Our Weeend with a Unicorn

It had been well over a year since Mia and I had last heard from Maeve, a stunning woman in her thirties whom we had met at a local swingers club we frequented. The memory of our last encounter felt almost like a shared dream, something we would reminisce about from time to time. Maeve lived clear across the country and led a busy life, flying during the day and teaching aerial acrobatics at night. With her incredible physique, gorgeous curly blonde hair, and undeniable beauty, not to mention her enchanting Scottish accent that could melt any man's heart; she was truly a sight to behold. Yet, what stood out the most about her was her complete lack of vanity. She was soft-spoken, kind, highly intelligent, and a true free spirit. To be honest, if someone were to describe her to me, I wouldn't believe it.

Then, out of the blue, we received a text from Maeve. She was planning to visit Johannesburg and explore one of the numerous local swingers clubs. Almost instantly, I suggested to my wife, Mia that we invite her to stay with us. With a knowing glance, we understood the potential possibilities that could unfold during her visit, even without speaking a word. After finalizing the arrangements and Maeve booking her flights, the date was set.

I had been married to Mia for just over a year, and she was truly the woman of my dreams. From the moment we met, it felt as if the stars had aligned, and I had finally found my soulmate. Mia, too, was unaware of her own beauty, radiating with a down-to-earth and bubbly personality that was impossible not to fall in love with. Her ever-changing hair, currently a vibrant shade of neon pink, served as a bold statement of her disregard for others' opinions. Her mischievous smile and hazel eyes sparkled with excitement, captivating everyone around her. Her perky C-cup breasts attracted the attention of both men and women whenever we went out. Mia fearlessly danced naked on the club's dance floor, displaying her confidence despite the few extra kilos we had both gained over the years. She was my opposite--while I am quiet and introverted, she thrived as an outgoing social butterfly, effortlessly making friends wherever she went.

As the weeks passed since Maeve's message, anticipation for her visit grew. However, Mia and I reminded ourselves not to get our hopes up too high. In our experience in the lifestyle, having expectations often led to disappointment. We finalized our preparations, and I offered to pick Maeve up from the airport on Friday afternoon. After exchanging pleasantries at the domestic arrivals lounge, we drove home, engaging in lively conversation throughout the journey.

We arrived home shortly after Mia, who had spent the day in Pretoria ensuring a kid-free weekend. Our conversation flowed seamlessly from one topic to another while Mia prepared dinner. The hours slipped by unnoticed as we enjoyed each other's company. It felt as though we were reconnecting as old friends, but neither Mia nor I sensed any indications from our guest that she had any intentions of taking things to a physical level. Eventually, fatigue caught up with us, and around midnight, Maeve excused herself and headed upstairs to the guest room. Mia and I readied ourselves for bed.

As I settled comfortably under the covers, I turned to Mia and expressed my enjoyment of the evening's conversation. However, I couldn't help but admit that I had been hoping for some signs of interest in taking things further. Mia shared my sentiments but suggested that our guest might be tired and not in the right mindset. I speculated that we might have been oblivious to any cues or that Maeve might have been waiting for us to make a move. A sudden idea struck me, and I decided to take a chance. Nervously, I typed a message on our shared group chat, throwing caution to the wind. I asked if I was the only one secretly hoping that the evening would unfold in a slightly different way. I was careful not to come across as too pushy, but I knew I had to take a leap of faith.

As I hit send, my phone immediately lit up with a notification. It was Maeve's reply, echoing our sentiments. This was encouraging! Emboldened, I typed my next message--a brazen invitation for her to join us in our bedroom. Her response came swiftly: "See you in a few minutes." Instantly, the air crackled with anticipation, and any weariness we had felt vanished completely. Every second felt like an eternity as we anxiously waited, but it wasn't long before her silhouette graced our doorway. Even dressed in comfortable sweatpants and a tank top, she exuded a magnetic allure. I could barely contain my excitement. Maeve approached my side of the bed and climbed in next to me, while Mia lay on my other side. Sensing the charged atmosphere, Mia suggested that they indulge me for a while. It was at that moment that time and reality seemed to blur, and everything accelerated at lightning speed.

