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Our first foray - Part 3B (Finale finale!)

I arrived back home around 5:15. My wife was already there and waiting for me with more fruit (to which I laughed).

Me - ‘You really want me to be prepped for this, don’t you?’ Her - ‘Yeah, I want you to have fun. I think it’s a big step for both of us and if you don’t have fun, well... it might be hard for me to get you to try again.’

The conversation struck me. It felt good, to me, that my wife understood this was a difficult step for me. Reading about her and her friend’s past escapades was one thing (and a hot thing), but actually going forward with having sex with this woman - in our house, no less - was another.

But I had agreed. I was committed. This was going to happen.

Me - ‘I appreciate what you do for me. I love you.’ Her - ‘I love you too, now I’m going to get my nails done and hitting dinner with (another friend’s name). You relax and have fun.’ Her - ‘And I’ll take that.’

She very deftly snatched my wallet and took out the credit card. I didn’t care, it was a funny move and she knew I’d pay anyway.

Me - ‘Have fun my love, and I can’t wait to tell you what happens... and talk more about your past.’ Her - ‘Well, you’ll have to work that second part out of me. But don’t worry about it now, have fun!’

I closed her door and she drove off. I walked back in the house, munched on some grapes and blueberries, consumed some water, and stared at the clock. A watched pot never boils, and so to did the next 30 minutes seem to crawl by. Finally, a text.

(Wife’s friend) - ‘Hey, got caught up by I’m on my way!’ Me - ‘Great, I’m fruited and watered up.’ Her - ‘Hahaha. You better be!’

Doubt started to creep in. What if my wife got mad? What if I couldn’t perform? What if my wife’s friend and I didn’t have chemistry?

Me (texting wife) - ‘Doubt, nervous. Just started creeping in.’ Her - ‘She’s on her way, isn’t she?’ Me - ‘Yes.’ Her - ‘(My name) let go. Just enjoy it, that’s what this about. She’s fucking gorgeous, busty, and she’s hyper-sexual just like me. I have 0 doubt y’all are going to have fun if you just LET YOURSELF go.’

She was right, as usual. I did find her friend extremely attractive and she clearly liked the picture of my cock and my cum, so there was some base interest.

Me - ‘You’re right. I love you, I’m in for this.’ Her - ‘I love you too, I swear. This isn’t a trap, have fun, the more fun you have the better the story and the more I’m going to love you both telling it!’

I took a deep breath and relaxed. I focused on what I knew about the friend coming - her looks, enthusiasm, and sexuality. I looked back through our texts and finally started to get into, at least I thought, the right mindset.

Finally the doorbell rang.

When I opened it, she was standing there with a giant smile on her face. I took it all in - she looked amazing, and had very positive body language, and I noticed her tits through her body suit. The sight alone was... incredible.

Her - ‘Hey, can I...’

I didn’t let her finish. I pulled her inside, slammed the door, knocked her purse out of her hands, and planted a giant kiss. It was a risk, truly, but when she forced her tongue back into my mouth I knew I had made the right call.

The chemistry was immediately apparent. Our heads moved in almost the same direction every time as we pushed our tongues together and made out in the foyer. I started to explore her body with my hands, rubbing her tits, legs, hips, and ass. I was getting harder with every passing moment, and I slipped my hand into her pants to see if she was reacting similarly.

She was, absolutely soaked, and I moved my hand until I found her clit and started to give nice, long strokes.

Her (breathing heavily) - ‘Oh fuck yes I needed this.’ Me (sucking on her neck) - ‘Makes two of us.’

I took a moment to guide her hand to my hard cock. She made an excited moaning noise and she felt it, and rubbed her hand a long it. I was in it, full tilt, and so was she - I almost couldn’t believe this was happening but I pushed it from my mind.

She pulled away, looked me dead in the eyes, bit her lip, and sank to her knees. She undid my pants and pulled them down, causing my cock to pop out from underneath my briefs.

Her - ‘Oh yeah, I can see how you’ve kept her pussy on lockdown.’

I figured it was a comment to ask about later, and guided her mouth onto my cock. She released a loud moan as it went in, her mouth was so warm, hungry, almost perfect. I rocked my head back and released a moan.

