Wife Ch 03 Sandy

Wife Ch. 03: Sandy

Silently letting myself into the apartment, I had slipped out of my uniform on the porch. I was naked and hard in anticipation of having sex with my wife. Coming around the corner into the bedroom of our studio apartment I expected to see my wife masturbating. Instead, I saw a blond head of hair bobbing up and down on my wife's vagina. The head belonged to Sandy, my wife's childhood friend who happens to be the most luscious female I've ever met. She's my wife's closest friend so I can rarely ever take a good appreciative male look at this unbelievable woman.

Sandy is slim, fit, hard-bodied, 35(C)x18x33 filling out 5 feet 6 inches of inherited soft and beautiful Spanish skin. Her eyes are forever changing and sparkle most of the time which holds her face in a constant smile or grin. Her hair is bleached blonde and is the color of sunshine.

Jean, my wife is 31(A)x22x38 of white softness. She fills out 5-feet 9-inches of smooth Serbian skin the color of alabaster in a small breasted, delightfully narrow-waisted, wide hipped, lush body. Jean's styled strawberry blond hair, and flashing brown eyes, and a big smile, are usually what one notices first about her. The second is definitely her large ass. Her figure is truly a classic mother form except she is long waisted; meaning her torso is longer than most women. She has beautiful facial features, all melding together to be sexy and mysterious. Jean's face is so interesting that it is hard to just look at her. She seems friendly and outgoing at first blush.

It was long after midnight, and in my haste to get into bed with my wife, I was slow to comprehend that my wife and her friend Sandy were making love like two old friends and not like they were first time lovers. It didn't take long that night for me to realize that they were not sexual strangers.

I was, consequently, ready to join Jean and Sandy in the sex that was happening in my bed as soon as I recovered from discovering that it was occurring.

Laying naked on her back on our bed Jean was bent forward facing me looking over Sandy's back as I stood there. Jean's shoulders were propped up against the pillows and the headboard. Her ankles were tucked behind her ears and her thighs were locked behind her upper arms. Her mouth was wide open as if in a silent scream of ecstasy as Sandy bent over her. I smiled back when Jean smiled at me and blew me a kiss. All through my arrival, Sandy appeared to be ravishing Jean from her ass to her clit while leaning her elbows on the mattress just at Jean's butt as Sandy was leaning onto the bed from the side.

Sandy's ass was pointed to the ceiling and was directly in front of me when I came around the corner. Her white tan lines swept roundly across her ass where they disappeared between her ass cheeks and between her labia which were fully exposed between her thighs. I leaned forward and touched my face to her ass cheeks just where the tan lines disappeared between her cheeks and began kissing her butt all over. I spread her cheeks with my thumbs and licked leaving a slimy slippery saliva trail from her clit up past and around her ass hole. I returned to lick her ass with a full pressure assault. I licked her, rimmed her with kisses and swirled my tongue around and around. I applied pressure with the tip of my thumb against the opening of her ass. When she felt that, she seemed to relax and her butt felt ready for mounting.

I began licking her vagina as firmly as I could with my tongue buried deep between her labia. She began to hump her hips against my hands and mouth. At first, I couldn't get their rhythm but figured it out and just went with Jean and Sandy.

I was able to relive a wet dream I had been having since when I'd first met Sandy. I was emotionally moved to be eating the cunt of the prettiest woman I had ever met. She was raking my face with her crotch at a fierce pace, and I had to catch mini-breaths to get enough air, but it was the best face fucking of my life.

When Sandy realized that I was there, she was delighted because she had wanted for months to see for herself what it was that Jean had told her about my balls being large enough to control with her mouth. She also wanted to see if my tongue was really a lot longer like Jean had reported to her.

Sandy was an enigma to me because she was so beautiful and smart that I always expected her to be aloof and snobbish. Her background was that of poorly paid school teachers and education administrators, and her own large student loans. She had been able through long hours and smart work habits to break from the family life cycle of low earnings.

With three MA degrees, one each in accounting, business management, and economics, she was a consultant for investment businesses and clients all over the world because of her unique understanding of finances, investing and taxes.

