Airbnb Antics Continue - Sex Stories

Airbnb Antics Continue

... gave me an approving look, indicating that she approved of my small subterfuge.

I apologized for it and said that he would be using our inside entrance from now on so it wouldn’t happen again.

She took another sip of the coffee and complimented me again on it. She sat on the coffee table and I noticed she had finished half of it. She cleared her throat and said, “I noticed something else….”

Rhonda interrupted, with that evil grin that was becoming very familiar, “His dick was huge?”

Lisa sat bolt upright and blushed, took a deep breath, and said, “Yes.”

“Well, you’re right. You should see it up close. John and I were just discussing how impressive it looks when he walks.”

Lisa was in full blush, sitting upright and possibly wondering exactly what can of worms she had just opened. She took a large sip of her coffee and after setting it down, took a deep breath and said, “I didn’t know they came that big.”

We both laughed and I said, “Those were Rhonda’s exact words the first time she saw it.”

Rhonda went on to describe her first encounter and then the strip poker game which led to the big reveal, and I do mean big. She tastefully left out everything else.

“I can be honest when I say this, and I trust it will go no further than this room, we talk about his dick when we’re in bed together and it excites us. Rhonda admits to me that she masturbates sometimes when she’s here alone and thinks about it.”

Lisa was still sitting upright with the coffee ...

... cup in her hand. She took one more sip and said, “ You two have a wonderful sex life, Mine is terrible!” She put her face in her hands and seemed as though she might burst into tears. Rhonda slid over close to her and put her arm around her shoulders in an attempt to comfort her.

“I should not burden you with my problems, I’ve had too much to drink.”

Rhonda insisted that it was no burden to us. I went over and kneeled next to her and began to rub her shoulder and arm to reinforce what Rhonda had said. Rhonda cut her eyes over at me in what I perceived as an indicator of “ hands off “, I continued for a few more seconds, just to be a small irritant and winked. I stood up, pulled my chair closer and sat down.

“Why don’t you tell us all about it, sometimes talking helps you work through it.”

Rhonda agreed and urged her to talk as well.

She told us the whole story, tearfully at times. She said Bill had a tiny penis and cared nothing at all for her satisfaction. The times they had sex were few and far between and when they did, it was over quickly. She tried masturbating during the day but he knew about it and became angry. She said she suspected he had cameras all over the house to monitor her when he was gone. She felt like she was going to explode at times and didn’t know what to do.

I suggested that she could come over to our house and masturbate with Rhonda, who did it frequently during the day. I told her that's what we all did after the strip poker game on ...