2 comments/ 24813 views/ 5 favorites Sharing Suzanna By: joetgm Chapter 1 – The Beginning I'd been with my current girlfriend, Suzanna; for just over three years. We had a great relationship based on the fact we were best friends, nothing was a secret between us. We often talked about our dreams and fantasies, which often involved sex with other people. Suzanna knew that I fancied many of her friends and I was comfortable when she told me about her crushes. To say I was comfortable is actually an understatement; it began to turn me on. I always enjoyed asking Suzanna about her previous lovers and finding out her deepest darkest secrets. She found it odd that I didn't get jealous but asked further questions. Our openness hit a new level in October 2010 when I showed Suzanna an article in a magazine listing the top 10 fantasies for both men and women. We read through them and soon realised that virtually all of them applied to us. We both admitted to having a temptation towards the same sex, Suzanna agreed that forced sex was a turn on and we really began to hit it off when threesomes, foursomes and other types of group sex were mentioned. The mood began to get very steamy as we considered the possibilities that group sex allowed. We could probably tick off most of the list. I didn't really think much of the talk, after all; it was just a fantasy. The following weekend I had taken Suzanna out for a meal at her favourite Italian restaurant. Afterwards we headed to her favourite nightclub – Annabel's. It was burlesque night and I knew this would make Suzanna horny as she watched the near nude girls gyrating on the stage. Hot, horny, drunken sex was sure to follow – and I wasn't disappointed... We sat in a quiet corner of the club drinking wine, watching the girls and making out; my hands were exploring her tight body. Suzanna was wearing a short black skirt and a tight blue blouse; her bra pushed her small but pert breasts into a tight cleavage that was clearly on show. Under all this I knew she had on a matching set of black panties attached to a set of seductive suspenders. My cock was rock solid as we made out, using our tongues as my hands ran over her tight ass. After some time, I made a quick exit to the toilet and upon my return; Suzanna was sat next to a guy that I didn't recognise. I stood at a distance and watched as the two of them talked; he was an older guy, perhaps in his 30's and had a fairly muscular body that was held in a tight t-shirt. Suzanna was making it very obvious that she fancied him and was making a point of touching his toned chest. I sat down and Suzanna introduced me to the guy, his name was Derek. Before long we were all chatting away, drinks continued to flow and I even allowed him the last dance with Suzanna before we headed for the door. Watching them dance was strangely erotic, his hands were close to her tight ass cheeks and Suzanna stared lovingly into his eyes. I knew at that point, we had to fuck; he was too good to turn down. My cock throbbed at the thought of him, a complete stranger; screwing my girlfriend. Suzanna disappeared to the toilet before we left, giving me the chance to corner Derek. I was going in for the kill, this stud was ours. I approached him with a smile. "Did you enjoy the dance Derek?" I asked him. "Yea, but look I wasn't hitting on her..." Derek replied. "Maybe you should... would you be interested in fucking her?" I went for it. Derek look surprised but I knew he had made up his mind instantaneously. "I mean, you can join us... but you have to promise one thing." I said. "What?" "I want hard fucking, no love making and it has to be seriously fucking dirty..." Derek laughed as Suzanna came back from the toilet. "Your boyfriend wants me to fuck you." He said to Suzanna. "So do I; dirty and hard..." Suzanna replied. I watched the pair of them as they laughed. Derek suddenly grasped a hand onto Suzanna's ass and pulled her in for a hot kiss. Their tongues met and the kiss became very erotic. The kissing continued in the cab and I sat watching them make out. Suzanna's hand moved over Derek's crotch and I could see her rubbing his hard on through his jeans. We headed back to Derek's place as it was closer. He also boasted about a huge bed, but I was sure he meant something else; we were sure to find out. At Derek's place, it didn't take long for Suzanna to pull off Derek's top and we headed straight for his bedroom. His bed was huge as promised but Suzanna was more interested performing a hot striptease. I sat next to Derek on his bed as my girlfriend began to pull her tight blouse off before she mounted Derek and began to push her breasts into his face. "No holding back now Derek, you have to give me the dirtiest fuck ever..." Derek instantly pushed Suzanna to her feet, ripping off her restricting dress and revealing her matching panties and suspenders. He placed a hand around her throat and violently slapped a hand onto her bare ass cheek. "You fucking asked for it..." He hissed in her ear. Within moments, Suzanna was on her knees and Derek had removed his jeans and boxers. His huge swollen cock bounced onto my