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A Weekend of Reconnecting Ch. 01

By: JourneyNbyS



Lisa and I had become close friends with Jimmy and Molly shortly after Lisa and Molly began working together. They were two peas in a pod and Jimmy and I certainly got along well enough. We spent a fair amount of time together, going to each others' houses, going out to eat, even taking a vacation together. This is no story of pornstar proportions - both women meeting more 'realistic' standards. Don't get me wrong. I love my wife dearly, and she certainly got my juices flowing for reasons beyond the fact that she was my wife. She carried some extra weight, but that did add to certain aspects. I loved her ass, especially when we were fucking and I would enter her from behind. It was a great feeling to bang against that cushion, and it also provided the right amount to get a good hold of. But, better than that, the extra weight gave her a great set of DD tits. I loved playing with them, kissing them, licking and sucking them, and took it as a great treat when she would straddle me and just brush them over my body, using little more than her nipples to hold my attention. Yep, she was more than enough for me.

At the mention of our first vacation, I do have to admit I was a little excited as ideas ran through my head. Molly was shorter than my wife without quite as much extra weight. That did mean smaller tits, probably a C cup. But she caught my attention as she was a little more outgoing in presenting herself. The jeans were a little tighter, the tops cut a little lower, and the bra straps that hung out were a myriad of colors. She was definitely doable. But our first vacation was a stay in a 2-bedroom cabin that yielded little to no 'extra-curricular' activity, even between my wife and myself. 

"We have our own room. And we're married, we're supposed to do that," I argued.

"But not our own bathroom for afterwards," she retorted. "You wouldn't want me to head to the bathroom naked to clean up only to have Jimmy head to the bathroom at the same time, would you?"

I just let out a little grunt, seemingly to agree, but also to hide my indecision, considering the new, adventurous air it could lend to the trip. 

It didn't happen. 

But life did. Kids came, we moved out of state, and all found ourselves with much less time and disposable income. The girls kept some contact, but we rarely saw each other. But after a few years with only the occasional quick visit as we happened to travel past the other, I was excited when my wife presented the idea of getting together with them again for an intentional weekend together. The realities of life caught up to the situation and it would simply be a two-night weekend somewhere in between our respective homes. I was a little more excited when it was explained that the kids would be left behind for some time to just be adults. But due to finances, we would be sharing a double room at the hotel. "After all, we would all be hanging out together in one room or the other anyway, other than sleeping. And when we are sleeping, who cares anyway," my wife explained.

"A weekend in a hotel without the kids. Need I say more?"

"A weekend in a hotel hanging out with Jimmy and Molly, not wasting the day in bed."

"Then I better get some before we leave, or I might quite possibly be intolerable."

