ffm threesome

Author’s note: Welcome to my Nude Day contest entry. This is also my first entry in the Group Sex category. As always my style is to spend a little time building up to the heat. An older couple with a younger girl is a personal kink of mine so I feel I really went all in on the sex here, but you can be the judge of that. Enjoy! LC68



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It was with a grateful sigh that I pulled into the driveway. Today had been a long one, longer than usual. The new receptionist had accidently double booked me all afternoon. There was a bug going around and many of the kids there to see me were sick. Rather than reschedule, I stayed an extra two hours to see any of them that were willing to wait. Shutting the car off, I frowned when I saw Jack wasn’t home yet. Like me, he had promised to get out at the unheard of hour of five o’clock so we could unwind and enjoy a quiet night before our big day tomorrow.



Getting out of my BMW and approaching the beautiful Colonial we had bought ten years ago, I figured maybe it wasn’t a bad thing Jack hadn’t beat me home. This way he couldn’t bitch me out for working late. The two of us constantly told the other they worked too hard, but was more than guilty of the same. Then again we had gotten exactly what we wished for when we had first met. I had my own practice and Jack, along with two other lawyers, had started their own firm five years ago. Neither of our jobs was conducive to short hours and we knew that, but it was times like this weekend I felt the effects of our busy lives.



Our busy boring lives, I added as I looked over to see our next door neighbor Charlotte sitting on her deck in her bathing suit. Damn she was hot. Years ago Jack and I would have tried to feel her out to get a chance to feel her up. These days however, with our careers and social status we couldn’t take the chance so best we could do was talk about her. Whisper the dirty things we would do to her while we fucked the shit out of each other.



I paused at the door and watched Charlotte stand up from her chair and stretch. She raised her arms over her head, pushing her huge tits out. They looked like they were ready to fall out of her skimpy top and I had the brief thought of standing behind her and untying it. Letting it fall away so Jack, who would be in front of her, could… I hurriedly shoved my key in the door and let myself in. It had been a long time since I had been with a woman and normally didn’t think about it that much. Lately though, my mind had been going down that path quite often. Probably because tomorrow was national nude day, a day that brought back many fond and adventurous memories.



Walking through the parlor, I noticed two overnight bags on the floor and saw Katie’s purse on the table. I hadn’t expected her home; she had said she was going to leave for her girlfriends by three. Then again, I had only asked her to do that so Jack and I would have the house to ourselves. I figured maybe we would be as daring as we could these days and have sex somewhere other than the bedroom. Seeing we had both worked late anyway, it didn’t really matter.



Dropping my purse on the table, I could see her bedroom door open and heard music coming from the room. I kicked my sandals off and as I walked down the hallway towards Katie’s bedroom enjoyed the feeling of the cool hard wood floor beneath my feet. I smiled at the thought that for the next two days I would be enjoying the cool air on every inch of my body as I paraded around the house naked. I reached Katie’s room and saw she had her back to me, looking at some clothes spread out on her bed. The music was loud and I went to knock so she would know I was there, but stopped when she bent over the bed.



I hadn’t noticed she wasn’t dressed and as she leaned over was confronted with the sight of her adorable little heart shaped ass, encased in a pair of black lace boy shorts. My eyes made their way across her firm little cheeks and lingered between her legs. The shorts were riding up so far if she bent any further they would be showing more than her ass. Katie stood up holding a t-shirt and began to fold it. She began swaying to the music and my heart quickened while watching her shake her ass.



My eyes wandered down her long legs. Katie was on the track team at PC and it showed in how well toned they were. Those legs were also well tanned from lying out near the pool every day while we were at work. I worked my gaze back up to her ass and when she bent over again, yearned to drop to my knees behind her. I licked my lips at the thought of pulling the shorts to the side and running my tongue through what I was betting would be a set of perfectly smooth pink lips.



I started to breathe heavier as she stood up once more and I let my mind continue to run. While I was on my knees behind her, Katie’s blond head would be buried in Jack’s lap, moaning around his cock while I worked her clit. I shook my head, trying to clear it. Wow, I was in over drive tonight! Jack better get his ass home soon. Katie stood and I got ready to knock when she stripped her shirt off.



My hand froze inches from the door when I saw she wasn’t wearing a bra. I took in the smooth flawless tan skin of her back and yearned to place a soft kiss between her shoulders. Katie tossed her head and her long blond hair cascaded across that perfect skin. I swallowed hard and could feel a warm sensation building between my legs. Katie turned sideways and I caught a quick glimpse of her small, perky little tit. Compared to her tan skin they looked milky white and I was just able to get a look at a tiny pink nipple, before she saw me.



Katie released a startled yelp and instantly crossed her arms over her tits.



“I’m sorry Katie!” I exclaimed, well sorry she saw me anyway.



“It’s…its okay.” She gasped, “You just scared me. I didn’t hear the door.”



While she spoke, I dropped my eyes, as if I were looking away from her top, but instead stared at her soft flat stomach and the front of those beautiful thighs. The front of the shorts was lace and I had to tear my gaze away before I stared directly between her legs to get a peek. I regretfully turned my back to her so she could put her shirt back on and lied, “I just came in and was going to knock when you turned around. I didn’t realize you were changing.”



“My bad,” she said behind me. “I should have closed the door, besides; I wasn’t supposed to be here.” There was a pause, “You can turn around now Jen.”



I turned to see she was wearing a black tank top and a pair of shorts. Reaching up she pulled her hair into a ponytail and I noticed she hadn’t put a bra on.



“Why are you still home?” I asked.



“I’m sorry,” she put her hands up; “I know I was supposed to be gone, but everything went wrong today. The groceries didn’t show up until after four and the guy who cleans the pool couldn’t make it until five thirty and something told me you or Jack wouldn’t make it home so I stayed. I was just going to shower and head out.”



“That’s okay Katie,” I said with a disgusted wave of my hand, “You were right. I didn’t get out until seven and I haven’t heard from Jack. He’s probably stuck at work and doesn’t want to call me because he thinks I’m waiting for him.”



“You guys work way too much.” She said, shaking her head. “I’m glad you’re doing something special this weekend. You deserve it.”



“Thank you,” I gave her a tired smile, “I feel the same way.”



Katie nodded and smiled back, but it seemed forced. Looking more closely at her, I saw that her normally bright baby blue eyes were tinged with red and she was rocking back and forth nervously.



“You okay hon?” I asked, stepping into the room, “You look like something’s wrong?”



“Oh, I….” she looked away and shrugged, “I just have something’s on my mind I guess.”



“You still upset about Sarah?”



As soon as I asked the question, Katie turned to look over at her nightstand. She still had the picture of Sarah, a cute little brunette, who she had been dating for over a year on there. My eyes followed hers and as I had several times over the last year imagined the two of them lying naked, wrapped up in a sixty nine. The fact that Katie was a lesbian had fueled several of the dirty little stories Jack and I would tell each other at night while we played. Last week Katie had come home in tears. Concerned, I had followed her into her room and after gently prodding her had found out Sarah had broken up with her.



“Sort of, I guess.” Katie’s voice snapped me back to the present.



She looked as if she were going to continue and started rocking again. Katie had been working as our maid for three years, and had lived with us for the last year and a half. At this point Jack and I considered her the daughter we’d never had and I knew her well enough to know there was more. At that thought, as I had many times, I felt bad I fantasized about her sometimes, but she was so damn hot!



“So what else?” I prodded.



“It’s nothing Jen, really.”



She put her head down which told me it was anything, but nothing. Walking up to her I put my hand on her shoulder.



“Katie, you’re families out on the west coast and we’ve both told you that if there’s anything wrong you can come to us.”



Katie looked up at me with those big blue eyes and her lip came out in a pout. I was torn between the urge to give her a supportive hug and the vision of seeing that pout as she looked up at me from between my thighs.



“When my transmission broke last month it cost me over a thousand dollars,” she began. “I told you my sister is getting married in two weeks?”



“Yes,” I nodded. “We told you to go on and stay out there as long as you wanted too.”



“I… the money I used to pay my car was all I had. I don’t have money for the airfare, my wedding dress and I was supposed to help with the shower.” She shrugged. “Between the dress and the ticket it’s almost a thousand dollars, and I only have a couple of weeks.”



“You can borrow it from us.” I said with no hesitation.



Katie shook her head.



“You guys have been way too good to me Jen. You let me stay here when I had problems at my dorm. I live in a great place for free, get to use the pool, and you pay me every week on top of it, I can’t keep taking from you guys.”



“That’s sweet Katie,” I said, “But really, we can help just give us a little back at a time.”



“I…I really don’t want to Jen.” She said. “I’d rather find some way to earn it,” I started to speak, but she continued, “And taking your money isn’t earning it.”



I sighed.



“Okay hon, if that’s how you feel, but if you can’t come up with it, you come see me and we’ll take care of it, you can’t miss your sister’s wedding.”



“Okay.” Katie nodded. “Well I’m going to shower and head on over to Jamie’s, you guys enjoy your privacy.”



I thanked her and left her room feeling bad. Katie worked for us and went to school full time, she was honest, responsible and a good student. Jack and I had no problems helping her, but if she wanted to be stubborn there was nothing we could do. I went into my bedroom and quickly stripping out of my clothes, entered the master bath that was off of our room and turned the shower on. While waiting for the water to heat up, I turned and looked at myself in the full length mirror behind the door.



I had to say I was holding up pretty well for forty one. My long sandy brown hair was still holding out against the greys and although my hips had widened a little, I still had a pretty good figure. My tits might be a little lower than they were a couple of years ago, but considering their size gravity had been kind to me. As the room started to fill with steam, I cupped my heavy tits and lifting them, presented them to my reflection. I started to rub my thumbs across my hard rose colored nipples and sighed as I imagined a woman’s soft lips on one while Jack sucked the other.



With a shudder, I turned and after adjusting the water stepped into the shower. I stood under the hot water for a couple of minutes, wetting my hair and soothing my back and shoulders. I stepped from under the hot water and picking up the French vanilla body wash Jack loved, began to lather up. As soon as my hand slid across my smooth pussy, I leaned against the wall of the shower and closed my eyes. Putting one foot up on the edge of the tub I started rubbing my clit in slow circles.



I released a soft moan as my hand found my nipple and my mind again found Katie. I imagined her between Jack and I in the shower, pouting and trembling nervously as our hands, and tongues wandered over her supple young body. Back in the day Jack and I had played with women pretty much our own age, but as we’d gotten older had begun to think about enjoying a young less experienced girl. Laying her back and making her cum harder than she ever had, watching her nervously go down on us while the other watched, sharing her tits and….



I gasped and began pumping my hips as my thighs trembled in anticipation. My fingers danced across my clit as my mind conjured the image of me on my knees next to Katie, passing Jack’s cock back and forth, watching her tentatively suck on it. I would make sure that when he came it would be in her mouth. I through my head back and released a long shuddering moan that turned into a loud squeal as my pussy convulsed and I came hard, thrusting my hips into my fingers. I sighed and slumped against the wall panting.



I really should have waited for Jack. We’d planned on doing pretty much nothing but fucking from tonight until Monday morning, but with the way my mind was running, I had to take the edge off. Stepping back under the water I rinsed off and after getting out and drying off, slipped on Jack’s favorite short red satin robe. The robe barely went past the cheeks of my ass and showed my long legs off quite well. I’d wear it for a little while once Jack finally got his ass home. Then when he slipped it off me I would be naked for the next two days.



Going back into the bedroom, I sat down at my dressing table and started to dry my hair. I glanced down at my phone and saw I had received a text from Jack.



Sorry Jen, the clients flight was delayed, be home as soon as I can. I’ve been thinking about tomorrow all day!



I sent him back a quick text; telling him it was okay and I would wait up for him. Finishing my hair, I put the dryer down and looked at a picture of Jack and me on a beach in Cancun. The picture had been taken eight years ago and was my favorite of the two of us. Even though we were in our early thirties we looked young and care free. We were both working a lot, but for others and not ourselves and still always made time for fun, especially our special fun.



When Jack and I had met in college we’d both been a little wild. I was pretty much a party girl and at one point was with just as many girls as guys. Jack was a good looking guy and hell bent on making his way through the sorority’s one or occasionally two girls at a time. We met at a party on a Friday night and ended up back at his place. I didn’t leave until that Tuesday and was right back there on Friday. Within a month I had moved in and the two of us were fucking like a sporting event. We both realized early on there was a lot more than sex between us and we promised to settle down and just make each other our recreation.



