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Subject: {ASSM} RP, Finding My Wife a Woman - (MFF) - Part 9
Date: Wed, 19 Dec 2001 01:10:05 -0500
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Finding my Wife a Woman - Part 9 (The conclusion)

Susan getting pregnant did complicate matters. So I ended up starting up my
own business of trouble shooting computer installations. We moved back to my
home town. To every one Linda was my wife, and Susan was Linda's sister, who
lived with us. My Dad died early that summer, and did not get to see Susan's
lovely daughter. Karen was born in August, and completed our little family.

The three of us decided not to have any more.

I was surprised, but my Mom quickly guessed what was going on with the three
of us. I was even more surprised that she was cool with it. Actually she was
more than cool, always treating both Linda and Susan equally. Susan's
parents had died when she was twenty (car accident), and when we visited
Linda's parents, just Linda and I went. They lived on the other side of the
country, and whereas they did not like travelling, they never came to our
place.

Once the kids got a little older, it made it difficult for the three of us
to sleep together, but I had built a big house, and the kid's had their
bedrooms downstairs. Supposedly the master bedroom was for Linda and I, but
Susan's room was next to ours, with an joining bathroom. So it was simple
enough to lock the doors, and get together. So our life went on. I am going
to take a small break here, and let my wives have a small bit to say.

Hi, I'm Linda; Susan and I have been reading what Mark has been writing. I
don't mind him telling our story. He has of course changed all the names. I
would caution the readers, that while it sounds like it is all fun and
games, it took real commitment on all our parts to make this work. But on
the other hand, for someone like me who is bi-sexual, our arrangement is
perfect. Again, this is more because of Mark and Susan, than anything I do.
Mark has asked us both to write about our favourite time together. I think
mine was probably the first time, but Mark has already covered that. So I
have chosen our first night of doing everything, after I had recovered from
having our son Peter.

We went to bed that night, and I was pretty sure, I was ready to fuck again.
I had of course been blowing both of them regularly as I was recovering. It
was fun to watch Mark and Susan fuck, but after the first night of that, I
wanted to be involved, so joined in orally whenever I could. It definitely
helped to keep me feeling like part of our threesome.

So, I had fingered myself a couple of times, and it was comfortable, so I
wanted to try it.

The three of us were in bed, and I don't think Mark and Susan were actually
going to do anything. Mark was in the middle, as he always is, and I just
said out loud, it was like a sudden loud whisper, "I think I am ready to
fuck again."

Mark just looked at me and asked, "Are you sure."

Susan jabbed him and said, "Of course she is sure."

Susan then leaned across Mark and kissed me. I looked at her, and I could
see the concern, and maybe even a little question on her face. I don't think
she was quite as confident as she sounded.

"Look," I said , wiggling my fingers at them, "It is not like I haven't been
testing it now and then."

They both laughed at that, and it made us all relax some.

Susan then kissed me and asked, "Can I have the honour of getting the Mommy
ready?"

I smiled as sweetly as I could at her and said, "I was hoping you would do
that."

She did not say anything, just rolled over Mark and landed on me. She lay on
me, kissing me repeatedly. Finally she shoved her tongue in my mouth, and
kissed me, jabbing her tongue in and out, with promises of what was to come.

I finally pushed her away, and said, "Do that, where it will really help."

Susan unbottoned my top, and started kissing and sucking my tits. I was
nursing, but she did not seem to mind getting some milk. But God, it felt
good. I get aroused when I am nursing Peter, but Susan sucking my nipples,
had me sopping wet, and I felt like my cunt was on fire.

I whispered to her, "Fuck, you are making me so hot, get that tongue down
where I really need it."

She slid down, pushing by PJ bottoms down with her. She stopped and looked
at me. I still had my legs together, but she looked at me like she could see
everything. I could see the L's in her eyes, Love and Lust. I started to
spread, and she took hold of my legs and almost forced them apart.

I pulled them up to my chest, as she opened them. Finally she leaned down,
and holding me by each thigh, wide open, she ran her sweet, pointed little
tongue right from my asshole to my clit.

It had been awhile, and I almost came right then, but fought it back. I
wanted a little more first.

"Suck me," I whispered.

She had her face buried in my cunt, and she nodded without losing contact.
Again she ran her tongue from my asshole to my clit. She would start fast,
and move quickly from my ass to my cunt hole. When she reached there, she
would slow down, and lick me like crazy, getting all my juice. God knows
there was lots of juice. My cunt felt like it was wide open and someone had
turned on my cunt juice tap. I could feel it running out of me.

She got me so close, then finally I reached down and pulled her up to me.
She kissed her way up until our lips met.

