Hi, I’m Sylvia, but my friends call me Syl.
I knew the day would come. And it only took a few months. My husband, Ron, asked if I would let him see me playing intimately with my lady-loving girlfriend, Erin.
At that time, I had been married to Ron for almost three years. But just a few months earlier; with Ron’s indulgence, I had begun to explore my bi-curiosity. Soon after that, I was introduced to Erin, by a mutual friend who had realized that Erin and I were both bi-curious. Erin and I quickly became friends, and soon afterward ladylovers.
Once I had begun exploring my bi-desire, I always presumed that it was inevitable that Ron would want to watch me with another woman. And I was willing to show off for Ron, but I needed to persuade Erin to play with me in Ron’s presence, and I hoped that she would be willing. If not, it might sadly end our relationship, because Ron would probably not indefinitely forego his desire to watch me with another woman.
Erin was hesitant saying, “I don’t know, Syl. I’ve never been watched while having sex. Not sure I would do that. It’s kinda private, you know.”
I pleaded, “Yeah, I know. I’ve never been watched either. But, please, Erin. It would mean so much to me.”
“Yet, I understand your desire to please your husband.”
“What can we do to help you change your mind?”
“Well, no cameras or videos, just Ron’s memory of us.”
“OK. We haven’t videoed ourselves, and won’t start now with you.”
Nearly conceding, she asked, “What if you two let me watch you having sex with each other first?”
“I’m OK with that, and I’m sure that Ron would be too.”
“OK. I’ll do it with you in front of Ron, but you two need to first let me see you do it with each other.”
I hugged her, “Thank you so much! I think we will all have fun.”
So, we scheduled a Saturday evening rendezvous at an airport hotel in Grand Rapids, where we were all away from home, and hopefully somewhat anonymous among the business travelers. Ron and I got there early, checked into the hotel, and brought some things up to the room. Then we went back down and met Erin in the hotel’s restaurant to have dinner and drinks. I hoped a drink would ease Erin’s inhibitions about the night’s plan.
After dinner, Erin went to the restaurant’s restroom while Ron and I went ahead of her up to the hotel room. I was anxious but eager for the night and hoped Erin was not about to stand us up. While waiting for her, Ron and I undressed each other and put on wrap robes. We brought along a wrap robe for Erin too.
Then Erin knocked on the door. I went to let her in, greeted her with a kiss, took her by the hand, and led her into the room near where Ron was sitting. I asked her once again, “Are you truly sure that you are willing to do this tonight? You don’t have to, but I’m hoping you will.”
She smiled at me, nodded, and replied, “Yes. I’ll let Ron see that you enjoy having sex with me, too.” Then she turned directly to Ron and asked, “But Ron, are you willing to let me first see you and Syl having sex with each other?”
Ron nodded, “Yes, that’s fair. I’ll do it first with Syl, for you to see. And afterward, you do it with her. OK?”
Erin smiled and replied, “OK.” I was excited to hear that I would have each of my lovers in turn.
Erin turned toward me, took my face in her palms, and kissed me deeply. As we broke the kiss, her hands pushed my robe off my shoulders. Letting it fall to the floor, I stood naked between my lovers. She stepped out of her shoes. I offered her a robe, but she declined to undress yet.
I hoped to undress her later. She was wearing a tight button-up blouse. In the gaps between the buttons, I could see that she was not wearing a bra, which she often didn’t because her small breasts are naturally perky. Her blouse slightly overhung a flattering rear-zippered skirt which was tight over her tushy, but had pleated flares below to the mid-thigh hemline. She appeared to be a little bit aroused because her nipples were poking out into the fabric of her blouse.
Starting was awkward, but I figured it was up to me to get us all going.
So I asked Erin, “How would you like to see Ron having me? Missionary? Doggy? Cowgirl?”
“Umm. It would be nice to see you riding him cowgirl.”
“OK,” Ron smiled, as he got up from his chair and took off his robe. Heading to the bed; his cock was already stiffening and proceeding ahead of him at half-mast.
Looking at it, Erin whispered to me, “His cock looks like a wonderful toy for you, Syl.”
Smiling, I replied, “It sure is!”
Ron lay down on his back on the bed. I was already damp in anticipation. Erin sat to watch.
