0 comments/ 33373 views/ 2 favorites A Lucky Lady Ch. 1 By: Jewel I am a very, very lucky lady. First thing that makes me lucky: the man that I married. Steve and I have been married for 5 years, the best years of my life. He is handsome, sexy, kind, sweet, and is extraordinarily good to me, to the point of spoiling me rotten. We laugh, talk, make love, and are the very best of friends. He is my heart, and I don't know what I would do without him. The second thing that makes me lucky: my lover Alex. So let me back up a bit. A few years ago, Steve and I had a discussion one evening after we made love. We were discussing past lovers, and I mentioned that years ago I had the opportunity to have a threesome with my then boyfriend and his friend. But I passed it up, being too inexperienced at the time, and not wanting to make a fool of myself. Steve was quiet for a few minutes, and as I drifted to sleep, he whispered in the dark "I would love to see that." My eyes flew open, and I turned my head to try and get a better look at his face. "What?" I asked. After a moment, Steve told me (in a hesitating way) that seeing me in bed with another man was something that would intrigue him. He said that I was so exciting in bed, so responsive, that seeing me with another man would be a huge turn on. This led to a more in-depth conversation, as we discussed further what we would like to experience, things like my being with another woman, possibly scouting out the area for swinger parties, and so on. After talking for what seemed all night, we finally fell asleep. So did the topic. We didn't bring it up again, and we more or less let our desires lie. We still had the best relationship around, and life went on. Then we decided to get a computer. I wanted the computer so I could organize my daily work better. Steve wanted it so he could try out some cyber surfing. So we bought one, hooked it up, and entered the 20th century with everyone else. It changed our lives. One evening, I rolled over sleepily in bed to discover I was alone. I went downstairs and found Steve on the net, gazing at a porno site, his stiff cock in his hand. He was mesmerized, slowly stroking it up and down as he scanned the photos, women very much like myself, attractive and hot. And very, very horny. I silently walked up behind him. He was so engrossed with the images that he never heard me approach. My hand slid down his bare chest, and he jumped. He looked up and I smiled at him. He smiled back sheepishly at being caught . . . yes, red handed. "Why didn't you wake me?" I asked, as he had done that a few times when he was so horny he couldn't wait until morning. "I don't know, I guess I wanted to see what I could find online. I hope you don't mind" Steve said. I brushed my fingers over his nipples, and he sighed heavily. "No, it's ok. Don't let me interrupt you. Please, continue with what you were doing." He smiled and turned back to the screen. I played with his nipples as he started to stroke his cock again, scrolling through the site. I wet my fingers and ran them around and around his now hard nipples, and he moaned as his hand stroked harder, faster. I came around to the front of the chair and dropped to my knees in front of him. I let my tongue trace the dark red head of his hard cock, my fingers still stroking his upper body. He was breathing heavily now, stroking hard and fast. I bent my head down to suck on his balls as he moaned my name. I came back up to the top and sucked the head of his cock between my lips, sucking deeply, running my tongue around and around as I increased the pressure. "Oh God, don't stop, God I'm cumming" Steve moaned. I sucked his entire cock into my mouth with one long, tight stoke, and that was all it took. He cried out as the cum came pouring out, splashing against the back of my throat. I sucked it all down eagerly, closing my eyes, and savoring the hot taste of it. He was shaking as the flow slowed down, and I let up on the pressure I was exerting on his cock. He stroked my hair as I slowed down, bringing him down from his climax. After a minute of rest, he pulled me up and kissed me deeply. I smiled as I kissed him back and told him that was what he got for leaving me alone at night. He smiled wickedly and said he'd do it more often then. We both laughed and got ready to pack it up for the night. Just as the computer shut down, Steve said, "I'd love to see you have that effect on another man." I was taken aback a bit. We hadn't discussed the subject in months. I decided to play along. "Well, who do you have in mind?" I figured this would probably put an end to it. I was wrong. "I've been surfing the net, and they have swinger sites where you can meet single and married people who are into that. What would you think about looking into it?" I was stunned now. He had been investigating this? I think that was when the idea really sunk in: we could do this. We were consenting adults, we could do whatever we wanted (within reason of course). And I had a second chance at my threesome fantasy. But would I do it? To Be Continued... A Lucky Lady Ch. 2 That evening sparked a new chapter in our lives together. Steve and I started to actively discuss the possibility of trying swinging with another person or people. We discuss everything openly, always have, and prospect of doing this was the main topic of most of discussions for the next few weeks. The questions were endless: could we do this and not be jealous of each other with another person? How do you weed out the crackpots from the