0 comments/ 26978 views/ 1 favorites DVD By: romane Paul En vidant ses poubelle, Paul avait trouvé un DVD avec comme titre « EVE » écrit à la main. En voyant cela il pensa à la genèse, Adam, Eve et le fruit défendu. Il fut intrigué et pris le DVD. Une fois chez lui, il le mit dans son lecteur et lança le visionnage. Visiblement il s’agissait d’un DVD porno. Il y avait trois couple qui faisait l’amour. Il lui sembla reconnaître certaines personnes de son immeuble. Le cadrage n’était pas mauvais, lui si critique avec son œil de photographe. Il se prit au jeu, baissa son pantalons et se caressa devant le film. Il découvrit cette fille sur un plan plus précis, qu’il avait déjà croisé dans l’ascenseur, se faire prendre vigoureusement par un pénis puissant. Il se masturba de plus belle. L’une des femmes abandonna son partenaire et quitta le groupe. Elle était brune, au corps somptueux, vêtu d’une paire de bas et d’une guêpière. C’est la seul qui portait des vêtements. La caméra changea d’angle et la fille apparut face à elle. Paul fut transpercé par son regard. -Bonjour Paul! » lança t’elle Comment pouvait elle connaître son nom. Il regarda au tour de lui pour voir si il ne s’agissait pas d’un canular. -Bonjour Paul! » dit elle à nouveau. « Approches toi de l’écran! » Paul la regarda à nouveau. Elle était magnifique et son invitation ne lui déplaisait pas. -N’ai pas peur, approches toi de l’écran! » Il se leva et s’approcha de la télévision comme elle le lui demandait. Soudain il y eut une lumière aveuglante et il se sentit happé par le téléviseur. Paul avait disparut. La trappe du lecteur de DVD s’ouvrit et l’écran se remplit d’un nuage de grésillement. Paul marchait dans un couloir, nu comme un ver. Au détour du couloir, il tomba sur la fille qui visiblement l’attendait. Elle s’avança vers lui, les mains sur les hanches, le sexe nu. -Bienvenu Paul! Mon nom est Eve » Comme celui du DVD. Une fois près de lui, elle lui prit son pénis sans le quitter des yeux. Il n’était pas là pour une parti de Scrabble. Elle s’agenouilla et engloutit son pénis dans sa bouche chaude. Elle lui prodigua une superbe fellation. Il y avait longtemps qu’une femme l’avait aussi bien sucé, même sa compagne actuelle n’était pas aussi habile. Il faillit jouir dans sa bouche tellement elle était habile. Elle l’avait senti venir et arrêta son travail avant l’inéluctable. Elle le regarda cette fois avec un regard de salope. Elle lui sourit et claqua des dents comme si elle voulait le mordre. -Tu veux me baiser Paul? » lui demanda t’elle, lubrique -Ho oui » s’entendit il dire. Elle se leva en souriant sans le quitter des yeux, s’agenouilla un peu plus loin, se mit à quatre patte et se caressa la chatte humide. -Baises moi alors! » Paul se plaça derrière elle et la pénétra comme elle le lui avait demandé. La fille poussa un râle devant la progression de son pénis en elle. Il la baisa alors alternant les passages lent avec d’autre plus rapide. La fille gémissait de plaisir. Il sentait ses chairs liquéfiées palpiter autour de sa queue. Après quelques va et vient, il la prit par la taille et bascula sur le côté? Il la prit alors à la « cuillère ». Lorsque son pénis quittait son réceptacle, elle s’empressait de le remettre en place. Ils restèrent quelque minute dans cette position. Elle se releva alors, et vint s’empaler sur lui. Elle se baissa et il put alors sucer ses téton et caresser sa poitrine. Cette fille était très chaude. Il aimait baiser avec elle. Ils changèrent encore de position et il la prit à la « missionnaire » cette fois. Elle vibrait de plus en plus sous ces assauts, gémissant à gorge déployée. -Oh oui c’est bon… Continue… Baise moi… Encule moi… » Elle désirait se faire honorer par le petit trou maintenant. Il se mit en œuvre de la préparer utilisant sa liqueur abondante afin de lubrifier le passage. Il la bascula à nouveau en « cuillère » et posa son membre turgescent à l’entrée de son anus. Visiblement la belle était une adepte de cette pratique parce que son membre ne rencontre aucune résistance à sa progression. Le belle hurlait encore plus. Elle adorait se faire enculer. Elle jouissait comme une folle. -Je vais venir! » cria