My girlfriend Diane recently had a shared sexual experience with one of my best friends. Daniel agreed to write down his version of what happened and we planned to compare our stories. It was a first for both of us. I assume it was also the first time for Diane although we have a lot to discuss now.
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Girlfriend is exhibitionist and voyeur in front of friend
Consistent with most Saturday mornings, I was out playing soccer. Daniel,one of my best friends, stopped by my house to clean up. He had something planned later and it was common for him to shower at my place as he lives north of town and out of the way a bit. We are on the same soccer team and often work out together on weekends.
Diane, my girlfriend, has been staying at my place recently as she was between apartments. It's been great having her here more but I know she still wants to find her own place eventually. We are a great couple and most of our friends are envious of our relationship. We communicate well although this experience made it clear we need to honestly explore more of our sexual boundaries. Truthfully, I've wondered before if this experience was something I wanted to encourage but never found the right moment to bring it up.
I have two showers, and when Daniel and I finished cleaning up his evening plans got cancelled. I had nothing planned and invited him to just hang out with Diane and I. Diane eventually came home with a bunch of boxes of crap for Goodwill. Her sister was known to hoard lots of clothes and Diane wanted to look through them before they were donated. I didn't have a lot of room for Diane to store much but we all agreed to sort through the bags and keep the best stuff. I still love costume parties and was hoping for some fresh options.
Most of the stuff was pretty useless and we reboxed them for quick disposal. But we did find a good assortment of vests, skirts, and other fun sexy stuff.
Diane loves dressing up for me and I was afraid having Daniel there would kill an opportunity. Luckily I was wrong and him being there opened up a new opportunity. I grabbed something see-through and teased Diane to model it for us. I wasn't sure if I really wanted Diane to expose herself to other guys in front of me, but the thought of pushing her passed flirty limits was exciting.
Diane wasn't taking my bait easily and complained that I just wanted the girl to show off. She tried to use Daniel as the excuse suggesting he would be uncomfortable. She wasn't wrong so I didn't have a defense. But I also knew Daniel had a crush on Diane and would totally thank me if I could create any opportunity to see her naked. Daniel revealed his interest by telling her he wouldn't be uncomfortable if she wore the shirt I was holding.
Her response was even more surprising than if she had agreed to wear the see-through top. She asked both of us to model our costumes for her.
I've always been one to love the stage so modeling costumes is totally my thing. Daniel is a bit more stiff but seldom shies away from following my lead. I pulled Daniel to his feet and quickly got him to agree to accept Diane's challenge.
Daniel agreed and we gathered Diane's selections. Some were ridiculous and some of the women's clothing would never fit us. We stepped in the other room for some of the changes requiring clothing removals.
Since Diane indicated she wanted us to entertain her, I pressed her to be a dominatrix. It was up to her to dress us both as she desired. This concept made her pause a bit but she eventually took the role to heart. I pushed her a bit saying as a dominatrix she needed to impose her sexy desires on us. I tried my best to encourage her flirty side.
Diane slowly walked around us both sizing us up. She sifted through the pile and handed us festival style vests. We have a good physical connection. Some women have a thing for the male butt. I've learned Diane is totally turned on by men's chests. I've spent a lot of time lifting weights once I learned this trait. Luckily Daniel is equally a gym user as I am. I am certain Diana gave us these vests specifically as a result of her chest fetish. Some men would be jealous but I admit it excited me knowing that Diane wanted to see Daniel in a vest.
We stepped out to remove my shirts and put on the vests. When we entered the room again Diane was clearly admiring both of our arms and chests. She tugged at the buttons on my vest. I felt she was avoiding touching Daniel. Diane partially opened my vest. She was complimenting me while avoiding making any reference to Daniel. It was somewhat awkward. It was also somewhat titillating with sexual energy. Her obvious avoidance of recognizing Daniel made it clear she wanted to check him out. I was the first to mention it and asked why she hadn't opened Daneil's vest.
This made her stutter a bit with an eventual response telling me to back off. She reminded me she was in charge and will decide who and where she will touch. I just affirmed her authority knowing I pushed her into a corner. Diane now handed us two skirts to try. She knows I love wearing skirts at music festivals; the more flamboyant the better. We exchanged the skirts for ones that would more likely fit and stepped out to change.
My next move may have seemed calculated but I was just winging the entire thing on intuition. In hindsight I was taking some risk without sufficient thought. Diane and I can honestly talk about nearly anything. But this scenario just hasn't been a conversation yet. So the risky decision I made next probably opened the door further. I decided to put my skirt on commando and told Daniel to do the same. We've showered together a lot at the gym so seeing each other naked wasn't strange at all. But asking him to hang free under a skirt in the presence of my girlfriend probably shocked him. As is normal for our fun together he followed my lead. We wiggled into our skirts with only our vests covering our upper bodies. It was fairly clear we had very little fabric covering us. I was worried Daniel would get aroused which wasn't going to be hidden well. I pulled us both out for Diane's inspection.
Diane immediately described us as genies just released from the bottle. It was a fairly accurate depiction.
I remember saying, "As genies recently released from a bottle, you would be our master."
Daniel played along but was quiet. He didn't seem that uncomfortable but also wasn't too confident about what was coming next. To keep the momentum I followed up with, "And as our genie master you can tell us what to do next."
Diane walked over to me, aligned my skirt, grabbed my vest, and placed her hands on my chest. She was enjoying the control we had given her. Diane looked me up and down, still avoiding Daniel; an indication that the sexual tension still existed. Next she stepped into the master role and stepped to the side in front of Daniel. This was the first time she gave Daniel any direct attention. She adjusted his skirt which brought her hands to his waist. I was curious if she would detect that absence of underwear. Then she also partially opened his vest to match mine. At this point her physical touching of Daniel got serious. I was both thrilled and anxious. She placed both of her hands on his chest, staying there for what felt like an eternity.
I remember her asking me if this was OK. She looked me straight in the eyes with her hands still on his chest, teasing me.
My mouth was dry but I was able to croak out that she remained our master and everything was OK.
She looked back at Daniel and asked him if he was OK too. Their stare was close and intimate. And I found it intriguing more than worrisome.
Daniel said something about being open to anything she directed but without any expectations. He glanced at me a few times to ensure I was ok. I hoped he understood that it was all good. I didn't want him to misunderstand and leave. His response felt like he was willing to stay until one of us told him to leave; which was true.
Diane grabbed his chest and pushed him back.
Diane laughed and said she was having fun. I was afraid she was saying the fun was over and was looking for any way to keep her involved. I didn't fully understand my feelings but I also wanted to see if she would keep touching us; both of us.