serious people who were like us, they didn't want anything sick or twisted, they just wanted friendship with a little extra spice? How much do you divulge over the internet? What if we were caught, how would we handle it? After discussing all the pros and cons, we decided to put in a profile at a swinger site. We got some replies, and sent some letters ourselves to other members at the site. This started our adventures. We met with some couples, some single men, and gradually began to discover through experience what we wanted, what we were looking for, and how to spot those people who weren't what we wanted. We had some good and some not so good experiences. Most of them involved me having sex with another man while Steve watched, and occasionally videotaped. We tried to find a couple with a female that Steve found attractive and desirable, but to no avail. He is very picky, and the women we met didn't appeal to him. I, however, had fun with both the husband and wife, and greatly enjoyed satisfying the husband's fantasy of seeing his wife with another woman, then joining in (come on guys, you know you ALL want that fantasy, I've heard it a million times). And although my fantasy was satisfied, I had some others. But they were very private, and I didn't feel comfortable with any of the men I was with to divulge them. Until we got a letter from Alex. Alex was 24, 6 years our junior. He had just moved to this state, relocated for work. He had no family or friends here, and was cruising the swinger site we were at and liked what he read in our profile. He was looking to meet new people and make friends, and if things went farther, he was all for it. As I read his profile, my first impulse was not to respond. You see, we easily got 8 or 10 letters a week from single men looking for sex. Seems that most couples that are swingers are looking for bi females or other couples. We were unique, and got a lot of requests for pictures, responses, dates. So to hear that a 24 year old guy wanted to fuck me, well, that was standard, and I wasn't really looking to meet someone that much younger than me. But after reading the letter he sent, I realized he didn't sound like your average 24 year old. He seemed more mature, serious. And I liked the fact that the first line of his letter didn't say "I got an 8" cock that is dying for your pussy baby." So I wrote him back. And thus started our friendship. We found that we had one major passion in common: motorcycles. Steve and I both have bikes, and so did Alex. So it was agreed that we meet one day and we would take him around the more scenic areas on our bikes. I was nervous the day he was coming over. Most of the men that we met with were at nightclubs, me dressed to the nines with a short skirt, tight top, and the works. I was now going to meet this guy with jeans, a t-shirt, a black leather jacket, and bike boots. Not the best way to make a sexy impression. And I was worried that, despite the photos that he sent us, that I would be disappointed with his appearance. I had nothing to worry about. He showed up, 6', strong build, dark blonde hair and a nice smile. When he pulled up on his bike in his black leather jacket, got off the bike and stood up, I was shot through with a hot flash of desire. To me, that look is beyond sexy, and he was very much what I considered sexy. And I was to discover later that the feeling was mutual . . . . he thought that a woman who drove a motorcycle was enormously sexy, that it showed power and control, and he found that very attractive indeed. So we were off to a great start to a great friendship. It lasted more than just once or twice. Most men that we met had one or two encounters, then didn't write back. They got their satisfaction, and then decided it was time to hunt again. Alex was different. We had a great time on the bikes and in the bedroom. He was a very good lover, and Steve had quite a collection of videos of the two of us. Little did I know that the best was yet to come . . . . During the summer and fall, the three of us would plan weekend bike trips, a few hours from home, and get a hotel room and stay the night. Being away from home allowed us the luxury to flaunt what we had. We loved going down to the hotel pool, and teasing each other. I would kiss and tease Steve, then swim to the other part of the pool and kiss Alex while stroking his hard cock through his swimsuit. On one occasion there was a group of older men on the patio outside, and we decided to give them a show. Alex pushed me over to Steve, and while I kissed Steve and he fondled my tits, Alex kissed the back of my neck and played with thighs and ass, all in view of the men on the patio. A few of them walked by several times, trying hard to not make it obvious that they were watching. By the time the two of them were done with me, I was dying for cock and begged them to take me back to our room. And they did, to my utter delight. But again, it was always Alex and I, and Steve watched. Although I wasn't going to complain, I was getting to the point that I wished that Steve would play with us. But his passion was watching, and I didn't want to deny him that. After all, I was getting more cock than I could handle, so why should I complain? Still . . . . .I wanted more. One evening after a very hot sexual session, I told Steve that one of my more private fantasies was to be tied up and taken advantage of. We had used handcuffs in the past, and I had used them with other lovers I'd had as well, but it was always me on the controlling