I'm woken by movement beside me, through squinting, sleepy, eyes I see Sheila on top of Paula enjoying a pre breakfast 69. I smile, I'm always turned on watching my wife eat out another woman. Fully awake, listening to the slurping, the moaning, my right hand is slowly massaging my morning wood; my wife's awesome ass writhing, wiggling in the air, beckoning me, I can't resist, I move behind her for a doggy style fuck. Paula's fingers grasp my tool before I get aligned to jab into Sheila, she tugs my member down and licks my underside following the sensitive nerves along the sperm tube, as she tenderly rolls my testicles. She may not have any lesbian experience, but she certainly has cock expertise; Paula tucks my penis into Sheila's pussy, tongue teasing us both, her palm cradling my balls, her forefinger presses past my sphincter and adeptly massages my prostate, demonstrating her prowess.
Paula cums first, from Sheila's talented tongue; at this juncture, I impale Sheila's tight anus... a few unhurried deep strokes before Sheila's turbulent twerking takes over, she quickly makes me ejaculate, triggering her orgasm. I roll off, arms outstretched, satiated. Paula greedily cleans my jism from both our genitals as we lie basking in the euphoria of this alluring, wanton woman.
We shower, leisurely, playfully, then go to a waffle restaurant for breakfast.
After ordering, Paula lifts her coffee cup, "I pondered for weeks, whether to file for a divorce." She takes sip, "Your adeptness to give me such intense orgasms has renewed my craving for sex." Another sip, her sultry eyes adding emotion to her words." My toys will no longer quench this thirst, nor can I wait for Gerard to be out of town to seek the gratification necessary to satisfy my increased, insatiable libido." She stares at me, smiles, "You've awakened a ravenous beast, Sheila."
Sheila's eyes sparkle, "Paula, you're welcome to stay with us," Sheila takes her hand. "Until you get everything sorted out, a new place, or until Gerard moves out and your divorce is settled." I bite my lower lip seductively, "Hell, I'd prefer you move in with us long term." Looking to Henry, he nods.
Placing her other hand over Paula's, caressing her fingers, "Would you be open to a polyamorous relationship, you could be our live-in promiscuous, licentious, mistress." Paula blushes, her eyes widen, as does her smile.
"I would like that," a girlish lilt in her voice, "yes... however I think you two should discuss it and if you are both in agreement; let me know." Paula is obviously ecstatic at the offer,
Henry reaches across and covers both our hands. "Paula, we don't need to discuss it, Sheila offered, I concur."
Sheila speaks, "Paula, you must adhere to my promiscuity," her voice adamant "I bring students home for sex, usually 2 or more a month, some I share, some I do not. I am the alpha, dominant in our relationship, Henry accepts this, you must also. It is how I live my life; I will not adapt."
"Mmmm, sounds delicious." Paula wriggles her eyebrows. The server arrives with our waffles.
Paula has an ear-to-ear grin, "Well, what now? Should I go home, I'd prefer to start this new chapter immediately, go by my place and get my personal toiletries, and some clothes." She takes a bite.
"Let's get started, we'll swing by your place to get some items." Sheila winks.
We are at Paula's she has a few clothes in an open suitcase on the bed and is packing toiletry items in her bathroom.
"Sheila" I whisper in her ear. "Let's give her a memorable experience on her marital bed." I hug my wife; fingers squeeze her tit; I kiss her lightly on the lips.
Paula enters the room, Sheila abruptly pushes the suitcase on the floor, spilling the contents.
"What the fuck?" Paula stares at her, confused.
Sheila, staring defiantly, grabs the small bag of toiletries from her and tosses it on the floor as well.
"Strip Paula," In a loud, firm voice, "slowly, sensuously, seductively, show us your sexiest, sultry, striptease."
Paula's eyes light up, she flips her hair, rotates and gyrates her hips like a hula dancer, her hands clasp above her head, she swivels as belly dancer, and thrusts like a pole dancer, she's beaming. She cups her breasts, licks her lips, twisting, writhing, runs her fingers down her sides, bends over touching her ankles, wriggles her ass towards us. As she stands, gliding her hands up her legs, lifting the hem, her fingers stop as they reach her crotch gap. She maintains eye contact, hidden by the fabric, but it's obvious she is teasing her labia. Letting the dress hem fall, her fingers go to her mouth, sensuously, seductively licking, slurping the slick pussy juice-soaked digits. Her hand goes to her zipper and very slowly, intermittently, jerks it down.
When her zipper is open, her hand pushes one side off her shoulder, then the other. She twirls, kicks off her sandals, holding the fabric with her left hand, just above her cleavage, so it doesn't fall to expose her tits. Gliding her fingers across her bosom, she tweaks and tickles, until her nipples become erect. She exposes one tit, twisting her dark, hard, 1", elongated nipple; she lifts a boob, tipping her head down she swirls the erect nipple with her tongue, the wet protrusion reflecting sunlight, she flicks it with her tongue, then tenderly sucks it between her lips.
Rolling both nipples between her thumb and forefinger, she closes her eyes and moans. As she spins away, the fabric drops.
My boner is straining for freedom, I'm sure the effective, slutty dance, must be similarly arousing for Sheila.
All this time she has maintained eye contact, gazing provocatively at Sheila. She's presently standing, unabashed, in her naked glory; we're viewing her backside, firm, round ass cheeks, stunning, smooth, tanned, skin, a model's sensational figure. She wiggles her bare behind, bending forward, holding her ankles she widens her leg stance.
Paula reaches back and spanks herself, while giving us a teasing, seductive, sly smile, from under her boobs, between parted legs, her hair on the floor.
Standing, she turns to face us, one arm and hand across her chest, the other covering her crotch, smiling broadly, she quickly switches hands, revealing a fleeting glimpse of her pussy and tits, her hands returning, covering the puffy mound, only a few strands of pubes are visible.
Sloth like she roams her fingers lower, along her sculpted legs until she's again holding her ankles, then bending her knees outward to squat. Widening her knees, her hands slide up, one remains between her thighs, covering her vulva, the other squeezes a tit, as if milking it, stretching the already long protrusion.
Her fingertips separate the glistening, brown edged labia lips, displaying her red inner surface, a lingering caress of both smooth, slick surfaces by forefingers while sensuously staring seductively at Sheila. We've averted eye contact; we're riveted to the enticing genitilia displayed before us.
Her forefinger runs the from perineum to clit, as her middle finger dips in, thumb circles her clitoris... both fingers disappear, our eyes riveted to her fingers sliding in and out, creating squishing sounds in her twat, she flips her long black hair ahead, bowing her head, to hide the erotic action... a loud, lubricious moan.
She rises, thrusting her hips forward, removing her fingers, her hand smears the pussy juice over her silky pubes, her head falls back, hands slide up, across her abdomen, both cupping, clutching her breasts as she turns; looking back over her shoulder she licks her lips and blows us a kiss.
I feel an intense electricity throughout my whole body. I'm sure Henry is feeling the same effect. "Damn girl." I look lustfully at her, "I am super aroused, that was wild, wicked, were you a professional stripper?" I'm hastily removing my clothes.
I glance at Henry; he has dropped his jeans and is tugging on his hard dick.
Paula flops back onto the bed, "My gawd, that made me so horny; fuck me," spreading her legs high and wide, twisting her extra-long nipples. "That was so erotic, I've never stripped before."
Henry moves in front of Paula, his arms under her knees, lifts her legs, shoulders hold them wide, his hands grip her waist, he tugs her to the edge of the bed, maneuvers his stiff shaft between her labia getting it lubed with her secretions and rubs her clit with his bulbous knob.
