7 comments/ 180252 views/ 9 favorites Swing Time By: Leetah Sandra looked at herself in the mirror, smoothing down her little black dress. The nervousness she was feeling didn't seem to show at all, but she wasn't certain if she would be able to keep up the façade of coolness, or if she would be able to go through with this. She ran her eyes up and down her reflection, pleased with what she saw, even after forty years. Her sleek ebony hair fell softly to her shoulders, with only a few silver strands woven through as of yet. Her cobalt eyes were still as bright as ever, and her vision had remained strong enough to keep her from needing improvement. Her face was unremarkable, but pretty. She had managed to keep her figure slim, even after two children, by staying very active physically, and it showed in the outlines of her shapely curves. She touched up her lipstick and ran her brush through her hair, then touched some cologne to her throat and wrists. Satisfied at last, she turned to her husband, who was just finishing getting dressed. Sandra couldn't help but smile at what she saw. For a man of forty-five, Bob was remarkably handsome, in her opinion. His blond hair was thick and wavy, his skin tan from working and playing outdoors, and his green eyes sparkled with good humor. He had maintained his shape as well, playing tennis and working in their garden alongside her every week. She watched the play of his muscles under his sport coat, and admired his tight ass, as she had when they had first met. He caught her smiling at him, and winked at her. "You look wonderful, Sweetheart." His voice was warm, and his eyes glowed with his love for her. "Thank you….you do too." "Now Sandy, you know we don't have to do this if you don't want to. I know you're unsure about it." "No, no…I'm fine….well, I will be. I at least want to see what all the fuss is about." "Well, just remember, we don't have to do a thing. We can sit back and observe, or we can get involved. It's entirely up to you, ok?" Sandra nodded, and smiled at him again. She was trying to reassure both of them that she would be fine, but she wasn't convinced yet. It did help for him to remind her that she did not have to do anything she didn't wish to. As he finished getting ready, she let her mind wander back a bit to when the idea of going to a swinger's club had first come up. They had begun by joking about it, after hearing another of their couple friends talk about it. They would tease each other when they made love, playfully fantasizing about the idea. Gradually, the teasing had become more serious and arousing for both of them, but particularly Bob. He was not one to push his wife into doing anything she didn't wish to, but he had casually brought up the fact that he had gotten the name of the club where their friends went, and that they had been invited to come and see what the place was all about. Bob had explained to her that no one ever had to do anything if they didn't want to. They could simply observe, or they could participate. All they had to do was decline politely if anyone asked them to join in, if they chose not to, and their wishes would be respected. On the other hand, if they chose to participate, they were more than welcome to do so. They would be allowed to come to one function as guests, then if they chose to come back, there would be a nominal membership fee to join. He had said he would like for them to try it, but it was entirely up to her. She knew he would wait for whatever decision she made and abide by it. Wanting to be fair to him, and quite frankly, wanting to satisfy her own curiosity, she finally agreed, so here they were on a Saturday night, getting ready to see what 'Swing Time', the name of the club, was all about. Sooner than Sandra expected, they arrived. A uniformed valet parked their car and they walked into the lobby of the hotel where the club was located. It was a beautiful old building, with a sense of elegance throughout. They ascended to the top floor, and stepped out of the elevator. The entire top floor of the hotel belonged to Swing Time, and they could hear music softly playing as they moved forward, down the hallway. Two large oak doors stood before them, and there was a small bell, which Bob pressed. Almost immediately, they were opened by a man in a tuxedo, who took their names, checked his list, and then ushered them in. Inside, they could hear voices and were shown into a room, where a number of couples stood about or sat on couches, talking. Sandra felt herself tremble slightly, and she took Bob's hand, feeling his fingers press hers reassuringly in return. In just a few moments, they heard their names being called, and turned to see Nathan heading their way, followed by his wife, Amy and an attractive redhead, that they didn't know. Amy immediately hugged Sandy, making her feel a bit better already. Nathan slapped Bob on the back and hugged her as well. "Guys, I'm so glad