girlfriend's cheek as he grabbed her head and began to rub his length and balls over her sweet face. Suzanna eagerly opened her mouth and waited to be filled. Derek took his cock and slapped it onto the side of her face before placing the fat purple end onto her tongue. Suddenly, the dirtiest blowjob began to unfold as Suzanna began to physically shove Derek's thick cock down her throat. There was nothing loving about the action but extremely erotic. I watched as she gagged on his length before removing it from her mouth. Precum and saliva covered his end and it dripped slowly onto Suzanna's body. Derek's cock was soon plunged back into Suzanna's willing mouth again and she began to use her mouth to fuck his fat cock. The movements got faster and Derek began thrusting his hips in time to Suzanna's. I watched as this hot stranger fucked my girlfriend's face and my cock was so stiff. This continued until Derek's cock was suitably covered in precum and saliva. He lay back on the bed and I stood up to remove Suzanna's remaining clothing as he watched. Her bra popped off revealing her small but firm breasts and hard pointy nipples. Next off were the panties, leaving in place her suspender belt and black stockings. "You look fucking stunning; now get your wet little pussy on that man's face..." I told Suzanna before slapping her tight ass. She obeyed and began to hover her bare pussy over his face. Derek placed his strong hands onto her hips, lowering her onto his tongue. He began to lick her pussy as she moaned with pleasure. Derek licked from her clit to her vagina and then continued until his tongue hit her asshole where he wiggled his tongue before repeating the whole thing. I watched Suzanna squirming on his face whilst staring at Derek's muscular body. His cock was still hard but beginning to droop. I suddenly dropped onto the bed and grasped it in my hand before taking my very first cock and placing it into my mouth. I began sucking and moving my mouth like a slut, covering his end with saliva and tasting his salty precum ooze onto my tongue. Derek didn't seem to mind the male attention and continued to lick my girl's pussy. I was pretty sure she was ready for some hard fucking. Derek soon lifted Suzanna off his face and they embraced in an erotic tongue driven snog. She straddled his hot body and his bare cock began to rub against her clit. It suddenly dawned on me that a stranger was about to ram his fat cock into my girlfriends pussy and she was going to ride it to orgasm. Their sexual juices were going to mix as they screwed and I was going to sit there and watch as his huge muscular body pinned my petite girl to the bed, or bend her over and fuck her from behind. I knew I was a happy man. It soon unfolded as Suzanna dropped her tiny body on Derek's cock. His end was covered in saliva and precum and slipped into her tight, wet pussy. She let out a large moan as his bare cock filled her up, all the way to his balls. "You're so fucking big!" She cried out. Derek smiled and picked up his prize before laying her down on the bed. They continued to make out. Suzanna's flexible legs were apart and Derek looked down at her naked body, rubbing his slippery cock against her pussy before pushing it into her. Suzanna let out another loud moan as he stretched her tight pussy with his bare cock. Derek pulled Suzanna's legs together making her pussy even tighter and began to thrust his hips against her ass. Derek was finally fucking my girl with his big fat cock and she lay there loving every single thrust as his balls hit her ass. Next, Derek pulled Suzanna onto all fours and began slapping his cock on her ass. I moved onto the bed and placed my cock in front of her and watched as Derek mounted her and began to fuck her doggie style. He screwed her so hard and the bed rocked, hitting the wall as his body slapped against hers. The whole scene was too much for me as Suzanna was sucking my cock; I began to orgasm and shot my spunk into her mouth. She swallowed hard, gasping for breath as she also hit climax. Derek had hit the spot and Suzanna's whole body rocked as he continued to screw her pulsating body. Suzanna let out a magnificent groan as she hit a second climax. I sat back and watched, Suzanna looked like a true slut with spunk dripping down her chin, yelling for more with a hunky stranger mounted and screwing her tight pussy with his big thick cock that must have been close to orgasm. Suddenly, Derek let out a hard moan and I watched as he pumped his hips into Suzanna. Her limp body collapsed under his weight. She looked up at me. "I can feel his hot spunk filling my pussy..." She smiled. I smiled back knowing that a stranger had just fucked my girlfriend with his bare cock, to a stunning double orgasm before filling her tiny wet pussy with his salty hot cum. Suzanna and Derek lay together kissing, his cock was still inside her and they gasped for breath, savouring the moment. Derek lifted his hips and I saw his hard cock slide out of my girl's pussy, which dripped with cum. After a quick clean up, Suzanna disappeared to the bathroom, followed by Derek. I lay on the bed waiting