Kindred Spirits is a true story written by my fwb about our first meet
Jules and I were attracted to each other mentally and physically. There was mutual respect and sexually, our fantasies were scarily similar. We soon described ourselves as ‘filthy soulmates.’ The final piece in the jigsaw was my husband. Jules respected my marriage to Bill and understood why Bill and I were on this journey together. It was important to John that the three of us were involved, comfortable and fulfilled.
Jules completely understood that Bill sharing me with another man was a beautiful and special thing. It was also a huge step for Bill and I as a couple. I was ready and willing to explore my new status as a ‘hot wife.’ I felt exhilarated and had a willingness to explore and push the boundaries society imposed on us. Bill and I were revelling in our new state of sexual liberation. Jules was the perfect person to join us on our journey. The emphasis was on enjoyment and pleasure.
When the day of our meeting arrived, I had known Jules for just under four weeks. Yet we both felt like we had known each other much longer. We’d arranged our meeting early in our chat and had been counting down for 22 days. As we both had busy jobs, luckily the days went quickly. We spent evenings messaging and discussing our fantasies and hopes for our liaison. Our connection strengthened over those days with phone calls, online chat and photos exchanged. The desire and fondness we felt for each other was palpable.
The night before our meeting, I went to bed feeling excited at the prospect of seeing Jules in the flesh for the very first time. When the big day arrived, I showered, Bill helped me pick my lingerie and I wore a green and white summer dress. We decided on a black lingerie set, which was trimmed with red roses. The bra had transparent cups with black boning and my nipples were visible.
We were meeting at 9am and, as requested by Jules, when Bill and I got in the car, Bill took a photo of my legs, stockings and suspenders and I sent it to Jules. He had requested we do this as part of our build up: a tantalising tease of what was to come. Getting dressed for Jules pleased me and the anticipation of the morning was thrilling. In our chat, we had enjoyed a mild sub and dom dynamic. I loved the thought of Jules taking control and guiding our sexual experience.
As we pulled into the car park, Jules car was already there. We lived some distance apart and Jules had kindly travelled to us for our first visit. I had butterflies in my stomach and my knickers were already damp with desire. The combination was intoxicating. I opened our car door and Jules got out of his. It was already a hot day and he looked handsome in a pale blue linen shirt and blue trousers. It felt slightly surreal meeting him. It was quickly clear from our smiles and eye contact that we both liked what we saw. We hugged each other briefly and I introduced Jules and Bill to each other.
Jules had booked us a day use room in a hotel up the road which would be available from 10am. The coffee shop at the park didn’t open for half an hour. We went for a walk in the park where a wooded area offered shade and a little privacy. This time was to get to know each other a little more. As we walked in the secluded woods, Jules held my hand.
‘Can I kiss you?’ He asked.
I didn’t hesitate.
‘I’d love you to,’ I said smiling.
Bill was a few steps ahead of us and carried on walking when Jules and I stopped. Jules caressed my suspenders through my dress, fondled my backside and both of us expressed our desire for each other. His lips were soft and the kiss was delicious. He had asked me to wear my red lipstick, it was now smudged across his lips. I smiled, he made no effort to wipe it off, I knew it excited him. Neither of us could wait to be together in the hotel room, free to explore each other fully.
Walking again as a threesome in the open park, we chatted, occasionally stopping to admire a view or decide which pathway to take. At these natural pauses, if the coast was clear, I would rub Jules cock through his trousers and he would steal a kiss from me. His hands roamed my body through my clothes and under my dress.
Towards the end of our walk, we came to a secluded bench facing a lake. Jules and I sat next to each other and Bill walked down the path slightly, keeping watch. He knew that Jules and I had a fetish for risqué outside fun. Bill does not share our exhibitionist streak! I put my hand on Jules thigh and slid it up and felt his hard cock. Wordlessly looking into each other’s eyes, he leaned in and kissed me. Several buttons of my dress were undone and his hand slipped between my legs which I eagerly opened to allow him access. At first, his manly fingers probed the heat between my legs through my knickers.
