0 comments/ 81398 views/ 2 favorites Expanding Horizons By: danlbone "I decided something," my wife said, reaching across the table to take my hand. A beginning like that always sets off alarms in my head. This time turned out to be different, though. "If you want, you can ask Melinda if she wants to have a threesome with us." I was dumbfounded. Speechless. Melinda had been my friend before I met Sandy. Then she was our friend. We had all worked together. When Sandy decided she wanted us to be lovers, she asked about my feelings toward Melinda. I admitted to Sandy that I had entertained fantasies about Melinda, but that we were really just friends. I frankly told her that, since she is quite a bit younger than I, Mel didn't consider me a valid sexual option. Melinda had been out of town for a year when the above conversation took place. She was going to be back in town within a month. While she was gone she had become a certified massage therapist. My wife had been joking with me about how much I must be looking forward to having Melinda's hands all over my naked body. The truth was that I had thought about it, but had almost reached the conclusion that I wouldn't ask her to massage me. I was apprehensive that my former attraction to her would cause me to embarrass myself in the process. Apparently Sandy had been doing some fantasizing of her own lately. I didn't question her about that, though. It didn't really matter. We had discussed inviting another person into our bed. I had even told Sandy that I wouldn't mind if it was a man, so she could enjoy the pleasures of two hard cocks at once. My goal was to allow her the opportunity so that she would feel obligated to return the favor. But here she was making the initial offer, and she was serious. Over the next several days I played with the idea. I truthfully doubted that Melinda would be interested. The age difference issue was still there, though it might have been softened by things Sandy had told Mel after Sandy and I got together. Things like praising the fact that she would often have six or seven orgasms in a row with me before I reached my first. "Hey, guys!" Melinda was just approaching the grocery store. Sandy and I were coming out the same door, my hands full of plastic grocery bags. Hugs all around and chit-chat. Meanwhile the images in my head were of the three of us naked and sweating on our bed. My cock stiffened there outside the store and I was getting uncomfortable trying to hide it with a bag of groceries. "So when are you coming up to the house?" Sandy asked her. "I'll have to get my schedule arranged at work, but soon," she answered. Then, to me, "Oh! I brought my portable table after all. I can get in some experience while I'm here." She had emailed me that she might not be able to bring the folding massage table. "Yeah," Sandy interjected. "If you need a place to set up, you can use our house. You can go upstairs, and even leave the table set up. There's a bathroom and privacy, even if Dan's downstairs on the computer." Sandy had suggested the idea, but I hadn't been so sure. There were people in town I didn't really want coming into my house. Of course, they probably wouldn't be the ones Mel would be working on. Melinda said, "That would be great! Maybe I can trade you guys some massages for the space rent. Just one thing, though," she said, "I don't have my car here this year." Sandy assured her it would be no problem for us to come get her and her table whenever she wanted us to. Things seemed to be working out, I thought. We said good-bye and Sandy and I stowed the bags and drove off. I glanced over at her to see that she was grinning from ear to ear. "What?" I demanded. "Oh, nothing," she replied. "I'm just thinking how you looked standing there trying to pretend you didn't have a hardon." I poked her in the ribs, making her jump and chuckle at my discomfort. "You just can't stop thinking about rolling around naked and sweaty with two women, can you?" "Of course I can," I said firmly. I gave up the pretense and grinned at her. "The image is a pretty hot one, though. Thinking about you sitting on my face while Mel rides my stiff cock. And how you lean forward to suck on her tits when she starts to cum." That earned me a poke in my ribs. Sandy's bright red blush, however, told me I had hit a nerve. "Or..." I added, "how about Melinda on her hands and knees getting fucked from behind while she licks and sucks at your cunt? That's a good one, too." My wife simply cleared her throat and turned her face away, pretending to look out the window. She was clearly uncomfortable when I mentioned anything about she and Mel doing anything with each other. Two days after that, Melinda called and asked if it would be a good time to come up. Sandy told her it was fine and tacked on a dinner invitation. I was busy putting together Chicken Kiev for dinner. Whenever I make anything that is much trouble, I always try to make more than we need for that meal. Then it can freeze and be eaten later. So we had more than enough to feed one more person. Sandy went to get Mel while I finished rolling the stuffed breasts in crumbs. I put them in the refrigerator to firm up. Mel entered packing the folded table. Sandy came in behind her with a large bag of sheets and blankets that are used to pad the table and absorb the oils and sweat. They disappeared up the stairs and I heard them talking and laughing. Then Sandy called down to ask if she had time to get a massage. I told her she had all the time she needed. For the next hour I heard some soft music and low voices from upstairs. I couldn't tell what was being said. I looked up when I heard somebody coming down. It was Sandy, stark naked, Melinda trailing a few steps behind (fully clothed), shaking her head. It seemed to amuse Melinda, but I wasn't surprised my wife had stayed naked. She isn't what one would call self-conscious around the house. The fact that Melinda had just spent the last hour rubbing her naked body gave her even more license to go nude, I supposed. "Dan, you have to let her do you! She's great!" Sandy said. The double entendre wasn't lost on me. "I'm going to jump into the shower if that's okay," she added. I told her it was and offered Mel a drink. Melinda and I caught up on what had been happening in her life while she was gone. We had stayed in touch through email, but there are a lot of things that don't get mentioned that way. Sandy came out of the shower and threw on some sweat pants and a tee-shirt. We ate and drank some wine. Then Mel said she had to go because she worked early the next day. Sandy gave her a ride home. When Sandy returned, she was again grinning. I interrogated her. She finally admitted that she had asked Melinda if she was interested in having sex with us. She didn't turn it down outright. She told Sandy she wanted to think about it. I told Sandy that it was never going to happen. I was rather surprised that she had promised to consider the idea. A couple of days later, Mel called to ask if she could bring somebody up for a session. Sandy wasn't home. I told her it was fine. She said she would catch a ride up and be there in a few minutes. She came in with a tall brunette I'd seen around town. We were introduced and they went on upstairs. I tried to remain inconspicuous, the only noise I made was the clicking of the keyboard as I worked on my book. When the music ended upstairs, I heard footsteps. Then a little bit later, Melinda came down, saying that Laura was getting dressed. She came up behind me and, wrapping her arms around my neck, gave me a tight hug. "Why don't you stay a while? We'll give you a ride down later." I said to her. "I'll be happy for the company and glad to take you home." When the brunette came down, Mel told her she was staying a while. Laura left and I shut down the computer. Mel and I grabbed a couple of beers and went out on the deck. I was a little nervous, since she and I had yet to talk about the proposition Sandy had made her. As I suspected, after the small