Bangkok.
We fucked like teenagers over the next few days in Bangkok after my wife was bound and used by her American FWB and his friend. She didn’t learn the name of the friend and never asked. She loved the whole experience, to be bound, helpless, desired, used and satisfied sexually eventually. It’s been a good trip so far and it was about to get better.
The Invite.
It was the second last day of the trip. We were out and about having the usual shopping, eating and massages when my wife received a text message from her FWB. He was attending a party at a client’s place and was wondering if we both would like to join.
By then, the American was a friend of ours. No awkwardness nor embarrassment between me and him, just consenting adults who are both fucking the same woman, my wife, and that made her felt like she was the luckiest woman in the world.
As my wife had done all she had wanted to do on the trip, she suggested that we attend the party as she had heard that such parties hosted by rich clients were awesome. I told myself why not.
The Party.
The party was held in a huge house in the suburbs of Bangkok. The taxi driver had a little problem finding the place as it was a little secluded.
When we arrived, there were the usual security checks at the main gate. Once passed the gates, we were treated to a huge lawn before we arrived at the first building, which was an open tent-like structure where the party was held.
We were greeted by the American when we arrived, who was visibly tipsy. He stared at my wife leeringly when he saw her and honestly, I had been doing the same since we left the hotel as she was in a short, tight fitting maroon dress that showed her off her hourglass figure and ample cleavage. I believe the American would have an instant hard-on if he knew what she was wearing underneath, a matching set of sheer bra and thong that I would have the pleasure of removing tonight for sure.
The American explained that the party was hosted by his rich client to celebrate the successful marketing campaign that they had just collaborated on. He cheekily said he had to be on his best behaviour that night as he is with business associates but he still managed to give my wifes ass a naughty squeeze when he saw her.
He then led us into the tentage and introduced us to the hosts. They were a nice friendly couple who were around our age. He was European, tall and handsome and she was local Thai, tall and sexy but in a sophisticated way. They were humble and welcoming. We immediately hit it off.
The hosts explained that they run an online business and had worked with my wife’s FWB on a successful campaign that had helped their business to grow exponentially. We congratulated them on their success and thanked them for the invite. They welcomed us to the party and invited us to enjoy ourselves as much as possible. They had even arranged transportation for all guests who are expected to be too drunk to drive themselves home, typical Thai hospitality.
The party was great, held in a semi-open tentage that was the size of two basketball courts. There were delicious Thai finger foods on one side, a bar on the other and a DJ console in the middle. There must be like a hundred guests in attendance, and they all looked matured and sophisticated but without any hint of pretentiousness or arrogance. The hosts did choose their guests well and we were glad to be invited.
The Ladies
The party was banging. Everyone was relaxed, getting intoxicated on the free flowing alcohol. Soon the remaining guests were forming two distinct groups, the first was a group of guys, led by the Host. They were partaking on fine Whiskeys and Gins, probably talking about work, golf or women they have played with.
The second group comprised the ladies led by the Hostess. They were seated at the lounge area, sipping champagne, giggling in a girly manner, probably talking about their latest shopping trips and spa sessions.
Everyone was having a good time including us, standing at a corner, having wine and watching some guests dancing to the tunes played by the DJ. Then out of nowhere, the Hostess show-up next to us and invited my wife to join the ladies at the table. My wife politely declined but she insisted, so my wife reluctantly went along, after I assured her I would be fine.
The Hostess held onto my wife’s hand and led her to the sofa to be seated next to her. My wife’s dress was short and when she sat down, the hemline of her skirt was pulled up, barely covering her upper thighs. I could see her constanting pulling her skirt down to protect her modesty and she looked sexy everytime she did that.
The yalova escort Flirt.
The drinks flowed and my wife was getting visibly tipsy. She was enjoying herself as her shyness disappeared with the alcohol. She was now behaving like besties with the ladies at the lounge area. I could see that the Hostess started getting touchy with my wife. She had her hand on my wife’s arm, on her lap, one her shoulder and even leaning onto her, but I thought nothing of it.
My wife’s dress was loose at the top to provide ample room for her bosom. In the seated position, Straps of her dress began to slip off her shoulder, revealing the strap of her sexy bra underneath. She had to adjust the top of her dress from time to time to prevent it from falling off her shoulders. She looked clumsily sexy doing it and I could see the Hostess catching glimpses of my wife’s cleavage. This was getting interesting, I thought.
The Hostess and my wife then stood up, walking hand in hand into the direction of the house, I presume to the ladies’ room. The rest of the ladies continued with their drinks and banter.
The Discovery.
The Hostess and my wife were gone for around 10 minutes and I started to feel the urge to visit the loo, so I wandered into the house to find the washroom.
It was a beautiful house, something rarely seen in land-scarce Singapore. It was modern in design with big glass windows on all sides, surrounded by nicely lit greenery all round. The inside of the house had high but flat ceilings. The corridor was dimly but tastefully lit. The floor was laid with Italian marble end to end. I looked around, searching for the washroom, which I guessed would be right at the back near the kitchen.
As I walked past the dimly lit kitchen quietly, I could hear the sound of giggles coming from it. I immediately recognised that one of giggles belonged to my wife, the same giggle she would make after a few drinks and when she felt horny.
