Diane fidgeted nervously as she sat across from her husband of thirty-five years, Tom. At sixty, her silvery hair framed a face that was still striking despite its wrinkles. She took a deep breath, steeling herself.
“Tom, there’s something I need to tell you,” she began hesitantly. “I… I’ve been having these fantasies. About women.”
Tom’s eyebrows rose in surprise, but he stayed silent, letting her continue.
“I imagine their soft skin, their curves,” Diane continued, husky. “In my mind, I caress their breasts, feeling nipples harden under my palms. I picture burying my face between a woman’s thighs, breathing in her musky scent as I lick and suck her clit.”
She paused, gauging Tom’s reaction. His eyes had widened, but he nodded for her to go on.
“I dream about tasting every inch of a woman’s body,” Diane continued, her body warming at the mental images. “Running my tongue along the curve of her ass, dipping inside. Sucking on big, bouncy tits until she moans.”
Tom shifted in his seat, clearly affected by her words.
“But what gets me going,” Diane said, her voice dropping to a whisper, “is thinking about grinding my pussy against another woman’s. Feeling our slick folds sliding together, our clits rubbing. Scissoring until we both come, over and over.”
She looked at Tom, cheeks flushed. “I masturbate to these thoughts almost every night. Long, leisurely sessions where I fuck myself with my fingers, imagining they belong to a woman. I come so hard, Tom. Harder than I ever have before.”
Tom was silent for a long moment before speaking. “Thank you for sharing that with me, Diane. I had no idea you harbored such desires.”
“Are you upset?” Diane asked anxiously.
Tom shook his head, a small smile playing on his lips. “Not at all. In fact,…why don’t you tell me more about these fantasies of yours? In vivid detail.”
Diane’s eyes lit up as she launched into explicit descriptions of her sapphic dreams, her hands roaming her body as she spoke. It was shaping into a very interesting night for the long-married couple.
Diane’s breath quickened as she delved deeper into her sapphic fantasies, her fingers unconsciously tracing circles on her thigh.
“Well, there’s this recurring dream I have,” she began, her voice low and throaty. “I’m at a luxurious spa, getting a massage. The masseuse is this stunning redhead with green eyes and freckles across her nose. As she works the oil into my skin, her touch becomes more… intimate.”
Tom leaned forward, captivated. “Go on,” he urged.
“She starts kneading my ass, her fingers dipping between my cheeks,” Diane continued. “I’m so wet already, and when she notices, she lets out this sexy little laugh. Next thing I know, she’s straddling me, her pussy hovering just above my face.”
Diane paused, licking her lips. “I can see how swollen and glistening her cunt is. Her scent is intoxicating – musky and sweet. I lift my head, desperate to taste her, but she pulls back teasingly.”
“‘Beg for it,’ she says. And oh god, I do. I plead with her to let me eat her pussy, to sit on my face and grind against my tongue until she comes.”
Tom’s breathing had grown heavy. Diane’s hand had crept higher on her thigh, dangerously close to her crotch.
“Finally, she lowers herself onto my mouth,” Diane said. “Her pussy is so hot and wet against my lips. I lick and suck like my life depends on it, savoring every drop of her juices. My nose bumps against her clit as I thrust my tongue inside her cunt.”
She locked eyes with Tom. “Want to hear what happens next?”
Diane’s eyes gleamed with excitement as she continued her tale, her inhibitions fading. “Oh, Tom, it gets even more intense,” she purred. “As I’m devouring her dripping pussy, she starts to quiver and moan. Her thighs clamp around my head as she grinds harder against my face.”
Tom shifted in his seat, his pants growing uncomfortably tight. “Don’t stop,” he urged hoarsely.
“Suddenly, she lifts off me,” Diane went on. “Before I can protest, she spins and lowers herself back down. Now her ass is right in my face, her puckered hole just inches from my mouth.”
She paused, savoring the look of arousal on her husband’s face. “I don’t hesitate. I dive in, licking and sucking at her tight little asshole while she bends down to return the favor. The feeling of her tongue on my clit while I’m eating her ass is indescribable.”
Diane’s hand had crept between her legs now, rubbing slowly. “We sixty-nine like that for what feels like hours, bringing each other to the edge over and over. Finally, she turns back around and straddles my hips.”
“Our pussies grind together, clits rubbing deliciously,” she continued breathlessly. “We’re both so wet, our juices mingling as we fuck. It doesn’t take long before we’re both screaming in ecstasy, squirting all over each other as we come.”