talk, that was the subject Mel brought up. "I have to say I'm kind of surprised you were able to convince Sandy to try it," she said. "Hell, it was really her idea!" I protested. "At least it was her idea to ask you." I told her about our fantasizing and how Sandy had brought up the subject on her own. "Sandy told me all that, but I sort of figured it was really you behind the idea." "Well, maybe it was me that put the idea there originally. But it was just as a general idea. Suggesting you as the third person, while it is appealing as hell to me, was all her idea. What do you think about it?" I was nervous. I truly wasn't sure what I wanted to hear. I had come to realize that it's one thing to imagine being able to satisfy two women. The reality might be completely otherwise. Melinda looked at me sideways and grinned, obviously seeing my anxiety. "Do you want to do it?" she asked. I looked at her. "You know I've always had a crush on you, Mel," I said. "The idea of making love with you has been a fantasy of mine for a long time. The thought of having you and Sandy at the same time is even more exciting to me. There is kind of a pressure factor, though. Performance anxiety, you know?" "Well, that's up to you. But, Dan, we're all friends. I understand how guys are sometimes. I'm sure Sandy does, too. There shouldn't be pressure, just pleasure. We'd just have to be patient with each other." Now it seemed like she was trying to talk me into it! This was just too weird. "What I'm asking, I guess, is whether you and Sandy really want to risk it? Because I've heard of couples trying things like this and having it blow up in their face. A lot of them end up getting a divorce over it." I noticed she still hadn't answered what she thought of the whole thing. "We're secure enough," I told her. We were sitting in deck chairs side by side. I reached over and took her hand. She gave mine a squeeze. "But you still haven't said if you want to do it." She grinned again. "I do," she said simply. Then she raised my hand to her lips and kissed it. I leaned toward her and kissed her lips. I refrained from sliding my tongue into her mouth, but just barely. Even though we had just decided to have sex together -- and with my wife! -- it still would have felt like infidelity to me at that point. Melinda seemed to understand. At least she didn't say anything. We finished our beers and went inside for more. I challenged her to a game of cribbage. Melinda had almost beaten me when Sandy came home. Mel joined us again for dinner -- leftovers this time. We finally got down to discussing The Subject with all three of us together. We set up ground rules. Mainly they were for everybody's comfort. Any of us, at any time, could call the whole thing off. No fault, no foul. Everybody remains friends and we just chalk it up to experience. Any individual act could also be declined. The one thing I noticed We didn't discuss was whether there might be interaction between the two of them. I certainly hoped so, but I was wise enough not to bring it up. Finally we agreed on the following Saturday afternoon -- two days away -- for our trial. I drove Mel down to where she was staying for the summer. Before she got out, she leaned over for a kiss. This time we both used our tongues. The kiss lasted a long time. Saturday afternoon, Sandy drove into the driveway with Melinda. They seemed wired when they came in. I guess we all were. We had some wine and snacks. At Sandy's suggestion, we all got naked so we could become comfortable. While we sat around naked, eating cheese and crackers, I popped in a porn video I had picked from our collection. Of course it was one with a threesome. I peeked at both women out of the corner of my eye when the women on the tape were doing each other. They were definitely interested. My erection was a sure sign I was interested. Melinda blushed when I caught her eyeing it. I just laughed and pulled her hand over so she could feel it. That started things. Before we retired to the bedroom, however, we decided to take a shower together. The shower I designed for my house is large. There is no tub, just a big tiled room with a shower head. I had designed it with the fantasy of sharing it with at least two other people. We all took turns in the middle, while the other two scrubbed and caressed. Neither Sandy nor Melinda seemed to have the slightest embarrassment, neither about having another woman's hands all over them, or putting their hands on another woman. Of course, I was in Hog Heaven when it was my turn in the middle! There was a lot of kissing in the shower. The women didn't kiss each other, just me. I was only a little disappointed. We dried off and headed for the main event. We wouldn't have to worry about condoms. I'm vasectomized, and we knew we were all disease free. No holds barred, in other words. We lay down with me in the middle. Kissing and caressing commenced. When I turned and bent to suck a Melinda nipple into my mouth, Sandy repositioned herself and wasted no time in taking my cock into hers. My hand slid down Mel's belly to her crotch. She was trimmed, but not shaven bare, like Sandy. Still, Melinda's pubes were limited to a patch just above her mound. I urged Sandy to rejoin us up above. Now she was on the other side of Melinda from me. I again took a nipple into my lips. I motioned for Sandy to take the other one. She hesitated only a bit before fondling it and pinching it. Then she dipped her head and sucked. That quickly, she was turned on full to woman to woman sex. They both were. Melinda had obviously liked it when I was sucking her tit. When Sandy took her other one, however, she groaned deeply and clutched Sandy's head to her tightly. I leaned up and watched a little while. Sandy, finding the other breast "unoccupied", used her hand to play with it. She alternated sucking each of Mel's tits, while tweaking the other one with her fingers. Melinda, by then, had her hands full of Sandy's tits. They were both moaning and almost frantic. It was obvious to me that this was something they had both wondered about and must have wanted to try for a long time. Maybe Melinda had done it before, but Sandy claimed to be a "same-sex virgin". When Sandy raised her head and kissed Mel full on the lips I gasped. Both of them used their tongue. I moved down to taste Melinda's cunt. It is my favorite part of sex to go down on my partner. The aroma and taste of a sexually excited woman is the finest thing in the world to me. Melinda was no exception. She was slightly sweet, but still had the tangy, musky flavor that to me is woman. I wish I could bottle it. She spread her legs wide apart. I licked and sucked at her folds. A few minutes later, Sandy's hand was bumping the top of my head as she stroked Mel's clit. A few minutes after that, Melinda erupted in a tremendous orgasm. I rolled back and Sandy dropped her mouth again to my cock. Melinda inverted herself and shared my dick with my wife. The feeling of two pairs of lips and two tongues on your dick is indescribable! Still, I wanted to hold off my first orgasm a while. I stopped them after a few more minutes. Melinda rolled to her knees and pushed Sandy onto her back. While she began to treat my wife's cunt to a tongue bath, I moved up behind her. I first dropped down under her. I wanted to lick her some more. I also wanted to slide my tongue into her asshole. I didn't know whether she was used to ass play, but if she didn't like it she could stop me. She didn't stop me. She squealed, pushed back into me, and sucked Sandy's entire cunt into her mouth as I plumbed her rectum and wriggled my tongue in there like a worm. I fucked her butt with my tongue, driving her forward into Sandy's cunt until Sandy moaned out in her orgasmic pleasure. I rose then to my knees and began to fuck Melinda from behind. Sandy turned around and got under us. I thought I knew what she had in mind, so I went slow enough that she could use her tongue on us both from time to time while she watched me fucking our friend. "God! This