1 comments/ 14632 views/ 5 favorites Morning Lust By: jenyes The soft light of a new day wakes me. A smile forms on my lips as I slowly stretch, my body so comfortably warm under the single sheet that covers us with most of the warmth coming from your lovely body spooned to my front. My movement causes you to roll slightly away but not enough to wake you or to full break our bodies contact. It does give me a better view of your body and, I ever so lightly, brush your hair off the side of your face so I can see your peaceful face. I gaze for minutes, never tiring of looking at you, watching you breathe and sleep. My fingers softly move along your side, dancing lightly on your hip bone, as I carefully lean forward and plant some tender kisses on your shoulder. The moment my lips touch you, I feel that electricity jolt me alive again, my nipples springing up and poking into your back. The sudden thought erupts in my mind...this beautiful woman is mine! And I can never get enough of her. My kiss brings you to half consciousness and you roll again onto your tummy. I kiss your shoulder again, letting my nipples brush over your back as I do, and whisper good morning my love. I see you smile, not quite awake, and I lightly continue my kisses... moving to the middle of your back...then lower. I hear you murmur as you become more aware of my movements, of my fingers more openly caressing your body as my lips do the same. My feet push the sheet off us as my lips and tongue travel down your spine. Now its your turn to stretch, your arms going above your head as i allow me to explore your back. Slipping lower, I kiss the rising flesh of your bottom, my fingers massaging your ass as I do. From beside you, I lean over and bring my face between your cheeks, pulling your cheeks apart, I kiss your dark star. "Good morning baby." I kiss your rosebud again and then touch her with the tip of my tongue. Your body squirms a little and your legs spread, giving me more room to lick at your tight asshole. My fingers pull your cheeks open more and i bury my tongue into your puckered flesh. Licking and probing as I hear you moan softly, your legs opening more letting me know that I shouldn't stop...not that I would have anyway. My nose touches your cunt lips as I lick at your tight asshole. Feeling you move, I shift my body to let you lift up your ass and to let me move behind you, between your legs. My tongue stabs at your star, wiggling the tip of my tongue each time to loosen and open your ring. As I eat your ass, I feel the occasion brush of your fingertips at my chin, knowing you are touching yourself as I work your asshole open once more. Snaking my tongue into you, your flavor stronger now further ignites my lust and I jam my tongue in lewdly, making my baby gasp and moan. I reach a hand down between my legs, finding my cunt molten hot...leaking... I finger myself with two digits deep up my cunt, the two that I will bring and slide up your ass in a moment. But for now, I use them to pleasure myself all the while my tongue cleans your asshole spotless. "Baby, I just can't get enough of your hot ass." My pause to talk to you allows me to press my wet fingers to your rosebud. I watch as your ring opens and lets me slide them deep up your tight rectum. Smiling as I feel your ass tighten on them. I spit on my fingers and your asshole to help them fuck your asshole harder. I reach around the bed with my free hand, seeking one of the toys we used the night before to fuck each other. My fingers feel the movement of your fingers inside your cunt and I press mine towards yours to touch through the thin membranes of your cunt and ass. I look up at you and find you sucking one of the vibes. Our eyes lock and I smile at you. "Fuck you look so sexy doing that." I kiss the soft flesh of your ass, right by the teeth marks I left the night before. Watching as your lips move up and down the shaft of the toy cock, I wonder if you're tasting me or you on it. Cunt or ass. Not that it matters, its probably both anyway. Both us and the juice of our bodies. Our fingers fucking you faster. Your body rocking back and forth. I can see your eyes flutter and I know that you're close. I bite your ass and watch your expression change, seeing you crest and release. My fingers suddenly crushed inside your ass, I feel each spasm of your orgasm as I see it flow over your face. Only after you've laid back down on the bed do I pull my fingers out of you. Moving back to spoon against you, kissing your shoulder once more as I mold my body to yours. Our hands joining, we snuggle in. You pull the covers back up and we match our breathing as we rest. Resting up for the next round...that's soon to come. Morning Lust Lisa began to wake up lazily, albeit with a smile on her face. She wriggled her butt and was delighted to feel a huge chunk of cock nestled in her ass-cheeks. She smiled even more when she realised that the thick dick rubbing into her did not belong do her husband of eight years. No, his impressive member was tucked between his legs only a foot or so away on the bed that she shared such a night of pleasure with his best friend Colin. Mike was her husband's name and he was snoring, no purring, away happily beside her on the large bed that they usually only shared together. That, however, had all changed last night. It hadn't been planned, it just of sort of, well, happened. Lisa and Mike had arranged for a fruitful and naughty night together, after dinner of course, when Mike got a call from his best friend Colin. It seemed that Colin and his wife Helen had more than a bit of a tiff between themselves and he was looking for a bit of man-to-man comfort as well and, as it turned out, a spare bed for the night. Mike gave a brief synopsis of the situation to Lisa and she closed her shapely legs in disappointment to the fun that she was so looking forward to. "Ah well," she sighed, "at least we have more than enough food for three." "Are you ok with that?" he asked anxiously, and reached out to caress her hand as he spoke. "Of course darling, I'll just set another place and we can still have some fun later on, albeit more quieter than usual." "Thank you," he squeezed her hand once more gazed in to her sexy green eyes with a nod of gratitude. That was last night. She snuggled back in her bed to enjoy the feel of the sticky pound of flesh nestled between her buttocks and her natural lubrication began to seep out of her vagina, adding yet another stain on the sheet that she shared with two wonderful cocks. That did it, she had to admit to herself, and she rose with the grace of a swan; calm on top but with a frantic fever below. Bedclothes had been abandoned during the warm evening and Lisa took a leering look at both of the men's equipment that lay flaccid between their handsome legs before she scuttled off to the bathroom. She peed with a blissful sigh as the memories of last night's debauchery came back to her; then she squeezed her legs together to empty her bowels. It wasn't easy, but it was worth it, she thought, as she fantasised about repeating the butt-fucking that both men had given her in the early hours. She finished her toilet duties, wiped and flushed, and sat on the bidet. The warming water soothed her tender arse and Lisa grinned with the thought, the dirty thought, about what she was going to do with her freshly cleaned anus as soon as she got back into the bedroom. She was going to get it fucked! She was going to get it fucked a lot! She was going to get it fucked by one man and, when he had shot a load of cum up her arse, her darling husband was going to take over the fucking duties and fuck her again, and again. The bidet was still spurting hot water but Lisa's natural juices were also dripping out of her horny cunt which was quite of a contest to see if only either of her two lovers could have witnessed it! She smiled to herself at the thought and tried to control, unsuccessfully, the seeping juice that refused to stay inside her body. "Oh fuck it!" she sighed and stood up, grabbing a towel to dab herself dry. It seemed to be a