She had always had boyfriends who usually seemed somewhat slower than her. I had liked most of them, but she didn't have smart tastes where love was concerned. She would 'be with' a guy for a few months, and then in a few months, there would be someone else.

Jean and I had imagined and considered what we could do to assist her in settling down, but nothing or anyone ever seemed to have a long-term meaning in her life, except for Jean.

When I saw her so comfortably eating out Jean's crotch that night I realized that Sandy preferred women over men. She was a lesbian? Maybe she was bisexual instead? Hell, maybe she and Jean were the same; exhibitionistic, bisexual, lesbians?

Sandy definitely liked my oral ministrations, and she acknowledged the good feelings from my tongue cleaning and caressing her entire pubic area. She was busy eating Jean and had succeeded in pushing Jean to multiple orgasms punctuated by loud moaning and crying out.

Her vagina was seeping moisture, slime and a milk-like liquid when I first pushed my face in-between her labia and slurped up as much as I could vacuum. I thought she tasted salty and tart, and at the same time, I was so excited that I had to concentrate on not coming too soon so I quickly forgot that I had wondered why she was oozing like that.

When I pushed my cock into Sandy for the first time, I thought I was in the Chunnel. She was loose, wet, sloppy and hot. I was so hard that I was aching when I first entered her vagina. My pre-come was oozing heavily and adding to the slippery, used pussy feeling I was having as I fucked her. I was moving steadily just so I wouldn't come too quickly and leave her wanting more.

I was actually over-performing already, as I hadn't come after earlier eating her and now fucking around with her and Jean for the last hour or so. After all of my years of jacking off and thinking about what it would be like to actually see Sandy naked, fuck her, eat her pussy, and suck on her tits, I was able to postpone my orgasm and actually fuck her, eat her pussy and suck on her tits.

Today, all these years later, I enjoy knowing the answers to all of those 'life's-mysteries' questions that a man like me would, under normal circumstances, never get the answers to. I truthfully was able, at the time, to involve all my senses without restraint. I could hear her moaning, feel her trembling, see her asshole and vagina were engorged and swollen, smell her womanly musky come fuck-me smell, and taste her unique flavor.

I confirmed by seeing her naked that she is the body of Venus. Actually fucking her was epic. Eating her pussy was most delicious. When I was sucking her tits, I almost cried with joy and a sense of peace.

I hope there is nothing to the idea that when the bucket list is all checked off, death is near because I cleared a bunch with Sandy that night. I even cleared a few things that I didn't have on the bucket list because I didn't consider them even a possibility.

The blow job while Jean was eating Sandy while I was eating Jean I hadn't even considered. So much fun and I am damn glad to have done it even if death is closer as a result.

For all of the night, we made love among the three of us as they shared the following story.

Jean and Sandy were next door neighbors as infants. They grew up together every day of their lives. Neither of them had ever been away for more than one overnight at a friend's house until they were over 10 years old. They were best friends before they were toddlers and always felt like they were sisters and maybe nonidentical twins.

They had slept together even in a crib, had bathed together, showered together, and cried, laughed and discovered sex together. They had learned very early about the rituals of sex by being observant and both often spying on Sandy's parents.

Sandy's parents were liberal minded and often were naked around their children, while Jean's parents were not at all demonstrative. All Jean knew about sex and men was what Sandy had told her from the beginning of Sandy sharing.

When the girls turned eighteen, they had celebrated their birthdays, graduating from high school, and leaving home. They reserved a hotel room at a casino hotel at Lake Tahoe for three nights. They had an older friend buy them some beer, wine, and gin and tonic. They stocked an ice chest with a picnic. Together they went to an adult sex store where they bought a variety of vibrators, dildos, plugs, and toys. They went to Frederick's of Hollywood catalog and ordered a supply of sexy lingerie. They each secretly ordered a set for each other.

They both were going to leave home at the end of the summer. Sandy had been accepted to some top rated University, and Jean was going to get an apartment in Woodland while going to college and working.

They told their parents that they were going to a cabin on a lake up in the Sierras for the three day weekend, but they went to the casino hotel instead. The nights they went to the hotel, they signed an agreement between them that they would be absolutely honest and nothing else for the whole three days they were at the hotel. They agreed that they couldn't leave the hotel without each other. They could not have any visitors unless they both were present.