"We'll see." With her finalization of the conversation, I knew it was out of my hands.

~~~~~~~~~

The weekend finally arrived and we drove a couple of hours to arrive late Friday afternoon just about the same time as Jimmy and Molly. What can I say? The girls are good at planning. We spent the evening sharing stories about the kids, grabbing a bite to eat, and playing cards. I was a little disappointed that there wasn't even mention of going down to the pool and hot tub. Sure, there wouldn't be any funny business in the hotel pool area, undoubtedly occupied by a mob of children and overly protective mothers. But at least I would get to steal a few looks at my wife and Molly in their suits, probably the least I would see them in all weekend. Pretty sad when you spend a weekend in a hotel with your wife and the least you see her wearing is a swim suit in the public pool.

When it was decided that bed time had arrived, it was all rather mechanical. Jimmy and I each took our turns in the bathroom as we would undoubtedly take less time than the girls. I took a leak, changed into my gym shorts, then headed back out. Molly went next while the rest of us puttered around the room, picking up, finishing drinks, and cracking a last few jokes. When I heard the bathroom door open, I took a quick, seemingly instinctive look to find Molly emerging in a pair of shorts and a tank top. It certainly wasn't anything overly exciting as I got more of a rise out of seeing her discarded bra lying on the top of the pile of clothes that she carried out. A nice light blue, it obviously had a fair amount of lace and I was left to only imagine the sight of her tits wrapped in the bra, her nipples peaking out at me.

As Lisa took her turn in the bathroom, the rest of us finished the duties in the room, turned off all of the lights except for the one between the beds, and started climbing into bed. Knowing that sleeping in nothing but my boxers like normal would be a major party foul in this crowd, I did decide to compromise and pulled my t-shirt off before climbing into bed.

"Hey now. Don't forget this is a shared room." I looked over to see Molly watching me and giving me that grin that indicated she knew she was implying much more that I was actually going to give.

"Sorry. If it offends you, too bad," I threw back. "I just stay way too warm sleeping to keep it on." And I slid into my own spot under the sheets. 

As I slid into bed, the bathroom door opened and Lisa came out in the expected pajama pants and t-shirt.

"You two must be quite the combination in bed," Molly stated, watching my wife put her clothes away and walk towards our bed. 

Lisa paused and gave her a bit of a funny look as she let out a tentative "Why?"

"He said he is always hot in bed and you look like you are always cold."

"Yeah, that's about right," Lisa said as she continued into bed.

With that, the last light went out and the TV was turned off. It was nearly dark, other than the vanity light that was left on, providing little more than a nightlight for the possible bathroom run after so many drinks. Before our eyes really adjusted, the dark seemed to isolate each bed into its own existence as each couple settled in to drift off to sleep. My wife, as usual, lay on her side with her back to me, so I took the opportunity to slide in behind her and cuddle up. Knowing better than to push things with even a little play, I simply formed my body to hers, wrapped one arm around her waist with my hand on her tummy and began to relax. Ok, so maybe I did give just a gentle thrust or two with my hips. Just enough to let her know I appreciated her there next to me. With our friends only a few feet away, I was pleasantly surprised when she gave a little grind back, then quietly whispered "Good night."

After a week of work, a bit of a drive, and then a few drinks, it didn't take me long to begin to drift off. Even before I did, I could hear Lisa's breathing settle into that slow rhythm of sleep. I'm not exactly sure how long it was before I drifted back into a state of semi-awareness and heard some movement from the other bed. I figured someone was just readjusting to a better sleep position. But then I heard what I was sure was the gentle smack of lips kissing. From my position behind my wife, I could look over her shoulder to see Jimmy and Molly lying in their bed. My eyes had obviously adjusted to the darkness as the vanity light seemed to provide a considerably better view than it had when we first went to bed. 

And what a sight it was. Molly was lying nearest to us, on her back. Jimmy was next to her on his side. She had her head turned towards him and they were definitely kissing, albeit softly and quietly. He had one arm around her, resting on her ribs about as close to the side of her tit as he could get without actually grabbing it. A glance lower showed that her hand closest to him was lightly rubbing the inside of his thigh right at the bottom of the leg of his shorts. I don't know about him, but it drove me crazy when Lisa did that to me. I also knew if I woke up my wife I would not only be in trouble with her, but would probably also end the little show going on across the way. There was no way I was going back to sleep, so silently as I could I slid my hand to my wife's hip and resigned to just take in the sights. 

Gradually, the kissing became more intense and the noise just a little louder. As Molly curled her fingers up and into the leg of his shorts, Jimmy slid his hand from her ribs to gently cup her tit. He kneaded first one, then the other as I lay there silently watching. My own cock began to rise to the occasion and I have to say, that even though she was asleep, the friction against my wife's ass only added to the stimulation as my cock worked its way towards full mast. Meanwhile, across the way, Jimmy became more specific and began teasing and pulling at Molly's nipples through the fabric of her tank top. Even with the minimal light, I could clearly see he wouldn't have any trouble finding those through her shirt. They were trying to find their own way out through the fabric.

As I lay there, I had a bit of a reflective moment. Was this really happening? I had fantasized more than once about Molly, and now here she was, feet away, being molested. Yes, I really was awake. How far would this go? Personally, once started, I know I find it awful hard to pull up short. I knew enough about Jimmy to make an educated guess that he was probably about the same. But they wouldn't really fuck right there in front of us, would they? Certainly they would at least pull the covers up and over before anything got too racy, leaving me with nothing more than an audio version of my current peep show. And what if Lisa woke up? Would she turn away to give them at least a little privacy? Or would she speak up and end the whole event right then and there? With a definite twitch of my dick, my mind ran to the other extreme and wondered if she would follow the mood and start a little action of our own. No, no way she would go there. I knew my wife better than that. 

So I just lay there and watched as Jimmy continued to tweak one nipple, then the other. They broke their lip lock and as Jimmy proceeded to kiss her ear, neck, and then down to her shoulder, Molly turned her head away from him and rolled it towards us. I had been mindful to keep my eyes barely open. With the vanity light behind me, I knew there was no way for her to detect that I was awake and watching them. And yet, it was as if she looked over my wife's shoulder and locked eyes with me for just a moment, before closing her eyes again in a flush of pleasure. I looked down to find Jimmy had moved his hand from her tits to the bottom of her tank top and was working his hand under the material, inadvertently moving the bottom of the shirt up as his hand moved up her body. Molly had also moved her hand from the bottom of his shorts to the top, running her fingers just under the waistband. I had felt that enough to know that that little tease at the waistband is only the precursor to her hand sliding in and wrapping itself around his cock. 

I couldn't take it anymore. With my hand on Lisa's hip, I gave it a little squeeze as I pulled her hips back against my stiff cock just briefly. I released the pressure, moving my hand slightly forward and around to the front of her hip. I'm not quite sure where I was headed, but was quite surprised when Lisa moved her arm out of my way, tucked it under my arm, and grabbed my shorts, giving a little pull towards her, again ever so slightly pressing my cock into the crack of her ass. It felt incredible, even if there were several layers of material between us. 

More than just a grasp of my shorts, that little move was a big communication between my wife and me. That little tug of the shorts said "I'm awake, I know what's going on over there, and I'm in the mood." It was permission. With our increased movement, I checked with our roommates and they appeared to be entirely unaware of our being awake. Hell, I'm pretty sure they weren't even concerned with our presence at that point. Jimmy was making direct contact with Molly's nipples as her shirt had ridden up far enough to show the bottom bulge of her tits. Proving my prediction correct, Molly had worked her hand past the waistband of Jimmy's shorts and was giving his cock long, slow strokes just out of sight from my peeping eyes. There was no doubt Lisa was also watching and being inspired by the action in the other bed.

With my wife's silent permission, I moved my hand from my wife's hip up and directly under her shirt. There was no need to waste time starting the play through her shirt. At the same time, Lisa dropped her hand and wrapped her fingers around my cock through my shorts. I gave an appreciative little grind against her ass before relaxing again to allow her room to work with her hand. I decided to keep things moving right along and hooked the bottom of her shirt with my thumb as the rest of my hand worked up under her shirt towards those glorious tits I so loved to play with. In effect, I simultaneously pulled her shirt up while keeping contact with my fingers until I hit the crease at the bottom of her tits. With it being a little warm in the room, our sheet had never gotten pulled up beyond our waists. Any more movement of my hand and her bare tit would be exposed to Jimmy and Molly if they cared to look. I certainly didn't want to stop, but I also knew the conservative nature of my wife. My mind was made up for me, however, as my wife doubled her pace of my dick, trying to lend me a little extra motivation. Without further adieu, I focused solely on her shirt just long enough to pull it up and over both tits, fully exposing them to my touch as well as the eyes of our friends, if they had cared to look. As my fingers returned to her nipples, Lisa let out a quiet but definite sigh of pleasure. I checked in with our roommates to find that Molly's shirt had also been pulled up, revealing both tits to my peeping eyes. Molly had done some work of her own and Jimmy's cock was half way out the top of his shorts as she moved her hand up and down its length. I couldn't see Lisa's face from my position behind her, but I took her excitement to imply that she, too, was watching.

As I rolled a nipple between my fingers, Lisa insistently moved her hand to grab the waistband of my shorts and boxers at the same time and pulled them down below my balls, and then pulled them down over my hip so they would stay out of her way. She gave me a few quick strokes before stuffing my rock hard dick between her thighs. She then moved her hand around to her front and continued to stroke my cock and at the same time press it against her pussy. 

A large amount of movement from the other bed caught my attention and I looked over to find Molly rolling over on top of Jimmy and grinding her pussy against his shaft. With a neat trick new to me, from the squatting position, Molly hooked her toes in top of Jimmy's shorts and, with the extension of her legs, slid his shorts and boxers down his legs. From there, it was only a little kick on Jimmy's part for them to be completely off and out of the way. Jimmy reached down with both hands to grab her ass and pull her tighter to him. After a few squeezes, he ran his hands down her thighs, back up, and under her panties. With his hands still in her panties, he ran both hands down and between her legs as she instinctively spread her legs to give his fingers full access to her pussy. I could now clearly hear her breathing heavy and letting out little moans as he brushed over just the right spots.

With Lisa willingly exposing her tits for the entire room to see, and the sheet sill covering us from the waist down, I figured I was allowed some liberty so let go of her nipple and ran my hand down her body. With a certain level of urgency, I grasped both her pajama pants and panties in the back and pulled them down over her ass. She did have to let my cock slide from between her thighs, but I worked my way around her hip and then pulled the front down to get her pants down just below her ass. I reached back and gave her bare ass a firm squeeze before grabbing her by the hip and crushing my bare cock against her ass. She then forced her hand down between us to grab my dick and feed it back between her now bare upper thighs. With it again in place, she began to press back into my hips and then pull away, sliding my dick between her thighs and simultaneously pressing it against her clit and along her now very wet slit with her hand. 

Based on our previous experiences with just this kind of foreplay, I knew she was just strokes from rolling forward and shoving my dick into her pussy on the next upstroke. As I was getting ready to fuck my wife silly, another rush of movement from the other bed brought the two of us to an immediate standstill. There was no parting stroke, no moving apart, we simply froze exactly where we were, even holding our breath as Molly rolled off of Jimmy. Shit. We were busted. They no longer had the limited privacy of our being asleep. They would most likely be terribly embarrassed, throw the covers over themselves, and we would all spend an incredibly awkward and sleepless night before trying to find some way to avoid the giant elephant in the room for the rest of our time together. This could potentially be the end of our friendship.