One morning that summer Jack mentioned to me it was National Nude Day. I’d never heard of it and after some joking around we decided to go to a nude beach. We stayed there all day, enjoying looking and being looked at. Well in some cases, as we learned that not everyone who was walking naked should have been, but in general it was a hot time. At one point we went back to the car and fucked in the back seat. We were pretty sure people could see us, and that turned us on even more.



We stayed all day and at night went to a bar down the road from there. While sitting there an attractive young brunette started flirting with both of us. Jack asked me if I missed women and I said yes. Taking me aside, he asked if I wanted to invite her back to our place. I mentioned we had promised we would stay faithful and with a grin he said it wasn’t cheating if we did it together. With a smirk I asked if that meant I could invite another guy home some time. He had frowned and said it wasn’t the same because he wouldn’t enjoy a guy, but we would both enjoy a woman. I rolled my eyes, but a minute later he sighed and said we could if I wanted to.



I laughed and said I had no desire to have another guy. He was more than enough; I had just wanted to see if he would. We ended up bringing her back and had one of the most amazing weekends of our lives. After that we began to pick up a woman every once in a while. Even after we were married, at few times a year we would reward ourselves with a special weekend with some hot girl we found. We always made sure one of those occasions was on nude day to celebrate our first experience. We would go to a beach or to a camp ground and find someone.



Unfortunately as time passed and we moved up in our careers things began to change. We had good jobs and in order to network, had begun serving on social committees. It occurred to us we just couldn’t do things like that anymore without worrying about it being found out. We were both disappointed and Jack had suggested escorts. We did that a couple of times and it was fun until one day I was in a mall and walked right by one of the girls we had hired. She looked at me and I know she recognized me. She didn’t say anything, maybe she was embarrassed as well, but it scared me. I was a pediatrician and certainly couldn’t have that come out about me.



Our next idea was to only do it when we traveled. The week we went to Cancun, we picked up a dark skinned Mexican beauty at a club. Upon getting back to our hotel she asked for money. We hadn’t realized she was a prostitute, but said the hell with it and paid her. We more than got our money’s worth and had an incredible time. The next morning however, we began to worry. We had been drinking and Jack rode her bareback. It was obvious she had done things like this before and we started to hope we hadn’t caught anything. In the past we had never concerned ourselves with things like this, but sadly life isn’t a porn movie and reality sets in.



After that, although we didn’t come out and talk about it, we just stopped doing it. Our careers blew up and we began to work longer and longer hours. Jack and I had a tremendous sex life, hell no matter how tired we were we fucked just about every night, but we both knew we were lacking that extra little thrill. Every year on nude day we always cleared the weekend and would spend the entire weekend naked. We only stayed around the house or went out to the pool when the neighbors weren’t home, but it was something.



Jack and I had also taken to what we referred to as ‘story time’. Some nights while we fooled around we would discuss a woman we had seen and pretend she was with us. Jack would fuck me and tell me how the woman would be sitting on my face or licking my clit while his cock slid in and out of me. I would then tell him how she would slide his cock from me and suck on him before putting it back inside. I would describe double blowjobs and he would fuck me doggy and tell me my face was between her legs. It provided for some fun and strong orgasms, but there were times we yearned for the good old days.



It was a shame because we would both enjoy it so much and with all the stress of work we could use an extra thrill. The two of us were attractive and would have no problem finding someone. The problem was who could we find we could trust to never say a word? Or that we knew was safe? I sighed as I looked at Jack in the picture. Like me, he may have aged somewhat from our prime, but his black hair was still thick with only a few grays and his green eyes as bright as ever. He worked out five times a week and fucked me like he was still in his twenties. It was such a waste we had become so boring.

Tomorrow was nude day and as we had done last year, we asked Katie to go stay with a friend and the plan was to go to bed naked and stay that way until Monday morning. Meanwhile doing nothing but each other and maybe for a thrill tell a few dirty stories. I rolled my eyes at that last thought, add pathetic to boring. Not sure why it was bothering me so much this year, but all week I had been fantasizing about every attractive woman I saw. Seeing Katie all but naked tonight had really gotten to me.



It was tough with her. Jack and I both cared for her and looked out for her, but there was no denying we found her sexy and had based a few of our stories on her. She was obviously into women which fed our fire. Jack would also bring up that when we first met Katie she had a boyfriend. We often wondered if she had switched over for good, or was it just a matter of who held her interest. The thought she was bi-sexual was a hot one indeed.



I jumped at the sound of a click and turned to see the bedroom door opening. I rolled my eyes when I saw it stop after a few inches. There was something wrong with the doorknob and it hadn’t been closing all the way. Jack had been saying for weeks he was going to fix it, but obviously hadn’t. I got up and walking over, made to close it when I saw Katie stepping out of the small bathroom down the other end of the hallway. She was wearing a pair of baggy shorts and a tank top. Her long blond hair was wet and even though she wasn’t exactly wearing anything sexy, I continued to stare, admiring those long toned legs and perky little tits poking against the material of her shirt.



Katie turned and walked towards me, heading for her room. She looked up, and seeing me gave a little wave.



“I’ll be leaving if a few minutes promise!” She said.



“Take your time; Jack will be another couple of hours.” I told her.



Katie nodded and started to open the door to her room. Looking back at me she said softly, “Hey Jen?”



“What is it Katie?”



“Thank you for offering me the money, I appreciate it.”



“We appreciate you.” I told her and would love to show it, I finished to myself.



“I know you do, but like I said, I’d rather work for it.”



“Good for you.” I nodded. “But you let me know if things change.”



Katie shrugged and went into her room. I started to turn back into mine when I stopped. Katie needed money, but wanted to do something for it. Jack and I had plenty of money, but what we wanted money couldn’t buy. Well technically it could, but who knew where else those girls had been. Katie hadn’t been too many places from what we could tell and… What the hell was I thinking? I was getting sex drunk without the sex. I could never ask Katie if she would want to join us.



Then again it would be a fair trade. She’d get her money and we would make sure she not only earned it, but enjoyed doing it. I stood with my hand on the door knob, talking myself into it. We knew we could trust her, hell she lived here and could have stolen from us numerous times. Katie was always thanking us for letting her move in and saying how much she owed us. I would tell her how much it would mean to us. After all, she wasn’t seeing anyone and we could never tell. She would get her money and Jack and I could celebrate nude day the right way this year.



Jack. That would be the only problem. Not that he would hesitate if Katie were game, but I wasn’t going to give him the chance, this would be a surprise, my special gift to him. No, Jack would only be a problem if Katie no longer wanted to be with a man. Well there was only one way to find out. Before I lost my nerve, I walked down the hall and stood outside her door. I took a deep breath and knocked quickly so I had no choice but to stay there. Katie called out to hold on, and then opened the door wearing a black robe as short as mine that sent a shiver through me.



“Katie, can I talk to you for a minute?”



“Of course,” She stood aside and I walked past her into her room.



I made my way over to her bed and was hoping she would notice how short the robe was. I kept my back to her for an extra few seconds. Instead of turning around, I turned my head to the side so I could look in the mirror over Katie’s bureau. My heart skipped a beat when I saw she was looking down at my legs. I paused as long as I could without it looking weird and turned around to face her. To my delight, Katie was still looking down and putting her on the spot I asked, “Do I have something on my legs?” I made a show of looking down while placing my hands with my long red nails on my thighs.



“Not much at all,” Katie laughed. “Is that robe part of your weekend?”



I gave her a huge smile.



“Yes it is!” I was beside myself at the opening she’d given me. “Do you think I still have the legs for it?”



“Definitely.” She nodded. “You look great in your bikini.”



“Katie, have you been checking me out?”



Katie blushed and I could feel my excitement building.



“Well I….” she struggled to come up with something and looking away said, “Kind of.”



“That’s good!” I exclaimed. “Because I wanted to ask you something, you know like girl talk.”



“Ummm okay.”



“Katie, do you think I’m attractive?”



“Why are you asking?” she frowned. “This is kind of….”



“Katie,” I began quietly, “I’m not a kid anymore and Jack works around a lot of pretty young girls, and I was just wondering if I still have it.”



“I… well….why ask me?”



“Because you like women.” I shrugged. “You check them out the way a guy does, so I figured I would ask.” I sighed. “If I’m putting you on the spot and you’re afraid to tell me the truth I understand.”



“No, it’s just that I guess I never thought of it that way.”



“But you just said you’ve checked me out.” I reminded her, working hard to keep the smile off my face.



“I….” Katie sighed in defeat. “I think you’re pretty hot Jen.” She looked away again. “Sorry.”



“Don’t be!” I laughed, “That’s just what I needed to hear!” Now it was my turn to sigh, “Guess at my age I just need some reassurance.”



“Sarah thought you were sexy too.” Katie laughed. “So be assured.”



“You two were cute together.” I said and prepared to ask the thousand dollar question. “Katie can I ask you something kind of personal?”



“Sure.” She said. “Can’t be more embarrassing than getting me to say I checked you out.”



I hesitated then just blurted it out.



“Katie, are you into men at all?”



“Excuse me?” she asked, her blue eyes widening.



“You had a boyfriend when we first met you.” I said hurriedly, trying to get it out. “But then you were with Sarah and I was wondering if you quit on guys or….”



“Jen, what’s going on? Why are you asking me weird questions?”



“If you answer that one I’ll tell you.” I said, mentally crossing my fingers.



Katie stared at me, and then nodded.



“Okay, I’ll bite. I haven’t been with a guy in two years. I really like girls better, but,” she shrugged, “Maybe if it was the right guy.”



Again I fought to keep the smile off my face. My heart was pounding and my stomach felt tight. I was nervous and excited at the same time, just like before when I would approach women about the two of us.



“So why are you asking?” Katie spoke. “Are you trying to fix me up?”



“Sort of.” I put my hands on her shoulders. “Katie, remember when you said you wished you could find a way to make that money?”



“Yeah why?” she asked.



“Well honey, I have a way you can do that and help me and Jack at the same time.”



“How?” she asked.



Moving to the side, I sat on her bed and patted it.



“Katie, why don’t you sit down?”



*****



I opened my eyes and stretching, released a contented sigh. I could still taste Jack’s cum in my mouth and between my closed thighs I could feel the dampness of my pussy. I turned my head to look at the clock and saw it was almost ten am. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d slept this late. I turned the other way and saw I was alone. Jack had decided to let me sleep and was probably sitting in the parlor waiting for me. I smiled, picturing him in his favorite recliner, the one he loved to sit in while I blew him when we played around the house. His sitting in that chair would be my invitation to give him his little treat. Little did he know he would be getting a whole lot more than that this morning!



I kicked the sheet off and stretching again looked down the length of my body. I’d dreamt of Katie’s pretty little face between my thighs last night and could already feel my pussy tingling at the thought of it being a reality. I still wasn’t sure what had come over me last night to proposition her. Had she flat out refused and been offended, Jack and I could have lost the best maid we’d had and have to find a new one. I’d decided that risk was worth the potential reward and to prove that Jack and I were not some vanilla middle aged couple.



It took me ten minutes to convince Katie I wasn’t trying to put her on. Once she realized I was serious she turned beet red and said she could never. As excited as I was, Katie got me even hotter when she’d said she’d had little experience with guys. I tried to explain how much fun it could be, but she kept shaking her head, saying she would feel like a slut. I assured her no one would know, pointing out that we could certainly never say anything. Katie kept saying it wasn’t just about the sex. She cared about us and would feel weird doing something like that.



Rather than deter me, that last statement had given me a better angle of attack. I explained how much Jack and I missed playing and how happy she would make us. I pushed further saying I thought of her because we were close and it would make it that much more fun. I could see her starting to waver and pressed how badly we needed this. I brought up the money and how that could be how she earned it.



That almost backfired on me. Katie became upset and said she would feel like a whore. I reminded her of how we would have helped her anyway. While she sat there staring at the floor, I told her to just think of it as we were helping her and she was helping us celebrate a special day. I mentioned Jack had no idea I was asking and he was so good to me I really wanted to give him a fun surprise. When Katie still didn’t say anything, I put my hand on her knee and when she looked at me, whispered, “Please Katie? It would mean so much to us, you’re so beautiful.”



