A MAJOR CHANGE

There are moments, in everyone's life, when some event, often seemingly insignificant, is the start of a major change.  In our case it was meeting Josephina. We met on the plane on the way to our holiday destination. She was sitting in the window seat and we started talking. She was on her own and told us that she'd just gone through an acrimonious break-up with a boyfriend. She was Anglo-Indian and quite beautiful. She's very elegant, tall, slim, very dark skinned, with model's legs. Her small but shapely breasts complimented her lithe slenderness and bubble bottom. I fancied her like mad but made sure my wife didn't realise it as she can get violently jealous and it takes a lot to calm her down. As Jo was by herself and we were the only people she knew it seemed natural that, once we got to the resort, we did things together. 

My wife, Leslie, is a natural blonde with large but firm and well shaped breasts and milky white skin. She has to be very careful in the sun and only tans gradually. Her body type could be described as hour-glass. The contrast between the two women flattered each of them. I basked in the open envy of the other guests when they saw me escorting two such attractive women. Quite a few men tried to initiate a relationship with Jo but she made it plainly obvious that she just wasn't interested. When we discussed it Leslie rationalised that it wasn’t surprising as the woman obviously needed some time to herself to get over her break-up.

Three days after we'd arrived Jo asked us to celebrate her birthday with her. The three of us went to a very chic restaurant. The food was fabulous and the wine delicious and we were very merry by the time we got back to our hotel. Jo invited us to her room, for a nightcap. Waiting on the dressing table was a bottle of champagne, in an ice bucket, and, after dimming the lights, she opened the bottle and we toasted her birthday and wished her a better year than the last. 

My wife can't really hold her drinks and was already well above her limit. She was very giggly and became very amorous. She gets very raunchy when she's drunk and, in that state, loses all inhibitions. She will happily do absolutely anything, no matter how way out, in direct contrast to the way she acts when she is sober when Leslie can be rather prudish. She was making signs behind Jo’s back that we should leave. I could see that she was desperate to go back to our room to make love. I was on the point of doing just that when Jo put on some music, on the radio. She said that she loved dancing and would we indulge the birthday girl before going to bed. She surprised me when she pulled my wife to her feet and started dancing with her. She laced her arms around Leslie's waist as my wife rested her head on the taller woman's shoulder. 

I was miffed that it wasn't I holding Jo as it would have given me the excuse to press myself against the sensual body, I'd been admiring secretly for the past few days. Petulantly I poured myself another glass of champagne. When I looked at the women again I was shocked to see Jo's fingers, with their long sharp scarlet nails, undoing the front buttons of my wife's dress while nibbling on my Leslie's earlobe. She was acting like a man bent on seducing my wife. Leslie's eyes were like saucers and I could she that she was really shocked by this turn of event and that she'd started to perspire and was gulping for breath. I was rather surprised that she didn't try to extricate herself from the woman's clutches. An expression like fear disfigured Leslie's face, as button after button popped open. 

My wife often doesn't often wear a bra and this was one of those times so that her large, naked breasts popped out, as the dress gaped open. I could see that the nipples were very hard - a sure sign that my wife was aroused. Jo opened the front of her dress, revealing that she was also naked underneath. Her dark, apple-sized breasts were more compact and up-tilting than my wife's larger pale ones.

I have to be honest and admit that though I was shocked, to see a woman trying to seduce my wife, I was also madly aroused. That is my excuse for staying as quiet as a mouse as I watched Jo undressing my trembling wife, right in front of my eyes. 

Jo slipped Leslie’s dress all the way down and, at the same time, managed to pull her panties down also so that my wife was left naked, except for her high heels sandals. Jo was bare to the waist and the stark contrast in skin colour and body shapes was very sexy.

I've got to break up my description to stress that Leslie and I had discussed same sex lovemaking, in the past, and she'd been adamant that she couldn't even imagine what a woman would see in touching another woman so intimately. She didn't go as far as saying that it disgusted her but left me under the impression that she would never allow such a thing to happen. So please try to imagine what was going through my mind as I watched it happening right in front of my eyes!

