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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I'm single. But let's say for stories sake.. I'm in a relationship with a woman called Heather Dawn.
If it's shit please tell me.. So I know not to bother again
Heather isn't a supermodel.. her bum has the tiniest of dimples in places, there's the slightest layer of excess Chinese takeaway beginning to build up around her thighs. Not something you'd notice, but then you don't look at her the way I do. Her breasts are small, she just about flows over my hands when I cup and squeeze the soft, silky, sensitive skin so often hidden in the bra she doesn't need to wear.
Her puss always smells and tastes of the sex we have together. It's divine and she never has to ask me to go down on her, I'm already there. Because I can read most of her mind.. We don't need to tell each other that kind of stuff. The casual glance, a raised eyebrow tells us what we need to know.. we're intimate.
Her eyes can peer into my heart and soul.. If we hold a gaze we can both get lost, momentarily in another time and space.They are a piercing bright blue against her natural Straw coloured blonde. She overdo's the brows a little.. but she's careful with her makeup, it's mainly for effect or the effects it can have on me when she plays around with it, she knows what she's doing to me, it's why she does it. She knows I fancy her for who she naturally looks like at 4am.. when I get out of bed and snog her goodbye.. I won't get to see her for two days each time I leave her.
We met on here.. we've both been exclusive out of choice from the moment it became clear we were looking for the same things... we've not even discussed it really. I've not logged in for months now.
We are very much IN the latter stages of lust... and venturing into the unchartered waters of love.. though neither of us dare mention that word. We adore playing with each other, we make each other smile.. She has me in tears of laughter on Snapchat.
One night as we are rolled up in bed together.. no sex.. just close bodies and close talk. And it slipped out all on its own.. She said something so funny after something so insightful.. that after I cleared the tears away I just let it out "I fucking love you!". It's no big deal.. she tucks up a smidge closer.. places her hand over my heart "I fucking love you back".
I'm on cloud 9.. she's on cloud 9.. but it slowly begins to dawn as the weeks pass.. what about the swinging? We had so many similar fantasies we hadn't tried out on our own when single yet.. let alone with each other as a couple.
I'm scared if we don't do something soon.. I'll call very deeply, extremely fast.. and if I'm at that stage when we first try swapping. I'm doomed.. I WILL get jealous, it WILL effect me, I couldn't handle it.
But on the flipside.. I know it's something we both want for the future.. so I tell her something else..
"I need to see you with another man" She just nods knowingly.. "I need to see you hammering some filthy slut!" She's always the cruder one of us.. I save my smut for us in bed.. where it's more effective as I use it less. She adores it.
We don't need to explain why.. we've done all this in messages and face to face.. turned each other on extra strongly during sex talking about it. "Ladies first?" It's not a question.. she knows I can't go first.. I'm too scared of the idea I may cause her any pain. I need her confidence right now.. Once we're off and running together I'll return to my confident self.. but right now I'm leaning on her.
We arrange a meet. A random guy.. non descript face.. nothing special. She chose him, she always will.. she's sends me his messages whilst I'm at work.. I'm very turned on but also growing scared as each day draws nearer. The lad seems nice.. shes chosen well.. he always comes across polite, not overly keen.. no gross attemots at porn.. hes doing his best to be mature for his age. Bless him - I think to myself.. She's going to utterly ruin him.
The night arrives and Heather is looking like a complete Slut. She has the dark makeup on under her eyes. Her breasts rise and fall with every breath in the grip of the black corset she wears. "How do I look?" I can't answer.. just sort of stood their pulling a stupid face.. "That good eh?" She giggles with not even a whiff of arrogance.
Our victim has arrived.. We've not discussed it since the early days of fab.. but we know the same first fantasies are on the card. To give a younger, inexperienced single of either sex.. unrestricted access to one of us in a closed room for no longer than 20mins.. though they have no clue about our plans.
He shakes my hand.. we say hello and it's clear he's very nervous as well as excited. "Listen" I turn to the lad.. You've got twenty minutes alone with her, it's the only time you'll have it.. take my advice and let her lead you.. she's the best teacher youll ever have.
She smiles at both of us.. and then turns to me just before she leads him away and mouthes the words I need to hear. I smile to myself because she knows me so well and I roll a ciggerette.
The agreement was that he would stay for a while to chat with us.. even if he came quick. Five minutes into my cigarette.. he came out sheepishly with a towel on. Whats up pal? Knowing the signs instantly.. Wobbly knees.. irregular breathing.. uncomfortable as his towel brushes against his bits.
I offer him the fag as consolation and he takes a drag..
Compose yourself.. get a drink clean yourself up a bit, catch your breath.. then come join us.. Were going to teach you how to fuck. His eyes widen and mouth drops a little ajar.
With that I walk into the room to join Heather.. She's very happy to see me.. "You did it!" I whisper in her ear and turn to smile at her. "I know! Are you ok?" I chuckle "Yes, but youre the one looking pretty frustrated now babe". In answer she tries to lift my weight off her and wriggle into the doggy position.. Beautiful arse up and begging for attention.. Slip it up my bum whilst he can't see" She whispers..
I don't need to go into the sexual details of later that night.. or the young female we invited over the following weekend.. Or the time we invited them both. That's not the fantasy.
We roll and flow together, we plan, we adapt and overcome together. We are open, we are honest, we are one, we are one love together, that's the fantasy.
And I'm equally jealous and very happy for anyone who sees tiny elements of their own love in this story.. You lucky, lucky fuckers.
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