Where it happened: A club
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
ADISA’S FIRST LESBIAN ENCOUNTER
Adisa, my wife is a typical 23-year old Indonesian girl. Like most Asians she was raised in a family where chasity, obedience to the husband and other ‘housewife’-qualities are very important virtues. I think at least that, this fact was one of the reasons for my wife’s subdued sexuality when I met her.
Hence, that I wrote ‘when I met her’. Now she has opened the ante to unleash the sexual animal that was always lingering under her nice looks – though sometimes still reluctantly.
Having spent all of my life living and working in Austria, I am for Indonesian standards a very sexually open person. When I first met Adisa I made her clear that I don’t live by her norms and she accepted the fact that I expected her get sex BEFORE marriage from her. However, everything was just lukewarm until that fateful evening.
It was a year ago, and Adisa was working for a PR company in Jakarta. At that time Adisa and I weren’t married yet and her boss was inviting us to go clubbing at one of Jakarta’s more upmarket clubs.
When I arrived at Adisa’s place she was still wondering what to wear.
She said: “I’m not sure whether we should go or not.” “Why is that?” I asked her, since I know that she’s quite a party girl and as long as I knew her never turned down an invitation from a friend – not to speak her boss. Adisa explained that Coreen, her boss, a 30-year old Australian woman, was acting quite weird lately, and that she heard word going around the office that her boss might be bisexual.
“Ah, don’t worry about it,” I said, “this might be good for your career!”
So I urged her on to get dressed, and she wasn’t even suspicious when I dressed her in the sluttiest outfit she had in her dresser. As she stood there in front of the mirror she just looked fab! Her long brown hair was covering the black tube-top which was really contrasting against the fair skin of her breasts. A black G-string was under the light chiffon mini-skirt, which showed off her nice legs that led to a pair of strappy black high-heels. Finally I decided to remove her bra.
“In Europe, and other places in the world, this is normal!” my argument was. She complied and we headed for the club.
Coreen looked better than I thought. She wore a white silk dress with a very low neckline and her tanned breats were juggling freely. greeted us warm when we arrived at The Embassy. Surprisingly there are no other fellow co-worker of Adisa. When a new tune started, Coreen dragged my girlfriend towards the dancefloor. She turned her head to me, as if to say something, but I pretended not to see.
I watched with anticipation how the two girls are dancing close together. But after a while, even Adisa seems to enjoy the night. Being a lousy dancer I just leaned back against the bar and ordered 3 tequillas for us all.
Not long after, Adisa returned to me alone. She asked me to leave because she was kind of freaked out as her boss started to ground her cunt against her ass.
“Come on, Adisa, she just did it for fun!” I said.
However, Coreen came back to us, and asked my girlfriend for another round. I offered them both the drinks and also ordered us another round. I saw how Coreen was practically forcing Adisa to get down again. This time Adisa suggested that I should stand in for her for a while.
As Coreen and me dance in a dark corner far away from the crowded area near the bar, a slow number was coming and I whispered into her ear while grabbing her ass:
“Are you horny at my girlfriend?”
“Uh-huh.” she moaned in answer.
“Do you want to fuck her?”
She didn’t answer, but my fingers found the way underneath her soaked panties. She moaned uncomfortably. I inserted the tip of my finger into her dripping wet cunt.
“Do you want to fuck my girlfriend?” I asked again.
“Yes.”
“And what would you do for it?”
“Everything… oh god… everything…”
I looked out for Adisa one last time. I saw her being chatted up by some younger guy at the bar. I took my chances and dragged Coreen to the men’s room. Everybody was startled to see me bringing in this ‘Bule’-woman (local slang for a person of caucasian ethnicity) into one of the toilet stalls. But nevertheless nobody stopped us. Inside, I quickly locked up and opened my zipper. Coreen took my cock and put it straight away into her mouth. She was a good cock-sucker. A kept my hand against her bobbing head. I told her that she could do whatever she wanted with my slut after I filled her mouth with my spunk. Instinctively reached for her cunt and flicked her clit. I told her to stop and just continue with the blow-job. Not long after I shot a huge load into her mouth. I forbid her to swallow it.
“Keep it in your mouth and kiss her for me!” I said.
Adisa was already looking for us. She was standing in the middle of the dancing crowd and I could see that she was quite drunk from all the tequilla. I grabbed her from behind and pinned her hands to her side. Coreen came up and kissed her full on the mouth. I could smell my semen as the girls were swapping it from mouth to mouth. Adisa, in her drunken state, struggled fruitlessly. The people around us weren’t quite aware what was going on, and everybody just kept on dancing. Coreen’s mouth was still pressed hard on my girlfriend’s as the cum was running down her chin into her cleavage. Coreen ground herself against her prey while keading her breast. Adisa stopped to struggle as Coreen removed her G-String and put her hand against her cunt. I helped her by spreading Adisa’s legs apart. Adisa moaned aloud as Coreen violently rammed three fingers into her cunt.
“No… please no… Coreen please stop” she pleaded.
But I kept her firm in place as Coreen continued to finger-fuck her. Finally Adisa came so violently that she lost her conscience and fell back limp against my body.
We dragged her out of there. No panties, one breast hanging out. I paid the bouncers some money, so they don’t call the police and I brought her home to my place.
Adisa was really ashamed on what was happening to her. But she admitted that it was the wildest thing that has happened to her. She took a week off from the office because she was just to ashamed to face Coreen again. But after the week was over there was no one to keep her safe from her boss advances. Sometimes she would come back from work without her panties and a very wet cunt. She and would tell me that Coreen had fucked her in her room. And after a while, on her boss’ request she started to dress like a slut to go to the office. But that not only draw her boss’ attention – but that is another story!
However, now Adisa and I are married and she pledged not to do something like that again (I didn’t ask!). So, if there are some of the girls out there who live in Jakarta are interested in seducing my wife again, just drop me a line on my email mybicuriouswife@!
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