7 comments/ 52689 views/ 4 favorites Marital Changes By: ainu2 GEORGE: Over breakfast, my wife says to me, "We need to spice up our sex." My first thought is, she didn't say 'I think' she gave an order. Stated a fact. My other thought is, what does 'spice up' mean exactly? We've been married for 32 years, are in our mid fifties. Our kids are grown and gone, creating grandkids. But we're both still in good shape, can do just about anything we did when we were twenty. Anything involving sex, at least. We've always had what I thought was good sex. We enjoy each other's bodies. I love her body, her breasts, her butt, her legs, her pretty face, her delicious, juicy pussy. I think maybe she married me because I loved licking her pussy, sucking her clit, and apparently other guys had not. So how do I answer this? "Yeah," I replied, 'We've probably slowed down some. We should probably do it more often." And that's true. At first we were at it all the time and lately it's probably every four or five days. I've also thought maybe I've been too preoccupied and should show her how sexy I still think she is. Because she is still sexy. "Well, that, too," she says "But I mean add something, do something different and exciting. More of a turn on. We always do the same thing. It's great, I don't mean to complain. You've always been a great lover. But we're in a rut." What the hell does she mean? I eat her, she sucks me, we fuck. I guess we could fool around a little more but that's basically it, isn't it? "What do you mean, add something?" "Maybe, just to see what it would be like, maybe add someone." "June, I don't think I could watch another man fuck you. Maybe I'm old fashioned but we're married, all that forsake all others and such. And we've been married a long time. I love you, I'm committed to you." "And I love you. I'm committed to you, too. I'm just talking about sex not love. And I didn't mean add another man. How about another woman?" Another woman. "Oh," is all I can manage to say. Wow. This is from left field or something. I wouldn't be able to watch her fuck another man but she would be willing to watch me fuck another woman. Finally, I manage, "June, I can barely satisfy you, I don't know if I could handle another woman., stay erect long enough to do you both." "With three of us, we would interact with each other. We would satisfy each other. It wouldn't all be up to you." This time I didn't even manage an 'oh'. She and another woman would do each other. That never entered my mind before. I think my mind freezes. I can't process this. At least not right off. "I've never thought of that before," I say out loud. Dumb but what else? Then I had a thought. "Do you have someone in mind?" "I haven't exactly asked her but maybe Myrna Braddock, I think she might. I know she likes you a lot." That's another one from left field. Myrna Braddock. Some women are sexier looking than others. I don't know why, it's more than just the way they're built It's something about their attitude or something. I thought June was sexy when I met her and I was right, she is. But the first time I ever saw Myrna Braddock, about five years ago, I immediately thought of sex. She just seemed to ooze it some how. I mean, she has a great body, even at our ages. But there's more, I thought she actually wanted me. Just something in her look and the way she talked to me. Her husband, Jack, was alive then and June and I were doing great together so I just let it all fly though my mind and go away. But there's something more about Myrna. What the heck is it? June already knew her. How? They went to school together, was that it? I looked at June. She's looking at me expectantly. She wants me to agree. Do I want to be naked in bed with Myrna and June? Do I want to find out just exactly how sexy Myrna really is? Do things with her body. And watch those two do things with each other? Have they already done that? Has June been having sex with Myrna all along? "Have you already had sex with Myrna?" "Oh," she answers. I can see her mind working. "Yes," she finally says. "Years ago, before I ever met you. In high school. Not recently. But I've thought about it. remembering how it was then. And I'm pretty sure she has, too. I think we've been afraid to bring the subject up. When Jack was alive I guess I just figured they were like us, active sexually with each other and satisfied with everything. But recently, I think she's remembered about us years ago, too. I can see it in her eyes." "Did you like it back then? I mean being with her. Did you do everything with each other?" "Maybe I shouldn't have brought this up. Look, we were both popular girls, lots of dates. We double dated a couple times. Before a date I'd go to her place or she'd be at mine and we'd dress. We'd also talk about the boys and how far we'd let them go and about how frustrating it was to remain being good girls. We'd also talk about each other's bodies and how to show off our breasts and stuff. So we touched each other and we both liked it. Then we talked about what sex would be like with a boy. Then we watched each other masturbate, then we masturbated each other. Then we both admitted we wanted to so we sixty-nined and ate each other. Then we did that a lot. We also were sort of ashamed of it, both saying we weren't lesbians but really wanted boys and this was just until we did the real thing. But we kept doing it and remained virgins to boys until we went to different colleges. Then we never saw each other again until a few years ago. And no, I've never been with any other female since then. Does that answer your question? Is that what you needed to know?" "I'm not sure I needed to know all that but I'm