t’il. -Oui, oui viens sur moi. Je veux que tu me couvres le corps de sperme! » Juste au moment d’éjaculer, il sortit de son cul et répandit sa semence sur le ventre de la fille par longue giclé. Elle en prenait sur ses doigt et les léchait avidement. Ils s’embrassèrent alors pour la première fois en un long et doux baiser. Petit à petit, Paul reprit ses esprits. Eve remit les bretelle de sa guêpière en place tout en ne le quittant pas des yeux. -Ca t’a plu Paul? » -Ho oui, c’était merveilleux. » Il regarda autour de lui. « On est où là? » -Tu es où tu voulais être et où je voulais que tu sois! » -C’est à dire? » -Le paradis peut-être! » Bien sûr voyons, elle s’appelait bien Eve. -Paul! » -Oui! » Elle le regardait à nouveau de façon lubrique. -Baise moi encore! » ---------------------------------------------- Julie Julie était la meilleur amie de Paul. Ils travaillaient dans la même société et elle était secrètement amoureuse de lui. Elle n’avait jamais osé le lui avouer. En ce moment elle avait un compagnon qui la comblait amplement mais cela ne l’empêchais pas de penser de temps en temps à Paul lorsqu’elle faisait l’amour. Julie connaissait bien le goût de Paul de part les photos de filles nues qu’il faisait. Il aimait les filles rasées ou bien épilées. Un jour, alors qu’elle se sentait prête à lui avouer son secret, elle s’était rasé le pubis, comme Paul aimait, mais elle n’avait pas réussi à le lui dire. Elle en avait chialé toute le nuit. Depuis, elle se rasait régulièrement le pubis rien que pour lui. Cela faisait trois jour qu’elle était sans nouvelle de Paul. Elle tombait sur son répondeur lorsqu’elle appelait chez lui. Cela ne lui ressemblait pas du tout. Elle décidait d’aller chez lui avec son double de clé. Elle sonna et frappa sans que personne ne vienne ouvrir. Elle devenait très inquiète. Elle ouvrit la porte et entre dans l’appartement. Il était silencieux mise à part le grésillement qui venait de la télévision. Elle l’appela, alla voir dans toutes les pièces : il n’y avait personne. Dans le salon, elle fut intriguée de voir la télévision en marche sur aucune chaîne. Elle remarqua la trappe du lecteur de DVD ouvert. Elle la referma, et mis l’appareil en lecture. Il y eut d’abord des gémissements qu’elle ne connaissait que trop bien et l’image apparut montrant une superbe femme en train de faire l’amour avec un bel homme. La caméra changea de plan et montra le femme prise en levrette par Paul. Elle s’écroula dans le canapé. Elle resta là, captivée par les images qu’elle voyait.. Elle sentit monter le désir en elle et sa chatte s’humidifia légèrement. Elle remarqua que le couple n’était pas seul à faire l’amour. Il y avait d’autres couples en plein ébat. Elle était maintenant franchement excitée par le spectacle. Elle mit l’appareil sur « Pause » afin de pas en perdre une miette, alla fermer la porte d’entrée, retira son manteau, tira les voilages et s’installa plus confortablement dans le canapé. Elle remit l’appareil en lecture. Doucement, elle sortit un à un ses seins bandant déjà de désir. Elle les caressa avant de remonter le bas de sa robe afin d’accéder plus facilement à son entrecuisse. Elle se caressa alors l’intimité tout en regardant Paul et les autres couples faire l’amour. Les bites qu’elle voyait étaient puissantes et vigoureuses. Une femme en suçait une avec avidité. Julie retira sa culotte afin d’être encore plus à l’aise. Sa chatte était humide de rosé. Elle se masturba jambes écartées face à la télévision. C’était bon de sentir ses doigts humide de liqueurs glisser sur ses lèvres juteuses et rechercher son petit clitoris. Elle accéléra le mouvement en gémissant de plus en plus. Juste avant de jouir, elle regarda la télévision. La femme était toujours prise en levrette par Paul et elle souriait en regardant dans sa direction. Elle fut surprise surtout lorsqu’elle lui adressa un clin d’œil. Elle était trop loin dans son plaisir pour arrêter et réfléchir à ce qu’elle venait de voir. Il y eut un éclair lorsqu’elle jouit à gorge déployé. Julie était maintenant nue, dans un couloir. Le plaisir avait soudainement disparut. Elle entendait des gémissement au bout du couloir. Elle s’avança