She started massaging my balls as her mouth bounced on my dick. I started to realize that she and my wife had similar technique, yet another question for later.

After a few minutes of bliss I told her to take her pants and the body suit off.

Her (aggressively removing clothing) - ‘Yes sir. Are you ready to fuck?’ Me - ‘No, I like to eat pussy and I want to eat yours, now.’ Her - ‘Are you sure?’

That question threw me off for a second, but I recovered.

Me - ‘Yes, I think you’ll love it. Besides, you told me how you like it.’

She took my hand and led me into the living room. I removed the rest of my clothing as she fell onto the couch, rolling onto her back and lifting her legs. Her pussy was gorgeous, and I didn’t hesitate - I sunk down on my knees and took everything in my mouth and sucked hard.

Her - ‘Oh my fucking God.’

Her legs went stiff, almost weirdly so, but I backed off and pulled her lips apart. I started giving her the long, hard licks with my tongue on her clit.

Her - ‘Hnnnnh. Hmmmmh.’

It was like she was on the borderline between pain and pleasure.

Me - ‘Do you want me to stop?’ Her - ‘Absolutely fucking not, keep going.’

I returned to the tongue strokes, adding two fingers to the move with the come hither motion. I felt her body responding to it as she moved her hips with my fingers, but her legs were still very tight. I looked up to see her holding her tits in her hands, breathing very heavily.

I started to pull my fingers tight against her walls, and watched as her stare became blank. ‘Oh shit’ I thought, knowing where this was going but also feeling extremely fucking empowered that it was about to happen.

And so it did. She grunted, heavily, and her legs started to vibrate intensely. Eventually, they were quaking and I pulled back to see her nipples twist, and her pussy just start pushing juices out onto the couch.

I got greedy at this point, I wanted to see how far it would go, so I started pulling again in the middle of her orgasm, and then sunk my face into her wetness.

Her - ‘Oh fuck nooo....’

She trailed into a scream, squirted, and her legs were basically convulsing. That lasted for about eight seconds and then she passed out.

Me - ‘Oh, oh damn. Um, (friend’s name)? You OK?’

She was breathing still, clearly, but was definitely no longer awake. 

I pulled out my phone and texted my wife.

Me (after recapping via text) - ‘So yeah, she’s out.’ Wife - ‘You idiot.’ Me - ‘How am I an idiot?!’ Her - ‘Wait, did I not warn you about that?’ Me - ‘NO!’ Her - ‘Yeah, OK, that is definitely my bad. She has these crazy orgasms when something thick is inside her or you manipulate her G-spot, while also massaging her clit.’ Me - ‘I’m guessing that’s why she asked if I was sure I wanted to go down her?’ Her - ‘Yeah, pretty much.’ Me - ‘Well she seems OK but, fuck baby, what do I do?’ Her - ‘Well, two options. If I wanted things to continue after she came back I’d play with myself or a toy until she woke up. Sometimes I’d give up, because she’d stay asleep, sometimes it would work out.’ Her - ‘Second option is to just get dressed, put a blanket on her, and tell her what happened. Then talk to her or let her go and try again.’ Me - ‘Which way are you leaning?’ Her - ‘I have 0 clue, I’m not there. Based on what you’ve told me it sounds like she’d be into it when she woke up, but I also know you’re really conscious about situations like this so - you decide.’ Her - ‘My friend is getting a little upset since I’ve been buried on the phone 5 minutes. You’ve got this, I love you.’

In truth, I was frustrated. My wife had failed to warn me about something that she knew would most likely happen because she and I both have an oral kink. It was an almost irresponsible thing to leave out.

But at the end of the day, I had just had oral sex with a woman who was not my wife, a situation my wife supported - did I really have any right to complain?

I snapped out of it, the situation had to be handled as best as possible. I decided to ease her a long the length of the couch and put a blanket over her. I then went into another room and started to look at pictures of my wife and pictures of her friend - I just couldn’t bring myself to sit in the same room with her.

10 minutes passed. 20 minutes. At the 30 minute mark, I texted my wife.

