4 comments/ 51957 views/ 7 favorites New Friend By: johngalt47 April When I got back from taking Gerri to school and dropping Brian at his play school, a moving van was parked in front of the Adams place, two doors down. Of course it was no longer the Adams place. Since it was a warm spring day, I thought a pitcher of lemonade would be a good introduction to the neighborhood. The woman who was standing on the sidewalk looking up into the van was obviously pregnant. "Hi, I'm Beth Weathers, second house down," I pointed. "I thought you might want something cool to drink, so I fixed some lemonade." The short, mousy blond turned towards me with an expression of surprise and horror. Then she burst into tears. "I can't do all this," she wrapped her arms around me as she shook with deep sobs. "Bill got called to headquarters for an emergency and I can't keep track of everything," she wailed. More sobs followed. "Let's go inside where you can sit down and we'll have some lemonade," I said, gently guiding her towards the door. Brian was only two years old and Gerri was six. I could still vividly remember the violent mood swings of my pregnancy. Fifteen minutes later Jane Fellows was calmed down and we were keeping track of where the movers were putting things. I started to unpack the kitchen boxes between trips upstairs and outside. At noon I picked up Brian and brought back subs for lunch. At three I had to go pick up Gerri. "Jane, I think they've got everything in from the truck. I'll be back over after I drop Gerri off in the morning and I'll help you continue unpacking." I called my mother that night. She would pick up Brian in the morning and Gerri after school. "I've got to take a break." It was two o'clock and Jane and I had been working steadily since a little after nine, except for a short lunch. "My back's killing me." Jane rubbed her lower back and arched to stretch it out. "Jack used to give me backrubs every day from the fifth month on," I commented. "God, I wish Bill would do that. That would be heavenly." "You want me to try? I've given Jack one occasionally when he's had a hard day at work." "Would you mind? I don't want to put you out." "You obviously can't lie down flat, or at least I couldn't anyway. Here, let's try the couch." Jane curled on to her side. I sat on the edge. "I can't reach you well. Let me kneel down." But the wood floor was too hard on my knees and the couch was a little high. "This isn't working well." "Well," Jane said hesitantly. "If we go to the bedroom, I'll be able to scoot over so you'll have room to sit." "Lead the way." Jane lay down on her bed and squirmed to the middle. I sat down behind her and began at the shoulders. "Oh, that feels so good. I might even be willing to pay for this." As I continued the massage, I looked out the window at her pool. "You've got a pool. I wish we had one." "Why don't you get one put in?" "I wanted to, but Jack said that for the increased cost of insurance and the liability headaches, we could have memberships in several clubs around town. The hazards of being married to a lawyer. Funny, when he made partner last year, the extra insurance on a new Beemer Z-4 didn't seem to matter. Still, he did get us a membership at the Atlanta Country Club. Gerri likes to swim over there. But they only open it between Memorial Day and Labor Day. You can open yours earlier and keep it open later." "That's it. That's the spot where it really hurts," Jane exclaimed. I tried to massage it, but her dress kept sliding around keeping my hands from remaining in one spot. "I can't get to it. Your dress keeps sliding around." "Unzip it." "What?" "Unzip it. I'll slip it down to my waist and then you can rub it good." I unzipped the shift and Jane wiggled it down, finally just pushing it off completely. She was dressed in pregnancy-white undies. The panties were utilitarian cotton. To cover here tummy they had to be big enough to be used by Roseanne Barr. The bra, also utilitarian cotton, holstered an impressive pair of knockers. She lay back down on her side rolling slightly to expose more back. "Grab the cream from my top drawer. It'll make rubbing easier, too," she instructed. The elegant bottle that I pulled from the nightstand bespoke taste and refinement. The wonderful aroma that emerged when I opened the bottle confirmed the high quality. As I began to smooth the lotion over her skin, the pasty white color of winter skin began to glow more like fine porcelain. As my fingers kneaded her muscles, it felt like silk over fresh bread dough, smooth, soft and springy. I knew from experience with Jack how soothing this was to Jane. After a several minutes, I thought she had dropped off to sleep and I stopped. "No," she whined. "Do my legs, too." I took some more lotion and dropped my hands to the top of her thighs and resumed the massage. I glanced over her body. She had probably gained thirty to forty pounds. She had a chipmunk face that I always associated with my pregnancies. Her thighs were flabby although I could feel muscle underneath. "Do you exercise?" "I did until about the fourth month. I had a little bleeding and my doctor advised me to cut down on my activity. Oh gee, you don't think this moving has hurt the baby?" "No. I'm sure you're fine. I could feel some long muscles here," I ran my fingers slowly down her hamstring. She rolled to her back. "You're being so good to me. You just met me and look how nice you've been." I could see tears glistening in her eyes. I was afraid the waterworks would start again. "Honey, we women have to stick together. Men just don't have a clue especially during the first pregnancy." I was manipulating a knot in her calf. Her other leg fell open. From the curls that were peeking out of her knickers, I was sure she wasn't a natural blond. "Scoot around so I can get to your other leg." She pivoted on the bed and put her foot and swollen ankle in my lap. She still wasn't very modest and as I massaged this leg I had a full view of her crotch. It was puffy, too, anticipating the effort required in a couple of months. I finished up. "Beth, that was wonderful. I'm so relaxed and tired that I don't think I can do anything else today." "That's fine. I'll be back in the morning and we'll assault another room." We finished her unpacking that week, but the massages continued two or three times a week when I'd visit. June I was feeling antsy. It was Thursday night and the kids were down. Jack had called to say that he was working late so that he could be home on time tomorrow. That wouldn't help the itch between my legs tonight. We had a good, if predictable, sex life. Tuesdays and Saturdays were scheduled and other special days (New Year's, anniversary, birthdays, etc.) as they occurred. On those occasions Jack was good for at least two rounds, often three, and we rotated through perhaps a dozen different positions not counting oral, some bondage and spanking when I felt like it, full body rubs and other variants from time to time. My problem was immediate. We had gone to an all-day firm barbecue on Saturday. Between swimming in the senior partner's pool, volleyball on the lawn, eating too much and drinking even more, we were both wiped out when we got home. Sunday was spent nursing hangovers and writing vows not to let it happen again, but no time was spent in bed. Tuesday night he had called to explain a late night and again Wednesday. I was raring to go as I hit the seventh day after my period when I was the horniest of the whole month. He was dead tired from this case. The regular cable channels didn't hold much interest. I flipped to the On Demand listings. We didn't go to many movies. Because Jack worked so much, when we went out by ourselves we preferred quiet dinners where we could talk and just concentrate on each other. Sometimes we went dancing and we both enjoyed that. Frida was a title that popped out at me. I remembered that it had gotten good reviews and some Oscar nominations. I started it up. I would never have believed that Selma Hayek could look frumpy. The plot was slow starting and I almost turned it off, but I finally began to get into it. Then came the dance scene between Selma and Ashley Judd. It was so hot. I imagined Jack looking at me that way. I backed up the movie and watched the scene again. Selma and Ashley were just smoldering. The whole scene was smoldering and so sensual. Put aside the beautiful women. The glow of the wooden dance floor contrasts with the dark and hazy voyeurs watching the dance. The dresses flow around Selma and Ashley in liquid caresses. Ashley's dress flashes glimpses of her breasts that tease everyone. Who leads who in this erotic dance changes back and forth. Ashley dips Selma backwards and runs a finger slowly from chin down to breastbone clearly indicating what she wants. Then Selma guides Ashley from behind nibbling on her neck to establish an animal-like dominance. By the time the kiss concluded the scene on the second time through I had my jeans open and my hand inside my panties. I paused the movie with the two locked together. I was building towards my release when the phone rang. "Hello?" "Beth, it's Jane. I know it's late but my back is killing me and Bill is out of town. I didn't see Jack's car out front, so I was wondering if I could come get a back rub." "Sure," I replied trying to keep the disappointment out of my voice. "Come on over." I flipped the television back to one of the broadcast channels and straightened up a little. I poured my self a glass of wine and got a Sprite for Jane. By that time the doorbell was ringing. "Come in, come in." "Thanks, you're so great to help me like this." Jane gave me a hug. Even with her big belly between us, I could feel her breasts pushing into mine. "Let's go back to my bedroom." Jane had gotten backrubs in my house before when she was visiting and Brian was taking a nap. Like in her house, the bed was the most convenient and largest space around. "Let me spread out a towel for you to lie on." Shortly after I had the towel arranged and I had grabbed my favorite skin lotion to use during the massage. Jane stood beside the bed and pulled down the front zipper of her shift. She shrugged and the dress fell to her waist, catching there. Jane wasn't wearing a bra. Her boobs hung like two ripe melons, the pregnancy-darkened nipples poking out like the stems of low-hanging fruit. She pushed her dress down and it slid over her belly and dropped to the floor. The movement caused her breasts to sway slightly before settling back. "I hope you don't mind. I was almost ready for bed when I looked out and saw that Jack wasn't home." "No, of course not. I've seen plenty of boobs at the gym. But none of them are as beautifully molded as yours are in pregnancy." I blushed at how I sounded, but Jane wasn't looking. "I feel like a cow, not like Demi Moore or Brittany. But thank you for trying to compliment me." She knelt down on the bed and then settled in. Her nipples swayed over the towel before her position hid them from view. I knew from my experience and talking with Jane that she was uncomfortable and ready for this time to be over. She felt dumpy and graceless, but her body was radiating its readiness for the ordeal and joy just ahead. I pulled out my jar of skin lotion and opened it. The almond smell was a delight. The texture of the lotion was heavy and thick but when it touched Jane's skin it softened rapidly and was easily smoothed over the tired muscles. "Oh, Beth, you do me so good. I don't know how I could have gotten through these last two months without your help." "It's nothing. I've been there twice before, remember?" Jane's skin began to glow under the lotion and my massage. I put more lotion on her skin and rubbed it upward across her shoulder blades. I could see the side of Jane's right breast as it disappeared, the nipple hidden from view by her body position. I was fascinated by the way the light from the bedside lamp highlighted the curve of skin. I took long massage strokes up the middle of the back and out to the sides. Each time my hands curved out from the middle of Jane's back, my right hand eased closer to her breast. Up and out, up and out. I was trying to relax Jane with smooth, regular movements. I was almost hypnotizing myself. "Uunhh, that tickles," Jane giggled and wiggled as my hand brushed across a few inches of breast. "Oh," I jerked my hand away. "I'm sorry. I must have slipped. Please don't think I was trying anything." I felt my face burning. "Hey, don't worry about it. I was almost dozing and it surprised me. Actually felt pretty good. These last few weeks Bill's been treating me like I was fragile glass. Except for some kisses, not much contact at all. That actually felt pretty good." "Say, could you massage my stomach," Jane continued. "We do it at the Lamaze classes and it's very relaxing." "Sure." Jane rolled to her back. I was presented with her huge belly partially swaddled below in the gigantic pregnancy panties, topped by her two swollen, but gorgeous boobs. They flattened out to the sides in this position, but the long, dark nipples were obviously erect. I got some more cream on my fingers. "Here," Jane pushed the front of her panties down to expose all of her belly and a few tendrils of hair that peeked over the elastic. "I may run out of skin lotion before we finish tonight," I smiled at her. "Well, according to my stretch marks, I'm running out of skin. Ooohhh, that feels so good," she groaned as I began to spread the cream out from her almost non-existent belly button. I spread the cream around and gently massaged her tummy. I got some more cream and rubbed it in larger circles. On one revolution I flinched as I felt the curls from her panties brush my hand. On the upper side I was getting very close to her breasts so I decided to stop. "Don't stop," Jane moaned as her eyes popped open. "That was feeling so good. I want you to rub me all over." I must have looked a little alarmed. "No, no. I'm not a lezzie and I know you're not either, but the skin-to-skin contact just feels so good and with Bill away and working so much, you're about the only person I'm real close to." Jane rushed these words out trying to reassure me, and perhaps, reassure herself. "Gee, here I thought I was about to be invited to my first rug-munching episode. Although with this big belly, I don't know how I could even get close." I laughed and resumed the caressing motions from before, but I was still careful about where I let my hands wander. "Honey?" Jane and I both jumped a little. Jack was home. "Sorry, I've got my own rug-muncher now. Get dressed while I go greet hubby." "You want to loan him out sometime? I'm serious with Bill being away so much," Jane sighed. "We might be able to negotiate later. Let me go," I turned away from Jane. "Babe, I'm up here, but let me come down to you." I bounced down the stairs and skipped into the kitchen. "I'm glad you're home," I laid a heavy kiss on his lips. "Wow," he replied. "I guess I need to get home earlier." He started to kiss me again, but then Jane showed up. "Oh, hi Jane. I didn't know you were here." "I was just leaving." "Jane was over getting one of my patented pregnancy back rubs." "See you later," Jane left after giving me an air kiss. As soon as the door closed I dropped to one knee. Unbuckling Jack's belt and sliding down the zipper let his pants fall straight to the floor. His dick was just beginning to get the idea when my mouth closed over it. I liked to surprise him this way. I could enclose all of him and feel him grow until I had to back off and bring him to diamond hardness by using my hands and mouth. He was a little musky since it had been almost twenty-four hours from his last shower. But it was not unpleasant. He kicked off his slacks and boxers as he followed me into the den. I fell back so that the arm of the couch thrust my pussy up at him. The first time was fast and hard. He almost ripped my jeans and panties off. I was wet already from my play at the movies. I was surprised when I came before he did, but we didn't slow down long. I led him up to our bedroom. By the time we arrived, we were both naked. I pushed him down and for the second time that night I took all of his softness in my mouth. I tasted his salty sperm and my hot honey mixed together. Before we slept, he had taken me doggy and anally. November "Hi," Jane sounded chipper two weeks before Thanksgiving. "One of my friends, Gloria, is coming over in the morning and staying for lunch. She's got a two-year-old also and is nursing a baby. I wondered if you'd like to bring Brian over for some playtime and have a girl gaggle?" The next morning at 10AM, I rang Jane's doorbell. As the tinkles from the chimes died away, she opened the door. "Come in, come in. Gloria's already here." The three of us bustled around getting the two-year-olds set up to play in the spare bedroom so that we didn't have to watch them all the time. The babies were both napping. "I've known Gloria since middle-school," Jane remarked as she poured us each a glass of wine. "She got a head start on me in the kids department, but her second is just eight days younger than Katy." "Really." Gloria Cancino was a beautiful woman. Her black hair and olive complexion hinted at Latin blood. Her shape hinted that she might be related to Sophia Loren. "Yep. She visited me in the hospital and then I crawled out of bed to visit her." We continued to visit. After an hour and a second bottle of wine we gathered Brian and Ed and fed them lunch. I supervised their dessert while Jane and Gloria changed the babies. Then I read a story to the boys as they went down for a nap. I tip-toed out of the room and went back to adult company. "Jane, you have FIRST-BABY syndrome," Gloria was announcing as I walked in. "What's that?" "You think they must be kept in 80-degree ovens or they will get sick." "It's only 78 in here." "Whatever. I'm going to have to take off some clothes while I feed Amy." Fitting action to words, Gloria grabbed the hem of her sweater and pulled it over her head. She sat down in a corner of the couch and arranged a blanket on her lap. Then she unhooked the front closure of her bra and pulled the cups aside. She had gorgeous breasts. They would have done Playboy proud. Engorged with milk, they stood out firmly from her chest, each dusky mound capped by a stiff, dark peak. I saw a drop of milk emerge, expressed by the anticipation of nursing. She picked up Amy from the baby carrier and pulled her mouth to the left side. The baby immediately latched on and began to suck. Jane watched this vignette also. As soon as Amy began to feed she began to prepare for Katy. Jane was not as bold as Gloria. She unbuttoned the top of her blouse but left one button to hold it together. Then she reached in and lowered a flap of her nursing bra. "Girlfriend," Gloria instructed. "You might as well take it off like I did. You're going to be sweating as soon as you start feeding." "I don't sweat. I glisten." Jane tried to smile and make a joke. "Jane," Gloria spoke sharply. "You listen to me. We are all women here and no one else is coming in. Take off your blouse." Jane's shoulders slumped slightly. She unbuttoned the last button and shrugged the blouse off. Then she dropped the blouse onto the couch. "Now, take your bra off, too. See, I'll take mine off so we'll be the same." Gloria flicked a hand at each shoulder and the bra, which hadn't been covering anything anyway, dropped down on the couch. Jane, too, took off her bra and put it with the blouse. Jane's pale mounds were capped by rose-colored nipples. As Gloria and I watched they erected and expanded. She scooped up Katy and settled in at the other end of the couch. "Beth, will you do the honors." We were all out of wine as Jane asked me to play hostess. New Friend "Oui, but of course. Would madame like to try zee chardonnay," I asked in an atrocious French accent. "Certainment," Jane replied holding out her glass. "Et vous," I turned to Gloria after filling Jane's glass. "Shhure," Gloria replied. I poured my fifth, or was it sixth, glass before sitting back down. We were all high from too much wine and no recent food. Almost simultaneously Amy and Katy were switched to the second nipple. "Hey," Jane exclaimed. "Thish isn't fair. You're lookin' at our boobs, but we haven't sheen yours. "Yeah," Gloria added. "You're braless. Give us a flash. Shtrip off your top." It was true. With barely-B cups I often went braless at home or around the neighborhood. I was surprised and a little embarrassed that other women noticed and commented. "You ladies'll put me to shhame. Even when I was nursing, I didn' come close to what you have, much less now." "I always heard anything over a mouthful is wasted," Jane said. "Take it off." "Take it all off," followed Gloria. I blushed a little but grabbed the hem of my Polo. I hadn't done this since the sorority house in college. "Okay, no complaints now." I whipped my blouse off quickly. "Wow. Not big, but what a great shape," Gloria gushed. "I'll say," Jane commented. "When I stop nursing, these will be floppy again, but yours stand right out there. I bet Jack really likes them." "Oh, oh, oh," came breathlessly from Gloria. I looked over and she had her eyes closed and seemed to be shivering a little. "I thought you were too hot," I commented. "Ooooohh," she slumped back on the couch, her cheeks flushed. "I'm sorry. I didn't think that would happen today." "What," I asked. "My nipples are very sensitive. Sometimes when I breastfeed, Amy gives me a little 'O'." She looked down at the floor, very embarrassed. "I've read about that," I said. "My nipples are sensitive enough that Jack sometimes gives me a big 'O' that way, but I never got it from breastfeeding. Drat it!" I laughed. We finished off the third bottle of wine just as the babies finished nursing. Both mothers put them into the carriers sound asleep. "That feels great to be empty again. Maybe just a drop or two left." I watched as Gloria caught some milk on her finger and licked it off. "Yeah, I love nursing, but sometimes the boobs get too full before Katy is ready." Jane caught a drop and stuck the finger in her mouth. "Still sweet to the very last drop." "Let me taste yours." Gloria slid down the couch nearer Jane. "Here," Jane stuck a milky finger out. "Let me taste yours, too." "It is good. But taste mine," Gloria stuck her own milk-flavored digit out. "It's sweeter." "Is not," Jane replied. "Is too," Gloria rejoined. "Beth, you judge." She extended a white-tipped finger towards me. "Come on, it's just milk," she beckoned me forward when she saw me hesitate. I walked over and licked the drop from her finger. "Now mine," Jane called. I licked her finger. "Mine's sweeter isn't it?" "I really can't tell any difference." "Come on," said Gloria. "There's got to be a difference. Maybe me sucking my finger, then Jane, then you gave it a different taste. You've got to try again. Use your finger." She arched her back thrusting those beautiful mounds forward. I was embarrassed, but I couldn't stop staring at them. Maybe she wouldn't notice. I was still staring at those nipples when a finger came into view. I was startled when I realized it was my finger. Then I saw it touch the nipple and bring back a drop of milk. Then Gloria's warm sweet liquid was in my mouth. "My turn, my turn," Jane exclaimed. I turned slowly and reached out to Jane. Once again I was staring at a pair of perfect breasts. Once more my finger slowly approached a turgid rosebud. Again I tasted warm sweet liquid, this time Jane's. "I still don't think either is sweeter than the other." "Try one more time," Gloria instructed. She grabbed my wrist and pulled it toward her other breast. "Perhaps you need a larger taste. Cup your hand." I did that. She pulled my hand over and pressed it against the underside of her breast, then began to slowly move it up. Even though the milk was temporarily gone, the flesh still felt firm. The skin was smooth as velvet and warm to my touch. I felt the pebbly areola slide across my palm and then the hard nipple. "Oops, a little too high." Gloria moved my hand down slightly. "Hold it there while I pump out a few more drops. Now taste." Perhaps half a teaspoon was puddled in my palm. I extended my tongue and licked once, twice and swallowed. "Now me," Jane grabbed my other arm. She did the same motions that Gloria had done, but even slower. I felt the distinct bumps on her areola and then she pressed my palm onto the end of her breast, the nipple burning in the center of my hand. Then I felt the liquid gathering. Once more I lapped and Jane's sweet, warm juice slid down my throat. My knees felt weak as I almost stumbled back to my chair. Both women looked at me expectantly. "I'm sorry. I just can't tell any difference." Within thirty minutes the boys were up from their nap and the gaggle broke up. February Gloria's Ed was at a different pre-school but the same schedule as Brian. She visited about twice a month, sometimes when the boys could play together, sometimes with just Amy. Today she was over with just Amy. Both boys had lunch at school today so there was no need to pick them up before 2 o'clock. As always the chardonnay was flowing freely. Amy had been playing on the floor, but she was beginning to lose interest and was getting fussy. No surprise there as it was approaching 11:30 and her usual feeding time. Gloria picked her up and sniffed. "Beth, would you mind warming up her carrots. I think I have some cleanup to do before she eats." After the cleanup I had fun flying the airplane into Amy's mouth. Soon she had finished all the carrots. I washed Amy's face and hands. By the time she was clean again Gloria was ready to nurse. "Well, I guess it's time for the cow to make her appearance," Gloria stated. She started unbuttoning her blouse. Since that first time before Thanksgiving, she had always nursed Amy topless whether at Jane's house or when visiting me. I had seen Gloria do this perhaps a half a dozen times. Jane had not been shy either and I had seen her about two dozen times during our frequent visits. But Jane had stopped nursing last month so this was my first viewing of bare boobs since then. I handed Amy over and Gloria settled in on the couch. The frequent topless nursings had allowed me to be more circumspect in watching. I no longer stared like the first time. I had had no physical contact after that first time either. I didn't need that. I just enjoyed the physical beauty of these women, like looking at Botticelli's Birth of Venus or the Venus de Milo, strictly an intellectual appraisal. "How did Gerri's class play go?" She had been an Indian princess in the history play that the second grade put on. "No fluffed lines. Of course she only had four lines anyway. But her momma could tell that she has Katherine Hepburn potential." Gloria was sitting at one end of the couch and I was sitting at the other. I could see all of Gloria without being obvious. I could also see Amy's little mouth and its sucking motions on the smooth mound. The occasional smacking sounds that Amy's lips made were causing my mouth to water for some reason. Pavlovian reflex I guess. Our small talk ran on and soon Amy was switched to the other nipple. Now I could see the empty breast. It sagged slightly, but instead of being unattractive it had a feminine curve and lay against Gloria's chest like a houri reclining on her couch. The used nipple looked forlorn and abandoned. The dark protuberance was still glossy with Amy's saliva and still engorged from the exercise it had just been through. It searched the air wanting more companionship and a warm covering. Amy's eyes closed and her arm went limp as she drifted off to sleep with a full tummy. Her reflexes continued the sucking. She released the second nipple with an audible pop when Gloria shifted her to a shoulder for burping. Then Amy was snuggled back into her carrier. "She didn't quite finish off everything," Gloria held out a finger with a large drop of milk on it. "I forgot to bring my pump today. Can I get a small glass from you?" I jumped to the kitchen and retrieved a juice glass. I well-remembered the uncomfortable feeling when my children didn't empty me out at feeding time. "This isn't going well," Gloria showed me just a few drops in the bottom of the glass. "I guess I've gotten too used to automation." "This may sound a little weird, but could you help me? It would only take a minute or so for you to finish sucking out the last bit of milk. Jane did it for me once, and she didn't have any trouble." I was a little dubious. "Please," she pleaded. "Well, okay. How do we do this?" "Just put your head in my lap and suck on the nipple. As they say, it's like riding a bicycle. Well, maybe they don't say that, but they could." I stretched out on the couch, putting my head in her lap. Her nipples pointed way to the side rather than straight ahead and I had to scoot around some before I could bring my mouth to it. When I did, I found my head in an awkward position. I had to hold it up with no support. I could tell I wouldn't be able to suck very long. "This just isn't comfortable." I paused for a second thinking. "Why don't we go lie down on my bed? I could put a pillow under my head and we could both relax." So we trooped into my bedroom. Amy and the baby carrier were put beside the bed. Gloria spread out a baby blanket and lay across the bed so that the blanket was under her chest, no drips on to the comforter. I grabbed a throw pillow and lay in the opposite direction. In a few seconds Gloria adjusted her position and I adjusted mine. Once more I tasted her sweet, warm liquid. Gloria fidgeted a little bit, but I continued to suck. "Nnnnnhhhh," I heard from Gloria. I felt a more rhythmic movement. I could tell that the arm which lay along her side above my head was moving. "Nnnnhhh, I'm, uuunnnhh, sorry Beth," Gloria said haltingly. "I told you sometimes Amy gets me, oooohhhh, excited. I was just about to, uuuuhhhh, finish when she stopped. Help meeeeee." I continued to suck, but I moved my head slightly. Gloria had one leg propped in the air. She had pulled up her skirt and had her hand buried in the juncture of those brown thighs. The scent of her arousal tickled my nose. An explosion of heat blasted from the juncture of my thighs to my nipples and across my chest. Tingles ran down my arms to my fingers and down my legs to my toes. I felt my face flush. I sensed movement from the other direction. Gloria was nuzzling my breasts through the light polyester shell I had on. "Oh, so soft. So nice and firm. So beautiful." Gloria was babbling in her arousal. She stuck out her tongue and flicked the stiff peak which poked through the material. "I've got to see." She reached down and pulled the shell up, exposing my breasts. Her mouth covered the end of one of my mounds and jolts ripped through my body as she swabbed it with her tongue. My excitement climbed and I attacked her boob. The vigorous sucking was releasing torrents of milk into my mouth. "Oh yes, do that. Harder! Yes, yes, yesssss." Her legs snapped together and her entire body vibrated for ten or fifteen seconds before she collapsed. "Ooooohhh," I cried softly. The sights, smells, sounds and sucking drove me over the edge also. "Thank you," Gloria kissed me softly on the lips. "That was one of the strangest things I've ever done," I admitted. "But it was so intimate and loving after watching you nurse." I gazed deeply into her eyes and then suddenly looked away embarrassed. We hardly spoke as we straightened our clothes. Gloria gathered things up and got Amy ready to go. I walked her to the door. She put Amy down and suddenly hugged me. Then she kissed me, closed-mouth, but it lasted ten seconds at least. "That was wonderful. You were so sweet and wonderful to me. You are such a good friend." Then she grabbed Amy and almost ran to her car. March After Jane quit nursing, she complained about the extra weight she had gained which hadn't come off. According to the scale it was only five pounds. According to Jane, she was an elephant. I recruited her into my aerobics class at the gym. She set Katy up in a Mother's Morning Out twice a week and we carpooled to the gym for our 9 o'clock class. By the third week I could tell she was beginning to enjoy the class and was able to keep up with the rest of the regulars. On Thursday we were over halfway through the period when I heard her cry out. I turned to look and saw her sitting on the floor. "Are you okay?" "I've got a cramp," she replied grabbing her hamstring. The instructor paused the class to check her out. "Right there?" she asked Jane rubbing a spot just above where the Lycra shorts ended. Even I could see the knot where the instructor was rubbing. "Better go home and relax. Try rubbing it some and GENTLY stretching later in the day." I took Jane home. "Looks like I haven't finished giving you massages," I remarked. "Why don't you lie down on your bed and I'll massage your legs until the knot goes away?" Jane put a towel down on her bed and lay down. I started rubbing the back of her cramping leg. "That doesn't feel good. The Lycra's too rough. Why don't you slip your shorts off and then I'll be able to give you a good massage," I instructed. "Can you give me a backrub, too?" Jane asked as she stood up. "Sure, no prob." She grabbed her exercise bra an pulled it over her head. I hadn't even thought about that when she asked. Then she pushed down her shorts. She was wearing a brief thong underneath, or what my husband calls more descriptively, butt floss. Then she flopped back down on the bed. "You know where I keep the skin lotion. How about a complete massage like we got that day at Spa Sydell." She referred to a day of pampering when Gloria, she and I had gone to the spa after Christmas. The massage had been a full body massage with the three of us on adjacent tables gossiping as the masseuses worked on almost every bit of skin from the back of our neck to the tips of our toes. Gloria and Jane had talked me into doing it completely nude and it had felt wonderful. "Well," I said, "I don't know that I'm nearly as good as they were." "Nonsense! I know how good you are. You do me and then I'll do you. C'mon." "Okay," I agreed as I reached for the drawer where she kept the lotion. "Oh, what are you hiding here?" As I pulled out the skin lotion I was staring at a very life-like dildo, ridges, veins and somewhat larger than Jack. Jane turned her head and saw the open drawer. Then she blushed. "Well, there's more than one reason I complain about Bill being gone so much. It seems like since Katy was born, I need some kind of relief daily." "Well," I responded as I started massaging her leg again, "I must admit when Jack goes to some of those week-long conferences, I have been known to get in touch with myself, if you know what I mean." We talked casually after that while I massaged her legs and then her back. Finally, I was done. "Well, my turn now, I guess." "Oh no. You did my legs and back but not my cheeks. Just like they did at Spa Sydell is what I said." I was sort of surprised and disconcerted. I had never massaged another female's butt before. I figured what the hell. I had given Jane enough massages that I wasn't embarrassed to touch her body. I got some more lotion and started on this last area. "Oh, I didn't realize how tight my ass was," moaned Jane. "That feels great." She wiggled a little bit and spread her legs wider. The three weeks we had been working out had done wonders for Jane's gluteus maximus. When she separated her legs her trim muscles separated also. I could see all of the tiny string that ran between her cheeks. It just barely hid her brown star. I was fascinated. I had never seen anyone, male or female exposed like this. A thrill shot through me as my rubbing first pushed the skin together, and then divided it again. I could also tell that Jane now trimmed her bush closely or completely. No tendrils of hair stuck out like they had when she was pregnant. Every thing looked delicious and sexy. Jack and I had missed our Saturday schedule again. I was sure that was why I felt a little tingling between my legs when I looked at this beautiful woman. "There, all done," I announced. "Oh that felt soooo good," Jane enthused. "My turn to do you now." I started to lie down on the bed. "Your outfit won't feel any better than mine did." "Oh, right." I pulled off my top and then pushed down my shorts. I was wearing a bikini panty, so I was relatively covered up. Jane started on my lower back and worked upward. As she got to my shoulder blades, I felt her shift until her hip was pressed against my side. She resumed the massage. Now I felt her breasts brush across my back, not every time, but frequently enough that tingles began to run from my pussy to my head. "Ooohhh!" Was that me moaning? "That feels good. I didn't realize how tight I was. My muscles are starting to relax, maybe even turn to jelly." I was babbling now to cover my confusion. "Roll over and I'll massage your thighs and arms," Jane suggested. I hesitated, but then turned to my back. Jane started from my ankles and worked up. Her fingers advanced above my knees. Almost involuntarily my legs relaxed more and fell apart slightly. A familiar odor touched my nose. I opened my eyes barely so Jane wouldn't know I was looking.. I saw Jane staring at my panties. I was wet and I knew that both by smell and sight Jane knew it too. I closed my eyes. Her fingers continued their massage, slowly creeping toward my juncture. Higher, wetter. Higher, wetter. Higher, wetter. My hips rolled involuntarily. Her fingers retreated. "Time for the arms," she stated. She started up my right arm which was closest to her. I tried to forget my excitement and relax into the torpor of a good massage, but it wasn't happening. "When I get back home, I'll have a nice session with my battery-powered friend," I thought. That didn't help. In fact it had the opposite effect. "Good, good, good vibrations," rattled around my head and down between my legs. I felt Jane switch to my left arm. As she leaned across my body, I felt a nipple graze my tummy, then again. Then she shifted slightly and both nipples traced burning paths as she rocked back and forth. She squirmed again, her hip against my thigh. When she rocked forward a nipple grazed my thigh and across my panties right over my clit. Again. The third time,.it felt like a hot fire sprang up between my legs. "Ooooohhhh," I moaned softly and my hips rolled again. She stopped. I slitted my eyes again to see what she was doing. She looked like she was thinking. Then she moved so that her hip was beside mine. I closed my eyes so that she wouldn't see that I was watching. Suddenly her fingers were feathering up the inside of my thigh. When she got to my panties, her fingers slipped downward then slowly caressed upward from the bottom of my slit to my clit, then back down again. "Oooohhh godddd," I breathed and opened my eyes fully this time. Jane was looking at me with fear and longing. "Kiss me," I whispered. I was in lust and needed full contact. Her lips slowly melded to mine and then opened to let her tongue touch me. That released the last of my inhibitions. I put my hand in her hair and held her face to mine. New Friend "Mmmmmm," she moaned into my mouth as my tongue came out to fence with hers. Meanwhile she continued to stroke my panties. My hips began a steady undulation to match her rhythm on my pussy. Her hand slid further up and then down inside, her finger slipping over my clit on its way toward my lower lips. My hips snapped upward, forcing her finger inside me. "Oh! Soooo good! Ooohh wow!" I exclaimed as her finger stroked inside my pussy and her thumb teased over my clit. "Give me your tit," I commanded. She presented her left boob to me and I latched onto the nipple. "Ahhhhh." Now it was her turn to moan. I caressed her other boob with my fingers, lightly stroking the skin, but avoiding the tip. My other hand drew designs on her back, the soft silkiness further firing my senses. My hand dropped lower caressing the cheeks of her ass. My fingers moved back up in a circular motion bumping over the waistband of her thong. On the way back down I hooked the thin string and pulled until it was down on her legs. I knew what I wanted to do to Jane. I caressed her cheeks again and then ran my fingers down her soft split until I felt the wetness between her legs. I pushed two fingers into her pussy and my little finger rubbed her clit. I let my index finger slide back up her dry valley until it pushed at her back hole each time the inside fingers moved up. We stayed entangled like that for two or three minutes, soft squishy sounds mixing in with our occasional moans. Suddenly I felt my orgasm rushing towards me. I pounded my fingers up inside Jane several times and then my body went rigid. "Ooooohhhh myyyyy goddddd," I cried and slumped back on the bed. Jane's nipple swung free and my hand flopped out of her. "Ohhh! Don't stop," She cried, but I couldn't physically do anything. Jane moved onto the bed. She pushed her thong against the side of my hip and rubbed twice. "Beth, Beth, Bethhhhy!" She collapsed across me. I felt her body twitch several times before she was still. A minute or two later she heaved off of me. Instinctively I rolled toward the middle of the bed and put my hand around her waist to pull her down to me. "God, was that good." "For me, too," she replied. "You've been such a good friend and I feel so close to you." "Well, I don't know how you could have felt any closer today." We both laughed. I pulled on her waist and we snuggled closer. New Friends Lisa and I had been awakened by the sound of my alarm clock, which I wanted to fire through the window but had a second thought about it, when she realized it was Saturday and we weren't working. "Joe. Did you set that for any specific reason?' "Sorry baby, I must have thought it was a work day today. You go back to sleep, I'm going to stay up and make some coffee and read the paper." "Thanks. I'll just get some needed rest and catch you later." I went to the bathroom to do my morning thing which included a quick shower so I wouldn't wake Lisa. I grabbed a towel and dried off on the way to the kitchen to start the coffee while I shaved at the downstairs facilities. I poured a cup after I was done and as I stood there in the nude Laura appeared out of nowhere asking why I was up so early. "I set the alarm by mistake so Lisa decided to catch up on her sleep and I was up anyway. You want a cup Laura?' "Sure Joe." I could feel Laura's eyes rolling over my body as she stopped at my cock which was semi erect from seeing her tits through her flimsy sleep ware. She smiled at me as I poured her coffee and when I approached her she told me to put it on the table for her. We were face to face when she gave me a soft kiss on my cheek as her hands found my balls and now fully erect cock. Her hands were soft as velvet as she fondled by balls working them slowly around with her fingers and occasionally stoking me making my breathing jump. "You enjoying this Joe?" "Fuck Laura, my heart is racing and my knees are trembling." She started to work her magic on my throbbing cock with slow stokes up and down while her other hand cupped my balls gently massaging them making them swell with anticipation. The head of my cock was swelling to an enormous size as I was feeling a big load building up as Laura just kept that slow jerking motion going and whispering how she loved watching my cock expand. My hands were playing with her tits exploring her nipples which were hard as sticks when she backed away and knelt in front of me to flick her tongue across the head of my cock. I was reeling with anticipation when she leaned forward to suck on the head and swirl her tongue around my shaft still jerking me off with that slow steady motion. "Damn it Laura I don't know how much longer I can last!" She backed off my shaft and told me that she craved a big morning load and that any time I was ready just let go as she released her grip on my cock, cupped my balls with both hands and drove my shaft to the back of her throat, bobbing like a maniac. She massaged my balls as she kept up her bobbing looking up at me with those soft eyes when I felt my orgasm start in body somewhere behind my stomach and traveled to my asshole as I grunted to her that I was cumming. Laura increased the bobbing motion as she started to suck harder and as the first spurt shot out she slammed my cock to the back of her throat and sucked for all she was worth as I exploded with a steady stream of cum for what seemed like an eternity while she gurgled with pleasure. She backed off my shaft leaving my head gripped in her suction as she milked me into her mouth with her tongue swirling over my head as she finished me off. My knees were weak as I helped her to her feet and she planted a big wet kiss on my lips as I could taste some of my cum on her. * "Thank you for that giant load sugar. I loved every minute of it! Next time I'll expect it in my ass" she laughed. "I'll be happy to oblige." Laura took her coffee back to her room as I found the morning paper and Lisa appeared about three hours later ready for the day that lay ahead. She asked if Laura was up yet and I told her she had been down for a cup and some cream when she remarked that she thought that she drank it black and went off to check on her. Within an hour they both appeared and told me they were going shopping and they would be back after lunch and would eat breakfast out. I wished them good luck and off they went. I ate breakfast, changed into some walking gear and decided to enjoy the weather and do a few miles. I was out about three miles and decided to go back a different route soaking up some new