I felt my stomach sink when she shook her head, but a moment later my pussy began to heat up. Looking at me with those big blue eyes, Katie asked softly, “You guys aren’t going to be mean to me are you?”



Sliding my hand up her leg to rest on her thigh, I exclaimed “Of course not!” then leaning over, I whispered seductively in her ear, “Oh, honey we are going to be sooo good to you!”



Throwing all caution to the wind, I placed a soft kiss on her neck and leaned back. Katie was blushing furiously, but smiling at the same time. The smile was a shy one and I could feel myself starting to drip. Acting as if she had agreed, I instructed her to go out for awhile so she wouldn’t be there when Jack got home, then come back and put her car in the garage in case he looked outside. I told her I would knock on her door in the morning and to come look for us a few minutes after that.



When Jack finally got home it was after ten and he was totally exhausted. Knowing we would be getting more than our share over the weekend, I led him to the bedroom and after stripping him, simply got on my hands and knees and let him fuck the shit out of me. The entire time, all I could picture was my face between Katie’s smooth tan thighs. I got up in the middle of the night, slipped out into the breezeway and peeking in the garage saw that Katie had come back home. She was really going to do it!



I went back to bed and pulling the covers down, immediately started sucking Jack’s cock. He was hard in seconds and tried to pull me up by my shoulders to ride him. Instead, I gave him a wink and reversing myself on the bed, slid my legs under his arms and lowered my pussy to his eager tongue. I went back to sucking his sizable cock, but rather than devour it, took my time. I licked and teased and enjoyed every inch of his hard flesh, while he did the same, slowly running his tongue through the wet folds of my pussy and dancing across my clit.



We continued to enjoy for awhile, and again he tried to push me down, but removing his cock from my mouth, I looked over my shoulder and said, “Easy baby, you’ll be fucking this pussy all day, let’s just take the edge off.”



Jack laughed and returned to sucking on my swollen button. I moaned and started sucking his cock again. Taking the edge off was exactly what I wanted to do. I wanted Jack to be able to hold off for a good long time while Katie and I took turns passing his cock back and forth. Although she seemed inexperienced, her sweet reaction to my little kiss told me Katie would warm up quickly and would more than deliver. In order to set the mood, I stopped sucking and as Jack slowed up to tease my pussy again, began ‘story time.”



“Oh, yes,” I whispered, “Jack, you know who I’m thinking about?”



“Who’s that?” he asked, pulling back from my pussy.



“Katie.” I said softly, “Me and Katie in a sixty nine, how hot would that be?”



“Damn hot.” He kissed my clit. “Tell me.”



“Hmmm,” I purred, “I’d be on top and my tongue would be in that tight little pink pussy and she would be squealing into mine while I sucked that precious little clit.”



I had to stop as Jack slid a finger inside of me and started sucking my clit harder.



“She would be whimpering,” I continued, “Then you’d slide up between her legs and shove your cock in my mouth before sliding it into that tight young pussy!”



Jack’s cock had jumped in my hand and deciding I’d had enough teasing, took his cock deep into my mouth and started sucking hard and fast. He followed suit, plunging his finger inside of me while sucking hard on my clit. I came first, squealing around his cock as my hips thrashed in his face. A moment later, my squeal turned into a gurgle when his cock exploded in my mouth. I moaned and sucked harder, taking every drop down my eager throat while my pussy convulsed in his face.



I sat up and bracing my hands on Jack’s chest, rocked my hips, briefly riding his face, before getting off of him. Sliding down next to him, I smiled at the sleepy satisfied look on his face. I kissed him, and then sighed as I playfully licked my juices from his face. Jack gave me a kiss, and then hugging me close whispered, “I love you Jen.”



“I love you to baby.” I replied as I slid down and rested my head on his chest. “Now go back to sleep, you got your work cut out for you later.”



“Oh, I do, do I?”



“Oh, honey, you don’t know the half of it,” I giggled. “Your nasty little wife has a fun surprise for you.”



“Well I know it can’t be lingerie!” he said with a laugh.



We’d immediately fallen back to sleep and here it was five hours later and I was well rested and ready to go. I got out of bed and caught myself reaching for my robe. Nope, there would be none of that, for the next forty eight hours I would be au natural! I went into the bathroom and took a quick shower. I began to get worked up when I washed between my legs, but abstained from playing. I would be getting plenty of attention soon enough. I dried off, but knowing Jack liked it, left my long hair wet.



Feeling like a kid on Christmas morning, I left the bedroom and walked down the hallway towards the living room. Although we’d done it many times, there was still a sense of naughty excitement in being naked around the house. It never failed to bring back those days when we were young and wanton. Today we would do more than recall those days, we would re-live them. I stopped next to Katie’s door and hoping Jack didn’t hear, knocked twice. I continued into the living room and as I knew he would be, Jack was sitting in the black recliner.



He was watching the news and hadn’t notice me come in. Before I approached, I took a moment to admire his naked body. Jack’s shoulders were broad and his arms and chest showed the results of his workouts. His stomach was no longer the six pack it had been a few years ago, but was still flat and so far his body had resisted love handles. My eyes roamed south of his stomach and I licked my lips at the sight of his cock lying between his legs. He was semi-hard and I wondered if he’d kept working himself up all morning waiting for me to come to him.



“Good morning baby.” I said softly.



Jack looked away from the TV and gave me that boyish smile he’d still managed to hold onto despite his stressful job.



“It is a good morning!” He exclaimed hitting the remote to shut the TV off, “Damn you’re tits look good!”



“Oh, you’re a smooth talker aren’t you councilor?” I asked, walking slowly towards him, “But you know what they say about flattery!”



I stopped in front of the chair and cupping them, lifted my large tits.



“These tits?”



“Those tits.” He reached for them.



I stepped back and looking down smiled at the sight of his cock now standing at full attention. Turning around, I pointed my ass at him.



“What about this, you like this too?”



“Love it.” He said giving my ass a playful slap for emphasis.



Turning back, I put one foot up on the arm of the chair, reached down and spread my pussy open.



“Now that’s my favorite.”



I sighed softly as his hand slipped between my legs and caressed me. I enjoyed his touch for a moment before dropping my leg and leaning over the chair shoved my tits in his face.



“They’re jealous.” I laughed.



The laugh turned to a soft moan as Jack eagerly sucked my right nipple into his mouth while rolling the other between his fingers. I began running my fingers through his hair and dropping my other hand to his lap gave his hard cock a squeeze.



“And were you looking for something, sitting here in your favorite chair?” I asked while playfully shoving his head hard into my tit.



“Hmm-mmm” he moaned around my nipple.



“Maybe this?” I asked as I removed my nipple from his mouth and slowly sank to my knees between his legs.



Grabbing his cock, I gave it another squeeze and licked my lips at the sight of his precum oozing from it. Leaning over, I quickly rubbed his dripping head over my tits. Releasing his cock, I grabbed my now slick tits and wrapping them around his cock, started rocking up and down.



“That looks good.” He said softly as he reached down and stared teasing my nipples with his fingers.



“Not what you really want though is it?” I bent my head and sticking my tongue out, flicked it across the head of his cock.



“You know what I want.” He said.



“I think you should tell me.” I winked, flicking my tongue out again.



“Jen, I want you to suck my cock and then ride the shit out of me.”



“Well, when you put it that way!” I laughed.



The next time his cock slid between my tits, I took the head into my mouth and sucked hard. Jack moaned and I joined him. The taste and sensation of his sticky fluid in my mouth sent a wave of heat through my pussy and letting my tits fall away from his cock, I started bobbing my head slowly. I took him a little deeper each time my mouth descended on him and slipping my hand between his legs started massaging his balls.



Jacks fingers were busy on my nipples, but as good as it all felt I started wondering about Katie. Had she not heard me, had she gotten cold feet? If that were the case it was a good thing I hadn’t mentioned anything to Jack. I opened wide and took Jack’s entire length into my mouth. He groaned in pleasure as I pushed my tongue out and licked his balls, while shaking my head back and forth. Jack’s hand left my tit and moved to the back of my head. He ran it through my hair and as I started moving again, gently pushed and pulled, guiding my mouth up and down his cock.

“Oh, damn Jen,” he whispered, “That feels so fucking good, I….”



He paused, and then pulling hard enough on my hair to make me yelp, gasped, “Holy shit!”



He had forced his cock out of my mouth and still on my knees, I turned to look over my shoulder and felt a surge of wetness flow through my pussy. Katie was standing there no more than five feet away, watching us. In the brief awkward silence that followed, I took in every bit of her. Katie was barefoot wearing just the short black robe she had on last night. Her long blonde hair was down and best of all her blue eyes were wide as she stared at us naked before her. Another thrill went through me as I realized she had been watching me blow Jack.



Katie looked nervous, but at the same time I saw her eyes lock onto my tits and there was no doubt in my mind she liked what she saw.



“Katie!” Jack exclaimed, comically grabbing the newspaper off the end table and shoving it over his cock. “What the hell are you doing here?”



I had to force myself not to laugh at Jack’s reaction and making no effort to cover myself stood, and with my back to Jack, smiled at her before saying, “Katie, what did I tell you about today?”



“I….” she looked confused, “Umm, I know I’m not supposed to be here but…”



“Katie would you give us a minute?” Jack asked, and then added to me, “Jen cover up.”



“Why?” I asked. “Katie doesn’t mind what she sees, do you honey?”



Katie blushed and with that same shy sexy smile she displayed last night said, “Not at all,” she shook her head, “Damn Jen.”



I slowly walked over to her and putting my hand on her shoulder, repeated my question, “You didn’t answer me Katie. I told you there was a rule about today, now what was it?”



“What the hell is…?” Jack started, but stopped when Katie exclaimed,



“Oh, that’s right! Its nude day, I’m not supposed to be dressed!” she put her head down and pushed her lips into an adorable pout. “Sorry Jen.”



The pout became even more enticing when I saw her lower lip was trembling. Beneath my hand, I could feel how tense she was. The poor thing was so nervous! Odds are she was more worried about Jack than me. Well I would get her good and warmed up and just let Jack watch for a couple of minutes.



“It’s okay Katie,” I began, “But we are going to have to get that robe off you.”



I turned to see Jack staring at the two of us and couldn’t help notice the newspaper in his lap had risen appreciably. I think it was beginning to dawn on him exactly what was going on, but still wanted to say it.



“I told you I had a surprise for you, baby.” I said as I slid my hand up through Katie’s hair and felt a shiver go through her. “Katie is going to help us celebrate our special day.”



“You…” Jack rolled his eyes, “Yeah okay, jokes over.”



“It’s no joke Jack.” I said softly and turning Katie’s head towards me added, “Let’s show him honey.”



Before she could respond, I kissed her. Katie started to pull back in surprise, but my hand was on the back of her head, holding her still. I kissed her softly and rolled my eyes at the feeling of her soft lips against mine. It was the first time I kissed a woman in years and oh, how I’d missed it! Katie’s lips remained still as mine slid gently across hers, then with a delightful little sigh, she kissed me back. I slipped my arm around her waist and pulled her close to me groaning as my hard nipples pressed into the soft material of her robe.



Katie sent a thrill through me when I felt her hands on the sides of my arms. She was now kissing me back, her lips pressing softly to mine. I regretfully broke the kiss, and turning to Jack who was staring at us with that look of lust I recalled so well said, “See honey no joke, you of all people should know your wife’s no tease.”



To my delight Katie spoke up.



“Happy Nude Day Jack,” she released an adorable little giggle that I know caused Jack’s cock to twitch and added, “I hope I’m as good to you guys as you’ve been to me.”



“Oh, I have no doubt.” He said and started to stand.



“Stay right there baby.” I told him. “You just sit back and watch me unwrap your present.”



I wanted Katie to be good and hot for when Jack got involved, and wanted him worked up as well. I kissed Katie again, harder this time. A wave of heat flowed though me as she immediately kissed me back this time. Her hands slid around my back and started sliding up and down as those soft young lips pressed into mine. I dropped my hands to her hips as we kissed and slid them down until I could feel her bare thighs. Parting my lips, I darted my tongue out and Katie sent another thrill through me when she eagerly opened her mouth to accept it.