They had the valet park the car and the bellhop, a girl they knew from high school, using a luggage cart took their cooler, packages, and luggage to their room. The bellhop had waited for them. She handed them the key she had used, and then handed each of them a folded note and closed the door and was gone.

Jean flopped backward on the bed and Sandy stepped up on the bed and started to get undressed while standing over Jean. Sandy's shirt was quickly gone. Jean unfastened the 4 eye hooks on Sandy's bra. Sandy did a sultry swaying up and down over Jean's face until one of her breasts came out of the bra cup and collapsed around Jean's mouth and eyes. 
 Jean was sucking the nipple almost before it was within reach. Sandy pulled her skirt over her head and then squatted on Jean's stomach. Sandy looked intently at Jean and said out loud, "Kiss me, Jean. Please, kiss me like we are lovers."

Bending over, she drug her breasts across Jean's face and left them hanging in front of Jean's mouth. Jean tentatively laid a little kids 'smacking' sound of a kiss on one breast. Sandy just lowered herself until Jean inhaled one of Sandy's nipples.

Jean then took over the story by saying, "Let's show him."

They reenacted the kissed breast and then Jean told about how they agreed to next do the one thing that was the scariest for each of them. They were so naive, shy and bashfully embarrassed that they agreed to write the 'scariest' thing on a slip of paper and then they would read the slips out loud together.

The scariest was the same for them. One had written, 'Eat pussy!' And the other note said, 'cunnilingus' within parenthesis '69.' As soon as Jean had suckled that first time, they both cried and confessed that they had lots of nasty things they wanted to do in the three days. They learned throughout the weekend as much as they could absorb about two women having sex with each other. They didn't leave the room. Each day when the maid came, they laid out on the lanai sunbathing nude.

They told me of a few other times when they had sex together and then Jean had gotten engaged. They had not seen each other for a couple of months when Jean invited Sandy to her wedding. The friendship was recharged and they became nearly inseparable. Before our wedding they would go visit each other when they would see each other privately for sex.

When Sandy learned that Jean was going to live in San Diego, she arranged to move her office to San Diego. Without my ever being suspicious or having even an inkling, Jean and Sandy were meeting and having sex three times a week at Sandy's apartment. The only reason they did it only three times a week was that Sandy's latest boyfriend was gone only on those days.

When I married this virgin-like girl and thought that I was the only one she had sex with, Jean was actively fucking Sandy. After we had moved into the apartment together, she had added the landlady Merry and the dancer who came once to see Jean after our trip to Tijuana, along with Madge from work who became our next door neighbor.

I was fucking Jean, period.

So, my 'little girl from home' turned out to be a slut. I never had a chance to think that was a bad thing for me. I apparently wasn't jealous of someone else using Jean for sex. From my first knowledge of her 'needs', I was erect when I would just think about it.

As the dawn began to show, Jean said, "This is the perfect time to end this story. The sex that we realized we want is the sex that we have. Sandy and I have each other, and you have us both. The catch is that we both want you to be with us together."

Sandy said, "The last thing for me to tell you is that I had sex with my former boyfriend just before we had the fight and I came here. I didn't remember so I couldn't warn you before you started eating my vagina."

That explained the skim milk color oozing from Sandy's vagina when I was eating her and the looseness of her pussy when we started fucking. I didn't know then so I didn't care then, and by the time she told me it was too late to care at all.

Silently letting myself into the apartment, I had slipped out of my uniform on the porch. I was naked and hard in anticipation of having sex with my wife. Coming around the corner into the bedroom of our studio apartment I expected to see my wife masturbating. Instead, I saw a blond head of hair bobbing up and down on my wife's vagina. The head belonged to Sandy, my wife's childhood friend who happens to be the most luscious female I've ever met. She's my wife's closest friend so I can rarely ever take a good appreciative male look at this unbelievable woman.

Sandy is slim, fit, hard-bodied, 35(C)x18x33 filling out 5 feet 6 inches of inherited soft and beautiful Spanish skin. Her eyes are forever changing and sparkle most of the time which holds her face in a constant smile or grin. Her hair is bleached blonde and is the color of sunshine.

