'm miserable tonight and it's my own damn fault. So I've decided to get drunk - really drunk. I'm also getting horny - really horny because I can see them in my mind's eye - the two of them laying on a bed someplace; their big soft boobies bouncing against each other and their long legs wrapped around each other's bodies. Their wet pink tongues are busy licking each other's clits and penetrating each other's hot cunts. I know how it looks because I've seen it before - in fact, shame on me because the first time it happened, I'm the one who set it up. Looks like my curiosity and goodwill have come back to bite me on the ass. I hate it when that happens.

Carly and I are both in our mid-thirties. We've been married seven years now and we have three cool little kids; two girls and a boy. We have an awesome marriage. My Carly's a firecracker; to say that she loves sex would be an understatement. It was she who had initiated our first sexual encounter way back when we were in high school. I thought she was really hot shit because she'd been so much more experienced than I was.

In our senior year, I'd heard some wild rumors that she and another cheerleader had been caught naked and kissing in the showers. It had been big news in our circle for quite awhile. What was bigger news is that neither of them had bothered to deny it. I jerked off loads of times thinking about it - I'm sure half the guys in school did the same.
Carly was an absolutely incredible woman. She could've married just about anyone she wanted to - but for some reason, she choose me. After high school, we both went to college out-of-state and sort of drifted apart. We ran into each other a couple of years later at a high school reunion and sort of took up where we'd left off. All these years later, and sometimes when I stopped to think about it, I still couldn't believe she was my wife. She was beautiful and smart and clever - creative, funny and nuturing. She is the perfect balance of mother, wife and friend.

Our sex life had always been incredible. Carly was a wild child who loved to experiment. We had loads of fun toys and stuff to play with. She especially liked spankings - both getting them and giving them. We'd tried bondage, piss play and enemas. She liked playing nurse, and she was good at it. Sometimes she'd even be in the mood to have her big round ass filled with my cock. And sixty-nine was definitely her favorite number. But it seemed like the seven-year itch was beginning to set in; things had begun to get a little stale and predictable. It bothered us both - we wanted to get the fire back. We missed the passion.

She'd always told me that she'd had fantasies about having sex with women ever since she could remember. She wanted to touch, feel and taste another woman. When we made love, she always got wetter and hotter when I told her stories I'd make up about the two of us being joined in bed by another woman and me leaving to watch them - and all the stuff they'd do to and with each other's bodies. Sometimes when we were out and she saw a woman she thought was really hot, she'd point her out to me. And later that night, I'd describe that particular woman as part of the night's fantasy. That game was enough for awhile, but then she started begging me to please think about making these fantasies a reality. I didn't have to think about it too long - I mean, what guy would say no ? Just thinking about my wife being brought to a thundering orgasm by another woman was enough to make my johnson stand at attention.

So we shot a couple of really hot naked photos of Carly and posted them on an adult website, mentioning that she was looking for a first time enounter with a woman - and that we both wanted me to watch. We got numerous replies, but decided we both liked the photo and e-mail from Ellen best. She was a busty red-headed lesbian who lived nearby. She wasn't masculine or butch like I'd expected her to be. She was extremely feminine and she was gorgeous. She said she got great pleasure from taking the cherry of bi-curious women. We decide to meet her on Friday might at Diamonz Nightclub in Bethlehem, where she lived. It was a very well-known gay bar in this neck of the woods.

Carly was really excited about our upcoming meeting with Ellen. It was almost all she could talk about. We had sex every night that week and she was so sensitive she came almost as soon as I touched her. Then she'd fall asleep and I'd have to finish myself off.

Finally it was Friday night and we were walking through the front door at Diamonz. Ellen was already at the bar when we got there. She was even more breath-taking in person. I thought it was kind of cute the way my normally confident wife got really nervous as Ellen sized her up. Carly was an tremendously attractive woman anyway, but tonight she'd done a lot of special little things. She'd got her hair done. She'd bought new clothes, including some really sexy lingerie. She had a manicure and a pedicure. She'd carefully shaved her pussy. She was all powdered and perfumed. She was hot and she was waiting. It was obvious that Ellen was amused by Carly, as well. We had a few drinks and Carly started to relax somewhat. In all the time I'd known her, I'd never seen my wife so nervous.

There was a definite chemistry between the two of them. We decided to have another drink at the bar and then move the party to the Holiday Inn down the road. I think all three of us were starting to get pretty hot, thinking about what was going to happen. By the time we got to the hotel, they'd both seemed to have forgotten I was even there.

I sat in a chair in the corner and watched as they sat down next to each other on the bed. The lights were dim. Carly seemed really excited but a little bit uncomfortable at the same time. Ellen leaned over and kissed her gently on the mouth. Carly shyly reached up and began feeling Ellen's tits. Then they giggled and fell over onto the bed and that's when the fun really started.