pointless duty as her hormones were going crazy with the memories of last night's sex session and the promise of more still to cum, so to speak. As she bent down to complete the drying up process she looked behind her to glimpse at the sexy butt that she owned in the mirror. Even Lisa knew that it was her best feature; she had nice breasts, of a sort, 36D's going up to 36DD's at a certain time of the month but her ass was the piece of equipment that drew the most attention from men and women alike. Ass? That was the word she thought of when it came to looking, or fondling, her buttocks. Arse? That was the word she thought of when it came to fucking! She enjoyed the view and started to caress her ass in a provocative way, relishing in the sexual buzz that it gave her, when her eyes spotted the familiar bottle of baby lotion that had come in so handy just a few short hours ago. Grinning to herself she stretched forward and poured a generous amount of the oily liquid on her lower back, letting the soother react to gravity as she replaced the cap. She then used both of her hands to massage the lubricant all over her buttocks and inner thighs, all the time relishing the view through the mirror. Christ, even she was getting horny just watching herself! Her hands rubbed away, leaving a gleaming backside that, Lisa had to admit, was as sexy as hell. Not content with simply caressing herself, the middle finger of her right hand went, instinctively, to her puckered arse hole, that seemed to wink invitingly at her reflection. "Oh fuck yes!" she hissed quietly as the digit invaded her delicate fuck hole number two; "Oh fuck yes!" she moaned again as another finger, then another, entered her anus and she started to masturbate, seriously masturbate, her anal passage with relish. She tore her eyes away from her reflected arse, glanced into her own eyes and saw the look of lust in herself. That made her mind up, she removed her fingers from her delicate bung-hole, had a sniff which she enjoyed and, with a backward glance at her shining butt, made her way back to the bed of passion that she wanted so badly but, before that, her hands were still saturated with oil and she did her best to dry them off by using her breasts as a towel; she liked the effect that the action had left, both visually and within her own sexuality. She paused for a second or so when she re-entered the bedroom to admire the scene in front of her. The night had been extremely hot and sensuous; with the emphasis being on 'hot' in many ways, none the least being that bedclothes had been discarded and there she was, as randy as hell, looking at two naked men that she lusted after. Their cocks were flaccid now, why wouldn't they be after she had drained them three times each. She smiled seductively at the memory of having each pole explode in her pussy, her mouth, and her arse; Lisa was very democratic, she had enjoyed six blasts of cum, three from both men, and in each orifice that she had offered. 'My God,' she thought to herself as she continued to ogle at the two cocks which where hers to pleasure herself with, 'I'm so fucking randy!' Her next steps brought her closer to the base of the king-sized bed, easily enough room for three, 'or even four?' she thought naughtily, as she resumed her original position when she had first woken up and nuzzled her slippery butt into the slab of cock meat that Colin had between his legs. She wriggled her ass a few times and was immediately rewarded with a definite stiffness in the dick that nestled between them. 'Oh yes!' she whispered silently, as the stiffness got harder and harder. 'Oh fucking yes!' she said to herself as the knob behind her found itself, instinctively, aiming for the entrance of her sopping wet pussy. She didn't know if Colin was awake or not or, for that matter, she didn't even care, but her left hand went down between her legs, which she had deliberately opened a fraction, and she guided the pole of her desires up into her hot cunt. She impaled herself upon the rigid weapon and then stopped. She knew that it was in her body as far as it would go and she just wanted to enjoy the moment, and she did! She squeezed, and squeezed, the masculine erection; until she started to experience her first orgasm of the morning, savouring every delicious wave of pleasure that she lusted after. Still it wasn't enough; she wanted more! As she calmed down from the delights of Colin's contribution to her ecstasy, her left hand slipped back between them and, with a little help from the oil, she easily reached the base of his cock that she still had inside her, and grasped it with relish. Lisa then started to wank him, even although he was still inside her, and she heard the soft groan of a man in pleasure behind her. She looked around and saw that Colin's eyes had opened; beautiful bluish eyes that she had found so attractive, but she took her left index finger to her mouth and made the universal signal for silence. "Sh," she added silently and Colin took the point as he felt her hand, still wanking him gently, pull his engorged member out of its heavenly haven of heat and wetness. "Ugh," he grumbled in wicked disappointment, feeling the morning chill (although there wasn't any, but it felt that way) until she took the fat manhood, aka cock, and rubbed it up and down her greasy cheeks. Harder he became, as Yoda might have said, as she guided his impressive member just a few centimetres up from her dripping vagina and placed it to the entrance of her other dirty hole. Colin knew what she wanted and he wanted it too. One thrust was all it took, one jolt of his hips and he had completely sodomized her; balls deep, so to speak. Lisa couldn't help but break her own, earlier, wish for silence. "Oh fuck yes!" she rasped as she felt her innards being full to the limit and beyond, and she screwed her eyes shut in pleasure. Over the course of the next few minutes, with a combination of the two lovers' ever-growing noises of passion, and the rocking movement of the bed that accompanied it, Lisa eventually opened her eyes and they widened when she saw that her beloved husband had awoken and was watching her being fucked! "Good morning, darling," he whispered as his eyes were attracted to her oil-coated breasts that were flopping about in an obscene dance of lust in front of him, "I see that Colin is fucking you already," he added in a lustful tone. "Hi pal," came Colin's distorted voice from behind Lisa, "and I'm not fucking your wife, she is fucking me!" he managed to grunt without missing a pulsating moment of copulation. "Good girl," Mike rasped as he looked into his wife's eyes but she wasn't returning his gaze; her focus of attention was much lower as she leered at the erection that her husband had to offer. "You like my cock, don't you?" Mike asked pointlessly, knowing the answer. "Shut the fuck up!" was the endearing response that he got, "and stick the fucker down my throat!" The obedient husband did just that, he knelt up and offered his grossly hard cock to his lovable wife and she swallowed him whole; the taste of his unwashed dick excited her more than it had last night. She recognised his own flavour, so familiar after many years of fucking and sucking; there was a hint of her own spent juices as well as the odour of a different scent of semen that had coated her husband's cock when she had let him fuck her after Colin had dumped his load up her arse! As she indulged herself in the act of fellatio, little crystallised evidence of their lustful night fell off of his hard-on, the rest she swallowed with gusto as she sampled each, and every, taste. "Have you cum yet?" Mike asked as he thrust his cock deeper, and deeper down his wife's throat. She nodded, as that was the only way to respond. Mike turned his attention away from the woman that he besotted and, still fucking her mouth, asked Colin, "How is it? Her cunt I mean, is it as wet, or wetter, than last night?" "How would he know?" Lisa gasped as she wanked Mike off, removing him from her mouth as she did so. "He's up my arse!" "You're fucking my