8 comments/ 113416 views/ 16 favorites A Wife-Sharing Tryst By: xeema47 This is the true story of an adventurous evening that my wife and I shared with friends. Renee and I had only been married a few months when our relationship suddenly became very interesting. We always considered ourselves pretty open sexually, but although we had a rich fantasy life, we had never actually experienced anything out of the ordinary. However, one warm night on Long Island all of that changed . . . One summer weekend, we went clubbing with our friends Timmy and Cherise. It was a very warm night, and the girls were dressed in short silky dresses that revealed every curve, high heels and stockings. Renee and Cherise are both busty brunettes. What especially attracted me to Renee were her beautiful legs. In heels, they look incredible. Cherise, on the other hand, had a butt that just made me want to give it to her hard from behind. I'm not sure what it was, but something was in the air that night. Some edge of excitement you could almost taste. We had a few drinks and danced to some great rock music, when a slow dance came on. "Mind if I have a dance with your date?" Tim asked. Tim was a close friend from childhood. We often complimented each other on our respective spouses' best attributes. I would have trusted him with my life. "No problem, as long as I can do the same", I answered. Renee gave me a sexy glance as she took Tim's hand. I had slow danced with Cherise a few times, and she liked to do the grind with me. This time was no exception. As usual, I got hard pretty quickly and Cherise nestled me against her thighs. With the silky dress rubbing against her stockings, the effect was pretty erotic. "Wow, Jon. You're pretty frisky tonight, huh?" I breathed in her perfume, said "Mmm", and brushed her cheek with my lips. She pulled back a bit to look at me, smiled, shook her head and put it back on my shoulder. The night continued on, sexual innuendo's flying until, after a few drinks, I decided to raise the stakes a bit. "So, have you guys ever fantasized about being with other people?" At first they were a bit shy. "Why, have you?" asked Tim. Renee just looked at me. The smile on her face told me that the effects of the alcohol had loosened her up a little. She just waited for me to answer. "Well, as a matter of fact, it's a favorite fantasy of ours. Use it to spice up the activities in bed, you know?" "Mmm", said Cherise. "And who do you fantasize about?" Now it was my turn to be a bit shy. I looked at Renee and she gave me a go ahead nod. In bed, when I fantasized out loud about her making it with Tim, she usually got very wet and came quickly. It helped that I would always tell her that I probably would be very excited to see her actually do it. I decided to go for it. "It's not always the same people. Sometimes it's strangers, sometimes celebrities. And sometimes . . . it's you two." There I'd said it. At this point, Tim seemed to get very interested. "Really? And what do we do together?" "Sometimes", I replied, "we swap. We take each other's spouse and go into separate rooms and get it on. Sometimes it's a threesome with one or the other of you. Or both of you and one of us." Cherise was shaking her head again. "So, Renee, what do you think of all of this?" Renee was smiling a dreamy kind of smile. "Oh, I just love it. I get so excited during some of the scenes that I come almost right away." "Yeah, she especially likes the ones where Tim takes her while I watch." Renee kicked me gently under the table, but smiled shyly at Tim. "Whoa," said Tim. "That's hot!" Renee and I gave each other a glance and nod. We were about to step it up another level. I felt it was going to be tonight or never. "So, how about it guys?" I asked. "We know each other so well, I think you're the only couple we would actually consider doing this with." Cherise didn't look as happy as the three of us did. "And, Renee, you would actually do this?" she asked. This time Renee didn't even look to me for approval. She took Tim's hand, oblivious to Cherise's mood. "In a heartbeat!" she answered. At this Cherise got up and went to the ladies room. "I have to think this over," she said as she left. As I looked across the table, Tim and Renee only had eyes for each other. "I'll leave you guys alone and talk to Cherise when she comes out of the restroom," I said. I was anxious for them to get things revved up. I glanced back after a minute and was excited to see Renee's hand go under the table. After an impossibly long ten minutes, Cherise finally came out of the ladies room. She let me hug her and I whispered excitedly in her ear. "So?" "I can't, Jon. I'm just not ready for this." I came down like a ton of bricks. "Oh. But I thought . . ." "It's not you, Jon. Believe me. It's just that, I'm not that proud of my body right now. " Cherise had given birth to their first about six months prior, and was still holding some weight. In actuality it filled out her breasts and legs nicely. But she wasn't happy with herself. When we got back to the table, Timmy and Renee's faces were flushed with excitement. When they looked up, however, they straightened in their seats. "Tim, I need to get some air," said Cherise. When it became obvious that he wasn't going to follow, she turned and walked out the door. When she hadn't returned after about ten minutes, Tim went out to look for her. I turned to Renee. "So, looks like you two got along just fine." Renee looked down and straightened her silky dress, which had risen almost to her waist. "Oops. I'd say things got a bit, uh . . ." she