Me (via text) - ‘I don’t think she’s getting up without help. She seems to be snoring a little.’ Her - ‘She’s a party girl, and she’s single. There’s no telling how much sleep she hasn’t gotten.’ Me - ‘So what do I do? If I touch my dick at all I’m going to cum.’ Her - ‘Ohhhh, go finish on her while she’s sleeping.’ Me - ‘I know you guys are friends and have history but... no.’ Her - ‘You’re no fun, you’ll learn. Anyway, I’d just go wake her up at this point. We’re wrapping up our last drink and I’ll be home in about 20 minutes.’ Her - ‘She knows she needs to be gone, I’m not quite ready to physically see it yet.’ Me - ‘OK, I’ll work on it and keep you posted.’

I went back into the other room, sat down next to the friend, and started to shake her. I’m not sure how long it took, but eventually she woke up.

Her - ‘Hey, what happened?’ Me - ‘Long story short, my wife didn’t warn me about your intense orgasms and I pushed the limit.’ Her (smirking) - ‘Don’t y’all both have an oral kink? She did that shit on purpose.’ Me - ‘I do have my suspicions, but she’ll be home soon and said you knew the rules for this time.’ Her - ‘Yeah, I need to go, but I can see you need some attention first.’

It was true, I had been edging for damn near half an hour and my dick was rock solid. She came over and started to suck me and it wasn’t long before I unleashed in her mouth. She eventually pulled off and took the last bit on her face.

Her (giggling and putting some of my cum in her mouth) - ‘Well there were some unexpected things, but this turned out very fun!’ Me (wiped out) - ‘Yeah, I love your sexual energy.’ Her (smirking) - ‘So does your wife, haha!’ Her - But I need to clean up and get dressed, where’s the bathroom?

I helped her with her clothes and she disappeared into the bathroom.

Me (text to wife) - ‘We’re done, she’s getting dressed, cleaned up, and ready to go.’ Her - ‘You did so good! I just got a pic from her in the bathroom covered in cum!’ Me - ‘That started in her mouth.’ Her - ‘Oh God I can’t wait to hear the whole thing, in person.’ Me - ‘I can’t wait to tell it, I love you.’ Her - ‘I love you too, be home in 15′

My wife’s friend emerged, cleaned up and dressed.

Her - ‘Despite what you may thank, I had fun and I can definitely see this continuing.’ Me - ‘I was hoping so, I now know not to go straight for the oral haha.’ Her (coming in to kiss me) - ‘See, you’re already learning.’

We made out for a brief moment and she left with a wave.

Thanks for reading! There will be an epilogue about the discussions my wife and I had, that I will write tomorrow!

Our first foray - Epilogue!

Writer’s note: Took a little break for us both to answer some NSFW questions, we hope you enjoy! Also, my wife will be writing some stories going forward - thanks to a friend for the suggestion.

My wife returned home in a hurry. There was a quick conversation about her nails and dinner, but that quickly gave way to what had happened.

My wife (stroking my new hard on in my pants and excited) - ‘So?! Other than the little mishap how was it?’ Me - ‘Oh it was amazing, I loved how into it she was. I couldn’t believe she got back up and got back into it.’ Her - ‘Oh yeah, she’s all about sex, and it seems like she was the perfect first start.’ Me - ‘Absolutely, seems like she’s going to be patient with us and work through it.’ Her - ‘Well, yeah - she thinks you’re fucking gorgeous and she wants to feel you inside her. She can’t stop talking about it.’ Me - ‘I’m flattered, but that’s a little much don’t you think?’ Her - ‘You need to embrace that you’re good at sex and like sex if this is going to work.’ Me (after a few seconds pause) - ‘Can I see the pic she sent?’ Her - ‘Ohhhh, want to see your handy work?’

The picture showed her naked from the waist up, her tits were more covered than I had remembered. The text she sent with it said ‘your husband is a fucking hunk, look at all this cum! I can’t wait to fuck him for real next time.’

I took a quick glance at the texts and they were working on her and I meeting the next day! It was wild, almost surreal.

Me - ‘You want us to meet up again already?’ Her (guiding my hand under her dress) - ‘What do you think?’

Soaked, ready, willing. I sank to my knees, lifted up her dress, and started to eat - oh she tasted perfect.