wife up her arse!" he shouted with a smile on his face, "you lucky bastard!" as Lisa re-inserted his cock down her mouth. "This I have got to see," Mike hissed as he, gently, released his boner from Lisa's sumptuous mouth and, gingerly, he swept down the bed to watch his pal fuck his wife's arse! "You saw it last night," Lisa moaned. "Yea, and it turned me on; it turned me on so much...that Jesus!" he exclaimed, "I'm not bi, in any way, but the sight of Colin's cock fucking your arse is fantastic, fucking fantastic!" His gaze lingered as he watched his friend's dick slip easily in and out of Lisa's dirty anal hole and he had to agree with Colin, it wasn't he that was fucking her but the other way around as the lower part of her body moved up and down the impaled cock that was inside her with lustful haste. She was fucking him! She was fucking him hard! He leered at the sexy scene for another moment, her oiled buttocks being stretched as never before until his hard-on reminded him that she was there to be pleasured, and that thought, along with his erection, pointed his penis in one direction. Before he reached her sodden pussy she turned around to Colin and whispered, "Honey, we need to change position, is that ok?" He grunted a yes. "Ok honey, turn onto your back but keep your gorgeous cock inside me. I want to fuck you with me on top and," she added seductively, "I want my husband to fuck me at the same time!" Colin adjusted himself expertly, clinging on to her sweaty hips as he did so, and Mike enjoyed the changing of positions more than he would admit, especially with his wife's reddened face that always accompanied her orgasms. "Oh fuck!" I'm cumming again she squealed as her anus was attacked from another angle and she knew that her husband was watching her; that gave her an extra thrill. Mike could only marvel at the sight in front of him but it was going to get even better. "Mike!" she screamed. He looked up into her eyes. "Yes, darling?" he asked in a croaky voice. "I think that I'm going to fucking squirt, are you ready for it?" "Ready and waiting," he rasped as he opened his mouth in readiness for the moment. Lisa had always gushed a lot, when she sat on his cock during love-making or even when she sat on his face and tried to drown him with her succulent juices, but she rarely squirted. Now Mike waited for the moment of her ultimate sign of pleasure as he continued to allow her arse-hole to be mangled "Fuck me, honey," she screamed again, "Fuck my arse and make me squirt in my fucking husband's mouth. Fuck me!" Colin did as he was told and Mike could hardly believe the sight in front of him, barely inches away, as Lisa's right hand clutched at her clitoris and brought herself to a sexual high; an orgasm that was unique! In spite of his position, her first ejaculation missed Mike's mouth completely; it also missed his nose, his eyes, his forehead as it arced up, rainbow style, and fell on his back. The hot liquid quickly turned cold but Mike couldn't care less as ejaculation, after ejaculation, spurted from Lisa's pussy and, this time, he managed to drink it all in. Delicious! It was sweet and sour at the same time and so, so sexy. Lisa spurted even more of her hot juice out of her pussy and into Mike's mouth as Colin continued his anal attack until; sadly, she began to come down from her high orgasmic peak. "Fuck, that was good!" she managed to finally moan as her orgasm subsided although she still felt Colin's wonderful cock in a place that wasn't designed to be. Her husband, thirst satisfied, pushed his head backwards to enjoy the view once more, and what a view! Lisa's arse was so glossy and his pal's dick was coated with the liquid lubricant as it easily slid in and out of her naughty hole. "God that looks so fucking good!" he complimented the horny couple as they continued to fornicate in front of him. "I need more," Lisa pleaded in her ecstasy, "I need you," she demanded and prised open her pussy lips once more; only this time it wasn't to allow her to squirt, but a licentious invitation for Mike to enter her. His throbbing cock knew the route and he swiftly followed his passion, placing the tip of his member at her wet entrance. "Oh fuck yes!" Lisa repeated to herself as she felt her vagina being stretched open by her husband's wonderful cock that blended with Colin's up her backside. Both men could feel each other as they tried to push her into another sexual high. "Oh fuck, yes, yes, yes!" she screamed in a manic whisper as Mike's cock disappeared up her wet channel. She had never felt so full, in spite of having both cocks up her last night. This time, well this time it felt so right, so naughty, so fucking randy! "I've never felt so full, thank-you darling," she hissed at her husband who was busy fucking her and, turning her head around to glance at her lover she looked into his beautiful eyes before adding, "and thank-you too my honey, Colin, thank-you...oh shit!" she interrupted herself, "I'm going to fucking cum again!" What followed was a huge scream as both cocks slammed into her, forcing her to have an orgasm. The sound of slapping dicks was intoxicating; one being lubricated naturally, the other not! Lisa couldn't give a fuck about which was which as she screamed even louder at the double penetration; the double pleasure, that she was receiving. "Oh shit man," Colin could hardly speak the words, "I can't last much longer, pal," he tried to say in a mangled voice to Mike but anything else he was about to say was cut short by Lisa's, surprisingly, curt tone. "Don't you fucking dare!" she demanded, "not yet," she added for good measure as she popped his cock out of her arse with undue haste. "Not before I suck your wonderful, dirty, stick!" Not having any choice in the matter, Colin slid up the bed and rested his head on the pillows as Lisa also took Mike's penis out of her so that both dicks were exposed to her, and the open air, for a moment as she quickly changed position to that of an obscene doggy-style posture. Her hands went to her greasy buttocks and she opened her cheeks in a lewd invitation to her husband. "Come on, my darling fucker!" she said in a throaty murmur showing off her ass, "honey boy here has stretched it nice and wide for you," she continued to plead as she turned her head around to confront him, "so what are you waiting for?" Mike didn't say a word as he lunged forward and filled her arse up completely in one swift motion. "Fuck, that's good!" she yelled as her anal passage was assaulted by her second cock of the morning, and by 'assaulted' you could always substitute the word 'fucked!" Even before Mike had withdrawn and forced himself in again, Lisa had stretched out and grasped the rigid lump of prick that was between Colin's legs and stuffed it in her gaping mouth. Up until last night Lisa had always thought that the anachronism of ATM was where she went to get cash from a hole in the wall, now she knew that it also stood for something else as she engulfed Colin's succulent cock as far as she dared down her throat. "What a wonderful cock-sucker you are, honey," he managed to say in a garbled voice that oozed with lust. "Isn't she just!" Mike added encouragingly as his eyes moved from one sexy view to another; one minute concentrating on Lisa's gaping arse-hole that he was fucking as hard as he could, to her fellatio talents on the thick penis that had just left the hole that he was drilling! The eroticism continued, and continued, until Lisa thought that she couldn't take any more pleasure without passing out. "Quick!" she commanded as she shuffled up the bed, leaving Colin's boner, once more, in fresh air. "Keep fucking me!" Lisa demanded as she looked back at her husband who, immediately, knew what she wanted and he kept inside her as they both moved up the stained sheets until Lisa was in the right position above Colin. "Honey?" she asked. "What?" was the breathless reply from below. She went to rasp, "Put your hand around your fucking cock, raise that fucking cock until it's pointing to the fucking ceiling, then put that cock up my fucking wet cunt and fuck me, fuck me hard you bastard of a honey!" Morning Lust: More! Lisa woke up for the second time that morning, her hands instinctively reaching for her special spot. She gave a silent gasp as the digital appendix found its mark and it was only then that she allowed herself to open her eyes. To her right she gazed upon the satisfied smirk of her beloved husband, sound asleep yet again. To her left, as she turned her head, there was another sleeping Adonis, her husband's best friend, Colin. 