scenery when I noticed an automobile down the road with its hood up and someone leaned over the fender. As I approached I saw a man shaking his head and swearing at his engine and trying to relay something to a passenger who I couldn't see because of my angle. I approached him and asked if I could be of some assistance to which he thanked me and said the damn thing just stopped. I took a look around and grabbed the positive side battery cable and it slid off the post. "Well sir it appears that who ever worked on this last didn't tighten this down very well. Do you have any tools?" He told me he wasn't mechanically inclined so it would be a waste to buy them. I laughed and said maybe I could put this back on and get him to my place to finish tightening the cable. I pushed it back on and he went in the driver's side and it started. He came back out and asked where I lived and told him about a mile away, so he told me to get in and they would give me a lift. I went to the back door of the passenger side when I noticed a very beautiful woman with white silver hair sitting up front and I said hi as I sat down. I gave directions and we were in my driveway in about two minutes. They introduced themselves as Bill and Sharon and told me that they were out for a ride when this had happened and how glad they were when I showed up. I went in the garage to get some wrenches and tightened the cable down and checked out the rest of the engine compartment before closing the hood. Sharon got out of the passenger side and that's when I first saw what a beautiful figure went with that gorgeous face as she approached me to ask if she could possibly use my bathroom. I opened the door to the house and pointed to the downstairs room and watched her ass sway down the hall. She must have known I was checking her out because she stopped before she reached the door and turned back to give me a very seductive smile. Bill caught me off guard as he asked me if I liked what I was looking at. "I'm sorry if I was starring but your wife is a very attractive woman." "Yes, not bad for a woman of fifty. Is she!" "Wow Bill, I would have never guessed." "We both retired early and just travel around here and there doing this and that when ever we get the opportunity." My brain caught the last part of the sentence as I put two and two together. Sharon came back to where we were standing and asked Bill to give me some money for my work to which I said that I wouldn't think of it. "Well then, how about some of my ass that you were starring at a few minutes ago." I was somewhat stunned by her boldness but when Bill said he loved watching her ass and pussy get slammed by someone else's cock I smiled and said I'd love the opportunity. I led them into the living room where Bill sat in a chair to get a good view of what was going on and I suspect to also jerk off while I fucked his wife. I wanted my own show so I thought I'd do some directing before I participated. * I moved over to the other chair leaving Sharon standing in the middle of the room wondering what I was up to when I told her she was going to do a show for us. She had a sheepish grin on her face as she told me to request whatever I wanted. "Sharon. Slowly start unbuttoning your blouse." She smiled as she did as she was told. When she finished I had her remove it as seductively as possible in order to tease us. It took her a minute to finally drop it on the floor. I was impressed at the size of her tits as they overflowed her sexy lace bra. "Turn around and take off your bra and cup your tits before you face us again." She unhooked it and dropped it to the floor as she glanced back at us before turning with two perfectly round jugs cupped in her hands. "Hey Joe she has some great tits doesn't she!" Her areolas where the size of softballs with fat wide nipples that were hard and pointy as she ran her thumbs over them while running her tongue over her lips. Bill was starting to get horny as he had his pants off and was sporting a hard on of about eight inches which he started to massage. Sharon was starring at me with a look of passion when I asked her to see if she could lick and suck her own nipples which she did rather handedly. I watched this for a few minutes before I had her remove her slacks and panties so we could see how wet she was. Her pussy lips were glistening so I know she was pretty hot so I had her sit on the sofa with her legs spread facing us with her pussy exposed. "Ok Honey it's time for you to masturbate for us telling us how fucking hot you are and how much you want and desire cock no matter what hole it's shoved in. Sharon was real good at this as she was screaming at us while she fingered her pussy with two to three fingers at a time. I stood up and took off my clothes as I watched her stare at my fully erect cock which was seeking some relief right about now. I looked over at Bill and he was nude and starring at my cock also when I told him to get over here and suck on it. In a flash he was sucking like a trooper with a great deep throat movement. Sharon was starring at us with a glazed lust and three fingers buried in her pussy when she exploded with a powerful orgasm that shook her pretty hard. I asked her if she was ready for two cocks and she screamed that we better pound her fucking silly after what she just did to herself. I pulled Bill off my cock and asked which hole he wanted and he smiled at Sharon and said ass!! "Hurry the fuck up you two before I have to do myself again!!" "Sharon honey, how much cum can you swallow?" "I can handle whatever you can shoot. Why do ask?" "Well honey I can pop three orgasms and two loads with each in the same session." "No fucking way any man can do that!" "I hope your thirsty, bitch." "Bill! Get over here with that club and fuck my ass right now!!!" I laid on the floor so Sharon could put her ass up high so that Bill could slide in without too much difficulty as she inhaled my cock and started bobbing up and down while Bill slammed her ass with his balls. God she had some incredible lips that were doing a number on my shaft as she swallowed my cock on every down movement. Suddenly she stopped with my cock buried in her throat and ever so slowly her tongue snaked out and down to my balls toward my asshole. * My mind was reeling after that maneuver as she did this several times before Bill announced he was starting to get ready to drop a load in her ass. I told him to slow down a little so I could fill up the other end at the same time. "Joe. I think I can only hold out for a couple more minutes. Are you really going to shoot that much cum down her throat?" "That shouldn't be much of a problem unless you want some!" "I love sucking cum from a cock as much as Sharon does." "Bill go ahead and fill her ass and get down here when you're done and I'll pump you both full!" He got pretty hot when he heard that and started to plow like a farmer after that screaming when he came as Sharon rolled her eyes back while looking up at me when he came. In an instant there were two tongues and mouths at my cock as I got ready to shoot my first load in her mouth and I told her to get ready. I blew out my first orgasm with back to back loads which filled her up as she backed off trying to swallow it all and Bill took over sucking me off to my next orgasm which filled him up. "Holly shit I can't believe you can cum that much in such quantity and in so short a span between orgasms." They both said simultaneously. "I cumming again so someone needs to be sucking!" I yelled. Sharon got down and started to finger my asshole as she pumped my cock for my final orgasm. "Bill swallow that and I'll ream him out!" Between her tongue and her finger and Bill trying to suck my asshole through my cock I exploded with a violent orgasm that produced two huge loads that almost gagged poor Bill as he grabbed Sharon's face and swapped my load into her mouth for her to enjoy. Sharon looked down at my cock and flicked her tongue across the head for some loose cum as she parted my piss hole and ran her tongue into it to get every last drop. I was exhausted as we all took a break before gaining enough strength to get up and sit down again. They both agreed that the sex we just had was amazing and asked if I was married. I told them about Lisa and how we had an open marriage which they smiled at. I told them I would get some wash cloths and towels for us and would be back in a minute. I took a leek and cleaned up and grabbed some things and when I came back Bill was eating Sharon's pussy as she told me she was still horny. Her eyes went wide as all of a sudden my cock went straight out and up! "How the hell can you do that?' "I don't know but I need to put it somewhere!" "Please fuck me, please." Bill looked up in utter disbelief and told me to fuck the shit out of her until she cried for mercy. I got down between her legs and positioned the head of my cock at her pussy and pushed in ever so gently into the tightest pussy I could remember. She wrapped her legs around me and started to match my thrusts as her pussy muscles started milking my cock. What a feeling as we were slamming each other with frenzy I could only remember with Lisa who was a lot younger. This woman was hot! Bill had cleaned up and was jerking off watching us fuck like teenagers when Sharon asked me if I ever sucked a man's cock before. I told her I had on occasion and that if it would turn her on some more I would do Bill while I fucked her. "Bill, come over here and stand over me so Joe can give you head." He brought his cock up to my lips and I took a quick taste before I opened my mouth and sucked on his head and tongued his shaft. * I reached for his balls and cupped them while I licked his shaft and slowly took most of his length down my throat. I left a lot of saliva there while I kissed the shaft and licked the head swirling my tongue around it. "God damn Sharon, this boy can give some great head!" "Bill he fucks like a dream! Your wife is one lucky lady!" I was in heaven with the complements and the sex and I could feel Bill getting ready to cum as I was close myself. I took the cock out of my mouth and was jerking it pretty fast as I told Sharon I was close and for Bill to shoot when he was ready as I started to suck and bob up and down the shaft. His balls started moving and got tight as he pumped my mouth and screamed he was cumming as I gulped down a big load and slammed my cock into her pussy at the same time filling her with a load of my own. Bill waited until I pulled out of Sharon's pussy and sucked the juices off my cock and went down on her to suck out the rest. He brought a big mouthful of love to his wife so they could share it with a kiss. We cleaned up and got dressed, had a glass of wine before they got ready to leave. I told them if they were ever in the neighborhood again to stop by and maybe Lisa would be home to enjoy some of this. As we were standing in the garage saying our good byes Sharon stood in front of me gave me a loving kiss, dropped to her knees and sucked me off one more time before they left explaining that my cum was the sweetest thing she ever had. "Bill, I hope my wife is this horny when she gets this age." "Joe when we get to where we're staying I'll have to fuck her all night." I gave them my number and said goodbye. Lisa returned without Laura who met up with friends and asked if I stayed busy while she was gone. "I helped out this older couple who had car problems.' "How nice of you." The rest of the day was uneventful until the evening when the phone rang and Bill was on the other end. "Joe, its Bill and I can't get my cock started." I laughed and asked where they were staying and he explained they were at a friend's house. "Well Bill my partner should be able to take care of that problem for you." "Joe, Sharon is as hot as a pistol and needs something soon." "Lisa honey, the couple I helped today is experiencing some problems that requires our expertise and is asking for our assistance." She looked at me with a wicked smile and said that I would have to fill her in on the day's events on the way to where they were. "Bill, we'll be there shortly!!" New Friends I met Kate and Sam in a bar while I was away on a business trip. We had dinner and had gotten to know each other well. After dinner they suggest that we head back to their house for a nightcap. I hesitated but decided that they seemed a nice trustworthy couple. Sam drove their car and I followed with Kate in my car to give directions just in case. As I was driving Kate's hand initially rested on her leg but as the conversation continued she moved it to my leg to emphasise a point and a thrill of arousal went through me. We arrived at Kate and Sam's house and I parked on their driveway. The lights were already on, Sam having arrived before us, and the front door was open. Kate waited for me at the door. As I reached I hesitated slightly but she placed her hand on my back and gestured me to go in with her other hand. Again I felt a thrill go through me at her touch and the reticence I had disappeared. Kate guided me into the living room. Sam hadn't wasted any time. Some music was playing and drinks were on the coffee table. Kate handed me my drink and we all saluted each other. Sam was sitting on the sofa and I noticed that Kate's hips had started swaying in time to the music. I watched her moving sexily for a short time took another drink and then made my way over to her. I started dancing with Kate then decided to go for it. I shimmied my way behind her, placed my hands on her hips and turned her to face Sam. I leaned in to kiss the back of her neck and gradually moved my lips to beneath her ear. I whispered in her ear that I was going to strip her in front of Sam and felt a tremor go through her. I looked over to Sam and could see a sparkle in his eyes and a smile on his face. It was obvious what he wanted to happen and it remained to be seen whether I would live up to his hopes! My hands moved to the buttons on Kate's blouse. I made sure that I brushed over her breasts & nipples as I loosened the buttons. I took the blouse out of her skirt and lowered it off her shoulders. I kissed her bare shoulders as she let the blouse drop off her arms. I loosened her bra and as her breasts were freed from captivity I played with her nipples. Kate loosened her skirt and let it drop to the floor. Still swaying in time to the music, she kicked her skirt off to one side. I looked across and saw that Sam had released his cock from his trousers. It looked a nice size and shape, probably about 7" in length. One of my hands moved down to Kate's panties and slipped inside them. My hand moved over her smooth skin (shaved?) and my middle finger brushed over her clitoris as it made its way to her slit. I covered her slit with three fingers, the middle one teasing her entrance, and my palm rested on her clit. I moved my hand slowly in a circle to stimulate her clit. Kate started to moan and her moisture allowed my middle finger to slip inside. Sam got up from the sofa and walked behind me. He lifted my skirt and I heard an intake of breath as he found that I was not wearing any panties, having removed them in the restaurant. With one hand holding my skirt up, Sam's other hand stroked my bum in a gentle circular motion. I felt Kate's hand reaching backwards between us. It touched my leg and began moving upwards. With hands of both Kate and Sam stroking me I felt dampness between my legs. I started to move my hand faster and increased the pressure on Kate's clit. The stimulation became too much for Kate and I felt her stumble as an orgasm hit her. Knowing how sensitive I get during an orgasm I slowly removed my finger from her slit but maintained a hold around her chest, continuing to brush her distended nipples as she shook with her orgasm. As Kate came down from her high she stepped away from me, peeled her panties down her legs and stepped out of them. When she stood up straight she turned towards me and took hold of my hand. She raised it to her mouth and proceeded to lick her juices off my finger. Then she started moving towards the sofa vacated by Sam pulling me towards it. As the backs of her legs rested against the sofa, Kate sat down and leaned backwards, slowly opening her legs and continuing to pull me towards her. As she pulled me downwards I dropped onto my knees between her legs, my gaze taking in her very wet and aroused pussy. Kate continued to pull me towards her, encouraging my head down to her shaved area. My nose rested against her crotch and my tongue snaked out from between my lips to make contact with Kate's clit. A groan of pleasure escaped from her lips. Then I moved my tongue down to the bottom of her slit before moving it slowly back upwards between her lips and stopping at her entrance. My tongue teased its way inside together with one of my fingers, which I kept at her entrance to continue the stimulation. Her juices were flooding my mouth and running over my finger and hand. As I was on my knees leaning forwards I felt Sam move between my legs. His hands applied gentle pressure to the insides of my thighs, encouraging me to move my legs apart. As I continued to lick Kate I felt Sam's hands stroking the insides of my thighs. When they reached the tops of my legs they would move to my slit and then move away again back to my thighs. The teasing was causing me so much frustration I wanted to scream. Finally, one of Sam's hands made full contact with my very wet slit. His thumb rested at my entrance causing me to moan into Kate's slit. The vibrations of my moan caused Kate to thrust towards my mouth, trying to cause my tongue to penetrate further inside. I removed my mouth from her slit and inserted two fingers inside her. Kate spread her legs further apart and I slipped a third finger inside then started a slow in and out motion. Kate started moving her hips to meet the inwards motion and I started moving my fingers faster. I moved my mouth over her clit and nibbled on her bud. That was enough to cause her second orgasm of the night. As Kate started to come, thrusting her hips more urgently towards me I felt Sam's thumb being replaced by his cock at the entrance to my slit. Sam edged forwards and I remained perfectly still as his cock slid inside me. His cock slipped completely inside of me and I felt his pubic bone up against my bum. He was not filling me completely but it still felt divine. Sam started rotating his crotch, causing his cock to move inside of me and stimulation of the entrance to my slit. Sam then took hold of my hips and moved backwards until his cock was at my entrance. I was dripping wet. His cock was covered in my juices and as it was removed from me he directed it across my lips, spreading the moisture. Sam then reached down and repositioned his cock at my entrance and slid back inside in one motion. Sam then set up a slow stimulating rhythm, with each inwards thrust pressing my mouth against Kate's crotch. As Kate came down from her high she placed a hand under my chin to move my mouth away from her clit. She them slid down and off the sofa in front of me. As Sam continued to fuck me with his very controlled rhythm Kate loosened the buttons on my shirt. Once it was completely loose she reached inside my bra and eased my breasts out of their confinement. I always love having my nipples played with and it didn't take Kate long to notice that. She played with one breast with each hand then moved her head forwards and kissed my forehead. Kate's kisses moved down my nose and reached my lips. As our lips meet Kate tweaks my nipples again, sending a tremor down my body to my sex. Sam felt me quiver and it encouraged him to increase his speed. I moaned into Kate lips and both of our mouths opened -- our tongues meeting in a frenzy of lust. Kate pulled on my nipples again and the stimulation through my body set off my orgasm. Sam was showing great control and with my orgasm he pulled out of me. He worked his way around to us and offered his cock to Kate. She did not hesitate, taking it into her mouth and stroking it. She also used a hand to gently rake his balls with her nails and in less than a minute Sam was grunting in orgasm as his come made its way down his wife's throat. We all took a few minutes to recover and then Sam made us all another round of drinks. Kate and Sam slipped into robes whilst I pulled my clothes back together. After the drink I bid them goodnight and made my way to my hotel to 'phone Steve for our nightly chat. I knew he'd want to hear about what I'd been up today! New Friends The early summer sun alternately blasted in the side window and windshield of my car as I wound around the twisty back road. The road ran along the top of the ridge overlooking the current river, over three hundred feet below. It wouldn't be a good place to go off the road, but the view was breathtaking, looking over a series of ridges that stretched for miles, the river twisting and turning like a snake through the valleys. It was a view my wife and I enjoyed many times as we came down to the river to canoe. The segment that I was overlooking now was our favorite stretch of water, lots of small riffles and rapids that were not difficult to navigate, and the slow spots still having enough flow so you didn't have t work hard to keep moving. Over the years we had floated this section dozens of times in all seasons, including winter. I started down the long hill, losing the view as the snaky road made its way down to the old ferry crossing that served as one of the largest canoe outfitters in the area. I pulled into the almost deserted headquarters building and went in to reserve my canoe. On a weekend this place would be packed, but mid week it looked like I would have the river pretty much to myself. In a few weeks all the schools would be out and even weekdays would be fairly busy, but today looked to be peaceful. I arranged with the lady behind the counter for a single person kayak, something I had always wanted to try. Normally I would have been with my wife and we would have selected one of the nice old town canoes and enjoyed a relaxing float, but that was now a thing of the past. In some ways I wasn't sure that this was a good idea, there being so many good memories of her doing things outdoors with me. But my friends pushed me over the last year to get back to doing what I loved, being outside, and to stop making my life miserable. When the heart attack took her nearly two years ago it was a shock, and even now there are days when I expect her to come walking down the hallway in our home. But two years is a long time and my friends insisted that I take a day off and go enjoy the outdoors like I used to. I think they secretly hoped it would get me out of the cycle of either being melancholy or bitchy. The lady told me the bus would pick me up in a few minutes out front, so I thanked her and headed toward the door to go park in the floaters parking and get my small pack and cooler. A pair of ladies came in the door as I held it open for them before heading out to my suburban. It only took a few minutes to park and get my stuff back and I was headed back toward the building to meet the bus. The ladies I had held the door for were standing under the tree where the bus picked up, waiting for their ride as I would soon be. One was a bit older, maybe mid thirties at most, and what I presumed was her sister, based on similar looks, seemed to be about ten or twelve years younger. Both were similar height and reasonably thin, with the older of the pair being slightly heavier. Even so I doubted she would tip the scales at more than a hundred and forty pounds for her roughly five and a half foot frame. The two had medium length blond hair that was done in similar styles, framing smiling attractive faces. Their legs were long and slender, looking well muscled and tanned, but between the faces and legs it was hard to tell much. The older of the two had what looked like a conservative dark blue one piece swim suit on, covered by an men's long sleeved dress shirt, while the younger was wearing an oversized t-shirt that covered her down to her thighs. There were a couple pink strings hanging out the top of the shirt, indicating she probably had on a string type bikini. I didn't really have much time to look more as the small bus arrived pulling a trailer loaded with canoes and my kyak. I queued up to the door of the mini-school bus behind the sisters, waiting for my turn to climb in. As the younger one climbed in a tube of sunscreen fell from her bag, unnoticed, so I stooped and picked it up before climbing into the bus. "I think your sister dropped this." I said handing the tube to the older sister , who was sitting on the aisle side of one of the bus seats. She looked up with an odd smile before replying "thank you" with a pleasantly melodic voice. I dropped into the seat across the aisle from them after handing her the tube and got situated for the ride as the driver climbed in. "Everyone ready?" he asked as he started the engine. We all replied we were and he started off, heading down the twisting turning gravel road that was a short cut to the paved county road that we would use to travel most of the way to the put in point. The ladies seemed to be fascinated with the scenery as we wound around through the trees and over the hills. "First time down here?" I asked the older sister, trying to keep my mind off the fact this was the first time I had ever made this trip alone. "Yes it is!" She replied. "It's beautiful!" "If you like this, wait till you get on the river! You and your sister will love it there." She looked at me with that odd smile again before asking me. "Have you been her often?" "Yeah. My wife and I made this float a couple times a year." I answered. "OH. I didn't see her get on, couldn't she make the trip this time?" She asked me politely, clearly looking at my hands rather than my face. "Um. No." I answered quietly. "She passed away almost two years ago." Her gaze moved to my face, causing her to pause for several seconds before she responded. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to stir up things." "It's ok. It's just the first time I have been down here since then. In some ways it's kind of hard." "I can imagine." She said with a knowing tone in her voice. We rode the rest of the way in silence, both of us lost in our private thoughts. The bus arriving at the put in point was almost a surprise, I was so lost in thought. I stayed seated while the ladies got out first, indecently giving me a pretty good view of the older one's backside under the shirt as she bent over to pick up her bag. I followed them out as the driver was unloading a canoe, finding the two ladies looking a bit lost. "Have you canoed before?" I asked the older one. "Some, but not around here." She replied. "Here." I said reaching into the trailer and digging out a couple paddles that looked the right size. "You're going to need these." "Thank you." The younger one said, taking the paddles from me. She turned and handed on to her older sister and then made some motion to her that was mostly hidden from me as I dug in the bottom of the trailer for a double ended paddle. I had always wanted to try one of the kayak things. They were plastic scoop type kayaks that you sat on instead of in. I worried that it might be tippy, but I really didn't want to have to manhandle a canoe by myself. I had the ability, but not the attitude today. "Um. Since we're new here, and you have done this before, would you like to float with us and kind of be a guide?" I heard the older one ask me as I was pulling out my paddle. I thought for a moment, trying to decide if I really wanted to float alone or not, and I heard myself answering "Sure I'd love to." before I had a chance to really sort out how I felt about it. "Great. My name is Amanda, and this is my daughter Tina." She said with a large grin. "Daughter!?" my brain screamed. "HOW did I miss that one!?" Fortunately my brain didn't scream it out loud and I was able to say something a bit more reasonable. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean... I mean I didn't want to imply... I mean..." I stumbled to say before she reached out and touched my arm. "Don't worry. It was a lovely compliment!" She said softly with a friendly smile. "It's not often that a woman my age gets that kind of a compliment. "Your age?" I blurted out as my brain struggled with the situation. "How old are you?" Without losing her smile she replied. "Didn't you know it's not nice to ask a woman her age? How old do you think I am?" "Well." I said, "To be honest I thought mid thirties." Her smile grew even larger. "Thank you. That really is a compliment. But you'd be closer if you added ten years to that." "I never would have thought that. I mean, I figured older and younger sister... twenties and thirties." "You are sweet. I wish I was that young again." Amanda said sweetly. "But then, I'm afraid those years are gone. I suppose that you may want to change your mind about guiding us. I mean you may not want to hang out with an older woman." It was my turn to be stunned. Older woman implied that she thought I was younger than she was. I tried to keep in shape, working out daily, but I really didn't think I looked young. "Thank you, but you're hardly an older woman." I replied. "Really?" she said with surprise replacing her smile. "I would have placed you around thirty five or so." "Add another dozen to that." I said simply as I pulled out a couple life jackets. "Shall we?" I said as I held my arm out toward the river, trying to change the subject from my age. "We shall!" She replied, her smile returning to her face as she looked toward the river. It only took a few minutes to get all our gear in the canoes and get things situated. Amanda peeled off her shirt and stuffed it into her bag before climbing into the canoe. I was correct; it was a conservative one piece suit that fit her like a second skin. The material seemed to be nearly seamless as it flowed over her firm body, making her easily C sized breasts look more prominent. I could see the bumps begin to protrude as her nipples hardened from the cool water she was standing in. The effect of course stared my own hardening and I had to scramble to readjust the tent I was making before either of them noticed it. "You know mom... One of these days you are going to have to get a new suit. That one is getting so old and it's so fuddy duddy." Tina said as she climbed into the canoe. "But I like this one and it's very comfortable." Amanda replied as she bent over to hold the canoe. I started to settle into my kayak as she began to climb into their canoe. From straight on and even above, her suit was quite opaque, but from below, as I was now, the suit became quite translucent. I wondered if she realized how good of a view I was actually getting as she stepped into the canoe. I could clearly see that the suit top had no built in support, so her form was actually her natural form, and I could make out the size and texture of her larger areola. As she swung her leg over the edge and held it out to shake the water from her shoe, I also had a long look between her legs. I could clearly make out her folded pussy lips, held tight to her body by the material, and her neatly shaved mound, with only a small triangle of blond curls. I was so startled by what I saw and my concentration so broken that I slid right off the side of the small craft, ending up sitting in the water. The view may have gone away as she sat down, but my mind recalled every detail, and not having had any sex in nearly two years, my dick quickly grew to formidable proportions as I climbed back into the seat of the kayak. I hoped she wouldn't notice as I tried to adjust myself, but my wet swim suit clearly outlined my raging hardon, practically putting a flashing neon sign on it. "Shall we?" Amanda asked as she looked over at me with a huge grin. I had no doubt that she had seen as good of a view of my proportions as I had of hers a few moments earlier. "Certainly!" I replied as I stroked out in the small kayak, hoping to dodge any uncomfortable comments. As my little yellow craft scooted past the canoe, Tina looked over at me. I saw a grin come to her face as she watched me paddle past, apparently seeing my hard dick in my wet suit as well. We made our way down the river, often moving side by side in the slow parts, but dropping to single file for the rapids. They handled the canoe with ease and the small Kayak seemed to do my bidding without too much thought. As I had thought, it was a quiet day on the river with only a few other canoes from other outfitters being on this stretch. Time went pleasantly, with friendly conversation. I learned that she had indeed just moved to the area to take a new job as a teacher, although she didn't say where, and that her daughter had elected to move with her, wanting to make a new start after breaking up with her boyfriend only three weeks before they were to be married. Seems that he wasn't quite ready to stop playing the field yet, and she caught him screwing her best friend in their pool. Apparently not a pretty situation. Amanda on the other hand had been divorced for several years, not really prepared to dive back into dating after her husband of twenty years left her for a younger woman. Tina was quite graphic in her description that he was robbing the cradle. Tina had spent some time teasing me and tossing water with her paddle, which quickly turned into a small paddle water fight, which I ended up losing when I nearly fell out of the little kayak. But just the same it was fun, and it did get both of them wet, allowing me to see more of Amanda, since the wet material was even more translucent from below than it was dry. I also was treated to several glimpses of pink string bikini as Tina wrung water from her shirt by bunching it up and wringing it out. Our first break came after we had gone a mile and a half or so, the ladies wishing to get out and get wet. We pulled onto a gravel bar and the three of us waded in the water up to our waist, the white shirt Tina was wearing was threatening to float right up her body as she walked into the water. The clear river water allowed me to see some of what she was wearing, but the distortion really destroyed any detail. "Water fight!" Tina hollered as she began splashing water at me handfuls at a time. I very quickly became inundated in a wall of water as Tina and Amanda scooped handful after handful of water at me. Outnumbered and quickly being drowned where I stood, I did the only sensible thing, I dove under the wall of water directly at where I had last seen Tina standing. The clear river water helped me zero in on the pair of tall thin legs that I knew had to be Tina. I grabbed both legs as I drew my own legs under me, lifting her clear of the water and tossing her over my shoulder like a bag of dog food. She squealed and laughed as I gave her shirt covered bottom a swat with the flat of my hand, the slap echoing across the river as I allowed her to slide off my shoulder head first into the river. Tina came up a few moments later sputtering and laughing as she came at me once again, this time intent on dunking me. She launched herself at me, putting her hands on my shoulders and trying to press me down into the water. The only effect of her efforts had been to lift her slim body up until she had her firm stomach plastered against my face. She held herself high in the air, laughing and hoping that I would somehow yield and fall into the water as Amanda began splashing me all the harder. I reached up through the cascade of water that Amanda was throwing at me, in an attempt to dislodge her daughter. My hands slid up her body in search of a hand hold, both of them sliding under her soaking wet shirt as they sought a perch. One hand found an arm pit, although my fingers were tangled in strings, and my other found a firm mound of flesh. My mind didn't process just exactly what my hand holds were until Tina was flying through the air on her way to a meeting with the cold river water. As I watched Tina land with a splash and come up again, her shirt and suit top somewhat askew, I could hear Amanda behind me, laughing and still splashing water on my back. I tore my eyes from the brief look at Tina's firm exposed tit and turned to deal with my other tormentor. "Oh no you don't!" Amanda cried as she turned and tried to run for the shore. My current position left me the advantage, and I launched myself across the top of the water, wrapping an arm around her middle and knocking her off her feet. Clutching her tightly I gathered my feet under me and stood up, pulling her up with me. My intention had been to dunk her but not hurt her, so I pulled her upright and held her tightly to me while she sputtered and rubbed the water from her face. I could feel my hardening dick press against her ass as well as the softness of one of her firm breasts under my hand as I held her close. Once she had cleared the water from her face she began to struggle, laughing and trying to escape my grip. In one smooth motion I picked her up with an arm under her flailing legs, allowing her body to twist in my arms. I carried her kicking and laughing and screaming out into deeper water where I unceremoniously tossed her into the drink. I stood close by to make sure she got up and had her feet under her. Instead of worrying about clearing the water from her own face and hair, she launched herself at me, knocking both of us over into the river. It took me several seconds to get my arm under me and lever myself up out of the water, Amanda still on top of me. I wrapped an arm around her and lifted her from the water as I stood up, one hand around her waist, clamping me to her and the other around a leg to keep her from sliding. "Truce!" She cried when she realized I was about to toss her once again into the water. "Had enough?" I asked her. She started laughing heartily. "I suppose so." She said. "Now if you're quite done feeling me up, you can let go." She finished, still giggling. I realized I was holding her swim suit covered tits against my face, one of her hard nipples only inches from my mouth, and my hand was wedged between her legs, pressing against her pussy. "I'm sorry!" I said as I withdrew my hand and allowed her to slide down my body until she was standing. "I didn't mean to... I mean, I wouldn't...." Amanda laughed all the harder at my discomfort, finally slowing down enough to tell me. "I didn't mind, really. It was all in fun." "Well, you're a good sport at least." I said as I turned and started slogging through the water toward the shore. The water I was in was only up to my thighs when Tina, who had been standing to the side fixing her suit, caught up to me. Clearly still upset about being dunked, she grabbed my trunks from behind and yanked trying to pull me backwards into the water. "You're mine now!" she screamed playfully as I leaned forward to keep my balance. The action was intended to keep me from going under, which it did, but in the process allowed Tina to pull my trunks down my legs, ending up at my knees as Tina sat in the water at my feet. I stood in the water, unable to move, my hard dick fully exposed to Amanda and Tina. "OH!" Tina cried, letting go of my trunks. "I'm sorry!" She said in a squeaky voice, trying unsuccessfully to not look at my dick sticking straight out only inches from her face. "Well, looks like you enjoyed feeling me up as much as I did." Amanda said as I pulled my suit back up and covered myself, blushing as I did. "I really am sorry." Tina said as she stood up next to me. "I didn't mean to do that, honest." "No problem. I can be a good sport." I said with a laugh. "I mean it's no secret that I was turned on when we left earlier, so I guess all you're doing is seeing a bit more now." "Well it's a nice looking cock." She said in a whisper as she kissed me on the cheek. "If you ever need someplace to put it, just let me know." "Thanks. I'll remember that." I said as I stepped away from her and headed to the bank. "But for now I think we are sufficiently wet and cooled off." "Definitely wet at least." Amanda said, still looking at my wet swim suit clinging to and outlining my hard dick it as if I wasn't wearing anything at all. New Friends It only took us a few moments to collect our things and climb back into the canoes, the atmosphere a bit more charged as each of us thought about how things had looked and felt. We had gone maybe another two miles down the river when the girls decided it they wanted a break. I found a nice gravel bar in the river and pulled up onto it. "Here we are!" I said as I climbed off and walked over to pull them onto the bank. I held a hand out for Tina, which she took, climbing onto the shore. "Thank you kind sir!" she said with elaborate flourish as she stepped past me. I pulled the canoe around so the stern was near the shore and held my hand out for Amanda. "Thank you. I see chivalry is not yet dead!" She said with a smile as she took my hand and stood in the canoe. She gingerly stepped out of the canoe and onto the gravel, allowing me to pull the canoe up to where it wouldn't float away. "It's starting to get warm out here." Tina said as she pulled her now dry t-shirt up and off, revealing the very skimpy pink string bikini that the t-shirt had done a poor job of covering while it was wet. The material was barely large enough to cover her B+ cup breasts, and the thong bottom showed every bit of her ass, the material covering only her pussy lips and a part of the way up her completely shaved mound. It was probably as close to being naked as you could legally get away with in public. I suddenly grew hard as I had a chance to really look at what I had only glimpses of during the water fight. I did my best not to let my jaw hang open as she bent over the side of the canoe, digging into her bag for something. The thong type bottom allowed her ass to be completely exposed to me as well as a small part of her pussy lips from the partially displaced material. My eyes damn near popped out of my head as she absent mindedly reached between her slightly spread legs and pulled the material away from her lips before letting it settle back over, apparently in an uncomfortable position after sitting in the canoe. She finally stood back upright, coming out of the bag with a tube of sun block. "I really need to get some sun block on before I burn." Tina said as she turned to face me while opening the tube. She squeezed some out on her hand and quickly began to rub it into her arm. "I'm going to go use the bushes!" I could almost hear the laugher in her voice as Amanda walked away behind me. "Would you put some on my back?" Tina asked me almost as soon as her mother was gone. "I suppose." I replied, still feeling like my eyes were falling out of my sockets. "Good!" She said brightly as she stepped over to me, holding the tube out for me. I took the tube and squeezed some of the warm cream out on my hand and began rubbing it on her shoulders and back. "Hmmmmm that's nice!" She cooed as I worked the lotion into her upper back. Once I had the cream I had put on mostly rubbed in, I repeated the process on her lower back, sliding my hand up under the string that held her top in place. "If that string is in the way you can just untie it." She said quietly. "No. that's fine!" I said as I tried to continue thinking with my brain instead of the other quickly swelling head. I continued to lotion down her back to the top of her firm ass, stopping only when I hit the string around her waist. "Here... let me get that." She said, quickly pulling the string down off her waist until it was around the tops of her thighs before I could say anything. "Don't forget to do my ass too. I'd hate to get burned there." She said, bending over slightly and putting her hands on her knees to make it stick out at me. Part of my brain said I probably shouldn't have been doing what I was doing, but I was invited, and I hadn't had my hands on a woman in two years! So the other part of my brain and my rock hard dick told me to continue as I rubbed lotion into her firm smooth ass. I rubbed around her firm ass and worked my hand lower until I was rubbing lotion around the bottoms of her cheeks my fingers just brushing her now exposed pussy lips. "That's good there." She said huskily as she stood back up and stepped toward the canoe. "How about putting some on my legs?" She asked as she turned to face me, her suit bottom, if you can call it that, bunched up at the top of her pussy, threatening to expose it all to me. She wiggled her legs and allowed the material to fall to her ankles before she sat down on the edge of the canoe. She lifted one foot from the small pile of material and held her leg out for me. I took the few steps to stand in front of her and knelt down, not at all caring if she saw my raging hardon or not. I squeezed some lotion onto my hand and began rubbing it into her leg, starting at her ankle and working my way up. I massaged the lotion into her thighs, working my way closer and closer to her pussy, my view blocked by her raised leg. Finally she lowered her leg and lifted her other leg for me to do, the spreading her legs and giving me an unobstructed view of her obviously wet pussy lips. "You like what you see?" She asked huskily as I worked lotion into the other leg. "Very much." I replied as I continued to rub closer to her pussy, my fingers just stroking the edge of her flowery lips. My fingers continued to rub the lotion into her body, moving now to her shaved mound, stroking my fingers across her spreading lips at the same time. "ohhhhh....Then you might as well finish the front too." She groaned as she reached behind her with one hand and untied the top of her