Her (panting) - ‘God I hope it’s not too wet I just couldn’t stop thinking about it the whole time I was out. I was scared to stand up at the restaurant (she giggled)’

I slipped two fingers in, she moaned, and it didn’t take long before she came. I stood up and took her dress off, then my pants, and forced her down onto the ground.

Me (slapping her face with my cock) - ‘You want to suck this?’ Her - ‘Yes daddy, please!’ Me - ‘Are you a good slut?’ Her - ‘Yesssss, good sluts suck cock!’ Me - ‘No, good sluts let daddy fuck their throat.’

I’m really not sure what had come over me, maybe her saying I needed to embrace the sexuality? Either way, I shoved myself all the way in her throat. She struggled but I held her there until I could tell she needed off, and pulled out.

She gasped and stared at my cock, and then did something I didn’t expect - she opened wide and shoved it in again.

I moaned, hard - it felt really good, and the house was quiet so all I could hear is our breathing and the sound of her soft skin being rammed by my cock. I was somewhat shocked by her focus, but then I realized why - she had been massaging her clit, and she squirted all over the floor.

She then fell hard and curled up. I freaked, and fell with her.

Me (very concerned) - ‘Are you OK?’ Her (whimpering) - ‘Yes and no.’ Me - ‘Let’s go upstairs, get in bed, and relax.’

We took our time, her legs were wobbly, but finally made it upstairs and got in bed. She closed her eyes for about 10 minutes, and then started to talk.

Her - ‘Do you still love me?’ Me - ‘Of course I do. I’ll always love you.’ Her - ‘But this has all been such slutty behavior.’ Me - ‘Well...’ Her - ‘I know, I know. This is all about embracing who we are and sexual things, I’m just talking through it.’ Her - ‘It just scares me how much I like it.’ Me - ‘That’s understandable, I’m still mentally processing what I said to you and how I just shoved my cock in your throat.’ Her - ‘It was perfect. See? Like I never say things like that but, yeah (my name), it was fucking perfect. I mean I SQUIRTED EVERYWHERE.’ Me - ‘When I think back on it, hindsight without the instant concern because of your reaction, it was so hot. You were loving it.’ Her (moving her hand onto my cock, which was again hard) - ‘You really liked it, didn’t you?’ Me (confident) - ‘So did you.’

She pulled the covers back and took me in her mouth again, and started stroking me with her hand. I grabbed my phone and took a pic to send to her friend.

Wife’s friend (via text) - ‘Oh my God how are you hard again?’ Me - ‘I just love sex, haha. And she’s really into it right now.’ Her - ‘I can tell, can’t wait to talk to her later.’

My wife knew that I had just cum about an hour ago, so she went all out by massaging my under carriage area and fingering my ass. I’d say I lasted a few minutes at best before I was cumming in her mouth.

Me (breathing hard) - ‘I love you so much.’ Wife - ‘I love you, too. You don’t think I’m a terrible person?’ Me - ‘No, not at all. Why would I think that?’ Her - ‘I’m not sure, it’s just I know this is all very slutty behavior.’ Me - ‘Which is different from our past, how?’ Her - ‘You don’t have to be so direct, but also I understand - it’s just something new and I’ll have to get used to it.’ Me - ‘Well, what do you like most about it?’ Her - ‘It’s just so open and liberating. I mean you didn’t fuck her, per se, but you had sex with my best friend and I’m soooo turned on by it.’ Her - ‘And you got more dominant with me, so I think you’re embracing it, too.’ Me - ‘I’m trying to move in that direction, because you clearly want it and if I’m being honest - I like it, too.’ Me - ‘What would you change?’ Her - ‘I haven’t had a chance to really delve deep on all aspects, but I know one thing I want - I don’t want to bring you the women, I want you to find them on your own.’

This last part was a bit of a shock to me, because it was her giving up control, but also because I had mentioned in one of our prior conversations that setups such as that were... difficult.

Me - ‘That’s... unexpected. But everything I read said it’s the hardest way to go through this.’ Her - ‘Why?’ Me - ‘A lot of women and couples simply aren’t going to trust you on it.’ Her - ‘We’ll work through it, if you want to do this it has to be that way.’ Me - ‘OK, we’ll figure it out.’

Who was I to say ‘no’?

