They were gone for the week, off to who knows where this time. And of course, left you in charge of that big fancy house. We were newly dating and it seemed like the perfect chance to “get away” without actually having to get away. The second night there was a perfectly light summer evening, the garden full of bright, blooming flowers, the air just starting to cool off. The perfect night for the hot tub. So I slipped into my string bikini…the one with the white, black, and pink stripes and met you down on the patio. The suit perfectly accentuated my hourglass curves and I couldn’t help but watch your eyes go up and down as I climbed into the warm water. I scooted over to you as you handed me my glass of wine. A few sips in and the summer evening is already boring compared to what you have playing in your mind. I feel your hand move to my knee. I move closer to you. Your hand starts to gently massage my inner thigh, inching higher end higher. At the same time, your other hand moves across my back, fiddling with the black ties to my swim suit. One try. Two tries. And there, the triangle too falls into water, the frothy bubbles of the hot tub moving around my now exposed breasts. My skin is beginning to flush, having more to do with the yearning to have more of you. You hands are now hard at work, having slipped inside my suit bottoms, stroking around my sweet pussy lips. You kiss me hard, pushing your hips between my legs. You bite my lower lip as you pull you tongue out of my mouth. Your dick is hard, rubbing against me as you kiss. I return the favor and untie your suit, pulling your hard penis out from under the fabric. The water makes everything glide easier, and within seconds you are inside me. You push your body against mine, my back hitting the hard edges of the hot tub. You thrust. My body is hot, inside and out. With every push of your dick, deeper and deeper into my pussy, the water squelches in the opposite direction, and the froth from the bubbles pops up from the surface. As you give your final blow, I feel your cum shoot at the back of my vagina, all liquids too hot to tell them apart. Your body quivers as you release your seed inside. Once finished, you pull out and I stand up, your cum dripping down my legs, into the water. We let it mix with the bubble froth, and leave the hot tub, filled with our combined juices. We never clean it out, even though we know that the owners are neat freaks about their tub water. It’s okay…it’s our little secret.
Author: Facelessplay
Bi to my heterosexual days [f]irst go at a woman OC
So, after many years of being with just my husband, my first sexual partner, we opened things up. Being curious by nature I’ve found myself interested in women. Finally a few weeks ago we venture to a club. There was an attractive and petite woman strapped to an x shaped table in the bondage room. Her husband and a friend were taking turns tantalising her with their touch. Eventually the husband, who was playing the role of master that evening invite a couple of strangers to have a feel of her breasts and even a nibble or suck. Finally, my husband got their attention and I was welcomed in to play. I explained how new I was and how curious I was to go down on her. They happily agreed and the whole “me taking charge” thing took control. Ive realisd that I tend to go for a very fluid type… so why not try women? As I got in my knees, wearing a summer dress with my sexiest underwear I set about my goal.
As I anxiously explored her pussy with my mouth I found it sticky but not in a sticky way. The more I licked, the more there was.
Her husband would pull back her lingerie so I could get up close.
And then he would pull back her lids so I could lick at her clit more and more.
And worth each lick, her body would shudder
With each lick
And I would lick around her clit…
Up. Down. And then over it
And she would jerk
And there would be more and more of that hot
Sticky
Fluid
And with each jerk, her lips would fall down and he would need to pull them back again
And I would do it again
Up. Down. And then over it
As my hands held onto the inside of her thighs
And he would watch and tell me what a good job I was doing.
With my face in her pussy.
Licking
And her black Lacey lingerie was soaked
From my mouth
And her liquids
And my lips would brush against hers
As my tongue would go in deep
And then back out and over her clit again
Each time, laying off on the pressure so that it was just light flicks of my tongue on her
The lighter the touch, the harder she jerked
And then her hot, sticky fluid would gush
And I could hear her moan
As I licked upwards through her opening
And as I did this, I could feel myself get a little wet.
So I would go back and know exactly where to push
And where to lick
And where to back off
To make her Hush
That wet… Sticky… Fluid
Dripping out of her pussy as as I licked it up
And it got all over my mouth
All while watching my husband watch his wife pleasure another woman