Tom was visibly straining against his pants now. “Diane,” he groaned. “This is incredibly hot. I had no idea you harbored such vivid fantasies.”
Diane smiled coyly. “Oh, honey, I’m just getting started. Want to hear about the time I imagined seducing our neighbor Susan and her college-age daughter?”
Diane’s eyes sparkled mischievously as she launched into her next fantasy, her inhibitions now completely shed. “Oh, Tom, you wouldn’t believe my naughty thoughts about Susan and her daughter Megan. It all started one day when I saw them sunbathing in their backyard…”
She described in vivid detail how she imagined approaching the two women, complimenting their bikini-clad bodies. Susan and Megan were more than receptive to her advances in her fantasy.
“I pictured myself kneeling between Susan’s legs, slowly peeling off her bikini bottoms,” Diane continued, her voice husky with arousal. “Her pussy was already glistening with arousal. I leaned in, inhaling her musky scent before running my tongue along her slit.”
Tom’s breathing had grown ragged as he listened intently.
“Meanwhile, Megan moved behind me,” Diane went on. “She spread my ass cheeks and buried her face between them, her tongue darting out to tease my asshole. The feeling of licking Susan’s cunt while Megan rimmed me was incredible.”
Diane’s hand had slipped inside her pants now, moving rhythmically. “We ended up in a daisy chain, each of us eating one pussy while getting our own devoured. The sounds of slurping and moaning filled the air as we pleasured each other to multiple orgasms.”
She locked eyes with Tom, noting his obvious arousal. “Want to hear what happened next? Because let me tell you, things got even wilder when Susan brought out her strap-on collection…”
Diane’s eyes glinted with excitement as she continued her tale. “Oh, Tom, you wouldn’t believe the array of toys Susan had stashed away. She pulled out this massive purple strap-on, easily 9 inches long and thick as my wrist.”
Tom’s face flushed as he listened intently.
“Susan strapped it on and approached me with a predatory grin,” Diane said, husky. “She bent me over the patio table, spreading my legs wide. I could feel the thick head of the dildo pressing against my dripping cunt.”
Diane’s hand moved faster inside her pants as she spoke. “Meanwhile, Megan positioned herself before me, perching on the table’s edge. She grabbed my hair, guiding my face to her pussy. As Susan started to push the strap-on inside me, I buried my tongue in Megan’s sweet young cunt.”
Tom was visibly straining against his pants now, completely engrossed in Diane’s story.
“Susan fucked me hard from behind while I ate out her daughter,” Diane continued breathlessly. “The table rocked with each powerful thrust. Megan’s juices coated my face as I licked and sucked her clit. The air was filled with our moans and the wet sounds of sex.”
She paused, savoring Tom’s rapt attention. “But that was just the beginning. Want to hear what happened when we moved things to the bedroom and broke out the double-ended dildos?”
Diane’s eyes gleamed as she continued her tale, her inhibitions completely abandoned. “Oh, Tom, things got even wilder in the bedroom. Susan pulled out this long, flexible, double-ended dildo. It was bright pink and ribbed for extra pleasure.”
She described in vivid detail how they positioned themselves on the bed, Susan and Diane on opposite ends of the toy while Megan watched eagerly. “We started slow, just barely rocking against each other. But soon, we were bucking our hips wildly, driving the dildo deeper into our hungry cunts.”
Tom’s breath came in short gasps as he listened, completely enthralled.
“Megan couldn’t resist joining in,” Diane went on. “She straddled my face, lowering her dripping pussy to my mouth. I licked and sucked at her clit while Susan and I continued fucking each other with the dildo.”
Her hand moved frantically inside her pants now. “We were all moaning and screaming in ecstasy. I could feel Susan’s juices mingling with mine on the toy. Megan ground her cunt against my face as she played with her tits.”
Diane locked eyes with Tom, noting his obvious arousal. “Want to hear about the mind-blowing orgasms we all had? Because let me tell you, what happened next was earth-shattering…”
Diane’s eyes sparkled as she continued her tale, her voice growing husky with desire. “Oh, Tom, the orgasms we experienced were mind-blowing. It started with Megan – she came first, her thighs clamping around my head as she ground her pussy against my mouth. I could feel her whole body shaking as waves of pleasure washed over her.”
Tom leaned forward, completely captivated by his wife’s vivid descriptions.
“That set off a chain reaction,” Diane went on breathlessly. “Feeling Megan come triggered my orgasm. My cunt clenched rhythmically around the dildo, sending vibrations through to Susan. She started bucking her hips wildly, driving the toy even deeper inside both of us.”
