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Car(d) Games

By: m_storyman_x



 Authors note:  This story is based two new characters that have similar names as some of my other characters.  Enjoy!  




My wife and I met Jack and Diane at square dancing lessons.  I'm not exactly sure what started the friendship between my wife Nancy and Diane, but I was pretty sure that the initial attraction for me was watching Diane's rather large breasts bounce enticingly in the thin western style button down she wore that first night.  Let's face it, I may be getting a few years on my fifty plus year old body, but I do still enjoy looking.  In this case the ten or more year younger dishwater blond, tall and thin, with breasts nearly as large as my wife's was bound to attract my attention.  

One of the rules of the instructor was to frequently change partners.  So every break, and there were a number of them in the two and a half hour evening, you picked a different partner, generally with the guys choosing.  It was no surprise that I managed to dance with Diane at least once that night, but what was a bit of a surprise was to see my wife partnered with her husband twice that night.

After thirty plus years of marriage we were both pretty comfortable with our relationship.  She knew men looked, it was inherent in the breed, and that was ok, as long as I didn't touch, didn't make it overly obvious and I absolutely never, ever, ever made any verbal comparison of her to someone I had seen.   So as long as I stayed inside her rules I was free to enjoy what I could see.  I wasn't completely oblivious to the fact that she too liked to look, and other than the occasional passing comment about some hot actor in a movie, she followed her own rules as well.  I expected that the passing attraction at the square dance lessons would stay just that, a passing attraction.  And so it was, for the second, third and fourth weeks lessons.  Each week I managed to find a way to dance with Diane and each week my wife somehow ended up with Jack as a partner.  It wasn't like they were the only ones we danced with or anything.  Out of six to eight squares we generally had a different partner each time.  Some of my partners were much younger, some much older and some even flirtier.   One thirty something even surprised me by grabbing my ass when she thought no one else could see.  

What was a surprise was that on the way home from the fourth nights lesson my wife told me that Jack and Diane, like us, were big NASCAR fans and she invited them over for bar-b-que and to watch Daytona on that Sunday.  You could have knocked me over with a feather.  I had learned a bit about Diane during our "encounters" at the lessons, but somehow I hadn't gotten around to that one.    

That first Sunday ended up being the start of a long string of get togethers.  Not every Sunday of course, but frequently over the next months, we swapped which of us hosted the Sunday race and enjoyed our time together enough to extend it into the evening, usually playing some type of card or board game.  I was surprised at how quickly the friendship between the four of us grew.  While like most guys, Jack and I talked on the weekends, our wives managed to find time to chat on the phone frequently during the week.  While Jack and Diane were a bit younger than we were, the four of us got along very well.

One of our more regular evening games was playing spades, a partner's type card game. Some nights we would play couple against couple, and other times guys against gals.  Usually when we played the latter the gals won.  I suppose that was because I had a tendency to bet more trump than I could actually carry, and we would get "set", or not win as many tricks as we had bet we could.  That always came with a rather nasty points penalty, which tended to make me play my next hand a bit too conservative.  The end result was that the gals usually won.  If we played couples we were much better matched because my wife could read my tendencies a bit better and compensate for my aggressive betting.  It was all only for points after all, there was no money or anything else exchanged....well usually.    

One night, playing gals against guys Diane suggested that the losers of the night had to wash the dishes, adding a little "real loss" to the game.  Even I had to admit that it made the game a bit more challenging, and close.  Despite my best efforts Jack and I lost and ended up washing the dishes while the ladies sat on the sofa and chatted, tossing occasional jibes our way while they watched us work.  

With dance lessons over, our Sunday gatherings continued, and we expanded our occasional get together into other areas.  I invited Jack to go fishing with me a few times and my wife invited both of them to go to the lake for a Saturday afternoon of boating and swimming.  If I thought Diane looked good in shorts and a T-shirt, she was absolutely stunning in the barely there bikini she wore that day.  Enough so that it was a struggle not to have a hardon showing through my swim trunks all day.  That night my wife and I had some of  the most energetic sex we'd had in a long time.  

"So what brought this on?" she asked breathlessly after the two of us climaxed for a second time.  "As if I didn't know."

"What's that?"  I asked her as I rolled off of her and lay back on the bed panting, drawing her toward me so she could snuggle against my side, her leg sliding over mine and her head moving to lay on my still heaving chest.

"I saw you staring at Diane today.  You weren't exactly being subtle about it."

"Sorry.  Wasn't trying to be obvious.  I guess she just filled out that suit a bit more than I was used to seeing."

"Yeah, Jack seemed to think the same thing about me.  If I didn't know better I'd say he wanted to get me into a suit like that."

"You would have looked good in one."  I answered.  

"I'm too old and fat for a bikini."  She answered me.

"Not even."

"Well, don't get your hopes up.  Too many eyes could see way too much if I wore something like that."

"Well, these eyes wouldn't complain.  I still like the way you look."

"Uh huh."  She said with a soft sigh.  "That's what you always say.  I still don't believe you."

That seemed to be the end of the conversation, both of us drifting off to sleep shortly after.

Sunday came and it was our turn to host for the race.  Jack and Diane showed up just after noon and a few minutes before the green flag.  We relaxed and enjoyed the race and then enjoyed some bar-b-que ribs for dinner.   

"So you boys up for dishes again tonight?  I don't feel like doing them after eating all that food!"  Diane said as we sat down around the now cleared kitchen table to play spades.  

"Ya know.  Last time we got stuck with the dishes, but if we would have won you really didn't lose anything because you would have had to do the dishes anyway.   Somehow I don't think that's quite fair."  Jack said as he settled into his chair with a fresh beer.  

"Well, you didn't complain before.  Why complain now?"  Diane chided back.  "It's not like you're going to win with Nancy and me as partners."

"You never know, we might win.  We came close two weeks ago."  Jack chided back.

"Close don't count except in horseshoes and hand grenades!"  Diane shot back with a grin.  

"Well, I still think we need a bet that costs you something more than what you'd be doing anyway."  Jack said to his wife as I sat down with a glass of soda, chuckling at the two.

"Fine.  Tell me lover...Just what do you think a fair wager would be?  A special dinner?  Maybe a massage?"

"Oh, I think it should be something Mike can enjoy too.  I mean after all if we lose we both get stuck with the dishes."  Jack said.

"Fine.  Tell me what should it be Mike?"

"Hey, don't get me in this,"  I said, holding my hands up defensively.  "This is between you and Jack."

"Smart move honey,"  Diane said before she turned back to her husband.  "Well, lover?  What's it going to be?"

"Naked." Jack said with a grin.

"Naked what?"  Diane asked, her face clearly indicating her confusion.

"Do the dishes naked!"

"No way lover.  That' ain't happening"  Diane said somewhat crossly.

"Why not?  That bikini you were wearing on the boat was damn near the same thing as being naked.  Your whole ass was exposed for Mike to ogle at."

"Lover, bare buns and bare boobs are two totally different things.  I don't mind showing my cheeks, but I thought the rest was reserved for you."

"You're the one that got the skimpiest bikini you could find for yesterday.  I just figured you wanted to show off to him.  How about you Mike?  You wanna see my wife wash the dishes butt naked?"

"Oh....don't get me involved in this!"  I answered shaking my head, glancing at my wife and seeing her shaking her head the same way.  

"You really want me showing everything off to some strange man?"

"He's not a strange man.  Besides, what are friends for?"  Jack said with a laugh.  "But if you're scared....  I'm sure I can think of something tamer."

"Tamer?  You think I need something tamer?  That I'm afraid to take your little bet?"  She snapped.  "You're on.  But if you lose you two have to do the dishes in the buff.  Now the ball's in your court sweetie.  Got the brass one's to take an even bet?"

"Michael... Don't you dare!"  My wife hissed quietly, kicking my leg under the table.

"Yeah, you better count me out of this one,"  I said to Jack, shaking my head slowly.  A much as I thought it would be pretty exciting to see Diane completely nude, it was pretty clear that my wife didn't want me getting tangled up in this little feud.  

"What no balls?  You know we could very well win,"  Jack said, looking evenly back at me.

"We could.  But we could also lose.  I'm not sure that you really win either way."  

"You don't want to see my wife doing the dishes naked?"

"I didn't say that!"

"Then it's just that you're afraid to be equally disrobed?"

I chuckled.  "In a public place maybe, but not in my own house.  No in this case I'm just not sure it's appropriate."

"You know Michael," Diane said, putting stress on my full name, which usually only my wife used when she was upset at me.  "I would have thought you would have jumped at the chance, as slim as it is, to see me naked."

"Oh trust me, I would, but I'm not at all sure my wife would either appreciate me being exposed to you, or worse yet, her being exposed to your husband."

"Really?  Nancy is that true?  You wouldn't appreciate watching the boys doing the dishes in the buff?"

"Oh.  It might be ok to see Jack, but I haven't shared my husband's best traits with anyone else.  I don't know that I want to start now."  My wife said somewhat nervously.   "Not to mention, we could lose."

"Ha.  Us lose?  When was the last time we lost against them?"

"Oh, it's been a while, but we have, and last time we played against them if they hadn't set that last hand they would have beat us.  I'm not sure I want to risk that."

"Come on Nancy, you're the one that said you wished you could see my husband without his shorts on a few weeks ago," Diane prodded.

"You said that!?"  I asked my wife in surprise, watching her cheeks turn crimson with embarrassment.

"Well, maybe I did say that," she practically whispered.

"Well then it's settled... Losing team washes the dishes in the buff!"  Jack said triumphantly.  

"NO!" my wife practically squealed.  "I could never be naked in front of a strange man!"

"Tell you what.  I'll go buff, you wear something skimpy.  How's that?  IF we lose, and that's a huge if, Jack gets to pick something from your dresser for you to wear.  How's that sound?"  Diane said to my still blushing wife.

"I hope I don't regret this."  Nancy answered quietly as Diane turned her attention to me.  "But it has to cover both my top and bottom!  No half outfits or anything!"

"How about that?  Sound fair?  That way she isn't naked in the unlikely event that we lose,"  Diane said, looking directly at me for my approval.  "But I really am looking forward to seeing you butt naked, especially after the huge bulge you had in your swim suit at the lake!"

I thought about it for a minute, looking to my wife for some sign of approval.  I wasn't sure we could win, but if we did I was pretty comfortable now that the most she would be showing was a little skin.  Her dresser didn't have anything more revealing than maybe some skimpy panties and a lacy bra.  All the really sexy stuff I'd bought her over the years was tucked away in the overflow dresser in the closet.  So the real question came down to, was it worth the risk losing and having to be naked  in front of Diane against the chance to see her naked?  My cock, already hardening at just the thought of seeing those big firm tits naked pretty much made up my mind for me.  "Ok.  I'm in."

The game, which usually went about an hour and a half was still being hard fought well past two hours, but with both of us nearly tied the next hand or two could end the game in either teams favor.  

Jack and I pushed it just a little too hard trying to break over that thousand  point winning threshold, going set and dropping down another forty points.  I groaned loudly as the ladies added up the score and found themselves within five points of winning.  It looked like we were definitely going to lose, barring a miracle.