looks so hot!" she said, her voice was muffled and interrupted by her licking and sucking at us. She kept telling us how beautiful and sexy it was to watch from that viewpoint, especially knowing it was us she was watching. I warned her before I started to pound seriously into Melinda's juicy cunt. She only watched from then on, until I groaned and exploded into Mel. When I stopped balls deep in Melinda, Sandy's tongue returned to lick and suck all the fluids that had escaped and were oozing out of Melinda around my cock. Her tongue on my cock at that point was exquisite torture, it was so sensitive from just climaxing. My hands were full of Melinda's tits then. I realized that Mel's head was once again between Sandy's thighs. I slipped out of Melinda's depths. Sandy's mouth was waiting and she sucked my slightly softened cock entirely into her mouth. Melinda extricated herself and turned to watch a while. We rested then. I got more wine, leaving the women fondling on the bed. when I returned, they had not moved. We didn't talk much while we rested. Just an occasional expression of wonder at the pleasures we had just shared. It occurred to me that sexual pleasure is one of those things that increase exponentially, something that is more than the sum of its parts. As it turned out, my worrying about not being able to perform was unfounded. The sheer eroticism of being naked with two sexy women who wanted to suck and fuck me and each other gave me all the jolt my libido needed. The second round I slid my cock into Sandy while Melinda perched atop her face. Melinda leaned forward to kiss me. I directed her attention, too, to my nipples, which I love having sucked and nibbled -- even bitten hard. She was delighted, since she had never met a man who enjoyed it as much as I did. "Or admitted he did, anyway," she added. Sandy is very multi-orgasmic. She came four more times before I deposited my second load into her cunt and we rested again. We sat around and talked and joked for a while. Sandy said something sarcastic to me and I warned her to be careful. I knew where we were going, but I was pretty sure it would be a surprise to Melinda. When Sandy kept up the attitude, I pulled her across my lap and spanked her, giving her fifteen good swats which turned her ass a bright pink. Melinda's eyes went wide, but she didn't say anything. I released my hold on Sandy and she sat up quickly, rubbing her ass. "You wouldn't do that to Melinda, I bet! You probably couldn't!" she said. I wondered if she had rehearsed this on her own. She certainly hadn't mentioned it to me. But I was eager to play along. "I would if she was as much a smart ass as you are!" I countered. Sandy looked at Melinda with a smile. "Go on, Mel, tell him he isn't strong enough to wrestle you over his knee and paddle your naked ass." A light dawned in Mel's eyes. Sandy's remark was too well constructed, too graphic to be just a tossed off comment. Melinda smiled. she looked from Sandy to me and back. "I don't think he could, Sandy," she said, and she raised her fists in the classic fighter pose. Sandy was to one side then. "but I'd like to see him try!" she added. I was fast and I had the element of surprise. I reached out and grabbed one of Mel's wrists, pulling her forward off her knees to her belly. I pounced on top of her, throwing a leg across hers. Her pretty ass was waiting my pleasure. Her struggles seemed genuine, but they were useless. "How would you like it, Mel? Just my hand, or should I use a paddle?" She writhed then, really trying to get away. I held her fast. "Warm her up with your hand, Dan," Sandy said. "You fucking traitor!" Melinda yelled at Sandy. "I thought we were supposed to be together on this!" I punctuated her complaint with the smack of my hand on her left butt cheek. I held back, since I'd never spanked Melinda before. When I spanked Sandy (which I did frequently), I wailed on her, since I know she likes it that way. Melinda shrieked, "OW! Goddammit! Don't!" (SMACK!) "OW!, OW!" She was still wriggling. I rubbed my hand over her ass and pinched it a little before delivering several more swats. The last two were harder and stung my hand. Her vocalizing dropped away to a grunt with each swat. I felt that we had another convert with us. Expanding Horizons Remember: This is a fictional story and not advice on how to behave. It all started with a story that I read on the Internet. The story was about a couple who ended up trying out various acts of exhibitionism in public places. One part in particular stuck in my mind. It was where the wife in the story exposed herself to another bloke in a public restaurant with the husband telling his wife exactly what to do ... My wife and I had been married for almost 15 years and while our sex life was OK, I had wanted to pep it up and make it a bit more exciting. The problem is, with kids and all of the usual daily chores, it is difficult to be spontaneous about anything. The other thing is - crazy as it sounds - it is almost easier to talk to (almost) strangers about your sexual fantasies than to someone very close to you who you love and trust. I spent a long time thinking about how to solve the predicament and then decided that I would just have to push the issue. One day I went back onto the Internet and searched for the story that I had read. Once I'd found it, I printed it out and 'hid' it in amongst my underwear so that it was hidden but would/could be seen if someone went and looked in the drawer. Given that the only person likely to do this other than me was Paula - my wife - I just had to wait and see what happened. Sure enough, I came back from work several days later to find Paula in a slightly edgy mood. I asked her what the matter was, but she said nothing. Later that evening, Paula was in the bathroom getting ready to go to bed. I looked quickly into the drawer to see that the story that I had so carefully position had indeed been moved. Heart thumping, I climbed into bed and acted as though nothing unusual was happening. Paula came out of the bathroom dressed in a short silk nightie and climbed in next to me. 'I have something to discuss with you.' 'Yes? What?' 'What kind of kick are you on?' 'What do you mean?' She stormed out of bed and went over to my drawer, returning to the bed with the story in her hand. 'What is this? Do you really need this kind of thing to get off?' 'Hey, it's just a story!' 'Right!' 'Look, it's not exactly a big deal Paula, it's just a story.' 'Does this kind of stuff really turn you on?' The moment of truth. I decided to go for it. 'Actually, yes it does. I find the story quite a turn on.' 'And what about me? How do I fit into this sordid story?' 'Sordid? Have you even read the story?' 'Well, sort of ...' 'Then read it. Now!' 'No!' 'Then don't make such a big fuss - you can't comment if you haven't read the story yourself.' 'Hmm.' Although I could see that she was pissed off, she picked up the paper and started reading. I watched with baited breath. After a minute or so her she started to get into the story and her breathing changed; becoming more regular and shallower. Looking down at her exposed chest, I could see that her nipples had stiffened under her silk nightie, forming two small hard bumps on the gentle slopes of her flattened breasts. Her skin had become flushed at the base of her neck and the reddening spread down between her breasts. 'Does this really turn you on Thomas?' she asked. Before I had a chance to answer, she reached down under the duvet and took hold of my already erect penis in her hand. 'I guess I already know the answer to my question!' Keeping hold of my erect cock, she read the story to the end and then turned to me. 'Why does it turn you on?' 'Answer me one question first - does it turn you on?' 'Before I answer that, tell my why it turns you on while I ...' Paula slipped down under the duvet and knelt between my thighs. Placing her hands on the inside of her thighs, she bobbed down and took the tip of my cock in her mouth. 