It had been years since Sondra had been in a hotel room. As always, walking into the empty, anonymous space felt a little odd until she had set down her bag and pulled out a few items from home.
“When will she get here?” Sondra asked. She managed to keep her voice steady even though she was shaking on the inside. Her stomach was a twisted knot of anxiety. She didn’t know if she actually wanted to do this or was just going along with it because her husband wanted it. Or if she was doing it to piss off Hank. Most likely it was a combination of all of those factors. She wanted to call home and check on her children being babysat for the night by her mother, but they had only left the house an hour earlier. It was just her nerves, she reasoned.
Evan glanced at his watch. “In about ten minutes.” He was bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet, eager to get the evening’s entertainment underway. If he had any misgivings about what they were to do he wasn’t showing it at all. “Nervous?” he asked.
“Yes. Of course. Why wouldn’t I be when I’m about to have sex with a woman I’ve never met?” she snapped at him.
“You’ve met her,” Evan pointed out. “You’ve spoken several times at the pool.”
She rolled her shoulders trying to reduce the tension. “Not since we agreed to this little game,” she pointed out.
He read the expression on her face and he quickly became crestfallen. “Do you want to back out?” he asked her.
She wanted to, but she lied to him. “No, I’m willing to give it a chance.”
He started to reply, but there was a polite knock at the door. “Room service or Rebecca?” he asked his wife. She shrugged. He went to the door and peered through the peephole before opening it.
Rebecca walked through with a smile plastered on her face. Sondra was sure if the lifeguard had been meeting Evan alone he would have been met with a kiss. As it was, all Evan got was a polite hello. Sondra’s hostess instincts kicked in and she walked across the room to greet Rebecca with a polite handshake. “Rebecca,” she heard herself saying, “so nice to meet you again.”
The younger woman nervously ran her hand through her short brown hair and smile back, glancing once at Evan who stood with a goofy grin on his face. “Yeah, we’ve met a few times at the pool. Your kids are so cute.”
What then followed, much to Evan’s disappointment, was a discussion of the Jacobs’ children, their swimming lessons and skill levels, along with how quickly kids grew up.
“How long have you worked at the gym being a lifeguard?” Sondra asked. She was comfortable asking questions about someone’s job rather than inquiring about her preferences in bed and if she liked her clit rubbed up and down or in circles.
“About five years now,” Rebecca said and glanced at Evan who hadn’t said a word since the two women started talking. “I’ve been keeping an eye on your husband,” she said slyly.
“And apparently a lot more,” Sondra said but her tone was too sharp. Rebecca took a nervous half-step back. Sondra instantly apologized. “Oh my god. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to sound like that. I’ve never done this before,” she said trying to explain.
“Never had sex before?” Rebecca teased, trying to keep the evening moving along.
“Never had a threesome before,” Sondra said.
Rebecca said, “Oh, I have. This will be my third. A third triple as it were.”
“Wow,” Sondra exclaimed. “I’m impressed.”
“But we haven’t even made it to the bed yet,” Rebecca said, eyeing the king sized mattress in the middle of the room.
“Right,” Sondra said. “I’m a little nervous. I’ve never done this before.”
Rebecca smiled, abruptly leaned in and gave Sondra a little kiss on the cheek, before saying, “Don’t worry. I’m not here to steal your husband. I just want to have sex with him.” She giggled, sounding a little like a schoolgirl, and added, “Again.”
“How do we do this?” Evan asked, eager to get things moving along. He looked at Rebecca. “You’re the expert.”
She glanced at Sondra’s big boob, trying not to be obvious about her gaze, and said, “Well, if Sondra’s nervous, then probably the best thing is for you two to start and I’ll join in when the time is right.”
“I’ve never had sex in front of anyone before either,” Sondra said and immediately regretted it because she sounded like an inexperienced fool.
“First time for everything, honey,” said Evan.
“That’s okay,” Rebecca said. “I don’t get off on watching people have sex. I get off on having sex with them.”