Diane’s hand moved frantically inside her pants as she spoke. “We came together in a symphony of moans and screams. I squirted so hard, soaking the sheets beneath us. Susan’s juices gushed out around the dildo, mixing with mine.”
She paused, savoring Tom’s rapt attention. “But we weren’t done yet. Not by a long shot. Want to hear what happened when Susan brought out the nipple clamps and anal beads?”
Diane’s eyes gleamed with excitement as she continued her tale. “Oh, Tom, you wouldn’t believe what happened next. Susan reached into her nightstand and pulled out these shiny metal nipple clamps connected by a delicate chain. She attached them to my aching nipples, sending jolts of pleasure-pain through my body.”
Tom’s breathing grew even heavier as he listened intently.
“Then she produced a string of graduated anal beads,” Diane went on, her voice husky. “She lubed them up generously before slowly inserting them into my ass, one bead at a time. The feeling of fullness was incredible.”
Diane’s hand moved rhythmically inside her pants as she spoke. “Meanwhile, Megan had strapped on a smaller dildo and was teasing my clit with the tip. I was overwhelmed with sensation – the clamps on my nipples, the beads in my ass, and Megan’s strap-on rubbing against my swollen clit.”
She paused, noting Tom’s obvious arousal. “Want to hear what happened when Megan finally thrust inside me while Susan tugged on the anal beads? Because let me tell you, the orgasm that followed was earth-shattering…”
Diane’s eyes blazed with passion as she continued her tale. “Oh, Tom, when Megan finally thrust that strap-on deep into my dripping cunt, I thought I might pass out from the pleasure. She started pumping in and out, each thrust sending waves of ecstasy through my body.”
Tom was on the edge of his seat, completely captivated.
“Susan knelt behind me, slowly pulling on the anal beads,” Diane went on breathlessly. “As each bead popped out, it sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through me. The combination of sensations was overwhelming – Megan’s dildo pounding my pussy, the beads sliding out of my ass, and the clamps tugging on my sensitive nipples.”
Diane’s hand moved frantically as she spoke. “I could feel the pressure building inside me, like a dam about to burst. Megan’s thrusts grew harder and faster, the sound of our bodies slapping together filling the room. Susan yanked out the last bead just as Megan ground her pubic bone against my clit.”
She locked eyes with Tom, noting his flushed face and ragged breathing. “That sent me over the edge. I came harder than I ever have in my life, screaming in ecstasy as my whole body convulsed. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me, my cunt clenching rhythmically around Megan’s strap-on. I squirted so hard I soaked the sheets beneath us.”
Diane paused, savoring Tom’s rapt attention. “But that was just the beginning. Want to hear what happened when we switched positions, and I got to fuck Susan while Megan sat on her face?”
Diane’s eyes sparkled mischievously as she continued her tale. “Oh, Tom, you wouldn’t believe what happened next. I strapped on the biggest dildo from Susan’s collection – this thick, veiny monster that curved upwards. Susan lay on the bed, spreading her legs wide in invitation.”
Tom was completely enraptured, hanging on to Diane’s every word.
“I positioned myself between Susan’s thighs, teasing her dripping entrance with the tip of the strap-on,” Diane went on, her voice husky with arousal. “Meanwhile, Megan straddled her mother’s face, lowering her pussy to Susan’s eager mouth.”
Diane’s hand moved rhythmically as she spoke. “I started pushing into Susan slowly, savoring the sight of her cunt stretching around the thick dildo. She moaned into Megan’s pussy as I bottomed out inside her. The three of us found a rhythm – me thrusting into Susan while she ate out Megan, who was grinding against her mother’s face.”
She paused, noting Tom’s flushed face and heavy breathing. “Want to hear about the mind-blowing orgasms that followed? Because let me tell you, things got even wilder from there…”
Diane’s eyes gleamed as she continued, “Oh Tom, the orgasms that followed were earth-shattering. I pounded into Susan with long, deep strokes, angling the curved dildo to hit her G-spot with each thrust. Her whole body shuddered each time I bottomed out inside her.”
Tom leaned forward, completely captivated by his wife’s vivid descriptions.
“Susan’s moans were muffled by Megan’s pussy, but I could feel her cunt clenching around the strap-on,” Diane went on breathlessly. “Megan was riding her mother’s face hard, her tits bouncing as she ground her clit against Susan’s tongue.”
Diane’s hand moved frantically as she spoke. “I reached around and started rubbing Megan’s asshole with my thumb. That sent her over the edge – she came with a scream, her whole body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over her. The sight of her orgasm triggered Susan’s climax. I could feel her pussy spasming around the dildo as she gushed, soaking my thighs and the bed beneath us.”