'Well, I guess it's partly because it would turn me on to see another woman flashing her knickers at me in a restaurant ...' The warm wetness of her mouth engulfed the crown of my penis as she slid her lips slowly down my shaft. '... and the thought of another - good-looking bloke - getting an eyeful of your knickers also turns me on - as long as you were enjoying it too ...' By now Paula was fellating me with her tongue, the tip of which was teasing the sensitive area on the underside of the crown. The first pulses of an approaching orgasm started my penis twitching. Noticing this, Paula slid one hand between my legs; she placed one finger on my anus and started gently teasing me as she worked my cock with her tongue. This was too much for me. 'Paula! I'm coming!' Instead of pulling away as she usually did, she kept on bobbing up and down my erect cock until I came with a gasp and shuddered as my cock twitched repeatedly, my come shooting out into Paula's hot wet mouth as she took every drop of my love juices. As my orgasm subsided, she slid up my body and kissed me, the salty slipperiness of my come a foreign taste to my searching tongue. As soon as I had recovered somewhat, I gently pushed Paula onto her back and started to slide down her slim body. 'Now it's your turn.' 'No, Thomas - I want you to touch me with your fingers.' 'But ...' 'No. Tell me how you imagine us doing it.' 'What do you mean?' For a second I was confused as to what exactly she wanted from me. 'I want you to tell me what I would have to do if we were in that restaurant ...' My heart started thumping wildly again. It had worked. The story had really turned her on! 'OK. I have invited you out to a rather posh restaurant in the city. I have told you to wear a white blouse and your cornflower-blue suit - the one with the skirt that comes half way up your thighs. You have a pair of matching blue high-heel shoes on.' I slipped my hand down Paula's flat stomach and cupped her warm lightly-haired pubic mound. The tip of my index finger slid down her pubic valley until it reached her clitoris - a fragile wet 'tongue' nestling amongst a swollen pink cushion. Gently stroking it in small circles, I felt Paula's hips start to rock of their own accord in time with the motion of my finger. 'Keep going!' 'I have told you to wear your bright blue silk bra and matching panties. You had protested at first, saying that your bra would be visible through the white cotton blouse that you are wearing. Although this is true, I point out that as you are wearing a jacket, no-one will be able to see your bra anyway. 'As we are eating, I notice another couple at a table near us. He is dark-haired, slim and good-looking and dressed in a grey suit. His wife or girlfriend is slim, small-breasted, with jet-black hair and dressed in a long emerald-green skirt and a black silk blouse. 'Every time I look over, the bloke is looking at you. I tell you what is happening and tell you to turn your body slightly in the chair so that you are facing towards him. He half smiles as he sees what you have done. Then I tell you to open your legs slightly.' By now Paula's breath is coming in short flat bursts and her hips are pushing hard against my finger as I let it trail gently up and down her pubic valley, careful to avoid direct contact with her clit. 'And then?' 'And then? That depends on whether you do what I tell you or not!' 'Yes, I'll do it!' I didn't comment on her use of the present/future tense but filed it away for later and continued with the story. 'You open your legs slightly so that bloke is able to get a glimpse of bright blue silk between your thighs. I look around the almost-empty restaurant and see that no-one can see what is going on. I then tell you to spread your legs even further. 'You open your legs as far as the material of your skirt will allow. By now, your knicker-covered pussy is clearly visible and the guys' eyes are riveted on the blue silk that hides your sex. His partner obviously becomes aware of his lack of attention and turns around to see what he is looking at.' 'And then?' 'At first I think that she is going to flip out, and then her friend speaks to her across the table. She looks at us and then back to him before nodding. To our amazement, she turns to face us and lets her skirt - a wrap-around skirt of some light material - fall down either side of her legs. Then she opens her legs slightly to reveal long slim thighs and a small strip of light material at her crotch. 'The man speaks to her again and she nods once more. Looking back at us, she checks the restaurant and then opens her legs even further so that we have an unrestricted view of her crotch. She is wearing a pair of bright yellow cotton panties, the material of which is tightly stretched over her pussy so that the shape of her valley is visible to us - even though we are almost two metres away.' 'At this, you look around to check that everything is clear before lifting your bum briefly off the chair and tugging your skirt up over your hips to completely expose your knickers. The silk material has darkened where it becomes damp and the other two have a brief view if the bikini-style panties before you tug your skirt back down again. 'I lean over and tell you to go to the bathroom and to take your underwear off. I tell you that you have to carry the bra and panties openly when you return. Without a word, you stand up - leaving your jacket behind you - and head off to the bathroom. The other two watch you with a grin as you walk past them. As soon as you have gone, the man whispers new instructions to the woman. She is obviously unsure whether or not to follow them. Then she looks at me and smiles as she slides one hand down between her thighs and starts stroking herself through her bright yellow panties. 'It is now that you return. You saunter across towards us, the bra and knickers hanging casually in one hand, your hard little nipples clearly visible through the thin cotton of your blouse. On reaching the man, you smile down at him and hand him your knickers - I am stunned at your audacity. Sitting down, you swiftly tug your skirt back over your thighs and expose your neatly trimmed pussy.' 'Oh, God Thomas, I'm going to come! Tell me more!' 'At this, the woman smiles and reaches down to take of her own panties. As she leans back and spreads her thighs once more, we are treated to the sight of a beautiful pubic mound; the pitch-black pubic hair is trimmed so short that it is little more than a dousy covering, exposing her pubic valley. As the man once again speaks, she picks up her panties and walks over to us and hands them to me. The bright yellow cotton is warm and damp in my hand. Returning to their table she takes the Paula's blue silk knickers and sits down before sliding the knickers on and pulling them up. We have a brief glimpse of her almost shaved pussy before it disappears behind the soft silk. She leans back in her chair and lets her legs fall apart giving us a perfect view of her knicker-covered pussy. The silk has darkened where it has become damp and clings to the folds of her lips - an open invitation to burying one's face in her crotch. I look at them briefly at the yellow cotton panties in my hand before giving them to you without a word. You put them on and pull them up tight so that the bright yellow material forms a smooth image of your pussy through which I can make out your pubic hair.' 'Oh, fuck it - I'm ... I'm ... coming!' Paula tensed up and thrust herself against my hand as she came, grabbing my arm with her hands and turning to kiss me. As the orgasm subsided, she gradually relaxed back against me. 'Oh, wow. That was horny!' 'For me too.' She reached back and felt my throbbing cock. 'Wow. This stuff really does turn you on doesn't it?' 'Yes - you just didn't want to believe me or to hear about it.' 