Evan didn’t let Sondra say anything else and simply grabbed her and kissed her fiercely, pushing her backward toward the bed. They fell upon it together, a tangle of limbs, and the started pulling each other’s clothes off. Rebecca faded into the background but watched the married couple carefully.
They were kissing passionately. Evan’s shirt was off and he was working on her blouse. When he tugged it over her head, her large breasts came into view, half obscured by a lacy black bra that barely contained the soft flesh. Despite herself, Rebecca sucked in her breath at the beautiful sight. She wanted to join the couple immediately, but restrained herself. Evan knew what he was doing. He reached around his wife’s back and unhooked the quadruple closure. The piece of lingerie fell from her shoulders to the bed, exposing her tits.
Now Rebecca couldn’t help herself. She had dressed casually in jeans and plain shirt with a light jacket over that. The jacket had been hung up when she walked into the room. She had already kicked off her shoes and had been in the process of removing her shirt when suddenly Sondra was topless. Rebecca tossed her shirt to the floor and joined them on the bed.
“You have beautiful breasts,” she said to Sondra and kissed the other woman. Evan was in the middle of pushing off his pants when his girlfriend had jumped on his wife. He stopped mid-stripping and watched as they kissed.
Sondra didn’t know how to respond at first when she was kissed. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Evan watching with his goofy, lust-infected grin and she relaxed. If nothing else, she could put on a nice show for him, and early birthday present. But Rebecca’s kiss was soft and insistent and she lost herself in the kiss. Rebecca’s tongue probed and her lips sucked on Sondra’s and the married woman realized that kissing another woman wasn’t bad at all. In some ways, it was better than kissing a man: there was no scratchy stubble to deal with.
“I love your breasts,” Rebecca said as she gently massaged one with her hand while kissing her way down Sondra’s neck and collar bone. Evan said nothing. Sondra was too far gone in the moment to do anything at all other than rest her fingers on Rebecca’s shoulders, feeling the soft fabric of the other woman’s athletic bra. That made sense. She was a lifeguard and she didn’t need much support for her small tits.
Rebecca’s mouth had reached Sondra’s breast and she lightly licked, then sucked on the fat red nipple. Sondra sighed. Evan’s mouth worked but not a sound came out of his mouth. Rebecca eagerly sucked and played with Sondra’s nipple for a minute, then realized there was an incredibly sweet flavor in her mouth. At first she dismissed it as a latent sensory confusion because she was caught up in the moment of sex with a new partner. Then she realized there was more in her mouth than just nipple and saliva.
She swallowed and let go of Sondra’s breast.
“What was that?” she asked with a small cough.
“What was what?” Sondra asked, upset and confused that her new lover had suddenly stopped in the middle of nursing. Then she realized what had happened. She burst out with a bit of laughter. “Oh shit. You didn’t tell her?” she asked, looking at Evan.
“I…uh…never got about to it,” he admitted.
“Got around to what?” Rebecca asked, a bit worried but the couple was mostly amused. Evan looked a bit embarrassed.
“I’m lactating,” Sondra told her. “Evan gets off on it and he never told you?!” She grabbed a pillow from the bed and swatted her husband with it. “Please go back to it,” she begged Rebecca. “It felt so good. It’s just breast milk. It’s harmless. And good for you.”
Rebecca eye the other woman’s full breasts dubiously. “I don’t know…are you sure?”
“She’s sure,” Evan said as he moved next to his wife. He was now naked. His cock semi-erect. “Try it again. Her flavor is so sweet and it gets her so excited when her milk lets down.” He lowered his mouth over the breast Rebecca had been massaging but not sucking. A few small beads of milk had formed on the nipple before he sucked on it. Sondra sighed in contentment as he drew out the milk.
Sondra smiled at Rebecca. “Try it,” she pleaded. “I’ve never had both breasts nursed at the same time before.”
