My Egyptian Queen (threesome)

I went to a swinger’s bar and found something special,… something sweet.

After attending a handful of ‘swingers-parties’ with my friend David from college, I developed an attraction to the idea of meeting a couple, alone. The parties were explosive, reminiscent of the ‘glory days’ of Studio 54, yet I had a wish of my own.

I purchased a ‘swingers’ magazine that contained ads from couples and singles, and most provided some pictures. Some of those ads looked promising indeed. As I was leafing thru it, I came across a flyer for a tavern that catered to the lifestyle. It was fifteen miles away. I gave it some thought for a few days. I decided to investigate it first.

I drove over one afternoon to see if I could find it. It was a Tudor-style building, small and cozy, and in a safe area. I was surprised to see that it was open at that time of the day. It wasn’t busy, I couldn’t refuse.

I quickly brushed my hair and checked my makeup. When I entered, I felt embraced by the candle Obras and the fireplace in the corner. It was dimly lit with Cranberry carpeting. It was soothing and seductive. I sat in a booth and ordered a drink. One of the female staff asked me if I was coming to ‘the gathering’ on Saturday night. She said it was the best night to meet others in the lifestyle. I told her I would consider attending. I was anxious to take this a step further, so I decided to go. I knew as a single female the odds were in my favor.

I arrived at 9pm. The parking lot was full. I wore a sexy black dress and some stilettos. I didn’t expect to feel nervous, but I was. When I entered, I drew more attention than a woman visiting a prison, yikes. I found an empty seat at the bar and ordered a drink.

The crowd was comprised of mostly couples and a few singles as well. I turned to face the patrons. Swinging caters to a vast population, so variety was plentiful. It’s always enticing to see those who desire more than a conventional relationship. A majority of the females are bisexual, so my observations were more exciting.

Being my first visit to the tavern I wasn’t surprised to notice the whispers among the crowd. There was a moment where I felt like the last piece of cake, and everyone was hungry. The ladies tend to flaunt their best asset, so I displayed my gams as a form of bait. My oiled legs glistened from the nearby fireplace so well.

I was eyeing a beautiful blonde and her husband sitting a few tables away. The way she stared back at me was stimulating. I couldn’t ignore that lip swipe with her tongue. ‘MMM,’ that woman is sexy,’ I said to myself.

I saw another woman with her husband in a booth. She was lactating and squeezing a lot of milk into her hubby’s coffee. ‘Damn’, that’s hot. That drew a few onlookers that stood nearby watching. I might have been one of the youngest people there, at twenty-six.

I was approached by several couples soon thereafter. They were looking for ‘right-now’, so I passed, but it was a delicious offer. I was more experienced in the lifestyle than they were aware of, but it was fun to pose as a rookie.

The older couple off to my left was laser focused, their eyes were rather invasive. I offered a smile and a playful wink. There are advantages in selecting those outside your circle of interest too. I crossed my legs and took a sip of my drink. I wasn’t here for a one-night stand, I was seeking something more.

I noticed a dark-haired couple sitting just beyond the fireplace. She was absolutely gorgeous! Her dark olive skin was glowing by the fireplace. She noticed my extended stare. She whispered to her husband, then she rose from her chair, and walked my direction.

‘Good evening,’ she said so seductively. ‘Good evening’, I replied. She leaned forward and kissed my lips. I’m Nefertari’, she said. ‘I’m shaking’, I said, and we both laughed. ‘I’m Carrie’. ‘You’re so beautiful’, I said. ‘Will you join us? she asked. ‘I’d be happy to,’ I replied.

Just following her to their table was stimulating. I found her accent and appearance intoxicating. He stood and kissed the back of my hand, ‘I’m Darius,’ he said so warmly. ‘I’m Carrie, it’s a pleasure to meet you,’ I said. ‘Please,…sit with us,’ he said. I felt that rush of curiosity already.