I moaned at the sensation of our tongues darting across each other and I could feel her hard nipples poking into me through the robe. I grabbed the edge of her robe and lifted it over her hips, giving jack a good look at her perfect little ass. Holding the robe with one hand I started caressing her ass with the other. Katie gave a little yelp into my mouth as I gave her cheek a hard squeeze. Katie’s hands came around and after briefly running up and down my shoulders, worked their way between us and grabbed my tits.



I gasped as she squeezed them. I hadn’t expected her to be so bold so quickly, but wasn’t going to complain. We were kissing deeply at this point, out tongues slowly exploring the others mouth. I opened my eyes and saw that Jack had tossed the newspaper aside and his cock was standing at full attention. His eyes were locked on us and there was a smile on his face that sent a warm feeling through me and not just one of lust, but affection. We so needed this!



My thoughts were drawn back to Katie as her fingers sought my nipples. I leaned back enough so she could get her hands on my tits and I moaned as she began rolling my aching nipples between her finger tips. I grabbed her ass with my other hand and spread her cheeks open, now giving Jack a glimpse at her pussy. I started working my fingers between her cheeks hoping to be able to work a finger inside of her. Katie’s lips left mine and ducking her head, she began kissing the soft skin of my neck.



I let my head fall back and moaned as her lips made their way up and down my neck and shoulder, while her fingers stayed busy on my nipples. Katie started kissing down my chest and I couldn’t believe how aggressive she was. I had really thought I would be leading her along, but right now it seemed she was taking over. I slipped my hand under the robe and up her smooth back. Again I looked over at Jack whose eyes were focused on Katie’s mouth working its way down between my tits. I let myself relax and stood there as she teasingly licked straight down between my large tits.



Her fingers were still toying with my nipples, but as her lips slid to the left she removed them. I closed my eyes and enjoyed a brief moment of anticipation while my nipple was unattended. I didn’t have long to wait and released a soft sigh of pleasure when I felt her tongue slide across my swollen nipple. Katie teased around it in a slow circle and I yearned to shove it in her mouth the way I had with Jack, but didn’t want to push. My patience was rewarded when I felt my nipple sucked into her warm wet mouth.



Katie began swirling her tongue around then started sucking surprisingly hard.



“Oh, honey,” I whispered to her, “Oh, that’s nice.”



Katie’s response was to switch to my other nipple and start playing with the other. My attention was taken away from my nipples as I felt her hand slide down my stomach. She reached the point where her hand was just above my pussy and sucking my nipple even harder then she had before, her finger slid down between my legs and started rubbing my clit. I cried out in both pleasure and surprise at how she was going at me. No longer worried, I grabbed the back of her head and arching my back, shoved my nipple deeper into her mouth. Katie groaned and her fingers started to slide up and down my pussy.



It occurred to me as I spread my legs out to give her better access that Katie had to have thought about this. I’d say that thought made me wet, but I was already dripping and wouldn’t be able to tell. Her slender fingers ran through the lips of my pussy and my hips twitched when they lingered on my clit. My hands left her ass and started rubbing up and down her sides. As good as Katie’s fingers and tongue felt, it was time to take over and get Jack involved.



Pushing against her shoulders, I eased my nipple from her mouth and as she looked up from my tit, I whispered, “Turn around.”



Katie looked longingly at my tits, but smiled and turned around to face Jack. When she did she looked down at his swollen cock and said softly, “Oh damn.”



“No worries honey,” I whispered in her ear, “He’ll go nice and easy.”



Moving her blond hair to the side, I gently kissed her neck as my hands slid around her waist. I felt Katie shudder as my hand moved up her stomach and slipped into her robe. I fondled her soft stomach for a moment before moving my hand higher and finding her small perky tit. Katie moaned as my hand covered her tit and my palm slid across her hard nipple. I groaned myself as I caught that hard nipple between my fingers and gave it a light squeeze.



My own nipples were pressing into her back and I started sucking on her neck while I fondled her perfect little tit. Katie leaned her head back against me and sighed as I slid my tongue up and down her neck. I looked over her shoulder at Jack who was sitting straight up. His hands were on the arms of the chair and he was drumming his fingers impatiently, eager to join in. I moved my hand to her other tit and felt Katie begin to breathe heavier as I played with her nipple. As I did, my hand grabbed the tie of her robe and holding it up, I looked at Jack.



“Shall I?”



“Oh, yeah,” he said softly.



I pulled the tie of the robe and felt Katie tense up as it slid open. Releasing her tit, I reached up and grabbing the top of it slid it off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. Putting my arms back around her, I cupped her tits and held them up, presenting them to Jack.



“Like your present baby?” I asked as I made Katie moan by caressing her nipples with my thumbs.



“Perfect.” Jack said, “Katie you’re absolutely perfect.”



“T…thank you.” She said nervously.



I continued to fondle her right tit, but dropping my right hand down, immediately reached between her legs and found her pussy. Katie gasped and I moaned as my fingers slipped through her very wet pussy. I found her clit and started rolling it between my fingertips.



“Oh, yes.” Katie sighed as she pushed her ass back into me and started rocking her hips



I went back to kissing her neck and as I did winked at Jack. Standing, he slowly walked over to us and I licked my lips at the sight of his cock swaying between his legs. Jack stopped in front of Katie and putting his hands on her shoulders leaned in and kissed her. I could feel Katie tense up and I began stroking her clit faster. I heard her moan and a moment later, I felt her relax. Raising my head from her neck I smiled at the sight of Jack kissing her.



Katie was now kissing him back and as I had told her, he was going easy, his lips barely pressed to hers. Jack’s hand left her shoulder and she gasped as he began playing with her other tit. Her hips were rocking faster as I continued rubbing her clit while Jack and I worked her nipples. I saw Jack push his tongue out and watched it enter Katie’s mouth. She leaned forward and began to kiss him harder. I touched Jack’s shoulder and when he opened his eyes, I leaned my head over Katie’s shoulder.



Jack stopped kissing her and turning his head pressed his lips to mine. I could feel my pussy dripping as we shared a long deep kiss while Katie writhed and moaned between us. I removed my hand from between her legs and grabbing her shoulder turned her slightly towards me. As she turned, I kissed her hard, pushing my tongue into her mouth while pushing the fingers I’d had buried in her pussy into Jack’s mouth. Jack sucked my fingers while I sucked on her tongue and opening my eyes, I saw Katie watching Jack as his eyes rolled at the taste of her.



I took my fingers from his mouth and kissed him, driving my tongue into his mouth to taste Katie from his tongue. Putting my hand on Katie’s head, I turned her face towards us and the three of us began sharing a kiss. Our lips and tongues slid across each other’s and we were all breathing heavily, our bodies grinding into each other. Katie leaned her head back and Jack and I both started kissing her neck before ducking our heads. Katie released a soft whimper as we each took one of her nipples into our mouths. She sent a thrill through me as I felt her hand on the back of my head and saw she had put her other arm around Jack.



She arched her back, pressing her beautiful pink nipples into our mouths and then cried out when my hand made its way back between her legs. I rubbed her clit, then reaching up, grabbed Katie’s hand and placed it on Jack’s cock. Katie gasped as covering her hand with mine I closed her fingers around his thick shaft.



Jack moaned as I started sliding her hand up and down his cock. I stopped moving and smiled as Katie continued to slowly stroke him. I looked across her chest at Jack who returned my gaze. We both took her nipple from our mouth’s and began just tonguing them, smiling at each other. Leaning over, I kissed him then started licking the same nipple he was. I groaned as our tongues played across each other, sharing her tit while she rocked back and forth moaning softly.



I looked down, taking in the sight of her small hand jerking my husband’s cock. He was dripping and her hand, as well as his shaft, was glistening with his precum. Unable to wait any longer, I dropped to my knees between them and grabbing Jack’s cock, guided it into my mouth. As soon as I did, Katie started to let it go, but reaching out I caught her wrist and moved it back and forth. Taking the hint Katie continued to stroke him as I swirled my tongue around the dripping head of his cock.



I took him deeper and Jack moaned around Katie’s nipple. Removing his cock from my mouth, I turned my head, leaned forward and shoved my tongue into Katie’s pussy. She cried out as I found her clit and sucked it hard into my mouth. Katie reached down and grabbing my shoulder, began to shove her pussy into my face. Looking up, I saw Jack was playing with one nipple while sucking the other. He was watching me as well, and I winked as I made a show of tonguing Katie’s smooth pink pussy.



Katie moved her feet, widening her legs so I could get at her pussy better and as soon as she did, Jack slipped his hand down and I moved so he could fondle her. I watched as his fingers started rubbing her clit and turning, once again took his cock in my mouth. Jack groaned and as I started blowing him, I slid my other hand between her legs and with no hesitation, shoved a finger inside her.



“Oh!” Katie cried out, “Oh yes!”



I started pumping my finger while sucking Jack’s cock as he fingered her clit. Katie’s hand was trembling on my shoulder and I could feel her thigh quivering against the side of my hand. I looked up to see Jack still working both her nipples, he was moaning around one of them as I continued to slowly suck on him, while she stroked him. My pussy was dripping between my legs and I couldn’t wait to get off, but I felt it only fair Katie come first for us. I added a second finger and shoved them both deep inside of her.



Katie let out a sharp yelp, then another as I started plunging my fingers into her extremely tight young pussy. The thought of the large cock that as in my mouth, going into that tight little box sent a shudder through me, as did the loud moan that escaped Katie. I saw Jack’s fingers moving faster on her clit and a moment later, I groaned as I felt Katie’s fingernails dig harder into my shoulder.



“Oh God!” she moaned, “Oh please don’t stop Jack! I… “



Her words turned into a long squeal that caused my pussy to gush between my legs. Katie was bucking her hips wildly as she leaned her weight on me so she wouldn’t fall over. I continued to pump my fingers into her as Jack manipulated her clit. Katie cried out again and I felt her already tight pussy contract around my fingers. She released a long moan and slowly sank to her knees in front of me. I slid my fingers from her pussy and as she watched, slid them into my mouth.



“Oh, that’s good.” I purred around my fingers as I sucked Katie’s sweet juices from them.



“I came so hard!” Katie panted.



Her chest was heaving and I licked my lips at the sight of those hard pink nipples rising as she fought to catch her breath. Speaking of hard, Jack was still standing and his hard cock was directly between us. Looking up at him, I said, “Why don’t you sit down baby?”



Jack took a couple of steps backwards and sat down in the chair and smiled in anticipation. Staying on my knees, I leaned over and after giving Katie a quick kiss, said in her ear, “Ready to give Jack something special?”



“I…I haven’t in a long time.” She whispered.



Oh, this was too precious, I thought.



“Just follow my lead.” I told her.



Turning away from her, I crawled on all fours over to Jack and knelt between his legs. Turning, I beckoned Katie with my finger and watched as with that shy smile, she crawled over to us.



“Oh, look at that.” Jack said.



Jack spread his legs wide enough so that Katie and I were both kneeling between them. Grabbing his cock, I gave the head a playful kiss and taking Katie’s hand put it around his shaft again. She looked at me nervously, and giving her a wink I proceeded to slowly suck Jack’s cock into my mouth. I paused, then, my eyes never leaving hers, started bobbing my head in a slow steady rhythm. When my lips reached Katie’s hand I pushed against it and getting my meaning she started moving her hand up and down, following my mouth.



Jack moaned and pressing my tongue against his shaft, I tightened my lips around his cock and started sucking faster. I groaned in surprise when I felt Katie’s other hand begin to fondle my nipple and leaning over she kissed my neck as I continued sucking Jack’s cock. Removing his cock from my mouth, I replaced Katie’s hand with mine and putting my other hand behind her head, gently guided it towards his glistening dick. Katie paused and looked at me, her blue eyes wide. Smiling I said, “Just do what I do.”



I started flicking my tongue across the side of the head of Jack’s cock. I then slid my tongue along the length of his shaft and back up again. I again pushed Katie’s head forward and after swallowing nervously, she stuck her tongue out and started to slowly lick the tip of his cock. I started rocking up and down as I continued to lick Jack’s cock while watching her do the same. My pussy was aching with the need to come, but Jack was next. I again slid my tongue down his long hard prick and Katie did the same.



Our faces were so close I could feel her breath on me and twice our tongues played across each other. When we reached the tip I opened my mouth so that half of the head of his cock was between my lips. Katie followed suit and I groaned as our lips pressed together with Jack’s dripping prick between them. I felt Jack slide his hand down across my back and saw the he was rubbing Katie’s as well. Keeping my lips pressed to his shaft, I again went down the length of him, Katie followed me and Jack’s hips twitched as his hard flesh was caressed by our soft lips.



