Even Trade

Anyway … the entire week following their "Date", Shannon and I watched the string of videos together a number of times and I'd forwarded all of his to her phone so she'd have the full collection whenever she wanted to watch them. Watching the videos drove her wild. I guess it was one thing to live if while she was ***** and in the moment, but watching it later … seeing how slutty she was acting for him, etc, made her incredibly wet. We had more sex that week, I think, than ever in our entire relationship. I especially enjoyed making her watch the video where Aaron came in her face, and the anal videos (both the one he sent, and her "confessional" video). I did ask if he followed up on what he said … and made her suck his dick after fucking her ass, but she was very embarrassed and wouldn't confirm, which itself was an obvious confirmation. That visual in my mind of him pulling out of her ass and fucking her mouth until he came … whew.

The next Saturday we all went out for a few drinks, but we all obviously knew at some point Aaron would be fucking her again. Most of the evening, he was standing between her legs as she sat on the barstool, with her practically dry-humping him -- though it was pretty obvious she wasn't anywhere close to "dry" -- as they made out. He would routinely finger her and make her lick & suck his fingers clean. But he wouldn't let her cum, he just kept her on edge. And after a few hours, she said "If you're not going to fuck me here, please just make me somewhere and fuck me. I need it now."

She was completely flush by this point, from her face straight down to her cleavage.

He leaned in and began whispering into her ear, and she began to speak out loud, for my benefit I'm sure. "I need your dick inside of me. I need you to fuck my pussy. Fuck me like a whore while everyone watches. Please. I promise I'll let them touch my pussy again if you want them to. Just fuck me."

And I thought about that guy touching her pussy the previous week, and how I'd mentioned to Aaron what a turn on that was. And now I began wondering if he was going to let someone else touch her pussy again … and I was throbbing at the thought of it.

And all of a sudden she groaned, and her head leaned back, her eyes closed, and she said "Yes. I swear. Whoever you want. Just fuck me, please, and I swear to god I'll let whoever you want fuck my ass."

I shuddered and almost came right away hearing her say that she'd give her ass to someone else. It was hot enough that Aaron was the only one fucking her ass … but hearing her say she'd let someone else fuck her ass if Aaron wanted, fuck, I almost lost it.

-- I just got a text that they're coming back here right now. So I'm going to have to gut this post short.

As I mentioned, Shannon was sitting at the bar, after quite some time of being teased by Aaron, and had just told him that she'd let someone else (anyone else) fuck her ass if he'd just fuck her. At the time, I wasn't sure if she actually meant this, or if he'd told her to say it for my benefit … either way, I was sitting there practically trembling, it had turned me on so much.

Aaron took her out onto the dance floor, and led her into the crowd. It was a really crowded place and I couldn't see them at all. I kept fantasizing about what he could possibly be doing to her in there. I'd seen him finger her on the dance floor. I'd seen him fuck her at a table in the bar. I'd seen them do so many things in the view of others that all I kept thinking was he was out there right now pushing his dick into her pussy while anyone could see. And all I wanted to do was cum just thinking about it.

After awhile, they hadn't come back, so I finally went to look for them. When I found them, he wasn't quite fucking her … but her ass was grinding against him and his hand was up her skirt. Her face was totally flush and she was leaning her head back against him. I figured he was rubbing her clit, because she was definitely about to cum.

I wanted him to pull her skirt up so everyone could see. I wanted them to realize that she was his whore and would do whatever he wanted. I wanted him to fuck her right there on the dance floor, and after what she'd said back at the bar, I knew she would go along with it. She had specifically told him she wanted to be fucked while everyone watched.

Aaron was sucking on her neck, putting his mark on her when I saw a look of immediate disappointment on her face. He'd pulled his hand out from under her skirt and brought it to her mouth right before she'd cum. By this point, I was standing directly in front of her and I could see how badly she needed it. She sucked the fingers into her mouth, while looking at me right in the eyes. He whispered something into her ear, and she reached down and began tugging her skirt up. It was tight enough so that it stayed up on its own. I could see, even with the flashy lights in the club, that she was wet.