looked at me questioningly. I gave her a big smile and a kiss. "I'm very hot and excited right now, Rae. It may not happen tonight, but I get the feeling that some of our fantasies may come true soon." She smiled and ran her fingers along my thigh. At that moment Tim came back. He had a smirk on. "She left." "Left?" Renee and I echoed. "But where'd she go?" Renee continued. "Hell if I know," answered Tim. "I guess she went home." We sat there in silence for a bit, Renee between me and Tim. I was disappointed and was about to suggest we all go home when I saw Tim steal a glance at Renee. Suddenly the sexual tension welled up in me again. "Hmm," I said aloud. Renee looked at me and smiled as she batted her eyelashes. I had the feeling she could read my mind. "I guess we're at a crossroads here. It's pretty clear to me that we have two choices." Renee squirmed in her seat. She looked at Tim, who looked like he was beginning to understand, then back at me, smiling. "And, they are?" "Well, we can take Tim home and call it a night. Maybe try this again another day. Or . . . " I looked at Tim and he swallowed hard and nodded for me to go on. "Or, we can read into Cherise's actions that although she isn't ready, she left the door open for us to do as we please. Tonight." Tim and Renee turned to look at each other with lust in their eyes. Renee spoke first. "And what, pray tell, might that be?" "Well, if you guys are game, why don't you leave that up to me? But there's a catch." Tim realized that he might be in for the night of his life, so he wasn't about to ask any questions. Renee spoke up. "Okay, I'll bite. What's the catch?" "As I won't be hooking up with anyone new tonight, I get to call all the shots. I guarantee you we'll be mixing it up good, but I need to direct this as we go along. So, do you agree to do exactly as I say, no more, no less?" This time it was Renee who swallowed hard. She liked to be directed in bed, and knew that I'd really be putting her through her paces tonight. She looked at Tim, and both looked back at me and nodded. "Sure," said Tim "Absolutely," Renee answered. I took a deep breath. I could feel my dick getting ready to jump out of my pants. This had long been one of our fantasies, but especially mine. I wanted to see Renee in action with another guy, and Renee definitely had the hots for Tim. But the part with me being in absolute control of it is something I hadn't even revealed to Renee before this. It was going to be quite a night. I whispered something to Renee. She flushed, said "OK", and got up to go to the ladies room. Tim and I waited at the table, and when she came back we all headed to the car. The night was warm and sultry outside the air conditioned bar. "Renee, you sit in front between me and Tim." She slid over to the middle seat and Tim took shotgun. As we drove out of the parking lot, I reached over and slid Renee's dress up over her thighs, giving Tim a good look at her panty less crotch. Renee gave a quick intake of breath, but made no move to cover herself. Instead, she arched her back in a stretch and opened her legs a bit. I nearly came right then. "Tim," I instructed. "Put your arm around Renee. That's it. Now just rest your hand on the inside of her thigh." Renee suddenly let out a breath. "Whew, it's getting hot in here," she said. I continued to drive to the local no-tell motel, called the Gateway Inn. "Great. Now, Renee, reach down and touch yourself. Tim and I want to hear how wet you are." "Oh, well I—" "Renee, remember who's calling the shots. If our deal is off . . ." "No, no. It's just that I've never done that for anyone but you. But I guess a deal's a deal!" Tim watched closely as Renee put first one, then two fingers into her very wet pussy. She started to moan softly, and the sweet scent of pussy rose above the squishing sounds her fingers were making. I let her continue for a few minutes. "Okay, hon. That's enough. You'll be doing plenty of cumming tonight. But not yet." Renee's fingers glistened in the moonlit shadows inside the car as she pulled them out of her dripping pussy. "Hmm. Better let Tim clean off your fingers." She reached them up shyly to Tim's lips. He eagerly sniffed them, then gently sucked them clean, savoring the taste. This drove Renee wild. "Now I think it's time to really warm you up. Why don't you give Tim some love kisses?" Tim pulled Renee to him and they kissed passionately, sharing Renee's juices between their lips. I could tell these two were up for just about anything. I pulled into the motel, and left them in the car kissing as I went to get a room, with strict instructions not to go any further than kissing. Sure! When I got back to the car with the room key, it was clear that more than kissing had been going on. A lot of straightening of clothes and throat clearing went on as I leaned in the window. "All right you two. Out of the car and up to the room. Let's see if you can follow directions a bit better up there." Renee gave me a lusty smile as she slid out of the seat. She took my hand and I lead her up the stairs to our room as Tim followed, with a very obvious bulge in his pants. As we entered the room, Renee was instructed to sit on the bed, and I looked Tim in the eye. "Enjoying yourself so far, Tim?" "You bet, Jon. Hey, I, uh . . ." "Tim. No worries. I am totally turned on, man. Believe me when I tell you this has been a fantasy of ours for a long time. Just relax and enjoy. Nothing we do tonight will affect our friendship, except in a positive way. Okay?" "Okay, Jon. You're the boss." "Yes I am. Yes I am . . . . And, speaking of that. Renee, prop yourself up on the pillows." She slid obediently to the head of the bed. "Good. Tim, pull up two chairs by the foot of the bed." I was really enjoying this. Tim and I sat in good viewing position. "Now, Renee, lift your dress up and spread your legs." She glared at me for a moment, then smiled a naughty smile and slowly raised her dress and opened her legs. "Like this, baby?" She really knows how to turn me on. "That's good. Now, why don't you put on a show for us." Renee licked her lips as she slowly reached down and spread her pussy for us. It was glistening with her sweet juices, and made a sexy sight indeed. Slowly she began to rotate her hips as she moved her hand into position. We watched enthralled as my sexy woman began to finger herself. Her other hand wandered to her clit. She was enjoying watching both of us, her senses heightened by the presence of another man in the room. As she got into it, we all began to sweat. "God, I'm hot. May I?" she asked, reaching for the buttons on the front of her dress. "No," I answered, "but Tim can." Tim smiled at me and nodded, stood up, walked to the head of the bed and slowly undid her buttons. Renee had stopped playing with herself. "Keep the hands going, Honey." She moaned and continued pleasuring herself as Tim finished undoing the buttons on her dress. "Now, slip it off one arm at a time. And Renee, always keep one hand working." This really got her hot with Tim so close as she played with her pussy. Finally, the dress was off. Now all my sexy wife had on was her bra and high-heels. "Very good, Tim. Now straddle her waist and take off the bra. And Renee—" "I know, " she responded hoarsely. "Keep playing." It was an interesting sight, and quite a turn on for me to see Tim straddling Renee, as he reached around her back to loosen her bra, while her hand protruded out from between his legs as she continued to play. She was very turned on. "Oh, God!" Renee yelled. "I think I'm gonna c-c-c-uUMMMMMMMMM! Unh! UnnNNNNNNNNNH!" Tim had finished removing her bra and rode her fully clothed as she climaxed. "Oh, shit!" she said as her breathing finally slowed. "I can't remember ever cumming so hard." At this point I surprised them both. "Okay, you two. You're on your own for now. Do what comes naturally." They both looked over at me. "Really?" asked Renee. "Are you sure, Jon?" asked Tim. "Absolutely, " I answered, smiling. "Now get to it." As I sat there watching my wife with another man, I opened my pants and pulled out my throbbing dick. I used the large amount of pre-cum already flowing to lubricate the shaft, working slowly, so I wouldn't come too fast. Once they saw that, they looked at each other and got busy. Renee had Tim's clothes off in record time. I was glad I decided to jerk off slowly. And I was impressed with Tim's staying power. For the next forty-five minutes Tim played her like a trained puppy. He stood next to the bed as she took him into her mouth, and played with her pussy, always making sure I had a clear view of the goings on. She was spread wide and actively humping against his hand. Her enthusiasm was getting me very hot. I took of the rest of my clothes while barely missing a stroke. Next he lay on top of her in 69 position. Renee continued sucking him off as he eagerly licked away at her pussy. I came over to the bed so I could get a closer look. As Renee was taking his nice-sized cock down her throat, she looked into my eyes and came for the second time. "Mffffggg, Mfffgg!" she moaned, never taking his cock out of her mouth. "You go, sweetie!" I said smiling at her and still stroking my rock hard dick. Tim got up and maneuvered Renee onto all fours. What he did next was fascinating. He entered her from behind to her great pleasure. Then every so often, while they were fucking, he forced her to move into a different position. This required her to crawl around the bed like an obedient pet. She did this willingly, and actually enjoyed being forced to obey his every command. I almost blew my load seeing her treated like this, but managed somehow to hold back. Then Tim smacked her ass. I held my breath, waiting for her to explode in anger. But, I was surprised again. "Oh, yes! Spank my ass! Fuck my pussy! Oh, shit, fuck me!" She yelled. It was as if she turned into super-slut. She didn't even remember I was there. I wasn't sure how to react, but my dick did the thinking for me. Suddenly I was cumming buckets. Tim must have been affected the same way. The next thing I knew he was pumping a thick hot load into Renee, who immediately began cumming again. The room echoed with our mixed moans as we all came together. Renee crawled over to the side of the bed, smiling up at me as she licked and sucked me clean. Playing the scene over again in my head, I started to get hard again. I looked over at my friend. "Tim, something tells me this is going to be a long night . . ." And indeed it was. We took turns with her all night. Fucking Tim, sucking me; sucking Tim, fucking me. About the only thing we didn't do was DP. Although Renee had recently gotten into anal, it had been a slow and touchy initiation. I figured that could wait for another time. The next morning, Renee and I showered together as Tim slept. "I think we really knocked him out", Renee said as we toweled dry back in the room. "I don't think Cherise will get any for a week!" At that moment Tim opened one eye. "Don't bet on that! All I need to do is think about last night and . . . Boing!" We all had a good laugh. "Besides, I intend to fill her in on every little detail of