end. I told Steve that I would like to experience the sensations on the other end of the cuffs. The conversation turned to another topic, and the subject was dropped. Or so I thought. On one of our arranged trips, Steve, Alex, and myself went a few hours north to a small town along a bay. The area was beautiful and curvy, perfect for cruising on our bikes. We traveled the couple of hours and got to our hotel. We decided to go for a swim when we got there, and headed down to the pool. Once there, I decided to exercise some of my skills on my two handsome men. I swam to Alex, and smiled as he pulled me into his arms. As soon as my lips touched his, I could feel him getting erect. I wrapped my body around his, locking my ankles around his waist. He sighed and kissed me harder, his tongue exploring my mouth. His hands came around to feel my tits, and I pushed his hands away. He tried again, this time applying a little more force. I still pushed them away. He pulled back from the kiss. "Being a tease, are we?" I smiled. "You never complained before. I don't feel you complaining now." I slipped my hand between our bodies and stroked his hard cock. His head dropped back slightly and his eyes closed. I pulled his cock out of the suit, letting the cool water hit it fully. He groaned and I stroked it, slow and firmly, letting my fingers occasionally play over the head. He started to move his hips, fucking my fist as I stroked harder now, faster. His breathing increased, I heard him sigh "Oh yeah". I could feel his cock start to throb, and it seemed to grow even larger in my hand. He was right there . . . I pushed away from his embrace. He moaned loudly and tried to grab for me, but I evaded his reach and swam away laughing. He collected his wits and opened his eyes. "You are such a cocktease," he said, shaking his head. I laughed again, loving the fact that I could do that to him, have that effect on him. I turned and swam to the steps and climbed out of the pool. I walked over to the hot tub, and joined Steve. I waded over to him and smiled and settled myself on his lap, straddling him so I was facing him. I leaned in and kissed him, and he wrapped his arms around me to pull me close. As we kissed, his hands came up and pulled the straps of my swimsuit down. I shivered, feeling the cooler air on my nipples, in contract to the steam and heat the rest of my body was immersed in. He pulled me up and kissed my hard nipples, first one then the other. He ran his tongue around and around, making me sigh. My eyes closed and I enjoyed the heat that was running through my body as he sucked my nipple deep into his mouth. His hand pinched my other tit as I felt him lightly bite my nipple. I could feel my pussy getting wet, feel the heat as I was slowly rubbing against his already stiff cock. I pulled back and gestured for him to sit on the edge of the hot tub. He did as I asked, and I lightly stroked his cock through his swimsuit. His hands came down to play with my tits as I bent my head to tease his cock with my lips and mouth. I sucked his hardness through his suit as he squeezed my tits and rolled the nipples between his fingers. My hand slipped under his suit through the pant leg and I lightly teased him with my fingers, playing with his balls, tracing lightly up the shaft, feeling the veins pulsing as I teased him. "God yeah, play with my dick," Steve moaned, and I was able to grasp his cock and gently start to jerk him off. He groaned as I did this, and his hands gradually became rougher on my body. He pulled and pinched my nipples, and this was blackly, wickedly exciting to me. I loved the fact that he was being rough, and my pussy started to ache for some attention. I glanced over my shoulder, and Alex was still in the pool, one arm on the side, one missing. "Hey," I called over, "put both hands where I can see them." He looked disappointed, but moved his other arm so I could see both hands. I loved having this control, and it was making me incredibly horny. Steve was now moving his hips as Alex did earlier, totally engrossed in the moment. I smiled as his breathing turned to panting, and pumped his dick harder, faster... And I left him just as I did Alex. He was looking at me with such heat in his eyes when he realized I was only teasing him. He too tried to grab me, but I hopped out and grabbed my towel, laughing. "Sorry guys, just felt like having a little fun. Hope you don't mind too much . . . . but you'll have to wait till later." I felt on top of the world, being the object of both of their desires, and denying them. It was a power trip, pure and simple, and it made me so horny I could hardly stand it. Truth be known, I was dying for them to fuck me hard and long. My pussy wasn't just aching for attention, it was screaming for it. And it took all the will power I had to not give in to my desire. But I didn't. I toweled off, grabbed my key to the room, and told them I was heading upstairs, and I'd see them when they had settled down. With a little giggle I left the pool area, and went back up to our room. I was in heaven, in control, and loving every moment. Of course, I did make one mistake. I left them alone together... To Be Continued... A Lucky Lady Ch. 3 The minute I got back to our room, I stripped off my wet suit and immediately started to stroke my pussy. At this point I was so hot that I had to have some relief. I knew I was excited, but even I was surprised at how wet my pussy was. I was practically dripping as my fingers toyed with my clit, and then my pussy. I went