you could make it," he said. "Let me introduce you to Nikki, who got this whole idea going. Nikki, these are our very good friends, Bob and Sandy, the couple we told you about." Sandra had been looking Nikki up and down, and she saw Bob doing the same. Her red hair was long, and loose, and she was quite tall and slender. She wore a hunter green knit top that hugged her curves, but was not lewd, and a pair of black capri slacks, that did the same for her hips. She was obviously very comfortable with herself, and with others. Nikki smiled warmly at both of them, her gray eyes sparkling. Her voice was low and slightly husky, as she said, "It is always a pleasure to see new faces here. I know you might be a bit nervous, but please don't be. Everyone here is very friendly, and very respectful of one another. If you just want to hang out tonight, and get to know everyone, that's great. If one or both of you wants to 'play' with someone, that's wonderful too. We have rooms all along this floor, for different types of swinging. For example, one of our rooms is for group sex, where everyone just kind of….goes at it…" She laughed, and they laughed with her, Sandy sounding a bit nervous. "There are other rooms for singles to play privately and for couples as well…We even have a couple of fantasy-type rooms, if you like to roleplay…" She stopped, pausing for breath. "I hope I haven't given you too much information at one time!" "No, I think it's good to know how things work," Sandra said, feeling out of place still. She could tell Bob was already attracted to this woman, and the feeling appeared to be mutual, as she saw Nikki's eyes slide down to his crotch unobtrusively. She didn't feel jealous by the other woman's interest; instead it made her feel good about her husband. She gave him a smile. "Well, make yourselves at home, and Nathan and Amy can introduce you around. I need to go see to a couple of things. I'll see you later." Nikki waved and walked off, and Bob's eyes followed the sway of her hips. "She's very attractive," Sandra remarked. "Oh, yes, and so great! I was so jealous of her the first time I met her," Amy laughed. "Now, though, I couldn't ask for a better introduction to this place." Her words were very comforting to Sandra, even though she wasn't really jealous of Nikki. They got drinks and Nathan and Amy took them around, introducing them to other couples and the few single men and women who were allowed to join in as well. Nathan explained that they kept the singles numbers low, as it could become a problem, but there were a select few that had proven they could be trusted and that truly were single. Occasionally, there would be a married man or woman who would try to come as a single, but it was always found out in the end, and they were firmly asked to leave. As the night wore on, Sandra noticed people drifting away in pairs, or foursomes, or even groups. It was all very discreet, and she was feeling more and more at ease all the time. She encouraged Bob to go talk to the others, and she sat down to rest a bit on one of the sofas. She was admiring the view out of the window, when a masculine voice asked, "Excuse me, but may I join you?" She glanced up and caught her breath at the dark eyes staring at her. He was tall, dark and handsome, literally. His thick hair swept his shoulders, which were quite broad. He was dressed casually, in an open-collared black shirt, that showed a small patch of hair, and black jeans that fit him like a glove. Unable to speak for a moment, she nodded. He seated himself, his eyes trained on her face, studying it. "You are a very lovely woman." He spoke seriously, and now she could hear the Highland lilt in his voice. Finding her own at last, Sandra said, "Thank you very much." "Are you here alone?" "Oh, no….that's my husband, over talking to Nikki." She pointed across the room. He nodded. "I am not surprised that you are with some one. Is this your first time here?" "Does it show that much?" Sandra laughed a little, and he joined her. "Only a bit. Are you enjoying yourself?" Feeling suddenly very flirty and sexy, she answered, "Well, I am now…." The smile that lit up his face was beautiful, showing even teeth. "Why, thank you. My name is Eric. May I ask yours?" "I'm Sandra." He took her hand and kissed it, holding it in his own. "A pleasure indeed. And what has brought you and your husband here tonight?" "Curiosity mainly. Something we've never done, and decided to see what it was all about. Nathan and Amy, our friends, told us about it. They certainly enjoy it. Yourself?" "Well, I am a hedonist. I enjoy pleasure in all forms, and I am also bisexual, so this place allows me to explore many options. Also, I can help others achieve their own fantasies sometimes, which I enjoy doing. I've been coming here for about two years now." He smiled slowly at her, and she felt a tingle from her toes all the way up to her hair, and realized he was still holding