My beloved woman is one of those who would do anything for love (well, at least a lot, that’s for sure). Every time I find something she does “insane”, she soon comes up with something even more impressive and I don’t know what else to expect. Even this time…
We have joked about it many times, sitting in a cozy cafe, creating fantasy scenarios about girls passing by the window, who we both think are beautiful, but I never thought that we could turn it into reality. Airy fantasies and these conversations were enough for me, but she had something else in mind.
One afternoon while I was still at work, I got a text to grab something to eat and “…if you will be good, you will get rewarded…” at the end of the text. I was dying of impatience. I couldn’t stop thinking about what she had planned this time. I flipped through the work calendar – checked whether I had forgotten any important event. Imagination drew the hottest scenes one after another and offered me roles in them. I could hardly concentrate, so I was going to go home a little early. On the way, I stopped by a store and picked up her favorite wine.
After unlocking the door, already walking in the corridor, I felt a little disappointed – an unfamiliar pair of high heels meant that we had visitor. “And what about me?!…” screamed the spoiled child in me, remembering her promise. I slipped into the kitchen where I was greeted by the strong scent of women and coffee. Two unwashed cups betrayed that for some reason my girl was involved in women’s conversations, and not… I didn’t want to make a fuss, but I was very disappointed. I put the bottle of wine next to the one who was already open and remembered that today is her last day at work, and those women’s shoes probably belong to a colleague I’ve already heard of.
I decided that it would be interesting to meet her and at the same time remind my beloved that I am already home and it was time to get rid of the visitor.
Guided by the quiet voices, I found out where they were. At first, I was a little surprised that both of them were in the bedroom, but I quickly found reasons to justify it – I carefully knocked and opened the door. Apparently, they didn’t hear the knocking… The sight was stunning: two beautiful women in tight skirts, smiling, lying cross-legged on our bed. I was so shocked that I could not say a word and hastily closed the door.
I went back to the living room. Now I heard the moans of my wife in the distance, and the pauses of holding her breath gave me a sense of what was going on there. My imagination ran wild and my body responded accordingly. I turned on the TV to distract myself and maybe unconsciously turned up the volume. I couldn’t believe what was happening in my bedroom. After a moment, the phone signal swept away my attempts to calm the galloping tsunami, and a single word on the screen made my legs tingle: “Come in.”
I got up and went where I was called. My thoughts were raging like a storm. I opened the door, and there they were. Two beautiful women on my spacious bed, rosy-cheeked and smiling satisfied. Their naked bodies were covered with nothing more than a light blanket. Seeing me, her colleague seemed a little confused, but my lover quickly took control of the situation: she grabbed her friend by the chin and went into a deep kiss, so that she completely forgot about me. But I wasn’t going anywhere, and the feeling below my waist made me want to jump into bed as soon as possible.
The girls caressed each other like I had imagined in my wildest fantasy. After a moment, mine was on top and exposing her curved ass, stroking her friend’s body, she slid lower and lower, temptingly coming closer to me. Without hesitation I crouched down, grabbed her hips and started doing what she was doing to her friend. I sensed that the place where my tongue was now wandering had been visited before.
The panting duo wasn’t the only thing driving me crazy – I could feel her shaking more and more in my arms, my muscles throbbing and my jeans getting tighter and tighter. Forgetting that I was only here as a guest, I hastily opened the front of my pants and, with good aim, in one sudden movement stuck my thing where my tongue had just been. No negative reactions, just responsive hip movements. She was so hot and wet and the two beauties were kissing so passionately that I already knew I wouldn’t last long.
Knowing me well, she sensed it too. I wanted to take a small break for a moment, but she turned to me and, firmly grasping my ass, began to lick my throbbing thing. It didn’t take a moment for her friend to join in as well. A couple of French kisses in front of my eyes – two nimble tongues caressing each other and the most sensitive parts of my body. I had never experienced such pleasure before, but the desire to enjoy myself was accelerated by the approaching orgasm. Soon, as if in inaudible agreement, they both looked at me at the same time. That was all that I needed. My hot seed splashed onto their long tongues.
Sex story : The unexpected holiday
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