1 comments/ 19900 views/ 1 favorites Sunday Lunch By: knobbieknobbs Phil had moved to London because of his job. He had worked in the company's Leeds office, serving the North of England, but he had been the brainchild behind such a successful campaign for double glazing, that the firm had insisted he move to the National office in London. He had been reluctant at first, he really didn't want to leave his family and friends, but the new salary was just too good to turn down. He now lived in an expensive apartment, with a brand new sports car and a host of other new stuff. It was all on credit, but with his new job, he could make the repayments easily, so he wasn't overly concerned. Life was finally being kind to him, after the financial struggle of recent years. To try to make some new friends, Phil had held a housewarming party. He had invited everyone from the office, and everyone who lived in the apartment building. The other residents were all in the same boat as Phil, successful twenty-something's, who had moved to London from all over the country. At the party, Phil had met the two girls who lived in the apartment across the hall. Their names were Lisa and Nicole. Lisa was a school sports teacher, blonde hair, small frame, and nice tits. Nicole was a nurse at a small private hospital. She was six-foot tall, brown hair, with an impressive 38D chest. About halfway through the party, Phil had taken the girls to his bedroom to show them one of the posters that won him his new job. The three of them ended up having sex on top of the coats that the party guests had left on his bed. Nobody at the party knew what had happened. As the party came to an end, the had girls invited Phil over the next day for Sunday Lunch. Nicole said that Lisa was a great cook, and Phil could also try the sun-bed that gave the girls perpetual tans. Phil happily agreed, he wasn't the world's best cook, and hadn't been looking forward to Sunday lunch. Back North, he always went to his parents for lunch on Sundays, when his mom would put a roast in the oven and prepare all the traditional trimmings. Phil woke on Sunday morning hoping that the meal from Lisa would be as comprehensive as his mother's. He took a long shower, and then put on his best pair of jeans and a respectable shirt. The girls had told him to call when he woke, to see what time lunch would be ready. He picked up the receiver and dialed the girl's number. "Hello, Lisa and Nicole aren't in right now." said Nicole's voice on the answering machine, "Either that or they are asleep, having sex, or just waiting to see whether you are some kind of dirty old man who just wants to heavy breath at them, they get a lot of that. Anyway, leave your name, and number if you don't think we have it, and we'll get back to you. Heavy breather's can just heavy breath if they like, and we'll listen to it later." The machine beeped and Phil started to leave his message. "Hi, girls. Just wondering what time to come over? Sorry it's so early, I'm a light sleeper..." The phone was suddenly picked up and Lisa answered, she sounded out of breath. "Hi, Phil. Sorry about the machine, but Nicole and I were busy." "Sorry." said Phil. "Oh, it's OK. I don't mind if it's you that disturbs me." "Thanks, I think. What time should I come over?" he asked. "I haven't started lunch yet, but if you haven't got anything else to do, why don't you come over and try the sun-bed. Or we can watch a video or something." "OK, that'll be great." he replied. "Fine. Give us about half an hour." "Fine." Phil hung up the phone, and sat in front of the TV. There was never anything on Sunday mornings worth watching, so he read his paper instead. At 10.30 he switched off the TV, put his paper on the coffee table, and went across the hall to Nicole and Lisa's apartment. He knocked tentatively on the door to the flat. "Is that you Phil?" called Nicole from inside. "Yeah." he said through the closed door. "It's not locked, come on in." she replied. As he entered the lounge, Nicole was sat on the sofa, with Lisa on the floor in front of her. Nicole was combing Lisa's long blonde hair with a big brush. She held a handful of Lisa's hair in one hand and turned to greet Phil. "Hi, Phil." "Ow!" said Lisa, as Nicole pulled her hair when she turned. "Nicole, my hair. Be careful will you." "Oh, sorry Liss," she gently kissed the top of Lisa's head. Phil sat down next to Nicole, admiring Lisa's locks. "Sorry about earlier on the phone," said Lisa, "We were in the shower." "What, both of you?" said Phil. "Yep," said Nicole. "Together?" asked Phil. "The water company is always talking about saving money," said Lisa, "we're just doing our bit." "And enjoying it I bet," said Phil. "Nothing wrong with that," said Nicole. They sat for a little while in silence, then Nicole said to Phil, "Give me a minute to finish Lisa's hair and I'll show you where the sun-bed is, OK." "Sure,' said Phil, "No hurry." "Can you put some music on please Phil?" said Lisa. Phil went over to the girls CD collection, which was almost as large as his own. The CD's were split into categories of musical style, so he asked what type of music the girls wanted on. "Something Sexy." said Lisa, "I always feel sexy on Sundays. Must be something to do with God." "Lisa's a Catholic," said Nicole. "Not practicing mind you," said Lisa, "I couldn't tell you the last time I went to church." Phil selected a compilation of rock ballads and put it into the stereo. The music blasted out loudly, so Phil turned down the volume to a more suitable level. He went back over to sit with the girls. "So, your a naughty little catholic girl, eh Lisa?" said Phil. "I told you, I'm not a practicing catholic. I haven't been to church since leaving school. And then I only took mass because I went to a convent school." "You went to a convent school?" said Nicole, "You never told me that before." "There's a lot of things I haven't told you before." "Like what?" said Nicole. Lisa replied, "Never you mind." "I can't imagine you as a Nun." said Phil. "You'd be surprised. Nuns are very sexy. The vow of celibacy and everything. At school, sex was such a taboo subject that we'd all done it by the time we were thirteen, just to see what it was like." "What, the whole school." said Phil. "Not the whole school, just my group of friends, we were nasty and naughty. I was only twelve when I lost my virginity, I'll tell you the story sometime." Nicole finished with Lisa's hair, and turned to Phil, "So do you want to see the sun-bed then?" "Yeah sure, but I've haven't brought my swimsuit, I'll have to bath in my boxers." "Whatever," said Nicole, "Come with me, it's in the bedroom." "I'll start cooking lunch," said Lisa. Nicole led Phil into the larger of the apartment's two bedrooms. There was a double bed against one wall, and the sun-bed was against the opposite wall. It was big enough for two people to lie side by side on, and had banks of UV tubes both above and below to give an overall tan. "This is my room, " said Nicole, "That's Lisa's just across the hall." "If your apartment is the same as mine, this is the bigger room, right?" "Yep, I pay a little more rent than Liss, so I get the bigger room." Phil sat on Nicole's bed, and she sat down next to him. Phil wasn't sure what to do now, but Nicole was. She started to get undressed. "What are you doing?" asked Phil. "Well you can't tan with clothes on can you? The sun-bed is designed for two. Normally Liss and I go on together, but today, It's you and me." "Oh." was all Phil could manage. He too started to undress. He peeled of his shirt, reveling his well-muscled chest. "Do you work out?" asked Nicole. "Yes," Phil said, "I've got a multi-gym in my spare room." "Well you must know how to use it. I didn't notice last night what good a body you have. Guess I was concentrating on your cock too much." "You know, if I'm going to use your sun-bed, it's only polite for me to offer my gym to you." "Oh thanks. I'll take you up on that. Liss uses the gym at school, but I'd love to use yours." Phil stopped at his boxer shorts, and stood waiting for Nicole to show him what to do. Nicole stepped out of her jeans and took off her sweatshirt. She didn't have a bra on underneath. "The only way to prevent tan-lines," she said, "is to go naked." With that she pulled down her tiny panties, and kicked them off to the side. Phil admired Nicole's succulent body. Her 38D breasts were