suit, pulling it off to expose her firm tits and hard nipples to me. It was all I could do to not reach out and suck one of them into my mouth as I squeezed some lotion onto my hand and began to rub it into her firm tits. "Oh yes." She whispered. "Just like that." I put both hands to work rubbing the lotion into her firm breasts, working and kneading them for a few more moments before she pushed one of my hands down her body, putting my fingers directly on her wet pussy. "There too." She whispered as I began to stroke my thumb across her exposed clit. It only took a few gentle strokes across her sensitive nub before her body exploded in orgasm, shaking and spasming as she gripped the side of the canoe to keep from falling off. I continued to gently massage her firm tits and stroke her leaking pussy for what felt like an eternity before her breathing returned to anything closely resembling normal. At that moment I was ready to rip my swim suit off and drive it into the hot pussy only a foot from my face, her scent working its magic on me. "If you've finished with my daughter, you can come put some lotion on me." I was startled to hear Amanda say from behind me. I hadn't even noticed her come back from the bushes, but she had and was now sitting on a life jacket in the gravel. I blushed guiltily as I turned toward her, wondering how she was going to take me having my hands on her daughter. "So are you going to put some on me as well?" She asked again in a sultry voice, her green eyes alive with fiery passion "Um... sure." I replied as I got up and walked the few steps over to her, my dick tenting my swim suit out obscenely. "Looks like my daughter got you a bit worked up as well." Amanda said as she stared at the huge tent in my suit. "You have to forgive her. She and her boyfriend broke up just before we moved about six weeks ago." She continued as she pulled the straps of her suit off her shoulders, but not down far enough to expose her breasts. I knelt down next to her and began to gently rub the lotion on her shoulders and back, working my hand down under the edges of the suit on her back. I was probably not thinking clearly as I should have been at that moment, my brain fogged by sexual arousal, as I worked more lotion on her shoulders and then down her front until I was sliding my fingers across the tops of her firm breasts. My fingers slowly worked the material of her suit down, inch by inch, as I rubbed the sun block into her creamy white breasts and chest. Amanda had her eyes closed and allowed her head to roll back on her shoulders as I worked the suit material lower and lower, uncovering more of her luscious tits as I stroked and teased the already exposed portion of her tits, the suit now just barely covering her nipples. "That feels very nice. Now I know why Tina was so turned on, you're very gentle with your hands." She practically whispered as I slid my fingers under the material to allow it to slip over her rigid nipples. She inhaled gently as my slick fingers bumped across each nipple. With both hard protrusions now fully in view, I boldly pushed the material down enough for it to slip off her breasts, fully exposing both firm tits. I think my arousal overtook everything else, and instead of massaging the cream any lower, I lowered my head to her chest and gently kissed one of her nipples. She leaned back against her stiff arms, putting her upper body as a slight angle, allowing me to lick small circles around her nipple, teasing the dark areola before sucking her nipple into my mouth. "Mmmmmmm that's not lotion, but you don't have to stop either." She said quietly as I rolled the hard nipple against the roof of my mouth with my tongue. I worked one hard nipple for some time before kissing my way across to the other one. She lifted her hands one at a time, disengaging the shoulder straps from her arms, freeing the material so it was no longer pulled tight under her marvelous chest. I allowed one hand to go back to work stroking around her creamy breasts while I alternately sucked both nipples. My roaming hand soon began working her suit lower, pushing the material down toward my eventual target. I had it all the way to her waist and was contemplating how to get it lower when she raised herself on her arms and feet, lifting herself off the life jacket. I quickly pushed the material down over her firm ass, afraid the window of opportunity would disappear. I needn't have worried though, as soon as she sat back on the life jacket, I felt her move one hand and push the material down until she could lift her legs and push the suit off, leaving her completely naked. "I hope you won't think less of me, but I would really like to feel you inside me." She whispered as her hand moved to the front of my suit and stroked my dick through my suit. At that point I was so turned on that I didn't care how pretty or ugly she was, I was more than ready to drive my rod into her. As an answer, I released my grip on her tits and stood up, quickly pulling down my suit and stepping out of it. My dick stood out like a flagpole, waving in the wind, as I moved between her now spread legs and knelt down. I was beyond caring how rocky the ground was as I lowered myself to her pussy, aiming my dick at her obviously wet lips. "That's it. Slide it right inside me!" She cooed as I rubbed the head around her lips, mixing my precum with her juices. With the head of my dick now slick with both of our lubrication, I pushed into her, gently, but steadily, her pussy expanding to take all of me inside her. I felt my balls press against her as I arched my back so I could reach her tits, drawing one of her hard nubs into my mouth. "OH GOD" the groaned as I started to stroke in and out of her pussy, slowly at first, but then with increasing speed as she lifted her legs and helped draw me into her with her heels. "Yes...oh god...yes...that feels so fucking good!" She mumbled as I worked my dick in and out of her. She was quite correct, it had been a long time, and my dick was not going to last long. I could feel my balls draw up in anticipation of the release. "I'm going to cum!" I warned her, releasing the nipple I was working on only long enough to warn her, to give her the chance to say no, although I hoped she wouldn't." "Good. I want to feel you explode in me." She grunted as I continued to pound into her, my body slapping against hers. With a huge groan I drove in to the hilt one final time, my body going into overload as my dick jerked and jumped inside her with each shot of hot cum. I barely heard her squeaks of pleasure as her own climax peaked with my in pouring of cum, only really becoming aware that she had indeed climaxed with her panting in time with me. "Oh god that felt good." She cooed between pants. "I haven't been fucked like that in years." She said as she moved her head up kiss me on the cheek. "Thank you." "Believe me, it was my pleasure." I panted, finally realizing that my knees were digging into the gravel bank. I pulled my still partially hard dick from her, unleashing a torrent of our combined cum leaking from her splayed open slit. I rocked back on my feet and stayed crouched down, my legs spread wide and my semi-hard dick dripping cum while I surveyed her beautiful body. "So do you like what you see?" She asked, breaking me from my stare. "Actually...I do. If you hadn't told me you were as old as I am, I never would have known. You have an absolutely beautiful body, firm in all the right spots and soft in all the right spots. I could never get tired of looking at a body this gorgeous." "Thank you." She said simply. "You don't have a bad looking body yourself, and you know exactly how to use it." I chuckled in response. "Thank you to you too. I try hard to stay in shape." "I think your shape is just about perfect." She said as she sat up and reached for my flagging dick. She grasped it and began to gently stroke it, working what was left of our juices into it. "It's just the right size too." She said quietly. I suspect we would have screwed again right there if Tina hadn't called to us to alert us to the fact we were about to become a spectacle on the beach. Amanda squealed and got up to make a dash to the bushes with me in hot pursuit. "That was close." She giggled as she stood bent over to hide behind the bush with me right behind her, looking toward the river. "You're too good looking to hide behind bushes though." I whispered. "No, I don't think showing off for strangers is what I really want." She answered as I stroked her firm ass. She stood back up as the canoes made their way down stream, turning to face me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and drew my face down to hers, bringing our lips together for the first time. It was a gentle kiss, neither of us rushing the connection, which slowly grew more passionate as the minutes slipped past. I squeezed and kneaded her firm ass as she pressed her tongue into my mouth. The kiss seemed to go on forever, neither of us wanting to break the connection. I allowed one of my hands to leave her ass and travel to her chest, cupping one of her firm tits in my hand and rolling the nipple. "So I take it you want to fuck again?" She asked quietly when we took a break to catch out breaths. "Very much." I panted. "I think I'd like to too, but let's wait a while. I need to digest what just happened." She said quietly. "Ok." I said as I let her step back and slide out of my arms. She turned and walked out to where her suit was laying, pulling it on without another word or look. Tina was still sitting on the side of the canoe, taking it all in with a huge knowing grin, her top now on, but what passed for bottoms still on the ground. "I think we should head down stream now." I said as I walked past to get to the kayak. "If you say so." She said, getting up. She turned around and facing away from me, bend over to pull her suit on. She took her time straightening the small strings that made up the bulk of the suit, allowing me plenty of time to see all I wanted. Finally she pulled the small strings up and stood up, ready to push the canoe out into the water. She looked over her shoulder at me to see if I had seen, and then smiled brightly as she stepped into the canoe. I think my dick spent the next two miles completely hard. Each time I was alongside their canoe, if there was no one around, Tina would slip her top up and expose her firm tits to me. She seemed to be taking great delight in teasing me. Finally, along one stretch, feeling quite turned on and a bit frustrated, I slid over to the shallow water and stood over my kayak and slid my trunks down enough that I could easily pull the waistband down and expose my dick to her. It only took a few quick strokes to get beside them again, and as predicted, she pulled her tiny pink top up and exposed her tit. "How about this?" I asked, pulling the waistband of my suit down and hooking it below my balls, so I was on full display for both of them. "You are so bad!" Amanda said, not taking her eyes from y dick. "I'm not the one who has been teasing the shit out of me for the last couple miles." I replied. "I thought you liked to be teased!" Tina said with a laugh. "I do! I just like to get some action as well!" I replied as we coasted on the practically still stretch of water. "So you want to get fucked too?" she asked with a giggle. "I thought that was the idea. But I'm not so sure what your mother is going to think about that!" I said looking back at Amanda. "Oh she's a big girl, if she wants to have sex far be it from me to stop her... Just save a little bit for me for later." She said with a smile. "I mean you do want some more of this don't you?" She asked as she pulled the strap of her suit down off one shoulder and exposed one of her large tits. "That's not fair mother. How am I supposed to get laid if you steel all the hot guys from me?" Tina asked as she looked over her shoulder. "I don't know dear. I suppose you'll just have to do what you have to do." She said with a grin. "Fine!" she said, standing up in the canoe. It only took her a few seconds to strip her tiny suit off, leaving her completely naked where she stood in the bow of the canoe. It was fortunate that it wasn't deep where we were at that moment, having floated off to one side of the channel, which was about ten feet deep in this particular section. Where we were was only about two feet deep and Amanda was able to keep the canoe from tipping completely over with her paddle as Tina jumped out of the bow, practically landing on top of me in my kayak. She took the two steps required to bring her right next to me in the water and then bent over at the waist to bring her face down to my level. "Now how about that fuck!" she said as she reached for my exposed dick with one hand and moved her lips to mine. The kiss was far from gentle. If I had to categorize it, I would call it urgent and definitely demanding. Her hot breath flowed into my mouth with her tongue, searching for mine. She practically sucked my tongue into her mouth, suctioning it and mashing our lips together as she worked my suit looser. Almost suddenly she broke the kiss and stepped her naked body across my kayak, brining her pussy almost in line with my face. I reached up and pulled her to my, reaching out with my tongue and licking up her wet slit, finding her clit with my tongue almost as soon as it had split her pussy lips. "OH FUCK!" she cried loudly as I dug my tongue between her lips and licked up her slit. The only think I like better than fucking a good pussy is licking it. I enjoy the taste as well as the sensations of getting a woman off with my tongue. I of course love to follow that with my dick, ending the session with a good climax that way as well. Right then I didn't care if we were standing in the middle of a public river, my hormones took over and I dug into her pussy with abandon. I have no idea how long I was working her pussy with my tongue and squeezing her firm smooth ass with my hands before her legs began to shake. I heard her cry out only once before she collapsed on top of me, her legs no longer able to hold herself up. "Oh god oh god oh god" she mumbled as I stroked her back gently. I held her there, holding our position in the river with my legs, the cool water starting to chill my ass as it lapped over the seat of the small kayak with both of us now being supported by it. After holding her for a few minutes, I felt her feel behind her and grasp my hard dick. She slowly lifted herself up from my chest and aimed my dick at her sopping wet pussy. New Friends "I am so ready for that fuck now!" she said huskily as she rubbed the head of my dick on her pussy to coat it with her juices. She settled on it slowly, allowing her very tight pussy to expand as she settled more and more weight onto it. "YES" she hissed as her clit pressed into the base of my cock, now fully enveloped in her hot pussy. "Just enjoy the ride!" she whispered, her green eyes staring into mine as she started slowly rising off my dick. She stopped before I came all the way out and slowly lowered herself down again until she was sitting in my lap. With a huge grin she began the trip again, faster than before, pushing down fast enough to make the small boat bounce in the water. It took her several strokes, but she quickly got a rhythm that drove my dick up and down into her with the bouncing of the boat, allowing her to work only half as hard. I put my hands to work on her tits, squeezing and rolling her nipples as she rode me. "OH GOD! I'm going to cum again!" she squeaked as my dick pulsed its first shot of cum up into her hot tunnel. I grunted as a second and third shot fired into her pulsating pussy while she ground her clit into me, pushing her own climax even higher. Her body trembled in my arms as I pulled her chest to my face and sucked one of her nipples and half of her tit into my mouth, my body still jerking and spasming as it emptied its load into her. I heard Amanda on the shoreline moaning loudly as the two of us began to recover, each of us panting for breath. I released her tit and turned my head to look and saw Amanda on the shore by the canoe, her suit around her ankles and her fingers pumping in and out of her juicy pussy. If I hadn't just emptied into Tina I would have easily fired at the sight of her naked body shaking and trembling in climax. "Go mom!" Tina whispered with a giggle as she pushed herself over the top of the pinnacle and fell back on the beach panting and sweating. "OH FUCK!" Tina said sharply. "What?" I asked "We have company!" she said , pulling herself down tight against me. I looked over my shoulder and sure enough there were several people coming down in canoes. It looked like four gals and two guys. "Amanda! You may want to cover up!" I called to her. She was laying on the downstream side of the canoe and they had not yet seen her, but they sure had seen the two of us in the middle of the river. Amanda looked up and quickly pulled her suit up her legs to cover her pussy and then pulled a life jacket over her tits. I hoped they kept going. "WOO HOO!" one of the guys hollered as they got close. "Show us some titty!" "Frank! Can it!" One of the girls called back. "Or you can forget ever getting any again!" "She told you man!" his buddy said from the canoe he was in. "You too buster. Or I'll tell Sue on you!" The girl shot back. The group floated on past, even though I could see the guys oogling Tina pretty well and was surprised when Tina pushed off my chest so her tits were visible. She rocked back on my dick a few times and wiggled her ass around on my lap as she stuck her tongue out at the guy that was making a silent gesture at her. The way Tina had pushed my suit down it was pretty clear my balls were exposed and the canoe with the two girls in it that came closest seemed to be pretty interested in us as well. I was sure that one of the girls had her hand between her legs before they disappeared around the bend. "That was fun!" Tina said with a grin. "I think it made me horny again." "How can you be horny again?" I asked her. "Oh that's easy! No sex for months and now a big dick to tease and fuck? How can I not be horny?" "Ok. Well, my feet are frozen, so why don't we go warm up." I said encouraging her to climb off. "Oh phooo. " Tina said as she stood up, uncorking a flood of cum from her pussy as she pulled from my now deflated dick. She walked to the shore naked while I climbed off the kayak , my suit floating around my ankles in the cold water. It was a bit of a a juggle to try to handle my paddle, my kayak and pull up my suit at the same time, and eventually I gave up and just shuffled through the water to the shore where I could get the kayak to not float away on me. "Ok that defiantly looked comical." Amanda said a she sat giggling at my predicament. "You might think it was funny, but you weren't the one that was being exposed." I answered as I pulled my suit up to I was once again decent. "True." She replied while Tina began putting her tiny suit back on after digging it out of the front of the canoe. "But then I'm not the one that chose to have sex in the middle of a public river!" "True... but then it wasn't my initial choice either." "So you're saying that you didn't want to?" Tina asked as she pulled the last piece of pink material in place. "I didn't say that, just that it wasn't my first choice of location." "Well, see if I do that again then!" she replied huffily. "I think we ought to go before this gets ugly." Amanda said with a chuckle while she pulled her suit back into place. We floated without a word for quite some ways before coming to a large island in the river. I recalled this particular one since the main portion of the river went to the left, but there was a small cut that went right, and once around the few trees that made it difficult, it flowed past a sandy beach. Most people had no idea it was there and went left. The small sandy beach would be great for a lunch break and it had a nice deep hole to use for swimming. "Let's go right. I know a good place to stop for lunch." I called to them. "You sure? It looks kind of tight!" Amanda called back. "It is, but once we get around the start it should be fine. Been a while since I was down but I think it's still open." "OK, but if we have to haul the canoe back, you get to drag it!" Tina called. "Yes maam!" I replied in mock servitude as I turned the kayak down the narrow chute. It took a few tight turns to get past the few downed trees, but the chute opened up as I remembered revealing a nice sandy beach, a rarity on the river, and a nice deep hole for swimming; The perfect place for lunch. "Here we are!" I called to them as I climbed off the Kayak and pulled it onto the beach. "This is nice!' Amanda said as their canoe slid up to the shoreline. I pulled it in and held it while they climbed out and then beached it. "Very nice location indeed." "I think so. Nice and secluded, away from all the yahoos that normally go down river." "It is kind of secluded." Tina said as she wandered around the small beach. "You could almost get away with going naked here and not get seen." "You could." I answered, instantly wondering if I was going to be able to get Amanda to bite on that one. "Oh good." Tina said, quickly pulling the strings on her suit and tossing it into the canoe. "It's kind of a turn on to be running around naked out here." I stepped over to Amanda and took her hand, gently pulling her toward me. She looked up into my eyes as I pulled her body toward mine, our lips meeting gently. I didn't know what it was about this woman, but I was very attracted to her, and not just sexually, I was very emotionally attracted for some reason. Our kiss started gently as we allowed our lips to touch and tease each other before her returned kisses grew more sensual and lusty. I felt her tongue press into my mouth, and I returned the favor, allowing my tongue to follow hers back into her mouth. She sucked my tongue momentarily before breaking the suction and moving to my lips, sucking and pulling them with her mouth. We stood and kissed passionately like that for some minutes before she broke the kiss and stepped half a step back. Without a word she took my hands in hers and pulled them to her shoulders, placing them on the straps of her suit. She released my hands and moved hers to my suit and gently began pushing it down my hips. I have often considered myself a bit dense at times, but in this case even I understood what she had in mind. I gently pulled the straps over her shoulders and pulled then down her arms, pulling the suit material down with them until her firm breasts were in full view. While I was doing this she pushed my swim suit down over my ass and let it slide down my legs, pooling around my ankles, before letting her arms fall to her sides. I continued to pull her suit down until the loops slipped over her hands, freeing her arms. She moved her arms to my neck and pulled me close again, gently kissing my lips while I found her breasts with my hands. I gently squeezed and massaged the mounds of firm flesh, feeling her nipples harden under my palms as we kissed. As she kissed me sensuously, making my dick grow to full mast, I released her sexy tits and returned to her suit, pushing it down her body and over her firm ass. All at once I felt it slide down her legs, leaving her as dressed as I was. I broke the kiss and lowered my head, kissing down her neck and across her chest until I was able to suck one of her hard nipples into my mouth. "Oh yes." She whispered as I worked her nipple with my mouth and began gently stroking my fingers across the top of her mound and her tiny patch of curly blond hair. She stepped from her suit and moved her legs apart to allow my fingers to now probe between her wet lips. I worked on each of her hard nipples in turn, stroking her pussy and clit gently. "If you do that much more I'm going to cum!" She groaned at me. "and I want you inside me when I do." I broke my embrace with her sweet tits and stepped out of my suit. I pulled her down toward me as I sat in the sand and lay back, allowing her to straddle me. Her green eyes danced and sparkled with desire as she grasped my pole between her legs and began to rub it around her wet lips. "OH yes!" she hissed as she pressed herself down over my shaft, her silky smooth tunnel enveloping me as she settled. I allowed her to find a gentle rhythm as she started to slide up and down my shaft before moving my hands to her body. With one hand I rolled her nipple and pulled on it while I allowed my other hand to find her clit, setting my fingers so that at the bottom of each stroke she would rub her hard clit against my fingers. "UH" she grunted with each stroke, her whole body flush light crimson as her orgasm slowly built within her. It was almost sudden when her climax washed over her, grinding her pussy hard against my pelvis while I stroked her clit, her whole body shaking and spasming. Her pussy clenched and milked my hard dick as she panted and struggled to control her own actions again. Slowly she opened her eyes and looked down into mine, passion burning like a fire inside her. She reached for my hands and pushed them up above my head, trapping them there with her own while she began to bounce her hips slowly up and down, riding my shaft in and out of her hot tunnel. Her tits were practically brushing my lips at the top of each of her strokes, but she pulled back and prevented me from sucking them, preferring instead to just tease my lips with the hard nipples. As my own climax began to build, I licked her nipples as they passed and humped my hips up to meet her strokes, slapping our bodies together with enough force to make her firm tits wiggle. "That's it... come for me. Fill me with your hot juice." She cooed, coaxing me higher up the hill toward release. "OH yes!" I groaned just before my body jerked in spasm with the first jet of cum. She continued to hold my hands and grind her pussy into my dick as it jumped and pulsed inside her, making her own body shake and tremble with its own small orgasm. "Oh yes." She whispered as she released my arms and moved her hands to my chest. "That's what I wanted to feel." I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her down to me, kissing her with a combination of passion and lust. I just didn't seem to be able to get enough of this woman. We lay that way for some time before she moved her head from my shoulder and said simply. "I think I'm hungry." "I agree." I said simply as she began to climb from me. Once she was standing she held her hand out and helped me up, both of us sweaty and sandy from the session we had just shared. "I know exactly what to do." I said as I stepped next to her and scooped her up. She wasn't all that heavy, but I still had to be careful I didn't fall on the rocks as I carried her down onto the river. I lowered myself down so she was sitting on my lap in the water and gently washed her body, allowing the cool water to rinse the sweat and sand away. When I was sure she was clean , stood up and carried her back to shore. "Now that's what I call service!" Tina said from where she was sitting, leaning against the canoe, eating on a sandwich. "I wish all guys were that considerate. " "Not all guys are gentlemen." Her mother said as I set her down. "Thank you kind sir." she said to me as she stepped away. I followed her over and dug a sandwich and soda from the small cooler I had strapped to the kayak and then moved over to sit by the girls to eat. It was a pleasant lunch, sitting in the soft breeze between two sexy naked women. What more could a guy ask for? Unfortunately lunch ended much too soon and I decided I needed to go relieve myself. I walked up the beach and into the small patch of woods and brush that made up the middle part of the island. I had just finished taking a leak when I heard soft female moaning. Being a guy I did what a guy would do. I snuck down the path I was on a few more feet to see what was happening. To my surprise I saw two young women, each in their mid twenties, tangled up naked on a small patch of grass. It took me a moment but I soon realized that it was the two that were in the canoe that came by earlier. I guess watching us got their own juices flowing. The sounds of slurping and moaning were as powerful an attractant as the sight of the two women in a sixty nine position each sucking and licking the others pussy. I crouched down and watched, my dick slowly growing hard at the sight. These ladies didn't seem to be any stranger to each other, both of them digging in with passion at their task. I knew I shouldn't be watching, but I couldn't help myself, I stayed a few minutes more. I was just about to get up and leave when Tina came walking down the path as naked as she had been earlier. I held my finger to silence her as she walked toward me, a questioning look on her face. She crouched down next to me and peered through the brush at the sight in front of us just as the two girls disengaged from their embrace. We sat quietly while they moved so that their pussies were pressed together and began to rock and rub their clits into each other's pussy. "God that's hot." Tina whispered as she slipped a hand between her legs. "I haven't ever seen anything like this in person." "Me neither." I whispered back as we watched them grunt and moan. I felt Tina slip a hand around my hard dick from where she was kneeling next to me, slowly stroking my hard dick with one hand while stroking her pussy with the other. She leaned over and whispered in my ear; "Put it in me from behind so we can still watch." "Ok." I whispered back, suddenly even more turned on than I was a few moments ago. I quietly moved behind her while she moved to all fours. My dick slid easily into her already wet pussy, both of us stifling a groan as her tight pussy enveloped me. Ever so slowly I began to stroke in and out of her, trying to be quiet and watch the two young ladies in front of me humping like crazy. Their tits wiggled and jiggled around as they ground their bodies together, turning me on even more. I really love looking at tits, and this was pretty much an ideal situation for me, my dick buried in a tight pussy and a pair of naked girls humping while we watched. Tina let out a soft moan as she frigged her clit franticly; no longer being careful of how quiet she was as she approached her climax. The two girls stopped their motions and looked around startled at the sound of her. At first I didn't think they would see us and were about to go back to what they were doing when Tina moaned again. This time they knew exactly where the sound came from, and they were quickly on their feet headed toward us. It was only a few feet and I didn't have a chance to hardly move, not to mention that Tina was nearly ready to climax. "I see we have an audience." One of the girls said as she pushed the bushes aside. To my surprise she didn't seem upset. The second one squatted down in front of Tina, gently stroking her hair as Tina froze, now realizing she had been found out. "Why don't you come out into the clearing. You don't have to hide in the bushes." "Um... Ok." Tina said quietly, staring more at the pussy spread in front of her than anything else. I slid from her pussy and allowed us to be led by the hand out into the clearing. "You have a very nice cock. I was wondering how big it was when we went past you on the river." The first one said. "Um. Yeah. We didn't mean to spy, I mean... well, I just happened to see you..." "Don't worry, we don't mind." The first one said as she pulled me closer to her. "It's kind of exciting to be watched, isn't it Beth?" She half said to me and half to her partner. I looked over and saw Beth, her partner, pulling Tina in close to her, until her perky breasts were touching Tina's somewhat larger nipples, her lips reaching for Tina's. "Don't worry, she won't hurt her." The young lady in front of me said. "My name is Elana... I promise I won't hurt you either." "Ok." I said as she placed a hand behind my head and pulled my face down for a gentle kiss. We kissed for several minutes, our hands roaming each other's bodies until the sound of Tina moaning drew our attention. "Looks like your friend is enjoying herself. Why don't we join them." Elana whispered as we watched Beth eagerly licking up and down Tina's wet pussy as she lay back on the grass. Her ass wiggled around in the air as she worked Tina's pussy. "That looks sexy doesn't it?" Elana asked as she drew me down to the ground near them. "Would you like to taste her?" I really didn't have an opportunity to say much, but then I wasn't objecting either as Elana pulled my face as well as her own toward Beth's upraised ass. I lay down, staring up at her pussy while Elana pushed her down to bring her wet slit into my reach. My tongue quickly found her clit and began to stroke and flick it while Elana rested her head on my chest, her tongue working in and out of her friends pussy. I could hear Beth moan into Tina's pussy, causing her to buck and shake as her orgasm was triggered. Tina squeaked several times while Beth worked her pussy, driving her climax even higher. I felt a hot mouth close around my dick, slowly sliding up and down my shaft while I continued to lick and suck Beth's pussy. While I sucked her clit hard and squeezed it with my lips, her legs began to shake, her panting and groaning now audible as she moved her head from Tina's pussy. She lifted herself up so she was kneeling over my face, her hands squeezing her tits as she shook and trembled, her head thrashing back and forth making her long dark hair fly around her. Finally she rolled off of me, her pussy no longer able to take the stimulation. "Very nice." Elana said, removing her mouth from my dick. "You did that like a real pro. How about I thank you for your efforts?" she cooed as she climbed across my body and straddled my hips. She moved her pussy over my dick and resting on her feet so she was crouching, lowered herself over my hard wet dick. "Ohhhhhh that's nice." She cooed as she sunk down on me. Slowly at first, and then with increasing speed, she worked up and down my dick, her ass slapping against my thighs at the bottom of each stroke, the impact making her small tits jiggle and wiggle . I couldn't resist, and reached up to squeeze and play with her soft mounds of flesh. New Friends "Oh god yes." She panted as I squeezed her nipples and tits, her motion becoming more jerky and uncontrolled. I felt her pussy spasm around me as she sat down hard and ground her pussy into me, her whole body wracked by spasms and shudders for several long seconds. "Oh my god that was good." She panted, still sitting on my hard dick. As much sex as I had in the last few hours, my dick felt like it should have come, but was still standing tall inside her. "I think..." Elana said as she pulled off my dick, "that you deserve something special." She stood over me and pulled me up until I was standing and then knelt down in front of me. "Beth, come help me with this." She called quietly to her friend. The two of them knelt in front of me, taking turns sucking and licking my dick or sucking my balls into their mouths. The sensations were fantastic, but not quite enough to push me over the edge. What did was looking into the bushes toward the path and seeing Amanda standing in the path watching me, one hand cupping and squeezing one of her firm tits and the other hand plunging fingers in and out of her pussy. She looked straight at me, telling me she was watching and she knew I was watching her, just before her body tensed and jerked. My dick erupted in time with her own jerks, pumping huge globs of white cream out in shot after shot of my orgasm. "Oh yeah" Beth murmered as she rubbed the cum around her face and chest. "I love cum." "You are so bad!" Elana said quietly as she lifted herself higher and pulled Beth's face toward her tits. Beth eagerly licked my cum from Elana's tits while she stroked my dick and milked the last of my cum out for her friend. Elana took my dick into her mouth and eagerly licked and sucked my shrinking member until it was clean, her tits well cleaned by her friend. They stood up and each kissed me on the lips before picking up their bikinis. They left with a slight wave, wiggling their naked asses at me as the disappeared down the path naked. I stood there looking for several seconds after they left before I went over and helped Tina from the ground where she was laying, still recovering from her orgasm. "I think we better get back. Mom will wonder what happened to us." She said with a bit of concern in her voice. "Somehow I doubt that." I said, knowing full well she had seen us, just not sure how much she had seen. We walked back, hand in hand, still naked. "Well, about time!" Amanda called from the water. "I thought you wanted to swim after lunch!" "Sounds like fun to me." I said walking straight to the water and wading in. Amanda waded over in the waist deep water and pulled me to her. She kissed me deeply and then held me tight while she whispered in my ear. "You looked so fucking hot laying there eating out that pussy. I wanted to come over and ride your hard dick, but that other girl beat me too it. I hope that after this trip is over we can still enjoy some of that." "I hope so too." I replied. The three of us played for some time in the water until I heard the first sound of thunder. Pop-up storms are not unusual around here, and this sounded like it was not going to be nice. "I think that is our cue to hit the water!" "I think so too." Amanda agreed as we waded back to the canoe. We collected our suits and dressed quickly. There was only a few miles left to go, but in a rain storm it would be a very unpleasant trip. We managed to make it almost half a mile downstream before the first drops of rain smacked into the river feeling like liquid ice. I looked for cover, but in this stretch there wasn't any place to shelter. We pressed on, the water falling from the sky even colder than the spring fed river. As we came round the next bend I spotted an rock overhang that was big enough for one canoe. "Over there!" I hollered, digging a paddle in and heading for the overhang. I slid under the overhang and realized that it was not going to be big enough for both of us. "Come on... You get under and I'll get in with you." I said as I pulled out when they arrived. Once they were under I pulled up next to them and gingerly moved into their canoe, using the rope tied to the bow of my kayak to keep it from floating away. It wasn't a perfect shelter, in fact, it was far less than perfect, the wind swirling the rain under the rock and still soaking us, but it was better than being directly in the rain. "If this lets up I think we should make a dash. I know of a cave on the water. It shouldn't be more than a quarter of a mile or so. " "Is it dry?" Tina asked, shivering. "Hardly... It's a spring entrance, but it goes back far enough to get completely out of the rain." "Ok. We'll make a dash when it lets up." Amanda said resolutely. "Ok." I said, noticing her hard nipples poking through the material of her suit. "You like what you see stud?" She asked jokingly. "Actually I do!" I replied honestly. "I think you have the most beautiful breasts I have ever had the pleasure of touching." "Well, flattery will get you everywhere!" She said with a grin, quickly moving to slip her straps off her shoulders and pull her arms out. With a wink she pulled the top of her suit down, exposing her tits to my view. "That better?" "Much!" I responded with a smile as I looked at her tits, her nipples standing hard and areola puckered from the cool air. "So what are mine? Chopped liver?" Tina asked from the bow as she turned herself around on the seat to face me, her tone slightly sharp. "I never said you didn't have good looking tits!" I replied a bit defensively. "You are in every way a very beautiful woman, tantalizing, sexual... flat ass hot... and to be honest an extremely good screw. But the reality is that I am primarily a tit man, and tend toward a larger pair. That said, I have never had a mother daughter pair before and in some ways I really don't know how to respond. I find you both to be extremely beautiful and you both turn me on like crazy. One of you would keep me satisfied for months or years, but two of you? It's like I died and went to heaven. But how do I tell each of you that in your own way your fantastic without hurting any feelings or making one of you feel like the other is better in some way?" "I think you just did!" Tina said with a grin. "So if I can't win on tits alone, then maybe I need to go with my strengths." She said as she untied the strings of her top and pulled it off, tossing it at me. Then she wiggled her butt on the seat, making the whole canoe rock slightly, before sliding her tiny bottom off, tossing that in my lap as well. "Now is that better?" She asked spreading her legs and resting her feet on the gunnels of the canoe so her whole naked body was on display. "I would have to say, yes, that is much better!" I replied ,my dick growing once again as I now had to decide whether to look at Tina's wet pussy or Amanda's perfect tits. "I think we're going to get a break!" Tina said from her spot in the front of the canoe after about ten minutes of sitting out the storm. "Well, I guess we better make the most of it then." I replied as the rain tapered off. "Do you want to get dressed?" I asked Tina, holding out her suit while we listened to yet another peel of thunder. The storm was far from over by the sound of it, but we didn't want to be stranded here any longer than we had to. "No. I think I'll just go like this. If we come across someone I can always pull on my t-shirt, but I doubt that we'll see anyone with this rain. You should go naked too. It's fun!" "I don't think so." I answered leaning over to set the small amount of material on her bag that was between her legs. I reached up and gave her wet pussy a stroke with the tip of my finger, sliding it between her wet lips and up across her clit. "Oooo. Don't get me started again unless you're ready to do something about it." She said after she sucked in a breath of air between her teeth. "Not just yet." I answered with a grin as I pulled my kayak over and gently slipped out of the canoe and onto the small craft. "All set?" I asked as I pulled myself to the stern where Amanda sat. "I think so." She said quietly with a smile, her tits still on display. "Not until you take that suit off buster!" Tina said from the bow as I moved my kayak toward the stern of the canoe. "I still don't think so." I said as I leaned over toward her and kissed her closest tit, giving the nipple a little lick. I almost fell in the water in the process, getting a laugh from both of them, but it was worth it. We pushed off from under the ledge and headed out into the river, the rain having tapered off to a sprinkle for the moment. I looked around and saw more dark clouds rolling from the west and knew that this was only going to be a short reprieve. It only took about five minutes or so to make the short run down to the spring cave, which was good since the gentle sprinkle was quickly turning into a hard rain again. I turned and slid my kayak into the cave and pushed in against the current flowing from it. As my eyes adjusted I was surprised to see three more canoes floating in the gloom, either linked or tied together to make them more stable. "Well, hello!" a somewhat familiar voice said. "Um.. Hello." I said as my eyes adjusted to the gloom. "We have some company in here!" I called over my shoulder to warn the girls. "Who?" Tina asked as they pulled into the cave, Tina's obviously naked body silhouetted against the cave entrance. "Our friends from the island." I replied as my eyes slowly adjusted enough to make out Elana and Beth in the closest canoe. "Oh...ok." She said as their canoe glided silently into the cave. I could see Amanda quickly pulling her suit into place even though her arms were not in the shoulder straps. "I see your friend still likes being naked." Elana said from where she was sitting in the rear of her canoe. "She doesn't have to dress on our account." "Maybe I better anyway." Tina said as she leaned back to dig in her bag for a shirt. "Hey you can stay naked... I don't mind!" I heard a guys voice say from one of the other canoes. "Derek shut your trap or you're going to be both naked and bruised!" I heard the girl sitting in the canoe, resting her back against him, say. "Sorry about that, he never does know when to keep his mouth shut." "No problem." Tina said, still digging for the shirt in her bag. "I probably shouldn't have been naked anyway." "Oh trust me, you can be naked any time you want." Elana said. "With a body like that, I'd show it off all the time!" "Um. Thank you. " Tina said somewhat embarrassed. "Your boyfriend here is welcome to get naked too if he wants. He's got a pretty hot body too." Beth said, her voice echoing a little in the cave despite how quietly she said it. "Hey, you're welcome to try to talk him into it all you want. I tried earlier and didn't get very far." Tina said as she gave up on the shirt and turned back around. "We'll have to see what we can do about that. For now why don't you all join us over here. We tied our canoes together to keep from floating out into the rain. Much more comfortable too." Elana said, holding a hand out toward us. With nothing better to do besides being pushed back out into the river with the flow of water from the spring, we swung our canoe around and tied it off to the others, using a paddle to help stabilize it. The skies opened up and water rained down in sheets while I maneuvered the kayak alongside Tina and Amanda. Gingerly, so I didn't fall into