0 comments/ 61510 views/ 2 favorites Meeting Holly By: tall758 I've always wondered why older guys gravitate toward younger women, whenever they have the chance. Until I met Holly, I didn't realize that I, and the women that I've been with for the past 25 years, have changed, a lot. When you're 18, and you're dating other 18 year olds, you never really realize that bodies change as they age. Heck, the woman that you date and eventually marry, then spend the next few decades with is aging at the same pace that you are. The changes are subtle, but they occur. Skin and muscles that were firm and hard at 18, become soft and pliable at 45. But that's reality to you, and you don't notice the changes because they occur so slowly. That is, until you have the chance to sample the wonders of an early 20's woman, and your life changes forever. Holly and I met through the Literotica board and our charged emails eventually led to a very taboo meeting in the flesh. I travel a lot, and spend between 1 and 3 weeks on the road every month. Trips are long and I don't tend to meet people that easily. My travel has caused a divorce and for the last several years, I've avoided another committed relationship because I didn't want to fall into the same patterns with a new partner that doomed the relationship with my ex. I tended to date in my own age group, because that's where I was comfortable, that is...when I've taken the time to date. I sometimes lurk on the message boards at Literotica and have met some really interesting people, in a virtual sense. Until recently, I've never had the guts to meet anyone, but that changed when someone else had the guts to reach out to me. One day, while pontificating on a message concerning "Older Men and Younger Women", I connected with Holly, who had recently graduated from a university in the Midwest. She wanted to explore relationships with older men to see if they were more patient and adept at relationships than younger guys. After several weeks of emails, Holly indicated that she wanted to meet me, which scared the heck out of me. Against my better judgment, I scheduled a week-long trip to her city and we made a date. We met at a bar called Rocky's, on the northwest side of her city. After calling my cell when she entered the bar, I directed her toward my table. Then, I watched and waited as flocks of butterflies circled my stomach.. Sure enough, a beautiful young woman walked up to my table. I almost couldn't speak as I stood, greeted her, and asked her to have a seat. The bar wasn't very dark, but there wasn't enough light to determine whether her eyes were brown or blue, but they were dark. They matched her hair, which was dark, of medium length, and fell straight to her shoulders. Then I noticed her neck and shoulders. She was wearing a blue v-neck sweater that accented her collarbones, which were lovely. Thin and pretty, she reminded me of my own daughter, who was only a year younger. I'm sure I blushed at the thought that this beautiful young woman was young enough to be my daughter, and that we were meeting on neutral ground trying to decide whether to fuck, or not. "Holly, your picture doesn't do you justice." This was a feeble attempt to create conversation with this beauty, whom I never would have had the guts to approach, had I seen her alone in this bar. "Thank you", she replied; "you are exactly as I pictured you to be." A few drinks later, we were busy learning all about our life history. I had lived in her town, moving away when she was 7, and there were many aspects of the place that we could discuss. When it came to me, I hesitated talking about my daughter, who is the light of my life, because I thought that Holly would find me to be some kind of a pervert, looking for younger women, just like my daughter. But, we somehow got past that point and decided. As our conversation died, we decided to head toward my hotel and take a summer evening walk along the river for further inspiration. I didn't want to pressure this woman, but I did grab her hand as we strolled along the river. As the sun set over the trees, we stopped and held each other. The setting sun set her beautiful brown eyes on fire and we kissed for the first time. "I want to be with you, tonight" she whispered as the butterflies came awake for a few more laps of my stomach. "I would like that, a lot." I replied. We began to stroll toward the hotel, which was several blocks up the river. Along the way, my arm found it's way around her and I held her close. I couldn't believe how hard and soft she was at the same time. At the time, I couldn't remember women being built like this when I was younger, but is was just my memory failing, again. We entered my room, #1108, and she disappeared into the restroom. The room was actually a suite and had a living area separate from the bedroom, which took some of the pressure off of the situation. I stood near the picture window, which faced west and caught the remaining light from the setting sun. Holly reentered the room and took a very confident walk toward me. God was she beautiful! Very thin and tall, I figured she stood about 5'11" in her heels. Her eyes sparkled in the twilight as we embraced. Just when I didn't know what to do, I remembered that she wanted an older guy to take control of her, so before she made her way to the window, I said "Stop where you are." She stopped and gave me a puzzled look. "Holly, do you trust me?" "Yes." "Do you know that I won't hurt you?" "Y-Yes." "Good. I want you to turn your back to me and take off your sweater." With this, she smiled and turned. She slowly reached down and pulled the sweater over her head and threw it on the chair in the corner of the room. "Now, unhook that bra. I came to see your body, not your underwear." She giggled and unsnapped the bra, depositing it on the same chair as the sweater. "Very good, now unbutton your jeans and pull the zipper half way down. Then turn around, I want to see you." The jeans were unsnapped, I heard a zipper pulling for a second, then stopping, then she turned toward me and looked directly into my eyes. "Do you like what you see?" She taunted. I did. She was very tan, except for her tits, which were white as snow against her brown skin. It reminded me of my college days, playing with a few girls after spring break. Her tits were proportional to her overall body size. She was thin, some ribs showing, narrow waist with wider hips, and a flat stomach. This was a goddess to a 46 year old guy. To cap it off, she exuded pure sexuality with her jeans unsnapped the way that they were. My cock, which had been hiding until now, began to tingle in appreciation. I walked over to Holly, knelt down and unzipped her jeans, then tugged them over her hips and down her legs. She backed up, kicked her shoes off, then stepped out of her jeans, leaving them in a heap on the floor. I stood and embraced her tightly. "You are a beautiful young woman, any guy would be honored to be with you." She rubbed my back and kissed me, scraping her nipples against my shirt. Although I was still fully clothed, I could feel her body heat, and my hands wandered down her back, slipping into the top of her baby blue panties. This girl looked good in blue, and she knew it! I turned her and we walked toward the bedroom and I softly pushed her down, face first, on the bed. Then, after pulling her arms above her head, I began to rub and massage her neck, back, and shoulders. She shuddered as I added my lips and tongue to the body rub as I tasted the skin on the back of her neck, then down her spine to the middle of her back. She felt hard, tasted sweet, and smelled of a soft cologne that I was sure I had smelled in a department store. For a young woman, she knew exactly how to trap a man with her texture and bouquet. I was trapped. When she was fully relaxed, I pushed her over on her back and straddled her narrow hips. Her eyes opened and focused on me as I dropped my lips to hers. Our tongues embraced and I started to travel the path to pleasure that I had learned over the years. After kissing her beautiful eyes, nose, and chin, my lips embraced her neck and my tongue explored the length of her sexy, fragile collarbones. Her furnace was on and her body heat was burning through my clothes. I decided to remove my shirt and lay with my chest on hers, feeling the tips of her nipples digging into mine. I kissed down to those nipples and took them into my mouth, one at a time, sucking and raking my teeth up and down, in much the same fashion that she would eventually suck my cock, which was rigid in my jeans by now. I am a breast man and I hope that the women that I've been with appreciate it. I make love to breasts whenever I get the chance and this was no exception. By the time I was finished with Holly's, her entire body was goose bumps and her hips were turning circles against my jeans. I slowly licked my way down her flat stomach, taking care to lightly brush her sides with my fingers, until I could feel her stomach muscles contract. Then, I was confronted by her blue panties. I stood up, hooked my thumbs into the waist band and pulled them down and off of one leg, letting them hang on her other ankle. I didn't care, they were out of my way! Wow! As long as I live, I will never underestimate the first viewing of a pussy. They're all different, and beautiful Holly had hers trimmed short