Fiction
10 May 2018


First let me establish some facts: my husband and I have discussed the lifestyle, and it is something that intrigues us both, but we have not taken the next step. He works away from home and he is comfortable for me to play; if it is something that I want to do (and I tell him about it). This story is a true recent episode about my first steps in pursuing my sexual desire.

I was to meet a girlfriend in the city. We had booked at a fancy restaurant and we had planned a big night out; clubbing and drinking. I dressed for the evening, spoiling myself with a new, slinky outfit, shoes and lingerie. I felt attractive, even sexy.

I was first to arrive at the restaurant, seated and ordered a bottle of bubbly to get the night started immediately. Unfortunately, after a little while, I received a call from my girlfriend, who informed me she was unable to get away as her son had come down with a fever. Whilst she was apologetic, I was determined to enjoy what I could of the night. The atmosphere in the restaurant was lively and I was feeling flirty. So even though I was drinking by myself, I was happy and confident.

The table next to me had overheard the conversation about my friend cancelling and expressed their disappointment for me. They too were a jovial couple and we passed some banter across the gap between our tables during our meal. It made the experience of the restaurant enjoyable and didn't make it feel like I was dining alone.

Just before leaving the restaurant, I used the ladies. The lady from the table next to me was reapplying her makeup. She was a little drunk, saying that they were making the most of being on holiday and visiting Melbourne for the first time. They intended kicking on, and would I suggest where to go. I suggested the intimate wine bar that I had planned to go to with my friend. She immediately suggested that I join them so I didn't have to end the night early.

It made sense, and we had created a vibe between us with our banter, so I became the 3rd spoke in the wheel and escorted them to my recommendation. Even though we were stranger at the beginning of the night, I was really at ease with John and Cyndi, and they were with me. We even explored risqué topics like sex and desires and kinks. It was a lovely night and we ended up drinking in their hotel lobby after the wine bar.

When I thought it was time to say goodnight, I was going to give Cyndi a hug and thank her for making my night fun. When I did this, I just felt compelled to be more intimate and I leaned in for a kiss. It started out gentle. We didn't break off. We continued. It became more passionate. It wasn't anticipated. It wasn't planned. I just wanted to do it. Cyndi just wanted to do it.

I was conscious that we were in the hotel lobby. The next thing I said was "let's go up to your room". I was direct, assured and it felt like the most natural request in the world. Cyndi's response was the same. She didn't say anything, all she did was take my hand and lead me to the lift. We didn't say anything in the lift, but I leaned in again and kissed her. I've never been with a girl before, neither had Cyndi, but there was a current that was tingling my desires. And even though unsaid; I knew she had the same desires.

We got to their room and through the door. The electricity between Cyndi and I was incredible. I continued to kiss her, while she eased my dress off and then stood back to admire me. I didn't feel self conscious; rather, I felt confident. I wanted her to lust after me. I felt sexy and desirable in my sheer stockings, black basque and knickers. I think my underwear complimented my figure, boobs and hips. I was lusting after her.

I moved back towards her and slipped my hand up her dress. She wasn't wearing any knickers. We started to giggle. She admitted that she had taken them off at the table to tease John. She had been driving him mad all night.

I kissed down her neck. I released the halter neck of her dress and it slipped away from her lithe body. I kissed down her breasts. She was slim and they were perky. Her nipples were already hard. She was very aroused. She stepped back, drawing me down with her on to the bed. Shuffling up towards the pillars, she left me at the foot of the bed, between her legs. Hazy, I explored with gentle kisses on her thighs and legs, then I had an overwhelming need to kiss her pussy. She was shaved. She was small. And she was tight. I kissed gently and then more rapidly. I needed to use my tongue. She moaned silently and arched her back. It was only slightly, but it was enough to tell me it was what she wanted. I continued. Her pussy was my focus and her pleasure was my own. She was wet. I was wet. I hadn't even been touched, but the actions, desires and thoughts of what I was doing was incredible. It was mostly in my head. It was mostly the anticipation. But if you've been in a similar position; you know what I mean. The desire and anticipation is all there is. It is arousing. It is exciting.

I am focused on giving her pleasure and speed up. She is moaning more audibly and more rapidly. I think she has cum. I lift my head slightly. She pushes me back down. She is greedy. She wants more. I continue to lick her pussy. I can feel her clit. It is hard. It is curious to the touch of my tongue. I manipulate it with my tongue. John slides his hands across my back. I shiver. He runs his hands along my back and across my arse. I tingle. He leans over me. I feel his breath against my ear. He runs his hands along my arms. I desire him. He knows it.

