A Week of Control - Sex Stories

A Week of Control

... her, her fourth shot and ordering three more, two for her and one more for me. “You’re ok with that,” she asked me sounding surprised. She leaned her head back and took her fourth shot. “Yeah angel, the thought of that turns me on,” I answer back nervously. I don’t know what she’s going to do but I can tell that she’s considering it. “Well ok,” she says with a nervous smile and uncrosses her legs. I pull her bar stool a little closer to me and grab her right leg and spread it a little further. “If you’re gonna give them a show girl, give them a good one,” I teased her and gave her a kiss on the lips. I put my hand on the top of her legs and worked it towards her inner thigh. “Well than you better put a finger in me boy,” she teases right back while reaching back to grab another shot. I excitedly slide a finger in and out of her. I can see a couple of guys watching and some of their boners are readily apparent. I’m pretty sure one of them is even masturbating under the table. I do this for about five minutes before a mid-twenties man comes up to me. He’s of a muscular build and I can tell that you find him quite handsome. “My wife and I,” he says pointing over to a striking woman at another table, “where wondering if you guys wanted a little company in the back room”. “Well that depends what you two had in mind,” I reply as I continue to finger my wife. “Nothing you two wouldn’t enjoy,” he answers with a devilish grin. He turns around and walks back to the table where his ...

... wife is at. I slide my finger back up into my wife’s pussy and wiggle it around a little while I talk to her. “Well what do you think baby”? Swinging was something that we had talked about before but never done. I had wanted to do it pretty bad but my wife was always on the fence. “If you want to baby,” she answers with a smile. I know that this means that she wants to but is too coy to say it outright. But for something like this I need her to. “I want to girl. But I need to hear you say that you want to too,” I can feel my heartbeat racing. I wiggle my finger around inside her and she lets out a little moan. I know that she’s going to say yes, she practically has already. Still a part of me is nervous that she’ll say no, unable to believe that she will say yes. “I want to baby,” she replies with a smile. She slides my hand out of her and takes her last shot before taking my hand and walking towards the other table. I follow behind her my heart beating out of my chest. “So is there anywhere a little more private that we can play,” my wife teasingly asks the other couple. “Yeah just follow us,” the man’s wife answers with a lick of her lips. We follow them to a back room. You can still hear the base thumping off the walls but it’s fairly quite in the room. “So what are the ground rules,” the man asks the two of us. I decided to answer before my wife could open her mouth. “She doesn’t do anal. And we won’t give you oral. But if you want to eat her out feel free to and of course ...