'What a fucking night!' she thought to herself before her thoughts rekindled, 'What a fucking morning!' she corrected herself. She rose from the bed, gingerly and glanced back at the two hunks that had given her so much pleasure. Hunks? Well they could hardly be called that but, in her mind, they certainly were. She allowed herself one more indulgent moment as she ogled, from left to right, at the duo of cocks, lying limp between both men's legs that, when they were rigid, had taken her to sexual pleasure that she had never known before. She sighed and turned to leave the bedroom, her thirst being a more immediate problem; she needed to quench that so she, reluctantly, left her two sleeping beauties in order to boil a kettle for a desperately needed cup of tea. One last thing caught her attention before she made her way downstairs to the kitchen; she looked at the sheet that had been the recipient of their earlier passion and gasped, 'What a fucking mess!' as she spotted all the stains, both male and female, that had been deposited there. She smirked at the memory of how all those stains were deposited! A moment later she was in her kitchen and the kettle was already starting to boil, its hissing sound drowning out the noise of the radio that was playing in the background. She was, dreamingly, preparing her mug when, out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a blue flash from her phone. Curiosity got the better of her and she picked it up to see that she had one new message. Lisa opened her mobile to see who had texted her and was not too surprised when she saw that it was from Helen. Helen is Colin's partner, the reason why he had to stay over last night; the mere thought of that brought a tingle to her extremely abused, and satisfied, lower regions. Helen is also Lisa's best pal; they had known each other since school. They had been best buddies, long before Mike had come into her life, and they had never held back in telling each other about any highs or lows that they had experienced. They were true pals Lisa had even introduced her and Colin together, although the word 'introduced' might not be appropriate as it had happened a few years ago when she and Mike were experimenting with what you might call an adult scene. On that particular occasion there had been quite a queue to the room where Helen had been showing off her two best assets and, by the time that Colin finally got to masturbate in front of her, Helen's bra was absolutely saturated with the deposit of five other wankers! She had deliberately kept her bra on and, as each man ejaculated, she would make sure that as much sperm as possible drenched her and left a soggy deposit in her supportive lingerie. Colin made that number six...quite an 'introduction'! Still, that was a long time ago, although Helen still gets excited thinking about it, especially the short walk home afterwards when she felt all that goo squelching at the bases of her boobs, and the fact that nobody, who even glanced in her direction, could ever possibly imagined, in their wildest dreams, why she had the biggest, naughtiest, smile on her face. But that was years ago. 'Oh shit!' Lisa thought to herself as she finally opened up the message. 'Hi Lisa, is Colin with you? We had a row and I want to make sure that he is ok. Hxxx' Lisa thought for a moment before replying. She knew that she couldn't mention that she had enjoyed the taste of his cock as he rammed it down her throat or, for that matter, how she loved the feel of his dick as he erupted (twice) inside her sodden pussy; nor could she type in what it felt like when he ejaculated up her arse! She knew that she would tell Helen all these things at some point, but not in a text. Her fingers rattled her message back. 'Hi H, Colin is here, still sleeping as he and Mike were at it hard all night! Come over and I'll make lunch for the four of us. It'll be fun and you and Colin can kiss and make up! Lxxx' She smiled at the innuendo as she pressed the send button. It was only seconds later when her phone bleeped again. 'I'll be there in half an hour! Hxxx' 'Great, Lxxx' As soon as Lisa had sent her reply the next word that came from her lips was "Shit!" and she ran upstairs to her bedroom to wake her lover up. She paused for a moment when she entered the room to admire his manhood that just lay there, between his legs, but she tore her naughty thoughts from her mind and simply approached him and gave his beautiful buttocks a resounding smack. "What the fuck!" was her reward as Colin was abruptly woken from whatever wet dream that he was enjoying. "Get up!" Lisa hissed at him, "Helen will be here soon, you've got to have a shower." "What?" he repeated without the swearing bit. "You heard me," Lisa said in a strident voice, "now get the fuck up!" Colin reacted immediately and Lisa couldn't be anything but impressed at the way he moved so quickly and her eyes allowed herself one more indulgent moment as his penis swung from side to side of his thighs as he left the bed of lust and ran into the bathroom. All the recent commotion had also brought her husband back to the land of the living; his first view being of his pals bum as it disappeared from the bedroom. "What the fuck," he asked, "is happening?" Lisa explained. "We're having a guest over for lunch." "Oh shit! Helen?" "You've got it in one hubby, now get ready as well; she'll be here in half an hour and I need help in the kitchen!" Hubby obeyed and he went into the bathroom as well and jumped into the shower as soon as Colin left it. They smiled at each other with a knowing look as if to say "Wow!" Twenty minutes later both men were in the kitchen offering to be of any help. Lisa would normally have declined but not this time and she delegated each man to help her prepare the base for the Stroganoff that she was concocting. "I must grab a swift shower myself," she said with a naughty wink, "just make sure that we enough mushrooms." "Yes Ma'am," Colin gave a comical salute as Lisa headed upstairs. "Oh and Mike?" she paused at the door. "Yes darling?" "Make sure that there is a ton of garlic in the sauce!" The door bell rang, too soon seemingly, and Mike turned to Colin and said, "I think that you'd better answer that." "You do?" Colin replied with a lump in his throat. "Do it now!" Mike added with more authority and Colin did as he was summoned. "Hi there honey," was his first remark as he saw his lovely Helen in front of him, "I'm so, so sorry," was his second remark as he pulled her in to their friend's house and gave her a huge cuddle. "Can you forgive me?" "Of course I can honey," was her milky response as she felt the arms of the man that she loved caress and squeeze her. "Hello Helen!" Both words came out of Lisa's mouth as she came to the bottom of the stairs, smelling fresh from her shower, and she gave her friend a kiss on each cheek to welcome her. "Come on in, lunch is nearly ready." "Thank you," Helen said demurely and the trio moved on into the kitchen where the waft of fresh cooking was being prepared, extra garlic included. "Hi Mike," Helen greeted Lisa's husband as she entered the room first. Mike immediately dropped the spoon that he was using to stir the feast and turned round to give her a generous hug, as he always did, given the chance, if only to feel her firm breasts against him. "Good to see you, Helen. I hope you're peckish?" the last sentence being said in a slightly promiscuous way as he took the brief moment to give her ass a playful squeeze. "Are you cooking?" she asked, trying to disguise the small thrill that