With eagerness, they both liberated my erect penis from my underwear and began stroking me, their touches infused with passion. I reciprocated by kissing each of them fervently. The arousal coursing through me propelled me to a state of absolute hardness in no time. They shifted their attention downward, taking turns pleasuring me with their mouths while the other sensually sucked on my testicles. It was a divine experience of pure bliss. The tantalizing prospect of even greater pleasure yet to come both blessed and tormented me in that moment. I teetered on the precipice of orgasm multiple times, but through sheer willpower, I managed to restrain myself, prolonging the intensity of the moment.

We transitioned into new positions, as Mia and I united our efforts, directing our attention towards our enchanting unicorn. Mia fondly caressed her perky breasts, showering her with kisses, while I focused on pleasuring her orally. I started with gentle licks, exploring the contours and nuances, gradually building up the intensity as I took her sensitive clit into my mouth, skillfully caressing it with my tongue. Her delicate moans and the graceful arching of her back only fueled my desire, as I eagerly savored the taste of her intoxicating nectar. The temptation to join her mouth with mine and plunge my throbbing erection inside her became almost overwhelming, but I knew that the time for that had not yet arrived. The allure of this captivating unicorn and I joining forces to pleasure my wife still lay ahead, waiting to be realized.

As we shifted positions once more, Maeve and I united our efforts to lavish Mia with pleasure. Maeve sensually positioned herself, straddling Mia's eager face, while I expertly used our wand to finger and satisfy her. Mia experienced waves of ecstasy, reaching climax multiple times as she delighted in the embrace of Maeve's wetness against her mouth, the vibrations further heightening Maeve's own orgasmic release.

Following this intoxicating exchange, Maeve reclined on her back, inviting Mia to assume a commanding position atop her face. It was time to indulge in a passionate, no-holds-barred union with our unicorn, while simultaneously exchanging fervent kisses with Mia, fueled by the intense desire that had built up between us. In a symphony of raw desire, punctuated by primal grunts and the most seductive chorus of moans, the three of us ascended to climactic bliss, nearly synchronized in our ecstatic release.

We allowed ourselves a momentary pause, savoring the intensity of the experience and reveling in the intoxicating afterglow that flooded our senses with dopamine. During our reflection, Maeve brought up a previous conversation where I had mentioned my desire for FFM stacking. Even after everything that had just transpired, I could still feel the potent charge of sexual energy coursing through me, and judging by the mischievous glances exchanged between the ladies and myself, it was clear I was not alone in this feeling. The vision of these two breathtaking beings, adorned with tousled sex-kissed hair and draped only in soft blankets, coupled with the promise of fulfilling a long-held fantasy of mine, fueled my eagerness for more.

Within minutes, we found ourselves back on the bed, Mia assuming a tantalizing low doggy-style position while Maeve straddled over her. I alternated between passionately penetrating them from behind, their lips attempting to meet in fervent kisses. The most erotic aspect was witnessing their entwined hands, the one being penetrated gripping the other's hand tightly, a testament to the overwhelming pleasure rippling through their beings.

Unsurprisingly, I couldn't hold back for very long. Not only was doggy style my favorite position, but this intensified version felt like doggy style on steroids. The overwhelming sensations drove me to climax, releasing my pent-up desires deep inside Maeve. Completely spent, I collapsed onto the bed beside them, every muscle in my body seemingly going on strike.

The clock had struck well past 3 am by this point, and all of us were thoroughly exhausted. Maeve tenderly kissed both of us goodnight before making her way upstairs to the guest room. Mia and I, embracing the sweet embrace of fatigue, drifted off into a peaceful slumber.

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The following morning greeted us, albeit a bit later than usual, with the lingering scent of passion still thick in the air. The daylight served as a reminder that we had a packed agenda to tackle before the upcoming swinger's party that evening. So, we adorned ourselves in clothing, indulged in a breakfast, and engaged in conversation about the day's plans. Although the previous night felt like a shared dream we didn't openly discuss, occasional mischievous glances and knowing smiles passed between us, acknowledging the intimate activities that took place.

Curiosity got the best of me, and I inquired with Maeve about any specific desires she had yet to fulfill from her own naughty bucket list. With a glimmer in her eyes, she disclosed that a proper double penetration experience topped her list of fantasies.

