Goddess Wife Whore 05

I couldn't wait for the holiday party to introduce Wong to Jennifer. Unintentionally, Wilson came to the rescue by organizing Friday after-work drinks at a local bar. I told Jennifer to come an hour late; I had a hunch.

By the time Jennifer arrived at the bar, Wong had finished her third glass of wine and was visibly drunk, her small Asian body couldn't handle alcohol, she was smiling and laughing, something she never did at work. Even though she obviously wasn't my type, she was beautiful when she smiled.

I made sure to be standing close to Wong when Jennifer arrived. She wore a lovely very expensive dress that showed off her voluptuous melon-sized bosom and perfectly shaped legs. She walked up to me, and we kissed, I took her arm and walked her to Wong. Her Asian eyes widened when they landed on Jennifers gorgeous face. I don't think Wong once looked away from Jennifer for the rest of the night. She was too drunk to even care to hide how spellbound she was by the Nordic blonde goddess that is my wife. Well, that answered the question if Jennifer was her "type."

For the rest of the night Jennifer turned on the charm, she laughed, touched Wong's arm, moved close to Wong's ear and whispered something.

It was so obvious that Wilson came up to me and said in my ear, "You better get your wife out of here, I think Wong is about to down on your wife." I just smiled and thought to myself 'finger's crossed.'

It was late and I didn't think it was wise to get anything started that night. I had Jennifer say good night to her, Wong took Jennifer's hand in her own to shake goodnight, I thought for a moment she was going to kiss Jennifer's hand, and we left.

The following Monday Wong was noticeably nicer to me.

When I was alone with her, I said, "Jennifer would like to invite you over for dinner this Friday. Can you make it?"

Without any need to check her appointment book she replied, "Yes, I can."

Much later Wong told me that when I said Jennifer's name, "I got moist. I masturbated all weekend thinking about Jennifer. The entire week all I could think about was Friday and seeing your wife again."

I asked, "Did you think something other than dinner was going to happen?"

"God, I hoped so, prayed even," she giggled.

I told Jennifer to cook but look her best, the same dress she wore to the bar would be fine.

Wong had gone home and changed into a new outfit before she came over, and it was not appropriate attire at all. The dress showed off her small body, little tits, slim hips and small ass to good effect with three quarters of her shapely legs revealed. Wong worked out three times a week and had a tight body to show off.

Dinner was wonderful, lots of small talk, laughter and Wong was drunk by dessert. I suggested that we move to the living room. I told Jennifer to sit in one of our new expensive upholstered swivel chairs and Wong to sit in the opposite chair. Already I was telling both of them what to do.

"Wong, I know you can't take your eyes off my wife so let me show you what you are dying to see."

Slightly slurring her words, "Oh my God I'm so sorry..."

I cut her off, "It's fine, shut up and enjoy. Jennifer stand up."

As she did, I moved behind her and unzipped her dress from behind letting it fall the floor. Jennifer kicked it to the side.

Wong sat very still, only her eyeballs, almost completely shielded by her epicanthic folds, moved down and up again drinking in Jennifer's voluptuous body.

I thought, let's go the full Monty, Wong is on the hook, now it was time to reel her in.

I unclasped Jennifer's bra, she held out her arms to let the bra fall off her arms and onto the floor, then kicking them to one side with a high heeled foot. Hooking a finger on each side of panties, I lowered them to her ankles. She stepped, lifting one foot, then the other kicking them to the side. She was now standing naked only in her high heels and black thigh stocking, legs slightly apart, my all-time favorite look, her shaved pussy and magnificent breasts with their prominent nipples pointed straight out.

Wong said, "Oh my God, you're more beautiful than I imagined. And I did a lot of imagining."

"I bet you did Wong," I said calling her by last name for the first but not last time.

Still standing behind Jennifer I reached around her body and using my two fingertips I parted her vulva to give this dyke a look at the prize.

"Get over her on your knees and take a close look."

Wong did as she told, she was on the floor and in three quick knee steps she was in front of Jennifer looking up at her 5'9" frame, taller in her fuck me heels.

Wong looked like a little girl compared to my wife's womanly curved figure.

"Do you want to lick Jennifer's pussy Wong?"

In almost a whisper she said, "Yes, I do, badly."

"Then ask for it, say may I lick your wife's pussy sir."

Without hesitation she said, "My I lick your wife's pussy sir?"

