My Life in : Part IV - The Wife (nf)
Part IV - The Wife
I met Brandi in my senior year of high school. She was a junior at the time. There was
something about her that really caught my eye. She was a small thing, standing no more
than 5'1", and had straight, jet-black hair that hung to her waist. Brandi was mostly
Native American, with a little Caucasian spritzer in there, and she had a pert nose, high
cheek bones and eyes of such a dark brown they were nearly black. Despite her heritage she
was actually a shade or two paler than me, mainly because she didn't spend a lot of time
in the sun and never intentionally went out to tan. Still, she had a very appealing
natural skin tone.
The first day I started chatting with her, she was wearing a rather sexy pair of
fashionable high-heeled boots. What really amazed me was how small they were. I found out
later that she only wore a shoe size in the 5 ½ to 6 range, depending on the style. Much
to my surprise, she actually shed one of those boots during the course of my first real
meeting with her. Somehow, we had gotten to the point of discussing height, and I was a
little disbelieving that she was a full shorter than me. She reached
down and unzipped one of her boots, pulling out a tiny clad in black stockings and
sitting it flat on the floor.
Brandi smiled up at me and said "See, I really am short."
Some months later she admitted that she had been flirting with me when she'd dropped her
boot off. It certainly worked. I asked her out that very night, and it was the beginning
of a relationship that would last more than ten years.
We had gone out a couple of times, and started kissing and a little light petting, but
being winter I hadn't managed another glimpse of Brandi's petite .
Finally, we were sitting in the living room at my house. She was in a comfortable pair of
sweat pants and white socks, sitting across the recliner in my lap (as she weighed less
than 100lbs, this was actually pretty comfortable). I had been running my hand up and down
her
(she had great calves) and started to slip my fingers beneath her sock, feeling her ankle
and then her heel and then her arch. After a few minutes of this, she reached down herself
and peeled off both socks.
Brandi gave me a big smile and exclaimed "Bare !"
I took this as a good sign and started to fondle, caress, and examine each in
turn. She owned a lot of different colors of nail polish, and this night she was wearing a
light blue (one of my favorites). Her was definitely one of the most
petite I'd ever seen, with a small heel and only a barely noticeable bit of flair across
the ball of the . Her arch was almost
nonexistent as there was an extra padding of skin that made her whole sole seem to sit
flat on the ground (a common occurrence within certain tribes) and her sole was smooth
with only a few wrinkles at key points. Brandi's toes were small without appearing stubby
and very straight and set close together (as she later pointed out, her toes resembled
tiny eclairs...and I enjoyed them as such).
Lucky me, it turned out she was really into , both having her own played with
and enjoying pretty on other women. As our
relationship continued, it became more and more apparent that Brandi had some strong
bisexual tendencies, and that indulging my fetish made her more interested
in other girl's . Later in our relationship, we
would sometimes talk about fantasies we both had concerning pretty
(those of famous women or someone we knew) during sex or other intimate play.
Anyway, back to this first encounter. I indulged in the feel of her for
over an hour. Eventually we started making out heavily as I continued to play with her
soles and toes.
Being a virgin, Brandi wanted to hold off awhile on hopping into the sack, but that didn't
mean she was unwilling to explore other avenues together.
play became an important part of our physical relationship as she worked her way up
through manual and oral pleasuring until eventually giving her virginity to me. Since she
was raised in a very strict household, Brandi had never so much as given a guy a hand job
before. I really enjoyed the process of instructing her, and she had a lot of pent-up
sexual energy to release.
As though I weren't sufficiently enamored of her from seeing and touching them, a
few days later I got to smell and taste them and I was really smitten. Every woman I've
ever been with has a slightly different scent to her (except for one who had none).
I don't think I have to tell other connoisseurs that the
uniqueness of each is hard to describe, but there was definitely something about the light
pleasant odor of hers that absolutely drove me crazy. From the first time I buried my nose
between her toes, I never wanted to leave. For years thereafter, I would delight in
slipping her shoes off as soon as she came home and placing her soles on my face.
