We had watched porn for maybe 45 minutes when Terri leaned against me; forcing me to the floor where we sat in front of David and Nick. I did not resist her advance, and parted first my legs to accept her atop me, and later my lips to accept her tongue. She continued to kiss me with sexual intent as she began to grind against me like a stripper might do during a lap dance.

Truth be told, I was nervous. I had kissed Terri plenty of times, and I had performed sexually with her alone, and in front of the guys. I was nervous, but not about Terri or what we were about to do next. I was nervous, and yet nobody else seemed to be.

Nick had moved away from David, and to the far end of the couch; I suppose to claim an optimum angle to watch Terri and me perform. David made eye-contact with me briefly, then quickly looked to the television, and just as quickly his attention turned to Terri as she paused, sat upright on her knees, and removed her top and bra.

I waited…and with much anticipation I stared at Terri’s nakedness. Her nipples were soft and puffy…she was relaxed. Her breasts were small and almost adolescent in appearance. She had a small patch of freckles between her breasts and neck, and she looked over her right shoulder towards Nick before she began with me again. I was wearing only a short t-shirt, and Terri slid her hands under my shirt, moving it up, over my breasts and out of her way. She began to tease my nipples and breasts with her tongue, and then resumed kissing my mouth.

Tequila shots, Jell-O shots with vodka, beer, and cocaine influenced the actions of everyone this evening, but I would have participated in a similar manner if I had been sober and straight. Terri is a monkey I crave on my back, and Nick is someone I have fantasized about fucking for months. The alcohol and cocaine only allowed me to refrain from dwelling on the marital and moral sin I was willfully committing; it did not impair my judgment.

Terri pulled my shorts down and over my hips. I squirmed to aid her and pulled my own top over my head. She began to lick me down there, and I saw Nick rise and begin to undress. I closed my eyes, hoping the room did not start to spin.

Terri’s moans prompted me to open my eyes; Nick was fucking her from behind. He was looking directly at me now, and the muscles in his shoulders, arms and chest flexed as he pulled Terri against him while he stroked. David was absent from his position on the couch, and I looked about the room for him. I could hear him undressing behind me; however, I could not see him yet. He kissed me in an inverted manner; Terri ceased her cunnilingus efforts, now staring want only at my husband. She raised herself from her elbows and was now in a doggie position between my legs as Nick continued to fuck her.

I know in the next several minutes, previously uncrossed lines will be crossed. A new set of rules will be in place, and nothing will ever be the same. My marriage will be redefined, and I will have sex with a man other than my husband for the first time in over five years. Nick is not the reason for this; he has been in my life for a couple of years and there was never any danger of what was about to happen next. David is not the reason for this; if he wanted something like this to happen, he knows we could have talked about it. I am not the reason for this; I am content in my little world…all I want is to get pregnant. No, the reason for this is between my legs; her name is Terri. I am not certain that I succumbed to Terri’s charms because she was a female and I knew David would not mind, or if I subconsciously wanted what was about to happen. It is not about the opportunity to experience Nick sexually, I could have done that months ago.

It is Terri, and I have never wanted anyone more in my life, sexually…never. I am drawn to her like a fat girl to a Krispy-Kreme. I have already done something tonight I never thought I would do again, and I am about to do something I swore I would never do.

Terri’s head was down now as she moaned and grinded her butt against Nick. David sat in a chair to my left, and I got up and moved between his legs. His penis was already erect when I began to fellate him and he pushed gently in my mouth as I accepted him. I looked at him several times and he was often watching Nick and Terri. I felt first Nick's hands reach from behind me and gently cup my breasts, and then his penis against my butt---this was it. David's hands are now on either side of my head and Terri is beside me; she kissed me again as I removed David's penis from my mouth...
 
Nick took my hand and moved toward the couch...I rose and followed, ready?
 
Nick sat and I knelt in front of him, facing him...obediently. I briefly looked at his face as I grasped his semi-erect penis with my right hand, and it began.
 
I did not look at David and Terri. I knew what was going on there, and honestly, I was not concerned. I knew Terri well enough to understand she would be the aggressor, and I knew David well enough to trust he would comply. I wanted to watch them at some point, but now was not the time. I had my own moral battle to address and my own fantasy to realize.
 
