Wrapped Around My Little Finger

janus   March 30, 2022   | 11422 Views
I hooked my husband’s finger into the strand of my panties material, just dangling between the nanny’s legs. banner2

Siobhan at thirty realises she hasn’t trespassed into having sex with another woman and her husband at the same time.

A woman always gets what she wants and her man eventually comes to understand this.

I had happily done the young motherhood part of my life; juggling part time work with day care; but it was now time to be my sassy corporate self again and Mike agreed; though I didn’t visualise him as a house husband; so, he readily if a bit awkwardly agreed; while trying to fain any obvious sexual interest; when I suggested we do the modern upwardly mobile yuppie thing and engage a live-in nanny.

I had done my homework and said Dutch au pairs had a really good reputation, more than adequate English and they looked hot anyway. Hell, we wanted a worthwhile talking piece at dinner parties.

This later comment raised Mike’s eyebrows; he wasn’t used to me talking about other women as hot. Still if that was what I wanted: it was fine.

I was feeling really proactive and allowed Mike to help me select possible candidates from a website I had already pre-screened and police checked.

Mike was self-conscious and uncomfortable viewing good looking young blonde, blue eyed treats with me. After all it was a job website not a dating or hook up site.  I encouraged him however; saying we didn’t want a sour frumpy chick in the house. We needed to keep this light and find someone we were both comfortable with and who could manage four-year-old Tanya, when she wasn’t at day care and who would chaperon her to pre-kinder music and dance.

As it turned out we got our first choice. A really sizzling looking chick named Ingrid with long fair hair and light blue eyes. We needed to wait about month while her work visa was approved; but I collected her from the airport with Tanya about a week before I was due to recommence my board room manoeuvring with the guys at the Investment Bank where I had worked since graduating.

Suffice it to say Ingrid was great. Tanya was happy. I was glad to be back at work.  I saw Mike occasionally eyeing off Ingrid’s fulsome breasts and cute butt package in jeans in a general male way; but he was truthfully as faithful as the Labrador puppy I had as a kid. You know one of those rare guys who are actually happy with his wife and besides I kept his cock very, very contented.

It was me; I had hit thirty and realised I hadn’t been as filthy as I needed to be in life. I hadn’t trespassed into the reality of my daytime fitful pussy moistening fantasies as I commuted to and from work on the aging but graceful Melbourne tram network. I didn’t know what I was missing in sex; but I suspected it was something dirty.

Catalysts are strange and it was over hearing two younger women in front of me, when standing jam packed on the tram home one night that really got me scheming.

A brunette with a high ponytail was saying to her short dark textured bob styled friend: I liked the cut and got it myself soon after. I was a power woman and it was a statement cut for the boardroom.

Anyway, she had said:“My boyfriend fucked me like crazy after he saw me lick out the girl we picked up at the nightclub. You really must get an extra girl in your sex life; just frickin hot; hot. Tony went ballistic in my pussy after he saw me lick out another gal and then she face sat me while he screwed me like he hadn’t in ages. We are doing it again.”

They got off the tram and I was left mulling over this snippet of conversation.

Sex with another girl and my husband too was that me? Was it Mike?

I wanted it. I wanted to experience another girl’s body; but not alone. I could set Mike up. I could wrap him around my little finger as per usual but he wouldn’t like a random woman. He wasn’t like that.

I was in through the front door after walking home from the tram stop. I was still fantasising about bringing another woman home and sharing her body and then letting Mike fuck me and her too.

Then there was Ingrid telling me about Tanya’s day and dinner and bedtime; when I realised the woman for Mike and me was already in our house: Ingrid.

 Still how does a thirty-year-old, good-looking woman proposition a twenty-two-year-old gorgeous female au pair; with a bi-sexual tryst?

Apparently, it’s as easy as doing your washing together; if you’re not into bars and night clubs and fortuitously share the same roof.

There’s a first for everything; sharing the laundry and hitting on another girl.

 It was Saturday morning and Ingrid was just finishing; she was pulling her stuff out of the drier. I was about to load the washing machine.

The fair-haired nanny took me by surprise with:

“Wow Siobhan; cute knickers; love the cut and colour;” well yes: there they were; they were my favourite lacey thong panties, in lush light pink. They make me feel sexy and they always drive Mike to a hard on. I had them in my hand. I was sorting out our washing.

“Thanks; but your black V string panties are so sexy,” I said back, she was folding them, well, what you can fold of miniscule panty cloth.: “I’ll have to get some for myself”

“Oh, it’s okay. I think we are both size six; lets swap and enjoy ourselves;” said the blonde.

 “Yeah; sounds perfect. Can I grab your panties out of your draw?”

“Sure; but let’s try them out; here and now; more immediate.”

I wasn’t sure where Ingrid was going and I wondered if my underdeveloped tryst agenda was being high jacked. Was I about to have it off with our nanny in the laundry without Mike being involved?

I steadied my response: “But my knickers are dirty; yours are clean.”

That should stop it; I thought; but I wasn’t convincing in my tone and my look gave away my true feelings.