I knelt on the bed between Ron’s legs and wrapped both of my hands around his cock. I began to lick and suckle its head. When it fully stiffened, I took it entirely into my mouth and pumped my face up and down it so my lips would moisten his whole shaft. I was getting wetter too, and almost ready.
On my knees, I first straddled Ron high. Taking his cock in my hand, I rubbed the tip of it along my pussy lips, until they were slippery enough. Then, I lowered myself onto him; his cock impaled my ‘gina, filling it. It felt so good within me. Pumping my knees, I began to bounce up and down on it. Then, Ron took my breasts in his palms and I leaned forward against his bracing arms.
Being on top, I controlled our pace. I sped up to drive myself to the edge of an orgasm, then eased up with slow shallow strokes to calm a little, and then faster and deeper again to rebuild my arousal.
And easing again, I looked over toward Erin. She was smiling and enjoying the show. She had unbuttoned her blouse until it was fully open and was fondling her petite breasts. Her legs were pressed together, as her ankles were pumping her knees up and down rubbing her thighs against each other. I caught her eye and smiled.
She exclaimed, “You look so hot riding his cock!”
I replied, “You look pretty sexy yourself.”
I picked up the pace again; began to quiver all over. Riding harder, I straightened up, lifting my breasts from his hands. So close. Suddenly, I orgasmed; my back arched; my head flew backward; my breasts thrust upward and forward. I screamed, “Oh Gawd!”
I slumped forward onto his chest with my breasts to his face. He kissed them.
But Ron hadn’t cum yet. So, he urgently rolled us over into the missionary position. Now on my back with him between my legs, I begged, “Fill me up!”
He pumped himself into me, again and again. I squeezed on his cock with my Kegels, tugging on it each time he withdrew. Soon he pushed in deep one last time, groaned, shuddered, spurted, and filled me with his cum.
He caught his breath. Leaned down and kissed me. We rolled onto our sides. I was facing Erin. As we lay there, Ron rolled onto his back to recover, his still-mostly-stiff cock pulling out of me.
I sat up. Giggling, I asked Erin, “Did you enjoy the show?” But I already knew that she had, because she was straightening her clothes. I had just seen her with her skirt hoisted up and her fingertips in her panty.
“Yes,” she replied. “You two looked so sexy together. And, it showed that you love each other too. It wasn’t like the emotionless fucking which you see in porn.”
Ron got up and put on his wrap robe, though his still-half-stiff cock poked out some. Satisfied, he sat and smiled at Erin.
I expected him to say, “Now it’s your turn to do Syl, for me to see,” but politely he didn’t. Yet, we all knew it was Erin’s turn.
I stood and took Erin’s hand to lift her out of her chair, saying, “Now it’s time for me to help you O.”
When she had stood too, I slipped her loosened blouse off of her shoulders. She let it fall to the floor. I reached behind her and unzipped her skirt and she let it fall to the floor too. Putting my fingertips into the waistband of her cheekini panty, I guided it down over her tushy, letting it fall to her ankles. She stepped out of it.
Now naked like me, I hugged her and kissed her; then I teasingly knelt before her and kissed her mound which is covered with closely trimmed, delicate, blonde hair. And as I stood again, I flicked my tongue across her nipple.
Moving to stand behind her, I put my hands on the sides of her waist and turned her to face Ron. Introducing her nakedness to him, I asked, “Isn’t Erin beautiful?”
He replied, “Both of you are beautiful and sexy! Blonde and Brunette, your colors complement one another. Together, you look sizzling hot.”
I led her to the bed. Hoping to ease our anxiety about what we were about to do in front of Ron, we cuddled there, side by side, kissing and caressing each other. Our legs were intertwined. My thigh pressed against her pussy. My palm lightly caressed her tushy cheek. Our tongues danced together.
When I felt her relax, I moved my hand to her breasts and circled my palm upon each of them. Then breaking the kiss, I began to suckle her earlobe. My fingertips began to play with her far nipple; gently pinching, twisting and tugging it. My lips moved to her near breast and I began to lick, and then suckle its nipple, as my fingers continued playing with the other.