perfectly formed, with not the faintest hint of sagging. The nipples were large, and stood to attention. Her tanned skin looked ultra-smooth, and Phil so much wanted to run his hands over her flat stomach. She went over to her bedside cabinet, and bent over to pick up some protective goggles for their eyes. As she did, Phil's cock reacted the only way it knew how to at the sight of her full round ass pointing at him. Nicole turned around, and instantly noticed the bulge in Phil's boxers where his cock was straining to escape. She swayed her way over to him and handed him a pair of the goggles. "You know," she said, "if you don't take these off, you'll get a tan-line. And you wouldn't want that would you." She pulled the waistband of his shorts away from his body and looked inside. "Hello," she said to Phil's cock, "Do you want to come out to play?" She looked up at Phil, "You know I think he does." She knelt down and removed Phil's boxers, pulling them over his cock and down. Phil stepped out of them as they hit the floor, and kicked them over to where Nicole's knickers were. Nicole again started talking to Phil's cock. "Doesn't that feel better, you're all free now." She gave it a little kiss on the end. "Sorry," she said, "But I'm not as good at blowjobs as Lisa. She's tried to teach me, but I just can't get the hang of it. You'll have to wait for her if you want one of those." She stood up, and walked over to the sun-bed, switching it on. She put her goggles on, and then lay face down on it. She patted the space next to her. "Come Phil, hop on," she said. Phil lay face down next to Nicole. It was difficult with his cock as hard as it was, but he pushed it flat against his belly. Nicole told him that they were best off doing just five minutes each side to start with. Even though there were UV rays from above and below, the ones below were closer, so it was still best to turn over every now and then. She set a timer for five minuets, and they lay in silence, soaking up the rays. Presently the timer gave off a loud, short buzz. Nicole turned onto her back, and nudged Phil until he did the same. She reached over and reset the timer, and they lay on their backs until the timer went off again. This time Nicole propped herself up on her elbows. She looked over at Phil's cock. It was still hard, and pointing straight up in the air. She leaned over and took it in her hand. "Phil, why is this still hard? Shouldn't it have gone down by now?" "I suppose 10 minutes is normally enough. It must be lying here next to you that's keeping it up." Nicole pulled the foreskin back as far as it would go to reveal it's large head, and examined it carefully. "I've always liked the way they look." she said. "Really?" said Phil, "And how many have you seen?" "A few," she said, "I've seen some interesting ones. Yours definitely looks fairly 'normal', and measures up well too." She leaned closer to it, and moved her hand up and down a few strokes, then wrapped her lips around it. She moved her head down, stopping with around three inches still showing, and quietly gagged. She used her tongue on the head of Phil's cock inside her mouth. Shortly she came up for air. "That's why I generally don't give blowjobs to men who've had one from Lisa. She could easily take all of this in her mouth." "It was still very nice, Nicole," said Phil, who had enjoyed it immensely. "Really," said Nicole, and returned her mouth to Phil's cock. She again took as much of it into her mouth as she could before gagging, and circled her tongue around the head. "What your doing with your tongue is really nice." said Phil, before releasing a loud moan. Nicole gave a muffled moan of her own and set about her task with more urgency. She moved her head upwards slowly, until only the head of Phil's cock remained in her mouth. Then she quickly filled her mouth up again. She did this a couple more times, and Phil began to squirm about on the sun-bed. After a final motion, she took the cock out of her mouth. It glistened with her saliva in the light of the UV tubes. She took off her protective goggles, but stopped Phil when he tried to remove his. "No. Leave them on." "But I can't see a thing. They're too dark." "I know, just do as your told." She moved so that her tanned thighs straggled Phil's head. "Stick your tongue out Phil," she told him. He did. Slowly Nicole lowered herself until she could feel Phil's hot breath on her pussy, at which she gasped. She lowered herself further, until his tongue was at the entrance to her dripping wet hole. "Enjoy," she said. Phil grabbed her hips, and pulled her down further, so that he could get his tongue inside her. He wiggled it from side to side, and reached inside her as far as her could. Her juices flowed from her into his mouth, and he lapped them up, enjoying the sweet taste. The upper rack of the sun-bed prevented Nicole from sitting upright, so she sat across Phil, and once again took his cock into her mouth. She couldn't concentrate on doing anything with it however, because Phil had turned his attention to her clitoris, and was sending her into a frenzy. She came quickly, and forcefully. She let out a cry so loud that Lisa heard in the kitchen. She didn't do anything. She and Nicole had agreed to take turns with Phil. Lisa would get him after the meal. Nicole's orgasm covered Phil's face with cum, and made her breathless. She moved herself again, turning around so that she could kiss Phil passionately on the lips, and lick her own cum from his face. Phil still couldn't see because he still had the protective goggles on. Nicole reached down and guided Phil's cock into her as she sat down on him. When it was the entrance to the hole, Phil tried to thrust into her, but she moved her arse up and away from him. "We have to be careful, we might break the tubes if we move too quickly." She lowered herself again slowly, and this time Phil didn't thrust. Nicole took the head of his cock inside her, and then slowly lowered herself down the shaft. She moaned as she felt the head push against the walls of her cunt, and go deeper and deeper into her. When it was in all the way, she moved herself upwards again slowly, until only the head remained inside her. This time she impaled herself quickly onto him, and gasped as if the piston had forced the air out of her lungs. She started to move again, this time settling into a rhythm. Phil found it, and soon their movements were synchronized. They carried on like this for sometime, until Nicole suddenly released an orgasm that had been slowly building since Phil had first entered her. "We should move," she said, "or you'll get sun burnt." She climbed down from her perch, and led Phil, still blinded by the goggles, over to the bed. She pushed him down, and climbed back on board. This time she wasn't worried about the bed, and rode Phil's cock wildly. It wasn't long before Phil began to buck his hips against her, and came inside her. Nicole collapsed on top of him, and kissed his face, neck and chest. "That was nice," she said, "We must do it again sometime." They lay for a while, and both looked up as Lisa entered the room. "Honestly. Can't I leave you alone for a moment." she said, "I head you cum from in the kitchen Nicky." "Sorry Liss, couldn't help it." "Well, lunch is ready, although I guess Phil's already eaten. It's up to you whether or not you get dressed." Nicole took Phil's shrinking cock out of her cunt, and dribbled most of his spunk down onto it. As she climbed off him, Lisa licked her lips. "Oh, a starter before lunch," she said. She walked over to him, and used her luscious lips to clean up the mess. Phil began to grow again at her touch, but she walked back over to the bedroom door. "Sorry, you'll have to wait. lunch is getting cold." Lisa went back into the dining room, which was adjacent to the kitchen, and started to serve up the meal on three plates. Nicole and Phil got dressed and followed her. The dining table was a small, round wooden one, and they sat around it at places that Lisa had already laid out. Lisa had cooked an exquisite chicken dish, with a full complement of vegetables, rich gravy and a garlic loaf. Nicole opened a bottle of French white wine. "I'd have brought the wine if you'd have said." said Phil. "Don't worry about it," said Nicole, "We picked up loads of this French stuff when we were over there last summer. It was dead cheap." "Worked out at just