Hey guys and girls!
I'm glad some people really enjoyed the first part of my description of what happened between my gf, me and a guy she met at the club. So, I decided to follow up on my account with the second part.
But maybe let's start with a little recap. My gf and I had played around with the idea of introducing other people into our sex life for a while. It had remained a fantasy for the most part, except for one time when she had a one night stand with a guy while being away for a few months.
Recently she had been reviving the thought, introducing the fantasy into our dirty and talk and last weekend, well...it happened. We had gone and I had given her permission to explore her wild side if she wanted to and she had indeed met a guy she found really attractive and after dancing together and getting closer they had started kissing on the dancefloor. It was the first time I had seen my gf being intimate with someone else and it was an unbelievable experience. I felt sooo many things at once: weakness, shame, jealousy but also exhilaration and joy. If you want to know the details check out my previous description of what happened that night.
We had gone home to our place and the two of them had sex leaning against the couch while I sat there and held my girl's wrists. She had bent over and he had entered her from behind. From that and our whispered dirty talk she had had her first orgasm of the night collapsing on top of me, panting and with tears in her eyes.
So here we are. My heart is racing. My brain is a hurrican of feelings. I pull her onto the couch with me, she is still shivering and panting. I wrap my arms around her and gently stroke her back and head kissing her softly on her cheeks. Slowly, I feel her calm down a bit. We cuddle. I signal the guy to give us a moment but not to leave. He goes into the kitchen to get some water. We cuddle up on the couch exchanging sweet kisses and she feels wonderful there in my arms, vulnerable, yet desirable and incredibly sexy.
I can't believe what we just did! I had watched the girl I loved get fucked hard by another man. He had entered her from behind with his penis, giving her pleasure that had sent her over the edge within minutes. I had looked my girl in the eyes while she had been squealing and moaning and telling him to fuck her and now I was holding her close helping her recover from the orgasm that had swept her away. It was somehow terribly wrong and yet it felt so right.
"How are you feeling?" I ask her after a while. "Weird. Really weird." she says. I'm terrified. This might yet go really badly.
"But, you enjoyed it right?"
"Yes. Yes." The two words sounded more like a sigh.
After a moment of silence she continues: "I'm so sorry."
I know, I have to help her relax and let go of her guilt, so I say: "It was really hot for me seeing like this. Seeing you receive and give so much pleasure and cumming with him was incredible. I want you to let go and allow yourself to enjoy everything even if people think this is wrong. I love you. Do you love me?"
"Yes, of course. I love you very much! That's why I'm so confused."
"That's all that matters to me. Did it feel good fucking him?" I deliberate use this kind of language to emphasise the kinky nature of it. I would never talk of fucking her, but I'm thinking: We make love but with other guys she can fuck. They can give her something that I can't and vice versa. I want her to have it all.
"Yes. Very good." she says after a pause. Lust flickering up in her eyes again and a devilish smile breaking out on her face. We kiss passionately and I let my hands run over her beautiful body down between her legs. My fingers touch her wetness. Her pussy lips are swollen and hot. I can't believe that right there where my fingers are now caressing my girl giving her sweet pleasure another guy had just entered with his cock and that she had been craving and enjoying it so much.
The guy was back in the living room and sits down on the couch beside us. My gf and I are making out passionately.
"I can go, if you want." he says.
I look at my girl. "Do you want him to go or... do you want to keep playing some more?"
She doesn't answer right away but I can tell the thought of having more of this was turning her on again.
I kiss her again and say: "Why don't I give you guys a moment to talk. I have to go to the bathroom anyway." I leave with a reassuring smile trying to tell her that she can do anything she wants and I fully support her in it. She smiles back, still looking a little weary. Then I leave the room.
I try to listen from the bathroom but I can hear only muffled whispers. I take my time to not interrupt them at a bad moment. When I come back I find them in a close embrace cuddling, he is kissing her neck and gently caressing her body. It looks very intimate. I feel unexpected pain in my chest. But my girl seems more at ease now. She is clearly enjoying his caresses. I join them on the couch and start touching and kissing her as well. She lets out a sigh while our four hands trace every inch of her body and our lips and tongues touch her in unusual places. It's a new feeling having the other guy so close. Sometimes our hands even briefly touch but none of us says anything. My girl is simply enjoying the love and attention, she is writhing in pleasure. Suddenly I hear him whisper in her ear: "Would you like me to eat you out?" She looks at me. I nod. She smiles and nods. He kisses down her body and she lets her knees fall apart to give him better access. Her eyes widen when he reaches her pussy. I gently caress her breasts and kiss her, partaking in her pleasure. Suddenly I feel her hand on my cock, stroking me. I'm in heaven. I've never felt more excited in my life. Here is my beautiful girl writhing in pleasure from another guys tongue teasing her drenched pussy. I see and feel her pleasure in her eyes, her sounds and her touch on my penis, passing on that sensation to me. We lock eyes and I see her mouth open wider. He has found the right spot. I can feel her stroking me harder. She starts to moan louder, I can see the orgasm building in her eyes. I kiss her and feel her lips tremble while the second orgasm of the night takes hold of her body...
Oh man, I get hard just from the memory and writing this down. But there is more to tell. She ended coming three more times that night. More that she has ever had before. Please comment and let me know what you think about this confession. Do you think I'm sick? I sometimes wonder myself, so be honest.
If you enjoy this, I will describe the other three orgasms as well in the coming days.