Perfect timing.
Conversations of others joining our bed happen quite often. We talk about it, write about it, discuss what we would want.
Rarely is timing perfect..
Looking forward to the time when it is right. Looking forward to feeling more than just two hands, more than one mouth, more than one cock.
Time works well though, at least it has for us, and when it is an option the right people will be there.
Simon told me about a dream he had the other night. One in which I had my pussy shared. I want my pussy shared.
He had taken me to a Halloween party. Dressed in a nightie, wrist and ankle cuffs, and my blindfold. There I sat, taking instruction as he gave it, spreading my legs at his whim as people came by. Women and men, I was shared with both, only their tongues allowed to penetrate as I sat and enjoyed the attention to my pussy. As many people as he wished, with only one rule, I wasn’t allowed to cum. He was the one to make me cum.
Dreams exaggerate things so. By no means is the dream impossible, it would be enjoyed, but even just that one extra, that right one, would make for a fantastic time.
Sweet dreams.