I never took my eyes off the two sexy women as very slowly Jo slipped down to her knees. My wife was shivering all over as she stood naked, teetering on her high heels, with her eyes tightly closed. Her chest was heaving, causing her breasts to roll from side to side, as she fought for breath. She was blushing fiercely and deliberately, I felt, not looking my way. Jo studied Leslie's pussy, from only inches away, as she trailed her fingertips through my wife's profuse pubes. Gently she pulled the sex lips apart revealing the inner pinkness and I could see that Leslie had already started to lubricate. Dollops of sex juices were slowly trickling between the open lips as the dark woman kept them open. After a short while Jo stood up, slipping her hands along my wife's thighs and waist as she did so, before cupping Leslie's heaving breasts. My wife opened her eyes. The way she shivered reminded me of a rabbit caught in a car's headlights. It was as if she had accepted the inevitability of being seduced by Jo. The two lovely women gazed into each other's eyes, so completely absorbed in each other that they were not paying me any attention. It hurt my pride, to be thus ignored, but I did realise that if they became aware of me they might not be so uninhibited so I kept very still.

Jo cupped Leslie's white breasts in her dark hands which made the act even more sensuous and shocking. The pads of her thumbs rubbed across the tip of the nipples until they were hard and swollen and very red. She leant forward and plastered her lips against Leslie's. The kiss was gentle, at first, but became more and more and more passionate. I could see that there was a lot of tongue-play. My wife's eyes were tightly closed again but Jo's were open. She was looking at me, almost challengingly, and I could detect a gleam of predatory triumph in them as I did nothing but look back letting her know that I would stay neutral. Meanwhile Leslie was completely absorbed in the kinky scenario and feverishly responding to Jo's touch. The two sexy women continued kissing and mutually massaging each other's breasts. I could see the tips of Leslie's white fingers sinking deep in the dark flesh of Jo's breasts, so that it oozed between her fingers. Leslie's nipples were fully engorged and very red and her pale breasts clearly showed red finger marks where Jo had kneaded the sumptuous flesh. Jo pulled away then led Leslie to the bed. My wife followed her like the proverbial lamb to slaughter. Forcefully Jo pushed Leslie down on her back.  My wife's legs were apart and her blonde hair was fanned out on the bedspread. Jo coaxed Leslie's legs even wider apart and she pushed them back so that her knees pressed into her chest. I'd never seen Leslie's sex look as exposed and vulnerable. The woman sank down to her knee so that her face was between my wife's legs. Her mouth was soon mashed into my Leslie's pubic curls. My wife’s bottom rose off the bed and she moaned loudly as her hands cradled the back of Jo's head. 

Was she making sure that the tongue would not leave her pussy or trying to push it away? 

Jo reached up to caress Leslie's jiggling breasts and pinched the dark red nipples as she licked, sucked and tongued my wife's sex, like a cat lapping up cream. Leslie could not lie still and her bottom wriggled wildly as the tongue forced inner and outer lips to stay wide open, leaving the deep hole exposed. Her eyes were tightly shut as she twisted frantically from side to side. She was sobbing with passion while gasping for breath. From experience my wife was showing every signs that she was about to climax. I watched milky white juices bubbling out to dribble onto Jo's tongue and lips and some on her chin and nose till her face glistened wetly. Leslie's strong thighs clamped hard against each side of Jo's face, holding her head firmly locked against her pussy, as the woman continued sucking and drinking my wife's flowing sex juices. Jo never stopped squeezing Leslie's breasts hard. I heard Leslie moan, as if in pain, but noted that she wasn't trying to push the woman's hands away, even when Jo's fingertips clamped her nipples and squeezed them very hard. Jo’s hands left Leslie’s breasts before moving down and gripping my wife's buttocks. She pulled on them so that they splayed apart revealing the small star-shaped anus, which was twitching as the pussy flesh spread over Jo's face, like a mask. Not surprisingly Leslie began to orgasm!

