1 comments/ 15050 views/ 1 favorites Amateur Night with the Webcam By: meathead96 My girlfriend and I have a really great life together. We enjoy a lot of the same activities together, but we're not the kind of people who need each other 24/7. We enjoy our independence and freedom, but I love being with her when I can. I also enjoy watching other men's reactions when I am with her. You see, she's never won a beauty show, simply because she has never entered one. She has a lot more personality than the girls who do enter them. No, my girl would be more likely to enter "amateur night" at a local club and win hands down. And speaking of clubs, I love to watch the guys ogle her as she walks by them. Her name is Melanie, a blond normally, though she has dyed it a few shades darker from time to time. She's tall (5'9") and in good shape (135 - 140lbs). Her breasts are 34B, and very perky. She's generally quiet and pretty shy but she has a wild side deep down especially if she has been drinking and is turned on. My favorite physical attributes of hers are her butt, legs and pouty lips. According to how the guys react, every attribute is their favorite. And while guys love to look at her, I enjoy checking out the ladies. That is why I agreed to her idea one night when we were sitting at the computer, checking out websites online. "Hey Jay, do you ever go on any adult sites?" she asked. Gulp. "Uh, yeah, I have in the past. Why do you ask?" "I don't know. I have a girlfriend who is on one, and she uses her webcam and chats with different people all over the world. I have been wondering what it would be like," Melanie replied. "Well, I've never used a webcam before. I wonder how hard it would be," I said, silently contemplating the thought of seeing someone else, possibly naked. "Well, it can't be too bad. She's not a nerd or a geek, and she set hers up by herself," she said. "Okay, let's go buy one then," I replied. Melanie grabbed me up by the hand and started for the door. I almost asked her where we were going, and then it hit me; we're going to buy a webcam now! So we went down to the local Wally World and purchased one that had a USB hookup, and claimed it was easy to setup. Back home Melanie unpacked the box like a madwoman and started reading the instructions before I could get the computer booted up completely. By the time the desktop was on the screen she was ready to install the software and hook it up. She followed the instructions, and within 5 minutes the webcam was up and running. "Now let's have some fun with this thing," Melanie said. "What kind of fun?" I asked her quizzically. "You know, adult site fun," she said as she poked me playfully in the arm. She grabbed the wireless keyboard from in front of me and started a Google™ search for adult sites. She found one for only ten dollars a month. I asked her why join a pay site, and she said that she thought the quality of people on a pay site would be better than the ones who just wanted a freebie. That made sense to me! After registering her information and giving her credit card number, she created a profile of herself. I had to admit that she was pretty accurate in her description of her body. It wasn't long until chats began to pop up, wanting to cyber with her. Most of the chats are not interesting, and she bounced from one to another until she found herself interested in one of them in particular. "Hey Mel22, wanna talk?" "Hey Wanderer, I guess so." "Do you have a cam?" "We just bought one tonight." "We?" "Yeah, me and my boyfriend." "Does he like to watch too?" Melanie looked at me and I nodded in agreement. "He says he does." "Why don't you turn it on Mel22?" Melanie got the webcam going again, and he turned his on. He seemed to be in his middle 30's with a rather muscular body, and I could tell that he definitely worked outdoors from the tan that he had and the roughened skin. Most likely a construction worker I figured. "Okay, I can see you now. Can you see me?" Wanderer asked. "Yes, I can see you," Melanie typed. "Now I want to see more of you," Wanderer replied. Melanie instantly understood, so she stood up from where she was sitting and removed all of her clothing except for her bra and panties and tossed them on the floor beside the desk. Wanderer saw that she was undressing and he did the same, leaving only his boxers on. I moved my chair to the side of the desk so that I could watch what was about to unfold before my eyes. Melanie was wearing a light yellow colored sports bra, and a pair of light pink panties that had the word "love" written across her ass. "I like sports bras, but I want to see what is under yours," Wanderer typed. Melanie grabbed the bra from the bottom edge with both hands and pulled it up slowly over her head, revealing her firm, taut breasts and quarter sized nipples, which were already starting to harden. Then she sat upright and began to type again. "Okay, now that you've seen mine, how about yours?" Wanderer reached down with both of his hands and removed his boxers