Jean, my wife is 31(A)x22x38 of white softness. She fills out 5-feet 9-inches of smooth Serbian skin the color of alabaster in a small breasted, delightfully narrow-waisted, wide hipped, lush body. Jean's styled strawberry blond hair, and flashing brown eyes, and a big smile, are usually what one notices first about her. The second is definitely her large ass. Her figure is truly a classic mother form except she is long waisted; meaning her torso is longer than most women. She has beautiful facial features, all melding together to be sexy and mysterious. Jean's face is so interesting that it is hard to just look at her. She seems friendly and outgoing at first blush.

It was long after midnight, and in my haste to get into bed with my wife, I was slow to comprehend that my wife and her friend Sandy were making love like two old friends and not like they were first time lovers. It didn't take long that night for me to realize that they were not sexual strangers.

I was, consequently, ready to join Jean and Sandy in the sex that was happening in my bed as soon as I recovered from discovering that it was occurring.

Laying naked on her back on our bed Jean was bent forward facing me looking over Sandy's back as I stood there. Jean's shoulders were propped up against the pillows and the headboard. Her ankles were tucked behind her ears and her thighs were locked behind her upper arms. Her mouth was wide open as if in a silent scream of ecstasy as Sandy bent over her. I smiled back when Jean smiled at me and blew me a kiss. All through my arrival, Sandy appeared to be ravishing Jean from her ass to her clit while leaning her elbows on the mattress just at Jean's butt as Sandy was leaning onto the bed from the side.

Sandy's ass was pointed to the ceiling and was directly in front of me when I came around the corner. Her white tan lines swept roundly across her ass where they disappeared between her ass cheeks and between her labia which were fully exposed between her thighs. I leaned forward and touched my face to her ass cheeks just where the tan lines disappeared between her cheeks and began kissing her butt all over. I spread her cheeks with my thumbs and licked leaving a slimy slippery saliva trail from her clit up past and around her ass hole. I returned to lick her ass with a full pressure assault. I licked her, rimmed her with kisses and swirled my tongue around and around. I applied pressure with the tip of my thumb against the opening of her ass. When she felt that, she seemed to relax and her butt felt ready for mounting.

I began licking her vagina as firmly as I could with my tongue buried deep between her labia. She began to hump her hips against my hands and mouth. At first, I couldn't get their rhythm but figured it out and just went with Jean and Sandy.

I was able to relive a wet dream I had been having since when I'd first met Sandy. I was emotionally moved to be eating the cunt of the prettiest woman I had ever met. She was raking my face with her crotch at a fierce pace, and I had to catch mini-breaths to get enough air, but it was the best face fucking of my life.

When Sandy realized that I was there, she was delighted because she had wanted for months to see for herself what it was that Jean had told her about my balls being large enough to control with her mouth. She also wanted to see if my tongue was really a lot longer like Jean had reported to her.

Sandy was an enigma to me because she was so beautiful and smart that I always expected her to be aloof and snobbish. Her background was that of poorly paid school teachers and education administrators, and her own large student loans. She had been able through long hours and smart work habits to break from the family life cycle of low earnings.

With three MA degrees, one each in accounting, business management, and economics, she was a consultant for investment businesses and clients all over the world because of her unique understanding of finances, investing and taxes.

She had always had boyfriends who usually seemed somewhat slower than her. I had liked most of them, but she didn't have smart tastes where love was concerned. She would 'be with' a guy for a few months, and then in a few months, there would be someone else.

Jean and I had imagined and considered what we could do to assist her in settling down, but nothing or anyone ever seemed to have a long-term meaning in her life, except for Jean.

When I saw her so comfortably eating out Jean's crotch that night I realized that Sandy preferred women over men. She was a lesbian? Maybe she was bisexual instead? Hell, maybe she and Jean were the same; exhibitionistic, bisexual, lesbians?

Sandy definitely liked my oral ministrations, and she acknowledged the good feelings from my tongue cleaning and caressing her entire pubic area. She was busy eating Jean and had succeeded in pushing Jean to multiple orgasms punctuated by loud moaning and crying out.