Sitting on her usual bench in the Boston Public Garden, Sandy waited quietly, smelling the fragrant roses, whose scent floated on the spring air. The sun was shining brightly and it’s warmth embraced her. Sipping her small cappuccino and casually looking at her phone, as she normally did, she was a graceful well dressed lady of a certain age.
A diminutive 4’10”, Sandy’s pleasantly plump curves were in all the right places in a way that continued to attract male attention she still revelled in. A sweet looking lady, her bright inquisitive face and rosy cheeks suggested a curiosity and joy for lovely things. Her sparkling eyes hid her sensuality behind a mask of openness that even her more intimate friends confused with naivety, which she encouraged for her own amusement.
She’d never been certain if her husband had ever understood her naivety was a mask, but his unquestioning love and faith was undeniable. If he ever doubted her, he never betrayed the slightest hint of it. Indeed, as marriage fell apart around them over the years, he expressed his belief in the perfection of their match. It was the perfect match.
It was the perfect match because he left her enough space to feed her appetite and she respected him by giving him no reason to doubt her. In many ways it was a perfect marriage, and although he was a skilled lover, he was slowing down and although she regretted that, she found it hadn’t been too hard to replace him.
Her walk on the Common while be taught youth chess for a few hours each Saturday afternoon a few blocks away proved to be the perfect pretext to meet the men, women, and couples staying at exclusive downtown hotels for the weekend. She loved the verity, the thrill, and the challenge each new lover brought and meeting them had never been easier, she thought, smiling as she sifted through her messages on Ashley Madison.
Looking up, Sandy spotted the shy looking younger woman coming down the path. They’d shared photos as they’d chatted over the last week, and Sandy knew Janet was nervous. While her husband had been keen to see his wife with another woman, Sandy had sensed Janet would have rather met alone. It was common in couples looking for an additional female partner Sandy considered. Women often agreed to it for the sake of their husband, but those who did had always done so because they secretly want to touch, taste and feel another woman’s body. Janet seemed no different.
At 5’2”, a light complexion, and shapely body, Janet carried her 42 years well. A mother of two, she’d married young, and her children had lives of there own, freeing her and Ben to explore their own desires. Her light brown hair was pulled back in a youthful ponytail, and her green eyes appeared pale in the afternoon light under the clear sky. She’ll do nicely Sandy smiled, standing up, as an ever so slight heat invaded her sex.
“Janet? Hello!” Sandy called to her new friend, waiving her over. Holding her arms out for a hug. Janet embraced her automatically giving Sandy a peck on both cheeks in the European manner of greeting an old friend. “Sit!” Sandy encouraged, pointing to the bench.
“I’m so glad you came! It’s such a wonderful day, why don’t we chat a little? I’ve enjoyed your emails so much, but this is far better, don’t you think?” Slowly taking a pull off of her coffee gave her a chance to take Janet it from close range for the first time.
“Me too,” Janet stammered, avoiding Sandy’s gaze. “Ben’s running a little late, so I came on my own, I hope you don’t mind?”
“Are you nervous?” Sandy asked, seeing the slight tremor in her hand as Janet worked to control her voice.
“Yes…a little I guess,” she confessed, risking a sideways glance at Janet, who sat turned toward her, one leg comfortably folded under the other.
“Why are you nervous? You should be excited! I am! You are just so darn cute!” Reaching out, Sandy took Janet’s hand, and held it. “Oh my god! You’re shaking! That’s so adorable! I wish I could eat you up right here!”
Janet remained silent, looking into, smiling, but now able to look at Sandy, although still couldn’t meet her beautiful blue eyes for more than a fleeting moment. They held a power over her she couldn’t quite understand. Janet could feel herself coming under Sandy’s influence already.
“Is hubby not joining us?” In sizing up Janet, Sandy was thinking about the fun things she could get up to with such a shy lady.
“He’ll be a long later. He had a lunch meeting with his boss he couldn’t get out of.”
“Do you need him to start or would you like to spend a little time with me first?” Sandy asked, smiling.
“I’ve…um…I…ah…I mean…I’ve never…been with another girl before.” Janet’s face was turning slightly red as she turned her head away to look down the path and hid her embarrassment.
“Wow! I’m surprised! Was this your idea or his?” Janet could feel the heat in her sex building as she contemplated Janet’s words.
“Mine…” Janet couldn’t bear to look a Sandy as she felt her heart begin to pound at the sound of her words. She couldn’t believe she actually said it.
“Was it for him or you?”