by sliding them down his legs as he raised them away from the chair. I could tell that Mel was really starting to get turned on. Wanderer reached down with his left hand and started to stroke his cock as he typed. "Have you ever watched another man masturbate for you online Mel?" "No, but I want to watch you," Melanie typed back. "Alright then, give me my final prize and I will gladly shoot my load for you." Melanie leaned back and put both of her index fingers in the front of her panties and pushed them down slowly, so that her pussy was revealed to him a little at a time, almost teasingly. The light from the monitor shone on the lips as she raised her ass to lower the panties. The glistening on her vagina from the juices that were starting to ooze forth was the first thing to catch my eye. I was not interested in watching another man jack off, but Melanie seemed to be enthralled in watching him stroke his cock, so I turned my chair to a better angle so that I could watch her. I glanced over at the screen and saw that he was fully erect now and clearly enjoying the view. Both of them had quit typing and were fondling themselves. Melanie had taken her right hand and moved it down to her vagina and started to rub her clit with the tip of her index finger. She brought the left one up to her left breast and cupped it underneath, letting her fingers flow upwards towards her nipples. Her eyes were glued to the screen as she watched him masturbate while she did the same. Her finger continued to move in circles on her clit, and a small pool was forming on the cloth of the seat of the chair just below her pussy lips. Watching her so rapt in attention on another man was starting to turn me on. We had never involved anyone else in our lovemaking, and all of this was new territory for her and me. Melanie's left hand came down to join her right hand, and she inserted the middle finger of her left hand into her vagina and started a slow pumping motion, going in and out, and as she did, she let her hand ride over the fullness of her pussy lips and over the top of her right hand which was getting more aggressive in its actions. Then she inserted her index finger and shortened her strokes so that her fingers never left the inside of her vagina. Her eyes were still glued to the screen, and from her reaction I gathered that he must be close to coming, as she was straining a little more to see. Then all of a sudden Mel started to buck her hips, and she leaned her head back, no longer interested in what was happening on the screen. Her hand movements increased in their fury until she cried out as a wave of orgasm rocked her body into spasms, as she continued to pump her hand furiously in and out of her now soaking wet cunt. I watched with rapture, caught up in the moment as the tenseness that had built in her face from the orgasm now changed to a smile as her movements slowed. Then she reached down and grabbed her panties and wiped the juices off of her hands and began to type. "Wow that was great. And you are now soaked in your own cum too." "Yeah, you have a really nice body, and very perky tits, which I love," he typed back. "Your cock is a nice size too. I hope one day we can do this again. But for now I need to take care of my boyfriend." And with that she clicked off the screen and turned toward me. We made love for several hours that night. It was if she couldn't get enough. At first I was worried that she wasn't fucking me, she was fucking him in her mind. But then my cock told me not to worry about it, that it felt good either way, and that I should just go with the flow. So I did, and we both slept late the next day from sheer exhaustion. *** The next morning I woke up and Melanie was sitting at the computer checking her emails. It turns out that she had an email from the man that she had cybersex with the night before. Come to find out he's married and lives in the same town that we live in. "Oh shit", I thought. "I hope he isn't some creep that could stalk or kill her, or maybe us both." Melanie must have been reading my mind, as she spoke up quickly. "He says here that he is an engineer and his wife is a homemaker. They are having a party this Saturday night and noticed that we live locally to them. We're invited to their party if we want to come." "I'm not so sure Mel. What if they are a bunch of crazies? We really don't know who we are getting mixed up with." "Well Jay that is part of the excitement for me. Besides, we live in the same town, so we're bound to run into each other sooner or later. And what would happen then?" "Yeah, I guess you're right hon." "Okay, I sent a reply telling him to send me the instructions on how to get to his house. I know some people that I can ask and find out if this couple seems legit in the meantime." Then she came back to bed and we made love once again, before getting dressed and going about our day. Saturday was still two days away so I was hoping she could find out something about them before we went to the party. *** The