and for the first time in years, I appreciated the tightness of the skin of a young woman's inner thighs and pubic bone. My hands stroked her mound and outer lips as my mouth kissed it's way slowly up her inner thighs toward the prize. And she was wet. The hair surrounding her lips was soaked and her musk drew me inward, I had to taste her. My first contact was with my tongue. She tasted like butter as I licked up her lips from her ass to her clit. I dipped my tongue between her lips and felt as if I was stepping into a hot tub. She was hot, she was wet, she was groaning and she was writhing her hips all over the king sized bed. I was in heaven. I took a finger and entered her hot hole and then concentrated on pleasing her clit. She started bucking against me as soon as my finger found the ridge along the inner side of her pubic bone and I rubbed up and down against it while I licked and sucked her little clit. In no time, her thighs closed tightly against my ears and she climaxed. Mission # 1 was accomplished and I still had my jeans on! I climbed up next to her and held her tightly as she came down from her high. She initiated the kiss, and she cleaned her juice from my lips seeming to like her flavor. After a few minutes of cuddling, I stood up and removed my jeans and underwear, standing naked in front of her with my now semi-hard cock pointing at her tits. "Sit on the end of the bed, I want you to suck my cock." Without a word, she sat up and put her hot hands on my hips. Then, without hands, she leaned in and kissed my cock and licked the deposit of pre-cum that had leaked out while pleasuring her. This seemed to put a charge into her and she moved one hand to my cock, one to my balls, and engulfed my cock into her warm, inviting mouth. I could tell that this was not the first cock that she had sucked, but like most young women, she proceeded at a fast, almost mechanical pace. I guess the young guys just want a quick release, but I'm not a young guy. I made a mental note to train her in the art of a slow, passionate, blowjob. As soon as I was rigid, which didn't take very long, I reluctantly pulled back and let her release my cock. Then, I pushed her on her back. "You are a bad girl, and I'm going to reward you." "Please fuck me, I'm bad," she replied. I laid above her and let my cock press against her cunt, which immediately opened and sucked me in. Oh...the young ones form themselves around the cock. She was tight, but not too tight, just tight enough that if I were in a hurry, I could have cum within about a minute. She was hot! Establishing a very slow pace, I looked into her eyes and kissed her. I let her know how good she felt, then slowly licked my way back down to her collarbones and nipples. This didn't take long and she quickly had a teeth clenching orgasm, her young pussy tugging and sucking at my cock. Now that she had cum, I pulled out and laid on my back. "Please ride me. I want to look up at you and enjoy your body." She straddled my hips and lined my cock with her hole, then sat back until I was deeply embedded in heaven. As I raised my hands to her tits, she looked into my eyes, smiled like a slut, and began to ride up and down my shaft. I continued to rub her body and reacted to her thrusts, but my mind had to click over to another channel. I did not want to cum. It was still her turn. After fucking me slowly for a few minutes, I could tell that Holly had turned her mind back toward her own pleasure. She changed her angle of attack to produce more clit friction and she began to fuck me hard. I responded by raising my hips and banging against her ass every time she thrust back down toward me. Then without warning, she pulled me into her as far as she could and held me tightly inside as she shook through another orgasm. Now she was mine! As she came down, I told her to get off and get up on her hands and knees, which she did, although not with the same enthusiasm that she had accomplished her other tasks. When she was settled, she began to wiggle her ass at me. "You've been very bad, tonight." "I thought that's what you wanted," she replied. "It's what I expected, but now you have to pay the price." I slapped her right ass cheek and watched as she pulled her ass muscles tight. Then, I followed with more slaps on her left side. I didn't hit her hard, just hard enough to sting a little bit and make the unmistakable sound of a spanking. After 10 or 12 smacks, her ass began to turn a shade of red and she lowered her hips to the bed. She was enjoying this more than I had anticipated. "We've made love, now do you want to be fucked?" "Yes". "Then tell me what you want." "I want you to fuck me." "What do you want me to fuck?" Smack, another blow landed on her right cheek. "I want you to fuck me." "What part of you?" Smack, on the left cheek. "Do you want me to fuck your ass?" "No." "Do you want me to fuck your mouth?" I sunk a finger into her hot little pussy from behind and felt her squirm around me. I knew what she wanted, but this was part of the game. "I want you to fuck my cunt, hard." "This cunt?" I now had two fingers inside and another rubbing against her clit. "Yes...t-t-t-that cunt! Come on, fuck me!" She was almost yelling, now. I grabbed two of the pillows from the bed and had her get on all fours, then placed the pillows under her stomach for comfort. "If you want to be fucked, then I'll fuck your cunt." With this, I entered her from behind and thrust as deeply as I could. She grunted and bumped her ass against me. Then, I started thrusting like a 18 year old, long and hard, listening to the obscene sound of my stomach beating against her ass, then pulling apart, sticky and sweaty, a sound that comes only from fucking. I banged her hard until we both broke sweat, profusely, and just about the time that I couldn't hold back anymore, I watched her back muscles tighten and her entire body became rigid with pleasure. I unloaded and dropped on top of her, our bodies sliding against one another from the sweat. After a couple of minutes, I rolled off, ran to the bathroom and warmed two wash cloths, then returned with dripping cloths and dry, fluffy towels to clean her beautiful body. We were both exhausted and got under the sheet. I spooned her from behind (go ahead and laugh, young guys), and she fell asleep in my arms. We awoke shortly after sunrise and held each other for a few minutes before starting the process, again. But, that's another story for another night. Good night, children. Meeting Holly This is another episode in the adventures of Don and Mar. You may wish to read "Here's Where the Fun Begins" before proceeding to get an idea of what has happened before this tale begins. "Don, I have to say that this is almost surreal. I just can't fathom a situation where a husband has this kind of conversation with a man who had sex with his wife the week before. It's just too strange." I chuckled, "You're right, Larry. If anyone were to listen in on this without knowing the whole story, he or she would think we're both completely bonkers." Months before, Mar and I had decided that we needed to liven up our marriage, and I had suggested that we allow each other the freedom to see others, with some rules in place, of course. After a long period where nothing developed, Mar announced that she wanted to bed an acquaintance by the name of Larry Spears, a sales rep she saw at work seven or eight times a year, and I was thrilled to go along with the idea, although I did experience some pangs of jealousy at first. Her evening with Larry was very exciting for her, and for me as well. I saw my wife as I hadn't for years. She had reemerged as the very sexual being she was early in our marriage. In the days that followed, we fucked like rabbits. Where previously, we may have had sex a couple of times a week, we were at the point where it was as often as a couple of times a day. I knew that kind of frequency wouldn't last, but what the hell, we were lusting after each other like crazy and having a lot of fun doing it. There was one thing that came out of Mar's experience with Larry that surprised me, and it was something totally new and different for us. We were out for dinner on a Friday evening, and left the restaurant teasing each other, so we were both horny as hell by the time we got home. The trip home had been filled with dirty talk from Mar. "Would you like me suck your cock when we get home, Baby? "I'll make it nice and hard so you can fuck me with it. Does that sound good?" I just smiled at her. "Hmmm, maybe I'll suck you off first, so you'll stay hard for longer when you fuck me." We hit the bedroom running and within seconds, Mar had my hard-on in her mouth. She's always been an enthusiastic fellatrix, and I'd be nuts not to oblige when she wants a cock in her mouth. I could tell by her actions that she wanted me to come for her, so I lay back and closed my eyes to savour her mouth. Just as I was getting into it, she took me out of her mouth and lay back on the bed. "Honey," she beckoned, "Come on up here." suggesting that I straddle her and put my cock back in her mouth. We did this occasionally, and it usually ended with me coming in her open mouth, or, on the odd occasion, on her face. I didn't hesitate for a second. The advantage of this particular position was that it allowed me to fuck Mar's mouth with long, leisurely strokes, and that's