This isn't my story but from a friend of mine. There is 6 parts. Please enjoy.
I have been married to my husband, Rick, for a over 15 years. We
had to get married when I was 17 and pregnant with our daughter, Kitty.
For about the past 5 years, Rick's sexual interests have become, in my
view, more and more bizarre. At first, I tried to accommodate his
requests, engaging in role playing and other activities that were confined
to the privacy of our home. However, then he began to ask me to move this
activity outside of our home. His requests ranged from me exposing myself
in public to actually having sex with another man/woman while he watched
and/or joined in. I could not bring myself to do this, and our sex life
became routine, with sexual activity becoming increasingly rare.
While I don't offer this as an excuse for what happened that has placed me
in this situation, I want the reader to know the atmosphere that
surrounded me on that fateful Saturday in June of 1995.
Kitty had celebrated her 18th birthday the Wednesday before and was going
to be shopping at the mall all day. Rick was out of town on a business
trip and was not due back until Sunday evening. It was the perfect
opportunity for me to have a little quiet time beside the pool and improve
It was about 2PM when I went out to the pool with a tall, cool glass of
Long Island ice tea, my CD player, and a new romance novel. I slipped off
my robe, and stretched out on the chaise. We live out in the country with
no nearby neighbors so I was comfortable even though I was nude. I knew
that no one could see me. The combination of the sun, the novel, and the
drink was causing me to become somewhat aroused and I let my hand trail
down and idly stroke my slit as I read. I soon realized that I needed
more, so I went in and mixed another drink and retrieved my trusty
vibrator from the bedroom.
I returned to the pool and began to masturbate in earnest, running the
vibrator over my nipples, up and down my slit, and finally, as my orgasm
approached, I shoved it deep into me. I was bucking up and down, thrusting
my hips into my hands when I heard Kitty cry out, asking me what I was
doing. Mortified, I tried to cover myself as I fought through a near
orgasm to regain control of my body. As I stammered and stuttered, I
realized the vibrator was still lodged in my cunt, buzzing away, while I
tried to pretend nothing was happening.
Kitty just stood there, staring at me. The more I tried to speak, the more
she began to smile and then laugh. Soon we were both laughing, me a bit
nervously. Finally she suggested I put the vibrator down. Sheepishly, I
quickly pulled it free, turned it off, and set it on the chaise next to
me. Kitty sort of laughed and told me that she was glad to see me
masturbate since she did it a lot.
It was my turn to be shocked but I managed to sort of nod and say
something dumb like that was nice. She smiled, sat down and we started to
talk about sex and masturbation. She asked if she could have a sip of my
drink and I said sure. Soon my drink was gone and I said I would go mix us
another. I started to mix the drinks and realized that I forgot to ask
Kitty if she wanted lemon. I walked out to ask her and almost fainted.
Kitty had picked up my vibrator and was licking it like a popscicle. Her
left hand was down in her shorts and I could only imagine what she was
doing. I slipped back into the house, finished the drinks and returned.
When I got back to the pool, Kitty was sitting as I left her and I noticed
my dildo was back in the chaise. I sat down and we picked up our
conversation. Soon, too soon, the drinks and the talk affected both of us.
I think Kitty asked me what I liked to do best or something like that and
I think I said I liked to put the vibrator deep in me but tight against my
clit. She asked me to show her and, after some hesitation, I agreed.
It was so intensely erotic, sitting in my chaise, my robe open, my legs
splayed wide, and my daughter watching intently as I inserted my plastic
friend into my cunt and pressed it against my clit. An involuntary moan
escaped my lips and I knew I would cum very fast if I didn't stop. So I
pulled back and Kitty asked if I minded if she tried it. Before I really
had a chance to say anything, Kitty was nude, sitting on the ground next
to me and pressing the dildo, now covered with my juices, into her nearly
hairless little cunt. She could only get about three inches of it inside
her but it was enough. Her hips began to buck almost immediately after the
vibrator came in contact with her clit. She wasn't as shy as I was and she
proceeded to work the dildo in and out and up and down until, with a loud
Oh Yes she collapsed in a shudder as her orgasm raced through her body.
We both sort of sat there not saying anything for a few minutes. Finally
Kitty said something to the effect that it was so good. That led us to a
further discussion of sex and another shock for me. Kitty revealed that
while masturbation felt good it was not as good as when she had sex with
her girl friend! After the shock of that revelation wore off I asked her
what she meant. Was she a lesbian? Oh god, all sorts of things were
rushing through my head.
Kitty assured me that she was not a lesbian but that she liked doing it
with girls. Then she asked me if I had ever done it with a girl. I
admitted I had not and I thought the whole idea was perverted. Kitty
persisted, asking me how I knew it was perverted and how did I know I
wouldn't like it if I never tried it. That argument seemed to be never
ending when Kitty suddenly stood up, leaned over, and kissed my breast,
drawing my nipple into her mouth.
After a few seconds she released my nipple and leaned over my face, looked
me right in the eyes and said she wanted to do it with me to show me how
good it felt. I know my no was very feeble and when she kissed me on the
lips, the alcohol and sexually charged atmosphere took hold and I
surrendered to her ministrations. The next thing I knew, she was laying on
top of me, her thighs on either side of my face while her face was buried
between my widespread legs. The sight of her young, virginal slit just
inches from my eyes and the feel of her tongue probing my nether lips, was
driving me insane. I could not hold myself back and my tongue reached out
and touched the slit of my own flesh and blood.
Kitty immediately drove her cunt down onto face after she felt my tongue
make contact. I couldn't get enough. I licked, sucked, kissed, mouthed,
rubbed with chin; anything to make contact with her softness. When I came,
it was unlike anything I had ever experienced. I nearly blacked out. In
retrospect, it might have been better if I had died.
I think we were both a little embarrassed after our little orgy and we
didn't say a whole lot to each afterwards. I walked into the house and
thought I heard the front door shut but when I walked out and looked it
was locked and there was no one in the house. I put the thought out of my
mind and got supper ready. We sort of ate in silence and then watched TV
for awhile. Finally I said I was going to take a shower and go to bed.
I was in the shower when I heard the door open and soon Kitty was in the
shower with me. She said she had enjoyed having sex with me and wanted to
do it somemore. Again I should have put an end to it right then but I just
nodded yes as her hand found my cunt and her fingers began toying with my
clit. We spent the entire night together and made love several times. By
the time we woke up Sunday morning, we knew that we could not stop being
lovers but we also knew that Rick could never find out. So we agreed that
the only time we would "play" was when Rick was out of town.
I was going to pick Rick up at the airport but he called and said he had
gotten an earlier flight and would be taking a cab home. He said he would
be home in about an hour. Later that evening, after Kitty had gone to bed,
Rick said he had a surprise for me. It turned out to be the surprise of my
life and the beginning of my life as Rick's slut wife and sex slave.