Haley and Sydney's Sleepover Ch. 01

It had been three days since my husband had left for his conference abroad; and in our three years of marriage I had grown accustomed to it. He was a research analyst, and frequently traveled out of the country, meeting with private clients as well as big corporations. He loved his job, and it came second to only one thing, me. I was lucky, and I knew it. I was married to a great man. He was wealthy, tall, handsome, and had a way of talking that made everyone around him melt. I had no doubt he could have whoever he wanted. Especially as he traveled to country after country; but... he wanted me.

This trip had been harder on me compared to the others. Every day, after I finished with work, I would come home, secretly hoping he'd be there too, surprising me. It wasn't likely, but I hoped. Once I arrived, disappointed and lonely, I would usually turn on some TV and start scrolling through my phone. This would eventually lead me to porn, and I would sink back, deep into the couch, and reach my hand down my panties and start to rub myself to orgasm, alone.

We were always open about sex, and I knew he didn't mind when I came without him. In fact, we had been sending porn to each other for as long as I can remember. It was cute - something I never felt comfortable doing before him. It was interesting too. I liked to see what he fantasized about. It seemed to usually come in cycles. There'd be a phase of small, blonde girls, getting fucked. Phases of anal, a personal favorite of mine. There would be girl on girl phases, where he would tease me about bringing me home a cute girl from his trips for me to have. He would always ask me about what I liked. He made sure to always make me smile. He was cute, albeit sometimes a little annoying.

I shared what I liked too, and luckily it had a lot of overlap. However, unlike him, my preferences stayed rather consistent. I loved fantasizing about him typing me up and taking control of me. I imagined him latching my hands to the side of the bed and pinning my legs down below him, so that my ass and pussy were facing out just for him. I imagined him taking turns with each of my holes while he teased me, wrapping his hand around my back of the throat as he slid his dick deep into me. Sigh... I was kinky. Then, I had my lesbian fantasy. I couldn't help but just be curious of what it would be like to be with another woman. Of course, I'd want my husband there too. To help me to get wet, for his dick... and obviously he would want to watch. But the thought of a girl running her hands over me, and the feeling of her tongue inside of me, while my boyfriend just sat there, hard, desperate to fuck, sent me over the edge.

Although... I wasn't sure what I'd do with her exactly. Night after night he would whisper fantasy after fantasy into my ear as I drifted to sleep. Making my malleable dreams and fantasies crumble and rebuild into new aspirations. Sometimes, I imagined him just watching me as she slowly liked away at my clit. I would tease him, as I ran my hands through her hair, and moaned as I pulled her closer and closer. I could vividly imagine the look of desire and jealousy on his face as we played without him. Other times, I imagined us all being together, each taking turns with one another. My hand around his cock and in her pussy, as we all exchanged kisses, running our hands across all of our bodies. Lastly, I imagined letting him take control of both of us. Dressing us up in tight clothes, matching collars, and tying us up together. I wanted him to force us to kiss, tell us what to do. Then, when he had enough, take both of our hands and pin them against the wall, both of our cute asses facing out toward him. I imagined him taking out his cock and running it across each of our holes. Fucking her pussy as I watched. Her biting her lip as she moaned, and me, unable to even turn my head to see him take her. Then, as he fucked her, he would slip his hand into my pussy, and massage me while he filled her hole, making both of us moan in harmony. I wondered what we'd sound like together... Then, as she was about to cum, he would switch, and slide his cock into my wet pussy, and pump in and out while he reached his hand across me, rubbing my clit until I finished. All of this while the other girl watched longingly, as her pussy slowly dripped onto the bed sheets.

Fuck. I'll admit it, I had some wild fantasies. And they did not get any better when I was away from him.

However, tonight was the night that my friend Sydney was coming over. Had I fantasized about fucking her. Yes. No, I haven't fucked her yet. But yeah, I had kissed her. No, I haven't told my husband about it. But! Have I told him that she's cute? Yes. And does he know she's coming over? Yes, duh. So, all in all, I think I'm in the clear. But... the thought of her coming over did make me wet.

When she arrived, she was already dressed in her blue t-shirt and pajama shorts, which upon arrival, she quickly stripped off, revealing her black set of underwear. And as she jumped in next to me in bed, I could tell she was horny. She had come over almost every time my husband left for one of his work trips, and every time things had gotten pushed a little further. It started with just a normal girl's night, we drank, watched some TV, and went to bed. Next time, we drank a little more, watched some edgier TV, and snuggled in bed. Last time, we drank too much, skipped the TV, and made out until we fell asleep.

I was guilty, but not too much. I didn't think my husband would mind, and we've talked about the hypothetical situation in which I played a bit while he was away. Furthermore, I had to admit, kissing Sydney was great. She was just so soft, and the way she ran her hands through my hair, and pulled me onto the bed, reminded me of when me and my husband first met. It felt like magic.

So now, as I laid on the bed, talking to her, trying not to compare the size of her boobs to mine, I wondered how far we would go.

Talking to her left me in a daze, her smooth skin, dark eyes, and deep, soothing voice enchanted me. The longer we spoke, the deeper and deeper I fell under her spell. It just felt different. The times before this, I was in control, but this was different. I felt like I couldn't help myself.