Wanderer*** I had just sat down in front of the computer to see if there was anything new on the site that caught our interest. A list of new subscribers popped up, and a Mel22 sounded interesting to me. You see, me and my wife have a great relationship, and the sex is wonderful, but we like to take it to new heights, so we do webcam's from time to time on an adult site that we are members of. We both enjoy threesomes, mainly M/F/F, and from time to time we host parties for swingers at our house, and if someone looks really promising, we'll invite them and have them for our private session later on. I won't get into details on this part, as what happened later on was more than enough to tell. But this Mel22 wound up being a really sexy girl. I had kinda wished that my wife Paula could have sat to the side of the computer while she watched me have cybersex with this girl. It wouldn't have been the first time that she had watched, but the instances were few and far between. Sometimes Paula would wind up getting pretty turned on from watching the action, and the sex that night would be really intense. I liked what I saw on display from Mel22 so I invited her and her boyfriend, who evidently was in the room watching her at the same time, to our party that coming Saturday. 7pm arrived that Saturday night, and 2 other couples that we had invited had already shown up, and drinks were being passed around to those who wanted one. Some of the ladies were drinking cocktails, while most of the men either had a shot of whiskey, or a beer. I had given up on the new couple even showing up when the doorbell rang about 7:15pm. There in front of me was a body that I could not forget. This gorgeous blond with hair streaming down around her head, neck and face looked me in the eye and we instantly recognized each other. She broke into a smile and turned and looked at her boyfriend as if he was supposed to say something. Jay held out his hand, "Hi, I'm Jay and this is Melanie," pointing to the luscious girl that I couldn't take my eyes off of. She was even prettier in person than on the webcam. Her lips were full, almost a little pouty, and the blond hair fell down about her face in wisps, and as she reached up to wipe a few of them away, her breasts came into view as they were pulled upward by the motion, and not constrained by any sort of bra. The low cut of the white top left little to the imagination, as the material was also thin, and I was mesmerized once again as I had been 2 nights ago sitting in front of my computer. Paula approached the front door and held out her hand to Melanie. "Welcome, please pardon my husbands lack of manners and come in to our home and make yourselves comfortable." I muttered something and stood to the side to let them enter. Paula looked Melanie over and exclaimed, "Wow, you're even prettier than Mick said that you were." Melanie in one of her shy moments just blushed and said a quick "thank you" and went on into the room, while I led Jay over to the bar to fix a drink for Mel and get a beer for him. The other couples in the room introduced themselves to Jay and Melanie, and handshakes and pleasantries were exchanged. Everyone settled down into the furniture in the living room after the drinks were poured and passed out and most everyone made idle chatter from time to time. I still couldn't take my eyes off of this young female that was sitting before me. She had a pair of dark sunglasses on, as the sun was still pretty bright as it started to set in the west, but now she had lifted them up so that they were propped on top of her head once she stepped inside. The white top was form fitting, but not too tight. The outline of her breasts could easily be seen, and the hourglass figure that accentuated them was tucked into a pair of snug jeans that highlighted the thighs and legs that I had glimpsed last night. As the music played in the background, a slow tune came on, and the other two couples got up to dance in the middle of the floor. We had cleared the coffee table from the room just for this purpose, as the evenings usually started to heat up when the dancing began. Paula tugged on my arm to motion to me that she wanted to dance. I quickly obliged, as I needed a slight diversion for the moment from the thoughts that were causing a bulge to grow in my shorts. As we would spin in the room, I would catch myself looking to see what Melanie was doing, and most of the time she was sipping on her drink and talking to Jay. Occasionally I would see her looking at me, and I could tell that at least for the moment she was deep in thought. Thinking of fucking my brains out is what I was hoping. I surely wanted to reciprocate. Some faster music came on and we went back to our seats, and Melanie got up to use the bathroom. As she passed by my chair, she let her fingers caress my arm as she walked by. Chills went up and down my body as I felt her nails lightly scrape along my sleeve. Jay got up and grabbed himself another beer, and poured Melanie another