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The following morning, I was woken by the rattle of the room service cart bringing breakfast into the room. Dave was up and dressed already as I sat up clearing my eyes. The waiter was no more than twenty at best, and not once did he look me in the eyes and only at the floor.
Then it dawned on me that my clothes from last night were all over the floor exactly where I’d thrown them. He was staring straight at my leather basque. Then everything else suddenly became clearer to me. The bed was a mess of bodily fluids, lingerie and heels lay everywhere and it looked as if there had been an orgy in the room.
He left very quickly and rather red-faced.
I got out of bed rather gingerly as David was laying out breakfast and went to the loo. Oh my, wow! Looking in the mirror I could see that the love bites were so much darker. 'It will be roll-neck jumpers for work,' I thought to myself. I saw Dave looking at me, when I asked, “What?”
He just smiled and said, “I love you.”
I replied the same but added, “If you want sex, forget it, I’m on fire down below.” I wasn’t looking forward to walking or the train ride home, let alone sex.
After we had eaten, I had a shower and when I came back into the bedroom, as with every other time like this, an outfit had been laid out for me. Dave had gone all-out class this time. Black pencil dress with one of the lingerie sets we had bought.
I took my time getting ready, revelling in teasing him as I slowly pulled the stockings up my legs and fastening the suspender. The only alteration I had to make was the G-string.
I threw it at him saying, “Sorry, but there’s no way I can have anything touching my pussy today.”
“I don’t mind,” he laughed.
As I applied my makeup, he packed up the rest.
I asked which heels he’d like me to wear today. He smiled and passed me my knee-high boots. As soon as they were on, he picked up our bags and we left the room and checked out of our hotel.
Walking to the tube, the cool air felt so, so good on my pussy; almost a relief. I was surprised to see how quiet the tube was for a Sunday morning and amazingly we found some seats. Luckily, we had plenty of time to get from the tube to our platform as walking was not very comfortable.
As soon as we sat on our train, I closed my eyes and the burning straight away focused my mind on the previous night. I couldn’t believe what had happened, but even with the pain, I could feel myself getting wet reliving the events of the night.
Before we knew it, Monday was upon us again. Work was really busy, which I was glad about as it refocused my mind. The following weekend was a quiet affair and David took me out for a lovely meal when I wore another of the new outfits he had bought for me. We went home and slowly made love. It was so delicious. Even if a little sore, it still felt so good again.
The following week went flying by again and on Thursday I got a text from Helen. After the chit chat, she asked if I was up for a girly night out. This was odd as, even though I’d known her for years, we had never had a girly night out.
It turned out that Mark was going to be away with work, so I texted Dave quickly to check that he hadn’t made plans. He hadn’t. I texted her back to confirm that I’d love to and asked what she had planned. She replied saying she had no plans and just wanted to catch up. I sent a text back asking her to let me know when and where.
When I got home, Dave teased me, suggesting that I was going out on the pull. I laughed and said, “As if…” but told him he could pick my outfit if he liked. His smile was from ear to ear.
Saturday soon came around. Dave ran me a lovely bath and told me to enjoy it and that dinner would be ready in an hour. I took my time to pamper myself, shaved everything, dried myself and moisturised.
Walking into the bedroom I found, as expected, an outfit ready for me. I was surprised by his choice which included my leather leggings and a top I’d not seen before and red strappy heels to match the top. I smiled and went down for dinner.
After dinner, I went to get ready. I already knew why he had picked the leggings; they are so tight there’s no way I can wear undies with them. I loved them and always felt sexy wearing them. When I picked the top up, I immediately realised why he had bought it. It was halter neck and completely backless with only a thin strap that went around my waist.
No way I could wear a bra. Putting it on I looked in the mirror and wow! My nipples were already hard and rather obvious, and I’d not even gone out into the cool air yet. I finished off my makeup, slipped the heels on and walked into the lounge asking if he approved.
His jaw dropped as he said, “Oh my God, I’m so jealous of Helen.”
I laughed and said, “Well you picked the outfit.” He grabbed his car keys and we left for town. Twenty minutes later, he dropped me off at the pub that Helen had told me. I felt a little self-conscious walking in as the few feet from the car to the pub door had my nipples reacting to the cold night.
I scanned the bar, urgently looking for Helen. I saw her sitting in the corner of the bar and thankfully she had saved me a stool. She looked incredible, wearing a dress that was almost obscene by how short it was, and with gorgeous sling-back heels. I thought to myself, ‘Is this a new Helen? I’ve never seen her dress so sexily.’