this little escapade. Don't be surprised if she gets so turned on, she'll want to join in next time!" "And there will be a next time!" Renee added. "Absolutely!" I chimed in. But that's a story for another time, friends . . . A Wife-Sharing Tryst Ch. 02 Nothing ever works out the way you think it will. Somehow life gets in the way, and everything changes. Or at least gets postponed. After our first wife-sharing experience, we didn't actually see Cherise and Tim for several months. Oh, we spoke by phone, of course. Tim and I would reminisce about that hot and steamy night, and talk about what we wanted to happen next, but somehow our plans were always disrupted. He had started a new job, and was working long hours, and I was involved with some problems at work, as well as a home renovation project that Renee and I had been planning for some time. Renee talked to Cherise several times, and although she was cordial, whenever the conversation came around to that night, Cherise would say something lame like, "Sounds like you had fun", and steer the conversation elsewhere. That made what happened next even more of a surprise . . . + + + + + Renee was at the kitchen table, perusing the help wanted ads. She was a bit depressed about being between jobs, but optimistic about finding a new one. Tim and I were at our respective jobs. Cherise was at home, having taken a leave from her job to take care of Timmy Jr., who was now nine months. The phone rang, the unexpected noise causing Renee to jump. "Hello?" "Hi, Doll. It's Cherise!" Wow, Renee thought. That's the most chipper she's sounded since – well since that night several months ago when we had our little tryst with Tim. "Hey. What's going on?" The girls chatted for several minutes. Catching up and talking about Timmy Jr's latest exploits. "So, what have you got planned for the day?" asked Cherise. "Oh, not much of anything. Just looking through the paper, checking out the job market." "Okay. Sounds like you can use a break. Why don't we take the day off and go shopping? Maybe do a little lunch? My Mom's got the baby so I'm free." This took Renee a bit by surprise. They hadn't seen each other for several months, and now Cherise was being all chummy. The truth be known, Renee had thought that Cherise was angry about the night she had gotten it on with Tim. Even though Cherise had given it her tacit blessing, every time Renee tried to bring it up, she had turned cold. Maybe she had warmed up over time. Better take advantage of it and try to revive their friendship, Renee thought. "Okay, sure. Do you want to meet somewhere?" "No, no. I'll pick you up, say, in half an hour?" "Sounds great. See you then!" As Renee hung up the phone, she made up her mind that she wouldn't bring that night up again. If Cherise was willing to look past it, there was no sense rubbing salt into the wound. She ran up the stairs to get ready. + + + + + "Oh, my God! You lost the baby fat!" Upon jumping into the front seat, Renee was shocked to see that Cherise had lost the remainder of the weight she had been carrying since the baby. She had on a tube top and tight jeans. Her hair was a bit shorter and done up 'bed-head' style. "You look hot!" Cherise reached across the seat and the two friends hugged. Cherise pulled back and gave her a wicked look. "You like?" "Like? Geez, I love it! And your boobs. How'd you manage to lose the weight and keep them? They actually look bigger. Hey, did you . . .?" Cherise put on a Cheshire cat smile. "Let's just say that I decided to do a bit of a make-over. You know, to start feeling good about myself again. So, did I surprise you?" "I'll say! Tim must be happier than shit." "Well, you know, he claims it doesn't make a difference to him. He always appreciated me as I was. But I catch him watching the way guys react to me now and smirking. I think it turns him on." Renee decided to steer clear of that topic. "So, where'd you want to shop?" "Actually, since I trimmed down I haven't had the chance to get any new lingerie. There's a nice little shop in town where we can check out some sexy outfits. You game?" She looked over and Renee was vaguely aware of a feeling of butterflies in her stomach. "I am if you are," she answered. Besides, it might be interesting seeing that bod close up and personal, she thought. Could she really be as hot as she looked in those clothes? + + + + + The proprietress of the shop was a middle aged woman with a twinkle in her eye. "So, what can I do for you young ladies today?" "Well," answered Cherise. "I've just lost a lot of weight, and I'm not sure what my size is. What size are you, Renee?" "Um, size 2." "Great." She turned back to the lady at the counter. "I guess we're about the same size now, so let's see some sexy nightgowns in size 2." Renee was about to say that Cherise was at least a size bigger than she was, but decided to let it go. Time to let the friendship grow a bit before being too honest. "Okay, anything specific in mind?" "Oh, you know, the usual stuff that'll turn our husbands on." "Ah, I have just the section for you!" she answered. "Now, back on this rack . . ." The girls spent about an hour in the shop, and left with an assortment of erotic clothing; everything from thigh-highs, sexy thongs and high-heels to crotch less body stockings, garters and peek-a-boo nightgowns. Renee thought Cherise had been a bit racier in her choices, and possibly a size too big for some of the stuff she bought. Oh, well, she thought. I guess she's figuring on losing more weight. "That was fun," said Cherise. "Just one more quick stop and we can