her hand. He began caressing her palm slowly and sensually. She glanced over toward Bob, and saw he was leaning in close to hear something Nikki was saying, her hand resting lightly on his arm. He had abandoned his sport coat, so her fingers rested on the skin of his bare arm. Satisfied, she turned her eyes back to her companion. "Would you like to dance, Sandra?" "Why yes, thank you." He led her toward the dance floor, where a few others were taking advantage of the music. The song that was just beginning was a slow number, and he pulled her against his hard body. It felt strange at first, to be held so intimately by any man but Bob, but as they moved along, she began to relax and enjoy the sensation. He talked softly to her, learning about her, telling her about him. She found herself immensely attracted to him, physically, as well as his personality. They danced for several numbers, and she allowed herself to be drawn closer and closer to his body as each progressed, until she felt his hardness pressing against her belly. She looked around, and found Bob on the dance floor as well, with Nikki in his arms. The two of them had agreed before they had left the house that if either or both wanted to play, they could go about their business, and not need permission from the other. They would talk about it after they got home, fully expecting to be aroused by each other's stories if anything happened. As she watched, she saw Bob lean in and kiss Nikki's full lips, and she felt a hot flash of arousal course through her. She knew he was going to be making love to the redhead before the night was over. She looked back up into Eric's face and found his sensual mouth inches from her own. "Does it excite you to see your husband kissing another woman?" he asked softly, his breath warm against her lips. She nodded. "Perhaps it will excite him, then, to see his wife kissed by another man." He claimed her lips, gently pressing his tongue against them, begging entrance. She opened her mouth and felt the stranger's tongue slip inside the opening, tasting her mouth, sliding over her teeth and gums, and massaging her own tongue. It was passionate, and she gripped his shoulders, feeling her knees grow weak. In response, his hands were suddenly cupping her bottom, pulling her into him, letting her see just how much he desired her. He drew back, still holding her tightly against him, letting her feel how well his crotch fit between her thighs. "I want you Sandra….I want to kiss you all over and touch you….I want to make love to your beautiful body. I want to feel your mouth on me. Do you want this as well?" Her body was on fire with the need to be touched and loved. She could see Bob still on the dance floor, and Nikki grinding against what she knew was a raging hard-on. Her heart was pounding as she nodded yes. Eric released her and led her from the floor, and down a hallway, to a room. As soon as they were inside, he caught her and pinned her against the wall, kissing her hungrily, grinding against her again. His mouth moved to her neck, kissing and nibbling, and his hands began massaging her breasts through the dress. She reached down and stroked him through his jeans, feeling the outline of the hard shaft waiting for her. "Yes..oh yes…." He growled, "Feel me, sweet Sandra….touch me…see how hard I am for you…." She moaned at the passion between them. She wanted to feel his bare skin on hers suddenly, and pushed him back, unbuttoning his shirt. As she opened it further, her mouth moved in light kisses over the skin she was baring. He had a thick mat of hair on his chest, but too much. She circled each nipple with her tongue, making him moan. "You're beautiful," she told him, surprising herself at telling a man that, but he merely smiled. Her fingertips found his zipper and slid it down, revealing his shaft, thick and hard, and oozing a drop of precum. He was a bit larger than Bob, and slightly thicker, and her pulse quickened at how he was going to feel inside her. He slid the jeans down over his hips and stood nude before her. "Now, your turn," he said softly, and reached behind her to unzip her dress, then stepped back. The dress pooled around her ankles, and she stood there in her skimpy lingerie, her black lace bra barely holding her breasts and her thong showing the dampness waiting for him to plunge into. "God, you're beautiful too….but I want to see all of you….lose the bra, please…." She reached behind her and let her breasts spring free, her rose-colored nipples hard and begging for attention. Without a word, he moved forward and slid the thong off, then slipped his fingers between her legs, rubbing her clit as he leaned forward to take a nipple in his mouth. She was moaning in pleasure, when the door opened and Bob and Nikki moved through it. Everyone stopped for just a moment, but then Eric said, "Ooops…forgot to lock it, I guess. Sorry about that." Bob's shirt was out of his pants and