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Wifes 1st time with a girl while hubby watches (True story)

Making someone else’s fantasies come true can be even better than doing something for yourself!

I’m Stephanie, and my husband’s name is Carl. He had always wanted to see me with another woman, and as part of his 30th birthday present I agreed to make his fantasy come true, even though I’d never been with a woman. Carl agreed that he would just watch and not join in, saying it was sexier anyway.

I didn’t really know where to start and I certainly didn’t want to involve someone that we knew, so I went online and started looking up information. I quickly found that the best way would be to sign up to an online swingers site like redhotpie.com and see if we could hook up with someone that way, so I signed up and filled out our profiles, uploading some photos of us and saying that we were a couple looking for a woman to fulfil a fantasy.

To my surprise we got contacted right away by people in our area who wanted to PM or video chat with us. I spoke to a few of them, but nothing really came of it, and then I got a message from a woman named Denise. We messaged for a while and she seemed friendly and funny, so I worked up the courage and asked her if she wanted to privately chat over webcam. She said yes instantly.

I turned on our webcam and there she was! She was as nice-looking as she was in her profile picture (you can never tell with these things). Surprisingly, her first words were “Oh my God, you’re so pretty!”, showing that she’d been thinking the same thing.

We talked and giggled for a bit, then Denise asked me about exactly what I was hoping for. I told her that as a present for my husband I was looking to fulfil one of his fantasies, and that I’d never done anything with a woman before.

“Ooh, I love first-timers,” she said mischievously, winking at me.

I chatted with her a few more times just to be sure, but in my heart I’d already decided; Denise was the one.

We set a time and date; I booked a hotel room and arranged for Denise to meet us in the hotel bar for a drink first, thinking that we could still back out if she wasn’t as nice and normal as she seemed. She wasn’t there when we arrived, so we ordered a bottle of Chardonnay and sat down at a secluded table, looking up nervously whenever the door opened.lesbian swingers

After about ten minutes, there she was, and from the look on Carl’s face, I knew that Denise was the right choice. Where as I was quite short and curvy, Denise was tall and skinny, with long legs and small boobs. Her dyed-red hair was a short mop of curls, she wore heavy black eye makeup and there was a tattoo on her upper arm. I knew all of this would make a sexy contrast to my looks and the way I dressed.

She wasn’t shy either, walking straight up to us and saying “Hello, gorgeous!” with a big grin on her face. She kissed us both on the cheek in a friendly fashion, and I shivered at the brush of her lips as she lingered slightly.

“Let’s have a drink,” Carl suggested, knowing I was nervous.

We sat down and chatted. Denise was good company and the wine was lovely. I felt myself relaxing. In fact, I began to be eager to get on to the main event of the evening. Just then, a foot slid slowly and caressingly up my calf underneath the table. Denise was feeling the same way.

“Let’s move this upstairs,” Carl said.

The hotel room had a king-sized bed and a chair in one corner. Carl sat down in the chair and I was left standing in the middle of the room, feeling awkward. Denise walked over to me and softly brushed my hair away from my face, her fingertips just grazing my skin. She did it again, letting my curls flow through her fingers. It felt friendly and soothing, like something a friend or a sister would do, and I relaxed, closing my eyes and leaning into her hand.

“That’s good,” she said softly. “Keep them closed.”

I obeyed. The only sound in the room was the breathing of Carl and Denise. I smelled her perfume in the air, something strong and daring. Then her hands were on either side of my head, cradling it, and her lips met mine gently. They were soft and full, her smooth skin brushing against mine; it was so different from kissing a man! Feeling daring, I parted my lips slightly, and let my tongue taste her lipstick. The tip of her tongue slid along my lips, returning the favour, then probed delicately inside. I opened my mouth and let her kiss me properly, our tongues sliding and swirling against each other erotically.

I kept my eyes closed as she slid my dress off my shoulders, letting it fall down to her waist, and undid the clasp of my bra, her fingers deft and quick unlike the clumsy fumbling of so many men.

“Such big, juicy tits,” I heard her say to Carl. “You lucky man.”

“She loves it when you play with them,” he replied.

“Try and stop me.” She didn’t lift and squeeze them as Carl would have done; instead she ran her fingertips over and around them in delicate spirals. My breath came quicker as the teasing, skating touch came closer and closer to my nipples before drawing away again. In truth, I’d never really liked having my naked nipples touched; it was always too much and not enjoyable. But now I wanted her hands on them more with every passing second.

