Bamunini 3️⃣

His voice was so fucking calm, he wasn't yelling or screaming.... he was as calm as if we were sitting down to dinner. I walked slowly across and eased down onto the edge of the bed as Munya shifted to the side. It suddenly struck me... I was sitting in the same spot I had when Tonde and I had first...I trembled...

"Did you think I wouldn't know" his soft voice came through the dark.

"I can explain"..."It was the devil", I sobbed.

"Shhhhhhhhh" I felt his hand gently take mine. "Let me talk" he said.

"When we got married" his voice was clam and clear. "I couldn't get enough of you. I think we even had sex 6 times in one day...back then."

I shuddered, remembering how we would rut like animals in our first rented room, the neighbors pounding on the walls to make us quiet down...

"These last five years... something has...changed." His voice resumed. It's not you, honestly hun." His hand gently squeezed mine. "Heavens knows you have enough sex drive for the both of us."

God help me he actually chuckled at the humor of his own words. I was feeling like the great betrayer, and he was making jokes...

"Baba B" I said firmly.

"Sorry" he apologized. "But that's the issue...you have the sex drive; and I...don't." he said softly...

I tensed, waiting. Was I too fat...was I getting old... had he found a younger woman? All those thoughts raged through my mind. All of it was shattered with his next words.

"At least not with...women." His words sliced into me...

"Oh my God" I couldn't suppress the gasp...

"Don't be shocked, you knew I was bisexual when we met." He said.

He was right, I did know. During our first few years of marriage I couldn't count the number of swinger parties we had attended. But that had all ended when our son was born...l had decided we needed to settle down, and be a proper family...

As that thought swept through my mind, a mental image filtered with it. We had been to a party and I had been more horny than usual. I remember being on my hands and knees while some man shoved his fat dick into me; while Munya..oh fuckkkk he was fucking the man's ASS.

I suddenly realized Munya had sat up in the bed next to me. In the light from the hall I could finally see his eyes. I stared into them as he held my hand. I didn't even know what to say at that moment... but he did...

"Does he satisfy you?" he asked softly.

"Munya" I choked out.

"Does he?" Munya pressed.

My will collapsed in that moment. I slumped there on the edge of the bed as I admitted defeat. I had been fucking my own husband's brother...and my husband knew.

"Yes" I whispered...

"Then go to our bedroom and wait for him" Munya gave a small smile.

"What about...?" I glanced around the room.

"Well, Tonde and I can work that out later" he nodded. "Believe me you won't keep me up" he smiled. "I've already had my anniversary...present."

Before I knew what had happened or even how... I walked back to my bedroom. I sat on the edge of the bed stunned. I wanted to cry... but was it with shame...or relief.

Munya and I had talked for almost an hour... it was one of the hardest things I had ever done. We both knew we loved each other... but we both admitted we didn't desire each other...

When I had asked him if he wanted a divorce...I had been surprised at the violence of his reply. He had said he simply could not imagine his life without the two people who had been with him for so long and the funny thing was he was right... I couldn't imagine it either...

So, apparently he had decided to give me my anniversary present...his brother. Life would go on as it had, with the two men literally switching roles...

The whole concept boggled my mind while I sat there. I glanced at the clock and realized I only had a half an hour and Tonde would be home. My first reaction was how to tell him... and then it struck me. For the first time, we would make love... in OUR bed. And there would be no need to restrain ourselves. That simple thought brought a wrench to my belly, and sent a gush of hot fluids into my panties...

I stood and removed my clothes walking to the night stand I retrieved the bottle of baby oil I kept there with my toys. By the time I heard the front door, my body was covered head to toe in a sheer glisten from the oil...

I stretched out on the bed, waiting. I heard footsteps as they ascended the steps. In my mind I could see him open his bedroom door... and what he would find. I knew he wouldn't wake his brother, he would come to me...

I heard soft footsteps down the passage, and then there he was. I could see the confusion on his face as he stood in the doorway...I wondered if that was what I had looked like before...

"Gulez, why...Holy fuckkk!" he stopped as his eyes fell on me...

I swear I could watch the size of the bulge in his chinos grow as he stared. Once again I felt that thrum of pleasure in the pit of my stomach that I could still do that to a man, even if he was 12 years younger than me and my bamunini

"Do you like?" I asked softly.

"Oh yes" I heard him softly choke.

"Then why are you still dressed?" I gave a small smile.

"But...mukoma..." he looked back down the passage confused.

"This is his choice" I reassured Tonde. "Are you going to accept?" I asked nervously.

I knew the turmoil in his mind, I had felt every bit of it myself earlier. Unlike me, the decision was much swifter with him. I watched as each piece of his clothing came off, and at the same time he advanced on the bed. By the time he was standing at my side... that huge tube of cock was standing straight out from him like a steel pole from piggot_maskew...

There was so much I wanted to ask, so much I wanted to say... but I just lay on the bed drawing small circles over my belly with a finger as I watched him. I could see the growing hunger in his eyes... I waited.

As he slid onto the bed, his lean body hovering over mine...I watched his lips slowly come closer.

"Your turn baby" I whispered as our mouths connected.

I felt his hot tongue slip into my mouth at the same moment two thick fingers slid between my oil slick lips. Ladder, oh shitttt... it was heavenly... to finally give myself so completely.

"Tonde" I groaned into his mouth.

Reaching up I pressed on his shoulders, our bodies slowly rolling over until he was spread out on his back on the wide bed. Oh fuck, for the first time I could enjoy every inch of him and not feel like we were in some narrow box. I lay my oil slick body on top of his... and like some Nuru massage... began to slide my entire body up and down his.

I shuddered as my breasts slid along his hot skin, my nipples scraping his pectorals. I could feel his thick cock trapped between us, gliding along from my belly to my groin and then back up. I looked down into his eyes in the pale light from the bedside lamp.

"I belong to you now" I whispered.

"Oh gulez" he moaned...

"Call me Mistress"

"What do you want to do baby, tell me" I husked.

"I want...oh fuck" he groaned.

"Say it" I moaned softly down at him.

I ground my slick pelvis against his cock... I could feel his length between my thighs... sliding along my inflamed lips... I wanted him, I just had to be sure.

"Say it" I whispered.

Tonde's eyes were filled with fire as I felt his hands grip my slick hips. I didn't resist as he shifted my body higher....until I felt that hard cock slip between my thighs. Our bellies were pressed together, his engorged head only an inch or less from my dripping opening.

"I want to fuck you" his voice dripped with lust.

I shivered at the intensity in his voice... I had never heard a man want me this badly, not even Munya. That night, on my wedding anniversary... I gave myself to another man..

"Then take me" I croaked...

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