Reaching the top, I slid my mouth over the head and started sucking him again. I took him all the ways down, then sucking as hard as I could, eased his cock from my mouth. There was a wet sucking sound as his cock popped out of my mouth and angling his cock, towards Katie, whispered, “Your turn.”

Katie took a deep breath and placing her lips around the head of Jack’s cock slowly took it into her mouth. She paused then took it down about halfway before she started moving her head. I sighed softly as I watched transfixed by the sight of this cute little thing sucking my husband’s long thick cock. As I’d had her do, I began to follow her lips with my hand and smiled as I saw her open her mouth wider and take him further into her mouth. Tearing my gaze from Katie I looked up at Jack. He was sitting back breathing heavily, his eyes locked on Katie’s pretty blonde head bobbing up and down.



“Happy Nude Day, baby.” I smiled up at him.



He mouthed the words “Thank you” and then moaned loudly.



I turned back and my eyes widened at the sight of Katie sucking him almost all the way down. Her head was moving much faster as she seemed to be gaining confidence and I could hear her beginning to moan as she blew him. As she had done, I reached out and started playing with her nipples. After watching her devour Jack’s cock, I said softly, “My turn.”



Katie obediently removed his cock and I took over, sucking him deep into my eager mouth. I was aware of Katie’s hand on my back and after caressing it for a moment she slid it down to my ass and then caused me to cry out around Jack’s cock as her fingers pushed down through my sopping pussy and found my clit. I sped up on Jack’s cock, sucking him fast and hard as I started rocking my hips into her fingers. Katie was rubbing my clit in a slow circular motion and between that and the feeling of Jack’s hard flesh in my mouth, I could already feel my thighs starting to tremble. I felt another wave of pleasure go through me when, kissing my cheek, Katie asked, “Can I have some more?”



“Oh my God.” Jack gasped, as the second I removed his cock from my mouth, Katie shoved it into hers.



I watched as she began sucking it almost as fast as I had been. Her fingers had slowed up on my clit as she was focusing on Jack, but that was fine, I could wait a little longer, this was Jack’s moment. Keeping that in mind, I ducked my head and as Katie sucked on him, started licking his balls. Jack gasped and his hips jerked up as I went from licking to sucking on them. I could hear Katie sighing around his cock and her fingers were now moving faster between my legs. I heard a wet sound and saw that Katie had taken his cock from her lips.



I took my cue and lifting my head took my turn pleasing him. As I did, Jack moaned, “Oh yes!”



I opened my eyes to see that Katie had imitated me and was now sucking Jack’s balls into her mouth. Damn she had warmed up better than I could have imagined. I felt Jack’s hand on the back of my head and saw the other sliding through Katie’s blonde hair. I looked up at him and loved the look of absolute ecstasy on his face as he watched his wife share his cock with our adorable maid. Katie ran her tongue up his shaft and we paused to kiss over the head of his cock. I could feel Jack’s cock twitching in my hand and knew he was close.



I took him into my mouth, and after sucking him a few time, passed him to Katie. She did the same and for the next couple of minutes we rapidly passed Jack back and forth between us, each giving him a few quick sucks. Jack was moaning and was starting to shove his cock into my mouth when I sucked him. I noticed he fought to stay still when it was Katie’s turn, but could see him moving slightly. I was doing my share of moaning and thrusting myself as Katie’s fingers were teasing my clit with agonizing slowness.



I cupped Jack’s balls and started rubbing them as Katie took her turn sucking him. Katie’s fingers caught my clit just right and I released a soft whimper. Katie popped Jack from her mouth and giving me a mischievous smile that caused my heart to skip a beat started to move her fingers faster. The little tart was teasing on purpose! I gasped as, no longer teasing; her fingers were rubbing hard and fast. I covered Jack’s cock with my mouth and groaned around it as I could feel my thighs shaking.



Katie placed her mouth against his shaft and whimpered. I slid him from my mouth and giving me another smile, she said “I want to hear you.”



She immediately took her turn with Jack and began moving her fingers even harder. I looked up at Jack who was sweating, his entire body trembling as he fought to hold back and enjoy every minute of his treat. The look on his face sent me over the edge. Throwing my head back, I released a long loud wail of pleasure as my teased pussy finally found its release. I cried out again as Katie’s fingers trapped my clit between them and gave it a light pinch. I began bucking my hips wildly into her hand as waves of pleasure crashed though my body.



Grabbing Jack’s cock, I literally pulled it from her mouth and started sucking it as hard as I could. Jack moaned loudly as he began to reach the point of no return and I squealed around his cock as Katie’s surprisingly talented fingers kept my orgasm flowing.



“Oh fuck!” Jack cried out. “Oh, yes Jen!”



Pulling his cock from my mouth, I squeezed the base tightly holding him off from coming. Jack groaned in frustration, but I was going to make it up to him. Knowing it was a dirty trick, but not caring at this point, I pointed it at Katie’s face. She began to put her mouth over it to suck on it again, when I released my grip. Jack cried out in pleasure and Katie in surprise as huge spurt of cum exploded from his cock and splashed onto her lips and in her mouth. Katie’s head jerked back, but not before a second spurt caught her in the chin.



I pulled Jack’s cock towards me, and opening wide, jerked him off into my mouth. I moaned as he had enough left to give me a couple of good squirts that I greedily swallowed. I continued to pump Jack’s cock, loving the sounds of his moans and the desperate thrusting of his hips. When I sucked the last couple of drops from him, I looked over at Katie.



“Oh, honey.” I whispered.



Katie was sitting there with Jack’s cum dripping off her face and onto her tits. When she saw me looking she gave me that cute pout and said, “Not very nice Jen.”



My response was to lean forward and grabbing her face in my hands, kiss her hard. I groaned at the taste of Jack’s cum on her lips. I forced my tongue into her mouth and could taste him there as well. The thought she had swallowed some had my recently satisfied pussy beginning to heat up again. Leaving her mouth, I made a show of licking every drop of cum from her face. Bending down, I started sucking it off of her tits including a drop that had landed right on her pink nipple. Katie moaned as I sucked it into my mouth and again I felt her hands on my tits.



Forcing myself to stand, I pulled Katie up with me. I leaned forward, shoving my tit into Jack’s mouth. He sucked on it and reaching out, I pushed Katie forward so she was leaning over the chair. Jack switched from my nipple to hers and he slid each of his hands between our legs. Katie and I released identical moans as he plunged his fingers into both of our pussies. Jack went back and forth between our tits while fingering us and I could feel myself getting ready again. From the sounds of her moans Katie was close as well. But we had played enough out here.



Stepping back, I took Katie by the hand and said, “Let’s go play in the bedroom!”



I started to walk, but feeling giddy with lust, literally ran down the hallway, pulling Katie behind me. I heard her giggle and I laughed out loud as I basked in the feeling of being totally naked and playing like we hadn’t in years. We entered the bedroom with Jack right behind us. I turned to see he was laughing as well and felt another wave of affection towards him; it really was like we had traveled back twenty years in time. We were laughing, care free, and about to continue enjoying a beautiful girl half our age.



“Lie on the bed Katie,” I told her. “Jack and I…”



“You first,” Katie smiled.



“Yeah Jen, this whole thing was your idea,” Jack added as he gave me a playful push in the back. “Your turn to be shared.”



“Who am I to argue?” I laughed.



I crawled up to the middle of the huge king sized bed and rolled over on my back. Jack had come around to the side and getting up on the bed, knelt next to me and immediately started sucking on my right nipple. It felt good, but my attention was on Katie who was crawling up between my spread legs. “You have a beautiful pussy Jen.” She said softly as she lied on her stomach between my thighs.



I started to thank her, but it turned into a moan when she spread my lips open and with no hesitation plunged her tongue inside of my oozing pussy.



“Oh hell yeah!” I cried out as she started moving her head back and forth, tongue fucking me.



In my wildest dreams I hadn’t expected Katie to be this forward, but I wasn’t complaining. While Katie’s tongue swirled around inside me, Jack tongued one nipple while reaching across me and playing with the other. I lied there sighing contentedly as I watched Katie’s pretty face buried between my thighs. She slipped her tongue from my pussy and slowly began swirling it through the folds of my pussy, teasingly making her way up towards my clit. When she reached it, she blew lightly on it and my hips jerked in anticipation of her tongue.



I yelped in surprise as before her tongue found my clit, she shoved two fingers into my pussy and started slowly pumping them. A moment later she gently sucked my swollen clit into her mouth and played her tongue across it.



“Oh, Katie,” I purred. “Honey, you feel so good!”



“Looks damn good too!” Jack added.



Running his hand down my stomach, Jack’s fingers reached my pussy and Katie pulled back to watch him rub my clit. I heard Jack whisper something to Katie and gasped as his fingers caught my clit between them. I released a long moan as I then felt Katie’s tongue flicking across my trapped clit. Jack was still sucking on my nipple and moaning continuously, I reached over and grabbed his dangling cock. Jack grunted around my nipple as I started to stroke him. He had already cum twice today, but his job was far from over and I wanted that cock hard and ready for when I came.



Turning my head to the side, I said, “Bring that over here.”



Jack crawled closer to me and leaning over started licking my other nipple as his cock pushed into my face. I took him into my mouth and started swirling my tongue around his semi hard cock. Between my legs, Katie was alternately licking and sucking my clit while Jack’s fingers wiggled it back and forth. Her fingers were still pumping me and I began to move my hips in time with their thrusting. I moaned at the sensation of Jack’s rapidly hardening cock growing in my mouth and could already feel my thighs shaking again.



Jack’s hand left my clit and working its way between us returned to my nipple. Katie began licking the length of my pussy, sliding her tongue through my lips before giving my clit a hard suck then sliding back again. I wanted to tell her to stop teasing, but my mouth was stuffed with Jack’s now fully erect cock. With my head on the pillow I couldn’t really move so reaching around him, I grabbed his ass and pushed. Taking his cue, Jack started to slowly fuck my mouth, sliding his hard flesh all the way out, before shoving it in all the way to his balls.



I moaned around it as Katie had stopped toying with me and was now swirling her soft tongue around my clit in hard fast circles. My hips jumped again and my legs were shaking badly. Katie made me cry out around Jack as she added a third finger to my pussy and began to thrust them faster while sucking my clit into her mouth. I whimpered and arched my back off the bed, pushing my pussy into Katie’s skilled tongue and plunging fingers.



Knowing my body as well as I did, Jack knew I was right there and gave my nipple a pinch while gently nipping the other with his teeth. I squealed around his cock and thrust my hips hard into Katie’s face. Jack slid his cock from my mouth and I let out a sound that could only be described as a scream as the strongest orgasm I’d had in years tore through me. Not caring what she thought, I closed my legs, trapping Katie’s head between my thighs as I ground my pussy into her face. I felt her moan into my pussy, and looking down saw her she was grinding her hips into the bed.



The fact she was that turned on sent another wave of pleasure though me and I cried out again even louder than before. Katie’s tongue and fingers were still moving and Jack was working my nipples as I bucked and squirmed on the bed. Totally caught up, I released another loud cry; this one contained as much joy as physical pleasure. Goddamn this was what it was all about! My back arched so far I felt it crack and between my legs I felt my pussy contract. I screamed again as my pussy released and gushed into Katie’s face. I let out a long shuddering moan and collapsed panting on the bed.



“Oh my God.” I panted, “Oh that was incredible.



I relaxed my legs and when Katie looked up; I saw her entire face was glistening from my pussy. Jack saw it too and as I had done slid down the bed and as Katie sat up, took her face gently in his hands and started kissing and licking her lips. I pushed myself to sit up and as Jack continued to taste me from her, I bent my head and started sucking on her perfect little titties. Katie sighed and began playing with my hair as I licked her pink nipples. I looked down to see Jack’s cock as hard as ever and grabbing Katie by the shoulders pushed her down onto the bed. She landed on her side and laughing, rolled over onto her back, spread her legs and made a come here gesture with her finger.



“You naughty little thing!” I exclaimed as I knelt between her legs and licked my lips at the sight of that smooth young pussy.



Jack started to crawl up towards Katie, probably figuring he would suck her tits as he had mine, but I had other ideas.



“Oh no baby,” I told him, “You get right behind me because this girl needs to get fucked.”



