A few days passed and he could not get the idea of a tryst with his wife, Blue, and him out of his mind. At night, he had wet dreams of entwined bodies slick with sweat and cum, and while awake, he kept a constant erection; daydreaming of hard nipples, soft tits, wet pussies, and willing mouths.
The next time he saw Blue's name pop up on his computer as online and "available," he became nervously excited. He eased her into a routine chat that soon turned, as always, to erotic words of sex. She was witty and creative and always seemed to enjoy arousing his mind and his penis with her spicy flirtations. The screen returned with words that talked of how she was half undressed with her hands brushing over her nipples making them hard for him. His reply was somewhat out of context with her chat, but right in tune with his thoughts. "Speaking of those luscious nipples...we want you to visit us so we can see them up close."
Blue was sitting at her PC, smiling wickedly as she entered the blatantly sexual text into the chat box. She always got a thrill from teasing him with her naughty thoughts and telling him the descriptive details of how she stroked her body while they chatted. Sometimes, the chat got especially hot and they would mutually masturbate across the miles and tell each other exactly how and what they were doing. She loved the idea of him leaning back in his chair, his hands frantically pumping his hard dick, and reading her nasty words until he shoots his stream of come into the air. She had had some dramatic orgasms herself during these sessions. Sometimes she used one hand to furiously rub her clit till she came or sometimes she would work her favorite vibrator over her clit and up her cunt while she read and replied to his dirty descriptions.
Lately, their chat had taken a different turn. He had begun to talk of his wife, giving intimate details of their lovemaking episodes and describing her body to Blue. He also talked of his wife's secret fantasies of having sex with a woman. Blue found this chat strangely exciting and encouraged it, especially the details of his wife's desires to suck another woman's breasts. He said she was very oral and that they regularly used a fantasy of his wife sucking on female "titties," as he called them, to heighten their sex life. Blue too harbored fantasies of having sex with a woman but had never had the chance to experience it, other than the brief, curious, youthful petting of a fellow cheerleader as a teen. The memory of the feel of the girl's soft breasts and juicy pussy had never left her over the years.
A few seconds passed. ..."we want you to visit us..." the text read. Funny how a few simple words can initiate so much imagery in the human mind. Blue involuntarily gasped and her heart began to race. She felt an extra tingle down her spine, which escaped out through her nipples jutting against the satin of her nightgown and reverberated throughout her already wet pussy. She reached her hand under the gown and brushed her fingers across her swollen clit without thinking. She couldn't think of what she was doing because her thoughts were suddenly swept to a place miles away where a female stranger sucked gently on her nipples. Her pussy became like a fountain, wet and flowing, responding to the dream scene in her mind. Dazed, she brought her fingers to her mouth and lazily sucked her own juices.
"Blue... are you there?," the new line of chat read. Blue snapped out of her trance and entered the line: "I want to come." She laughed when she realized the blunt truth she had just keyed. Then entered: ..."to see you...and your wife."
Plans were made for her visit the following week. The morning of the big day arrived but he had not yet told his wife what he had arranged. How would she react? Would she really go through with it or was that talk of making it with another woman just the lustful results of some fantastic sex?