try this stuff on at my place." "Oh, I thought you'd be dropping me off . . ." Those butterflies were back. "Come on, Renee. Don't tell me you're getting shy all of a sudden?" "No, not at all. That's fine with me, just as long as I'm home in time to start dinner." Cherise gave her another one of those cat-ate-the-canary looks and smiled. "Yup, not a problem." Renee took a deep breath and settled back into her seat. She had no problem modeling lingerie in front of Cherise. She was surprised, however, that Cherise had suggested it. Guess she was just more comfortable with her new body, Renee thought. The next stop was at a boutique known for its fetish clothing, among other things. Inside the store, the two women separated and perused the kinky goods. Renee was checking out a rack of dildo's that reminded her of a sausage and cheese display she had seen once in an Italian deli in Brooklyn. An incredible array of sizes, shapes, colors --- "Ready?" Cherise suddenly appeared carrying a bag of things she had purchased, startling Renee. "Oh, s-sure. What'd you get?" "Just some 'personal' things", she replied. There was that smile again. "Aren't you getting anything?" "Not just now, but I've been checking out the merchandise!" Renee nodded toward the rack of rubber dicks in front of her. They both laughed and left the store. When they got to Cherise's house, she brought out two glasses of wine to 'loosen them up a bit' as she put it. By the time they opened all the packages and spread out the outfits, they were on their second glass. All the packages but one, that is. Cherise's 'personal' bag from the fetish store. Renee was feeling good and relaxed. "So, Cherise, what's in this bag?!" Renee lunged at the bag and grabbed. Cherise wrestled her to the floor good-naturedly and got the bag back. She ended up straddling Renee and smiling down at her. "So, you want to know what's in here, do you?" Renee smiled up at her, feeling the effects of the wine. "Yes, I do." "All right. Under one condition." She stood up and went to the couch. "I want to see you in this!" Cherise was holding up a black crotch less body stocking. "And I think you'll find that it is just your size." Renee flushed and the butterflies started doing a tarantella in her stomach. So, she was buying some of those outfits for me, she thought. Never one to back down, Renee decided to go for it. She stood up, took the body stocking from Cherise and threw the rest of her glass of wine down like it was a shot. "Sure. No problem. And I'll have another one of these, please." She handed the glass to Cherise. "No problem, hon. It'll be waiting for you." + + + + + At Cherise's suggestion, Renee went into the master bath to change her clothes. Cherise and Tim had a surprisingly nice house for such a young couple. As she looked around, she saw that the vanity area had a nice big mirror. There was a huge collection of grooming aids there, including some scented body oils and polishes. She watched herself in the mirror as she stripped off her clothes. She was surprised that she wasn't nervous. After all in a few moments, she'd be standing in front of her friend in a crotch less body stocking. As she thought about it, a slight thrill went through her. But the wine had taken the edge off of any nervousness she was feeling. Suddenly she just wanted to be out of her clothes. She removed them quickly and looked at her naked body in the mirror. Renee gently rubbed her skin where the lines from her clothing showed. Looking on the counter she found a tube of body crème. She opened the cap and sniffed it. Its musky smell was just the thing. As she stood in front of the mirror, she gently rubbed the crème over her tummy. As she moved to her breasts, she noticed how hard her nipples had become. She gently pinched them, getting a tingle in her pussy as she did so. "Knock, knock. Almost done in there? Not chickening out are you?" Startled, Renee dropped the tube of crème and grabbed the outfit. "Nope," she replied, slightly out of breath. "I'll be right out." Renee was glad she had shaved this morning. Just sliding the sexy, slightly lacy body stocking over her smooth legs made her juices start to flow. Pulling it on the rest of the way, she adjusted the crotch so that it was pulled down low, with the crotch less part between her legs. No sense having her pussy hanging out if it didn't have to. Opening the bathroom door, Renee felt the cooler air caress her nearly-naked body. She stepped tentatively out into the hallway, almost tripping over a pair of silver shoes with stiletto heels. "Put them on." Cherise was in the shadow of a doorway across the hall, holding up a glass of wine, swirling the ruby red liquid as she stared at Renee. Cherise stepped out of the doorway, and Renee was surprised to see that she too had changed. Cherise was now wearing an almost transparent black negligee that barely came down to her crotch. Her breasts showed through clearly. Underneath she was wearing a very tiny thong, black thigh-high stockings and garters. On her feet was a pair of see through high-heeled shoes. "Wow, Cherise. You-you look great!" "Thanks. So do you. Now put the shoes on." Something in her tone had changed. Renee wasn't sure why, but she was getting more aroused by the minute. Still looking at Cherise, she stepped into the sexy heels and bent to close the ankle straps. As she did so, she realized Cherise was getting a nice view of her neatly trimmed pussy. The expression on Cherise's face changed slightly, and Renee could swear she heard a purring sound. "Nice. Now let's go into the living