Remaining on my knees, I lowered my face between Katie’s smooth tanned thighs and pushing my ass in the air, playfully wiggled it at Jack. No sooner had I slipped my tongue into Katie’s delicious little pussy, then Jack grabbed my hips and slammed his big dick deep inside me. I yelped into Katie’s pussy as Jack began fucking me with long hard strokes. I swirled my tongue around inside of her, causing her to squirm and push her hot wet flesh into my face. I had to force myself to concentrate on her as Jack, who was in no danger of coming quickly, was really giving it to me.



Looking up, I saw Katie staring over me at Jack and could tell she was nervous. I had planned on Jack going easy on her, but now was wondering if I could get her to let him really take her. One thing at a time I thought as sliding my tongue from inside her I started to run it up between the soft wet folds of her pink lips. Katie reached down and started running her fingers though my hair as I took my revenge on her by swirling my tongue over her clit and back down her pussy. She whimpered in disappointment and I would have made a remark about teasing to her, but Jack’s slamming me made it impossible to do anything but moan…



Jack reached down and grabbing my hair, pushed my face deeper into Katie’s pussy and giving up on the idea of taking my time, I ran my tongue through her lips and finding her swollen button, started swirling my tongue around it. Katie moaned her appreciation and looking up; I saw that she was playing with her nipples as she stared down at me. Our eyes met and I could see nothing short of lust in those baby blues as I made a show of flicking the tip of my tongue against her hard button.



I paused and squealed as Jack reared back and gave me a couple of exceptionally hard pumps. I was wondering if he thought he could cum for me then fuck Katie, but a moment later he began to slow down. Taking advantage of being able to concentrate more on the adorable little pussy in front of me, I slipped a finger inside and started pumping it. I took her clit in my mouth and started sucking it in time with my thrusting finger. Katie was releasing high pitched little moans and I felt her supple thighs starting to tremble against my face. I added another finger to her and sped up my sucking.



Behind me Jack had slowed up even more, saving himself for what he knew would be next, fucking Katie’s tight little box. That thought caused me to start sucking even harder on her clit and move my fingers faster, I was dying to hear Katie squeal when Jack shoved his cock into her. Right now Katie was moaning my name over and over again and spurred on; I removed her clit from my mouth and started licking it furiously. I was pressing my tongue against her clit as hard as I could and my fingers were driving into her a lot harder than I would have planned. Katie didn’t seem to mind as she grabbed a handful of my hair and started rocking her hips into me.



“Oh yes Jen!” she whimpered, “Oh, just a little more, I want to cum for you!”



That sent Jack into a frenzy and he started pounding my pussy like there was no tomorrow. I screamed into her pussy and with a loud cry of her own, Katie shoved my face into her hot flesh and began coming as hard as I had. She was releasing a series of loud yelps, each punctuated with her grinding her pussy into my eager tongue. As before, I could feel her pussy tighten around my fingers as her orgasm flowed through her.



Yes!” She squealed, “Oh Jen!”



As Katie shoved her convulsing pussy into my face and Jack drove his hard cock repeatedly into me, I wondered, could life get any better? Katie whimpered softly and began panting. I sucked her clit into my mouth and her hips twitched as I tongued her sensitive clit. I would have done it again, but Jack grabbed my shoulders and pulled me up to my knees. The message was clear; he wanted that pretty little pussy. I crawled up next to Katie and reversed myself so that my face was just over her pussy.



Jack crawled forward and kneeling directly between her legs took his dick and started sliding it through her pussy. When he reached the top, I stuck my tongue out and he eagerly slipped his cock into my mouth. I moaned at the taste of Katie’s juice off his hard flesh and sucked him hard and fast. Jack pulled his cock from my mouth and sliding it back down her pussy paused. I felt Katie tense under me and heard her whisper, “Go easy Jack, please?”



“Of course,” Jack replied then as I watched, pussy dripping, he began to ease his thick cock into her.



“Oh,” she moaned, “Oh that’s….big.”



Jack paused to let he get used to the head, then slowly, a little at a time, pushed himself into her. Katie’s breath hissed out between her teeth and I felt her hands on my back as Jack eased out and slid back in.



“How’s that feel baby?” I asked him.



“Damn she’s tight.” He said softly as he again pushed himself into her.



Katie moaned and opened her legs wider. Jack slid all the way in and after another pause started to fuck her. He wasn’t going fast or hard, but behind me, Katie was whimpering each time he shoved it in. Lying across her, I spread her lips open and after watching Jack’s glistening cock slide in and out a few times, leaned over and started tonguing her clit. Katie gasped and her hips thrust upwards burying Jack deeper inside of her. I continued to lick her clit as Jack picked up the pace, fucking her faster and a little harder. Katie’s hands were now in my hair and her hips were squirming around as Jack and I worked her pussy.



Jack reached down and grabbing her ankles lifted her legs until her feet were on his shoulders. He leaned forward and started thrusting harder. Katie was moaning and the sound was becoming more that of pleasure than discomfort. I sped my tongue up on her clit and every once in a while leaned further so that Jack’s cock would slide along it and I was licking his shaft. Jack removed his cock and grabbing my head shoved it into my mouth. My eyes rolled at their mixed taste and I groaned when he removed it. That disappointment faded as I again watched Katie’s smooth pink lips spread around his hard flesh.

Everybody has sexual fantasies. Some people are fortunate enough to be able to fulfill some of them, others choose not to, and still others never take the risks necessary to experience them. Not all fantasies are meant to be played out; knowing which ones to risk trying can be difficult to discern.



My wife Sarah and I had for many years talked about sharing our sex lives with another person or couple. Sarah was very bisexual, and had been exclusively with women for many years before we met (I like to joke that I “saved” her from lesbianism, and she often referred to herself as a “wasbian”). We both enjoy reading erotica together, as well as the occasional porn video, and we both found ourselves turned on most by stories involving women together or a threesome among two women and one man.



These thoughts had remained as fantasies for many years, primarily because of the hurdles posed by children, jobs, family commitments, and the like. Even without those hurdles, I doubt we would have turned fantasy into action earlier in our relationship, because we were not emotionally secure enough to try it out earlier. But we finally reached the stage where the hurdles were low enough, and we were emotionally and sexually secure enough, that the fantasies began to evolve into discussion of possibilities.



The more we discussed the idea of sex with another person or persons, the more we both realized we wanted to give it a try. We weren’t sure how to go about it, or exactly what to expect, so we went into it with an open mind. After surfing the web a bit, we discovered a few swingers websites, posted a profile on each, and began corresponding with some couples.



Besides being interested in sex with other people, there was another part of our sex life that we had been exploring. For about a year before deciding to embark on swinging, Sarah and I had been experimenting with dominance and submission, or D/s. I had known for a long time that I had a submissive side. I was always turned on by stories and videos that portrayed strong women who asserted their control over men (as well as other women). I had never shared this feeling with Sarah, though I suspect that she had begun to realize how I had felt based on my response to specific stories and videos.



It was not until about a year ago that Sarah began to playfully assert control over me while we were having sex. It started with her teasingly telling me what to do to please her, and as she quickly realized how turned on both I and she were by this play, it escalated to the point where she was into full femdom mode. She would tie me up and force me to service her sexually, with occasional “training” sessions where she would spank and verbally humiliate me into submission. Our D/s was not so much about punishment, however, as it was about her asserting control (and my giving it up) in order for me to please her sexually. It was a practice that we’ve seen referred to as “sensual dominance.”



In many of our D/s sessions we would spend much of the evening with me paying attention to her body, which could include starting with my bathing her in our oversize bathtub, moving to giving her a nice warm oil massage, and then on to an intense session of bringing her to orgasm every way imaginable. If I did a good of pleasing her, she would reward me by allowing me to masturbate in front of her. And if I did an especially good job, I would be rewarded by being allowed to have sex with her. The D/s sessions were not an everyday thing with us, they were something we engaged in occasionally and were very special to us. Most nights (or days, as it were) involved more vanilla sex between the two of us. We were definitely not into 24/7 D/s, as were some people we had met online. Children, job responsibilities, and other things made it impossible for us to pursue it, and to be honest, neither of us was truly interested in a 24/7 relationship like that. But we certainly did enjoy it in the bedroom.



So as our discussions about swinging became more concrete, we obviously discussed just what role the D/s should play in it. We decide to be somewhat circumspect in our profiles on the swingers sites, because we didn’t want to turn off any couples or women. You would be surprised how many profiles say that the person or couples are not into “BDSM,” though it is not always clear what that means to people. Through conversations with people online, we determined that the majority of people respond to the BD – bondage and discipline – or SM – sadism and masochism – in the term BDSM. To Sarah and I, however, it was the DS that was at the center of our sexual role playing. We decided not to mention anything about D/s in our profile, and we would see how things progressed as we met people.



We had a number of responses to our profiles, and messaged some people – both couples and single women – on our own. We were primarily interested in finding bisexual women, as sexual contact between the women was going to be an important part of the relationship for us. Our experience on these sites, I suspect, was similar to that of many others. Ninety percent of the contacts that we made led to nothing; either we realized that we weren’t compatible, or more commonly, the other couple really weren’t interested in swinging but were on the site for the titillation factor or to collect nude pictures of other people.



Some of the connections we made did turn into actual meetings with people, and some of those meetings turned into “dates.” We had some good experiences, where Sarah and I really connected with the couple on both an emotional as well as a sexual level. And we had some not-so-good experiences, but the one thing we always tried to do was learn from the experience.



One thing we had not had any success in finding was a single woman with whom to play. Many couples on these sites refer to single bisexual women as “unicorns,” because they are as rare as the mythical animal. But like other couples, we kept searching and messaging women in the hopes of finding one to bring into our bed.



After about a year on the sites, we saw a newly listed profile for a woman who called herself “FunnGrrll.” She didn’t live too far from us, and was about the right age (we tended to stick with people around our own frightfully-close-to-middle-age range). There was not much information in her profile regarding her likes or dislikes, and just one picture that didn’t show very much of her, but we figured “what the hell, we’ve got nothing to lose,” so we went ahead and composed one of our witty little messages and fired it off. Based on our previous experiences (can you say “struck out” in 47 different languages?) we did not have very high expectations.



Like many others we messaged, we didn’t hear back from her so we removed her from our “friends” list and went on with our lives. Then about two weeks later, we had a message in our inbox on the site. When I looked at it I saw it was from FunnGrrll. I quickly opened the message, expecting to find the familiar “Thanks, but not interested” message that we considered to be one step above those people who never replied at all.



But much to our surprise, I found a short note thanking us for our message, explaining that she had been out of town on vacation, and that she would be interested in finding out more about us. She shared her Yahoo ID and invited us to look for her online for a chat. I had Sarah come over and read the message over my shoulder. She was surprised also, but not particularly optimistic given our lack of success in this department. But she said, “Well, go ahead and look for her online and see what she sounds like.” I tended to instant message more than Sarah, who had little patience for it, so I was the one that usually made the first contact with couples we met on the swingers’ sites. I replied to FunnGrrll, giving her our Yahoo IDs and first names, and telling her I would look for her online.



I sent a request to add her to my friends list, and Sarah did the same. I didn’t hear back from her in a few days, so wrote her off and figured we’d never hear from her. And then about five days later when I logged on to Yahoo I received a message that FG (as Sarah and I now referred to her) had accepted me and added me to her friends list, as she had Sarah. I checked to see if she was online, but she wasn’t. I messaged her anyway, in case she was signed on in invisible mode, but didn’t get a response.



A couple of days after that, after we had put the kids to bed, Sarah was on the computer checking her e-mail. Her computer beeped and she saw the flashing icon that indicated somebody was messaging her. She clicked on the icon, and up popped a window titled “FunnGrrll.” The window said, “Hi Sarah, Jill here.” Sarah called me over to the computer to read over her shoulder as she began to chat with her. They chatted for awhile, engaging in the getting-to-know-you kind of banter that we had gotten very familiar with over the last year. Most of these initial contacts led to nowhere, but we had learned that it was a requisite step in finding another couple or person online.



As Sarah and Jill chatted, aided by my occasional question I suggested to Sarah, they got to know each other a bit more. Nothing too deep at the outset, but they exchanged enough information to determine that there may be a possibility of a connection among the three of us. After awhile they signed off, Sarah shrugged and said, “Well, we’ll see,” and we went back to our activities.