a couple of quid a bottle," said Lisa. "We brought back so much that Nicole's car was dragging along the floor from the weight." "I wished I had a big car instead my Clio, we could have got more in," said Nicole. Phil tasted the wine. It was very good. The three of them got through 2 bottles before they had finished the meal. "That," said Phil as he used the last piece of garlic bread to mop up the gravy, "was fantastic. Where did you learn to cook like that?" "I lived in a house with 4 men for a year at university. I did all the cooking." she replied. "Lucky chaps." said Phil, popping the bread in his mouth, and washing it down with the last of his wine. "They found ways to repay me," said Lisa. "Speaking of which, how do you plan to repay me for today's feast?" "Will a fiver do?" Phil joked, fishing a note out of his wallet. "It's a start," said Lisa, taking the money from him and stuffing down between her tits. "But you can do the washing up as well." "I hate washing up, don't you have a dishwasher?" "Yes," said Lisa, "she's called Nicole, and it's her day off." "Well I've got one," said Phil, "Why don't we carry all this across the hall, then we can watch a film while it cleans." "OK." said Lisa, "I'll help you carry it through if Nicky will pop down 'Vicki Wine and get some beer. We brought so much wine in France that we couldn't fit beer in the car." "Sure," said Nicole. Lisa took Phil's money from where she had stuffed it and handed it to Nicole. Nicole left as Phil gathered up the plates, dishes and saucepans. It took two trips to get everything into the dishwasher in Phil's kitchen. Lisa stood behind him, her hand on his shoulder as he closed the door of the machine and set it to "Wash". "Which film would you like to watch," he said as he stood up, "I've built up quite a collection of the last few years, you should look thro..." His words were cut off as he turned to face Lisa by her tongue as it forced its way into his mouth. "There's no rush." she said, "Vicki Wine is quite a walk, Nicky will be gone ages." She kissed him again, and not shocked by it this time, Phil responded, pushing his tongue into Lisa's mouth as hers entered his. They stood kissing for a few minutes, until Lisa broke away from him. "Time for dessert." she said, and pushed him back so that his bum rested against the worktop. She knelt down in front of him, and undid he buttons of his jeans one by one. She wasted as little time as possible, by pulling down his jeans and boxers at the same time. Phil's dick was already hard, and it pointed straight at Lisa's face. She wrapped a hand around the base, and stroked a finger of the other hand along the underside. It twitched. "That tickles." said Phil. Sunday Lunch, dear? As with 'Thursday in Jeans' I wrote this story some time ago and have posted elsewhere online. If you've already seen it, I must crave your indulgence. However if it's new to you I hope very much that you'll enjoy it. Please note, however, that if you're squeamish about bodily functions it may not be for you. * Anne pressed the button to lower her car window slightly. It wasn't a warm day but she needed fresh air badly as the farts she was doing were making the car smell and she simply needed to breathe. It wasn't entirely her fault as this morning circumstances had conspired to militate against her taking the dump she so badly needed. For a start she'd woken at nine, conscious of a fullness in her bowels which was largely the natural consequence of not emptying them for a couple of days but was no doubt exacerbated by the excellent food at Mrs Hethersett's dinner party the evening before. The main course had been a fish pie to die for, and perhaps accepting a second helping hadn't been the wisest of moves. Realising that it was her turn to serve at church, Anne knew she had to be there and robed by 9.30 so there was no time for a dump, much as she'd have liked one. Instead she'd had to be content with the quickest of showers combined with a pee before dressing, running out of the house and jumping in the car. Brian, her husband, had already left for the golf course long by then, not that he'd have been any help if he'd been around. After the service, which lasted just over an hour, Anne had needed to make a quick dash to the supermarket to stock up on basic provisions as the larder had run rather low. However it wasn't as quick a dash as she'd have liked. After having done battle at the checkout and trying to remember the PIN number of her latest credit card, she'd had to hurry on to Wendy's for coffee and a meeting to help plan the craft stall they were staging at the upcoming Christmas Fair in Wendy's village hall. She'd known Wendy since their college days. In fact they'd been at Cambridge together in those distant days of the Eighties when the world seemed a much gentler, simpler place. Although the best of friends, they were both quite strong willed and Wendy could be particularly forthright when she chose to be. In fact she'd never made any secret of her disapproval of Anne's apparent laxness when it came to answering calls of nature. Anne for her part had resolved that she'd only ever use the loo when visiting Wendy if she was absolutely desperate. After all, if Wendy thought that 'she didn't go as often as she should', why disappoint her? In need of a poo all morning, she'd actually begun farting twenty minutes earlier whilst still at Wendy's, and Wendy had asked her if she'd like to use the facilities ahead of hitting the open road. With a polite but characteristic firmness, Anne had declined the offer of her friend's lavatory. After all, her pride was at stake! Now she was beginning to regret that decision. The struggle to hold on as yesterday's dinner made its bid for freedom whilst concentrating on the road, was becoming increasingly difficult and the smell emanating from under her grey and red tartan skirt was almost gassing her. Out in the open air it would have been more manageable but the car was a confined space and even after forty years experience of her own farts, some of which had been quite ripe in their day, Anne didn't believe she could smell quite so bad. Marlene Hethersett's fish pie must have contained something fairly exceptional! After what seemed like hours but was really no more than another fifteen minutes, Anne passed the familiar welcome signs to her home town of Attleton Market and drove as quickly as she could to the smart Seventies cul-de-sac where the home she and Brian shared was to be found. Pulling into the drive, she noticed Brian's car was there too. It was unlike him to be back from golf - or rather what followed it -- quite so early. She had something rather more important on her mind though. Delighted by the prospect of imminent relief, she parked up and stepped out of the car. It was then that Anne froze. A massive, explosive, fart escaped followed by a familiar crackling sound and Anne realised that she was shitting herself. Messing herself in her own driveway within yards of the bathroom felt terribly naughty and it was certainly inconvenient. She'd not done anything like it for ages. At the same time it felt strangely sexy, and the sheer relief of emptying her bowels after such a long fight to control them, was absolutely incredible. Her full cotton briefs had taken the strain and they were certainly no longer white! She didn't know how Brian would react but there was only one thing to do and that was to find out. Opening the front door she waddled into the hallway, almost colliding with Brian as she did so. Thinking it would be best to take the lead and initiate the conversation, she made a move to get in first. "Hi Brian. I wasn't expecting you to back so soon. Normally you like to linger a bit at the nineteenth hole if I'm not mistaken!" Brian smiled. "I know Anne. It's just that I had this strange impulsive thought that my wife might like to be taken out for Sunday lunch for once. It is our anniversary next week you know, darling. By the way, what's that awful smell?" Anne blushed. "Thanks Brian. I'm afraid I've had rather an accident." Brian's face was a mixture of panic and curiosity. "What do you mean by an accident?" "I'm afraid I've messed my pants." Feigning mock exasperation didn't come easily to Brian. Pretending to be cross with the wife he loved when he wasn't was difficult but he decided to give it a try, struggling to keep a straight face. "Oh