Denise made me wait until I was almost gasping, then slid her hands underneath my heavy breasts and lifted them, gently squeezing them together. I felt her warm breath as she blew first on one, then the other, making them even harder. Then she didn’t suck hard as I expected her to do, the way men always think will turn you on; instead, she flickered her tongue lightly over them, batting at them almost playfully, like a cat with a toy. It sent pleasure all through me. I didn’t know it could feel like this; I was definitely going to give Carl some lessons when we were next alone!

I wanted her to feel the same pleasure I was feeling, so I lifted my hands and started caressing her breasts through her top. I’d never thought I’d be fondling another woman’s tits, but I tried to do the same thing to her as she was doing to me, rubbing my thumbs across her nipples until I could feel them coming hard through the fabric. Still nervous to look directly at her, I turned my head and opened my eyes to look at Carl. His eyes were fixed on us as we kissed and caressed each other’s tits, and the look on his face – and the bulge in his trousers! – told me everything I needed to know.

Denise’s hands left my breasts, slid down my back and pulled me close to her for another long, passionate kiss. After we broke apart, she whispered to me, “Ready to lie down on the bed?”

I nodded nervously and quickly stripped off my dress, stockings and shoes, leaving me in just my lacy knickers. Feeling stupid, I lay down on my back on the bed, my legs closed and my feet together.

Denise took her time getting undressed, peeling off each layer of clothing like she was unwrapping a present. I couldn’t take my eyes off her as her body was revealed, her small high breasts, pink nipples, the tattoo on her stomach just above her shaved cunt. She had no hair down there at all!

Completely naked, she lay down next to me on the bed, turning on her side to kiss me again. I let my fingers trail down her neck, her stomach, feeling all that softness in my bed next to me. She returned the favour with her lips and tongue, licking and kissing my body. When Carl did that he always seemed in a hurry to get where he wanted to be, but she lingered like it was as important as getting off, like she was enjoying every inch of my skin.

She settled between my legs, nudging them gently apart, and ran her fingers lightly over my lace-covered mound, smiling at the wetness she found there. Pulling my knickers down, she tossed them across the room to where Carl was sitting. He caught them one-handed, wrapped them around his fingers and started stroking himself. Knowing he was enjoying this just made me hotter.

Denise settled her body over mine, both of us naked, the full length of our smooth limbs nestled against each other. We kissed, running our hands over each other, writhing and twining our legs together. The motion brought our groins into contact, and I gasped as I felt the sensation of Denise’s cunt rubbing against mine. She shifted her weight to keep it up, spreading herself with one hand so that our clits could rub together. The friction was delicious, so was the feeling of my breasts pressing into hers, her hard nipples rubbing into my skin. Being with someone so close to me and yet so different was turning me on unbearably, and I gasped and pressed myself against her as I came. I could feel her body shaking too, and we came staring into each other’s eyes.

Carl was breathing loudly in his chair, and just from the sound I could tell he was close to coming too, but Denise wasn’t done yet. She scooted down and began unhurriedly licking the juices of my orgasm from my cunt, cleaning it with long strokes of her tongue. I moaned as the licking became more urgent, concentrating on my clit, swirling around it and strumming repeatedly with her talented tongue. After having to help so many men and give them instructions and faking it, it was amazing having someone who knew just how I wanted to be touched.

Slowly she shifted around, still licking my cunt, until she was upside down, her thighs on either side of my head. I strained upwards to reach her, no longer shy but desperate to do to her what she was doing to me, but she lowered herself unbearably slowly until finally I could reach her with my tongue. Her clit was smaller than mine but stood out clearly, and I lapped hungrily at it, trying to make her feel what I was feeling. Her thighs were starting to shake, and she added two fingers to her tongue on my clit, thrusting into my hot, wet cunt. I wanted to do the same thing to her, and she obligingly lowered her body so that I could penetrate her cunt with my tongue, tasting the sweet juices and the unbelievable heat inside.

We brought each other off to climax after climax, our faces pressed into each other’s cunts and our tongues working frantically. I loved that we could keep going after coming, if you know what I mean!

Eventually, our clits became too sensitive and she rolled off me, collapsing back on to the bed with a groan of satisfaction. Carl had wanked himself to orgasm too and was sitting in his chair with his head thrown back, a look of utter bliss on his face. I knew my birthday present to him had been an amazing success for both of us!

After a while, Denise got up, dressed and left. “Let me know if you ever want to play again,” were her parting words, playful and mischievous as ever.

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2 Responses to “Wifes 1st time with a girl while hubby watches (True story)”

  • Ralatel:

    This is something that I would do for my husband. I like the idea of him just sitting there and not joining in. I feel I would get really jealous if I saw him touch another girl. Im gonna get him to read this story and see If this is something he would be interested in. I think I know what his answer will be DUH!

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  • Angelfly:

    I think my husband wouldnt mind this scenario either

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