the ten plus foot deep spring, I slid off the kayak and into the canoe, letting the kayak float free, tied off to the side of the canoe. "So why don't you come over here with us?" Beth asked, looking straight at me. My eyes had adjusted enough to see that the couple in the far canoe was busy having sex in the bottom of the craft and that Derek was busy with his hands inside the top of his partners bikini. "I can get naked again if you'd like." "I'm not sure that's a great idea." I said as I looked at Tina. "My dick has had a pretty good workout already today." Elana slid down into the bottom of the canoe on her knees. It only took a moment for her to pull her top off, releasing her perky small breasts. She shoved her bottoms down her legs and then wiggled her knees over the straps and then pulled them off. "You can lick me if you'd rather." She said as she moved to the middle of her canoe and then swung her legs over into our canoe. Sitting on the edge, leaning back and using her arms on the other side of her canoe for support. "Beth said you licked as good as you fucked. I'd like a try on that." She said as she lifted her legs high in the air and spread them wide. How was I supposed to ignore a pussy right in front of my face? I looked at Amanda, who gave me a non-committal shrug before I leaned my face over to Elana's wet pussy. I licked slowly up between her lips, eliciting a moan as I licked my tongue flat across her clit. "Ohhh yes. That is good!" She moaned as I again licked up here wet lips. I moved myself around so I had more room, sliding my legs under the bar and sticking them toward Amanda. With my new position a bit lower I was able to press my tongue deep into Elana's pussy, tasting her tangy sweetness before dragging my tongue once again up her slid to her clit. I flicked her hard nub several times before returning once again to press my tongue into her hole. "Ohhhhh" she moaned as I slide again up her slit to her clit. The whole cave rocked with the sound of her cry as I sucked her clit into my mouth and gently squeazed it with my lips and teeth. "OH FUCK" she cried, squeezing my head with her legs as I worked her clit with my lips, squeezing and rubbing the sensitive nub. I could feel my suit being pulled down, I presumed by Amanda, so I, lifted to allow it to be pulled down and off of my body, leaving me naked except for my water shoes, which were also pulled off. I was surprised at how cold the bottom of the canoe was on my bare ass, but quickly forgot about it as I felt a hand wrap around my hard dick and gently stroke it. I drove my tongue into Elana again and again, working it as far into her as I could before I slid up and flicked her clit in little rapid fire strokes. After some minutes of this, I slid one of my fingers into her tight tunnel and stroked it in and out of her hot pussy while I flicked her clit like a machine gun, bringing cry after cry of pleasure echoing across the chamber . I felt a warm wetness envelope my dick where a hand had recently been stroking. I moaned around Elana's clit as the sensations on my dick increased. "OHHHH" I heard Elana cry as her body began to tremble, her legs squeezing my head even tighter. I felt her hot pussy juices flow from her, coating my hand and chin as she shook and trembled, my continued assault on her clit driving her climax even higher. "Enough!" she cried, pushing my head away from her pussy. "I can't take any more!" I lay back down on in the canoe to catch my breath, somewhat surprised to see Amanda completely naked, her firm tits bouncing in time with the canoe as she worked her hips up and down, driving her pussy on my shaft. Her arms were stretched out, holding the sides of the canoe, her upper body stretched out over support bar, her tits bouncing against the bar with each stroke of her hips. Even in the gloom I could clearly see her face screwed up as her body approached orgasm. "My turn!" Tina said, sliding over the support rail and lowering herself to her knees over me. Every move she made was slow and deliberate, afraid to tip the canoe, which thankfully seemed quite stable tied to the other canoe. I reached for her firm ass and squeezed it as I pulled her pussy down to my face, helping her aim her pussy for my mouth. She moaned as I drove my tongue deep into her already wet hole, her lips spread wide and her already leaking juices making my face even wetter than it was. I let my hands roam what I could reach of her body and soon found her firm tits and nipples, squeezing and twisting them as she ground her clit into my face. "OH god yes!" she screamed as her body quickly found its sweet spot and launched its attack on her. I had to let go of her tits and lift her ass from my face to keep from being smothered as her body trembled and shook. I felt Amanda's pussy contract around my hard dick only seconds after Tina cried out. I felt her pussy milking my hard dick as she panted and shook. Slowly Tina and Amana climbed off of my body and settled in the seats of the canoe to catch their breath. I sat up and saw one of the guys laying back on the seat in the bow of the canoe that Beth and Elana had been in. His feet were propped on the sides the canoe and Elana laying on the bottom of the canoe licking and sucking the clit of a blond who was on all fours, busy sucking and stroking the dick in front of her. I gingerly crawled over into their canoe, being extra cautious not to dislodge the paddles that were tied to the support rails to stabilize the canoes. Straddling Elana, I moved behind the blond and aimed my dick at her exposed pussy. I felt Elana gently cup my balls in one of her hands as I pressed my dick into the blond. "Oh yeah!" the blond said huskily, as she pulled her mouth from the dick in front of her to look and see who was stuffing her pussy. "That's it! Give it all to me!" she encouraged as I pressed into her tight hole. Gently I began to slide in and out of her pussy, Elana below both of us, working my balls with her hand while she licked the blond's clit. We continued like this for some minutes, the blond's juices leaking down my balls and dripping on Elana. I knew I was finally getting close, my body having shot more times in the last few hours than it had in two years, but before I could hit that final peak, the blond went over the top with the guy she was sucking. Her whole body shook and jerked as she pulled her face from the spurting dick in front of her, his cum shooting into the air and landing on the two of them. She gasped for air as Elana and I continued to assault her pussy, Elana working her clit and my dick banging into her cervix with each stroke. Just as I was about to cum inside the hot pussy, I felt Elana grab my shaft and squeeze hard, stemming the flow of cum that was trying to make its way out. It was initially painful, but that only lasted a few moments as I pulled from the pussy, wondering what I had done to deserve that. As soon as I was out, Elana released her grip and began stroking my dick once again, the slick juices lubricating her hand as she aimed my dick at her face, clearly wanting my cum to be deposited there. She continued to stroke my dick with one slick hand while she stroked my ass with the other. I felt her finger find my puckered anus and work small circles around it as my climax built toward release. It was like getting hit by lighting, my body going rigid and the first pump of cum flowing out of me like it was shot from a cannon as she pressed her small finger inside me. My body went into overload, pumping shot after shot of the cum that had been trapped by her hand, out into her mouth and across her face. She pumped her finger tip in and out of me in time with my pulses of cum until my body had drained all it had left into her mouth. She pulled me down and sucked the head of my dick into her mouth, greedily sucking the last drops from my quickly deflating dick. I collapsed half on top of her in the bottom of the canoe as the blond moved out into a different canoe, panting and struggling for breath. I had no idea how long I lay there, but eventually, I returned to the living finding Elana still gently stroking my body. "That was tasty. Thank you." She whispered. New Friends "You're welcome, I think." I replied. "Never had your ass done like that?" she asked. "Um... No, I haven't." I answered simply. "Did you like it?" "I'm not sure. But it sure made me cum hard." "Oh that it did. It was a nice big load. I love to eat cum, especially when it's hot!" she said in a sexy tone "I wouldn't have figured you for that. I kind of thought you were into girls." I said quietly. "Girls, men, as long as it feels good." She said with a shrug. "Well thank you." I said "I guess I better get back in my own canoe." "You don't have to be in a hurry." She said with a grin. "I mean you haven't fucked Joan yet." "I'm not sure I have any left in me." "Too bad. She was really checking you out earlier. If your girlfriend hadn't climbed on your dick she would have." She said playing with my deflated dick. "I think It may be a lost cause." I said to her. "Too bad. I know she wanted to ride you." Elana said as she helped me move upright. "Looks like the storm is past." I said, looking out at the sun shining outside the cave. "Good. Maybe we can all go down stream together?" She asked. "I don't see why not." "Good." She said getting up. "Ok girls. Time to hit the river." I slipped over into Amanda and Tina's canoe before they all started untying them. I looked around for my suit and quickly realized it was missing, and Amana sat there completely naked with a grin on her face. "They say it's still two miles to the end and we should all go naked!" Amanda said. "I think that might be fun, since we're all friends now. It took us a few minutes to get organized and for me to get back onto my kayak without falling in. After about five minutes we were ready and Beth and Elana headed out first, breaking into the sunshine still butt naked. After that storm we weren't too worried about running into other canoes, they would have either pushed on and been off the river by now or holed up to wait it out like we did. In some ways I felt a bit odd, being naked like I was. I guess I'm a bit of a closet nudist or something, because before we had made it half a mile down the stream, looking at six sets of naked tits had my dick once again growing. "Why don't you come over this way!" Joan, the big titted brunette said. She had a pair of D sized tits with huge puffy nipples that looked extremely attractive in the sunlight filtering through the overhanging trees. "Like what you see? I know I do!" "You do have a nice pair of tits." I said. "But won't your boyfriend be jealous?" I asked, pointing to the guy in the back of her canoe. "John? Jealous?" she asked with a giggle. "Of course not. He's my little brother. Besides, he'll do whatever I tell him to. Won't you John?" "Yes." John answered simply. "Now when we stop up here, why don't we see how well that dick fits into my hot pussy?" she asked. "I suppose we can do that." I said, looking at her big tits and getting turned on once again. "Can two ride that thing?" Joan asked. "I don't know. Maybe... If it's not too much weight, but it would be awful tippy with two sitting up." "That wasn't what I had in mind. Come on over to the shore." She said as she steered the bow toward the shallow shore. She climbed out of the canoe even before it got to the shore and waded over to where I was sliding in. "Now stay right there." She said as she stepped across me and started to crouch down. She aimed her pussy at my dick and slowly sank down on it until I was fully inside her. She leaned forward until she was laying on my slightly bent legs, her firm tits pressing between them. She lifted her legs out of the water and hooked them on the edges. It was a very unusual position, with her laying on me like that, but she had managed to do it without pulling my hard dick out of her. "Ohhhh that is nice." She cooed as she squeezed her pussy around my dick. I held the paddle with one hand and gently squeezed her ass playfully before I tried to move us out. It took a little getting used to, but the little craft slid through the water easily and we managed to quickly catch us up with the rest of the group while she periodically worked her hips to slide up and down my dick just an inch or two. "Damn Joan. Couldn't wait for a break?" Elana chided. "You're just jealous that you didn't think of it first!" Joan shot back from my lap. "Got that right!' Beth called with a laugh. "I wish I thought of it!' "Maybe!" Elana laughed. "Go for it!" "Oh trust me, I am!" Joan called as she rocked her hips some more. We made another half mile down the river before Joan told me to pull over to the shore where she could stand. I scooted ahead and aimed the kayak for the shore, more than ready to give her what she wanted. "Ok stud. Enough playing. I need you to pound me!" She said when her feet would touch bottom. I stood up behind her, the kayak still floating between our legs and pushed my dick back in while she bent over and used the kayak for support. I started slapping into her, my body slapping her firm ass. The other canoes were just sliding into the shore where we were at when Joan started to cum. Her body shook and she moaned loudly as I continued pounding into her. I lost track of how long she was climaxing before she abruptly pulled off my dick and stepped away. She turned around and stepped over the kayak again and then sat down on it, scooting back up to my body. "Don't worry stud... I've got you covered yet!" she said as she slid her body to mine and pressed her tits together around my dick. "Now fuck this tunnel!" I eagerly began stroking between her fantastic tits, my head disappearing down into the valley with each stroke. "Uh god!" I grunted as she lowered her head and began sucking on the head of my dick at the top of each stroke. I held her shoulders and pushed in and out of her tit valley, inching my way toward unloading what had to be the last of my cum. "here it comes!" I warned her as I felt my balls tighten. She released her tits and pulled my ass to her, shoving her head down my dick as far as it would go. My dick jumped and surged as it pumped shots of cum first down her throat and then into her mouth as she pulled her head back to breath. It seemed to be an hour that my dick pumped cum, my hips trying to jerk into her mouth with each surge of juice. Finally depleted and deflating, she let me slip from her mouth with a grin. "Now that was hot!" she said, as she sat on the front of the yellow plastic kayak. "I could do that any day." "Any time you want." I panted as I tried to catch my breath. "Well, we have to put some clothes on now though." Beth called. "As much fun as this is and how much I really like being naked, there's a group coming down and its only a half mile to the end." "Damn." I mumbled, not really wanting to get dressed, but more, not wanting to have these gorgeous women get dressed. Amanda tossed me my swim suit, which Beth and Elana had tucked away. "I didn't know you liked to tit fuck." She said quietly while she stood next to me, pulling her blue swim suit up her body. "Oh yeah. I love it." I replied, looking over to see Tina pulling on a t-shirt with no swim suit on under it. "I'll try to remember that. Maybe we'll have a chance to try that." "I'd like that." I replied, thinking about how much fun it would be to be wrapped in her perfect tits. "Ok... Time to go then." One of the guys said. "Ok." Beth said quietly, clearly not wishing for this to end. We all paddled the last little bit in silence, finally pulling into Akers late afternoon. "Well, that was fun." Beth said, as she came over and gave me a hug. "I hope we meet again some time." "Me too." I replied, as she pulled my hand to her pussy and ground into it. "Maybe I need to get your number so we can play some time." "I was hoping you'd ask." She grinned. "I'll get it something from my car to write on." She said before she ran off toward the parking lot. "Where's Beth off to?" Elana asked. "Went to get something to write on." "Oh... going to get her number?" "Might as well." I answered as she stepped up next to me and lifted her head to kiss me on the cheek. "Better get mine too. You're way too much fun to lose!" she said slipping her hand into my suit and giving my dick a gentle squeeze. After exchanging numbers with the girls I headed up to the parking lot with Amanda and Tina. "I really enjoyed today. I hope you did too." "I know I did." Tina said as she slipped an arm around me. "I'd really like to see you again some time." "I'd like to see you again too." I replied, giving her waist a squeeze. "You don't have to wait long." She said, pulling her t-shirt up to expose her naked body. "That still looks lovely." I said sliding a hand down to her bare ass and giving it a squeeze. "That's my daughter." Amanda said from where I had my arm around her shoulders. "And you don't ever think about teasing a guy?" I asked. "Me? Certainly not." She said with a grin, pulling my hand down and slipping it inside the top of her suit onto her firm tit. "I never tease... only offer." "Well in that case." I said, squeezing her firm tit and nipple. "That's what I thought." She said with a grin as we approached my truck. I dug out my keys and opened the back up, digging for my wallet. "Can I get your number too?" "Why don't we get your number and we can call you some time." She said seriously. "We don't have cell's yet or anything." "Ok." I replied, pulling one of my University business cards out. I found a pen and scribbled my cell number on the back and handed it to her, pulling her into my arms and giving her a soft kiss. "Thank you." She whispered, looking into my eyes for several seconds before pulling away. Tina slid in and hugged me tight as soon as her mother had vacated my arms. Her kiss was much more urgent and probing, clearly still wanting more. "Don't be a stranger." She said quietly as she stepped back. "Not if I can help it." I answered. I climbed into the truck and closed the door. As I started to drive off, I watched Amanda turn my card over and read the front. Her face at first looked startled, and then turned slowly to a smile before she looked up and blew me a kiss and a wave. I waved back, wondering what the look was about. New Friends Five years ago my wife Sue and I left behind the dark, dank climate and the economic and political doom and gloom of England in search of a new life in the beautiful, peaceful and sunny Languedoc region of the South of France. Both of us are keenly interested in good food, cooking, and enjoying the odd glass or three of wine. We came to the conclusion that most, if not all of our needs could be catered for here, with its long, hot, fragrant summers and short mild winters under a clear crystal blue Mediterranean sky. What could be better than having the sea full of finest fresh fish on our doorstep together with fields of exceptional fruit and vegetables? What's more the whole area is surrounded by mile after mile of some of the best vineyards in the world. It really is our own piece of heaven on earth. Luckily, Sue and I found that we had moved into an area that has a true local community, not just an area full of summer vacation homes, like so many other places in the sunnier climates. Those that turn into ghost towns during the winter after the seemingly endless stream of summer tourists depart. Our area is populated not just by the local French natives who are extremely warm and friendly but a wide variety of other nationalities, a real little United Nations. Life is almost perfect. The only fly in the ointment is that Sue, after a period of illness back in the UK, had lost all real interest in any form of sexual activity. We are both in our late 50's and I guess fairly ordinary looking for our age, slightly or even somewhat over weight with bits that used to be classed as perky now tending to head south. However, we do enjoy a good standard of living and are comfortable enough in each other's company and have no desire to part or go our own separate ways. Earlier in our marriage she used to be a real hottie, and was always leading the way in looking for new and different ways to spice up our sex life. Until recently, Sue had become more than happy with life as it was, just doing her own thing. She occasionally got turned on by something or other that lead to sex between us, but try as I might I was never able to find out exactly what it was that turned her on. Whenever I tried to talk to her about it, the subject became a closed book and lead to many heated disagreements. Hence, sex with Sue really was a rare occurrence, which was more than a shame as I love her dearly. That is what makes this story even more extraordinary. It all started early last summer, Sue and I were having a drink one lunch time on the terrace of a local Bistro. Sitting at the next table were a threesome of a man and two women who at first sight looked as if they could be sisters. Overhearing their conversation it was obvious that they were Brits, like us. Sue and I introduced ourselves and the five of us were soon deep in conversation having found much in common. Time and a few carafes of wine really did just slip by, the way it does when you click with people and are instantly on the same wavelength. Initially we had assumed they were on holiday but as it turned out they lived in the next village to ours and had done so for the last three years. It was a complete surprise to all of us since we thought we knew, or knew of, all of the ex-pats in the area. Before we left the bistro we exchanged addresses and phone numbers promising to get in touch. A few days later they called to invite us over for early evening drinks and nibbles, a very French thing to do. We arrived at 5pm while it was still very warm. In fact it was a perfect summer evening. They have a very nice villa set on its own grounds very similar to our own. Like ours, their property is surrounded on all sides by mature trees and shrubs, shielding the grounds from the neighbour's view making it very private. The main difference between our two homes was that theirs was completed by a beautiful in-ground swimming pool. At this stage I ought to introduce our hosts. Harry his wife Joan, and their friend Jean. They are of a similar age and background to ourselves and remarkably we all seem to enjoy the same things in life. On reflection it is easy to see why we had thought that Joan and Jean were sisters, their hair was a similar colour, and cut in a similar style. Later they told us that being the same dress size they could and did share each other's clothes. Harry said that at times even he could have trouble telling them apart. It was an interesting melange; Jean spoke of several liaisons over the years but she never married, nor did she seem to regret it, or the lack of her own children. She told us that she had known Harry and Joan for most of her life; in fact she and Joan met when they were at a private girl's school together in the South of England. When the couple suggested moving to the South of France joining them seemed like the natural thing for Joan to do. She sold her own house in England and put some of the money into the new Villa. They are such nice and easy going people but surprisingly they had made very few friends in the local area. Those friends they did have all seem to live a bit further away. I supposed this was real the reason we had never met before and why we had not even heard of them. Now of course things have changed and we in turn, have introduced them to many of our own friends. They proved to be perfect hosts; the wine flowed and the nibbles were excellent! It turned out that both Joan and Jean, like Sue and I, are first rate cooks. I knew instantly we would enjoy many excellent meals with them. Along with the wine, the conversation moved with ease touching on all the normal topics new would-be friends ask each other. Like us, Harry and Joan have two grown children, a boy and a girl, and two grandchildren. Harry had been an engineer with his own business and Joan stayed home to look after the kids. Jean used to have a top job with an advertising agency and had been a high earner. It was a lovely evening and a beautiful way to ease into a new friendship. Naturally, this sparked off similar gatherings at each other's homes, at restaurants and of course occasions with other friends in our circle. In no time the five of us became firm friends. However, the nature of our friendship was about to change in a most unexpected way. Sue had promised to loan Joan one of her cookbooks and asked me to drop it off for her on my way out one morning as I was going in that direction anyway. Arriving with book in hand, I was met at the door by Joan dressed in a light robe. With the sun shining through the material it was obvious that apart from the robe she was naked. Up till that moment I must say that I had not thought of her as anything other than a friend, but now I could very clearly see she was also a very attractive woman. She could not help noticing my eyes lingering longer than they should have done and I'm sure that as I watched, her nipples actually started to harden. "Hey Frank," that's me by the way. "My eyes are up here!" "Oops. Sorry. But the sun shining through your robe does not leave much to the imagination." "Sorry Frank. I guess we should have told you. We really have been meaning to but we never found the right moment to talk about it. Plus we were not sure how you would react. Maybe you and Sue would even think we are perverted. I guess I could tell you that I just got out of the shower." "Joan! Joan. Stop. You're rambling. Just get on with it. Whatever it is, it can't be that bad." She took a deep breath and spoke so quickly is was like she was spitting out the words. "The truth is that we normally like to be naked around the house. We only put clothes on if anybody is visiting. When the weather is warm enough we are always naked around the house, not just swimming and sunbathing in the nude. We were not sure that you and Sue would approve." "God, is that all! I thought you had some really nasty dire secret. If it puts your mind at rest, I too rarely wear any clothes around the house either. Apart from anything else it gets to darn hot to wear clothes. You really do not have to worry. Rest assured neither of us will mind. In fact I'm surprised that Sue has not already told you how naked I am through the summer, she has taken delight in telling just about everyone else. Sue is on the other hand more reserved, and never takes her own clothes off in public these days. She seems to have lost all her self confidence and thinks she is to fat and her body is ugly. But she does delight in going down to the naked city at Cap d'Agde and watch the world go by. "She is a real voyeur." It's a shame because for most of her life she was the same as you or I and would strip off at any excuse. She was no stranger to nudist beaches either." "Oh good. That is such a weight off our minds." She took the cookbook from my hand. "Hopefully we can all relax again. Do you have time to come out to the pool and have a drink?" "Aren't I a little over dressed for that?" "OK Frank let me re-phrase that. Do you want to take your clothes off and come out to the pool for a drink? You can leave your clothes in the lounge. While you strip I had better tell the others that you are here and that you are cool with the situation." I am still not sure I was ready for what followed but it certainly changed our relationship forever. We were all a little awkward at first and of course it is only natural to want to check out the view! Not a tan line in sight. Joan and Jean, even naked, still could have been easily mistaken as sisters. Joan's breasts are slightly rounder with big dark areola and nice firm looking nipples, whilst Jean's tilted slightly upward with big nipples at least as thick as my little finger and the best part of half an inch long even before they were aroused! Both girls were fully shaven and Joan's pussy lips hug down slightly and were longer and fatter than Jean's. I imagined when spread, they would look like beautiful butterfly wings, ideal to lick and suck. Mmm. Whilst Jeans appeared smoothly moulded to her mound. Harry's cock, I was pleased to see, looked about the same size as mine, nothing too far out of the ordinary or special. It's amazing how we men can get intimidated by the thought that your friend might have a bigger dick that you. However, we just might be slightly bigger than the average whatever that is. Joan broke into my voyeuristic pleasure saying, "Well do you like what you see?" I of course apologised for my staring. "Apology accepted," she said. "But that does not alter my question. Do you like what you see?" "Yes of course I do. You all look beautiful and brown all over. Even you Harry! I suppose I aught to ask if I pass muster as well. If our friendship is going to continue and grow it's obvious that we will be spending a lot of time naked together." Jean replied "I hope you are not offended but we don't really know yet since we have not seen you properly naked!" "How can I get any more naked than this?" "Ah," said Joan, "Jean and I believe a man is only truly naked when he is fully hard and erect for the world to see." "Interesting. And if a man has to be hard what applies for a woman?" "Being shaved as we are for a start. You never know . . . the rest we might tell you about another day." It took all my will power to keep control over my cock; it would have been so easy to just let it grow. With that she offered me a drink and the four of us settled down in the sun without further comment as if we had been naked together all our lives. A couple of beers and a swim later it was time for me to go. It would have been much nicer to have stayed in the sun with these lovely people, but unfortunately I still had some business to attend to. On returning home later in the day I told Sue how I had joined our nudist friends naked around the pool, but she already knew. Joan had phoned and told her all about it, hoping that they had not offended either of us as they valued our friendship too much. "Do you know," Sue commented, "they even promised to make sure that they were always clothed when we were coming around! I told her not to be so stupid and that we have always been comfortable with nudity." "What! Are you sure?" I was fairly stunned by Sue's remark. "That's not like you, or at least not like you recently. What's changed your mind?" "I do know but I have been seriously thinking about things recently, and I am getting concerned that I might be becoming old before my time. I do not know why, but unlike being with any of our other friends, around them I feel a lot more at ease. I feel that I don't have to keep up any false appearances if you know what I mean." "Yes, it's strange but I feel exactly the same way. Did you tell Joan about this?" "No, she and Jean are coming over for coffee tomorrow morning and I thought I might try and broach the subject then, if I can keep my nerve and only if they mention it and the nude sun bathing first though." As it happened the next day I was to fly to Germany to see a client and was not due back until the weekend. Even though we talked on the phone I did not hear anymore about the subject until my return on the Saturday morning. Sue told me that over coffee the other day she had, had a long chat with Joan and Jean and apparently got of her chest a lot of things that she had kept hidden for years. She expressed her desire to be totally comfortable in their company, dressed or naked it would not matter. Sue also assured them that she would endeavour not to be so straight-laced in the future. She said she had spent a lot of time explaining her feelings and how she had let her old self go of recent years. Sue even asked for their help to learn to relax promising to be more open with her attitudes and feelings. I must say this pleased me immensely and astonished me at the same time and I told her so. "Sue, it has been years since I heard you talk this way, your attitudes and feelings for the last few years have been a non-subject. Every time I have tried to even touch on the topic, it has been the cause for yet another augment. Why the sudden change of heart?" "I told you the other day I had realised how I am now seriously missing out on life and it is time to do something about it before it's too late. I have come to understand that although we are a lot closer to 60 than to 50, I still feel half that age in my head and it should not mean that I, we, should give up on life quite yet. We should continue to try new things, and live life to the full before it really does get too late." "Sue, I have been trying to tell you this for years." "I know," she said. "I am sorry that I was not willing to listen, but hopefully that too will change in the future. By the way we have been invited to spend the day around their pool tomorrow, if you want to go. Do you want to go?" "If you are sure that's what you want Sue, and then yes of course I do. I will phone Harry and let him know." The next day turn out to be another perfect day in the South of France. Clear blue skies without a cloud in sight and temperatures forecast to reach into the 30's Celsius. We had a leisurely breakfast and set off about 11.30 arriving a few minutes later. This time we were met at the door by a very naked Jean. She had not bothered with a robe and ushered us in to the house welcoming us in the French manner with a hug and kisses on the cheeks saying, "Come on outside and say hello to the others." I dropped my shorts, the only thing I was wearing, on the way, and emerged into the garden with Sue just behind me still wearing her dress. "I'm sorry," she said. "This is moving a bit fast for me. Does anyone mind if I keep my dress on for a bit? I promise I will take it off but I need to do so in my own time." We all told her to take her time, and one by one embraced each other together with the hugs and cheek kissing as part of the normal Hello ritual. I must admit that I forgot any sense of self control and allowed myself to get a raging hard on, much to the delight of the girls, who shouted, "look a properly naked Frank." Joan pinching my ass and Jean pulling me tight into her body as we kissed did not help much either. Cold beers were passed around and we all settled down getting comfortable with each other nakedness. After about half an hour or so Sue said, "Oh this really is silly!" She stood up and removed her dress surprising us all as she was naked beneath it. She was about to sit back down when Jean said, "Not so fast girl! You have seen us, now we want to look at you. Give us a twirl!" Sue again surprised us, and I think herself as well. She not only did a twirl but calmly walked over and stood in front of each of them in turn. By the time she got to Harry his cock was pointing straight out. "Mmm, nice cock," she said, and just as calmly walked back to her seat and sat down. Sue held her glass out to Jean saying, "After that I think I deserve another drink don't you?" The day progressed as any other with a nice lunch and a few dips in the pool just as if we had all been in our swim suits, without a hint of any form of sexual behaviour. Towards the end of the afternoon Sue turned to Joan and Jean and said "It has been intriguing me all day and I hope you don't mind but I have just got to ask. Why do you both shave your vaginas?" "Of course we don't, do we Jean. Harry has always preferred me to be kept clean and smooth both from an aesthetic perspective but also, and more importantly, we both find it much nicer during oral sex." With a grin she said "he hates spitting out hairs. When Jean came to live with us she just followed suit at Harry's suggestion." "But doesn't it itch when it grows back? I know mine did the few times I shaved." "Of course it would, but as we never let it grow so it just does not happen. Harry shaves us both once a week, or if he is not around we shave each other." "Wow. Hang on a minute does that mean what I think it does? Do you both have sex with Harry?" "Yes of course. And not just with Harry but each other as well. Sue, we had thought you had already worked that out for yourself. I know Frank did the last time he was here." "Is that right Frank?" Sue asked me. "Yes of course." "But why did you not say anything to me?" "Sue, I was afraid that you might think it 'not nice'. After all it would have been your normal reaction. Wouldn't it?" "Yes I guess you are right," Sue admitted. "And, how do you feel about it now?" "Honestly Frank, I think that it is lovely that three people can be so happy. Does that shock you? Was that the reaction you were expecting?" "No it's not, but I am sure that I can speak for us all when I say how pleased we are that you approve." Harry said, "God, that's good. We have been on tender hooks we did not know what your reaction might be. Had you taken it the wrong way, it may well have wrecked our friendship and that would have been disastrous. Sue, you have to understand we are used to keeping our sex life a secret. In the past, if others found out they neither understood or for that matter approved. It is the main reason we have so few friends here we have tended to keep to ourselves in the past. It is not like we even try to inflict our lifestyle on others. But I guess most of the people who have found out are just not sure about themselves or the strength of their marriages or maybe their own sexuality. Naturally they can get afraid." Sue stood up and walked over to Harry, "Stand up and give me a big hug," she said. "Harry that's the longest speech I have ever heard you say." As he stood up so did his cock. As they hugged it was trapped hard against her belly and when they parted she reached down and gave it a couple of long loving strokes. "I hope you don't mind Jean but I just could not help it." New Friends "Sue, so long as Frank doesn't mind you can play with Harry's dick any time you like. It will defiantly not bother Joan or me, and from that silly grin on his face I don't see him objecting either." "Sue," I pronounced, "you have my complete blessing to do what ever you want with Harry or the girls or all three of them together if you so desire. Of course that is, as long as you do not mind me joining in now and again." "That's enough for one day," admitted Sue. "I think it is defiantly time to go home. Harry, Jean, Joan I hope you don't mind us leaving, all of you have helped me move forward faster than I would have thought possible. If this is to be part of my new life then you have certainly given me a hell of a lot to think about. Thank you all. I will give you a call in the morning." With that she kissed them all goodbye, turned to pick up her dress and walked to the car still naked. When we got home she said, "I do not want to talk tonight, my thoughts are just too jumbled I am going to go to bed now, we'll talk in the morning." I poured myself a glass of scotch and sat down in front of the TV to watch the football. By the time I went to bed Sue was fast asleep. The next morning over breakfast Sue surprised me once again. "When I went to bed last night," She said, "I could not keep the events of the day out of my mind and I found myself very wet and excited. For the first time in I don't know how long, I actually masturbated." "Really? Did you enjoy it?" "Oh yes." Turning to face me she opened her gown, lent backwards, spread her pussy lips and fingered herself saying, "Look I'm still so wet at the thought. Please come back to bed and fuck me." I wish I could say it was a particularly loving affair but it wasn't, just an incredible animal like fuck, leaving us both drained and satisfied. Later in the day Sue, as promised, phoned Jean to thank her for yesterday. I overheard a few snippets of the conversation. It was obvious that Jean had asked how after some reflection Sue now felt. I heard Sue replying that if going to bed last night and masturbating like a young girl, then dragging me back to bed this morning and fucking me silly was anything to go by, then her world was defiantly looking up! I did not let on to Sue that I had overheard any of this. I thought it best to just let things flow and see how they would run their course. The next day I had to go to Barcelona for a couple of days to see some Spanish clients, so it was not until I arrived back home that I was to hear any more on the topic. As it turned out Jean and Joan had come round for a drink and a chat the day before. Sue told me later how the three of them went out into the garden to our back sun terrace, striped off their dresses and stretched out naked on the sun beds. This time Sue told me that she did not hesitate and undressed with her friends. "Joan said, 'Oh it's so hot today have you got any sun cream? I think we might burn if we are not careful.' I went into the house for the cream and came out finding both women laying on their fronts waiting for me to rub the sun cream onto them. When I had finished their backs, legs and bums, they rolled over asking me to do their fronts as well." "Did you?" I asked Sue. "Well yes, I could not find an excuse not to." "What happened next?" "I started with Jean pouring cream on my hands and gently rubbing it on to the top of her chest. Then I started on her stomach but she said 'Hey, what about my boobs? I don't want them to burn.' It was the first time I have ever touched another woman's breasts. As I rubbed in the cream her nipples just popped out and became really hard. I don't know what came over me but I even pinched them a few times. It felt lovely and made me feel so naughty. I really had to force myself to stop playing with her tits and to cover the rest of her body. After I had done her legs I really thought that I had finished but she spread her legs quite wide and kind of thrust up her pelvis and said 'Come on, I don't want my pussy to burn either'." "So did you apply the cream?" "Yes, I could not help myself. Jean had opened her legs so I just went for it and quickly rubbed it in. She was so wet and not from the cream! I'm sure she wanted me to do more but Joan was waiting for her turn." "Did you do the same job on Joan?" "Play with her tits and rub her pussy? Oh yes. You should see her nipples when hard they are amazing! Although she was very discreet about it I'm sure she may have cum on my fingers. After what happened later I not sure why she even tried to hid it." "For fuck sake what happened next to top that? Did you get creamed up as well?" "What the hell do you think? Yes of course I did." "So how did it felt having another woman rub cream onto your body?" Amazing. "Would it surprise you that both of them attacked me at the same time? At first they made me lay down on my front with Joan at my head and Jean at my feet. To start it was more like having a beautifully soothing massage; Joan rubbing up and down my back, arms and just brushing the sides of my tits. Jean doing my feet and legs up to the inside of my thighs, lightly brushing my pussy lips as she did. They kept it up until they met in the middle at my bum, each massaging one cheek. But not stopping there, sliding their fingers right down over the crack in my ass over my rosebud and down my slit to my pussy. Each taking a turn, first one then the other. I was in heaven, it was fantastic. Then they turned me over onto my back. This time they knelt on each side of me. By now I really was in heaven. It was as if I was floating above my body and looking down at myself as they played with my body. Not one bit was left out; all my erogenous zones were on fire. My ears were nibbled, my tits were massaged and gently stroked, my nipples pulled, pinched and bitten. I started to moan as they increased their efforts, pulling my legs apart and running their fingers up and down the insides of my thighs, tracing light patterns getting closer and closer to my pussy. Finally I grabbed a hand. I'm not sure whose it was at that moment in time I did not care, it did not matter. I needed it to play with my pussy. I could not help myself. I would not have been able to stop myself even if I had wanted to and believe me I did not want to. Hands, fingers, lips, rubbed and sucked my clit; fingers went deep into my cunt finding my G-spot. At one point Jean was finger fucking me and Joan was biting my nipples and had at least one finger in my ass. I lost count of the number of times that I came since it seemed like a continuous flow. I must admit that I really, really, enjoyed it. By the time they had finished my cunt was on fire. I have never been so hot, wet and exhausted before. By then we were all desperate for a drink and an opportunity to cool down. My legs were just like rubber and I could not have stood if I had tried. I had to ask Joan to go and fetch the drinks." Frank was really enjoying this by now he had his cock out and was slowly wanking. "Was that how the day ended?" "Hmm, not exactly. I'm not sure whether to tell you, or to show you!" "Boy, how much better can it have gotten? Now I am intrigued." "Well later in the afternoon when we had all cooled, down Joan complained that she thought she had got one of my pubic hairs stuck in her teeth. She turned to Jean saying, 'We really must do something about that bush'. And without another word she disappeared into the house and came back carrying a pair of scissors, a bowl of water and my razor. I really did not have any say about it, they ganged up on me! I really did try to put up a fight; I must have clamped my legs together for all of ten seconds! Well maybe five! Joan did the evil deed whilst Jean held my legs apart and pulled on my pussy lips so that the razor would not miss any hairs. Then she stuffed two