For as long as I’ve known my wife, Clare, she’s had a bi-curious side. I always made it clear that I’m totally ok with anything she decides to do with another woman, on one condition: she’d need to tell me about it, in detail, afterwards.
Somehow, it never lead to anything. Sure, there were some parties where she’d kiss another woman, and we even went to a swinger’s club where some light petting occured, but never any full-on sapphic love.
Until yesterday evening that is.
For a few months now, we’ve been friends with a very sweet, innocent (or so I thought) younger woman, Kaitlyn. She’s about 12 years younger than we are, and still a student.
At the start it was completely platonic, but as time went by we started to fantasize about her. We didn’t think she’d ever be into that sort of thing, her being from a pretty strict religious background.
A while ago, she told us about some mistake she made at her internship, and I made fun of her for that. She was clearly not amused, but seemed to brush it off at the time.
So, fast forward to last night:
When I got home, Clare seemed in a funny, secretive mood. She hinted I should take a shower, which is usually an indication of fun times to follow, so I did. When I got out of the shower, we got into bed, and she started a bit of foreplay. She told me she wanted to tie me up, which is something I’ve done to her a few times, but hardly ever the other way round.
Once I got tied up, she told me she wanted to blindfold me as well. Now this was something we’d never done, so I was really excited to try it.
So there I was, strapped to the end of the bed with those fluffy handcuffs, with an impromptu blindfold made from a towel, anticipating things to come. Then Clare got out of bed, out of the bedroom, and went downstairs, and I’m lying there wondering what the hell she’s doing.
I hear my wife come back into the bedroom, but I can tell she’s not alone. I can hear her giggling with someone, but I can’t hear what they’re whispering to each other, or who she’s with. I’m really excited, thinking maybe she got an escort for a threesome.
I feel them getting into bed, and there’s some movement, but I’m not sure what’s going on. Next thing I know, I get a piece of cloth stuffed in my mouth. I’m not sure what it is at first but it smells and tastes a bit funny, and it dawns on me it’s a woman’s panties. Then, Kaitlyn whispers in my ear, “That’s for making fun of me”. As I lie there in shock they proceed to kiss, fondle and lick each other. I can’t see anything, I only feel the movement of the bed and hear the sounds, but it’s abundantly clear what they’re doing, even tho they never touch me.
For what seemed like an eternity, they go at each other, licking, nibbling, kissing, but never touching or even acknowledging me.
After they’ve both climaxed (and I’m pretty sure Clare screams louder than she ever did with me, just to tease me), Kaitlyn whispers to me, “Maybe if you apologize, next time we’ll include you.”
It’s tricky to apologize with used panties in your mouth, but I’m sure she understood what I said.
Then she left, without me ever seeing her, and Clare untied me with the naughtiest twinkle in her eye.
I’m not sure any actual threesome would ever be better than that experience.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/57llza/not_how_i_expected_it_to_happen_mffbdfdomhuml
I’m not even into being dominated in the slightest and that’s hot as fuck.
Sounds like an awesome experience but it would have been torture not to at least get a glimpse. Maybe it’s a sign of more fun to come.