I said to her, "Sit on my face, while Mark fucks me, then you can lick me
again."

She smiled from ear to ear, and as she moved up to squat over my face,

Mark moved between my up raised legs. Susan was facing him, and as she
lowered her cunt to my mouth she said, "Go easy Mark."

I tried to shake my head no, but she had my head locked between her thighs.
Her cunt was dripping, and I could not wait, so shoved my tongue into her as
far as I could get it. As I did this, I felt Mark, slowly, ever so fucking
slowly, enter me. He did not let up once, it just seemed like it took
forever to get it all in me. I was so wet, so fucking horny and so in need
of cock, I did not feel any pain at all. I just wanted him to pound my cunt.

I wrapped  my legs around, and bucked my cunt up at him as hard as I could.
Mark got my message, and as I went back to work, licking Susan's cunt, he
started fucking me hard. Not real, real hard, but doing me good. It had been
so long, I wanted more.

I finally pushed Susan's ass up a bit, and almost screamed, "Fuck me hard,
harder."

Susan shoved her cunt back down on my mouth, and said, "Do it Mark, it's
what she wants."

He did too, He gave me one hell of a fucking. I remember, him shoving it in
deep, and I felt so good. I knew my loving husband had missed my cunt. That
thought blew me away, and blow I did. My cunt suddenly started cumming,
before I even knew what was happening. Mark felt me cumming, and bless him,
he gave my cunt, what I needed, a good hard fucking, and just as Susan
creamed all over my face as she came, I felt Mark blast his cum deep in my
cunt. God, that felt so good. I came again, when his cum spurted into me.

I don't think I ever felt so alive as I did right then. I was a mother, but
then I was again, a wife to my husband, and a lover to my wife. I always
think of Susan as my wife. Those wonderful thoughts went through my mind, as
I came all over Mark's cock, with him cumming in me, and Susan cumming on my
mouth.

Once we came down, Susan went down on me. I was treated to her licking my
cunt, as Mark moved up, and started cleaning her cream off my face, with
his tongue. Their loving care and concern, soon put me over the edge, and I
came as Susan cleaned my cunt with her tongue.

Once I was down again, Susan just stayed there between my legs, softly
kissing and nuzzling me. She avoided my clit, which was a blessing as I was
so sensitive. She just nuzzled me, showing me her love for my cunt.

I promised myself I would return that favour, once she gave birth and was
ready.

I did return the favour too.

So, that is my part. I just want to add, that I think I have an almost
perfect life. I am just so lucky.

Hello, this is Susan. Linda just finished, and Mark told me to do my part.
I want to say that I love them both so much. I love our kids, and I love our
life.

As for my story, my favourite, is the first Christmas after Karen was born.
It was a hard birth, I was in labour for a long time, and although I was
back having sex, something was missing. It was good, but I was just having
trouble letting myself go completely.

Anyway, we had put the tree up the night before, and the night I remember,
was quiet. The kids were in bed, and everyone was just relaxing and enjoying
all the decorations. Mark had a big fire in the fireplace. I was out in the
kitchen. We were all ready for bed. I just had on my short robe. I was
getting a drink, when I saw the roll of Christmas ribbon on the table. Linda
had hung a sprig of mistletoe over the kitchen sink, and that gave me an
idea.

I went back inside, and spread a comforter in front of the fire. Then I went
out to the kitchen again and cut a piece of ribbon, and tied the mistletoe
to it. I hung it around my waist and let the mistletoe hang down until it
was just above my cunt. I dropped my robe, and slowly walked back into the
living room. I just walked over and stood on the comforter facing them.

Linda noticed me first, and she jumped right up and said, "Oh, let's kiss
under the mistletoe."

Linda crawled over on her hands and knees, like she was coming to pay
homage. She just stayed that way, when she got to me, and as I spread a
little, she kissed me right on my cunt. It was so erotic. Then she kissed me
again, and slid her tongue in between my lips and touched my clit.

"Oh, She french kisses," I said, as my knees got weak.

Mark was moving over, and said, "Let me see."

He knelt there also, and watched as Linda continued to kiss my cunt. She
would just kiss me there, with her lips, then she would do it again, and
slip me the tongue. God it was fun, and it felt so good.

Mark said, "Yes, I can see that. She is slipping her the tongue."

He was smiling, and almost laughing as he offered his commentary.

Linda continued to tease me. Kissing me, and then she hugged my cunt to her.
She gripped my ass cheeks, and just pressed my cunt to her mouth. She had
her tongue out as she did, and started licking my clit like she was starved
for it.

Mark was still acting like a sports commentator.

