Playtime! (part 2)

I message my consent to Kyle. I have decided to play with just us four. I think five will be too overwhelming, and I really want to taste and have time with the woman. I am a novice at licking a pussy, and have never touched a clit but my own, but I can feel my mouth watering at the prospect.

Kyle lets me know that he is in town on Thursday, so we will all be meeting at his hotel on Thursday evening. Jackie and Rick will meet us in the bar.

When Thursday arrives, I dress carefully, skillfully apply my makeup. I don’t want to look like a whore, but do want to look sensuous. Red heels complete my outfit of short, tight black skirt and red blouse with a plunging neckline.

As 7 pm arrives, so do I. Continue reading “Playtime! (part 2)”

Playtime!

“hello. would you want to play with another couple? you me and a couple?” read the message.

“Hmm,” I replied. “Never done that before. It sounds interesting.”

“would you be interested then? interested in female to female or just swap males? ” he responds.

“well I’ve never done female to female before but am interested to try” is my answer.

Originally, I had met Kyle through an ad for a massage. Massage, yeah, right. We both knew what that meant. He was offering massages for both men and women, and I have been on the lookout for a third for my boyfriend Jon and me. Kyle described himself as older but good looking, and he certainly was. Quite handsome, as a matter of fact. Since he was from out of town, there was also little chance that we would cross paths in our big little town. Kyle is also quite bi. I had a fabulous scenario of having him fuck my boyfriend in the ass next time he was in town. I would direct the action, and enjoy the results. But it looks like a different scenario might play out.

The only question is, do I ask for Jon to play as well, or just enjoy myself for a night out? We have an open relationship, so it’s not a problem.

Either way, I win! 🙂

 

Touch yourself

Touch yourself. Let me watch. Let me see you take yourself over the edge. What will you feel? Harder, softer? What could be more intimate than you showing me your deepest arousal? I turn on watching you move faster, then faster still. Racing toward the edge, I watch and your hands and fingers know where to move, caress, hold, then power on. Hand gripping, sliding, fingers in motion. Show me yourself, open it! Let me share in your climax, pulsing, your moan.

Then let me lick you clean.