I saw Aaron nod, and felt someone push past me. Shannon was still sucking greedily on his fingers as I was pushed a bit to the side. Another man had sidled up next to them and said something to Aaron and then to Shannon. And I saw his hand immediately cover her pussy. I expected Shannon to react poorly, but the only thing she did was close her eyes and begin to hump her pussy against his hand.

I wasn't sure if this was someone Aaron knew, or a random bar guy, but I'd hoped from Aaron's nod to him to come over that it was something he'd set up (he told me later he'd been waiting for me to come over before letting the guy touch her).

Aaron pulled his fingers out of her mouth and I watched her moan as this guy began fingering her. I was hard as a rock. Watching Aaron do things to her was one thing, but watching Aaron let someone else touch her took me to a completely different place. Like he knew she belonged to him and he could share her if he wanted to. And if he wanted to share her, that was his right.

I stood next to her and put one of my hands on her hip, wanting to touch her, as he fingered her. In barely more than a minute, she was cumming all over his hand. I think if the three of us weren't holding her, she would have collapsed straight to the floor.

Aaron spun her around so she was facing him, and the guy stepped in closer. I saw Shannon gasp and looked down, realizing that Aaron had pulled her up and had thrust his dick inside of her. He was using me and the other guy as cover so no one would see that he was fucking her. The other guy's hand moved to her ass, and with his fingers still wet from her pussy, I saw him begin to push one into her asshole while Aaron fucked her. I instinctively reached down and pulled one of her cheeks, helping spread her open for him. I watched his finger pushing in and out of her ass.

I kept praying that he would pull out his dick and push it into her ass. I wanted to see them both fucking her at the same time.

I heard murmuring, and could barely make out Shannon repeating "it belongs to you. it belongs to you" over and over. I couldn't tell if she meant her ass--which she'd decided weeks early belonged to Aaron--or her pussy, since that's where he currently was. I hoped she meant both.

After a few minutes, Aaron pulled out of her and said something to the other guy. The other guy walked away, looking very dejected. Aaron said to me "We're leaving. Go home, I'll bring her back tomorrow."

I spent the next 12 hours in a daze. I could barely sleep. I couldn't eat. All I kept thinking about was the previous night and what I'd seen and what he was doing to her over at his place.

When she finally came in, all she wanted to do was sleep. I went down on her, because I couldn't wait, but she was so worn out that she couldn't cum … and eventually just went to sleep for the majority of the day. I can't count the number of times I masturbated looking at her pussy, seeing how red and used it looked.

The rest of the week, she told me she was just too sore to have sex. But she would go down on me whenever I wanted. I asked her how she'd felt when the other guy made her cum, and she told me that Aaron had told her as soon as they went out onto the dance floor that the first time she was going to cum that night, it was going to be on someone else's hand. So she knew it was coming … and was very excited and nervous. But that when he stuck his finger in her ass, it was unexpected. And she wanted to tell him to stop, but Aaron had asked her who owned her ass.

She told me that every time he fucked her, until he brought her home, he'd talked about someone else fucking her. About them double-penetrating her. And she told me how much the idea terrified her, but how hard it had made her cum each time … and how she kept making him fuck her over and over while telling her what he wanted her to do.

I didn't want to push her yet, to find out how she really felt about that … or maybe I wasn't ready for her answer. But it would come up again the following week when they went out by themselves.


As I mentioned previously, Saturday night had pretty much become "Shannon & Aaron" date night. The last two Saturday nights, she went out with him on her own … though two weeks ago, they did end up back here after the bar closed. And it was the first time we had a full-on 3some. But I'll talk about that, and last week, another time. Right now, I want to talk about the past week, tonight, and the plan for my birthday tomorrow.

But I'll preface all of that with this: she went to his house directly after work today, and has been there ever since. I'm expecting a call around midnight to wish me a very sexy happy birthday … while she's getting fucked.

I mentioned last week that Aaron and I, and Shannon and I on a smaller scale, had discussed my birthday and Aaron's plans on taking her home with him after my "party". Well, we've all discussed it a number of times over the past week.