I felt guilty over what Mark and I had done as Helen and I were such good friends. Thankfully, Helen was talking non-stop and it pushed all that to the back of my mind. It was a proper catch-up. The gin was kicking in and we were both quite merry when she said, "let’s try another place." I said I needed the loo first and that they were on the way out of the pub, so off we went.
The queue was long, suddenly she grabbed my hand saying that the disabled one was free. As soon as we went in she locked the door. I felt a little self-conscious dropping my leggings with her there, but she just went to the mirror and touched up her makeup. When I had finished, we traded places. Just as I finished my lipstick, she came up behind me. Her hands slipped straight through the sides of my top and cupped my breasts. I froze in utter shock, I was about to say, "what the hell!" but...
She moved her mouth to my ear and pinched my nipples hard. Very hard and whispered into my ear, “Mark told me you are an amazing fuck. I want some as well,” and she kissed my neck.
My face went bright red, my stomach churned as I felt a tear run down my face. I went to say, "I’m so sorry," but she turned me around and kissed me.
She then said, “Mark and I planned the whole thing; please don’t be angry. We had a feeling you had a wild side, but never knew quite how wild.” Then kissed me again. I pushed her away, tears running down my face.
“What?” I asked her.
She said, “I have always teased Mark about how obviously you fancied him, but I didn’t want to ruin such a good friendship. Then you texted him out of the blue and we’ll, we rolled with it.”
I sat back down on the loo in a daze not knowing what to say or do as she told me how she listened from the bedroom door. Also, she saw Dave sneak into the kitchen and watch. She saw everything.
She pulled me to my feet and wiped my tears away with a tissue, saying I had nothing to be sorry for. After I’d composed myself a little, she just kissed me. I wanted to push her away, but I couldn’t. To my utter surprise, I kissed her back.
She pinched my nipples again, it made me wince a bit, but I liked it. She smiled as she said, “Mark said you like a bit of pain.”
My head went down as I felt myself blush again. I tried to say sorry again, but she just pinched again. My nipples were like bullets. She lifted my head and our lips met again and this time I reciprocated the kiss. Her lips were so soft, so different from a man’s. It felt so different but nice.
“I’ve never kissed a woman before,” I stuttered.
“Did you like it?” she replied.
“I don’t know.”
She kissed me again and this time her tongue slipped into my mouth. Before I knew it, we were kissing like there was no tomorrow.
When we broke off, she asked for my phone and sent a text to Dave, telling him I’d had a few gins and was staying at hers for the night.
She took my hand and led me out of the pub towards the taxi rank.
“Aren’t we going to another pub?” I asked.
She kissed me again and said, “No way, I want you in my bed.” We got into a taxi.
When we got to her home, I was shaking like a leaf. She laughed as she passed me a glass of wine and said, “I won’t bite. But if you don’t want this, you can sleep in the spare room, Wendy.”
I downed my wine before I said, “I’m so sorry about what happened, and yes, I want it.”
She laughed. “If you apologise again, I’ll spank your bottom so hard.”
I looked her in the eyes and replied, “Is that a promise?”
She turned to me, held the bottom of her dress and pulled it straight over her head throwing it on the counter. She stood in front of me, naked except for her heels. Her body was amazing. Her boobs were smaller but so pert. We started kissing again and it was even better this time.
Taking my hand, she led me upstairs to her bedroom. As we walked, she said, “I want you naked, but you are keeping those heels on, they are so, so sexy.”
All I could say was, “Yes, of course.”
When we got to the bedroom, she lay on the bed and stared at me as I removed my clothes before slipping my heels back on. Shaking like a leaf again, I slowly got onto the bed and immediately Helen pulled me towards her kissing me again. I just fell into her arms and it felt so good. We kissed for ages. She started moving down to my neck with her kisses and then lower. As she passed my nipple, she sucked hard, gently nibbling them. That made me gasp.
She looked up at me and told me, “Open your legs for me, I’ve been wanting to taste you since the day we met.” My whole body tingled. I was so wet, and her tongue felt amazing knowing exactly when and how hard to tease me. My orgasm hit me quickly and hard and my legs clamped around her head. As I came, I felt her open her mouth wide, taking my whole pussy inside and sucking on it. Oh my God, it felt amazing.
As I calmed down and relaxed my grip on her head, she slowly kissed her way back up my body till we kissed again.
She asked, “How did you like your first orgasm from a woman.”
All I could muster was a, “Wow.”
With a smile, she rose and crawled up the bed, lowering her pussy onto my mouth. Her musky pussy smelled so good. I just went with a ‘do what I like to have done’ approach. Slowly running my tongue along her slit, she tasted delicious. I teased her clit with my tongue and sucked it gently into my mouth.