I quietly moved towards the sound of the giggles and peeped into the dimly lit kitchen. There was my wife, bum leaning against the island counter and the Hostess standing dangerously close to her, pinning her against the counter.
The Hostess was whispering something into my wife’s ear and she was giggling to it. The Hostess had her hands on my wife’s hips, moving up and down to feel her waist and ass. She then leaned in to give my wife a kiss. My wife didn’t kiss her back but never resisted as well. She just stood there and allowed the Hostess to do what she liked with her. It was typical of my wife.
The Hostess got more and more bold. Even in the dark, I could see her reach under my wife’s dress and grabbing her ass. My wife was enjoying it, doing nothing to stop her.
The Hostess then whispered something into my wife’s ears and led her by the hand down the corridor of the sprawling house. I ducked into the shadows to avoid being seen but kept my eye on them. I kept my distance and followed them. The excitement was building in me and my urgent need for a loo had disappeared.
The Den.
The Hostess led my wife down some stairs into a dark corridor. I followed quietly, making sure my shoes did not make any noise.
It was a dimly lit corridor that led to a quiet corner of the house. It was like an entertainment room with a huge sofa set facing a huge tv.
The room had full floor to ceiling windows on one side that had a nice reflecting pool on the other side. It looked like a room built for entertainment and my wife was going to be the main event tonight.
The Hostess reached into a bar fridge at the corner and took out a fresh bottle of champagne. She opened it and poured two glasses, one for her and one for my wife, who was almost at the edge of intoxication.
I stood in the shadows and watched them. The Hostess sat my wife down on the big sofa and she sat next to her on her right, leaning up close to her.
She stared into the eyes of my wife and planted a wet kiss on her lips. With her right hand, she began roaming all over my wife’s body. My wife leaned back into the sofa and let her explore her body.
The Hostess began to slowly raise the hemline of my wife’s dress and expertly pull down the straps of her dress at the same time. My wife did not resist and allowed the Hostess free access.
Soon, my wife’s dress was bunched up around her waist, exposing her sheer bra and thong. The Hostess continued to kiss my wife deeply and began to move her hands to her groin area before inserting them down the front of my wife’s thong. My wife leaned her head back letting out a soft moan. The Hostess was inside her now. I could feel my erection build up as I watched zonguldak escort the scene unfold.
The Hostess then stopped for a moment after fingering my wife for a few minutes, pulled out her fingers from her and put them in her mouth, sucking the juices one finger at a time.
She then knelt down on the floor by my wife’s legs and reached out the waistband of my wife’s thong. She slowly pulled the thong down, watching closely for my wife’s reaction to her actions.
My wife didnt resist and even raised her bums to make it easier for the thong to slip down to her thighs. The Hostess was pleased to see her cooperating. She quickly removed her thong and threw them onto the sofa.
The Hostess then gently parted my wife’s legs and moved in between them. She slowly moved her fingers slowly up my wife’s legs, from her knees, up her thighs and towards her groin area. My wife leaned her head back and parted her legs even more to allow the Hostess access to her soaked sex.
The Hostess leaned down and buried her face into my wife’s groin area. My wife let out a moan as the Hostess went down on her. I could not see what was really happening as I only had a view of the back on the Hostess, her face in between my wife’s thighs and her ass sticking out. It was sexy.
The Hostess then raised up her skirt, revealing the sexy G-string she was wearing and her tight perky ass. It looks like she spends as much time in the gym as my wife. No wonder they hit it off.
My wife began to shudder, reacting to the skills of the Hostess between her legs. She let the straps of her dress fall completely off, revealing her sexy bosom held nicely by the sheer bra. Her nipples could be seen perking up.
My wife was now clearly enjoying herself. She never had a fondness for women but was open to playing with them so long as it gave her pleasure. Watching her getting eaten by a lady was making me really hard. I put my hands into my jeans and started stroking myself discreetly.
Interrupted.
I was beginning to enjoy myself watching my wife having a good time, being pleasured by the sexy Hostess. My erection got harder and harder but I had to remain on alert just in case I had to make a quick getaway. I felt like a creep, peeping at two women having a good time in front of me.
Just as I was getting engrossed in the scene in front of me, someone tapped me on my shoulder. I was startled but remained quiet. It was the Host. He had walked down the steps without me realizing.
I was embarrassed and pretended that I wasn’t peeping, explaining that I got lost looking for the washroom but I wasn’t fooling anyone. The Host remained calm and leaned forward over the corner to take a look. He was pleased with what he saw. He wasn’t surprised by what he saw. I guessed this wasn’t the first time for him. He put his finger over his lips to signal to me to keep quiet and calmly walked over to his wife.
He stood quietly over the ladies, admiring what was going on, making sure he did not interrupt what was going on. The ladies didn’t notice him standing there initially. His wife had her face buried in the pubic area of my wife and my wife had her head leaned back on the sofa, enjoying the wonderful oral she was receiving.
The Host leaned in and whispered something to his wife. My wife heard him and was a little startled, but the Hostess used her hands and pressed her down, asking her to continue to sit back and enjoy the service.