vers les gémissement sans se soucier de sa nudité. Elle trouva Paul avec la femme prise en « cuillère ». Il lui sourit et tendit la main. Elle la prit. Il la fit s’agenouiller derrière lui. Julie le regardait les yeux pleins de désir. Doucement, comme dans un rêve, elle descendit son visage vers le sien. Il prit sa tête et leur bouches s’unirent enfin. Cela faisait longtemps qu’elle avait rêvé de ce moment là. Même si il y avait d’autres gens, elle s’en foutait. Leurs langues se mêlèrent et le baiser fut merveilleux. Elle ouvrit les yeux et vit la fille qui la regardait. Elle n’avait jamais été attiré par les filles mais se regard la transperça et elle sentit son être trembler. Sans réfléchir, elle abandonna les lèvres de Paul et alla les poser sur celle de la femme. Le désir parcouru son échine et elle trembla. -Bonjour Julie! » dit la femme. Comment connaissait elle son prénom. Paul le lui avait sans doute dit. -Je suis Eve, la maîtresse de ces lieux. Tu es là pour ton et mon plaisir. Amuses toi bien! » -Merci » dit elle. Elle sentait Paul lui caresser les fesses. Elle embrassa à nouveau la femme, d’un baisé mouillé et baveux. Elle sentit une main sur sa nuque. Elle abandonna les lèvres douce de la fille et tourna la tête. Il y avait un homme qui la regarder. Sans réfléchir, elle l’embrassa à son tour les fesses toujours flattées par Paul. Elle retourna embrasser Paul, ce qu’elle avait toujours eu envi de faire. Eve continuait à ce faire baiser par Paul alors qu’une fille lui léchait le clitoris. Paul masturbait Julie maintenant. Elle était aux anges. -Je pense que tu veux Paul » dit Eve en la regardant. Elle se retira de Paul et l’embrassa. -Vas y Paul, baise la, elle ne rêve que de cela… » elle regarda Julie avec son regard aigu « et cela depuis longtemps. » Elle se trouva un autre partenaire qui prit la place laissé chaude par Paul. Julie grimpa sur Paul et se fit pénétrer pour la première fois par lui. Elle n’eut plus d’emprise sur son corps. Celui-ci se déchaîna furieusement. Lorsqu’elle se penchait, la bouche avide de Paul lui suçait et léchait les seins. Elle basculait alors en arrière pour hurler à gorge déployée. Paul bascula Julie sur le dos. Il avait déjà rêver de faire l’amour avec Julie mais il avait eu peur qu’une relation sexuelle entre eux deux ne gâche leur amitié. Il regrettait maintenant tout ce temps perdu. Julie était extraordinaire. En fin de compte, il avait toujours recherché une fille qui lui ressemblait. Il la branlait maintenant agaçant son clitoris. Elle avait un pubis rasé comme il aimait, une fleur juteuse et douce à boire, une poitrine bien faîtes, enfin la fille de ses rêve. Il la baisa encore vigoureusement, embrassant ses lèvres. Le regard de Julie était plein de plaisir et d’amour envers lui. Elle jouit. Paul quitta sa grotte humide. Julie cria son désespoir mais une bouche gourmande prit place. Elle ouvrit les yeux et vit Eve être se cuisse. La belle la suçait divinement bien. Paul la baisait à nouveau. Elle s’abandonna sous la caresse buccale de Eve. Nouvelle sensation très agréable. Elle jouait avec son clitoris l’amenant encore vers des sommets de plaisir. Son corps ondulait et sa gorge laissait échapper des cris qu’elle ne se connaissait pas. Elle jouit à nouveau offrant ses liqueur à Eve qui s’empressa de boire avidement. Elle vint alors embrasser Julie afin de lui offrir le résulta de son travail. C’est alors que Paul grogna et éjacula dans Eve. Eve regarda Julie. -As toi maintenant de réveiller son ardeur. » Un dernier baiser et Eve trouva un autre pénis qu’elle se mit à sucer. Julie comprit alors la phrase de Eve, et prit le pénis de Paul en bouche et s’appliqua à lui redonner de la vigueur. Ses amants lui avaient dit qu’elle était très douée à ce jeux. Elle lui fit une superbe fellation, le suçant, lui léchant la hampe et les couilles comme une furieuse. Elle s’appliqua tellement bien qu’il lui éjacula au visage. Elle n’abandonna pas la partie et réussi à le faire tenir en forme. Tous les hommes se faisaient sucer maintenant. Elle bascula Paul et retourna s’empaler sur son membre. Elle s’emballa à nouveau. Paul l’aimait de plus en plus. Julie était une belle