she got from his touch; after all, he was her best friend's husband. "Good Lord no!" Mike confessed as he hurriedly gave her butt another quick fondle before Lisa was able to see, "I'm just the stirrer!" Lisa had seen the small display of intimacy between the two but decided to ignore it for now. "Ok," she said with a theatrical cough, "I think that is time to pit the rice on." "Absolutely my darling," and Mike went off to continue his culinary duties. "And you two," Lisa glanced at Helen and Colin, "Well, you two have something to discuss, don't you?" They both looked sheepishly at their host and nodded. "Good," Lisa "then go up to the spare bedroom and sort things out. You have," she took a peek at her watch, "about fifteen minutes before the rice is ready." Colin's first response was to lean forward and give Lisa an, apparently, innocent hug and a kiss that just brushed her earlobe. What wasn't so innocent was what he whispered into her ear. "Where the fuck is the spare bedroom?" Lisa thanked him innocently as well and returned his gesture. "Up the stairs, second on the right you fucking moron!" The whole action had taken only seconds but it had an impact on the watching Helen who had, by the way, excellent hearing! Colin spun around and grasped Helen's wrist. "You heard the lady," he said in a throaty voice, "We have fifteen minutes to talk." They, basically, ran upstairs to have their conversation and Mike and Lisa shared a common smile as they worked together to finish the preparation of the aforementioned lunch. As Mike continued to stir the aromatic sauce he turned around and asked his highly aroused wife, "Do you think that they will be ok?" For a reply Lisa simply looked up to the ceiling and urged her randy husband to close his eyes. "Do you hear that?" "What?" he looked bemused. "Just listen," she whispered There was no mistaking it, the sound that was, of creaking floor boards as the couple above them had obviously started their 'conversation' in earnest. "Lucky bastard!" hissed Mike before adding, as he looked up at the ceiling, "but if he cracks the plaster I'll fucking have him!" "Is that a threat or a promise?" Lisa asked suggestively. "Just put the rice in," he said, changing the subject completely, all the while caressing his wife's compact ass while, at the same time, repeating himself, "Lucky bastard!" "Yea," Lisa agreed with him, "I bet you would like to be where he is now, wouldn't you my randy old sod!" "Hey, less of the old bit" he laughed as Lisa gave his hardening penis, through his trousers, a squeeze that almost took his breath away, "Plus," he continued, trying to put the thought of what was happening above them out of his mind, unsuccessfully, "haven't we got lunch to prepare?" For a response she squeezed his dick once more and in her sensual voice that she used only when she was aroused whimpered, "we could always use some extra liquid in the sauce, if you know what I mean." She said as she continued to massage her husband. Mike fought off the temptation with regret. "I think double cream might taste better!" Lisa, reluctantly, let go of her husband's cock and went back to the more mundane matter of creating a meal for the four of them. She couldn't resist though, one last fondle of his wonderful prick that she loved so much. "Just an idea," she said playfully. As they both tried to concentrate on the boring bit about putting food on the table they were constantly reminded about the serious 'conversation' taking place above them. "How long are they going to be at it?" Mike finally had to say as he glanced up once more at the ceiling to make sure that no cracks had appeared. "Don't worry darling," Lisa said soothingly, "I'll call them down. After all," she pointed out, "we don't want to have our lunch ruined, do we?" Mike simply nodded and continued stirring as Lisa went to the bottom of the stairs and called up to the couple in the spare bedroom, "Dinner is about to be served!" "I'm cumming!" Helen screamed back and that caused Lisa to smile. "Now where have I heard that before?" and she turned around and went back into the kitchen. "Well?" Mike asked. "She says that she is cumming," Lisa answered in her sultry voice. "Lucky bastard!" "Just stir the sauce and make sure that the rice doesn't stick!" Within what seemed liked seconds, but obviously more, they were joined by the amorous couple; Helen looked flushed and Colin had a besotted smirk on his face. "Ok?" asked Lisa innocently. "Yes, thank you," Helen answered in a quivering voice. "Good," said Lisa in a businesslike tone, "Colin?" "My lady?" he bowed theatrically. "Help Mike with the wine, I'll make sure that he hasn't ruined lunch!" Moments later they were all seated around the table as Lisa laid a substantial feast before them. They, greedily, started to gulp down the sumptuous fare as, between mouthfuls, Colin and Mike made sure that the glasses in front of them were splendidly full, apart from Helen's. At first Helen had refused, saying that she had to drive, but when Lisa had reminded her that she had a spare bedroom, and that she and Colin were more than welcome to 'use' it, she took her hand away from the top of her glass that had prevented Mike of filling it up with Rioja and said, "What the fuck! Go for it," she purred and watched Mike's blue eyes light up as he poured the red nectar in to her goblet. The wine flowed, the conversation flowed and the plates were swept clean. "Oh God," said Colin in a satisfied voice, "that was delicious, thank you." "Thank us," Lisa replied as she glanced at the empty plates in front of her until, out of the corner of her eye she spotted Helen glaring at her. She asked a question without opening her lips; 'what is it?' Helen's reply was a sharp thrust of her head upwards which, basically, meant that she wanted to have a chat in private. 'Oh fuck,' thought Lisa as she nodded her agreement. "Don't you boys have a match or something to watch?" she said out loud. "Shit!" the 'boys' said in unison as they both glanced at their watches. "It was an early kick-off, wasn't it?" Colin asked his pal and host, although he already knew the answer. "Switch the telly on, you numpkins, because Helen and I want to have a little heart to heart so to speak, if that is ok with you?" "Sure darling," Mike said, not really paying attention as he reached for the remote control. Lisa just grinned and rose from the table and, taking Helen's hand, she led both of them upstairs; Lisa knowing that she had to make a confession and Helen knowing that she had to ask an embarrassing question. They walked in to the main bedroom and Helen's first reaction was a gasp as her eyes were drawn to the unmade king-size bed that took up most of the space in the room; which looked impressively large due to the mirrored wardrobe that stretched from one wall to another. "Wow!" she said huskily, "You and Mike have been busy, haven't you?" Lisa followed her gaze and gasped herself as she looked at the uncovered bed and the sheet that was sprinkled with lots, and lots, of stains. "When did you last change the bed?" Helen asked in a matronly way. "Yesterday," replied Lisa unthinkingly, regretting her response immediately. "But..." Lisa interrupted her friend. "Look Helen, you know we have never kept a secret between us and..." "...and?" Helen asked, almost as if she knew the answer already. "Well," Lisa continued, "when Colin stayed here last night he didn't exactly sleep in the spare bedroom," her voice tailing away into a whisper as she finished the sentence. There was a momentary pause before Helen asked the obvious question, "Where did he sleep?" For an answer Lisa raised her hand and pointed to the right hand side of the bed. "You didn't?" although she knew that 'she' did! She raised both hands to her mouth in mild shock, but also to disguise the smile that was there and asked another question, "but where did Mike sleep?" Her answer was once more given silently as Lisa's finger pointed to the left hand side of the bed. "Oh fuck!" Helen said with a large intake of breath, "You had both of them?" This time