Sit, Watch, Enjoy

Quick tale about a dinner with a friend. All characters are 18+. Hope you enjoy our first story!

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We had been talking about it for quite some time now, but even though my wife was receptive to the idea of inviting someone over to watch us, she lacked the courage to say yes.

Maya and I both like to experiment. We used some toys, did some near-BDSM stuff and some watersports, but all of it became duller with time. We needed a new idea.

"What would your most eccentric fantasy be?" I asked, already knowing that I would get a very regular answer like handcuffs or sexy lingerie. Besides being shy, my wife is not a very imaginative person regarding our bedroom activity. I, on the other hand, am.

But I cannot complain, as she likes to have fun and is open to my fantasies. And one of these fantasies involves empowering her--making her feel unique and untouchable, irreplaceable, and better than any other woman. I suggested inviting a friend over to watch us share an intimate evening together. Maya was hesitant about the idea at first, but the thought secretly thrilled her, and she ended up admitting she wanted to try it.

- Seems fun, but come on, Jack... I don't know if I can be that cruel to anyone! And who could we invite to do something like that?

To my surprise, we were both thinking of the same guest.

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Bela was a former college classmate, and we remained friends in the years that followed. From conversations over a few glasses of wine, we knew that, like us, she was someone who enjoyed experimenting. Another plus was that ever since we were students, Bela had looked at me differently. Although we'd had sexted a bit and exchanged a few nudes during college, we never actually got involved. My wife knows this and confessed to me that this is the main reason she thought of Bela.

We invited her over for dinner and explained the purpose of her visit. Maya made it all very clear:

"You can stay, you can watch, but you don't participate."

Bela nodded.

"You won't be touched," I added. "Not by me, not by her, not by yourself. If you want to leave or stop, just say so."

The simplicity of the rule made everything more intense.

It was a pretty normal dinner, considering the thought we all had in the back of our minds. We talked about the past, work, and trivial matters. Maya showed Bela into the living room while I went on the balcony for a smoke. They were talking about books when I rejoined them. Not wanting to interrupt the conversation, I exchanged a glance with my wife as if to say, "Now's the time." In response, I received a look of shy, eager excitement. I poured Bela a little more wine and walked over to the couch where Maya was sitting. She had chosen an orange strapless dress that complemented her tanned skin. I began by running my hands down her shoulders and across her chest until I pulled down the neckline of her dress, exposing her breasts. When she felt my hand cover her small firm tits, she closed her eyes and tilted her head back. Bela, on the other hand, looked at me and took a sip from her glass of wine. I played with my wife's nipples until I felt them harden and heard her let out a soft sigh. Bela smiled from behind her glass.

I held out a hand to Maya as if inviting her to dance. She got up from the couch and made a gesture that both Bela and I understood: "Bedroom, now."

We motioned for Bela to sit in an armchair that we'd positioned facing our bed.

As for us, we stood before her, aware of her curious and hungry gaze.

My wife placed her hands on the armrests of the armchair and bent down to be at Bela's eye level. Her butt was pressed against me, and her dress didn't cover much. I could see a stain appearing on her underwear as she got wetter. She was loving it!

"Remember," she murmured, "your only obligation is to watch. Your only option is to enjoy it."

Bela kept her hands resting on her lap and nodded. At that moment, she realized that the real provocation of that night wasn't in being able to touch or participate, but precisely the opposite: being so close and not having any of it.

For a while, no one said anything else.

We kissed as we undressed and cast quick glances at Bela. How would she react to all of it?

When she shifted slightly, my wife immediately raised an eyebrow.

"Hands stay where they are."

Bela froze.

"Yes" - she said almost in a whisper.

My wife was finally taking on the role we'd fantasized about for her. As she looked at Bela, she ran her fingernails across my chest and down until she grabbed my dick, which was now hard and ready, anticipating her touch. As she knelt down, she asked:

"Bela... does this make your mouth water?"

Bela nodded slowly, and from the look in her eyes, we could tell she, too, was eager to touch and be touched. Noticing this, Maya told her to start undressing.

"Keep your panties," Maya added. "Or is there something in there you want to show us?", she asked with a wicked grin I'd rarely seen on her face. She wrapped her lips around the tip of my dick without ever breaking eye contact with Bela.

Bela was red in the face but ended up whispering, "Yes, can I touch it, please?"

"Not yet."

Maya's eyes met mine. We were both enjoying the power we had over Bela. And we were both satisfied with her obedience so far. "Sit back down and spread your legs, but remember... no touching," Maya commanded.

Bela did as she was told. She sat back down and now had her legs spread apart, a wet spot already showing through her light blue panties.

My wife slowly started taking me into her mouth. Little by little, she made my dick disappear down her throat until it became hard for her to breathe. She knows I love watching her like this, choking on me and feeling her throat contract as she struggles for air. She moved her head back, and a pool of saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth. Maya looked over at Bela and could see she was eager to have what she was having. Only then did Maya allow her to fully strip. Bella immediately pulled her panties aside, and, out of instinct--or foolishness--her hand reached for her pussy. My wife raised her voice, "No!" and Bela froze once again.

"What were you going to do? We did not tell you to touch yourself." Maya spoke firmly and seriously. Bela's frustration was palpable. "I'm sorry" was all she could say.

Maya motioned for me to sit in our bed and then straddled me, her back turned to our guest. I saw Bela's eyes follow my length as it disappeared inside my wife, and her hand moved toward her stomach. At that moment, Bela was fighting with all her might not to touch herself, to obey, and to please the woman who was now more of a woman than she was.

After a bit my wife put a hand on my chest and laid me down on the bed. She turned her back to me and took me inside her again, now face-to-face with Bela, who was whimpering for a little relief.

Seeing her in such agony softened my wife for a moment--"Touch yourself," she said. Bela almost growled when her hand touched her pussy.

As I slid in and out of Maya, I could feel her pussy squeezing me, and I knew she was almost there. The sight of Bela's pleasure was quickly driving her over the edge, and when I felt her nails digging into my legs, I knew she was cumming. I was getting close too and squeezed her waist tightly, as if to warn her. That's when she slowed down and said to me...

"Wait. She behaved well. She deserves a reward."

I stood up, and she brought me closer to Bela. Maya pointed my dick at her face and told her that if she wanted it, all she had to do was to open her mouth.

Bela immediately did so. She was so, so close and so grateful for the reward of having been such an obedient spectator, so much at my wife's mercy. She held her orgasm, waiting to feel the warmth of my cum touch her lips. Maya's hand was now moving faster, and I was ready to burst. She felt me tense up, and when she heard me moan... she aimed my dick at herself again and let her own face and chest be covered with my cum. Bela was distraught. As she watched Bela's reaction, my wife laughed and ran a finger through the fresh cum dripping from her chin. Bela was disappointed, but when Maya gave her a cum-covered finger to suck on, she reached a climax like she'd never experienced before.

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We left Bela alone for a moment to compose herself. When she came out of the bedroom, already dressed, she walked past us toward the door and said, "Thank you for today." Maya gave her a hug and said, with a wicked smile, "Dinner was great--we have to do this again." Bela didn't say no.