As she returns from the loo, Savannah in hand, we know for a fact the black g-string she wore is no more. The smooth lines of her butt is perfectly traced by her short dress and the slightest bend of the knee will reveal her naked buttocks. Her legs are thin, so there is quite the thigh gap. In my mind, I wish someone would flash a bright light from behind, but that would be a shadow of what was about to follow. She sits down. For the first time she has full focus on me. “I don’t know if you noticed, but I am deeply into your wife. You are a lucky guy to go home to her every night! I figured that I do not repulse her, so I have to ask your permission to take her to one of these empty rooms and explore those tattoos a little further.” My heart races, this does not bode well for me, but if that makes my wife happy, I will gladly sit this one out. She has the final call in everything we do, despite the fact that I am mostly the dominant in the bedroom, something she deeply appreciates after long days of being a boss-lady. I give them the nod of approval, but almost immediately my wife interjects: “He is an absolute fool without me. I cannot leave him alone for one minute or he will just evaporate. If it is ok with you, he should join us; there is a comfy chair in the room where he can relax with his drink and I promise you would not even know he is there.” Almost without taking a breath the blonde agrees and says that she fully agrees a man should keep a watchful eye over such a beautiful lady as my wife. I can see her glowing, coming from a girl much younger than her. We gather our things and drinks and start moving towards the rooms.
The hosts of the event had put in immense effort for the party. The rooms are dimly lit, with inserts of red lighting, incense burning, towels for the shower and gorgeous fluffy bedding, a chair to the side and candles scattered that can be lit if you prefer. We close the door and I immediately sit down on the comfy chair facing the bed. To my amazement my wife promptly pushes the girl against the wall right next to me and start to kiss her like she has been aching for her for months. Almost immediately the blonde pushes her back towards the bed, her arm muscles tensing up as she has to put in genuine effort to get her moving. I realise there is quite the power struggle developing, as both have the idea to dominate the situation from the get go. Finally, my wife makes a sneaky turn on her heals and she and the girl crashes on the bed, my wife on top, clutching hands together as they struggle. But the giggles coming from both of them made it clear this is all one big play. As they fall on the bed, all doubts are removed as the blonde’s dress flew up as she landed on the plush mattress, baring her young, cleanly shaven pussy, just before my wife lands on her. My wife’s black leather skirt is quite tight and makes no effort to move much, but it also just stops shy of her cheeks. I am a little bit taken aback at all the action happening in a few short seconds in front of me. I have not seen my wife this thirsty and craving for another body in quite some time, if ever.
They passionately, but vigorously kiss each other as things finally start to settle down. Hands are roaming and exploring each other, her hands pressing on my wife’s butt and her grabbing her breasts as she kisses her neck and lips. I think to myself, this girl is really just wearing the white dress, not even shoes. One pull and she will be completely naked. During all of this I do not even exist. Then my wife starts to move lower, kissing her on her chest, her nipples through her dress, over her tummy and lifts the dress up as she kisses her just above her pussy. The room is dark, but I swear I can see her juices glistening in the dim light. She seems to be soaking wet! My wife opens her legs wide with both hands and with no warning start to kiss and immediately suck on her clit. I can hear what I suspected. She is dripping already. For the first time they both look back at me and it is my wife that says, “Dear God, she tastes wonderful!” I can feel my cock throbbing, I have not touched myself, but pre-cum is already building up in my pants. For the first time, like a toddler, I decide to speak: “Girls, do you mind if I get comfortable a bit and loosen this belt?” It is the blonde that replies: “Please do, I insist!”
The two keep rolling and wrestling each other playfully. Each time someone ends up on top, more clothes are gone. It is mere minutes before two naked nymphs are kissing each other all over, grabbing breasts, butts and pussies. My zip is undone, I am stroking my wet, hard cock inside my pants, just to be respectful for being allowed to join, but in my mind my cock is deep in my wife while my tongue is licking out this 27-year-old blonde’s pussy. My wife has finally surrendered somewhat and the young unicorn has taken lead, her one hand on my wife’s breast as she inspects the tattoo on her pubic area, her other hand resting high on her inner thigh, brushing against her lips. She very softly starts to lick her clit and then ask her to relax and close her eyes. Gently, she collects the wetness around my wife’s lips with her middle finger and then enters her softly as she starts to grunt, as if on cue. She starts to finger her, slowly at first, more and more vigorously later as she adds her tongue to her clit. The moans my wife make, the way her hips thrust, I can tell she will cum very soon. She closes her eyes, breathes deeply and, almost like her soul is leaving her body, she cums as she moans loudly. The girl looks back at me and catches me with my erect cock in my hand, stroking away as pre-cum drips over my hand too. She smiles and says: “That looks delicious! I might just suck that too. Are you enjoying the show, big boy?” I did not need to answer.