for their return and very eager for more action. I could hear quite clearly the others fooling around in the bathroom, laughing and talking about what had just happen. "That was the dirtiest fuck I've ever had Derek..." Sue said "You were so fucking hot, did you like me screwing you from behind?" "It was so good, you just kept pounding me. I came really hard twice and I could feel your spunk filling me..." Sue laughed. "I have plenty more of that in me... this could be a long night" Derek replied. I then heard a series of deep sighs from Suzanna, followed by the distinct slapping noise of two bodies coming together. My mind raced, wondering what could be going on in that room; were they fucking again? I pictured Suzanna bent over the sink with Derek fucking her tiny frame from behind. Her tits and ass bouncing as he slammed into her, filling that tight pussy with his fat cock all over again. I decided to take a peek; I wasn't going to miss the action. I peered around the doorway saw them, Derek held Suzanna in his arms. She was leaning back holding onto the sink behind and her legs were wrapped around his torso. They were making soft movements, staring intently into each other's eyes. Suzanna made sweet moans as Derek's cock slipped deep into her pussy. "You two look like you're having fun?" I whispered with a smile. Derek suddenly pulled his cock out of Suzanna's wet pussy, it was still oozing spunk. His huge cock stood to attention also covered in spunk. "Join us..." Derek suggested. I didn't hesitate. I jumped down on to my knees and took Derek's huge cock in my hand. I looked up to see him kissing Suzanna running his hands over her bare breasts. I took Derek's cock into my mouth and began to suck it, cleaning the spunk off and savouring the salty taste. Then I moved my face to Suzanna's wet pussy. My tongue scooped at her hole and over her clit, bringing with it a huge wad of warm cum. My tongue continued to hit her clit and she moaned hard as I pushed my face hard against her groin. I wanted to see her fucked hard again, so hard that she might pass out or maybe even squirt. "Derek, she's ready for you again... fuck the slut." I demanded. Suzanna jumped down from the sink and dropped to her knees. Derek got behind and grasped her tiny breasts, Suzanna turned her head and they began making out hard, tongues flicking and saliva mixing. I knelt in front and began rubbing Suzanna's clit. She turned to face me and our mouths met as we shared a hot kiss. I backed away and saw a dirty smile form across Suzanna's face as Derek positioned his end at the entrance to her pussy. I decided to take a close up view and lay with my head beneath her pussy just as Derek pushed into her. His thick length disappeared into her with one swift thrust; her used pussy was now accustomed to Derek's larger shaft. Derek was soon positioned to forcibly fuck Suzanna as he placed a hand on her hip and the other around her neck. She was now on all fours hovering her face above my cock. Derek pounded his hips into her ass and his balls slapped onto her clit right above my face. I was waiting for an epic orgasm from either party. She began to swear and curse between moaning, she was being screwed deeper and harder than ever. "Fuck, your hitting my spot with your big cock..." Suzanna screamed. Derek was pushing down on her body and his swollen purple end was hitting her g spot. Suzanna began to physically shake as she tipped over the edge, I could feel her hands gripping onto my body, nails beginning to dig in. Suzanna suddenly rocked forward and Derek's cock slipped out as a wad of clear liquid came shooting out of my girl's pussy. Suzanna was physically cumming and her pussy convulsed, hips shaking as she experienced her first ever squirting orgasm all over my face. I held her hips and forced her to stay put. Derek rammed his cock back into her soaking hole and forced her back onto his length. He was screwing her so hard, her entire weight collapsed on my body. I held her tight as Derek used his last ounce of energy to finish. I watched as his balls tightened and finally his dick began to twitch. He was empting his hot creamy spunk into my girl friend's pussy. My cock was now raging hard and I was eager to cum again. My mind raced as I considered the dirty options. Derek had withdrawn his cock from Suzanna's pussy and his spunk was leaking onto my face. "Derek, pick her up and hold her in your arms..." I demanded. Derek immediately did so and lovingly held Suzanna in his arms, cupping her ass cheeks in each hand. I stood behind them and let Derek lower her onto my swollen cock. They began kissing, virtually ignoring me as I began to thrust my cock into her pussy. It was somehow still tight but opened up with ease due to the hot warm spunk covering the insides. I held Suzanna's hips as I fucked her, and she finally began to respond by moving her hips in time to my thrusts. She shifted her body so that her lips met Derek's and they continued to make out with tongues. "Oh Derek, fuck me good, fill me with you warm spunk" She whispered into his ear. "Derek you're so good at fucking me." I didn't