Nick's penis filled my mouth and he tasted of Terri. He was thicker than David, but not as long. I fellated him for several minutes without making eye-contact; I ran my tongue the length of his penis, around the head, and then flicked it against his testicles...and then I looked up at him. He gently touched the side of my face and then closed his eyes...he seemed content. I feigned difficulty as I swallowed him entirely...in reality, this was not a problem.
 
From behind me I heard the chair slide against the hardwood floor, and then movement...now was the time to look. I turned to see Terri leading David out of the room and toward the second bedroom. Neither spoke or looked back as they walked away. I do not know if Nick sensed my uncertainty about David and Terri, or if he just thought it was time to take the next step...
 
Nick gently lifted me onto the couch, spread my legs slightly, and began to perform cunnilingus...awkwardly. My left leg hung off the side of the couch, and Nick was on his knees still on the floor. I suppose it was just a difference in technique, Nick seemed genuine and eager in his efforts, but it was not happening for me. I put my hands on his head affectionately, and ran my fingers through his spiked hair, and closed my eyes. I have touched his hair before; typically Nick's hair has a lot of product in it. Tonight it was dry, although I could tell he had something in it earlier. I could hear noises from the second bedroom...sexual noises, from both David and Terri. I opened my eyes, and I knew my thoughts about the activity in the other room were affecting my level of pleasure in this room. 
 
"I want you to fuck me" I said, intending it to sound sultry, but I am sure it just sounded lame.
 
Without hesitation, and as if he had been waiting for his name to be called at the DMV, Nick sprang to his feet and re-positioned himself onto the couch and comfortably between my legs. I looked at his penis...it looked magnificent and was still erect. Kneeling now, he rubbed it against my vagina and then penetrated me without effort. I was wet...prepared...ready? Nick felt great inside of me; his penis filled me yet was not uncomfortable. He stroked gently several times before fully entering me, and then again re-positioned himself completely on the couch, and atop me. I winced as he pushed inside of me, more out of anticipation and excitement than displeasure though.
 
Again I heard noises from the second bedroom. David was grunting as if he was climbing a steep hill or maybe pedaling a bicycle with great determination. Terri was now moaning in a guttural manner; almost rhythmically...she was near orgasm. I closed my eyes, wrapped my legs around Nick, and grabbed his butt with both hands, holding him inside me and limiting his strokes.
 
My mind flipped back to the countless times I had imagined fucking Nick either in my mind, while masturbating, or as David fucked me and talked suggestively to me. I usually imagined myself on top...in control. I was the aggressor in my fantasies and Nick was the almost unwilling participant, obliging my rabid libido and David's perverse cuckold fetish. What was going on here was not like that...
 
Nick was making love to me. His weight was supported; he followed my physical suggestions, and responded to my body English. Although his penis felt different inside me and his body was unique to David's, there was a familiarity to the interaction itself. It was almost as if he had rehearsed...had he?
 
I ignored the sounds from the other room now. I was having my own experience and Nick deserved my concentration and attention.
 
Nick began to breathe faster...heavier; I knew he was resisting orgasm and I knew he would fail. I clenched his torso tighter with my legs and held him inside of me with both my hands now, and my legs. I squeezed tighter and had a tremendous orgasm. I released my grip on Nick, allowing him to do what he wanted to accomplish his own orgasm. My eyes were open now and I was oblivious to anything other than Nick pounding me with his thick penis. I whispered for him to not cum inside me. In retrospect, this instruction prolly came too late.
 
Anxiously, I looked down at Nick's penis as he withdrew from me. He laid it atop me and continued to stroke himself to completion. I was disappointed that I was unable to see much stuff come out...
 
So, that is my story. The Sunday after this occurred, I was troubled by many things. For the record, I appeared to be the only one to be troubled by any of the events of the previous night.
 
I am embarrassed by a couple of things...Certainly, the cocaine is embarrassing. I have overcome issues with this drug years ago, swore I would never do it again, and successfully avoided it for over ten years. When Terri offered it, my resistance was minimal. I am also embarrassed that condoms were not utilized. This will continue to bother me and it is maybe one of the most irresponsible things I have ever done sexually. I have no excuses for these lapses in common sense and sound judgment.
 
And finally, I titled this as I did, first, because I just watched The Dark Knight and figured it was a catchy thing to do...clever huh? But also because a lot of dark things happened this night. I am a married woman with fantastical desires, thoughts, and secrets like most any married woman. However, my actions this evening crossed many lines; which I previously guarded so tenaciously.
 
That's it...go ahead and judge me, I expect it.
 
There is nothing you can say to me that I have not already thought.