“Me…” Her head was almost buried in her chest. “It was for me.”
“Is it because you’d like to be with another girl, or to see him with another girl?”
“…I want to be with another girl…” Janet could hardly control her breathing, and her hands were shaking a little.
“Oh! Well I can certainly help you with that! I like girls and boys! I know it’s a little scary, but I’ll take very good care of you.” Sandy reassured her. “Why don’t you send hubby a text and tell him we are heading back to the room to get started. Make sure you tell him to not be too long, or he’ll miss the show!”
“Ok.” Janet had a hard time holding her phone and tapping in the message. She really couldn’t believe this was happening. She was scared and excited at the same time, but really wished Don was there. He’d make her feel better, but she really wanted this and Sandy was just so nice, it might be fine to start without him she thought as she put her phone back in her pocket.
“I’m done.” She whispered.
“Then let’s go! We are going to have so much fun you won’t know what to do with yourself!” Sandy flashed her brilliant smile, stood up and extended her hand to Janet, who took it like a child would.
From there the walked back to Janet’s hotel with Janet clinging to Sandy’s arm like a daughter would walk with her mother. Sandy chatted along the way, pointing out this and that like she was taking a friend on a tour of the Common for the first time.
Janet enjoyed being with her and although said little, noticed that she had calmed down significantly since her admission. Sandy reminded Janet of Don, because they both seemed like they knew what to do. They both knew how to be in charge, and both calmed her down.
They were alone in the elevator on the ride up to the tenth floor, and taking advantage, Sandy turned into Janet and gave her a very gentle kiss on the lips that lingered for several floors as the ascended. Janet was scared the elevator would come to a stop and someone would see them, but she didn’t want Sandy to stop when she did either. Quickly exiting the elevator and turning left, Janet walked swiftly ahead of Sandy, and only slowed just in front of her door.
Opening it, she proceeded into the middle of the room and began taking her coat off before turning to look at Sandy. Sandy was standing still, slowly unbuttoning her light coat, as she stared at Janet. When Janet caught her eye, Sandy’s eyes light up and she licked her lips seductively. Janet stopped what she was doing, memorized by the movement of Sandy’s tongue over her glossy red lips.
“Finish getting undressed sweetie, and maybe we’ll take a quick shower. What do you think?” Sandy asked.
“Ok.” Janet’s shyness was taking over again as she turned away from Sandy, to take off her top and pants.
Standing up to remove her bra, she felt Sandy’s hands on her flesh before she could reach for the clasp. In an instant her bra was open, then Sandy’s hands reached around and cupped the undersides of her breasts as Janet’s bra fell to the floor.
Janet’s nipples were growing hard even as Sandy took them between her fingers and started softly rolling them; kissing Janet’s neck and shoulders as she did. Janet’s flesh grew warmer where Sandy pressed her breasts against her.
“Hmmmm yes…” Janet mumbled as she closed her eyes and gave into the sensation.
“Do you like that sweetie?” Sandy cooed in her ear. “Do you like that?”
Without waiting for a response, Sandy lowered one hand to Janet’s waistband a slipped a solitary finger inside. Slowly working it around to the side, she pushed down just enough to slide them over Janet’s hips and rounded ass cheek before switching hands and doing the same on the other side. Then, using both hands, Sandy gently slid them to the floor.
Turning around, Janet was surprised to see Sandy fully naked, and more surprising to herself was she liked what she saw. Sandy was as sensuous as she was charming, and when she held her arms out, Janet fell into them willingly without further invitation.
Standing breast to breast, the warmth she’d felt on her back continued to grow, and now radiated from her between her legs outward as her lips moistened. Slowly rubbing their hardened nipples on each other was becoming too much for Janet, who was relieved when Sandy finally leaned in for another, yet deeper kiss. Made more passionate and sensual as Sandy slipped her tongue between Janet’s parted lips.
Sandy took Janet’s hands and drew it down to her womanhood. Feeling hesitation, Sandy pressed her hand onto her vulva, then pressed Sandy’s finger inside. Janet didn’t need much encouragement from there to begin exploring Sandy’s dampened pussy as their kiss continued. Using her finger to spread Sandy’s juice, Janet further opened the woman up as she explored her.
Finding Sandy’s clit, Janet drew back from Sandy’s mouth, and gazed into her eyes. Circling Sandy’s budding protrusion, in the way she rubbed her own clit, Janet was thrilled to watch the Sandy’s face respond to her stimulation. Janet was growing hotter as she listened to Janet’s breathing become ragged and her cheeks redden.