fingers in my ass and said that she was just checking for stray hairs. When they had finished they insisted that they got to taste their work. I ended up with rubber legs again!" Lifting her skirt Sue asked, "What do you think?" "I think I need to taste their work as well." Now I, like Harry, now have another weekly job to perform. But this is one task I actually look forward to! Unfortunately, we did not get to spend too much time with the lovely threesome over the next few weeks, due to a combination of work and other social commitments. We did meet manage to meet up for lunch a couple of times and of course the girls, being girls, spent a lot of time on the phone. About a month later I was informed that the girls and Sue were going to throw a barbeque pool party for Harry's birthday. I also was informed that I would be cooking. Nothing new there, I'm sure at times I only ever get invited to barbeques to cook! It was to be a fairly big affair with all their French neighbours and as well as a fair number of friends from the Euro ex-pat community. Everyone was told to bring their swimming costumes. I did suggest that everyone should just get naked and skinny dip but it was not thought to be a good idea. The world is full of spoilsports. I must say that it went off very well and that the afternoon was a great success. Harry enjoyed it immensely and if the comments of the guests were anything to go by, so did they. The last stragglers left around 7pm and by the time we had finished the washing and clearing up we were all quite knackered. At Harry's suggestion we retired to the lounge and he poured us all a large brandy. Harry sat between Joan and Jean on one settee, and Sue and I shared the other. We were enjoying the moment of piece and quite, letting the excitement of the day drift over us. After a while Harry came around a toped up our glasses, the heat of the day was now dissipating and the warmth of the alcohol was taking over, a mellowness had overtaken us all. Sitting down again, Harry turned on the TV and started flipping channels, and as usual even with hundreds to choose from the choice of programmes was diabolical. "Does anyone want to watch a DVD?" Harry asked. I'm not sure any of us really cared but Sue said why not. With that Harry must have pushed the start button on the DVD player and there on the large screen TV was Joan bouncing up and down fully impaled on Harry's cock. Looking genuinely shocked Harry hit the off button immediately. "Oh shit, sorry. We must have left that in there, its ages since we last watched a DVD." Sue piped up with a girlish laugh. "Spoil sport! I was enjoying that. It's been ages since I've seen anything good on the telly! Go on put it back on again." Joan grabbed the controller from Harry "Don't you dare, I'll never be able to look them in the eyes again." "Oh come on you can't stop now it was such a tantalising glimpse, don't be a spoil sport, we want to see the rest don't we Frank. Please Joan. What do you think Jean? Harry?" They looked at each other and in unison said they didn't mind but it has to be Joan's decision. "Oh please Joan, it looked so horny." "OK, OK, OK I give in! But on one condition," she said with a laugh. "If we are going to watch it I insist we all get naked first, we've had clothes on all day!" It was amazing just how fast we shed our clothes; within seconds we were all naked. Harry explained that they had made the video last year and even though he and Joan had made the odd home movie over the years they had never done anything like this. They had been bored one day and although he was not sure now how the idea had come up they all had agreed it could be a lot of fun. Joan had written the story, if that is what it is, and each of them took turns as the director, the camera man and of course the star. It was never intended that anyone other than them would ever see it. Although the lighting in the room was low it was still light enough to see each other clearly. We all settled back down and Harry made sure that the DVD was set to the beginning, handed the controller to Joan and said quietly, "Go on then push the start button, you still have time to back out." The next moment the screen flickered and their car was seen coming down the drive. The girls got out of the car both wearing very short wrap tartan skirts and totally transparent blouses, Joan's white and Jean's black. Their sexy little bras beneath it were plain to see almost as if they were naked from the waist up. When Jean swung her legs around to get out of the car, her skirt rode up and the camera zoomed in to reveal her white stockings and suspenders. She was not wearing her knickers. As the camera zoomed in tighter her hand strayed to her pussy and a finger slid up and down her slit. God was she wet. Her juices were dripping off her fingers and down her legs. The camera followed her fingers up to her mouth as she sucked them dry. The film had hardly started and already my cock was as hard as I can remember it being for an awful long while. Joan looked over and said "Someone seems to be enjoying this." Sue reached down, wrapped her hand around it and gave it a quick wank. Harry, not to be left out, had Jean playing with his balls. The next shot showed the girls coming around the side of the house to the pool, they stripped each other down to their underwear and moved onto a sun bed where they kissed and played with each other for what seemed like forever. They kept moving all the time and ended up eating each other out in the classic 69 position. Once or twice Harry came into shot and plugged his cock into a waiting cunt, pulling out and replaced the cunt with the willing, waiting mouth below. Moving around, he repeated the exercise from the other side. Gauging by the noise the girls were making they must have cum at least once each on Harry cock let alone on each other's fingers and tongues. The neighbours must have wondered what the hell was going on next door when they were making this. At one point Joan got up and walked into the house. The camera following her every move, she opened a cupboard by the side of the TV and got out a long, pink, jelly-like, double ended dildo which she plugged straight into her cunt. She walked back outside slightly bow legged, holding it pointing upward so lit looked as if she had just grown a long thick cock! Jean, swivelled around to face her, her legs spread, finger fucking herself, waiting to be impaled by the big rubber cock. She did not have to wait long. For the next five minutes or so they fucked each other's brains out. All the time Harry was moving around capturing the action. The camera stabilised and it became obvious that it had been put on a tripod as Harry walked back into the shot, his cock leading the way, the girls still inextricably linked by the double ended dildo. Without ceremony he stuffed his cock into Jean's mouth and she started lapping on it like a bitch in heat. Not content, he gave Joan the same treatment. After a while he lay on his back on the adjoining sun bed and gently stroked his cock until both the girls took turns mounting him. My god I was impressed he seemed to have the ability go on forever. In his place I know I would have not lasted five minutes. In the end he stood up and the girls knelt at his feet as he finally erupted with a fantastic cum shot covering both their faces with thick globules of creamy white spunk. The film ended with the girls licking each others faces clean and swapping spunk from mouth to mouth. I asked him later how he managed to last so long. Ah, little blue pills! I really must get a truck load. I must admit both Sue and I have seen a good number of porno's over the years but nothing quite like this. Together with the fact that the five of us were in the same room naked and watching each other and the video at the same time made the whole experience so fucking horny. Sue was openly masturbating and Harry had his fingers deeply buried in both of the girls' cunts. I looked at Harry and nodded at Sue. He smiled and nodded back which was how I ended up fucking Joan and tonguing Jean's drenched cunt while she sat on my face. But that, as they say, is another story. New Friends The ad had been simple enough, "couple looking for mr right". I replied thinking that there was probably a rat's ass chance that anything would come out of it, but ya' know, nothing ventured, nothing gained. They would probably recieve a thousand responses and it had already been up for almost an entire day by the time I saw it, so I imagined they most likely had selected some lucky dude already. But I took a few minutes and crafted a response that was a paragraph and a half giving my basics and trying hard to sound sincere, not just a crazy horndog looking for the first available piece of ass that came along. To my surprise it worked. Later that evening I received a response that told me a little more about them and what they were interested in as well as asked for more detail about me. I got back to them, sent along a photo, then was rewarded almost immediately with one of the two of them. They were pleasant, normal looking people, not traffic stoppers either of them, but certainly attractive enough that the concept of getting initimate with them had me hard in no time at all. His name was Phil and he and I made plans to meet for a cup of coffee the next morning around ten. We selected a Starbucks that was about five minutes from my place and ten minutes from theirs. At the appointed time I found him waiting for me at a table. After grabbing a cuppa, I introduced myself and sat down. Following some small talk I got to the point and asked why they had decided to consider me. "Well, you're right. We got a lot of responses to the ad, but most of them were kinda disgusting and we could tell from some of the others that they weren't what we were looking for. We've never done anything like this before, so we need to take it slowly with someone we feel we can be comfortable with. Your e-mail was articulate and Chrissy liked your photo too." "Well, I'm flattered." "To tell the truth, we're not exactly certain how to proceed from here. She's not totally comfortable with the idea of just jumping into bed with someone else." I thought about it for a bit, then offered a suggestion. "How about meeting for a drink out somewhere to all get to know each other a little better?" "That's fine, but I still don't think she'd be into having sex after that." "What about if I just watch?" Phil gave me a puzzled look, so I proceeded to explain to him about a pair I had seen a couple times. They would make out, then undress and copulate while I watched. At some point I would also strip down and masturbate. The woman would watch me and as soon as I ejaculated, she would come like a freight train. He liked the sound of that scenario. "But lets skip the drinks. Let me see when I could line something up for you to come to our place. I'll check with her first, but I believe I could get her buy-in on this." We switched topics and finished our coffees before heading out. It was several days before I heard from Phil again. - - - "Hey, whatcha' upta' this afternoon?" "Nothing that I couldn't cancel." "C'mon over. We're both horny as all hell right now and she's ready to put on a show for you." I was out the door and in my car in about thirty seconds. Within ten minutes I was pulling into the driveway of a white split level house in a suburb that bordered on one of the flashier sections of town. Phil greeted me at the door and no sooner had I set foot inside than Chris appeared. She was much cuter than her photo had indicated. Her dirty blonde tresses were several inches longer and highlighted with lighter streaks. She looked a little anxious, but still smiled warmly. Her attire was simple, faded jeans and a yellow tank top. Contrasting bright pink bra straps peeked out at her shoulders and she was barefoot. Chris offered me a cold beer and after the three of us clinked bottles, she disappeared. Phil gave me a sly grin. "I don't think I've ever seen her so horny. I presented your idea with regard to watching us and initially she was kinda lukewarm about it, but little by little she has warmed up, to the point where an hour ago she pretty much demanded I call and request your presense." I sucked on my beer as Phil continued. "She loves to fuck, but lately it's taken a bit to get her motor going. This is the first time in months that she has actually initiated anything." A minute later Chris reappeared. Gone were the jeans and top, replaced by a short slik robe, tied at the waist by a sash. After sidling over to Phil, she took his hand and led him from the living room then up the half flight of stairs. I followed along and we ended up in what was obviously a master bedroom with king size bed, a couple dressers, and a single chair. The curtains were drawn closed, blocking out the bright afternoon sun, but resulting in a warm glow in the room. Glancing over at me, she undid the sash and I watched intently as Phil slipped the robe off her shoulders, giving me the first view of her naked body. Her breasts were small but well defined orbs with pale pink nipples that initially lay flat against their aureoles but grew fat and firm as Phill played with them. He held her tightly and kissed her, running his hands down her back to grasp her asscheeks. She ground her body against his and moaned softly. Phil peeled off first his T shirt, then his jeans and finally his briefs. A moderately sized cock sprang free and was immediately in Chris's hand. She stroked it and fondled his balls as he continued to pinch and play with her nipples. Their tongues wandered in and out of each others' mouths and I could hear their breathing become more rushed and insistent. Chris slid slowly down the front of Phill until her face was even with his waist, then she went lower and in the process opened her mouth. I watched as first the head and then the shaft of his cock disappeared into it. She sucked away, the vacuum in her mouth creating hollows in her cheeks before she began a slow, sensual up and down as she fondled his balls. By this point I had also stripped and sitting down in the chair, began stoking my own rigid shaft, keeping time with the bobbing of Chris's head. I spit on my hand to simulate the moistness of her mouth. Eventually it seemed as though Phil was about to cum, but Chris halted then moved to the bed where she lay back with her legs dangling over the edge and spread them, displaying a thatch of brown curls as well as glistening pink vulvae that were begging for attention. Phil proceeded to do exactly that, kneeling on the floor and burrying his face in her snatch. He was very demonstrative, making sounds and shaking his head back and forth as he pleasured Chris. She could no longer see me so I rose and stood at the foot of the mattress where she could easily keep an eye on me while I masturbated. Her eyes locked on mine and soon she groaned in ecstasy as she climaxed with Phil's face buried between her legs. After she had quieted some, Phil climbed onto the bed, pushing her backwad while climbing atop and between her legs. Guiding his tool with one hand, he inserted it between her pink pussylips, shoving it all the way in, then driving it in and out with great vigor. I continued to stand at the foot of the bed where they both could clearly see. Chris's breasts jiggled away as Phil fucked her, pounding away for twenty minutes or so. She made little animal like noises, cumming at least once before he finally did, blasting his wad deep inside her. They lay there for several minutes as they caught their breath, then Phil looked at me. I'd stopped stroking myself, but my pole was still rigid, the tip of it glistening with pre-cum. Chris looked at me as well. Phil broke the silence. "Why don't you give poor Dave a hand with that thing?" Chris rose and after a quick trip to the bathroom came back with a handtowel in her left hand. With her right, she grasped my penis and slowly worked it up and down. Her fingers around my shaft felt incredible. They were soft and delicate yet firm and purposeful. She pumped away with her hand just as she had done with her mouth on Phil until I came, then deftly slipped the towel into position just as I gushed a big stream of gooey white ejaculate. She continued to work away at it until every last drop had been spent and I was reduced to a puddle of overstimulation. We all dressed and I headed home shortly after. I really hoped that there would be a return visit sometime and that they had enjoyed it as much as I had. The sensation of her digits stroking my rod remained in the forefront of my conciousness for several hours. I was dying to feel it again soon. - - - Several days later I was rewarded with another phonecall from Phil. This time it was not so urgent and we made plans to get together after dinner. When I arrived, this time it was Chris that greeted me at the door, already wearing the silk robe. Phil was nowhere in sight as she led the way upstairs, undoing the sash on the robe as she did. As soon as we entered the bedroom it slid down and to the floor. Phil was lying on the bed naked, stroking a hard-on which she lost no time in attending to, wrapping her lips around it and sticking her ass up in the air in the process. This resulted in a glorious display of her lovey clam. I stripped down and parked in the chair again, stroking away as they went through their routine of her sucking his pole, then him lapping away at her twat before giving her a good hard fucking missionary style. This time though, after he had pumped his load deep inside her, she came directly over to me, took my cock in her hand, and began pumping. When I came she knew I was ready to and this time she pointed it directly at her chest. My jizz spewed all over her tits and after I was finished, she spread the gooey stuff all over. As I left, Chris was heading for the shower and Phil was about to join her . Descending the stairs I heard "We'll be in touch." - - - It turned out to be a couple weeks after that. They both caught the flu, which put them out of commission for a bit, but eventually Phil called and said they were "ready and rarin'" again. They both greeted me at the door and we ended up sharing some wine before heading to their bedroom. Chris was wearing a T shirt and a pair of pink boyshort panties the whole time, but they were quickly dispensed of once she was upstairs. This time they reversed the order and Phil lapped away at her pussy before she sucked his cock. They added a little doggy style to their routine before Chris ended up on her back with Phil slamming away at her until they both came heavily with a lot of loud noises accompanying their thrashing bodies. I was standing while I watched and after Chris recovered a bit she came over to me and grasped my cock gently. Then she sank to her knees and studied it intently as she stroked and caressed it. Much to my surprise she leaned forward and kissed the tip of it then swirled her tongue over the head, licking off the precum that had gathered there. Then she parted her lips and slowly drew first the head and then most of the shaft into mouth. It was heavenly feeling. She was an expert, knowing where I would be sensitive, never making contact with her teeth, her mouth hot and juicy. It felt just like a pussy, but with the added benifit of a tongue dancing all over the head and shaft of my member. I glanced over at Phil who smiled approvingly as she sucked away on me. Before too long I felt the rising surge of an oncoming orgasm. "I'm going to come!" Chris had one hand around the base of my shaft and kept her mouth firmly wrapped around the head as she pumped away, taking me over the edge. I blasted a huge load over her tongue and she swallowed every last drop. A few minutes later she disappeared into the bathroom, leaving Phil and I alone. "You look like one happy camper." Phil said, a grin on his face. "That was a lovely surprise today." I responded. "I had no idea she was going to go the next step. She's been talking quite a bit about how hot it is to have you involved. Our sex life has inproved immensely too." "Oh yeah?" "Uh huh. In fact both of the other times you visited us we went for a second round as soon as you left. It's been a long time since I've been able to get her to keep going." "Glad to be of service." I said as I pulled on my clothes. "I'll disappear now so that you two can continue." "Thanks, talk to you soon buddy." - - - This time the call came the very next day. I had to cancel an appointment in order to join them, but I couldn't resist the opportunity. Phil had told me to just let myself in. I did so and headed directly for the bedroom. This time they were both already naked and in bed. I undressed slowly as they proceeded to make out, long languid kisses that involved a lot of tonguework. The covers slid down and their naked bodies revealed. I watched as they caressed and fondled each other all over. I could clearly see that Chris was very wet and that her labia were swollen and distended. This girl needed desperately to be fucked right then and there. Phil proceeded to do exactly that, first with her sprawled on her back as he rode her with vigor. After ten or fifteen minutes though, he spun her over onto all fours and mounted her from behind. Her breasts dangled and jiggled as he banged away at her. She was lost in the moment and was emitting little animal sounds. There was a space between Chris and the headboard. Trying not to distract them, I slipped up onto the bed and knelt there, stroking myself right in front of Chris. At first her gaze was glued on my manhood but then she looked me in the eyes with a pleading expression. I inched my way torward her until she was able to take my cock in her mouth. Phil continued to drive away at her and the force of his exertions drove her forward onto my shaft with every thrust. My hands rested comfortably on her shoulders and Phil gripped her firmly at the hips. She started to moan. When I eventually came, I too moaned in ecstasy. Hearing this must have driven Phil over the edge as well, as he also climaxed, bucking like a bronco rider as he did. I looked at Chris and she seemed to be in a place of total bliss, eyes closed and a smile discernable even though my cock still filled her mouth. Once we all stopped trembling in the sheer joy of a shared set of orgasms, Phil and I pulled out, allowing Chris to roll onto her back. Her body went limp and she started giggling which then turned into a full fledged laugh. "I've never had two cocks at once. That was... heavenly." When I got dressed, Phil did as well. He saw me to the door and I asked him if they were going to do it again after I left. "I think I'm going to make her wait a bit today, tease her for an hour or two before we head for the bedroom again." I laughed and said "You're bad." After a pause, I added "Next time I'd like to try something new." "Like what?" "I want to start things off by going down on her." Phil grinned. "Let's see how it goes. I think she's probably ready for that. After all she's sucked your cock twice now, it's probably time for you to return the favor." "Kinda how I was seein' it." He gave me a thumbs up and I left. - - - The very next day Chris called. "I'm naked and about ready to jump Phil's bones if you want to join us." "Wouldn't want to miss that." I immediately went to my car. At their house, Phil let me in and we headed for the bedroom. Sure enough there lay Chris, naked and playing with her nipples. She smiled at me and both Phil and I undressed. He leaned over her and kissed her, first on the forehead, then each nipple, and finally on the lips. Reaching for her knees, he spread her legs wide apart then gestured for me to make myself at home. I lay prone between them, my face at her thighs, my mouth mere inches from her sex. Inching forward I kissed each thigh, followed by a peck on her soft sparse pubic curls, and finallly her labia. A small shudder ran through her body. Reaching out with my tongue, I began softly lapping away at her lips, getting them moister and moister. Soon they parted easily and the inner pink softness blossomed in front of me. I probed with the tip of my tongue, found her vaginal entrance, and penetrated into it as far as I could. She was delicious and juicy. Moving upward, I located her clitoris and tickled it with the tip of my tongue. As I felt it engorge, my stimulation became more forceful and she began to writhe in pleasure, arching her back to force her crotch more firmly against my face. I worked a hand up between her legs and inserted a finger into her, continuing all the while to stimulate her love button with my tongue. I explored her inner cavity and added a second digit. Stopping the stimulation of her clit, I finger fucked her for a while then resumed my position with my face buried between her thighs before focusing soley on manipulating her clit, flicking away at it with a combination of long slurping movements and rapid staccato like jabs of my tongue tip. I could feel the orgasm rising in her. She continued to force herself against my face until suddenly she squealed. Her thighs clamped around my head and her juices flowed in my face. I'd never seen a woman so wet. "Phil, I think she's ready for you." Phil took up his positon between her legs and slammed away at her like that for a bit. This time when they flopped over with her on all fours her head was right at the edge of the bed. I stood in front of Chris and offered my tool to her. Into her mouth it disappeared as she greedily administered to it. Phil was first to cum this time, but Chris was close behind and as soon as I felt her crescendo I did as well, again blowing my wad deep down her throat, gagging her a little in the process. She coughed but immediately recoverd and gave us another example of her infectious laugh. - - - On Sunday my cel rang around two thirty in the afternoon. It was Phil and they were interested in getting together. I was an hour outside of town, so it took me until almost four to get to their place. He met me at the door. "I was thinking." he started. "I'd like to go back to the beginning when you just watched, OK?" "OK" I replied, disappointment settling in. The entire drive I had been dreaming of my face between her thighs and the wonderful way she tasted. Phil continued. "But this time I'll be the one watching and stroking myself." Wow. I coulndn't believe I'd actually just heard this. He was going to turn his sweet wife over to me and sit there and watch? "Really?" "Really." Upstairs, Chris was just coming out of the bathroom, wearing a bright yellow cotton thong which she proceeded to peel off as Phil and I undressed. They then embraced and kissed before he coaxed her onto her back on the bed. Stepping away, Phil gestured an invitation to make myself at home. Settling in between her creamy thighs I began ministering to her pink folds with my tongue, probing until I found her love kernel then tormenting it until she erupted. With every visit her orgasms seemed to be more intense and this was no exception. Glancing over at Phil, I rose slightly, moving my body upward into a position that permitted me access to her rigid nipples, first tweaking them with my fingertips and then licking and sucking on them. Chris responded with a heaving chest and moans of delight. After a few minutes of attending to her breasts, I moved further upward to kiss her neck and earlobes, then chin, cheek, and finally lips before settling in for some serious spit swapping and tongue wrestling. At this point, my swollen cock was pressed firmly against her patch of soft pubic fur and we proceeded to grind our crotches against each other. Repositioning myself, I let my shaft slip lower and then between her thighs so that I could slide it back and forth against her sodden quim. She was totally lost in the fever of the moment, a woman in heat wanting nothing other than to have her cunt filled with throbbing manmeat. New Friends I looked over at Phil. He was stroking away on his swollen shaft, a huge grin on his face. I watched as he mouthed the words "Go for it." Repositioning myself again ever so slightly brought the tip of my cock directly into contact with Chris's pussy. With a little push, the head entered her and she squirmed slightly, attempting to impale herself further on the shaft. I pushed more, burying the entire length deep inside her. Chris gasped and opened her eyes. I think she suddenly realized that it wasn't her husband's member inside her, but then she relaxed and gave herself up to the pure pleasure of the moment, wrapping her hands behind my neck and interlacing her fingers. I began to slowly pump away. She was delightful inside - hot, tight, and slippery. We settled in to a slow, languid rythm cock sliding against vagina, occasionaly hitting against her cervix. At one point she whispered in my ear a simple "Fuck me baby, mmmm... fuck me, just like that, yeah.". When she came, it was explosive, with a wail that came from somewhere deep inside. Her legs were wrapped tightly around my hips and she squeezed me tightly with both her legs and arms. That drove me over the edge and I too erupted, blasting my seed deep inside her. We lay there like that for several minutes while our hearts stopped racing and we caught our breath. Remembering that Phil was there, we both looked in his direction where he sat, no longer stroking his swollen member, but still grinning from ear to ear. I slid out and off of Chris and she slipped off the bed to head for Phil. Reaching for his cock she grasped it and it twitched, immediately spurting a geyser of creamy white goo that splattered all over her chest and abdomen. My juice was now running down the inside of her thigh as well and she scooted off for the bathroom. The sound of the shower running soon issued forth. Phil gave me a thumbs up and headed in the same direction. Returning with two moistened washcloths he handed me one. I mopped off the residue of lovemaking and dressed. "That was incredible. I loved watching." "It was pretty intense." "She was like an animal with you." I just smiled and tied my shoes. As I started to head out, Chris emerged from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her torso. I gave her a long embrace and she countered with a similiar kiss. "I'm so glad we decided to include you in our lovemaking Dave." "Me too." New Friends Recently I have been receiving the impression my wife wants to enjoy other partners. I don't mean she wants to dispense with me -- she is still very affectionate and she says that she loves me -- but rather that she wants to swing. It is nothing she has said or done directly, just the odd comment I have picked up here and there, the glances she trails after people sometimes. However, the idea makes me feel extremely uncomfortable, so whenever I perceive her mind wandering in that direction I ignore or suppress it, mentioning how happy I am with her and how there is no other girl for me. And though she always responds with an appropriate degree of affection, she never exactly reciprocates with her own verbal affirmation of commitment. Perhaps it is because we were married quite young -- when she was young, that is -- and now that she is hitting her late twenties and approaching her physical prime, her libido is receiving a boost. Whatever the reason, she is certainly in spectacular physical condition: with firm, ripe flesh, curvaceous, deep pink lips and rich brown hair. Her eyes are large and green, and she has the kind of figure to make any variety of clothing appealing. Like I say, I'm not too sure what the reason is, and I can't point to any direct evidence per se, but in recent months I have just been getting this impression that she wishes to expand our sexual liaisons. All of which came to a head last week. We were attending a party hosted by a new couple we had got to know through our daughter at nursery school. She had befriended another little girl, and my wife had had her and her mother over to play a couple of times and they had returned the invitation. The mother was a large women, not fat but tall and strong in the body, still feminine, with broad shoulders and a large, prominent bosom, long, powerful legs with thick thighs and shortish, sandy blond hair. She was the type of women to dominate a social group, loud and confident, authoritative, always well dressed, well spoken, and not one to suffer fools gladly. She was quite fun, I thought, on the few occasions that I'd met her, but I was glad it wasn't me that was married to her; my wife was far more demure. Her husband (whom I had only seen the once at a summer fete, but hadn't spoken to) was small and weasel-like, with mousy brown hair and a wispy moustache and glasses. For all that he didn't look a pushover, but the type of man to sit behind political figures; he had something of the Richelieu about him. These two lived in quite a grand house on the edge of town, a little drive into the country. It had many rooms and was decorated in the classical Georgian style; everywhere were flowers in antique urns and delicately spindled hall tables and lounge chairs; floor to ceiling curtains of rich crimson fabric, and there was even a crest of armour in the main entrance hall. Anyhow, this evening my wife was quite excited and was busy telling me about the place and all the rooms it had as we made ourselves ready. We decked out quite smart and set off around nine-ish, not wanting to arrive too early. When we got there, the place was in full swing. There must have been at least a hundred guests, many of whom were spilling out into the driveway and the immaculate garden at the rear. The atmosphere was one of decadence and sophisticated revelry, with music emanating at a reasonable volume -- not too loud that you couldn't hear your conversation, but not too quiet that it didn't feel like a party. Many of the guests were already quite drunk, and when we picked our way round the side of the house to go in via the back I noticed some of the women in the pool at the bottom of the garden were topless. Maria, our hostess, collared us in the breakfast room as we made our way in from the patio in the back, and hugged and kissed us both warmly in welcome. You could tell she was an experienced party-giver, and was evidently unfazed and enjoying herself, despite the potential hazards on offer with so many guests (some already quite drunk) and so much finery on show. She must have caught me looking nervous because she grabbed my hand protectively. She smiled maternally at Rhianna, my wife, and said affectionately, 'You didn't tell me he was nervous, Rhianna,' Then she took my wife's hand and guided us skilfully through the revellers. 'Come, first we must get you a drink and then I want to show you around. Your hubby hasn't seen the place yet.' Becky grinned at me excitedly behind her back as she led us off to the bar, equipping us with two large and impressive looking cocktails, before sweeping us off on the tour. All the while she kept up her chatter, telling us stories attached to this and that bit of furniture, or what her children had done in this room or that -- she had two elder ones from a previous marriage -- and still managing to engage all of those she met on the way politely and sincerely, introducing us to the notables and fielding questions and queries unperturbed from all those she encountered: there were more glasses in the cellar, she thought; there was probably some plasters in the draw by the television in the front room; and so on. After a while we came to a second floor drawing room. It was stylishly decorated in gold and cream, with expensive drapes and ornate furnishings. There were some bookshelves and in the middle of the room a divan, upholstered in embroidered gold velvet. On it sat two gentlemen, smartly dressed in tuxedos, handsome and rugged looking, like the kind you see modelling outdoor-wear catalogs. They rose when we entered and Maria approached them and kissed them familiarly on the cheeks. 'Darlings,' she enunciated outlandishly, 'This is the girl I was telling you about. And her husband.' She turned to the two of us, 'Rhianna, these are the designer friends I was telling you about the other week. She smiled at my wife as she said this, and beckoned her over giving her hands to the two gentlemen by way of introduction -- my wife is a web designer by trade. The two men started to make polite conversation and Maria, seeing that her intros had worked according to form, turned to me with a twinkle and put her arm in mine. 'Now, there is still something I want to show you, too,' she said somewhat conspiratorially, and led me towards the door way. I glanced over my shoulder as we exited, not wanting to be rude to our hostess but a little bit nervous about leaving my wife alone with two such strapping young men, with them apparently having so much in common as well, but my wife just smiled at me happily and blew me a kiss, laughing at the exuberance of our hostess and winking at me to 'Have fun'. With that I was whisked along the corridor and up a small flight of stairs, stepping over a couple quite far advanced in traditional ceremony of love-making at parties -- in other words snogging with abandon and him with his hand creeping up her shirt. Up the stairs we passed another row of doors, with much fewer people milling about than on the lower two floors but still a couple of bedrooms that appeared to be occupied. As we passed one open door I couldn't help but notice two women wearing nothing but underwear, erotic underwear at that -- black stockings and garters and lacy, push-up bras. They were standing at the foot of a poster bed and gliding their hands up and down each others bodies evocatively. Behind them on a some chairs and a small sofa sat a group of observers, a couple of men and a woman. My hostess just smiled at me knowingly and searched my eyes to see what reaction she found there. She pressed me on to the end of the hallway. There, through a doorway, we came to the last room in the attic, within which was various odds and ends scattered higgledy-piggledy, boxes and furnishings of one kind or another, clearly some sort of storeroom. She led me behind a ladies dressing screen where she turned to me directly and put her arms about my shoulders. 'Now I've brought you up here because ever since I met you I wanted to invite you over...' She delicately flicked the hair from aside my ear and moved forward closer to me, heaving her gigantic bosom against my chest. Despite finding this incredibly erotic, for some reason I pulled back a bit, knocking into some boxes behind me. 'Oh don't worry,' she assured me, stepping forward again and pulling me towards her by the lapels of my jacket, 'I've cleared it with your good wife and she said it would do you good to get a good seeing to from another women. She said that you'd probably be too embarrassed to do it in front of her, however, so I should sneak you away on your own for the first time, in order to make you feel comfortable.' Her hand was tickling up and down my chest suggestively and she'd put on a bit of a pout; it didn't altogether suit her powerful frame, but nevertheless she managed to pull it without incongruence. 'But what about your husband?' I stammered feebly, trying to extricate myself sideways towards the door. 'Oh, don't worry about him,' she laughed, 'We have a very open relationship. He's probably downstairs right now, having his way with some strumpet or other. And if he isn't he will be later, I'll make sure of it. We're perfectly comfortable with each other. Didn't you notice what kind of party this is?' Suddenly I began to get rather nervous, and backed away concertedly, 'Still, I'd better just check with my wife,' I asserted, leaving her jacket in my hands as I twisted free, 'I wouldn't want to get this wrong and have her upset for cheating.' And with that I darted desperately through the door. Quickly, I trotted back down the hallway the way we had come, unable to resist another glance in the bedroom where the two women were now coiled on the bed together, their lingerie scattered across the floor and bedspread. I moved swiftly, skipping down the stairs and squeezing passed the couple who were now standing in the archway of the stairwell, one of her legs up around his waste and him grinding away at her jerkily. I didn't check to see if they were actually doing it yet. When I got back to the room where we had left my wife, however, I was shocked to find the position she was in. But before I could react, our hostess came up behind me and held me to her, restraining me securely with an arm across my chest and a hand around my waste reaching down to my crotch. My wife was standing before the divan, one of the men she had been talking to close behind her and the other kneeling at her feet. The man behind her was caressing his hands up and down the sides of her torso and kissing her delicately on the neck, and the one at her feet was sliding his fingers up and down her smooth, bare legs. Each time his hands went a little further up under her dress, before slipping back down again to the straps of her shoes about her ankles. My wife herself didn't look at all perturbed. Quite the contrary, in fact, as she had her eyes closed and was lolling her head back, ruffling her fingers through the hair of the man in front of her and emitting small murmurs of pleasure. Maria, meanwhile, kept her forearm strongly across my chest, hand flat on my breast to restrain me, while the other she slipped down the front of my trousers and cupped my genitals securely in her palm. She had large hands, and, paralysed briefly by the contradictory emotions stirred by the scene set before me, I could feel myself swelling to an involuntary semi-erection. My penis quivered with indecision, unsure whether as to burst forward in excitement or cower in submission. Meanwhile Maria began massaging and squeezing it rhythmically, encompassing the whole of my ball-sack and tickling my perineum with the tips of her long, elegant fingers. She had even more strength in her body than I figured, and there was something else that stayed me in being pulled to her so, something else that prevented me from lurching forward and wresting my partner from the caresses of the two strange men. Somehow, between here and the upstairs room where she had accosted me, Maria had removed her dress and was now suited in an expensive looking black satin bustier. It incorporated a lilac paisley pattern with lace garters and her legs were covered by buff coloured stockings. The bustier shunted her big bosom upwards to display her cleavage magnificently . I could feel it heaving heavily as my back pressed against it. Meanwhile my wife seemed to be slipping ever deeper into the throws of a trance, occasionally raising her eyelids enough to cast me a furtive glance, before closing them again and submitting herself to her evidently increasing desire. By now her dress was down at her ankles, and the man at her feet was nuzzling his face between her legs. The gentleman behind her was groping her titties through her bra, which was made only of the finest meshed material, and still kissing her neck and shoulders provocatively. She was positively squirming with pleasure by now, and the moans she made were getting louder and more articulate. With her hands she now ruffled the man at her feet's hair vigorously, pressing him into her as she did so and gyrating her buttocks against the crotch of the fellow behind her. Presently, after removing her brassiere and allowing her perfectly-formed tits to pop out buoyantly into the air, nipples pink and swollen, the man on the floor rose up from his kneeling position. He slid his face up her body as he did so and kissed her heavily on the mouth. His tongue slurped forcefully across her lips and into her mouth, and she responded amorously by sucking on it and smearing her lipstick slightly on his face. Next, the two men led her to the divan where she knelt down obligingly on all fours. The man who had so far been behind her then pulled down her panties to the crook of her knees, and swiftly removed his own clothing. His penis was enormous: long and fat, and fully erect; Maria and I could clearly visualise its every ridge and vein throbbing powerfully even from our distance near the doorway. My wife gasped when she saw it, but did not flinch when he started to insert it inside of her. Slowly and steadily he slid it into her pussy. The gentleman before her stroked her face encouragingly, and held the side of her head to his crotch, while she bit her lip and thrust her body back diligently, clearly determined to take him in all the way up to the hilt. Now, my penis is a fairly decent size, and often my wife has complained a little that it is too big for her sometimes if I am not gentle. But this man's was something else again, and I was amazed to see the way she assiduously persisted in taking it fully inside of her, letting out little gasps and yelps, half of pain and half of pleasure, as he worked it all the way in. I knew from experience how tight her pussy was, and it must have been straining to the point where she would have felt every bump and ripple of his big cock, stretching to fit him like a surgeon's glove. Then he started bucking back and forth gently. Guiding her motions tenderly and patiently with his hands about her waste, slowly but steadily he pumped his massive member in and out of her moist and eager quim. She closed her eyes and let out more murmurs, whispering faintly, 'Oh God!' and 'Oh yes!' and tossing her hair back and grabbing and scratching at his buttocks with her one free one hand. And as she got into it, so he increased his motions slightly, until they both discovered a happy rhythm together by which they could buck and grind assuredly. As she settled in to the ride the man behind her was giving her, Rhianna then turned her attention back to the fellow in front of her, whom had been tenderly stroking her hair and removing his shirt in the interim. Now she tried with her one hand -- unsteadily supporting herself with the other on the divan -- to undo his belt buckle and fly buttons. In this she was frustrated, however, unable to achieve it, and growled impatiently up at him. He smiled down at her in amusement and soothed the side of her face with his hand in a patronising motion. 