Diane dealt the next hand with a distinctly triumphant look.  I looked at my hand and knew that we had little chance of making up the score we needed.  I had maybe four tricks I could count on out of the thirteen. My wife bid three, a very conservative bid.  I was actually shocked when Jack pulled our bid up to 7 tricks, which would theoretically get us enough points to get over the thousand points. When the bid came back around to Diane she jacked their bid up to eight, an extremely confident look on her crooked smile.  

Around the table we went, laying our cards the ladies taking some and Jack and myself taking some.  One of us was not going to make their bid.  When Jack picked up our sixth trick we both knew that the girls were going to go set.  The only question was were we?  All we had to do was take one more trick of the last three.  The ladies took the next and the one after that.  We all tossed our cards out for the last trick, which my ten of hearts took, much to my surprise.

I could almost hear Diane groan as she scribbled the numbers on the score pad, subtracting the 80 from their 995 score and adding 70 to our 932.

"I can't believe that they won!"  Diane said, her face a harsh frown as she slowly shook her head.  "All we had to do was win that last hand and we had 'em.  How did we lose that?"

"You over bid my dear!  Looks like you're the one that's going to be washing the dishes in the buff, not us!"  Jack chided her.  "One of these days you're going to learn not to gamble with what you're not willing to lose!"

"Damn."  My wife swore under her breath, a very surprising comment coming from her.  She just didn't swear.   I began to wonder if winning was actually my smartest decision.  

"Well...  I guess we better go get ready Nancy.  Seems we're going to be the main entertainment."  Diane said quietly.

"No. You're going to be the main attraction.  I'm most definitely NOT going naked!"  my wife practically snapped.

"Don't worry.  My husband can only pick from whatever you have in your dresser.  Jack.  Please pick something reasonable?"  She said, turning to her husband as she finished.  

"Not to worry.  I promise to not fondle your panties too much!"  Jack said with a grin as he got up from the table.  We all got up and followed him down the hall to the master bedroom where he already had the light on and was opening the top drawer of my wife's dresser.  He dug through the panties for a minute, selecting a pair of fairly skimpy red ones before closing the drawer and moving to the second one containing her bras.  He dug around in the drawer for a minute and then with a very wide grin pulled out a wad of material that seemed to be a bunch of white feathery material.  "Now this is perfect!"  Jack said with a grin, dropping the red panties on the dresser and shaking out the wad of cloth.  What he had found tucked in the back of the drawer was a completely sheer white panty and bra set with white feathery fluff around the waist of the panties and bordering the cups of the bra.  

"Oh lord no!"  My wife breathed quietly while shaking her head.  "I'm not wearing that....No way!"

"You did say anything in the dresser!"  Jack answered with a grin.

"No way.  That was not part of the deal!"  I objected.  "Panties and bra.  That's it!"

"Well, these are panties and a bra."  Jack said holding them up.  "They're  just a little more revealing than we expected."

"Jack, you can't do this.  I know you want to see her naked...but if she doesn't want to we're not going to make her!"  Diane said to her husband as she walked over and took the sheer outfit from him.  "Now you two get out.  Go sit in the living room and we'll be out in a bit."  She finished, pushing us both toward the bedroom door.

"Too bad she won't wear that outfit."  Jack said as we walked down the hall, the bedroom door closing behind us.

"I never would have agreed if I'd have known that was in there.  I figured a panty and bra.  I've been trying to get her into a bikini for a long time.  She did once, just for me, but she wouldn't take off the t-shirt she put on over it."

"Too bad.  I think she's pretty damn good looking, and her boobs, I mean, damn."  Jack said as he pulled one of the recliners around to face the kitchen and then dropped into it.  

"Her tits aren't any bigger than your wife's," I said as I pulled the other recliner around.

"Maybe not bigger, but from what I've seen so far they're big and round and soft, just the way I love 'em."

"Well, don't get too eager to see them let alone touch 'em.  That just isn't my wife.  I'm surprised that Diane is doing this."

"I'm not, but last night she fucked my brains out.  She was so horny from you seeing her in that suit.   I think she's been wanting to find a way to flash you more.  I can't explain it."

"I can't either."  I said as the bedroom door down the hall opened.

"Ready or not, here we come!"  Diane called.  

Sure enough, here she came, without a single stitch of clothing on, walking with one foot almost crossing the other with each step, her hips swaying side to side and her big round breasts bouncing ever so slightly with each step.  Each breast would easily fill both hands and each one had a large round bright pink areola that covered nearly a third of the front of each breast.  Her nipples, each centered perfectly in the middle of each areola were easily as big around as my finger and stuck out as far as they were round.  She walked right down the middle of the kitchen and stopped even with the sink.  She stepped her feet apart, putting both hands on her hips to frame her completely shaved pussy.  Her lips were full and round with just a hint of pink flowery lips protruding between her full outer lips.  She stood that way for several seconds and then turned and stepped to the sink, giving me a fantastic profile view of her full breasts jutting out and her full round ass protruding behind.

Only then did I realize that my wife was following behind her, wearing of all things, the white panties and bra.  The outfit left VERY little to the imagination and I heard Jack whistle quietly at the view of her round hips and big bouncy breasts.  I could see her red cheeks, the crimson spreading down her neck to her chest.  I was even more surprised to see her big round nipples standing hard and erect, poking the sheer bra material out into two huge bumps.  She stepped to the counter next to Diane and began drying the dishes Diane was washing.  Unlike Diane, who stood at the sink washing, Nancy had to scoot back and forth across the kitchen putting things away as she dried.  Her big tits, bounced and jiggled as she moved, the neck string of the sheer bra pulling and tugging under the weight of her breasts until the tie behind her neck let loose and her big tits flopped out completely bare.  


Car(d) Games



"Oh god!"  Jack muttered as my wife's tits popped into view, and I gasped, unsure just exactly how I felt about his obvious reaction and rock hard cock bulging his shorts out.  Not that I didn't have a hardon myself, but in my case I wasn't sure if it was for my wife or Diane.  The view of my wife almost completely naked in the kitchen, a rarity to start with, definitely had me horny.  Then there was Diane, standing at the sink completely nude, her legs slowly working back and forth as she washed.  It took me several minutes before I realized she was using her thighs to rub her pussy as she got more and more turned on by the situation.  

"Ok Done!"  Diane said as she turned from the kitchen and walked into the living room where Jack and I were seated and climbed into the chair with Jack, curling up on his lap.  "I hope you two enjoyed the show!"

"Definitely!"  Jack said as I got up from the chair and followed my retreating wife down the hall.  

Nancy closed the bedroom door behind her and I opened it and followed her into the room, finding her standing and leaning with both hands on the edge of my dresser.  

"You ok?"  I asked as I stepped up behind her and slid my arms around her waist, pulling her against me.

"I guess," she whispered, her voice quavering slightly.  "Feels like you got turned on pretty well.  Did you enjoy watching Diane naked?"

"Actually I was getting really turned on watching you."  I whispered in her ear as I let my hands slide up and down her body.  I cupped one of her breasts through the sheer bra that she had fixed back in place after it fell down, and let my other hand slide down between her legs.  My fingers slipped between her legs and found her see through panties soaking wet.  "Damn sweetie.  You're pussy is dripping wet."

"I know," she whispered, her hands trembling slightly as my hands caressed her breast, my thumb rubbing back and forth across her nipple, and my other hand sliding under the edge of her panty and finding her dripping wet lips.  

"God you're wet."  I whispered before kissing her neck.

"Fuck me."  She whispered urgently.  

"Right now?"

"Uh huh."  She moaned as my finger slid between her lips and dragged across her clit.  She moved one hand from the dresser top to my hip, worming between us to undo the front of my shorts.  

I let her work my shorts loose and slide them down while I kept stroking her pussy, my fingers working back and forth between her lips and my palm rubbing her dark curls.  Her hand pushed my underwear down in front, freeing my rock hard shaft before moving to her own panties and working them down.  She wiggled her hips as she worked the panties over them, my cock settling between her cheeks.

"Ohhh damn  I'm horny!"  I groaned as her hand closed around my cock and tried to push it down toward her pussy as she bent over farther.  I let go of her big soft tit and stepped back enough to let her get my cock down between her legs.  

"So am I...God I want your cock inside me right now!"  She half moaned as she rubbed my head up and down between her sopping wet pussy lips.  I felt my cockhead find the entrance to her tunnel and instinctively pushed forward, pushing my engorged head into her tunnel and the silky smooth wetness within.  "Oh god  yesssss!"  she hissed as I began sliding my cock in and out, each stroke working it deeper and deeper until I was stroking my cock all the way into her, my hips slapping against her bare ass.  

"Jesus yes!" I groaned as I pounded into her each impact making her whole body shake.  I slid a hand up to the tie around her neck and undid the bow there, letting the halter type top swing free, allowing her big tits to swing like pendulums with each stroke into her.  I looked over and saw us in profile in her full length dressing mirror, her tits swinging crazily and sexily, driving my impending climax to within moments of release.

"OHHHHH FUCK I'm CUMMING!"  Nancy suddenly squealed, her vocal outburst so unexpected and out of character for her that it triggered my own climax.  

My whole body jerked, slamming my cock deep into her as I unloaded a huge shot of hot cum deep into her pussy.  My body jerked time and again, pumping more of my pent up cum into her until my cock finally began to soften.  I bent over and wrapped both arms around her waist, crossing them under her and allowing my hands to cup and support her big soft tits.

"Damn that was hot.  I can't remember the last time we fucked like that."  I panted.

"I can.  It was back when we were first living together."  Nancy answered just as breathlessly.  "What happened?"

"Wha'd you mean?"  

"When Diane told me that going out there in this would get me turned on, I didn't believe her.  I just thought I would be way too embarrassed to get turned on, but the longer I was out there the wetter I could feel my pussy get, and when my top popped and my tits were exposed I swear I thought I was going to cum right there."

"Well, I was sure enjoying the show.  I wasn't so sure that I wanted Jack looking at your tits, but he didn't seem to mind me looking at Diane one bit."

"He didn't.  Diane told me that when they were younger they'd flash people sometimes, but never anyone they knew, and then they'd go home and fuck like wild people.  This was the first time she showed off for someone she knew."

"Well, it sure seemed to get her turned on."  I said as my wife straightened up after my cock slid out of her and turned in my arms.  She lifted her lips to mine and kissed me long and slow, one of the more passionate kissed we'd had in a long time.  "I better put a robe on and go see if our guests are still here."

"Yeah." I answered as she stepped back.  I watched her step out of the panties and then pull the top the rest of the way off before going to the closet and getting a robe out.  She wrapped herself in the plush robe while I pulled my shorts and underwear up.  I followed her to the door and we walked quietly down the hall.  

Even from the hall we could tell they were still here.  Diane's soft cries of pleasure were easy to make out over Jack's deeper grunts.  We slowed and crept to where we could peak around the refrigerator and into the living room, finding Jack laid back on the recliner with Diane bouncing wildly up and down on his lap.  She sat facing away from Jack and toward us, her hands on his knees as she bent at the waist, pumping her ass up and down.   I stared at her bald pussy, framed by her creamy thighs and her wildly swinging tits, his cock disappearing in and out of her pussy with an audible squishing sound.  