It was only a few days after I had first touched her , and Brandi seemed to be really
into the idea of having them kissed. I lifted a up to my face and admired the
texture of her sole. She spread and wiggled her toes for me, inciting me further. I ran my
lips and nose over the sole of her , inhaling her scent and
producing a giggle. I started by planting several light kisses on her arch, which seemed
to please her, and expanded my radius outward until I had kissed every inch of her soles
and each of her toes. I took her tiny heel in my mouth an began sucking and licking it.
Then I ran my tongue in long slow strokes along the rim and arch. She was totally blissing
by this time. Even more so as I began exploring the hills and valleys of her toes with my
questing tongue. I licked and sucked for all I was worth, and she loved every minute of
it. I was absolutely in love with this woman and these .
During the early parts of our relationship, we would make out for long periods of time as
she became more comfortable with mutual touching. I was taking it slow, and really
relishing the exploration. It was like my first encounters with Johnna all over again.
Brandi came to enjoy making me orgasm. She admitted it gave her a sense of power to able
to produce such an intense reaction in me. In one of our favorite early games, she would
sit beside me on the bed with her legs across me as I lay flat on my back. Brandi would
thrust one of her in my face and command me to lick
it while she filled her hands with some lotion or other. She would then take my stiffening
member into both of her little hands and begin stroking me. I would smell, kiss, lick and
suck every inch of her as the rhythm of her hands
increased in speed. Over time, she became very good at reading the signs of my impeding
orgasm and would slow down at just the right time to bring me back from the edge. It was a
game she particularly enjoyed, and she would do it two or three times before finally
allowing me to release. This would produce a very intense orgasm in me, especially while
sucking her toes.
After awhile, she began talking more and more during these sessions, and also during the
times I would manually then orally pleasure her. I was surprised when she began asking me
about other I had admired and desired, and
what fantasies I'd had. At first I was concerned it might be trap to use these things
against me later, but she was sincerely into the whole thing. As well, during this time,
we began to discuss her desires for other women that she had never really felt comfortable
discussing with anyone else. Brandi herself had some very intense orgasms exploring her
bisexual fantasies.
Months passed, and I found myself increasingly attracted to and comfortable with this
woman in a way I'd never been before. By the half-year point, I had realized this was
someone I wanted to spend a long time with and possibly even marry. We had a lot in
common, with just enough difference to make things interesting; and I must say that our
sex life was incredible. As her first lover, Brandi wanted to explore everything with me.
In a short time she had turned from a fairly sheltered young woman into an absolute
tigress, and we were both at an age where we were insatiable.
On the
front, Brandi increasingly became the initiator. I loved it when she would thrust her
into my face and order "Suck my toes." I can honestly say I never refused.
She was also the first woman I ever shared her own with. You see Brandi was very
flexible, and could hook both of her legs behind her head. It was therefore no problem at
all for her to get her in her mouth. One day she was
being very seductive, just doing a bunch of things to turn me on. Out of the blue, she
pulled one of her adorable up to her mouth and began giving
herself a thorough toe sucking. I was both stunned and incredibly excited.
After a couple of minutes she gave me this come hither look and asked "Do you want to
share?"
I didn't need any more prompting than that, and in moments our tongues were curling
together over her soles and in-and-out around her toes. We would alternate between deeply
kissing each other and licking her . Soon, I couldn't stand the
pressure anymore and had to reach down and pull off my pants, then help Brandi wiggle out
of hers. I was, of course, already very turned on and I found that the situation had made
her very wet. In moments I was inside her, and without a word between us, her
was once again between our mouths. The licking, the kissing and the sex all quickly grew
in intensity. She began to cry out in the throes of orgasm and this was more than enough
to push me over the edge. We both came powerfully, sucking away on her
all the while.
Afterward, as we lay wrapped in each other arms, I said "That was incredible. We have
to try that again some time."
Brandi replied with an enthusiastic "Mmmm-hmm!"
