A little while ago we told how I'd realised just how much Wendy, my friend, fancied the idea of sex with others; of fucking a total stranger... Thanks for your patience. Here's an update and our long promised part two. We'd played a game in which I pretended to be another man, the stranger, and I'd been shocked at how far she'd been willing to go with 'him', the supposed lover. It led to a confession from Wendy, and a great deal of excitement for us both as I promised to help fulfill her fantasy. We are lovers, our partners unaware of our friendship together. Our meetings are therefore infrequent and sometimes tricky to arrange, so finding other playmates not so straightforward. But the thought thrilled us. Again and again we'd enjoy roleplay games at our clandestine meetings, with me playing the part of her fantasy lovers, and Wendy teasing me with the prospect of fucking other women. The reality of finding a volunteer or volunteers for our adventures wasn't quite so easy. Nerves played a good part I suppose; easier to dream than to actually go ahead and do. I was still trying to get comfortable with the idea, however much I thought I was ok with it all. Yet a growing determination pushed us along; an mmf threesome our initial objective as we slowly started to explore the swinging scene. We had several false starts. How guys and couples can string you along forever and then fail to turn up still amazes us, but there are such time wasters - as you all know! One guy in particular really missed-out. We'd booked a hotel, and I'd persuaded Wendy to wear a black see-thru blouse beneath her jacket. She was all set to meet him at the bar and promised to be daring enough to let her jacket fall open. We still had fun, but I'd have loved to have seen the guy's face when he realised she wasn't wearing a bra... We ventured to clubs occasionally. Great fun, but at first so totally surreal! We loved being watched, but I was still not quite comfortable enough to be able to go a step further and allow the watchers to join in. I think I was just anxious, nervous that Wendy might have a bad experience. Wendy felt braver, and her enthusiasm made me more determined to try and overcome my nervousness. On one occasion Wendy's comments after a visit to an outdoor club had really hit home. We'd allowed a group of guys to gather close as she did a teasing strip. We'd then fucked as they watched and wanked. Wendy's comments afterwards were so naughty, speculating on a future occasion where she hoped I might select one of the voyeurs and allow him to play with her. "I'm not sure of the protocol, but what if the guy asks for permission to make love to you, what do we say?" I asked. Wendy smiled, "You're to decide, George. If you think I'm in the mood, then you must let him. You'll know what to do..." The thought turned me on so, so much! I told her I'd choose the guy with the biggest cock and order her to fuck him. Wendy liked the idea! "As long as you are passionate" Wendy went on, adding something along the lines of "you know me... If you get in tune with my body, then you can do anything you like with me. I don't think I'll be able to stop you... I trust you." It had been such a candid and arousing confession, but Wendy was also keen to insist that we should only go further if I was comfortable too. Online, and in SH conversations, one guy we chatted to seemed promising. Edward (name changed) was polite without being pushy. We often referred to him as MrE. He was a bit older, more respectful maybe, and we kinda liked his manner. We never promised him sex with Wendy, and he didn't bore us with demands. We floated the idea of him helping us with a photoshoot, with Wendy stripping-off as we took pictures. Nothing more. We arranged to meet. Purely a social, and chance to say hello, make sure Wendy was ok with him. He seemed happy with that and so was Wendy. On our journey to meet him we were both aware that we were ready for something more to happen. I asked Wendy if there was anything we should buy before we met him. Wendy suggested that she'd feel even more sexy wearing stockings beneath her dress. I asked if we should also buy a pack of condoms. Wendy smiled, saying it would be sensible and ok with her. We popped into M&S and a branch of Boots. So MrE was unaware that the stakes between Wends and I were significantly higher than just a social that day. We'd arranged to meet him at a cafe. One or two texts en-route seemed reassuring confirmation that he'd actually turn up. He was there, on time, and as arranged. The cafe was really hectic (this was late morning on a Saturday, in a busy town's high street), so he suggested somewhere quieter, round the corner, close to his new flat. Thankfully it was ideal. It was a nice day so we sat outside and chatted like we were long-lost friends. It felt very comfortable. He suggested Wendy have their "special" peppermint tea for its special aphrodisiac qualities. She didn't object. Wendy's body language, her looks and our occasional touches told me that she was very much in the mood regardless of peppermint tea. We both felt so excited, and she hadn't even put on the stockings! Then a pal of Edward's walked past and started chatting. It was nice enough to begin with, but the guy just wouldn't shut-up or get the