What if I gave you carte blanche to choose a new lover or lovers for me? - Sex Stories

What if I gave you carte blanche to choose a new lover or lovers for me?

“Let me think about it, though you know me well enough to guess what I might *********** for you as a new lover. Is the new lover or lovers just for you or are we to share? Even better instead of telling you I might make it happen as a surprise for you.”

Sarah, is of French descent, in her mid-forties, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from me, bi-sexual, though she didn’t need a great deal of prompting. Her body is still good, both sexes love her legs and ass and the way I trim her pubic hair - the look Helmut Newton’s models prefer. Or was it his preference? Good hips, flat stomach, modest tits with long hard nipples when aroused.

She has a high sex drive, very high. She loves reminding me. “I am to please and be pleased sexually, I love being licked and teased by both sexes,” She lost all her inhibitions between her second and third husbands and she loves having sex with an audience. And she really does enjoy some racy commentary during sex, an extra dimension.

She has a tacit agreement with me that she can pleasure and be pleasured sexually by another man around once a month. We set some basic rules a while back, no intercourse, outer sex only - safe sex, ‘you can watch and masturbate’ she told me. If the second man wants to blow me, she loves to watch. Occasionally we have another woman instead of a man to pleasure us both, same rules apply.

We quickly moved beyond those rules and now have a ...

... third or fourth person on an irregular basis: Sunday afternoon is our preferred time, what better way to spend an afternoon?

For her, there’s an innate power within the feminine. Cultivating this is the key to her wellbeing, success and relationships. One of the biggest keys to her commanding presence in a room is to embrace my feminine nature she likes to tell me.

A week later we were dining in an intimate restaurant. Sarah looked magnificent in an above the knee, black, backless dress, her wonderful large, ass obvious.

“That waiter is very attentive, he is a good looking young man, he must be fifteen-years younger than us. He has very pronounced lips, do you think he has had them done?,” she asked me as he served the oysters.

“The female wine waiter is also very attentive, and very attractive to me, she looks like a bi-sex, lipstick lesbian,” she told me as the wine glasses were refilled.

Both of the waiters were smartly attired as expected for an expensive, upmarket restaurant, he in black trousers, cummerbund, white shirt and black tie, she in a female version.

“I love all the attention the waiter is giving us. Have you noticed his tongue, there is something unusual about it,” she whispered as he took away the oyster plates.

“You have a commanding presence in this room Sarah, one of the biggest keys is embracing your feminine nature, your short, backless dress is the centre of attention, for males and females. I can’t wait see it around your ankles,” I ...