My most amazing experiences with Brandi came when she was feeling adventurous enough to
explore her attraction to other women. She had admitted to me that she wanted to explore
that side of her sexuality, but wanted to do it in a way she felt safe, with me present. I
certainly didn't object to the idea, and we discussed it both in and out of the bedroom
for quite some time. She would sometimes ask me to create a scenario and talk about some
woman that we were both attracted to, either someone famous or someone we both knew. After
a time we would occasionally use visual materials. She had a thing for Madonna, and one
year for her birthday I purchased the "SEX" book for her. We enjoyed both the
text and the pictures together. I remember that we both particularly liked the photo of
Madonna masturbating over a mirror. She was nude except for her panties and you could see
her
soles.
When the opportunity arose for us to explore these fantasies in real life, I think it took
us both a bit by surprise. We were attending college together and we had a good friend
named Rebecca. She was around 5'7" with curly blonde hair (Brandi always seemed to
have a thing for blondes) and a voluptuous figure. Rebecca had a set of double-D breasts,
and nice rounded hips and butt. Her were a size 9, and she enjoyed
showing them off in strappy platforms. Rebecca's toenails were usually painted a bright
color, and she frequently wore an anklet and matching toe ring. She usually dressed in a
manner that accentuated her assets (not the typical collegiate slovenliness) and heads
would always turn when she flounced her way across campus.
While Rebecca was undoubtedly hot, she was quite the drama queen (a theater major, go
figure). Many were the times that I got to hear about her problems with this or that
relationship. As long as she was wearing something sexy though, I didn't mind too much.
On one particular weekend, Rebecca had just broken it off with her latest paramour, and
she accompanied Brandi and myself out to do some drinking and dancing. I honestly didn't
have anything planned, but as we all three danced together, and the alcohol started to
take affect the three of us became increasingly close and touchy. At one point, I caught
Brandi with her hand working its way down Rebecca's back and cupping one of her butt
cheeks. When I caught her eye, Brandi gave me a big grin and a wink. With this cue, I
became increasing liberal in where my hands roamed on both of them and how we all rubbed
up against one another. Nobody seemed to mind.
I was beyond excited. I knew that this was one of those Golden Opportunities you hear
about, and my mind was racing to work out some way to turn this into a night none of us
would ever forget. For a variety of reasons, I decided to suggest that we all go down to a
secluded park, not too far from the club, and sober up a little. Both Brandi and Rebecca
eagerly agreed, and it felt like my pants would burst from the strain of the erection I
had.
[As a side note, let me point out a valuable thing I learned in high school. Always keep a
large blanket in your trunk. You never know when you will get the opportunity to copulate
in the great outdoors. I'm in my mid-30s now, and I utilized said blanket as late as last
year. Needless to say, I had one this night.]
We took a blanket out to an area of the park unlikely to be visited by anyone in the
middle of the night, and laid it down in a clearing. The sky was nearly cloudless and the
moon was bright enough to read by. Everyone shed their shoes and found a comfortable place
to lounge around. Brandi had been wearing stappy heels with no stockings and Rebecca had
on stockings and closed-toe heels. I managed to situate myself where my head was near
Rebecca's nyloned tootsies. As she had been dancing all night, her were
rather sweaty and I found myself inching closer to inhale the sweet scent. I had admired
her
for months, and here they were right in my face.
By the moonlight, I could clearly make out Rebecca's narrow, lightly callused heel, high
arch and the broadness across the ball of her . Her toes had a very nice
spread to them and despite a propensity for high heels, showed no sign of imperfections
around her juicy big toe.
Throwing caution to the wind I pressed my face right up against one of her soles and
filled my nostrils with the odor of her . I also began to move my lips
across her sole. Rebecca didn't react to this, so I became more bold moving my lips all
over her sole and extending my tongue to taste her nyloned .
The taste and smell of her were incredible, and I knew I
just had to share this.