mind... I enjoyed the fact she was fucking me but pretending it was her new lover. I watched them make love, her hands moving on his muscular body as if they were alone, breathing together and kissing sweetly. "Fuck me with your thick bare cock Derek..." I hit the edge and began to orgasm, thrusting hard into her hips as I emptied my heavy balls into her sopping wet pussy. I stepped back and watched Derek holding Suzanna, she was in awe of his hunky body, running her hands up around his neck before placing her forehead softly against his as they made eye contact and kissed like true lovers. We all retreated to the bedroom for a well earned sleep. I let Suzanna snuggle with Derek who seemed comfortable with his new sex partner. Not an ounce of jealousy had hit me and I fell asleep to dreams of things to come... Sharing Suzanne with Her Husband Another true story, this time one of my more unique experiences in fucking another man's wife. Because this time, unlike the others, it was with his full permission. Here's how it happened... It started a bunch of years ago, back when I was cruising random sites and discovering my tastes in porn. I was in my late 20's, and pretty sexually experienced by then, but it seemed like I was always finding new and exciting niches when it came to getting my rocks off. This one particular day I was on one of those "hotwife" sites. It was fascinating. I'd never understood why a guy would want someone else to fuck his wife, but I had to admit the idea intrigued me. Especially if, somehow, I could be the 'other' guy. I started imagining how cool it would be to just be granted permission... to have a guy just spread his wife's legs for you and invite you in. The idea intrigued me so much that I started surfing the "personals" section of one particular hotwife website, not so much really 'looking', but just to see how people went about even asking for such a thing. Turns out that in life, timing is everything. On that particular day I saw a recent ad that happened located in the same State I was living in. I clicked it, only to find that the person who placed the ad lived just a few hours west of me. Up until that point I'd been reading about people on the other side of the country, but this? This opened the door to exciting new possibilies. The ad was from a woman. I don't remember the exact wording but it went something like this: NEW TO LIFESTYLE: MY HUSBAND HAS GIVEN ME PERMISSION TO DATE. LOOKING FOR CLEAN, D/D GENTLEMAN TO TAKE ME OUT AND SHOW ME A GOOD TIME. THIS IS MY FIRST TIME DOING THIS, SO YOU MUST BE PATIENT. PHOTO REQUIRED. It turned me on. I'm still not sure why. I guess it was the ease at which this girl was looking to get laid. She had a husband, so she wasn't looking for a relationship. Just sex... with maybe a little bit of romance mixed in. And she lived only three hours away. Creating a brand new address, I decided to send this girl an email. Even if I wasn't going to meet up with her, I wanted to know why. Why did her husband want her to date? Was it her idea, or his? How far would the date go? And above all else, how could he be okay with his wife getting fucked by another man? But instead of bombarding her with all those questions, I kept it simple. I told her a little about myself, explained that I lived nearby, and that found her ad very intriguing. I also enclosed a strictly innocent, fully-clothed photo of myself, in case she was interested. She wrote back right away. Her name was "Suzanne" (that's the name she used, not her real name of course) and she'd been married ten years. She'd dated her husband right out of high school - he was her first and only boyfriend, lover... everything. She explained that she was curious about other men, having never been with or even seen another man naked, but that her husband had dated many girls before her. So essentially she was looking "to date", and had been given her husband's permission as long as she gave him full disclosure on everything that happened. Suzanne also explained that this was the first time she'd ever done anything remotely like this, and that I was the first person to respond to the ad. In truth, she was nervous. Her email finished by telling me I was "very cute", and she liked how tall and broad-shouldered I was in the photo. I told Suzanne that she must have a *very* cool husband to be so open minded, and that given her limited experience, I could completely understand her curiosity about dating/being with other people. Since she hadn't sent a photo back, I asked for one. She was reluctant. I told her it was only fair, since she already knew what I looked like. Finally she sent me a pic with her face blurred out. Suzanne was seated at a wedding, wearing a blue dress. She was very petite - small, blonde, with long hair and a nice figure. Facially, I couldn't tell anything about what she looked like at all. We went back and forth through email for a day or two, small talk at first. Despite what she was asking for in her ad, Suzanne was very shy. We talked about life, about work (she was an elementary school teacher - something that really turned me on), and about