My girlfriend and I have been together for 3 years, both finishing up university. We live together, were each other's first sexual partners and although we've kissed other people before each other, I would say we are not the most experienced. She is cute, gorgeous and for the longest time did not realize how sexy she was. She's 5'2, petite, full lips, gorgeous hair, tight body. I am the luckiest guy and she is amazing. She normally is conservative, wears glasses, doesn't do makeup but we've dipped our toes into the rave scene and I've seen a whole new side of her. When she does her makeup, wears contacts, dresses slutty, she is a completely different person visually and I can't help but fantasize about her. She often jokes about how this rave persona is like her pretending to be a different girl which makes me love her more.
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My journey into this fantasy was probably less unique. I saw a Blacked porno with an asian girl (many years back when Blacked first started) and that triggered this whole thing. I tell her when somebody looks at her and she used to just play it off, pretending as if that couldn't be true. I finally told her after 1.5 years of dating that I had this fantasy of her sleeping with somebody else and the whole thing clicked for her. She didn't necessarily support it but understood some of my comments on guys looking at her and guys wanting to dance with her or ask her out.
I was deep in the fantasy and I wanted to make it a reality but didn't want to manipulate or force her to do something she didn't want to so we ended up taking it slow. So over the next many many months, nothing changed. Our sex life was good, we matured a bit and even though I never pushed the idea more, she would always ask about if I still had the same fantasy. Over time, the questions became more curious, asking what rules we would set and how this wasn't just cheating and if I'm suggesting this so I can sleep around. I wasn't interested in that and explained what I wanted. To see her be pleased by somebody else.
Finally, this past November, she agreed that the idea was interesting to her. She did this whole explanation about how part of her always was curious what dating somebody else was like and that we were reaching a stage in our relationship where it was obvious we were interested in a very long term thing (marriage, kids). I told her how a lot of people pursue this lifestyle even when married and slowly it became more and more of a possible reality.
She set some ground rules to start. I wasn't allowed to sleep around. She would decide when she would do things and she would decide who to do things with. She insisted she wasn't going to sleep with anybody but was interested in "having fun" in her own way. She said that we had to be honest with each other and with whoever we involved ourselves with every time and that she probably would only be interested in doing this with our friends (mine or hers) since she wasn't comfortable around strangers in this way.
The last one surprised me and she said that for this to work, she needs a support system that includes me but also includes some of her friends so she can figure out how she feels. I understood what she meant and was more than happy to make it work just to make this whole thing happen.
Our first experience went ok. She ended up dancing closely with a male friend, holding hands but it was more fun than intimate. I didn't expect anything but when we got home, I found her wet as ever as she begged for me to fuck her. The sex was incredible and I found myself pushing her to think more about her dancing with her friend to turn her on more. We spoke about it after and she admitted the whole experience was very hot even if very little happened.
This was motivation enough to try it again. My friend K had invited me out to a night with some of our friends and I figured I'd bring my gf along. We didn't exactly plan for it to be this night but she said that she was comfortable if she danced with K. He was a good friend of mine and one that I admittedly had thought about with my gf before. I felt like I could admit it with him and he wouldn't judge me which helped a lot so I agreed with her that K would be ok.
My gf was dressed like a goddess that night. She wore an oversized kind of sporty like polo that almost looked like a skirt with really short shorts. It looked like she was wearing nothing underneath and her makeup gave ABG vibes that honestly has always drove me crazy. It was nothing like the first time and I knew everybody would be giving her attention.
The night started out slow, the group spread out slowly throughout the night and my gf and I found ourselves dancing a bit together but kind of being closer to the bar, watching rather than dancing. A few drinks later and although things started to pick up, the group slowly started to split up, some leaving to another club while others drank a bit too much and involuntarily had to call it a night. At some point, K joined us at the bar to grab some water. We talked for a bit before my gf and I shared a quick look which told me she was gonna try something.
She asked if I wanted to dance and I shook my head no, pretending as if I wasn't interested. She turned to K, grabbed his hand and said "let's dance then" and pulled him back into the crowd. He looked at me, gave me a quick shrug and went off into the crowd. It wasn't horribly crowded so I was able to get a decent view of them from outside the dance floor.
It started with some dancing face to face, no touching. After a song or two, she grabbed his hand and they danced a bit, hands up and down a bit. And then it started to slowly happen. She pulled his hand around her waist and I saw their bodies start to get close, them dancing against each other. She looked like she had her eyes closed, swaying her hair a bit while K clearly was looking down at her until finally they made brief eye contact. She pulled him close and quickly kissed him on the cheek before going back to her dancing.
Not long later, I saw her pull his one hand down to her ass while his other remained on her waist. I saw him pull his hand back up to his waist until she pulled him close to whisper something long into his ear. They whispered a bit back and forth and then he put both his hands around her ass as they continued to dance. Their bodies were close now and the brief moments I saw his hands, I could see him grabbing her ass hard through her oversized shirt. I saw her body tight against his and it looked like she was grinding up against him. I was hard as a rock and unfortunately the alcohol started to hit me so I quickly went to the washroom to pee.
I came back out and searched for them. I checked the dance floor thoroughly and didn't see them which raised a couple concerns in my head immediately. I did a quick circle around the perimeter until I saw something that I'll never forget. At the edge of the dance floor, I saw my gf deep kissing K with her back against the wall. Her hands wrapped around his neck pulling him closely, I could see their lips meet intimately before their heads tilted the other way. Other moments, I could see their tongues meeting in the middle. His hands had slipped under her shirt and were clearly grabbing her ass again. It was clear I was creeping on them but I was stunned and just watched them until they stopped and went back to the dance floor, seemingly missing me watching them.
I returned to my original spot and once they made eye contact with me, they came back, breathing a bit heavier with big smiles all over their face. My gf grabbed my hand, said she was ready to go and quickly shot K a look before leaving. We started to walk home and she immediately asked if I saw them. I told her everything I saw and we almost sped walked home as she told me all of the dirty details I missed.
She said that at some point, she looked up and they made eye contact again and deep down, she knew she wanted it. She mouthed kiss me and they started kissing. The crowd got tight and they bumped into each other so K grabbed her hand and pulled her away to the edge of the crowd to where I found them and they started kissing again. By the time we got back home, we started fucking like animals.
She told me all about how she could feel him through his pants and how hard and big he was getting. She told me about how her explanation to K about her dancing with him was how I enjoyed to watch and that she wanted to dance with him for a while. K asked if she was sure and she said yes and the rest was history. He was grabbing her ass, pulling her tight and she just enjoyed the attention and as they started to dance closer and she felt him get harder, she couldn't help herself to "have fun". Mouthing kiss me and the moment their lips, according to her, were electric and she hadn't felt this kind of excitement in a long time and by the time he had her up against that wall, grabbing her ass, she felt like a whole new woman.
The whole story obviously gave me the biggest orgasm I've had in years and we fantasized about how hard K was and how he probably was masturbating to the thought of her and kissing her in this very moment which also turned her on a lot.
That was a few weeks ago (I wanted to post earlier but there are reddit account requirements before I could post). Nothing has happened since and even talking and hanging out with K has not caused any weird interactions between us. It is as if that night didn't happen even though I imagine we are all thinking about it. My gf has not talked about what she would like to do next and funny enough has returned to her old self again but I think another night out will bring out her slutty side.