Page 8 of Festive Flings

Marcus gives his name to the maître d' who tells us that the ladies have already arrived. As we approach the table, the beautiful brunette stands and greets Marcus and then Marcus introduces me. “Jonty, this is Michelle.” We shake hands and make small talk while we wait for her friend to return from the bathroom.

“There she is!” Marcus exclaims, and as I turn in my seat to finally meet my friend's new girlfriend, my breath catches in my throat.

She is an angel; she walks towards us with the light shining behind her giving her an ethereal appearance. Her blue eyes twinkle with mischief and merriment. She has shoulder-length blonde hair, she is tall and slim with long legs and curves in all the right places. She is exquisite, absolute perfection. She is also my friend's new girlfriend.

“Billie, this is my friend Jonty. Jonty, meet Billie, the girl I have told you all about.” My tongue feels double its usual size as I try to greet her. This is going to be a long night.

About an hour later, Marcus asks me to join him at the bar. “I’m guessing you don’t fancy her then? She is putting it on a plate for you, Jonty. Don’t you want to have a bit of fun, no strings?”

“How serious are you about Billie?” I ask him bluntly, pleading with him to be as honest as possible.

“We’re just having some fun… why? Do you like her? Is that why you’ve been acting funny?” he asks, excitement growing on his face. He looks happy and not at all offended, so I tell him the truth.

“I’m going to marry that girl. She’s the one.”

~~~ Ten Years Ago ~~~

It took me a year to persuade Billie to marry me. She confided in me that she had wild oats to sow before she settled down and was reluctant to make a bigger commitment to me until she had done all the things she wanted to. It, therefore, took another year to make it down the aisle.

I tell her we will sow those oats together. In our first year together as husband and wife, we try many things. We honestly admit to each other after a fantastic first year of marriage exploring our sexuality that we both want more, and we want it as a couple.

She says I am crazy and I confirm I am. I am completely and utterly crazy about her.

I have always been fascinated by all things kinky. Fortunately, I did partake in a few threesomes before I met Billie. With my experience to guide us, I take my love by the hand and slowly introduce her to all the things she wants to experience before she fully settles down.

The first threesome we have is with another woman, at Billie’s insistence. I make her tell me in explicit detail what she wants, and her face reddens as she explains that she wants to know what it is like to sleep with another woman, to taste her and fuck her with her fingers and mouth. She wants me to watch her as she pleasures another woman, and to help her pleasure that woman too.

We arrange a suitable woman through an agency. She is vetted, tested, and we paid for her discretion. Billie wants a petite brunette and as long as Billie is happy, that works for me.

Ruby is a 30-year-old escort who specialises in kink. She is indeed petite, straight up and down but pretty enough and Billie really likes her. We book a hotel room and ask Ruby for her services for the whole night.

Before we start, I sit both women down with a drink so we can agree on the boundaries. Billie vocalises exactly what she wants because she wants this to be done properly.

“You two can do anything apart from full sex, agreed?” she requests and I agree straight away.

I sit leisurely in a high-backed armchair and watch as my wife kisses another woman. Where Billie is tall, Ruby is short, Billie is fair haired, and Ruby is dark. They are like yin and yang, a superb mingle for me to see.

Ruby, being the more experienced party, slowly undresses Billie, who turns back to me, her eyes reaching mine searchingly. “Go on, sexy, it’s okay.” I encourage her and give my permission, so she knows this is all good.

Billie smiles back radiantly at me and tells Ruby to stop. Billie takes control, she undresses Ruby, slowly unbuttoning her blouse and kissing her neck and clavicle. I watch in lust as Billie licks up the other woman’s chest. She looks amazing; she is made for this.

Billie then removes Ruby’s bra with a lot more elegance and grace than my best efforts. As Ruby’s small tits spring free, Billie lets out a groan of lust before palming the little swollen bee stings and suckling the perfect pink peaks.

Billie looks over at me again. Her eyes are full of want and desire; she looks fucking hot. “Hmmm, Jonty, she tastes so good. Come and have a try.”

I don’t need to be invited twice.

I join my wife and our new friend and revel in her delight. Whatever Billie does to Ruby, I mirror back to Billie. As Billie’s hands move south, she gently pulls down Ruby’s skirt to reveal lacy panties and stockings and so I do the same to Billie. I slide my hand between her legs, and I can feel the heat and wetness already building from within her.

“You like that, don’t you, baby? Tell me what you want to do next.” Billie bites her lip and points to the bed. “Take off your panties and get on the bed please, Ruby,” I instruct her on Billie’s behalf.

I slip the rest of my own clothes off and fist my cock. Billie is now completely naked. She climbs on the bed and then hovers over Ruby. I watch in fascination as Billie uses her hands and tongue to explore every millimetre of Ruby’s body.

My breathing is erratic. My engorged cock becomes even harder, the veins popping out, as I watch my beautiful wife lick out the writhing woman on the bed.

As Billie licks down Ruby’s pussy lips, I think I’m going to cum. “Are you enjoying the show, Jonty? Do you want to get closer and really see what I am doing here?” Fuck yeah, I do.

I sit on the edge of the bed and watch Billie as she uses her tongue and lips to pleasure Ruby. She finds Ruby’s clit and sucks on it, scraping her teeth over it before plunging her tongue into her wanting hole. I am so fucking hot for her right now.

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