My wife rises up and pushes the girl on her feet, telling me to get on the bed. I do so swiftly, as my pants fall down to my ankles as I struggle over. She pushes the blonde back towards the chair and let her sit down, opening her legs wide, resting it over the armrests of the chair. What follows is a tongue fucking this girl never experienced before, and I was unaware my wife was capable off. She fingers her, two fingers moving fast, juices and spit running down her butt cheeks as the moans become increasingly louder. She hasn’t opened her eyes in several minutes, clearly in her own, erotic world by now. It does not take long for her to reach a roaring climax. I am convinced the people outside heard this one! She pulsates, her back is arching, legs trembling. I can see her clit is swollen and extremely wet. Suddenly her eyes open and she seems to be back to life. She only says three words: “I need more!” That is when my wife leans over and starts to whisper in her ear. They both get up, scoot me off the bed back to my chair and fall on the bed on their backs. And then my wife shocks me: “Come, do your thing!” I get up and stand closer to her. But she points to her. “Not me, her. She needs a dick right now, and I know how that feels. Give it to her!” She looks over to the flushed blonde lying naked next to her.
“Do you want it?”
“If you will allow it, and he is willing, yes!”
“I will. I want you to experience what I do so regularly. And most of all, I want to see you take it.”
She gives me another nod of approval as I untangle my pants from my legs. I take one of the provided condoms from the table and hastily curl it over my wet penis. She enjoys it. I do not think she realised she was biting her lip softly. I part her lips with my tip. And then I gently push until I am deep inside her. “Ah Jesus”, she gulps. I started fucking this girl intensely. My wife is lying next to her, rubbing her pussy. Clearly, she enjoys this too. Her nipples are rock-hard and she is smiling ear to ear. I get a slap on my ass while I thrust deep and hard. Again, her pussy juices can be heard multiplying. I wish I could feel her without this condom. I lift her up, turn her around and thrust into her, doggy style. I softly slap her cheek as she rides harder, clearly needing the extra sensory input, one hand rubbing her clit. Suddenly my wife grabs my dangling balls and fondle it. I need to concentrate hard! The unicorn asks me if she can take me on top. I quickly jump around onto my back and she starts to straddle me. After a few grunts, my wife suddenly gets up and starts to lower her wide-open, wet pussy lips onto my face. I immediately start to suck her as I realise we have not even really touched each other until now. I love the familiar feel and her aroma makes my cock even harder, the unicorn feeling it and responding in approval. The two girls interlock hands and start to kiss each other, while one rides my face and one rides my shaft. It feels as if my world might end tonight…
At last. I get the overwhelming feeling of orgasm building and they both encourage me to ride it out. The ejaculation is so intense that the tip of my penis almost hurts. She enjoys every moment and milks it as much as her legs will allow. Finally, she unsaddles from me and I rip off the condom. My wife, now by my side again, smiles and kisses me. “How did that feel?” she asks. I look at her and say, “I need more!” I realise I still had a strong erection after all this and the excitement is still building in my groin. I put my wife down on her back and enter her. She smiles but also braces herself, shocked that I can still keep going. We have the most wonderful deeply passionate sex one could think of. I knew I was on borrowed time, she might not cum, but she enjoys the moment immensely. I am thankful she had her fantasy, I got more than I ever bargained for, so I push through and go for it. I explode inside her as she caresses my balls. She also moans quite a bit. Looks like she had another orgasm! I pull back, and as I do, she squirts a little, something that has never happened before! The night has opened new levels for both of us.
I finally fall down next to her, exhausted and spent. On the chair is a blonde girl looking at us, lying back, legs open, pussy red, face flustered. She smiles at us: “Fuck! That was hot. You guys really know your stuff.” We both smile. Nothing was planned, but the night turned out so much better than we could ever anticipate. Quietly she gets up, takes her dress in hand and walks out, naked. She has a plan and her night is definitely only starting. The two of us curl up a little. “What was that all about?” I say. “Well, it was my fantasy, but I could see what her fantasy was. I trusted you. And you came back for me. You always come back for me, no matter what they look like, say or do.” She was right. After all this excitement I still yearned for her. This unicorn was an amazing fire-starter, immense pleasure and fantasy. But I had my own unicorn. And she is going home with me, looking forward to new adventures and fantasies.
Will we try another unicorn? Only time will tell.