Her hips jerked off the bed, nearly upsetting Jo, as her tummy contracted. Her tortured body under the influence of what seemed a huge orgasm convulsed, thumping the bed repeatedly as the power of the ecstasy coursed through her. Her legs scissored around Jo's face like a fleshy vice. Her mouth was wide open and she was shrieking and moaning loudly as thick sex juices bubbled out of her hole and filled Jo's sucking mouth. For a brief moment Leslie's wild gyrations caused the other woman to lose contact but, re-fastening her mouth over my wife's sex, Jo continued moving her tongue in and out of the bubbling hole while, at the same time, nibbling on the engorged clit. Leslie screamed even more loudly as Jo pushed two fingers deep into her anus, using her sex lubrication to ease the penetration. Her body quaked as her speared sex and anus gripped, relaxed then gripped the invading digits, again and again. A while later, still madly shaking from head to toe, she slumped back on the bed and lay shivering. Her legs stayed spread wide and both of her hands were clamped over her breasts, as if trying to contain the spasms which were still shaking her body.

I watched in awe as Jo brought my wife off again and again losing count of the number of orgasms, after reaching ten or so, but it was awesome. Eventually Leslie had to beg Jo to let her rest, because her pussy was now so sensitive that it was painful. Leaving Leslie sprawled out exhausted, on the bed, Jo stood up and approached me. I could see droplets of sweat, mixed with my wife's love juices, glistening on her flushed face and breasts. She knelt in front of me and swiftly unbuckled my belt then unzipped my trousers. Her fingers flew down my shirt leaving a trail of opened buttons behind. Her warm breath was fanning my face as she leant forward to allow the tips of her firm breasts to swing against my naked chest. The nipples were very hard and hot and left a trail of goose-bumps wherever they touched. It was no wonder that I was shuddering with lust as she dragged my trousers and underwear down over my hips. My cock jerked wildly before she seized the thick shaft and dragged the tip into her mouth. Everything had happened so fast that all I recall is the first physical shock of my cock being swallowed in the warmest, wettest mouth ever. I could feel her cheeks hollowing as she sucked it greedily. Her arms clamped my thighs to the firmness of her breasts, as her lips slid all the way down my shaft until they were nestling in my pubes. I could feel the very hard nipples punching into my flesh as, for the very first time in my life, I was being deep-throated!

Wild with lust I started shafting Jo's mouth, with powerful thrusts of my hips. I could hear squelching sounds as it moved in and out of her pursed lips. Jo's hard breasts slithered like hard fruit against my thighs as my cock was firmly held in the grip of her skilled mouth. I was battering my cock into her mouth as hard as if it had been her pussy but she showed no signs of distress. I'd never known a woman who could take so much cock into her mouth so easily. Her arms were wrapped tightly around my hips. Every muscle in my straining body was shuddering wildly with sexual need for ejaculation as her fingers parted my taut buttocks. I was shocked when I felt the tip of a finger nudging my anus. The furious pace of my mouth-fucking increased, as she wormed the finger inside, till I climaxed. It was like a rocket bursting in the sky. My spunk flew out and blasted deep into her sucking mouth. My climax seemed to last a long time. She swallowed every drop of my male seed until my excitement eventually faded leaving me feeling sated and exhausted. Jo relaxed her oral grip so that my cock slipped out of her mouth. She caught the last drop of my spunk with the tip of her tongue.

I raised my eyes and got a shock when I saw that Leslie was now standing next to us. I'd been so enthralled by Jo's oral skills that I'd forgotten that my wife was in the room and had watched the way Jo had brought me off. With love shining from her eyes Leslie stroked the side of my face then she kissed me on the lips as if to reassure me that everything was fine and that our love had not been damaged by what had just happened.