Ellen rolled Carly over on her back and pinned her there. She moved her lips from my wife's mouth to her neck and then down towards her breasts. She reached under Carly's top and unfastened her bra. My wife's breath was coming in funny little gasps now. Ellen started lightly flicking one of Carly's nipples with the tip of her thumb. Then she replaced her thumb with her tongue. After that, she started sucking on her nipples and my wife's gasps turned to moans. She grabbed Ellen's head and held it in place.

Ellen's hands went to Carly's jeans, unfastened them and pulled them first down over her hips and then pulled them entirely off. Then they started kissing again. Carly began feeling Ellen's breasts. Then Ellen moved away from her and pulled her up into a sitting position. She smiled and took her top and bra off and instructed Carly to do the same. Carly immediately did as she was told. Ellen stood up and stepped out of her jeans, then sat down. Both women were sitting on the bed in their panties now. Carly seemed to have regained her nerve; she leaned over and placed her lips squarely on Ellen's lips and her right hand on Ellens's left titty. I was surprized when she pushed Ellen backwards on the bed and fell on top of her. They both giggled again.

I was squirming around in the chair because my dick was really getting hard now. It was pushing painfully against my jeans. I didn't want to pull it out because I was worried that I'd come if I so much as touched it.

Then Ellen rolled Carly over on her back and kissed her passionately as she pulled my wife's sexy new panties off. My wife opened her legs wide and in a flash, Ellen's red head was buried down there. Her hands gently stroked up and down the insides of Carly's thighs and moved them even further apart. I could see Ellen's pink tongue reaching out and touching Carly's clit. Now she was licking up and down Carly's cunt lips and sliding her tongue into my wife's hot slit.

Carly closed her eyes and started moaning softly as her slim hips started began slamming into the mattress. It wasn't long before she was jerking her head violently back and forth and and screaming at the top of her lungs. It was at that moment that I whipped my dick out of my pants and started strokin' it like a madman. I think we both came about the same time.

It didn't take Carly very long to recover. She sat up and started kissing Ellen, eagerly licking and sucking her own cunt juices from Ellen's lips and tongue. She had one of Ellen's boobs in each of her hands and was playing with her nipples. Ellen threw her head back, her long red hair cascading down her back. My wife started nibbling Ellen's neck and shoulders. Soon she was sucking Ellen's nipples. Ellen was moaning softly under her breath. My cock was getting hard again.

Carly kept licking and sucking Ellen's nipples as she reached down between the other woman's legs and started playing with her clit. A few seconds later, she gently pushed Ellen down on her back and spread her thighs. Then she took a deep breath and tentatively licked at Ellen's swollen clit. Ellen groaned and mashed her cunt into Carly's face. Carly began licking at Ellen's cunt lips. Ellen started moaning louder. Before long, my wife was eating pussy like she'd done it her whole life - and Ellen was rolling around on the bed and coming very loudly. I shot my wad right after that. Carly knelt on the bed, spread her thighs apart and diddled her clitty until she made herself come.

A few minutes later, the two of them got up and went off to the shower together. I heard a lot of giggling coming from the bathroom, so I got up and went to watch. I got the feeling I was a little unwelcome, but the ladies were too involved to make a big deal out of it. They soaped each other up and slid their bodies all over the other's. It was overwhelmingly sexy. My dick wanted to get hard, but it was just too soon.

After they towelled each other off, they laid down and slept for awhile. I sat there watching them, part of me wishing that none of this had ever happened. When they woke up, they went at it again in high gear. They just couldn't keep their hands off each other. They made each other come over and over. They kept it up for a couple of hours. I watched them and jerked off, but my heart wasn't really in it anymore. My wife was having more fun than I'd expected her to have.

It's been about a month now since all that happened. Our floundering sex life was revved into high gear since my wife's hot night of girl-on-girl sex with Ellen. Carly was pretty much completely insatiable now. We had sex every night for hours, and sometimes it still wasn't enough for her. I knew Carly was keeping in touch with Ellen, both by e-mail and cell phone. She wasn't exactly keeping it a secret from me - but she wasn't exactly telling me about it, either. She'd been making noises lately like she wanted me to agree that it'd be ok if she wanted to go meet Ellen alone - as in: without me. After what I'd seen from her the last time the two of them had been together, I really didn't want to let her go anywhere near Ellen without me - but was afraid I'd end up looking like some sort of jealous possessive asshole husband if I said no. So of course I said yes.

Well, that's why I'm all alone on the couch in the dark - getting roaring, pissing drunk. I'm sitting here in the living room jerking myself off while my pretty wife is rolling around on a bed in a hotel room in the next town having her clit sucked and her pussy licked by a gorgeous redhead with huge bouncy boobies.