fille, sexy, intelligente et une cochonne de première en privée. Il regrettait de ne pas en avoir profité plus tôt. Il allait rattraper le temps perdu. Il lui tenait les hanche afin qu’elle ne désarçonne pas et la regardait les yeux plein d’amour. Elle le vit et son plaisir décupla. Elle vit le visage de Eve près d’elle. La femme souriait semblant savoir ce qu’il se passait entre eux d’eux. Julie se pencha et embrassa la femme pour la remercier de tant de bonheur. Elle aimait embrasser Eve. Après Paul, Eve avait aussi sa place dans son cœur. Le baiser fut passionné. S’en fut trop pour Paul de voir Julie et Eve s’embrasser. Il éjacula dans la chatte de Julie. Celle-ci eu enfin son orgasme. Les deux corps parcourus de spasme restèrent collés l’un à l’autre. Ils étaient dans leur bulle. L’un après l’autre les couples eurent leurs orgasmes. Julie et Paul s’embrassait tendrement. Y avait il eut un transfert entre Julie et Eve? Il trouva que Julie avait des yeux lubriques maintenant. -Paul? » -Oui mon amour? » -Baises moi encore! » Dans le salon de Paul, La trappe du lecteur de DVD s’ouvrit et l’écran se remplit d’un nuage de grésillement. DVD Night Author note: This story contains group sex, wife-sharing and no condoms. If that offends you then this story isn't for you. ********** "What's his name again?" Mick asked as they got out of the car. "Lance. Same as it was the previous ten times you asked," Violet replied. As they unloaded their bags from the boot, Violet looked at the cottage that belonged to her friend Dawn. They had known each other in university and it irked Violet that Dawn was one of those people who was naturally successful. She had attained a first with seemingly little effort. Then she had gone straight into a well-paid position at a chemical firm. That's where she had met Lance and after marrying they had begun to plan their own little empire. The visit to their idyllic country cottage was to celebrate the successful launch of their consultancy company. "It's nice, isn't it," Violet said. "Thought you said it'd be massive." "I thought it would be. They do own all the land around here though," she replied as they walked past the brand new Mercedes. The cottage was small but had a beautiful thatched roof and ivy growing up the walls. It looked so pretty in the frosty winter air and Violet looked forwards to getting into the warm and cracking open the bottle of wine they brought. The door opened before they even knocked. Dawn greeted them with a smile and a hug. "It's so good to see you!" she cried as she wrapped her arms around Dawn. "Hiya!" Mick stood awkwardly holding the bags but Dawn didn't let him escape a hug. "You're looking well, Mick." "Thanks," he mumbled. Violet noticed that Dawn stayed close to her husband. Even though she was in jogging bottoms and a wool sweater she still looked good. Her chestnut hair contrasted the light wool and her ample breasts were still visible under the thick fabric. "Come on then," Dawn said and bounded into the cottage. Violet let Mick go first and could have sworn he stared at Dawn's arse as he followed her in. She wasn't normally bothered by Mick glancing at other women but she always felt intimidated by Dawn's natural beauty. She had been amazed that Mick had approached her and not Dawn when they had first met. They reached the living room which Violet could only describe as cosy. It was a tiny room with wooden beams visible above them. There was a soft sheepskin rug in front of the unlit fire. An armchair was against one wall and the small sofa sat facing the huge TV on the opposite wall. Sat in the armchair was Lance. He was older than them by about ten years but entering his forties only made him more distinguished. He stood to greet them and towered over Violet as he warmly embraced her. "Lovely to see you again," he said. "And you," Violet replied from his muscular grip. She had only met him at the wedding but her heart fluttered and she remembered how great he had looked in his suit. Even in jeans and a shirt he looked good. There was a faint hint of grey in his well manicured beard. Lance turned to Mick, who looked scruffy in comparison. His hair was