Lisa and I lay there, still fully entwined, as we watched Molly stand up between the two beds, looking straight at us. My still-hard cock gave an involuntary twitch as Molly bent over and pulled her shorts and panties down to the floor. It probably seems like an odd time to ask, but none the less, "What the hell is going on here?" raced through my mind. Molly walked over to their suitcase, rummaged through, and as she pulled out a small package, looked straight and Lisa and I, and asked, "Do you guys want a condom too while I'm up?"

And there it was. This was definitely the point of no return for our little event. A "No thanks" meant Lisa and I were done, and there would undoubtedly be some awkwardness if Jimmy and Molly didn't break things off too. On the other hand, a "Yes, please" meant we were all about to go places Lisa and I had never expected to go prior to the last hour. 

At the speed of light, my mind was considering my options and at the same time trying to anticipate my wife's disposition towards the situation. After all, I really did want to stay married to this woman.

As it turns out, I didn't have to come to a conclusion. "Sure, if you have an extra," Lisa responded. 

"Absolutely," Molly confirmed as she tore two condoms from the strip and turned back towards us. 

Like lightning, in less time that it took Molly to cover the distance between their suitcase and our bed, my hand grabbed the top of Lisa's pants and panties and stripped them down her legs. She was certainly agreeable as she lifted and kicked her legs at the right time to assist in achieving her nudity. Molly walked right up to the side of our bed and as she handed me the condom, Lisa sat up, kicked the sheet completely off of us, and pulled my boxers down and off of me. As I worked to get the condom open and out, Lisa brought her hands back up and wrapped them around my dick as it now pointed straight up in the air and gave a few strokes, smearing the drips of pre-cum around the head before wrapping her lips around the head and giving it a good suck while working her tongue all over. I do love some good oral, so I took a pause from the condom to allow my wife a little time to work.


A Weekend of Reconnecting Ch. 01



As she sucked and moved her hand down to caress and squeeze my nuts, I looked over to watch Molly climb back on and straddle Jimmy's thighs. With all the confidence of a woman in total control of her lover, she opened their condom and rolled it down Jimmy's prick. I then watched as she rocked forward, took a firm grip, and guided Jimmy straight up and in to her wet snatch. She was definitely wet as there wasn't even so much as a pause as she settled down and took it all the way to the hilt in one stroke. As she hit bottom, she grabbed her tank top by the bottom and pulled it up and over her head, letting her tits bounce free in the dim light as she worked up and down on Jimmy. 

At that moment, Lisa popped off my cock and simply said, "Condom." I brought my attention back to my own bed and quickly rolled the condom over my throbbing dick. I had to be careful of creating too much friction or I might have shot my load right then and there. This was a situation that may never come around again, and I didn't want to lose my opportunity to fuck my wife in front of our friends. I didn't even have my hands away from the base of my cock before Lisa rolled and straddled my stomach. She leaned down and our lips locked and tongues twirled as she reached behind her and between her legs to guide my dick into her. As she hit bottom, she sat upright and began grinding forwards and back. With her upright position, her shirt had slid back down and covered those luscious tits I wanted to play with. With no disagreement on her part, I grabbed Lisa's shirt and pulled it up and off. Oh, how I love the sight of those big tits hanging in my face as she ground down against my hips. I couldn't help but reach up, take a tit in each hand, and play with those nipples like I was adjusting the volume of the radio. 

After we all had settled into a good rhythm and worked things up to the next level of excitement, Lisa leaned down, pressing her tits against my chest, and gave me another deep kiss. As she pulled her face away, she put her mouth by my ear and quietly whispered, "Let's really give them a show. I'll climb off and you get on your knees behind me and fuck away."

Did I mention how much I like grabbing and fucking her juicy ass? That was an excellent idea. Before letting her go, I whispered back, "Ok, but then I want you to reach down and play. Use your hand at the same time. Play with my nuts, play with your clit, really work it. But make sure you use your right arm so they can see you reaching down there."

With only her movement to serve as agreement to my request, Lisa pulled off my cock and then simply moved sideways to let me up. With the movement attracting the attention of both Jimmy and Molly, they watched as I got up on my knees and moved in behind Lisa. She dropped to one elbow on the bed and I was pleased as, when making my final approach, I saw her hand reach out from between her legs to grab my cock and guide it into place. 'Pull' it into place is probably more correct as her desire and urgency were more than obvious. Jimmy, Molly, and I all watched as my dick disappeared between Lisa's ass cheeks and deep into her pussy. It was my turn to groan out loud as she moved her hand back and lightly squeezed my sack. 

Intentionally loud enough to be heard throughout the room, I followed the groan with, "Ugh, I love it when you play with my nuts like that." The sensation was quite incredible as I began repeatedly withdrawing all but the tip of my cock before sending it back home. Unable to stay in contact with my thrusting sack, Lisa turned the attention of her hand to herself, alternating between rubbing up and down her slit and then rubbing circles on her clit. I was pleasantly surprised at her continued touching of herself. While she certainly didn't mind touching me, she was usually hands off when it came to herself. I wasn't going to last much longer at this rate. "Oh, fuck, that's good."

I turned to watch Jimmy pull Molly down on top of him. They then rolled as one with Jimmy coming out on top. Without disengaging, he got up on his knees and began really sending it home. He was being forceful enough that, even with their smaller size than my wife's, Molly's tits were bouncing all over the place. 

I could feel Lisa beginning to clench and knew she was right on the verge. I got a good hold on each hip and pulled her back onto my dick with a little extra force. With only three more strokes, we were both quivering uncontrollably through our orgasms. I was bucking out of control and she was a limp, quivering rag, only being held up by my hands on her hips and my dick in her pussy. As the stars cleared, she had fallen onto her stomach and I had fallen half on top and half beside her, my wet, softening dick lying across her ass cheeks. 

"That was incredible," Lisa gasped.

"Yes, yes it was," I responded. "Look, they're right there too."

We both watched as Jimmy, now resting on his hands, drove at a frenzied pace, forcing Molly's legs to spread nearly straight out to the side. Molly's groans and moans became louder until she was full on screaming through her orgasm and Jimmy struggled to keep her under him. As she came down and relaxed from her orgasm, she reached her hand down between her legs. Jimmy pulled his dick out of her pussy, and quick as a Robin on a worm, Molly wrapped her hand around his shaft, pulled the condom off, and continued stroking him until he shot his load all over her stomach, the last few dribbles falling into the soft muff between her legs.

Spent, he fell to the bed beside Molly, looking over her tits at us on our bed. "Sorry to wake you guys up," he said to us.

"No, no. Thank you for waking us up. I was afraid this was going to be a completely dry weekend despite being in a hotel without the kids."

We all laughed. "Well, this wasn't exactly planned. It just sort of happened," Molly said.

"Not planned?" I asked incredulously. "You just happen to have a whole pack of condoms in your suitcase? Don't get me wrong, I'm glad you did. But that sounds like at least an inkling of some funny business ahead of time."

"Well," Jimmy and Molly looked at each other. "You never know what's going to happen, and I wanted to be prepared for anything. Surprise, surprise, Jimmy didn't have a problem with that."

Again we all laughed. We all basked in the afterglow and carried on with idle chit chat as we each took our turn in the bathroom as needed before returning to bed. After her turn in the bathroom, Lisa crawled back into bed next to me and pulled the sheet up to her shoulders as she lay down on her side, facing away from me. 

Molly made a little jab as she said to Lisa, "All of that and now you are going to get shy on us and have to stay covered?"

"No, just getting chilled as I cool off."

"Here, let me keep you warm," I offered as I rolled in behind her and again threw my arm around her waist, cupping a tit as I settled in.

"Seriously? That thing is already poking me in the ass? Isn't he worn out?"

"Think of it as a thermometer, just finding a nice little pocket to sit in and make sure you stay warm." Again, group laughter.

"I think where it is will give you an accurate enough reading for the rest of the night. No need to go further."

"Aww, I think we could get a more accurate reading elsewhere," I said as my cock twitched a couple of times.

"No," she laughed. "I'm going to sleep now. We have an appointment for that sightseeing tour tomorrow. I really don't want to sleep through it."

"Out of curiosity," Molly piped up, "where exactly is that 'thermometer' taking your temperature?"

"Just where I like it," I said, "at least for the cuddling."

Lisa added, "It's one of those times when having a bigger ass is a benefit. His prick just snuggles right in between my cheeks."

As Jimmy tried to follow our lead and snuggle in behind Molly, she rolled over towards him and pushed him on his back. "I don't think so. That's nothing but trouble for us at this time of night."

"Awww," Jimmy wined as she put her head on his shoulder and cuddled up next to him with one leg draped over his abdomen.

"I think you'll be fine for tonight. Besides, we have another night to go at the hotel."

With Molly's last statement, my dick again gave a couple of involuntary twitches between my wife's ass cheeks. She gave a little grind back against it, first a side to side wiggle followed by a couple of slight but definite up and down strokes. "Good night," she whispered to me. 

It was a good night.



A Weekend of Reconnecting Ch. 02



I woke up the next morning as the sun began working in through the cracks of the curtains. At first, until my memory came back, it was just the normal morning and I reveled in snuggling up to my wife under the comforter. I began to come back to reality as I heard noise from the other bed. My head popped up and I looked over to see Jimmy, still asleep, spooning up behind Molly with his hand unconsciously cupping one of her exposed tits. I blinked a couple of times to make sure I was actually awake and seeing things straight. Then the memories of bedtime last night came flooding back. I leaned back from Lisa and looked down between us, across my bare chest and her naked back, all the way down to where my limp dick was pressed up against her ass. 

As I realized it hadn't been a dream, my dick didn't stay limp for long. I kind of felt bad about it, knowing how little Lisa liked to be woken up in the morning before she was ready. But there was just too much bare flesh in sight to keep it down. I watched as the normal morning wood, combined with the situation, quickly popped my dick up to nearly full mast. Now what?

I decided to just let it nestle in between Lisa's ass cheeks and cuddle back in, keeping things as quiet as possible until she woke up. I even managed to keep my hands off her nipples, as bad as I wanted to play. I was nearly back to sleep when Lisa moved her head and kicked her feet just a little, signifying her impending waking. I continued to just lay there and let her progress at her own pace. 

She lay still for a few more minutes before taking a deep breath, then raising her hand to put it on my upper arm where it wrapped around her ribs. She hit a sudden stop, and I assumed she just realized that we were all naked. I could only imagine that, alcohol and hormones now out of her system, she would freak, pushing me away, and demanding I get something for her to put on. 

Instead, she gave a tentative little push back with her ass, as if feeling to confirm that we were really fully naked and that really was my cock against her ass. Question answered, the memories of last night must have come back to her and, much to my pleasure, she held onto my arm a little tighter and cuddled back to me, giving her ass a little shake as she did so. Together as one, we just lay there and I realized it was almost as if we were still in that post-sex glow from the previous night.

After a while, we heard motion from the other bed as Molly began to wake up. Lisa and I watched for a reaction as Molly rubbed her eyes, lifted her head to look at the clock, and then looked down at her exposed torso with Jimmy's hand still cupping her tit. After a slight pause to consider, she let out the breath she had been holding and dropped her head back on her pillow. She looked over at the two of us watching her and, with a cute little smile, said, "Good morning."