She took a break to talk to her friend, who I did meet up with the next day. This time we focused on penetration, which was absolutely incredible - we started with missionary, which was just the perfect view of her huge tits bouncing while we fucked. My cock felt so good inside her and we had excellent chemistry.

Eventually, I pushed her legs back and buried myself in her. She screamed.

I rolled her over an pulled her hips up. To my surprise she tried to curve her back.

Me - ‘Oh no, baby, keep that lower back down and your ass up.’

Surprisingly she followed directions quite well, and I shoved myself inside her and started to fuck her hard. It was a dream watching her body shake with every thrust, and her hips felt so good as I grabbed them and pulled her toward me.

She was so wet, listening to the sound of me pounding her must have gotten to my wife. After a few minutes I noticed her looking around the corner, her lips bitten, hand in her pants.

I blew her a kiss, then focused on her friend. I got faster and faster until I pulled out, ripped off the condom, and sprayed my cum all over her back.

She and I collapsed in a spooning position on the couch. My wife had since disappeared, but I fondled one of her tits as we laid there.

Her (still catching her breath) - ‘You took to this more than your wife expected, I think.’ Me - ‘Think so? What did she say?’ Her - ‘She was concerned about both of you getting past your inner restrictions.’ Me - ‘It seems to be a roller coaster, we both seem to be more into it as time goes on, but we also have our setbacks. In the end, though, if a woman like you needs cock I’m not going to back down.’ Her - ‘I’m really glad you didn’t, I can’t wait for next time! But now, it’s time for me to leave.’

She went in the bathroom to clean up, and then came out, kissed me, and left.

After she was gone my wife and I sat down for awhile and discussed what the rules would be. (I can confirm for you, dear reader, that she came during my tryst)

Where my wife and I ended up landing:

1) No one was off limits, but I had to double-check with my wife first 2) The only exception to #1 is if something was in the midst and I didn’t have time to get to her, in which case I would have to explain why 3) Condoms were required for anyone that had more partners than just us 4) Family and work came first 5) We eventually wanted to create a friend group that hung out, but also had sex (we did during our first two years in the lifestyle, have not had success on our return - yet, anyway) 6) A new goal is to find a sister wife for me to get pregnant

Using those rules, we grew, and I’ll tell more in the upcoming stories! I do want to mention that this was roughly 8 years ago, and our first journey in the lifestyle as a couple lasted about 2 years until other life got in the way. As of 6 months ago, we’re looking to rebuild our lifestyle.

Branching out - Finale!

Writer’s note - Hello all! Thanks for joining me through my first few stories about my wife and I’s early adventures in the lifestyle. I’ll be taking a break after this one so my wife can tell a few of her own. She’ll be posting her intro here either tonight or tomorrow! Enjoy!

The early-morning sun poured into the windows, waking me up. I was exhausted, but satisfied, but also alone in the bed. After stretching and shaking off the morning mental cobwebs, I heard giggling from outside - most likely the kitchen - so I grabbed my phone, pulled on some shorts, hit the restroom, and walked out.

My wife was in one of her favorite nighties - black, sheer, see-through. Her friend was in a pair of shorts and nothing else.

Me (somewhat groggy but also turned on) - ‘Good morning, ladies.’ Them (almost in unison) - ‘Good morning!’ Me - ‘No coffee?’ My wife (playfully, walking over and grabbing my cock) - ‘Who’s job is that?’ Me (smirking) - ‘Yes ma’am.’

I grabbed the coffee pot to rinse it out and fill up with water.

Me (filling up pot) - ‘And what would you ladies like for breakfast?’ My wife - ‘Ohhh it’s Saturday, let’s be naughty. How about some pancakes?’ My wife’s friend - ‘Yeah! Can you do them with blueberries?’ Me - ‘Yes ma’am. I’d also like to hear more about naughty.’ My wife’s friend - ‘Oh no, not this morning cowboy. I think we’ve both had enough for awhile.’

My wife and I shared a smirk and a look, then I went back to finishing the coffee brew and making pancakes.

My wife and her friend’s conversation was mostly white noise at first, but as my head started to clear from the smell of pancakes and coffee I started to pick up a few choice statements like ‘Oh yeah, it’s exclusive’ and ‘they accept single women all the time, plus we know how to get in’ and ‘all the cock you could want.’