exactly what I started doing, while she grasped my thighs to encourage me. I was getting close, and Mar knew it, when she slipped a saliva coated finger between my cheeks and pressed it into my ass. I'm sure my eyes bugged out as she pushed it deeper into my asshole. "Ahhh! What are you...? Oh shit!. I'm gonna come." Just as my first spurt jetted into her mouth, she applied more pressure, forcing her finger as far as it would go, and my pulsing cock further into her mouth. Most of my copious climax went straight down her throat. "Fuck!" I groaned. "Wow! That was a surprise. So intense..." She lay back licking her lips and smiling. "So, you liked that, did you? Larry asked me do that to him, and he reacted the same. I think we'll have to do it again." We lay together as I caught my breath. "I think it's your turn for a treat." and I sidled down the bed and positioned myself between Mar's outspread legs. I started to nibble at her ankles, working my way up her legs. The inside of Mar's knees are very sensitive, halfway between a erogenous zone and incredibly ticklish, so I went slowly. After some licking and kissing, her hips were rotating, humping the air, so I moved on to my target, a very wet and willing pussy, and gave her swollen lips a swipe with my tongue before burrowing it as deep into her opening as I could. Touching Mar's clit with my tongue could be overwhelming to her, so I avoided it, at least for now. I looked up into her eyes and asked, "So what other little tricks have you learned recently?" She smiled and replied, "He showed me how sensitive my bum is." She raised her legs, grasping them behind her knees and pulled back, exposing her round ass, and her small brown anus. "Please? Lick my... lick me down there? I bent to my task willingly, running the width of my tongue up the split between her cheeks, across her anus to her now gaping cunt. I did that several times before I focused on her asshole. "Oh Jesus! She cried. "it feels so good!. Oh, Baby, it's so nasty. You're such a dirty boy. God, I can't believe you're licking my asshole. Oh shit, don't ever stop." I tried, without a lot of success, to drive the tip of my tongue into Mar's anus, but she gave me E for effort as evidenced by her moaning. Without giving her time to think about it, I left her ass and glommed onto her clit and flicked it with my tongue. It's fortunate that her pubic bone has some padding on it, otherwise she'd have broken my nose as she jerked about, out of control and came hard. "Honey," she panted, "I love you. You make me feel so good. Thank you." We lay cuddling for a while, kissing and petting, before she asked. "Are you OK with this? That Larry showed me some new things?" she asked. I chuckled. "Well... I don't know. Let's see. He showed you something to try on me that gave me a really intense orgasm, and showed you something I can do to you that turns you on like crazy." I paused for effect. "I'm pretty upset about it. Can't you tell." and I poked her hip with my erection. She laughed. "I can see that." She wrapped her fingers around me. "Mmm, nice and hard already." "What else did he show you?" I asked. "That's all." She paused. "But as you've no doubt figured out, we talked about anal sex." She continued. "I told you how he fucked me from behind. Well, while we were doing it, he massaged me back there with his thumb, and it was pretty clear that it really turned me on. Afterwards he asked me if I liked anal sex. I told him how we'd tried it years ago, and that it just plain hurt too much to be enjoyable. He explained that he and Holly do it, and said that, given some patience and the right techniques, it can be very nice." I added my thoughts. "I've always thought it would be exciting to try it again, but I've shied away from suggesting it, since it hurt you. I'm not interested in anything that causes you pain, but what we did today wasn't painful. It was very, very hot. I'm all for trying more." "He mentioned that a good lubricant made all the difference. Do we have anything like that? "Well, I have a few liters of 10W30 out in the garage, but somehow, I don't think that's what he meant. That lingerie place on 35th Street, the one we were in a while ago, had a selection of different oils and the like. Why don't you stop in on the way home from work tomorrow, and get some?" Mar looked at me questioningly. "Me? You want me to go in there and ask for it? 'Excuse me, miss. I want my husband to stick his cock up my ass. Do you have anything that would be good for that?' No way! I'd be too embarrassed to ask about it. Could you go, please? Please...?" I shrugged my shoulders. I had long ago become accustomed to my wife's innate shyness. "Sure, if it's a problem for you, I can go." Well, I didn't get there the next day, but I did get a call from my boss. There had been a couple of resignations at one of the other branch offices, and he wanted to have a strategy meeting at head office. I had to leave the next morning. Out of town trips happened infrequently for me, and they were never of any great duration, so I was back a couple of days later, and had forgotten all about my assigned shopping. Air travel always tires me out, so I was ready to hit the sack early, and Mar joined me. We made love gently in the missionary position. It's my favorite, because I can watch Mar's face closely as we pleasure each other. When we were done, we held each other closely. "Larry phoned last night." She said. "He actually called to talk with both of us, so I told him you'd call him back on the weekend. I talked to Holly, too. She sounds very nice, very sexy." "So what did they want, do you know?" I asked. "Larry wanted to thank me again for our evening together, and to thank you too." "Well, sweetheart, I better phone back, because I want to thank him, too. He certainly helped to put some spark back in our sex life, didn't he?" Mar smiled and nodded. "We also talked briefly about a return engagement, but involving all four of us, just like you and I had discussed. They've been talking about it too, and are pretty excited. I told Holly that we'd talk before we phoned them back. Do you want to get together with them? I'd like to." I gave her a stern look. "I'm sure you would. You just want to fuck Larry again, don't you?" She saw right thought my mock accusation, and countered. "You bet I do! Any ol' time." Then she laughed at me. "So when do you want to do it? Huh?" I couldn't help but smile at her. "Let's give them a call on Friday night and see what works for them." Larry answered the phone and we struck up a conversation right away. We chatted about inconsequential things for a bit, then... "Larry, I really want to thank you. Mar really enjoyed herself the evening you spent together, and I've been enjoying it, too, indirectly. She's been a wildcat since that night. " Don, I have to say that this is almost surreal. I just can't fathom a situation where a loving husband has this kind of conversation with a man who had sex with his wife a few weeks before. It's just too strange." I chuckled, "You're right, Larry. If anyone were to listen in on this without knowing the whole story, he or she would think we're both completely bonkers." We talked on, and Larry, referring to the previous day's call to Mar, went on to tactfully ask if we'd be interested in swapping with he and Holly. I agreed it was an opportunity for both couples. "When Mar told me about how your situation was similar to ours, I thought it would be a great idea to get together. When do you think you'd be here?" We talked a while longer, agreeing that they'd phone later in the week once Larry had firmed up his travel schedule. I was late getting home on Thursday, and arrived to catch the tail end of a phone call. There was some whispering going on, and I knew who Mar was talking to. "That was Holly. We had a terrific conversation. I think you're really going to like her. She's very down to... No, I think the right phrase would be 'She's very earthy'." Mar giggled. "Larry has arranged to move his next visit here to two weeks from now, and Holly, of course, will be coming with him. He has business to attend to on Thursday and Friday. They'll be staying at the Westin, and want us to join them for dinner Friday, and then..." She looked at me with a silly grin, and then shrugged her shoulders. I could play the game, too. "And then what?" "Holly suggested that we bring a small overnight bag, and not to bother with pajamas, if that tells you what you want to know." They're staying 'til Sunday, so rather than having to stay at the hotel, I suggest that we'd come here on Saturday, and that they'd stay with us. Is that OK?" "Of course." What we were actually going to do - have sex with another couple – struck me, and I started to stiffen in my pants. My erection didn't escape Mar's notice and she took my hand and led me off to the bedroom. Two weeks passed slowly. We made sure the house was clean and tidy. I finished up a few of the minor repair and redecorating projects that I had on the go. I don't know why we felt we had to do all of this. We weren't expecting a visit from the Queen, but we did it anyway. Sex during the next week was frequent and very animated. We fucked ourselves silly. And then I had an idea. I sat Mar down and told her that we were not going to have any sex, not even masturbation, from now until our meeting with Holly