feel it just resting on the lip and cock moved beneath it. The feeling disappeared for a moment then it was back, as a little bump on top of the cock. Tony had placed his finger on top of Mark's cock, now as Mark penetrated me Tony's finger slid along with it. The finger stayed inside me as the cock moved. I was stretched by the extra thickness, it felt wonderful. Tony pressed on my G spot, his favourite place and I exploded instantly. It's my favourite place also. Cock fucked and finger-fucked by my lover and my husband at the same time! Slut Heaven! Mark's cock slipped out. “Guide me back in, Tony,” he instructed. I could feel Tony's hand now, pressed up against my pussy lips, a knuckle rubbing against my clit. Cock started to penetrate me once more but the hand stayed in place. In and out the cock moved and still the hand stayed put. The cock slipped right out again but was nudging back inside with no pause. Tony was wanking my lovers cock into my cunt! I started to wriggle I was so excited. It's one thing to have your husband watch you being fucked but, let me tell you, having him wank the cock while it's fucking you is quite another thing. All three of us were working to make that cock pump the entire contents of Mark's newly replenished balls deep into my cunt. It didn't take long! Tony milked any remaining drops onto my pussy as Mark slipped out. Then he went down and cleaned us both up. Mark didn't seem to bat an eyelid, just held me tight and enjoyed my delight. The tea was cold, breakfast was late and both Tony and Mark refused to let me shower or dress. I had dried spunk in my hair, on my face, tits and belly. I had a mixture of dried and fresh spunk all over my thighs although Tony had cleaned up a lot. Saturday lunch was late, that was my fault. I had bent over so Mark took it as an invitation and slipped his cock in. By the time he finally shot his load into me I was sitting on his cock in the conservatory, whilst sucking Tony's at the same time. I wasn't allowed to move until I had taken both loads. Mark had to be in Scotland for Monday morning. We decided that it would be best if he collected everything he needed Saturday afternoon, returned to 'ours' and we ran him to the station Sunday afternoon. Obviously he would sleep with me Saturday night, which was perfect. Tony only agreed to let Mark go if he promised, on oath, to return as quickly as possible. Mark duly promised and I was allowed to slip on a dress to wave him bye-bye. As Mark drove down the road Tony closed the door and said “I like Mark, very much. I hope he does come back. Do you think he will?” “Would you be very upset if I said 'I hope so'?” I asked. Tony looked me straight in the eye. “Not at all. I'd be very happy to see lots more of him.” he said. I was so relieved I threw my arms around him, kissed him hard and told him how very much I loved him. He held me at arms length a beaming smile on his face then dropped a bombshell. More?