'Don't worry baby, you can have it,' he assured her. My wife nodded eagerly, and with that he undid his belt and trousers and dropped them to the floor. His own penis now popped dutifully to attention, and she took the tip of it impatiently into her mouth, darting her tongue about the underside of his bell-end delicately, before slowly but surely working the whole shaft deep into her gullet. Once it was in there, and she had both holes fully engorged, she let out a long deep murmur of satisfaction. I stared on in shock, somehow still able to recognise my wife within this wanton woman who had emerged in her stead. A new, deep well of lust and arousal had somewhere been discovered, that must have been laying dormant all this time, but which now overflowed her, turning the quite prim and proper, mild-mannered and demure woman that I used to know into this lust-intoxicated vixen, happily bucking and gyrating before me to the tune of some other man's cock. This said, however, somehow she still managed to retain her natural air of sweetness and innocence, never once appearing vulgar or degenerate; even while she was fucked vigorously from both ends by two strange men. Through it all she was beautiful and feminine, delicate, exuding a charged and contradictory set of impressions, both of a nature that was entirely liberated, but at the same time wallowed in subjection. By this point our hostess had managed to remove my trousers and boxers to down around my ankles and was wanking me steadily, clenching my penis firmly in her large hand and stroking it surely up and down, gripping the shaft tightly so that I could feel the tantalising sensation of my foreskin pulling backwards and forwards over my bell-end. A dewy droplet of pre-cum glistened at its tip, which she then circled with a finger, coating me in its soft and silky moisture. On the divan my wife and her assailant from the rear were now reaching fever pitch. Rhianna had ceased her oral ministrations, and the man whom she had been servicing had quietly moved round to the side of the divan where he whispered encouragements or obscenities in her ear (I could not tell). She now sat upright on her knees, arching her back into the gentleman behind her and tossing her head about wildly. He continued to pound away at her steadily, increasing his speed a little and supporting her with one arm round the midriff, while with the other he groped at her bosoms haphazardly. She bit her lip and shuddered as the orgasm started to take her, crying out and squealing some as he jerked and stuttered inside of her, thrusting his penis all the way in and mauling her buttocks with his fingers. I almost felt the ejaculation myself as his giant cock unloaded deep in her pussy, and she bucked upwards at the force of it, before wilting down slowly on top of him and shuddering as her own climax gradually subsided. After hanging together a while and recovering themselves, he slowly pulled out of her. His long glistening penis emerged sticky and dripping with both of their juices. She twisted slightly away from me to rest her elbows on the side of the divan where the other gentleman was still standing, and he stooped to kiss her warmly on the mouth. Instantly she seemed reinvigorated, and, kneeling before him, proffered her bosom up with one hand on each titty, signalling for him to shoot his load over them. With her cute little derriere now turned towards us, and my own penis straining in the grip of our hostess' expert fingers, I could see the spunk slowly starting to ooze from my wife's vagina, dribbling down her pussy-lips and dripping gradually onto the tops of her creamy inner thighs. She cocked her rump and wriggled it provocatively, squirming and murmuring in a bid to entice the fellow to cum all over her tits. He masturbated furiously in front of her, staring down into her large green eyes as she grinned coquettishly back up at him, kneading and fondling her breasts forcefully, and twiddling her hard swollen nipples. New Friends When he came, he sent two long loops of jism straight across her chest. They fell in two pearly streaks along the tops of her breasts, before slowly rolling down towards her nipples. She dutifully milked the last few drops of semen from his penis onto her cleavage, supporting her bosom with a forearm and giggling girlishly as she did so. Then she sat down on her heels and began circling her fingers around her nipples, playfully painting his jism all over them. From behind me, Maria then spoke in a teacherly register: 'Thank you, Rhianna, that was quite wonderful,' My wife beamed. 'Now come over here as I think your husband might have something for you.' Obediently, my wife did as she was bade and came and knelt at our feet. She put her hands upon her knees with her arms straight, squeezing her cum-covered tits together with her forearms and staring up at me, smiling sweetly and fluttering her eyelashes. Then she opened her mouth wide and brought the flat of her tongue outwards expectantly. Maria gave my penis a final couple of jerks, clenching tightly, and angled my bell-end directly into Rhianna's warm waiting orifice. Instantly I spurted three hot jets of semen directly into her gullet, the few last dribbles of which dripped down over her lips and onto her chin. She murmured appreciatively, as if enjoying some rare and succulent treat, then closed her mouth to drink it all down. With her fingers, she wiped away the few stray droplets from her lips and chin and sucked them down pleasurably. As my erection finally subsided, Maria came round from behind me and smiled down proudly at her pupil. She offered Rhianna her hands and bid her rise to her feet. 'You were wonderful, my dear, absolutely wonderful! You're a natural.' My wife beamed with pride and Maria kissed her maternally on the forehead. Then she patted me happily on the backside. 'You did very well too, my dear, but now I want you to go and sit down over there as there's someone else I want your wife to meet.' She motioned me to a lounge chair by a table next to the window. Without really thinking about it I shuffled over as I was told. Our hostess then led Becky back to the divan and perched her on the edge of it, sitting down beside her. My wife sat down dutifully with her legs together and slightly twisted to one side, her hands on her knees and her arms straight propping up her back. At that moment through the open door -- I don't know how long they had been waiting there, or what they might have seen -- walked a handsome couple, him with brown hair and her with blonde. She looked like some kind of international porn star, with large fake tits barely contained beneath a short, tacky evening dress. 'Oh Howey, isn't she the cutest thing!' The lady exclaimed, revealing a sharp American twang, 'Just look at her little titties all covered in cum!' The woman's partner smiled passively, but didn't respond a syllable, while my own vision flicked back to my wife to observe the shiny film of semen still coating her bosom, the hairs of her pussy and tops of her inner-thighs also still glistening from the other man's spunk. 'I'm sure we can add to that,' grinned the American lady broadly, pulling from the bag her husband was carrying an elaborate looking contraption. 'Guess what I'm got to fuck you with...' She taunted , dangling what I now perceived to be a large, realistically-modelled strap-on from her fingers. Immediately my wife's eyes widened in wonder, and I felt my penis again begin to stiffen. This effect did not go unnoticed by the American lady who exclaimed loudly and extravagantly, 'Ooh, is this hubby? I think he likes the sound of that. Don't you baby? May be I'll have to fuck you as well then,' She teased, waving the strap-on at me, 'You'd like that wouldn't you, sweetheart?' She turned back to my wife who nodded submissively. When the woman reached Rhianna she kissed her passionately on the lips. She pushe her backwards onto the divan and clambered to lie on top of her. 'I think we're gonna have a lot of fun, I do,' she said, before enclosing my wife's mouth wholly with her own. And when her hand began stroking up and down my wife's naked body, gently working her up again, my wife responded intuitively, writhing and squirming a little beneath her, and bringing her legs up to grip the woman's waste with her thighs, and groping at her buttocks tentatively. She slid the dress up as she did so. Maria looked on at the new spectacle and nodded approvingly, kissing the American fellow platonically on the cheek, before leading the previous two gentlemen away. 'You people have fun now,' She teased over her shoulder as she departed, 'Enjoy the rest of the party.' And with that she was gone. I looked back from the door to the divan, where my wife and the American woman were now in the throws of a passionate embrace, snogging and wriggling together impatiently like two teenagers, desperate not to get caught in their parents' boudoir before their rare passion is spent. I caught the eye of the American fellow, who smiled. It was the same non-committal smile he had given his partner beforehand. He started removing his clothes. New Friends James picked absently at the paper label on his beer bottle. Momentarily snapped from his thoughts he looked around the darkened, sparsely occupied bar. A typical barfly to his left, slumped over his tequila shot and beer, murmuring to himself about who-knows-what pain the alcohol was expected to blur. A young couple--a first date, probably--leaning enthusiastically over their small table. Smiling, chuckling, nervous but positive, the young man trying not to drop his eyes down at the cleavage that was so close, so soft but firm. 'Just two more dates after this one,' James knew the nervous young man was thinking, and he might get to see it, caress it, kiss and worship it. An older couple sat quietly. Her eyes latched on to James as he scanned around the room. She was attractive for a mature woman. Tan, probably artificially, slim, wearing a short, flower-patterned dress most twenty-somethings would struggle to make look good. Late 40s, possibly well-preserved early-50s, James thought to himself. And nice. Very nice. Well-practiced in admiring women from afar James instantly saw the large, well, huge diamond rock on the wedding finger. Her husband, however, seemed detached, eyes transfixed on his smartphone, paying little heed to the shapely calves and plunging neckline of the dress that clearly indicated a woman of self-awareness and confidence. Of course, the well-dressed businessman had no doubt seen it all before, but his emotional distance was obvious. James' attention returned to the ether, picking again at the bottle. A tap on the shoulder snapped him from his daydreaming. Turning quickly, wide-eyed, he saw the flower-dressed woman smiling at him. She brushed a few strands of her long, straight brunette hair from her face and said, simply, sexily "Hi, I couldn't help but notice you looking around. My husband over there is busy with work...again...and I'm bored. So, I'm Pattie, what's your name, what do you do, and what are you doing here drinking alone on a Tuesday night?" James took a moment, stunned at both the approach and the candid nature of the questions. But he had nothing to lose in possibly making a friend. He shook his head to clear it, cleared his throat, and answered: "James. In business development for a start-up. Because I'm bored and needed to get the hell out of the house." "Well," said Pattie with wryly, "you know that scratching at the label is a symbol of sexual frustration?" Her pink-lipsticked lips slowly curled into a smile as she looked James up and down, and up and down again. James was momentarily stunned again, but repaid the motion, considering it only polite, pausing momentarily to drink in the deep cleavage, imagining for a moment the bra beneath keeping 36C breasts (he guessed) perfectly positioned.Ê She pulled out the stool next to James and slid onto it, letting her dress ride up. James tried hard to keep fixed on her light blue eyes. But, his mind racing, he suspected this Pattie knew exactly what she was doing. When Pattie looked to the bartender to order, she slowly lifted her knee to cross her legs that afforded James the opportunity to catch a momentary glimpse of her landing strip. No underwear. Sassy, he thought. Sexy, too. This quiet night might have a story in it after all. -- James and Pattie continued to make small-talk. Her husband--they both kept glancing over--was lost in emails, texts, the work shenanigans of an entrepreneur who had done well, Pattie explained, though he maintained an obsessive compulsion to micro-manage every facet of his business. His life? Well, there Pattie drifted off, suggesting that the mantra of money not buying happiness may well be true. Pattie quickly snapped herself out of this temporary malaise. "Come on," she said, "let's all of us go back to our place. We have free booze and can chat the night away. It's not far, and before you argue, I insist." His inhibitions dulled by a few beers, and always game for a story to tell on his deathbed, James shrugged. What the hell, he thought. Pattie signaled the bartender and paid the check, which James vehemently resisted until Pattie lay her hand on his upper thigh, ostensibly blocking his route to his wallet, and insisted with a confident smile. Grabbing her husband--Brian was his name as they were quickly introduced--and pulling him from his phone, they headed for the door, the car, the freeway, the house. -- Outside the front door of the sprawling, larger-than-he'd ever-seen mansion, James was stunned. Pattie waltzed inside with a skip. Brian tried to swing a loving smack on her ass as she went by, but missed and followed through to the fake hair fix, casting a gaze sheepishly at James to see if his embarrassment was noticed. It was. Inside, Pattie was already stood at the wet bar with a cocktail shaker in hand. "Brian," she commanded, "fix the drinks while I change. And make James welcome, comfortable, and boozed up." She trotted off up the winding staircase and Brian dutifully got to work mixing the drinks. "Scotch?" he offered. "And relax," he added, softening his voice and manner. "You're more than welcome here, glad to meet new friends, and Pattie clearly has taken a shine. Which is important..." He trailed off, but finished up the drinks. "Let's take a seat." James and Brian moved over to the pristine sitting room, the kind that looks like it belongs in a museum and no one should ever sit on the chairs. As they sipped the expensive scotch Pattie reemerged down the stairs wearing a dark blue silk robe. James noticed it wasn't fastened too tight, swinging open to her upper thigh as she swayed gracefully into the room. Both James and Brian followed her but snapped to order when she declared "we should enjoy these in the hot tub." James and Brian looked at each other and an awkward pause descended. "To be honest, love, I have to follow-up with Charles about that thing, but take James here and I'll join you shortly." "James?" Pattie inquired. "I don't have any shorts," James responded quickly. Pattie cast a glance to Brian who made a slight head movement and stood up, heading quickly to his study. Pattie took James by the hand and led him through the dining room out onto the patio. She pulled back the cover of the hot tub and the steam cascaded into the chill night air. "Come on," she said, and signaled for James to approach. He did so, slowly, and as he stood in front of her, Pattie said "Okay, let's even this up if you're nervous." She slipped out of the silk robe revealing that tan, toned body in a black bikini. Looking up at James she reached behind her back and unhooked the bikini top, curling her shoulders to let it drop to the floor. She stood there momentarily, and this time James could not help but look down and see her incredible breasts so proud, her nipples standing to attention in the cold night air. Pattie giggled and turned to the hot tub, stepping in to its steaming, bubbling waters, keeping her eyes fixed on James. Now down the rabbit hole, buoyed by the beer and scotch, James kicked off his shoes, pulled off his polo shirt and dropped his jeans, removing his socks with an awkward hop. Still keeping eye contact with James, Pattie wriggled in the water, then lifted her bikini bottoms above her head, smiling widely as she cast them on to the deck. James sat on the edge of the hot tub, took a deep breath and pulled down his shorts. He quickly dropped into the water opposite Pattie. "No, no, this side," she whispered, beckoning him to sit to her right. Slowly, James stood up, offering Pattie a clear view of his slowly stiffening cock. She licked her lips. James sat down beside her, his heart now racing. "Relax," commanded Pattie as she brushed her right hand on James' thigh and his cock responded in anticipation, swelling in a way that bolstered his confidence. "Brian," Pattie then yelled, which shocked James into keen awareness. Here he was, naked, in a hot tub, with someone's wife, that someone not far away in the house. Brian appeared at the doorway with a tray of martini glasses. "You two having fun?" he asked as he placed the tray on the edge of the tub and took a seat. "Drink up and relax." he said, smiling for what James thought was the first time. Brian moved behind Pattie and leaned down over her head, moving his hands down her shoulders to then cup her breasts as she lifted them above the water line. Her nipples were rock solid as he slipped his hands over them, looking at James as he did so. "I've still to finish my project, so you kids enjoy your drinks and I'll be back soon." As Brian left James reached for his drink, shaking slightly with nervousness, and chugged the chilled martini. Pattie once again placed her hand on James' thigh, lightly pressing her red painted nails into his skin, moving her hand up and down. The moment James turned to look her in the eyes she darted her hand on to his now erect cock, and she explored the seven inches of its shaft before curling those nails over its circumcised head. James face contorted into a panicked expression and he tensed, placing his hand on hers. "Brian?" James whispered. Pattie rolled her eyes with an exaggerated motion. "Brian," Pattie yelled again, causing James to flinch and his hardened cock to melt to softness in Pattie's hand. Brian appeared at the door again. "Brian, James won't let me play with his cock--and it's impressive, you'll like it--but he thinks you might not approve,Ó Pattie stated. Brian nodded slightly and cleared his throat. "James, you are fine," Brian responded in a seemingly stern, but accepting manner. "Pattie clearly likes you, so you kids do what comes naturally. Just don't cum in the hot tub, alright? I'd rather not have to clean it out. If you can help it, of course. Pattie can be quite persuasive." With that, he disappeared into the house and James turned back to Pattie who was now smiling broadly. "Now, where were we?" she asked, and leaned into James lifting one hand behind his head, parting his lips with her tongue and pressing her hot mouth onto his, swirling her tongue around his teeth, then pushing harder as James responded, and using her other hand to reignite his now stiffening cock. Pattie pulled away slightly but kept hold of James' throbbing cock. She looked down at it through the ripples and bubbles of the hot tub. "Sit on the edge," she commanded. Slowly, James lifted himself up, sitting on the edge, feet in the water, and exposing his erection. Pattie kneeled in front of him, kept her eyes on his, and lowered her head, taking the tip of his cock sweetly into her mouth. James looked down, immediately realizing he must control himself or he'd shoot his load in mere seconds. Pattie's mouth now enveloped his shaft, taking it deep so it touched the back of her throat. James' head instinctively snapped back as the pleasure rose. She caressed his well-trimmed balls, then licked across them, sucking one softly into her mouth, juggling it with her tongue. She looked up at James who was concentrating keenly on not erupting, but it wasn't working. Pattie's warm, wet mouth was proving too much. Just as James opened his mouth to utter "Pattie" he exploded with stream after stream of hot, thick cum, straight into Pattie's mouth. His entire body shuddered as she continued to push her mouth down his shaft. Suddenly James panicked. Did he just cum in the hot tub? He looked down as Pattie lifted her head, mouth open, showing the pool of his man juice on her tongue. Quickly, she swallowed, eyes fixed on James. A trickle of cum slipped from the side of her mouth, dripping slowly towards her chin. James could only stare as Pattie lifted her finger and seductively wiped upwards from her chin, pushing the small pile of cum into her mouth and licking it clean. "Remember, no cum in the hot tub," she said. With that she looked back down as James' cock softened and began sucking the tip, cleaning up every drop. "How was that?" she asked. "Fantastic," is all James could utter as his muscles relaxed, "but what can I do for you?" "I'm glad you asked," Pattie purred. "Let's switch places." James slipped back into the water on his knees and Pattie sat on the edge of the hot tub, spreading her tan legs to expose her pussy, the inner lips poking out, seemingly begging James to caress them. James pulled her towards him, kissing Pattie deeply, and slowly moving his hands over her fabulous breasts, cupping them gently, slipping her firm nipples between his fingers. James kissed down her neck, her shoulders, his tongue lightly grazing her skin as it bubbled with goose-bumps. He hovered over her breasts, opening his mouth wide to cover her small, deep-red areolas, then bringing his teeth lightly together on her nipples. Pattie gasped as he pulled gently, then released, then flicked his tongue. Pattie moaned lightly again, whispering "so good" as James moved down to her belly button, his left hand remaining attached to her breast, kneading it in rhythm with her body's motions. Finally, James arrived at the top of the landing strip he'd spotted earlier. This was it, the road to the promised land. His own cock began responding again, turned on as he was about what he was about to do. James' tongue searched for and found the hood over her clitoris, exposing the sensitivity and starting to write the alphabet. A, B, C...the shapes of the letters creating varied movements over the nub of her clit, causing Pattie to take shortened breaths. HeÕd read about the technique in a book, and that meant it had to work, right? James moved his hand from her breast, and while his tongue remained in place, used his fingers to slowly pull apart her engorging lips. Was it the hot tub water or her own juices? James could tell how wet Pattie now was and he easily slipped two fingers in her pussy, curling his them upwards to try and find the G-spot. Pattie wriggled slightly, seeming to help direct him, understanding what wonder his fingers sought. James now licked the full length of her pussy, drinking in the sweet juices that told him this was Pattie, not the hot tub. He took some satisfaction from that and refocused on his fingers pushed deep inside her love mound. Pattie jerked suddenly, indicating James may have found the spot. "Oh yes," Pattie cooed, "right there, that's it, softly, slowly." James slowed down rotating his middle finger inside her pussy in slow circles, changing directions, while his tongue continued to zip over her clit, the juices now flowing down his chin. Pattie lifted her hips, pressing her mound into James' face. "Oh, I'm coming" she said softly as James remained focused on softly caressing her G-spot as his hand slipped around inside her. Then Pattie tensed, gasped, and came with some force, her pussy lips tightening firmly around James' fingers. Two, three, four times she pulsed and James fought to stay in place, his face now covered in the sweet juices flowing from her. Steadily, Pattie started to relax and James gently removed his fingers from the warm confines of her flush pussy. He lifted his head, his mouth and chin glistening in the light from her cum. They smiled at each other. "It's okay for that cum to be in the hot tub," said a voice behind them. James had forgotten all about Brian in the ecstasy of his and Pattie's orgasms. He looked behind Pattie's shoulder and there stood Brian, himself now in a robe that hung open to show his own erect cock that he was steadily stroking himself. James quickly splashed his face with the water in the tub, Pattie sighed and slipped back into the steaming water. "Very good work," said Brian as he walked towards them, holding out towels, "but you've been in there a while, you'll be prunes. Come inside, we'll get some more drinks." Shy and nervous, James stood up and took the towel as Brian looked him up and down. Then Pattie stood up and Brian brought up the towel, rubbing it lightly over her shoulders and breasts. They smiled at each other, then both turned to look at James, both smiling broadly that turned into a little chuckle, then a hearty laugh. The stern, nervous look on James' face softened and he too joined the laughter and followed them back into the house. "A little less frustrated now?" Pattie asked, looking back at James. "A little," he replied smiling broadly. New Friends Stacie was a very serious young woman, and she couldn’t believe that her 30th birthday had snuck up on her. Her serious side dominates—valedictorian of her high school class, graduating in three years from Brown magna cum laude, and earning her doctorate at age 26 in computer engineering from MIT. Although she had a knock out body, men had given up on Stacie years ago. She refused to take time away from her studies to date. Her social life revolved around whatever library or research lab held the information key to her next discovery. The hard work paid off for Stacie as she landed a plum job in New York City. But, she arrived in New York a 30-year-old virgin. The guys in the office hit on Stacie from day one. And so did some of the women. With out the pressures of her studies, Stacie wanted relationships, but really didn’t know how to establish them. At a company social event Stacie met Annie, the wife of Sean, one of her colleagues. Annie was also an MIT graduate and they knew many people in common. The next day Annie invited Stacie to join her and Sean at their lake cottage for a long weekend. Stacie hopped into the back seat of Sean’s BMW on Friday afternoon, and they sped toward Annie’s Wall Street office. In no time they were heading up I-95 for the two-hour drive to the cottage. The cottage was on a lake surrounded by woods. Its one main room had a huge stone fireplace at one end and a kitchen at the other. A bathroom separated two bedrooms. The bathroom included a sauna and whirlpool. After carrying in a weekend supply of food and drinks from the car, Stacie, Annie and Sean relaxed on the porch with a bottle of wine. While chatting about how the cabin was built, Stacie and Sean both did a double take while looking over Annie’s shoulder toward the woods. Two deer were in the midst of some very serious f u c k ing. Annie, wondered why the conversation had stopped and why her husband and his colleague had huge eyes, slowly turned around. Then the mating noises began. A low squealing sound from the buck that was behind and entwined with his mate up front. She was yelping, at times trying to pull away, but mostly digging her rear hoofs into the ground for stability, and perhaps for a feeling of deeper penetration. Stacie and Sean’s eyes met but Stacie turned her red face away. Sean then looked at his wife with a bit of fire in his eyes as he felt a bit of fire in his loins. Annie did not take her eyes off of the action in the woods, and Sean and Stacie joined her, leaning against the porch railing, taking in this raw animal orgy. The buck seemed to be looking back and forth between Stacie and Annie while f u c k ing his mate. Although Stacie could not look Sean in the eyes, she could not take her eyes off the thrusting and grinding. She imagined someone, anyone, thrusting into her with wild abandon. At that moment she would have gladly changed places with the deer, and Stacie was slowly dry humping the ledge of the railing with the top of her wet pussy. Annie had taken refuge behind Sean, placed her arms around his waist, and was grinding herself against his ass. She pushed Sean against the railing and he, like Stacie, was using it for reasons beyond its purpose. Finally, with one last wild grunt the buck finished, and clumsily fell forward on top of the deer. A moment later he scampered off into the woods, leaving the deer behind to compose herself, while clearly wondering what had happened to her. Before she let her husband loose, Annie whispered into Sean’s ear “Your meat is mine tonight and it better be all bone”. All Sean could say is “I think it’s time for another bottle of wine” as he escaped into the house. Annie and Stacie looked at each other and smiled, not knowing what to say. Annie was blushing because she had two gentle orgasms against Sean’s body and she was in need of a lot more. Stacie blushed out of embarrassment and arousal. The one thing they shared was the need for a good f u c k ing. Several hours later, after a third and fourth bottle of wine, a dinner of outdoor grilled meats and vegetables, a dessert rich with chocolate and whipped cream, and the sounds of wind chimes coming from their perch in a nearby tree, it was time for bed. Sean departed the room first, coming back several minutes later to say goodnight to Stacie with a quick kiss to the top of her head. As Sean exited he shot Annie a look of “come on, its time for you to take what you want”. As they walked toward the bedrooms Annie said to Stacie “I promise not to make too much noise. Sleep well.” Stacie was speechless. She felt a bit abandoned, a bit confused, and a lot horny. She had squirmed all evening as her thoughts slipped between watching the buck, the presence of Sean’s cock in the room, and the presence of her Hitachi vibrator in her bedroom. Now, Stacie was tired but wide-awake. She poured one last glass of wine, went to her bedroom and took off all her clothes. Standing before the dresser mirror, she admired her tits—pert and hard with erect nipples. Stacie wrapped herself in a comforter and quietly walked to the door and sat down in a lounge chair on the porch. Sipping from the glass of wine she slowly took stock of her surroundings. To the left was the blackness of the woods with periodic sounds of the wind and various animals. She looked into the blackness and pondered her life, deciding that she would put her social plight on hold for the weekend and enjoy the moment with her new friends. A moment later she heard a moan coming from her right. Instinctively turning toward the sound, Stacie was looking through the open bedroom window of her hosts, into their bedroom mirror, and at the reflection of Annie getting f u c k ed from behind by Sean. From her perch, she could see Sean’s cock gliding in and out of Annie’s sopping wet pussy while Annie muffled her screams into a pillow. Sean was upping the ante by sliding fingers from his left hand in and out of Annie’s ass. It appeared that Annie was helping things along by rubbing her own clit. A flow of wetness startled Stacie. She reached between her legs and felt a soaking wetness that had come from her pussy and saturated the comforter. Her slender fingers quickly and effortlessly entered her pussy turned cunt, and while one hand’s fingers did the f u c k ing, the other hand paid exclusive attention to her swollen throbbing clit. A moment later, Annie turned around and began sucking Sean’s cock. Yes, his cock was what Stacie had imagined—about 6 inches but thick. It curved upwards and met Annie’s mouth. His cock immediately disappeared into her mouth and just as Stacie came all over her fingers and hands, Sean shot a load of cum all over his wife’s face. Stacie took her soaking fingers and doused them with wine and sucked them clean. Sean kissed his wife deeply and playfully licked his cum off her face. Soon, the lights went off in Sean and Annie’s room. Stacie, thinking the show was over reclined and snuggled into the comforter. Then she heard the unmistakable sounds of Annie’s moans from the darkened room, followed by a loud whisper form Sean telling Annie “You have the tightest ass I’ve ever been in.” As Stacie listened to the sounds of the slapping of wet bodies against each other, she fell asleep with three fingers in her virgin pussy. New Friends My wife Carol is very conservative, but I have always known by the way she performed and reacted in the privacy of our bedroom that there was a wild side to her. I just never thought that it would come out. We have been married for over twenty years, and although my fantasy life was rich in texture and content, I never said much earlier, because I didn't want to upset Carol. Every now and then when we were very hot something would slip out, and I was always surprised by the reaction from Carol, as she would come back with something tantalising and sexy, but then after would act as though nothing had happened. One thing she said about 5 years ago never left me. I was talking about her making love to another person while I was in the room, and I was assuming it to be another man, but her response surprised me. " Would you like to watch her lick me, or would you like me to lick her, darling?" As my cock became incredibly hard she started to talk more, in between slurping my cock into her mouth. It was one of the most incredible sexual experiences of my life. "She tastes so good Tim, I want to lick her while she fucks you, I want to watch your cock slide in and out of her, and then suck and lick you both. Cum in her Darling, come on cum!" My cock felt huge, and I surprised myself by wanting to cum outside of her mouth, and I watched fascinated as my cum spurted high into the air and all over Carol.She surprised me once again by cumming herself, with her fingers jammed into her pussy shouting "Oh my God, you two look so beautiful" She really was into it. She even gave the girl the name "Suzy", and would use "Suzy" when we enjoyed our sexual fantasies. Over the years we gave a name to Suzy's partner as well, and the four of us got up to all sorts of fun times in our fantasy world, although in public Carol was always very correct about sexual matters. Of course when she did say something at parties and such, it became all the more sexy because Carol was seen as being so modest. Once when we were on holidays we met another couple and we all went dancing and clubbing together. Over the two week period we became more and more intimate, and on the last night when we said our goodbyes things got decidedly hot. Carol started kissing the husband, and I was kissing his attractive wife. I felt her tongue slide into my mouth, and her body grind against me. My cock got immediately hard and as I kissed her harder, I cupped her breast with my hand. She groaned and opened her mouth more. I wanted to fuck her on the spot. I looked over at Carol, and she was kissing the husband and rubbing her hand up and down his cock. She had her leg lifted up onto the chair near the door, and I could see his hand caressing her pussy. It was definitely hot. The wife just cuddled into me and gently rubbed her hands over my body as we watched. I am sure things would have developed, but someone came to the room next door, and as it broke the magic of the moment, we realised we were much too late for our baby sitter, and we had better go. "I wish we didn't have to go home tomorrow," Carol moaned. "I just loved this evening, especially the last part." We promised to keep in touch, and I mentioned that maybe we could meet up the next year, and everyone thought that was a good idea. When we got home, we never really discussed the goodbye, but Carol did start to talk more about what she liked, and would bring more of her fantasy life into our lovemaking. She even became more risque in her comments among our friends, and got to the point where folks would turn in sexy conversations to see "what Carol had to say about that". She still managed to keep her modest side foremost, and to the world she was the same lovely Carol. I brought up the idea of going on holidays with the couple, but Carol insisted that she did not want to do that. We had some sexy telephone conversations with them, but I could see that Carol was not altogether comfortable, so gradually the phone calls died off, and the couple disappeared from our fantasy life. Then some months later, I realised that had we gone on holidays like we said we'd be with the couple right now. I playfully asked Carol what she thought we'd be doing at this moment, and I asked her if she remembered how he made her feel. Carol immediately became very horny, and we had an incredible fucking and sucking session in the front room while the kids were at the neighbours'. She gave the couple our fantasy names, and she did things and said things I had never experienced before. She wanted to fuck all three of us at once, wanted to bring us all to orgasm with her mouth, and wanted to watch me put his cock in her pussy and then the wife's pussy. I felt so horny, I would have done it if they were there, and I found myself becoming hard for a second time, and after Carol had sucked me for a while she asked me to play with my cock, while she played with her pussy and tits. She then started talking, imagining that the other couple was there, and they were making love to us. It was wonderful, and I have never thought of my wife as being more sexy. I would have loved to watch her make love to someone else, and it didn't matter if it was a man or woman. I also knew that I would love to join in. I had thought that I was liberating my wife, but I'm not sure that it wasn't the other way round. That night as we cuddled in bed, we had one of the first of many sexual talks where we weren't in the middle of lovemaking. I asked her why, when thinking of the couple, she had become so horny, and yet when we had all talked about holidaying together, she was not enthused. She just said "Tim, you can't go back, you can't recreate the moment. I liked them then, but we were ships in the night. Think of it as a one night stand, Darling. I don't know how I'd feel about them now, so I don't want to find out it's not the fantasy I'm after." "What is the fantasy you're after Carol? Do you think you would fuck someone else?" "Would you like to fuck someone else, Tim?" I was now in a quandary, as the most exciting thing sexually would be to have one or two more people join in our lovemaking. I wanted to watch Carol fuck someone, and then join in. I just wasn't sure about Carol, and more than anything, that mattered. It would only be fun if she was into it as much as I was. So I just stammered, "You didn't answer my question about your fantasy or whether you would." "You just answer my question Tim, and I promise I'll answer yours" "I'd love to fuck someone if you were there, and you approved," I stammered. "Then I can tell you that I could do almost anything except hurting someone, if the moment was right, I just don't know if the moment would ever be right. In my fantasy world I have full control. I can let myself go. In real life you can't do that." As intimate as it was, it seemed that Carol and I were far apart when it came to reality. I often thought about this person or that, or this or that couple, but I knew that Carol needed that special moment, and I couldn't see that happening. For about a year our fantasy life seemed to fall off, and although we still made love, we were, I suspect, just like most other married couples. It was pleasant always, sometimes exciting, but I yearned for the way it was. It didn't seem right that the intimacy we shared that night would make our lovemaking less exciting, so I decided to do something about it. I thought of Carol as she really was, the sexy woman she had revealed in those discussions, and that our reality was our fantasies. I thought about how lucky I was that she at least shared my thoughts in fantasy, and who knows when the MOMENT might come! Carol had started on her Master's degree, and was very busy, but she welcomed the return to our fantasy lovemaking. She had made some new friends and we used to often see them along with our old friends, and we started going over to other people's houses for dinner again. With our two kids off to college we felt like kids again ourselves, especially since Carol was back at school. One couple I especially liked were Mike and Stella. Mike like Carol was about five years younger than me while Stella was my age, which made her and I have something in common. We immediately started joking about "the kids", Carol and Mike. She too was back at school, and spent a lot of time with Carol studying. Mike was a rugged sort of guy, and like me had played organised sport when he was younger, him basketball, and me rugby. Stella was an attractive blond with a very womanly figure, and eyes that flashed. They say eyes are the window to the soul, and if that's true, this was one interesting woman. We started to spend more and more time with them, and we both felt very comfortable in their presence. One night the talk turned to sex, and we talked about wild things we had done. Stella said that one time they had played an adult board game with two other couples that got very interesting, and I was surprised when Carol wanted to know every detail. She seemed almost disappointed to learn it didn't go much past kissing and touching. "How could you go so far and then stop," she asked Stella. Stella replied that she would have gone ahead and screwed around, except there was one guy she could not stand. Carol then recounted our mild little adventure, and shocked me by saying, "We both wanted to fuck their brains out, but we had a babysitter and when someone came and rang the room next door,that screwed it for me" "Sort of saved by the bell," I said. "My problem with this sort of thing is that once I started I would get so into it, I wouldn't want to stop. I would have left the babysitter that night, but Tim, thank God, brought me to my senses. If I had have played that game that you played, Stella, I would have fucked them all, even the guy who I didn't like. Some people think I'm so modest, but I'm not. I'm private, and I don't think I could do what you did that night, Stella, as I would be afraid of getting into it too much, so I would just say no!" I learned something new about my wife, and my cock immediately got very hard. This was one sexy woman. Stella stood up, went over to Carol and ran her fingers through her hair and said in a laughing, but very provocative voice. "Remind me to never start anything with you that I don't want to finish". I almost came in my pants, and I could see that Mike was affected too. We had a gentle and sexy goodnight hug and kiss with each of them, and I felt very warm inside as I drove home. When we arrived home we slowly got undressed and gazed at one another. Carol looked so sexy that I knew that this was going to be good. Tonight was going to be memorable. My lovely wife started my cock in top gear when she said, "I'd like to change the names of our fantasy couple to Mike and Stella!" She then grabbed my cock and began to devour it. I went to bring her around so that I could suck her clit, but she said, "Not yet, darling..." I just lay there while she not only sucked me, but made love to my cock, and she continued between caressing me with her mouth to talk about Mike and Stella. "Do you think Mike would enjoy it if I did this to him... imagine this is Stella fucking you with her mouth........ wouldn't you like to fuck her, isn't she beautiful.... wouldn't her pussy taste sooo nice...." She wouldn't let me cum, and my cock felt so hard I thought it would burst. She then demanded that I suck her, and asked me to talk about fucking Mike and Stella. I told her every desire I had and she went absolutely wild. The more away from the norm the action, the wilder she got. When I fantasised that Stella was on top of me fucking me, she yelled "Turn her around, I want to suck her while she fucks you. What's Mike doing?" "He's fucking you from behind, darling.' "Oh fuck it feels so good, oh God I want to fuck you all at once. Take your cock out of her pussy so I can suck it too, oh God I want to eat her pussy, fuck me, fuck me...." In all our married life I can never remember Carol being more vocal or more high on our lovemaking. She shuddered in a series of aftershocks that seemed to go on for ever. I was so hard that I was in pain, so that when she returned my cock I erupted almost instantly. She told me how much she loved me and thanked me for making her feel so wonderful. I told her she was the reason it was so good, and that I thought that tonight she was entirely free of her inhibitions. "Inhibitions out the window." she said throwing her hand towards the curtains. "I won't be able to look Mike and Stella in the eye," I said. "They won't know." Carol replied. "Oh, she'll know", I said. "Well, I don't care", said Carol with a smile, "she's my friend." The next time we visited Mike and Stella, I must confess that I felt a little embarassed, as though they knew everything that happened in our bedroom. Carol was more vivacious than ever, and seemed to openly flirt with both Mike and Stella, although I knew deep down it was just my imagination. Mike and I got on so well, that I'm not sure how I felt about my male friend knowing that he was in my sexual fanatasies. Still the night was quite lovely, Mike and I shared some sexual banter with the girls, and when we came to say our goodbyes we lingered with our kisses, and as I felt Stella melt into my body, I looked over and Carol and Mike were sharing a tender kiss. "You alright, Tim?" whispered Stella. "Yeah, fine. Why?" "You seem a little distant. Everything ok with you and Carol?" "Perfect," I replied, "why did she say something?" "No, no, it's just that you seemed....oh, I don't know.." I laughed "No, I'm fine, but you are a very perceptive lady, and maybe one day I'll tell you why." "Maybe I already know", she laughed back. When Carol and I got home she immediately started kissing me and touching my cock. Once again Mike and Stella were part of our lovemaking, and once again I thought I was in heaven. Afterwards I asked Carol if she had said anything to Stella about what we had been doing with our fantasies, and how they were so much a part of our lovemaking. She replied that she hadn't, and when I asked if she was sure, she laughed and said, '' I don't have to, because like you said, I think she'll know''. We were going to Mike and Stella's for dinner two nights later, I have never been so nervous. Now I was the private one, and I was sure I showed a flush from ear to ear. My feelings didn't relax when I saw Stella, as she looked good enough to eat. I thought, just play it cool, eat your dinner, go home and fuck the hell out of Carol, which of course made me horny and embarassed at the same time. Dinner was lovely, and afterwards I helped Stella clear the table, while Mike went to put a movie on, and Carol headed to the bathroom. "Put some music on, instead of a movie, Mike. Lets have a little dancing for a change," yelled Stella. "Make it sexy, and I'll be right there Mike", said Carol as she hurried her pace. "She seems quite anxious to get started", quipped Stella. "Yeah, well she does think Mike is very sexy, so you know...." "Uh oh, Mike thinks she's very sexy too. What will you do if they get carried away? You heard Carol say she wouldn't stop once she started," replied Stella "What would you do Stella?'' When I said that Stella turned to me, put her mouth close to my ear, and whispered, "I'd watch, darling." I felt my groin swell, and turned to Stella who had a dreamy look on her face, as she started swaying to the music which started coming from the living room. After getting back to the here and now, and putting the dishes into the washer, we headed to the living room where Carol and Mike were dancing, slowly moving to the music as if they were one. "God, they look sexy, don't you think, Tim?" queried Stella, as she leaned into me. "They look wonderful," I replied. Stella looked up at me and whispered, "Would you like to watch them fuck?'' "Yes", I barely stammered. "I would too, I'd like to watch her suck his cock, and take it all in her mouth, and lick it....would you like that, Tim?" "Oh God, yes." " What would you like to do Tim?'' she said as she kissed me gently on the neck. I looked over at Carol and Mike, and Carol smiled at me then gently kissed Mike on the mouth. "I'd like to eat your pussy and fuck you, and put Mike's cock in Carol and then you... I'd like to do everything." With that I turned and kissed Stella and felt her body move into mine like hand in a glove. It was strange in that it felt so much like being with Carol yet so different. Stella broke away from me and moved over to Carol and Mike. She started dancing with them, and as she did so she slowly undid Mike's shirt, and started to kiss his chest. She then turned her attention to Carol, and started to undo her blouse. She then put her hand into Carol's bra, freed her left breast and leaned down and took a nipple in her mouth, before moving her mouth up to Carol's. Although it was their first kiss and touch of a woman there was no hesitation. It was obvious they knew the desires of each other. I slowly moved over close to them, touching my cock as I watched. Carol and Stella shared a long kiss, and I could see their tongues darting in and out of their mouths. It was the most purely sexual, yet loving thing I had ever witnessed. Stella pulled slowly away, looked Carol straight in the eyes and said, "I want to watch you fuck and suck Mike, Carol please... I really want you to." Carol moved from Mike's embrace and took Stella in her arms. Her eyes were glazed over with lust, and she said, "I want to fuck you all", before once again burying her mouth into Stella's. Mike and I looked at one another, and although we had hardly spoken as this thing unfolded, it was obvious we were on the same page. It was the girl's show, and we were the very willing participants. After they broke from their kiss, Stella looked at me and said," Undress her," as she started to remove Mike's clothes. I immediately started on Carol, kissing her and touching her breasts and pussy as I did so. We all took our time, and when Carol was completely undressed, I took my mouth from hers to see what Stella and Mike were doing. It was an incredibly sexy scene. I was mezmerized and realised that I was pounding Carol's Pussy with my fingers, while she clung to me and rubbed my cock through my now wet pants. Stella had Mike's cock in her mouth, and was gently making love to it. It looked so sexy, that I felt a desire fill me that I had not felt before. Mike smiled at me and I felt a slight embarassment. It quickly disappeared when Stella looked me right in the eyes, popped Mike's cock out of mouth and licked it like an ice cream, gave me a sexy smile then took the whole thing into her mouth. Carol grabbed my face and almost ate my mouth as she said. "I'm going to fuck Mike Darling, for both of us, and then suck him. Oh God, I can't wait..." When Carol said this my cock seemed to grow even more, although I didn't see how it could get any bigger. I wanted to fuck my wife and I wanted to do it now! So, as excited as I was about what would happen with Stella and I, there was a tiny bit of disappointment when Stella got up and gently pulled Carol away from me and on to the carpet and close to Mike. In one fluid motion she then drew her and I down to join them, kissing me and murmering love and sex words that quickly drove away any disappointment I felt. There was an intense feeling of sexual excitement and passion. Stella turned to me and said, "Put Mike's cock in your beautiful wife's cunt. I want to watch you do it, and I want to watch them fuck." The language was an incredible turn on, and Stella kept talking as I moved towards Mike and Carol. Mike was gently kissing Carol, and massaging her breasts. I started fingering Carol, and as I felt Stella slowly removing my clothes I moved my face closer to Carol's pussy. The last of my clothes disappeared and I started licking my beautiful wife's pussy. I could see Mike's cock inches away, and then I felt Stella take my cock in her mouth as she alternated between sucking me and telling us to go slow. She then again asked me to put Mike's cock in Carol, and kept telling me how wonderful and sexy we all looked. I turned my head to the side and took Mike's cock in my hand. I heard Mike groan, and I thought it was no different than a man touching his own cock. What feels good, feels good. New Friends Stella came up beside me and started stroking my hand around Mike's cock, and kissing me. "Wet it with your mouth darling, and then put his wonderful cock in your wife's pussy, and then fuck me..." Although I had never done it before it seemed so simple to follow her instructions, and I felt an immense rush of sexual power as I gently engulfed Mike's cock with my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the head, and then teased the opening of Carol's slit before their lust took over and he was buried in Carol's body. Stella and I lay there close to them watching. Stella was the perfect choreographer, moving them around for our watching pleasure, but only adding to theirs, and she kissed Mike, Carol and me in a perfect dance of passion. Although horny as hell, I was also very peaceful and calm, knowing that my turn would come. As Carol started to move faster, Stella turned to me, and said, "Fuck me." I kissed her and slid my cock inside her. I felt like I was home. We then gently moved together, as we watched our lovers bring their delicious fuck to the peak of passion. Carol was screaming "Fuckme, Fuck me...." her voice only cut off by Mike's lips as he tried to fuck her mouth with his tongue. Mike was holding on, and I could see his thighs start to tense and I knew he was about to cum. As he sped up, Stella and I sped up to match them, and I could feel our sweat and bodies become even more as one. As Carol sensed where Mike was at she held his face in his hands and kissed him slowly. I almost came then, it looked so good. Then she slowed him, held his face away again and said in a lustful tone...."In my mouth Mike, I've dreamed of this since we met you...in my mouth my darling, I want my darling Tim and your sexy wife to watch you cum in my mouth." It was like a dream as I watched Mike pull out of her, and she scuttled down so that her face was close to ours. She looked at us both as she took his cock in her mouth, and her eyes never left ours as she pumped with her hand and mouth. I could hear Mike start to groan and I watched as his cock pulsed and Carol greedily drank his cum sucking him gently for every last drop. It was then that I realised that Stella had moved down and was sucking me. Carol moved her face over and kissed me. I'd never felt more in love. "Now for you and Stella darling, remember my fantasy about sucking the girl and you at the same time," she whispered. "Yeah", I stammered, my cock swelling even more. "Remember how I said I'd do anything if the moment was right?" "Uh, huh'', "Well, my love, the moment is right." With that Carol moved up to Stella, eased my cock out of her mouth so she could kiss her, and said, "Fuck him Stella, I want to watch you fuck him and I want to eat your pussy while he does it." Stella moved over the top of my cock never taking her mouth from Carol's, except to say, "I'd love to". As she sank down onto my shaft, Mike sat up and put his arms around the two girls and smiled at me. "Your turn now buddy, best of luck." I found out that night that reality can be better than fantasy. New Friends The tennis ball lobbed straight over the net, I stretched for it with all of my might, and still I couldn't meet the ball. Damn, lost another game to Annette. After losing a set of tennis, I was tired, sweaty and frustrated. She beat again. We're still great friends, and our Sunday tennis game is just friendly competition between us. We headed to the clubhouse for our cool down of lunch and drinks. As we sat drinking our dry white wines, and cool lettuce platters, I couldn't help but think back to how we met. I met Annette 3 months ago at one of those boring cocktail parties my husband always drags me to. I hate them, but enjoy studying the social scene of all the hot-shots vying for the bosses attention to win that promotion. Annette is also the wife of one of my husband's friends, and she and I hit it off immediately. We sat around watching the scene, and second-guessing everyone's strategy. It was great fun. Annette and I had a few drinks between us and we got talking about whether our husbands were cheating on us, noticing all the attractive women they work with there. I confided I think he was, and told her who I thought it was. She agreed and said her husband was also probably with her. I felt an immediate bonding with her, as we both shared this secret. The party was held at our home and she asked if I'd like to give her a tour of our home. We walked out back to the pool, admiring the lighted pool and feeling cool summer air. I noticed then that because of the way the light hit her dress, she wasn't wearing any panties; I could make out her trimmed bush against the silhouette. I thought, geez, here we were talking about having our husbands seduced at work, and here she is doing it in my home! I also felt a tingle run down my spine as I noticed her beauty. We stood talking as I admired the shapely nude silhouette of her shapely legs and ass. I sipped on my wine letting it moisten my dry lips from the breathtaking view. I led Annette to the upstairs, giving her a grand tour of the master bedroom suite. I put my whole energy into the suite to make it a perfect escape for my husband and me. The bathroom had a dry sauna and a steam room, along with a whirlpool bath that was almost a mini-pool. I could sense Annette's gasp as she took in the view. She said she loves steam rooms, and finds that it is very relaxing. She practically pleaded with me to let her use it, as she didn't use it often at the gym because it's so crowded; she says she feels like she's sitting in someone's sweaty shoe. I hesitated, as I knew I didn't want to be gone too long from being the hostess of the party. But relented, when she said she'd be okay by herself. I gave her a fresh towel, and turned on the steam. I watched how she undressed, and saw for the first time her fully nude body. She had a perfect tan, without any tan lines. And her bush was trimmed beautifully, and her ass had the perfect perkiness to it; tight and full, not slender and bony. Her breasts were full with beautiful nipples. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. I felt that tingle again, but this time in my lower body, making me moisten my panties. I said without thinking, "I'll join you". I went and locked the main bedroom door, as well as the bathroom door. I quickly undressed, and we both walked into the steam room totally nude. We both sat near each other on the warm bench, feeling the steam envelope us. Our knees kept hitting each other, as we fanned our legs to feel the steam. I could feel her delicate skin against me and the caress was wonderful. I gently laid my hand on her thigh, as if making a point in our conversation. And gently began to rub her thigh. She turned toward me and said, "You're beautiful". I responded, "You are too". She gently kissed me on my cheek as she rested her hand my shoulder. I leaned forward and kissed her gently on the lips, as my hand brushed across her breasts. In mid-movement I stopped, and told her, we can't; not here, not now. I said we must meet again. I told her she should come over Monday morning after her husband leaves for work; she agreed. That Monday, the doorbell rang at 9:30, just as I was settling down alone after get everyone out the door. I was wearing a bathrobe, with a teddy underneath. She was dressed in a wonderful short skirt with no hose, and light silk blouse with a camisole underneath. I could see the faint outline of her nipples through the blouse. We sat on the sofa talking drinking the morning coffee and getting to know each other better. I admitted to her, that I don't usually go around seducing other women, but I was very attracted to her. She admitted the same to me. We both felt comfortable knowing that we're both bi. I took the initiative, by gently kissing her on the cheek, and caressing her bare thigh. I moved to kiss her on the lips, as her legs parted with the movement of my hand up her thigh. I kissed her deeply on the lips, each of us exploring the other with our tongues. I felt her moistness on her panties, as my hand slowly massaged her. I could hear her quick gasp for air as I touched her there. I whispered in her ear, "I want to taste you". I pulled her hand to lead her upstairs to the master bedroom. When we arrived, I dropped my robe, and she dropped her skirt, and removed her blouse. She stood standing with her camisole and thong. Her nipples were hard and piercing through the thin material. I lifted her camisole over her head, exposing her hard nipples. I moved quickly to place my mouth on one of the nipples, as my hand massaged the other. I sat on the edge of the bed as Annette stood in front of me, her hips square with my face. I gently removed her thong, letting my hands caress her ass as I pulled them down, and moving my hands around to touch her bush gently. She was now fully exposed in front of me. Her bush was moist, with pearls of wetness buried in her hairs. I peeled the hairs away to expose her beautiful full lips. I gently placed my tongue there, parting the lips as I pushed my straight, stiff tongue in as deep as I could. While I tongue fucked her, I massaged her firm ass cheeks, gently placing my finger at the opening of her asshole. In unison to my tongue going in, I moved my finger into her asshole, thrusting both in as deep as they would go. She moaned, and forcibly yelled, "Fuck me now you bitch". I took off my teddy; we were both totally naked now. I went to my drawers and removed my strap-on dildo. She gasped with a surprise, but also a look of anticipation. I strapped the dildo on me, tightening the straps around me so the 'cock' stood straight and square over my bush. I began to stroke the cock, as I motioned her over to suck it. She knelt in front of me, as she quickly took the cock in her mouth, massaging my ass cheeks as she took the whole thing in her mouth. She sucked on it hard, and deep as I massaged her hair in my fingers. I told her, it's good and wet, now let me fuck you. I said we're going to do it from behind, because I want to feel the weight of your beautiful breasts in my hands. She bent over, with her hands on the top of the chair. I positioned myself behind her, letting the cock run the length of her ass cheeks, pressing it between her cheeks. I slowly pressed the head of the cock in her pussy; she gasped with the stiffness penetrating her. Inch-by-inch I pushed it in, thrusting my hips forward, fucking Annette with my cock, while my hard nipples from my hanging breasts rubbed against her back. Once my cock was fully in her, I reached around to massage her swollen clit, pinching it gently between my thumb and finger. I continued the thrusts deep and long into her pussy, while she moaned for me to continue. I could see us in the full-length mirror. The sight of me, a woman standing there with a large cock, fucking this beautiful woman was just too intense for me. I felt so powerful, and she seemed so submissive to my fucking. I knew what I needed to do. After I made her cum with my fucking, I took the cock out of her. I then had her get on her knees in front of me. I told her to suck my cock. While she did, I pulled her head onto my cock, force-feeding her my cock. While she did that, one of her hands was fingering my asshole, while the other was fingering my pussy. It was so intense, that I came. We collapsed on the floor together, holding each other, and talking about our next time together. New Friends A month ago it was my wife’s and mine anniversary. We were staying in a nice hotel in a resort town a couple hours from our home. After dinner we went to the hotel bar and had a couple of drinks. While there we ran into a couple who we had met earlier in the day at the pool. Ted and Julie were from another state and trying to escape the cold for a few days. We were all pretty much the same age and seemed to get along well for only speaking for no more then an hour if you added up all our time together. After finishing our second drink we said our goodnights and headed for our room. A couple of drinks is normally all it takes to get my wife Bobby feeling a little randy, and it appeared that this night was going to hold true to form. Our room was on the second floor so we used the stairs rather then the elevator. Earlier in the day I had stepped off of a curb and rolled my ankle so I was limping along kind of slow which gave Bobby about a five stair head start. Bobby was wearing a mid thigh length black dress with black stockings which from my lower vantage point I could see were being held up by a black garter belt. I could see this little detail along with the fact that she was not wearing any panties because she had turned and was facing down the stairs, holding her dress up just high enough so I had a perfect look at her pussy which she must have shaved for the occasion. At first I thought that everybody in the bar was getting the same show that I was but when I looked over my shoulder I don’t think anyone could see much more the Bobby’s feet. When I looked back at Bobby she had dropped her dress, she said “What do you think of that?” I answered that a picture definitely would have been worth a thousand words. When we got back to our room I fixed us a drink and we sat at the little table in the room. I keep glancing down to where her dress was riding up just enough to so I could see the tops of her stockings but no more, she knew I was trying to get a peek so after torturing me for a few minutes she spread her legs so her bare mound and puffy little lips were visible and asked if this was what I kept trying to look at. I said “Hang on; I want to get the camera so when you tease me like this I have something to fall back on.” I was just joking because every other time I had brought up the camera she wasn’t real big on the ideal, but this time she shocked me by saying “go ahead, but you’d better hurry before I change my mine.” I must have looked pretty comical as I ran to the corner of the room where the bag with the digital camera was. When I got back she asked what kind of picture I wanted, Not wanting to push my luck, I said whatever she wanted to show me I’d take a picture of. She laughed and I could tell that she was a little embarrassed. She reached up to the top of her dress and pulled the left strap down over her shoulder, then slowly pulled the dress down to where her left breast which was encased in a very sexy white lace bra was showing. This whole time I was looking through the view finder of the camera and as her breast came into view I started to take a couple of pictures. Bobby now pulled her breast out of the bra and her nipple was sticking out and looked to be hard as a rock. “Is it as hard as it looks” I asked and she took her nipple between her thumb and index finger and rubbed it a couple of times and said “sure is”. Now I have seen, touched, sucked on, and licked Bobby tits a million times in all the years that we’ve been together, but I have never been so turned on looking at one of her tit’s as I was looking through the camera and taking pictures as my wife touched her own nipple. I knew that she must be getting as excited as I was when she asked if I wanted a shot of her pussy. I was on my knees in front of her before the ok got out of my mouth. She stood up in front of me, lifted her dress up over her hips and spread her legs just enough so I had a perfect shot of her pussy being highlighted by the light in back of her. I kept clicking as she spread her vagina lips so I could see the little nub of her clitoris. The whole thing was shiny from the moisture that was starting to seep from between the folds I was now using the zoom to take pictures of. Bobby told me to hang on for a minute and she walked to the bathroom. When she came back she had removed her dress. She lay down on the bed, spread and raised her legs and said to get a shot of this. I hadn’t noticed but she had a vibrator in her hand. I was on my knees at the end of the bed between her legs as she started rubbing the buzzing vibator up and down between her legs. Watching this show through the camera was better then anything I’d ever seen in my life, I was about to explode right their in my pants. As she started pushing and pulling the vibator in and out, I was rubbing the bulge in my pants, I didn’t think I was going to be able to take much more of this. All of a sudden her whole body went stiff and she started shaking as she said “Oh my God, I cumming” After a minute she said I was going to have to let her rest for five minutes, so I got up and made us both another drink. We sat next to each other with our backs against the beds backboard, and sipped our drinks in silence. After a short time Bobby told me how turned on she had been knowing I was watching the whole thing through the camera. After another minute of quite she said “To bad we don’t have a movie camera, this might be the only time I let you take pictures or movies of me”. Now she has me all wound up, and I’m actually thinking of trying to find an electronics store to buy one, knowing somewhere in the small part of my brain that my dick hadn’t taken all the blood away from that no store would be open at that time. Then it dawned on me, and I said “You know, Ted and Julie had a camcorder down at the pool today, maybe they’ll let us borrow theirs”. Bobby said “Oh, we couldn’t do that. They’d have to know why we would want to use a movie camera for at this time of night. I’d be too embarrassed to ask”. I said “Don’t worry about it; we’ll never see these people again after tomorrow”. I picked up the phone, dialed the front desk and asked for Ted’s room. Julie picked up the phone and all of a sudden I was the one that was too embarrassed to ask, so after stammering something stupid I asked to talk to Ted. I told him that we would like to use their camcorder and Ted started laughing, I heard him call out to Julie why we were calling, and I could hear her laughing in the background. Finally he calmed down enough to say sure, we could use it. He gave me their room number and we hung up. When I got up and started hobbling to the door, Bobby said that maybe she had better go. The way I was walking she’d be an old maid before I got back. I agreed with her and said I’d fix a couple of drinks while she went. After slipping her dress back on she left. It seemed that she was gone forever, and I seriously thought about jacking off to put myself out of my misery. Twenty five minutes later Bobby opened the door and right in back of her was Ted and Julie. Bobby saw my surprise and quickly said that they knew what we wanted the camera for and that we could make a much better movie if we had someone else to hole the camera. Julie piped up and said that Ted was a great camera man, and if it would make us feel a little more at ease we could watch a few minutes of a movie Ted had done a few days before, but only if I made them a drink first. While I made drinks, Ted hooked the camera up the TV. We all sat on the bed, and Ted hit the play button. Bobby and I couldn’t believe what we were seeing, Julie was lying on her back, and Ted was lying between her legs with his face buried in her pussy. The shot was taken from to far away to get a really good look at Ted’s face and what he was doing, but you knew from the look on Julie’s face and the sounds she was making that she was real close to orgasm. I all of a sudden felt my wife’s hand on my upper leg, inching closer to my cock with every move. I looked at Bobby and she was riveted to the screen, all of a sudden her eyes got twice as big as normal, when I looked back at the TV screen I could see why, Ted was standing in front of Julie who was sitting on the edge of the bed, he had his cock in his hand, rubbing it back and forth. It had to be an honest twelve to thirteen inches long. Julie was leaning forward and starting to lick the tip, this is when Ted stood up and turned the movie off. Ted turned to us and said that now we shouldn’t be embarrassed because we had seen all they had to show. Bobby and I just sat there not knowing what to do or say. Julie said she had an idea haw to get us started, she moved over and sat next to Bobby and told me to stand up. She then told me to stand in front of Bobby and for Ted to get the camera rolling. When Bobby looked at her she told her to pull my pants down and show Ted what I had. What I had was the biggest hard on of my life. Julie slid my pants down to my ankles and started rubbing my cock, instantly a big drop of pre- come formed on the end of my dick. Bobby pulled me to her and licked just the tip, then took the head into her mouth and ran her tongue around and around, Ted still had the camera hooked to the TV so I could watch my wife giving me a blow job like a real movie. I was still watching the screen when a pair of hands reached around and pulled the straps off my wife’s shoulders and lowered her dress down off her breasts, I knew they had to be Julie’s hand and when they started to rub Bobby’s tit’s that’s all I could take, I started cumming and after all I had seen and been treated to this night it felt like I was pumping a gallon of sperm into Bobby’s mouth. She was swallowing as fast as she could, but it wasn’t fast enough, I watched on the screen as little drops of cum started dripping out of both corners of her mouth. I slumped to the bed and sat there knowing I had never had an orgasm like that in my life. Ted said maybe I should use the camcorder while he made another drink. I turned to where the wives were and saw that Julie was sucking on Bobby’s still bear breasts, I could see a couple of drops of my sperm that had dripped onto Bobby’s tit’s, and Julie was busy licking every drop she could find. When Ted came back into the room he watched our wives for a second, and then asked if Bobby had ever eaten another woman’s pussy before and I said not that I knew about. He suggested that she have a go at Julie’s while I filmed them. “It’s sound good to me if Bobby’s game” I said. Both women stood up and took their dresses off. Bobby left her garter and nylons on while Julie was completely naked. Julie lay on her back and Bobby got on her hands and knees and started tenderly licking Julie’s pussy. Ted suggested that I get up by Julie’s head for a better shot. He was right. I watched through the camera lens as my wife would run her tongue up and down and between Julie’s pussy lips, then she’d suck on Julie’s clitoris till Julie was on the verge of coming. This was the greatest movie I’d ever seen and it got better when I felt Julie pull me over till I was straddling her face, she used one hand to stroke my cock while she lick my balls. Ted was behind my wife now running his hand up and down her slit. He said he never felt a pussy that was wetter then my wife’s. He got down behind her and started to eat her pussy. She immediately started moaning into Julie’s cunt. Now I’m still watching all this through the camera, and I’m hard as a rock again. Julie keeps stroking my dick and now she is alternating between licking my balls and licking my asshole, I’m going crazy. Ted stands up, takes his pants off and with about three strokes of his cock it’s as big or bigger then it looked in the movie. He starts rubbing it against my wife’s pussy and she starts pushing back against him. She finally lifts her head and pleads with Ted to stick it in which he immediately does. Julie’s crying out that she’s cumming, Ted’s pounding into my wife as hard and fast as he can, I know I’m about to cum again and Julie must sense it because she starts jacking me off with abandon and to set me over the edge she sticks her finger all the way up my ass. I instantly start shooting jet after jet of cum all over her chest and stomach. When I’m done I move down to where I can get a good shot of Ted’s mammoth cock screaming in and out of Bobby’s bare pussy. As she mutters that she’s cumming Ted pulls his dick out and pumps his load all over my wife’s butt and back. We all collapse onto the bed and I finally turn the camera off. After awhile Ted and Julie dress and start to leave. We exchange addresses and they promise to send us a copy of the tape. We also make a deal to exchange any new movies we make in the future. I know the first thing I’m going to do when we get home is to go out and buy a new camcorder. New Friends My husband Philip and I recently moved to Phoenix for his job. We had lived in Wisconsin for the last six years so this new weather is taking some getting used to. But I really love the warmth. Philip is an architect; he designs tall buildings and some nightclubs. He's a good provider. And we are still in love. We like most of the same things and our sex life is fantastic! Oh, by the way, my name is Rhonda. About two months after we moved here, I decided that I needed some new lingerie to add a little more spice to our lives. I love being spontaneous and planning at the same time. I just had a need to turn up the heat a little more. You see, with this new area, he was under a lot of stress and he wasn't being as attentive as I am use to. I needed something special to bring back the boil! So I jumped in the Volvo and headed downtown to do some shopping. I found the greatest little sexy shop. The window had leather in it. I think I came. I casually walked in side hoping none of our new neighbors saw me going into this every so wonderful decedent place. The shop was pretty empty; maybe one or two other women were browsing and there was one young couple feeling the merchandise and each other. They were totally unashamed of their love and sex. It made me envious. I had to find something to bring back the spark in my marriage. I was getting really horny at this point. I was a little afraid that when I got started fucking again, I wouldn't be able to stop for days. I walked slowly around the shop touching the soft fabrics that formed the sexy attire. Silk was my favorite. I want to be buried in it when I die. But I want to fuck in it while I'm young. I guess I was unconsciously stroking the fabric and staring out into space when someone lightly touched my arm. I was shocked back to reality and before me stood a very pretty woman. She smiled and said, "Are you all right? You looked zoned out." I giggled nervously and said, "I'm sorry, I was just fantasizing how beautiful this would make me feel. And how much my husband would love to literally rip it off of me. A hundred and fifty dollars is a lot to get ripped off of." "Yes, it certainly is," she agreed. "Do you wear a lot of lingerie?" She asked casually. "Sometimes, when I really want to get seduced," I confided in her, but I don't know why. She just looked friendly and I hadn't met many friends since we moved here. "I'm having a lingerie party at my house next weekend. I'd love for you to come. I think you would have a good time and at least make some new friends. Would you like to come?" For a moment I zoned out.... Cum, oh yes, I'd love to cum my mind repeated over and over. I felt her hand on my arm and returned to reality. "Oh, I'm sorry... I guess I seem really flaky to you, huh? I'm just slightly distracted this afternoon," I apologized. "No problem! My name's Caroline and I'm looking forward to having you as a friend. Here's my card with my address. Where do you live?" I told her the subdivision we lived in and she said that she lived just a mile from me. "Please come to the party. I promise you won't regret it. And you will definitely make some new friends." I took the information and she walked with me back to my car with my $150.00 soft leather lingerie. "See you on Friday," she called as she drove off. I returned to my car with a smile on my face. I had finally made a friend. That night, when Phillip got home, I had on the soft leather and it curved perfectly to my body. My full breasts were perky and erect and begged for him to suckle them. His smile was wide as his hands caressed them and his mouth licked at the animal skin that covered them. It seemed such a long time since he had looked at me that way. I smiled the entire time his tongue licked the hardness there. Then he laid me back onto the table and pushed the soft fabric above my mammaries. He slipped off the shear thong I had on and bent over me. His hard dick slipped easily into my wet pussy and he teetered in and out of my cunt until his load spilled deep in me. I felt warmth run down my legs and my body shook with pleasure. Recovering from our coupling, Phillip tongue kissed me and pulled me up to my feet. "That was great baby! I really needed that and I'm sure you did too. Why else would you go buy something so sexy?" He smiled, kissed me hard and left for work. Today was the when Caroline was having the lingerie party. I was so excited that I could get nothing done. I tried vacuuming and dusting and I cleaned the dishes in the dishwasher. Then I took a long, luxurious bath and masturbated. I seemed to be horny all of the time lately. But I was sure finding new friends would be a great help. And I would come home with yet another sexy tantalizer for Philip. I splashed a little Curve on my cleavage and put on a sexy summer dress, all I wore anymore. I slipped on a thong and headed out the door. I had no problem finding Caroline's home. It was very stylish and it looked like I thought it would. The inside was beautiful. She must have had a maid, because no woman keeps her own house this clean. She introduced me to three of her other guests/friends. There was Sherrie, a flaming red head with bright white teeth and a perfect smile. I later found out that her husband was a dentist. Madeline was a bit shy, with a tendency not to look you in the eye. But she was very pretty too. She had a nice shapely body that men adore. Her husband was a banker. And, not to be outdone, there was Aimee. She had a beautiful smile and I'm sure that every man who saw her wanted her. She had a million dollar body. She even made me wet. Her hazel eyes sparkled with stars in them. Her shape was perfect and the red lipstick she wore on her pouty lips made her smile bloom. She was really chatty and personable. I took a quick liking to her. Caroline pulled out the line of lingerie she was selling today. All of it was sheer and sexy and just looking at it I knew it would drive Phillip crazy. I wanted it all, but I knew that I only needed one more little thing to heat up the bedroom. As I browsed through the sexy clothes, my hand fell on a light green, silk Teddy. Just the touch of it on my fingers made my nipples hard and I caught my breath. It was so loud that the other ladies looked my way. Embarrassed, I said, "Sorry, but is so soft! I just want to rub it all over my body!" "Try it on," Caroline suggested. She took it off the rack and handed it to me. "Go try it on!" I took the Teddy and slipped into the bathroom. As it fell over my head, a shiver ran through me and I felt liquid form in my pussy. I was afraid of leaving my scent on the fabric, so I put some toilet paper between my legs before I slipped on the pants. Then I ran my hands all over my body, just feeling the silk play with my skin. I sat on the toilet and let my hands explore my body and before I knew it I was masturbating. A knock on the door brought me back to reality. "Sorry, I'll be right there!" I called and quickly changed clothes, throwing the paper into the toilet as I left the room. "I'll take it", I said as I joined the other girls. "Wow!" Aimee said, "I wish you would have modeled it for us." "Oh, I'm sorry, want me to?" I asked. All three of them smiled and said yes in unison. I slipped back into the bathroom and put the soft material on again. Then, a little subconsciously, I stepped back into the living room to join them. They all gathered around me and started touching the Teddy and in doing so, touching me. I felt a little awkward, feeling their hands on the fabric and my skin. But it felt a little good too. I was embarrassed again. "So, do you think I should get it?" I asked them. "Oh definitely, get it" Sherrie prodded. "It is definitely you!" Madeline licked her lips and said, "If you don't get it, I will!" Aimee reached over and ran her hand across my breast to feel the silk. She touched a finger to her lips. Then she smiled. "Let's have a drink," Caroline suggested. "Then you girls can find something you like as much as Rhonda." She pulled out a Carafe of wine and handed each of us a long stem wine glass. It was a good wine. I drank my glass in a short period of time and it was quickly refilled. We all gathered back in the living room. Each of the others found a night set that they adored. The five of us wandered around the house, half dressed, sipping wine and laughing about silly things. Once each had modeled her choice, for some reason we all ended up in Caroline's bedroom, sitting on the bed. Talking, touching and laughing. I felt a little out of place but was having a lot of fun; glad I had some women to share things with. I thought it was the wine that made me paranoid. But then I realized that Aimee had laid her hand on the inside of my thigh. Her touch was warm and soothing so I just figured that she wasn't aware of what she was doing. I pulled my leg closer to my body. Her hand slipped off. Caroline ran her hand down my back; her breath tickled my ear as she laughed at something someone said. I just guessed it was because we were all getting drunk that we were bumping into one another. Sherrie was sitting beside me; her foot lay across my calf. Her fingers traced the curve of my breast. You have such lovely tits. I'd love to suck one of your nipples," she said. Shocked, I asked, "Why would you want to suck my tit?" "Because they're so perfect and full. I like full breasts. I felt Madeline's hand on the small of my back. Then she reached around me and found the smooth skin that was my shaved pussy. Then the four of them lay back on the bed and their lingerie fell open. Their supple, toned bodies exposed to me. Two of them were smooth, one had a heart about her clit and the other had full hair. Seeing them like that made me really nervous. I tried to crawl off the bed, but their hands caught me and then I felt lips on my tit. It felt so good and my pussy filled with fluids to be fucked. The one that kissed me was Aimee. Her tongue darted into my mouth while her fingers traced my nipples. I tried to push her off me, "I'm not into this!" I cried. "How do you know you're not? Have you done it before?" she whispered softly in my ear as her tongue lightly licked at my ear lobe. "NO! I'm a married woman, I love men!" I protested. "I'm married too, so what. You think only men can pleasure us?" she retorted. "That's all I need!" I declared. Caroline ran her tongue from my knee to just below my cunt. The feeling made my pussy prepare for penetration. I was shaking inside. Yet giddy with wonder. "Here, have some more wine, relax! We're going to have a good time. You will never feel deserted again," she assured me. She filled my half empty glass and then took a sip of her own wine. With the fluid still in her mouth, she held my full breast in one hand then suckled it into her mouth. The sensation of the wine and her tongue around my nipple made me cum. I couldn't believe the feeling it gave me. I wanted to fuck her, but she didn't have a dick. "Just relax, sweetheart. You're going to be just fine," she whispered as someone stroked the inside of my thigh and pinched my clit. I reluctantly surrendered to their touches. The hot breath of their mouths on my skin was exhilarating. I caught my breath. Madeline spread my legs open. She licked at my erect clit then pressed her long fingers into my cunt, quickly finding my Venus spot. "Ohhhh," I moaned. Then I protested. "No! This is wrong!" "Does it feel wrong, or do you just think it's wrong," Madeline asked in a whisper. I couldn't answer truthfully, because it didn't feel so wrong. It was the best feeling I had had in years. The touching was soft and sweet. Gentle breath on my nipples really exited me. When Aimee licked my nipple, my body shuddered with a pleasure that no man had ever given me. But this was just wrong. I closed my eyes and tried to pretend that it was men touching me and pleasing me. But hearing their cooing took the fantasy away. I opened my eyes and saw them kissing one another as they ran their hand gently over one another's breasts and mine. I now wanted to watch as they gave me pleasures I had never dreamed possible. They were gentle and giving and seemed to worship my body and my soul. Caroline rolled off the bed. As she walked toward the bureau, her tiny breasts bounced slightly. Her hand slowly massaged her clit. She opened a drawer and pulled out something. Then she returned to the bed. Sitting up on her knees, she pulled an elastic band around her waist that had a piece of leather in the front. To that leather she attached a large, phallus that, when she moved, bounced up and down. "No!" I cried. "You're not going to fuck me with that thing. I don't even know where it's been!" I protested. The other three women stood on their knees and pointed to their own pussies. I had to laugh! They pull my legs open wide, Aimee split my pussy lips to allow the dong to slip into my now liquid cunt. The she moved behind me and wrapped her arms around my waist and as Caroline fucked me with the dong, she massaged my throbbing clit. The resulting orgasm was magic! My body shook with such power that my teeth chattered. And when I finally relaxed I was smiling. Madeline crawled to my tits and started suckling them and she was so gentle and caring that I held her there as a mother does her child. She licked and sucked and nibbled until my body cried out in pleasure and she received a little fluid that I had no idea where it came from. Sherrie lay back on the bed. Her fingers playing in her own cunt. I was so turned on, that I bent over her and my tongue jutted in and out of her tasty pussy. I was so hot and horny that I ate her out for a good ten minutes before I felt the cock slip into my butt. It hurt at first but then Aimee slipped under me and sucked my clit which took all of my