The next day I looked to see if Jill was online, but couldn’t find her. I checked the next few days (as a college professor, I tended to spend long periods of time in front of my computer), but never saw her online. I concluded that she was one of those people who either was never online or always signed on in invisible mode. After a few more days of this, I checked in with Sarah to see if she had heard back from Jill at all. She said that in fact she had, and that she and Jill had chatted for a short while every day so far. I was surprised, but not stunned, and decided she was just somebody who liked to chat with women. We had been very upfront from the beginning that we were only interested in her as a couple, and that Sarah did not play alone, so I wasn’t too worried about this.



I asked Sarah what they had been chatting about, and she replied, “Not much, the usual chitchat, getting-to-know you kind of stuff. But I think she would be interested in meeting us, and she definitely seems to have some interests in common with us.” I was a bit surprised to hear this, simply because I had assumed we would never find a single woman interested in us, and had little hope that Jill would be our unicorn. So I said to Sarah, “Great, I’m all for it. Is she willing to share some pictures?” Sarah said that Jill was supposed to send some in the next day or so, and when she did, Sarah had promised to share some of ours (we had only body shots in our profile; we were careful not to share pictures with our faces until we got to know somebody a bit).



The next day, I was in my office working on grading papers, when I received an e-mail message from Sarah. There was no text in the message, just a subject line that said, “Take a look.” After making sure my office door was closed (didn’t want any pesky students coming into my office and looking over my shoulder) I opened it up and found three attachments. Clicking on the first, I opened a jpeg file that contained a picture of a blonde woman who appeared to be in her late 30s or early 40s. She was not what many people would describe as pretty, but she had the kind of look that both Sarah and I liked – short hair, with a look that some people would describe as “dykey,” and she definitely would fall onto the “cute” page in my book. It was, in fact, a look that Sarah carried off quite nicely. She always joked that she could still walk into a lesbian bar today, after almost fifteen years of being a “wasbian,” and do very well for herself. And I would never dispute her on that.



In the photo, Jill was dressed in a very pretty, somewhat formal black dress with spaghetti straps that clung to her and showed off her body quite nicely. Again, I would suspect that most people would look at her body and not find her very attractive or sexy, but she had a look that I knew Sarah liked as much as I did – not really fat, but very well rounded with great curves in all the right places, a figure not unlike Sarah’s. Needless to say, I was quite intrigued about the possibility of getting together with this woman. I was trying not to get too excited, however, because there had been plenty of other people with whom we had traded pictures, and the contacts had amounted to nothing.



I clicked on the next attachment, and up popped a photograph that clearly was taken on a nude beach. This one showed just the top half of her body, which was naked, with a big smile on her face and sunglasses covering her eyes. She had a beautiful set of breasts – quite large, yet not overly so, with very prominent nipples. In fact, her breasts were very well proportioned to the rest of her upper body. Once again I was struck by the fact that most people would look at the picture and think of her as overweight, but I found her incredibly sexy and arousing. She clearly was a woman who was quite comfortable with her body, enough so to be lying there on a nude beach with a figure that was far from model-perfect.



With anticipation I clicked on the third attachment. I could see that this photo was from the same nude beach, but this one was taken from a few steps back, so that you could see Jill’s entire body. She was lying on her side, and the shot was taken from behind with her looking back over her shoulder. She had the same wide smile on her face, and the perspective provided a wonderful view of her ass – like the rest of her, nicely rounded, not too large, but definitely one I would like to get my hands and lips on. I looked back at the previous photo, and again at this one, and was struck by how nicely proportioned she was. Everything from her smile down to her muscular legs seemed to fit nicely together, even though I knew that many would look at her and scoff that she was too overweight.



I replied to Sarah’s message, saying “Great – when do we meet?” Much to my surprise, just a couple of minutes later, I got a reply from her saying, “This Saturday night.” I was shocked, and immediately picked up the phone and called Sarah. Before she said, “Hello,” I asked, “For real?”



Sarah replied, “Yup. The kids are going to Rob and Marcia’s for a sleepover and we’re meeting her for dinner in Maywood.” Maywood was a town about 15 minutes from us, about halfway between where we lived and she lived. Rob and Marcia were our best friends; they had two kids the same ages as ours, and Rob was a fellow professor at the university. We often shared childcare duties in arrangements like this, though the two of them had no idea what Sarah and I were doing when we left our kids with them.



While excited at this news, I was trying not to set myself up. We’d had too many of these meetings where the people we met turned out not to be anything like the couple we had been messaging with, or worse yet, they looked nothing like the pictures they had sent us. But nevertheless, I said to Sarah, “Okay, we’ll see. I hope she doesn’t turn out to be psycho,” with thoughts of Glenn Close and Fatal Attraction swimming through my mind.



The rest of the week dragged on as I looked forward to Saturday night. Sarah and I talked quite a bit about what it might be like. We had certainly had experiences as swingers, but all had been with other couples, and this would be the first time we even got to meet a single woman. While some people had a rule that they wouldn’t play on the first date, we didn’t stick to that, and had met some couples that we had sex with the first time we met them. We didn’t know how things would play out with Jill, but figured we would just play it by ear and hope for the best.



Finally, Saturday night arrived, we dropped the kids at our friends’ house, and we headed out for Maywood. As we were pulling out of the driveway, Sarah said, “Oh, by the way, did I tell you that Jill is into D/s?”



I shot her a quick glance, trying to keep my eyes on the road and not kill us on the way to our first meeting with a unicorn. “Ah, no, you neglected to mention that. How did you find that out?”



Sarah replied, “Well, you know, when we were chatting about what we liked, I asked if she was into anything kinky. And she said that she liked to be dominated on occasion.”



I said, “Really?”, just a little bit astounded that my dear wife had neglected to mention this little fact. “Anything else about her you’d like to share with me?” I asked.



“No,” she chuckled, “nothing else really important, I just thought you would be interested to know that about her.”



I certainly was interested in that little tidbit of information. For the year that we had been swinging, Sarah and I had yet to find another couple who was interested in D/s. We had discussions with some about the topic, but never found anybody who was really into it like we were. One couple said they’d give it a try, but before we had the chance to try anything, they backed out. We had great sex with some of these couples, but still kept thinking that it might be fun to play around with D/s with another couple. So when Sarah let it drop that Jill was into it, I was quickly interested and excited at the same time.



“Did you tell her the nature of our relationship, that you’re dom and I’m sub?” I asked.



“Of course,” she replied, “Don’t you think she would have asked?”



As I thought about this for a split second, I realized it was a pretty stupid question on my part. Anybody who is into D/s and talks about it with others very quickly inquires as to whether somebody is a top, a bottom, or a switch.



Anticipating my next question, Sarah said, “She said she’d be interested in trying it out with us. And I told her we certainly would be, too.”



While Sarah and I had talked about the possibility of playing with D/s with another couple or person, we had never really gotten far enough along in these discussions to talk about the specific possibilities of how this might work. So I was not quite sure I was ready to jump right into this with Jill, but Sarah clearly was interested in giving it a try and, speaking for the two of us, told Jill this.



If we did engage in D/s with Jill, I knew what my role was going to be – that of the submissive. It was unclear to me where Jill would be in all this, for Sarah had said that Jill liked being dominated on occasion. But did this mean Jill was a switch? Or just that when she did fool around with D/s, she preferred to be the bottom?



Next thing I knew, we were at the restaurant. Sarah and I had been here before, in fact, had met other potential swing partners here. It was a relatively quiet place with widely-spaced tables that was conducive to intimate banter. We walked in, did a quick scan of the room, and spotted Jill sitting facing us in a booth near the back of the room. We nodded to the hostess, gestured toward that table, and started walking in that direction, Sarah first, then me.



As we approached the booth, Jill spotted us, flashed us a big smile (the same one I had seen in the photographs from the nude beach), and stood up. She gave first Sarah, then me, a quick hug and peck on the cheek while she said, “Hello, so great to meet you finally.” She scooted back into the booth, and I waited for Sarah to get into the other side and slide over. Much to my surprise, Sarah slid in next to Jill, and pointed to the other side, saying, “Bob, why don’t you sit over there.” I was frozen for a second, but quickly recovered, saying, “Sure,” and slid into the booth facing the two women. I wasn’t quite sure what Sarah was up to, but figured I’d just go along for the ride.

Our waitress showed up with some menus and an inquiry regarding our drink orders. Jill already had a glass of wine in front of her, so Sarah and I each ordered one for ourselves. The three of us made small talk for awhile about the usual topics – the weather, politics, travel, etc. It turned out that the pictures Jill sent us were taken on a beach in the Virgin Islands that Sarah and I had visited.



As we carried on the conversation, I got a good look at Jill. I decided that the pictures we had seen really didn’t do her justice; in person, she was even sexier. I know some people may find that hard to understand – how could a woman sitting clothed in a restaurant look sexier than in a naked picture of her – but it was true. She was wearing an emerald green top, cut low enough to show off her ample cleavage, that went beautifully with her short blonde hair and what I could now see were deep green eyes. She had dangly gold earrings that danced when she laughed and nodded her head. And that smile – every time she flashed it, I was struck by how engaging she was. I realized as I was sitting there that I hadn’t even taken notice of what kind of pants she was wearing when she stood up to greet us. I had been so locked into her smile and face, that what she wore below the belt never registered. And from my side of the booth I couldn’t see.



At the same time I was watching Jill during the conversation, I was gauging Sarah’s reaction. We had been together long enough that I could read her as easily as a third grade textbook. And I could tell that she was into Jill as much as I was. When we meet potential swing partners for the first time, I can tell right away what Sarah thinks about them. She’s always polite, and respectful, but I know if she’s not interested. This time I could tell she was past interested, and into intrigued, probably because of Jill and who she was but also because of the general possibility of having a single, bisexual woman join us for the first time.



As we finished our wine, ordered another round, and ordered our dinner, we were getting very comfortable with each other. The booth was private enough that we could carry on a quiet conversation about what our sexual interests were. Sarah did most of the talking for us; I hadn’t realized at first that this was going on, but as the conversation ensued, I realized that she was being a bit more assertive. This was somewhat of a new pattern, because normally, when we met with a couple, there was much cross-conversation. But with just one other person joining us, it was more one-on-one. She described our love of sex, told a little bit about the evolution of our D/s relationship, and mentioned some of the things we liked to do while she was domming me. I added a few comments to the conversation at times, but for the most part, let Sarah carry the show.



Jill shared with us more details about what she was into. She was into submission, but only with women; she had never had a D/s relationship with a man. When Sarah asked her why, she replied, “I think it has something to do with trust. For some reason, I am able to trust women and give myself up to them, but I’m not able to do that with men.” She seemed to spend as much time in relationships with women as with men; while she did not do a lot of swinging with couples, she said that when she did she enjoyed the men as much as the women. She related how she had been married at a young age, during college, but realized early on that it had been a mistaken relationship and was divorced less than five years later. Since then, she seemingly had been happy with a series of relationships with both men and women.



As dinner came, we turned back to conversation about the mundane, though it was quite clear that the earlier discussion about sex was hanging over the table. Another round of wine accompanied dinner, and by the time the dinner dishes were cleared, we all agreed that we should stop or we’d never be able to drive away safely. We decided to order dessert and coffee (tea for Sarah) in order to give the alcohol a chance to seep out of our bloodstreams.



As we waited for dessert, Sarah took the initiative to bring the conversation back to where it had been before dinner, and she did so in her typical no-nonsense manner. “So Jill,” she started, “are Bob and I going to get to know you a little better?” As she said this, I noticed she removed her left hand from the table and dropped it down on the seat next to her. I couldn’t see for sure, but I was pretty certain that the hand was now on Jill’s leg. I raised my eyebrows just a bit, and looked at Jill to gauge her reaction.



Without skipping a beat, Jill replied, “I hope so, I’d like that very much. I’ve had a wonderful time tonight, and would like this to continue.” It was unclear to me what she meant by “continue,” but what I did know was that I liked the direction the evening was heading.



Sarah slowly scooted out of the booth and stood up, declaring, “I need to use the ladies room. Jill, care to join me?” Jill hesitated for just a second, and replied, “Yes, I will, thank you.” I watched her scoot out to stand by Sarah. It was at that point that I was reminded what she was wearing in addition to the green blouse – a rather short, above-the-knee, black skirt. While on the rack I would have thought it would not have been right for her, as she wore it it looked great. Her legs were muscular, but not too large, and she was able to wear the relatively short skirt and look great in it. I surmised that when Sarah’s hand dropped down from the table, it had landed not on Jill’s skirt but more likely on her bare thigh.



