Chapter 2 - Christine's experience
Meanwhile, over at Christine's house, her nerves went crazy. No child was in her house for the first time in almost a year. It was eerily quiet. When the front door opened, the reality of the upcoming night became overwhelming. She slid into the bathroom to calm herself. The act of washing was necessary to temper her mind.
As she exited, her husband Steve walked into the bedroom with Brian. The three of them stood in a circle holding hands while each talked through their desires and reservations. As they talked, the reservations lessened and the desires magnified. The more relaxed, or the more interested Steve became, the more excitement Christine felt.
They sat on the bed, turned off the lights, and lit some candles. To calm her nerves further, Christine asked if she could be blindfolded. Steve went to the dresser and pulled out a pile of blindfolds they sometimes used for their past fun. Christine slowed her breath as her eyes became useless under the blindfold.
The men's hands started rubbing up her arms before she yanked the blindfold off and stopped the activity. She didn't like the feeling of being watched. It was in no way comfortable. Steve got worried she was going to call it off until she articulated a better plan. She didn't want to be the object of everyone's stare. Instead, she wanted both men to be blindfolded so they couldn't see or judge what she wanted to do. This was contrary to everyone's previous expectations of a threesome.
The men complied and each put on their blindfold. Christine's breath immediately slowed again. She was in total control. As with her career, and as a mother, she wanted control. Her uneasiness was about losing control. Two men controlling her was not what she needed to regain her sexual mojo.
The men were kneeling in front of Christine on the bed. Now that neither could watch her, she pulled her husband's shirt over his head. She admired his youthful torso. He was strong, lean, and desirable. She missed that feeling.
She then knew she needed to include Brian. She also lifted off Brian's shirt. Without her husband's ability to watch, she felt less guilt about lusting after another man. Brian had always been a beautiful man. And they spent plenty of time at pools and beaches together. But he was never this close without his shirt. He sat silently as she visually took in his shape. He had magnificent biceps and shoulders. His kneeling posture was disciplined. She took several deep breaths without touching either of them further.
She then reached out with both hands and lightly touched their chests. Each breathed out of shock. She grabbed their pecks, rubbed their arms, and slithered her fingers through their hair. Again, knowing her husband wasn't watching gave her more freedom to explore her best friend's husband's body.
It was getting late, or at least late for her current life. But tonight wasn't about sleep. She could sleep in tomorrow without the demand of children. "Is everyone still sure?", she gave the men a single chance to stop. With affirmation, she unbuckled both of their pants and reached down into the unknown. Brian was fully erect. She was nervous about her husband until she also found his cock at full size.
Until this point they each kept their hands to their sides, awaiting instructions. Maintaining the blindfolds, she instructed both of them to remove their pants and return to a kneeling position. She was most pleased visually. Realizing that she was still clothed, she pulled her top up over her head and removed her bra. Only now did she remember that she was nursing and would need to pump before morning. But that was going to wait a bit longer. She also removed her bottoms and sat naked in front of two men; one was a friend. She grabbed their hands and brought them to her exposed breasts. They accepted the invitation and started exploring her body through touch. Her breasts felt sexy again. Their blindfolds hid her insecurities. She felt desired even though they couldn't see her. She leaned into Steve and kissed him while Brian continued to explore her with his hands. She was consumed by Steve's kiss until she felt Brian's fingers rubbing her clit. She pulled back and grabbed his hand.
The room got quiet, as the men felt something was wrong. Correctly they chose to sit quietly and await instructions. Contrary to their fear, Christine wasn't going to stop. She only wanted to control the situation again. She grabbed her husband's hand and placed it on her pussy. She wanted him to enter her first. She placed Brian's hand behind her head and went in for a kiss. She made out with her friend as he squeezed her engorged breasts, all the while her husband fingered her. The sensations were immense. Steve's fingers were perfect.
A small introductory orgasm made her quake as she pulled back again. Once fully composed with the room awaiting her wishes, she guided them up to sit on the edge of the bed. This time she leaned over and shoved Steve's cock into her mouth. Four hands were all over her back, head, and breasts as she blew her husband. She hadn't enjoyed giving head since she gave birth. It felt too utilitarian. Tonight it was a choice for fun. She owned both these men at her pace and for her pleasure. Their absence of sight enhanced her control and removed shame.
After a few minutes, she decided to cross the line fully and she moved over to Brian. In one quick motion, she pulled Steve out of her mouth and inserted Brian's cock. She thought it would be more strange than it was. It tasted good. It felt right. She was blowing a second cock in her bed and it was fun.
Steve in no way wanted to take the power away from Christine but he also wanted to get his wife off. Sensing what she was doing, he pulled Christine up on the bed and onto her back. He then, skillfully as a telepathic blind man, pushed Brian by his shoulder, moving him toward Christine's head. Steve dropped down, found her wet pussy with his mouth, and lightly caressed all of her folds with his tongue. With her last remaining mental clarity, she pulled Brian into position to blow him from the side while being eaten out. For all those times they talked through this fantasy, she was finally actually experiencing two men. Her body reached the first wave of full ecstasy from oral while also having a stiff cock in her mouth. It was amazing.
This first night she didn't open their eyes. Nor did she fuck Brian. But Steve did fuck her. He eventually flipped her over onto her knees and started fucking her from behind. She continued to blow Brian in a spit-roast configuration until she knew he was going to come. She didn't want him to come in her mouth so she pulled him up and jacked him off on her back. The warmth of cum was all it took to send her over the edge as she orgasmed while her husband was fucking her. This was not their normal experience, nor even a sequence she had imagined. Yet it was amazing. As she was coming, her husband shot hard into her. She felt the warmth on her back and in her pussy at the same time.
When they were all spent, she told them to join her in the shower and told them to remove their blindfold in ten seconds. They complied as they heard the water start. The men checked in with each other and all was good. With affirmation from Steve, Brian joined them in the shower for some close post-sex hugging.
Christine was sandwiched between the two men while they talked about the experience. Her husband trusted Brian completely. Brian assured Christine of his complete support for their marriage. He also expressed how grateful he is for such friendships capable of this trust and intimacy.
Christine shared her insecurities and talked about how great the blindfolds were for her enjoyment. In quiet coordination, the men pulled back and pressed her against the wall. The hot water and vapor were so sensual. The men intentionally admired Christine's body visually. She felt great and totally believed that their desires were sincere and real. The pre-mother woman was still alive.