Jimmy, too, began to stir as we all just soaked in the joy of waking slowly rather than to the commotion of children setting the schedule for getting up. Realizing Lisa was having no adverse response to waking up in a room of naked people, I slid my hand up and gave her tit a little squeeze before teasing her nipple with just the tips of my fingers. In response, she pressed her hips back against my cock and I gave a little push back forward. It was nothing terribly obscene, just a little playful. Jimmy, too, became a little more animated as he gave first one tit, then the other a good, full-handed squeeze. He then slid his hand down her ribs. Covered by their sheet from there, I could only make an educated guess that he slid his hand down between he and Molly to make a little 'adjustment' to his cock before pulling his hand back out and put it on her hip, pulling it back against him.

"So what time is our appointment?" Lisa asked. As something to do during the trip, the girls had scheduled us for a guided tour of a local brewery. Neither of them were really beer drinkers, but they set it up as a bit of consolation to the two of us guys for putting up with their gossip and girl talk all weekend. That was, of course, before the weekend had taken the surprising turn last night.

Looking at the clock, Molly quickly calculated that we had just less than two hours to get all of us up, showered, and out the door. 

"Two hours? Sounds like plenty of time to me," I said as I began to run my hand down between Lisa's thighs.

"Oh good grief," she playfully argued as she reached back to my hip and pushed me away from her. With a flare of drama, I fell onto my back and let out an over exaggerated sigh of mock frustration.

"I don't know, I don't think it would take me too long," Jimmy tried to resurrect the argument. "Should be plenty of time." He gave a couple of good hip thrusts against Molly, using his hand on her hip to provide more resistance and pressure.

"You two are so male," Lisa groaned. With a laugh Molly added, "No doubt."

"And you two seemed to rather enjoy our 'maleness' last night," I said. With their silence, I decided I won that argument.

"All right, I'll be the first," Molly said, throwing back the covers and rolling out of bed. She got up, grabbed a few things and headed in to take a shower. 

As the three of us lay there, listening to the shower turn on, Jimmy reached for the TV remote and began flipping through the channels. While I watched the screen, waiting for him to settle on something, Lisa rolled over to me, and throwing a leg over, slid over on top of me. My heart quickened just a beat or two as she lay on top of me and her furry mound lay on top of my half-hard cock. She leaned in and gave me a few leisurely pecks on the lips before resting her head on my shoulder. As I ran my hands down her back to simply rest them on her ass, she gave a little roll of the hips to grind against my now stiffening cock. As she applied pressure, her curly hairs tickled the bottom of my cock and then down over my balls. She finished the down-stroke, then after a few seconds rest, slowly rolled her hips back up the length of my shaft. As I looked over, Jimmy was entirely locked in on the program he had found and unaware of our activities, or he was intentionally keeping his awareness hidden from us. Either way, I didn't really care.

I caressed my hands as low on her ass as I could reach, then out to the sides, communicating my desire for her legs to be spread wider. Taking my hint, Lisa bent her knees and pulled them up, causing her to be closer to squatting on my now hard cock than simply laying on it. From the new position, she continued the slow up and down strokes of her mound and I simply ran my hands up and down her back, just giving that gentle, loving encouragement of a lover in the hands of another.

After several minutes of nearly identical strokes, Lisa made another up-stroke along my shaft but moved up higher than before, sliding far enough that her pussy actually slid up and past the end of my bulging head. She again made the customary pause before sliding back down, but this time the head of my dick slid up between her thighs before making contact with her now wet, hot pussy lips. Without any pause whatsoever, she continued the down stroke, impaling herself on me. As she bottomed out, she again paused and I let out a sigh of contentment, simply enjoying the feeling of being wrapped in my wife's pussy.

For the next ten minutes, the slow sensual rhythm continued. Up stroke until only the head of my dick rested between her lips, pause, down stroke to my balls, pause. The two of us lay there, and slowly made love as Jimmy, apparently oblivious, was only feet away, in broad daylight, watching TV. I was so mesmerized, I didn't even hear Molly finish in the shower and come back out into the room.

"All right, who's next?" she asked with a definite cheer in her voice. I looked over to see her standing by their suitcase, still completely naked but for the towel wrapped around her hair.

"I'll go," Lisa responded. And with the impending anticlimactic end to our fuck, I let out a groan. Lisa sat upright on my dick, pulling her feet up beside my hips, and simply stood straight up, letting my dick slide from her pussy as she went up. Standing over me, she looked down and directed, "I'll shower quick, and then while I'm doing my hair, you can come in and shower to keep things moving."

I didn't respond, I just lay there, watching her lubricating fluids run down the inside of her thigh, then looked up to her eyes as she gave me a wicked little wink. And then she stepped over me, off the bed, and was gone. 

Molly paused at the foot of my bed and, looking down at my dripping wet cock, said, "And Jimmy just lays there watching TV."

"Huh?" Jimmy asked in response to hearing his name.

Molly and I both chuckled before she responded, "Nothing, just enjoy your show."

I don't know about his show, but I did enjoy mine. I just laid there in bed with my hands behind my head and my wet shaft completely exposed and softening slightly as it air-dried. I only half-feigned watching TV as I watched Molly's naked body move around the room getting ready for the day. Before long, the shower shut off and Lisa called out for me to take my turn in the shower. I was awfully content where I was. But I also hoped Lisa had followed Molly's lead, staying undressed after her shower. So I got up and went into the semi-privacy of the bathroom with her (as if privacy really mattered any more). 

I leaned in and kissed the back of her neck and shoulders, placing my hands on her sides just above her hips. 

"Quit. I just took a shower and want to stay clean for at least a little while. Get that thing away from me and clean it up," she playfully bantered as she turned to push me away. I gave a mock look of dejection as I stepped back. "Oh, OK. Just a little treat for you then," she said as she squatted down and sucked my cock into her mouth. After a good minute of really working her tongue and lips, she pulled off, stood up, and said, "Good thing I haven't brushed my teeth yet. Now get in the shower."

I took just a little extra time, enjoying the feeling of the never ending supply of hot water that only hotels seem to be able to offer. After a little soak and some good scrubbing, I shut the shower off and stepped out to dry off. Lisa had already left the bathroom, so I stepped out to the room and called, "Next."

Molly was still wandering around naked, getting ready for the day. Lisa had sat down about half way up the wall side of our bed, digging through our bag. As Jimmy headed into the bathroom for his shower, I sat down on the far side of the bed from Lisa, next to the little table between the beds to check messages on my phone. 

"Ugh, I don't know what to wear," Lisa groaned as she threw herself onto her back on the bed.

Molly laughed and retorted with, "You know, if we didn't have this tour scheduled, we could just sit around here naked all day. Then you wouldn't have to decide on clothes."

"True, but I would need some food anyway."

"We could order in," I offered my solution, knowing full well it wasn't really an option. "The three of us will hide around the corner and make Jimmy answer the door." Laughs from all.

Finding no messages of any consequence, I put the phone down and looked back at Lisa lying on the bed behind me. I looked down over her face to where, like two sacred hills, her tits sat on her chest, jiggling with any little move, and each gracefully topped with a puffy areola and slightly wrinkling nipple. From there, my eyes wandered down across her tummy to where her fur-covered mound rose from between her thighs. Liking what I saw, I turned on my side and lay down next to her. Because we had started on opposite sides of the bed, we were now lying there inverted, with my arm holding up my head in line with her hip. As if to comfort her frustration, I put my hand on her stomach and began tracing my fingers around her tummy and lower ribs as she and Molly continued their conversation about the difficulty of picking the right clothes for the occasion. 

After a few minutes, I became a little bolder and began to run my fingers through the top of her bush. Still talking with Molly, She spread her legs ever so slightly to allow me to continue my advancement. I spent a little time tracing my finger tips along the inside of one thigh, across and through the top of her bush to the other side before running my fingers down the inside of the other thigh. Each pass across the top, I made sure my path was just a little lower than the previous. Finally, as my path crossed just the top of her slit, she gave a little shiver and spread her thighs a little wider. Even with the recent shower, I could smell that sweet muskiness of her arousal and knew I was doing fine.

With their conversation at an apparent pause, Lisa reached up with her hand that had been lying along her side and wrapped her fingers around my semi-flaccid dick. I took a deep breath at the sensation and worked my fingers deeper between her thighs. Looking back, I saw that Lisa had turned her face towards my cock and was working with her eyes closed and mouth slightly open as Molly seemed to ignore us, continuing her naked movement around the room. I gave a couple of the slightest pushes on her pussy lips just above where I knew her love hole to be before pulling my hand out, dragging my middle finger along her now wet slit until I reached that little bud of excitement. 

Responding to the touch, Lisa moved her far leg out to the side as far as was comfortable, opening her snatch to the free movement of my fingers. At the same time as I began to work my finger deeper between her folds, she increased the pressure on my dick.

"Wow, and I always thought 69'ing meant one on top of the other, not side by side," Molly commented as she stood between the beds and watched to two of us work.

"Actually," I began with some sarcastic emphasis, "69'ing involves oral. As you can undoubtedly see from your vantage point, we are just..."

My sentence was cut short as I felt Lisa, keeping her grip around my shaft, lick the pre-cum from the tip of my cock before taking the rest of my head into her mouth.

Giggling, Molly said, "Well, there's the 60. Now how about the 9? Come on 9'er!"

Not one to disappoint, I grabbed Lisa's far hip and rolled her to me. She kept her one foot up, top leg bent, and pussy fully exposed as I moved in. I rested my head on the inside of her thigh and paused to deeply inhale the scent of her. With lungs full of air, I pursed my lips and let the breath out, blowing the cool air across her damp pussy. She moaned insistently on my dick, which was still in her mouth. I stuck my tongue out and slowly ran it from her clit all the way to her love hole, covering as much of her pussy as I could at any given moment. Upon reaching my target, I made my tongue as pointy as I could and forced it into that tight little hole, fucking her a few times with my tongue before completely pulling out. 

As I again flattened my tongue and moved towards her clit, I peeked out from between her thighs, and over the curve of her ass cheeks, and watched as Molly stood there observing us, running her own hand down and between her legs. Making eye contact with her, I made sure the sounds were a little extra dramatic as I sucked Lisa's clit in between my lips, let it pop out, and then sucked it back in again. As I watched, a shiver ran through Molly's whole body as her eyes fluttered. Upon regaining control, she pulled her hand from her mound and went back to preparing for the day. 

Had I stopped to think about it, I would have still been in shock that any of this weekend had happened. And yet, here I was in a 69 with my wife and Molly had just had a small orgasm watching us as I watched her finger herself. That image was enough for me and I put all of my attention back on my wife, giving her the tongue fucking of her life. She responded in kind, increasing her eagerness for my cock. As she began to moan and hum around my cock, I could feel that I was getting really close. I did everything I could to hold back as I redoubled my efforts on her pussy, the juices fully soaking my facial hair. Finally feeling the first lurches of her orgasm, I let my own loose. Like a pro, she backed off, keeping a tight seal around just the head of my cock, leaving enough room in her mouth for my heavy load of cum. How she managed that was beyond my understanding - I had everything I could do just to keep my mouth engaged with her wild pussy throughout the orgasm.

Letting the last pulses of pleasure subside, we disengaged from each other and Lisa rolled onto her back. Breathing heavily, she finally said, "Wow that was great."

"No kidding," Molly agreed. I made eye contact and we exchange a knowing little wink.

About the time we finally caught our breath, Jimmy came out of the bathroom and Lisa quickly jumped up and went past him to clean up.

Looking at me with my now deflating cock, Jimmy finally spoke. "Did I miss something?"

Molly walked past him and, giving him a little tug of the cock said, "I'll show you later."

Nearing the deadline for our departure, I got up and we all got dressed and headed out the door for our brewery tour, grabbing a little breakfast in the hotel lobby as we went past.