Anne! You're a grown woman for goodness sake. You ought to know better." Realising that it was an act, Anne played along with it. "I'm really, really, sorry. I think it was something to do with that fish pie I had last night at Marlene's." Brian couldn't help looking slightly smug. "You mean too much of it! Oh dear. I imagine you won't feel like going out for lunch then. Perhaps I'd better phone the restaurant and cancel." Anne smiled at her husband. "Oh really, Brian! Don't be such a drama queen. There's nothing wrong with me that a good clean up, a shower and a change of clothes won't put right. You can still take me out if you like. Why not come up to bathroom and give me a hand? I could use some help." Realising that she probably wouldn't take 'no' for an answer Brian obediently followed his wife to the bathroom. THE END Sunday Lunch - The Day This is the second part of a story.You may wish to read "Sunday Lunch - The Week Before" if you have not already read it. * Sunday morning we woke late. My name is Tim and my wife, Rachel, is laying naked beside me in bed. We are in our mid fifties and today we're having lunch at the home of John and Debbie. They're in their late fifties and we've found out that they are swingers. Another couple, Helen and Don, will be joining us for lunch. They're in their forties and fairly new to the swinging scene. I reached over and my hand ran along Rachel's shoulder as my mouth nibbled on her neck. She woke when she felt my erect cock pushing against her back. "Easy Tiger," she said. "Are you looking forward to this afternoon?" "Yes," I replied. "I love you Tim," Rachel responded. "I love you too," I replied. "Let's enjoy today and make love when we get home tonight." We kissed then went into the bathroom. I shaved while Rachel stepped into the shower. I joined her in the shower and we soaped each other's bodies, paying great attention to our genetilia then we dried each other before moving back to the bedroom. We dressed for our lunch date then went downstairs for a quick coffee before going outside and getting into our car. I drove along the narrow country lanes and Rachel sat quietly staring at the road ahead. As we got closer to our destination, she spoke nervously. "Tim, I love you very much." I felt her hand rest on my thigh. "It'll be okay, Rachel. Just enjoy the day!" I parked the car and we walked to the front door. After we rang the bell, Debbie opened the door and invited us to step inside. She looked stunning in a thigh length black dress that was cut low to give a good view of her small cleavage. She leaned in and kissed me on both cheeks then embraced Rachel kissing her on both cheeks as well. We moved through to a small sitting room and John greeted us. He shook my hand then kissed Rachel on both cheeks. I saw his hand squeeeze her taut bottom as he leaned in and spoke into her ear. "You look fabulous, Rachel. Glad you could join us today." A few minutes later, the doorbell rang and Debbie went to answer it. She returned with Don and Helen then introduced them. Helen was a roly poly lady with huge boobs, a large ass and a big smile. She was dressed in a low cut, knee length red dress. "Pleased to meet you, Tim," she said as she kissed me on both cheeks. I saw Don, a tall thin guy kiss my wife on both cheeks then he shook hands with John and I. Helen embraced Rachel and they kissed each other on the cheeks. "Let's go the dining room, lunch is ready," Debbie said. I was sat between Debbie and Helen on one side of the table with Rachel between John and Don on the other side. We had an enjoyable lunch of roast beef, yorkshire pudding, potatoes, carrots and cabbage, accompanied by a couple of glasses of a fine red Rioja wine. We talked about our lives and found out that Helen was a doctor and Don was a solicitor. They were new to the swinging scene and this was only their third meet. After lunch, John suggested that we move to their games room. What a wonderful place with two king size beds pushed together, mirrors on walls and ceiling, and some comfortable chairs to sit on. John asked Helen if she'd like to be his first partner and she readily agreed. He took her hand and they moved close to the bed. They kissed passionately before John unzipped her dress and slid it off her shoulders. It dropped to the floor and she stepped out of it. She stood there in a black bra, matching French knickers and hold-up stockings. He reached round and unclasped Helen's bra, sliding it off her shoulders to reveal enormous breasts with dark brown nipples. I felt my cock starting to harden as I watched Helen then I felt a hand on my thigh. It was Debbie. "Magnificent breasts, aren't they?" she whispered into my ear. John slid Helen's knickers down and she stepped out of them. I looked over and saw that her pussy was bare with huge protuding lips. John and Helen kissed again and I could see his hands stroking her ample buttocks. I felt Debbie's hand move to my now rock hard cock and start to stroke it through my trousers. Helen unbuttoned John's shirt and removed it to reveal his hairy chest then she unbuckled his belt before unzipping his fly. His trousers dropped to the floor and he stepped out of them. Helen's hand went inside the waistband of his boxers and I knew she was stroking his cock. She removed his boxers to reveal his rock hard member, similar to mine in length and thickness. I looked over and saw Rachel smiling as John's penis was exposed. Don had his hand on her thigh. Suddenly, I heard Debbie's voice. "Our turn, Tim!" I stood and we walked over closer to the bed. I saw that John and Helen had moved back to their seats and she was stroking his penis as he fondled her huge tits. I kissed Debbie and our tongues danced together. I reached round and unzipped her dress. As it dropped to the floor, she stepped out of it and stood there in just crotchless pantyhose. Her long brown nipples were standing to attention on her small firm breasts and I looked down between her legs to see a full red bush above her pussy. As we kissed again, my hand stroked her taut bottom then she loosened my trousers and let them drop to the floor. I stepped out of them and stood there in my black thong with my rock hard penis peeping out of it. As I looked over, I saw Helen smile at me as John was sucking one of her long brown nipples with his hand massaging the other erormous tit. Debbie knelt in front of me and released my cock then took off my thong. She gently kissed my erect member before standing and we moved back to our seats. Don stood and pulled Rachel to her feet. They moved closer to the bed before kissing passionately with his hands roaming over my wife's ass. He unzipped her dress and it fell to the floor, leaving Rachel standing in a red silk pushup bra, matching open crotch panties and hold-up fishnet stockings. She looked stunning and I felt Debbie stroke my cock harder as she stared at Rachel. My hand slid between her open legs and I felt her pussy was already dripping. Don unclasped Rachel's bra and removed it to expose her firm breasts with erect nipples. I saw his hand slide inside her open crotch panties and her legs parted a little to give him better access. Rachel unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off before unfastening his trousers. She helped him out of his trousers and was met with a hard cock. Don didn't have any underwear and I saw Rachel reach for his erect dick. It was much longer than mine but thinner. She smiled as she caught me staring at Don's cock. I watched Rachel and Don climb onto the bed then they were joined by John and Helen. Debbie came and sat on my lap facing me then we kissed with our tongues exploring each other's mouth. I ran my hand up and down her back before using my hands to pull her buttocks apart. I felt her hand carress my nipples as my finger traced the length of her ass crack before resting against her puckered hole. My hard cock was pressed against her stomach as my finger teased her rear hole. Debbie moved a little away from me so I moved my hand between us and ran my fingers through her thick red bush. She moaned as my fingers parted her pussy lips and her finger nails grazed across my back. I moved my finger up her wet slit and found her engorged clitoris. "Let's get more comfortable on the bed," she whispered in my ear before she stood up. I looked up in one of the ceiling mirrors and saw John was sitting on Helen with his