"Damn look at that!"  I whispered to Nancy as we watched our friends fucking in our own living room.  I couldn't really help myself, just watching her bouncing on his shaft had me quickly hardening again.  I let my hands gently gather Nancy's robe up toward her waist until I could get my hands on her bare ass, stroking it slowly.

"Michael!"  Nancy hissed quietly, trying to push my hands away from her bare ass.

"What?"  I whispered back, sliding one hand down under her ass where my fingers could tease between her legs and stroke her sopping wet pussy.  With my other hand I reached around and slipped it into the front of her robe, searching for her round breast and cupping it gently.

"Would you stop?"

"No."  I whispered back.  "You can't tell me that isn't making you horny."

"Sure, but I'm not going to have sex with you right here!"

"Why not?"  I asked as I let my hand slide down from her breast and pull the tie on her robe, freeing the two sides which she grabbed and pulled back together.

"Stop it now."

"I'd rather not."  I whispered, pulling her back and turning her around so her back was against the side of the refrigerator and the two of us were out of sight of Jack and Diane.  I slid both hands into her robe and used my wrists to push the sides apart as I slid them down to her hips, lowering my face toward hers at the same time.  I pressed my lips softly against hers, tasting her wet lips and her hot breath.  

"Mmmmmmm"  she moaned softly as one of my hands moved back to her left breast and my other slid the rest of the way down to her mound, slipping a finger between her legs and against her clit as I pushed it between her wet pussy lips.  

"You like?"  I asked briefly as we broke the kiss to take a breath.

"Uh huh."  She sighed as my finger between her legs stroked softly in and out between them, rubbing across her clit tantalizingly.

It was several more minutes of attention to her pussy and her lips before I felt her hands tugging at the snap of my shorts.  She quickly had my shorts open and pushed the front of my underwear down, cupping my balls with one hand and wrapping the other around my rock hard shaft.  

"God, you are turned on, aren't you?"  She whispered as she spread her legs farther apart, letting my hand dive deeper between them.  

I pushed my finger deep up into her tunnel, wiggling it slightly while squeezing her breast, my thumb rubbing back and forth across her nipple.  She responded, eagerly stroking my rock hard cock.  "Ohhhh god yes."  I whispered as I leaned back into her and brushed my lips against hers.  "You turn me on so much."

"Are you sure it's me?"  She breathed heavily as my fingers worked her body.

"Oh yeah!"  I answered, moving both hands down and around to her ass.  I cupped both cheeks and then suddenly lifted her off her feet, her legs swinging out on either side of my hips.  I turned and shuffled the few steps to the kitchen table where we had been playing cards such a short time ago.  

"What are you doing?"  She squealed as I set her ass on the table and moved back slightly.  I pushed my cock down and let my head engage into her pussy and then pushed my hard shaft deep into her, letting her wonderfully silky and wet pussy envelope my entire length, her moan punctuating her own statement.

She put one hand on my chest and tried to push me away but I held onto her hips and began sliding my cock in and out of her wet tunnel, bringing a satisfying groan from deep within me.  I plunged my cock in and out of her pussy, letting my head slam into the end of her tunnel with each stoke, just the way she liked it.  Her whole body shook as she leaned back on her elbows, lifting her legs up and out slightly to give me better room.  "God I don't believe I'm doing this!"  she moaned as my hips slapped against her ass, making her tits bounce and wiggle before me.  

"Uh huh."  I grunted as I continued stroking into her.  I let go of her ass with one hand and lay it on her mound, my thumb finding her hard exposed clit and rubbing back and forth in time with my strokes.

"Oh shit!  You're going to make me cum!"  she squealed breathlessly.

"That's the idea!"  I grunted in response.

"It's working!"  she squealed again as her body trembled, her pussy clenching around my shaft.  Her response increased the pressure around my head as my pumping in and out of her continued to massage both of us delightfully.  Her climax had barely peaked when my own orgasm boiled to the surface, spewing shot after shot of cum into her as my body jerked and twitched uncontrollably.  I finally stood there panting after what seemed like an hour of my body climaxing and filling my wife's pussy.  

"Good lord." My wife groaned as she lay back on the table and pulled the robe around her, covering her tits and pussy.  "I can't believe we did that."

"Well.  At least we don't have to worry about who washes dishes naked again."  I said with a chuckle, looking over at where Diane was sitting on Jack's lap, looking toward me and waiting for me to pull back.  With a little grin I pulled my still semi-hard cock from Nancy, unleashing a flood of our combined cum that leaked from her pussy and dripped on the floor.  I saw Diane's eyebrows rise when she saw how large I was.  I stepped out of my shorts and turned to walk down the hall to the linen closet.  I pulled a couple towels out and carried them back to the kitchen, setting one on my wife's lap so she could wipe herself off and then walked over to hand one to Diane.  She took the towel from me and stared at my shrinking cock as she unfolded the towel and then reached down to cover her own pussy as she stood up off of Jack, using the towel to catch what he had deposited inside her.

"Well.  I guess we all won this time.  Don't you think Nancy?"  Diane called to my wife, who was now sitting up on the edge of the table.

She turned and frowned at Diane, shaking her head slightly.  "I wasn't planning on being naked, or screwing in front of anyone else.  So I'm not sure if it's a win or not."

"Trust me, it is." I said as I walked back to her and reached out to hug her.  "I mean you did enjoy it, didn't you?"

"Well...Maybe a little."

"If that was a little I can't wait to see you have a really big orgasm!"  Diane said as she walked over to us.  She reached out and gave my wife's shoulder a gentle squeeze.  "I think we better go home.  We might even make it before Jack has to jump my bones again."  She said with a giggle.  

"Come on honey!"  Jack called "Race you to the car!"

"Naked?"  Diane asked over her shoulder.

"Hell yes!  No point in putting on clothes I'm just going to take back off of you."

"See you guys later."  Diane said, reaching out and pulling me to her for a hug.  While the hug was not unusual, feeling her rock hard nipples press into my chest and her hand sneak between us to grab my cock was. Not that I was complaining.  It felt pretty damn good.  I'd started out hoping to see her naked and ended the day watching her naked, being fucked and getting felt up as she pressed her naked body against mine.  My mind briefly wondered if the day could get any better.  "Someday I'm going to fuck you silly!"  she whispered in my ear before breaking the embrace and turning to follow her husband to the front door.  My last thought was "good thing we live in the country!"  as she disappeared out the front door butt naked.



*************  

For the next several weeks sex between my wife and myself was...well...pretty fucking hot and pretty fucking frequent.  Due to a number of time conflicts our routine card game had been put on hold, which after the last one was probably a good idea.  I suspected that Diane would find a way to push the envelope even farther.  From Jack's comments I suspected she wanted to get my cock inside her, and while I wasn't about to object, my wife most certainly would.  To that end I tried to put the idea out of my mind, although it did seem to sneak back in while I was pumping my wife in the same recliner that Diane had used to fuck Jack.  

The next evening was slated to be our next get together with Jack and Diane, an evening race and maybe cards, with the latter yet to be determined.  

It had been a hot day, so I wasn't overly surprised to see Diane wearing a rather scant outfit, in this case a yellow tube dress, that looked like little more than a tube of spandex running from her armpits down to mid thigh.  I wondered briefly if she was wearing anything under it, but didn't have long to wait to find out.  My wife had barely turned to walk back toward the kitchen after greeting them when Diane reached out and quickly pulled my hand to her crotch, sliding it up under the hem of the dress to her obviously bare pussy.  She grinned at my stunned look and then released my hand, walking past with a wink, to follow my wife to the kitchen.  

"How's it going Mike?"  Jack asked as he walked in the door with a large paper sack.  "Diane wanted me to bring this stuff for Nancy.  No idea what it is though."  He said as I closed the front door behind him.

"Looks like a bunch of clothes,"  I said as I looked in the top of the bag.  

"Yeah.  Some dresses and stuff I guess.  She was digging in the closet earlier today and thought maybe Nancy would like some of this."

"Well, good luck with that.  She's not much on dresses.  She's always been a bit more of a pants person.  Comes with teaching I guess."  I said as I followed him toward the kitchen.  Diane took the bag from Jack as we entered the kitchen.

"Why don't you boys go get the race coverage on.  We have some girl talk to do."

"Yes ma'am," Jack answered with a shrug.  The two of us retreated to the living room and settled in to watch the pre-race show, me on the dual recliner sofa, my normal seat, Jack in the oversized recliner on the other side of the end table.  We watched the commentators running through the race lineup as the ladies retreated to the master bedroom.  I knew better than to even think about invading "girl time".  

I hollered down the hall to the girls that it was almost time for the race to start, the pre-race activities concluded and cars making the first of their several parade laps.  It was only a few moments later that the bedroom door opened and I heard them coming down the hall, Diane's high heels clopping noisily on the hardwood.  I instinctively looked over as she rounded the corner in the kitchen, coming around the refrigerator.  She looked extremely hot in that yellow dress and matching shoes, but what really got my attention was the flash of red following behind her.  As Diane stepped around the end of the table to continue toward the living room, I could see past her, seeing my wife following behind.  I shook my head and looked again, seeing her in a short red halter top dress, the skirt barely coming down to mid-thigh.  

"Holy shit,"  I muttered as I stared at the two of them coming into the room.  "Damn sweetie!  You look spectacular!"

"Well, thank you,"  She answered sweetly as she continued over to the sofa and set down next to me, wiggling a little as she tried to hike the hem of the skirt a bit lower.  Her motions told me she wasn't completely comfortable in the dress but was wearing it none the less. I've seen her with this much leg showing before, usually in workout shorts, but this dress was very much more revealing than I would have expected her to wear, at least around someone besides me. 

As I looked over at her, not really paying attention to the start of the race, I could see her cheeks flush a little and the halter top bulging out two bumps where I knew her nipples would be.  "So what do I owe the pleasure for?"  I whispered.  

"Diane thought you might enjoy it.   I can see you do."  She said, letting her hand slide up my leg to the bulge in my shorts and giving it a quick little squeeze.  She quickly pulled her hand back to her own lap as Diane dropped into the seat on the far side of her and reclined it back, the foot rest lifting her legs up so they stuck straight out.  She kicked her heels of and let them drop noisily to the floor.

I put an arm around my wife's shoulders and pulled her toward me, forcing her to lean over against me.  She propped both feet up on Diane's foot rest and settled in against me to watch the race.  As the race progressed I couldn't help but let my hands wander up and down her bare side, my finger teasing the round side of her breast, eventually teasing inside the edge of the top of the dress.  

She tried to suppress a little grin as she pulled my other hand, wrapped around her shoulders, over her chest, pressing it against her breast.  The more I teased the side of her right breast the more she subtly squirmed against me.  I let my hand sneak in under the halter top and gently stroked my finger ever so slowly back and forth across her puckered areola, letting just the tip of my finger tease the side of her hard nipple.