and Larry. "I think we want to be a little more on edge that we are now. Actually, a lot more. Are you OK with that?" She smiled and gave me a passionate kiss. "I think it's perfect. You'll be so hot to fuck Holly. I can hardly wait to see you do it. Do you feel the same? Do you want to watch Larry fuck me?" "I looked into her eyes. "Even if I never get the chance to have sex with Holly, or anyone else, for that matter, to watch you being pleasured, to have crashing orgasms, would be so erotic..." For the remainder of the week, we made sure that neither of us tempted the other, and Mar even went as far as to wear an a long nightie to bed each night. I was the first one home after work on Friday and immediately jumped in the shower. I was in the midst of soaping up when the shower curtain opened and Mar stepped into the shower. "Oh no you don't, Mar. Out you go... We decided to be celibate until tonight, and you know what always happens when we shower together. You better just wait your turn." She patted my cheek and smiled. "What's the matter, Don? No self control?" I looked her in the eye, and then looked her up and down, stopping to stare at her tits. "I'm only human, baby. You know what you do to me." She laughed. "You men are so predictable. Show you some tits and ass and you completely lose it. Turn around and I'll wash your back. I'll do it in a very sisterly fashion, too. Hee hee." We were a few minutes early arriving at the hotel. Holly had suggested that we bring our small bag to the room, and then we'd head down to the restaurant for dinner. We had snagged a couple of bottles of wine on the way to the hotel, and had those with us as well. Larry answered the door, and welcomed us, shaking my hand vigorously, and giving Mar a kiss, a rather lingering one, but not inappropriate for a woman he'd fucked so well and thoroughly not too many weeks earlier. As he invited us to sit, Holly emerged from the bathroom, and greeted us like long lost friends. As we were to find out, she was genuinely friendly and treated everyone as if she'd known them for years. I hadn't known what to expect, at least in terms of appearance. I had hoped (as a male, and as shallow as most men) that she would be reasonably attractive. I wasn't disappointed. She was tall and slim, a brunette like Mar, but with shiny, long, straight hair, unlike Mar's short, dark and wavy head of hair. Long dark bangs covered her forehead, right down to her dark, gleaming eyes. She was handsome with pleasant features, rather than pretty, and despite being willowy, had boobs that looked large on her slim frame. Larry waved us to the couch and suggested we sit and chat. The restaurant was busier than expected, and he hadn't been able to get a reservation for seven o'clock, so we had some time to kill. Mar and I sat down together of the couch, and before we could settle in, Holly was in front of us, wagging her finger. "No, no, no!" she said, "Come on, let's think about this, people," and she grabbed Mar's hand and pulled her her feet and led her to the other couch. "You cuddle up with Larry here. I'm gonna sit with Don." We had a glass of wine and chatted. Mar and Larry sat as if they belonged together, while I enjoyed Holly's company. She was very much a touchy-feely person, and while I normally don't care to have the person I'm talking to invade my personal space, but I knew that we would soon be even closer, and was quite comfortable with her. As we chatted, I noticed that Holly was often distracted, and was watching our mates out of the corner of her eye. They were whispering conspiratorially, and I asked quietly, "What do you think they're talking about?" She grinned, "I'd bet a pile of money they're teasing each other about what they plan to do to each other in bed later." Not knowing her as well as Mar 'knew' Larry, I didn't think it was time to start suggesting explicit scenarios with her, but instead thought about Mar's earlier comment about Holly's bent for voyeurism, and how I could lead with it. "They've had a bit of a head start on us. I'd bet that pile of money that they won't waste any time when we get back from dinner. Maybe we should hang back a bit and watch to see what they do." Holly's face became flushed immediately and she seemed to be squeezing her thighs together. "What do you think," I asked, "of that idea?" Holly was breathing deeply. She looked at me. "You're obviously OK with your wife having sex with Larry, but do do you want to watch, or would you rather not?" I looked at her and replied quietly. "I think watching will be hot. Really hot! You want to watch too, don't you?" She nodded, smiled at me and whispered, "How long will we be able to watch them before we attack each other? Not long, I hope..." "I'm looking forward to attacking you." I growled, and we kissed, not for long, but it was a nice start. The time of our dinner reservation had rolled around and we headed down to the hotel's five star restaurant. Mar had mentioned how much she and Larry had enjoyed their earlier meal at the hotel's restaurant, and it didn't disappoint. Too often, restaurants located in hotels are built up with a lot of hype, but fail to deliver. This one wasn't typical. Instead of the usual continental or surf and turf menu, it featured Japanese cuisine. In one corner there was a small sushi bar, while the main area was set up for Teppanyaki style cooking, and we found ourselves seated with a group of four visiting businessmen. We had a great time with them. They had obviously spent some time in the bar prior to arriving at the restaurant and they were hilarious. It seemed as if they'd been friends for ages and definitely knew how to press each other's buttons. We were well entertained and exceptionally well fed. After saying good night to our dinner companions, who were still partying, we made our way to the elevator bank, and zipped up to our floor. Inside the room, I took the time to look around a bit. I hadn't done that earlier and I was surprised to find that the room was actually a suite. The main room had a king size bed, as well as a couple of couches, that I figured opened into beds. The bathroom was the usual hotel bath with shower, but it was somewhat larger than most. Beside the toilet was a bidet, not seen in too many North American hotels, but every European place, right down to the cheapest pension, had one,. "Ha!" I said to myself. "We may find that useful tonight." Wandering back into the main room, I noticed that there was a small alcove beside the bath, and when I poked my head around the corner, lo and behold, there was a separate bedroom, with it's own small powder room. "Who wants wine?" Larry asked. We all spoke for a glass, and once they'd been poured, we sat on the couches, Holly and I facing Mar and Larry. We drank our wine, we chatted, but not much else. "Shit," I thought, "everybody wants to do it, but we're all a little nervous and hesitant. I know..." I got up and turned on a floor lamp in the corner, and then tuned in a cable jazz station on the TV. Finally, I turned out all the other lights in the room. I went back to Holly and took her by the hand and pulled her to her feet and led her to the dimly lit side of the room. I'm no hell when it comes to dancing, but what we did wasn't really dancing. We might have tried to move around to the music for the first few minutes, but in fairly short order we were simply kissing and humping each other, standing up. Meeting Holly The 'dancing' we were doing allowed us to take turns at watching Mar and Larry, and we hadn't been at it for very long before they were in a torrid embrace. As I watched, I kept Holly informed of their progress. She tried to do the same for me, but as things got more heated on the couch, the less detail I got from Holly. That didn't matter, because she was rapidly becoming overheated herself. Larry hadn't been exaggerating when he told Mar that watching made Holly horny as hell. As we watched, they did some serious smooching and caressing each other for a short while. As I watched, Larry slowly unbuttoned Mar's blouse far enough so that he could slip his hand inside to fondle her bra encased tits. When I turned Holly back so that she could peek, Mar had undone the bra and opened the blouse fully. Larry was fingering her swollen nipples and Mar had a look of absolute pleasure on her face. Holly gasped and shivered a bit. I figured it was time to take advantage of her arousal, and I stepped back from her as she stared, and peeled her sweater off over her head. Without stopping, I slipped her bra straps off her shoulders and pulled the cups away from her breasts. Her nipples were fully erect and were so red they seemed to glow. My fingers were drawn to them. "What are they doing now?" I asked. No answer. Holly simply continued to grind her pubis against my erection and breathe heavily. "Holly?" I swung Holly around just in time to see Mar descend on Larry's cock and take several inches of it in her mouth, I spun Holly so we both could see my wife suck her husband's hard cock. The effect on Holly was instantaneous. She shook violently and muttered, "Oh fuck!" as she had a minor ogasm standing there with me pulling on her nipples. She immediately started to teeter, and I grabbed her and pulled her to the couch. Mar looked up to see what the commotion was, then, seeing us together on the couch, went back to