Recommend you read chapters 1 and 2 to get a feel of how we got to this point.
This includes interracial play, mild domination by a woman and bisexual play. If this is not for you please move on to the next story. No need to berate this story because it includes themes that you don't enjoy.
All involved are over 18 years old
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Linda and I both helped write the enclosed story. Though some similar situations have happened with us over the years, some in here did not happen. After all it is a story. Though, both of us might do them as stated if given the opportunity.
Linda:
Wow! What a beginning to our vacation. In just the first few days I've gone farther with someone other than Bill than I ever expected on this trip. I must admit that I don't have any regrets. Bill and I have been role playing about a threesome or foursome for several years. In some cases with a bisexual woman, a bisexual man or both. In other cases we've also role played interracial sex. There were many cases where we both were so excited about it that I thought we might actually do it. Though for one reason or another it never happened. In all of our role playing we often talked about meeting someone in a bar with the sole purpose of going through with it. I think the reason it happened this time was that we really weren't looking for it. We met James, a black man, from England and things just happened on their own. It just felt like the right thing to do.
We've done some exciting things before in bars and clubs. I would sometimes dress in a sheer blouse without a bra, a very short skirt, no panties, thigh highs and heels. On occasion I would go to the bar to order a drink while Bill would sit at the table watching. It excited him to watch the guys buy me a drink and flirt with me. Most of the guys didn't do much for me so I chatted briefly and went back to our table. Once in a while a guy would peak my interest. I would flirt back just a little so they didn't waste their money buying me a drink. On occasion I would even dance with a guy. A few guys even rubbed my butt while I was dancing. Though I got a thrill out of knowing these guys wanted me I never took it to the next level. For one reason or another it just didn't seem like the right time. Sometimes I thought the excitement was from the desire to do it and that actually doing it would ruin the experience. Sometimes I just didn't know if I wanted it or not. Bill always told me how much it excited him to watch. When I got back to the table he always had a hard on. Depending how much I got worked up by the guy I would reach under and play with Bill's cock. Twice her came under the table.
When I saw a women or two at the bar I thought might interest him I would tell Bill to go to the bar and buy them a drink. Of course, whenever he did that he also flirted a little. Bill was an attractive guy though he was somewhat introverted so he had to know someone a little before he felt very comfortable with them. As a result, he was only successful once in dancing with a woman in one of the clubs. Luckily for him it was a slow dance so he was able to move in close. What surprised me was how jealous I became at the woman while also getting turned on. At one point the woman pulled Bill's hand to her butt. Shortly after that her girlfriend showed up and Bill came back to the table. When he got back to the table I asked him all about it while he ran his finger up and down my clit.
With James that night it was totally different. James was such a nice man. He was writing a book on Texas and he noticed I was wearing a Texas pin. All three of us talked about our backgrounds and some of the successes and challenges over the years. I don't usually open myself very easily nor does Bill. For some reason it was very easy to be open with James. Before we knew it we seemed like old friends. I never expected to meet someone like that in a bar somewhere.
Bill:
I've been waiting to see Linda have sex with another man or woman for so many years and it's finally happened. Linda has been off and on about doing it for a long time. I know she was excited about the prospect of doing it by how she reacted during our role playing . We've gone to bars thinking there might be the possibility of it happening. Though, Linda always found some reason not to go all of the way. I just seemed like she didn't want to let loose—that she would somehow lose control of the situation. I was concerned that if I pushed too hard she would just completely shut down any possibility of doing it.
I thought that if she felt like she was in full control of the situation she might feel less anxiety about it. As a result, I encouraged her to take more control of our erotic activities. I slowly helped her become a little more dominant and I started to be somewhat submissive to her. I knew from her personality she would never be a hardcore mistress but she could take control of a situation and steer it the way she wanted. As she became more assertive, she started to role play her taking control in a threesome. She seemed to become more confident about the whole thing. That might be one of the factors in her being so receptive to James.
The Morning After:
I don't usually wake up with a hard on in the morning. I've often heard of morning wood but I usually get hard on only after I've been awake for a while and was able to daydream about a fantasy or two, though that's not always the case. This morning I awoke with a raging hard on. It didn't take me long to find out why. Though, I was facing away from Linda I knew she was playing with herself due to the shaking of the bed. I relaxed right away. I was wondering if she would wake with some regrets about the last few days. From the motion of the bed she must not be too worried about the things we did this weekend.
I turned and said, "Looks like you're having a good time without me. I was a little worried you might have some second thought about the last few days."
She laughed and said, "Are you kidding? The only regret is that we didn't get around to this much sooner. I know you really wanted to do it so I wasn't concerned about your reaction. I was concerned I might feel guilty about it and somehow get turned off about sex. I guess you can tell by me rubbing my clit that I'm not concerned but excited."
I said, "Yes, I can tell. Like me you usually don't get turned on the first thing in the morning. It usually takes a while for your to get going."
I said, "I'm just going to watch a while as you masturbate. You know how much I enjoy watching you. If at some point you want me to join in just let me know."
I watched as she slowly ran her finger down one side and then the other of her vulva. Once in a while she would also take a finger and rub her clit a little. I could tell she wasn't in a hurry to have an orgasm. She wanted to take her time and let it build. She always enjoyed playing with her vagina, which was fine with me. As always, it didn't take long for me to get hard and I slowly started stroking myself. After a few minutes I felt one of her hands on my penis and started to stroke me. At the same time she started to move her other hand faster on her clit. She also started to move her body a little from side to side. As she got more turned on she began to thrust her hips up a little."
She said, "Play with my breasts they need some attention."