'I have changed my mind - I want to hear all about it. But now I need this inside me!' Pushing her bum towards me, she guided my cock into her from behind. Her pussy was soaking wet and deliciously warm as it engulfed me. I reach around and slid my hands under her silk nightie to cup her small breasts. The nipples were hard and I played with them between my thumbs and forefingers as we made love. Already I could feel the first twangs of my approaching orgasm. Dropping my hands to her hips, I pulled her against me with each thrust so that her soft warm bum bumped against my pelvis as my cock thrust deep inside her. With a grunt I came and shot my come deep inside her before falling back exhausted; my throbbing penis still buried to the hilt as I caught my breath again. Later - having washed and crawled back into bed - we cuddled up together. 'Thomas?' 'Hmm.' Thank you. I never thought that something like that would turn me on.' 'I'm glad it does. With that, we turned off the light and fell asleep. To be continued... Expanding Horizons "What the hell am I doing here?" I thought as my husband Mark pulled our car into the parking lot for the sex party. Yes, the SEX PARTY. To say this is outside of my normal activities would be a bit of an understatement. Typical for me is more along the lines of refreshing Facebook at the computer, going to the gym or, more typically working as a researcher at a hospital. I'm not really a sexual person, though I do enjoy sex. As Mark has been saying since we decided to attend a sex party, "That's the point Pammy! This is not something we would normally do, but we're only getting older and I'm tired of regretting missed opportunities." As we got out of the car and looked around it's hard to describe where we were. It was in a pretty rich vacation town, and the grounds were filled with houses, yurts, mud huts, plants and emu's. Nothing says "sex party" like a bunch of emu's running around. Mark gave me one of his trademark goofy grins and took my hand as I stumbled up the path in my rarely worn high heels. That's the other thing, we were both as dressed up as we'd been since we got married 12 years ago. It had actually been 15 years since we started dating, and two kids and a mortgage later we desperately needed something to spice up our marriage and our lives. We politely nodded to some people we saw, and since we were early there was only a few people milling about. Honestly they all seemed very relaxed, happy and strangely enough, normal. I don't know what I expected, but normal wasn't it. I thought this would be filled with old creepy men or saggy breasted hippies. Some looked to be professionals, and amazingly most of them were actually pretty hot! Mark and I both have struggled with body issues and failed diets our whole lives. Giving birth two our two (wonderful) kids didn't help my body, but lately I've been really making an effort to exercise more and it's been paying off. Mark has not only been complimenting me more, but I catch him just watching me undress or dry off after the shower and honestly it's nice to know the work has been appreciated. I've always been curvy with a big ass, but I have curves where they're supposed to be and cute if not large 36C breasts. As we walked in there was a friendly man checking to make sure we'd registered and paid. He smiled at us and welcomed us and it just felt comfortable and even less strange. The party itself had a "newcomer" orientation first (as Mark kept saying, "everyone new needs to come"...not his best material). We walked into a pretty nice living room with pillows and couches everywhere. There were already a number of people sitting at the main area (again, some really sexy guys and some hot ladies) so we walked over to the side couch. There was a lady relaxing there who looked like just a normal lady in a pretty flowered dress. She introduced herself as Margie and warmly smiled at us. We made small talk with her and looked around the room at people who were all there, like us, to watch and possibly engage in sex with total strangers. Suddenly I started to get nervous again and wonder what the hell we were doing there. Luckily, just at that moment they showed up. It was a younger couple who looked to be in their mid-20's (I later found out this was correct). She was very cute with curly dirty blonde hair pulled up in a very intricate and adorable princess-style braid. She was wearing sexy black stockings with a nice lace detail up the back and a plunging tight black top that showed off her nice chest. I looked over at Mark and could see him admiring her as he scanned her up and down. I grinned as his eyes paused for a bit longer on her admittedly nice breasts (Mark is a breast man). The other half of this couple was a young cute looking guy. He had dark hair that he would absentmindedly brush away from his forehead. He was more casually dressed in black slacks and a black shirt. My heart raced a bit faster in a good way as I thought to myself, "This guy is cute!" I've always had a thing for younger guys which Mark and I had only recently been exploring in the bedroom. They introduced themselves as Shelly and Dan and we all made smalltalk for a bit. The room was filling up and we were a bit surprised how many people had shown up. Dan and Shelly sat next to us and I could tell Mark liked them since he kept cracking goofy puns and quoting movie lines and they were actually laughing with him! Our hostess entered the room and everyone took a seat. She introduced herself and welcomed us. She asked how many of us were at a party for the first time, and most of the room raised their hand. Knowing that we weren't alone as first timers made me feel a little better. The orientation was actually pretty interesting. As I'd never been to a sex party before I had no idea what to expect, how it worked or what the rules are. It turns out it's pretty simple, you ask very clear questions and must respect a clear "Yes" or "No" answer. I can do this...I hope. After the orientation more people started arriving and they rearranged the room to have more space. Those of us who hadn't been to this house before were given a tour, and that's when the butterflies came back. They walked us around to the different rooms, "This is the main sex room where you can fuck your brains out or just watch." Sure, that's normal, I hear that every day. There were three rooms dedicated for sex, as well as a decent buffet (sex AND food, hell yes!) a hot tub and really nice fire pit. As I looked around the room I was again shocked how normal and attractive most people were. There were definitely a few guys who creeped me out, but honestly the number of truly hot people outnumbered them. As we were touring around I noticed that we'd gotten separated from Shelly and Dan, and was happy when Mark took my hand and casually led us over to where they were standing. We awkwardly waited while they finished talking to another couple and smiled at them. Their warm returned smiles gave me a nice warm feeling. Also...did I get a tingle between my legs? Couldn't be... Mark was the first to speak up and say, "Do you guys want to go look in one of the sex rooms?" We all said yes and slowly made our way upstairs to the big room. There was one couple already on the bed, and we were all shocked to realize they were easily in their 80's. We tried not to giggle, but they were both completely naked and the lady was voraciously giving the guy a really good blowjob. I shook my head when I realized I was a little jealous about her technique. We stood on the side of the room as Laura, a really sexy thin redhead came into the room with a guy. He was an attractive guy with a rugged build. The four of us stood there-me in front of Mark and Shelly in front of Dan-and watched as Laura and the guy started roughly making out and groping. He was unbuttoning her blouse and she was pressing her toned body against him. I could feel Mark's dick getting hard as he pressed it into my back. The guy quickly took off Laura's bra and her cute small breasts came into view. None of the four of us said anything and we were all transfixed on what we were watching. The guy starting roughly sucking on her now rock hard nipples and she threw