our likes and dislikes. She also infomed me that her husband was reading every single email we sent to each other, and he even typed the words "Hi Dave!" at the bottom of one of them. Strange? Yeah. But still, kind of exciting. I continued emailing and even flirting with Suzanne, asking what our "date" would be like if we ever went out on one. She went on to describe the more romantic aspects of dinner, maybe going to a bar or club - all very innocent stuff. We both liked skiing as well, so she described a "ski date" where we'd meet on the slopes and ski all day while we got to know each other. It all sounded good to me, but Suzanne hadn't mentioned sex. Maybe her husband didn't want her screwing other guys. Maybe they were just looking for someone to take her out, show her a good time, and be more of a friend than a boyfriend. But just when I was having my doubts, Suzanne wrote: "And then after skiing, we'd get a room at the lodge together." Sweet. I started asking her about the lodge. About what we'd do after skiing. She started with giving each other a backrub, then maybe hitting the hot tub to sooth our sore muscles. And then, very shyly, she added: "and well... you can take it from there." Yes, I told her. I sure could. Slowly I started describing what we would do in the hotel room after the hot tub. Suzanne responded in turn. A very hot sexual scenario started unfolding, in full view of her husband who was reading every one of our emails. Talk about fuckin' bizarre. Each day we'd talk more about the things we'd do to each other. Each email would get more sexual. Suzanne's ideal date ended with me fucking her all night, and then sending her home - used and discheveled - to her husband the next morning. I told her the whole thing sounded great to me, and with ski season around the corner, I was all for it. Then, abruptly, Suzanne stopped writing. I don't know if she got spooked or her husband did, but something was definitely wrong. I sent her one more email asking if everything was okay, but got no response. After two weeks of not hearing from her, I assumed one or both of them chickened out. Either that, or they were just playing up a fantasy - one they never really intended to make a reality. As much as it sucked I let it go, convincing myself it was a stupid idea to begin with. Then, one day right before Thanksgiving, there was a note from her in my inbox: "Give me your phone number, I want to call you." I shot her my number. Ten minutes later my phone rang, and I was physically talking to Suzanne for the first time. Her voice was tiny and cute. She explained that her husband *had* gotten spooked, but that she had worked it out with him. She really did want to meet up. She said she felt safe with me, and we'd developed a rapport she thought would be ideal for seeing each other face-to-face. I asked if her husband was really okay with it (or she was just saying that) and suddenly a man's voice piped in: "Yeah, I'm cool with it bro." Talk about awkward. Here I am on the phone with a couple, and I'm trying to fuck the guy's wife. Or she's trying to fuck me. Whichever. Anyway, her husband says "bye" and hangs up, leaving us alone to talk. Suzanne explains that the skiing date scenario we'd so carefully constructed is totally out the window. "I'm sorry if this is a problem," she said, "but he kinda wants to be there the first time we meet." "Your husband?" "Yes. He wants to be there, to make sure everything's okay." "Sure, I can understand that," I replied, thinking about how awkward it would be if he was just 'there'. "And..." Suzanne stumbled, struggling for the words, "And he wants it to be, you know, sort of a threesome. The first time, anyway." "Okay," I say, getting interested. "But he wanted me to make absolutely sure you knew there would be 'no gay stuff'. Just you guys and me, if you know what I mean." I laughed. "Not a problem," I told her. "Tell him I'm actually happy he said that." "Good," Suzanne said, genuinely relieved. She laughed nervously. "I've also done that before," I told her. "Once. With my friend and his semi-girlfriend. It was pretty cool." "Oh!" she said, sounding very surprised. "Did you? How? What did you do?" Very briefly, I explained about the only group sex experience I'd ever had: a MMF threesome. A friend of mine had been fucking a girl he worked with - a real hot slut to be honest - and she'd wanted to hang out with him one night. Since he was already hanging out with me, he told her she'd have to come over and fuck the both of us if she wanted to see him. She called his bluff, and it turned out to be one of the hottest nights of sex I ever had. "No gay stuff at all," I said, laughing. "Just me and him taking turns on her." "You... took turns?" Suzanne asked, flustered. "What about at the same time?" "Yeah we did that too," I said. "But we took breaks in between. Where we'd both fuck her solo." I could tell just by her breathing that Suzanne was getting excited. I kinda wished her husband had been on the phone for this part of the call. "Are you turned on?" I asked her. "Yeah," she said. "Very." "Good." Suzanne went on to explain that