Nikki's top was pulled up, revealing her tight stomach, and both their mouths were puffy from kissing. Sandra felt her lust increase at the idea of her husband and his lover in the same room. "Want to stay?" she asked them, and saw the answering light of passion in his eyes. "It's okay with me," Eric added. "That's a big bed." Each room was equipped with an oversize king-sized bed, so four people could more than fit. The other two nodded, and Nikki locked the door, grinning, then immediately wrapped herself back around Bob. Eric had not removed his fingers from Sandra at the interruption, and now he continued his play. The moans from the other couple only served to increase the passion in the room for all involved. Bob and Nikki were soon nude, quickly undressing each other, and moving to the bed. She lay back, her legs spread wide, as he knelt between her open thighs and slowly sucked her pussy. Eric lifted Sandra and carried her over to the bed, and lay back himself, pulling her so that her cleft was over his face. He began to slowly lick her, as she took his cock in her mouth and began sucking him, enjoying the different taste. She found herself reaching over and beginning to stroke her husband's cock at the same time, increasing the movements of his mouth on Nikki's honeypot. She felt soft fingers slide under her and begin caressing her nipple, and realized that Nikki was touching her. It felt so wonderful, she didn't want it to stop. Eric was now tongue-fucking her pussy with practiced ease, as Bob did the same to Nikki. The women moaned in unison, writhing on the bed. She heard Nikki murmur "Oh, yes, Bob….tongue fuck my pussy….eat my cunt….oh God yes….God, that's so hot….you're so good…" Her words seemed to spur Eric on as well, and Sandra soon found herself cumming all over his mouth, as she continued to suck him until he filled her mouth as well. Beside them, Nikki was screaming out her own fulfillment. They lay there for a bit, after Nikki had finished, then Bob rose and slipped his cock into her sopping pussy, slowly at first. Eric moved and placed Sandra on her back, already hard again, and slid into her as well. The two men moved in tandem, urging their partners to talk to them. Sandra had always had a hard time talking in bed until now, but listening to Nikki she found she could do it. "Oh, God, Eric….yes….touch my clit….play with it….suck my nipples….your cock feels so good…so thick…." "Your cunt feels wonderful Sandra….so tight…so wet…..I love fucking you….could fuck you all night long…Bob's a lucky man to get to fuck this pussy every night….you grip me so well…." "Bob…mmmm…..oh yeah….right there, Baby….harder….fuck me harder, Bob….spread my legs….stick it in me….oh…." "God, Nikki…..you are so fuckable…..sweet little cunt….pretty tits….want to eat them up….want to feel your mouth on me yet….fuck your mouth….fuck your ass…." Sandra could hardly believe she was talking this way and that Bob was, much less in the same room, with other sex partners, but it felt so wonderful and free. All the conversation just made her hotter and hornier than she'd ever felt, and she wanted to make love all night. She forgot everything but sex and sensation at that moment. "Bob…fuck me from behind….do it to me, you stud…..fuck me….Nikki needs to be fucked hard…..spank my ass…..make me cum…..pinch my nipples, Baby…" Nikki was a wild woman, offering her ass to her lover, and screaming as he fulfilled his dream of fucking a woman's ass. He could scarcely get over how good it felt and found himself wondering how it might feel to fuck Eric as well. "Eric…feels so good….harder, Lover……faster….bang my cunt….make me want it….I want to cum…please let me cum…..want you so bad…." Sandra couldn't believe all her inhibitions were gone in one night, but they were. All she wanted was to fuck for as long as they were able. She had always liked sex a lot, but never would she have thought it could be this wonderful, even though her and Bob's intimate life was indeed wonderful. "Mmmmm, yeah Nikki….you're a real slut, huh…..want that cock bad….gonna give you what you want baby…..hard and in the ass…..yeah…." Nikki always liked new lovers, and she loved to see men that obviously loved the dirty, nasty stuff, and that never much got to experience it. It made her hot to let them have it with her, and even hotter when the wife was right there, and obviously turned on by it. "Sandra….Baby…..yeah….what a sweet pussy…..gotta have more of you…..sweet tight pussy…..nice little clit….beautiful breasts…..perfect fit for my cock, Love….nice big cock just for you, Sweetheart…" Eric loved women and men alike, but it was a pleasure to make love to someone like Sandra who had never done anything like this before. He loved sensuality of it, and peeling back the layers, and having her husband there was a huge turn on. He wondered if he could talk them into trying some bisexual fun, but figured there was always next time. He'd