"You know, you have your hands inside all that I have on," she whispered to me.  "So that means you have way more clothes on than I do.  Why don't you do something about that?"

I raised my eyebrows and looked down at her crooked little grin, realizing that she just told me she didn't have any underwear on. That itself would have been enough to surprise me, but to basically tell me to go take mine off?  I was wondering just exactly what they talked about during "girl time".




Car(d) Games



"Why don't you put those nice under armor work out shorts on.  Those are nice on a hot day."  She whispered, pulling my hand out of her top and unwinding it from around the back of her neck.

"You sure?"  I whispered back.  "I mean they're pretty thin."

"Yeah, I know."  She answered with a wink.

I got up and headed back to the bedroom.  I was surprised at the array of dresses that were spread out on the bed, some tube type dresses like Diane was currently wearing, a few halter types and a variety of what I would call sun dresses.  All of them were much shorter skirt lengths than my wife would usually wear.  I wanted to read a lot into the selections laying out, but with a sigh, concluded that this was Diane's way of "helping" my wife to loosen up a little.  I pulled a pair of my under armor workout shorts out of the overflow dresser and stripped my regular cargo pocket shorts and underwear off. I stepped into the thin workout shorts and pulled them up, my semi-hard bulging the front of the shorts out significantly.  I tried to will my cock to soften, feeling a bit self-conscious at how much was showing, but the harder I tried to make it go down the harder it seemed to want to get.  

"This isn't going to work."  I muttered to myself, shaking my head as I looked down at the bulge.  I turned off the light and headed down the hall toward the living room, my partially hard cock swinging and bulging out the front of the light weight shorts.  

"Damn!   That's one hell of a view!"  Diane said, punctuated with a wolf whistle, as I walked into the room.

I could feel my cheeks getting red as I continued to the sofa, standing in front of it, since my wife had moved over to where I had been reclining. My wife looked me up and down as I stood there, giving me an approving grin as she settled on looking at my bulging shorts.  

"Do I get my seat back?"

"I'm not sure."  She answered.  "What do you think Diane?  Should I give him his seat back?"

"Oh, I don't think so.  You're all comfortable there, might as well stay there.  He can sit between us,"  Diane answered, patting the middle seat of the sofa.  

I sat down and tried to find a comfortable position, finally ending up leaning over to the side my wife was sitting on with my feet propped up on the foot rest on Diane's side.  

"Comfortable sweetie?"  My wife asked very quietly.

"Could be better, but it'll do."  I answered, feeling one of her fingers stroke up and down my bare arm.

The race went green again and the cars running at nearly two hundred miles an hour provided a good distraction to Diane, who had moved her legs across mine, her VERY short skirt having hiked itself up until her completely shaved pussy was visible under the hem.  She pretended to be watching the race, but I suspected she knew exactly how much she was showing off, and exactly how much of what I could see was blocked from my wife's view.  And the view she was discreetly giving me was VERY nice.  But no matter how much distraction the race provided, it was hard to ignore her hand occasionally dipping between her legs, one finger sliding up between her lips, drawing the obvious wetness up across her lips.  

Her actions had my attention, and my cock rock hard inside my shorts, a fact that my wife had not missed.  I felt my wife's finger, that had been stroking my arm, move to my bare side, stroking up and down before teasing the waistband of my shorts.  Each time she stroked down my side she let her finger hook into the waistband and tug just a little, slowly, one tug at a time, working the waistband looser and looser.  Finally she shifted her shoulder closer to me, sliding her hand down inside my shorts, searching down my thigh and then wrapping her hand around my erect shaft.  

"That's awful nice," my wife whispered.

"Uh huh."  I groaned softly as she ever so slowly stroked her fingers up and down the length of my cock, teasing from my balls all the way up to the sensitive spot under my head.  Up and down her fingers moved, teasing me over and over again.  

"I know you're loving this, but I have to go potty," my wife whispered as she drew her hand back out of my shorts.  "Don't go too far."  She pushed herself up and slid out of the recliner portion of the sofa and walked away, headed down the hall toward the master bathroom .

Diane took one quick look over at her husband, who was sound asleep in the recliner, and then rolled over toward and over me, quickly lifting herself onto her knees straddling my hips, facing me.  "Now how about this?"  She whispered, pulling her skirt up with one hand and pushing the front of my shorts down to uncover my raging hardon.  She slipped a hand under the head of my cock and pulled it up against her wet pussy lips, forcing it easily between them.  She continued to push with her fingers as she lifted herself up, my head splitting her lips and rubbing along her pubic bone as she continued to push it further upright.

"There!"  she hissed softly as my head slipped into the entrance to her tunnel.  She let her weight down slowly, sinking me into her tunnel one slow inch at a time.  She let go of my cock as I disappeared into her, and reached for my hands.  With a smile she pulled both hands up to her firm round breasts and placed them one on each, her nipples pressing through the dress top into my palm.  She let go of my hands and pulled gently on the material of her dress, forcing it to slip between my hands and her tits until my hands were resting on her bare breasts.  

Up and down she began to move, slowly riding me up until only my head remained inside her, and then slowly back down, my head caressing each inch of her soft tunnel until my head pressed hard against the end of her tunnel, each stroke drawing a soft low moan from her lips.

"Oh damn," I groaned as she continued to ride me slowly, periodically leaning forward to look down the hall in the direction of my bedroom.  

As quickly as she rolled onto me, she rolled back off, pulling off my cock as she did so.  She pulled my shorts up as she settled back into her seat and then tugged the top of her dress back up over her tits.  

"Didn't miss me too much, did you?"  my wife asked as she walked back into the room.

"Nope."  I answered.

"My turn,"  Diane said, swinging her legs off the foot rest and pushing herself up.  She walked quickly past my wife and then headed down the hall.

My wife gave her a parting glance, looked over at Jack asleep in the chair, and then with a little grin, stepped over to me.  She crawled onto the sofa, straddling me and pulled her skirt up to show me her bare pussy.  "Got something to fill this with?"  She said quietly.

"Oh yeah!  I most definitely do!"  I answered pushing the front of my shorts down and lifting my cock vertical.  I rubbed my head between her lips and then felt her settle down onto me.  My already wet cock slid easily into her sopping wet pussy, quickly sliding fully in until her bare cheeks rested on my thighs.  

"Mmmmmmm I've been thinking about this for over an hour!   God I needed this."  She moaned quietly.

I reached up around her neck and pulled on the tie that held her top in place, letting the material flop down, exposing her soft full breasts and obviously rock hard nipples.  I cupped one in each hand, letting her nipples stick out between my fingers so I could squeeze them gently as I massaged her breasts.  

"Oh yes.  Oh god you are soooo going to make me cum doing that!"  She moaned.  

I saw motion out of the corner of my eye and looked past my wife to see Diane leaning against the kitchen entry.  She had her top pulled down again so her tits were fully exposed, one hand massaging her left breast and her other hand madly pumping her fingers in and out of her pussy.  

"Come on.  Come with me.  I'm almost there!"  My wife moaned as she bounced on my cock, no longer bothering to be quiet.  "Do it.  Come with me!"  

"Uh huh.  Almost,"  I groaned as I felt her legs start to tremble.  I could see Diane's body shaking and trembling as she frigged her clit frantically.  Between my wife's attentions to my body and the view of Diane going over the top, I just couldn't hold back any longer.  My body jerked convulsively, ramming my cock as deep into my wife as it could go, unleashing a gush of hot cum inside her.  Time and again my body jerked, pumping shot after shot of cum from my over stimulated cock and balls.  "Oh fuck." I panted as my body finally eased from the hard jerks to sporadic twitches, my cock beginning to soften inside her.  

My wife leaned forward as I let my hands slide around to her bare back and then down to her waist.  I pushed the waistband of her dress down farther in back until I could run my hands up and down her bare skin from her neck to her round firm butt.  

"Mmmmmmmmm   that's pretty nice too."  She murmured as she buried her face into my neck, her big soft tits squeezed between us, her nipples rubbing up and down my chest as hers heaved to catch her breath.  

I watched Diane slowly stroke her body for several more minutes before she fixed her dress and turned to walk away.  She came back a few moments later with the hand towel from the kitchen, walking right up to where my wife still sat straddling me. 

"Here sweetie, you're going to need this,"  Diane said, holding out the towel.  My wife gave her a puzzled look and Diane pushed the towel to her own crotch briefly as a silent signal for what she intended the towel to be used for. 

My wife took the towel from her and pushed herself back from me.  Sliding the towel down to her crotch she cupped it over her pussy to catch the flood of our combined cum as she rolled off of me.

"Mind if I clean this up?"  Diane asked my wife sweetly as she reached for my glistening, mostly flaccid cock.

"If you want,"  my wife answered a bit absent mindedly as she hiked her skirt up and used the towel to wipe her pussy as she spread her knees wide.  "Damn you filled me!"

I watched stunned as Diane bent over and aimed my cock at her mouth.  She engulfed my cock in her hot mouth swirling her tongue around me as she did.

"DIANE!"  My wife squeaked in surprise.  

"What"  Diane asked as she pulled my cock from her mouth for a moment before returning it to the hot confines of her mouth. 

"You said clean!"  My wife said, surprise still clear in her voice.

"Uh huh.  Almost all clean!"  Diane said as she pushed my cock upward and licked around the base and my balls.  

"But Diane!"  

"It's ok Sweetie, I don't think Mike minded."  Diane said as she straightened up and turned to sit back on the sofa next to me.

"But Diane!  That was gross stuff.  I mean it was semen and stuff from me too."

"Not so gross.  I think it tasted pretty good.  Besides, I wasn't going to pass up a chance to get that cock in my mouth. I'd still be doing it if I thought you'd let me."

"Don't you give Mike oral sex?"  Jack chimed in from his seat, apparently awakened during exchange.

"Well...No,"  Nancy answered.

"Why not?"  Diane asked her.

"Well....Because it's gross."  Nancy said defensively.

"But you want him to give you some?"  Diane said.

"Well, he likes to and it feels good."

"You don't think it would feel good for him?"  Jack called.  "How about it Mike, did it feel good when Diane was sucking your cock?"

"Well, yeah,"  I answered.  "Of course it did."

"But I don't LIKE to do it!"  Nancy protested.

"I think you're just afraid of it," Jack said.  "Tell you what, we're each rooting for different drivers and of course we all KNOW who those are.  How about if whichever couples driver finishes higher wins.  Losing couple has to give the wining couple oral sex until they climax?"

"Now that sounds like a fun idea!"  Diane chimed in.  "I think I'll win either way because I love being licked and I love giving head!"

"I'm not so sure.  I don't know if I could even give my husband a blow job, let alone Jack."  My wife said, shaking her head.  "And you'd really want to lick Diane until she came?"  She asked me pointedly.

"I've wondered a time or two how she might taste compared to you.  I guess I wouldn't mind finding out.  Not sure if we'd want to make it a common occurrence.  I mean you're still my wife and the one I have the hots for."  I told her, reaching out and taking her hand.  "Besides, Junior is in third place with the race almost half done.  You might enjoy having Jack licking you just so you can see how wonderfully I do at it."

"I'm not sure about this,"  my wife answered.

