First timer, help me pop my cherry. Constructive comments appreciated. Horny lustful pm’s even better.
I’m excited. Not crazy excited but we don’t get out much so any social interaction is wonderful. Our friend Gwen is coming into town and is staying the night. My perverted self is swimming in dirty thoughts but reality slaps me into a strait consciousness.
My wife, Bea, is happy to have her here and our kids are about the same age so they play wonderfully. Small talk is made and the past is caught up upon. The news of the night is her recent breakup and how she has been dealing with it. Nights crying and other nights partying. Not a particularly good combination but life sucks sometimes.
She recently hooked up with a friend for a one night stand and admitted it was really fun but is a little worried about the consequences. Not a big deal in my opinion but I’m open minded. I asked if she was safe about it and she responded positively which covers my only concern. I obviously want to hear every detail but think I may be pushing the conversation. This is where my wife saves the day. She asks what they did! My mind does a cartwheel.
The cool part was the response. She laid it all down quickly and without hesitation. Some kissing, some hickeys and he bent me over the desk till I came and he soon did after. Jackpot. It wasn’t some drawn out epic but a quick unabashed synopsis of events. My inner pervert is satisfied.
I take it a step further and ask if the one-night stand is the craziest thing she has done. “nope” the last real boyfriend introduced into light bdsm and little butt play. She seemed a little bashful at that last confession but Bea jumps in and states how she loves anal! I up it again and inform her that the Bea’s next goal is to get watched while having sex. This is a big moment. I look at her in the eye. Nothing. I look at my wife and smile a bit. Nothing. Nod my head towards her. Nothing. I look back. Nothing. I go all in and ask if she would like to watch us have sex. She answers with a question, “sure?” I look at Bea and she raises her eyebrows and shrugs and says “ok.” Houston, we have liftoff. I almost had to get a new set of pants right on the spot.
I know the rules, the wife and I have talked about them before and know what is allowed and what isn’t. We have never done anything but have talked a few times about doing this. She might do some soft swapping someday but not right now. She thought this would happen with a swinger couple or something but this is moving along and I plan to see it through. I promise that we will follow some rules and just want her to watch and we won’t be trying to have sex with her but would like her to be able to masturbate and be seminude to even the playing field. It would really help out with our anxiety about doing this. We can all be a little vulnerable together.
I have an idea. She said she likes to be tied up which starts the wheels are in motion in my mind. The kids have long been asleep, we are all in jammies, and we head down to our bedroom in the basement. Stomach is in knots. I can’t believe this is real. There is a chair in the corner and Gwen heads toward it as the wife bolts towards the bed. I have better ideas.
I go over to the chest of goodies and get out the rope and handcuffs. I look strait at her and ask if she trusts me. She hesitantly says yes and I head towards her. I cuff her hands and walk her over to the other side of the room where there is an expertly installed eyehook that has been used for a swing in the past. Both a regular swing and sex swing. I use the rope to tie the cuffs up, not tight as I don’t want them digging into skin but enough that she can’t put them down at all. She asks me about playing with herself as we agreed upon and I said I have it under control. I pull her shirt up as I smile at her. She isn’t happy as she is a mother and really hates what the kid has done to her stomach. I really don’t care. I use the leftover rope end and tie the shirt to the cuffs, up out of the way. The pants come off really easy as there isn’t much she can do about it but she looks worried. I reassure her she will be just fine. I want to touch. Squeeze. Pinch. Rules are rules though and I don’t want to fuck this up.
I head back to my wife in bed and give her the most passionate kiss I have in a while. The hand behind the head, just a touch of tongue. The whole package. I move the other hand between her legs and start rubbing. I know what she likes and keep at it for a bit. I grab her hand and use it to replace mine, only inside her panties this time. The pants must go. I leave the panties on as I love the look. It’s a kink of mine. I kiss her again as I pull out my cock. It’s well past hard at this point. I go to put in my wife’s mouth and she keeps it closed. WTF? She then motions over to Gwen. She is biting her lip. Looks up and then strait down embarrassed.
I laugh and ask “what?” She responds with “nothing.” She is a mother and I know she has seen a few penises in her day, not a ton but enough. I ask again, “what?” She says it’s big. Of course it is. I’m a big person.
Then I go back and shove it in my wife’s mouth. A little rough this time. Bea has to use her other hand to hold me back a little. I do this for a bit and then for good measure I hold it in deep as she gags just a little and spits me out gasping for air. I give her a sloppy kiss and lay her back. This is when the panties start to come off. A good tongue lashing ensues and a glance at our guest is very rewarding. She looks ready to wet herself. Probably already has a little.