As her nipples engorged, I moved my hand to massage her pussy. I pressed on her mound with the heel of my hand and rested my fingers on her pussy lips. She moaned, rolled onto her back, and opened her knees, high and wide. I inserted my long finger into her ‘gina and moved my thumb onto her hooded clit. Caressing her from both inside and outside, she began to quiver. She caught a quick breath and begged, “Eat me, Syl.”
That was the invitation which I wanted. I knew that she just wanted to orgasm and didn’t care anymore that Ron was watching. Yet, I knew too that Ron wanted to see me go down on her.
As I turned my face toward her pussy, I saw Ron holding his stiff cock in his hand as he sat and watched. My hands held her thighs open and I lowered my face to her wet pussy. Her scent, like an aphrodisiac, drew me in.
I licked her outer lips. Then I spread them with my thumbs and licked across her inner lips. Licking up to her hooded clit, over and over, until finally her clit poked out. I softly touched it directly with the tip of my tongue. I gently licked it. I pursed my lips and encircled her clit with them. My tongue tip lightly danced upon her clit. My hands reached up and fondled her breasts in rhythm. I was sure Ron could see my mouth was buried in her pussy.
She began to quiver. I began to gently suckle her clit, and also I pinched both of her nipples. Her knees began swaying in and out. She was getting close. I kept going. Her back arched, pressing her pussy against my mouth; she moaned loudly as she orgasmed. My mouth released her clit and I began to lick across her ‘gina. Her joy juice tasted delicious. My hands hugged her hips. She lifted her head and smiled at me, and then fell back to recover. I snuggled between her thighs.
After she calmed, I began to get up but she stopped me saying, “Syl, you need to O too! Lie back down.”
So, I lay on my back. She snuggled up to me and then began suckling my nipple. Too timid to yet put her mouth on my pussy in front of Ron, she began to fuck me with her hand. She put her thumb, like a small cock, into my ‘gina, and lightly touched the tip of her index finger to my orchid. She began to pump my ‘gina with her thumb and to alternately press the pad of her fingertip against my orchid.
She released my nipple from her mouth. And she pulled her thumb from my ‘gina and offered it to my mouth. I sucked on it, and could taste a mixture of my juices and Ron’s cum on it. I wondered if she wanted to taste it too.
She put her thumb back in and resumed pumping me, but more vigorously and pressing my orchid harder. She twisted around to add her other hand to my pussy. She moistened that long finger by pressing it in between my lips. For a moment, she circled it on my pee hole. Then she pulled back my hoodie to expose my clit and abruptly touched it lightly with her fingertip. It felt joltingly good. She began to play with it. Her fingertip circled on my clit, and then she began to tap it, increasing the speed and intensity.
I was squirming under her touch. My hands grasped both of my breasts. I began to intensely tug and twist both of my nipples. I needed release.
While tapping my clit, she suddenly pushed the fingertip of her first hand into my orchid, up to her first knuckle. Startled, I gasped and caught my breath. As I exhaled, I orgasmed. My ‘gina spasmed on her thumb. My legs shook.
She pulled her hands from my pussy and held me. When I had calmed, she licked her fingers, and then she kissed me, tongue to tongue. I could taste myself, and a bit of Ron, in her kiss. Resting beside her, my pounding heart and my fast, shallow breathing slowly returned to normal. When my legs had recovered their strength, we both got up.
I said, “Let’s all take a little break and share the snack which I brought.”
We each put on a robe. Sitting around the coffee table, Ron beside me on the sofa, Erin in the comfy chair, we shared some chilled shrimp with zesty cocktail sauce accompanied by a glass of white wine. After a half hour or a little more, I felt refreshed.
So, I said to Ron, “Let’s show Erin how you like to doggy me.”
“Syl, you know that I would never turn that down.”
We dropped our robes. I crawled back onto the bed. Ron began to stroke his cock to get it ready again.
I got down on my knees and elbows, bracing myself with my forearms; my breasts were hanging downward, and my tushy was up high offering my pussy to Ron’s cock. He knelt behind me.
He tongued between my pussy lips with long gentle licks from my clit to my orchid. And then he mounted me, pushed himself deep inside me, and reached under me to massage my breasts. After a few long, slow, gentle strokes; he released my breasts, took my hips in his hands and began to pump me vigorously. Pulling my hips back, he thrust forward deep into me. Again and again, faster and faster, his cock felt so good within me. My breasts were swaying. I moaned with pleasure.