Now to reel her, "Yes, Wong you may lick my wife's pussy."

I took my fingers away from Jennifer's cunt. Wong moved forward a few inches, leaned her head back, straightened her back and just barely reached Jennifer's vulva with her tongue. She only touched Jennifer with her tongue.

Jennifer let out a low moan, she later said, "She touched my clit and labia lips lightly with the tip of her tongue. Girls really do eat out girls differently. You guys are such brutes, right away munching on pussy like a meal."

I saw that Jennifer swayed a bit under Wong's attention. I pulled her back and had her sit in the chair with her cunt well over the edge of the cushion. Wong followed on her hands and knees, like a dog after its master. When she reached Jennifer again, she placed both her hands on Jennifer's legs and pushed her mouth forward deep into my wife's snatch. She certainly looked to me as if she was eating a meal.

I kneeled behind Jennifer and massaged her D cup breasts between my hands. Pinching her nipples and pulling them away from her body. I nibbled on her neck, stuck my tongue in her ear, roughly grabbed a fistful of her hair, pulled her face towards me and kissed her deeply.

Wong was evidently doing a good job. Jennifer was moaning, taking short breaths, running her fingers through Wong's long black hair. Wong then inserted one finger, then two, then three and slowly at first, picking up speed with more digits inserted, she lowered her mouth again to Jennifer's clit while finger fucking her.

It didn't take long for Jennifer to have a thrashing, full body spasm, screaming orgasm.

Later she said, "She was doing something amazing to my pussy then with you on my tits, it was an orgasm for the ages." I like that my wife gets all poetic after she is double teamed by her husband and his dyke boss.

When Jennifer returned to earth, from behind I put my arms under her arm pits and lifted her up. Reluctantly Wong got out of the way.

"Follow us to our bedroom, I've got to fuck my wife."

I practically carried Jennifer to the bedroom while Wong silently followed. I placed my wife on the bed as I undressed. Wong stood in the doorway, looking in.

"Take off your clothes off and come sit on the edge of the bed while I fuck my wife."

Again, Wong did just as she was told, without comment or hesitation. She really was caught in our web, just to change metaphors. She took off her clothes and was naked sitting next to us, giving me a first look at her small, tight body. It had very little fat and her skin was clear and tight, overall, much younger looking than her years.

As soon as my cock was freed from my shorts it was hard. I noticed Wong take it in, with what I thought was an approving look. Jennifer was wet, and I sheathed it with one swift push. Jennifer let out a loud moan.

Wong sat next to her on the bed. I think she is seeking permission to touch Jennifer again.

So, I gave it to her, "Wong you can touch any part of her body."

Without a word, or looking at me, while I pumped my cock into my wife's cunt, Wong buried her face into Jennifer's large bosom. She fondled those two beauties like only another woman can fondle breast. Jennifer later confirmed that it was different than the way any man played with her tits.

Again, the contrast between Jennifer's relatively large body and Wong's small one was visually awesome. Wong deeply kissed Jennifer on the mouth, running her fingers through her long blonde hair, Wong's black hair intermingled with Jennifer's blonde strands.

I thought that it was time to show Wong what the payment was going to be to get her tongue and hands on my wife's pin the needle ten body.

When I was close to coming, I pulled out my cock, grabbed Wong's left hand and pulled it to my cock. With my hand over hers I had her jerk me off. She surprised me by quickly pulling my hand off hers bringing her face down to my cock and spitting. Then she took my cock in her mouth and expertly sucked me off. Then holding my cock in her hand worked it back and forth over Jennifer's clit, jerked me off, the put it back in her mouth, very skillfully and enthusiastically for an alleged lesbian.

I lasted perhaps a minute with Wong skillful hand and mouth. "I'm going to cum," I warned her.

She continued to pump my cock as I shot my load up and onto Jennifer's body. Wong with her fingers squeezed out my last drop of semen, then she spread my seed over my wife's body.

It was official, my wife and I had our first threesome, and I liked it. Surprising, right?

After some time to catch our breaths and fetch some refreshments from the kitchen, I said to Wong, "Tell us everything Wong."