her husband would be working out the details, and that they'd email me. I told her no problem. We said our goodbyes, and I hoped it wouldn't be the last I heard from her. At this point I was pretty invested, and was really looking forward to fucking her. The email came the next day. They asked if I could meet them on the Saturday of Thanksgiving weekend, which was that very week. They'd rent a room at a hotel, pretty far out of town, and I would meet them there. It was actually a little further away for me, but I agreed, knowing it would be worth the drive. They were also VERY discreet, to the point where they were almost paranoid about running into anyone they knew. I never got actual names, or even the exact town where they lived - only the county. But that was fine. They wanted to remain as anonymous as possible, so they could disappear whenever they wanted - something I completely appreciated and understood. Saturday came. Waking bright and early, I drove the three and a half hours to the hotel - one of the higher-end hotels in a famous chain. This was back when we all had beepers, and cellphones were still a luxury. Halfway there, as planned, they paged me the room number. When I arrived, I used one of the courtesy phones in the hotel lobby to dial the room. Almost every story like this is the same: the husband or couple meets the guy in the hotel bar and has a drink with him to make sure all is well before going up to the room. But not this time. "Jon" welcomed me on the phone and told me to come right up. Five floors later, I was knocking nervously at the door. A guy opened it. A normal looking, clean-cut, genuinely nice guy. He ushered me into their room, a fairly large suite with a couch, chairs, and a queen-sized bed. After shaking hands and introducing ourselves Jon offered me a beer from a small cooler he'd brought with him. I accepted, taking a long pull of the cold liquid to calm my nerves. We were the only two people in the room, but I could see that the bathroom light was on. We made small talk about the ride, the weather, the holiday that just passed. Let me tell you how strange it is to discuss football with a guy whose wife you're about to fuck. Even so, we both began to relax. We hit it off, so to speak, in so far as two guys who just met each other can really get along. "Suzanne will be out in a minute," he said finally. "She's slipping into something, well, you know..." I smiled and nodded. Grabbed another beer. I was limiting myself to no more than that. Finally I heard the heavy click of the bathroom door. Slowly, hesitantly, Suzanne stepped out. I was instantly relieved to see how pretty she was. She had a small face that matched her tiny frame, with striking blue eyes and an adorable triangular chin. She looked beautiful and bashful at the same time as she walked into the room wearing nothing but a black babydoll nightie with red lace trim. It was outrageous. Here's a girl I've never even met... walking out in lingiere between me and her husband, who are both about to fuck her. It was surreal. "Hi," she said to me, waving her fingers meekly. Not wanting to just wave back, I stepped in and kissed her on the cheek while giving her a friendly hug. Yeah, it was weird. But it was better than a handshake or a wave. "I'm going to shower," said Jon suddenly. "You guys can get to know each other." Jon kissed his wife on the way into the bathroom as if he were kissing her on the way out the door for work. It was so nonchalant, so casual. The door closed behind him, leaving Suzanne and I alone in the room. Both sets of curtains had been drawn, leaving the room lit dimly by only a single wall lamp on the opposite side. For a moment we just looked at each other. My eyes devoured her body, especially in the lingiere she so sexily filled out. Suzanne cast her eyes sheepishly downward, asking how my ride was. I told her it was great and well worth it. I also told her she looked beautiful, which only caused her to blush a deeper shade of red. I could tell how this was going to go, and how awkward it would be if all we did was just continue the small talk. Jon had left us here to break the ice while he was gone. It was up to me to make a move; already I could hear the shower running. I stepped into Suzanne, took her chin in my hand, and kissed her. I was relieved to find her kissing me back. My arms went around her, my hands gliding over the soft skin of her arms and exposed back. She smelled like strawberries. Suzanne began kissing me harder, her tongue finding its way into my mouth. Her own arms went around my shoulders and she stood on her toes to reach me. We continued kissing, our hands exploring, just enjoying each other's bodies pressed up against one another. The shower stopped and the door opened once again. All at once I pulled back, suddenly nervous to be kissing this woman in front of her husband. Yeah, he wanted me to fuck her... but maybe kissing her was off limits. Maybe it was too personal. We had nothing in the way of ground rules, and I began regretting not going into greater detail with him, or even her, as to what they wanted to happen. Jon