hard cock rubbing between her beautiful breasts. She had her tits squeezed together as he fucked between them. I moved my eyes to another mirror and saw Rachel was riding Don's long cock. Her eyes were wide open and she was clearly enjoying the experience. My cock seemed to grow even bigger as Debbie and I found a free space on the beds. Soon we were in the sixty-nine position with Debbie on top taking my cock deep into her mouth. My tongue licked the inside of her thighs just above the open crotch pantyhose and I could smell the womanly aroma coming from her pussy. I felt her let my cock free from her mouth then her tongue licked along the sensitive underside while my tongue licked up her hot wet slit stopping just short of her hard nub. My hand parted her ass cheeks as my tongue licked deep into her cunt while I felt her tongue licking my full balls. I struggled to keep my mouth on her pussy because she was writhing as her orgasm approached. I gently took her clit between my teeth and my tongue lapped at her pearl. Debbie was panting now and she was no longer working on my cock then I felt her body tense. Her womanly juices flowed onto my tongue then she relaxed and started to take my cock into her mouth. I knew I was close so I lifted her off me and laid her on her back. I kissed her small firm boobs before sucking on a hard nipple then I climbed on top of Debbie. Her hand reached down and grabbed my rock hard dick. "You need a condom!" she said as she moved from under me and reached over to the bedside table. She rolled the condom on using her mouth then I moved on top of her again. Debbie positioned my cock at the entrance to her hot wet cunt then I started to push into her wet and willing hole. I felt her muscles tighten around my cock then she raised her legs and rested her feet on my backside. I started to fuck her and felt her nails running lightly on my back. "Harder, Tim!" she cried through her ragged breathing. I increased the pace, going deep into her pussy as her feet ran along my buttocks then her hands moved down and she parted my ass cheeks. Her finger ran along the crack and settled on my rear hole. As I felt her finger start to slide into my asshole, her body shook and her orgasm hit her. Her juices flowed and that was enough to send me over the edge. My semen spurted into the condom. As we lay in each others arms, I felt a hand on my flaccid cock then the condom being removed. I looked down and saw that it was Helen's hand. My eyes looked into a ceiling mirror to find Rachel and saw that John was between hers legs eating her cunt while Don was playing with her tits. My cock started to harden as I watched my wife and Helen stroked me to full hardness. Debbie whispered, "Thanks, that was good, now enjoy Helen" I smiled and answered, "Thank you, Debbie, you have a great body." As Debbie moved over to Don, I leaned in to kiss Helen and my hand moved to massage an enormous breast. She pushed her tongue into my mouth as I rubbed a nipple between my finger and thumb. My god, she had the biggest tits I'd ever seen or felt and she leaned over so they were hanging down close to my mouth. I reached up and sucked on one of her hard nipples and my hand carressed the other one. I felt Helen's hand on my stomach then moved down until it was in my pubic hair. I moved my mouth to her other nipple and sucked hard then I felt her hand grip my erect dick. She stroked me furiously while I continued to suck hard on her nipple. My hand rubbed down her ample body and rested on her buttocks. I rolled her over onto her back. "Can I eat you?" "Yes," she replied as she relaxed and her legs opened a little wider. I moved between her open thighs and licked the top of her legs above her stockings. My hands slid under her buttocks and raised her pussy to my mouth. I slid my tongue up her wet open slit until it reached her engorged clitoris. She moaned as one of my fingers entered her cunt and my teeth gently teased her clit. I put two more fingers into her and found that sensitive place on her vaginal wall. I rubbed my fingers against her g-spot and teased her clit with my tongue then I felt her body tense. Her womanly juices flowed into my mouth then I felt her body relax. I moved up beside Helen and we kissed passionately. I felt her hand start to massage my dick then she kissed my nipples before her tongue continued it's journey to my crotch. She took my cock between her lips and started to suck. My hands roamed through her hair as she squeezed my balls then released my cock from her mouth. She rolled a condom onto my rock hard dick. "Now, you can fuck me," she said. I rolled her over onto her front and she raised her ample ass into the air so I could enter her from behind. I rubbed my cock up and down her slit before placing it at the entrance to her hot wet hole. I looked up in one of the mirrors and saw John had mounted Rachel. I could see his ass moving as he fucked her and she had her legs wrapped around him. My cock pushed into Helen's wet and willing cunt then I started to fuck her slowly. My hands reached round to fondle those enormous tits as my rock hard cock slid in and out of her pussy. She tightened her muscles around my dick as I felt my orgasm approaching so I slowed down. "I'm close don't stop!" Helen shouted. I increased the pace and soon her body shook as she climaxed. As she relaxed, I continued to fuck her hard and soon my thick cream errupted from my cock. As we lay relaxing, my hands moved to Helen's massive boobs and she smiled. "You like my puppies, don't you?" she asked. "Yes," I replied. "I like your whole body Helen." I felt her hand on my flaccid cock and she removed the condom before stroking me to full hardness. "I like your cock!" said with a big laugh. Just then, I saw Rachel walking over towards us. She climbed on the mattress next to Helen and they shared a long passionate kiss. While my hand massaged an enormous tit, Rachel massaged the other one and I heard Helen moan as she was becoming aroused again. My wife licked her neck then down to take a boob in her mouth and suck on the erect nipple. I leaned in to kiss Helen as Rachel's tongue trailed down to her ample stomach and I could see her licking her bellybutton. Helen moaned into my mouth as my wife moved down between her open legs and her tongue licked her inner thighs. Rachel slid her hands under her ample buttocks and lifted her pussy to her mouth while I continued playing with Helen's wonderful tits. My wife's tongue lapped at Helen's bare twat as I pulled hard on a nipple, causing Helen to moan even more. Rachel slid a finger into Helen's hot wet cunt while she blew hot breath on to the engorged clit and Helen squirmed. A second finger was now in her pussy, causing Helen to breath harder as her orgasm approached. I moved to suck hard on one of her breasts as my finger and thumb teased the other one. "Oh, Fuck, I'm cuminnnnnnnnnnnnnnnng!" Helen shouted. Her body tensed then relaxed as her juices flowed on to Rachel's face. My wife moved from between Helen's legs and kissed me. I could taste Helen's womanly juices as we kissed. "Let's go home now," Rachel said. "Okay," I replied while looking over to see Debbie being spit roasted by her hubby and Don. Sunday Lunch - The Week Before It's Friday night and I am sat in the village pub talking to John. My name is Tim and I am mid fifties. My wife, Rachel, sat across the table deep in conversation with Debbie. About a year ago, we decided to leave the big city life and move to a small village in the countryside. Rachel had retired from her teaching job and I was able to work at home. Our sex lives had improved because we now had much more free time. We had become friendly with John and Debbie, a couple in their late fifties. He was a big guy, standing over six feet and weighing around 220 pounds. Debbie was a tall, average built lady with fiery red hair. Most Friday nights, we were together drinking in the pub and, occasionally, we would have a meal out at a local restaurant. John had a successful building business and they lived in a converted farmhouse outside the village. At closing time, we said our farewells to John and Debbie then we walked the short distance to our village cottage. I opened the door and stood aside to let Rachel pass. "Don't be long locking up," she said as she rushed upstairs. Rachel was in the bathroom when I entered our bedroom. I started to undress and I