I must have been doing something right as she grabbed hold of my hair, pulling my mouth onto her sex even harder. Suddenly, she lifted herself off my mouth and started to rub her clit hard saying open your mouth wide. I just did as she asked when, suddenly, she screamed and started to squirt all over my face, and into my mouth.
Her body just collapsed onto my face as she fell forwards, grabbing the headboard for support. I sucked and licked her till she rolled off me and onto her side facing me and gasping for breath. She looked at me and said, “Sorry, that does happen often, but fuck!”
We lay there for ages, talking. She asked me all sorts of personal questions about our sex life. I opened up to her and even told her about some of my extra-marital fun. It felt a relief to be able to talk to someone openly. She told me how she and Mark got into swinging and the parties and clubs they went to. It really opened my eyes.
I said to her, “But you always dress so, well, mumsy.”
She laughed saying, “Well, I was always worried about how you’d take the other me. But when you texted Mark, I thought I’d show you the other side of how I like to dress.”
“Well, I certainly approve. Your figure is amazing, Helen.”
Sitting up she asked, “So, do you like a big cock, Wendy.”
I just blushed.
“I’ll take that as a ‘yes’ then.” She turned and opened the bedside drawer and taking out a blindfold, she fastened it on to me and whispered, “Don’t move.”
I felt the bed stir as she got off and then nothing for a minute or so. Then the bed moved again, and I felt her grab my legs, opening them wide. It was then she said, “You are about to feel your first strap-on, babe. I’m not lying, I’m going to make you scream.”
Helen must have felt me tense up. She said, “Don’t worry, you’ll love how it stretches your pussy.”
As she said it, I felt the tip being rubbed along my pussy. Such a different sensation; cold. As she pushed forwards, oh my. I felt my lips being forced wide open. I felt a couple of inches being eased into me as I heard her say, “Mmmmmm, that went in easily. Wendy has had some big cock before, hasn’t she?”
I felt myself go bright red before coming out with a, “Yes, I had a ten-inch black one a couple of weeks ago.”
“Oh my, Wendy really is a slut, isn’t she? And what did he do to you?”
“Anything he wanted, and he used me like a rag doll. I let him do anything he wanted.”
I felt her hook my legs over her arms as she slowly but firmly pushed the whole thing into me. It felt about the same size as the black one. Once fully in me, she kissed me again and said, “Mark and I are going to have so much fun with you. We never had you down as submissive as well.”
Then she fucked me hard and fast. I had three orgasms before she let up. I felt her pull out before hearing a thump on the floor. She lay beside me and removed the blindfold.
Once I’d calmed down I kissed her again and asked, “What did you mean Helen, about you and Mark are going to have so much fun with me?”
Looking me in the eyes, she slowly dragged her long nails down my inner thigh, around my pussy before slipping two fingers inside me. As she did so, she replied, “When you are with me, we will make love, enjoy and explore each other’s bodies. But when you are with us both, you will do everything you are told.”
“What do you mean, both of you?” I asked.
She giggled as she curved her long fingers up towards my g spot feeling her nails scratched it as she said, “It’s simple. You are going to be our slut.” She pulled out her fingers and fed them to me. I sucked then clean as she continued, “and if you don’t do as you are told, you will be punished.”
Suddenly, I felt her slap my pussy. Oh my God, immediately an orgasm rocked my body. She smiled, “In two weeks you are spending the night with me and Mark, it’s all arranged. Mark spoke to Dave yesterday and he said that you would love it.
“He what?!”
“Ssssssh, Wendy,” as she rubbed my clit again. “You are going to have so much fun.”
I was too lost in her fingers again to argue. After she made me cum again, we fell asleep in each other’s arm.
I woke the next morning to find her gone. I slipped on a dressing gown, which was Mark’s I guessed and went downstairs. Helen was sitting drinking coffee. She nodded that the kettle had just boiled. I made a coffee and sat with her, not knowing what to say. Helen broke the ice.
“Look, I got a bit carried away last night. If you think it’s not for you, no problem. I won’t be offended.”
I sat there in silence for a while, and then said, “No, the idea has really got my mind wandering, but I am going to give Dave so much shit for going behind my back like that.”
Helen burst out laughing, “Are you sure, Wendy?”
“Yes, I am, Helen, very sure.” With that, I told her that I needed to get dressed and go home. I texted Dave and asked him to pick me up. Oh boy, was he in for it. I went upstairs to get dressed leaving Helen in the kitchen. I came back down a few minutes later, all ready. Dave turned up ten minutes later and hooted the horn.
Helen kissed me again saying, “We won’t be offended if you change your mind.”
I kissed her again and said, “I won’t,” as I walked out of the door.
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