Shyly—this was a new experience that Rebecca hadn’t been expecting to try this night—she lowered her mouth to Sondra’s breast and gently sucked. She was immediately rewarded with a gentle squirt of warm liquid in her mouth. It was thin and sweet. She swallowed. In went nicely into her tummy. It was a pleasant, Rebecca realized, and continued to nurse on the other woman.
The sensations running from her nipples to the rest of her body made Sondra moan and writhe about with excitement. She wanted to put her hand down between her legs, but she was still wearing her skirt and leggings—besides which, Rebecca and Evan blocked her reach. All she could do was place her hands on the backs of their heads and encourage them to suck harder. And then it happened. She came without anything or anyone touching her pussy.
Evan was well familiar with the sounds of Sondra’s orgasms and he was surprised at how easy it was to make her cum from nursing. Rebecca wasn’t alarmed, but she stopped sucking when Sondra’s orgasm was over. “Wow,” she said to the older woman.
“I came,” Sondra said with a touch of guilt in her voice.
“I could tell.”
“Thank you,” she told Rebecca.
“How come I don’t get thanked?” asked Evan.
“Because you’ve made me cum before,” she told him curtly.
“It was a team effort!” he protested.
She ignored him and leaned her head down to kiss Rebecca who had rested her cheek on the other woman’s mostly full breast. “Thank you,” she said again.
“You’re welcome,” Rebecca said happily. “Want me to keep going?”
“You want to nurse some more?” Sondra, a little puzzled, asked.
Rebecca shook her head and reached for Sondra’s skirt. There was no protest as she tugged down the zipper. Evan watched eagerly as his wife assisted Rebecca in pulling off her skirt and removing her leggings, leaving her in just a pair of black silk panties. “Ready?” Rebecca asked.
Evan wanted to answer for his wife, but held his tongue. Sondra’s stomach was a knot of nervous anticipation, but she was enjoying herself. There was nothing to do but turn herself over to the moment. She lifted up her hips and Rebecca pulled down the panties. She was so wet the fine silk clung to her labia for a moment before releasing, allowing Rebecca to slide them off Sondra’s legs.
Being naked made her feel much more relaxed, even though Rebecca was still mostly clothe. Her husband was naked—and erect—so that helped. Without waiting for permission Rebecca got between Sondra’s legs and kissed the inside of her thigh. She looked at Sondra’s wet cunt and smiled. “You have a beautiful pussy,” she said and lowered her face to Sondra’s sex.
Evan watched. Sondra glanced at her husband, took in his wide grin and open eyes, and then reached out to grab ahold of his cock. She was going to start stroking him, but Rebecca’s clever little tongue found her clit and a pair of fingers slipped up into her pussy which made it impossible for her to concentrate on anything other than what was between her legs. She clutched the sheets with one hand and Evan’s cock with the other. Rebecca knew exactly how to eat out another woman and in the back of her head Sondra wondered why she hadn’t done this earlier in her life. Not going to bed Danielle was the biggest mistake in her sex life.
The first orgasm—actually her second of the night—was a little one, but it primed Sondra’s body for the next series. Evan watched in awe as Rebecca made his wife cum again and again over the next five minutes. Sondra gasped and groaned. Her body flopped about. Evan kissed her several times on the lips, forehead, and cheek, but she barely seemed to notice.
The ordeal—the wonderful, exuberant ordeal—was finally over when Sondra was able to have one last powerful orgasm, much stronger than the small ones she had been having. It was strong enough to make her come back to her senses and push Rebecca’s face away from her pussy. “Stop, stop,” she insisted. “I need to rest.”
Rebecca grinned up at her new lover with eyes glinting, full of lust. “Did you like that?” The lower half of her face was covered in Sondra’s juices.
Sondra nodded. “Yeah. You’re better than Evan at eating pussy.”
“Hey!” her husband objected. The two women laughed.
“Can it be my turn now?” Sondra asked.
Evan said, “I think you already had your turn.”
Sondra shook her head. “Nope. I meant it’s my turn to please Rebecca.” She let go of Evan’s cock and sat up. “If you don’t mind.”