They were so alluring. She had long black hair tied up so elegantly, dark seductive eyes, and that body, wow. He was very handsome with a gentle tone in his voice. ‘Your presence draws the eyes of many,’ he said with a smile. I blushed. When I crossed my legs in her direction I saw her glance at them, then she looked at her husband, and wet her lips. That sent a shiver up my spine indeed. ‘Are you looking?” she asked. ‘MMM’, I’ve heard that question before, the rest area, a year ago. ‘I’m seeking something special’, I said. ‘Do your interests include other women?’ he asked. ‘Yes, I’m bisexual,’ I said proudly. ‘That’s wonderful to hear,’ she said, with a glowing smile.

I sensed a competitive atmosphere among the patrons. Several couples attempted to distract my attention. Their gestures were very appealing. ‘Please don’t stare at those luscious legs that woman is flashing,’ I said to myself, while panting deep inside.

‘When you entered you caught our eyes immediately’, she said so erotically. I smiled. She placed her hand on my forearm and said, ‘were pleased you chose to sit with us,’ she said. I rested my hand on top of hers, ‘it’s my pleasure’, I replied.

In conversation, I discovered that they were Egyptian, from the city of Cairo. They were both Dermatologists. ‘Your olive skin is so beautiful,’ I said to her, as I slid my hand down her arm. ‘You excite us greatly,’ he said. ‘May I feel your leg?’ she asked. ‘I don’t mind,’ I replied. She reached under the table and slid her hand across my thigh. ‘May I do the same? I asked. ‘Please’, Darius said. Her flesh was divine. My touch was equally invasive. She was becoming aroused, so was I.

‘Your wife is a goddess,’ I said. ‘She thinks the same of you,’ he replied. I reached for her hand and placed it back on my thigh. She gazed at her husband with a radiant smile. ‘She has such beautiful full lips,… may I kiss your wife? I asked him. ‘Please,’ he said. ‘Do you mind? I asked her. ‘Not at all,’ she replied. I slowly leaned in and kissed those gorgeous lips. It wasn’t the peck she greeted me with. ‘MMM’, I whispered. He saw me gather that dribble of saliva off my lip too. His eyebrows bounced. He was captivated, riddled with joy.

As the evening matured, I informed them that I was seeking a couple to indulge with on a regular basis. They seemed VERY enthused by the idea. They revealed that this was the first time she had ever pursued another woman. Her bisexual curiosity is what brought them here. That was music to my ears. I adore first timers. When I heard that I looked at her and said, ‘well, your kiss was magical, I must say,’ she blushed immediately.

They seemed frustrated by the competition. ‘Are you taunted by others around you?’ he asked. ‘I prefer your company,’ I replied. Their smile was victorious. His hand trembled slightly when he reached for his drink, she squeezed my thigh.

Her body was resilient, his charm was very soothing. A few minutes later I rested my hand back on her thigh. Her skin was like butter, so soft, so smooth. She leaned back so her husband could see it.

A bar that supports the lifestyle, isn’t your normal establishment. They are riddled with flesh and sexual innuendos that one doesn’t encounter at your typical pub. The vibe is contagious. It’s not uncommon to see things that would intimidate the average crowd.

‘We wouldn’t insult you by inviting you to come home with us, we respect your kindness and are grateful that you chose to entertain us with your company,’ he said with his Egyptian swagger. “I enjoyed myself immensely,’ I replied. ‘Do you have an interest in seeing us again?’ she asked. ‘Yes, I do,’ I replied. She squeezed my thigh so gently. ‘Will you accept our invitation to meet again next week?’ she asked. ‘I look forward to it,’ I replied. We swapped business cards there on the spot. ‘We hope to hear from you Carrie,’ she said, as she felt my upper thigh.

I knew they feared someone would swoop in after they left, so I exited behind them. They were relieved. To the other patrons it appeared that they scored, and I was okay with that.

I called them a few days later. They seemed thrilled to hear from me. We chose a different location to meet. I was so excited too. The restaurant was very alluring and expensive. The valet attendant seemed aroused by my ‘leg-shot’ as I exited the car, so were they. They were nearby waiting for my arrival.

We were seated in a secluded area. The table was surrounded by a semi-circle seating design. I chose to sit between them. She wore a dress that caught the attention of many nearby. Her legs were stunning. I showcased mine as well. Darius twitched with joy.

During the meal I rested my hand on her thigh, she held my thigh too. Darius was beyond intrigued. ‘May I place your husbands hand on my other thigh? I asked. He must have heard me, he was twitching. ‘You have your wifes permission,’ I whispered into his ear. It was exciting!