drink so that she would have a fresh one when she returned. She came back shortly and we continued the small talk so that we could get to know one another much better. Just as Melanie emptied her second glass, another slow song came on and we all got up to dance this time. There was a close proximity between everyone as there were 4 couples vying for room on the "dance floor". Periodically Mel and Jay and me and Paula would wind up back to back, and I would feel something brush against the back of my pants, and when I turned my eye, Jay had his back to me with Melanie's hands down around his ass, and she would smile and wink at me. This girl sure knew how to flirt, and it was working its magic on me. I noticed a couple of times that she seemed a little unsteady on her feet, but they both seemed to be enjoying themselves at the party, so I didn't think anymore about it. Once more we found ourselves side by side and when I turned to look, Melanie was kissing Jay, and the other 2 couples had joined in. Not wanting to feel left out, I leaned down to Paula and she parted her lips as I probed her mouth with my tongue. My cock had started to rise to the occasion, and now it was really straining at its confines. When I looked around the room, I saw that the other 2 couples had started to share their partners, and Jay and Melanie were stilling dancing slowly, but also engrossed in watching the action that was taking place near them. As we continued to dance, I came within earshot of Jay and Melanie, and I heard Jay ask her what she wanted to do, obviously in reference to what was taking place near them. The words I heard next almost made me come right then and there. "I want to take Mick to his bedroom and screw his brains out. My pussy is aching to be filled, I'm so horny, and I want that cock that I watched on the screen the other night inside of me right now." From the look on Jay's face, I could tell that it wasn't the answer that he was expecting, but I didn't see a sign of him getting pissed at the idea either. Melanie turned towards me and whispered something almost inaudible in my ear, but after what I had just heard, I didn't have to ask her to repeat it. I turned loose of my wife and grabbed Melanie by the hand and headed upstairs to our master bedroom to take her up on her offer. Jay looked like he was lost for a second and as me and Melanie headed for the stairs, I saw Paula wink at Jay and grab his arm as they followed us up to the second floor. As we entered the master bedroom, I heard Melanie gasp and for a moment was afraid that she might back out, but I turned and saw her pointing to the camera that we have on a tripod that we use to film us sometimes when we're feeling adventurous. Occasionally we will post the video on one of the free file servers for other friends to enjoy. "Jay," she said as she held her finger towards the camera, "You operate the camera at the studio all day, so I know that you can use that one. I want you to film me and Mick here while we have sex." Jay stuttered and mumbled something, almost in a sound of disbelief, and he made his way over to the camera and shortly I saw the red light come on to indicate that it was filming. Melanie encircled my neck with her arms and we spent a long time kissing. As we did, my hands worked her belt open, flicked open the button on her jeans and worked the fly down. I propped myself up, our mouths still locked together, so that she could access the buttons on my shirt and one by one they yielded to her fingers. With Jay behind me as he filmed away, I helped Melanie her slide the shirt down off of my shoulders then shrugged it off. Her hands played across my back and shoulders, caressing me with small movements. One of her hands held the back of my head while the other stroked my chest, pinching and pulling my nipples. I slid my free hand downwards, opening her jeans and I began to work my way under the material. I stopped as my fingers encountered the lacy elastic tops of her panties. I began to trace the outline of them, my fingers bolder and slipping slightly lower as her kissing showed no sign of pause or abatement. Finally I slid my hand all the way down, cupping her sex through the lace material. The heat was tremendous and I could distinctly feel the outline of her pussy lips. She moaned into my mouth and bucked against me, so I squeezed and teased her, running the point of my index finger along the length of her opening. I could feel her gasp and she wriggled away from under me. I thought she had suddenly come to her senses and was calling it off. But I was wrong. Instead she let her pants drop to the floor and she stepped free of them. Amateur Night with the Webcam "Come here," Melanie said, looking straight at me. I ran my eyes along the full length of her body. Her hair hung down around her shoulders, her normally pale cheeks were flushed and her lips red. Melanie moved towards me and I stood, pulling her towards me. We stood and kissed this time, my head bent down towards her