room and get a good look at you. Then I'll show you what's in the bag." Cherise reached out and took Renee by the hand, leading her into the other room. Her touch felt warm and kind of nice. As they entered the living room, Renee hesitated. All of the shades were opened and the sunshine streamed in. Cherise pulled her firmly by the hand. "Don't worry," she said. "All of the windows have a thermal covering on them. We can see out, but they can't see in." Renee let herself be lead into the room. "That's a girl. Now let's have a good look." Cherise held her hand up and spun Renee slowly around as if they were dancing. Renee felt ashamed and excited to be on display like this. At the end of the turn, she ended up very close to Cherise, with their lips almost touching. Cherise moved a bit closer and breathed in. "Mmmm. You smell good enough to eat!" Renee felt slightly dizzy as Cherise's hair brushed her face, causing her to lean in to the other woman, their bodies touching. "Whoa, girl. You'd better sit for a minute," said Cherise. Renee started to head for the couch. "Oh, no. Sit over here." She gestured toward a straight-backed dining room chair that had been placed in the middle of the room. Renee thought this a bit unusual, but let herself be lead to the chair and sat down. Her moist pussy was now pressed against the material of the chair. There will definitely be a wet spot when I get up, thought Renee. "Now do I get to see what's in the bag?" asked Renee. Cherise was feasting her eyes on her in a way that made Renee flush with the heat of the situation. In spite of herself, Renee opened her legs slightly and moved against the chair. Cherise's nostrils flared slightly and her eyes got a dreamy look. Cherise cleared her throat. "Okay, now you can see what's in the bag. But first you need to close your eyes. In fact, to make sure you don't peek, let's put this on." Cherise reached into the bag and took out a blindfold. "Oh, that's not necessary," said Renee. "I can just . . ." But Cherise walked over and started putting it on her. "Just play along, honey. I promise it'll be fun." As the blindfold went on, Renee felt more aroused. Now she was practically naked and sightless. And losing control of the situation. She wondered exactly what Cherise had in mind for her. Renee listened as Cherise rummaged around the plastic bag from the store looking for something. "Ah, here it is," she heard Cherise say. The room suddenly became very quiet. "Here what is?" asked Renee. Then, a bit timidly, "Cherise? Are you still there?" Then, just as she was about to reach for the blindfold, Cherise whispered in her ear. "Ah, ah ahhh, Sweetie . . . don't touch the blindfold. Now just bear with me for a minute." Renee tried to pull away as she felt something go around her neck, but Cherise had a firm grip on her. Before she was able to stop it, something clicked into place around her neck. "What the f--!" Renee yelled. She tried to get up, but Cherise held her down, laughing. "Now calm down, Renee. Let's walk together over to the mirror, so you can see your present." "My present! Look, get this thing off of me. . ." Cherise pulled roughly back on whatever was around her neck. "Now you listen to me, you little slut!" That stopped Renee cold. She stopped struggling and tried to calm herself down. "That's better. Now walk with me to the mirror, and then we'll talk." Renee took a deep breath, then stood up, still blindfolded and let Cherise lead her to the mirror. When they stopped, she ripped off her blindfold. Around her neck was a silver diamond studded collar. Connected to it was a silver leash, held by Cherise. In spite of her anger, Renee thought the scene in the full length mirror looked very kinky. Her body stocking had slid up, revealing her tiny 'landing strip'. Her breasts were clearly visible through the thin lacy material. And she was being lead on a leash, by what now looked like a very sexy dominatrix. Still, she was confused by the turn of events. "So, what's this all about? And why'd you call me a slut?!" "Come sit on the couch and I'll explain." Renee couldn't wait to hear this one! Cherise tugged on her leash and Renee followed, surprised again by her reaction to being lead around like this. She was beginning to feel very horny again. "All right," Cherise began. "I have to admit I was very jealous the night you Jon and Tim got together. I wanted to be there, but I didn't want to get naked in front of everybody because I was too fat." Renee was sitting on the couch next to Cherise, who still was holding her leash. "Oh, silly. We wouldn't have ---" "It doesn't matter what you would or wouldn't have done, okay?! I was not happy with the way I looked and that was that. Anyway, I was determined to get in shape and even up the score." "Well, you definitely got in shape, but how do you intend to even the score?" "You'll have to see, won't you? And we've already taken the first step. Now, if this 'thing' between the four of us is going to continue, you'll have to cooperate, or it's all over." "Cooperate, uh, in what way?" "Tim tells me you like to be directed. Controlled. Told what to do in bed." Renee felt a flush of excitement and fear run through her. "Okay?" was all she could bring herself to say. "Okay, then. The first thing we need to agree on is that you are going to be my love slave. Right now." "Love slave?" "Um hmm. You will do whatever I ask -- to, with or for me. No pain involved, at least, not much. Just turn total control of your body over to me. Yes or no?" Renee thought of the night with Tim and Jon, and how much she