Emboldened by her revelation, I made a confident promise that we would strive to turn that dream into a reality later that evening. Mia and I pledged to make it our mission to find a suitable participant and ensure that Maeve's night would be one to remember.

As Maeve headed out to meet a friend for lunch, an idea sparked in my mind. We belonged to a lifestyle WhatsApp group with two other couples: Jake and Donna, and John and Riley, all of whom I knew were also going to attend that evening. I saw an opportunity to take control of the situation rather than leaving it to chance. Jake immediately sprung to mind as a potential candidate as someone I knew and trusted. I decided to show Maeve his photo, and her immediate response was that he was quite attractive, but that the final decision could only be made after meeting him in person. With caution, I proceeded to make arrangements by reaching out to his Donna first, seeking her permission before even approaching Jake about our shared desire.

It is important to note that I have a particular fondness for anal play, and Mia, being not as enthusiastic about it, has given me her consent to explore this pleasure with other like-minded women. Hence, it was unanimously agreed upon that for the DP play, I would engage in anal penetration with Maeve. Considering the Jake's notable endowment, it was decided that this arrangement would provide the most gratifying experience for all three of us involved.

With the possibility of John feeling left out, a thought crossed my mind -- it's unlikely any man would pass up the opportunity to indulge in the company of three stunning ladies all at once. As we arrived at the party and reunited with everyone, I awaited the ultimate green light from Maeve -- did Jake meet her approval?

We arrived at the party with a mix of nerves and excitement, ready to explore the possibilities of the evening. As we mingled with our friends, laughter and conversation filled the air, creating an atmosphere of warmth and familiarity. I couldn't help but steal glances at Maeve, trying to gauge her reaction and emotions. The weight of the proposal I had made earlier in the day hung in the air, and I longed to know her thoughts.

Sensing the right moment, I took a seat beside Maeve, seeking a private moment to connect. With a mix of relief and joy, I discovered that she was not only open to the plan but also genuinely excited about it. Her enthusiasm mirrored my own, and a sense of shared anticipation filled the space between us. Without hesitation, we decided to share our intentions with the rest of the group, and as the words left our lips, a palpable sense of anticipation and electric energy swept across the table. The air crackled with excitement as everyone embraced the forthcoming adventure, eager to see where the night would lead us.

The plans were set in motion. The harem room would host all seven of us, engaging in two simultaneous acts of pleasure -- a mind-blowing double penetration experience with Maeve, Jake and myself, and an electrifying FFFM encounter with John, Riley, Mia and Jake's wife, Donna.

Shortly after sharing our plans, a shared sense of anticipation filled the air, and we decided it was time to leave the social area behind. Guided by the soft red glow, we made our way to the harem room, where the ambiance set the stage for intimate encounters. In line with the customs of the lifestyle, we shed our clothes swiftly, with an eagerness that left little room for ceremony. Each of us had a burning desire to begin our respective play sessions. Selecting two adjoining beds, we moved towards them, eager to explore the depths of our desires in the intimate space before us.

As our lips met in a fiery embrace, Maeve and I shared a passionate kiss while still standing. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Jake feeling a bit uncertain about how to proceed. Sensing his hesitation, I gestured for him to join us, guiding him to stand behind Maeve. With this arrangement, she would be enveloped by our combined masculinity, creating an intoxicating dynamic as we worshipped and explored her body from both sides.

Jake closed the distance, his muscled physique pressing against Maeve's back, as he began to trail gentle kisses and nibbles along her neck. Meanwhile, I continued my fervent kisses and cupped one hand around her ample breast, teasing and caressing it, while my thumb skillfully stimulated her clit. In perfect synchrony, I felt the sensation of Jake penetrating her wet, welcoming depths from behind, adding an exhilarating dimension to our shared pleasure.

With the attention and desire intensifying, it became evident that Maeve was consumed by arousal. In a bold display of her own passion, she broke our embrace, turning her attention towards Jake and asserting her desires. In one swift motion, she guided him onto the bed, positioning him in the middle. Waste no time, she skillfully donned a condom onto his already throbbing manhood and eagerly slid him deep inside her, relishing in the pleasure of their connection.