As the two women headed for the ladies room, I downed the last of my third glass of wine, and wondered what was going to happen tonight. As I described earlier, Sarah and I had played on a first date with a couple before, but since this was the first time we’d met a single woman, it seemed like all our previous experiences held little relevance for what was likely to occur tonight.



While it seemed like a long time the two women were gone, I knew it was only a couple of minutes as I saw the two of them making their way back to our table. I could have sworn that Jill looked a little flush, but I was sure it was only my overactive imagination (and libido) playing tricks on me. She scooted back into the booth, followed by Sarah, just as the waitress arrived with our cake, coffee, and tea. I noticed that Sarah seemed to be sitting even closer to Jill than she had been earlier. As she picked up her fork, I saw that her left hand was again down below the table. I tried to lean forward to see what was going on, but the table was too wide for me to see without standing up and being just a bit obvious about the whole maneuver. What I could see, though, from the slight movement in her upper arm, was that her hand seemed to be moving forward and backward slightly, and knowing my wife as well as I did, I guessed that she was lightly stroking Jill’s thigh. As I glanced at Jill’s face, I was now convinced that there was indeed a slight flush to her face.



My curiosity had gotten the best of me, so I tried to figure out how I could see what was going on. I contemplated the old dropped fork trick, but decided that was just too obvious. So I borrowed one from Sarah’s book. I politely excused myself, saying I was going to visit the men’s room. I knew this would take me past them, and as I walked by, I glanced over. Sarah was calmly eating her cake, and there was Jill’s skirt slightly hiked up, given Sarah ample access to stroke Jill’s bare thigh. I smiled to myself and headed to the men’s room to do my business (why waste the opportunity, I figured).



As I returned, Sarah was no longer touching Jill. The two of them were smiling, as if there were some kind of private joke they were enjoying. I sat down, and Sarah turned to me said, “Well Bob, in your absence our new friend and I have cooked up a plan for tonight.”



Again, it was my turn to raise my eyebrows, and say, “Oh really, and what would that be?”



“Jill has graciously invited us back to her house. She has a hot tub that she thinks we would like very much,” she replied.



Needless to say, this was sweet music to my ears. Logistical arrangements are always a challenge for us, especially on a first date. We have young kids at home, and while we have no problems getting babysitters, we’re generally not able to play at home. So when we meet somebody who has free run of their house, it just makes things that much easier for us. While there have been plenty of times where we’ve checked into cheap motels on short notice, we always prefer the comfort and privacy of somebody’s home.



“Sounds good to me,” I said. “Whatever you women want, I’m happy to go along.”



Sarah retorted, “Just the way a good sub should be, Bob.” She turned to Jill, and said, “Don’t you think so, Jill?”



I was a bit surprised, because Sarah generally doesn’t refer to my submissiveness in public like that. But I decided discretion was the better part of valor at that point, and I kept my mouth shut. Jill replied to Sarah, “Absolutely,” with a slight grin on her face.



We finished our desserts, paid the bill, and headed out the door, Sarah first, followed by Jill, then me. Jill hadn’t put her coat on yet, so I had a good look at her ass in the short skirt, and I liked what I saw. It was tight around her shapely ass, and my mind immediately started imagining the things I would like to do to it, a very similar reaction to when I had seen the naked picture of her just a few days earlier.



As we left the restaurant, I helped both women on with their coats, and Sarah said, “We’ll follow Jill in our car, dear.” Jill gestured to where she was parked, and we headed for our car and pulled up behind her. She pulled out onto the road, and we followed. As I drove, I smiled and inquired of Sarah, “So what did I miss during the bathroom trips?”



She smiled back slyly and said, “Nothing you need to know about at this point, sweetie. We’re just going to go to Jill’s, get in the hot tub, and take it from there.” Somehow I suspected the arrangements were a little more concrete than that, but I knew my wife well enough not to push her. If she didn’t want me to know, no amount of pleading would extract the information from her.



It only took about ten minutes to get to Jill’s house. She pulled into a driveway next to a modest, Cape Cod-style house in a wooded area. We parked, got out of our car, and followed Jill into the house. Inside it was tastefully decorated and neat, and on the first floor I could see a kitchen, dining room, and living room in an open configuration. There was also a closed door to another room, that I surmised was a bedroom or office, and stairs to the upper floor. There were sliding doors from the living room on to a large deck that held the aforementioned hot tub.



Jill took our coats, hung them up, and went into the kitchen to grab an open bottle of wine out of the refrigerator along with three glasses. She brought them out to the dining room, and before she could say anything, Sarah, said, “So, who’s ready for the tub?” I thought it a little odd that she’d be saying this – after all, wasn’t it Jill’s position to invite us in? But I kept my thoughts to myself, and once again reminded myself to just go with the flow. I replied, “You know me – I’m always up for the hot tub.” Sarah and I have one ourselves, and on the rare occasions that we’ve been able to get the kids out of our house, we have used the opportunity to entertain couples in our hot tub.



Jill too said that she was ready, so without further hesitation, Sarah started taking off her clothes. This wasn’t unusual; Sarah was always comfortable with being naked in front of other people (she rarely wore a swimsuit in our hot tub, nor did I), so I was quite used to seeing her disrobe at the drop of a hat. As I suspected earlier, Jill was also quite comfortable with her body. She placed the bottle and glasses on the dining room table, and began taking off her blouse first. Not wanting to be the odd man out, I joined them in shedding my clothes.



As I began unbuttoning my shirt, I was glancing at Jill out of the corner of my eye as she mirrored my movements with her blouse. At this point I wasn’t looking at Sarah at all; I always liked this part of when we played with a couple for the first time. I found exciting that chance to see a woman naked for the first time as she took off her clothes, one article after another, showing me the various parts of her body undressed and unencumbered by blouses, skirts, or pants. With Jill I could see that this was going to be quite a treat.



As she completed the last button of her blouse, she took it off her shoulders, revealing that beautiful pair of breasts I had seen in the picture. She wore a lacy silk, peach-colored bra, which she quickly discarded as she reached behind her to undo the clasp and dropped it down her arms. Her breasts were even more beautiful in person, as I had suspected. It was quite clear that even though she was somewhat of a large woman, she kept in good shape physically as evidenced by the way her breasts hung on her chest. For their size, they didn’t droop at all. Each was topped by a lovely, incredibly smooth nipple, a dull red in color, in the center of a perfectly circular and pale milk chocolate-colored areola. As I admired her breasts, I did catch a glance of Sarah admiring them along with me.



By this time I was completely naked, having wasted no time getting out of my pants and silk boxers. This can be an awkward moment for a man; as had often happened in the past, I was completely erect, stimulated both by the scene unfolding in front of me, as well as by the anticipation of what was likely to come. All the other times, I at least was able to share the embarrassment with the other man, who inevitably was in the same obvious state of arousal as was I. Nevertheless, I stood there politely in all my glory waiting for the two women to catch up to me.



Jill appeared focused on her task at hand, and did not seem to be taking notice of me. She quickly unzipped the side zipper of her skirt, slid it down her legs, and stepped out of it, laying it on one of the dining room chairs. She was wearing matching silk panties in the same peach color as her bra, and she slid these down her legs also. As she turned to place them on top of the pile of clothes on the dining room chair, I got a glance at her lovely ass. It was even more than I could have hoped for. There was a nice roundness to it, with a soft crack starting a few inches below her waist and making its way down to clearly define the two cheeks. As she turned toward me, I could see a characteristic of her appearance that was not discernible from the photographs on the nude beach. She was shaven completely clean in her pubic area, just as was Sarah (who often had me shave her as part of my submissive duties). Jill flashed me an impish grin, turned to Sarah (who by this time was equally unclothed), and said, “Well, let’s go.”



Jill grabbed the wine, and each of us grabbed a glass. She slid open the door, and we went out to the deck. The night was a little cool, as it was still early spring, so we didn’t dawdle on getting into the tub. I could see that it was very private back there; there were only woods behind us, and even in the largely denuded trees I couldn’t see any lights from neighboring houses. The way the house was positioned, neither of her neighbors could see the deck from their houses. She quickly threw off the cover of the hot tub, remarking with a big smile, “I was sort of hoping we might end up here, so I heated it up before I left for the restaurant.”



She poured each of us a glass of wine, we placed them into the built-in cupholders, and hopped in. I’ve always loved hot tubs, especially at night when the air is cool. The warmth on your body, in contrast to the cool air surrounding your head, is a wonderful feeling. The three of us sat there for a few minutes, each of us in a seat, just enjoying the relaxation, not saying a word. There were no noises, other than the rare car passing by on Jill’s not-very-busy street, until she started the jets of the tub. It was almost, but not quite, a full moon; you could just make out a sliver of darkness encroaching on what was otherwise a beautifully lit circle. This far out in the country, there were what seemed like millions of stars twinkling all around the moon.



I had closed my eyes, and was taking a sip from my wine glass which was within easy reach. The wine and the sound and feel of the bubbles in the tub combined to relax me enough that I was no longer at the same state of arousal I had been at in the dining room. After a few minutes, I opened my eyes and saw that Sarah had moved over and was sitting in the seat next to Jill, both of them directly across from me. She had her hand behind Jill’s head, and was lightly stroking her neatly cropped hair. Jill’s eyes were closed in a state of reverie, and she seemed to be enjoying the attention.



After a few minutes of this, Sarah said to Jill, “Come here, my pet.” Jill’s eyes snapped open, and she turned her head and looked directly into Sarah’s eyes.



“Yes, sweetie, come over here closer to me,” Sarah continued. Jill did as commanded, scooting even closer to Sarah, until their arms and legs were touching each other. Sarah took her hands, and placing them on either side of Jill’s head, turned it toward her and began kissing her.



I was watching all this carefully, enjoying the sight quite a bit. I was getting aroused again, and quietly sipped my wine as Sarah’s kisses became deeper, and Jill started making little moaning noises. They continued this kissing, with Sarah’s hands continuing to stroke Jill’s hair.



After a few minutes, Sarah pulled back, and said to Jill, “Look into my eyes, pet, and don’t break eye contact.” Jill did as she was told, and Sarah removed her hand from Jill’s head and began to lightly stroke one of Jill’s nipples, which were just at the water line. The same moaning noises continued to emanate from Jill, audible even over the noise of the hot tub. As Sarah’s stroking gained in intensity, Jill began to close her eyes and throw her head back, the arousal quite evident in her reaction to Sarah’s touch.



Seeing this, I knew exactly what Sarah was going to do – I had been in Jill’s position enough to know what was coming. Sarah quickly grabbed hold of Jill’s other nipple with her other hand, squeezed hard, and said, “No! I told you to look into my eyes. You won’t stop doing that until I tell you, do you understand?”



As she felt the sharp pull on her nipple, Jill’s eyes shot open and she again focused on Sarah. She quickly said, “I’m sorry.”



Sarah replied to her, “What did you say?” Jill repeated, “I’m sorry.”



Sarah squeezed the nipple once again, evoking a widening of Jill’s eyes, and said to her, “Try again, pet, I still don’t understand you.”



At this point, something must have clicked in Jill’s mind, and she quickly said, “I’m sorry, Mistress Sarah.” As she did so, a small smile came across Sarah’s face, she released the one nipple, and continued to stroke the other. She said to her new submissive, “That’s much better, my sweet, I’m sure you will remember the proper way to address me next time.”



Jill fought hard to maintain her concentration and continue to look into Sarah’s eyes, but I could see the great difficulty she was under. After a few more moments of this, I saw Sarah’s other hand drop down into the water, and a second later, a sharp “Oh” emanate from Jill’s lips. Because of the bubbles I couldn’t see what Sarah was doing, but I could make a very educated guess based on Jill’s reaction.



Sarah again admonished her, “Keep looking into my eyes, my pet, or you will be punished.” Jill did all she could to comply, but was fighting a losing battle. In some ways I envied her; I was merely a spectator to this display of dominance and submission, and I wished that I could have been the one being dominated by Sarah. But in another way I was intrigued, never having seen Sarah do this to another person, and I enjoyed the opportunity to watch what was transpiring.

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