had enjoyed it. There wasn't any other couple they could or would have this type of relationship with. And she could think of far worse things than being a love slave, as Cherise put it, to this beautiful woman before her. "Well? You're taking too long to answer. If you can't do it, then –" Cherise started to stand up. "Okay, okay. I'll do it." A smile came across Cherise's face as she sat back down. She raised one eyebrow, as if wondering if Renee would actually do it. "Good. Now, kneel down on the floor in front of me, slut!" The word stung Renee but turned her on at the same time. She was starting to get very wet just thinking about where this might go. She knelt down facing Cherise. "No, kneel at my feet, facing away from me." As Renee obeyed, Cherise pulled the leash tight, so she had to sit up straight. The leash was pulled even tighter, forcing her breasts to jut out, pushing against the material of the body stocking and constricting her breathing just a bit. Instead of being painful, it heightened Renee's senses. Her pussy began to drip. "That's a good slave. Now stay." Cherise reached over and grabbed the phone. Renee sat obediently while she dialed. "Hi, sweetie. It's Cherise. Fine and you? Guess what I have? I have a sexy little obedient slave girl sitting at my feet. Yes, and she's barely dressed. Oh, just a crotch less body stocking and high heels. I'm not wearing too much myself." Renee tried to turn, but was quickly turned back around by a pull on her leash. She was about to ask who Cherise was talking to, but thought better of it. "Oh, can you? That's great! Okay, see you later." Cherise hung up the phone. She knelt on the floor next to Renee and gave her a wicked look. "We're going to have a great time, right now, just you and me." They were facing each other now. Reaching around behind Renee, Cherise pulled on her leash forcing her head back. Then she leaned in and gave Renee a long, wet kiss that almost made her swoon. Renee had always wondered if Cherise's lips tasted as soft and luscious as they looked. Now she knew. "Mmmm," Renee moaned as she returned Cherise's kisses with enthusiasm. "That's it, baby, enjoy," Cherise whispered between kisses. "I'm not sure if you realize it, but I've always had a thing for you. And I don't want to hurt you. I just want to have my way with you. I own your body now." Cherise's hands wandered over her body, caressing her breasts, her ass her thighs, her—Renee gasped as Cherise's hand found the opening in the body stocking. Her fingers separated her moist folds and slid between. "Mmmm," Cherise sighed. "I see someone is very wet." "Oh, yes . . . unhh", Renee cooed as Cherise's deft fingers slid into her dripping slit and touched her clit. Her legs parted willingly as she kissed and licked Cherise's neck. "Oh, god . . . that's so good!" Renee couldn't believe how good the touch of a woman felt. Cherise pulled back and pushed Renee gently to the floor. Still holding her leash, she slowly kissed and nibbled down to the opening in the body stocking. Renee took a deep breath in anticipation of what was to come. Instead, Cherise moved away, and Renee heard her rustling the bag from the fetish shop again. She tried to sit up and look, but Cherise was watching. A Wife-Sharing Tryst Ch. 02 "Don't sit up", she said. "Just lay back and close your eyes." Renee did as she was told, but her eyes flew open again as she felt Cherise rub something against her slick pussy lips. "Ohhh! . . Mmmm. That feels so gooooood . . . unmph!" The last word stretched out and ended in a sigh, as Cherise pushed what felt like a dildo into her. "Oh God, yeah baby!" she yelled. "You like that, don't you sweetie?" Cherise said, as she slowly moved the fake cock in and out. "You like it when I fuck you, don't you? Tell me . . ." "Oh, yes, yes!" Renee couldn't believe her friend was fucking her with a dildo. She gave herself up to it with wild abandon, humping back with each stroke. "Oh, mmmmmm. . . MM. Fuck me! Give me more!" At that moment, Cherise hit a switch and the dildo began to vibrate. Renee let out a strangled yelp, as her clit began to vibrate and pulse. "Oh, baby, I'm gonna cum...I'm gonna. Oh, mmmmpf. . .mmmph . . .aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh, God, I'm cumming!" "You go girl!" Cherise smiled as she felt Renee's spasms through the vibrating dildo. As she came and came, Cherise held the dildo steadily in her beautiful friend. Finally, she switched it off and slowly removed it from Renee's dripping pussy. "Oh." Renee sighed. "That was so good!" She stretched out and sighed again. It felt great to just give up control and experience whatever Cherise's imagination could dream up. She wondered if this was a one time thing or -- "What do you mean it 'was' so good?" Cherise replied. "We're just getting started!" "Oh, well, I have to get home to cook –" "Don't worry about that. It's been taken care of." "Taken care of? What do you mean, 'taken care of' --" Cherise gave a pull on her leash, and forced her to stand. "Too many questions for a love slave." Cherise turned Renee around and gave her a firm slap on the ass. "Ouch! Okay, okay." Renee said laughing. "I get the message!" She let herself be lead across the living room, nearer to the door. Cherise forced her gently to the floor. "Now you're really in for it. You get to try my favorite toy." Cherise's high-heeled foot was next to Renee's face and she reached out to touch it. "No," Cherise said firmly. "No touchy-feely until I say so, understood?" Renee was surprised, but then she remembered who was in