“I don’t mind,” Evan said. His cock twitched as his wife looked expectantly at Rebecca.
“I was talking to her,” Sondra said, not taking her eyes off her new lover.
“Sure,” said Rebecca and got to her knees. She reached under her small breasts, got her fingers under the tight material of her athletic bra, and pulled the contraption over her body, releasing her small tits.
“Holy shit,” Sondra exclaimed. Rebecca was wearing the silver rings with the blue captive beads. They had been impossible to detect under her heavyweight bra.
Rebecca looked askance at Evan. “I guess your husband didn’t tell you about my nipple piercings,” she said to Sondra.
Sondra shook her head. “No. I think he’s been keeping a lot of secrets from me.” The two women laughed at Evan, but he wasn’t upset by the treatment. “Can I kiss them? Suck them?” she asked.
“Please!” Rebecca said and crawled atop Sondra, pushing her back onto the mattress and pillows. She brought one of her nipples to Sondra’s mouth. The older woman opened up and drew the little nipple and its ring into her mouth. She spent a minute experimenting, moving her mouth back and forth between the two dangling breasts and their jewelry, feeling the contrast of flesh and metal.
“No milk,” Sondra commented when she was done.
“Uh-huh,” Rebecca said absently, wishing Sondra would continue with her play. “Yeah, I guess if I was lactating, mine would be bigger.
“But I didn’t come here tonight for your breasts—or milk,” Sondra said as she pushed the younger, fit woman to the side, rolling her onto the sheets and kissing her.
“I know.”
“Can I…explore?” Sondra asked, suddenly shy.
“Yes. Please.”
With one last glance at Evan, and a warning finger telling him not to join in or interfere, Sondra slowly kissed her way down Rebecca’s body, pausing briefly to stick her tongue in her belly button. When she reached Rebecca’s waist she eagerly unzipped her jeans and started pushing them down. They weren’t extremely tight, but Rebecca had to lift up her hips to get them loose. After all the effort, Sondra didn’t want to repeat the process so she just pulled down Rebecca’s panties in the same motion.
And she abruptly found herself next not a naked woman. A naked woman who had shaved off all her pubic hair. Sondra wasn’t completely surprised by this development; it was just another detail Evan had not mentioned to her. While she sported a nice, neat triangle of black curls above her pussy, Sondra had previously experimented with more extreme pubic hairstyles. Being completely shaved in the summer was nice and cool, but since it was early spring it was too soon for that particular change just yet.
“You shaved,” she commented, lightly touching the swell of Rebecca’s labia. She hadn’t yet opened her legs to offer Sondra a view of her pussy.
“I’m a lifeguard,” Rebecca said. “Life is easier this way.”
“Uh-huh,” Sondra said absently. She pushed on Rebecca’s thigh and the brunette took the hint, opening up her legs to reveal her already wet and swollen pussy. She was completely smooth and her inner labia stuck out just a little bit, making her look like a pouting girl. Sondra was beyond asking questions. While she didn’t find the sight of a woman’s sex to be all that stimulating, in this situation with what had already happened and what she wanted to happen combined with her desire to please Evan and—oddly—the warm, musky smell emanating from Rebecca’s pussy, she was enamored of the other woman’s pussy.
She pushed her face forward and kissed Rebecca’s clit. It was prominent at the top of her slit. After wiggling her tongue against the little bead of pleasure, she slid down the length of Rebecca’s slit and buried her tongue deep in her pussy.
Her flavor was musky and sour, not all that different from Sondra’s own pussy. It was strange to be putting her mouth in another woman’s pussy, but it wasn’t at all unpleasant. At first she had told herself she was doing it for Evan’s enjoyment; he liked watching lesbian porn. Then she had told herself she was doing it for Rebecca’s enjoyment, in order to please her new friend and to reciprocate for the powerful orgasms Rebecca had given her. But in the end she was doing it because it pleased her to do so. It was wonderful to make another person have an orgasm and it was easy to make Rebecca cum. And making Rebecca cum was easy. Sondra had her tongue on Rebecca’s clit and a finger up her pussy when suddenly her pussy clamped down and her body slightly shook.