glad you're being honest. Well, for me to be honest, I have to admit that I think Myrna is very sexy. I know I'd love to get at her naked body. But I'm married to you and I love your naked body and I don't want to risk screwing up everything we have just so I can get at her. I could live very well if I never touched her. But if it happens, yeah, I'd probably love it." She just looked at me with a screwy, shit eating grin. "Well, we've talked too long, it's late. We both need to get to work. But I'm pretty sure it's going to happen." JUNE: Ever since Myrna moved here, I've been thinking about when we were in high school. I've been afraid to do anything about it. George and I have a great sex life and we have so many years together now that there's no way I could cheat on him or do something behind his back. But the way Myrna's been looking at me, I know she remembers, too. And I'm sure she'd love to renew our sex. Maybe, like me with George, she had such good sex with Jack that she didn't need any more but since his death I can tell she's been thinking about it. When I went off to college, I know I purposely became more active with boys just to prove to myself that I wasn't a lesbian. Probably a little too active. But it meant that when I finally met George I had enough experience to know that sex with him was the best ever. He truly loves oral. A couple other guys would lick me a little if I made it plain I wanted them to but George wanted to. Loved to. Really liked eating me. Still does. I knew if I married him, no matter what else might happen, I'd always have good sex. And I have. So why screw it up now? My memories of being with Myrna are just too good. I have to give it another try. Now, with George agreeing, it seems like the perfect time to make a move and see what will happen. At work I call Myrna and arrange to meet her for lunch. After we're seated, have made some small talk and placed our orders, I say to her, "Myrna, remember when we were in high school?" She grinned. "I sure do. Those were unforgettable times." "Did you ever try that again, I mean with another woman?" "Yeah, once, but it wasn't that good. Jack and I had good sex for years. I hated cheating on him but there was a sexy woman at the country club that made a move on me and I went along with it. It was fun, sort of. I mean orgasms are all good, aren't they? But it wasn't like us. She had toys, dildos, vibrators. But it wasn't as good as sex with Jack and I felt guilty all through it so it didn't last long at all. Why, did you?" "No. Lots of guys but no women. I think I was over compensating or something. Then I found the best lover ever and married him and we've had a lot of good years together. But once you moved back, I can't stop thinking about us back then. I don't know how often I've been about ready to see if you were still interested but didn't have the nerve to do it. I guess I couldn't bring myself to cheat on George, to hide anything from him." Myrna smiled, a really dirty smile. "Well, if you had, I would have agreed. Like you, I'm reminded of us being together every time I see you. That was sort of magic time back then, at least in my mind." "Mine, too. Sex, yes, but sort of pure or innocent in some ways. I've never felt quite the same with anyone since. Now, I'm glad to hear you say you're interested, too. Because I've done something. I know I can't lie to George, at least not about anything serious, so I suggested that our sex was stale, we needed to spice it up. Add someone else. Add you, Myrna. He's even agreed to try it. What do you think?" She just looks at me for a moment. "You and George?" she asks. I nod yes. "All in bed together, naked." She just looks at me for a moment. Then she smiles. "I'm sure I would like that. But how do we do this? I mean, it isn't just you and me, we can't ignore him. In fact, I like him. I wouldn't want to ignore him. I haven't had a good erect cock in a couple years now, since Jack died. So how would we do it?" "I don't know. We'd just do whatever we feel like. I'm sure we'd figure out a lot of things to do with each other." "I'm not sure we should just wing it like that. Maybe it wouldn't go well. We need to plan at least a little. I think you and I could easily figure out what to do with each other." She grins. "We did it often enough. Remember? We even joked about the fact that the year was 69. So I think we need to make sure George feels part of it. We need to make sure George is very, very happy with the experience. Then it can go on and on and we can get together however we want. I mean, if I spend the first time sucking him and fucking him, don't feel hurt, we'll get together with each other eventually." "Look. I love George. He loves me. We're committed to each other. I'm not doing this to lose him. To you or anyone. So don't try and steal him. I'm just doing this to add something, not take away anything." "Oh!. I don't want to steal him. Hell no. I don't want another man permanently in my life. I was very happy with Jack but I'm also very happy without him. I'm comfortable financially. I have children and grandchildren. I don't want to complicate things. But I agree that adding something could be terrific." "O.k. then why not come over for dinner Friday evening and we'll all end up in bed with each other." "I'll be wet down there from now til then just thinking about it. In fact, why dinner? Why don't I just come straight from work to your place, we can start early." "George won't get home as soon as us, he's always a little late on Friday." "All the better. We can start without him, catch up on everything we've missed for years. Then we'll be hot and ready when he gets there. Hey, can you