love to see Nikki eating her out, and feel Bob's mouth on him, or Bob's cock in his mouth. Swing Time Bruce and Hannah had been married for 15 years. They were wonderful happy years and they had a beautiful family with two kids, pets and everything a family should have. Unfortunately the flames of passion that burned so hot when they were dating and first married had smoldered and were threatening to go out all together. The solution to their intimacy problems came quite unexpectedly one week during the summer. Hannah called her friend Mary to change their plans for the weekend. "I am so sorry, but the kids have been asked to go visit their grandmother." She explained. "I hate when she changes plans at the last minute like this. Bruce and I can still come to the cabin with you, but the kids won't be there. Or we can try to change the vacation time." She knew that they couldn't easily change the reservation at the cabin. "It is not a problem." Mary reassured her. "Our daughter has been begging to go see her cousins and we didn't have a good time to arrange it. I will call and see if they want to keep her and we can just have the adults go to the mountains." "That would be so much fun." Hannah said as she thought about a children free weekend. "I don't remember the last time Bruce and I had two child free days." They spent the next two days planning the new trip. They each added a few sexier outfits and some lingerie to their suitcases as they packed. When Friday arrived they packed the minivan and dropped off the kids. James, Mary's husband, was the first one they picked up and Bruce finished work around 2 PM. They were on the interstate headed to the mountains by 2:15 PM. The girls sat in back while the guys had the front seat. Bruce noticed that Mary and his wife were being extra giggly. He thought he saw a little handholding and a few quick kisses in the rear view mirror. When he would try to see what was happening they would quickly remind him to keep his eyes on the road. In the back seat Hannah had started out whispering some of her ideas to Mary, but as they shared ideas the girls got turned on. Mary stroked Hanna's calf with her bare foot well below the sight of the guys in the front. Hannah was the first to start stroking a thigh and whispering. "We can't let Bruce see us playing." She warned and then nipped at Mary's earlobe. Mary joined her and stroked Hannah's full breasts through the thin t-shirt. "I think he would love a peek at your yummy tits." She teased. Hannah shuddered and gave a little whimper. Her breasts were one of her most sensitive areas and thinking about sharing them with both her friend and her husband sent chills down her spine. Hannah retaliated by running her hand under Mary's skirt and squeezing her thigh. "I could hide between your sexy legs." Her eyes twinkled as she considered unbuckling and sliding down to the floor at Mary's feet. They continued teasing each other for the next few hours. The sun was starting to sink in the west when they pulled into the drive. All of them gasped at the view, mountains stretching away below them with a river winding down the valley. A small town was just visible through the distant trees. Birds soared overhead in the deep blue sky and scuttling of animals in the woods below the deck could be heard. "This is beautiful." Bruce pulled his wife close and hugged her. "You ladies have out done yourselves this time." James stood hugging Mary and agreed. "There is no one for at least 5 miles. A perfect get away." He leaned down and kissed her deeply. "It has been a long drive, why don't we get some dinner and then relax in the hot tub." He suggested. Mary thought for a minute. "Uh Oh." She exclaimed. "I know what we forgot to pack." She exchanged a quick glance with Hannah. "The food!" They both said in unison. "What!" Bruce shook his head. "How could you forget the food?" He asked amazed at the importance of their mistake. "It will take 15 minutes just to get back to town." James glanced at Mary then volunteered them. "We can take care of the food." He stepped inside and grabbed a pen and paper. "What do we need?" He asked. They all suggested things to get from the store. He and Mary headed inside once the list was finished, leaving Bruce outside enjoying the view with Hannah. They soaked up the view, holding hands and feeling the warmth of their bodies as the evening breeze began to blow. "Why don't you get the hot tub started?" Hannah suggested. She kissed him, lingering as she nipped at his lower lip. "I will run get our suits." "Great idea." Bruce pulled his shirt over his head and handed it to his wife, who watched with growing lust. He stepped over and started removing the heavy plastic cover. She blew him a kiss and winked at him as she ducked inside. He fiddled with the dials and buttons until he had a radio station he liked and the low level jets blowing bubbles. Hannah returned in a flirty one-piece swimsuit with