My wife Ann and her friend Lisa were already plotting their chicanery when I arrived home Saturday afternoon from a sports bar. Lisa is a pretty brunette in her early 30's with dark brown eyes and a natural tan she maintains even in the dead of winter. She is perhaps Ann's most gorgeous friend with a nice set of breasts and the perfect ass. One catch – she's 100% dyke. While Lisa is very feminine in all her mannerisms, she's been a lesbian since college. My wife Ann met Lisa months ago at a party and since then they have spent more and more time together.
Ann and I started experimenting outside of our marriage a couple of years ago. We have both discovered we enjoy variety in our sex lives. While she initially enjoyed interracial sex with another man, she soon discovered she really liked sex between other females the most. The one common theme, however, is her tendency to enjoy being submissive.
From their first meeting, Lisa took charge. One afternoon I arrived home from work with the sound of my wife's groans emanating from the back bedroom. I turned the corner of the hall to see my wife on all fours on our bed with this young woman equipped with a strapon plunging a long black cock in her tight little asshole. Lisa noticed me out of the corner of her eye but never slowed as she continued her assault, occasionally slapping my wife's ass and bending down to place soft kisses on her ear as she whispered words I could not hear.
I imagine she was telling Ann that her husband was watching from the doorway while she was taking his wife in the ass. I pulled my dick out of my trousers and stroked my meat as I watched these two women go at it. After a few minutes, Lisa repositioned Ann on her back, laying between her outstretched legs as Ann wrapped her legs around Lisa's. Their breasts mashed together as Lisa kissed my wife as passionately as she's ever been kissed. I watched as Ann sucked Lisa's tongue which slithered in her mouth and danced along her pouting lips. I could hear the squishing sound as the dildo moved in and out of my wife's wet hole, the bed creaking violently under their passionate dance.
Lisa who had earlier been whispering softly to my wife became more vocal in her attack asking Ann if she liked her cock. "Tell me how much you love my cock baby," she chided as Ann ground her hot box against Lisa's pelvis.
"Oh, yes. Give it to me. Fuck me baby...make me come," Ann panted.
I couldn't help but reflect on how much my wife had changed in just a couple of years. Just two summers ago she was a devoted housewife with a part time job. We had always had a good sex life but it was a totally monogamous relationship. While we had never discussed it much, I was sure I had been her only lover since college with one other guy in high school who actually took her cherry. They had dated for years so her experience with other men was quite limited. Since then, I had allowed her to be seduced by another man and used as his sexual plaything in many of the parties we attended. Both of us freely allowed Mark to dominate us and to carry out his sexual demands. Mark was black, although he instructed us to serve his friends both black and white alike.
I found that I enjoyed submitting to others and even allowed Mark to have my nipples pierced as a sign of my submission. Likewise, Ann submitted to Mark having various tattoos inked into her flesh. A tribal tat on her lower back as well as a Chinese symbol on her breast that I later found out meant slave. The ultimate was the words "Mark's Cock Slut" just above her shaved pussy lips. The letters are not very big but they are very legible and served early on to indicate my wife's pussy belonged to another man.
We see Mark occasionally but his attention was eventually diverted to fresh new targets leaving the tattoos as a constant reminder to both Ann and I there was no turning back from the lifestyle we had adopted. Not that Ann would have anyway. The more sex outside our marriage she experienced the more she seemed to crave.
One evening I came home again to find Ann and Lisa at play. This time I found them in the bathroom with my wife kneeling in the tub as Lisa was standing above her as she cut loose a stream of pee on my wife's chest and then across her face. I was shocked. It was one thing to have sex with members of one's sex, and to be dominated the way we had but to actually allow someone to pee on you was taking it to a new level.
Lisa was calling her a dirty bitch and a slut as she moved her stream across her body, her hair starting to mat to her face. Lisa caught sight of me standing in the doorway and smiled as she continued to desecrate my wife with her golden urine.
Now, this afternoon, Lisa and Ann were talking about Katherine...our 21-year old babysitter that both Ann and I had sex with last weekend. Ann had come home early and caught Katherine watching our home movies of the swaps and three-ways we had with other couples. She seduced the little college coed and initiated her into her lesbian sex. Later that evening, Katherine allowed me fuck her as long as I was wearing a rubber. She confided I was only the second guy to have sex with her and I have to admit she was had one tight little pussy. Then again, it had been years since I had a little college coed!
There was little doubt that the plan was to draw Katherine further into Sapphic love. Ann had invited her back for this evening to introduce her to her friend Lisa. Ann had never discussed that Lisa was a full fledged lesbian who likely was intent on turning the little coed into a lesbian too. While I got the impression that Katherine had enjoyed her little session with my wife, I knew that she still considered herself to be heterosexual. Kat had shared that she had a steady boyfriend named Danny that she had dated for a couple of years. Even though I was confident she enjoyed the sex between the three of us, I was left with the distinct impression that she was very much in love with her boyfriend.
My wife made it clear that I was free to stay and enjoy the show but as usual Lisa had instructed I was an observer not a participant. Lisa seemed to enjoy the fact that I was willing to stay on the sidelines as she made love to my wife. It was almost a competition for her as she demonstrated time after time that Ann might be married to me, but her pussy belonged to Lisa. I can't even count the number of times I sat in a chair and watched the two of them making love. Lisa eating my wife's pussy or fucking her with her strapon. Ann kneeling below Lisa as she sucked on her titties or clit while Lisa looked over at me with a look of satisfaction across her face.
Tonight, I could watch as Lisa would turn a straight girl into a submissive little lesbian. I had enjoyed getting a little pussy from Katherine but I knew for certain that once Lisa had landed her prey, my chances of ever getting any more of that college snatch was history.
When the doorbell rang, I opened the door to see Katherine looking more delectable than last weekend. Her straight golden blonde hair fell on both sides of her shoulders. Under her jacket she wore a little yellow top accented by skin tight jeans that were frayed just above the knee showing just a hint of skin. She had on sandals and I noticed that she had burgundy polish on her little toes which peaked out from under the jeans. I ushered her in with a little hug as I again could take in the Tommy Girl perfume she wore. I took her jacket as she made her way into the den to hug my wife and meet Lisa.
After the formalities, Lisa instructed me to freshen their glasses of wine and to bring one for Kat who seemed delighted to join in the festivities. Little did she know that most of the afternoon was spent talking about her and that she was the main event of the evening. I went into to the kitchen as I overheard the ladies exchanging pleasantries and small talk before Lisa became a little more bold by asking Katherine about school and then about boys and her boyfriend in particular. Katherine spent a few minutes talking about Danny before Ann excused herself and went to the restroom.
Katherine had been seated across the room in another chair when Lisa invited her over to sit on the couch with her. The scene played out slowly as Lisa continued to let Kat talk about school, her friendships, and her relationship with Danny. As Kat finished her second glass of wine, I noticed she had become very relaxed and was much more comfortable answering many of the questions that had become more and more intimate as Lisa and she carried on their conversation about boys and then just sex in general.