message and go away. We were in danger of losing the mood when Wendy apologised and interruped the chap's next "oh, and another thing" story. She reminded us that time was pressing, and that we really should be getting along etc. Thankfully MrE reacted beautifully, saying that he needed to get on with a few things too. As we walked away from the cafe Wendy was really lovely. She hooked her arm round Edward as we sauntered along, aware that MrE's mate probably still looking on. She reached up and gave Edward a kiss. Just a simple, impulsive gesture, but one he really appreciated. He told how he'd not been kissed like that for years. Wendy laughed. It was so lovely seeing her being so flirtatious. We walked to Edward's flat. Inside, it was neat and tidy, and he gave us a quick tour, making teasing suggestions for any future photoshoot. Suggestions that Wendy was happy to encourage. He made us a pot of tea (ordinary this time). Wends and I sat on his sofa in his living room as we continued to chat. He told us of his ex-wife and her penchant for younger men, an interest he was happy to encourage, just so long as he was present... It was an arousing confession. Wendy and I held hands as he talked, our hands straying over each other. We kissed, letting him watch. Eventually Wendy broke away, asking if she might visit the bathroom. When she reappeared it was just a shy glimpse of her as she hovered out of view behind the living room door. She asked if it was ok with Edward if we both might care to join her in his bedroom and maybe make a start on the photoshoot now. She stepped forward enough for us to glimpse that she'd taken off her dress and was now wearing the stockings beneath her lingerie and lacy slip. We needed no second invitation. Wendy in such a sexy mood. MrE's bedroom at the back of the house (he has a ground floor flat) overlooked buildings opposite and a residents' car park. He'd no curtains (he'd only just down-sized to move there a fortnight before), but had an old-fashioned folding screen alongside the sash window. Wendy bid me sit on the bed and disappeared behind the screen. She asked Edward if he'd like to join her. The screen was made of material, silk or cotton maybe, certainly not solid. Back-lit by the window, their shadows danced visible through the cloth as she embraced him again. I sensed they were having a really passionate snog, Wendy reaching up, wrapping her arms round him again, letting him explore her. It was so horny! Wendy was soon giving a teasing commentary as they played, wondering aloud if anyone from the opposite building or the car park might be watching, and asking MrE to let her know if he spotted anyone. He played along in fine style, complimenting Wendy on her beauty and encouraging my envious groans as they stood behind the screen, kissing and laughing They were in front of the window yet hidden from my view. She laughed as I told Edward that he was free to touch Wendy as he liked. I think he was already there. Wendy's slip soon removed with Edward's skilled assistance. She stepped away from the screen to let me glimpse her and take a few photos, tossing the flimsy slip my way before rejoining Edward behind the screen. She complimented him on his warm hands, asking him if he liked her choice of lingerie. Then in a comedy moment, possibly staged, probably not, the screen toppled towards them. Wendy gave a start, but MrE caught the thing as it fell, folded it quickly, leaning it against the wall. They were now in full view. Wendy stepped forward. She was looking so nervous, yet so thrilled. I watched Edward help remove her bra as she stood over me; him behind her. She faced me as he unclasped her, and then reached round to slide each flimsy strap off Wendy's shoulders. She allowed him to cup her breasts as her bra fell away. He kissed her neck as he massaged and held her boobs as she twisted and wrythed with pleasure. I reached forward (I'm sitting on the edge of the bed taking photographs of them both up until this point) and teased Wendy's mound, rubbing her sex beneath the satin of her panties. I slowly slipped her free of her panties from the front as Edward encouraged their removal from behind, the two of us easing them down over her stockinged thighs. His fingers explored between her cheeks as I teased her bare, shaved pussy lips. Wendy gasped as we played with her, MrE pressing against her, Wends grinding back against him, bending forward now to kiss me as my hands pleasured her freely swaying breasts. It was all so horny! She widened her stance as Edward knelt behind to enjoy her with tongue and fingers. Wendy's deft fingers unzipped and released me, her lips soon encircling my hardness, taking me in her mouth to feast on me... I disengaged briefly to quickly strip off my remaining clothes. Wendy still enjoying Edward. So amazing looking down on her as I stripped off, Wendy now naked but for black hold-up stockings, her legs apart and his fingers working her pussy, bringing her to a first trembling orgasm. She said he was so naughty in his whispered comments. Inappropriate suggestions that she loved and didn't discourage. Edward was working well, and seemed nicely skilled in the arts. Wendy loves deep oral stimulation and he seemed to be totally in tune with her desires. At