The last one dragged me into the conversation.

Me - ‘Are y’all talking about (name of swinger club nearby)?’ My wife - ‘Yes! (Wife’s friend’s name) has never been!’ My wife’s friend - ‘I know, shocker.’ Me (laughing) - ‘Actually, that is shocking.’ My wife’s friend - ‘I just didn’t know any such place existed, and it’s invite-only so I’m also a little pressed I’ve never been invited.’ My wife - ‘Well, now you know how to get in so when we go you have to come!’ My wife’s friend - ‘Well fuck yeah I have to come, if y’all didn’t invite me I’d be really mad!’ My wife - ‘Awesome, now I might finally be able to convince Mr. Stubborn over here to go.’ Me - ‘Who’s Mr. Stubborn?’ My wife - ‘Well, Mr. Nervous anyway.’ My wife’s friend - ‘Nervous?! You?! Why?!’ My wife - ‘Well, he’s always focused on his partner or partners and pleasing. He’s worried he might get overwhelmed at a swinger club where, a lot of times, you’re putting on a show.’ Me - ‘Yeah, that.’ My wife’s friend - ‘I guess I get that? I dunno. And besides, if we all go, you can focus on one of us.’ Me - ‘I suppose that’s true.’

I had finished making the batter and the coffee was done, so I started to pour the cream and brew, and I turned around to serve them up before I made the pancakes. My wife had pulled her nighty around her tits so they were exposed, and I stopped in my tracks to look at both of them.

My wife (snarky) - ‘You’re a lucky man, you know that?’ Me - ‘Yeah... yeah I definitely know that.’

I took a second to look at both of them, and was reminded of what Sam had said awhile back - ‘two lusty, busty sluts.’

My wife made eye contact with me and then moved her head toward her friend.

My wife’s friend - ‘Wait, no no no. I was being serious, there’s no way. I’m so sore!’ My wife - ‘Sure, sure you can’t.’

I walked around the counter and pulled my cock out.

My wife’s friend - ‘How?! How are you hard?’ Me - ‘This is hot, y’all are hot. It’s a little sore but I’m OK.’ My wife’s friend (now stroking me) - ‘I mean I’m not OK, I’m really fucking sore and you filled me up last night.’ My wife - ‘And yet here you are, stroking him.’ My wife’s friend - ‘I... I uh... I guess you’re right.’ My wife - ‘Don’t you want more cum?’ My wife’s friend - ‘I do. Why do I want more cum? What the fuck is this?’ My wife - ‘It already happened to me. I forget what they call it, bimbofication or something, but it’s when you have a very high libido but are repressed for most of your life.’ My wife (continuing) - ‘When you finally get the sex you need, you crave, you start to have trouble saying ‘no.’ You start to realize you want sex all the time.’ My wife - ‘I mean, think about (friend’s name). We both will do WHATEVER he wants. I told you he’d want you to have no shirt on when he came in, and what did you do?’ My wife’s friend (now visibly turned on, face red) - ‘Holy shit.’ My wife - ‘Think about it - you’ll stop at his office after work to blow him. You let him RUIN your ass. He’s fucking some other woman and a couple and you don’t even care, you just want cock when you need it.’ My wife’s friend - ‘Am I a bad person?’ My wife (laughing) - ‘NO! It’s not like you’re cheating on someone, or doing something illegal, or anything crazy like that. You like sex, so do I, and clearly so does he.’ My wife (continuing) - ‘It’s why you and I get along so well and have been friends for so long - we have a base that we both share.’ My wife’s friend (biting her lip and looking at my cock) - ‘I do love sex, especially with him. I guess I’ve just never thought about HOW much I like it.’ My wife - ‘Well, sure, the game changes when you really stop and work through your feelings.’ My wife - ‘Trust me, I didn’t have anyone to talk me through this. I didn’t have a friend who could explain this to me and help me navigate my feelings.’ My wife - ‘I stayed up all night after he and I had mind-blowing sex one time. I had let myself go to it, I loved it, too much. After he fell asleep I couldn’t stop thinking about it.’ My wife - ‘That’s when I really started to let go and embrace that I loved sex - not just good dick from time-to-time with someone I loved, but all varieties of sex. Up until then it was a small side hobby, nothing I’d embrace fully, just dip into when I had time. Now I wanted sex daily, preferably with a kink added in.’ My wife’s friend (still stroking me) - ‘I... I don’t know what to say.’ My wife - ‘Don’t say anything. Do what you want to do.’