Leslie turned her attention to Jo and she unzipped the woman's dress and pulled it off, leaving her just wearing a pair of panties. Leslie tried to pull it off but Jo resisted. It was only when I held Jo down that Leslie was able to take the garment off. I don't know which of us gasped louder, Leslie or me. Instead of a pretty pussy we were faced with a small erect cock. Jo wasn't a woman but a T.V.!

I was shocked and repulsed. The realisation that a man had, first seduced my wife then sucked me off made me angry, aroused and very confused. I moved away as I tried to sort out my confusion. The discovery had a completely different effect on my wife. Leslie seemed to become even more sexually inflamed. She sank to her knees and, parting Jo's thighs, her mouth connected with the small cock. Her tongue licked around the shaft then seconds later I heard slurping sounds as she sucked the cock into her mouth. The cock hardened even more and became very stiff, reaching about six inches in length as it flashed in and out of my wife's mouth. Leslie had no problems taking the entire length into her mouth. She allowed it to pop out of her mouth. I suddenly realised that there was no pubic hairs around the small cock which added to the strangeness of the experience. Leslie seemed to be in the throes of maniacal lust. She forcefully parted Jo's buttocks and licked round the star-shaped anus. The small hole clenched then opened and, before it could close again, the tip of my wife's tongue had slipped inside the dank passage. I stared hardly daring to breathe. My wife had never done anything like that to me. I was shocked as I watched her acting more lewdly than I'd ever seen her before. Leslie was lancing her stiffened tongue in and out of the back hole while, at the same time, stroking the cock with her fingers. 

Jo started moaning as her hands clutched the back of Leslie's head, keeping her face wedged between her splayed buttocks. Leslie's stiff, lancing tongue continued rooting deep inside the clutching hole. Seconds later a shrill scream echoed in the room as Jo climaxed and her bottom left the bed. Her anal muscles were gripping Leslie's tongue so tightly that my wife would have not been able to withdraw it, even if she'd wanted to. Spunk flew out of the erect cock and splattered onto Jo's rippling stomach. Eventually Leslie's moved away and her chest was pumping up and down as she gasped for air. Another shock to my sensibilities followed when she leant forward and scooped up the spunk, gleaming on Jo's tummy, with her tongue. She came to me and, before I could prevent it, she plastered her mouth against mine and pushed the spunk into my mouth with her tongue. I don't really know if I wanted to but there was no way I could escape and had to swallow the sticky liquid as Leslie's tongue continued to lance into my mouth.

Leslie was in the grip of overwhelming lust and she is a very persuasive person. She talked me into letting Jo have me while she sucked my cock. I was on all fours as Jo slipped her slender but very hard cock into my bottom. There was only a very small amount of pain which was soon replaced by astonishing pleasure. It was incredible and soon my spunk was blasting into my wife's mouth while Jo's experience her own climax and filled my bottom with her sperm. 

I was exhausted but didn't get much sleep that night as shrill cries and ecstatic moans rang out again and again as Leslie and Jo brought each other to orgasm, again and again. Jo took my wife the Greek way, her first time, and she loved it. In the early hours of the morning Jo was the filling in a three-way sandwich as she fucked Leslie’s bottom while I did the same to hers.

For the rest of the holidays we were a threesome but it soon became apparent that Jo was the dominant one. Leslie spent more time with Jo than she did with me and you would have thought that they were the couple and I was the spare part. I became used to being taken the Greek-way and have to confess that I liked it a lot especially while my cock was buried in my wife’s sex or bottom.

On our return Jo moved in with us. We now have a ménage a trois. Most of the times I like it but there are times when I wish nothing had changed as Jo has completely taken over. My wife is in thrall to her and her ally whenever I try to resist Jo’s blandishments. I tried to complain when my wife and Jo announced that they had decided to have a baby together and that it would mean that I could no longer make love with Leslie until she was pregnant. They ignored my pleas that I should be the father but agreed that officially I could be and, of course, bear all the costs of rearing a child. Leslie came off the pill and they screwed day and night until nine weeks later they announced that Leslie was pregnant and that I could once again join their games. I was so frustrated by then that I would have agreed to anything.