blowing Larry, while Holly watched on. I, too, found it difficult to look away from my wife, her lips wrapped around that thick cock. It appeared that Larry was being transported to another world, and I knew exactly what he was feeling. Mar was a first class cocksucker. My dick was as hard as it had ever been, and I needed to do something about it. Holly was sprawled on the couch, her legs spread and with a wet stain on the crotch of her dressy slacks. She looked at me as I pulled her hand away from her pussy, and quickly loosened the button at the waist. When she understood what I was planning, she helped by lifting her hips and I quickly removed her slacks and panties together. Her sparse dark pubic hair was matted and wet and her large inner labia were a deep purple colour, swollen with blood. As I removed my own clothing, I turned to see that Mar was now naked, except for her blouse and bra, and had pulled Larry's pants down to his ankles. Apparently, they weren't going to take the time to undress completely. This was all they had time for. Mar knelt on the couch and threw her leg over Larry, and without any delay, lowered herself onto him. There was no hesitation as he penetrated her completely, and the air went out of Mar's lungs with a whoosh. This scene earned a loud "Oh, God!" from Holly, and I turned back to see her masturbating furiously. "Oh no you don't!" I hissed at her, and grabbed her hand. "Here's what you're gonna get", and I took my erection in my hand, and waved it at her. "Well, give it to me then," she moaned and spread her legs. "Fuck me." And fuck her I did. She opened herself with her fingers and with her other hand, rubbed the head of my cock up and down her labia to get it wet, then guided me home, and I sank into her hot and willing cunt in a single stroke. Holly was like a woman possessed. She bucked and moaned and scratched my back as I pounded the shit out of her. She was loving it. "Oh God! Give it to...Give it to me, you bastard!. FUCK ME! Fuck my hot cunt! Oh, noooo! Keep fucking ... Ahh! Keep fucking me." She turned her head to watch Mar bouncing up and down on Larry's cock. "Larry! LARRY! Do you see this... Look, Larry..." Larry glanced our way and smiled. "Larry, he's fucking me. Do you like that Larry? Do you? He's fucking... Ahhh!...your pussy Larry. Oooo! God damn it! Don's fucking me so...good. Come on, Don, give it to me." Larry's grin widened and he shot back. "Isn't she a great fuck, Don? Fuck her good!" He looked up a Mar, who had her head tipped back and her eyes closed. "You hear that Marilyn? Your hubby's doin' a good job on Holly. Do you think she's getting it better than you? Huh? Mar just smiled a dreamy smile, "Oh God, I don't know... don't know if it could be any better than this. My pussy is so full of cock. Don't stop...fucking me. Please don't stop. Oh Jesus! I'm gonna come! Fuck meeee!" Holly and I stopped humping and watched as Mar threw her head back and came hard. Larry grunted and blew his load deep in Mar's pussy seconds later. Holly and I turned to look at each other, and I grinned at her. "You're next." and I started hammering at her again. I don't know how long we fucked. We worked at it in the missionary position for a while longer, then she got on top and rode me, Finally, I bent her over the arm of the couch and gave it to her from behind. She'd had several orgasms, but the last one was a doozie. She came, yelling and screaming about how she needed my come as I poured it deep into her hot snatch. I thought I'd never catch my breath. We sat together on the couch panting as Larry and Mar laughed and gave us a round of applause. Drinks at dinner and several glasses of wine had my bladder ready to be drained, so I excused myself from Holly and went to piss. My pubic hair was matted an wet with Holly's rather copious secretions so I took a minute to clean myself up a bit with a damp facecloth. As I emerged from the bathroom, Mar was waiting and pulled me aside and wrapped her arms around me and kissed me hard. "Are you having fun, Sweetheart? Hmm?" "Sure am. How about you, as if I didn't already know?" Mar smiled as she kissed me again. "I think I'm gonna get fucked pretty thoroughly tonight, if the first time is any indication. Are you going to fuck me later when my pussy's full of Larry's come? Won't that be nasty?" The thought caused a significant amount of blood to leave my brain, bringing back the erection that had softened after my hot fuck with Holly, and all I could do is groan. "Fuck, yeah" Mar pulled me tight to her, and looked at me seriously. "Don," she whispered, "do you mind if Larry and I... well... have anal sex tonight? It might not even come up, but if you do care, I won't do it." I thought about it briefly. We never were successful at it when we tried years ago, and we had discussed it a week ago, but hadn't followed through. In essence, Mar was still a virgin when it came to anal. Was it important that I be her first? I wanted her to enjoy this weekend to the hilt. "You know what, Mar. If it does come up, I want you to go for it. Do you know why? Larry's an old hand at it and will make it good for you. Then you'll know all the tricks to make it good for us. If we wait and do it the first time ourselves, maybe we'll just end up hurting you again like it did way back when." She hugged me. "That's pretty good logic, husband. And who's to say that Holly isn't waiting to give you a try. Larry did say that she enjoys it." Mar turned toward the couch and Larry, then turned back, "I love you." she said softly. I rejoined Holly on the couch, and the four of us had another glass of wine. We all chatted and petted and smooched with our partners. After a bit, I noticed that Mar was stroking Larry, and he was starting to become erect. I glanced at Holly and, as before, her eyes were glued to Mar's hand on Larry's semi hard dick. "We're going to use the bedroom, guys. This couch isn't all that comfortable." Mar announced, "If you wanna watch, feel free..." She winked at Holly. She and I stayed and talked a bit more and I learned what was behind Holly's voyeuristic tendencies. While she blushed a bit at first , it didn't take long before she told me her story. It seemed that when she was thirteen or so, her older sister, who was seventeen, would bring her boyfriend home after their dates. After their parents were in bed, sister and beau would make out on the couch. Holly discovered this accidentally, but soon made it a habit to watch them from the darkened staircase. When it first started, she didn't see much other than kissing, but that was enough to stir her young imagination. After watching them, she had an unfamiliar itch between her legs, and in no time at all, discovered masturbation. As the sister's relationship with her boyfriend developed, so did Holly's interest in watching then make out. The turning point was the night, several weeks later, when he succeeded in getting her half naked and climbed between her raised legs. When they both groaned quietly and the sisters legs went rigid, Holly climaxed without touching herself. Since then, any visual hint of sex between people, regardless of whether she knew them or not, made her oh so hot Her story certainly had an effect on me, and Holly noticed. "Mmmm, that looks nice." She looked toward the bedroom. "Marilyn was right, these couches are no hell. Come on..." She held out her hand and pulled me to the big king sized bed. We stretched out together and kissed as Holly's small hand stroked up and down my pole. "Oh yeah.... feels as nice as it looks." She slid down the bed until she faced my throbbing erection, then grasped it again, and squeezed it. A droplet of clear fluid appeared at the tip, and she didn't hesitate to lick it off. "Yum," she whispered, "can I have more?" I'm sure I looked like a drooling idiot as I nodded my head. She opened wide and took several inches of my erect manhood in her mouth before she sealed her lips tight to my hard flesh, and sucked. I watched my cock disappear again and again, my mouth agape, as she gave me a blowjob that rivaled one of Mar's. Too soon, she lifted off me and said, "I want to taste your cream, but I need that lovely tool back in me first." She put her hands behind her knees and pulled her thighs up and apart. Her outer lips were plump and red, while the inner labia were spread outward like the petals of a flower, just waiting to be pollinated. Her sparse pubic hair was matted and crusted with the remnants of our last coupling, but that didn't slow me as I slid into her wet puss easily, right up to the balls. We both groaned from the pleasure of first penetration. "Oh yeah! That feels so fucking good, doesn't it. You're so hard.... Give it to me! Compared to our earlier coupling, this was a slow and sensual romp. We rolled around on the big bed, lazily enjoying each other. "I love the way you screw me,'' Holly moaned, "I wish we could go forever." Me, too, but I don't know if I'm gonna last much longer. Your pussy is so hot." "Just a bit longer, stud. I'm on the verge. Try and hold off a bit longer. Remember, I want you to come in my mouth. Shit! Like telling me that is going to help me hold off. At that instant, there was a cry of pain from the other room, followed by Mar, cursing. "Damn it, damn it, damn it!" I jumped up, almost automatically, as if to protect my wife, and hurried to the other