~~~~~~~~~

We thoroughly enjoyed the brewery tour, even the ladies. I was so fascinated with the tidbits of the process, the hops, the malting, that I nearly forgot about the events of the last 12 hours. But not quite. Every so often, usually as I caught a glimpse down Molly's shirt, or brushed up again Lisa's ass in particularly tight quarters, I would have to stick a hand in my pocket and make a little adjustment to avoid detection of my semi. From there, we grabbed a quick lunch and ate it in the city park along the creek. We continued to have a great time, with little to no mention of our wild group sex. We just chatted about work, the kids, fishing, the ridiculous stories our parents got themselves into. After lunch, the girls decided we were going to walk downtown and visit some of the local shops. With no better ideas, Jimmy and I trudged along behind as the two ladies led the way. Finally arriving back at the hotel, we realized we hadn't had supper and it was well past time for that, so we grabbed a quick bite at the hotel's café.

We had had one cocktail with supper, but as we walked out of the restaurant, we all agreed that a little more was a good idea. We had polished off our stash the night before, but there was a liquor store down the street, only a few blocks by Jimmy's recollection. Someone suggested we hop in the car and run down there, but Jimmy stated he needed a little more exercise after his meal, and noted the fresh air would recharge his batteries for the rest of the evening. He wouldn't be deterred, so we let him go as the three of us headed back up to the room.

I opened the door and stepped aside to let Molly and then Lisa into the room, I was just turning back to the door as I looked up to see Molly pulling her shirt over her head. It was one of those tank tops with the bra built in, so its removal left her naked from the waist up.

"Good Lord, I'm not even in the door yet, let alone have the door shut, and you're already stripping."

"Hey, it's a hotel room. You're not supposed to be fully clothed in a hotel room."

"So you want to share it with anyone walking by?"

"No, just you guys. Anyone else is just incidental."

Throughout our banter, she had dropped her jeans, leaving herself standing there in nothing but her panties and I took just a moment to check them out. There were just a cute little pair of low cut bikini briefs in a nice shade of lime green. 

"I agree," Lisa spoke up. "Hotel rooms are whole lot more enjoyable when you aren't dressed."




A Weekend of Reconnecting Ch. 02



I turned my attention to see her standing there, tossing her bra into our suitcase and wearing nothing more than a pair of teal blue cotton hipsters. Being low cut as well, I noticed just a curl or two of her bush peeking out the top of her panties. Mmmm. 

"Come on, big boy, your turn," Molly encouraged.

"Well aren't you a little forward without Jimmy here." Inside, I was more than a little excited by her forward request for me to undress. But then again, Jimmy would undoubtedly be back shortly. After all, it was only a couple of blocks to the liquor store.

I emptied my pockets and stripped my shirt, then let my jeans fall to the floor. 

"'Ata boy," Lisa said as she walked past and slapped my ass.

Molly grabbed the TV remote and sat down at the foot of her bed to find something to watch. After putting the rest of her clothes away, Lisa sat at the foot of our bed to watch as Molly flipped through the channels. Picking up my pile of clothes and putting them on top of the suitcase, I moved around and sat down next to Lisa at the foot of our bed. Relaxing, I laid back and put one hand behind my head as the other went out and rested on Lisa's far hip.

After making it through the channels at least once without finding anything to watch, the girls started whining about it. Poking fun at the two of them, I began running my finger just inside the back of Lisa's panties and said, "Who needs a TV to watch anyway when I've got two nearly naked women in front of me?" To add emphasis to the end of the statement, I pulled Lisa's panties back a few inches from the middle of her hips and let it snap back into place.

"Hey!" she squealed as she flopped back next to me. I had been doing pretty well at keeping flaccid so far, but the sight of her naked jiggling tits right next to me started the blood flowing - not enough to be hard, just a little bigger. 

The two went through the list of programming possibilities they had found and settled on some cook-off program. I just kept my mouth shut and my eyes open, roaming back and forth between the two nearly naked beauties. 

Through the segment, we all chatted as normal as if we were sitting fully clothed with our parents in the room. At the first commercial, Molly put the remote down and got up and started tittering around the room, plugging in her phone, picking up her discarded shirt from the night before, then rummaging through their suitcase. I didn't pay much attention to what she was doing until she turned and walked over between my wife's legs. 

"Pretty sure tonight will be another 'exciting' one, so I'll give this to you now so you have it when you want it." As she spoke, she held up a condom she had torn off the strip in her suitcase and, holding it in her fingertips, reached down and tucked it into the front of Lisa's panties. I watched, holding my breath, as Molly first just tucked it in, then began pushing it further and further, until that condom rested about where the top of Lisa's clit was. Then, ever so slowly, Molly pulled her fingers back out of my wife's panties. As the top of her panties lightly snapped back against her skin, Lisa let out the breath she had been holding.

"So you don't lose it before you need it," Molly explained with a wicked little grin.

"Mmmmm. Thanks," Lisa replied a little breathless, "but I'm not the one that puts the condom on. I let him do it himself."

"You never put it on him?"

"Nope, never have."

"You really ought to try it. It can be a fun little bit of foreplay."

"Maybe I'll try it someday."