‘So hot,’ he said, clearly pleased with his discovery.
‘Turned on already,’ I murmured. ‘I’m very excited!’
I opened my legs more and moved nearer him on the bench, anticipating his next move. He didn’t disappoint. He hooked my panties with his fingers and found my soaked pussy.
‘You’re very wet already,’ he said with a smile.
‘Wet for you. I can’t wait until we’re in the room.’
‘It’s going to be incredible.’
His fingers explored me, his touch sending sparks of desire through me. I felt like a teenager. After a couple of minutes, we straightened ourselves and rejoined Bill. We were now desperate to get to the room. It was 9.30am by this time, half an hour to go.
Sitting in the coffee shop, the three of us chatted like old friends. It was public, but I ensured a flash of lacy stocking top was visible to Jules under the table. By 9.55am we were clock watching, desperate for it to be time to finally have the privacy to be fully intimate. We walked back to our cars and, as arranged, Bill drove our car and I got into Jules with him. Bill soon drove off and Jules and I turned to each other. Our hands were on each other’s legs and we kissed again. My hand found his cock.
‘What do you want to do?’ Jules asked me.
‘I want to unzip you,’ I replied without hesitation.
‘Then do it.’
Jules undid the button on his trousers and I fumbled with the zip, he helped and between us we unwrapped his beautiful cock; named Geoff by a previous lover. Between us, we named my pussy Phoebe. I took Geoff in my hand and began to stroke him.
‘Mmmm that feels good,’ Jules murmured.
I felt amazing. I saw a woman walking across the car park just feet away as I sat stroking a man’s hard cock. A man I had met an hour earlier. Jules put his hand between my legs and fingered my wet pussy again. His fingers slid effortlessly over my slick lips and inside me.
‘You’re so turned on,’ he said.
‘You turn me on and I want to suck you.’
I could be the real me with Jules; we were kindred spirits. I knew he wouldn’t judge me, he embraced my fervour and desires.
‘Then suck me.’
I leaned in and took his cock in my mouth. Jules moaned his approval. I licked and sucked the head of his cock, tasting his sweet pre-cum on my tongue.
‘Let’s get to the hotel now,’ he said with urgency in his voice.
Both of us needed more. I felt heady with excitement, my body longed for Jules full attention. I wanted to explore him, just how we had planned. We drove to the hotel, literally a minute up the road and parked. Bill was already in the car park and ready to go in. He didn’t ask why we were a few minutes behind. The smile he gave me told me he knew.
I had undone a couple of buttons at the top of my dress revealing a hint of lacy bra. Jules and I went to the check in desk. Our ground floor room was ready and our key card given to us. We walked around the corner and down a corridor from reception. Jules swiped the key card and we were in. It was a huge room with a lovely big bed in the centre, cloud like pillows and pristine white sheets beckoned us.
The first thing we did was adjust the air con to cool us down. The temperature was rising outside and our bodies were burning with lust. I went to the bathroom to freshen up. I changed my stockings from neutral to black. We wanted to take some photos and video of our fun and black, to match my lingerie, would look sexier.
With pleasantries and chatter out of the way, the mood changed. It was more serious now and intense; the sexual tension was electric between us. I stood in front of Jules and he kissed me. More deeply this time: passionately. I started to undo the buttons on his shirt. He lifted my dress up, his hands once again inside my soaked pussy. At that time, I felt another hand. Bill was standing behind me and his hand was now inside my knickers, his finger probing me. I was so excited. I had wanted Bill to join in with Jules and me but worried he might not. He is more reserved than us and this was a huge step for him.
As Jules rubbed my clit, Bill fingered me. Two gorgeous men were pleasuring me at the same time. I felt on top of the world.
‘You’re so wet,’ Bill said.
‘Cum for us, my beautiful hot wife sub,’ Jules said as he looked me in my eyes.
Closing my eyes and biting my lip I was close to cumming but was overwhelmed with sensations. Jules sensed I needed direction.
‘Sarah, will you suck my cock?’
‘I’d love to.’
