Honey & Kitty Alone First

Kitty and I had been talking about how nervous we both were.  Also, about how nervous our husbands were.  We were dying to get in a room together, but we couldn’t figure out how to get started once we were all together.  I mean, damn.  It’s a tough time for 2 people to get it going sometimes, let alone 4 of us!  Also, considering we had been on 1 date with and 1 date without spouses it was even harder to wrap my mind around it.  I was going to have sex with 2 virtual strangers on what constituted our SECOND date.

Now, I love to have sex, I love pussy, I love cock, but DAMN.  I’ve been with 2 men, and 2 women.  All of whom I knew for extended periods of time before  getting down between the sheets.  (Well, except John.  It took him 3 days to get into my virginal panties, but he’s the exception!)  Yes, you read that right.  I’ve been with 2 men, and 2 women.  One man I’m married to, the other was a stupid mistake.  The 2 women were 15 years apart.  (Talk about a dry spell.)

I’m super nervous, Kitty’s super nervous.  At this point, we’ve had phone sex, text sex, and public masturbation.  The bar is set pretty high for a good experience.  And, we needed it.  She wanted a night alone, just her and I before having the men join us for play time.

We met at a hotel, drank a bottle of white wine she had brought to help calm our nerves.  (I had come from work, dressed nicely, but totally naughty under my dress, as in no panties, no stockings, no slip, no bra!)  She was wearing a long skirt and blouse combo, and she looked beautiful!  Her hair was pulled back, and she looked so good!  I just wanted to rest my head on her shoulder and sit with her for hours.  We did end up chatting for a very long time before we finally worked up enough courage. to move to the bed, and I removed my dress.  Having nothing on underneath, It was positively thrilling having her look at me!   We kissed, and again I was struck by the softness of her lips.  She was so gentle with me.  So hesitant at first.  But, lying there naked is an excellent incentive to play.  She couldn’t keep from pinching one of my nipples while she took the other one in her mouth. It didn’t take long once she started playing with my nipples for either of us to really get focused on each other.

She kissed her way from my breasts down, stopping to ask about a scar on my hip, after licking my belly button while I giggled.  She reached my pussy, and spread my lips moaning in appreciation at my wetness.   She was very skilled, and took next to no time making me cum.  I was so eager for her touch!  We had very specific requests from our husbands, and we didn’t waste time providing them what they wanted.  The first picture was of her licking her fingers, because of how I had wanted her to do that to mine at the restaurant.  Next, of her face buried in my pussy, next, a nipple in my mouth, next 2 fingers in her pussy.  I had no issue making her moan for me, no issue telling what she liked.  No question of her enjoyment, her pussy was dripping for me.  We were relentless in our pleasure.  Cumming again and again for each other.  Enjoying the freedom of being alone together.

By the time we were finished, it was the next day, and we were both exhausted.  Neither of us wanted to leave, but getting kids ready in the morning is a must.  We went home tasting of the other, ready to give a taste to our husbands, eager to give them a play by play!  A lot more comfortable with each other than we were the day before.  More ready for our next play date, when everyone got to join in the fun!

We were now ready to participate as a group, and play together, all 4 of us for the first time.

After Dinner with Kitty & Paul

So, we left off with Kitty having cum in the booth at the restaurant, leaving the 3 of us breathless.   It was one of the most erotic things I had done, up to that point.  I still had the balls in, and needed to take them out before heading home for the evening.  So, back off to the ladies room we go.  This time, I’ve got just a bit more liquid courage coursing through my veins, and Kitty and I shared our first chaste kiss.  (Chaste, considering that I just watched her cum in public)  I went back into the stall, and removed the balls, dripping wet myself, I almost started rubbing my clit right there in the stall, but caught myself.  I looked up and Kitty was watching me through the crack in the door.  Balls back in their black velvety bag, panties up – all one handed, since I had to use my middle finger to help remove the balls – clothes back in place.  I opened up the door of the stall and walked to where she stood.  My heart was pounding in my chest; I wanted to give her my finger to lick so she could taste me.  This was territory I wasn’t ready to tread into in a public restroom.  So, I licked my own finger clean, knowing that she was the cause as she watched me.  I saw her mouth drop a little, and I think she would have loved tasting me.   Practically breathless, we walked back to the booth, only to find our husbands ready to leave.  A little disappointed, but tired from all the excitement, I was ready to go home.