room. Holly was right behind me. Mar lay on the bed, looking angry, and Larry sat beside her, stroking her face. They turned toward us as Holly followed me into the room. I quickly asked, " Are you OK?. Is something wrong?" Mar blushed. "I'm OK." she paused, "But everything is not OK." "We wanted to..." Larry started. "You mean I wanted to, don't you?" interjected Mar. "We both did. You just happened to bring it up first" I looked at him, then at her. "What the hell are you talking about?" They both started talking again. Finally Mar won out. "I wanted to try anal. So we got all lubed up," she held up a bottle of lubricant, "but I just can't relax. It hurt so much..." Holly spoke up. "You have to relax, Marilyn. It just won't work otherwise." Mar sniveled a bit. "I tried, I really tried. But as soon as he touched me there , I tensed up. Finally, I told him to go ahead and try to push it in. That's when it hurt." Larry caressed Mar. "Look, it's not the end of the world. Let's just forget about it, OK?" Holly looked at me, "You know what you've gotta do. Take her out one night. Wine her and dine her. Get her good and drunk, and then take her home and put it in her ass. That's how it happened to us the first time. Once you know how good it feels, it's a piece of cake." Larry nodded his agreement. Mar pouted a bit. "I was really looking forward to it." she paused and sighed. " As you said, some other time." Holly and I returned to the other room. By now, my erection had wilted, and Holly made sure that I got hard quickly, using her talented mouth to bring me back to full stand. "Now, where were we?" She posed. "I think you were saying something about wanting to come in your mouth." She snickered. "Typical guy! I think the deal was, I was gonna come first, then I'd suck you off." Holly pushed me back and rolled over on top me, and reached between her legs to guide my erection into her still wet opening. "Jesus! I'll never get tired of that, when your cock first opens me up. There isn't anything comparable. It feels so good." She rocked back and forth, grinding her pubis against the base of my erection. It didn't take her long to get really worked up again, and ten minutes after she climbed on, she was coming like crazy. AND, I was still hard and waiting to be finished off. As soon as she caught her breath, she leaned forward and kissed me hard. "Thank you, Don. That was good. Very good." She settled back and ground herself against me. "Hmmm, still hard? I didn't think you came, but then I was so involved in my own orgasm that a bomb could have gone off beside me." She moved down the bed and sat on her haunches smiling at me. "Now what did I say earlier?" She teased. "Hmmm. I told you before that I want to taste your come. I really meant that. I don't do that all the time for Larry, but I want to do it tonight. Come in my mouth, please?" Her big dark eyes shone with desire. How could I say no? As you might expect, it didn't take Holly long to induce a mind blowing orgasm for me. She sucked my cock until I was trembling with need, then stroked it lightly as she held the tip between her lips. I could feel it in my gut, deep down, and it rapidly gathered steam until the first bolt of thick, hot fluid spurted into her mouth, followed by several more pulses. She licked and stroked until she was sure she'd gotten the last drop of come I had to offer. I took her in my arms and kissed her firmly. "Thank you, Holly. You are such a sweetheart... not to mention an great cocksucker That was incredible." She murmured her own words of affection as we lay together. We were both worn out by the evening's activities, and ready to call it a night. I pulled the bedding over us and she nestled against me as we drifted off. When I awoke in the morning, I had to piss badly. I didn't want to disturb Holly, who was stretched out on her stomach on the other side of the huge bed, still sound asleep, so I quietly made my way to the bathroom and took care of my full bladder, then quietly slipped back into the bed. It was still rather early, so I thought I'd close my eyes and perhaps get a little more rest. I laid back and was just settling in when I hear a soft moan from the other room. Another moan made my cock twitch. It was Mar, of course, and she and Larry were at it already. As I listened, the moaning continued, and after a short while, I could hear the rhythmic squeaking of bed springs. They were fucking. The sound of their coupling reached a muted crescendo, then all was quiet. I smiled to myself and gave my erection a squeeze. Mar hadn't been exaggerating when she said she was going be well fucked this weekend. I closed my eyes and relaxed again. "Don," the voice whispered. "Sweetheart? Wake up, honey." Had I drifted off, and was dreaming. A light kiss on my lips confirmed that I wasn't asleep. I opened my eyes to face my beautiful bride. "Hi, lover. Are you awake?" She said softly. "I have a present for you." "Huh?" I was still a bit fuzzy. "What is it?" She grasped my hand and brought it to her pussy. "This." She whispered and spread her legs allowing me to feel her slippery cunt. "I seem to recall you saying something about wanting to make love to me when I was full of Larry's come. Larry told me you guys call this 'sloppy seconds'." I was wide awake in an instant, and looked more closely at Mar. She was covered with a sheen of perspiration, and had that 'just fucked' glow. "We just finished a few minutes ago. I want to fuck YOU now." She had been holding her hand against her opening to keep Larry's semen trapped inside, and as she straddled me, she drew her and away and settled onto my steel-hard dick. The feeling of slipping into her silky, hot cunt was indescribable. There was very little resistance, until she clenched her PC muscle and massaged me erotically. "Oh, God, Don, Your cock feels so good in me. It's been fun with Larry, but you feel, I don't know, you feel perfect in there." "It's better than perfect, lover, I can't tell you how good your pussy feels. It's never felt like this before." I moaned. "I'm not gonna last long." She rode me as I slammed into her again and again. "Come in me, baby! Fill my.... pussy! Give it to me. Give it..." Mar was almost shouting We climaxed together, not something we always managed to do, then collapsed in a heap. When we came to our senses, Holly had moved across the bed to snuggle up beside Mar. "Wow!. You guys are hot together. That looked like a lot of fun." she paused. "What did you say Larry called it? Sloppy seconds? That's funny.... but it sure seemed to turn you on." she said to me. "Maybe later you could help me return the favour?" Mar spoke up and smiled. "I'm sure he'd love to." The hotel's check-out time was noon, so when Larry suggested a dip in the pool, we all agreed, and got cleaned up well enough to be presentable and wandered down to the pool. It was early enough that there were no rug rats in the pool and we spent an hour and a bit splashing around. Larry and I halfheartedly swam laps, but that didn't last long and we took up teasing and splashing the ladies, sending them into fits of giggling. Once we were thoroughly worn out again, we headed back to the room, and cleaned up and packed our little bag. We waited for Holly and Larry to check out,and then headed towards our home. It was past noon, and since we'd had nothing for breakfast except for coffee, we were all starving, so we stopped at a small restaurant we liked, on the way and had lunch. As we did the night before, we sat together with our weekend partners, rather than our spouses and made small talk. It was mid afternoon by the time we got home and settled in. We sat out on the deck for a while, enjoying the summer warmth. It wasn't excessively hot out, and there weren't many mosquitoes about. We talked about kids, and work and many of the routine things that we seemed to have in common, until inevitably, the talk turned to sex. I don't recall who started it, but very soon, Mar and Holly were discussing anal sex again. Mar wanted to know what it felt like and wondered out loud if she and Larry should try it again. "What the hell!" she burbled, and held out her hand for Larry. I looked at Holly and she shrugged her shoulders, then smiled. "Twist my arm." Meeting Holly Mar and Larry had taken the master bed room, so Holly and I were left with the smaller guest bedroom, just down the hall. We stretched out on the bed and kissed softly, fully clothed. We petted and kissed, and undressed slowly. There was no particular need to rush, and the relaxed pace of our lovemaking allowed us concentrate on pleasuring each other by turns. I was licking the underside of Holly's breast when I heard Mar scream. I flew into the master bedroom, to find Mar crying, and Larry trying to comfort her. She looked at me and then at Holly, and sobbed, "I'm sorry...." "Why would you say that?" I asked her. "Weren't you...? Didn't I interrupt your...?" "Fucking." offered Holly. "No, we hadn't started. Maybe another five minutes, and then we'd have been going at it. Good thing we hadn't started" Mar apologized again. "I'm kidding, Marilyn. It's OK. What happened?" Holly asked. "Larry took his time, he was so patient, and used his fingers first, until it felt comfortable. And when we started to... put it in, it was great, then suddenly I tightened up and it hurt like hell." I caressed Mar's cheek and