get off early? I can see, maybe I can." GEORGE: As we prepared dinner, June told me, "I had lunch with Myrna today and we talked about what you and I talked about and I invited her to come her to dinner Friday. Tomorrow. She suggested that instead of dinner, she'd just as soon come here right after work. I told her that you probably wouldn't be able to come home that soon and she said that was o.k., it would let us two get re-acquainted better. I don't know whether you agree with that. I can always call her and change things." "I was thinking that since you and I have been together so long and get along well and she might feel like sort of an interloper that we needed to go out of our way to make her feel comfortable. So maybe it's just as well that you two get things going between you and then I join in a little later. So unless you're uncomfortable with it, why not just leave it like that." She hugged me and kissed me. "I love you George. I was afraid to even bring this up because you might feel jealous or angry about my being with someone else sexually but instead you're thinking of me and trying to do what will make me happy. Well, after dinner I intend to make you happy. Maybe wear you out. Maybe it's not a good idea, I don't want you too tired to perform tomorrow." "Don't worry about tomorrow. A day is plenty of time for me to recover. Sometimes I think too much time away from sex makes for less stamina, having lots of sex builds up my abilities instead of hurting them." Anyway, after dinner we headed to the bedroom and undressed . June almost attacked me. I ended up on my back on the bed, her kneeling next to me trying to swallow my very erect cock and using one hand to manipulate my balls and the other to almost jerk me off just ahead of her lips. She had to move that hand almost out of the way as she did her best to deep throat me. She came closer to getting me all into her mouth than she ever had before. She slurped and licked and sucked. She lifted her mouth free for a moment as she moved around a little to get at me from a slightly different angle. "I want to make sure I do this better than Myrna ever will. I'm sure she'll try and outdo me if she can," and then she fills her mouth again. Everything about sex is good so I can't really rate a great blow job ahead of a great fuck but at the time it's happening, it's one of life's top moments. Just as I've always liked tasting her pussy and getting her to orgasm, she's always seemed to like my cock in her mouth. I don't know for sure what two women do with each other but I can't imagine June every wanting another pussy more than my cock. I finally came. June just kept sucking, drawing every last drop out of me. Some of my cum leaks out around where her mouth is holding my cock along with her saliva as she swallows and makes slurping noises. "I just love your cock, George," she finally says as she looks up at me, still holding the base with one hand. She then leans down and licks around, takes me back into her mouth and licks and sucks me clean and then sits back, looking at my deflating cock with a satisfied smile on her face. I pull her up to me and kiss her, wrapping my arms around her. I roll us so she's on her back and I start kissing around her face, her neck, as I move my hands to her breasts. She has great breasts, not huge but perfectly shaped. A size that seems to last. Even after all these years, they're not sagging but just as desirable as the first time I saw them. I move down to them, fondling both and kissing one, then sucking on the nipple, then moving to the other. She moans in contentment. I've probably done this over a thousand times by now and she still loves it and so do I. But it's all preliminary to getting further down. I don't want to hurry it, I kiss all around, over her stomach, her belly button. Interesting, her belly button is lower on her than mine is on me. Mine is closer to my waist, hers closer to her pussy. Which makes it easier to slide on down between her legs. She moves her hips, raising her legs, to make room for me. Because I've eaten her pussy a thousand times, too, and she seems to enjoy it more as time goes by. Actually, I think maybe I do too. The more I lick her the juicier she gets. Her lips seem to open more, her insides swell a little, pushing her clit out more. So the shapes my tongue feels change as she gets more and more aroused. I know not to hit the clit right away but when we finally get to it, to work hard on it, give it all the attention. So after licking up and down, I don't need to use my fingers to hold her open any more and I slide two of them into her vagina and start moving them in and out as I get my mouth to her clit. I get my other hand around to hold her butt and lift her, or try to, to hold her pussy tight to my mouth as I work on her. It never takes long. As I suck on her clit, push it around a little with my tongue and keep on finger fucking her, she finally screams and fluid comes gushing out. I pull my fingers out and try and get my mouth over her whole pussy to suck as much of it in as possible. I get some of her fluids in me and taste them with lots of them also all over my face. In the past, I've sometimes kept sucking on her, eventually moving back to licking her clit and getting her to another orgasm, or perhaps just keeping the first one going. But this time, I want to satisfy myself so I slide up over her and get my now erect again cock aimed at her and start pushing in. Maybe someone has a good explanation of how a good fuck feels. All I can do is feel how terrific it is to have my erection getting forced into her warm, tight insides as she makes it plain that she wants it in her. "Fuck