We all left, laughing and having a nice easy chat.  We stood by their car in the parking lot, just chatting for a few minutes in the light drizzle, chilly.  She leaned in and kissed me lightly on the lips, one hand on my arm, the other on the back of my neck.  So sweet, so soft, and so gentle.  Breaking away I turned to find our husbands staring at the two of us, John reached for my shirt and pulled it up to give Paul a peek at the nipples he’d been admiring since I’d removed my bra earlier.  I of course, even drunk, shrieked with mock shame and took a second to pull my shirt back down to cover myself.  Our parting was nice, and we hopped back in our car.  Following them out of the parking lot, us driving straight, them turning left.  Stopped at the light, I could see Paul teasing Kitty’s bare breasts while waiting for the light to change.  So, I flash them again, John playfully pinching my left nipple, and giving it a hard twist making me gasp.  We drive our separate ways, and I immediately dive into my purse for my trusty little blue bullet.

“I can’t take it babe; I have to cum before we get home!”  John looks over at me, the city lights passing by, the streets wet (like every movie ever!) and all he says is “Cum for me.”  I’m practically undone before I even get my pants unzipped, before I could even turn on little blue.  Shaking, I finally manage to turn blue on, and I move my panties out of the way, spreading my lips.  I did not realize how incredibly aroused I was.  My panties were wet with my need, and I was breathless with desire.  The anticipation building up, “Cum for me Honey”, I press blue lightly against my clit, and shatter into a million pieces.    I cannot believe how quick that was; in seconds I was cumming for John like he wanted me to.  I feel John pull my shirt up again, exposing just my left breast, pinching, pulling and rolling the nipple, pushing my orgasm past the point of pleasure into insanity.  I’m cumming so hard, I swear I’m going to literally fall apart.  Panting; driving down the highway at 75 miles an hour on a Thursday night.  I vaguely feel John take blue from my hand, and I can breathe again.  “Good girl Honey, God, I love watching you cum.”

By the time we get home, it’s almost Friday morning, and we are stripping our clothes off as we walk up the stairs to our bedroom.  Pants off, John pushes me down onto the bed and starts removing my pants, “Now it’s my turn Honey.  God, I can’t wait make you cum again.”  I’m quivering, knowing what’s coming next.  His cock thick, hard and ready for me, he takes a moment to admire me, and I watch his face change from desire to need.  He takes my leg, and places it against his shoulder, and enters me quickly in one hard thrust.

I’ve finally gotten what I needed.  Everything up until now was a prelude to this moment.  I can’t think, I can’t see, I just cum for him.   By the time he erupts inside me, I am a boneless heap on the bed, shaking, breathless, begging him to stop so I can rest finally.  “Good girl, Honey.”

First Dinner with Kitty & Paul

Meeting day arrives, and we are all nervous.  I know I am, so is she, and both our hubbies are too.  I chat throughout the day with everyone.  We are all looking forward to dinner, and curious how the hubbies will get along, and how her hubby and I will get along.  Dinner time finally arrives, and I’m practically dripping with anticipation.  Dry mouth, sweaty palms…the whole bit.  I immediately order a drink to calm my nerves.  (Paul and I are both whisky drinkers, who’d’ve known…) My hubby sees them first as they climb the stairs.  He told me not to turn around too late!  I saw Kitty first, she looked fantastic!  Hair down past her shoulders, pretty, long chevron patterned skirt.  There I am in black slacks and a boat neck blouse.  (But, to be fair, you could just about see my nipples through the shirt, so I was sufficiently sexy for the meet.)  Our hubbies, hers in shorts (commando I found out later), mine in jeans and a button down.  Surprisingly, she goes for mine, and hers goes for me first, rather than she and I first.  He hugged me so tightly, I thought he’d carry me away.  We sat down, and started chatting easily.  It was like we had all known each other for quite a while.  The nice thing was that She and I had told our hubbies everything that we had learned about the other very recently.  So, it was new for them, and exciting for us.  She and my hubby were next to each other, her hubby and I next to each other, but it was a round table so she and I were across from each other.