gave her a loving kiss. "Well, sweetheart, I guess Larry will just have to make it up to you some other way. Won't that be terrible." I winked at Larry. She wiped her eyes and managed a smile before Holly and I turned and went back to the other room and lay back on the bed. "Larry told me that you two hadn't had any recent experience with anal sex, and I was going to suggest that you and I do it," she paused, "but I think we should wait. If I were Marilyn, I think I'd be unhappy knowing that you had done something like this when I hadn't. I don't know if that's really how she'd feel. It's just another woman's take on it. What do you think?" "I think you're right. On one hand, it might help us later it one of us had the experience, it may be something that we'll never do together, and I'd feel badly that she'd missed out on it." "Okay, we're agreed then. No bumfucking until they do it." she chuckled. "I hope they pull it off. Marilyn seems to want to experience it pretty badly. Once they do, fella, I'm gonna want you up my behind right then and there. I love it!" I spent the next hour languorously fucking her, in her tight wet pussy, and being fucked by her tight wet pussy. In the end, my poor limp pecker just lay there, and Holly had a smug look of satisfaction on her face. We had a quick shower, and returned to the shaded deck with cool drinks in hand. Our yard is very private, surrounded by mature trees and some rather dense shrubbery, so we hadn't bothered to get dressed. A half hour later Mar appeared, looking rather worse for wear. Her hair was wild, and she had several hickeys on her neck and breasts. Her thick bush was wet and matted and there were streaks of semen on her thighs. "Hi guys." she said brightly. "How long have you been out here?" We told her. "Well, I'm gonna go hop in the shower with Larry and then we'll be out." A short while later they joined us and we sat and chatted. I had planned to grill chicken for dinner, so I excused myself to get it ready. Mar had prepared the side dishes the previous day, so they would be taken from the fridge and reheated a little later, and a salad would take only a few minutes to put together. It took me a little while to apply my own special rub to the chicken. Everyone pitched in to help bring the meal together and it was great. With both Holly and Mar in the nude, I had to keep my mind on what I was doing long enough to grill the meat to a point where is was done perfectly. Needless to say, I wore an apron. We talked over dinner and by the time we finished, it was starting to cool down a bit, so we donned t-shirts and jeans. After the dishes were cared off to the kitchen, and the grill cleaned up, Larry and I adjourned to the family room while Mar dragged Holly off somewhere, saying they'd join us shortly. Larry and I had talked a bit on our own, but hadn't really had a chance to get to know one another. We had the opportunity now, and we found that we had lots in common, not to mention a new fondness for sex with each others' wives. We determined that we had some common interests in sports, particularly golf, and Larry suggested that he'd bring his clubs on his next trip. "Maybe Mar would like to walk the course with us." he wondered out loud. I just laughed and told him how good a golfer Mar really was. "I don't know about your game, but I don't golf with her any more. She's been able to kick my ass ever since she took lessons. She's a natural." The ladies returned from wherever they'd been, and sat down close together on the couch next to Larry. "We've been talking." Oh, oh. That sounds like the equivalent of "I've been thinking", usually uttered by a wife, just before she suggests remodeling the entire house. Larry and I listened, wondering what they'd been up to. "We've agreed that we've really had a lot of fun this weekend, and we are pretty sure you have, too" Mar told us with smile on her face. "Fun?" Larry quipped. "I certainly haven't had any... Ha!" The ladies ignored his smart-assed remark and Holly picked up where Mar left off. "We want to continue the relationship, and as opportunities arise, take it further." "What do you mean by 'take it further'?" I asked. "Just wait, I'll get to that." Holly stated. "So far we've had sex with each other's mates, and Marilyn spent an evening alone with Larry a while ago. Depending on travel, and vacation, and all that, we think other combinations could happen. For instance, and this is the most likely one to happen first, when Larry makes his next trip here, he should stay here with you and Mar. He and Marilyn could get together as they did before, but it would be much more exciting if the three of you got in bed together. Both Marilyn and I want to experience two men at once, as a matter of fact, my panties are wet right now from thinking about it." She gave her pussy a rub. "I'm gonna be jealous if she gets to try it first." She paused and then continued. "If Marilyn could get away and come to Vancouver for a visit, she and I could find ways to give Larry a good time." "Sounds good to me" piped Larry The other possibility, in that situation, and this might be a surprise, we two ladies could get it on." She continued. "Neither of us has had much experience that way, just enough to make it tempting. I had a drunken make out session with my room-mate when I was in first year at Western, but I don't really remember much about it. Holly got into it a little more with a friend, when she was in high school, but neither of us have actually been naked with another woman. I have to say that the idea appeals to me. "Holy crap!" I exclaimed. "That would be so fucking hot!" Mar laughed, "Somehow I knew that would be your reaction. Do all guys think that women having sex with each other is exciting?" "Yes!" Larry blurted. "Without a doubt. Do we get to watch?" "You're both perverts," Mar snickered. "Of course the other possibility is that you two guys could make out." Both Larry and I immediately poo-pooed that idea. Holly spoke next, "I don't know, guys. I think seeing you two together would be as erotic as hell." Looking at Larry she added, "You're always wanting me to suck your cock. What difference would it make if it were Don sucking it?" "It would make a difference, believe me." Holly picked the conversation up again. "So aside from that, do you two think this is OK?" We didn't hesitate to say we were more than fine with the concept. "One thing to emphasize. Things will happen as time and events allow them to. There is no set timetable for any of this, and we don't want to disrupt our normal lives to any great extent to do it. OK?" "Now there's one more thing," Mar said. "We decided when we were talking earlier that we want to give you guys a preview of what could happen." With that, they both came over to where I was sitting and knelt down in front of me. Holly took my runners off and Mar made quick work of my belt and zipper, before she pulled my shorts and boxers off together. Then they sat back, looking very pleased with themselves. I had a pretty good idea what they had in mind and so did my dick, which was inflating rapidly. Holly looked at Mar, "You first, he's your guy." She leaned in and vacuumed my cock into her mouth and sucked. Good Lord! The woman gave good head. She took to out and licked it like an ice cream cone. Holly leaned over and whispered, "I'm next, honey, don't eat it all..." While they took turns sucking, licking, and stroking my meat, I just sat back and watched with my mouth hanging open. I glanced at Larry. He had undressed and was stroking that fat cock of his. My orgasm wasn't far off, when Mar pulled Holly off my pecker. "That's all for now, sweetheart. Now don't play with yourself." Mar ordered. "Holly wants to have her way with you when we're done with Larry." Shit! Nooo! Larry got the same torture. Together they worked over his cock until he was just about ready to blow, then stopped short. It took all my concentration not to grab myself and jerk off as I watched these two beautiful women treat his thick cock to the same oral loving as I received. As soon as Larry's cock was out of Mar's mouth, Holly grabbed me and hustled me to the bedroom. Larry and my wife were two steps behind us, and gaining. Holly had her pants off in flash, and didn't even bother with her shirt. Before I could take another step, she was on her back with those shapely legs in the air. "Fuck me! Please... Hurry up and stick it in. I want it... so bad." It suddenly occurred to me that I had the chance now, to tease her as she and Mar had teased Larry and I. I knelt on the bed between her legs and did my best evil laugh. "Bwahhahaha! So you think I'm just going to jump in and fuck you, just because you want it. I don't think so!" She looked at me oddly, as you might expect, and then simply raised her hips to give me a better look at her aroused pussy. I smiled and bent down and kissed her full on the labia, which garnered a sigh from her. I bent again and licked her slit from bottom top, and came up and looked at her again. Then I did it again. Several times. By the fourth time she was moaning, and I lay down between her thighs and slid my finger deep into her to stroke the roof of her vagina at the same time as I clamped my lips around her clit. Within seconds she was bucking away, trying hard to come as I massaged her G-spot. I could tell she was almost there when