"Yes, she is using the tongue, Will this be a world record? How much can she
get in her? How many licks per second now?" he was saying.

Then he switched his comments, "Now for the receiver, and I would call that
a wide receiver. How many licks can she take? How much more can she take,
before her knees give out?"

Then he shut up, as I came all over Linda's tongue and face. I sagged down a
bit, but managed to stay erect. Linda just kept eating me up, and my cunt
went off like a firecraker. God it felt so good, I felt like I was back, but
I wanted to be sure. I let myself sink to the floor, and as I did, she lost
contact with me.

I said, "Mark, fuck me, fuck me hard, and Linda, get on my face."

Mark must have been real horny, because he was in me in a flash. I almost
came when he slid it in. Linda was quick in getting her cunt on my face
also.

Mark did as I asked, and he fucked me hard. I did not ask Linda, but she
fucked my face hard also. I knew I was not going to last long. I also knew I
was back, I was giving myself completely again, no holding anything back. I
was where I wanted to be, getting my cunt fucked off by my husband, and
having my lover getting ready to cum on my face.

I felt Mark start to pump into me, as his cock began to twitch, then his cum
shot into me. It released a flood of cum from me. I still remember it like
that, He flooded my cunt with his cum, and my cunt flooded right back. Linda
was cumming on my mouth at the same time, and as her cunt juice ran into my
mouth, I kept thinking, I'm back, I'm back.

Once Mark pulled out, Linda went down on my sopping cunt, only to squeal
with delight, "Oh, I love it, your cunt is drenched"

Yes, I was back.

Linda ate me right up again, as Mark just stayed beside me on his knees,
watching lovingly as his wives went at it.

God, I love them.

O.K. I am back. I hope having the girls do that, adds to the story. I guess
about all I want to add is that I am now fifty years old. Last week I
finally bought the girls a double headed dido. They are still in their
forties, and I can still stay with them, most of the time. But it is time, I
had some help. They seem to enjoy it. But they assure me, while they have
fun with it, it is a poor subsitute for the real thing.

Peter is in college now. I think he was sixteen, when I thought of
mentioning what was going on to him. He just laughed as I tried to get
started to tell him. Said he had figured that out a couple of years earlier.
I asked him if it bothered him.

He said, "Dad, I love you, I love Mom, I love Aunt Susan."

Then he thought and said, "But she is not really my Aunt, Oh well, the thing
is, I love all three of you. You all brought me up. I just accepted it. I
mean I might think you are a dirty old man, having two foxes all these
years, but."

He saw me looking at him. I might have let my mouth fall open.

"Dad," he said, "I'm cool with it, but I think you should tell Karen. She
deserves a Father, not an Uncle."

I waited until Karen turned sixteen. I did not know how to do it, so finally
one night, when Linda and Susan were out, I went in and unlocked the strong
box. I took out the three marriage certificates. I carefully laid them out
on the top of my desk. Then I went and found Karen.

I led her to my study and said, "I want you to look at what I have on my
desk. Then If you have any questions."

She must have detected the serious tone, because she looked at me and said,
"Serious stuff?"

I just nodded and went in and sat in the kitchen.

I waited, and then waited some more. Finally she appeared in the kitchen
doorway. I looked up at her, with tears in my eyes.

Her eyes were wet also. She looked and me and burst out crying. She came
right over and sat on my lap, and as she sobbed on my shoulder, she said
between sobs, "Dad, I don't care, how, why, I love you. I loved you as my
Uncle, and I love you more as my Dad."

I squeezed her tight.

Later we calmed down.

She told me, "I guess, maybe I suspected. Not really the whole story, but I
have suspected for a couple of years, that the stories did not add up. Now
that I know, I remember Peter almost let it slip one day."

I just looked at her.

"I want to have some fun," she said.

"What kind of fun?" I asked.

"With Mom, or should I say my Moms," was her answer.

So later that night, as we all watched TV, Karen got up and went and got
ready for bed. She had a habit, of kissing Susan goodnight, and saying
goodnight to Linda and I.

Tonight she came in, and I could see the glee in her eyes, as she kissed
Susan goodnight. She then turned and walked slowly over to me.

As this was not her norm, the women were watching her. She leaned over and
kissed me and said loudly, "Goodnight Dad, I love you."

Her eyes were twinkling as she did this. Then as the women stared open
mouthed. she turned and went to Linda and  kissed her, and said, "Goodnight
Mom number two, I love you"

Karen and I then broke up laughing. The look on Linda and Susan's faces was
just too much.

We were a while explaining everything.

So that brings us to the end of the story. I hope you have enjoyed it. After
all, a story is a story, and unless we can read it and enjoy it, it is
nothing.

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