me, fuck me," she says over and over amidst various moans and little screams. It makes me realize that as great as it feels for me, she's feeling it just as much or perhaps even more. While I get to orgasm again eventually, I don't think I ever have the mind blowing experience she seems to have. This night she orgasms well before me. That means I sense her insides grasping me and seeming to try and milk me, while she gushes fluid. I stop pumping for a moment and just push in as hard as possible and hold it. Then I pull out, roll her over, get her on her knees and I push back in her again and repeat everything. After we both orgasm and sort of collapse, we hold each other and kiss and press against one another and fall asleep JUNE: I leave work as soon as I can. When I get to my house, Myrna is already parked in front, in the street. I pull up next to her, press the button to lower the far window and call out. "Why not follow me and park in the driveway rather than the street. Just leave room for George to get in." She does that, then gets out of her car and comes into the garage where I am. I press the button to close the garage door as I unlock the door into the kitchen. We both come in and I hurry over to turn off the alarm. We then look at each other. "In high school," I say, "I could pretend that each time it was sort of spontaneous, that we didn't intend to, it just happened. But I guess I can't do that now." Myrna says back to me, "After the first time, it was never spontaneous and I think we both knew it. If we didn't, we wouldn't have been in such a big hurry to get naked. So all we have to do is do the same. Let's just get upstairs and get naked." So that's what we do. "You have a terrific body,"Myrna tells me. "Well, a little thicker in the middle than back then," I say. "Both of us," she says, "No one could stay as skinny as we were back then." "Well, you've come close. George has commented on how sexy you are." Myrna suggests maybe the way to start is to take a shower together. We've both been working all day. The shower stall in the master bath is too small for two people so we go into the other bathroom to use the shower that's over a tub, with a sliding glass partition to keep the water off the bathroom floor. Enough room for us to maneuver. She really does have a great body for her age. I put a hand on each of her breasts. "Your breasts are bigger than they were in high school." I move my hands so my fingers splay out around her nipples and I purposely squeeze both a little. "That feels great," she says, reaching to take hold of my breasts, too. "Yours may even be better, they don't sag as much as mine." And we're standing there almost against one another, feeling each other's breasts. Marital Changes "Were we this awkward back in high school?" I ask, and then move my hands to go around her and pull her close and move my face so we can kiss. She presses against me and we kiss. Her hands slide down to feel my butt and I do the same to her. We finally break apart slightly and I say, "Might as well turn on the water and actually wash each other." Which I do, adjusting it to what seems like the right temperature. I then step into the tub and back a little and Myrna comes in also. I slide the partition closed. "We were probably more awkward," Myrna says. "Neither of us knew what we were doing." With that, she takes the bar of soap and wets it and starts rubbing her hands on my breasts, then, using the soap, moving down and rubbing my abdomen. "Turn around," she says. I do. She washes my shoulders, my back, down onto my butt. "You're so firm," she says, "at your age you should have cellulite" She's kneels down and is washing my thighs, then down my legs. "Turn around", she says and I do. She washes my feet and starts up my legs. As she gets up to my thighs again, she says, "Spread them." I spread my legs as much as I can and she starts washing my pussy. She pushes her hand between my legs and runs a finger up and down my labia. I lift a leg, putting my hand on her head to balance. She gets her finger up into me and moves it a little. Then she pulls it out and sits back. I lower my leg and she stands. "No use being in too much of a hurry but I was tempted," she says and hands me the bar of soap.I'm a little sorry she stopped, it all felt terrific. This is going to go very well, I'm sure. I move under the spray of water and rinse off and maneuver her around so I can start on her. I do pretty much the same as she did to me, starting on her front, turning her around and getting her back and butt and on down to her legs. I tell her what a great body she has because she does. She must work out because she's got more muscles than I do. Then she turns and I do her legs up to her pussy. She has her leg lifted as I did and I get my hand up to her pussy. Like me, she trims her pubic hair, doesn't shave. I get a finger into her. We used to masturbate each other, so I move my finger to hit her clit and rub it a little. I can't help myself, I then lean in and get my tongue to her and flick it against her clit. I'm actually licking some one elses pussy a nd love it. What's wrong with me? She moans and I stop and pull back. She rinses off as I had done and we both climb out and start drying each other with towels. "When we first started, we watched each other masturbate, then did it to each other. Want to start with that?" I ask. In reply she puts her arms around me and pulls me close and we kiss again, pressing our bodies against one another. "Sure," she finally answers as we break the kiss and pull away from each other. Holding hands we walk back into the bedroom. I grab the spread and top sheet and pull it back, down to the