She was married to Chinese guy when she twenty, mainly to please her parents. She had been with plenty of guys before him, Asian guys, white guys, and one black guy. She confirmed the black guy had the biggest cock, and that the white guys varied a lot and the Asian guys the smallest. She had sex early; she was the first of her friends to get fucked. Yes, she thought about girls, got wet looking at girls but never had the chance or the nerve until she was twenty-two when an older woman at her job seduced her. She was sure then that she preferred women. She divorced her husband, but the older woman relationship did not last. Then she met another woman but that ended several years ago. She has been in threesomes with another woman and guy, two other women and even two guys. We discovered that Wong has had sex with more men and women than Jennifer and I put together.

Giggling, she always giggles when talking about sex, she said, "My ex said that I'm oversexed. I think that's why I'm such a bitch at work. I haven't been fucked enough."

"Is there such a thing as "oversexed? I don't think there is," I added.

As we soon learned, my wife and I were only a nine out of ten on the sex obsessed scale, Wong's dial was set to eleven 24/7.

When rested and refreshed, I thought Wong deserved a reward.

"Jennifer you are going to eat pussy. Wong, I want you to teach Jennifer on all the secret lesbian techniques to eat out a woman. Lesson, one begins now."

Wong giggled again, "Yes sir."

Wong didn't need to be told what the deal was; she's smart. In my house, in my bedroom, I'm the boss. If she wanted to keep laying her hands and tongue onto Jennifer's big breasted, white, curvy body she needed to keep me happy.

Wong sat with her back against the headboard, with Jennifer on her stomach between her widespread legs. She stroked my wife's head as Jennifer began to explore Wong's cunt with her mouth.

Wong gave her words of encouragement, and some direction, "Oh yes, right there, back and forth over my clit, just like that..." and so on.

"I did to her what she had done to me. Lesson by example is the best kind of instruction," Jennifer added, "I didn't know at first if I would enjoy going down on a woman. As it turns out I like it."

To help with her lesson by making it harder to concentrate, I put a pillow under hips, gabbed some lube for my cock and worked it into her asshole, her loud scream as I entered her ass was muffled because her face was deep in Wong's cunt. I ejaculated deep in her ass before she made Wong orgasm. When it arrived, it was violent; her body twisted and turned back and forth as the muscles in her body contracted for what seemed to be at least one minute, maybe longer, interspersed with loud screams and groans.

When they both returned to planet Earth I said, "So how did she do? Did she pass her first exam?"

They both laughed, Wong said, "Yeah not bad, but she will have to practice lots more to get to expert level. You know practice makes perfect and all that."

It was very late; I told Wong to sleep in our guest room. The next morning, she made us breakfast.

We talked. She had to leave by one, she had plans to visit her parents that afternoon, she's a good Chinese girl, but I had a request before she left. I wanted a two-girl blowjob. It's every guy's fantasy, as documented by the number of two girl one guy scenes in porn. At that point I wasn't sure if this threesome was a one and done so I wanted to check it off my bucket list before she left.

Wong said," Of course, whatever you want. Snuggled up next to Jennifer sucking cock is my idea of heaven."

Their two faces, both gorgeous and very different, one Asian the other northern European, a virtual United Nations between my legs. Jennifer with my cock in her mouth and Wong with a ball in hers was as exciting as I expected to be. Two mouths working my cock and balls is a life changing experience, how could I ever go back to one mouth and two hands?

Wong, when not sucking on one of my balls, would work my cock deep down her throat, shake her head a bit back and forth and swallow my cock even deeper till her nose rested on my belly.

Jennifer noticed and commented "How do you do that? Why the hell do you suck dick better than me? Now you're going to have to teach me to suck dick as well."

Wong proceeded to help Jennifer with taking my cock deeper into her throat.

Wong pushed the back of her head with one hand and said, "Shake your head back and forth."

A self-described lesbian was teaching my wife the proper technique to deep throat dick. This was now well beyond my wildest fantasy of how this thing was going to pan out.

While my cock was deep in Jennifer's throat I dropped my now much reduced load. Wong had a ball in her mouth. Check that off the bucket list.

Before she left, Wong asked, if she could return another time and cook us a dinner, "I'm an excellent Chinese cook. You guys like Chinese food, right?

I said, "Well I do now," I joked.

Wong smiled.

"Of course. How's next Saturday?"

"Perfect."

I didn't bother to check if it was OK with my wife. After all she's my whore as well as my wife.

After Wong left, during our debriefing that afternoon, she confirmed how much she liked that I took charge with Wong and told her it was OK to return.

"Did you enjoy the sex?

She said, "I enjoy it when you take charge of me. That you're my master and I am your slave. I guess with Wong you have a harem now."