her head back and let out an immensely satisfied moan. This was hot! I occasionally look at some porn-mostly photos of younger guys or my favorite, black guys-but this was like nothing I'd ever seen. An incredibly sexy couple was making out and about to fuck in front of us. As we were watching another couple (less attractive than Laura and her random guy but still good looking) walked into the room and stood in the middle. The woman took off her dress and they started kissing as the man shoved his fingers into her clearly soaking wet pussy. The sound of that made my breath catch as I could HEAR his fingers pushing in and out. She was clearly enjoying it as she pressed her hips against his hand and devoured his tongue. The new couple had slightly blocked our view of Laura and so we all goofily stepped to the right to get a better view of everything. We all giggled quietly since it had been done in unison without anyone saying anything. I snuck a peek behind at Mark and saw he was alternating between watching the show and admiring Shelly's cleavage. I think he wished he had a few extra pairs of eyes so he could watch everything at once. We stood there as time seemed to stop. The room was heating up from the passion and additional people who came in for a bit, watched and then left. Laura ripped the guy's shirt off and I definitely felt a tickle in my pussy as I saw his honestly pretty nice body. She took his pants off and seemed to dive onto his cock, devouring it into her mouth and sucking it like she had waited her whole life for this moment. We were transfixed as she bobbed up and down on his gorgeous cock and he leaned his head back on the couch and closed his eyes, enjoying her work. Suddenly I felt Mark's hand reach into my dress and cup my breast. Normally I swat him away, but for some reason I didn't move and let him cup and squeeze my breast. He switched to the other and I could see him looking over to Shelly and Dan to see if they'd noticed. I think he smiled when he could tell that they had noticed but were doing everything they could not to show they were watching us. Laura's guy was clearly enjoying her cock sucking skills as she bobbed up and down following each suck with some well timed hand strokes, but clearly they both wanted more. He flipped her over on the couch and ripped her black thong panties off. He reached into the bowl on the table and ripped open a condom. As he slid it onto his cock and positioned himself over her the four of us froze and just stared. Mark's hand stopped moving around but squeezed my right breast as the guy plunged his large cock into Laura. She moaned and lost control of her hands and arms as she rubbed and pulled at the guy to feel all of his cock in her. He obliged and quickly thrust his cock in and out of her pussy. The sound of her pussy slurping on his cock as he pushed in and out was amazing. I felt Mark reach up and slowly pull the top of my dress down. I don't know what came over me, but not only did I permit it, but I helped. My dress came down to my waist, my bra came off and suddenly I was standing in a room watching one couple fuck, another finger and a third continue an epic marathon oral sex session with my breasts just out there. I think I heard Mark groan as he pressed his hard cock against my ass and massaged my breasts. My heartbeat increased as I could see various people in the room take notice and look at my exposed body. I saw Shelly and Dan glance over and I could see his hands rubbing and squeezing her breasts over her dress and bra. What was happening? Why wasn't I freaking out and running out of there? Why was this so fucking hot? This was nothing like I'd ever thought I'd experience in my life...and I loved it. Not to pull away from the sex for too long, but it will probably be helpful to have a little background on myself and Mark. As I said we had been together for 15 years and married for 12. We were both in our mid 30's and were well into our own professional career. Our life was as "typical" and boring, yet stable as we'd ever hoped. Daily routine revolved around getting the kids to/from school, going to work, making/cleaning up dinner and all the countless other mundane tasks that are our life. It's not to say that we don't like our life together, our kids are amazing, we're financially very stable, but...it's just boring. Nothing exciting ever happens. In the bedroom things are so much better than they used to be. Mark actually was my first and only partner. I was a virgin when I met him and never did any serious dating in college. There were a few random guys, but mostly they were jerks or stupid and nothing happened past some un-enjoyable kissing and groping. At the beginning of our relationship I did not enjoy sex at all. All my life I had learned that sex and masturbation were not things to ever talk about. I never had "the talk" and without any experience of my own I just figured there was something "wrong" about it. Sure I masturbated, but it was always done extremely quietly and quickly, just a task with a goal. For years when we had sex I just laid there and waited for it to be over. I knew that we were supposed to have sex, but it just didn't feel right or normal to me. I could tell that Mark knew that I didn't enjoy it, and we had way too many discussions and fights about it. It was a big deal. Mark is much more sexual than I am. He's honestly a bit of a hornball and is on the high end of the sexual spectrum. That's not to say he's had a lot of partners, but he thinks about sex all the time and probably is more addicted to porn than is normal. As our marriage progressed we had ups and downs. About six months ago we had the worst time ever. We stopped talking and were just done with each other. We both now admit that we were ready for a divorce and didn't care anymore. I don't know what happened, but one night we had a huge fight, which was the most talking we'd done in months. Mark told me that he knew a lot of this was his fault and that he realized he was depressed. We calmly talked and he decided to see a therapist. I don't know what they talked about, but over the first month that Mark saw the therapist things changed amazingly. We started talking more, he started being sweet and polite to me, and I found that I started desiring him again and looking forward to sex. I guess I'm a typical woman and 90% of sexuality to me is in my mind. When I was mad at Mark I had absolutely no desire for him. Now that we were getting along, communicating and he was clearly happier, I started to look forward to sex. One thing we spoke about was that both of us felt like we'd missed out on sexual adventures and growth when we were younger. As I said, I had no other partners besides Mark, and he had only a handful (which is surprising considering how much he thinks and talks about sex). Our talking turned to fantasies while we had sex, and Mark would be a random stranger fucking me. It was HOT! The fantasy usually had Mark watching while the random guy fucked me, his wife. It was some of the best sex we'd ever had! Eventually Mark brought up that it doesn't have to remain a fantasy. He said I was sexy and we should find a guy to fuck me while he watched. I wasn't entirely into the action of it, but the idea was pretty hot and we'd look through Craigslist classified ads for guys. We even replied to a few from an anonymous email account, but never followed up. Usually after looking we'd fuck like animals and he'd be one of the random 20-something guys from the ads. Talking turned to fantasy, fantasy turned to looking, and looking turned to us going to a sex party. We didn't plan on doing anything, but we honestly didn't know what would happen. That brings us back to the party and watching Laura get pounded while my exposed breasts were being massaged by Mark. Laura and the guy changed positions again and he sat on the couch and she kneeled over his bobbling cock. He reached his hand down and guided it into her obviously drenched pussy and she slammed down on it over