The buxom blonde and the equally buxom brunette are straddled on the bed. Their long hair hangs almost to their middle backs. It's obvious the blonde is in control since she is on top. Their tongues war with a vengeance as the blonde bounces her pussy against the brunettes. What seems like a long time comes to an end as she reaches for the thick double ended pink dildo. She moves back a bit before she pushes it home inside the brunettes soaking slit then moves it in herself with a loud sigh. The war of wills continues as they move in tandem the pussies stretch and accommodate the invasions with ease as the kissing resumes.
When the waves of pleasure hit them there is a collective scream of release before they collapse on the bed with eyes closed as if to retain that initial moment of ecstasy.
I remove my soaking hand from snatch as the last seconds of the fantasy fade away. I shiver as my own orgasm over takes me; I love my girls, they love that pink dildo as much as I do. Yes it's me again, Stacey. I came back to tell you what happened after my husband and I found Tanya.
It's been over a year now and Tanya and I have gotten quite close. My husband seems happy with the arrangement of twice a month with her. He doesn't appear to mind that she and I see each other more often. I don't even think he considers that we do more than shop and watch movies. Is he really that naïve? How many times can he come home and find us kissing on the sofa or licking each other off on the bed without thinking there is more?
Anyway, I am considering telling him I am bisexual but Tanya insists why mess with what isn't broken? She thinks with the time he has and with enjoyment he receives he is okay with how it's all going. He hasn't complained at any point about the situation.
Well let me just tell you what happened recently then you decide if I should tell him. Perhaps it's because I want more from Tanya and she just likes things the way they're going as much as Hank? I have considered that but okay here are the incidents.
I arrived over at Tanya's house to watch movies a bit early. I had never been to her house all this time we either played at our home or went out for movies, coffee or shopping. She had mentioned she wanted to keep all of our fun from her daughter not because she was ashamed but because it was more private and mysterious. I went with that explanation because well I wanted to.
I knocked on her door then leaned my ear close to it. I could hear voices but I assumed it was the television. I waited then knocked again; this time Tanya answered it but she was flushed in the face and her hair was disheveled.
"Hey Sweetie," she said as she leaned in to kiss me.
I smiled though I could smell something on her; I gotta say without being crass it smelled like a man.
"Am I too early," I asked with a twinkle in my eyes.
"Oh no you're fine," she said as she backed up for me to come inside.
I noticed the house was rather large. The living room was laid out to accommodate the fireplace. The sofa was facing toward it because there was no television. There were several chairs as though it would be fun place for a nice fire side chat. It was cozy to say the least. There
was a second story which I assumed had a least two bedrooms because the hallway going the opposite direction from the living area had two doors I could see my guess was a bedroom and bathroom.
I followed Tanya to the kitchen where I sat down at her marble kitchen counter and noticed there was a sliding glass door in the room which was slightly ajar.
"You want some wine?" she asked as she reached in the fridge, she was oblivious to my envy.
"Absolutely," I answered as I noticed her robe was eschew.
"So how was your day?" I asked as I tried not to be a jealous lover. If I were a man I would have been screaming a hundred questions by now but I wasn't and I was married; I had no right. She could see whomever she wanted; I tried to convince myself.