After the meal, they asked me if I would like to join them at their home for a drink. ‘Sounds like fun,’ I replied. I followed them to their house. It was so exciting trailing behind them.

Once inside, the reality of what might happen stimulated my senses, I’m certain they felt it too. It’s exhilarating. They led me to the living room. The Egyptian decor was captivating, like going back in time. Beautiful pectoral necklaces and on display among other ancient treasures.

They seated themselves on the sofa, I sat across from them in a wingback chair. The conversation was enticing. That moment alone is so powerful. She was sitting with her legs crossed, while displaying a lot of thighs. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her. She was taunting me so well. During the conversation I crossed mine too, then I slid my finger up my thigh, raising my dress as well. Those subtle signals were electrifying. She slanted her eyes in response. The sexual tension was stimulating. Darius was doing his best to conduct the conversation, but things were heating up, right before his eyes.

She kept stroking her thigh. ‘Is this really the first time you’ve pursued a woman?’ I asked Nefertari. ‘Yes,’ she said. ‘My craving is strong,’ she said. She kept working that thigh, her gestures were driving me crazy. They both saw me bite my bottom lip in response. Darius was drooling, so was I.

I shifted my eyes to the bugle in his pants. They knew what was coming, so did I. Temptation is hard to resist. She rose from the sofa and walked past me, ‘I’m going to put something more comfortable on, she said, so seductively. Darius was filled with anticipation, so was I. As we tried to converse, we both knew that she was going to return wearing something very alluring. He was restless, so was I.

I saw his eyes shift to the left, then I felt her wake behind me. She re-appeared wearing a black satin robe, and it was open. She was topless and wore a black pair of stockings and heels. I was speechless! I stared silently, my mouth ajar. ‘I hope this is okay,’ she said, as she stood by my left side. I looked at Darius, his eyes were filled with anticipation. I turned my attention to her breasts, then I lowered my focus, and stared at her thighs. ‘I can’t resist touching you, may I?’ I asked so softly. ‘Please, ‘she replied. I slid my palm down the small of her back and felt the curve of her gorgeous ass. ‘Omg,’ I whispered. I did it again. ‘Do you mind if I get more comfortable too?’ I asked. ‘Please do,’ she said. When I rose Darius immediately gasped, we both giggled, ‘prepare yourself Darius’, I said with a smile.

I still couldn’t take my eyes off of her. She was stunning! Cleopatra in the flesh. I motioned to her to unzip my dress from behind. When she pulled that zipper, I pulled my dress over my hips, then it fell right down to the floor. ‘Darius?’ she said,…omg…omg…please don’t stop, he said.

I reached out and pinched her right nipple, then I ran my hand under the curve of her breast. Darius was gasping with excitement. ‘I want you,’ I whispered to Nefertari, with that look in my eye. ‘I’m game’, she replied. I took her hand and led her down to the floor. ‘I want you to watch Darius,’ I said so seductively, as she nestled herself on her side. He was freaking out with excitement. ‘How bad do you wanna see me eat your wife?’ I asked. He was gasping like crazy. ‘I love eating pussy’,… she was panting too.

We immediately entangled our legs together and rested on our sides. That first kiss was very deep, I got lost in her eyes. I couldn’t keep my hands off of her. Our kiss continued, for a very long time. It was extremely passionate. We began groping each other, so feverishly. Her succulent figure was a pleasure to explore. Darius was completely captivated.

I began peeling off her robe during another kiss, that incredible kiss. I rolled her onto her back and attacked her luscious breasts. Firm, natural 34C’s and absolutely delicious. Darius was panting watching me suck his Wifes tits. I paused and looked directly at him. ‘Does this turn you on?’ I whispered, while gasping and licking my lips. ‘Ohhh yesss!’ he yelped loudly. I looked down at Nefertari, ‘want some more? I asked. She pulled me down on top of her.

While sucking her tits I rose up onto my knees and arched my back, my ass was in the air. ‘Look at that!’ he cried out, ‘omg,… I motioned for Darius to sit behind her. He jumped into position fast. She was panting with anticipation. I gazed at her pussy, ‘never been eatin’ out by another woman before?’ I asked. She shook her head ‘no’, as she lay there, spread so wide. I grabbed her ankles and raised them high, then I handed them off to her husband. They both exploded with excitement. ‘Hold her legs please’, I whispered.