and over again. We lost count of the number of times she came. Suddenly the guy grabbed her back and pulled himself deep into her and came inside her shaking as he did. Mark leaned down and asked "Should we clap?" which sort of ruined the moment but also was really funny. We all giggled as Laura shakily climbed off the now softening cock. The guy pulled the condom off as she wobbled and flopped down onto the couch. She was shaking and had a look of both shock and pure bliss on her face. She struggled to her feet, picked up her haphazardly discarded clothes and limped to the bathroom. A few minutes later she came out wearing just her bra and thong with a look showing that she had just been superbly fucked and had desperately needed it. She wobbled down the stairs as we all watched her really quite nice ass round the corner. After that show we all needed a break and Mark suggested we go out back for some fresh air. We followed him down the stairs and outside. It was nice in the cool sex-free air. I could see Mark smile as he watched Shelly talk, he was clearly happy with the current situation and I could only imagine what he was fantasizing about her, but I'm sure it involved her full breasts and his mouth (I know my man). At the same time, I found that I was drawn to Dan. He was cute and nerdy and really just my type. Mark is taller and could probably throw Dan, but they're both dorks and adorable. We talked outside and came back down to reality for about 30 minutes. We all laughed at each others jokes (even Mark's typical goofy ones) and really enjoyed each other's company. I came to this party not knowing what to expect, but as I stood there I couldn't help wonder if there was a possibility that the four of us could do something, or if I could feel Dan's cock inside of me. I shook my head as the thought of him sliding into my wet pussy almost took over and my knees got weak. Dan was thirsty, so we all went inside and had some soda and snacks. The other odd thing about the party (other than the wild fucking and naked people) was that there wasn't any alcohol. It made for a very relaxed, friendly atmosphere. No one was drunk or jealous or stupid, and everyone was just having fun. As I looked around the room I noticed people in various states of nudity, and even people who didn't have a "model" body were amazingly comfortable just walking around naked. It was really nice to know that they could be so comfortable with themselves, and despite their nakedness, it put me at ease. Shelly was the first to suggest we watch more sex, so we all nervously walked to the smaller sex room and walked inside. There on the bed was a naked woman with very large breasts flopped to the sides. A guy was between her legs hungrily licking and sucking her pussy. She was moaning and groaning and loving what he was doing. We all stood and watched for a couple minutes when Mark said something to Shelly and Dan that would change that night and our lives for the better. "Do you guys want to lie on the other bed with us?" Mark asked. Dan and Shelly looked at each other and nodded yes. What was happening? Were we all going to fuck? What did Mark have in mind? We laid down on the bed and Mark and I started kissing while Dan and Shelly kissed. Mark sat me up and slid my dress off. I kicked it off and he threw it onto the floor. His pants soon followed. Amazingly we were at a sex party lying on a bed with another couple, me in just my new red panties, Mark in his somewhat unbuttoned shirt and black silk boxers. That wasn't the crazy part though. The crazy part was that it felt great and comfortable and I wanted more. I could see Shelly and Dan's eyes look at my mostly naked body. It was amazing to feel the lust from them. Dan's stroking of Shelly quickened and she reached down and pulled her tight black top off exposing some very nice full breasts pushing against her cute bra. Mark was openly staring and licked his lips as he watched Shelly's bra fall off her shoulders and join her shirt on the floor. He never took his eyes off her breasts as Dan ran his hands over his girlfriend's nipples. "36DD?" Mark asked. Shelly seemed a bit shocked that he knew, but as Mark always says, he's not only an admirer of all breasts, but a connoisseur. He knows his breasts, I'll give him that. It was interesting to see the contrast in my breasts and Shelly's. Hers are young and full and very firm with tiny cute nipples and almost no areola. Mine are smaller 34C with larger areola and eraser sized nipples. It was clear that both of the boys were in lust as their hands groped and squeezed the women they'd come with. Expanding Horizons We were lying there kissing when Mark slid his hand onto Shelly's back and asked if it was okay to stroke her back. She nodded yes and Dan kissed her harder and worked his way down to suck on her cute nipples. First one, then the other. She responded to the touch of two separate men by tipping her head back and closing her eyes. Emboldened by Mark's touching of Shelly, Dan shyly asked us if it was okay if he touched me. I looked at Mark and he had a sexy smile on his face as we both nodded yes and a whispered "Yes" escaped my lips. Every so slowly Dan lifted his hand off of Shelly's warm breast and inched it towards my stomach. I swear I could feel electricity as his fingers approached my skin. When his fingers gently touched me I shivered and bit my bottom lip. He looked into my eyes asking without speaking and I nodded yes. His hand slowly worked its way up my stomach and gently cupped my soft breast. Mark and Shelly were hardly idle as Mark sensuously rubbed her back and she was stroking Dan's. I kept my eyes locked on Dan's as his hand started to cup and gently squeeze this new breast while his girlfriend lay between us watching and smiling. His touch felt so different from Mark's but still so comfortable and familiar. His fingers gently squeezed my large nipple and I inhaled suddenly. He returned to gently caressing and squeezing my breasts. I could feel Mark's heart beating against my back and his hard cock pressing against my ass. As Dan worked on my breasts my husband was growing more and more aroused. Dan paused suddenly and looked at Shelly, then at me. "You know, Shelly's-she's into girls. Could-could she touch you too?" "YES!" I heard Mark exclaim and we all laughed and kept touching and kissing. "Sure, yeah that's okay", I replied. Shelly tentatively reached her hand over and laid it on my belly. Her small soft hand felt so nice on me. I'm definitely not into girls, but I do love being touched and appreciated, and it felt nice having three people touching and caressing me. Dan kept touching my left breast while Shelly looked at Mark and slowly slid her hand up to my right breast. This couple 10 years my junior were both touching and caressing me while my husband stroked my cheek and neck. This was pure bliss. A few minutes later I heard Mark speak up with a question I'm surprised took so long to come, "Shelly...can I touch your breasts as well?" Shelly nodded and said "Yes" as Mark gently cupped a beautifully firm 36DD breast for the first time. One thing to check off of his bucket list I think, though at the end of this night we checked at least 20 things off. From there we devolved into a mass of smiling, caressing and kissing lovers. It's hard to explain the feeling, but even though people would come in to watch and sometimes fuck, it truly felt like there wasn't anyone else in the whole world other than us. Shelly had some very specific rules for what was "off limits". No touching of the other couple's cock or pussy and no kissing on the lips. I knew Mark was disappointed, but he didn't show it as he lovingly stroked every inch of Shelly that he could. I watched as his hands ran from her neck down her shoulders and to her breasts. He spent some time there then ran them down her soft belly and onto her hip and down her outer thigh. "Your skin is so smooth Shelly", he commented. "Well I shaved this morning silly", she replied. Mark just smiled