I pause and kiss the wife again and say I’ll be right back. I head to the closet and grab a modified microphone stand I have used a few times in the past. Bring it to Gwen, place it down in front of her, looking her over from foot to head lingering on her bright colored bikini cut panties and sigh with a huge smile. Back to the treasure chest. The Hitachi magic wand comes out with a condom to wrap the head, safety first! Gwen asks what it is and I ignore her. A moment later and its secure in its new home and buzzing right at vagina level. She looks at me in horror. I look back at my wife biting her lip now, rubbing herself and smile at her from ear-to-ear. I slide the stand forward till it just comes shy of where it should be, then head back to the bed.
I strip naked very quickly and tell my wife to roll over. The authority in my voice is almost scary. I run this place right now. I’m not used to being the boss, it’s usually pretty mutual. We pretend to be Dom or whatnot but it really doesn’t count. Right now I can breathe fire. I am not a god but would be worshiped in Athens as one in one point in history. I am all that is man. I grab the bottle of silicone lube and add two squirts to the top of my staff. I didn’t know this stuff had a smoke point but I’ll be damned if it didn’t pop and fizzle right off my cock with all the heat. Might have been my imagination though.
I was gentle… right up until I got the head in. At that point it was one quick stroke to the hilt. The sound was awesome. My wife removed every ounce of air in the room with a gasp right after my balls slapped firmly on her clitoris. You could hear it over the buzzing with no problem. I’m so happy. I look over and our guest is tapping the head of the vibrator and flinching back and I smile right at her. She smiles back and looks down. I think she likes it. I soon start to slowly stroke. Slowly picking up speed. Pounding. Fucking. Primal. I reach down and scoop up two hands of boobs through a t-shirt and pull her up to kneeling in front of me still fucking but I have to slow up a bit due to positioning. I reach down and begin to remove her shirt but she stops me and falls forward. I grab her up again and whisper in her ear, this instantly gets her shivering as she always loves that. I whisper “if you don’t let me take it off I will rip it off, I promise you.” I hear her shudder and tense up. I don’t have a violent bone in my body and am never abusive so I don’t really know how she took it but my cock loved that she started fucking me back even harder. Guess she liked it?
The shirt comes off and I push her down so her face is on the mattress and her ass is way up in the air. I lift one leg onto the bed and reach down to squeeze a tit as I continue to drill for oil. I pinch the nipple which isn’t a good idea until as they are always too sensitive right up until the point she is about to cum, but she just whimpers and takes it like a champ. She did whimper but someone else did too. A quick glance over and a pained face is looking back as she is dry humping the wand through her panties now. Whimpering verified. I love this. Too much actually. I lose track of myself and pull out. Too late. I feel my orgasm coming and I can’t stop it. I grab my dick and squeeze. It comes anyways. I shoot far sometimes, and this is one of those times. Over Bea and off the bed with the first shot. I immediately look over at Gwen and almost start laughing. Her eyes light up like Christmas morning. A couple more land on Bea’s back as I shudder and get some intense chills. I stick it back in that throbbing love hole where it belongs.
Normally I would get semi soft. Sometimes I can keep going with half a woody and work it back up but today there is no need. If jet fuel can melt steel beams, it doesn’t have shit on me tonight. I push forward and fall on top of Bea rolling us both onto our sides so we can watch the show. Gwen is embarrassed again with two sets of eyes on her and pulls back looking down. It’s adorable but not now. I simply say “continue.” She looks up and steps forward just enough. She isn’t looking at me though. I look down and my wife and her are locked on each other’s gazes. I almost loose it again and have to stop. We just watch as the show continues. Barely moving in and out at random times so I don’t nut. I can feel lots of moving up front and can tell my wife is rubbing vigorously but she usually won’t orgasm like this. More whimpers, more grinding. Faster whimpers, outright moans. A shaking body, reddening hands, and heavy, heavy breathing. “Good girl” is all I say as I start fucking faster again. I see a smile form as she is looking at her feet. Watching Gwen cum while I’m fucking Bea will be forever imprinted in my memories.