“Mmm I’ll get your smell,” Ingrid added matter of factly; “and you’ll miss mine.”

Still, her had her jeans down and invited me playfully with a light touch on my cheek: said “Drop your skirt: Oh, don’t be shy; have fun.”

I really didn’t need any persuasion and the young au pair was naked from her waist down and was wriggling her thighs excitedly as she eased my favourite pink knickers up over her thighs. She wasn’t shy and her stunning shaved cunt was on full display; including her twisty spiralled fleshy hood and her labia flaps; which were collapsed together and relaxing on the puffy curve of her pouty vulva skin. So attractive.

My red knickers were off like my skirt and my shapely legs and equally fully shaved coochie were on close girly display for the first time in my life. And I was so excited. So much so I couldn’t hide my immediate sexual wetness.

I watched too as Ingrid watched me put on her black lacey panties on; easing them up slowly. Very slowly. I liked how she was looking at my pussy; my cute fully shaved cunt which for all the recent years of my life had been Mike’s and my private playground.

There we both were in the laundry in each other’s panties. A perfect fit.

I was admiring how well Ingrid ‘s sweet young body filled up my underwear.

Ingrid was suddenly in my private intimate space. She was kissing me and I responded back passionately.

She put her fingers inside her own panties; well, her panties which were on me. I could only murmur in pleasure as she slid her fingers softly through my obvious moisture laden private parts.

My hand too went inside my own panties; my dirty pink knickers covering Ingrid’s luscious pussy. Her cunt felt as good as it had looked; it created a sensational energetic follow of dirty sensuality in my mind as my finger was wrapped between her cute fem-flaps.

We were fingering each other off. At first it was slow and delicate like our kissing; then as our base wound up sexual energy escalated; we were nudging and stuffing fingers in faster and deeper; exploring each other’s cunny recess with girly lust. We were two finger fucking machines with our palms pressing onto each other’s clits to maximise the satisfaction.

Our tongues couldn’t escape each other’s mouth’s. Our cunts didn’t want to escape the growing heights of pleasure now spreading through and beyond our wet slutty slits.

God; touching another woman felt great but being fingered by another woman to my own orgasm was bloody sensational.

In my new experience excitement. I came first and struggled to stifle my full rich orgasm.

I don’t know where I got the energy burst from; probably the super happiness spreading through me and so I really jolted and jammed my fingers back into Ingrid and made her cum effusively and really wetly.

Yeah, we had some extra washing to do and we talked the girly sex talk; very easily now. Ingrid was more than happy to set up Mike for the surprise of his life; tomorrow.

It all happened after Ingrid returned from dropping Tanya off at a birthday party early Sunday afternoon. Mike was relaxing; he was watching his team kick arse in the footy. I was pretending to browse a magazine.

Ingrid was giving me the details on the party when I suddenly interrupted her and exclaimed: “How dare you knick my panties?”

Well Mike didn’t care anymore about a one-sided game and took in our animated exchange.

“Your knickers. I don’t think so; fat arse; maybe the same colour and style but not the same size.”

“Well let me see. I’ll rip them bloody well off you; you skank.”

“Now hold on,” said Ingrid, “You’re way over tense; let Mike check; he’s calm.”

“Oh Okay,” I agreed way too easy, “Let Mike do it.”

“Do what?” said Mike.

“Check her panties for me; sweety.”

“Well, I don’t think that’s right; even here with you. Siobhan: What’s going on?”

Talk about a plan coming undone. Mike was just too nice.

I let the fantasy of having it off with a girl in front of my husband and letting my guy screw the nanny while I watched; fade. The set up was too complex.

Not complex for Ingrid though: who just started dropping her jeans low; right in front of Mike; still seated on the sofa.

“Maybe, I’ve hidden your wife’s undies up my pussy? Could you check and see Mr Jones?”

“Yes honey, “I urged, “Open the slut right up. NOW.”

My husband looked at me. I took control and guided his fingers right towards Ingrid’s shaved majesty under her panties. Her jeans were already off.

With my help, Mike edged her panties to her ankles.

Jesus, Mary and Joseph; the bitch did have my panties up her cunt. I could just see the scrunched pink against her crinkled, carefully primped; puffy gorgeousness. 

I hooked my husband’s finger into the strand of my panties material, just dangling between the nanny’s legs.

As Mike eased my panties out of Ingrid’s pussy hole, with a fascinated stunned look on his face; I watched as the blonde’s pussy flexed open and her deeper inner near speculum self was revealed in the final spiralling pop of my panties out of her held vaginal tightness.

So sexy.

Mike was captivated male. He was then fingering our young nanny. He was just male enjoying himself very guiltily; with my permission. He got really stimulated when I swept the knickers full of Ingrid’s pungent musky inner secretions over his face.

Ingrid meantime: took off her own top and bra. Mike kept touching her: again, nearly shamefacedly; as I got my dress and my under clothes off quickly.

Mike was then ecstatically provoked: watching as the two women of his house were suddenly kissing and petting each other’s breasts.