"You know your right; I'm an Arab slave trader and you both are my slaves. But you'll always be my number one slave."

Jennifer smiled, "You know I think you're getting darker by the day."

"Wait, my skin or my mind?"

"Both."

On Monday at work Wong took me aside and said, "Here is XX, a new client," handing me a pile of papers, "there're yours. They're going to bill big, but it's also a lot of work. Just send me half of it to do and at five go home and have dinner every night with your lovely wife. I'll take care of the rest."

I told her the truth, "Sounds good to me."

The pattern had been set; I'd get choice assignments and Wong would do half the work. She was a great lawyer and a workhorse. My wife's beauty had paid off again but not with income but with time, status and sex.

That night I told Jennifer that we were not to have sex all week. I wanted the both of us to be in the sex starved red zone when our Chinese meal arrived on Saturday, "And I'm not talking about food."

"All week without fucking! I'm horny already. I don't know if I can hold out all week. I may start to fuck doorknobs," Jennifer said only half in jest.

"Hands north of your crotch all week, except to clean yourself. I may have to shower with you to see there is no cheating. Masters of own domain and all that."

"You're the one that is going to have a tougher time, you're the sex fiend," she said in all seriousness.

Yeah, she's right. It was brutal but worth it.

Saturday afternoon a food delivery was made along with some kitchen utensils of the Asian persuasion. Wong arrived shortly thereafter with a small bag. We would find out soon enough what she had brought.

I'm not a huge fan of Chinese food but the meal Wong cooked us had little to do with the slop that most "Chinese" restaurants dish out. It was fantastic. I wouldn't spend any time describing it because this is not food porn.

After drinking, food, dessert, and more drinks, the three of us moved into our bedroom. Wong brought her bag. Both sat on the bed, I sat in an easy chair I had placed in front of the bed for my viewing pleasure.

"Listen Wong, I'm going to watch. I want you to fuck my wife the way you normally would a woman when her husband isn't sitting in the room. Pretend that I'm not here. I am going to sit in the corner and watch. Jennifer is just another conquest to carve on your strap on belt. You have a strap-on belt I assume?"

Wong smiled and walked over to her bag, "You assume correctly," then proceeded to pull out a wide black belt strap-on outfitted with a purple textured shaft six-inch dildo.

"Very nice. Now give me a lesbian scene I can jerk off to."

Wong looked at Jennifer and said, "My pleasure."

I wanted Wong to mainline Jennifer, get her hooked like a junkie to heroin. I, of course, wanted pay-back for the drug that is my wife and whore. I never imagined just how much of a premium she was willing to pay.

Fade up from black. Wong kneeled on the bed over Jennifer's still fully clothed body, grabbed a fistful of blonde hair in her fist, pulled her face toward hers and kissed her deeply on the mouth for a long time.

Wong slowly moved her hands over Jennifer's body, feeling her up through her clothes. Then she took off my wife's dress and bra to have access to her breasts. Wong spent a good deal of time working her mouth from one breast to the other, her free hand occasionally going between Jennifer's legs and lightly rubbing through her panties. Everything was at a leisurely pace, deliberately with great care. I must admit I would have been pounding my cock into my wife by now, while Wong was still kissing, sucking, fondling Jennifer's big, gorgeous breasts. Finally, Wong had Jennifer lift her ass off the bed to slip her panties down her thighs and off her body. Wong then, still fully dressed, lowered her mouth to Jennifer's vulva and began to work her magic on my wife's clit and labia lips. She worked her mouth slowly over my wife's sex for a good long time but didn't bring her to orgasm.

Wong took off one piece of clothing, went back to work between Jennifer's legs, then stopped and took off another until she was naked.

Jennifer was moaning continuously.

Wong then flipped her tiny body around and lowered her pussy onto Jennifer's face. Wong started moaning. The stereo female moans were all I needed to play five on one. Wong's short, small hipped and ass on top of Jennifer's Viking body was visually awesome.

The soundtrack was great as well, Wong started to practically shout commands, "Oh yeah stick your tongue in my pussy. Fuck my pussy with your tongue. That's it you beautiful bitch. Fuck me with your tongue damn it."

Wong revealed her dominant voice more and more as they continued fucking. Later Wong said, "Yeah, I like being the Dom. My X didn't go for it; she didn't like it. But I love dominating girls. Especially a big, beautiful women like Jennifer. It's been my fantasy for as long as I can remember."