ruffled and he had a few days of stubble on his face. He was also a good six inches shorter than Lance, who held out his hand. Mick dropped the bags and held up the wine instead of shaking Lance's hand. It was an awkward moment which made everyone laugh. Lance patted him on the shoulder. "Come on, we'll put that in the wine cellar." "You have a wine cellar?" Mick asked. "He has a wine rack," Dawn corrected. "This is probably a bit less expensive than what you already have," Mick told Lance. "I doubt it. Not got a bottle in there over £10. That's the key to business -- don't spend more than you need to. Besides, neither of us can tell the difference between fine wine and cheap plonk!" Mick smiled and followed Lance into the kitchen. Violet turned to Dawn and smiled. "It's a lovely place you have." "Thanks. It's small but we like it. We can do the tour later. Your hair looks great by the way," she said as she reached out and touched Violet's short blonde cut. "I need my roots doing," Violet replied. "Nonsense, it looks great. Nothing wrong with a dirty blonde," Dawn winked and they both burst out laughing. The guys soon returned from the kitchen with an open bottle and some wine glasses and they settled down to chat. As the evening wore on, everyone got on really well. Violet's inferiority complex with regards to Dawn evaporated as her old friend's charm reminded her of why they got on so well at university. They had eaten a delicious pasta bake as they watched the first of the night's DVDs. All of them had been more interested in the wine and chat than in the film. As the credits scrolled up the screen, Lance got up from his place on the sofa. "I'll go get us another bottle," he said as he went to the kitchen. Violet leaned back on the sofa and tried to work out how much they had already had. This was going to be either the fourth or fifth bottle between them so she was surprised that they were going to open another. "Any preference over the next movie?" Dawn asked as she headed over to retrieve the DVD from the player. "I don't mind," Violet answered as she caught sight of Mick staring at Dawn's arse once again. "Something exciting?" Mick asked. "I've got a few exciting films if that's what you're after," Lance said as he wandered in with a bottle of red. "No you don't," Dawn snapped as she put the DVD back on the shelf. Violet and Mick looked quizzically at their hosts. "He's on about porn," Dawn said dismissively. "It's not porn, it's erotica. Anyway, don't say you don't enjoy them," Lance teased. Dawn simply rolled her eyes and sighed. "He's like a child sometimes." "I know exactly what you mean," Violet said. Mick squeezed her slender waist to make her squirm. "Want me to help you with that?" Dawn asked Lance who was struggling with the corkscrew. "I can manage. It's just a bit stuck." "Oh clearly. Come on, give it here." Dawn took the bottle from him and pulled at the corkscrew. "It's moving," Dawn said. Then the cork popped out of the bottle. Red wine went everywhere, mostly over her cream jumper. "Shit." "You could always wring it out over a glass," Lance teased. "I'll put it in to soak and get changed for bed. You can pick the next film. Oh, and light the fire, I don't want to be freezing all night." "Yes, Miss," Lance joked and Dawn cracked a smile. "You can come and get changed too if you like Violet." "Yeah ok," Violet said as she grabbed her bag. "Sorry about the room," Dawn said as they reached her bedroom. "I'm so pissed off that he cancelled at such late notice." "That's fine, we don't mind," Violet lied. They were supposed to be in the spare room but the guy coming to polish the floorboards hadn't shown up and so the bed and furniture were still piled in the hallway or the corner of Dawn's bedroom. As they got changed, Violet couldn't help but feel the jealousy bubbling away as she watched her friend. Dawn was about the same height as her but had womanly curves as compared to Violet's slender frame. Dawn had slipped on a strappy top and shorts but she still managed to look great. "I see you were counting on that room," Dawn said. Violet self-consciously drew her hands up, even though Dawn had