Brandi had been lying on my other side with her head near mine. I rolled over and kissed
her deeply, causing her eyes to open. I know my face must have smelled a bit like
Rebecca's sole, and Brandi kissed me long
and deep. With just a little prompting, I got Brandi to scoot her small body over on top
of me, with her butt pressed against my crotch. I cupped my hand under Rebecca's to
lift it a little, and Brandi needed no prompting to take her first good whiff of another
woman's .
Soon her mouth closed over those succulent toes while my tongue worked up Rebecca's sole.
Our tongues and mouths intermingled just as they had on Brandi's own .
This was enough to rouse Rebecca from her drunken half-sleep and let out a little moan. It
definitely encouraged us to become more fervent in our love. Shortly, Brandi shifted
off my body and ran her hand up the outside of Rebecca's .
She squirmed pleasantly in response and Brandi hooked her fingers under the elastic of
Rebecca's stocking pulling it down her and off her .
From there we really went to work on that succulent ped, sucking and licking between toes,
lovingly tongue bathing the arch. All three of us were getting powerfully aroused.
I was half sitting up at this point and Brandi pushed be down on the blanket and did one
of the greatest things a woman has ever done for me. For years she had known about my
multiple woman fantasies, and she proceeded to
fulfill them. Brandi lay half atop me and stuck one of her in
my face, the way she frequently did when giving me a blow job. This positioned both her
and Rebecca's right in my face. Rebecca rolled
to her side and propped herself up on one elbow as Brandi's head moved in an their mouths
joined in a passionate kiss.
Their hands reached out to touch one another's face and hair and I even forgot about the
nearby
for a moment as I watched the woman I loved exchange a deep, soulful kiss with another
woman. There was a wonderful sense of excitement tinged with a bit of jealousy. It wasn't
long though, until I took advantage of the feast that had been offered me.
Both women were lying on their side and I brought their together in front of my face. I
inhaled their commingled scents deeply then began to lick and suck like there was no
tomorrow. I was in absolute heaven, experiencing every
taste and texture of these women's .
After a time, I felt a tugging at my pants as Brandi began to unfasten my belt then button
then zipper. I lifted my hips a little and Brandi yanked down my pants and underwear in
one smooth movement. I felt her cool hand stroke my already raging erection, then her warm
mouth engulf it. I could barely restrain myself as her lips began stroking up and down my
shaft. I felt my member pop out of Brandi's mouth and felt Rebecca's weight shift
partially onto me. I looked down to see her bend her head and take me between her bright
red lips, while Brandi started licking me below.
I knew where was no holding back, and I buried my face in both beautiful and
arched my back as an explosive orgasm overcame me. I didn't think I would ever stop
coming, and Rebecca took every last drop. I lay there exhausted and trembling as they once
again began to kiss and started to allow their hands to roam over one another's bodies.
Being both young and incredibly turned on, it wasn't long until I was back in the game
myself.
There was a lot more that happened that night, but little of it to do with .
Among other things I got to watch my future wife take her first taste of another woman and
got to engage in some really mind blowing three-way sex.
It turned out to be a one-shot deal. Soon after, Rebecca got back together with her
boyfriend and nothing else ever happened between her and either Brandi or myself.
Considering how good that one night turned out, it was probably for the best to leave it
at that.
An interesting epilogue to all this; Rebecca was later the maid of honor at our wedding.
There was an intriguing moment with the three of us standing there, where we all caught
each other's eye and a look passed that only happens between those who share an intimate
secret.
The second, and last, partner that Brandi an I shared was Jamie. We were living in L.A.
and Brandi had launched her career in makeup for film and television. She and Jamie began
to partner up on various projects, and eventually founded their own little company.
Jamie was a tall drink of water, nearly six in her bare and
taller than me with a pair of the platforms she sometimes enjoyed wearing. She was pale
with long, thin limbs. Jamie's hair was naturally a light blonde but she would usually
keep it dyed black. Her overall look was just on the edge of goth...a couple of tattoos, a
piercing or two, and a wardrobe where black might be considered over represented. It was a
look she wore well. Jamie's were among the longest I've seen
on a woman. In structure, they reminded me of Meg Ryan's with long finger-like toes. When
at home or simply relaxing, Jamie usually preferred to go barefoot.