to the nearest bed, lied down and closed my eyes as my fingers played and probed. I pushed two fingers deep inside my pussy, my thumb rubbing my clit, and used the other hand to pull and pinch my already sensitive nipples. My body was hungry for attention, and responded quickly. I moaned as I plunged my fingers in and out of my pussy, hearing the sloppy, wet sounds that betrayed how dripping wet I was. I brought my fingers to my lips and sucked the juice off them, then rubbed them over my nipples, making them hard and erect. I then brought them back down, and continued to finger myself, imagining Alex and Steve hard and horny, and fucking me ruthlessly. This thought took me to the edge. My hips lifted off the bed, thrusting to meet my fingers, I moaned loudly, and felt my orgasm start to build . . . Just then I felt my hand being ripped from my pussy. My eyes flew open in shock, and I saw Steve standing next to me, and Alex watching. How long had they been there? I never heard them come in. For a moment, I felt embarrassed, having been caught masturbating, especially with Alex, as he'd never seen me do that before. But before I had time to fully experience embarrassment, Steve spoke up. "Hey now, I don't think this is fair. You tease us downstairs, and then come upstairs and play with yourself? Ut uh, I don't think so. Alex, what do you think?" "I gotta agree. Doesn't seem that a cocktease like her should be able to get off when she didn't give us the same courtesy," Alex replied. All this time, Steve still held my arms over my head, and wouldn't let go. "Seems like we can't trust her to behave herself. Maybe we should do something to guarantee she will," Steve said. He smiled at Alex, and nodded his head over to the closet. Alex smiled and went over and rustled around with something I couldn't see. Steve just smiled at me, but not his usual smile, which is sweet and warm. It was wicked, the kind of smile that says that he has something in mind. Before I could ask, Alex returned with a little black duffle bag. He reached in and pulled out something . . . a blindfold. As Steve held me down, Alex slipped it over my eyes. I was stunned at first, and then realized that they had discussed this, perhaps downstairs when I left them alone. I started to struggle now, but Steve wouldn't let go. I then really put out some effort and fought against him, but he held me fast. I heard more movement, and then I was pulled to the head of the bed. My arms were spread and I felt coldness around my wrists. I heard the clicks as the handcuffs closed, first around the bedpost, then around my wrists. I was naked, spread out, cuffed, blindfolded, and helpless. "There now. That should keep her from enjoying herself," Steve said in a very satisfied voice. "Hey, I'm hungry, want to grab a bite to eat?" Alex said. Steve agreed. I heard them moving around, getting dressed. "Hey, guys, you can't leave me here. Hey, come on, let me go!" I said, getting a little irate. I heard one of them chuckle, then felt two kisses as I heard them leave. "HEY COME BACK!!" I hollered. When there was no response, I lied there, wondering how the heck I was going to get out of this. And how I was going to satisfy my now raging pussy. Unable to do anything else, I lied there, and wondered how long they would be gone. As my body began to settle down, the long trip on the bikes and the swim in the pool took its toll. I found myself drifting off to sleep. I was brought out of my light sleep by a light touch on my belly. I sighed and was rewarded with warm lips on mine, open and wet. I kissed back, my body instantly remembering that it hadn't been satisfied yet. A tongue traced my lips, then the inside of my mouth. I responded by doing the same, a moan escaping from my throat. A hand came to play with my breasts, gently caressing and fondling me. The lips on mine slipped away, and down over my chin and to my neck, kissing and teasing me. "Oh God guys, please don't," I begged. I heard no response. Another set of lips fell upon mine now, different than the first. They were more insistent, the tongue searching to meet mine. I met it fully, kissing hard and deep. I pulled at the cuffs, longing to feel someone, anyone. The lips on my neck trailed farther down now to my breasts, kissing and teasing my nipples. I arched my back, and the lips became rougher, now letting teeth bite my nipples, sending electric shocks through me. "Oh God please someone . . . please," I moaned. The lips on my nipples traveled down, over my belly, then to my thighs. I was dying by now, helpless. I decided that it was time to say whatever I had to to get what I needed. "Please," I begged, "Please, lick my pussy. I don't know who is down there, but I need to feel your tongue on my clit. Please please please." No response, just kisses and teasing all over my thighs and belly . . . and none where I needed it. Endless teasing while another set of lips kissed my ear, the tongue licking around it lightly. My body was out of control now, demanding to be satisfied. I arched my back trying to push my pussy against the mouth that was down there. No success. "God PLEASE," I said loudly, desperately. "Please I can't take anymore, please Please PLEASE fuck me, someone, anyone," I babbled, out of my mind with desire. I then heard a voice. "Can't have you making so much noise. People will wonder what we're doing to you, we can't allow that." It was Steve saying this as I felt something being wedged into my mouth and tied around my head. I tried to scream as one of