I sank to my knees and wrangled his trousers and red boxers down slightly to reveal his gorgeous cock. I took him in my hand at the base and stroked his length while I licked and sucked his cock head. My free hand caressed his shaved balls.
‘Does my pre-cum taste good?’ He asked as his hand lightly touched my head and toyed with my hair.
‘Mmmmm,’ I murmured with a full mouth.
Releasing his cock which was shiny with my saliva, I stroked him some more. Putting his hand gently on my shoulder he bent down and I looked up at him smiling. He kissed me delicately. My wedding rings shone proudly as I wanked another man’s cock in front of my husband.
‘I need you on the bed, beautiful. I need to taste your pussy.’
I looked over to Bill who was now naked and had his phone in his hand. He had been filming me sucking Jules and looked very happy with the unfolding scene before him.
As I sank onto the cool sheets, I looked to Jules for reassurance.
‘Further up the bed,’ he said, smiling.
I shimmied up to the top of the bed and glanced at Bill again. He looked delighted. He was a husband enjoying his own private sex show provided by his wife and her lover.
Jules knelt on the bed between my wide open legs and moved my panties to one side. His tongue connected with my clit and an involuntary moan left me. I was already very aroused and we had been talking about him eating my pussy for three weeks. At last we were here and his head was between my legs. The erotic view of my stockinged thighs either side of his head was a sight to behold. Bill had his camera out again.
My panties were soon removed by Jules for easier access and when we were unencumbered by the lacy barrier, he went down on me again. This time he looked up into my eyes as he licked me. His hands squeezed my breasts and before long, I knew I was going to cum. As he ate me, I pushed myself into his face. Eagerly he drank me down as my legs spasmed and my pussy flooded his face with my juices. I was totally in the moment and oblivious to Bill who was watching and filming us again, his cock in his hand. When my breathing calmed and as my orgasm subsided I looked over to him.
‘That was incredible to watch,’ Bill said.
Jules moved up the bed and kissed me.
‘You taste delicious,’ he said as he shared my nectar with me.
‘Did you enjoy watching her cum, Bill?’
‘God yes, it was incredible.’
As my body calmed, I was ready for what we had all been waiting for. Jules linked his arms around my thighs and pulled my legs up. He knelt between my legs and teased my entrance with his cock. As we had both taken STI tests, we were able to enjoy each other without condoms. Jules, being a gentleman insisted I made the final decision. It was an easy decision. His bare cock nudged my pussy and he smiled down at me. He rubbed himself against my swollen clit and I put my hands on him and caressed his side and stomach. This didn’t feel like sex with someone I had just met, with our connection, everything about him felt familiar. There was no awkwardness, only natural closeness.
He pushed himself slowly inside me, the only sound now was our breathing. Deeply he filled me. We had spoken about this so many times. Neither of us wanted frantic fucking. We wanted to savour and honour each other’s bodies. Jules had told me how he loved to give. He wanted me to take as much pleasure from him as possible. In our few short hours together, we were determined to make every second count.
As he thrust in and out of me, he encouraged me to feel everything. To remember every detail about him as we relished the closeness. Bill was watching every move and stroking his excited cock. Watching Bill turned Jules and I on even more.
‘Bill come and put your cock in her mouth, while I fill her pussy.’
I know that my face lit up at this suggestion. I had fantasised about being spit roasted and Jules knew this. We were sensual people but both of us had a lascivious streak we weren’t afraid to express.
Bill knelt beside me and I took his cock in my hand and began to lick and suck him. He groaned as I caressed his balls and worked his cock. After a few minutes of this, Bill withdrew to allow Jules to find his perfect rhythm inside me. He knew I wanted Jules to pump his cum into me.
‘Cum inside me Jules, I want your cum in my pussy,’ I said.
‘You want me to fill your married pussy with my cum?’
‘Yes cum for me, your hot wife. Fill my pussy with cum!’
I looked up at him and my palms grazed his chest and nipples. Smiling down at me between my legs, his pace quickened.