One evening we were relaxing at Jamie's place and having a few drinks. We had all been
working that day and I had Brandi's in my lap giving them a good
massage. The conversation meandered over a variety of topics until Brandi was talking
about how much she enjoyed having her rubbed and played with.
"Oh, me too," declared Jamie.
Now, by this point Brandi had expressed her attraction to Jamie, so I was eager to see
where this conversation might lead. Jamie was openly bisexual and I had witnessed her and
Brandi flirting with each other from time to time.
"Do you like having you toes sucked?" Asked Brandi boldly.
Without hesitation Jamie replied "Oh yes! But I haven't had it in a long time. I used
to have a boyfriend in high school who just loved my . He'd suck on my toes for
hours."
While saying this, Jamie was sitting back in a chair with her
propped up on an ottoman and her soles facing right toward us. Her toes spread as she
remembered her past lover. Brandi turned to me an
grinned as one of her rubbed against my obvious
erection.
"You know, Mark gives the best toe sucking ever," said Brandi playfully.
"Really?" Asked Jamie arching one eyebrow.
Brandi egged it on "Why don't you show her?"
I must admit that somewhere in the back of my mind I was wondering if they had discussed
this beforehand. They both seemed to going into it with little preamble. Brandi later
swore up-and-down that although they had talked some about sex, this wasn't an area they
had touched on. Regardless, I wasn't complaining.
I moved Brandi's from lap and slid down across the
floor. I situated myself on my knees before Jamie's long, elegant and
looked back over my shoulder. Brandi had a lustful, slightly tipsy look on her face and
seemed eager for me to go for it.
I pressed my lips against Jamie's sole, which seemed to cover the whole length of my face,
and inhaled her scent. I then began kissing around the sole and toes. There was a little
roughness around her heel, big toe, and just below her big toe, but overall it was quite
soft for someone who went barefoot so much. I began kissing and nibbling on the underside
of her toes, with brought sounds of delight from Jamie.
Brandi slid up next to me just about the time I wrapped my hand around Jamie's
and started to suck her little toe. I licked between it and the next toe before moving on
to suck to next in line. Jamie was moaning now. She hadn't been lying when she said that
she enjoyed a good toe sucking. With their length, I could take a long slurp up and back
down each one. By the time I reached Jamie's big toe, I felt Brandi's hand in my lap,
stroking me through my jeans.
Jamie's big toe came out of my mouth with a 'pop' and I looked over at Brandi "You
want to share?"
From the eagerness of her response, the answer was an unqualified "Yes."
Brandi's mouth began exploring Jamie's left as I moved on the right.
Pleasurable sounds continued to issue from Jamie's throat as husband and wife eagerly
devoured her big , and she started to writhe in her
seat. I can't say how long this went on, but I believe every inch of her expansive was
covered with our saliva before we were through.
I continued to happily suck away while Brandi and Jamie started to make out and let their
hands roam freely over each other's bodies. At some point Brandi, always the bold one,
suggested we move into the bedroom. Nobody needed any more prompting than that, and soon a
line of clothes were strewn across the floor leading into the bed; each of us eager to
experience the taste and touch and smell of the other two.
Jamie turned out to be an experienced sapphic lover, as she hungrily devoured Brandi's
petite body. She also proved more than willing to let me enter her several times. The most
amazing moment came when Brandi's head was between Jamie's long legs, eagerly devouring
her. I mounted Brandi from behind and pulled one of Jamie's up
to my face, eagerly lapping at her soles and sucking her toes. Somewhere in the midst of
this, each of us reached climax.
While this was the last time the three of us slept together, I know that Brandi and Jamie
were with one another a few more times, and I did get to worship Jamie's
again.
In the end, things didn't work out between Brandi and myself. There was eventually a
painful ending to our ten year relationship. Considering the route her life took, I can
only assume she was looking for a more regular, mundane existence, that I couldn't give
her (well, that and children that I wasn't interested in having). But, I will never forget
the incredible experiences we shared together.