"Give me a second Syd, I have to go to the bathroom real quick." I let out, barely able to let myself get away from her.

"No worries, take your time babe," she giggled after me as I left in a hurry to go to the bathroom. Fuck, even her laugh was cute.

As I opened the door, I reached down under my shorts and through my panties... I was soaked. And as I felt myself, I couldn't help but just touch myself a little. I had to have her. Therefore, as I laid back on the edge of the shower, I took a picture of my wet hand, spreading my fingers apart to fully capture the severity, and sent it to my husband.

Hey Baby... so I have Sydney over again. And I'm reallyyyyyyy horny baby.

Can I pleaseeeee fuck her? I'll do whatever you want when you get back. Literally anything. I just like really want to try this out. - Haley 3/11/20 6:32

After a minute or two of waiting, rubbing my aching pussy, I started to lose hope, wondering how in the world I could tell her to leave. While I moaned from frustration, I heard my phone buzz from next to me.

I had been waiting for this text to come. Go ahead baby. I would like pictures please, before and after. Don't get the bed too messy. Love you - Ethan 3/11/20 6:36

Holy shit, I was going to fuck Sydney.

Baby, I'm so wet. Thank you. I can't wait until you get back. I'm yours. Love you. I'll make sure to keep you updated ;) - Haley 3/11/20 6:38

As I put down the phone, I quickly stripped down to my underwear and walked back to Sydney. I found her lying naked on the bed, an empty glass of wine next to her, both of her perky. C-cup breasts, spilling out beneath her fingers, her pussy visibly dripping. I traced my eyes down the length of her body, consuming her. I saw for the first time, a birthmark on her upper thigh. She had a cute little tummy. She wasn't how I imagined her; she was better, real.

"Ready to play Haley?" she asked, smiling at me.

"I told Ethan I'd take pictures for him... is that okay? I don't think he wants to feel left out."

"Your Ethan?" she responded, smiling wider, "He can have whatever he wants."

I pulled out my phone and snapped a picture of her, now sucking deep on one of her fingers, taking a break only to lick all the way up and down its length.

"Good enough Haley?" she asked. "Or do you need me to do something else?" she questioned further, clearly enjoying the show. "How about my ass? It's not as nice as yours though... maybe we can compare?"

She turned around, spreading her ass apart for my husband. Her small asshole, widening as she displayed herself. "Do you want to spank me a little Hay? Actually, you can just play with my ass for a bit, maybe we can stretch this hole a bit for the camera."

I walked over to her, and gulped nervously, running my hands for the first time around Sydney's firm ass.

"Just get your fingers a little wet and slip it in baby. My pussy should be wet enough." Sydney instructed.

She was right, she was wet enough. It felt like I was running my hand though a fucking puddle. As I slipped my finger into her ass, I heard her let out a soft, deep moan. Fuck, it was really happening.

"That's a good girl Haley, now run a hand over my clit too baby."

I lifted my other hand off her thigh, and ran it across her pussy, only making her moans increase in pitch and frequency.

"Yes Haley, sooooo good. Right there. Yeah baby. Ahhhh..." Sydney moaned in pleasure.

As she moaned, I periodically took out the camera to capture her emotions. I wished Ethan was just here. But the thought of fucking Sydney drove me wild.

"Now it's your turn, bend over for me cutie" Sydney commanded playfully, as she took the phone out of my hand and bent me over the bed. "Mmmmmm, he looks hot as I remember him." She teased, as she scrolled through the phone. "Nice dick too, I bet you must like it when he bends you over..."

I started to drip as I spread my ass, embracing the flash of the camera as I posed.

"How about you take the camera now and show him your face? Does that sound good?"

After handing me back the camera, I felt her tongue start to lick up and down the back of my thighs, teasing me. I reached my hands forward, letting her take control, only taking breaks to pose for more pictures to send to my husband.

"Are you ready to cum sweetie?" Sydney purred from behind.

"Yes please," I begged, desperate to feel her tongue inside me for the first time.

The feeling of her mouth on my clit almost made my knees buckle. It felt so good; and as she licked me from behind, I moaned with pleasure. The feeling of her tongue was everything I imagined and coupled with the feeling of her hands spreading my open from behind, I felt like I was being devoured. As she continued to lick, my body began to twitch, and I could feel her start to lick faster and faster.

"Syddd, I'm going to cummmm," I moaned, desperate for a quick release, and as she licked, I felt wave after wave of pleasure hit me. Removing her mouth from my clit, she stuck her fingers inside of me, desperate to feel my pulsing vagina.

"Fuck, you are so fucking hot Haley." she whispered as I came, fingering my hole from behind as her other hand continued to lightly rub my clit.

My orgasm was mind blowing. As I laid there, recovering, the sound of Sydney giggling was the only thing I could focus on.

"Haley! Come on girl! That was only 30 seconds. Hahaha." Sydney laughed.

I felt my face get red, as I realized just how quick it all was.

"Baby come here. It's okay. I take it as a complement." Sydney somehow managed to squeak out through her laughter as she started to run her hands through my hair, comforting me.

I felt safe, and as I laid there under her hands, listening to the melodic pattern of her voice, the built-up stress of the day slowly faded away into the night.