"Come on Nancy.  What have you got to lose?  Knowing Jack he'll probably cum before you get two minutes into it."  Diane said with a grin.

"Hey, that's not fair!"  Jack objected loudly.

Diane just sat and grinned, staring expectantly at my wife.  

"Oh fine.  But I better not regret this!"  my wife practically hissed at me.

"You won't sweetie,"  Diane answered for me, settling back on the sofa, leaving my shorts pulled part way down so that I was exposed. "But if you want to practice on your husband in the next hundred laps or so, feel free."  She added with a crooked smile. 

"Hey, that's not fair!"  Jack called.  "What about me?"

"What about you?  You're the one that fell asleep."  His wife chided as she reached into my lap and gave my cock a gentle stroke with one finger.    

Part of me definitely wanted to win to have Diane give me one of the blow jobs that Jack had bragged about over the years, but on the other side of that coin I had wanted for some time to lick her bald pussy.  Either way I was going to end up a winner.  My wife on the other hand would probably enjoy Jack's attentions if she won, but if she lost I wasn't so sure how well it was going to go over.  Fortunately Junior was running well and he stood an excellent chance of finishing ahead of Martin or Keslowski.  Gordon was unfortunately deep in the pack and it was going to take a lot of good luck to get back to the top ten.

The race progressed and Jeff was working his way back up when a multi car wreck took out a significant amount of the field, including Martin and Keslowski and severely damaging Gordon's car.  It was starting to look like Junior was going to end up on top.  Despite their valiant efforts, Junior ended up the highest placing driver in our group with an eight place finish. 

"Well, looks like we win."  I said to Nancy.  

"So it seems.  The question is, now what?" 

"Now. you get to see if I'm everything my wife thinks I am,"  Jack said quietly.  "Do you prefer sitting on my face, or sitting on the sofa?"

"I'm not sure I prefer either,"  my wife said to me.  "I mean I've never had anyone but you have any kind of sex with me, well at least not since we got married."

"Well, here's your chance if you want it.  You can always refuse.  You choose.  You say no, we walk away.  So far all we've really done is play around in front of friends."  I said to her.

"Well, I wouldn't exactly call it playing around.  You fucked me like crazy on our kitchen table while watching them have sex.  I would call that a lot more than playing around."

"You know.  You don't have to Nancy.  I mean I know we talked about this earlier, but if you don't think this is what you want to do, no one is going to think less of you."  Diane said from the other side of me.  "Hell, it's been a blast just teasing the shit out of Mike.  If you'd rather not take it any farther I understand.  I'll be disappointed, but I'll understand."

"Why disappointed.  It's not like Mike was going to be having sex with you.

"Sweetie, I've been wanting to get my hands and mouth on his cock since that first night at square dancing when I bumped into the hardon he was getting from checking out my chest.  I'd still love to get to ride him, but for now, yeah, I want to see him squirt his cum all over me."

"Really?  Is that why you wanted me to wear this today?"  Nancy asked, her voice betraying a certain amount of irritation.  

Diane slid off the sofa and stepped around to Nancy and dropped to her knees in front of her, leaning forward and resting her arms on Nancy's knees.  "Nanc.  We've become really good friends.  Not because I have the hots for your husband, but because we get along well and can share all kinds of stuff.  There aren't too many secrets we don't share, but to be honest, I didn't tell you because I was afraid you'd think I was just using you to get to him.  I wasn't.  I mean getting to taste and play with him is fulfillment of a fantasy, but our friendship is so much more than a fantasy.  Our friendship goes far beyond that. If you say no, that your husband is your husband and you can't and won't share at any level, then I'll drop it and never bring it up again.  But if you want to play with some of those fantasies you've told me about, some of the things you might someday want to try, then let's do this and see how it feels tomorrow.  Then we'll know if these fantasies should remain dreams or things to try."

"Hell Diane, we were just talking fantasies.  I didn't think we were really going to do those things.  Hell, just showing off this much is a bit much.  I'm not sure I can let Jack see my pussy up close, let alone lick me!"

"So it's something you want to try but are just afraid to?"  Diane asked.

"Just between you and me?  I'm scared as hell."

"I know just what to do!"  Diane said as she pushed herself up.  She practically ran down the hall to the bedroom and then returned just as fast, a long red ribbon in her hand.  "Ok girl, sit forward."  She said as she came back in front of Nancy.

"What's this?"

"I'm going to blind fold you so you don't feel self conscious."  Diane said as she held the ribbon out toward my wife's face.  "So the idea is, with the blindfold on Mike will get you started and then somewhere in there he'll let Jack take over.  That way if Jack's as good as Mike you'll never know they switched."

"I don't know about this,"  Nancy said, allowing Diane to put the ribbon around her head, covering her eyes.  

"Now just lean back and let the magic happen."  Diane said, pushing my now blindfolded wife back so she was reclined back on the sofa.  She pushed the skirt up so my wife was naked below the waist and then stepped back.  "All yours Mike."

I knelt down between my wife's legs and began gently kissing my way up her thigh, starting at her knee and slowly kissing up toward her pussy.  I heard her softly gasp as I blew my hot breath across her obviously wet lips.  I reached out with the tip of my tongue, pressed it against her lips, pressing hard enough to spread them slightly, but not enough to press between her softy flowery inner lips.  I slowly drew my tongue up along her slit, teasing her inner lips with the tip of my tongue and her fat engorged outer lips with the sides of my tongue.  I continued to stroke slowly up her slit until I finally bounced over her hooded clit.

I went back down and started again, pressing slightly harder, pushing my tongue between her lips deeper, tasting her arousal as I drew her copious moisture toward her clit.  She moaned briefly as I drew my tongue slowly across her clit.

Nancy settled on the seat beside my wife and reached up to undo the top of Nancy's dress and ease it gently down while I was licking up her lips.  I looked up and saw Nancy's bare tits on display so that she was almost completely naked except for the thin band of dress bunched up around her waist.

I continued to slowly lick her pussy, her feet up with her heels hooked on the edge of the sofa cushion, her knees splayed wide.  She was much more exposed to Jack and Diane than I'd ever seen her in front of anyone except maybe a doctor.  

I decided it was time to let Jack have his shot...well, at least that was the idea.  But when it came to pulling away from my own wife's pussy it was actually kind of hard to pull away knowing someone else was going to be touching her.  I think Diane knew what was going through my mind and she slid off the sofa and knelt down behind me.  I felt her hand slide around my waist and dive down into my shorts, wrapping around my hard cock and giving it a few slow strokes.




Car(d) Games



"You know.  If you want to have me you have to give her a chance too."  Diane whispered in my ear.  "Do you want to take my dress off and make me completely naked?   You can just lay down on the floor and I'll crawl over you, my tits hanging down toward you and crawl down until I can wrap my mouth around your hard cock and lower my sopping wet pussy down to your face.  Do you want that?"

I eased back from between my wife's legs and quietly stepped back, making room for Jack to ease in.

"Don't stop now baby!"  My wife moaned, noticing the brief pause in my attentions.

With Jack settling between my wife's legs Diane stepped back with me a few feet and then tugged my shorts down, letting them slide down until they were bunched around my ankles, being the only thing I still had on at that point.  Diane skimmed her yellow dress down over her tits and pushed the stretchy material down over her hips until she could step out of it, completely naked.  With a grin she held out a hand to me and then pulled me a few feet and then down to the carpeted floor.  I lay down on my back and true to her word, Diane slowly crawled over me, letting her nipples drag down my chest until her lips reached my rock hard cock.  She enveloped it in her hot mouth and then spread her knees on the carpet, slowly lowering her pussy down to my face.

Her arousal was obvious in both the look of her engorged lips and the heavy scent of her juices.  I stifled a moan as she slowly pushed my cock deeper into her mouth, my head pressing against the back of her throat, and then surprisingly, sliding even deeper.  In return I reached my tongue out and gave her obviously wet lips a slow lick, sliding up between her shaved full lips, drawing a deep moan from her that vibrated my cock in her throat.  

I teased my tongue deeper and deeper between her lips, searching for her clit while stroking up and down her lips.  Her juices were tangy with only a slight hint of sweetness, a sharp contrast to my wife's juices that were pleasantly sweet when she was heavily aroused.  

Diane pulled her mouth from my cock and panted for breath while stroking my saliva coated cock with one hand. She caught her breath for several seconds before eagerly engulfing my cock again, sucking and bobbing her head on and off my cock repeatedly.

I attacked her pussy with equal gusto.  I had wanted to see her pussy up close and had fantasized about doing exactly this more than once, and now that I had the chance I wasn't wasting any time digging into her pussy and teasing it in every way I knew how.  I pressed one finger into her tunnel, feeling it press snugly around my digit as I slowly stroked it in and out of her like a small cock, my tongue focusing on her clit, at least as much as I could with her beginning to hump her hips up and down in time with my finger.  

"Oh fuck yes,"  Diane moaned softly after pulling her wet mouth off my cock again.  "God you're driving me crazy!"

"Want me to make you cum?"  I asked over the sound of my wife's rather loud moaning.

"Fuck yes!"  Diane shot back, engulfing my cock again.

I slid my other hand under her, searching for her breasts and cupping one in my hand.  I let my fingers clamp around her turgid nipple and twist and pull on it while flicking my tongue rapidly across her exposed clit.  Her hips began to wiggle and hump up and down, breaking my contact with her clit frequently, but not able to dislodge my finger, which was stroking the top of her tunnel as I worked it in and out of her sopping wet pussy.

"Uhhhhh  Oh shit!"  She suddenly squealed, her whole body trembling and shaking as her pussy clenched around my finger and gushed a surprising amount of her juices out over my face. She flopped down on top of me, her whole body trembling as her orgasm flowed through her whole body. After several long seconds she lifted one leg and rolled off of me, allowing me to see my wife again, sitting on the couch with her legs wrapped around Jack's head, her body thrashing around in a way that told me she had been teased to the limit but hadn't quite gotten to climax, a frustration for her if it went on too long. 

I was about to go over to my wife and help her out when Diane rolled up onto her knees, and quickly swung over my hips.  Holding her finger to her lips to tell me to be quiet, she quickly aimed my cock at her pussy and pushed down on my shaft, my cock expanding her tunnel as she slowly sank down on me.  I felt her clit press into the base of my cock nearly at the same time that my head nestled into the end of her tunnel.  She leaned toward me and began to slowly stroke up off my cock, sliding her sweaty tits along my chest as she arched her back, teasing my cock with her pussy in a most enticing way.

She stopped when she got to the end of my cock, holding only my head inside her before arching her back up the other direction and slowly pushing down my shaft again.  I could feel her pussy quivering as she drew it up and down along my cock, her tits dragging along my chest, increasing the pleasure and stimulation she was providing.

"I'm going to cum!"  I whispered to her at the end of her stroke.  She grinned down at me and nodded, her way of telling me to let go.  

It took only two more of these incredibly long slow strokes, before my body tensed, staying rock still for several seconds before convulsing, driving my cock into her pussy and unleashing a huge surge of pent up cum.  Time and again my body jerked and twitched, filling her pussy with cum before she pulled from me, my cock still leaking as it slapped against my stomach.  