“Just a little one,” Rebecca breathed. “Don’t stop.”
Sondra didn’t and a minute later Rebecca had another, stronger orgasm. She came with a strong, shrill cry of triumph and pleasure.
A pleased laugh escaped Sondra’s lips. “I made a girl cum,” she announced happily.
Rebecca grabbed her lover’s face and kissed her, tasting her own pussy on the other woman. “Thank you. I didn’t have quite that reaction when I did the same thing, but thank you.”
The women hugged and kissed before being interrupted by Evan. “Um…that was great, but is it my turn yet?” His cock was hard, large and red because he had been stroking it while the girls made love, yet he hadn’t wanted to cum himself. He wanted them to make him cum.
They looked over at him and giggled. “Maybe we’re done,” Sondra said. She marveled at how easily she had slipped into the role of bisexual woman who teased her husband. It was fun so there was no reason not to.
“Stop teasing him,” Rebecca said to her new friend. “Would you like to fuck him or can he fuck me while you watch?”
While she hadn’t considered exactly what they would do together, the thought of watching her husband make love with another woman was exciting, intriguing, and naughty. It also gave her a pang of jealousy. She liked that.
“I want to watch the two of you together,” Sondra said. She licked her lips and nodded at Rebecca. Her stomach was still in a knot. She half wanted this kinky fantasy to come true, but in her heart she also had a pang on jealousy that told her it was a terrible idea. Since she had already spoken the words and she knew that Rebecca and Evan had already fucked what difference did it make? Besides, she had just had sex with Rebecca right in front of Evan and he hadn’t minded a bit.
Evan looked nervously at Rebecca for a moment, then she reached out to him and he moved over to her. They kissed and rolled over on the bed together. Sondra watched them intently, but moved to the opposite edge of the bed. She wanted them to pretend she wasn’t there. She wanted to spy on them and catch them in the act.
They were familiar lovers so it was easy for Evan to get on top of Rebecca as she opened up her legs. They kissed again and Rebecca reached down for Evan’s cock, finding just the right angle so it slipped into her pussy. She breathed in with a shuddering sigh as her eyelids fluttered. And just like that, before Sondra’s eyes, they were fucking.
Sondra watched as Evan’s as rose and fell as he thrusted his cock into his girlfriend. Although she couldn’t actually see his cock or Rebecca’s pussy, she knew exactly what was happening. It was the most exciting thing in the world to Sondra’s eyes—at the same time it was also the most mundane. One part of her mind was telling her she should be screaming with jealousy and rage—the other part told her what she was witnessing was the most erotic moment of her life. A third part told her she should confess her relationship about Hank, but she ignored that part.
On a certain level two people having sex was terribly commonplace. It happened all the time throughout the world. It could be viewed at any time on the internet. Sondra had done it hundreds, if not thousands, of times in her life. So watching her husband’s body move against the woman he had been fucking for the past few months was nothing special. But it still gave her an incredible thrill in her belly—and lower. Sondra pushed her hand between her legs and felt her wet, swollen pussy. Finding her clit was easy and she slowly jilled off as she watched her husband make love to another woman.
That’s what did it for Sondra, that her husband wasn’t just having sex with Rebecca—if it was a simple physical action and reaction that would have been fine. It was that he was making love to her. He was using his cock in her pussy and they were both loving it. As was Sondra. Her mind was awhirl with confliction feelings and passions. That was what got her off. To her surprise, she came first.
She must have been loud because Rebecca and Evan stopped mid-fuck and stared at her. Sondra actually blushed and said, “Sorry. Didn’t mean to be so loud.”
“It’s okay,” Rebecca replied and reached across the bed for Sondra’s hand. Evan resuming fucking his girlfriend in front of his wife as they held hands. That was enough to get him off in a few more thrusts. Sondra was unsure if Rebecca ever got off with Evan’s cock. She didn’t really care either.