and kept his hand running down her outer thigh, down her calf and to her foot. Every now and then he'd hit a ticklish spot and she'd let out a giggle which would make us all smile as she jerked her body. He continued this rubbing and touching of this amazing woman and I had no jealousy. Of course it helped that during this time both Shelly and Dan were busy touching feeling and just being with me. I had hands on my breasts, neck, back and ass. Dan then looked up and asked Shelly, "Can I suck on her nipples if it's okay with them?" She nodded yes and he looked to first Mark, then me. "Yes", I purred as his mouth gently closed on my left nipple. Honestly, usually I hate having my nipples sucked. This was actually a huge issue for Mark since he's such a breast man and loves doing everything to nipples, especially sucking them. Ever since I had the kids it's been impossible for me to think of my breasts and nipples as sexual since they provided FOOD for my kids. But here I was in a situation I never thought I'd be in in a million years, with my amazing husband being caressed by a cute young couple while the guy is sucking my nipples. It just felt so comfortable and amazing. I was worried Mark would be jealous that Dan got to suck on my nipples, but his horny goofy grin told me that I didn't have anything to worry about. As Dan worked gently on my nipples with his lips and tongue I felt Mark slowly pull my red panties down over my hips. I lifted my ass off the bed so he could slip my panties off, my freshly shaved pussy exposed for all to see (and there were a few people watching). "Isn't it cute?" Mark asked. "I shaved it for her." And he had, without so much as a cut or razor burn. I remember him getting hard as he carefully and meticulously lathered then shaved my pussy. I know how much he likes it smooth, though he does equally like it when it's natural. I looked over as Shelly and Dan removed the last of her clothing as well. Her high-cut black panties flew onto the floor and she was as naked as I. The boys just started at us for a minute then returned to their sensual caresses. At any moment I had three sets of hands on my body and it felt amazing. It was strange, I thought for sure we'd just fuck and be done, but this was different. It felt just so natural and right and good. It was sexual, but it was more than that, it was loving. Just as I was thinking that, I saw Mark take his boxers off and his hard cock spring out. "Will you suck me sweetie?" he asked and I smiled and climbed between his legs. Not to be outdone, Dan popped onto his back next to Mark and Shelly climbed next to me. I smiled at Shelly and then we both took our lovers' cocks into our mouths as they alternated between grabbing and squeezing first one set of breasts then the other. The boys had been hard off and on for the better part of four hours, and I thought they would just cum right away, but clearly they were in this for the long haul. We took turns sucking, watching each other work then returning to the cocks we came with. I watched Shelly's cute lips swallow Dan's gorgeous cock and wanted to touch it. I knew the rule about not touching the other person's cock or pussy, and I respected it because I didn't want to scare them off. But fuck I wanted that inside my aching pussy! It was a very nice size, big but not scary, something I could suck on and then have fucked into me. The thought of it was making my pussy so wet. Mark saw me watching and told me, "Why don't you just watch her suck his cock. You like it don't you?" I nodded and watched as Shelly tried to smile with her mouth full of Dan. I absentmindedly reached my hand over and rested it on his inner thigh just a millimeter from his cock. I could feel her breath and the warmth from his cock and her mouth as her lips rose up and down, up and down. We alternated between groping/caressing and sucking our guys' cocks. Finally though it was clear that it was time to fuck. The guys were on their backs still, so we each climbed onto them and sank their cocks into our dripping pussies. "You both look so similar!", Mark said as he looked from me to Shelly and back. "You two are so fucking hot", he cried as we bounced on their cocks. Shelly and I were rubbing each others tits as the guys watched and fucked their hips up to us on the downstroke. I'm very quiet when I have sex or cum, and I know Mark wants me to make more noise. It's just tough when my whole life I did everything I could not to get caught masturbating. Shelly and Dan on the other hand had no problems with making noise. They were both moaning and grunting as they fucked each other right next to us. I could tell that both Dan and Mark were getting close, and as if we'd planned it they both starting fucking up into us hard and fast and first Dan came, then Mark pumping their cocks and cum deep into our pussies. We rolled off the guys and smiled at them as we used washcloths to wipe our dripping pussies. "Can we watch you two masturbate?" Mark asked. I knew he loved watching and especially loved watching me masturbate. We both nodded yes and rolled onto our backs and started fingering our pussies. Like I said mine was shaved bald, but Shelly's had just the finest wisp of hair on it and it looked adorable I have to say. The room filled with the sound of fingers rubbing on wet clits and dipping into dripping pussies. Dan sucked on my nipples while Mark was in 7th heaven just caressing Shelly's breasts and occasionally pinching and rubbing her cute nipples. I could see him staring into Shelly's gorgeous green eye while she fingered herself. He has a thing for watching my face while I masturbate, so to watch this new and amazing partner must have been quite a treat for him. It was all too much for me, and with a grunt and some well earned twitches I suddenly came. As my body spasmed a few more times I felt Shelly stiffen up and heard her moaning get louder and suddenly she was cumming next to me. I laid there for a moment and thought about that. This amazing couple just caressed and came with us. We all dizzily stood up, cleaned-up and tried to get dressed. It wasn't awkward or odd as I was afraid it would be. Instead, it was just nice and sweet and amazing. "We really want to see you again," Mark said. "Here's my card with my info, please contact us. We had so much fun and don't want this to be a one-time thing." Dan took the card and smiled at Shelly. "We don't either, and we definitely want to see you two again also," he replied to Mark. It turns out we were the last ones at the party. The four of us, the "party virgins", who had never done anything like this before in our lives outstayed and out fucked everyone else. As we walked to our cars it felt good to be out in the cool air. It was surreal in that it felt just right. I had no regrets, other than that it had to end. I was so glad that I had come on this adventure with Mark, and even more glad that we had met Shelly and Dan. We stopped together before we had to split off to our separate cars. "Dan, Shelly, I can't tell you how amazing that was," Mark said. "It just felt so normal, I don't know how to explain it. You two are so amazing." "We feel the same way," Dan replied. "We will definitely see you again soon." We hugged Dan and Shelly goodbye, not wanting to let go, but knowing that we would see them again, and wondering what our next adventure would hold. As Mark walked me to the car, my legs were weak from the late hour, the excitement of the night and the dreaming of what's to come. "I love you so much Mark." I said and squeezed his arm. "I love you too sweetie. You are so amazing. Thank you for doing this with me." I kissed his cheek and got into the car. As we drove down the empty road into the dark my mind kept drifting between what had happened and what would happen next. I didn't let myself think too much about the next time, not wanting to spoil it when it finally does happen. "You were right," I said to Mark, "That was better than sitting at home and watching Food Network." He just laughed.