Janet had dreamt of this moment but could never bring herself to ask for it. Giving herself to Sandy was easier than giving herself permission to be with another woman. Letting Sandy take control freed Janet of the guilt she had always harboured when she fantasized about kissing and sucking another woman. Janet was exhilarated by the forbidden act of so intimately exploring Sandy, her pussy fairly dripped.
Taking control again, Sandy slowly moved Janet to the edge of the bed, sat her down, and pushed her back, with her legs still hanging over the edge. Kneeling before her, Sandy grasped Janet’s thighs and surveyed her naked flesh. Sandy then slowly leaned in and licked her new friend’s pussy from bottom to top. Soaked, Janet’s intimate lips parted easily, allowing Sandy’s tongue ready access to the wet passage, before passing lightly over her clit.
“Your pussy smells wonderful…I can’t wait to take a better taste, but should we wait for your husband?” Sandy innocently asked.
“No…please, no. I want you.” Janet begged.
“Does he know this is for you?”
“…No. He doesn’t. I never told him what I wanted…” Janet stammered as she felt her nervousness returning.
“Do you want me to tell him? I can tell him for you if you’d like.”
“No! Don’t do that. I’ll tell him, but please, don’t stop. I’ll tell him!” Janet pleaded.
“Ok, but if you don’t tell him before I leave, I will tell him. Do you understand?” Sandy sternly warned her, as she held Janet’s legs apart and hovered inches from her swollen sex.
“I will. I will…” Janet, now covering her own face, pitifully moaned into hands.
“Good girl. Now open wide…” Sandy moved in to lick her again, but this time, pressed her tongue into her deeply, parting her vulva and mixing her saliva with Janet’s now free flowing juices.
Uncovering her face, she thrust her arms down beside her, arched her back and jerked her head to one side when Sandy’s fingers entered her. She’d never felt such intense pleasure from any man. Sandy knew how to put pressure on her and Janet responded wildly.
In the first 45 seconds of Sandy’s attention on her, Janet felt her orgasm building at a rate and intensity she’d never known.
“Ahhhhhh…huh…huh…huh…mmmmmm!” Janet came. She was at a loss to explain what happened. She had never known anything so intense as the quickest orgasm she’d ever had crashed over her body. Panting and gasping as Sandy continued to suck her madly. Her magic wand couldn’t break that speed could it? Janet wondered as the throbbing subsided.
“My turn.” Sandy smiled climbing on to the bed. Moving to the head she propped herself up against some pillows.
“I like to watch,” was all she said
Blushing, and barely recovered, Janet got up and positioned herself in front of Sandy and knelt between her ankles. Starting down at the woman’s gaping pussy, she could see her juice still glistening on Sandy’s lips.
“Don’t worry sweetheart, you’ll do fine. Come…” Sandy held out her hand and Janet took it, not moving her eyes off of Sandy’s pussy, while allowing herself to be pulled toward it.
Sandy’s pussy was beautifully formed, clean with just a little decorative patch of hair above her slit. As Janet grew closer she could feel heat radiating from Sandy. Still unsure of herself, she licked Sandy’s inner thighs first, kissing them as she moved closer.
Sandy enjoyed the younger woman’s trepidation and visible nervousness. Sandy had had her first pussy in college in the ’70s and things weren’t so clean and neat back then. The Teaching Assistant hadn’t given her much time to be timid before she grabbed Sandy’s long flowing hair with both hands and mashed her face into her pussy. Sandy reflected fondly how she worked to devour the woman despite her roughness and could still feel the pride she felt at giving her an orgasm on her first try.
Maybe that would work here Sandy thought as she reached down, grasped Janet’s head in her hands and firmly guided her mouth onto her overheating pussy. Holding Janet’s head firmly in place, Sandy relaxed her grip slightly as she felt a tongue finally reach out and taste her desperate box.
Relief swept over Janet when Sandy had taken control. No longer having to decide to taste her, Janet was free to fulfill her fantasy without the hesitation self-doubt brought. She couldn’t be a dirty bi slut if she didn’t have a choice, could she? Sticking her tongue out was a natural reaction she told herself, as she ran it over Sandy’s smooth flesh. Tasting a woman for the first time, smelling her aroma, and being held in place by Sandy made Janet suddenly ravenous. Her pent up frustration was released on Sandy’s pussy in a blur of lips, fingers and tongue as no part of Sandy when untasted.