upturned face. I saw Jay keeping the camera turned toward us as he followed our every move with the lens. I turned Melanie so she faced the camera with her back to me. My hands caressed her waist, and then they slid down to her panties. I grabbed her shirt, and pulled it up to reveal the edge of her bra. Her hands moved behind her and she began to caress me, squeezing my shaft, her fingers deft instruments of pleasure. She began to work my fly down, then she edged her fingers inside my shorts. "Take off her top," Paula said, now deciding to help direct the film, and I realized that what Melanie was doing to me was invisible to the camera. I pushed myself against her hand, small subtle movements of my hips designed to encourage her without revealing it to Paula. My hand slipped under the bottom of the shirt and continued to lift it over her head, causing Melanie to pause what she was doing so that she could raise her arms to allow me to remove the shirt. Melanie leaned back against me, her hand falling back down to my crotch and continuing to stimulate me while her head rested against my chest. She turned around to face me and bent her head downward and with small darting movements of her tongue flicked at my nipple and chest. Again she rested her head against my chest, this time her forehead lying on my shoulder. Her hand again sought and found my bulge and as it slipped inside the open fly I saw the camera turn once again, evidently keeping us framed perfectly. From the angle of the lens I guessed it was focusing on her hand action. I closed my eyes and savored her languid wrist motion as she used the satin boxers that I was wearing as a lubricant for her pleasuring of me. My right hand stroked her thigh and lower back. Leaning down I tilted Melanie's head up and kissed her, my other hand seeking hers and placing it at the entrance to my fly in a flagrant act of command. Her fingers slipped inside, matching the motion of her tongue. Melanie's fingers withdrew after a few moments and we looked at each other. Her actions were deft, fingers flying over the belt buckle and unhooking the fly catch. She slowed the movements by holding the sides of my shorts, lowering them in stages to reveal the fully stretched tent of my boxers. Then she released them and they landed in a puddle on the floor around my ankles. Her hand caressed my erection in gentle circular motions. Then, without encouragement from either of us she leaned forward and kissed the tip of the bulge, her eyes breaking their contact with mine as they sought her mouth's target. Her tongue snaked from her mouth; the tip formed into a small, hard point like a v-shape and touched the satin at the very tip of my bulge. I would've given anything to know what Melanie was thinking. Instead of me controlling the action and calling the shots, Melanie kept taking over, pushing the boundaries, her boundaries and all on her terms. I moved over to the sofa that was in the corner of the master suite and sat in the center, feeling the soft cushion moving under me as Melanie knelt behind me. Then her body was pressed against my back, her breasts lacy mounds that pressed into my shoulders. As the camera continued rolling, Melanie leaned slightly around me, her hand working down across my chest and stomach to again tease my boxers into a bulge. Her head was leaning over my shoulder and I turned to face her, sliding my tongue against her ear. In response she gripped me tightly and turned towards me, our open mouths meeting in a wild tongue kiss that was on display to the camera. I turned towards her and in doing so she began to slide around to my front. I reached back, encircled her waist with one arm and dragged her onto my lap. She laughed and squealed, then lay across my lap on her back, staring up at me. I leaned forward and kissed her again, then pushed her so that she was kneeling on the sofa, her front against the rear cushions, and her back to me. This time I pressed against her, my bulge pressed firmly into her velvety behind. I kissed her shoulder blades and the back of her neck, my hands roving freely down her body, cupping her buttocks and squeezing them. I let my kisses travel slowly down her back, then slid the back of her panties down to expose both her buttocks. When she didn't move away or protest, I began to kiss the pale skin, my tongue darting to the top of her crack. Slowly I let the kisses work upwards again. Then, unexpectedly, Melanie turned around and reached up and back and placed her arms around my neck. My hands had been resting on her waist and I now moved them to her stomach and then worked them upwards. Just as I could feel the soft underside of her breasts against my thumbs, Melanie pulled in closer towards me. She had never sunbathed topless, that was certain. The skin of her breasts were milky white, her nipples the size of a nickel and a soft pink color. They were hard, the aureole rose in tiny bumps. Her breasts were small and almost perfectly round. Melanie moved in even closer and I