she got a verbal response, "Yes, and at the same time!" "Oh Lisa," Helen responded, "You've always told me what a slut you used to be..." "...and you!" "Yes but that was years ago, are you going back into the adult parties sort of thing?" Lisa thought long and hard before giving her answer, "No! What happened last night and this morning," "This morning as well?" Lisa simply nodded once more in a sort of apologetic way, "I'm afraid so," she confessed, "but," she added, "It was unplanned, it well sort of just happened; we and Mike had a naughty night to look forward to when Colin just turned up out of the blue. Things just got out of control, I'm sorry. But," she went on to say, "It was fucking fantastic, sorry." Helen simply lowered her head and accepted her friend's account of what had happened; then she lifted her eyes up to Lisa's and simply said, "I wish I was fucking there!" "Yeah, I wish that you were there too, otherwise I wouldn't have to confess but," Lisa continued as if trying to defend her dirty secret, "you and Colin were not exactly speaking to each other. Adding onto which," she went on to say, "In all those parties that Mike and I used to enjoy, and you were always invited, we never were actually were in the same room at the same time, were we?" Helen could only giggle at the memories, the randy memories, of times gone by. Lisa, in an attempt to change the subject, came out with her next question. "What did you want to talk about, I mean with you nodding me to come upstairs?" "Oh that?" Helen answered with a blush of crimson appearing on her face. Lisa noticed the significant change of hue and waited for a moment. "Well?" "I'm afraid that when Colin and I were having our little 'chat' earlier..." "Do you mean the little 'chat' that nearly brought the roof down, literally, and also told the whole neighbourhood that you were both apologising to each other?" Lisa asked with a grin on her face. "It was that obvious?" Helen asked still blushing before going on to say, "well I'm afraid that he seems to have ruined my panties; I've never known him to dump such a load, it was so fucking good but," she paused for a moment, "I wonder now if he was thinking of you or me when he came?" "You!" Lisa reassured her, "and these!" with that she moved her hands up to grope her pal's breasts and squeezed them gently, something that she had never done before, something that she had never considered before; she was a definitely a lady who preferred what a man had to offer. "So," Lisa said as she moved her hands away without trying to look to embarrassed, "he's ruined your panties, has he?" Helen's face got even redder as she nodded. "I'm sure that all through lunch that you might have seen me squirming, his cum kept on leaking out of me. I'm afraid that there might be a dollop or two on your chair, sorry." "Don't be, I'll get Mike to clean it up later." "But you can't tell him." "I must, we never keep secrets but don't worry," Lisa said with a wicked smile, "I'll make sure that he doesn't use a cloth, just his tongue!" Both women giggled at the thought and the mood returned to their familiar friendship. "Now," Lisa said in a softer tone, "I take it that you want to borrow a clean pair of panties?" "Or knickers, whichever word you prefer." "Panties when you put them on, knickers when you rip them off!" Morning Lust: More! "In that case knickers!" "Help yourself," Lisa said as she opened her lingerie drawer." "Wow!" Helen gasped, "You've got quite a collection haven't you?" as she rummaged through the lacy collection in front of her and her eyes were immediately drawn to a sexy pair of bright red French knickers that she thought were so fitting, so to speak. "I'll have these, if you don't mind?" For an answer all she got was a smile. "I'll just go and change." "Why bother, just put them on here. Besides," Lisa went on to say, "I've got a suggestion for you that you might quite like to hear." Helen looked puzzled at what that might be, and the fact that she was being asked to strip off in front of her friend. Having said that she knew that they had seen each other naked many times in the showers at the gym but that was just being functional, this was taking it to a far higher level. So, being as it was a practical request she raised her short skirt and peeled off her soiled underpants and let them just drip onto the floor. As she put the fresh French knickers on she breathed a sigh of relief at the feel, and comfort, that they provided; as well as the sensation of sensuality that they brought to her. Then she gawked in surprise as Lisa bent down and picked up her old panties and brought them to her nose, and she watched, unbelievingly, as her friend sniffed what was inside of them. "Lisa, what are you doing?" "Isn't it obvious?" she smiled back at her friend, "I'm having a smell of Colin's semen, which is delicious by the way as you well know and," she added suggestively, "more than a hint of you! My God, I never thought that I could get turned on by the scent of another woman!" "Stop it!" Helen pleaded, although she felt her own juices beginning to betray her as a tiny fraction of her vaginal syrup leaked into the newly worn knickers. Desperate to change the subject, to change the whole scenario, Lisa burst out with a soft, too soft, murmur as she threw the sticky panties away, "I hope that you are going to be offended but, the question I was going to ask you?" "What is it?" Lisa thought long and hard before she spoke next although, in reality, it only took a few seconds. "I was wondering if you like, well would you consider," again she paused before deciding to use the last two words of her sentence, "fucking Mike?" "What! You must be joking; he's your husband for fuck's sake!" Lisa smiled before replying, "And Colin is your boyfriend for fuck's sake, and I fucked him!" Helen paused for another moment to allow her voice to work, "You're serious aren't you?" she managed to whisper, unsure of her vocal chords. Lisa merely nodded. "But..." "No buts," Lisa reassured her friend, "After all, you have always fancied him, you've told me often enough." "Yes, but that was years ago and as soon as you put that ring on his finger he was definitely out of bounds." "I said no buts!" Lisa responded with a wicked smile, "besides," she went on to say, although her voice was also struggling to keep control, "Mike has always fantasised about you, especially these." To reinforce her point she grabbed at Helen's breasts for the second time. "Oh my God!" she exclaimed, "I can't believe that I've just done that!" she apologised and looked down at the floor in embarrassment. "I quite liked it," Helen spoke with a little bit of more authority in her voice, "although I'm a bit like you, I mean about preferring men that is." The giggles restarted and helped to relax them both. It was Lisa that spoke next as the two friends had their own different thoughts but the same naughty ones. "Would you?" "What?" "Fuck Mike?" "Fuck yes! Are you going back to the old days?" Lisa hesitated momentarily before answering as honestly as she could, "No, but for you, yes!" That was, basically, the end of the girl to girl chat before they made a hasty retreat to go back downstairs. At the top of the landing Helen turned round and asked her friend one last question, "How do I go about it?" "Pardon?" "I mean, how do I start; how do you want me to start, and what if Mike isn't interested?" Lisa couldn't help herself as she let out a huge laugh, the sort of thing that you might expect from a donkey. As she calmed down a fraction she explained, "When Mike and I are making love, or having sex, or fucking each other; whichever way you want to describe it, and we talk to each other at the same time about times gone past and when your name comes up, as it often does, then he always seems to grow harder. He has always regretted not being able to get in to your panties and now, you are going to make his dreams come true, aren't you?" Helen blinked at her friend in acceptance before..."Oh fuck!" she exclaimed, "but what about Colin?" "Don't worry about