It turns out, she was not really into the idea of spending the night of my birthday with him. She wanted to spend it with me, and actually, despite all that's happened, became upset that I was so open and accepting of the idea of having him fucking her, instead of me fucking her, on my birthday. This came up last Tuesday, when he was talking to her about what he wanted to do to her Saturday night, and she wasn't being very responsive. I knew I had to have a conversation with her.

She and I were having dinner that night, and I started talking about how much I was looking forward to spending the evening with her and a lot of our friends that hadn't been able to make it to our engagement party. And how I couldn't wait to have birthday alone time with her. She said she didn't want to wait, and wanted special alone time right now, and a few minutes later we were upstairs, with her straddling me.

She was riding me really slow. And she leaned down and whispered into my ear that she wanted to give me something very special for my birthday. And I asked her what it was. And she reached back and put my hands on her ass, and she says "I want you to fuck me in the ass. I want you to make it belong to you."

And I said "What about Aaron? Your ass is his."

And she said "But don't you want me to be yours? Don't you want my ass?"

I felt so conflicted. On the one hand, hell yes I wanted to fuck her ass. I've been wanting to fuck her ass since we started dating. But on the other hand, I loved that only Aaron was fucking her there. And not only did I not want to take that away from him, I wanted to give him even more exclusivity to her body.

I had wanted to try to comfort her that night, but now I was either going to have to be dishonest with her or tell her exactly how I felt. And both of those things worried me. And, having that conversation in your head while you're having sex is fucking tremendously difficult.

So I pushed her up a little so I could look into her eyes. I took a deep breath. And I said "I want to fuck your ass so bad. You know that. And however weird this sounds, it is a huge turn on for me that you gave your virginity there to Aaron, and that you let him be the only one to fuck you there. I love you. I love being inside you. But I also love that your asshole belongs to him and that I can't have it. I love that something that should belong to me, belongs to my best friend instead. I want you to keep giving your ass to Aaron, and anyone that Aaron decides to let fuck it."

I can't accurately explain what I saw in her face when I said that. Part of me was worried she'd jump off of me. But she started moving her hips a little faster, even though she looked upset. It was a very confusing moment.

She leaned back down against me, as if she didn't want to look me in the eyes--and began to tell me how she loved it too. How it really turned her on. How wet it made her when Aaron fucked her ass and told her that she couldn't let me fuck her there. But that she'd been very confused emotionally. That she didn't know how I could handle it, and wasn't sure that I was handling it, because of how little we'd been having sex since she started having sex with Aaron.

It really seemed like a conversation we should have been having fully clothed. But she was squeezing me harder inside of her the more she spoke of it.

She told me she was worried that she'd been upsetting me and pushing me away, and that I'd only been going along with it because of her excitement. And that, emotionally, even though it turned her on, she was having a hard time giving something to Aaron that she was restricting from me.

I told her again how much I loved her, and how she wasn't pushing me away, that I wanted her to fuck Aaron. That part of me wished that she'd fuck him even more.

And I was so close to cumming--from her riding me harder, and having this conversation, finally being able to tell her how I felt about much of it. And I just threw caution to the wind, and I said,

"Part of me wishes you'd give your pussy to him too."

"I already let him fuck my pussy."

And I pushed her up again, and looked into her eyes, and said "No, I mean … I wish you'd give him your pussy the way you give him your ass. Sometimes, I think about him owning your pussy, and him fucking you exclusively and I get so fucking turned on that I can't breathe."

She didn't even respond at first, she just slammed herself down and started kissing me really hard, and began slamming her hips into mine. And all of a sudden, she was cumming so hard I thought she was going to hurt herself.

And she started rambling against my mouth, "He told me that. He told me he didn't want you to fuck me anymore. He wants my pussy to be his, too. I told him I couldn't do that. But he told me that's what he wanted. That's what you want?"

And I just moaned out a yes. And she said, "then fuck me every night this week, and on your birthday, my present to you will be that I'll give Aaron my pussy. And we'll see how it goes. Fuck me the rest of this week, knowing that's it for awhile. Knowing that after your birthday, you can't fuck me anymore."