could feel her nipple brushing my chest. I started to cup her breast rather than just cover it, like a bra, from underneath, savoring the soft creamy flesh in my hand. Melanie slid down and knelt, parting her thighs so that her knees protruded outside my legs. At once Melanie pulled the rear of my boxers down, her hands wandering across my buttocks. Her fingernails scratched delicate patterns along the crack and underside. I kicked the boxers towards the growing untidy pile of clothes and stood there naked. Now Paula once again chimed in, encouraging the action. "Sit on the chair Mick, Melanie I want you to straddle him." I did as I was told, feeling very aroused now that I was naked and my erection was out in the open, despite it admittedly having been obvious to all. Melanie sat on top of me, her legs across mine. My cock was half caught under her, and without a moment's hesitation she raised her body, reached down and pulled it forward then sat back down. The fleeting contact of her fingers on me sent a buzz like and electric current through me. Here breasts were now directly in front of my face and I wanted to kiss them, to taste her skin. "Now, I want the action to start to get really hot and heavy, with kissing please, like lovers about to fuck.' The word sounded harsh coming unexpectedly from Paula's mouth and sent a dirty thrill through me. Melanie began to grind her hips into me again and our mouths were joined in a frenetic bout of tongue kissing. I could feel, from the back and forth motion of her crotch along my shaft, that she was stimulating her clit. Her breathing was becoming ragged, her kisses urgent and wilder. She had closed her eyes and sat back, still grinding onto me as her hair fell away over her face and shoulders. I leaned forward and took her left nipple into my mouth. Her arms clasped the back of my neck and held me there as I sucked, licked and bit it. I leaned my head back and asked Melanie, "Are you sure that you want what we're about to do filmed?" I asked. "I mean, once we've finished the shoot, the deed is done and I'm keeping that tape!" "Yes. I want this. And I want a copy of that tape. I'm posting this when we get back home." Jay's eyes widened at those words, but he didn't miss a beat and kept on filming. I saw her relax with a smile straight away. She stepped from my lap and turned her back to me, then bent over, her legs straight and pulled her panties down, kicking them off. With a coy look over her shoulder at me, she walked across to the couch and lay down, her head against the armrest once again. She beckoned me over with her forefinger and I stood and walked to her. I was stunned to see that her pussy was completely bald. I knelt beside the couch and we kissed again. I worked my mouth down along her body, across her breasts and paused to run my tongue in and around her navel. I flicked the tip of my tongue across the top of her pussy, feeling her hips rise slightly towards me in anticipation. She parted her thighs and I slowly traced down her outer lips, gaining great pleasure from the way her body shuddered in response. She possessed a neat package, very little skin exposed beyond the obvious slit. I used my fingers to part her and found a dark pink, wet inner. Again I traced the tip of my tongue along her inner area, barely touching her but enough to elicit a low moan. I had to fight to keep my self-control, to avoid slamming my mouth against her. Breaking contact, I moved between her legs, and then returned to my work. I licked her several times from the bottom to the top. Each time I penetrated a little deeper until finally my lips were brushing her clit and beginning to close around her sex. Melanie's breathing was ragged now, her stomach moving in small jerky movements. I clamped my mouth over her pussy, marveling at the total lack of hair, and then drove my tongue into her as far as I could. Melanie let loose a loud yell and her hips bucked upwards off the couch and I was forced to hold her down to avoid losing oral contact with her. A second later she came, a thin squeal issuing from her throat. Her head had slipped off the couch arm and it was pinned against it, her neck straining upwards, her face obscured by her long blond hair. She had one hand on the back of my head, the other pinching her own nipple. Her stomach heaved as she came and I felt a torrent of wetness release against my mouth. I slowed my tongue as her contractions slowed, until finally I broke my contact with her pussy. Melanie pulled herself back up onto the arm of the couch and brushed the blond hair from her flushed face. She slid one leg off the couch, exposing herself to me. "Fuck me Mick," she whispered. I moved into position, reached down to grasp myself, and slowly eased the head of my cock between her bald pussy lips. Pre-cum had already coated my head, but even had I been dry, the wetness in Melanie's pussy would've made it easy to enter her. I pulled back, then eased a little deeper. Then out and so on. It was driving me mad to hold back like that, but I sensed it was driving her wild too. We looked at each other and then we kissed a soft passionate kiss that quickly intensified as I began to stroke in and out. Soon our bodies, now coated with a thin sheen of sweat, were slapping together. We were grunting and moaning, whispering breathless encouragement to one another. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," Melanie said in a whispered chant. Then, without warning, she came again, the intensity of her climax bucking me out of her and almost off the couch. I tried to re-enter her, but her gyrations were too much and I had to be content to watch as she slowly came back down to earth. After she had let out a long sigh, I moved in to slide myself back into her, but she closed her legs and pushed me away. "No, no, I'm too sensitive right now after climaxing," she said, looking up at me. "Stand up." I obeyed, and watched as she swung into a sitting position in front of me. Our eyes remained locked together as she tentatively darted her tongue across the head of my cock. "Yuck, is that what I taste like?" she exclaimed. "It's an acquired taste," I smiled, realizing that she had never done this to any other man before. She persisted, her tongue gradually lapping along my entire length as though cleaning it. Then she slid her warm moist mouth over me and from the powerful sucking motion of her cheeks and accompanying tongue movements, I knew that she had definitely done this before. I began to thrust towards her, so she stopped moving her head and instead grasped my buttocks and encouraged me to fuck her mouth. I obliged, watching as her lips were pulled and pushed with each thrust. She opened her eyes and met mine and in no time at all I was on the edge of coming and had to pull free. Immediately Melanie returned to the couch, rolled onto her front and lifted her hips towards me. "Fuck me some more," she said, twisting her head to look back at me. With her flowing blond hair plastered across her cheek, shoulders and back, and her baby blue eyes imploring me to do as she asked, she looked both strangely innocent and sluttish. I looked down, grasped her buttocks and parted them, revealing her puckered pink anus as well as her now red raw pussy. I slid into her now open pussy, savoring the wetness that had not abated at all. She was no longer looking at me, her face was now buried against the couch arm, but she thrust back against each of my thrusts with my cock. I could feel the top of my shaft as I thrust into her with slow movements of my hips. I couldn't thrust too quickly as I knew that would simply make me come. Melanie's moans were muffled against the couch but still audible. Occasionally she would turn her face and look at me, her eyes reflecting the mixture of lust and pleasure. I increased my pace, pounding into her hard enough so that my abdomen slapped against her buttocks, sending ripples through her soft behind. Melanie reached down between her legs and began to fondle my balls. This started the buzzing down there, the signal that the release I had been craving all afternoon. I began to thrust with increased speed and I could hear my own breath become a series of grunts. My hand gripped her waist tightly and I knew that she was reading the signals as she once again turned to look at me. With her baby blues locked on mine I came, a long "ahhhh" escaping me like air from a punctured tire. My come was like a torrent of fluid that shot into her. I remained buried to the hilt as my climax filled her cunt. Spent, I collapsed forward, my rapidly softening member slipping from Melanie. I fell onto her, barely able to hold my weight up. She wriggled around under me until we were face to face. Her lips met mine, soft not quite chaste but a long way from the tongue entwining that we had indulged in a short while ago. I kissed her back and we exchanged an almost shy smile, a smile that acknowledged what had happened, but seemed to flinch from admitting the full ferocity of events. The absence of lust will do that. "Wow," I murmured, "that was unbelievable." "I know, I really didn't intend..." "Ssh, it's okay, I know." Melanie slid her arms around my waist and cradled me to her. We both heard small moans of pleasure coming from the corner of the room, only to discover Jay and Paula in the middle of climaxing also. Both Paula and Jay were naked, and Paula was leaning against the wall with her back facing towards Jay, and he was steadily holding the cheeks of her ass while he pumped furiously into her waiting pussy. Paula cried out as I saw her arms bending as she threw her hips back to meet Jays thrusting, and I knew that she was coming. I could see Jay's ass cheeks begin to tighten and I knew that he was filling my wife's cunt with his sperm, splashing it deep inside, of that I was sure. As their motions began to wind down, both of them looked toward us, and we all just smiled at each other as all four of us made our way onto the bed for a night of pleasure and a lot more fun.