was standing in my boxers when Rachel came into the room. She was naked and I saw that her nipples were standing hard and proud on her firm breasts. She walked over to me and we exchanged a passionate kiss. I put my hand on her ass and pulled her against my rapidly hardening penis. I felt her hand slide inside my boxers and her fingers wrap around my erect cock. She stroked my balls as her other hand slid down my boxers down to expose my rigid penis. I stepped out of them then Rachel pushed me down on the bed and she kissed my nipples as she stroked my dick. She was really turned on and soon she had my cock in her mouth. She coated my penis with her saliva then she moved up and kissed me as her fingers teased her own pussy. Rachel climbed on top and guided my rock hard cock into her hot wet pussy. She relaxed then started riding up and down. Her long brown hair cascaded over her face and beads of perspiration started to develop on her brow. I reached up and squeezed her hard nipples as she continued to ride me. "Yesssss!" she screamed as her orgasm hit her. As I felt her body tense then relax, her womanly fluids oozed over my cock and that was enough to take me over the edge, my hot spunk erupted into her pussy. As we lay in each others arms relaxing after our exertions, I smiled at her and struggled to catch my breath before I spoke. "My God, Rachel, what happened to turn you on like that?" She explained that she had a long conversation with Debbie and it turned out that she and John are swingers. We have been invited to join them and another couple for lunch on Sunday week. "Are you sure you want to go? It's been fifteen years since our last time," I said. "Yes, Tim, I'm sure" she replied. "I've seen the way you look Debbie." We fell asleep naked and I was awakened the next morning with Rachel's lips around my hard penis. I moved her so that she was on top of me and her pussy was close to my mouth. As she sucked on my cock, I ran my fingers along the sensitive inside of her thighs and my nose nested in her thick pubic bush. I moved my hands to her ass and pulled the cheeks apart. Rachel released my cock a little and I felt her tongue lick around the mushroom head as I pulled her closer to my mouth. My tongue ran up her furry slit and I could feel that she was already wet. My tongue rested close to her exposed clit whilst my finger ran up her ass crack. Rachel took my hot member fully into her mouth again as I blew my hot breath over her clitoris. My finger rested close to her puckered hole while my tongue darted in and out of her hot wet pussy. I felt her body tense then her orgasm hit her, causing her to suck even harder on my cock. My semen started to spew into her mouth. Her womanly juices flowed onto my tongue and she tasted wonderful. We moved and started a long lingering kiss. She transferred a small amount of semen into my mouth and she could taste her own cum on my lips as we kissed. She broke the kiss then smiled down at me. "Can we go to John and Debbie's next weekend?" "Of course we can if you're going to be like this until then!!" I exclaimed. We spent our usual Saturday, doing the shopping and having a leisurely lunch at a nearby village pub. Rachel telephoned Debbie to confirm that we would love to join for Sunday lunch and she learned the other couple were in their late forties. They lived about twenty miles away and were fairly new to the swinging scene. Their names were Helen and Don. As we sat by the fire on Saturday night watching TV and drinking some wine, I leaned over and started to kiss Rachel. She responded immediately by pushing her tongue into my mouth and moaning. My hand moved down to her breast and I started to massage it through her blouse. I could feel the nipple harden then I felt Rachel's hand rub my hardening cock through my trousers. We kissed some more while I unbuttoned her blouse and my hand reached inside her bra to feel her tit. My finger and thumb tweaked the nipple as she unbuckled my belt then unzipped my trousers. Her hand snaked inside my boxers then her fingers wrapped around my hard knob. She stroked me as I nibbled on her neck and reached round to unclasp her bra. My hand moved to one of her bare breasts, small and firm with long brown nipples, then I felt her hand move to cup my balls. Rachel whispered, "Let's get more comfortable." She stood and let her blouse and bra fall to the floor before unzipping her jeans. She let her jeans drop to the floor then stood there in just a pair of small white panties. Her pubic hair could be seen clearly through her panties with some escaping from the sides. I watched her, then stood up and removed all my clothes. I moved closer to her. "Let's fuck down here in front of fire tonight!" Rachel smiled and lay down on the rug gesturing me to join her. I lay down and we started a long passionate kiss with my hand on her butt, pushing her body against my hard cock. I kissed her neck then trailed my tongue down towards her boobs as my hand massaged one of them. My mouth moved over a breast and my tongue teased the long brown nipple. I heard Rachel moan then I felt her hand reach for my penis and start to gently stroke it. I laid her on her back then licked down her stomach, coming to rest at her belly button. I moved my hand to stroke the inside of her thighs as my tongue licked down and settled in her thick pubic bush. I moved round between her wide open legs then started to lick up the inside of her thighs, stopping short of her pussy. I could smell the wonderful aroma of her and heard her breath coming in short bursts as my tongue licked her inner thighs. My thumbs parted her swollen cunt lips then I used my tongue to open her hot wet slit. I could see her clitoris was already engorged so I gently blew a hot breath over it. Rachel raised her ass to try to get closer to my mouth but I teased her by moving away slightly then quickly licking up her slit again. I gently rolled her clit between my teeth then pushed a finger into her pussy. I found her sensitive spot on her vaginal wall and rubbed it with the tip of my finger while using my tongue to tease her clit. Her body was writhing against me as I managed to keep my finger working on her cunt wall and my tongue on her clit. Suddenly, her body tensed then she screamed and I was rewarded with her womanly juices flowing onto my finger and into my mouth. I moved up her body and our lips met. Rachel could taste her own juices on my lips then I sat up and pulled her into a sitting position with her legs over mine. I lifted her then lowered her onto my erect cock. It slid easily into her hot wet pussy and my hands stroked on her tits as we kissed. I placed my hands under her butt and was able to raise her then lower her back so my cock went deep inside her willing cunt. We rocked together with our mouths looked together then I raised and lowered again. "Fuck me harder, Tim!" Rachel said so I lifted her off my cock and lowered her onto the rug. I moved on top of her and Rachel used her hand to rub my stiff cock against her clit before placing it at the entrance of her wet hole. I pushed down and my cock slid deep inside her hairy twat. I started to fuck her deeply then I felt her hands pulling my ass cheeks apart as I drove deep into her. Her finger teased my puckered hole as I felt my cock twitch and I knew I was about to erupt. Rachel sensed my impending orgasm and her finger pushed into my asshole, pushing me over the edge. My semen shot deep into her pussy and I felt her womanly juices flow over my cock. We lay there for a few minutes recovering then my flaccid cock slipped out of her cunt. "Thank you, Rachel. That was wonderful!" I said. "Yes, Tim, your cock and tongue get better with age!" she replied with a huge smile on her face. It's Wednesday and we sat on the train going to London. Rachel suggested that we spend a night at our apartment in town because she wanted to buy some new clothes, have a body wax and a meal at our favourite restaurant. We were in a quiet compartment with only two other people, but they weren't close enough to overhear our conversation. "I spoke to Cleo about a private waxing at our apartment," Rachel said. But she's no longer working so she recommended her daughter, Carrie." She saw the look of disappointed on my face and added, "She assured me that Carrie will provide the usual services!!" My face lit up and I asked. "How old is she?" "Just twenty