them tightened the gag around my head to secure it in my mouth. Now I was helpless. At this point, Steve and Alex went to town. Not one inch of my body was neglected as they kissed, licked, sucked, and teased me. I screamed over and over into the gag as they kissed and fondled every part of me, every part but my pussy. "Looks like someone's a little worked up," I heard Alex say. "Look at this Steve, she's dripping onto the bed." "Good," Steve said. "That's exactly what we want." I don't know how long this went on. It seemed like an eternity to me. They were expert, never bringing me to orgasm, but just agonizingly close. Then I heard Steve say "Ok, we're going to give you a chance to plead your case. We're going to remove the gag, and let you try and convince us to do what you want. If you do a good job, then we might give you what you want. If not, we leave you like this for the night." With that, the gag was removed. "Oh please I need cock, I need you both, please," I blabbered. "Please fuck me, I need cock, I'm dying." "Beg us," Alex ordered. "Please, I'm begging you, please fuck me, I need you both, I need you in my pussy, please," I said in my best begging voice. I then felt a touch to my cheek. Hot and hard and wet. I instinctively moved my head to try and suck on the cock that was rubbing there, but to no avail. "First things first. Beg me to let you suck my dick," Alex said. "Better beg nicely, though, or you get nothing." "Please let me suck your cock Alex. I want you to fuck my mouth. I promise I'll do a good job, please," I begged. He seemed satisfied and brought his dick to my face. I traced it with my tongue, loving the feeling of being able to actually touch something. But he wouldn't get close enough to let me suck it deep, the way I wanted to. I was allowed to only lick the head. Still, I was grateful for this, and did the best job I could. I felt Steve move from between my legs, and heard him moving about. Then the bed sank again as he sat back down between my splayed legs. "Want to see how hot she is?" Steve asked Alex. "Oh, yeah, that's a great idea," Alex replied, and I could hear the grin on his face. A moment later I felt a cold drop. It surprised me and I jumped a little. Then another, on my thigh. And another, this time on my exposed clit. "So how long would it take for her to melt this?" Steve said. I realized what they were up to a little too late; I tried to close my legs, but Steve held them apart as he traced the ice cube up and down my slit. I opened my mouth to scream and Alex grabbed me by head and thrust his cock down my throat to the hilt. At the same time, Steve pushed the cube into my pussy. I screamed over and over around Alex's dick as he fucked my mouth. The coldness inside paralyzed me, but my body enjoyed it. My pussy contracted around it, and I could feel an orgasm building. I thrust my hips upward, delirious. I was almost there, when I could feel the ice melting rapidly. I was reaching for an orgasm, but as the ice melted, the sensation died away. I pulled away from Alex and cried out "NOOOOOOOO!!!" as I realized I was being robbed of it again. It was at this point that Steve pulled off the blindfold, looked into my eyes, and rammed me full strength with his cock. I pulled against my bonds hard, hard enough to draw blood. Steve pulled out and rammed it back again, and did it again and again. Alex grabbed me by the hair, turned my head toward him, and shoved his prick back into my mouth and fucked me there. Steve pushed my legs back to get deeper penetration and continued to fuck me harder than he ever had before. My pussy contracted again and again, and I moaned continuously around Alex. The vibrations in my throat please him, and he closed his eyes and used both hands to hold my head while he fucked my mouth. I think that the sensations were too much for all of us. We weren't having sex, we were fucking like animals, all of us now out of control and straining to finally cum. I felt my pussy contract, and knew that I was going to cum. My body had waited for so long, that it was now having a hard time reaching that point. But now that it knew that it was going to get what it wanted, it went full tilt. I pushed my hips to meet Steve's as my cunt tightened hard, and the most earth shattering orgasm I'd ever had ripped through my body, seemly tearing me apart. I screamed again, and clamped my lips down on Alex and sucked so deep and hard that his cock thrust down my throat. Steve felt my pussy tighten and responded by spreading my legs wide and ramming his cock as hard as he could into me. "Oh fuck I'm gonna cum," Steve said in a strained voice, and Alex just groaned as they both came at the same time, Alex pulling his cock out of my mouth and cumming all over my face, lips, and chin, Steve shooting his load all over my tits and nipples. I blindly opened my mouth, catching their hot cum with my tongue. They pumped it all over my body, a seemingly endless stream of it. Then they both sat down, still a little shaky, and rested for a moment, while I basked in the feel of their cum on my body. After we caught our breaths, Steve and Alex uncuffed me and helped me to the shower. I took a long time getting clean, and upon getting out, they helped me wipe down and we all collapsed. Before falling asleep, I kissed Steve and thanked him for helping make yet another fantasy of mine come true, and I kissed Alex and thanked him for being a part of it. And before I fell asleep, I thanked my stars again, because I am a very, very lucky lady indeed.