Neither woman heard the light click of the door unlocking. Entering quietly, Don could hear the women moaning within the naturally lit room, and he was immediately aroused. This was too good to be true he thought. It was unbelievable. Could his wife really be making love to this stranger?
Turning the corner slowly, his question was surely answered. His wife was locked in a tight 69 laying on top of Sandy. Her face buried in Sandy’s pussy and she was licking feverishly. He’d never seen her so uninhibited and the scene made him rock hard.
“Hope I’m not too late ladies!” Don called out as he tore his clothes off, far too horny to standby idly.
“Not at all, come join us!” Sandy replied, peering out from under his wife’s swollen pussy. “I was just telling Janet the only thing missing was a man’s nice hard cock, and I see you brought a lovely one!”
Janet looked up at her husband with concern in her eyes. She needed to see his face to know how he was really feeling. But she couldn’t see his face. He’d moved so quickly across the room his cock was the only thing in her field of vision, and before she knew it, he pressed it into her still hungry mouth.
Holding herself up in front, and grinding on Sandy’s face in the back, she felt like a whore as she took him into her mouth. She spread spit and the thick fluid emanating from Sandy all over his cock as he held her head.
As Don pumped her mouth, Sandy knew there’d be more pussy in her future, but she would never abandon Don’s beautiful cock for it.
Knowing Sandy was really supposed to be Don’s gift, she released his cock, and lifted herself off Sandy’s face and moved to the side.
Before she had the chance to offer him Sandy, Sandy spoke up.
“Aren’t you a sexy thing? Why don’t you lie down and let me taste your cock while Janet holds onto the headboard and rides your face?”
Doing as he was told, he turned himself and prepared himself for his wife’s pussy. As Janet straddled him, he felt Sandy’s mouth cover his cock head and begin sucking. Looking up, he saw his normally shy wife take hold of the headboard and begin pressing her pussy onto his thirsty mouth. Don had never seen her so sexy.
After a few minutes he felt Sandy’s mouth leave his cock, and before his disappointment grew to strong, her mouth was replaced by her warm wet cunt. Seating herself in one fell swoop, Don couldn’t believe how tight she was.
Above him he could tell Janet was nearing orgasm based on the rhythm of her breathing and how she moved her pussy on him. He couldn’t believe how good it felt to fuck two women at the same time and he was desperate to please them both in return for how they made him feel.
As Janet bore down on her husband she reached for a firm grasp on her third orgasm of the day. Having cum twice for Sandy, she’d never came so hard from oral sex before and as the pressure built up her she pressed herself down harder, rocking forward more vigorously as her body thrashed against the headboard.
Coming closer to her climax, Janet came just as she was grinding her clit on his up thrust chin. In that instant she felt a flooding rush of fluid release inside her and spill out over Don’s face. She’d never squirted before and she was worried what Don would think as she hung on to the headboard she grunted through the waves of pleasure.
Recovering, she looked down at him and fluid was still running over his face. Getting off him, she ran to the washroom to get him a towel, but when she came back she saw Sandy leaning down over him locked in a kiss as she continued to ride him. Standing behind them, she was fascinated by her husband’s cock pistoning into her pussy, and how Sandy’s lips opened and closed as she received him. A creamy fluid had built up between them, lubricating both.
Moving around the bed to their side, she could see the full extent of her flood. Don’s head was sitting in large wet ring and his upper chest was still glistening where he and Sandy pressed together. Her worry dissipated because he didn’t seem to mind. Holding Sandy and kissing her with abandon, Don seemed oblivious to what had happened.
Climbing on the bed, she reached under Sandy, gingerly entered her slit, and began massaging her clit as they continued to fuck. Damn Don was hot she thought proudly.
Slowing down, Sandy broke free from Don and told him she didn’t want him to cum too quickly, so she offered another 69 so he could enter one of them from behind, while the other buried her face in a pussy.
“All that we need to know is who’s pussy do you want honey, so we know who’ll be on top. What’ll it be, mine or your sexy wife’s?”
“Janet. I want Janet! I want to watch her eat your pussy while I fuck her. I want to see her hold onto you as I pound her hard.” Don proclaimed loudly.
“Well aren’t you the lucky girl!” Sandy giggled happily, knowing it was the right choice for the sake of their marriage. The most important rule of a successful three-way where couples were involved was making sure if anyone got left out, it was the third wheel, and not the partners. Don seemed like a good hubby that way she thought. Most weren’t…
Laying down with her feet pressed against the headboard, Sandy pulled Janet onto her, then guided Don’s cock into his wife’s waiting pussy, after giving it a long suck. She loved being underneath a couple fucking like this. Seeing her pussy take him, playing with his balls, rubbing her clit, while only a few inches from the action. And these two were sexy and so in love she thought, what could be better?