seen it all before. She had on a purple and black lace camisole with matching knickers. It was supposed to be a treat for Mick and now it was going to be a near-public display. "Have you got a robe I can borrow please?" "Hold on," Dawn said as she went to the radiator. She touched up the robe that was stretched across it. "It's still wet, sorry. You'll be fine. Lance won't mind and it'll be dark in there anyway." Reluctantly, Violet followed Dawn back to the living room. Lance was on his knees, stoking the fire and encouraging it to burn brighter. He glanced up at Dawn. "Nearly got it going." Violet looked to Mick who had barely noticed her. He was staring at Dawn as she leaned down to look at the fire. Violet then saw why. As she leant forwards, her top hung down exposing the sides of her breasts. Violet then realised that Mick had changed into the T-shirt and shorts he usually slept in. Mick shifted uncomfortably and pulled at his shorts. Was he getting hard? Violet dropped her bag to the floor and tried to get onto the sofa unnoticed. "Wow," Mick said too loudly for Violet's liking. Lance turned around and Violet saw his eyes widen as he looked her up and down. She felt embarrassed and yet at the same time her heart raced with excitement as these two men clearly found her attractive. "You look great," Lance muttered. "Both of you, obviously. I'll go get changed. Wouldn't want to be the odd one out." He slipped past Violet, his hand brushing against her thigh and sending shocks tingling through her body. Dawn sat on the sofa on the far side from Mick. "Has he chosen something then?" "Yeah, it's all ready to go." There was a paused image on the screen of a lavish Italian villa in the moonlight. Dawn searched for a glass of wine and took a sip. "You can sit down if you like. If I were you I'd get a good seat near the fire." Violet realised she was still standing and went past Dawn to sit on the floor between Mick's legs. She stretched her own legs out across the rug and allowed the heat to warm her. Before long, Lance returned wearing only a pair of tight-fitting boxers. Even in the dim light Violet could make out the outline of his cock. It seemed long and slender and she caught herself wondering what it would be like hard. She realised she was staring and looked up only to see that his eyes were once again fixated on her body. Her instinct was to cover up but she stopped herself, wondering if he would keep looking. His eyes barely left her as he sat on the sofa between Dawn and Mick. "Where's the remote?" he asked in a hushed tone. "It's on the TV stand," Dawn said quietly. Without thinking, Violet crawled forwards and reached for it. It was only as her hand lifted it that she realised the position she was in. Her camisole had risen up and she knew that her knickers would be on clear display. Instead of sitting down, something inside of her wanted to know if Lance was looking. She glanced back, holding out the remote towards him. He pulled his gaze from her arse just long enough to take the remote from her. The film began to play and almost immediately there was a disapproving sigh from Dawn. It was quickly shushed by Lance. As Violet leaned back against the sofa, her husband's fingers began to trace along the skin of her neck and shoulders. It was always nice when he did that, calming, relaxing...arousing. The scene they were watching involved a glamorous woman going to plead with a mafia don to save her husband's life. Her pleas fell on deaf ears until the woman admitted she would do anything. Violet's breathing intensified as she watched the woman bend over the desk and expose her lingerie-covered arse. No one said anything as they all watched her get spanked before the mafia don slowly and sensually slipped his dick into her. Mick's fingers continually stroked Violet's neck and she felt her nipples harden against the fabric of her camisole. She wondered if they could be seen in the dim light. She hoped that Lance could see them. She leaned her head back, hoping to see where he was looking but she couldn't quite see. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the massage that her husband performed on her neck. His hands were exploring further, reaching down her back and even caressing the top of her chest. When she opened her eyes the next scene was already in progress. A bride on her way to the church had broken down. Her chauffeur had enlisted a passer-by to help but he wanted payment up front. The desperate bride was persuaded to kneel before him and suck his cock while the chauffeur watched on. Violet hated to admit it to herself but she was getting turned on by the movie. She shifted slightly and brushed her fingers over her knickers. They were soaked through. As she pushed her head back it nudged against Mick's crotch and she felt how hard he was. Her hands slowly went up and down his legs. She wanted to touch him, she wanted to be touched, but she didn't know how to do it without her friends seeing. She watched the screen as the bride leaned across the bonnet of the limousine. She was being fucked by the passer-by as she sucked the chauffeur's hard dick. It was then she became aware of the sounds behind her. There was a regular but soft moan coming from Lance. As subtly as she could, she turned away from the screen to look behind her. Dawn's hand was gripped around Lance's hard cock which had been pulled free from his boxers. Lance's right hand was in Dawn's shorts but Violet was far more interested in Lance's cock. It was slim but long, very long. As Dawn's hand glided up the shaft there was a glint as a drop of precum slipped out. Violet turned further so that she sat facing Mick. Her hands ran up his legs until they reached his thighs. There was a huge bulge where his erection was straining at his shorts. She paused, conflicting emotions raced through her body. She needed him so badly and yet she was still hesitant because of Dawn and Lance despite their openness. She looked up to Mick who stared back at her. He didn't nod or shake his head. He just looked into her eyes with pure lust. Her fingers slipped over the waistband of his shorts and boxers and she slowly pulled towards her. Mick's cock stood to attention in front of her. She had never seen it so hard. She reached out and her hand slipped around the warm shaft. She rose on her knees, leaning forwards. Her mouth opened, her tongue protruded slightly as she guided it towards the head of her husband's cock. Just before she made contact she paused. Her eyes looked up to the left, to Lance. She saw him staring back, he moaned gently and his head nodded forwards once. It was all the encouragement she needed. She tasted Mick's cock for the first time that night and it had never tasted so good. Her tongue swirled around the head as she closed her mouth around it. All the while her eyes never left Lance's. It made her feel so sexy, so animalistic. She had the attention of him, not the erotic film, not even his own wife as she continued to stroke his cock. Violet made her movements exaggerated, making sure Lance could see in the faint light. Her tongue licked slowly up and down his shaft flicking his balls before she returned to the head. Dawn shifted in her seat. Violet paused, wondering if losing Lance's attention had caused her friend to become jealous. Dawn raised her hips and pushed her shorts to the floor. She lifted herself up and turned so that she sat on the arm rest and put her left leg high up onto the back of the sofa. Violet saw Dawn's pussy glistening in the dark. So did Lance. He finally tore his gaze away from Violet and pushed his head into his wife's pussy. The sound of him lapping at her juices was louder than the noise from the DVD. Violet watched for a few moments before she resumed sucking Mick's cock. As she began to speed up she felt his hand on her hair. She knew what it meant and so was unsurprised as he gently pulled her head away. He didn't want to cum yet but Violet didn't want to stop sucking. She stared at Lance's cock. It was barely a few inches away, hard, untouched, begging to be sucked. She looked to Mick, who was torn between watching the screen and watching Dawn's pussy being licked. Her hand slowly moved out, and across Lance's leg. He made no attempt to remove it. Neither did Mick. Violet's right hand