After joining [M]y first ever D&D group, I [F]ucked the two wives. (part 1.5)

Sorry, I got a lot of messages with questions that I thought I’d answer through this post, but I ended up recalling far too much and ran out of time. It’s not the “next part” of the story that I had intended, but I thought I’d at least post what I have for those who were getting impatient. MY story with Becca will come next time, for sure after the weekend though.

Also, yes, I do have a lot of pics and vids of the girls. No, I won’t share any. Begging doesn’t persuade me in any regard.

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Months after Amy and I started our affair, we were still going strong. Any time we could get the chance, we would get together behind George’s back. Likewise, we tried our best to keep everything a secret. Amy always had a spare change of clothes at my place. She would try and shower off the smell of sweat and cum and sex using just water, but always had the same body wash she uses at my place. We left our sexual communication to a Google Doc file that only the two of us could edit.

It didn’t go completely unnoticed. George was aware that Amy was far less available than usual. She was telling him that work hours lasted longer, or she needed to study, etc. One day he remained silent, until he blew up at her. He accused her of cheating and demanded to see her laptop and phone. She obliged him after some arguing. He was unable to confirm any of his suspicions. In return, Amy denied him sex when he attempted. I guess his emotions finally ramped up his libido that day.

As for our d/s dynamic that a few messaged me about, it turns out Amy is really submissive. With the right person, like myself, she’s nearly freeuse. I would pick out her outfits to wear. I would command her to edge for however long I ordered, or to make herself cum when I said to. For example, making her masturbate in a campus restroom during the ten minute break her class had. Sexually, I got whatever I wanted. We started to explore into lighter bdsm, using restraints and paddles. We got more daring and riskier, having sex in my car and in some public places, like parks, dressing room, theater, etc.

I was at the point where I didn’t really care about blowing up my life for Amy. However, she wasn’t there. Understandable considered she was married to her childhood best friend. She knew at some point though, that George was going to end up really hurt. However, she didn’t want us to stop, in face, she wanted more. She started to try and figure out how to meet up more frequently and for longer lengths of time without his knowledge.

That’s where everything with Becca intially started. This next part is from what Amy told me while we were lying in bed together. Apparently she and Becca went out to lunch and a “hot” guy walked by that made both of them look at each other with a smile. “If I wasn’t married…” Becca said to Amy. It was an innocent joke, but I guess afterward, Amy started to get an idea in her head. She asked Becca, “and if you weren’t married, what about Brad ?”(DM) Becca responded that he wasn’t her type. Amy said the same but then asked about Matt. (self-professed weeb) They both just laughed, but Becca did say even though he was a bit creepy with the way he obsessed over her, she did appreciate the attention.

Finally, Amy asked Becca about myself. She replied that if she wasn’t married, she wouldn’t mind giving me a try. Amy repeated the same answer, not revealing that she already has tried me out many times. The conversation changed subject, but Amy had developed a plan in her head. We didn’t discuss their conversation afterward, but it was nice to know that I had Becca’s approval.

Our campaign was still going on nearly every Sunday and the group dynamic was great. Although Amy and I kept any flirting to a bare minimum, a few times I had ordered her to record herself cumming in the DM’s restroom during one breaks. It was always nice to check my phone after she would get back and secretly watch the video with everyone at the table. Of course, my phone would be on silent and Amy would make a great poster on /r/holdthemoan if she ever wanted to.

Amy had begun her own campaign on Becca that even I didn’t know about at the time. Although Becca couldn’t relate to Amy’s issues with George and their sex life, Amy was able to poke and prod about fantasies with other guys. Becca, is the most extroverted person in our group. When she cosplays, she has no issues with the hundreds of guys asking to take a selfie with her, or the crowd that follows her in person or online. However, when it came to sex, she was shy.
During our sessions, when the girls were alone, Amy would hint over to Becca to look at my bulge the next time I walked down into the basement. Or, she’d mention that some attractive guy in their vicinity could likely pleasure two women at once. Whatever she was doing started to work as Becca became to open up. Not just responding, but even taking the lead. Regardless if she was only doing it as jokingly, Amy had gotten her to the point that she felt comfortable to confess our affair to Becca.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” I yelled at Amy after she let me know that Becca has knowledge of our affair. I was livid, for all the steps and precautions and paranoia to not being caught, Amy did the one thing I told her never to do. Especially not with someone that sees her husband at least once a week. I calmed down quickly though. I think I was more upset that if things blew up, there was the fifty percent chance that Amy would be gone forever, rather than the act of getting exposed.