bottom of the bed. Myrna gets on the other side and helps. We have a firm California king, plenty big enough for us. We climb onto the bed, both naked, and move close. I lay on my side, almost on my back, with legs spread, She does the same next to me, our legs overlapping. I reach down between her legs to her pussy. As I push a finger into her she does the same to me. We lay there, staring at one another, as I do everything to her that I've always enjoyed doing to myself. Sliding my finger around inside her, touching her clit slightly then slowly moving to keeping the action completely on her clit. She does the same to me. It's odd how someone else doing you is sexier somehow than you doing yourself. It's been that way with George and it sure is right now. I'm moving toward serious arousal, moving my hips a little. Myrna, still staring at me, says, "Fuck it, I can't help it," and moves, sitting up and pulling her legs back, which causes me to pull my fingers out of her, and then she's laying partly atop me to get her mouth to my pussy. I lay back, spread my legs as wide as possible for her, get my hands to her body. "Slide on top of me so I can get at you," I tell her. She does. We're in the old 69 position we used to use in high school. Makes me realize that she was always on top, like this. Now I begin to think maybe she always started everything. Oh well, it's feeling so great, I don't want to think, just enjoy the sensations. She's slurping away at my pussy and I have my mouth to her and my tongue in her. I can feel her fingers pushing into me so I do the same to her. We finger fuck each other as we suck and lick our clits. And it isn't gentle. She's almost attacking me and I'm doing the same to her. It doesn't take long and she's cumming. I'm getting fluid all over me and then I can feel I'm cumming. We're both moaning and almost screaming and yet still licking and sucking each other. Then she rolls off me and lays on her back. And I lay back. Worn out temporarily. I hear her saying, "That was terrific. Probably better than high school." "Yeah, I think so," I say out loud as we both lay there, next to one another but head to toe. We lay there for a minute or two and then she moves, almost laying atop me, three quarters on me, and kisses me. She gets both of her hands to my breasts and slides down a little to start working her mouth on them. She fondles them, sucks on one nipple and then the other, then kisses my stomach and licks my belly button. As she slides down further, I spread my legs and bring my knees up to give her room, and she starts licking my pussy. I look up when I hear a slight noise and George is in the doorway, looking at us. GEORGE: I came home from work as early as possible, saw what had to be Myrna's car in our driveway. I hurried up to the bedroom, purposely not calling out, perhaps interrupting whatever might be happening. I was about to be involved in an orgy, or as close to an orgy as I'll ever get. As I enter the bedroom, my first glimpse is an ass. A nice, firm, round, female ass with pussy lips showing below.Dark pink sort of wrinkly pussy lips. Beyond I see June with a look on her face that could be interpreted as pain but I know it's the opposite. Obviously, Myrna's got her face down there between June's raised and spread legs and June's enjoying what's happening a lot. I quickly kick off my shoes, bend down and remove my socks, unbutton my shirt and lay it on the chair, pull off my under shirt and toss it there too. I undo my belt, my fly and get my pants off. I hold them about midpoint and fold them, protecting what crease is left in them after wearing them all day. I then get out of my briefs and naked, head to the bed. I don't know whether either of them know I'm there. June could have seen me, she's facing my way, but she never makes an indication that she did. She's loving Myrna's slurping in her pussy too much to do anything to change anything. Myrna must be too engrossed in eating June to pay attention as the bed has to shift a little as I climb on, position myself behind that lovely ass and get my cock aimed at her pussy. I rub my cock on it, moving tighter to her on my knees, pushing her legs a little further apart.. She has to realize then that I'm there but her only acknowledgment is to spread her legs even more, making my entry into her easier. I start to push into her. She's tight, surprisingly tight. She must not have had a cock in her since Jack died. With his bad heart, perhaps since even well before he died. Whatever, I pull out a little, shove in more, then again and then again before I'm fully into her and my abdomen is pressed against her ass. I lean over her a little and put a hand around and move to finger her clit, right above where my cock enters her. I start pumping back and forth while I finger her. From this position, I can see the back of her head right above June's pussy. I still hear her slurps as she works her tongue inside June. I can also see June pulling on her own nipples as she moans lightly. I start moving a little faster, pumping in and out of Myrna, fingering her clit ever harder. I've often felt that women get a much larger arousal out of sex than men. I mean, I love to cum, it feels great. And I enjoy our naked bodies doing anything with each other, interacting. But I don't think I get the height of pleasure out of it that June does. So I can imagine Myrna's feelings. She's eating June, licking her pussy, sucking her clit, fingering her. She's getting something she likes out of that or she wouldn't be doing it. They've also been here awhile so this isn't the first that's happened. Has June already eaten Myrna? I don't know. But now, Myrna has the added