My Husband Wife Group Sex Adventures – Part II
Husband wife group sex – as you might recall from part I of my married neighbor threesome story, this fantasy had yet to be fulfilled. A sexy couple now lived across the hall from me. That was the only incentive I needed to finally make my husband wife group sex fetish come true.
I had been watching porn involving group sex stories for years. As a hot little bisexual vixen, it was only natural that I start working on seducing both the hot husband and his sexy wife at the same time.
My progress was slow and sort of cloudy. At first the attractive wife wouldn’t pay much attention to me as I strutted out in my yoga pants, heading to the gym. After a few weeks though, I did notice a couple of curious glances my way. I knew then that my previous intuition had been correct.
There was a bisexual side of her that still remained unexplored.
At the same time, I worked on her (very) handsome (and sexy) husband. His strong jaw, dark hair, mysterious eyes and muscular built never failed to make me drool. Whenever I passed either of them in the hallway, I’d often rush back to my apartment to play with my dripping pussy and get myself off. Of course, I always moaned and screamed as loud as I could. But yet, no invitation came my way.
Unlike his wife, my hot neighbor never acknowledged my inviting and seductive glances. Were my hints too subtle? Come on! I was here, single, and wanted to experience a hot husband wife group sex adventure.
One day, after my usual “yoga pants, sexy glances with wife routine” in the morning, I went up to the door and asked to borrow a pair of scissors. My hot neighbor answered, straight out of the shower with a towel around his waist. The whole room smelled like sex, which dampened my panties further.
He handed me the scissors politely and shut the door. Later on that day I returned them with a cute note and with lots of cute little ‘xoxoxoxoxo’s. Yet, I heard nothing.
That’s when I decided to be a tad more blatant – or actually, a lot more obvious.
I showed up at his door one evening with a shirt that went down to my belly button. Then I asked him sweetly if he had tape I could borrow since my shirt was too big. And I couldn’t exactly go out with my tits hanging out, right?
He didn’t even blink as he handed me a roll of tape. Was my husband wife group sex fantasy really going to be that challenging?
Then a few days later, I saw him tanning by the pool in his usual sexy speedo. So I went downstairs in a string bikini, breasts popping out and all. I stood over him and let out a flirtatious hello. He took off his sunglasses and once again, gave me the polite smile I’d grown to hate.
Another month passed as I continued in vain to put my husband wife group sex fantasy in motion.
One day, as I came home late from clubbing, I heard them speaking quietly in the apartment. Immediately I leaned over to listen to their conversation, but all I could was soft whispering and chuckling.
So I went back inside my condo, disappointed as always. Maybe my husband wife group sex fantasy wasn’t meant to come true. Then a knock sounded at the door.
I looked through the peephole, and this time my hot neighbors weren’t kissing each other goodbye. They were standing hand in hand at my doorstep, hand in hand, smiling deviously; the wife wore provocative lingerie and he was shirtless.
You can only guess what happened after that!
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