gently squeezed Mick's cock rhythmically and that seemed to satisfy him enough not to stop her as her left hand finally reached Lance's dick. It had been so long since she had felt another man's cock. She shifted her weight, leaning away from Mick and taking her closer to Lance. Her mouth open, she leant forwards again. As soon as her mouth touched his cock it twitched and she tasted the sweet precum that had teased her earlier. All thoughts of embarrassment had gone and she was focussed on the dick in her mouth. She took as long as possible to lick her way down the length, over his shaved balls then back up to engulf the head. Dawn's moans to her left became heavier. There was a growl in them as she was licked into the first orgasm of the group. Her climax subsided and Violet felt her own pussy throbbing as it begged for attention. Mick eased his way off the sofa and knelt behind Violet. She felt her knickers being pulled to the side and her breathing became rapid in anticipation. After what seemed like an eternity she finally felt his tongue slip into her wet pussy. It felt so good, so sensual. He was normally good but at that moment he felt incredible. Every subtle movement sent sparks of electricity through her body. It made her crave Lance's cock even more. Her sucking gathered pace as she felt her own climax building within her. When Mick's tongue flicked at her clit she moaned heavily onto Lance's cock as waves of ecstasy flowed through her body. She sat back, pushing Mick away, as she tried to recover from her intense orgasm. She made no effort to stop him as he lifted her camisole from her body. Her small breasts were on display but she wanted them to see, she wanted Mick to see how hard her nipples were on her perky little tits. Lance stared at them for a few seconds as Dawn moved once more. She turned to face them as she straddled Lance's cock. Violet watched as Dawn slowly impaled herself on his dick as it disappeared within her. As she began slowly rising up and down on it, Violet felt herself being pulled down onto the rug. Mick lay on his side behind her and she was manoeuvred so that he was spooning her. As she lay on her right side, she watched Lance's hands reach around Dawn and cup her breasts. With each squeeze her top was pushed further and further towards her cleavage. The low cut sides revealed more and more of her flesh until finally her breasts were fully exposed. Violet had to admire them. Whilst her own were small and firm, Dawn's were large and pushed between Lance's fingers as he squeezed them. Violet felt Mick's hard cock at the entrance to her pussy. She moaned as he eased his hips forwards and slid easily inside her. His thrusts were slow and steady as they watched Dawn increase her pace on Lance's cock. This time Dawn's climax was even more vocal. She moaned louder and louder as she began fucking the cock beneath her as hard as she could. Suddenly she pushed herself down as far as she could and held herself there as the full force of her climax hit her. Violet could see Dawn's pussy spasm on the long dick inside it. Once she had regained her composure, Dawn lifted herself from Lance's cock and collapsed on the sofa next to him. She lay almost motionless, staring at Violet and Mick as they continued to fuck before her. It was clear that Dawn had had all she could and so Lance turned his attention to Violet and Mick. Violet watched in an almost dreamlike state as Lance knelt on the floor and made his way towards them. She saw his hard cock bobbing as he closed in and her mouth opened without her even thinking. Instead of offering it to her, Lance moved to her pussy. She heard herself moan as his fingers softly searched for her clit and found it. It was such an intense feeling that Violet was lost in the moment. Her husband's cock slipped in and out of her as her friend's husband rubbed her clit. Then the feeling changed. Her pussy became fuller. She looked down and saw Lance's fingers disappearing inside her. It was only brief as he pulled them out. She wasn't sure what was happening. No one spoke but Mick's strokes had stopped. The two men seemed to communicate without a word.