But then, he slowed a little. I realized that he was trying to let me climax first. But I needed more help. So I lowered my shoulders and breasts to the mattress, and turned my neck to rest the side of my face on the mattress. Then I reached back under myself to finger my upper pussy as he fucked my ‘gina. Rubbing myself with my fingertip, my clit became aroused and exposed itself. I began to play with it. I touched it with the pad of my fingertip. As it became more aroused and seemingly less sensitive, I began to tap my fingertip onto it. Eventually, I was plucking it.
Soon I was quivering all over. Realizing that I was close, Ron picked up his pace. Soon he jerked and spurted into me, filling me. Some of his cum dribbled out onto my fingertips. I quickly brought my fingers to my mouth. Licking them, I enjoyed his taste.
But, I hadn’t yet orgasmed. So, I pulled forward off of him, and flipped over onto my back. I opened my knees wide, to invite his tongue. I’m fortunate that he has never been averse to tasting his cum within me, so he immediately lowered his face and tongued me. Pressing on me with his tongue, he licked me with quick and short licks, just from ‘gina to clit. After just a few licks, my hips bucked up, pressing my pussy onto his face. I tensed, and then orgasmed, right onto his face. My hips relaxed and I collapsed flat on the bed. We laid together there for a few minutes.
I was nearly spent for the night but wanted to give Erin a second orgasm. So, I got up and said, “Let me give you another O too, Erin.”
As she nodded, “Yes,” I took her hand and led her back to the bed.
“Please Erin; lie down on your back for me.” She smiled at me as she did.
I crawled onto the bed over her into the titty-69 position. I took her nipple into my mouth while lowering my breast to her mouth. I kissed her nipple. As it hardened, I began to pluck it with my tongue. Then for a few minutes, we licked and suckled and nibbled each other’s nipples, moving from breast to breast. Our nipples hardened, and my pussy got soaking wet. I presumed her pussy was too.
So, I crawled forward down her body to segue to the kitty-69 position. I kissed her mound and she opened her legs for me, and I did for her. We rolled onto our sides, laying our cheeks on each other’s inner thigh. Nestled together, we tongued each other’s pussy. With my face buried into Erin, I was unaware that Ron had stood up and was “jacking” himself as he watched us.
Erin began suckling my clit, and it propelled me over the edge. Shaking, but holding on to her, I orgasmed onto her face. When I calmed, I poked my tongue as deep into her ‘gina as possible. And she began to orgasm. I held my mouth open over her ‘gina and sucked up and tasted as much of her joy juice as I could. When she calmed, I began to lick her clean.
Erin rolled us again, so that she was once again on her back under me. As we cleaned each other with our tongues, I realized she was also tasting Ron’s cum which was still draining from within me. I wondered if she had wanted under me just for that purpose. I would ask her later.
Suddenly, I felt Ron’s warm cum sprayed onto my back. I fell off of Erin to the side and looked up at him. He was, rather proudly, still holding his dripping cock.
Having had four orgasms, I was exhausted and rested beside Erin, cuddling into her.
Ron went to take a shower. Erin and I got up. She put on her robe and sat on the sofa, with her legs tucked under her. I sat beside her. When Ron finished showering, had dressed, and had sat in the comfy chair, I got up and quickly showered. When I returned, Erin was still curled up on the sofa, but now playing a game on her phone. Ron was still sitting in the comfy chair. His eyes were closed, but his face had a big smile. I presumed that he was replaying in his mind images of what he had just seen. But both turned to look at me, and watched as I dressed.
Erin was welcome to stay in the hotel room overnight if she wished, but we prepared to leave. Ron got up, and we packed our things. I leaned down and kissed Erin goodbye, tongue to tongue. Ron took me by the hand, and led us out of the room.
As we rode down the elevator, Ron said to me, “Thank you so much! It was great seeing you with Erin. You two are tantalizingly hot together. I especially loved the yin-yang symmetry of seeing you 69-ing each other.”
I replied, “I was anxious before tonight, but it turned out to be fun for me. And fun for her too, I think. Maybe we’ll show you more on some future special occasion.”
He responded, “I would like that very much!” And continuing, he suggested, “Next time you might scissor each other’s pussy.”
“Maybe,” was all I replied, although it sounded like a good idea.
