4. Bi Wife Energy

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I think I love Hannah, I blurt out as I come home from my weekend with my new lover. It's only been two dates, are you sure this isn't just the lust talking? My husband Chris replies.

Well, there are feelings, there are definitely feelings. Honey, we never talked about feelings, is this okay? I ask, trying not to panic, there's a long pause.

Do you want to leave me for her? He inquires. No, of course not, I love you, this doesn't change how I feel about you.

He nods slowly. That's all I need to know, he says to me. I do have one request Sophie, do you think I'd be able to meet her? I'd love to meet the woman who's made my wife so happy, my husband asks.

I'll have to ask her, but I'd love it if you two could meet. Chris, I'm so bad, my immediate brain imagines getting to have sex with both of you at the same time. That's not what this is about, I promise, but it's what I thought of honey, I admit.

I'd be lying if I hadn't thought of the same thing, but that's not my goal here either honey. I simply want to know who brings you all of this joy, my husband admits in return. He's not jealous? Hannah asks via text.

No, if anything he's a bit turned on, I return. Well of course, I bet he's thinking he's going to get some threesome action, she responds. That's not what this is about, and I definitely didn't promise him that, I respond, worried I'd upset her.

I know love, it's not something I'm opposed to either if it feels right, I've had a few threesomes and they're super fun. I don't like having a cock inside me, but I don't mind having one near me or watching you get fucked. Or I could bring a strap on and we could… She types quickly.

Well that escalated quickly, I respond. We set up a time for her to come over to our house for dinner the following week. When Hannah arrives, she has a bag with her.

I brought an overnight bag and some… supplies, just in case, she tells me with a wink. I look at the bag and can't help but feel excitement course through my whole body. I've never had a threesome, and I wonder what is in that bag.

I introduce my two lovers and we sit down to eat. Chris and Hannah talk and laugh and are getting on wonderfully, I still can't stop thinking about what's in the bag. I joke that I hope we can finish up dinner and get straight to the threesome.

I'm joking, unless… My voice trails off. I'm down, Hannah says. You don't have to ask me twice, Chris concurs.

I know I'm turning pink, but I rush before I lose my nerve. I have an idea about that, I was wondering if you could both be a little bossy and tell me what to do. I'm new to this and I like to be ordered around, I say.

Sure, but if we're going to do BDSM, are you both familiar with the stoplight system? Hannah asks. Yes, we've done scenes at home, yellow for slow down, red for stop, I explain.

Everyone agrees and we finish dessert. So, what's in the bag? I inquire as soon as dinner is over.

Oh, getting right to that, are we? I could tell you or I could show you. Be right back, Hannah replies.

She goes into the bathroom and when she comes out is wearing a corset and a strap-on. Well, now I feel underdressed, she remarks as my husband and I are still fully clothed. We immediately remedy this and we pull our clothes off.

I want to see you two make out, she tells us. Chris and I go to each other and kiss, that's so hot. As he and I kiss, Hannah comes up and sucks on my right ear, I almost lose my balance as she remembers the spot that really gets me.

I feel her hard strap-on against my leg and I moan. My turn, she says as she grabs my hair and pulls me to her. This show of force makes me so wet.

When I turn around, the fake cock is pressed up against my clit and I can't help but grind on it. Not yet, love, she tells me. Be perfectly still.

As she begins kissing me, Chris steps behind me. I feel his hard cock against my ass. I immediately want these two cocks inside of me, but I don't say anything.

They will take me when they are ready. My husband bites into my shoulder and I moan. I want to move my hips, but she has told me no.

Please, I breathe, the word barely forming. Please what? Hannah returns.

May I grind against your cock, please, I plead. Yes, you may, thank you for asking, but you are not allowed to come yet, she replies. I move my hips against her strap-on and this moves Chris's hard cock against my ass.

I feel his pre-cum leak out and dribble down my ass cheeks. He puts a hand over my mouth and sticks two fingers inside of my mouth. I drool on his fingers, getting them wet for whatever is next.

He reaches around and as I'm still grinding on the cock, he puts two fingers inside me. She feels close to coming already. Should we let her? My husband inquires.

No, let her suffer a little. I want her to beg for it, Hannah replies. I whimper and moan and can't make words as she pulls me in for a kiss.

I am in between my two lovers and in heaven. My body is overwhelmed, but not enough to call yellow. This torture is perfect.

I love being made to wait. She pulls away and immediately I beg, Hannah, please, may I come? You can come when my cock is inside you, Sophie, she replies.

Please, Hannah, fuck me, I say as I rub against the strap-on. I can feel Chris's cock twitch as he removes his fingers from my cunt and puts them back in my mouth. I taste so good.

She lets me go for a moment and I whimper. She returns with lube and is stroking it on her long, hard cock. She then takes her place in front of me and slides the strap-on inside me to the hilt.

Now you may come. I come instantly on her hard cock. Hannah squeezes both of my tits as she bites my ear and purrs into it, good girl.

She fucks me gently at first with long strokes, then increases and I can hardly stand. Chris helps brace me from behind. I want him inside me too, please, I beg.

We should probably move to the bed for that so she doesn't fall over, my husband suggests. That seems like a good idea. I pant as she takes a few last strokes and pulls out of me and walks to the stairs.

I follow her and my husband smacks me on the ass as we walk toward the bedroom.