thoughts away from the fucking my ass was taking. Time passed and when I finally opened my eyes, the room was dark and the others were passed out. My skin was slick with body fluids and I felt I should take a shower. I slipped into the bathroom and took a quick dip. I dressed and left $100 for the silk Teddy and slipped silently from the house. As I drove home, my fingers found their way into my still vibrating pussy. I had new friends and a new sex life and I didn't feel like I was cheating on my husband. When Philip came home, he asked me what I brought at the party and I modeled the silky red Teddy. He slipped it off of me and fucked me madly. But I was disconnected from the sex I was so use to having. My mind translated his touches to those of the women that had pleased me that afternoon. When he rolled off me, I turned over and masturbated, rubbing my clit and finger fucking myself. Two days later, I was shopping for groceries and ran into Madeline. "How are you doing?" I smiled and asked. "Good! I really enjoyed being with you the other night. It was nice to have someone new," she told me. "Well, I was a bit shocked, but I have to admit that I loved it too. It was my first time, you know." "Well, we all hope it won't be your last," she assured me. "Believe me, it won't," I assured her. That night after having sex with my husband, I masturbated and fantasized about fucking the girls!" We giggled. "We are all getting together with our husbands next week. Our annual wives swap. Do you think you and your husband would like to come to that?" "Hmmmm, maybe so; I'll talk to him about it tonight. I think he would like to get his dick into your body!" I teased. "Good, just give Caroline a call and let her know after you've talked to your husband," she smiled and went on with her shopping. When Philip got home that night, I told him about the party and that it may be a little risqué and asked if he were interested. "Hell, what man wouldn't!" he smiled devilishly. But I'd fuck you before I'd do those other women," he tried to reassure me. I just laughed, thinking any man would rather fuck another before his wife. I called Madeline and told her that we would be there. She gave me directions to her house. The following week, Philip was called out of to do a consultation on a building. "I should be back before the party, but if I'm not, you go by yourself. And have a good time. I won't get mad if you fuck all of their husbands." I called Madeline and told her that Philip couldn't make the party so I wouldn't be there either. "Oh, don't be so silly. No reason you should sit at home alone when your friends are having all the fun of going sex crazy! You come or I'll send Sam there to fuck your brains out!" she demanded and I relented. On Saturday night, I put on the sexiest dress I had and some stiletto heels and drove myself to Madeline's house. A very handsome and interesting man greeted me at the door... her husband. "Well, hello there beautiful! Are you lost and all alone?" he laughed. "Yes, I am actually," I replied. "Well, lets just see if we can't fix that," he said as he took my hand and led me into the house. I felt his warm hand on my butt. Turning to Madeline, I said, "I'm sorry, but Philip was called out of town and couldn't make it. He said to tell you that he's sorry." "Well, you'll just have to have fun without him and you can tell him all about it when he comes home," she laughed and kissed me on the lips. Caroline's husband, Joshua was a real hunk. Six-foot-two with deep blue pools for eyes, his laughter was music. He smiled when she introduced me. "I get first dibs on you sweet thing!" he bent and kissed me, his tongue slipped into my mouth. His hands grabbed my ass; his dick assaulted my pussy. "Oh what have we here?" A voice asked from behind me. "A new present! A pretty new present! And to whom do you belong, my dear?" "I belong to Phillip, but he couldn't make it tonight; he was called out of town. I'm Rhonda, and I'm new in town." "Well, I'm glad that you are; because you're a pretty little thing! I'm Eric." He turned to the others and said, "Everybody, this is Rhonda. Her hubby can't be here tonight so we have to take real good care of her! And I'm second with her only 'cause Phil called first dibs." Everyone laughed. Eric is married to Aimee and also a good specimen of a man. Azure eyes and blond hair. Arms of a fighter and from the looks of his crouch, a ten-inch dick. He walked up to me and French kissed me, then ran his hand under my short skirt and touched my wet pussy. "Yelp! She's hot!" he announced to the rest of them. Sorry your husband couldn't make it; maybe next time. He's going to miss some sweet stuff though!" "He's really sorry he couldn't make it. He was really looking forward to this party." I explained. "We'll leave our mark on you so he'll know the kind of men we are. You'll make him proud." He reached up and squeezed my erect nipple and kissed me on the lips. Tom is married to Madeline. He was really handsome. With dark hair and eyes that sparkled as he approached me and kissed me deeply. "Maybe I can be number three... And I promise to try harder." Everyone laughed. Finally, Sherrie's husband stood before me. Michael was quieter than the other three. And seemed gentler. He took my hand and kissed it. "Welcome pretty lady. I hope to serve you well." Looking at my female friends, I blushed. "What does this all mean?" "Well, even though we won't have the pleasure of sharing your husband between us tonight, you will be pleased by all of ours. We will also be exchanging them, but you get everyone of them, Madeline explained. "Oh wait! Yeah wait! I'm going to be fucking four men tonight?" NO WAY!" I turned to leave and Joshua came up to me and whispered, "It would be a shame for a beautiful woman like you to go home alone without at least the benefit of a few good orgasms, don't you agree?" New Friends I smiled and looked him in the eye. "Well, you might have a point there. Okay, I'll stay." Everyone whooped and hollered and Joshua led me into a bedroom. His smile was bright and his eyes intense. He bent down and whispered into my ear, "You'll never want your husband again, after tonight." I giggled and replied, "Really? You're dick's twelve inches?" "Well, yeah, aren't they all?" Laughing, he led me to the bed. The sheets were turned down, waiting to be occupied. He helped me out of my dress, and then kissed my erect nipples. A chill ran through me and my pussy became wet. "Your skin is so soft and sweet. I love your tits, full and round," then he suckled me as he laid me on the cool cotton sheets. My breath escaped as he climbed onto the bed and removed his shirt to reveal a furry chest. I wanted to run my fingers through the hair, because Philip's chest had maybe three hairs. Dropping his jeans revealed a large bulge in his shorts and when he slid them off his body I was faced with a sculptured penis like none I had seen previously. I licked my lips. I wanted to suck it into my mouth. He licked his hand and took the phallus into it and started stroking it. I knelt before him and pushed his hand away. Then sucked the cock into my mouth and suckled him until he became stiff and precum sat on my tongue. Pushing me back onto the pillow, he slowly slid his thick cock deeper and deeper into my now tight pussy. I wasn't use to a man this large and I could feel the small tears he was making in my cunt. I reached down to massage my clit as his body began to collide with mine. With upward stroke, I pinched my nub and with each downward one he caused her to explode. Each thrust caused me a pleasurable pain and at times I cried out in lusty tones. "Fuck me good baby! I need a good fuckin' I've been a really bad girl. Give me a tongue lashin'" This seemed to really turn Joshua on. The more I encouraged him the deeper and harder he fucked me. Sweat was falling off his face onto my tits and this turned me on even more. My finger tantalizing my clit as he shoved his long prick into my valley of pleasure drove me wild. Time was useless; I had no concept of it passing. It could have been an hour or only a few minutes but when he exploded in my wet pussy his seed overflowed and spilled onto the sheets. Rolling off of me, his limp tool spewed the last of his seed onto the bedspread. He kissed me deeply and whispered, "That was great," then rolled off the bed. He left the room and Eric entered. A broad smile crossed his lips. I lay there, still naked and soaked with the sweat of my coupling with Joshua. Eric went into the bathroom and I heard the water running. He came back with a cool washcloth and handed it to me. "You might want this," he smiled and started undressing. I wiped the seed and sweat from my skin and my pussy. Eric crawled onto the bed and his dong hung between his V-ed legs. It wasn't as long as Joshua's but it was easily much wider. The sight made my mouth water and I wondered if I could get it in there. I sat up and took his tool into my hand. I could hardly encircle it. Leaning over him I sucked the thick cock into my mouth. Eric's hands rested on my shoulders and his hips swayed forward and back as the thick dong filled my mouth and throat, sometimes cutting off my air. His fingers found my clit and he diddled her as he fucked my hungry mouth. With the tightness of my mouth on his hard cock, it wasn't long before his hot cum slid effortlessly down my throat. Then he fell beside me. His chest was rising and falling; he was trying to get his breath back. He rolled over and spread my legs wide. Opening his mouth he inserted his thick tongue into my wet pussy. For what felt like half an hour, he tongue fucked my wet puss and massaged my hard clit until I withered hopelessly on the hot, wet bed crying for him to please not stop and give me a good fuckin'. Just when I felt I was going to explode, he pinched my clit and fire ran down my legs. My body shook and tears ran out of my eyes as my pussy filled with delicious fluids. Eric pulled his dick out of his pants and slipped it into my contracting cunt and she crushed his dick, squeezing his fluids into her. He lay quietly beside me for a long while. I stroked the thick cock and he suckled my tits. Once he felt strong enough he rolled off the bed, dressed and kissed me, then walked out the door. I found the cloth he had given me and I wiped the sweat and seed off of me once again and Tom came in. He had a broad smile on his face. His prick was pushing against the fabric of his heavy jeans. "Are you having fun yet?" he asked. "It sure is different," whispered. "Let's take a shower, wash all that sweat and seed off your pretty skin," he held his hand out to me. I took it and he helped me off the bed and supported me into the bathroom and under the warm spray of the shower. The steam and water felt so good and seemed to revitalize me. Tom stood behind me, his hands supporting me because my legs were a bit weak from being fucked twice in the last half hour. He soaped up the washcloth and ran it the length of my body, taking special care to clean between my pussy lips and my ass. "I like your smooth shaved pussy," he smiled and knelt before me on the bottom of the shower. He raised his face up to look at me then, inserted his tongue into by open cunt. I reached down to massage my clit as his tongue explored the darkness between my legs. Shortly, my legs began to tremble and I slipped down. His hands held tight to my waist and he supported me to the bottom of the shower. I lay there, the cool tiles soothing my body and causing a chill at the same time. Tom started stroking his cock and he stood up. Looking up to see what he was doing, I saw him stroking himself. When his prick was hard, he reached down and tilted my face up to look at his cock. And he pressed it into my mouth. Slowly he bent his knees and his dick went into my throat. Water splashed on my face and burned my eyes. He used the narrow walls to support himself as he moved up and down fucking my face. The splash of the water on my clit drove me crazy and I masturbated faster and faster as he fucked my mouth with his long cock. Then the explosion as his seed filled my mouth and overflowed my lips. The warm of his cum trickled over my breast and my hands played in the silky fluids. Tom slipped to the bottom of the shower and his mouth covered mine. "Thank you, that was so wonderful!" he breathed hoarsely. He helped me off the floor of the shower and handed me a towel. He stepped out and dried himself. All I heard was the door closing. I dried my hair and body with the towels there and went back out to the bed. I had no sooner lay on the sticky sheets that Michael walked in the room. "Looks like you had a shower," he smiled. "Sort of." "Where do you want me?" He looked at the bed and saw the caking cum all over the sheets. Then he went into the bathroom and came back. He pulled the pillows off of the bed and threw them on the floor. He went into the bathroom and pulled out a hand full of towels. He threw them on the floor. Then he looked up at me. "That works for me, how about you?" "It's cleaner than the bed," I replied. Michael started undressing and when he was free of the restrictions, he took my hand and led me to the makeshift bed. For a few minutes, he stood over me and just looked at my body. His prick was hanging proudly between his legs. His balls were really big. I wondered what he had in store for me. I was a little chilly from the shower, but my teeth weren't chattering. "You're cold aren't you?" "Yeah, a little." He pulled the spread off the bed and turned it non-soiled side down. Then he crawled beside me underneath it. Wrapping his arms around my chilled body, he lightly rubbed my skin to chase the chill away. He was gentle and patient. Finally I had a body temperature and he asked, "Do you want to do this?" "Sure, why not?" I'm betting you're the best of the lot!" I smile demurely. His eyes squinted as his smile grew. "You'd win that bet! That's why I always go last. I hope you will enjoy this." "Oh, I think I will!" I whispered and leaned over to kiss him. His lips met mine eagerly and we slipped under the spread as his body collided with mine. The force of his hips pushing his long cock deep into my pleasure zone was like fireworks before my eyes; lightening strikes on a stormy night. Time past and I lost track. The next thing I knew the sun was shining in my eyes and waking me. Beside me lay Michael. His body melded to mine; his cock still in my pussy. All I could remember was the pleasure of his lovemaking. Quietly, I tried to slip out of his arms. He woke up as I stood up. "Leaving so early?" "Yeah, I think my husband will be wondering where I am." "Let me ask you something... Did you enjoy the women more than us guys?" "Wow, what a question! I loved the women because they were gentle and loving. I loved the guys because they were wild and wonderful. Each of you touched me in very special ways. I would love to do a man and woman together some day. Are you game? A three some two against one? He only smiled. But I saw that twitter in his prick. I bent over and kissed his lips. New Friends Steve and Lisa pulled up to the bar that they had agreed to meet Brooke and George. Parking looked a bit on the scarce side, so Steve pulled up to the valet who opened Lisa's door as Steve got out and took the ticket from the valet's extended hand as he made his way quickly around the car to drive off. Steve walked up next to Lisa, slipped his arm around her waist, and held her close against him. "Are you nervous?" he asked, smiling at his beautiful wife. "A little." Lisa said, smiling. Steve knew better, she wasn't nervous but excited. Steve smiled back lovingly. They walked to the entrance of the bar and Steve opened the door for his wife. His eyes darted up and down her body as she walked ahead of him. Smiling to himself, Steve thought how lucky he was to have a wife that still turned him on as much as she did when they first met. His eyes focused on her ass as she walked in front of him, loving how she moved it from side to side seductively as she walked. Her light brown hair cascaded halfway down her back, seeming almost to point at the treasures just slightly below. The first reaction to the place was that it was loud. Overly loud near the bar area, but not much better anywhere else. This wasn't the sort of place that Steve enjoyed, and most certainly wasn't a good place for a conversation. Putting his objections aside, Steve and Lisa started looking for the friends they were meeting here. All of the sudden, Lisa was grabbed by a tall blonde at the bar they were passing and given a big hug. "Lisa!" the cute woman nearly screamed. "Brooke!" Lisa said, hugging the girl back. They broke their embrace quickly, and Brooke stepped aside and motioned towards a tall bald guy standing next to her. "This is my husband George. George this is Lisa – my friend form MySpace that I was telling you about!" Lisa extended her hand and shook his. "Good to meet you. This is my husband Steve" she said. "Nice to finally meet you two" Steve said as he shook both their hands. "We have a table that's ready in the back whenever we want it" Brooke said, smiling at the both of them. "Let's head back there. This bar's a bit on the noisy side." Steve said. They quickly made their way back to a booth in the back of the restaurant. George and then Brooke slid in to one side next to each other, as did Lisai and then Steve. Even in the booth towards the back of the bar, it was still very loud. "I'm so glad we've finally met!" Brooke said looking across the table at Lisa. "George and I have been talking about you guys almost non-stop since we decided to come out." "Same with us" Lisa said. "I knew we'd enjoy meeting you guys as soon as we started chatting online." "I showed George some of those chats" said Brooke. "We've both had a LOT of fun reading those." Lisa blushed a bit, getting the innuendo. "Oh come on, they weren't that naughty." "Naughty enough." Steve chimed in jokingly. Brooke turned her attention to Steve now. "I don't know if Lisa told you this, but we're kinda new to the whole lifestyle thing. We had our first experience just two weeks ago on vacation with some friends from Boston who we knew were swingers. We've been curious for a while but didn't really find a couple we were both attracted to." "Hey, it's good to be picky" Steve said, smiling at the cute blonde sitting across from him. "It took us a long time to get comfortable enough with another couple to go full swap with them." "Very cool" Brooke said. "We like picky!" Steve and Lisa laughed. "So George, what do you do?" Steve asked, engaging the silent member at the table. "Oh, I'm a bartender" George said. "Very cool! I don't drink, but Lisa loves people that can make good dirty martini." "Why don't you drink?" Brooke asked. "Well, stopped drinking once we started swinging really. It's best to remain in control for this type of 'activity,' and besides, remembering what happened the night before is a lot more fun" Steve said. "Plus, now he can perform!" Lisa joked. "Well, there is that too" Steve said, smiling. "Speaking of drinks, our waiter isn't here yet." "This place isn't known for its service. It might be best if we go to the bar instead of waiting on someone to take our order" George said back to Steve. "In that case, let's go get something for our beautiful ladies here" Steve said, getting up from the table. Brooke got up as well and let George out from the booth. As the guys walked back towards the bar, Brooke sat back down. "So you guys are still comfortable with everything that happened before?" Lisa asked Brooke. "Yeah, completely. We both really enjoyed it, and really enjoyed watching each other." "I know what you mean. Even when it's just the two of us together, Steve and I enjoy watching each other play with ourselves. We both get off on it" Lisa said, lowering her voice. "Oh that's so hot!" Brooke whispered back. "What else are you guys into??" "Well, we like toys, fucking in all sorts of positions, watching adult movies from time to time, and chatting to people about the things that they do as well." Brooke smiled. "Kinda like now huh?" "Well, yeah" Lisa said, laughing slightly. "Not to put too fine a point on it. So what are you guys into?" "About the same. Some light S&M I guess too, spanking, restraints – that sort of thing. We're also big into telling each other what we'd like to do to other people while we're having sex." "Oh really? Any people in particular lately?" Lisa asked. Brooke blushed. "After we saw your pictures, we've been mostly talking about you and your husband." Lisa laughed. "Well that's a good thing. Kinda why we're all here tonight right?" "Very much so. We're both really happy that you look like your pictures. We've heard horror stories where that hasn't been the case." "Yeah, we've met a few people that had taken pictures apparently years before – not sure why they think that sort of thing works" Lisa said. "Well George's been talking non-stop about your breasts. He's a huge fan of big titties." Brooke said laughing. "Well, from what you've told me about him, I'm going to be a fan as well" Lisa said. "Hey, let's switch sides and sit by each others husbands for dinner tonight." Brooke said excitedly. "I'm game" Lisa said as she got up from the booth. The girls switched sides just as the guys returned from the bar. Steve had one glass of water and Lisa's drink while George was carrying drinks for both Brooke and himself. "Musical chairs?" Steve asked jokingly. "No, just figured we'd switch around a bit. You 2 have to sit on the same side!" Steve and George just laughed. Steve sat down next to Brooke after she situated herself in the booth, and handed his drink to Lisa as she sat down after George. George reached out and handed Brooke her drink as well. The bar was getting louder, and it was becoming a bit difficult to carry on the conversation across the table. "So what did you guys talk about while we were gone?" George asked Lisa. "Oh, just girl stuff" she responded, with a slightly wicked grin on her face. "I was telling Steve how much fun we've had with the different things that you and Brooke have been talking about. And the pictures have been AMAZING!" "Well I'm glad you like those...were there any in particular you enjoyed?" Lisa asked. George blushed a bit. "There's one of you going down on Steve. Your eyes are locked on the camera. Drove both Brooke and me nuts." Lisa smiled. She of course knew the picture that he was referring to. "Well that's one of our tamer pics." "Yeah, but the eyes" George responded. "Kept picturing myself in that picture with you looking up at me." "You did, did you?" Lisa said, her smile broadening. She inched closer to him, "Well I'm sure we can figure some way to get you a picture like that." As she said this, Lisa's right hand dropped onto George's leg, patting him lightly in a teasing manner, before returning back up to the table. Lisa winked at George and then looked across the table. Steve and Brooke were engrossed in conversation as well, apparently at the level of a whisper. The bar had gotten even louder now, and they would literally have to be yelling across the table to hear each other. Lisa saw Steve lean in and whisper something in Brooke's ear, which first caused a smile, and then an outright giggle out of Brooke. She looked at Steve, and then nodded. Steve then turned back towards Lisa and George. "Do you guys want go someplace else? Somewhere quieter??" Steve nearly shouted across the table. Jokingly, Lisa shouted back "What???" And then smiled. She got up, which was the queue for everyone else to do the same and the four made their way out of the bar. Outside, the noise quickly dropped down and they could easily hear each other again. "Well thank God! I couldn't hear myself think in there!" Brooke said as they handed the valet their tickets. "Yeah – that's not a good place to talk and get to know each other." Steve said, taking Lisa in his arms as they waited for their cars. "So where to now?" Lisa spoke up first. "Well, our place is only about ten minutes away– why not back there?" Both George and Brooke smiled. "Sounds like a plan. Should we follow you?" George asked. "No need, Brooke can ride with Steve and I'll ride with you so you don't get lost" with a wicked grin. "Yeah. For navigational purposes only..." Steve said sarcastically. Their cars pulled up and the two valets jumped out and opened the passenger doors. Lisa caught a confused look on the valet's face as she got into George's car instead of going with her husband, and giggled slightly The valet shut her door for her as George got in the drivers seat and started up the car. They pulled out behind Steve, following him and Brooke back to Steve and Lisa's apartment. "So for navigational purposes, huh?" George joked. "Well, it wouldn't be right for you to get lost, and this also gives us a chance to get to know each other. And the same for Steve and Brooke too." "This is turning into a fun night already. I love the idea of Brooke 'getting to know' another guy in the car ahead of us" George said. Lisa smiled and reached down into George's lap, placing her hand on his cock through his jeans. "Apparently you do like that idea" Lisa said and began gently rubbing him through his pants. George just sat there, a bit shocked, and desperately trying to keep his attention on the road. He turned and looked at Lisa, loving the feeling of her hand rubbing up and down on his cock. Lisa unbuckled her seat belt and slid closer to him. "Keep your eyes on the road and let me know if I'm too distracting" she said as she bent over and started working on the zipper to George's jeans. George kept his hands on the wheel as Lisa pulled his cock out and placed it between her lips. He was hard already, and mouth felt amazing as she bobbed her head up and down him. Suddenly Lisa's cell phone started ringing with Steve's tone. Reluctantly she took her mouth off of George and got the phone from her purse. "What!?" she shouted in mock anger. "You little slut!" Brooke laughed into the phone ahead of them. "We thought you were down there!!" Lisa started laughing. She looked ahead and could see Brooke looking back from her car, laughing. Brooke hung up the phone, waved, and then she dropped down as well. George and Lisa stared for a second as they could only assume that Brooke was going down on Steve as well. Lisa turned to George and placed her hand on his still exposed cock. "Does it turn you on to think that Brooke's sucking Steve off at the same time that I have your cock in my mouth?" He just nodded. She felt George's dick getting a little harder in her hand. She laughed lightly and then bent over again, taking his cock between her lips. George's right hand reached out and started caressing Lisa's ass while she sucked on him. Paying attention to the road was becoming much more of a challenge. He squeezed her firm ass in his hand while she kept working his cock with her wet mouth. Up ahead of him, George saw Brooke come up from down in Steve's lap, say something, and then go back down towards his lap again, out of view. This went on for the next ten minutes or so, Lisa keeping him at a constant state of arousal without letting him cum. He felt himself getting close a few times, but she' squeeze him at the base of his cock and slow down her mouth, just enough to keep him incredibly aroused, but just short of cumming. As he felt himself building up again from her ministrations, the car in front of made a turn onto a smaller street, and then a quick right into the underground parking garage of a nice-looking apartment complex. George followed Steve down inside the garage, and found some guest parking spots near the elevator. As he pulled into the spot, Lisa brought her head u from his lap and, her lips red and puffy from the blowjob she'd just given. "We should go inside. I think we can have some more fun there." Lisa said and gave George a quick kiss. She then opened the passenger door and hopped out of the car. George quickly put his very hard cock back into his pants and followed Lisa over to the elevator. As they were standing there waiting Steve and Brooke opened their doors in the other car and made their way over. As George smiled and looked at his wife, he could tell from her puffy lips that she had in fact been sucking on Steve as well. "Well did you have fun with my husband?" Brooke asked Lisa as she came up. "Not as much as we're about to" Lisa replied. The elevator doors opened suddenly and the four of them got inside. "We were actually just talking until we saw your head disappear into George's lap" Brooke said with a smile. "Well, if you knew what I was doing, then you should have known better than to call and interrupt!" The four of them laughed. The elevator opened on Steve and Lisa's floor and they quickly made their way down the hall and to their door. Steve got out his keys and opened the door, letting Lisa and Brooke in first, followed by George and finally himself. "Why don't we just head to the bedroom and pick up where we left off?" Lisa asked. As Lisa and Steve lead Brooke and George to the bedroom, Lisa took Steve's hand and brought it up to her face, kissing it tenderly. "I love you so much!" she said to him. "I love you too. It was so hot watching you two behind us – I loved the idea of sucking George off while we were on our way home here" Steve said back to her. Lisa smiled. "I knew you would. And now you get to see it up close." As they entered the bedroom, Lisa let go of Steve's hand and turned around. George and Brooke were whispering things to each other as well, both of them with excited smiles on their faces. "Alright you two, enough secrets!" Lisa joked. "I want to finish what I started in the car." "Me too, I don't like having any job left undone!" Brooke said, emphasizing the word 'job' as she walked over towards Steve. Lisa stepped up in front of George and kissed him briefly. She reached down and rubbed his cock as she knelt in front of him, and quickly undid his pants and let his cock spring free once again. "Wait a minute...where's our camera?" Lisa asked Steve. Steve looked up from Brooke who was already greedily sucking on his cock. "I think it's in the office." Lisa smiled. "Follow me" she said to George, and got up. With her hand still on his cock, she lead him out of the room and to the office. The camera was on Steve's desk charging. "You said you liked the picture I took sucking on Steve's dick. Let's take some just for you!" George smiled. "Fuck yeah!" he said, loving the idea. Lisa grabbed the camera and handed it to him. She then got down on her knees again in front of George and took his cock in her mouth once more. George turned a quick look at the camera and figured out how to turn it on and take pictures. He pointed it down on Lisa who was staring up at him as she worked his cock, her eyes sparkling. "Wait, in the picture I think you were naked as well." George said. Lisa smiled as best she could with his cock in her mouth. She then stood up, letting him slip out, and gave him a passionate kiss. "So you want it exactly the same, huh?" Lisa asked, her hand gently stroking George's wet cock. "Why mess with perfection?" George kidded back. "Alright. Then strip me down" Lisa ordered. George was happy to comply. He kissed Lisa again and reached down to the bottom of Lisa's shirt. He pulled it up and over her head, reveBrookeng a very sexy black bra that did very little to hide her hot pink nipples. He reached behind her, unsnapping her bra and pulled it off of her shoulders. Her large tits finally displayed proudly before him. He reached up, cupping them both and leaned down a little, taking first her left, and then her right nipple in his mouth. He played with her tits for seconds, her nipples getting hard in his mouth as he played with them. Lisa's pulled George against her, loving the way he played with her tits. She ran her fingers through his hair and began to moan. She then reached down and pulled on the bottom of his shirt as well. He got the idea and released his mouth from her tits and quickly took his shirt off. As he was disrobing, Lisa slipped out of her jeans and panties in one motion, followed quickly by George disrobing from his pants as well. Now both completely naked, they embraced again. George's cock was pinned between both their hot bodies as they kissed. He loved the feeling of her tits against his chest, and he pulled her tightly to him. His hands went down to her ass, rubbing and massaging her as they made out. Lisa broke the kiss, smiling, and knelt in front of him. With the setting for the camera now perfect, George pointed it down on her again while she opened her mouth and inched her lips down his cock. George started taking pictures, and lots of them. Pretty much as fast as the camera would let him. And Lisa loved it. She kept here eyes focused on the camera lens as it made the digital click noise over and over again. She reached up and stroked the shaft of his cock while she teased the head, licking it seductively and rubbing it against her lips. She smiled for the camera, never taking her eyes from it. "Do you want to take any other type of shot?" Lisa asked, still rubbing George's cock against her lips as she spoke. "What do you have in mind?" George stammered back, Having a hard time deBrookeng with how hot taking these pictures was getting. "Oh I don't know...maybe some pictures like this..." Lisa said as she knelt up a bit and while still looking into the camera, grabbed her tits and pushed them together around George's cock. George moaned deeply as Lisa began working her tits up and down his slippery dick. She had a naughty smile on her face, and George kept clicking away with the camera as best he could. "Oh God!" George exclaimed. "I'm going to cum soon from this!" "Keep taking pictures then. I want to have a record of the first time I get you off" Lisa said, still working his dick between her tits. George moaned but kept taking pictures. His cock was about to explode and the sexy woman below him wanted him to take pictures of him cumming on her. It was just too much. George thrust hard one last time between Lisa's tits and started to cum. He shot hard and hit Lisa in the cheek. She just kept smiling and continued to pump his cock with her tits. "Keep taking the pictures!" Lisa said as George had stopped, unable to focus on that while he came. He regained some composure and kept taking the pictures as Lisa asked as he continued shooting up onto her face. New Friends After a few face shots, Lisa released her tits from around his cock and brought it up to her mouth, putting him between her lips once gain. She felt him shoot a few times in her mouth as she reached up and stroked his exposed shaft with her right hand. George kept taking pictures as she sucked on his spurting cock. Finally his orgasm subsided, and she let him slide out of her mouth, figuring that he had become overly sensitive like most of the guys she had been with. She looked up at him behind the camera, smiling with some of his cum still on her face. "Take a few more shots of me like this." Lisa said. And George did. He caught her beautiful face smiling up at the camera, cum leaking down her cheeks and then off her chin and onto her tits. Lisa made a show for the camera as he took the shots of rubbing the cum on her face around with her fingers, and then wantonly licking them clean. After she had cleaned herself up, Lisa was satisfied with the pictures, and got up off her knees, taking the camera from George. "I'd love seeing those if you don't mind. Might give you some time to recover because I'm nowhere near done with you just yet" Lisa said with a devilish grin. "Yeah – I think I took about a hundred pictures of that" George said, smiling back. Lisa put the camera back in its dock, and the computer next to it came on. The image viewer application opened automatically and the pictures started downloading. In a 30 seconds or so, all the pictures had been downloaded and the camera was empty and ready for more pictures. Lisa then clicked on the slideshow option and it began a display of all the new pictures they had just taken. Lisa and George just watched as the pictures progressed from her sucking on George's dick, to the titty-fucking pics, to George cumming on her face, and then finally Lisa just playing with his cum and cleaning up the mess he had made. While the slideshow was going on, Lisa noticed George's cock growing back to attention. "We'll send you guys these pics tomorrow. I'm sure Brooke would like to see them as well." "Brooke!" George thought...they had been in here about ten minutes, and he had completely forgotten about his wife. Lisa read George's concern and smiled. "Don't worry. I'm sure she's having as much fun as we are. Let's go check in on them." Lisa once again lead George by his cock across the apartment and into the bedroom. As they entered the door, they saw Steve kneeling on the bed, facing away. Brooke was in front of him on all fours, getting fucked from behind. By the sound of her moans and hard breathing, she was enjoying it too. Lisa got up on the bed next to her husband, coming up beside him. Steve turned as he felt someone get up on the bed beside him, and smiled. Lisa kissed him deeply, her hand rubbing his ass as he continued to pump in and out of Brooke. "Enjoying yourself?" Lisa asked after breaking their kiss. "Yes...I've already gotten her off two times and we're getting close to a third." Lisa smiled and turned to see George watching the three of them on the bed. His cock had gotten fully erect again, and he was stroking himself, his eyes glued to his wife getting fucked on the bed in front of him. Lisa left Steve and Brooke on the bed, and went back over to George. "Do you want to just watch or do you want to fuck as well?" Lisa whispered in his ear. He smiled at her, suddenly pulled from his trance. "I think instead I owe you a good cum." Lisa smiled. "Let's go out here then" she said and lead him to the living room and sat down on the couch. George got down on his knees and moved his face down between her legs. Lisa spread her legs around George as he started licking and sucking her pussy. She was soaking wet from all of the activity so far this evening and tasted delicious to him as he worked his tongue inside her. Lisa moaned as he worked his magic on her. George reached up and slid a finger easily inside Lisa as he focused the attention of his tongue on her clit. Lisa started pumping herself up against his finger and tongue. She reached up and started pulling on her nipples, causing pleasure to course through her body. George inserted another finger that he worked in and out of Lisa's quivering pussy, and then a third, causing her whole body to shake underneath him. As her orgasm started crashing on her, Lisa started drenching George's mouth and fingers inside her. She moaned wildly, her legs instinctively closing tight on George, holding him exactly in the place as she came hard on him. As she crested and then started calming down, Lisa released her legs from around his head and leaned up from her prone position on the couch. She then leaned forward and kissed his wet lips, tasting herself on him as she seductively licked him clean. "That was amazing" Lisai said with a grin on her face. "But now I want the real thing." Lisa reached down and placed her hand over George's cock. He knelt up slightly, and allowed Lisa to place him up against her wet pussy. She smiled at him as she teased him slightly, just rubbing the head of his cock between her pussy lips, She then slipped the head of his cock inside her, and reached down and gripped George's hips. With her eyes locked on his, Lisa pulled him towards her, slipping his long, hard cock into her. They both moaned as George's cock was engulfed by Lisa's hot pussy. He rested up against her as he bottomed out, his hips up against hers. Lisa held him tight against her, and spread her legs wide around him in a 'V' positioning. She kept him fully inside her for a second, and then put her hands back up on her tits again as he began pulling slowly back out. George pulled almost completely out, so that just the top of his head was inside Lisa, and then slid deliciously into her again. George hooked his hand under Lisa's legs, staring down at this gorgeous woman as she rubbed her tits and teased her nipples. He pushed fully into her, and then began pumping his cock in and out of her. Lisa moaned, loving the feeling of him sliding inside her. She kept her eyes locked on his as they fucked this way, completely enjoying the moment. Suddenly, they heard Alli moaning loudly in the next room, apparently having her third orgasm. It wasn't too loud, but they heard just enough to both laugh a bit. Apparently Steve and Brooke were still having a good time in the other room. The distraction quickly passed as they both re-focused on each other. George started picking up the pace of his thrusts, now causing Lisa's large tits to bounce each time slid deeply inside her. Lisa reached up and started playing with his nipples, moaning and breathing hard as she felt another orgasm quickly approaching her. George leaned down and started kissing Lisa passionately while kept fucking her. "I'm...I'm going to cum soon" George said. "Yessss! I want you to cum with me!" Lisa said, unable to hold off her own orgasm any longer. Instinctively, Lisa's legs wrapped around George, forcing him deep inside her as he exploded as well. Lisa's orgasm shot up a level as she felt George cumming inside of her. She snuck her hand down between them, quickly rubbing her clit, prolonging her orgasm. George thrust deep into Lisa, feeling her pussy quivering around him as her orgasm tore through her body. Soon they were both done cumming, but George stayed inside Lisa. They held each other, enjoying the post-orgasmic sensations as they came down from another intense orgasm. "That was so fucking hot." George finally said, lying on top of her on the couch. Lisa smiled and leaned forward slightly to kiss lightly. "And we've only begun to get to know each other." George smiled back, and lifted off her. He slid out of her cum-filled pussy, and stood up, and helped Lisa to her feet as well. "Should we check in on them again?" Lisa asked with a devilish grin on her face. "We should. I wouldn't mind watching you and Brooke playing together as well." George said with a smile as he followed Lisa back into the bedroom. As they entered, Steve and Brooke were lying next to each other on the bed. "Sounds like you two were having a good time out there." Steve said, smiling and getting up to kiss his wife. "Yeah, you too." Lisa said after their quick embrace. She then looked to Brooke who was lazily playing with herself still on the bed. "Are you having a good time sweetie?" Brooke looked up at her and just smiled. "Oh yes...a very good time." Lisa got onto the bed and crawled up over Brooke. Straddling her, she kissed Brooke lightly on the lips and slipped her hand down between Brooke's legs. As she slipped her finger inside of Brooke, Lisa couldn't help but giggle a bit. "Looks like someone left me something in here" she whispered in Brooke's ear. Lisa then started kissing down Brooke's chin, down her neck, and onto her beautiful tits. Lisa took first one and then the other nipple in her mouth as George had done to her while she massaged Brooke's breasts with both of her hands. Lisa kept kissing down Brooke's stomach, and then finally between her legs. Brooke spread her legs for Lisa as her tongue and lips started dancing over her pussy. First Lisa licked and gently sucked on Brooke's clit, and then she slipped her tongue into Brooke's wet folds. She could taste Steve's cum inside of Brooke's pussy as she worked her tongue deeper and deeper inside. Lisa licked and sucked as much as she could, swallowing as of Brooke and Steve's combined juices as she could. This focus was having an effect on Brooke as well. She started bucking under Lisa, somewhat amazed that her fourth orgasm was building up in such a short period of time. Lisa felt Brooke writhing up against her mouth, and she doubled her efforts on making her friend cum. Lisa started pulling a bit harder on Brooke's tits, pinching her nipples lightly and her tongue worked around Brooke's pussy, alternating between driving as hard and deep as she could inside her wet hole, and quickly circling around Brooke's clit. Brooke started to cum for the fourth time, her legs wrapping around Lisa's head, keeping Lisa's face exactly where it was as she shook underneath her. Lisa's tongue worked rapidly on Brooke's clit as she slipped two fingers into her quivering pussy, prolonging her orgasm and increasing its intensity. Finally Brooke came down from her cum, and released Lisa from between her legs. Lisa crawled up Brooke's body, laying light kisses as she went. "My God" Brooke said, her eyes still closed with a smile on her face. Lisa kissed her deeply, letting Brooke taste her pussy juices that had smeared on Lisa's lips and face. Brooke returned the kiss, wrapping her arms around Lisa and pulling her up tight against her own body. Lisa smiled down at Brooke, seeing how exhausted she was. "Why don't you take a rest here for a bit?" Lisa asked. Brooke just smiled, her eyes still closed. Lisa got up from the bed and saw the two boys sitting on opposite sides of the couch, dicks in hand. She smiled down at the two of them. "I think we can have our own fun and let her rest a bit, don't you?" Both guys got up immediately from the couch. Lisa reached down and grabbed both dicks and lead them into the other room, shutting the door behind the three of them to let Brooke rest. To be continued... Please send any comments/suggestions to uptowncouple@gmail.com - all feedback is appreciated!!