Nothing is said, but I want him. Cyndi wants him to take me. He wants me. He is already naked. He is already erect. I haven't touched him. Cyndi hasn't touched him. Nothing is said, but we all know this is what we want.

He is gentle. He slips on a condom. I can feel his cock against my pussy. My knickers are in the way. I lean back and push my knickers to the side of my pussy. His cock is rubbing up and down my slit. I know I am wet. I know I am wide open. He is teasing me. I can't take it. I thrust back. He enters me. He stretches me. He is large. He stretches me again. There is more of him than I thought. He enters further. He stretches me more. I am wet. I am ecstatic. He is all the way in side of me. The thought makes me cum. My first threesome. My first threesome orgasm. I tense. I spasm. I gasp.

Underneath me, Cyndi cums. She is vocal and she is tense. She laughs and she relaxes. In my own orgasm I had become frantic. I was licking her hard and forcefully. I stop. She pushes me away. It is a curious taste. It is salty; not sharp, but pleasant. But I can't concentrate on her wants. She has cum and I have John in me. I have needs. He is thrusting now. I know I will cum again. But please, not too soon.

Cyndi repositions herself. I am on all fours: doggy style. John is thrusting, long, but gentle. He is a gentle lover. His hands are holding my hips firmly. I feel safe, but dangerous. Cyndi is under me. She is returning the favour. She is licking my clit. I am lost in desire.

John pulls out. Cyndi takes off his condom and he enters her mouth. I am greedy. I want him back in me. A reach back, but he enters me with his figures. 2 of them. He is no longer gentle. He is thrusting his hand hard in and out. He has wrapped his fingers around.

He is hitting my g-spot.

I clench.

He thrusts.

I clench.

He pulls out.

I cum.

I squirt.

My legs wobble.

Cyndi is under me. She is rubbing my clit. I am still squirting. I am squirting in her mouth. I am out of control. Cyndi is in control. My orgasm subsides. I am spent. John is not. He thrusts back inside of me; bareback. This is too much. But I can't speak. I can't take this anymore, but I don't want him to stop. Cyndi is licking me. Hard. I feel the roughness of her tongue. I cum again. I squirt again. My legs give way. I can't stay up.

I need a break. We all laugh. What an experience. But we're not finished. John has not cum. I need a break, so he positions Cyndi on the bed and enters her. He is slow at first. They have a natural rhythm. He speeds up. She starts to gyrate and thrust back against him. She is now cumming. But he is not finished. He stays in her and she regains her composure. He starts slow again. I can tell this is how they make love.

It is arousing watching another couple be intimate. I still have my lingerie on. I take off my knickers. I gently play with myself. John is watching me. He is thrusting faster. He has that look that says he is imagining it is me he is fucking. I wonder if he will last long?

I am now fingering myself. I am imagining it is John fucking me again. I cum. Cyndi is also watching me. She cums. And like me before her, she squirts. It is incredible to see. I have to taste her. I lick her pussy. It is like nectar. I could lick her all night. But she is too sensitive now. I know how she feels and John has not cum yet.

He pulls out from her. I put him in my mouth. He is massive. I've never seen such a big cock, never mind been fucked by one. I taste Cyndi on him. Cyndi joins me. She knows how to work him. We are both sucking him at the same time. She reaches behind him. I play with his massive balls. He hardens more. He tenses. He starts to cum. He shoots his cum. I get some in my mouth. We get some on our face. We get some in our hair. We get some on our neck, chests and breasts. Some shoots past us on to the bed sheets. He takes his cock away from us and jerks it until there is no more cum. We all laugh.

I am too tired to carry on. I find my knickers. I put my dress back on. I say goodbye and leave. My head is hazy, but they leave me with a thought for the next time I masturbate or have sex with my husband. Cyndi tells me that this was their first threesome. They had never considered doing anything like this. It "just happened". But is was incredible and erotic. They are aroused and will carry on. But Cyndi is too sensitive; her tight, small pussy can only take so much. She will invite John to take her anally. Something she's never done. Something he has always wanted. Tonight's their night for it. They want me to think about John stretching Cyndi's arse. I need to imagine them and hold on to that fantasy. I smile. This night was amazing.

I can't wait to share it with my husband. I want to experience it with him. Maybe with another woman, like Cyndi and John did with me. Or perhaps with another man. If we do that, I'd like to be dominate. Have 2 cocks in my at the same time. Even have anal. If I do, I'll think about Cyndi and John.


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