"Well then, let me put that where it needs to be." And with that, Molly came back towards us and, standing beside my wife, reached down with one hand, grabbed the front of her panties, and slid her other in to retrieve the condom. My dick started thumping with my heart beat as I watched Molly, for a second time, put her hand into Lisa's panties. This time, with the restriction of the panties held out of the way, Molly reached way in, well past the condom in question until her fingertips pushed out against the crotch of Lisa's panties where it rose from between her thighs. Molly then dropped her hand against Lisa's mound, ever so slowly, drug her hand back out. I guess it was kind of one of those chicken and the egg things, because I wasn't sure which came first or was more important. Regardless, Molly was retrieving the condom and at the same rubbing her fingers along Lisa's pussy lips. Looking down past where Molly held the panties up, I watched as her hand drug through my wife's bush, pulling not only the condom, but a fair amount of moisture with it.

Upon clearing the waist of Lisa's panties, Molly moved around to my side and said, "Apparently you should be the one to hold on to this." And with that, she repeated the same motion she had made in giving Lisa the condom, pushing it down until I felt the bottom of the wrapper hit the juncture where my prick connected with my abdomen. Then, curling her fingers slightly up, Molly withdrew her hand, dragging her fingers along the top of my cock as she went. Upon reaching the mushroom head with her fingertips, she wiggled them just a little as she covered the last bit of length. I groaned as the elastic of my boxers snapped back into place with her hand no longer holding it away from my body. Surprising to me, Lisa giggled along with Molly.

"Although," Lisa said thoughtfully, "it has been a weekend for new things. Maybe it is a good time for me to put his condom on for him. You would be here to coach me through it," she said as she looked up at Molly.

"Well then, I guess you are going to need that condom back, aren't you?" And with that, much as she did with Lisa's panties, Molly grabbed the front of my boxers and pulled them a few inches away. I watched across my chest and belly as she slid her other hand into my boxers, sliding it not along my belly, where the condom was, but rather along the underside of my shaft, between it and my boxers. It was clear this was not just a move to retrieve the condom. She was playing. Reaching all the way in, she lightly cupped and rolled my balls before tracing her fingers back around the base of my cock. Flipping her hand over, she pushed the condom against the topside of my cock and slowly drug it back out, curling the tips of her fingers up each side of my prick as she went. Watching herself work, she noticed the generous drop of pre-cum at my tip and used her thumb to smear it around my head before fully retrieving her hand.

She moved back between Lisa's legs and, just as she had the first time, worked the condom and her fingers down into the front of Lisa's panties. This time Lisa didn't hold her breath, but rocked her hips up, getting just a little extra depth from Molly's fingers. As I watched Molly's fingertips again clear the top of my wife's panties, Molly's phone rang.

"That's Jimmy's ring," she commented as she got up to answer it.

While Molly had her conversation of the phone, with her back to us, Lisa turned her head to my ear and leaned in. "I think we need to pass that condom back and forth a few more times." Surprised by her desire for another woman to touch not only her, but me too, I turned my head to look at her with the look of "Are you sure?"

She raised her eyebrows to say "You agree?" then gave a little nod and leaned in for a deep, passionate kiss. Our tongues danced as we lay there and kissed, until I heard Molly wrapping up her conversation with Jimmy. The kiss broke just as Molly hung up and put the phone down.

Turning back to us, she explained that the liquor store was a fair bit further down the road than Jimmy realized. He called to explain that he was sure now and could see the sign just two blocks further on the other side of the road. He would get what we wanted and be on his way back shortly.

As Molly wrapped up the explanation, Lisa looked at her and, with a slightly seductive tone, said, "I changed my mind. I think I'll save putting the condom on for later, so we have something new to try at home."

Molly looked at her a little questioningly before moving back between Lisa's spread legs. Using one finger to lightly rub and push on the condom tucked into the front of Lisa's panties, she was indirectly stimulating my wife. "You guys aren't just trying to get a cheap feel, are you?" she asked with a twinkle in her eye.

"What if we are? You're just making sure we have a condom to use tonight."

"Oh, to hell with the condom." And with that, Molly grabbed Lisa's panties by the hips and pulled them down. Lisa quickly lifted her feet to the edge of the bed and raised her hips to allow her panties to be pulled down under her ass. She then dropped her feet again as Molly pulled her panties past her ankles. 

Moving over to me, Molly looked down at my throbbing dick in my boxers, then made eye contact with me. "I suppose this was a collaborative effort between the two of you?" And with that, she reached one hand in and wrapped her fingers around my dick to hold it out of the way as her other hand pulled the front of my boxers down and past it. Grabbing the sides of my boxers, we then worked together to get them off just as she had with Lisa. I looked over to see Lisa watching intently, knowing she had clearly seen Molly grasp my shaft, and I watched for any signs of apprehension. I saw none.

Molly then used her knee to create just a little room between where my leg was rubbing against Lisa's and got down on her knees between our thighs. Lisa and I both watched as she ran her hand up the inside of each of our thighs then grabbed hold of my cock as she pushed her palm against Lisa's furry mound. While smearing more pre-cum around the tip of my cock, Molly ran her fingers down the slit of Lisa's pussy before sliding two fingers as deep as she could into Lisa's waiting twat. As Molly thrust forward, Lisa arched her back and groaned in pure desire. No, there was no apprehension here. While Molly continued to finger fuck my wife, rubbing Lisa's clit with her thumb, she began in earnest to give me on hell of a hand job. I closed my eyes and reveled in the feel of her hand first making up and down movements along my shaft, then add a swirling motion to the mix. At the same time, I could hear the sloppy noises of her fingers working in and out of Lisa's cunt as Lisa humped herself against Molly's fingers. 

Much quicker than I cared, I could feel that I was about to the breaking point, and instinctively tensed a little and raised my head as I tried to figure out what I was going to do.

"What's wrong?" Molly asked as she looked at me, never breaking her rhythm with either of us.

"He's about to cum and wondering what to do about the mess," Lisa explained to Molly as Lisa looked over at my face, a horny little smile on her lips the whole time.

"Here, just a minute." Both Lisa and I groaned a little disappointment as Molly disengaged her expert fingers. Molly stood up where she was and pulled her panties down and off. Reassuming her position between us, Lisa and I watched as Molly loosely wrapped her lime green panties around the head of my cock, holding them there with the hand she again used to jack me off. As she returned her other hand to Lisa's waiting, dripping pussy, she looked at me and said, "There, now you can cum in my panties and not make a mess."

I dropped my head back and, closing my eyes, focused on nothing more that the feel of Molly's hand around my throbbing dick through her panties and the sound of her other fingers slopping in and out of my wife. The added sensation and image of Molly's panties wrapped around my cock quickly pushed me over the edge and I thoroughly soaked them through with the large amount of cum I spewed forth. I had been lost in my own orgasm as Lisa's started, but I caught the last of her loud groans as I came down from my own.

With both of us finally finished, we both looked up as Molly stood up from between our legs, a huge smile on her face. "How about I just put the condom on the bedside stand and the two of you can worry about it."

We laughed a little exhausted laugh as Molly dragged her hands off of us and I was surprised as she gave her own mound just a little rub with her cum-filled panties before putting them with the rest of her dirty clothes. Molly headed into the bathroom, presumably to wash her hands, and Lisa rolled over to me. Grasping my cock herself, she whispered, "I think you should be sure to give her a little thank you," and wanked a few good strokes on my semi-flaccid dick before letting go and rolling away. "Why don't you go clean up a little?" I didn't need to be told twice. I rolled up and off the bed and headed into the bathroom to 'clean up'.

Walking in, Molly was just drying her hands as I slid around behind her to grab a washcloth. She made eye contact with me in the mirror and whispered very quietly, "Is Lisa ok?" We both knew my wife well and I understood why she asked.

Giving a smile of comfort, I said, "Trust me, she's not ok, she's great right now. In fact, she's the one that sent me in here to clean up and thank you." With the 'thank you', I slid my hand around her hip and down between her legs, and in one flowing motion, slipped my middle finger into her very wet hole. Not only was it wet, it was hot. It was quite possibly hotter than I had ever felt my wife get. I gave her a few deep, wiggling strokes with my finger as I rubbed my thumb over her nubbin. At the same time, I leaned in very close with my lips just brushing her ear. "Thank you... from both of us."

Molly let out a soft moan and shivered through another small orgasm, just as she had when she was watching Lisa and I in our 69. "No, thank you. I'm pretty sure that was equally enjoyable for all of us." And with that I dragged my finger from her hole and up her damp crease. She watched as I pulled my finger from her and used it to rub her juices all over my flaccid cock. Even in its soft state, it gave a little twitch as I watched Molly watch me apply her fluids.