I looked up and saw my wife, still bucking on the sofa, her hands tugging at the knot of the blindfold, presumably the action that caused Diane to pull from me.  I quickly rolled over and crawled to and onto the sofa, reaching for my wife's hands and taking them from the blindfold.  

"Just relax.  Think of me fucking you."  I whispered as I cupped both her breasts.  I leaned down and gave her a long slow kiss, letting my tongue slide into her mouth while I began to gently tease her nipples, pulling and twisting them like little knobs.  I felt and heard her moan into my mouth as her body trembled briefly and then suddenly jerked, a long slow cry coming from her, muffled by my mouth over hers.  She pushed me away so she could breath, her chest heaving heavily under my hands as I gently massaged her soft breasts.  

"Damn that took a long time," she panted as her hands once again went to her blindfold.  

Jack sat back on the floor, breathing heavily as well, not from exertion but from being smothered by my wife's squeezing legs, a feeling I knew all too well.  

"Come here honey!"  Diane said, pushing her husband back onto the floor and climbing across him.  She pulled his rigid cock upright and sank herself down onto his cock, which I was surprised looked quite a bit thinner and shorter than mine.  She began bouncing up and down his shaft, her ass slapping loudly on his thighs with each stroke, her tits bouncing wildly while my wife and I watched.

She bounced wildly on his cock, his hips beginning to bounce back at her in time with her strokes.  It was only a very few short minutes before he groaned loudly, his body twitching as he climaxed, his cum filling his wife's already used pussy.  Diane slowed her strokes and then settled to sit on him, his hands slowly roaming around her stomach and chest.  

"Well, I think we all got a good climax from that round," Diane said with a grin.  "Was it worth it?"  She asked, looking at my wife.

"It was a lot different than Mike.  He knows exactly where I like to be touched and how.  But I guess that comes with thirty plus years of practice."

"Yeah, that does help.  But Jack needs a lot of guiding.  You might have noticed that he get stuck at one place and keeps doing the same thing over and over until it's almost frustrating."

"Yeah, Mike doesn't do that too much."  My wife agreed.

"From what little I've experienced, not at all.  Damn you're a lucky woman.  He really knows how to read reactions and change what he's doing to push the sensations even higher."

"I thought you were sucking his cock?"  My wife said with a somewhat cross look on her face.

"We kind of did a sixty-nine.  I think he wanted to eat me as much as I wanted to suck him.  I didn't think you'd mind too much."

"Well, it wasn't what I expected you two to do, but I guess it's ok.  I mean he did come over here and help me finish off."  My wife said, leaning over to give me another kiss.  "I guess I know why his kiss tasted a bit funny now."

"I suppose a little."  I said after I kissed her back.  

"I hope you guys don't mind, but I think Jack and I are going to take off," Diane said with a grin.   "I kind of want to get him home, by then he's going to be recharged and I'm going to need a serious fucking!"  

I stood up and held a hand out to her, helping her up from Jack's lap.  She gave me a coy little wink and then picked up her little yellow dress from the floor.  She bent over at the waist and stepped into the dress, pulling it up her smooth body as she straightened, continuing to pull it up over her round breasts ever so slowly.  By the time she had covered herself Jack was up and stepped into his shorts.  

I led them to the front door and said good night, Jack reminding me that next week was at their house before I closed the door.  

I walked back into the living room and held a hand out to my wife.  "How about a shower?"

"Sounds like a good idea," she answered, taking my hand and letting me pull her up from the sofa.  

I led her to the bathroom and started the water, letting it get nice and warm like she enjoyed it.  With a smile I pulled her into the shower drawing her under the hot water with me.  I wrapped my arms around her nude body and pulled her against me, feeling her hard nipples and soft breasts pressed against me.  I lowered my face to hers and gently kissed her as I turned us in the shower, moving her under the tingly spray.  I broke the soft kiss and reached on the corner shelf for body wash.  I drizzled the body soap over her chest and shoulders, letting the water wash it down between us while I put the bottle back.  I gently began rubbing my hands around her body, washing the sweat and scent of sex off her body while she did the same to mine.  We didn't miss a spot, making sure that every place was cleaned and rinsed before I turned the water off.

I didn't bother with the towels, just drawing her out of the bathroom and onto the bed, laying her across the assorted dresses.  I crawled on top of her and lay gently on her, letting my hard cock press between her legs.  She spread them wide for me, letting them loop around my waist before hooking her heels on my bare butt. I felt my head spread her lips, pressing slowly into her.  When I was only an inch or two into her I pulled back, almost slipping out before pressing forward again, pushing in again.  This time I pushed a little farther, only an inch or so, before pulling back again.  Time and again I repeated the process, each stroke driving in a little farther until I was stroking my full hard length deep into her, my head nestling into the end of her soft hot tunnel and her clit pressing against the base of my cock.  

Slowly I stroked in and out of her, my cock sliding between her wet pussy lips, her soft moans making it to my ears as my lips gently kissed down her neck as I arched my back to make my way to one of her large soft breasts.  It was a contortion I had perfected from many years of enjoyable sex with my wife, angling my body and arching my back so that I could engulf one of her nipples with my lips.  I eagerly sucked her nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the nipple as I sucked it,  my strokes in and out of her never ceasing.  

"Ohhhhhh god yessssss!"  she hissed softly as I nibbled her nipple gently, adding just a little more stimulation to the combination.  "You do know exactly how I love it."

I mumbled some reply with her tit still pleasantly sucked into my mouth, her pussy caressing my cock and inching my impending climax closer with each new stroke.

"Ohhhhh,  I'm going to cum,"  She whispered, as if I really needed the announcement.  I could feel her pussy beginning to spasm around my cock as I continued to stroke in and out, the spasms adding to the sensations and making my cock grow just a little bit fatter as my climax inched ever closer.  The quiver of her legs told me exactly how close she was, and I released my grip on her nipple, rolling myself fully on top of her and increasing the strength of my strokes.  I quickened my pace, driving my cock more forcefully into her, each impact bouncing her body gently, her big soft tits wiggling and bouncing enticingly below me as her climax began to wash over her.  A long slow groan escaped her lips as her orgasm hit full strength within her, her arms and legs quivering and her pussy clenching tightly around my shaft.

"Oh god yes," I groaned at the feeling of her tightening pussy, the increased sensation pushing me right to the brink.  My body jerked and rammed my shaft deep into her as it unleashed a huge gush of hot cum into her pussy.  Time and again my body jerked and unloaded more into her, surprising even me at the volume that was still available to fill her after two previous loads that day.  

I lowered myself on top of her, letting her support most of my weight, my heaving chest rubbing wetly against her soft breasts and still hard nipples.  I turned my head and nuzzled her neck, gently kissing it and her ear lobe.  "I love you," I whispered.

"And I love you,"  She whispered back as we lay there.  

I kissed my way up her neck and jaw toward her lips and then the two of us  embraced lovingly for long minutes before we broke the long wet kiss and I rolled off of her.  She rolled onto her side and snuggled against me, resting her head on my chest and one leg over mine, her fingers idly toying with my now soft cock.  I looped my arm around her back and gently stroked her hip and round soft bottom with the tips of my fingers, both of us enjoying the after effects of our mutual orgasms.

"So was she good?"  My wife finally whispered after several silent minutes.

"Well, she did suck pretty good."  I answered honestly.

"I mean when she rode on you."  My wife whispered. "She'd been making hints for months that she wanted to ride you until you came, I presume she managed to find a way today."

"Yeah, she did.  I didn't know you knew and I didn't exactly know how to tell you."

"Lover, I could hear the moan you make just before you cum in me.  I may have been blindfolded but I guessed what brought it out."

"Are you mad at me?"

"At you?  Oh hell no.  She's been working toward it for weeks.  All the little games and challenges?  Yeah her goal was to get us all naked so she'd have a chance to sneak a ride on you when she thought I wasn't looking.  She flat asked me weeks ago if she could fuck you and I said no."

"So  you're mad at her?"

"Well, it's kind of hard to be.  I mean I have done a lot of bragging about how good you are and Jack....well after today I believe what she says.  He's ok, but he ain't you!"  She said with a chuckle.  "Besides, it's been kind of fun.  I mean I don't have any desire to have Jack screwing me, but you have to admit that our sex has been...well...more energetic the last few weeks."

"Yeah, it has been.  So are you going to tell her you know?"

"I don't think so.  I want to see how long it takes her to fess up.  Besides, we have the race at their house next week, I'm kind of interested to see how she ratchets this up."

"You are enjoying this aren't you?"

"Uh huh.  I'm still not sure how much I like the idea of your dick inside her, but as long as you keep coming back and making love to me like you just did I suppose I don't have to worry about her stealing you away."

"You don't have to worry about it either way.  She can't replace the thirty plus years of life we spent together."  I whispered, pulling her tightly against me.

"Mmmmm that's nice to know.  Now go turn the light out."

"Yes maam."  I said, untangling myself from her to go turn the bedroom light out.  "Don't you want to get under the covers?"

"Not yet.  I think I want to feel your lips against my pussy one more time before we go to sleep."  She said, spreading her legs wide for me and teasing her pussy with her fingers.  

I grinned back at her and then flicked the light out for the night.

*********

I had to admit that throughout the week my mind kept wondering just what Diane would do this next weekend and how she would manage to make the situation even more provocative.  There was no doubt in my mind that she intended at some point to make the sexual situation so obvious that all four of us would somehow be exposed or involved in it with me ending up inside her.  The only questions in my mind were how, and would she actually tell my wife she had already snuck a quickie with me?

Sunday's race was a daytime race and the summer heat was forecast to be in the mid nineties by race time.  Nancy and I drove over to Diane's house, which was not exactly in the city but definitely not as "in the country" as our place.  With our house nestled back into a six acre wooded lot abutted to a thousand plus acre wooded valley,   we had an abundance of privacy.  Jack and Diane's place was a few acres with a couple trees, but it also had a HUGE backyard with an eight foot high privacy fence around it and a simply massive in ground pool.  While there were a few neighbors houses that had the possibility of looking into the back yard, just as their two story house could look out over other yards, the number of eyes that could see in was quite small.  

One nice thing about heading to Jack and Diane's during the summer months was the standing invitation to use the pool.  In fact we played in the pool over there so frequently that both my wife and I kept a swim suit over there.  What was different this trip was that when we got there Jack was out on the patio relaxing in front of a new sixty inch flat screen TV installed under the awning sticking out from the back of the house.  

"Hey guys, come on have a seat!  I got tired of missing the race if I took a dip so we got a new big screen out here.  Now we can swim and keep track of the race too."

"Hey cool!"  I answered, checking out the big screen.

"Green flag in about twenty minutes!"  Diane called as she came out the house with a tray of ice and drinks wearing a VERY revealing bikini.  "If you want to put your suits on before it starts, I set them out in the guest room."

"Sure, thanks!"  I said, taking my wife's hand and leading her back into the house.  Nancy followed me through the family room and down the hall to the guest room we usually changed in.  To my surprise the suits laying on the bed were most definitely NOT our regular suits.  