one," came the reply. We arrived at our apartment about midday and had a light lunch before heading off to Rachel's favourite underwear shop. She purchased a red silk push-up bra and matching open crotch panties then added a pair of hold up fishnet stockings. She bought a gentleman's black thong for me! We got back to the apartment at about three thirty, giving Rachel time to prepare for Carrie's visit at four. The doorbell rang and I opened the door to see a beautiful woman with coffee coloured skin standing there carrying a folding table and rucksack. "Hi, you must be Carrie, I'm Tim" I said taking the table from her. "Hi, Tim!" she said as she extended her hand for me to shake then she leaned forward and kissed me lightly on both cheeks. I held the door so she could step inside and see Rachel coming out of the bedroom. "Hi, Carrie, I'm Rachel!" The girls embraced and kissed each other on both cheeks. Carrie was dressed in tight top and short skirt. Her firm breasts seemed too large for her lithe body. She set up the table and took things from the rucksack, placing them close to the table. "I'm ready to start Rachel," she said. "I need you naked from the waist down, but you may find it more comfortable being completely nude" Rachel slipped off her bathrobe to reveal her naked body and Carrie eyed her up and down. "You look fantastic, Rachel, just like Mom described you." "Thank you, Carrie, I hope you'll be happy to work naked like your Mom." "Sure, I just need to use the bathroom," Carrie replied. "Please lay facedown on the table for me." After about five minutes, Carrie returned from the bathroom. She looked magnificent with her firm large breasts and long brown nipples. I looked between her long legs and saw her bare pussy with protruding lips. She walked over to the table then looked at me. "Tim, it's time for you to get your kit off!!" As I stripped off, my cock was already rock hard from watching Carrie. Her taut butt looked great as she leaned over and waxed Rachel's legs then her anal crack. She rubbed her fingers up and down Rachel's crack then she leaned in and licked up her crack. Rachel's ass raised to meet Carrie's mouth. Carrie pulled away with a smile. "That seems smooth enough, please turn over." Rachel turned over and lay on her back with her legs wide apart. Carrie looked at Rachel's thick bush. "Do you just want a thin strip left?" "Yes, please," Rachel replied. Carrie got to work again and finished waxing my wife's legs then she used her scissors to trim her pubic bush very short before waxing it. After she finished, I watched as she ran her finger up her slit and over her pubic mound then she leaned in and ran her tongue over the whole area. Rachel raised her body as Carrie's tongue lapped at her pussy. Carrie rubbed some soothing lotion over the area. "That's done. How does it feel Rachel?" "Fine, thank you, Carrie." She got off the table and embraced Carrie. Their lips met for a long lingering kiss and I saw Rachel's hand stroking Carrie's firm taut bottom. She beckoned me to join them and I moved over then stood behind Carrie, putting my arms around both of them. My erect penis nuzzled in the cheeks of Carrie's magnificent ass. "I need to freshen up," Carrie said. "I'll join you in the bedroom soon." Rachel took hold of my swollen penis and led me to the bedroom. We kissed, our tongues exploring each other's mouth then I laid her on the bed and moved between her open legs. My tongue lapped at her inner thighs and I could smell the womanly aroma coming from her hot, moist pussy. I moved my tongue to lick her up open slit stopping just short of engorged clitoris before returning to her inner thighs. Just then, I sensed Carrie standing close and looked up at her. She motioned me to move then she moved her head between my wife's legs and her tongue licked up her open slit. Rachel raised her body to meet Carrie's tongue while I moved behind the young lady and ran my hands over her taut firm buttocks. Her skin was so smooth and I realised it had been thirty years since I touched anyone of her age. I moved and reached round Carrie to massage her ample boobs. My cock seemed to grow even bigger as it rested between her ass cheeks while I tweaked her hard nipples between my finger and thumb. Rachel was writhing on the bed and Carrie struggled to keep her mouth glued to her pussy. Suddenly, my wife screamed as her orgasm hit her then she relaxed her body to allow Carrie to continue to eat her. After another orgasm, Carrie moved away from her pussy and stood facing me. We kissed and I could taste Rachel's juices on her lips. I felt Carrie's hand on my cock, her fingers started to wrap around it and her other hand cupped my full balls. My hand parted the cheeks of her butt and I ran a finger down the crack before gesturing her to lie on the bed. I leaned in and kissed her neck as my hand found a breast to massage. I heard Carrie moan as my finger and thumb tweaked her nipple then I moved so that I could suck on her lovely young boob. My teeth gently squeezed her long brown nipple as my hand caressed her smooth inner thigh. My tongue trailed down her body until it reached her bare pussy then I moved between her now wide open legs. My thumbs opened her wet slit and I saw her engorged red clitoris waiting for attention. My tongue licked up her open slit then I gently squeezed her clit between my teeth as I heard Carrie moan in pleasure. Her breath was coming in short bursts as my finger entered her hot wet cunt for the first time. I found that sensitive spot on her vaginal wall and rubbed my finger against it. When I looked up, I saw Rachel taking a long brown nipple into her mouth while her hand massaged the other coffee coloured breast. Carrie raised her ass off the bed as my tongue teased her clit and my finger slid in and out of her tight wet pussy. "Yesss!!" she screamed as her body tensed and I felt her womanly juices coat my finger and tongue. As she relaxed after her climax, I asked, "Can I fuck you, Carrie?" "Yes but please use a condom," she replied. I felt a hand reach for my cock then Rachel spoke, "My god, it's bigger than usual!!" Then she used her mouth to roll a condom on to my rock hard penis. I moved on top of Carrie so that I could kiss her and my cock was resting against her pussy. As I kissed her passionately, I felt my wife's hand on my cock, rubbing it against Carrie's clitoris. She then put my cock at the entrance to the tight pink slit and I pushed forward so that my cock slid into her tight but willing hole. When fully in, I waited for Carrie to get comfortable then I felt her raise her ass off the bed and her legs moved to rest on the back of my thighs. I knew it was time to start fucking this lovely young girl. My cock pounded in and out of her tight cunt as I felt hands parting my ass cheeks and a wet finger running down the crack. I knew it must be Rachel as Carrie's hands were running gently against my back while my hard member drove deep into her pussy. I felt her body tense and knew she was close to her orgasm. My wife must have sensed it too as she slid her moist finger into my asshole. "Oh fuck, I'm cumming!!" exclaimed Carrie as I felt her juices flowing then Rachel's finger found its goal in my anus and I shot a load of hot semen into the condom. As we all lay on the bed relaxing after our exertions, Carrie moved and took the full condom off my deflated penis. She leaned over and took my flaccid cock into her mouth before licking the sensitive underside. As I started to harden, she let my cock slip out and her mouth. "I have to go but it's hard again if you want fucked Rachel." "Maybe later," she replied. We stood and kissed Carrie then she went into the bathroom to shower. Rachel kissed me and whispered, "Let's wait until after dinner, please." "Sure," I replied. We said our good byes to Carrie then Rachel and I showered together before getting dressed to go to our favourite Italian restaurant. Rachel looked stunning in a mid calf length black dress that was cut low to show off her firm breasts. There were lots of admiring glances from both male and female guests in the restaurant. Only I knew that she was wearing a red Basque under the dress along with black stockings. Rachel had not worn panties, which I knew meant she was very horny and would expect something a little different tonight. When we arrived back at the apartment, she suggested that we go immediately