Dinner was very enjoyable, we had lovely conversations going, learning new things about everyone present, and our hubbies seemed to get along well.  Despite how worked up we were, we were pretty tame.  Until we asked to be moved downstairs because there was a huge party of rowdy people in the back of our room, and we couldn’t hear each other talking anymore.  So, once in a booth, we get a little more risque.  It might have something to do with the fact that her hubby kept buying me drinks.  Actually, we were both getting quite drunk on Big Gingers.  So, my hubby hands her the present we brought for her.  A little pink bullet that matches one I have at home.  (Brand new, never been used.)  This is after I showed her that I really do keep my Ben-Wa balls in my purse by handing them to her.  (My hubby proceeded to take them out of the bag, and pass them to hers.  And she looks at him and says, “You know where those were this morning, right?”)  The conversation got hot quickly down stairs in the booth.  Her hubby leans close to her, and just loud enough to hear says: “Go into the bathroom and take your bra off”.  “I don’t have a purse to put it in honey”.  “I’ll go with you, I have a purse you can use.”  My hubby is sitting there, just taking it all in.  Totally at a loss for words.  I tell them I’ll take mine off too, since she seems embarrassed, and even offer to put my balls in.  After all, they were in her husband’s hands last…

So, bras off and balls in we return to the table to find our hubbies with shit eating grins on their faces.  She’s got HUGE breasts, and I have very erect nipples.  It just gets more and more deep as we sit there drinking.  I know I was wet, I’m not sure how I kept those balls in place.  I’m trying to cover up, because I’m wearing a fairly light colored blouse, and my nipples are hard, and you can SEE the color of them through the blouse.  (Very unlike myself.  I’m the woman who wears a slip under every dress, and pantyhose with everything!)

Paul keeps telling me to uncross my arms, and John keeps pinching my left nipple…it’s exciting in a way I’ve never known.  I’m very drunk, very distracted, and totally wantonly horny.  John is concerned, and keeps looking at me, and back at them, not quite sure what’s really going on.  This continues for a bit, and we have more drinks delivered.  As soon as the waiter leaves, Paul hands Kitty the little pink bullet, and tells her “You know what you need to do, so do it.”  Kitty stares at him, eyes wide “Here?”  He replies in the positive, and then glances my way.  Stares me in the eye and says, “You cum when she tells you to.”

Oh my god…

Sitting in that booth, in a little restaurant, nearby to all those people.  Holy Hotness Batman…

She pulled her skirt up under the table, looked me in the eye, and silently begged for me to let her cum.  It was incredibly arousing.  I didn’t make her wait long,  but I did get to watch her face as she came, which was incredible!

More? Really??

Since the whole Cookie deal went down, I’ve been stalking the internet looking for a couple we maybe could have some fun with.  Well, lo and behold, a couple weeks pass, and I find a very interesting post about a woman who is a professional during the day, but a submissive happy wife in the bedroom, bisexual to boot( In my area! What are the odds?).  So, what do I do in my infinite wisdom?  I respond that I am in a very similar situation.  Not really a sub, but kinky as hell.  Nobody would ever know…right?  We have been chatting off and on through that app for about a month, mostly talking about stuff, life in general, how tough things are sometimes, not every conversation was kinky.  So, one night, I decide that I would really like to meet her for real, like know her name, and maybe someday have drinks or coffee.  We had a lot in common, we had kids that drove us nuts occasionally, husbands that could be jerks but that we loved unconditionally, and jobs that were tough.  We also shared some of the same kinky fantasies.  So, I gave her my first name and my cell phone #.  She reciprocated.  We started texting right away, rapid fire, back and forth.  Questions, concerns, life stuff.  I had a few too many drinks one Friday night, and made a huge leap of faith.  I gave her my real email address, that had my real last name in it.  I told her to Facebook me.  Well, needless to say, she did.  And that’s it, it was on!

