Written by eddie2000

Fact
7 Oct 2011


I've always fantasised about watching my girlfriend lezz off with another girl. She's beautifully pale skinned, tall and willowy with long brown hair, bright blue eyes and gorgeous long legs that go on forever. We've been together for about ten years.

She loves porn and we regularly watch it together. From the start, I couldn't help but notice how turned on she always seemed to get by watching two girls together. I love nothing more than sitting back and wanking my thick 6" cock while she furiously rubs away on her soaking wet clit as two stunning eastern European girls go at it on the screen. Her English rose complexion starts to give off a lovely reddish glow and her breathing quickens and gets louder as she begins to moan... (Wow! I'm getting a semi on just thinking about it!)

Anyway, until last week, this fantasy had always been exactly that: pure fantasy. That has now changed. We were out on a Friday night with her work friends - it was unseasonably sunny and more of a crowd than usual decamped to the pub's beer garden. This new girl (about 27, petite, deep tan, gorgeous brown eyes, heaving tits, Latin looking) turned up. I'd never met her before but my girlfriend introduced her straight away. It was clear that they already got on really well. Obviously, at this stage, I thought nothing of it.

Anyway, the wine was flowing and after a couple of hours the conversation (as it invariably does) turned to sexier stuff. The usual 'who would you rather' chat began - all quite amusing but fairly tame. It got fairly late and by now most of the party had gone home. Me and the missus found ourselves alone with Gemma (the new girl).

They'd both had about a bottle of wine each and were getting less and less inhibited. Apropos of nothing, Gemma - all giggly - leaned across to my girlfriend and whispered something. I laughed too and asked what was said. My girlfriend smiled and said, 'Gem asked me whether I'd ever been with a girl before.'

Immediately, I became aroused, thinking only 'I wonder where this conversation will lead?' My girlfriend then explained to Gemma her take on FF: she'd always fantasised about it but never had the opportunity with a girl she really fancied.

'Do you fancy me?' said Gemma, playing with her thick, dark hair suggestively. Long pause laden with electrifying sexual tension. After gulping back most of her glass of wine and blushing noticeably (just like when she watches two hot girls on a porno), my other half told her that she did. A lot. Instant boner on my part...

Right there and then in the pub beer garden, Gemma, who had said she was an experienced and voracious muff diver, smiled, reached across and ran a hand through my girlfriend's hair. 'I think you're beautiful,' she told her. 'How would you feel if I kissed you?' Gemma looked at me for a second at this stage; I nodded my assent (which my gf saw too). By now, my heart was pounding and my cock was iron-bar hard.

My girlfriend put down her wine glass, closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She smiled and said 'I can't believe I'm doing this'. When she opened her eyes Gemma was kissing her; gently and tentatively at first. That didn't last long...

Within what seemed like seconds (probably a couple of minutes), the two of them were French kissing really deeply. Gemma's hands were all over the missus. One hand was riding up her short-skirted thigh, inching ever-closer towards her pussy. The other was pulling and pinching on her exposed breast (Gemma has pulled her top down to expose a tit. Everybody in the beer garden could see how hard my missus's nipple was...).

'Shall we continue this back at our place?' I helpfully suggested, barely able to see straight by now. Frustratingly, the tube home took ages (though only a five minute journey usually). When we were all on the train, the girls sat together. The carriage was crowded with the usual Friday night revellers. I was worried that the bright lights and lack of drink would give my girlfriend cold feet. I needn't have worried. Every so often, Gemma would give a furtive kiss or grope the missus while looking at me. I couldn't wait to get the key in the door.

When we got up the stairs to our maisonette, Gemma took control. She took us both by the hand and led us into our bedroom. In what seemed like a blur, she had my girlfriend's sheer black panties off and had her pretty face buried in my missus's bald cunt. I'd never made her cum like she came in those first few minutes. Her whole body seemed to be convulsing as she had wave after wave of explosive orgasm. She was short of breath and her face was coloured up and covered in sweat. 'Did you enjoy that?' Gemma asked, redundantly, after a time. With Gemma's pretty white soaking wet knickers stuffed in her mouth, she couldn't answer. Mmmmmm....

We had an amazing night after that, all my everyday problems seemed to fade away for those few hours (always the best feeling). My girlfriend came buckets; the bedsheets were drenched in cum at the finish. She and Gemma both enjoyed licking each other's pussies, we watched a bit of porn together and the girls played with the missus's new pink vibrator too.

What was I doing? Well, that probably needs another post. Suffice to say I had a great time. I fucked the beautiful Gemma every which way in front of the missus, with the missus and all sorts.

If you enjoyed this story, let me know and I'll get into all that detail another time...


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