I pulled my elastic bracelet off and began to tie my hair back. They knew what was about to happen. They were uncontainable. I lowered down on my stomach. I looked at them both, ‘ready?’ I asked. ‘Oh yes,… oh yes, came from both parties.

I was overexcited, I engulfed her in one bite. My open mouth attached itself firmly. I thrashed her with a volley of tongue and suction. She jumped and squealed loudly, ‘OMG!!,’ she yelped. I smashed my face from side to side, so aggressively. Her soaking pussy was absolutely delicious. I was swallowing her ample supply of juices, right before their eyes. Nefertaris’ body shivered with excitement. Her hips bounced upward in response to my unforgiving appetite. Darius was holding her legs back with a look of amazement in his eyes. ‘OOOhhhh myyyy godddd’, he cried out.

Nefertari’s body was contorting wildly. They could ‘hear’ what I was doing to her. I hit 4th gear and smashed the pedal. I ravished her, from her tailbone to her navel. She was coming so hard and often, squealing out of control. I pulled up allowing them to witness my dripping face, as I licked my lips. Then I went back for more. They were stunned by what was occurring. Their inexperience became more obvious. His eyes were HUGE. She was twisting her torso in response to my indulgence. She fought for her freedom, then she raised up and kissed me deep. Darius was inconsolable, he stared in utter shock. She broke from the kiss and stared into my eyes. ‘Can Darius join us?’ she asked. ‘Absolutely,’ I replied.

Darius lit up like a spot-light and began tearing off his clothes, literally. I rocked my hips from side to side, ‘get behind me Darius’ I whispered. The first thing I felt was his hands, then I felt his tongue alllllll over my ass. ‘MMM’, I uttered. ‘That’s it Darius’, I whispered.

A few minutes later into the Malay I felt Darius drive his tongue deep in my ass. Ohhhhh myyyy’, I yelped. ‘Eat her!’ Nefertari squealed. There I was, eating Nefertari while her husband was eating me too. He drove his tongue deeply into my pussy too. That man knew how to eat. I was twerking my ass against his face too. I was still devouring my Egyptian queen, while her husband was busy rimming my ass, eating my pussy alive.

‘Fuck me Darius’ I said clearly, ‘do it’, I added. Nefertari was gasping with approval. ‘Yes,…fuck her Darius,’ she said, in between gasps. His cock was really long. I had to paused to adjust to it. ‘Oh Darius’, I cried out, ‘sooooo deep,’ I added. She saw my expression of shock and arousal. Nefertari started talking to him while he was fucking me. It was turning us all on. ‘She’s eating my pussy,’ she kept saying to him, over and over.

The way he cradled my cheeks was divine. The jiggle of my ass with each forward thrust was driving him crazy, he made that quite clear. He fucked me so well. He was holding my ass and slamming me hard, then he’d probe me out, nice and slow. We continued to bask in each other for over an hour. Darius came so hard inside me. I could feel those jets filling my pussy. Nefertari basted my face. I was completely covered in her sweet nectar. I rolled her over and rimmed her ass. She was freaking. She arched her back and rattled with joy. Her ass was picturesque. I gazed at it in disbelief, it was PERFECT.

When it was over he crawled over to his wife and embraced her so affectionately, it was beautiful. He was quick to wrap her robe around me then showered me with praise for making their wish come true, I felt the same way.

I met with them for over six months, 3 days a week. We explored everything they wanted to experience together. It was fabulous. We spent a weekend in Gatlinburg Tn. in a chalet too, with a hot tub a few weeks later. That weekend was reminiscent of the days of Caligula. Darius was reaping the rewards from his wife’s bisexual urges. We performed for his entertainment countless times. Her appetite for pussy flourished, she proved herself in many ways.

Eventually, they relocated to Denver for better $. They flew me out to spend some weekends with them too. It was wonderful to see them again, I really missed them. I began dating my soon to be fiancé so sadly, we drifted apart. I’ll miss them always. / The End

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