My wife’s friend bit her lip again, and then started to suck me. It was a pretty impressive display from my wife, I have to say, walking her through her experiences to land there. I know, for my wife, it took months for her to truly work through her feelings about being a sexual person, but all-in-all this made sense.

All-told, the only person I had sex with more than my wife’s friend was my wife, and it was damn close. 

My wife came around the island and pulled herself into my back. She was warm, and her tits felt good pressed against me.

Her (whispering in my ear) - ‘How did I do?’ Me - ‘Perfect, as always.’

She kissed me on the cheek and then knelt down behind her friend, pulling her shorts down to reveal her ass and pussy.

My wife (playfully) - ‘Mmmm, here’s my breakfast.’

Her face disappeared and I could hear and feel her friend moan. I put my hand on her head and increased the speed of her sucking.

Me - ‘Oh fuck that’s so good.’ My wife - ‘Oh yeah, she’s sucking now because it’s what she really wants, not just because it’s fun.’

I saw my wife massage her friend’s pussy area a little bit, then lick two of her fingers. I heard the familiar sound of a wet pussy opening and taking them in, followed by a moan and a whimper.

My wife - ‘She so swollen, she’s going to need to cum a few times before you fuck her.’ Me - ‘Well you better hurry, if she keeps sucking me like this I’m going to cum.’ My wife - ‘Yes sir.’

My wife kept her fingers in, but repositioned her face so she could lick her clit. The moans and whimpers became louder, but I held her head on my cock. It didn’t take long before she came.

My wife - ‘Perfect.’ Me - ‘I want to cum in her.’ My wife - ‘So do I.’

I pulled my cock out of her mouth and switched positions with my wife. My wife pulled a stool around and sat there, placing one of her nipples in her friend’s mouth.

My wife - ‘Oh that’s good, fuck. Suck on it, this is going to hurt at first, but this should help you focus.’

My wife wasn’t joking, her friend’s pussy was so swollen. But I needed it, and she positioned her hips so that I could tell she wanted it. As I entered her she tightened and let loose a cry.

My wife’s friend - ‘I don’t know... I can’t. I don’t know.’ My wife - ‘Breathe. Breathe. Look at me, breathe.’ Me - ‘She’s so fucking tight. Don’t worry, this won’t take long.’ My wife’s friend - ‘Please, please I need it. Fuck me fuck me.’ My wife - ‘You’re doing so good. Reward her baby.’

I grabbed her hips and started fucking her. I wanted to cum so bad and her pussy felt so good, I didn’t hold back. She was crying out, her neck tight, but she never asked for me to stop. After a few minutes my wife started rubbing her clit, and she screamed as she came again.

I spilled inside her, so much that it started running out.

My wife - ‘What an amazing way to start the day.’ Me - ‘I’m not done yet.’ My wife - ‘What do you...’

I moved so quickly she couldn’t stop me. I knelt between her legs, forced them open, and started to eat. She didn’t stop me like I thought she would, instead she eased into me and let me eat.

My wife - ‘Yes, yes make me cum.’

I grunted on her clit while I put two fingers inside her. She was already soaked, completely giving over to it, and it didn’t take long to finish her off.

I collapsed onto the floor and put my head against her leg on the stool.

Me - ‘Who’s ready for pancakes?’

We all laughed.

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My wife and I decided for me to stop here. These stories have introduced you to our main players for the foreseeable future as well our initial stories. The stories that come after this are the individual instances with them (or a group of them) we deem special enough to tell.

My wife’s friend - now embracing being a slut/bimbo all the time, whom we are also trying to get pregnant Sam - My girlfriend The couple - Experienced, guiding light into the wide world of kink

After my wife tells her stories, my first one back will be about my first, real bisexual experience with the couple. See you then, and enjoy my wife’s stories!