“That was awesome,” Rebecca said to Evan and gave him another kiss. “Thank you too, honey,” she added to Sondra with a squeeze of her hand and turning her head. “Thanks for lending him to me.”
Sondra nodded once and then burst into tears. Rebecca must have pushed Evan away because she was embracing and kissing Sondra a moment later, comforting her like a mother comforting a child. “Shh, shh, what’s the matter, honey?”
Sniffles prevented Sondra from answering immediately. Eventually she got herself under control and managed to say, “I don’t know. I’m jealous. I shouldn’t have let Evan fuck you. I’m stupid for doing this. I’ve fucked everything up.”
“Shh, shh, don’t say that,” Rebecca told her. “You haven’t fucked anything up.”
She continued to snivel a bit and then added, “He’s going to leave me for you.” The comment ended with a wail of agony.
Evan was quick for a response to that comment. “I’m not going to leave you for her.”
“He’s not going to leave you for me,” Rebecca clarified. “I don’t want him?”
“What?” Now Sondra was confused. Her emotions were a turmoil of muddy water and three people naked on a bed wasn’t helping matters. Nor was the fact she was still turned on by both of them.
“He’s not my type,” Rebecca qualified.
“Oh?” She hadn’t meant it exactly as a question, but it came out that way.
Rebecca laughed. “Yeah. He’s missing two things I’m looking for in a long term partner.”
“What’s that?” Sondra asked, genuinely curious now.
“Yeah, what’s that exactly?” Evan chimed in, a little bit offended.
Rebecca glanced nervously between the two of them. “Well, he doesn’t have tits and he doesn’t have swimmers.”
The married couple exchanged a glance of incomprehension. “What?” Sondra asked.
Rebecca pulled back a bit and leaned against the bed’s headboard. “I like women slightly better than I like men—at least emotionally. I like cock too, but that, I think, is a mostly physical thing. Long term? I bet I’m going to get married to a woman. But…and here’s the problem…I want to have kids too and apparently Evan got a vasectomy before I could get to him.”
Sondra briefly wondered if Rebecca was insinuating that she wanted to get rid of Evan and keep Sondra for herself. But that made no sense; they had really just met and become intimate. Then Sondra remembered that Rebecca was living with another woman. Her girlfriend? Fiancée? Lesbian life partner? So what she really needed was a man—or a sperm donor, really—who could satisfy her need for children. Perhaps she wanted something more than that because Rebecca had said a couple of times that she liked cock and was probably unwilling to give that up even if she did marry a woman. She was one of those rare unicorns—a truly bisexual woman.
Even though she had just had sex with Rebecca, Sondra didn’t really consider herself bisexual. It was fun and exciting and kinky to have sex her—and she would probably do it again given a decent chance—but she didn’t have any actual emotional desire for a woman to share her life with. Evan was enough in that respect.
“Oh,” Sondra said as she processed these thoughts. “You want to marry a woman but you need a man to impregnate you.”
Rebecca’s face soured slightly. “Thanks for summing up my life so simply.”
“Oh, sorry. I was just thinking about a possible solution to your problem. Though I have to say I’m a little upset you seduced my husband with the hope of him knocking you up.”
That caused Rebecca to shake her head violently. “No, no. The first time we had sex I was just in it for the cock. Then I found out he couldn’t have any more kids but I still continued to have sex with him.”
“Um, I’m here, you know,” Evan protested. “I’m a part of this too…”
With a wave of her hand Sondra dismissed him and said, “Um, that isn’t making you sound any better.”
“Well…I liked him. He was a good lay. You’re a lucky woman.” She pressed her luck. “What was the possible solution you were speaking of?”
Sondra smiled and leaned back into the bed’s pile of pillows, opened up her legs to display her pussy to her lovers. “Make me cum a few more times and maybe I’ll tell you about it.”
Rebecca and Evan exchanged a knowing smile and moved toward the older woman.