I pulled away. "Noooo! Please... Make me come. I need it. Pleasssse!" She had her hand at her clit, but I removed it. "Do you really want to come? I asked. "Please...." I couldn't play the bad guy, even in fun, for very long. I dove back in, this time with two fingers in her cunt, and the tip of my tongue tap dancing on her little pearl. She went off like a rocket! I was still horny from the dual blowjob that the ladies had schemed to give us, but I was in no particular hurry to get my rocks off. Holly and I lay and relaxed while she recovered from the mind blowing orgasm I'd given her. As we had on several previous occasions we lay together and talked quietly. At one point, the bed in the adjoining room began that familiar rhythmic creak that we've all heard before, and Holly and I smiled at each other. "I guess we know what they're doing." I was still very aroused, and was ready to dip my wick. "You wanna?" She didn't say a word, but simply took my hand an led me to the hallway. "Shhh. Be quiet." she warned. We peeked into the bedroom where our spouses were. Holly took a deep breath and held it. They were in the missionary position, with Larry holding himself above Mar, and he was driving his cock into her with determination. We knew why the bed was making the noises it was. Mar was moaning and muttering dirty words of encouragement to him, and her hands were on Larry's ass, encouraging him to fuck her hard. I was holding Holly by the waist as I looked over her shoulder and I could feel the motion she was making, as she massaged her pussy in time to Larry's strokes into my wife. She was holding her breath, and I was afraid she was going to pass out, so I hauled her back to the bedroom. She objected, but not too strenuously, and we lay back down to discuss what we'd watched. We talked for a short while, and then she rolled over on top of me, and slipped her hand between our bodies and grasped my cock. With practiced ease, she wet the tip of my pecker on her labia and guided me into her warm and willing slit. We both groaned as I slid into her slick quim, and she began moving up and down my body while we maintained full contact with each other. "Oh, damn, that feels good." I muttered. "You're not kidding. But when doesn't fucking feel good? She replied. "It doesn't hurt to have a dirty mind, of course." I chuckled. "So what's going in that nasty head of yours? Thinking about Mar and Larry screwing their brains out?" "Uhn Uh. It goes back to before that, when we were talking about the things we could do, the combinations we could try between the four of us. I was daydreaming a bit, thinking of what could happen between Larry and I and you." She gave a bit of a lurch and pushed herself down on my erection a bit further. Her eyes were closed and she was clenching and releasing her PC muscle. The effect on me was dramatic. I'd been thoroughly aroused since the dual blowjobs, and I was on the edge. Holly resumed. "I really want to be fucked by two men at once. Oh, God, that sounds so... fucking... hot! I want to be trapped between two guys. No, not two guys. Between you and Larry. One pulls me back onto his cock, the other slides out of my mouth. One pushes me off his cock, the other goes deep in my mouth. I'm getting fucked in both ends at once." "Yeah", I breathed into her ear, 'but I'd rather have my cock up your ass, while Larry fucks your cunt." With the thought of that nasty scene in mind, I lost it. "Oh shit, I'm coming!" and I unloaded my nuts deep into her womb. When my heart rate was back to normal, Holly whispered, "Was it good?" I nodded. I stayed firm for several minutes as Holly ground herself against me, but all to soon, I started to soften, and slipped out of her. She held me tight for several long minutes "I'm sorry, I wish I could have waited for you." I told her. "Don't worry about that. I know you've been pretty keyed up since Mar and I did our little tease." We cuddled a while, but I was still feeling a bit guilty about leaving her high and dry. "I'd feel better if I did something to help you get off." She nodded her assent, and held her breasts out for me. "Suck my titties, please." I got up on my hands and knees and bent over so I could tongue one hard nipple, and then the other as she stroked herself. The musky aroma of her pussy was more than noticeable. It made me hunger for the taste of pussy, and I moved so I could lick my way down her stomach. "Wait!. She whispered. "You don't have to do that. I'm very messy... very wet down there. Your come is running out of me." Her mouth was saying no, but her eyes were saying something else. I'd never gone down on Mar after I'd come in her, and this would be something new, I thought. The bleachy smell of my ejaculate was stronger as I moved lower, but it didn't deter me. Holly's pussy was still swollen and open, and there was a trickle of fluid weeping from inside her. I ran my tongue between her lips, and flicked her clit, and she shuddered. "In for a penny, in for a pound", I thought, and pressed my mouth fully against her slippery opening, and pushed my tongue as deep as it would reach. The taste wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be, in fact it was a pleasant blending of male and female flavors. I lapped at her cunt opening while she wrapped her fingers in my hair and held me against her. Then, using my fingers, I opened her and moved higher to home in on her pearly clit. The fingers of my other hand searched out her anus, slippery with my jism, and carefully probed until I was in to the first joint. She was bucking against my mouth and as she rose up, I took the opportunity to drive my finger into her ass as far as it would go. Wow! Mar was definitely noisy when it came to sex, but I wasn't prepared for the yell that Holly let go when she came. I thought I'd hurt her, but quickly realized that she was having an extraordinarily wild climax. "Ohgodohgodohgod! I'm coming, Oh God, I'm coming so....good. Don't stop! Lick my cunt! Lickitlickitlickit! Oh, fuck! I can't stop coming. Oh shit! I'm coming so good!" As her climax subsided, I looked up, with my face dripping with our juices, to see Mar and Larry standing the doorway, smiling. I stirred and looked at the bedside clock. It was just before four. What had caused me to waken this early? Then I heard it, from the bedroom. It was a low moan, specifically, Mar's low moan. Holly's arm was draped across me, and she was breathing deeply, sound asleep. I carefully slipped out of bed and padded across the room and into the hallway. They were lit by the streetlight outside the house. Holly was sitting astride Larry, rocking too and fro. I stepped just inside the door to get a closer look. Larry's eyes were closed, while Mar turned to look at me, her eyelids heavy, and half closed. She gave me the beginnings of a smile, but was too far out of it to do much more. She tipped her head back, mouth hanging open and groaned. I watched as she continued to rock on Larry's cock, then noticed the bottle beside them on the bed. I reached out and picked it up and looked at it. The lubricant. I looked back at Mar, only to find her eyes on me. She tried to talk but the best she could do was speak in bits and pieces. "Yeah. Lube for.. Yeah, we did it this time... Oh baby... It feels good. He's in my.. Ahhh! You dirty fucker. Oh fuck. I feel... His cock is... in my ass, Don... All the way in. Shit! I love it. I feel so...fucking full. He's fucking me in the ass, Don. I love it..." I heard the sharp intake of breath behind me and turned to see Holly, her eyes big with excitement, and her mouth open in surprise. She leaned against me and I could feel her trembling. My cock was as hard as a rock. "Jesus, they're doing it" Oh, shit. It's up her ass. I don't believe it. Larry's fucking Marilyn's ass!" Holly and I backed away from the bed into the doorway, but continued to watch, amazed at the depth of Mar's ecstasy. Not another word was said between the four of us. Holly was almost as turned on as Mar, but did nothing but masturbate quietly but furiously. She ignored my hard on and I held off from stroking myself for fear that it would distract Mar and Larry, and break the spell. Mar was having one orgasm after the other now. She was a basket case, barely able to stay on top of Larry as he pounded his thick cock in and out of her ass. He provided some support for her by holding tight to her breasts, and at one point grasped her nipples and tweaked them. I heard her whisper, but wasn't sure if I heard her correctly, and he continued to pinch and pull at her teats. The second time I knew I had heard correctly. "Harder". She rasped. I was curious, as Mar didn't usually enjoy this type of sex play. She had little tolerance for pain, and had never shown the least sign of being masochistic. She said it again, "Harder. Squeeze them harder." and when Larry did her bidding she groaned and pulled away, but he didn't let go. "Harder, damn it!" she groaned, and he looked at me, as if for approval. I nodded. He must have been holding back before, because as he increased the pressure of his fingers on her, she yelped in pain, and started to shake. Her mouth was open as if to scream, but not a sound came out. She slammed herself against Larry one more time and collapsed on top of him. She didn't stir and appeared to have passed out, and he rolled her off to make sure she was OK.