The women are waiting when I reach the bedroom. My wife Theresa is laying on the bed in a lacy white camisole and thong. Her garments are sheer, hiding little. Theresa’s teaching assistant and lover Elise sits on the side of the bed. The petite Korean graduate student is wearing a pink satin nightshirt with only a couple buttons done up in the middle, just enough to keep it closed over her breasts. She, too, wears only a thong down below, pink satin like her shirt.
The bed, like the women, is ready for me. Our king-sized four-poster is nicely made up with soft sheets and an assortment of pillows. Straps are in place with cuffs open, prepared to receive my wrists and ankles. A selection of toys and lube is on the nightstand.
“Come in, Matt,” Elise says in her soft, slightly husky voice. “Join us.”
She stands up and approaches as I walk towards them. Elise smiles as she undoes my belt. A bit nervous, I begin to unbutton my shirt. I wonder what these two beautiful women have planned for me. Only hints have been dropped until now.
Kneeling before me, Elise pulls down my pants and underwear to release my cock. It is already a bit hard. The young woman smiles and kisses it, which makes me shudder a little. I step free of my lower clothing and slip my shirt off on to the floor.
Elise rises and takes my hand to lead me to the bed. As we approach, Theresa gets up and greets me with a kiss. She asks me to lay down in the middle of the bed, arms and legs out.
One woman on each side, they begin to bind me. It is almost like a religious ritual. Elise and Theresa fasten cuffs to my wrists with almost perfect synchronization, then do the same for my ankles. Now I am splayed out on the bed, an immobile, passive participant in whatever comes next.
The women meet at the foot of the bed. Elise embraces Theresa and kisses her deeply, tongue sliding past my wife’s lips. Then she pulls Theresa’s camisole up to expose her boobs. My wife has big, soft tits that hang low, but are nonetheless beautiful. Elise strokes them lovingly, rubs and pinches their big nipples, while Theresa unbuttons the young woman’s shirt.
Elise’s garment falls open and she lets it slide off her arms. Her tits are a contrast to my wife’s, small and firm with a slight upturn as they come to their stiff brown peaks. Theresa massages her lover’s nipples as she kisses Elise, a kiss as deep and passionate as the one Elise gave her.
The sight of the two women enjoying each other sends my arousal into overdrive. My cock is hard as it lies against my lower belly but I can take no action, just watch. It is erotic torture of the best, most exquisite kind.
Elise now takes one of my wife’s large, soft tits and lifts it in her hand. Bending only a little, for she is shorter than Theresa, Elise licks the nipple. Slowly her pink tongue circles the stiff peak, then strokes it with short, fast movements.
Theresa tilts her head back. Her eyes close and her mouth opens. She is clearly enjoying the attention. Elise opens her mouth and presses it over the end of my wife’s breast to begin sucking. As she does, Theresa brings her head forward and looks down tenderly at her lover, smiling and stroking Elise’s long, dark hair.
The tension in my loins is almost unbearable. I strain a little against the bonds on my wrists. There is no slack, no chance of escape, no way to touch my swollen cock to relieve the surge of sexual need between my thighs.
The women are now kissing again, hands roaming over breasts as they do. The sight of two women at play is perhaps the sexiest sight I know. I love lesbian porn, a fact of which both women are aware. It is obvious that they are playing to those desires.
Elise breaks off the kiss and sinks to her knees as if worshipping my wife. The young woman slides the crotch of Theresa’s thong to the side. With her middle finger, she lightly caresses my wife’s soft, pink lips while laying kisses on Theresa’s thighs and freshly shaved pubic mound. Then Elise penetrates Theresa with the same finger while lightly caressing the hood of my wife’s clit with her tongue. Theresa is watching, her bosom moving rapidly with her breathing.
This is almost excruciating for me. Ordinarily, I would be happily stroking myself into a state of bliss watching such a scene. Or, as sometimes happened, Theresa would be stroking me or maybe even giving me a blowjob as we watched together. But this is not me with my wife watching porn. This is me watching my wife with her beautiful young lover while I am bound, helpless to do anything but enjoy the sexy scene playing out before me.
Theresa throws her head back, breath coming in gasps. Her hands caress her tits; her fingers pinch and pull her stiff nipples. Elise gently sucks and bites the hood and lips of Theresa’s pussy as her finger plays inside my wife. A howl fills the room when Theresa reaches climax. My wife’s lover doesn’t stop until Theresa pushes her away, giggling now after having her tension released.
“He’s really aroused, I think,” Elise says as she gets up. “Why don’t you give him a taste?”
Giggling more, my wife takes the suggestion. She crawls up the bed and squats over my face with her pussy right over my nose and mouth. The scent of Theresa’s arousal is like heaven to me. I slide my tongue out for an exploratory lick. The taste of Theresa’s juices fills my mouth.