I felt for his erection in his pants. He was hard. He was deeper into this now; the lure of two hot women; one his wife; who was kissing and fondling another woman’s titties; right in front of him.

Ingrid spread her legs wide on the sofa. I was licking her sweet young juicy opening and paused only momentarily to instruct Mike to lick me out at the same time; between my legs.

He understood that. So, while I slurped and sucked and re-investigated Ingrid’s cunt that I had met in the laundry; Mike was giving my pussy a sensational rapid work over. His tongue was an agitated slurry of probing and sweeping moisture; he kept working hard to build my juicy wet excitement.

I found our nanny’s clitty and sucked it up between my lips. Then I let my fingers trace everywhere in and through and around her tunnel of girly joy.

I urged Mike; who now needed no urging; to strip right off.

“I need your stiff honey. I want to suck your big hard cock,” I said.

Mike was ready; waiting for me to wrap my lips around his pecker; but I had tricked him. I held his cock but only to direct it to Ingrid’s waiting mouth.

My husband’s manhood was in the nanny’s massaging hand and between her shapely pink lips.

Mike was groaning quickly. Ingrid was hitting all the male cock pleasure spots; she was licking his glans; sucking off his head and taking his shaft deep in her gob. While also; fondling his balls and getting copious saliva into the pleasure; to maximise the blissful friction.

It had to happen. I joined the blonde sharing my husband’s dick. He had the male dream; two women in tandem licking and sucking and playing with his stiff ready meat. I was going the full suck along his shaft. Ingrid was nibbling and teasing his ball bag. I was sweeping my tongue along his shaft and drifting to taunt his areshole; while our nanny deftly toyed with his cock head in her mouth.

I was then above Mike; giving him my pussy, over his face; while Ingrid sucked away below. I watched excitedly as my husband licked me out, groaning intermittently because his own cock was being gobbled up; ball deep; by our nanny.

I told Mike: “Fuck the nanny; fuck the nanny.”

Mike was ready to screw any pussy but Ingrid’s body and spread slit was a wonderful sexy invitation.

I watched very aroused as my husband slid his cock into the happy young woman. He was pushing from his hips into her waiting sensuous moist pussy.

I was licking her cupped breasts.

Ingrid was flexing her thighs in a wide spread of cock acceptance and cavernous male thrusting. I was kissing the blonde passionately as my man screwed her. Our girly tongues joined too in caressing waves of genuine exhilaration.

Then I did the raunchiest thing I had done to that point of my sex life. I moved down her body and started licking her swollen clitty while Mike kept up his happy delirious thrusting into our nanny.

Ingrid moaned in womanly inner pleasure but her dirty fingers still found my own wet slit to add to hers and my enjoyment.

God; I wanted the lot; so, I took it.

“Fuck me; dog me;” I said to Mike: looking into his male sex glazed eyes.

My acquiescent; happy hubby was behind me and was drilling my needy pussy as I licked out Ingrid to a now deserved orgasm; with the help of her own rapid finger work and my highly motivated tongue.

Mike was pumping me like he hadn’t in a long time; full pussy gape and intense; as he watched his wife help another woman get herself off with shrilly moans.

Where she got the energy next to assist me to my orgasm. I’m just happy she did.

Her fingers were working my clitty as Mike drilled my coochie into cock submission.

But it was when she joined him from behind me and guided my own fingers to my explosive clit and Ingrid started licking my anus as Mike pummelled my pussy that I climaxed so fulsomely and exuberantly.

Mike was a real trooper. His cock still needing a finale and I gave him the treat; Ingrid’s needy arse.

I was though instantly jealous of the nanny’s arsehole; so tight: as I eased in a finger, while Mike spat into her widening crack.

Mike had a finger crooked in her butt hole; I too had a finger joining his; teasing her balloon knot open; a tad more. Mike and I made a great finger team in the nanny’s willing happy starfish.

Three bodies were excited as her pinkish pucker was prodded by Mike’s excited cock. Ingrid was sighing in delight as she was overloaded with the bodily pleasure of her sensitive constricted butt hole getting filled.

I was watching my husband’s cock please a young woman and was spitting on his pecker as he worked his shaft into the moaning sleaze’s expanding gape.

I eased his dick out, but only to stick my tongue in Ingrid’s happy gawp for a while before letting Mike finish her off. I was then behind him and was mimic thrusting with him; as I pushed into his butt cheeks as he drove into her; drilling her like he was going to tunnel through her; he was so frickin deep in her arse. But our nanny took his length and came with a shrill guttural scream and plenty of unheard till now; excited dirty Dutch.

Mike jerked and pushed into her rapidly and then relaxed after a deep groan.

We all collapsed in a flesh heap on the couch. Three bodies connected in the moment. Three complex beings: we had all brought our previous sexual experiences together and we became a new trio of fusion; an innovative sensual trinity of our own.

The next time for all of us was way easier. I just crooked my little finger. I had Mike’s and Ingrid’s sexual needs all wrapped up in my own new found hot desires.

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