I start to get up behind Bea and pulling her up on her hands and knees when Gwen she asks if she is done. I say I think she should try for one more orgasm then I’ll let her down but said she didn’t have to if she didn’t want to. No response. I ditch my plans for more doggy and get up off the bed. I hold up a finger to the wife to indicate a moments repose and head over to the other set of panties in need of being removed. Holy wetness Batman. It is streaming down one leg. I can smell it. I can feel the heat on my face. I can’t touch it. This is pain. I lower the panties slowly and leave them at the ankles which is where they stay. She has the look of want and lust and I just say “better?” A simple nod of approval is all I get in response. I head back to the bed before I get myself into trouble.
This time I stop at the night stand and grab the favorite vibe and get onto my back in front of Bea. She mounts me like the cowgirl she is pretending to be. I slip the vibe between us and she readjusts as she begins to rock back and forth. We look into each other’s eyes and smile and together look to the side. The show is about the same but someone looks beat. No longer looking at us, Gwen’s head is sagging to the side and slightly down looking as if she could drool. She isn’t but it might be a possibility very soon. She is still rubbing the vibrator but with less vigor but it is deeper somehow. Gwen got ahold of it and put it between her legs almost directly under her and is squeezing it in a makeshift leg-lock. I don’t even know what to say about it. Looks sexy as hell. Bea suddenly gets more aggressive. Starts moaning. So does Gwen. Faster rocking. More moaning. Bea slaps my chest a couple times. Gwen chirps like a bird which is the only way to describe what I heard. Bea stops moving looks up and starts moaning. I know that means keep going. I keep pumping even though she isn’t moving and is stiff as a board. She moans long and hard and falls forward. The same time this is going on Gwen is flailing again but no vocalizations, only heavy breathing and leaking. I can see pussy juice on the floor. I have found nirvana.
Gwen is shaking as the wand flops out from between her legs. As she is releasing it, she begins to mumble. I roll Bea off of me and to the side as I go and stop the wand. I get close and listen again. She pleads with me to let her down. I reply “but of course.” And untie the rope and release the cuffs which don’t even need a key. She almost falls to the floor but stops in a kind of squatting position. I gesture her over to the chair and grab her arm like a gentleman and lead the way. One heavy plop later and she is sitting in the chair and lifts her legs up with her feet on the chair, putting her hands over her pussy. No rubbing though, more like putting pressure on a recent wound.
I head back to the bed where Bea is just watching everything and not moving. Her vibrator is still humming on the bed. I’m not a huge fan of lube in the mouth so I spare her the trouble. I need to cum again though. I turn the vibe off but am lost as to what to do, kind of just standing there like an idiot. I finally grab Bea by the ankle and drag her to the side of the bed. I put her heels on my shoulders and go for long slow strokes. I feel everything. Every inch of movement is pure pleasure. We are just smiling at each other. I look at Gwen quick and she is smiling but hasn’t moved, just holding her crotch. I look back at Bea and take my cock out. She grabs it and strokes me with both hands. We do this sometimes as it feels really good for me. I grab the lube again and give her some squirts in the hands. Much better. I alternate between pussy and hand job about four times before I can’t take any more. The two handed fist pump puts me over the top as I tense up. My balls are rubbing against her bare warm slippery slit. I feel every last stubble from this morning fresh shave in the shower as I load up cum, readying for deployment. Boom! No distance this time, just a torrential downpour of pearly white frosting all over her stomach. I came forever and then some more. Everything was tensed in my body. My muscles were burning from lactic acid. I not breathing. I’m… I don’t even know.
I begin to breath. I have to or risk passing out. I have to mentally tell my muscles to let go one by one. Aftershocks with every slight movement Bea makes is like a tremor exploding from my penis causing intense pleasure everywhere in my body. Cum is everywhere on her chest and stomach. I don’t care. I fall forward and hug her. I can’t kiss her as I am breathing too damn hard. I have to put my head to the side so I don’t breathe directly on her. I open my eyes and see Gwen, who I kind of forgot about for a second. She had finally moved one hand to cover her mouth and left the other where it was. She moved the mouth covering hand for a second and mouthed the words “oh my god” with a huge smile and covered it back up. I smiled back and closed my eyes for a bit. I worked my penis back into Bea’s vagina and slowly pumped some more but just for fun. Nothing really going to happen now. It’s just what I like to do as I’m winding down.
After a little bit I roll off Bea and sit on the bed, Bea then moves back against the wall covering up with a blanket as she goes. We all kind of breathe a sigh together and start to giggle. This started a conversation about what just happened and we talked for way too long about everything and nothing. I guess it wasn’t too though as it set the foundation for a better friendship for all three of us, but the next morning really sucked. Kids don’t care what you did last night.
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