We stalked each other’s friends list, pictures and everything.  Wouldn’t you know…hubby works with her husband’s brother!  Oh no…hubby was FREAKED out, to say the least.  “We can’t do this, there’s no way.  I work with his brother, and come to think of it, I’m pretty sure I’ve met him before.  No, I don’t think so.”  But, I was insistent.  I REALLY clicked with her, and I wanted to meet her in person!  So, he relented…we met face to face.  It was fantastic, she’s smart, she’s funny, she’s pretty, and she’s got HUGE breasts and beautiful long hair.  True, she’s a bit bigger than I was initially comfortable with, but, damn…she’s so kinky, I just got right past being slightly upset that she wasn’t the same dress size as me.  So, we talked in a restaurant bar for about 2 hours, and then outside the bar for another 2!  We went home and our hubbies were both asleep.  We were questioned extensively by them, and both of us had positive things to say, so…we decided that Hubby and her should meet.  We “Ran” into her at another restaurant, and ended up getting along well.  Hubby liked her too!  Now, we started chatting together, the 3 of us.  I was finally insistent on meeting her husband.  (At least chatting with him.)  Not really surprisingly, he joined us on our kik conversations, and was very interested in meeting up, all 4 of us.  So, we hashed out a schedule.  We hemmed and hawed about timing, finally settling on a Thursday night, in a small local restaurant for dinner and drinks, and hopefully pleasant conversation.  I started chatting with her husband, knowing virtually nothing about him, I felt the need to at least have an idea of his personality before we met in person.   Did I mention, these kinky folks are totally “normal” folks during the day?  She’s a teacher, he’s a fireman.  (Granted, the teacher thing seems to be a trend, Cookie’s a teacher too!)  The fireman….oooohhh, Please show me a woman who doesn’t appreciate a fireman, and I’ll show you a liar.  So, they are super close in age to us, more kinky than we are, and eagerly looking forward to meeting up for dinner.   Small detail I failed to mention, not only were we planning on playing together, the wives, but we wanted to watch each other with the other’s husband.

Here we go…Kitty and Paul and me and John.  SWOON!!!!

Cookie, Revisted

So, I’ve been meaning to follow up on the Cookie story.  I’m going to pick up close to where I left off!

 

I was absolutely beside myself watching my husband fuck her.   I could hardly concentrate on what she was doing to me with her lips and tongue.  She was amazing, every lick and suck was exactly what I needed, exactly at the right moment.  When she slid her first two fingers inside me, I was blown away again.  I was beside myself from the pleasure.  I know that John made her cum at least once, but she’s not quite like me in that respect.  I could tell because she had just lightly bitten down on my clit and was running her tongue back and forth when it just stopped all of the sudden.  Her eyes were closed, and her hands were pushing my legs wider and she was in ecstasy.  I lost myself at that point as well, cumming harder than I had at any point yet.  John however, did not cum, and was able to stop fucking her and help her lay wrapped around me at the top of the bed.

Arms wrapped around each other, her head on my shoulder, breast to breast, John came up behind me.  Entering me after having just having what had to be the most wonderful pussy licking I’d ever had was easier than any time before.  Knowing that he had just been inside her moments before was almost too much for me.  I tightened my grip around her shoulders, and came on my husband’s hard cock for the first time that evening.  Cookie rubbing my back gently, I know she was saying something to me, but I don’t know what it was.  He didn’t let me catch my breath again before pulling out and changing sides of the bed to position himself behind Cookie.  She looked up at me, dug her nails into my back as he entered her.  It was amazing watching her face as my husband slid his cock into her wet pussy.  Her leg was thrown over my hip giving him easier access so he could fuck her deep and slow, her soft warm body pressed up against mine as she moaned softly.  He didn’t give her much, just a few thrusts before he pulled back and told us to move apart.  He joined us, laying in between us on the bed, his cock still as hard as before he entered either of us, only now it was glistening with our mingled wetness.