The moment we had dreamed about came and he exploded inside me, filling me deep. I grabbed hold of his thighs and pulled him into me as tightly as he could, our bodies were entwined, his cum released. Holding ourselves in position for as long as possible, our breathing settled and Bill knelt on the bed.
‘How was that Sarah?’
‘I loved it! It was amazing.’
Jules slowly withdrew from me.
‘Bill, I think you should fuck your beautiful wife now.’
‘I’d love to, from behind.’
Jules lay on the bed and watched while I got on all fours. Bill took me hungrily from behind. He was so aroused, he filled me with his throbbing cock and fucked me hard, reclaiming his wife’s pussy.
Jules played with my swinging breasts as Bill fucked me harder until he came hard inside me.
‘How did that feel Bill, fucking her with another man’s cum inside her?’
‘Awesome!’ He gasped as he withdrew and lay on the bed.
I was basking in the afterglow of being fucked my two men and I lay between Bill and Jules while we recovered and chatted. We were three people who had met barely 3 hours earlier, lying naked and discussing our lives.
I laughed when in the middle of our conversation, Jules leaned in to suck on my nipple for a moment as he couldn’t resist the temptation. I stroked Bill's leg and at one point fondled both Jules and Bill's flaccid cocks simultaneously.
We drank water and rested for a short while until we all felt ready for more fun. Jules lay on his back.
‘Come and straddle me,’ he said.
I climbed across his legs and lowered myself onto his rigid cock. Enveloping him fully I started to ride him.
‘Come right up so I’m almost out of you,’ he said.
I did as he asked and we laughed as sometimes his cock would slip out of me completely and we would have to start again. Soon finding our rhythm, we held each other’s gaze a I rode him. I opened my legs wide to take him fully in.
‘Am I meeting expectations?’ Jules asked as I slid up and down his cock.
‘Definitely. Exceeding expectations,’ I replied.
‘And we were so excited.’
‘I know!’
‘I thought this may never reach those heights, but I think we knew our connection was strong.’
‘We did.’
‘Let’s reverse cowgirl now,’ he said, once again guiding me.
‘Mmmm lovely.’
I carefully climbed off Jules and turned around before sliding myself down his cock again. This time, Bill stood at the end of the bed and fed me his cock. I rode Jules while I sucked Bill. My second spit roast of the day (and my life) and I revelled in it. The only sounds in the room were rapid breathing, my cock sucking and my soaked pussy sliding up and down Jules shaft.
After a while, Jules asked me to change position to all fours. I happily moved and took Bill in my mouth again while Jules pumped his cock in and out of me. The more rapidly he pumped, the harder it was for me to suck Bill. I gripped the bed and my breasts had a life of their own, a sight for Bill to behold. Jules gripped my hips and fucked me until finally, Bill withdrew and Jules could fuck me hard until he emptied his balls into me for the second time.
Gasping, he pulled his cock from me and sat back on the bed. Bill got his phone and filmed Jules cum dripping out of me and onto his leg.
For the second time, we all flopped on the bed and talked while we recovered. Jules noticed the time and realised he would have to leave soon.
‘I’d better have a shower before I head home,’ he said as he got up.
‘I’ll come,’ I said already climbing off the bed.
Jules and I had discussed showering together and I wasted no time squeezing the shower gel into my hands as the water cascaded over us and I soaped his cock up. It wasn’t long before he hardened again and he began to wank himself to full stiffness.
‘Suck me off please.’
‘I’d love to!’
I knelt in front of him and took him in my mouth, the water of the shower was spraying everywhere as it hit our bodies. Jules stroked himself as I licked his cock head and before long he came in my mouth. I drank his delicious cum and licked him clean.
‘I didn’t expect that!’ He said.
‘What a finale!’
‘I thought you had just come in to wash me. But you turn me on so much!’
‘It was gorgeous. A perfect end to a perfect morning,’
Jules and I dried ourselves and we all got dressed. The morning had been an incredible experience for all three of us. A special bond had been formed and an existing bond strengthened.
With smiles on our faces and treasured memories, we returned to our lives, already planning when we would meet again.
The End |
