He’s Fucking Her Right Now!
My name is Honey and my stories are real. :)
One more bit of info in case you didn’t know; I’m married to an incredible man (Mark) and we’re in a committed triad with our ‘wife’ (Natalie). Up to speed? Good… ‘cause I need to get this all out before I seriously need to cum!!
After close of business this evening (just a few short hours ago), Natalie asked a girlfriend of hers back to our home for a nightcap and leisure chat. It’s Friday evening, so we’re kicking back with some gorgeous wine, a few nibblies and enjoying the last of a beautiful evening on the deck (we live in AU, so yes, it’s lovely and warm).
Being my darling wife adores teasing me with women she knows very well my husband will find appealing (mentally and physically), she seats ‘A’ next to Mark and encourages their conversation. It goes deep, quickly… so yeah, I’m already squirming. Natalie scootches onto my lounge chair, whispering in my ear, teasing my fully erect nipples with her nails, that she’s already planned the ‘sleep-over’… and I can watch.
Gazing over to me, he winks and blows a kiss before turning back to his new ‘friend’. I love that about him; tenderness, passion, adoration, respect– I have it always, regardless of him being balls-deep in another woman or holding an umbrella for me to keep dry from a flash storm. Back to the situation unfolding; she’s made herself very comfortable on his lounger now, and he’s caressing her bare thighs under her sundress. Natalie, forever cooing in my ear about how hot she must be making him, slipping her own hand into my shorts and tugging my panties… driving my clit insane.
My discomfort only serves to bring smiles to their faces. When I say discomfort, I mean my need to have a massive orgasm shamelessly in front of our company. ‘A’ lets her thighs relax and part to my husband’s long fingers, and looks right at me as she bites her lip… and then the grin. Got to fucking love that grin! It says, “Why yes, your husband’s got his fingers slid way up inside my hungry cunt, and you’re going without tonight, sweetie. Sucks to be you.” No, no, no… it truly is wonderful to be me, who’s husband gives me exactly what I need: THIS.
Up flips her dress-hem and he’s giving me the view I crave. His mouth tasting hers, savouring it, learning how her body moves, drinking in her moans. And I feel like it’s me he’s touching, me that’s touching her– I need more, give me more, Baby. Panties off and he’s directing her to climb atop, mounting his face… ohgodyesssssthat! They’re performing for me, teasing and taunting like a peep-show. His fingers and tongue disappear and reappear from her nether wetness.
She grinds like a lap dancer without boundaries, his hands parting that sweetheart ass, tickling her wetness over that yummy little star I’d love to shove my tongue full-hilt into! Natalie tugs at my pantied-crotch again… I’m soaked and it makes her giggle mischievously, kissing and licking my parted, panting mouth. My husband’s hand and mouth work ‘A’ up into a frenzy– that’s right, Baby, you want to make her squirt for ‘me’, don’t you? You know how it brings me right to the edge, come on, do it… for me.
My head is swimming, body in need of release… only SHE’S the one who’ll get to cum tonight. My nipples so tight, Natalie’s nails grazing, flicking them as ‘A’ releases her floodgates to my beautiful man. Giving her ass a wonderful surprise smack, he helps her up and sends her into the house with directions to our bedroom. I am nearly out of breath when he takes me by the hand from the lounger, leaning to kiss Natalie first, before enfolding me in his arms.
“Do you want to come watch for a little while, my Love? Or would you rather snuggle up with Natalie in the guestroom? Either way, I’d prefer you didn’t cum tonight.” Kissing me deeply, hungrily so as to let me taste every drop of her I can possibly get my tongue on, “You play and enjoy. Just promise to tease me about it tomorrow?” I whisper in his ear, nibbling the soft lobe to make him growl just for me. “It’s a date, Babygirl. Sweet dreams.” One last kiss and I sent him on his way to pleasureland.
Sooooo… Natalie told me I should blog this before we ‘get in bed’, and it’s been incredibly fucking difficult to even concentrate on stringing any sort of sentence structure together with ‘A’ moaning, gasping and pleading in the next room! If this blog entry doesn’t make any sense or jumps around too much, I don’t care– I’m hotter than fucking hell and can’t cum until later on tomorrow, so just deal with it. :)
Thank you all for enjoying the shame that is the life I’ve chosen.