sensation of my cock moving in her, my fingers on her clit. But she keeps on eating June. Although she's starting to push her hips back in time with my movements, meaning she wants what's happening to her. Must be an interesting combination of emotions. Then June's screaming, cumming. Myrna's pushing back even more. We're really slapping together. I straighten up and get both hands on her butt and start pounding into her as fast and as hard as I can. I'm surprised at myself. I almost feel like I'm a spectator watching this. I think I can fuck forever before I cum. I just pound and pound into her and then she stiffens and screams and I can feel fluid moving around my cock and her insides sort of pulsing on me as I move in her. Myrna drops down, flat on the bed, leaving me kneeling with my erection sticking out. She lands at least partly on June but almost like a gymnast or something, she flops over and around and is facing the opposite direction, grabbing my cock and getting her face right up to it and then swallowing me. No kissing or licking or feeling around, just gulping my cock into her mouth. Her tongue works on me inside her mouth, she starts moving her head back and forth, sucking and licking me. She stops for just a moment, long enough to say, "I've been dreaming of having a cock again." Then I'm in her again. I'm surprised that I haven't cum. She's good at this, she obviously wants to be sucking my cock. But I feel sort of disembodied or something, separate from what's happening. Then I realize that June is behind her, her face trying to get at Myrna's pussy as Myrna kneels and sucks me. I put my hand on Myrna's head to hold her to me as I slowly drop down to lay on my back. My intent is to make her bend over more so June can get at her pussy better. But instead, Myrna sidles around, her mouth never leaving my cock, and straddles me and sits her pussy on my face. Maybe she thought it was my hand trying to get at her pussy. Anyway, here she is so I put my hands on her hips and get my tongue into her. I lick up and down and get my tongue to her clit. That causes her to shriek and sit up. I'll never know if they made signs to one another or what but June also straddles me so that I'm eating Myrna's pussy while June rides my cock with her pussy. They're facing each other above my body. I know they're moving so I guess they're kissing or playing with each other's tits or something. I keep on eating Myrna as well as I can while she keeps moving her bottom around. June is almost bouncing on my cock. I can't reach around Myrna to get at June's clit to help move her to another orgasm but I think maybe Myrna is doing it for me because June is starting to moan and make all the signs of moving toward orgasm. Then June is cumming. I can feel her insides spasming on my cock and her fluids leaking onto me. I can tell I'm about to cum and, as well as I can with Myrna sitting on my face, I say, "I'm going to cum." Again, I don't know what they said to one another or motioned to one another but June is off me, Myrna is off me, some at least, and her mouth is sucking on my cock. I get a couple fingers up into her and start finger fucking her as I flick her clit with my tongue. Then I cum. I'm shooting off, more than my normal load, and she's apparently swallowing it all because I can feel her licking and sucking on me. Then she's cumming, sitting up, still grabbing my cock with one hand, and I get a face full of juice as I pull my fingers out of her and try and suck her whole pussy. I just lay there and both of them are also laying flat on the bed. We're all at angles to one another. I sit up and realize June's pussy and mid section are next to me, so I lean over and kiss her pubic area. I don't lick her pussy, it's down between her legs too far. I kiss up her stomach, suck on a nipple, then get my face to hers and kiss her. As I kiss her, she puts an arm up around my shoulders. I feel a touch on my back and Myrna has moved next to June. So I move my head over to kiss her, one hand resting on one of June's breasts, the other on one of Myrna's. After kissing, I move down just a little to suck on Myrna's breast, then over to suck on June's, then back to Myrna's other, then back to June's other. I lift my head up and grin at both of them. "I guess this has worked out all right," I say out loud. They both smile and then turn slightly under me to kiss each other. JUNE: Sex with Myrna is every bit as good as it ever was in high school. I love having sex with George but somehow this is different. As good as he is at eating me, Myrna is actually better. Girls must know about girls better than guys do. It's also sexy to be involved with a woman, with breasts, softer than George. And it obviously turns Myrna on every bit as much as it has me because once we both cum and just fall back in bliss, she quickly moves around to start on me again. George has often eaten me to more than one orgasm so I welcome Myrna's action. Then I see George in the doorway. He gets undressed quickly, watching us the whole time. Myrna's ass is up in the air as she's nose down to the bed, licking me. No matter how much I cooperate, raising my legs to give her room, her ass is still up in the air aimed at George. I can feel him getting on the bed. Myrna must also but just keeps tasting me, licking and sucking and fingering me. It's so terrific I can hardly stand it. She pauses for a moment as George is behind her, pumping his cock into her, I think, but then she's back to working in me. I can see her whole body reacting to George fucking her, she's almost rocking on her knees, shoving her butt back at him. I've never felt like this before in my life and I have about