Though I took it with a grain of salt, Amy was trying to reassure me that Becca would stay quiet. She started to describe how Becca slowly changed from thinking it was outrageous to curious. Eventually, she was asking Amy for all sorts of our sexual details. I just assumed that Amy needed someone other than myself that she could talk to, considering our affair had to be kept secret.

Some weeks went by, and it appeared that Becca had kept her word so far. At one session, George came to the group alone, and Tom did as well. It made sense when both Amy and Becca showed up together. They each had on a costume reflective of their characters. Becca’s Druid looked like something akin to Poison Ivy from Batman, and Amy had some skimpy robes as part of a Cleric costume. If Matt could have shot blood out of his nose, he would have. Becca had made each costume, though they weren’t at the level of her normal cosplays. However, that session wasn’t quite like the others. Obviously, all the guys were into seeing much more skin that usual at the table.

During a break, I loaded up the Google Doc and wrote for Amy that she’s only going to fuck me in that costume. George went outside to vape, while the other guys went to the kitchen. With our eyes connected, I waved my phone in my hand and Amy picked up the clue. She got onto her phone and loaded up the doc, seeing my message. As the other guys started to descend the stairs, Amy poked at Becca’s shoulder and then held her phone low, by their laps. She was showing Becca what I had wrote. Becca started to blush and look downward, but then quickly tried to become expressionless as everyone but George was entering the basement.

In case anyone asks, yes, later I did fuck Amy in her costume. Amy informed me that Becca was very interested to hear about how Amy sent me naughty pics in the costume that night, or when she would wear it for myself specifically. She called it “cos-sex,” and I guess it’s something that Tom isn’t really into. Not that he would turn Becca down, but it wasn’t the sexual stimulant like it was for Becca.

Then, it became the week/weekend of an anime convention. Becca and Tom had a room, since it was a “suite,” though more like a double with a couch, Amy, George, and I stayed with them. Brad (DM) stayed with Matt and his closer anime friends. This convention is a bit different from others, as it takes place in the hotel of a waterpark.

All things considering, it was a great time. We didn’t always stick together or anything. Becca had a lot of cosplay obligations, and Matt had a lot of things to do on his own. I ended up having fun with everyone. Any of the outside or waterpark cosplays were basically girls in bikinis, and I was surprised just how many were very attractive. It definitely opened my eyes up.
I went to stop back at the hotel room, and when I entered, I noticed that both Amy and Becca were inside. Tom, who usually helps Becca with costume malfunctions or such was elsewhere so Amy was attempting to help. Both girls were in nothing other than bikinis and flip flops, so I decided to stay and offer any assistance if needed.

I ended up mostly holding stuff while Becca and Amy were blowdrying and mending a few things. There were a few giggles, especially with Amy whispering in Becca’s ear. I was still in shorts and shirt, having browsed various parts of the convention, when Amy told me to join the two in the waterpark. I grabbed my trunks and headed to the bathroom but Amy said we’re all adults and to change where I’m standing. She said it confidently, with her back to my side. Becca looked in fright and embarrassed, but never spoke out. I wasn’t sure why Amy suggested it, and I just kinda appeared shocked as I contemplated.

Maybe it was the danger of it all, but I started to remove my clothing knowing that at any moment either of the husbands could enter the room. The bathroom and closet were near the door, so I’d be caught out if anyone arrived. Amy never looked back while she fidgeted with something on Becca’s bikini top. Becca did her best to look away, but I saw her eyes trail over and glance at my half naked body.

Instead of putting on the trunks to finish, I removed my shirt and stood completely exposed. Becca had looked away, but once again her eyes were turned to the side. I could see her eyes scan me up and down, as I began to pull up on my swimming trunks, while I just smiled. Nothing more happened, and we ended up being joined by others in the waterpark. Nothing was said of my flashing between the three of us. Then, at dinner, Becca seemed to noticeably keep her eyes away from myself.

The husbands were usually around their respective wives. For the first time since knowing him, Matt wasn’t as crazy for Becca, since there was plenty of other Asians around. The DM did his own thing, a lot, but joined up any time we planned to get together. At night, we attended a hotel room party and everyone drank. I hadn’t seen partying like this since college. Essentially, a large chunk of the attendees go there to get wasted every night, and there’s a lot of hooking up. When it got fairly late, we went back to our respective rooms to crash. Amy and I went outside to our room’s deck. George, Becca, and Tom were all quickly asleep, even with the light still on. For the first time, Amy and I were “alone.” though the deck was part of like an outdoor connected space.