I exploded … and I felt like my heart had exploded too.

Afterwards, we discussed it, and we discussed it again the next two nights both during sex and after. This morning, she left the house in a little purple dress. But before she did, she pulled it up to show me her pussy, and told me that tonight, at midnight, she'd call me … to wish me happy birthday, and to tell Aaron, while on the phone with me, that her pussy belonged to him.

I'm expecting that call in 40 minutes. And I'm expecting to cum all over the place when I hear her tell him.

I will definitely post ASAP about what happened when she called at Midnight, while with Aaron ... and what happened the following night at my birthday party. But I just wanted to drop in and mention our Valentine's plans. We're going out to dinner tonight, for a special night out since it's our first Valentine's after getting engaged. She told me she was going to wear something very sexy, because she wanted to tease me all night until I feel like I'm going to burst. The plan is to follow up dinner by having Aaron meet us back at our place ... and having me hold her, and watch, while she gives him her Valentine's present.

After my birthday, and letting him know that she's having sex exclusively with him, we had another long conversation. She decided she wanted to give him another gift for Valentine's Day ... when he's fucking her tonight, she's going to let him know that he can come over and fuck her anytime that he wants. So he no longer has to wait until Friday/Saturday nights. She told me that if she was only going to be having sex with him, then she wanted to have sex with him more often, because she didn't think she could handle only having sex once or twice a week.

To answer a question asked earlier, there has been talk (well, dirty talk, during their sex, at least) of Aaron being the first one to fuck her after making her my bride. But I'll get to that soon enough.

As I mentioned, I was sitting here the night before my birthday, waiting for that call to come in. Shannon was going to tell Aaron, while on the phone with me, that she was taking her pussy away from me and giving it to him. The anxiety and anticipation was killing me.

She had left the house that morning in this little purple dress--the dress that she wore on our very first date. I guess it was a pretty symbolic gesture. And as I waited for that call, all I could think about was her straddling him, taking his dick inside of her, while she was wearing it.

My heart was pounding, and I could feel my pulse throbbing pretty much everywhere. My dick was out and hard as a rock … and it was throbbing so bad I was worried I'd cum before the call even came through. Writing that previous post while I was waiting for the call had really helped put me on edge.

Finally, my phone rang and the excitement became almost overwhelming as I answered. My voice cracked as I said hello … and got no response. Instead, I could hear that they were already fucking. I could hear her whimpering. I could hear Aaron grunting. And I could hear the wet sounds of them slapping together. I had expected her to begin the call with the news … but now, listening to them having sex, I wasn't sure if she'd already told him or was waiting.

She was telling him to fuck her harder and I could hear every little yelp as he slammed into her. I stayed quiet, just listening, waiting for her to give me some sort of signal as to what was going on. Then, after a few minutes, I heard her ask him if we would get on top of her.

All of a sudden, I could hear them kissing, and I could just picture her on her back. Her legs raised and spread, wrapped around him, pulling his cock inside of her pussy. And as they were kissing, I heard her say, "I want to give you a gift … I want to give you my pussy for his birthday."

"Just for his birthday?" -- He sounded almost confused, like he didn't understand exactly what she meant.

"No … Aaron … I want to give you my pussy. It's my gift to you on his birthday. I want it to belong to you …"

I could tell from the sounds that they'd slowed down, but from her voice it would obvious they hadn't stopped completely.

"What exactly do you mean, Shannon? Be specific … you know what I want …"

"My pussy belongs to you, Aaron. And I won't let him fuck me anymore. I promise."

"Ever?"

"Oh god …"

And I didn't even have a moment to think about it. I came so hard I thought I was going to throw up. The phone lay on the desk, on speaker, and cum was practically everywhere … and I couldn't move, because I didn't want to miss anything.

"I asked you a fucking question, Shannon. "

And I heard her yelp as he slammed into her.

"Oh god, I can't …"

She began whimpering again as the sounds got more forceful. He was fucking her hard again. Distracting her.

"If your pussy is going to belong to me. Then he's never fucking it again. Now, pick up the phone, and tell him that your pussy belongs to me … that I own it … and he'll never get to fuck it again, ever."