the best orgasm ever. I know I'm screaming, it's just so much. I guess it turns Myrna on, too. Or maybe it's George's cock that turns her on, because very quickly, she's screaming, too. She falls away from George and I see his cock, all red and big and shiny with her juices, but then she does some kind of flip, sort of like you do at the end of a lap in the pool, to head back. She's on her knees and George's cock has disappeared into her mouth. Now her pussy is aimed at me. Redder, glistening, I try to get my mouth to it, my fingers to it. But she falls away from me as George drops back onto his back and all of a sudden she's in a 69 with George. She's savoring his cock. I'm a little jealous, I admit. And he's got his face up into her pussy, which makes me even more jealous. I hadn't really thought about this part of bringing Myrna in. I was only thinking about her and me. But then she moves and uses her hand to motion me to climb on George. So I sit on his lovely cock and get it in me. A much different feeling that having Myrna's tongue and fingers in me. A very good feeling. She plays with my breasts, my nipples, and I do the same with hers, squeezing her nipples. They're bigger than mine. Then she leans to me and we're kissing and swapping our tongues as I ride up and down on George, feeling his cock move inside me. It's all like an overload. I have still another orgasm, oddly not as big as earlier but very, very good. I start to move off George and he say's he ready to cum. As I lift off him, Myrna leans down and gets him back in her mouth again. And then I can see her hips jumping and hear her almost yelling except her mouth is full of George. She must be having another orgasm, too. And then I see semen leaking out around her lips and know that George has given her a load to swallow. And then we're all just laying there, worn out sexually. Satisfied. At least I am. I'm very happy with all of this. George leans over and kisses me and feels my breast and then I can see he's kissing Myrna and feeling her breast, one hand on each of us. So I guess he's liked the experience, too and I'm happy about that, too. I wonder what's next. George has cum more than once with me, often. Twice is very normal and he manages a third time every once in a while. Wears me out, actually. So I know he can handle more. As I lay there, I realize that I can, too. I wonder about Myrna, is she up for all of this? She sits up and says, "How about some supper, something to refuel us so we can do some more of this." And that answers my question. She's turned on, too. Getting some dinner ready is funny. Also sexy. We're all naked under robes. We probably don't need the robes but aren't used to walking around naked. Besides, cooking could splash something hot on us. We're finally sitting, eating. Very simple, grilled cheese sandwiches and soup. Easy to prepare and easy to eat. The conversation is a little unreal, not the usual dinner stuff. "I haven't had any real sex in years," Myrna tells us. "The last year of Jack's life, he couldn't get it up. We would do a little, he was very nice about trying to satisfy me, but it wasn't the same. And now this. Wow. This has been the sexiest time of my life, I think. I knew I would like being with you again, June. But, George, you have a really great cock and you're almost as good with my pussy as June. I'm up for as much of this as we can manage." George took a last spoon of soup, pushed the bowl away slightly and stood up, pushing his chair back. He walked around to where Myrna was sitting and pulled her chair back a little and turned it. He then knelt down in front of her, used his hands to push her knees apart. "Slide forward a little, I need some dessert anyway," he says, "And we'll see how good I can be with this lovely pussy of yours." So there we are, in our kitchen. Myrna's robe is apart, all of her lower body showing, and George has his face into her, his tongue obviously inside her. I watch just a moment and realize that George has an erection. "Myrna," I say, "get up and sit on the table so George can get at you better." He backs off a little and she does as I suggested. George can now get at her again without crouching down so much. And I can get under the table and get my mouth to his erection. I don't want to make him cum, we both want more use out of his thing, but I do want to be involved and besides I really love sucking his cock. I hope a neighbor or delivery man or somebody doesn't walk up to our house because if they looked in the window they could see us working away at each other. "Maybe we should get back upstairs," I say, holding his cock but moving my mouth free for a moment, "this isn't as good a place to do all we might want to do." All right," Myrna says, "if George agrees and he continues what he's doing when we get up there." George gets his face out of her pussy long enough to add, "O.k. but June has to continue doing to me what she'd been doing under the table." GEORGE: As we all head back upstairs, I 'm thinking how this really is the orgy that I thought it might be. I mean, our initial horniness has all been assuaged. For all of us, I'm sure. Now, it just a matter of raw old sex for sex's sake. No romance, no loving, just fucking and sucking. I can probably manage two more orgasms, can cum twice more before I'm wiped out. And I'll probably last longer between cums than I did the first time. So we ought to be able to keep working on each other for a couple hours yet. I'm sure I'll be able to keep at it. I've loved this. I wonder if the girls will get wiped out sooner. I'm not sure women are basically as horny as guys. Whatever, I'm glad I've been going to the gym because both