him, I'll make sure that he behaves himself until, that is" she grinned and winked, "you want him to join in." "Both of them?" "If that's what you want." "Oh shit yes!" Helen gasped as she pranced down the stairs. "Hang on, " Lisa shouted after her and got her attention and, lowering her voice, she spoke in a hoarse whisper, "be as tarty as you like!" "And you?" "I'll just watch to begin with, I'm still a bit tender down here," to emphasise the point she made a lewd gesture as she manhandled her genitals, "Go for it girl, just fucking go for it!" The 'girls' re-entered the lounge and made a bee-line for the table as both Mike and Colin were still watching TV on one of the two sofas that faced each other. "Enjoy the game?" Helen asked innocently. "Yea," Colin answered absentmindedly, "We only got to see the last fifteen minutes but it was good. "Your team won then?" Lisa chipped in, desperately trying to remember which team they supported. "3-1," Mike contributed to the stilted conversation, "We missed the goals but they just replayed them. Anyway, what have you two girls been up to?" "Nothing," Lisa replied too quickly. "Oh really?" Mike's curiosity got the better of him and he rose up from the couch with a tiny gleam in his eyes. "Absolutely nothing!" Helen confirmed, "But, seeing as how you are up, I don't suppose there is any chance of another glass of wine, is there?" There was something about the tone of her voice that piqued Mike's interest and he quickly headed for the kitchen to open another bottle. He was only away for a moment or two but, when he came back, he noticed that both Helen and his wife had settled on the sofas facing each other and Lisa had taken her place beside Colin, leaving the only vacant space alongside Helen. He didn't mind the arrangement, he was just...well you know, curious. As if to make things worse, or better depending on your point of view, Helen offered her empty glass to Mike to refill it but not by holding it out in front of her; she brazenly let the crystal lean against her bosom, accentuating the cleavage that she knew excited men. She always got a kick out of that, knowing that other men were attracted to what she had to offer, and the way that they tried to hide the fact by rapidly turning their eyes away when she spotted them. Mike took a gulp of fresh air before pouring the Rioja into her glass, hoping that she didn't spot his trembling hand. She did. "Oh, is that it?" she asked huskily as Mike had filled her glass half full. She looked down at her goblet, she knew that she looked sexy, she hoped that she sounded sexy before she spoke once more, "I like a big one!" she added teasingly! Mike grinned like a schoolboy and topped her glass up to the brim. "Thank you," Helen purred, in what she hoped was her sexiest voice. Mike moved over to the other sofa and splashed the wine into Colin's and Lisa's glasses, failing miserably, to hide his obvious erection. Colin looked round to Lisa and tried to gauge her reaction to such blatant flirtation from his girlfriend; all he got was a smile and a wink. 'Shit!' he thought, 'they're 'at it' again!' Mike went back to the other sofa and sat down beside Helen, whose glass had remarkably been drained of half of its content. "Cheers everyone," he raised his glass and attempted to act normally, although it was a task that he couldn't achieve. "Cheers, darling," Lisa whispered, "have fun." "Eh?" he looked at his wife slightly bewildered although he hoped that what he read into her eyes was going to come true. Idle chat followed, for a moment or two, before Helen (with an encouraging glance from Lisa) made her first sultry move. "Oh Mike?" she said as she moved her body even closer to him, "I want to thank you for a lovely lunch." It was an innocuous remark so what happened next took, even him, by surprise. Helen leant forward to follow up her words with a kiss; he was expecting nothing more than a peck on the cheek but he was wrong. Helen's mouth made a bee-line for Mike's lips and she gave him a kiss; no, not a kiss, a passionate mauling of his mouth that went on for two minutes. Her tongue prised open his full red lips and they both twisted their lingual members around each other as Lisa and Colin watched on mesmerised. As if to further excite her audience Helen wiggled her ass which raised her short skirt up a fraction to expose, ever so slightly, the sexy red underwear that she had on; she knew that it would drive Colin wild with desire and she wasn't wrong. "Christ!" he hissed, "would you look at the fuck at that?" he leered at the show in front of him as he felt Lisa's hand caress his own in a reassuring way. Helen broke off her lustful kiss suddenly and crawled on her knees to the other sofa and repeated her oral talents with her boyfriend making sure that Mike got to enjoy the same view as Lisa and Colin had. Mike had a massive grin on his face as his eyes darted from Helen's gyrating bum to Lisa's eyes and saw the wicked grin that greeted him. The couples tongues were having a wrestling match that was bound to end in a draw until Helen, with a sigh, broke off the embrace and turned around to resume the fun that she had been having with Mike. Colin sat back and Lisa couldn't help a smile at his expense as the bulge in his trousers threatened to undo the zipper without a hand being used. Helen crawled back to the impatient Mike and began to kiss him with even more passion, more urgency, until she broke off her advances and, looking back at Colin said, huskily, "Honey?" He was taken off guard at her voice and could only manage a feeble, "Em?" "Could you come over here and take my top off so that mike can get a better view of my tits!" Helen had always liked the last word. There are hundreds, and hundreds, of ways to describe a woman's breasts; you'll probably know most of them. You know the sort from busts, to bosom, to mammary glands, to melons to...you get the gist. Helen though had always got a kick out of the word 'tits!' Colin sprang up and made the few short feet to the kissing couple in a fraction of a second. He fumbled, quite deliberately, as he undid the tiny buttons that were already half unfastened earlier as Helen had asked for some wine and Mike had gone to the kitchen to fetch it. Colin hadn't spotted the extra cleavage, although he should have, but Lisa certainly did. "There you are," Helen said lustfully to Mike as her blouse was removed slowly by Colin, "Do you like what you see? Do you like my tits? Do you want to touch them? Do you want to kiss them? Do you want to fuck them?" She juggled her breasts, sorry tits, with every question and she knew the reaction that she was getting. "Honey?" she pouted. "Eh?" "Can you take off my skirt so that Mike can see my naughty knickers?" He didn't waste a second as Helen went back to kissing Mike with renewed passion. Lisa looked on amused as her friend seduced her husband, quite outrageously, wiggling her ass to help Colin remove the skimpy skirt, which he did with a fair amount of squeezing until, as she raised one knee after another, she was left with only her bra and knickers on. She released her mouth from Mike's and knelt up onto the couch, straddling his thighs with her own. Her breasts, tits, were tauntingly close to his eyes but she insisted and demanded that he lower his lustful gaze down to her knickers that were already damp in anticipation. "Want to get inside these?" she breathed into his ear. He nodded which had a dual effect; he got to ogle at her lacily covered pussy and, at the same time, graze the ample breasts (tits) that were being offered to him. He gasped as he finally recognised what she was wearing and, averting his gaze to look at his wife, he rasped, "are these yours?" Lisa simply smiled. Helen simply said, "So, if you've never managed to get into my knickers, do you fancy getting into Lisa's?" His head bobbed up and down again, partly in agreement, partly to feel the soft flesh that was being displayed before him. "Honey?" Helen asked for the penultimate time. "Em?" was the standard response. "Would you mind taking my bra off