a little fringe skirt. "You like?" She twirled and showed off her tight ass and curvaceous breasts. The suit was low cut and showed off all of the inner curve of her creamy breast and a small portion of her upper abs. He nodded from the railing as he tried not to let his jaw hit the deck. "I must confess a slight problem." She pled and fluttered her eyelids, looking up at him like a puppy that was in trouble. "Your suit is in the bag that was still in the car." "You are amazing." He shook his head in disbelief. "I guess I have to either wait or go in with my shorts on." He stepped up to the edge. She grabbed his arm to stop him. "Oh, no you don't. Those are brand new shorts, I will not let you soak them in chlorinated water for the next half an hour." She pulled him gently towards her. "There might be another option." She raised an eyebrow suggestively. "What is that?" He had a pretty good idea what she would suggest, but wasn't sure if it was a good idea. "You could go in the buff." She suggested, staring at the slowly growing bulge in his shorts. "I know you like the idea, you always have enjoyed being naked." She snuggled close to him, rubbing her hands on his bare chest. "I could get your suit as soon as James gets back, while he is unloading the car if you really want me to." She stared into his eyes and kissed him lightly on the lips. "Or you could turn the jets up and see if anyone notices." She unzipped his shorts. "Please..." She kissed him again as the shorts slid to the deck. Bruce kissed her back and held her close. "You will get my suit as soon as they come back?" He looked at her face, glowing with an excitement that he hadn't seen for a long time. "Ok, just for you my love." He stepped out of the shorts and slipped his briefs off as well. He stood and let her hands caress his stomach and his half hard cock as she kissed him deeply and passionately. He broke away and stepped into the hot tub. "Hurry back." He grinned as he sank into the warming water. Hannah had slipped into the house to put his shorts away. No sooner had she disappeared, when Mary stepped out onto the deck. "Would you like a drink?" She asked. She was carrying a tray of glasses filled with ice water. Bruce felt his heart leap into his throat, Hannah had neglected to tell him they were not alone. "What?" Mary set the drinks beside the hot tub and noticed his shocked look. "Is it the suit?" She teased him by stepping back and twirling just as his wife had. "I just bought it last week, I hope James likes it." He stared. She was tall and had smaller breasts cupped within the bright pink material of her bikini. Her long legs looked amazing framed by the bikini bottom. "I think he will." He stammered. Beneath the waters his cock continued to grow, so he reached over and turned the bubbles up. Hannah stepped out onto the deck and gasped. Bruce felt a wave of panic for a brief second until he heard her exclaim. "That suit looks HOT!" She took Mary's hand and helped her turn and model it a little more, then stepped into the hot tub. "I wish I had legs like yours." She told Mary and handed Bruce a glass of water. Bruce accepted the water and shifted over on the bench to let his wife sit beside him. "I think your legs are just fine." He told her as Mary stepped in and sat across from them. Hannah reached over beneath the bubbles and gripped his now very stiff cock. She squeezed him playfully. "Yes, but Mary can get any man hard just by walking by in that outfit." Mary grinned appreciatively at the compliment. "Yes, but guys will fall all over themselves for a glimpse of your breasts." She returned. Under the water her long legs reached out and she ran her toes up Bruce's thigh, coming to rest with her toes gently massaging his balls. "Don't you agree?" She grinned at him. He groaned quietly at the sensations on his throbbing cock. "I certainly do." He tried to shift himself so that the two girls would not accidentally bump into each other. "I know I would so anything for a glimpse of them." He kissed his wife on the cheek and nipped at her ear, adding in a whisper. "Or a taste." Hannah leaned in close and kissed him deeply, her hand still stroking his throbbing shaft. "Would you share me with someone?" She asked quietly as she moved up to nibble his ear. Her large breasts pressed into his chest. Bruce groaned and forgot about Mary for a brief minute. She ran her hands through his hair as she nipped at his neck, her other hand tracing its way up his chest to cup his chin while she kissed him again. "Would you share me?" She asked again after breaking the kiss. Bruce nodded his head only half way understanding the question through the tingling passion of her kiss and touch. "Of course I would...." He paused and realized with a start that there were now 3 hands on him. His wife's hands were around his shoulders and under his chin, but a third hand was stoking his cock. "Wait a minute...what did you ask?" Hannah and