control. "Understood." "Good. Now close your eyes and open your legs with your knees bent." Renee complied without hesitation, her heartbeat speeding up again. Next she heard what sounded like a closet door opening. She was tempted to peek, but she knew Cherise was probably checking. She decided to play the game and wait to see what happened next. The anticipation was making her so wet she started to drip again. Renee heard something being dragged out of the closet. Then something was placed on the floor between her legs, not touching her. It sounded like Cherise was fiddling with something. Suddenly, Renee's eyes flew open as she felt something pressing into her wet pussy. "Ohmigod! What is that?!" A device was in front of her, with a rubber cock on a long pole. Cherise just smiled and continued to slide the device forward, until Renee was completely impaled on it. "What is that fucking machine?!!" Renee asked. Cherise flipped a switch and it began to hum, sending vibrations right into Renee. Renee began to rotate her hips in spite of herself. "That's exactly what it is sweetie, a fucking machine!" She flipped another switch, and the rod started to move the artificial cock slowly back and forth. Renee started to moan almost immediately from the multiple sensations. Cherise flipped another switch, and the rubber dick was now vibrating, moving back and forth, and twisting from side to side inside her. "Ohhhhh, God ..... Oh yeah! I never felt anything like this . . . unhhhhh!!!" Renee felt a strong orgasm rising from deep inside her. Just then Cherise lay down beside her, giving her warm, wet kisses and massaging her breasts. Cherise guided Renee's hand to her own pussy, which was almost as wet as Renee's. Renee slipped a finger in Cherise's wet slit and started to play. That's when Renee realized that Cherise was holding a remote control. She watched mesmerized as Cherise turned a knob, and the machine started fucking her faster, then faster still as the vibrations also increased in intensity. Suddenly, the orgasm that had been building in Renee's loins burst forward. "Ohh, Oh . . . Oh, yeah!!!" she cried out as she experienced the most intense orgasm she had ever had. And still the machine pumped on. Renee thrashed about, tossing her head from side to side, as she tried to keep pleasuring Cherise's dripping pussy. Cherise stood up as the fucking machine continued to give it to Renee. She moved over and squatted over Renee's face. In the throes of ecstasy from the thorough fucking she was getting, Renee would have done anything. As Cherise slowly lowered her pussy on Renee's face, Renee stuck out her tongue and started licking a pussy for the first time. Cherise's juices tasted wonderful. Soon Renee was licking and sucking for all it was worth. Cherise was so turned on by what she had been doing to Renee that she immediately started to moan as her own orgasm began to build. Just at that moment, Renee heard the front door open. There they were, in the living room, totally exposed in their lust to whoever walked in. Renee couldn't see a thing, due to the fact that Cherise was still grinding her pussy into her face. They were so far gone, the two girls continued to moan through their mutual multiple orgasms with abandon. "Oh, Oooh ooooo . . . hello!" Cherise said as she continued to ride Renee's glistening face. Renee reached her hands up and pushed on Cherise's ass until she could see out from underneath it. Finally she saw who it was. Standing there with a lusty grin on his face was . . . . Me, Jon. Renee's husband. The guy who has been telling this story to you, as told to me by Renee. The scene I had walked in on was incredible. These two hot, sexy women were dressed to kill. My wife was on her back, getting fucked by some weird contraption, and my best friend's wife was sitting on her face. Both of them were moaning loudly, obviously cumming, or getting ready to cum very soon. "Holy shit!" was the best I could do. "This is incredible . . ." Cherise continued to hump Renee's face as she looked up at me with a wicked, lusty smile. Her eyes were glazed over as I watched her cum. When they were both done cumming, Cherise stood up. Below her, Renee's face was covered with her juices. "Turn it off, please!!" pleaded Renee who had obviously had enough of the machine for the moment. Cherise picked up a remote and turned off the machine. In the quiet that followed, both women were breathing heavily, their chests heaving. "Jon!" Renee shouted breathlessly. "What are you doing - - " Then she remembered. "The phone call!" Renee had just assumed that Cherise had called Tim. "You got it." I was the one Cherise had called. I couldn't believe my ears, but I knew the love slave she was talking about was my own sweet Renee. "I told her that I could get off early from work, and to keep you busy until I got here. Right after the phone call, I couldn't keep my mind on work. I made up some excuse, about being very hot and left work. My face was probably very flushed, so my boss bought it. Then I headed here." Cherise walked over and stood in front of me naked and wet. Throwing her arms around me she gave me one of the sexiest, wettest kisses I had ever received. I looked over at my wife Renee, who was propped up on her elbows, watching with curiosity. "I'm not sure my love slave realizes it," Cherise began, her hand stroking my chest, "but you're the star in the next part of my plan to even the score with you three." I looked over at Renee again. She had one eyebrow raised and an amused look on her face. "Oh, really!" she said. "Now this I'm gonna enjoy!"