And after a few moments, I heard her scrambling to pick up the phone, and she said to me "I love you … but my pussy belongs to Aaron now, and I can't let you fuck me ever again."

She came shortly after finishing it. I came, again, with her. And the phone went dead. And I kept listening to the recording of the call over and over until I passed out.

When I woke up, it was late morning. I went off to have birthday lunch with my sister … but couldn't get that call out of my mind. When I got home, there was a note on the kitchen table from Shannon--telling me that she'd stopped by to pick up an outfit for tonight, and that she and Aaron would meet me at the bar before any of our other friends got there.

When they showed up, I noticed right away that she'd gotten her hair cut short and curly. The dress she was wearing was one of the shortest one she owned. It was an orange and white "Mod" dress that really showed off the shape of her ass and her legs, along with over the knee white stockings and white go-go boots.

It was all a huge fucking tease. She was wearing her hair the exact way that I like it … and she was wearing the exact outfit that she knew always made me get really aggressively sexual with her. And seeing her that way, wearing everything the exact way I would have wanted her to wear it--but wearing it all for another man--made me so incredibly jealous and so incredibly turned on at the same time. I wanted to fuck the shit out of her, right there in the bar, and knew absolutely that I couldn't … that I wouldn't even be taking her home with me.

The realization set in right then, it think, that there was no way in hell I didn't want to fuck her tonight … but that I couldn't. And someone else would be doing it instead.

I needed a drink.

So we all drank. And little by little, our other friends began pouring in. And little by little, all of us got drunker and drunker.

At some point, she and I were out on the dance floor. We were making out, and my hands kept sliding up the back of the dress, squeezing her ass. And every so often, my hand would drift between her legs and I would feel how wet she was.

She asked me if I had enjoyed the phone call. I pulled her against me, pressing my erection against her. I told her that I had. And that I'd listened to it over and over again. I asked her if he had fucked her again after she hung up … and she told me that he'd barely stopped fucking her long enough to get a little sleep before she'd come to the house to get her outfit. And that he'd fucked her again, in his truck, right before they came into the bar.

I moaned into her ear and tried to see if I could feel his cum on, or in, her pussy. She realized what I was doing, and whispered that he had cum in her mouth.

I asked her if she really wasn't ever going to let me fuck her again, now that she'd given her pussy to Aaron. She admitted how hot it had been when he was saying that to her the previous night while I listened. And she kept thinking about how naughty the idea was that we would get married, and her husband would never get to be inside of her. She asked me how it made me feel.

I told her that it didn't seem very realistic. But that just the idea of it had made me cum multiple times. And that if she and Aaron wanted to see how long we could make a go of it, that I would be game. Then she told me that the two of them had discussed it, when not having sex, and decided that Aaron would be the only one to fuck her up until the day of our wedding. And the first time I'd fuck her again would be after we were married.

Part of me was relieved to hear her say it … and part of me was somehow disappointed in losing the fantasy so soon. Looking back at all the conversations that she and I had about all of her sex with Aaron, I really believe she'd told me because she was worried I wouldn't be able to handle it.

A lot of the rest of the night is a blur. I wish I could say I saw Aaron fucking her on the dance floor in that little outfit. Or that I saw him fucking her in the truck when we left. But the truth is, I'd barely slept at all the previous night, and here I was being fed drinks over and over by a big group of people. The two of them could have fucked on a table in front of everyone and I probably wouldn't remember it.

I did get home safe. And I did wake up to the two of them having sex in my own bed, right next to me, multiple times throughout the rest of the night. I wanted to stay awake. I tried to watch. But it just wasn't happening.

When I woke up the next morning, feeling incredibly sick, Aaron was gone and Shannon was cuddled up against me. And later that day, even though we didn't have sex, she did put that little outfit back on and gave me a little masturbation show … and a very much needed "day after my birthday" blow-job. So I wasn't being totally cut off. Right before I came, she told me that even though her ass and pussy were off-limits to me, Aaron had told her that she could still suck my dick and let me cum in her mouth whenever I needed her.