to bed. I watched as she slipped off her heels then asked me to unzip her dress. It fell to the floor and she stepped out of it, leaving me to hang the dress for her. She walked over to the bedside drawers and got out a tube of lube. "You know what I need tonight!" she said smiling. I quickly stripped and she came over to share a very passionate kiss with our tongues dancing together. Rachel was really turned on and she reached for my already erect penis. She wrapped her fingers around my hot rod before kneeling and taking the head between her lips. She licked the sensitive underside then massaged my balls while taking the mushroom head back into her mouth. Satisfied that my cock was coated with her saliva, she got up and moved to bend over a chair. I moved behind her and parted her buttocks with my hand then leant in to lick her exposed crack below her basque. I squeezed a large glob of lube from the tube and put it in her ass crack. When I had coated my finger with lube, I slid it into her tight asshole then I felt her body tense. It had been almost five years since our last anal fuck so it was like a first time for her. As Rachel relaxed, I slowly started to slide my finger in and out of her puckered hole. I inserted a second well lubed finger into her and finger fucked her for several minutes before taking my fingers out. I put lots of lube onto my rock hard penis then pointed it at the entrance to its target. I slowly pushed my erect member into her well lubed asshole then waited for her to relax when it was fully in. I felt her muscles tighten around my shaft then Rachel relaxed and I start to pump in and out of her tight ring. I knew I wouldn't last long so I moved my hand round to her pussy to be met with her hand already in place. She was driving two fingers in and out of her hot wet twat so I gently rubbed her clit as she finger fucked herself. Sunday Lunch - The Week Before All too quickly, I felt my orgasm approaching but managed to hold back until I felt her orgasm hit her then I unloaded my hot semen deep into her asshole. "Oh, fuck, Rachel! That was great!" I screamed. "My god, I am sooo full of cream!" she replied. As my cock softened, I let it slip from her puckered hole and turned Rachel round to kiss her. I unfastened her stockings and rolled them down her legs then loosened her basque. It dropped to the floor and she stepped out of it. "Let's take a shower to clean up," I said. "Mmmm," she replied. "No more sex for us until Sunday." Sunday Lunch The first drops of cloudy pre-cum were seeping from the end of his dick, and Lisa used her tongue to spread it around the head. She pulled back the foreskin and licked the newly exposed sensitive skin. "Nicole reckons you could take the whole length in your mouth." said Phil. "Couldn't she?" asked Lisa. "No." "Well let's see shall we." She parted her lips and slid Phil's cock between them. She stopped halfway, and moved her head back slowly, wildly circling it with her tongue as she did so. Phil moaned and gripped the worktop with both hands. When only the tip was left in Lisa's mouth she thrust her head forward until her nose was pressed against her belly. The whole of Phil's dick had disappeared between her red lips. Phil closed his eyes and moaned again, and Lisa responded with a muffled moan of her own. Lisa enjoyed sucking cock as much as men loved having their cocks sucked by her. It turned Lisa on incredibly to know how much pleasure she could give someone with her mouth and tongue. She had been known to cum herself whilst giving a blowjob. She began to move her head back and forth with increasing tempo. Phil moved his right hand to the back of her head, and helped her out by pulling her head towards him with each stroke. Although his hips were against the worktop Phil began to rock them back and forth, fucking Lisa mouth as if it were a cunt. They continued like this, Lisa showing no signs of wanting to stop until Phil had filled her mouth. She took his dick out of her mouth just long enough to say, "I want to taste your cum," before greedily feasting on it again. With each back and forth motion that her head made along Phil's shaft, her tongue was busy inside her mouth, licking at his dick from all sides. Phil could stand it no longer, and he began to buck his hips against her head. As he began to shoot, he held her head tightly against his belly, his milky sperm coating the back of Lisa's throat. Lisa's swallowed each and every drop. "That tastes good," she said. Phil looked down at this incredible woman. Where did she learn so many skills? Great cook and a great lay. He smiled at her and she smiled back. "Your turn," he said. He bent down and picked her up, sitting her on the edge of the worktop. He pushed her skirt up over her hips, and wasn't surprised to see she wasn't wearing knickers. He felt he was getting to know these two nymphs even though he had only met them the day before. "I never wear them on Sundays," she said, "I told you, Sundays make me feel sexy." He knelt down before her, and blew gently on her clit. She gasped at the sensation. With a finger he stroked the inside of first one thigh, then the other. Lisa shivered. Leaning his head forward, he licked an area of her left inner thigh, he followed this by blowing gently in the same spot, causing the saliva he left behind to evaporate, and sending a cold shiver up Lisa's back. "Ohh," she said, "now that is nice." Phil smiled to himself, and again blew on Lisa's clit. Again she gasped. "Stop teasing me," said Lisa. Phil obliged, and ran his tongue along the length of Lisa's wet slit. He slid first one, then a second finger inside her. He began to flick at her clit with his tongue, and gently slide his fingers in and out of her. Lisa tossed her head back and closed her eyes, letting out a moan. He worked over her clit faster, and slipped a third finger into her cunt. Lisa's breath became faster and heavier as an orgasm built inside her. Phil's pounded her cunt with his fingers faster, sensing she was close to cumming. With an earth-shattering scream Lisa came, her cunt clasping hard around Phil's fingers and every muscle in her bodying tensing for a few seconds. When her body had relaxed and her breathing returned to normal, Lisa pulled Phil to her and kissed him. "Nicky might be back any minute. You better fuck me before she gets here." "Why so soon?" he asked. "We agreed that we each get to fuck you alone today. She'd had her turn, now I want you before she walks in on us and demands to join in." "I can see how that would be unfair," said Phil. "Exactly," said Lisa. She turned around to face the worktop, and lifted one leg onto it. Her dripping cunt was pulled open by the position, giving Phil full access. He stepped up behind her and grabbed hold of his cock, which was once more stiff. Holding onto Lisa's hips with his left hand, he guided his cock into her with his right. There was no teasing or standing on ceremony this time, he just rammed into her all the way. She let out a little yelp, and pushed her hips back against him. He began to pound into her quickly. Lisa pushed herself back against each of his thrusts; she just loved rough sex. This continued for several minutes, but despite the mornings earlier activities Phil wasn't going to last long with Lisa as hot as she was. His thrusts lost rhythm, and he knew he was going to cum soon. "I'm cumming Lisa," he said. She moaned in response, and pushed her hips back harder against him. This was too much for Phil, and he began to shoot his third load of the day deep inside Lisa's cunt. Lisa could feel the jets of sticky life-giving liquid as it covered the entrance to her womb, and this sent her over the edge into her own orgasm. The two of them came together, locked in a moment of ecstasy. As their passion subsided, Phil removed his shirking member, and Lisa turned to kiss him once again. Moments later Nicole knocked on the door to Phil's flat and walked in to find the pair in an embrace. "Are we gonna watch a film or not?" she asked. "Sure," said Phil, "just pick one of the shelf and pop it in the machine. And chuck us a beer while you're at it." Nicole did as she was told, and selected a video. Phil and Lisa sat on the sofa as Nicole slotted it into the VCR, and then joined them on the sofa. Phil sat in the middle of the two ladies, and they drank beer and watched the film. Phil was going to enjoy life in London.