Letting out the breath she had been holding, she turned and walked out of the bathroom. Watching in the mirror, I had seen drops of fluid running down her thighs as I withdrew my fingers, and she either didn't realized they were there or didn't care as she made no move to address them before leaving. I wet the wash cloth and gave my groin area a little scrub down, then rinsed the rag with warm water and walked out to the bedroom and handed the washcloth to Lisa to clean herself up. "Unless you want me to do it for you," I said with a twinkle as she took the cloth from me.

"Thanks, but no, I need a rest at the moment. Besides, I really need to pee." And she got up and headed to the bathroom.



A Weekend of Reconnecting Ch. 03



Only a minute or two after cleaning up from our little threesome masturbation session, Jimmy walked in the door to find Lisa still in the bathroom and Molly and I watching TV, sitting against the headboard, each in our own bed. Aside from being naked, we were looking as innocent as could be.

As Jimmy put the bag of beverages down, he looked at the two of us laying there naked. "What, did you already start without me?"

"No," Molly answered as she got up off the bed and headed for a drink. "We needed the alcohol first." As she pulled a drink out of the shopping bag, she leaned in and gave Jimmy a great kiss. While not overly long, she was nearly fucking his mouth with her tongue.

"Ewww, gross!" Lisa mocked as she walked out of the bathroom. "I need a drink after seeing that."

Molly disengaged from Jimmy and handed Lisa the bottle she had in her hand before reaching for another one for herself. I was pretty sure that as Molly passed the bottle for Lisa in front of her, she made it deliberately dip in and rub against her hot little mound.

Each of the girls sat down on their own beds and Jimmy wasted no time stripping out of his clothes, leaving them in a pile in the middle of the room where they fell. 

As he started to sit down next to her, Molly frowned and said, "Seriously? You are going to take your clothes off and just leave them lay there in the middle of the room?"

"I guess not," Jimmy answered as he got up to pick up his clothes.

"I think his clothes were the last thing on his mind," I chuckled, giving Molly a hard time.

We all chatted about nothing for a while and watched until the cook-off that the girls had been watching wrapped up. Molly again began flipping through the channels until Jimmy reached over and snatched the remote from her hand.

"Hey, I was flipping," she said a little indignantly.

"Yeah, but you got to pick the last show, now it's my turn."

Lisa and I just laughed, knowing we had had the same conversation at some other point in time.

As Jimmy slowly worked through the channels, Lisa rolled onto her side, with her hand and arm propping her head up to look over at Molly as they talked. The movement brought her body just close enough to mine that I could feel her breasts rub against my ribs. Lisa's nipples noticed too as the quickly became sharp little nubbins that worked hard to hold the rest of her tits away from my body. 

Feigning interest in the bit of gossip Molly was sharing, I looked over at her lying there completely naked, her legs spread slightly allowing her pussy room to breathe. I could only imagine that it was an effort to keep it from overheating. While I stared at her fur covered mound, running from her lower tummy to where it ran down between her thighs, I was brought back to our time together in the bathroom, impaling her on my finger only to withdraw it and smear her juices around the head of my dick. I thought about pushing the image out of my mind in an effort to keep the blood from flooding into my shaft, but quickly decided not to worry about it. After all, who in this room hadn't seen it already?

As Jimmy flipped, he came across one of the premium channels that the hotel included and stopped to listen. It was that show that taped couples in the back of a taxi as they discussed intimate details and even occasionally demonstrated for the cameras conveniently placed in the cab. With a pause in our own conversations, we all listened for a minute or two.

"What I don't understand is how the driver manages to keep from running over the curb or into something else. They are always showing him looking back in his rearview mirror," I commented.

"It's probably just creative editing to make you think they are doing whatever while he is watching it all. Why would he need to watch anyway?" Molly argued. "He's getting it all on tape."

We all laughed and then fell quiet again as we listened to the intimate details of the couple's experience in partner swapping. I think we were all building that thin sheen of sweat that indicates arousal. A few more minutes of quietly listening and Lisa reached over to wrap her fingers lightly around my cock. She just continued to give it light, almost nonchalant strokes as she listened to the people on the TV talk about having sex with their friends. While I don't think she needed any, I ran my hand down her back and gave a small but firm push, as if to hug her with encouragement. 

"Do people really do that?" Jimmy asked as girl on the screen reached over and pulled her partner's stiffening prick out of his pants. "I mean, do real people really do that?"

"Which activity are you referring to?" Molly asked. "Swapping? Fooling around in a taxi? Playing with his thing?"

"No!" Lisa sarcastically responded. "Real women never play with those things!"

Looking over to see her still stroking my thing, Jimmy and Molly laughed hard, Molly almost spitting out the drink she had just taken.

A little indignant about his question not being taken too seriously, Jimmy spoke up. "Well, I know women do that. I was talking about the other stuff."

"I'm sure they do," I answered. "And a whole lot more probably fantasize about it. Hell, I'd love to fuck around in the back seat while someone drove us around. But reality being what it is, prior to this weekend, I wouldn't have ever seen it happening, having someone else in the car and in sight of us. But now, I guess depending on who was driving, we would just need dark tinted windows to keep from earning an indecent exposure charge," I answered matter of fact.

"I have to agree," Lisa followed. "After this weekend, it does sound a little exciting."

"I would have to agree," Molly added. "After this weekend, probably. But it would have to be one of you two driving," she said as she looked across at us. I watched her eyes focus for more than a couple of seconds on the sight of Lisa rather absent mindedly stroking my prick before turning back to the TV. 

I was a little surprised that we were all laying here completely naked, Lisa jacking me off, and absolutely no funny business had started up on the other bed. Oh well, their loss. I decided Jimmy was too engrossed in the program on the TV as he continued. 

"Well, maybe that one's not such a big deal either. But switching partners?"

After a moment for us all to consider, Molly restarted the conversation. "I'm sure people do do that. There are always rumors around town of groups swapping. And knowing some of the people, I could well imagine those stories to be true. As far as myself, I don't know. I've never really thought about it."

"I haven't either," Lisa said, now watching the girl on TV pull her g-string down from under her skirt and climb on top of her partners lap. With her back to him, one particular camera had a perfect angle to see her pull her skirt up with one hand reach down with the other to guide her partner's stiff prick into her. As she guided him in, Lisa's hand paused just a moment on my pole, only to restart again with a little faster pace as she watched the couple on TV work into their own pace. And then, of course, the picture changed to show the driver yet again watching in his mirror as he adjusted the angle to see a little lower. Then it was back to the lovers as he reached around and roughly lifted her shirt and bra away from her tits, leaving them swinging for all the world to see.

Lisa went on, "I don't think I would ever want to be with another guy. My husband is more than enough for me."

I realized Jimmy was still completely unaware of the activities during his trip to the liquor store when he looked at Lisa and asked, "Ok, so no other guys. What about other women? Would you do that kind of swinging thing?"

Lisa was obviously choosing her words carefully as her deep thought again caused her hand to pause around the base of my dick. "Do you mean sharing him with another girl at the same time? Or both of us being with another girl together?"

"I guess it's your fantasy, your choice," he offered.

"Hmmm," she said as she thought. "I guess if he would get to play around, I would want to too, at least to try it once." I noticed the pace of her hand again quicken as she restarted her pumping. She was really getting turned on at just the thought of it. 

"What about you? Would you have a threesome with another girl?" Molly asked, looking straight at me.

Without a mental filter, I would have been screaming "FUCK YEAH!", but decided that might be a little too much at the moment. Out loud this time, I answered, "Yeah, I guess if Lisa were totally fine with it. I mean, I think most guys would find it pretty exciting to be with two women at the same time." At that, Lisa ever so slightly increased the pressure of her hand around my dick as she continued working.

As I made a note of it in my mind for later, Molly apparently decided to break the slight tension in the room. She suddenly flew off of her bed, bounded across the gap between the two beds, jumped over Lisa and I, and roughly spooned in behind Lisa. "Yeah, baby. Come on, let's do it," she dramatically cried. She firmly thrust her hips against Lisa's ass as she reached around and grabbed my wife's tit. "Oh yeah, does that feel good? Come on baby, let's all fuck like bunnies."

The tone in her voice made it clear that she was being over dramatic in an attempt to be funny. But I had a feeling that deep down inside, there was some real desire behind the actions. After all, it wasn't long ago that she was finger fucking my wife for real. I watched the two of them bounce off of each other laughing as I wondered how far she would take the ruse. Would she reach out and bring me into the game?