Opening her legs wide for Janet, Sandy could tell she’d quickly overcome her initial nervousness. It was good that Don hadn’t been there to watch his wife transform from a lady with curiosity into a pussy hungry slut, but it was remarkable. Once Janet had gotten a taste of Sandy and made her physically respond, she worked over her entire pussy with her tongue, lips, and fingers. Stopping in each place to see what happened under different levels of pressure. Pressing her with her tongue; sucking in and holding Sandy’s sensitive flesh with her lips; pushing, circling, rubbing with her fingers and thumb, kissing, licking.
Sandy knew something had changed in Janet by the way she behaved with her husband. It was subtle, but there was a sexuality there. Was it because she was able to exercise her true self by making love to a woman? Sandy wasn’t sure, but wondered, as she lay under her, what would become of her and her new found sexual freedom?
“God almighty! I can’t take it!” Don cried out. “I’m gonna fucking blow my load if I don’t stop. Watching Janet is driving me crazy.”
“Cum deep in me. Give it to me you fucking stud.” Janet cried, only lifting her head from Sandy’s pussy for a moment.
Don began to pound her hard, knocking her mouth off Sandy’s pussy with every stroke. He came in no time and grunted as he injected ropes of hot cum into his wife. Sandy held his balls as he came and felt each contraction as more sperm emptied into Janet’s throbbing pussy. She licked and sucked the couple where they were joined and tasted his cum seeping out as he held himself inside her as Sandy’s own orgasm began to emerge.
Now able to concentrate on Sandy’s cunt, Janet wasted no time sucking Sandy’s clit into her mouth nibbling on it. With Don’s cock still held firmly in place and Sandy stroking and licking her clit, Janet could feel Sandy’s body begin to writhe under her.
Janet knew she was close when Sandy stopped playing with her pussy, so she increased her tempo as she worked over Sandy’s now convulsing puss furiously. Sandy came quickly in waves punctuated by her gasps. More powerful than the first orgasm Janet had given her, Janet was proud of what she done for her teacher.
They collapsed in a heap on the bed. Slowly separating themselves, they layback with Don in the middle. The three of them cuddled and caressed each other gently, revelling in the moment. Don was the first to speak.
“Honey, that was the hottest sex we’ve ever had. You were so beautiful I have no words to describe how I feel about you right now. Thank you for doing that for me, I know you were nervous, and a little uncomfortable, but for you to do that for me shows me how much you love me.”
“Would you be mad if I told you something?” Janet asked. Drawing back from her new-found power slightly.
“No. What?” Don said.
“Would you be mad if I said…that Sandy wasn’t just…for you?” She whispered.
“What?” Don smiled and turned to his wife to look her in the eye. “Was she for you too?”
“Yes…” Janet confessed.
Don rolled toward her and gave her a lingering kiss.
“Do you still like me?” He asked.
“No…I love you. I just like girls too…”
“Well, I guess we’ll have to see what we can do about that. Do you want some more time with Sandy while I have a shower?”
“Yes…” Janet said shyly, and hiding her face in his chest.
“She’s all yours Sandy!” Don said, rolling over Janet and getting to his feet. “But leave a little for me. I didn’t know I married a squirter and I’m gonna need another shot at that!”
“Of course, it’ll be my pleasure to leave you some of this sexy thing.” Sandy was so turned on by the loving couple she wasted no time turning her attention back to Janet. Climbing on to her, she locked her legs with Janet and began pressing her pussy on Janet’s, scissoring her. Janet immediately responded by counter thrusting and in no time her cum ladened pussy was building towards yet another orgasm as they mashed their pussies together.
Stepping off the curb and opening the door, Sandy was feeling tired, but radiant.
“How were the gardens today?” Stan, Sandy’s husband asked.
“Fun! I met a lovely young couple! They reminded me of us when we were their age!” Sandy laughed.
“Did they?” Stan chuckled.
“They said they were a lot of fun. They were so in love from the way they were together. Just so cute.” Sandy laughed.
“Did you give them one of your private tours?” Stan asked, knowing she frequently kidnapped people and walked them around the garden wearing herself out in the process.
“I sure did honey! You know me! And now I’m paying for it…” Sandy sighed, sitting back in her seat, wondering where her next tour would take her.
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© Teresa J. Conway, 2020