one point I exchanged a look with Wends. Her eyes were fierce and and ecstatic. She had a look that read "don't stop me now!". "He's good!" she whispered, grinning and gasping. Moments later her fingers gripped me savagely as she climaxed again squealing in abandon as her juices gushed over Edward's tongue. After a while Wendy disengaged. She climbed onto the bed, lieing down on her back. We lay beside her; Me on her right, Edward to her left, propped on our elbows, our free hands massaging and stroking Wendy as she kissed us in turn. So amazing to feel her as his fingers also explored. Edward and I delving deeper and deeper as Wendy turned her head to kiss us, gasping at our boldness as our fingers teased in the open, wide wetness of her pussy. Wendy so so wet! "Do you want us?" I whispered to Wendy. A whisper, but loud enough for Edward to be aware." I faltered a little, but got the words out, sounding much more calm than my inner excitement felt. Wendy nodding. Her look of determination so fierce, so passionate. I knew her mood, but felt I had to ask. I also wanted to hear her reply....to make her say it out loud. "Do you want us both?" I continued "Do you want to fuck us... to fuck me... to fuck Edward?" We're not normally crude in our language together, but such was the mood there seemed no other way to voice it. "Yes." Wendy gasped. "I want you first, George.." Making love to Wendy so beautiful, as always, but certainly this felt very special and different for us both. The looks and touch between us so lovely as our passion overwhelmed us. A very physical union with the awareness that we were making love to each other in readinness for Wendy to receive another man. We gave ourselves to each other so completely. Edward watched, taking over the camera. He undressed, playing with himself as he gave us space. Then, seeing how appreciative he was, Wendy reached out to encourage him some more as she was taking me deep. She took him in her mouth now as I thrust inside her from behind. Two become three. Our lovemaking effortlessly turning into a beautiful threesome, with Wendy enjoying both our attentions. Edward was great in his crude commentary. His dirty sex talk just seemed so appropriate and really turned Wendy on even more. He is more vocal than me. Wendy likes that. She likes his encouragement, his directing, and responds to it, obeying his instructions. Vivid memory of Wendy on her back, a hand on each of our cocks, wanking us as we knelt beside her. She alternated between us both, taking us in her mouth, sucking with enthusiasm. At some point there was a switch of positions and a gasp for breath, a pause, and I was able to hand Edward the condoms. And then it was simply Wendy's choice of when she wanted him inside, a shift of movement and it was his turn. I held Wendy in my arms at first. I don't know why but it just seemed appropriate. I guess the moment had been a long time in the making I wanted it to feel special. And it was so so nice. Edward was magnificent and Wendy made love to him - fucked him -beautifully, passionately. They fucked hard. When he came she shuddered violently, beautifully. I was in Wendy's mouth as she tried to cope with Edward's stronger thrusts, his hands gripping her haunches as he arched forward and Wendy tried to grind back to meet him and feel him pumping deeper. It was too much for me. I hit that "moment of no return" and was suddenly gripping Wendy, my cock throbbing and swelling fit to burst. She sensed my surge, and was suddenly having to deal with two men ejaculating inside her; Edward 'condom-ed' but hard inside her pussy, while my hot sperm was suddenly cascading and spurting freely in her mouth. Wendy shocked, choking and gulping me down as she convulsed and shook with her own climax, my jizz splurging from her lips as she gasped for breath. Edward still reeling as he slumped over her heaving frame, still inside her, still twitching in after-shocks. Wendy's eyes ablaze. Happy, triumphant, thrilled. Shockwaves still flowing through us all as we smiled, still holding each other, still locked....slowly subsiding, gently, ripples still gorgeous...Wendy telling Edward to stay inside her as we calmed... Afterwards, warmth and laughter. Beautiful afterglow. Wendy purring. Content, yet still naughty; slipping the condom from Edward's flacid cock as she finally releases him, letting the sperm drip onto her chest and massaging his cream into her breasts. Edward suggesting we have a moment together, Wendy and myself, private time to recover. His request declined by Wendy who asks for us all to stay together as we doze. And afterwards we shower. It's all so playful. Wendy liking how we stir to see her soapy and lathered nakedness. She teases us some more...we respond. Wendy wanting more... We stayed with Edward for several hours. It was all so erotic and fabulous. ___ It is strange writing this now. Aware of others hopefully enjoying reading of our pleasures together, hopefully encouraging you to be braver in your own adventures. The nice thing is that every adventure we have always seems far better than we ever dare hope. It is nice to enjoy fantasies together, and now, we are finding, even nicer to enact them....especially with others. Hopefully you'll all find it the same. Have fun! Xxx