We talked for a while, but then she started mentioning Becca. She made it clear that she had been trying to eventually get Becca and I to hook up as well. How she had finally gotten her to open up, and kept planting little seeds of fantasies about other men. Amy didn’t want to be cheating alone any longer, and she had become a snake in Becca’s ear. Although she was told that Becca had even gotten off while imagining Amy and I together, she didn’t think she could ever betray Tom like that. “Make a move on her.” Amy told me before she opened the sliding door and pulled the curtain to a close, save for just a crack. She had me turn my chair and look through the crack after pulling the door shut. “Can you see everyone?” She asked as I noticed the wicked look of lust in her expression. I nodded my head and she looked around before leaning over and kissing me. Technically, two were under the covers and I couldn’t see their heads.

This was the real first indication that Amy had motives beyond friendship or flirtation. I was torn. Sure, Becca is hot, but cheating with Amy is already enough. However, arousal can convince you of a lot of things, and I ran with it. “You want me to turn Becca into a slut, like you are?” I asked teasingly, as I could feel my body temperature rise. Amy loves degradation, and I knew there’s no turning back from this point. “Yes.” She responded back as I pulled on the back of her hair, right at the back of her head. Looking back into the room, everyone lied still. “Get my cock in your mouth.” “Yes sir,” was all she said before she immediately starting unbuttoning my shorts. I started to think about Becca, and how crazy all of this is. I thought this was all just teasing, a way for Amy to cope, but now I’m thinking about actually trying to seduce Becca. Unlike George, who I honestly don’t care for, it does suck to think about hurting Tom.

“Fuck her, and you can get more of this.” Amy teased as her tongue started swirling over the head of my cock. At the time, I didn’t know what she really meant. I assumed she would just be more horny. For a moment, I actually had some doubts about Amy. *Just how kinky or devious can this girl be?* I was thinking to myself. That went out the window as I felt her mouth open wide and start to lower itself. The warm and enveloping wetness throwing concern out the window.

I would occasionally peek into the room, while Amy began to bob over the top half of my cock. For the most part, we were out in the open, but it was late and there were large pillars that did block some of the view from any spectators. It wasn’t exactly quiet as partying was still going on in various rooms, so the sounds of Amy’s slurping as she gave me a sloppy wet blowjob wasn’t too overwhelming.

I pulled her head off my cock and told her to remove her panties. She complied as she pulled down a pink thong from underneath her skirt and turned around with the directions of my hands. As I yanked on her hips, she grabbed the arms of my chair and began lowering herself. After moments, she was finally sitting upon my lap as my cock was completely sheathed within her. Low gasps and heavy breathing was escaping her lips as she knew to try and be quiet.

Up and down, she started to ride me reverse cowgirl. “I’ll need your help fucking her.” I whispered out. Trying not to open her mouth to talk and inevitably end up moaning, I could see her golden haired head nod up and down. “Do you want to watch me fuck her?” I asked, and once again she nodded after a brief pause. “Who owns this pussy?” I asked, a favorite question of mine. “You own my pussy.” She answers in a quick gasp, knowing that I want a complete sentence when responding.

Amy continued to slowly ride, occasionally slamming herself down onto the chair that worried me about it’s stability. When movement caught my eye, I held her down on my lap as I looked into the room and noticed that it was just someone stirring under their covers. I could feel the slight tremors in her legs, the increased breathing from her lungs. I knew Amy was getting close.

I leaned back into the chair and brought her back against my chest. She didn’t really have an angle for leverage, but I started doing the work instead, pushing up inside of her. Spreading her legs over mine, I was in control, and started rubbing her clit. It was damp and with a few rubs of her lower lips, I was able to massage easily. I was focusing more on making her squirm and writhe than on the fucking. Eventually, Amy shuddered and a high pitched moan let out as she rocked against my body. I let her relax and come down from her high as I slowed down to a halt.

I needed to get off, and quickly as the worries of getting caught started to set in. Getting up, I had Amy kneel on the seat of the chair, bent over the top. It was now positioned so she could stare through the crack in the curtain as I came from behind her. My hands had to grip the chair as I began rocking into her hard. I began crashing against her ass, nearly lifting and sliding the chair on the concrete below until I finally felt the bliss I was yearning for. Although she could only see George’s imprint on the blanker over his body, Amy was watching her husband as I began to cum inside of her.
Afterward, she put back on her thong and changed into some comfier clothes in the bathroom. I waited outside longer, looking over my phone for the convention’s schedule. While looking over the times of various events, I wondered if there would even be any time possible to get Becca alone.

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