"What are these?"  My wife asked, picking up a bright yellow....well...bikini would be a very loose term.  It looked like little more than a few tiny triangles attached by strings.  "I'm not wearing this!"

"I think it looks pretty hot!  Why don't you put it on and we'll see how it looks!"  I said with a laugh, knowing full well that she wasn't about to put that scant outfit on.  Hell, it wasn't much more than being naked!

"Well, it looks like you don't have much more."  My wife said with a giggle, reaching down to the bed and picking up a tiny red...well...I wasn't sure what it was.  I wear men's bikini briefs because my wife thinks they look sexy, but what she was holding up made my regular bikini briefs look like modest coverage.  

"She's really not serious is she?"

"Why not.  I think it looks pretty hot!  Why don't you put it on and we'll see how it looks!"  She parroted back to me with a crooked grin.  




Car(d) Games



"Hell, that won't even cover my ass."

"About as much as this butt floss will cover mine."  She said waving the yellow bikini in front of me.

"Fine.  Not sure what she has in mind, but I bet it's going to be interesting."  I said taking the red suit from my wife.  I set it on the bed and started stripping my clothes off, tossing them in a pile on the bed.  "Well, you going to join me?"

"Do I have to?"

"If I am you do."  I said as I pulled off my underwear and tossed it on the pile, leaving me naked.

"Ok, you put yours on and then I'll put mine on.  I want to see just how that thing keeps you covered when I start flashing my tits at you."

"That's gonna be interesting isn't it?"  I answered as I pulled the tiny red bikini bottom on.  The back tried to tuck between my cheeks and I had to work to tuck even my soft cock into the front, which ended up looking more like an overgrown pocket than a swim suit.  

Dressed in my swim suit, if we'll call it that, I stood back to watch my wife start stripping.  I wasn't surprised to see her starring at my crotch while she took her clothes off, if anything, doing so as teasingly as she knew how, which was actually pretty good considering she'd never done any strip tease for me.  She began fitting the top on over her big breasts, tying the strings and then trying to pull the triangles to cover as much as she could, which turned out, even with my help, of not even being her whole areola.  She shook her head dubiously as she put the tiny bottom between her legs.   It kept falling down so I cupped her pussy, with the yellow material between my hand and her lips, while she tied the strings.  I knelt down and adjusted the bottoms to cover as much of her as it could, her curly bush poking out all the way around the tiny piece of fabric.

"Well.  Guess we're both going to be exposed."  My wife chided as I stood up.  I looked down and my hard cock was sticking mostly out of the brief bottom.  

"So it seems.  Suppose we should make this go down before we go out there?"  I asked her with a grin.

"Oh, that is tempting."  Nancy answered with an equal grin, stepping over until her tits were touching my chest, her hand snaking down to grab my cock and stroke it a few times, making it grow even more.  "But I think if I have to feel this exposed you might as well get to as well."  She finished with a little giggle, tugging my cock like a handle and leading me toward the bedroom door.  She let go to open the door and then walked down the hall, wiggling her ass with each step.  

I shook my head and followed her, feeling my cock wiggling back and forth as it stuck straight out toward her bare ass.  Feeling exposed was quite the understatement when I stepped into the kitchen to find Diane bustling around in a bikini just as brief as the one Nancy wore.  She stopped dead in her tracks, a pitcher in one hand and a wooden spoon in the other, her eyes riveted on my exposed cock.

"Why don't you give Diane a hand honey.  I'm going to go get wet.  I'm suddenly very warm."

"Um  Sure."  I answered as my wife turned, her grin just flashing for a moment before she walked away and out the French door leading to the patio.  I watched Jack stare at her as she walked across the patio toward the pool and then down the steps into the waist deep water.  She dipped herself down into the water and then settled back on the steps to lounge in the water.

"Well, I hoped that suit would be a bit revealing, but that's even better than I expected."  Diane said, stepping around the counter.  She stepped over to me and looked down at my exposed cock.  "God, what a cock.  You know.  I'm going to get on that cock again today if I can."

"Really?  And if I just bend you over the counter and just fuck you right here?"  

"Oh sweetie.  Be my guest!"  Diane said, stepping over the counter and  pressing her hips against it, bending over slightly.  

"And if I did?"  I asked, stepping up behind her intentionally pressing my cock head against her cloth covered pussy lips.

"Oh Michael.  You wouldn't take advantage of a defenseless woman, would you?"

"Well, that all depends."  I said reaching my hand down around her thigh and tugging the panty to the side to expose her pussy.  With my other hand I grabbed my cock and slowly rubbed it up and down her fat lips, teasing the tip between them as I pressed against her a bit harder.  "Does that defenseless woman intend on taking me out in the open or trying to sneak it in when the other woman isn't looking?"

"Oh definitely when she isn't looking, but out in the open works f...i...n...e!"  She squeaked as I pushed my cock into her pussy an inch or two.  "Oh god what a cock!"  she moaned, pushing back against me to work my cock deeper into her.  She wiggled her ass to work me in deeper.  I let her get me most of the way in before reaching up around her and taking the pitcher from her.  

"Here let me get that." I said, pulling my cock out of her pussy and walking toward the patio door with the pitcher.

"Fuck."  I heard Diane swear behind me as I walked away.

I set the pitcher on the table and then continued straight toward the pool, walking down into the water and settling onto the steps next to my wife.  

"So did you?"  My wife whispered.  

"Uh huh.  Just one stroke.  That ought to drive her crazy.  That was what you wanted me to do, wasn't it?"

"Oh yeah.  You read my mind.  I just wanted her to know that I knew what she did.  That should probably do it.  Now the question is did Jack know?"

"I'm guessing she got the point."  I answered with a smile.  

"Oh sweetie.  If I know you she got a lot more than the point."

"Hey guys.  Green flag time!"  Jack called from the overhang.

"Shall we lover?"

"Oh definitely.  By the way, that suit?  It's practically transparent when it's wet."  I said as I stood up and tucked my finally softened cock back into the tiny suit.

"Why does that not surprise me?"  Nancy said with a wry look.  

I helped her up and then walked hand in hand from the pool.  Jacks eyes about popped out of his head as Nancy's tits bounced and swung with each step.  

"So anyone up for a little fun during the race?"  Diane asked from the lounge chair she was settled into .  

"Well, that all depends."  Nancy asked.  

"Short tracks are notorious for drivers getting laps down.  So if you're driver goes one or more laps down you have to go naked."  Diane said.  "If they make the lap up you can put your swim suit back on again."

"That doesn't sound too bad, since this suit makes me look practically naked anyway."  Nancy replied.

"And one more little fun thing I thought we'd try.  As long as your driver is in the pits you can touch any exposed skin of the closest person of the opposite sex in any way you want, and they can't touch back or object.  That should provide some interesting fifteen second interludes."

"Well, that certainly sounds interesting."  I answered.  

"Fuck yeah."  Jack answered.  "I can see this having some interesting possibilities."

By the thirtieth lap a flat tire put Gordon not one but two laps down by the time he limped it into the pits under the yellow.   

"Time to lose it stud!"  Diane called from her chair.

"It would seem so," I said standing up and skimming the suit off.  I sat back down naked, my cock slowly hardening as Diane stared at me.  As the cars started coming into the pits Junior slid into his stall and my wife leaned over and began to kiss me.  Diane on the other hand, was already out of her chair by the time Martin slid to a stop in his bit box, giving her an entire fifteen seconds to engulf my cock.  

For his part Jack was ready as well, reaching his hand up and feeling up every square inch of my wife's tits that he could, which was a lot given the tiny suit.  

The race returned green and I stayed naked, Gordon not making up either of his laps.  Junior also soon went a lap down.  My wife stood up, and pulled the already scant suit off, sitting back down naked.  

When the next round of stops came it was no surprise that Jack made a beeline to my wife, one hand down between her legs and his mouth around one of her nipples.  I would probably have been upset if the look on my wife's face wasn't such a sour look.  My wife absolutely HATES it when I get too fast and don't lead up slowly.  She loves to be teased and seduced, something that Jack didn't have time for.  Or at least he didn't think he did.  

When Jeff came into his pits, a lap later because he was not on the lead lap, I leaned over and gently licked one of my wife's nipples.  

"Tease her,"  she whispered to me before I pulled away.

I looked up at her and nodded that I understood.  

The laps worked down, as well as the sun.  By the time the race was over the sun was far down in the sky.  Diane seemed to be disappointed that for a change her driver stayed on the lead lap, leaving her the only one still dressed.  

"Well, anyone want to play cards?"  Diane asked as she stood up, pulling the strings of her suit.  "Somehow I got the short end of that game.  I was expecting to end up naked."

"Well, for what it's worth, that suit was almost as good as being naked."  I told her.  

"You think so?"  She asked, walking the few steps to me and climbing  on the lounge chair with me, laying with her body against mine and her tits pressed against my arm and chest.  

"I have to go to the bathroom."  My wife said as she pushed herself up from her chair. "I'll be right back."

"Jack.  Why don't you go get the cards?"  Diane said without looking over at him.

"Sure, be right back."  He said, getting up off his chair and heading into the house behind my wife.

"That'll keep them busy for a while."  Diane said with a grin.  She reached down to my partly hard cock and stroked it gently.  "So what should we do while we wait for them to come back?"

"I know what you want."

"Uh huh. After that tease you gave me in the kitchen?  I want all of it sliding in and out of me."

"Well, what are you waiting for?"

"Nothing." She said as she pushed herself up, swinging her leg over me and straddling my hips with her knees.  I reached for her tits and cupped both of them, hefting the heavy orbs as she guided my cock to her pussy.  I felt her hot pussy engulf me as she lowered herself down, her pussy surprisingly wet.  "I've been waiting all night for this."  She cooed as she began bouncing up and down on my lap, my cock disappearing in and out of her with an audible squishing sound.  

"Oh damn, that feels nice."  I groaned as she rode me, her tits bouncing in my hands, her nipples rubbing against my palms.   I rolled my hands to squeeze her breasts, making the nipples push out toward me as I leaned my face forward to close my lips around one of her nipples.

"YESSSSS!"  she squealed as I nibbled on her nipple. Her pussy clenching around me, in response to the additional stimulation.  

I lost track of how long we had been there, her riding me with her soft wet pussy stroking my cock and teasing it from where she nearly pulled off of it, and in some cases did, to where my head beat at tattoo at the end of her tunnel where it impacted into her with each urgent downward stroke she made.  I saw motion in the house  out of the corner of my eye and released her nipple to look.  I saw my wife bent over the counter where I had bent Diane earlier, Jack standing behind her nude form pounding his cock into her pussy with abandon.  Her big soft tits swung with each impact of his hips against her ass, the creamy orbs banging against the edge of the counter as her body moved.  

She turned her head to look toward us, the look on her face not at all depicting enjoyment, but more like....acceptance.  My wife always did enjoy being screwed from behind, but only after she had been properly teased and seduced.  Just walking up behind her and stuffing a cock into her was not the way to get her excited or enticed.  I doubted that Jack had done what was needed to get her excited and as a result his efforts were bound to be fruitless to her.  

