My husband is bi. I wouldn’t say I am bi but have done things with the female half of the couple we play with but it’s more to entertain the guys ...han any real predilection of mine. The point being that we are not an inexperienced couple. Last spring we were at a barbecue at a friend’s house. Lot of people. Lot of fun. I was talking to a good friend at one point. We had both had a few drinks. She pointed out the teenage son of another friend. He is 18. She said, ‘you would not believe the cock. He could see my wet thong stuck to the lips of my pussy and he knew what I wanted to do. So he told me to rub it while I sucked him off. Without an argument I obliged, and I stuck two fingers on my soaking thong and started rubbing long and hard along the Lips of my clit. At this point I was doing my best to deep throat his gigantic snake while shoving my index and middle finger in and out of me. After what seemed like the greatest ten minutes of my life he pulled his dick out of my mouth and. My divorce was still fresh and my sex life consisted of porn and masturbation. As well as porn I’d gotten into striptease. My company’s office was near the city’s red light district and I frequently visited the strip clubs and striptease bars storing up female bodies for my masturbation fantasies.One evening I visited a striptease bar I hadn’t visited for a while. It was gloomily lit, except when the spotlights came on over the small stage jutting out into the middle of the floor. I perched. We went home and slept in our rooms.The next morning, mom left for a walk and I and Riya were alone. Riya came back from the gym and was wearing the same jeggings and a crop top. She was sitting in the hall when I woke up.I went to her and said sorry for the previous day. She smiled and gave me a hug saying, “It’s alright.” This made the situation even worse! I could not think of anything but my sister’s legs and curves!That day, we had the same routine at work but this time, my mindset was.