so that Mike can get a proper look at my tits?" He obliged once more with amazing speed and Helen felt the release gave her a bigger thrill than she could have ever imagined. Mike's mouth did what any man's would, at least the ones with a minimum of two brain cells, and he gorged himself on the naked flesh being presented to him. "Oh fuck, that feels good!" Helen started to raise her voice to a lusty scream as she thrust her breasts forward so that Mike could make full use of her tits! He nibbled her left nipple, then her right, then her left, then her right. He was besotted and hugely, hugely, aroused. "Honey?" Helen turned around so that she made sure that Colin was paying attention, and he was!" "Em?" "Could you take my knickers off, and slowly, so that Mike doesn't have any obstacles to remove when he fucks me?" Her boyfriend did what he was told to do and he caressed her, increasingly naked, ass as she moved her cheeks from side to side to prolong the pleasure that she was receiving. Once more she had to lift her knees so that the soiled underwear could be peeled of her. More aroused than she had ever been before, she returned to the joy of Mike's mouth and, at the same time, she rested her moist pussy on his thigh and gently started to gyrate her hips, soaking his trousers in the process with the hot liquid that was starting to gush out of her excited cunt. Then she started, seductively, to remove his shirt. "Want a hand with that?" Lisa offered to help and was delighted to hear Helen's reply. "I'll manage the top, fancy doing the bottom?" Lisa sprang to her friend's aid and unbuckled Mike's belt as Helen slid to one side so that she could get easier access to her husband's trousers. "Just leave his pants on, I'll look after them!" A moment later Mike had only his Jeep boxers on and Helen looked down at what was trying to escape from them in admiration. Lisa drew back to join Colin on the opposite sofa and to enjoy the spectacle in front of her. She went to caress his hand once more but, instead, put the palm of her hand on the straining crotch that was begging to be set free. Lisa didn't release the thick bulge, at least not yet! Helen returned to devouring Mike's mouth but broke off to nibble on his right ear as she slid up and down on his thighs. "Do you want to fuck me? Do you want to stick your cock inside me and make me cum? Do you want to fill me full of your sperm? Do you want to hear me scream in orgasm? Do you want that?" With each question Mike only nodded, his eyes threatening to pop out of their sockets with sheer animalistic lust. Helen was tempted to carry on with a few more tempting obscenities but she had only one thing on her mind just now. She slid of his thigh and lowered herself in front of him, gently pulling his legs apart she slowly, ever so slowly, stated to pull his boxers down. She started with his backside, urging with a knowing look into his eyes, to raise his bum so that she could begin his final strip in earnest. Mike did as he was being told to do, albeit silently, and he settled back down on the sofa felling the soft material on his bare behind. Helen then concentrated on the fun part, at least for her, and she began to pull the elasticated front down. She had forgotten all about looking into his eyes and her gaze was now firmly attached to one thing, and one thing only, as she, seductively, revealed the very base of what she desired. Lisa, then Colin, repositioned themselves on the opposite couch in order not to miss the opportunity of having their view obstructed, Helen didn't disappoint them. "Are you ok guys?" she asked pointlessly, without turning her head, as her eyes lusted after what she was revealing. "Oh I like that," she said suddenly as she noticed, for the first time, "you're all beautifully shaven," her hands caressed the pelvic muscle that was being displayed to her, "and so, so, smooth too; God I'm going to enjoy fucking you!" Mike managed to look down as Helen's hands returned to the top of his boxers and he thought, incongruously, about how this woman, this sweet faced woman that he had known for years, could swear so seductively; an idle thought, but a good one. Helen then tugged on the front of his underwear and she began to see the thickness that was hiding underneath. Inch by inch she exposed him, tantalisingly slowly, until the only part of his penis that was hidden from the world was the very tip. She leered at what she had uncovered so far and said to Lisa behind her, "Jesus, you said he was big but this is fucking huge!" As she spoke the last sentence she finally ripped the designer pants down and gasped, "Oh fuck yes!" and lunged forward to taste him for the first time, half of his cock disappearing from view in a second. Mike groaned in pleasure as Helen started to suck his stiff pole with relish. As a point of interest, both Mike's and Colin's penises were almost identical in case you might have had a twinge of pity for the latter...anyway, back to Helen. She gave an extremely aroused Mike a few moments of oral pleasure before she decided to up the ante. Without releasing him she knelt back on the sofa and, with a few gentle bobs of her head, she got herself into the optimum position for what Colin liked to call her 'party piece' and started to take more, and more, of Mike's long dick into her mouth. The change of position also allowed Mike's wandering hands to caress Helen's body in an erotic display of affection, the soft touch of his motions causing paroxysms of delight throughout her entire body. Lisa and Colin now had a clear sight of the sexy couple across the room, just a mere few feet away, and Colin grinned in a lecherous way while Lisa watched, riveted, as more of her husband's cock was devoured by her friend. "Oh my God," Lisa could hardly be heard as her vocal chords failed to function. Helen readjusted her angle a fraction once more and continued to swallow the hot, and hard, phallus deeper and deeper. Confident that she had the perfect position she bent her head down and took every inch of Mike's penis down her mouth and throat. The usual feeling of gagging was quickly controlled as she relaxed her muscles and let her breathing continue through her nose. "How the fuck can she do that?" Lisa asked Colin, never for a second letting her eyes drift from the scene in front of her as she watched as Helen' nose nuzzle against Mike's inner thigh. "Lots of practice!" Colin replied immediately with a smirk on his face. "I've had tons of practice but I've never been able to do that," she added with a hint of envy and lust in her voice. All too soon, Helen started to release the pleasure stick from her mouth and her audience of two, three if you include Mike, saw the slimy cock reappear coated in her saliva and more than a dollop of his pre-cum. Morning Lust: More! "How was that?" she asked in a surprisingly demure voice. Mike couldn't utter a cohesive word so, for an answer, she heard the sound of clapping behind her as Lisa burst in to a round of applause. "That was fucking fantastic!" she yelled out with glee. Helen just smiled at her friend, wiped her mouth, and simply stated, "That is just the start, if that is ok with you?" Lisa just repeated herself from earlier, "go for it girl!" As a response Helen stood up quickly, grabbed hold of the greasy pole, and yanked Mike up to his feet. She leant forward and gave him a sloppy, passionate, kiss and whispered to him loudly, "time to fuck, eh?" She didn't wait for Mike to get his voice back, she simply led him away, towards the door, still grasping on to cock that was about to enter her, and the sooner the better. She pulled him belong behind her as you might pull a Christmas cracker and Mike followed obediently until, as they reached the door that would take them upstairs, Helen turned round and looked into the two pairs of eyes that were still ogling at her, and the pair of jaws that seemed to have dropped, "Aren't you two coming?" She smiled and left the room with Mike's cock still in her hand. Lisa and Colin sprung up. To be continued, I hope! If that is ok with you?