June and Myrna have great bodies and fortunately, I'm o.k. that way, too. Marital Changes On the bed, we managed to get our naked bodies in almost a triangle. The angles were a little off of optimum but I have my face into Myrna's crotch and June has my cock in her mouth and Myrna has her face in June's pussy. The slurping and moaning is noticeable. It's interesting, licking Myrna is the same but different than licking June. I mean, I've spent over 30 years savoring June's pussy and enjoying it. I enjoy Myrna's, too. It's similar but a little different some how. I guess like every other human feature, all pussy's are slightly different. And, while she claimed June ate her better than me, I must be doing something right because even at this odd angle I can feel her hips starting to jerk and her insides get juicier. She's about ready to orgasm. And then she does. She must have stopped eating June because she's moaning and almost screaming as I suck up her juices. "George, climb up over me and fuck me," she says. "Sorry, June, I don't want to take him from you but I need a good, man on top, straight fuck right now." And that's what I give her. Starting slowly but quickly speeding up until I'm pounding into her as hard and fast as I can. Our bodies slap together. She lifts her hips and fucks back at me, her arms on the bed, trying to give leverage to her hip shoves. It doesn't really take long and she's going at it again. Her legs and arms wrap up around me, she looks as if she's in agony and giving unintelligible yells. And then she relaxes and looks at me and smiles. "O.k., I'm done," she says as she slightly pushes on me to get off. She turns to look at June, laying next to us, "He's still hard, June, and he's all yours now. This has been terrific and I hope we do it regularly but I'm not up for marathons, I'm going to go home, take a hot bath and sleep contentedly all night." With that she sits up, turns, stands and moves to her clothes. June had grabbed my cock, maybe to suck it, maybe to aim it into her vagina, but now just holds it. "Myrna, you're leaving?" she asks. "June, this really has been perfect. George has a great cock and you're as sexy as ever but I think I've had all I can manage to handle right now." She's pulling her blouse over her naked body, then steps into her skirt. "I'll just carry these under clothes and go home. But I don't want to interrupt anything you and George might still want to do. He seems to be up for more." June gets off the bed and follows Myrna to the front door. She turns and beckons me to come, too. Downstairs, at the door, June , naked, hugs Myrna and turns to get me involved. As I hug Myrna and kiss her, June grabs hold of my cock. As she's saying goodbye to Myrna, closing the door after her, she's sliding her hand back and forth on my still erect cock. She then turns to me and gives a big grin and says, "Well, she may have had all she can handle but I'm still turned on and ready." With that she puts her arms around my neck, pulls herself up a little as she raises one leg to try and get her pussy onto my cock. I reach down and help aim it into her, grabbing her ass with one hand and helping boost her up a little. I back her against the wall and as my cock moves into her she gets her other leg up and around my hip. We stand there in the entry way, me holding her against the wall and using my legs to shove my cock up into her, then back off a little and pound it in again. And again and again. She has her arms around my neck and grunts, exhaling with every thrust of mine. "Oh, fuck, oh fuck," she yells out on her exhales, "We've never done it here before!" I surprise myself since I thought I would last and last. But sex is as much mental as physical and the whole thing about fucking in the entry way and June's climbing on me in lust is very hot. So after a few minutes, when her exhales turn to little screams and I can feel her insides starting to grab at me inside her, I cum, too. Then we stand there for some moments, wrapped tightly together. She moves her head some and I do too and we kiss, my cock still in her, our combined juices leaking out of her and down onto my thighs. We finally pull apart and hands around each other's waists, head back to the stairs and up to our bedroom. As we walk in, it smells of sex. Lots of sex. We look at each other and grin and kiss again. A good, sexy kiss, she pressing against me. She starts to remove the sheets so I help. She gets clean ones and between us we get them on the bed. She gets a can of air freshener and sprays around some. Without even discussing it, holding hands, we head to the bathroom and turn on the shower over the tub. We both climb in, slide the glass shut and start washing each other. But we don't just wash, we kiss and fondle each other a lot. She licks my cock and I lick her pussy and I start getting hard again. So after we dry each other we head back to the bedroom and naked climb onto the bed again. We move directly into a sixty-nine position and she sucks me as I eat her. I'm gonna last awhile and she isn't. And doesn't. I get a faceful of her juices and she turns and straddles me again and sits on my cock, swallowing it up into her vagina. "I love you, George," she says as she starts moving back and forth, leaning over me with her breasts hanging free. "This has been a terrific evening and you handled it great. I'm sure Myrna is very happy and I sure am. I can't imagine getting too much and going home because you can fuck me all night if you want. I love it." Well, we don't. But almost. I lasted a long time. And the next morning we had to change the sheets again. How do bodies regenerate so much fuck juice? Old bodies at that.