The Host then proceeded to slowly unzip the Hostess’ dress, allowing it to fall open before removing it. The Hostess was hot, she had a nice firm body and perky tits, like my wife.
The Host then placed his right hand on his wife’s ass and his left hand on my wife’s boobs and began exploring the curves of both ladies at the same time. He began to undress himself and ready to join in. By this time, I was done hiding and stood out from the shadows to have a better view of the proceedings.
The Host got himself undressed down to his briefs and proceeded to feel up both the ladies. His right hand was on the ass of his wife, I presume fingering her. His left hand was on my wife’s boob, kneading it and squeezing her nipple. My wife was still leaning back, and by now I presume totally intoxicated and enjoying the moment.
The Hostess emerged from eating my wife’s pussy and leaned into her husband to give him a big wet kiss, sharing my wife’s wonderful juices.
The Host asked his wife to look at my direction. She saw me standing there and asked me to go over and join them by wriggling her finger. I walked up to them and stood over my wife, looking at her in a glorious heap on the sofa. Her zonguldak escort inner thighs glistened with juice, her boobs barely held together by the skimpy sheer bra.
The Hostess stood up to face me and gave me a kiss. I could still taste my wife juices over her lipstick. She proceeded to unbuckle my belt and removed my jeans. She then knelt down and pulled down my briefs, revealing my erected member. She gently held onto my shaft and guided my cock head into her mouth.
Unlike my wife who is a slow cock tease, the Hostess’ style was to suck deep, hard and fast. It was not the style I am accustomed to but she was good nevertheless.
While the Hostess was working on my cock, the Host began to move on my wife. He sat down next to my wife to her right and proceeded to kiss my wife behind her ear, on her neck and slowly making his way down to her chest. His right hand began to move slowly up her leg, from her knees to her inner thighs towards her sex. With his left hand, he unfastened my wife’s bra and let it fall down, exposing her perky boobs. He then took a nipple into his mouth and sucked on it, making my wife moan. By then, his right hand had found my wife’s pussy and his fingers began to explore the opening, looking for her clit.
Slowly, my wife began to respond. Her hands started to move around, looking for a feel of his cock. She found his cock, still covered by his briefs. Before she could free his cock from his briefs, she let out a moan as the Host inserted 2 fingers into her soaked pussy.
The view of my wife making out with the Host made my cock bigger and bigger. The Hostess could feel it as she began to gag on my girth. She slowed down a little, now focusing on my cock head in an attempt to make me cum.
The Host continued to finger my wife, bringing her to the first orgasm for the night. She moaned and arched back, as wave after wave of climax hit her. The Host was pleased. He then stood up in between my wife’s legs and proceeded to pull down his briefs to reveal his erected cock. He positioned his cock head inches from my wife’s face and waited for a reaction.
He didn’t have to wait long. My wife sat upright and began her cock worshipping routine. It was an unforgettable sight, two sexy, matured sophisticated ladies going down on us. The Host held onto my wife’s head and slowly moved next to me. My wife followed and was now on her knees next to the Hostess, sucking cock beside her. It was wonderful. The two ladies were now on their knees in front of us, using their differing orals skills on us. We were thoroughly enjoying ourselves. The Host caught my eye and gave me a wink.
The Conquests.
The Host then proceeded to sit down on the sofa with his legs wide open and motioned me to do the same. We were now both seated side by side, our cocks upright like flag posts, with our wives kneeling between our legs worshipping our meat. While seated, the Host was able to grab my wife’s boobs, kneading and massaging them.
My wife was obviously very good even though she was half drunk, making the Host moan and shudder to her every action. He was on the verge of cumming and so was I but I still can hold on for a while more.
The Host was ready to burst. He motioned for his wife to switch and she did, taking over his cock while my wife moved back to mine.
Once in position, the women continued to apply the pleasure and before long, we both unloaded into the sweet, warm mouths of our women. We both grunted as we shot load after load into our women, who were feverishly taking in every drop, making sure none fell out of their mouths.
The ladies then stopped sucking and lifted up their heads to look at us. They both giggled and each other, with mouths full of cum. My wife then gulped and swallowed all my seed. This prompted the Hostess to do the same.
The ladies then stood up in unison, standing in front of us spent guys and smiled at us. They were both topless and had perfect bodies in our opinion. The ladies gave each other a kiss and proceeded to move to the adjoining bathroom together.
I pulled up my briefs and got dressed. The Host did the same and poured us a drink. He said my wife was amazing and they would certainly like to meet us again in the future, either in Singapore or Bangkok. Apparently they like to have fun like that but it was hard to find the right couples for it. I think they may have now, with us.
My wife got out of the bathroom all ready to leave. She gave the Host and Hostess each a kiss before saying goodbye. Both the hosts couldn’t resist feeling her up again before letting us go. By then, most of the guests have gone, including my wife’s FWB.
Kinky Future.
On the way back to the hotel in the chauffeured car that hosts had arranged for us, I couldn’t help but recollect about the fun holiday we had in Bangkok with my wife getting gangbanged and making new FWBs.
Looking forward to more sexy fun ahead for us…