Tales by Jennie

Last June (2022), Anne (wife Anne) and I worked out a deal. I get a quiet, romantic weekend with Bunny (her real name is also Anne), and she gets a week with her girlfriend domme Katie. (If that sounds unfair, I also got that same week with Bunny, just at home, and with kids.) Someone once asked me what we get out of these other relationships, and there’s the answer – I get soft romance – a fairy tail – from Bunny, and Anne gets hard dominance – rough, dark, kinky sex – from Katie.

So a little about girlfriend Anne, aka Bunny. We’ve been having sex for 15 years now, on and off. But that entire time, she’s only ever had sex with two women: myself and wife Anne. She was married with kids. I’m her excitement, her break from life as a boring wife; I get to be her naughty side. We started to get really close right before COVID hit; double dates and weekends together whenever we could make the schedules work. And we asked her husband Jon to be part of wife-Anne’s baby-making experience. They agreed, and Bunny and I had lots of cuddle time while Anne and Jon were trying to make a baby. But then my mother died, the baby came, and we drifted apart again. 

It was around March 2022 I started to come out of my depression. I brought up the idea that since we hadn’t seen each other in such a long time, we should have a special weekend – just us, no kids, no spouse.

So I got busy. I found a Bed and Breakfast about 1.5 hours away in rural Wisconsin. A quiet Tudor cottage with several suites. Perfect. I booked the Honeymoon suite, and told them we would be newly wedded. 

She drives up, and we load everything into my car for the drive to the B&B. I took her to my bedroom, and told her I booked the Honeymoon Suite; we would be posing as newlyweds for the trip.

One hundred miles later, we arrived in mid afternoon. We each had a glass of Prosecco while they took the luggage to the room. Wonderful welcome. We giddily held hands walking up the stairs to our room. It was beautiful, with champagne and roses and chocolates waiting for us in the room.

We ignored all of it. 

As soon as the door latched, we headed straight to the bed, ripping clothes off one another all the way. There was a lot of raw passion. It had been over a year since the last time we were together. The time in the car getting here only added to the anticipation. Raw lust filled the air.

I kissed her. I sucked on her nipples. I reached between her legs and began to rub her through her jeans. I could feel she was very wet. I quickly undid the button and slid my hand into her panties. She let out a loud moan – I was afraid others could hear us (but not enough to stop). 

She came very quickly. I kissed her, my hand still in her panties. She rolled onto her side to hug me and kissed me.

“Oh my god I needed that,” she said.  

I looked at her with raised eyebrows.

​“Jon hasn’t touched me in months.” She kicked off her pants and climbed on top of me, kissed me,  and said "Do it again." She undid my pants and pulled them off.

We were laying side by side, kissing, fingers getting deeper, when I broke it off. I repositioned her flat on her back, then climbed on top in 69. Neither of us lasted very long. I spun around and laid beside, and we cuddled and kissed, our faces glistening.

I checked the time. It was only 4:30, and our dinner wasn’t until 7, and then there was a pride dance party at 11:00. So what to do? I filled the jacuzzi, poured us some champagne, and we settled in for a long soak before getting ready for dinner.

Dinner was nice but forgettable. We went on a nice walk in the twilight while waiting for the pride party. We stopped in a wine bar for more drinks for an hour. All very nice and romantic. We finally get to the dance party, have another drink, and start dancing. We were a bit overdressed, having gone for a classic classy look (because of the nice dinner) rather than a queer look, but we danced, we danced with others, and we found our way back to each other. We were both getting a little bored, and decided to head back.

We were both tired, and climbed into bed together naked, and fell asleep cuddling.

I was awakened the next morning by her eating me under the covers. I pulled her up to kiss her, and discovered that she was wearing the strapon. She slipped out into me, I wrapped my legs around her, and she fucked me. Bliss.

After she fucked me silly, I rolled her onto stomach and lifted her ass on the air. I buried my face against her, and tongue-fucked her ass. She had never had her ass eaten to orgasm before. She collapsed onto the bed, I crawled on top straddling her, and gave her a shoulder and back massage.

That night we donned lingerie for each other – matching satin chemises I got for us. We danced in our room to candlelight. We finished two bottles of wine. We fingered each other. We went down on each other. We masturbated together while holding hands. I fucked her with the strapon.

We finally fell asleep around 3 am.

In the morning we tossed on the chemises and the complimentary robes, and headed down for breakfast. She looked tired, but was still glowing. I suggested a nap after breakfast; she agreed. 

We woke around 1 p.m. She was in my arms, her head against my chest. I could feel her breath on my nipples. She looked at me, and timidly asked if she could try licking my ass. Of course I said yes. She did good for her first time.

We had a low-key evening after dinner, and spent another evening in the Jacuzzi, holding, touching, kissing, and fingering each other. In the morning we had a quickie before getting dressed to leave; it was check-out day. We signed out as Mrs. & Mrs. Jenevieve and Anne E. I jokingly asked her how life was as Mrs. E., and she said a lot better than life as Mrs. J.

Afterward:

This past March (2023), Bunny discovered her husband was having an affair behind her back (with a man). She came and stayed with me for a while to work things out in her head. During that time, we had an all-girl foursome with my wife and my other girlfriend, and a foursome with an mf couple my wife and I swing with. Prior to this, Bunny had only had sex with four people: her husband, ex-fiance, me, and Anne. I wanted to get her some experience. She said she actually likes girls more. I asked her if she wanted to date any women local to her, and she said no, she always wants me involved. Her husband said he wants to continue seeing men. They've decided to stay together though, because they have kids. 

I get to see Bunny again in a few weeks. Anne is going to Maryland for her Domme's wedding, and Bunny is coming to stay with me for some of that time.

Addendum:

I had written this a few days ago but had not yet published it. I was going to publish it Saturday night, but Anne had a surprise for me: She asked Bunny to come up for my birthday surprise, so I got to see her Saturday and Sunday morning (that's another story). I love them both so much!

Notes:

Text (C) Copyright 2023 Jenevieve E

While this is a true story, the images shown are for illustrative purposes only, and are not of any person mention in the story