Seizing the opportunity, I retrieved a condom and anal lube from our prepared play bag. Hastily applying lube onto my fingers, I tenderly massaged Maeve's rectum, gently preparing and coaxing her tightness in anticipation of my own engorged erection. With the condom securely in place, I gradually entered her, the sensations heightened by the presence of Jake within her as well. Adjusting and finding our rhythm, we synchronized our movements, engaging in a passionate and intense threesome, alternating our strokes to amplify Maeve's pleasure and our own gratification.

As the intensity between us heightened, I firmly grasped Maeve's shapely hips, driving my thrusts deeper with each motion. Amidst the intoxicating pleasure, a familiar moaning reached my ears, drawing my attention to the neighboring bed. There, my wife was immersed in ecstasy, being ravished by John while Donna and Riley lavished both of them with their touch. In that moment, I understood that my friend was experiencing a profound sense of gratification, allowing me to refocus my attention on the captivating scene unfolding before me.

Maeve reigned as the queen of this exhilarating play, deserving of the unbridled masculine attention she received. With the realization of her majestic presence, I committed myself to ensuring her pleasure and satisfaction, channeling my focus entirely on the erotic moment that unfolded right in front of me.

As our desire for continued pleasure consumed us, John and I neared a point of exhaustion. With a shared understanding that the play mustn't end just yet, we removed our condoms and switched positions. This time, Maeve would face the delightful challenge of satisfying both of us with her mouth and hands.

Driven by a mischievous desire to test Maeve's concentration, I retrieved our trusted wand from our toy bag. My intention was to introduce a tantalizing distraction, making it more challenging for her to focus. As Maeve took Jake's erect member into her mouth, her right hand wrapped firmly around mine, I positioned the vibrating wand on her wet clit. The immediate and intense sensation coursed through her, prompting a muted moan to escape her lips as she gripped my erection tightly. In that moment, a sense of satisfaction washed over me, reveling in the sight and pleasure I was able to elicit from Maeve.

Maeve's adeptness in pleasuring both of us proved to be undeniable, even in the face of my attempts to distract her. The moment arrived swiftly when we yearned to penetrate her once again. Yielding to Maeve's request, I positioned myself on my back, ready to receive her. Jake produced two fresh condoms, and with an additional application of lube, Maeve descended upon my throbbing erection, guiding it into the depths of her tight anus.

As she enveloped my manhood entirely, Maeve leaned back, her back resting against my chest, and her head nestled beside mine. With her legs spread wide, she invited Jake to penetrate her once more. Sensations rippled through me as her anal muscles tightened around my cock while Jake entered her simultaneously. In an instant, we fell back into the familiar rhythm, but this time, it was Jake who dictated the pace as my range of thrusting was limited from below.

Gripping Maeve's hair tightly with each thrust, I whispered teasingly in her ear: "So this is what you wanted, you naughty slut?" My words seemed to unleash a nymphomaniacal fervor, and her moans echoed relentlessly as the pleasure consumed her. Our collective breathing grew heavy, and we became lost in the intensity of the moment. The thrusts intensified, my grip on her hair tightened further, and her responsiveness reached a crescendo. We existed solely in the realm of our desires, with nothing else in the world but the intoxicating pleasure coursing through our bodies. The sensations overwhelmed me, pushing me to the brink of sensory overload.

Our thrusting intensified and I pulled her hair even tighter as I thrusted as hard as I could. Nothing except this moment existed: her pleasure, my rock hard cock inside her slippery ass, and her soft but rapid breathing I could feel warming my cheek. Her soft breath on my cheek, my rock hard cock. The tension built up from deep inside of me. Her soft breath. My hard cock. Oh, God! Like a massive volcanic eruption, I exploded. The release reverberated through every fiber of my being.

As I regained my senses, I noticed John lying on a nearby mattress, his energy depleted from the passionate escapades of the night. He expressed his astonishment at the demands of satisfying three women, acknowledging that it exceeded his expectations. Mia, Donna, and Riley, on the other hand, appeared utterly content, their hair tousled and satisfied expressions adorning their faces. Fragments of giggles and moans from the neighboring bed lingered in my memory, confirming that each and every one of us had experienced an unforgettable night of pleasure.