My Husband Shares Me

By Chaz Alexander

She saved herself for her wedding but that doesn’t mean that her sex life was boring. She has a natural talent for satisfying the men she chooses. She’s so good that she can keep her virginity until she marries. Then her husband suggests expanding their experience and invites a male lover to their bed. She’s hesitant but it’s an intriguing idea. Follow her life from small town virgin to experienced hot wife. Not for anyone under 18 years old.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Chaz Alexander
• Release date: Jul 12, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005641122

Chaz Alexander

Chaz Alexander lives in Central Florida in an open relationship with his significant other of 19 years. Having discovered his bisexuality as a young man, he has pursued this relationship over the years. Several years ago, he met a couple with whom he established an instant attraction. He moved into their home (much to in-laws chagrin) and they lived as an MMF threesome for four years. Finally, before they separated, they even bought property together.Now he and his significant other welcome the occasional male visitor for an evening or perhaps a weekend and explore the erotic experiences available when sharing intimacy with three people.The stories in Chaz’s books are based on real-life experiences he has shared with his significant others.Warning: Each book is an erotic story between one woman and two men. The series contains graphic material that is not suitable for anyone under the age of 18, including M/M/F, M/F, and M/M sexual encounters.Go to my website for a new pdf with examples of all my books. Say "Hello." Thanks.

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My Husband Shares Me

by Chaz Alexander

Copyright 2020

Smashwords Edition

V1.00

July 9, 2020

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Author's Note: All characters in this story are at least 18 years of age or older.

Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

About the Author

Other Books by Chaz Alexander

Website

Chapter 1

How does a girl from a small town in Georgia end up in bed holding two cocks in her hands. I had a very conservative upbringing. We were a middle class family. I had two brothers and my mother stayed home to care for us. My dad worked at a local car dealership. Being in a small town, they sold almost as many tractors as cars. We went to church on Sunday and the local theater never showed an R rated movie. The library diligently monitored any books and any that were suggestive were removed. Sex before marriage was frowned on and the occasional girl who went away for several months of unexplained vacation were labeled by the upright townsfolk.

Sex was a mystery to me for almost all of my childhood. My brothers were older than I and their actions and comments sometimes bothered our mother.

Sometimes Mom would shake her head and mumble, Boys will be boys.

I was an early bloomer my mother said. I wasn’t yet a teenager and I was wearing what Mom called a training bra. I soon out grew that and by junior high I had a full C cup bra for everyday use. Of course, it was a plain cotton affair. Decorative underwear was not an option in my home.

With my own development, I became aware of my brothers. Soon they both sported growing penises and pubic hair. I think they thought it was funny to let me see them in some state of undress just to see my reaction. Even though I knew it was to tease me I was also aware that I liked seeing them and wondered about my male classmates as we met at school, church or the Future Farmers of America.

I remember several occasions which made me aware of sex in my home. Once, I came home early from school and walked unannounced into the kitchen through the back door. I was not aware that my father had taken a long lunch from work had insisted that my mother accommodate him before the kids got home.

As I pushed open the door, a shocking sight was revealed. My mother was bent over the kitchen table with her dress up around her waist and her cotton panties on one ankle. My father stood behind her holding her hips tightly in his hands. His feet were between hers and his pants hung on his hips with the belt loosely around his waist. In that instant the image was burned into my memory. I can still see it today. My dad stopped in mid-stroke. His shiny thick penis was visible except for the wrinkled tip. My mom’s white cheeks were spread wide and I could see the fleshy labia surrounding the male organ. I could tell he had just pulled it almost all the way out and was ready to push it back in. They both looked my way as I stepped into the room.

There was a flurry of action. Mom stood upright and yanked her skirt down. She bent and grabbed her panties and shoved them in her pocket. Dad frantically tried to hide his erection which was too big and hard to get back in his pants. He pulled his pants up and turned away from me to hide his cock. I went quickly through the kitchen and hid in my room for a few minutes. Dad went back to work and mom went on working in the kitchen. She never mentioned the event to me.

The second time I was made aware of sex in the house was as unexpected. One evening, mom and dad had gone shopping after dinner. This involved driving to the nearest mall, an hour trip. I was home alone with my two brothers. I told them I had homework and retired to my room. A little while after the parents left, I decided to go to the kitchen for a soda. As I past the boy’s room, I heard sounds that I didn’t recognize. Youthful curiosity caused me to push the door open.

What are you guys doing? I asked.

There was no answer because it was so obvious. They sat on the bed in their underwear. There were several magazines spread across the bed and two very hard pink penises visible. The two of them scrambled to cover themselves but I had seen everything.

I came to realize that circumcision was not the custom in our part of the country. I gained more experience and finally saw a cut cock. I found it exciting to see the smooth bulbous head without the wrinkled foreskin covering it.

Seeing my male family member’s erections had piqued an interest in the male anatomy. It