Falling into laughter, the dramatic hip thrusts stopped next to me as the girls tried to catch their breath. I did notice, however, that Molly's hand still had not left where it tried to cover Lisa's tit.

"See, that's what I would be afraid of," Jimmy chipped in from his bed. "If we brought another girl in, they would get lost in each other and I would be left out, just left to watch."

"Well I certainly couldn't leave him out," Lisa continued with the dramatic. "How could you ever forget about this?" And with that she dropped her head and ran her tongue up the length of my shaft. 

"Oh yeah, suck that dick," Molly encouraged her. And with that, she ran her hand up my thigh and grabbed my cock, holding it for Lisa to work. "See?" she said to Jimmy, "As much as I may enjoy another girl, there's no way I could just forget about a good cock." 

And with that, both girls moved away from my pole and again laughed.

"I suppose I should go back over and keep him company," Molly said to Lisa as she again gave Lisa's tit a nice firm squeeze. She then got up on her hands and knees to crawl back over the two of us on her way back to her own bed. As she straddled her way over me, she locked eye contact and put her body at just the right height to drag her pussy hair over the tip of my dick as it bounced with each beat of my heart. As she moved, she looked me straight in the eyes and gave and wicked little smirk, and then was gone.

While the last few minutes had included an overly dramatic flair that worked to say it was all a joke, I knew better. With our little masturbation session earlier and Molly's departure across my body after the joke, there was a real root of truthful desire behind it all. And who was I to argue with that?

"You know what we should do? We should go down and sit in the hot tub," Molly suggested.

"You do realize that means getting dressed, right?" I asked.

"Yeah, but only in a swim suit. I wonder if the pool is still open." She went to the desk and, finding the hotel information booklet, flipped through it. According to the schedule, the pool was open for another half hour. Looking at the three of us still sprawled on the beds, Molly directed, "Get up. Let's go, we don't have much time. I think a little time soaking in the hot tub would feel great."

Not overly crazy about the idea of getting dressed and going out in public, the rest of us were a little slower to get up and move. 

"Oh come on, it will be fun!"

Lisa was the first to actually get up off the bed, but drawn by the sight of her ass, I was quick to follow. It's all about the motivation. She walked over to where our suitcase lay on the floor and bent over to find her suit. Bending at the waist, I watched as her puffy pussy lips peeked out from between her thighs. I reached down and gave myself a few quick strokes and then stepped in behind her, pushing myself in. No, there's no need to go swimming right now.

Having just been fondled and even sucked for the last half hour, and having another woman grab my shaft and rub it through her pubes, I was surprised how aware I was of the feeling of my wife wrapped around my dick. I was expecting to be so horny I was numb to anything but cumming. After I humped just a few times, she stood back up with suit in hand. As she did, the positioning forced my cock to slide out. She turned her head back over her shoulder and gave me a little kiss.

"Just keep that in mind while we are in the hot tub."

Pleasing Molly, we all got our suits on and headed out the door. I watched as they walked, Lisa in her conservative tankini. Other than the last 24 hours, she really was quite conservative and not overly comfortable with herself. Molly was a little more daring with a true, although conservative bikini. With the limited support of their swimsuit tops, I could see their tits lusciously jiggle as they walked down the hall. I could only imagine what it would feel like to walk up between them, drape an arm over the shoulder of each, and slide my hand down across their bare chests and under their suits to cup a creamy white tit. As we stood waiting for the elevator, I wondered if they had been having the same thoughts. I could clearly see their nipples trying to poke through their suits.

After stepping into the elevator and letting the door close, I immediately reached over Lisa's shoulder and did exactly what I had wanted to do. Jimmy took the hint and reached into Molly's top as well. It was actually pretty hot as each couple stood facing the other while we guys bared one of our wife's tits and rolled her nipple. Getting into the mood, I watched as Molly ran her hand across her stomach and then down between her legs to rub her pussy. I couldn't see from my point of view, but I was pretty sure Lisa was doing the same. 

As the elevator dinged our arrival at 1st floor, the girls scrambled to pull our hands out of the way so they could adjust their suits and cover up before the door opened, exposing them to anyone waiting to get in the elevator. Properly covered, we all stepped out of the elevator and found our way to the pool area. With only a few others in the pool area, we found a spot right by the hot tub to lay our towels and room key and eased ourselves into the hot water. This was all actually pretty nice, with a little softer lighting than most pool areas and a flat screen TV hanging within easy view of the hot tub. Jimmy was quickly into whatever game was being broadcast.

Eventually, all others in the pool area had headed back to their rooms and we were alone, just soaking. None of us had really tried anything with our partners. After all, there were large windows to the main hall, clear sightlines to anyone the moment they walked into the pool room, and a couple of security cameras hanging around. No, too many chances to get caught. We sat and soaked until a hotel staff member came in and explained that the pool was closing.

"Oh, but it feels so good," I whined flirtingly to the cute college coed that was trying to close things down. 

With an understanding smile, she reminded us, "It will be open again tomorrow."

"Yeah, but then there will be kids running all over the place causing all kinds of terror."

She gave a little thought before agreeing to let us stay just a little longer and pointed out the last light switch that we needed to catch on our way out. "I'll be back in a half hour to close up for real."

We all settled back in to the water, grateful for the clemency and extra time. After about 10 minutes, Molly lifted herself out of the hot tub and sat on the edge. "I supposed we should be out of her way when she comes back to close the pool. She was nice enough to let us stay late."

"We've still got 20 minutes before she comes back, and there is just about that much of the game left. Relax and sit back down."

"I know we have time. But I want to use the shower here to rinse off before we go back upstairs." 

The pool area had a family style shower room available for just such purposes, and was quite open to allow parents to help their kids get through the shower. We didn't have any soap or shampoo, but we could at least get the chlorine washed off.

"I'm going to shower. Who wants to come with?" Molly asked as she stood up next to the hot tub.

Lisa and I both sat in silence, expecting Jimmy to jump at the chance to take a shower with his wife. Instead, he let out a cheer as his team of choice made a big score.

"Anyone?" Molly asked again.

After a little more of a pause, Lisa stood up and said, "Well, I'll go with you." She looked at me and gave me a little wave of the hand signaling I was supposed to come with.

"Yeah, as good as the hot tub feels, I've had enough of the chlorine. I'll rinse off too," I said as I got up and out of the water. I walked into the shower room behind the two girls and realized exactly how dense Jimmy could be. Oh well, his loss.

I wasn't quite sure what to expect as it was a private space, and yet was still part of the public pool area. I quickly had an idea of where it was headed as, walking through the door into the shower room, I watched Molly pull her bikini top up and over her head. Before her tits were done bouncing free, she turned and grabbed the top of Lisa's suit and pulled it up and off. With the door finally shut, I reached back to lock it. 

I couldn't believe my eyes as I watched Molly put a tit in each of her hands (not her own tits) and then leaned in to suck on one of Lisa's nipples. Lisa just leaned her head back and cradled Molly's head in her hands, holding it there while she reveled in the sensation of another woman sucking on her nipple for the first time. By this point, I was pretty much out of any caution, and so moved over between the two, and as I leaned in to kiss on Lisa's neck, I reached up played with one of Molly's tits. No reason she shouldn't be treated. I played with her nipple a little longer while she moved back and forth between Lisa's tits, Lisa letting out little mewing sounds as Molly hit just the right spots. 

With only 20 minutes left before we were kicked out of the pool area for good, I decided to move things along. I gave Molly's nipple one final pinch, pulling on it and letting it slip from between my fingers, watching as her tit bounced back into its natural hanging shape. I moved around behind Lisa, squatted down and pulled the bottoms of her suit down to the floor. I slid my hands back up her legs and kneaded her ass a few times before sliding the fingers of one hand between her thighs. She shifted a little as she spread her legs, allowing me enough space to rub along her pussy lips a few times. As I did, I laid a few sensual kisses across her ass cheeks.

Realizing this ride now had three wheels, I stood up and moved behind Molly, again squatting down and pulling the rest of her suit to the floor while she continued the nursing of Lisa's tits. After giving her the same treatment as my wife, I then stood up and paused for just a moment. I looked down at her ass sticking out towards me as she was still bent over into Lisa's chest. Just a slip of my trunks and I could be driving home into that pussy that was so new and attractive to me. I debated, and then moved back beside the two. As I wrapped one arm around my wife's waist and with the other hand began rolling her nipple again, Molly stood up, looked down to where my throbbing cock was trying to find its way out of the top of my suit and looked back at Lisa.