Mary both laughed. "See what I mean?" Mary shared a knowing glance with Hannah and Bruce felt trapped. "I would." Hannah returned her eyes to her husband and slid her hand down his chest. He started to panic. Her hand closed over his cock and fingers interlaced with her friends as they stroked in unison. "I would share you with a special friend if you wanted." Her voice was husky and her breath rapid as the moment of truth arrived. Bruce wasn't sure what to think as the two women stroked his cock in the warm churning water. He would love to see the girls together, especially now, but what about James? "I guess I wouldn't mind." He glanced at Mary nervously and saw a look of relief pass across her features. "If it was someone special." He returned to his wife who had a look of ecstasy on her face. She curled into him, squeezing his cock tightly as she stroked. "I know you will enjoy it." Hannah leaned in and kissed him, their tongues probing passionately as they explored each other. Bruce stroked her arms and pulled her closer, her breasts pressing against his chest. "Mmmm..." she moaned as their lips parted. She raised herself up and slipped into his lap. "You love these, don't you?" She slipped her suit to the side and let her heavy breasts fall free. "They are my favorite." Bruce lifted one breast in each hand, gently massaging as he leaned over to kiss and lick them. He covered her glistening wet mammaries with his tongue, slowing to suck the stiffening nipple in to his mouth. He felt Mary stroking and guiding his now rock hard cock, guiding it towards his wife's swollen pussy. She slipped the suit aside and rubbed Hannah's lips, pulling them wide with one hand while stroking Bruce with the other. The sensations were amazing when stroking fingers combined with pulsing pussy. He nearly came just from entering her. Hannah looked back at Mary partially submerged in the water. "I think he likes it." She said, feeling his sucking become harder and more urgent. She held his head close against her aching breasts and enjoyed the tongue and cock pleasing her. His cock was so swollen and thick she knew that she needed to slow things down a bit. "I think we need to see Mary now." She suggested. Mary sat up and looked at each of them. Bruce had not let go of the nipple in his mouth yet, but Hannah had stopped rocking and was sitting very still, impaled on her husbands cock. "If you insist." She stood up, water cascading off of her skin. She found a good position on the deck beside them and untied her top. The bikini fell away to reveal firm breasts with pert pink nipples. Totally different from Hannah's heavy hangers, but they drew Bruce's eye as he nipped and sucked on Hannah. Then she turned and pulled the bottoms tight, the material sliding between her ass cheeks. "Wow!" Bruce exclaimed as he got his first up close look at Mary's tight ass and long sleek legs. Hannah playfully swatted him on the head, but she was enjoying the view just as much. He tweaked her stiff nipples as they watched the bottoms slide down and Mary stepped out of them. She smiled and turned towards them. "You like?" She walked towards them slowly swaying her hips as she knelt behind Bruce. "I like!" Hannah said and looked down at Bruce. "You know I helped her shave just for you." She grinned an impish grin with a twinkle in her eye. Hannah gripped the back of his head and tilted him back until he was looking straight up. Mary shifted herself over and stood right above him. "Did we do a good job?" She teased. Bruce rested his head on the edge of the tub and looked up along the long thighs to Mary's smooth shaved pussy. Her lips were pink and glistened as water dripped down her thighs. "Looks like you did a great job from here, but a closer inspection might be needed." Mary let out a little moan and slowly lowered herself until Bruce could reach out and touch her with his tongue, which he did. His words were muffled as he licked and commented on how smooth and tasty she was. He covered her outer lips and nibbled. Mary moaned as she felt him begin to explore, outer first and slowly working in. His tongue found every crease between her lips and stroked them. "Oh he is good." She told Hannah. Her eyes sparkled as she looked down at her friend. Hannah grinned, knowing exactly what Mary was feeling. Then she added her own mouth to the mix by leaning forward and sucking one of the pert nipples into her own mouth. Mary found herself on the edge of a climax as the two tongues drove her libido into overdrive. Then Bruce slipped in between her wet inner lips and stiffened his tongue. He drove it inside her as her body rocked uncontrollably on his tongue. She screamed her orgasm just as James walked through the door. "I guess you started without me." He commented. He did not appear surprised at all by the threesome in the hot tub. "I hope there is room for one more." He stripped his shirt and shorts off and walked over to the tub.