A beautiful sight that was, and I wanted to taste it, so I slid myself down his body, and laid my head on his upper thigh, and Cookie followed me down on the other side of him.  I got the first taste, I could taste us both, and it was delicious.  Cookie was eager for her turn, and I acquiesced, guiding his cock into her mouth.  Skilled as we both were, he still did not cum.  He was as hard as ever, ready for what came next.  I decided to give them a few minutes to play together, without being watched, so I crawled down to the end of the bed, and crept to the bathroom, dripping as I walked to the bathroom.

I cleaned up a little, rested for a couple minutes on the edge of the tub, and caught my breath.  Thinking that I couldn’t wait to get back in there and see what they doing.  I had to force myself to sit for a few minutes, taking deep breaths and trying to slow my heart.  I gave them a little time, but not much, I didn’t want to miss too much, so I opened the door and walked back to the bed, not looking up until I was at the edge.  I saw her riding him, leaned forward on her arms, holding herself up.  I couldn’t stop myself, I crawled between John’s legs, my hand reached out and I grabbed the base of his cock, and as she raised her luscious ass up off his cock, I licked from the base to the tip, and closed my lips around the head.  God, she tasted so good on him!  I few quick bobs was all I allowed myself before I guided him back into her, and hearing them both moan was almost too much for me.  It was time for me to get on top now.  I asked for a turn, and she happily obliged, moving up until she was over his mouth, facing me as I straddled him.  God, it was sensation overload.  His hard cock, covered in her juices, her breath and moaning so close to mine, I came again, absolutely drenching Johns cock with my cum.  I leaned forward, holding onto Cookie for support.  I finally had to climb off John, because I couldn’t hold myself up any longer.  Cookie enjoyed his skills for a few minutes longer as I lay next to them just watching, and enjoying the view.

Too Long!

It’s been too long since I put a post up here, but I have been awfully busy the last couple of weeks!  We went on a short little holiday, and had lots of fun in the sun, and we’ve even found a new potential pair to play with…maybe.

I know I promised more of the details about my most recent encounter, but I thought a sidetrack about our vacation would be nice too.

We drove down to the beach, south of where we live.  My husband told me to wear a specific dress, with a specific pair of undies, for easier access…

He then proceeded to play with my pussy as we were driving down the back roads, headed towards the beach.  The 4 hour drive was wonderful! We had played like this before, but mostly in the dark, on the interstates, these were country roads, through small towns, full of other cars and people.  Did I mention it was broad daylight?  Dress hiked up and piled in my lap, my hubbys expert fingers teasing me, and bringing me over the edge again and again, I swear I was sitting in a puddle by the time we made our first stop. I think I came about 10 times on the way down, and we even got to test out a new toy we purchased!  (It’s remote controlled, and worth every penny we spent on it!)  He bought me a very high end toy, that is inserted, which rotates, and vibrates…he held the remote, and when you move the remote in certain ways, it increases the vibration intensity.  I swear, it was like an almost continuous orgasm for over an hour.  I have never enjoyed a road trip quite so much!

Once we arrive at the beach, it was a delightful escape for a quiet few days.  We watched the sun rise over the ocean for the first time ever, and then he pulled out our new toy again, and I came on the beach in the silence of early morning.

Since the First Time

So, since the first time my husband, John and I shared our friend Cookie, we have done almost nothing but reminisce and try and figure out when we could do it again.  You see, since the very first time I got to have some pussy, I’ve wanted more.

Once I got more, I still want more!

We started out getting acquainted with each others bodies.  We were both so nervous.  We only had a short time allotted for our meeting, so we wanted to get things moving.  We kept John waiting at the end of the bed, and there he sat, watching and enjoying the show.

