Wife Ch. 03: Sandy

Her vagina was seeping moisture, slime and a milk-like liquid when I first pushed my face in-between her labia and slurped up as much as I could vacuum. I thought she tasted salty and tart, and at the same time, I was so excited that I had to concentrate on not coming too soon so I quickly forgot that I had wondered why she was oozing like that.

When I pushed my cock into Sandy for the first time, I thought I was in the Chunnel. She was loose, wet, sloppy and hot. I was so hard that I was aching when I first entered her vagina. My pre-come was oozing heavily and adding to the slippery, used pussy feeling I was having as I fucked her. I was moving steadily just so I wouldn't come too quickly and leave her wanting more.

I was actually over-performing already, as I hadn't come after earlier eating her and now fucking around with her and Jean for the last hour or so. After all of my years of jacking off and thinking about what it would be like to actually see Sandy naked, fuck her, eat her pussy, and suck on her tits, I was able to postpone my orgasm and actually fuck her, eat her pussy and suck on her tits.

Today, all these years later, I enjoy knowing the answers to all of those 'life's-mysteries' questions that a man like me would, under normal circumstances, never get the answers to. I truthfully was able, at the time, to involve all my senses without restraint. I could hear her moaning, feel her trembling, see her asshole and vagina were engorged and swollen, smell her womanly musky come fuck-me smell, and taste her unique flavor.

I confirmed by seeing her naked that she is the body of Venus. Actually fucking her was epic. Eating her pussy was most delicious. When I was sucking her tits, I almost cried with joy and a sense of peace.

I hope there is nothing to the idea that when the bucket list is all checked off, death is near because I cleared a bunch with Sandy that night. I even cleared a few things that I didn't have on the bucket list because I didn't consider them even a possibility.

The blow job while Jean was eating Sandy while I was eating Jean I hadn't even considered. So much fun and I am damn glad to have done it even if death is closer as a result.

For all of the night, we made love among the three of us as they shared the following story.

Jean and Sandy were next door neighbors as infants. They grew up together every day of their lives. Neither of them had ever been away for more than one overnight at a friend's house until they were over 10 years old. They were best friends before they were toddlers and always felt like they were sisters and maybe nonidentical twins.

They had slept together even in a crib, had bathed together, showered together, and cried, laughed and discovered sex together. They had learned very early about the rituals of sex by being observant and both often spying on Sandy's parents.

Sandy's parents were liberal minded and often were naked around their children, while Jean's parents were not at all demonstrative. All Jean knew about sex and men was what Sandy had told her from the beginning of Sandy sharing.

When the girls turned eighteen, they had celebrated their birthdays, graduating from high school, and leaving home. They reserved a hotel room at a casino hotel at Lake Tahoe for three nights. They had an older friend buy them some beer, wine, and gin and tonic. They stocked an ice chest with a picnic. Together they went to an adult sex store where they bought a variety of vibrators, dildos, plugs, and toys. They went to Frederick's of Hollywood catalog and ordered a supply of sexy lingerie. They each secretly ordered a set for each other.

They both were going to leave home at the end of the summer. Sandy had been accepted to some top rated University, and Jean was going to get an apartment in Woodland while going to college and working.

They told their parents that they were going to a cabin on a lake up in the Sierras for the three day weekend, but they went to the casino hotel instead. The nights they went to the hotel, they signed an agreement between them that they would be absolutely honest and nothing else for the whole three days they were at the hotel. They agreed that they couldn't leave the hotel without each other. They could not have any visitors unless they both were present.

They had the valet park the car and the bellhop, a girl they knew from high school, using a luggage cart took their cooler, packages, and luggage to their room. The bellhop had waited for them. She handed them the key she had used, and then handed each of them a folded note and closed the door and was gone.

Jean flopped backward on the bed and Sandy stepped up on the bed and started to get undressed while standing over Jean. Sandy's shirt was quickly gone. Jean unfastened the 4 eye hooks on Sandy's bra. Sandy did a sultry swaying up and down over Jean's face until one of her breasts came out of the bra cup and collapsed around Jean's mouth and eyes. 
 Jean was sucking the nipple almost before it was within reach. Sandy pulled her skirt over her head and then squatted on Jean's stomach. Sandy looked intently at Jean and said out loud, "Kiss me, Jean. Please, kiss me like we are lovers."

Bending over, she drug her breasts across Jean's face and left them hanging in front of Jean's mouth. Jean tentatively laid a little kids 'smacking' sound of a kiss on one breast. Sandy just lowered herself until Jean inhaled one of Sandy's nipples.

Jean then took over the story by saying, "Let's show him."

They reenacted the kissed breast and then Jean told about how they agreed to next do the one thing that was the scariest for each of them. They were so naive, shy and bashfully embarrassed that they agreed to write the 'scariest' thing on a slip of paper and then they would read the slips out loud together.

The scariest was the same for them. One had written, 'Eat pussy!' And the other note said, 'cunnilingus' within parenthesis '69.' As soon as Jean had suckled that first time, they both cried and confessed that they had lots of nasty things they wanted to do in the three days. They learned throughout the weekend as much as they could absorb about two women having sex with each other. They didn't leave the room. Each day when the maid came, they laid out on the lanai sunbathing nude.

They told me of a few other times when they had sex together and then Jean had gotten engaged. They had not seen each other for a couple of months when Jean invited Sandy to our wedding. The friendship was recharged and they became nearly inseparable. Before our wedding they would go visit each other when they would see each other privately for sex.

When Sandy learned that Jean was going to live in San Diego, she arranged to move her office to San Diego. Without my ever being suspicious or having even an inkling, Jean and Sandy were meeting and having sex three times a week at Sandy's apartment. The only reason they did it only three times a week was that Sandy's latest boyfriend was gone only on those days.

When I married this virgin-like girl and thought that I was the only one she had sex with, Jean was actively fucking Sandy. After we had moved into the apartment together, she had added the landlady, Merry, the dancer who came once to see Jean after our trip to Tijuana, along with Madge from work who eventually became our next door neighbor.

I was fucking Jean, period.

So, my 'little girl from home' turned out to be a slut. I never had a chance to think that was a bad thing for me. I apparently wasn't jealous of someone else using Jean for sex. From my first knowledge of her 'needs', I was erect when I would just think about it.

As the dawn began to show, Jean said, "This is the perfect time to end this story. The sex that we realized we want is the sex that we have. Sandy and I have each other, and you have us both. The catch is that we both want you to be with us together."

Sandy said, "The last thing for me to tell you is that I had sex with my former boyfriend just before we had the fight and I came here. I didn't remember so I couldn't warn you before you started eating my vagina."

That explained the skim milk color oozing from Sandy's vagina when I was eating her and the looseness of her pussy when we started fucking. I didn't know then so I didn't care then, and by the time she told me it was too late to care at all.