emerged, naked except for a towel. I looked at him expectantly. Luckily, all was good. Jon did nothing but grin and make a sarcastic comment about how we still had the same amount of clothes on as when he left to shower. He pushed Suzanne gently to the bed where she sat obediently. Her nightgown rode high up on both legs, showing off a pair of beautiful, creamy thighs. "Let me show you something," Jon told me. He motioned to his waistband, and Suzanne removed the towel. His cock popped free, and she took it instantly into her mouth. He leaned back and groaned, closing his eyes as she began blowing him. By this point I felt awkwardly overdressed. I stripped down to my boxers, not taking my eyes away from the very erotic scene unfolding in front of me. For a few awesome seconds, Suzanne's eyes rolled upward to meet mine. She continued blowing her husband, not missing a single beat, but staring right at me with her sexy blue eyes. Not sure what to do next I stepped closer, until I was standing very near to Jon. He tapped Suzanne's arm and she reached upward, grabbing a big handful of my stiffening cock. She rubbed it through my boxers, her other hand wrapped around her husband's dick while she sucked and licked it. The she stopped, pulled my boxers down with both hands, and moved her mouth onto my cock. Jon watched as his wife took the first strange dick into her mouth, ever. We were similiar in size, both thick, both hard as a rock. But I wasn't here to compare. I was here to fuck Suzanne, and right now her lips were pressed tight against my shaft while, with one hand, she guided it in and out of her mouth. I touched her face as her pretty little eyes looked up, first at me, then at her husband. He smiled down approvingly. The whole "take turns sucking cock" thing was something I'd seen in dozens of movies, but had yet to experience. Let me tell you it's very cool. Nothing beats watching a girl give you a hot, wet blowjob... but having her jerk you off while she blows the guy standing next to you is a close second. Suzanne went on sucking us like this for a while, getting more and more excited as she allowed herself to let go. Soon she was making sucking and popping noises, and even cute little grunts. It was awesome. Jon took the lead again. Pulling her upward he kissed her, and then lifting the babydoll nightie, began sucking her tits. I stepped behind Suzanne, my hands around her waist, my wet, rock-hard cock pressed into the soft valley between her beautiful ass cheeks. As she ground back against me, I kissed her neck. Jon alternated kissing and licking her nipples. She was going absolutely wild and began making the most amazing sounds, although softly, as if someone might hear what we were doing and stop us. I pulled my hands downward, forcing them between her legs. Suzanne bent her knees slightly to give me greater access. My fingers soon found her trim, hairless pussy, which was totally slick with her own juices. I slowly and gently pushed my middle finger between her folds, parting her pretty little slit, gliding it silkily into her warm hole. I applied pressure until she bucked back against my hand, driving my finger deeper into her beautiful pink pussy with every move she made. Eventually Suzanne lay back on the bed. Jon positioned himself between his wife's legs and began eating her out. She really seemed to get off on this. As she grabbed the back of his head with both hands, I climbed onto the bed and began kissing her neck and tits. Jon looked up and watched as I played with his wife's breasts, alternately sucking the hard little nipples on each side. In the meantime Suzanne was bucking and grinding against her husband's face, smearing it with her wetness. As I watched Jon stood up. Kneeling between his wife's legs, he entered her. Suzanne whimpered into my ear as he bottomed out in her pussy. Then, lifting her knees up, I watched as she surrendered to just being fucked. The bed rolled back and forth with their movement, Jon's cock sliding in and out with every thrust. They must've locked eyes at one point, because he made a nodding motion toward me that Suzanne understood. She reached for my cock again, stroking it as she guided it toward her face. A moment later I was kneeling beside her head and she was once again sucking me hungrily into her mouth. It was pretty unreal. Suzanne's body was small and tight, her belly taut and sexy as she was stretched between two lovers. Jon continued to fuck her with long, controlled strokes. I knelt with my hand on the back of her head, guiding her through the motions as she sucked me off. This went on for a few minutes before Jon stopped and reached behind him to a nearby night table. "You fuck her now," he said, handing me a condom. I wasted no time in tearing the package open. As I did Jon leaned forward, face to face with his wife, still buried balls-deep in Suzanne's juicy pussy. "Do you want him to fuck you?" he asked her. She didn't answer. Suzanne only groaned, head back, eyes closed. Placing a hand on the side of her face, he forced her to look at him. "Should he fuck you?" he repeated. "Is that what you want?"