Diane moaned loudly as her body shivered, drawing my attention back to her.  "That's it baby.  You're cock feels so good inside me!"

"Damn."  I muttered as she leaned a bit farther forward, arching her back with each stroke so that her nipples nearly touched my chest and then arched back as she dropped down, allowing her tits to bounce as her ass slapped loudly on my hips.  I knew that if she kept going the way she was that she was going to get the whole load that was primed from all her teasing for the last few hours.   Part of me felt a little guilty for enjoying this so much when my wife wasn't.  "Diane, we need to stop."  I finally said, putting my hands on her hips and holding her down on me.

"What?  What's wrong sweetie?"  She asked, a concerned look on her face.

I nodded toward the kitchen door, through which I could see my wife still standing there being pounded by Jack.  "This might be working for you and me, but it's definitely not working for my wife."

Diane looked over and I saw her frown.  "I'm sorry Mike.  Do we need to stop?"

"Don't get me wrong I love what we're doing, but I feel a bit guilty if you know what I mean."

"Jack just isn't the lover you are sweetie."  She said, pushing herself up off my cock and standing next to my chair.  "He also doesn't have half the cock you've got."  She said, leaning down and giving me a kiss.  She straightened back up and headed into the kitchen, closing the door behind her, leaving me alone on the patio.  I could see her in the kitchen, talking to Jack and my now disengaged wife.  I sighed at the thought that the little games Diane had been playing were probably over, and got up and headed to the pool.  I eased down into the water and pushed away from the stairs rolling onto my back as I  floated, my still hard cock sticking up like a periscope.  I opened my eyes and looked back toward the house, the orange of the slowly sinking sun lighting the back of their house.  

I noticed motion out of the corner of my eye and looked toward it to see a tall thin black woman standing on the balcony of the neighboring house.  She wore a silky looking thin robe over a very  curvaceous body, her fingers teasing circles around the bumps that were obviously hard nipples.  My already hard cock jumped and my mind followed with a quick thought that it would be cool to see her drop that robe.  I shook the thought from my head realizing that it was a remnant of not quite finishing with Diane.

"Whatcha thinking honey?"  My wife asked as she walked toward me.  I watched her nude body step down into the water, my cock twitching as her curly bush disappeared under the water.  

"I'm thinking that you're not having much fun with Jack."

"You wanted me to?"  She asked as she dropped her body in the water and pushed off, floating over to me and then touching bottom in front of me.

"Well, yes and no.  I'm not sure I love the idea of Jack porking you, but the idea was to have fun.  I mean let's face it, Diane has been angling for weeks to get to ride me out in the open, but as good as it was going for us, you and Jack weren't quite getting it done."  I said as she stepped against me and wrapped her arms around my neck.  She pulled herself snug, smashing her tits into my chest and stood there with her face inches from mine.

"Well, Jack was.  He was having a great time banging away."  My wife said with a frown.  

"But you weren't."  I answered as she wiggled her hips, grinding her mound against my hard cock under the water.

"Not even."  She answered before giving me a kiss on the nose.  "But you know how to make me have a good time."

"Yeah, I do."  I answered, cupping her cheeks in my hands and pulling her hips tighter to me.  "You feel like you want a little more of a good time?"

"Well, I don't think either one of us got to have a happy ending.  You wanna see if you can solve that?"

"With pleasure," I answered, lifting her up until she wrapped her legs around my waist, her big tits pressing on either side of my face.  I walked us through the water until I could set her on the edge of the pool and eased her down.  She let go of my neck and I eased her back until she was laying on the pavement and then untangled her legs from around me, spreading and lifting them until I had them sticking in the air in a wide V.

"You sure you want to do that?"  She asked quietly as I knelt down in the water, gently kissing her right thigh.  I slowly worked my kisses down her thigh toward her mound, stopping before I reached her pussy and pulling back to her other leg, placing a kiss on the inside of her knee.

"Now see how he teases her?" I heard Diane say from where she and Jack and settled in a chair.

I shook my head slightly between kisses and continued to slowly work my way toward her pussy, her hips starting to lift and wiggle with each kiss.  I worked closer to her pussy and gently blew across it with my hot breath, bringing a quick intake of breath at the sudden change in sensations. I reached out with my tongue and ever so slowly traced it up her inner lips, just barely touching them.  

"Ohhhhh god yes,"  my wife moaned softly as I drew my tongue up her lips a second time, pressing slightly harder and letting it dive slightly deeper as it spread them a little bit.  My third stroke with my tongue brought her hips off the deck, her legs now resting on my shoulders and her heels digging into my back by the time I flicked the tip of my tongue across her now exposed clit.  

I moved one hand up around her thigh to her right breast, gently squeezing it and the now rock hard nipple perched poking up into the air, drawing another soft moan from her lips.   

I grinned to myself and pressed my tongue deeper into her, this time pushing deep enough to press against her pubic bone as I stroked up toward her clit.  I paused when my tongue found her hard nub and began to slowly circle it as I pushed a finger slowly into her hot tunnel.

"Ohhhhhh sweet Jesus,"  She gasped as my finger penetrated her tunnel sinking deeper and deeper into her.  "Fuck me sweetie, fuck me now!"

I pulled my face from between her legs and reached for her arms.  I pulled her upright, letting her spread her legs around me until she could wrap her arms around my neck.  I pulled her off the pool edge and moved us to the steps, walking up them to the top step and then sinking down onto my knees on the top step.  I eased her down as slowly as I could onto the deck and then leaned her back, moving myself over her as I did.  It only took me a few gentle pokes to get my cock engaged into her pussy, my hands busy holding myself up over her.  

"OHHHHHH YESSSSSS!"  she cried softly as my cock slowly pushed into her.  I looked up as I pulled back, seeing Diane on all fours on the end of the chair, Jack standing behind her with his cock already buried inside her.  

I started stroking into her, pushing each stroke a little deeper until my head pressed against the end of her tunnel.  My wife wrapped her legs around my waist and started lifting her hips off the ground to meet my strokes as I began sliding in and out of her rhythmically.   

"God look at that."  I heard Diane say.  "See how gently and loving he's doing it?   See Jack, it's not about you getting yours it's about giving her what she wants so she can give you what you want."

I chuckled to myself as Jack practically growled in the background.  I focused down on Nancy and tried to keep my strokes long and even, my hips banging against her round ass with each stroke so her big full tits rolled and moved between us from each impact.  I leaned my head down and captured one of her nipples with my lips, pulling gently to stretch it while the motion of her breast tugged on it in different directions.  




Car(d) Games



"Ohhhhhhh yessssss  that's it.  Perfect baby!"  My wife moaned loudly as I continued to plunge in and out of her, the gentle tremble of her legs as she let her hips down telling me that her orgasm was beginning to build.  I continued stroking in and out rhythmically, releasing her nipple while I shifted my weight.  I looked up and saw Diane hanging on to the end of the lounge chair, her tits swinging wildly as Jack pounded her from behind, her eyes fixed on the two of us.  

My wife let out a single long cry of pleasure, the sound echoing across the pool and deck as her body suddenly convulsed, her tunnel squeezing and spasming around my plunging shaft.  I knew this point all too well.  What she needed now was to be fucked hard.  She loved feeling me bang harder on her ass and bang my head against the end of her tunnel.  

I started to stroke into her with abandon, slapping my hips against her ass so hard her whole body shook and moved, my own body held up above her so I could watch her sexy gorgeous tits bouncing and rolling under me.  

"OH fuck!"  I grunted as I came close, her pussy still twitching around me.  I pulled my head back as I felt my cum starting to boil up in preparation for its impending release.  I opened my eyes and realized that we were the focus of more attention than just Jack and Diane.  The black woman was still standing on the balcony, her curly black hair framing her dark face which was still lit by the sinking sun.  Her robe no longer on her body so that every inch of her dark skin was exposed.  Her big tits had huge dark areola topping each one, her nipples fat and erect as one hand moved from tit to tit pulling and squeezing her nipples.  Her other hand was busy plunging in and out of her pussy, one foot perched on the railing around the balcony to keep her legs apart.

"Cum for me baby!  Do it.  I can feel you almost there! Fill me with your hot cum!"  My wife practically shouted.  "GOD I can't believe I'm coming again!"  she said as her shout turned to a squeal.

"AW FUCK!"  I grunted loudly as my stimulated cock unloaded, my whole body jerking as I unloaded gush after gush of cum into her, filling her pussy until it was squeezing out around my cock.  

"YES YES YES!"  Screamed Diane as she came just after me.  

I heard another soft cry that didn't belong and figured it was the extra audience on the balcony.  

"Damn that was good."  My wife moaned as she looped her arms around my neck and pulled me down on top of her.  "Kiss me lover."

I pressed my lips against hers and gently kissed her, her lips tasting her own juices as her tongue teased into my mouth.   I lay there on top of her for long minutes, kissing her lips before moving to her jaw, neck and eventually her earlobe, teasing it with my lips and tongue until she giggled and squirmed under me.  "Stop.  You know that makes me squirm."

"Uh huh."  I whispered in her ear.  "Feel better?"

"Oh yes, much better!"  she cooed.  "Thank you lover."

"My pleasure," I whispered.  

"Tell me.  Does she feel different around you?"  My wife whispered.

"Yes, she does."

"Better?"  My wife questioned quietly.

"Not in a million years."  I answered with a kiss to her neck.  "You always have been and always will be the best there is to me."

"Is that right?  You want to keep playing with her though don't you?"

"I'm not saying that I wouldn't want to.  I mean it was fun, mostly different.  I like the way she tries to tease me, like it's not supposed to happen and then sneaks it in."

"That is kind of fun isn't it?  Just Jack really isn't that good once it comes time to finish."  

"I'm sorry.  It was fun while it lasted though."

"Well, we can still play, just so long as you don't mind if I don't have Jack finish me off."  She said quietly.  "I still like the play.  It's fun.  And if you happen to have a little fun even if I'm not around,  well as long as you do me as well as you always do I'm not going to throw water on it."

"We'll see," I said.  "This started out together, maybe it should stay that way."

"Maybe, but we'll see.  I suspect it's going to be hard to keep Diane's clothes on around you,"  my wife said with a laugh.  "Just promise me one thing."

"What's that?"

"You'll always come home to me after, ok?"

"Promise."  I whispered back with a soft kiss on her neck.  

"Then let's see if we can keep this incredible sex we've been sharing going.  I bet if I told her it was ok she'd find all kinds of ways to tease you even if I wasn't around."

"You sure you want to open that door?"  I asked in surprise.

"I think it would be hard to put that genie back in the bottle, so we might as well get as much as we can from it.  Besides, it's kind of fun to fuck like we're teens again."  She said with a giggle.  "I wonder what else we can find to do like we were teens?"

"Only one way to find out."  I answered her, surprised at her outlook on the whole thing.  In my mind I could think of all kinds of ways that Diane could try and tease me or get me naked, and then there was her neighbor.  I briefly wondered if Diane knew that she watched over the fence.  Either way it was going to be an interesting rest of the summer.


The End..... (For now)