Once things starting, they progressed quickly.  I kissed and licked my way to her luscious breasts, taking each nipple in my mouth, biting just a bit.   Her tits are huge, 38 F with the most pretty shade of pink for her big nipples.  She enjoyed the little nips…

When I finally got down to her pretty, shaved little pussy I had to spread her lips so I could get to work.  She opened up to me and I started licking every inch of her tiny little cunt except for her clit.  I stayed away from that..I slid 2 fingers into her wet snatch, and wiggled them around.  God she was wet!  I finally, finally got to her clit when she was moaning and aching for me to give her a little release.  I lightly licked in circles, her breath coming faster and faster.  Closing my lips around her little bud and making her quiver, all while gathering that wetness on my fingers so I could give John a taste.  She didn’t come, but had other plans for me.  She grabbed my hair, and pulled a little to get my attention, and asked me if she could have her turn liking my pussy now.

I eagerly agreed!  I had been waiting for this moment for years!  I slipped my fingers out of her wet hole, turned to John and had him suck her taste off my fingers.  He liked that.  We made him sit back down at the end of the bed, the rules being he was not allowed to join in until we both wanted him to.

She kissed me, tasting herself on my lips, moved to my neck and bit just a little bit.  I absolutely shivered with desire at this point.  I was so ready, I was already dripping wet for her.  When she finished her divine torture and got to my pussy, she spread my lips, took one little lick and looked up at me, commenting “you are so ready for this, you’re so wet for me”.  I nodded breathlessly, begging her with my eyes to pleasure me with her lips and tongue.

This woman was good.  She made me come almost the second she started.  I had been anticipating this for so long, without even realizing it!  I was utterly lost in the sensation, reveling in the pleasure.  Gasping and moaning, she asked me once if it was OK to keep going, I told her she better not stop!  After my third orgasm given so expertly with those beautiful lips, and her fingers, I asked her if it was OK for John to join in.  She eagerly agreed!

John positioned himself behind her lovely ass, and I had the two of them staring at me with wanton desire and passion in their eyes, that moment was delicious!  I nodded my head, and as John entered Cookie, I came again!

I’ll elaborate more another time, there’s work to be done around here, and I have gotten sidetracked reminiscing.

Introductions First

Ok…here we go! I am going to start at the beginning. A friend told me I needed to start a secret blog so I could share all my experiences and stories with people who would appreciate them, so here we go!

I met my husband almost 20 years ago, back before Google existed. We met on line, and hit it off. We’ve been together ever since. He was the first man I was ever with, and I love him very very much.

Several years after we were married I had my first lesbian experience, and it was incredible! My husband did not participate, nor was he involved in the action, but he was in the room watching, and I wanted more. For several years, we carried on as a “normal” couple, only having sex with each other, nobody else. We fantasized about it nearly constantly, but never had another experience. I was content, or so I thought.
Little did I know that he had been asking almost every woman I was friends with, and even some that I wasn’t, if they wanted to have sex with me. I never really took it seriously, until…

One of my friends said YES! Not only did she say yes, but she was really into me. Apparently had been crushing on me for a while. She thought I was sexy, and she wanted to get into my panties! She was even into having sex with my husband. Something I wasn’t sure I was down with, until I started watching threesome porno. It was like all of the sudden, everything I had been keeping hidden within myself was unleashed. Once I agreed to this proposition, I was insatiable. I couldn’t get enough of my husband, and I couldn’t stop thinking about how good it was going to feel to have her lips and tongue on me. I was so excited about this experience, that I couldn’t stand it!

The first time I had had sex with a woman, I was floundering and only did what I thought she might maybe like, but wasn’t really sure. We were both drunk, and we were so young! Don’t get me wrong, that’s where I learned that I loved pussy, but since I was the one doing all the work, I never really knew HOW much I liked having sex with another woman. This most recent experience was different.

Hi Everyone!

Thought I’d switch to this format, so I can make my true tales longer. I want everyone to enjoy reading them as much as we enjoyed participating!
Please, please let me know what you think! We are a constant work in progress, and I always welcome suggestions.