She locked eyes with Tom, noting his obvious arousal. “But we weren’t done yet. Not by a long shot. Want to hear what happened when we broke out the vibrators and nipple suckers?”
Diane’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she delved deeper into her tale. “Oh, Tom, things got even more intense when Susan pulled out her collection of vibrators. She had everything from small bullet vibes to a powerful wand massager.”
Tom leaned in, completely enthralled by his wife’s explicit narrative.
“Susan handed me the wand and instructed me to use it on Megan,” Diane said, husky. “I pressed it against Megan’s clit, starting on the lowest setting. Her whole body jerked at the sensation.”
Diane’s hand moved rhythmically as she spoke. “Meanwhile, Susan attached these suction cups to my nipples. The steady pulling sensation sent jolts of pleasure straight to my core. She then positioned herself behind me, teasing my asshole with a slim vibrator.”
She paused, savoring Tom’s rapt attention. “Want to hear what happened when Susan thrust that vibrator into my ass while I was using the wand on Megan? Because let me tell you, the orgasms that followed were mind-blowing…”
Diane’s eyes gleamed as she continued her tale. “Tom, you wouldn’t believe what happened next. Susan called up some of her friends from her women’s book club, and soon our little party turned into a full-blown orgy.”
She described how five more mature women arrived, ranging in age from mid-50s to late 60s. “The living room became a tangle of naked bodies. Moans and gasps filled the air as hands and mouths explored every inch of flesh.”
Diane’s voice grew husky as she detailed the scene. “I found myself at the center of a daisy chain, my face buried between Susan’s thighs while her friend Carol ate me out. The taste of Susan’s pussy on my tongue, combined with Carol’s expert licking, was divine.”
She went on to describe how the women took turns pleasuring each other, using fingers, tongues, and an array of sex toys. “At one point, I was straddling Susan’s face while Megan and two other women took turns sucking and nibbling on my breasts. The multiple sensations were overwhelming.”
Diane’s hand moved rhythmically as she spoke. “Wave after wave of orgasms washed over us. The air was thick with the scent of arousal and the sounds of ecstasy. We lost track of time, lost in a haze of pleasure and sapphic exploration.”
She paused, noting Tom’s flushed face and ragged breathing. “Want to hear about the grand finale, when we all came together in one massive, mind-blowing climax?”
Diane’s eyes sparkled as she delved into the grand finale. “Oh, Tom, it was incredible. All eight women formed a circle on the plush carpet, our bodies intertwined. We used a combination of fingers, tongues, and vibrators to pleasure each other simultaneously.”
She described how the room filled with moans and gasps as the women worked each other to a fever pitch. “The energy built and built like a rubber band being stretched to its limit. I could feel Susan trembling against my mouth as I licked and sucked her clit, while Carol’s expert fingers curled inside me, hitting just the right spot.”
Diane’s voice grew husky as she continued. “Suddenly, it was like a dam broke. One of the women cried out in ecstasy, triggering a chain reaction. We all came within seconds of each other, our bodies shaking and convulsing with pleasure. The carpet was soaked with our combined juices.”
She went on to describe the aftermath – how they all collapsed into a sweaty, satisfied heap, gently caressing and kissing each other as they came down from their shared high. “It was the most intense, mind-blowing experience of my life, Tom. I’ve never felt so connected to a group of women before.”
Diane paused, noting her husband’s rapt attention. “Do you Want to hear what happened when we decided to make it a weekly event?”
Diane’s eyes glimmered with excitement as she continued her tale. “Oh, Tom, you wouldn’t believe how wild our weekly meetups became. Each time, the women would bring new toys and ideas to explore together.”
She went on to describe how they experimented with role-playing scenarios and tantric techniques and even invited a professional dominatrix to teach them some BDSM basics. “We pushed our boundaries and discovered new heights of pleasure each week.”
Diane’s voice grew husky as she detailed their adventures. “One memorable session, we recreated famous erotic scenes from literature and film. I got to act out that steamy car scene from Titanic with Susan while the others cheered us on.”
She described how their bond deepened over time, both emotionally and physically. “We became so attuned to each other’s bodies; we could bring one another to orgasm with just a few well-placed touches.”
Diane paused, noting Tom’s rapt attention. “It became more than just physical pleasure – we formed a true sisterhood. Want to hear about the weekend retreat we planned to celebrate our six-month anniversary?” 😊
