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Leslie and I kissed at the edge of the cliff at our private lookout point on Palos Verdes, silhouetted by the late November sun setting behind Catalina Island. A cool breeze tugged at our fleece pullovers as she said, "C'mon, hon. It's almost time to go to Karey and Sherm's." We hopped in our '69 blue Beetle convertible, and we wound our way around the snakelike roads till we reached our bungalow on the hill rising up from Torrance Beach. Then, it was time to get cleaned up. Leslie and I showered together in our oversized shower with a lot of kissing and touching. "Hon," I told her as she stroked my hardness with a look of desire, "I really don't want to come yet." She smiled and said, "I know…just a little torment." I put on a pair of baggie shorts and a new cotton shirt while she put on a semi-sheer top and comfortable pair of yoga pants. While the shirt wasn't super revealing, it was tastefully sexy with her nipples and areolas just barely revealed. Finishing her make-up, she twirled around and said, "How do I look, handsome?" I whistled, "Sexy as hell, babe." Copping a quick feel as she passed, she said, "Don't forget to set the alarms," and stepped out the door. Punching in the code, I stepped out behind her. The sun had sunk beneath the Pacific and was providing an amazing twilight as we carefully tooled through the wondrously beautiful neighborhoods of the South Bay area. Karey greeted us at the door with a chaste kiss on both of our cheeks and said, "Hi, number one brother-in-law, and Hi, number one Sis." "Hi Karey," I said. Leslie laughed, "You always say that, Karey. But Wayne's your only bro-in-law, and I'm your only sis!" Karey, showing her beautiful smile, laughed, ignoring Leslie's words, and said, "Hey, I like your outfit." Leslie brightened and said, "You ought to. This is the one that you helped pick out when we were shopping last month." Karey, rubbing her arm over Leslie's sleeve, pursed her lips and said, "Hmm… I thought it seemed a little familiar." At that point, Sherm (Kare's husband) poked his head around the corner and said, "Brace yourselves… They're coming!" At that instant, we heard a door upstairs slam open, and four kids came bounding down the steps. "Hey guys," Leslie and I said at the same time, and the kids came over and gave us hugs. Sherm spoke up, "These guys have big plans tonight… Grandmother is coming over and taking them to a drive-in movie! And they get to spend the night with her and Granddad out on their ranch." As we were all still standing in the doorway, we saw Grandma's car pull up. We adults all waved at Grandmother, who smiled at us as the kids climbed in her Land Rover and buckled up. "You all have fun and stay out of mischief!" she yelled with a smile. As soon as she was out of sight, Leslie was in Sherm's arms kissing him, and Karey and I were in a deep embrace, our tongues exploring each other's mouths furiously. I heard Leslie say to Sherm, "Oh, honey. I've missed you so much." And Karey, looking me in the eye, said, "I've missed you too, sweetie." Sherm had pulled up Leslie's shirt and began sucking on her nipples. Leslie was groaning. I knew it wouldn't be long before she came because she is amazing; she can come with just her nipples being ravaged. Karey was cupping my balls and cock, and I had each hand on her breasts, gently rolling her nipples. Her head was lolled back, and her mouth hung open as she breathed more and more deeply. After a few moments, everyone broke their embrace. I laughed as we were all were slightly out of breath and very flushed with desire. I looked at Sherm and said, "Do we have any agenda for tonight?" Leslie had dropped Sherm's shorts (like me, he had no underwear), and his shaft was rigid and dripping copious amounts of pre-cum. I smiled at Leslie and said, "You'd better be careful. Sherm looks like he's about to lose it." Les reached a finger down and, scooping a droplet of Sherm's liquid, dabbed it on her lips and said, "Wanna share?" I leaned over and very carefully licked a little bit off with just the tip of my tongue. "Mmmmm," I said. "Kare? You want some?" Leslie asked her. Karey leaned over and said, "I might want a little more than Wayne did," as she kissed her sister deeply on the lips. "Mmm," both of them groaned as they enjoyed the sensuality of the moment. The scent of sex was almost overpowering in their little entry foyer. Karey looked down at my shaft, pushing against my shorts. As my own pre-ejaculate seeped out into the cotton, a wet spot was growing. "Look, sis," Karey cooed, "your hubby having just as hard a time as my Sherm, no pun intended." "Ohhhh, poor baby!" Leslie mocked mercilessly. "I bet he's sore; think we should rub him, Karey?" With a mischievous gleam, Karey pulled down my shorts, my cock bobbing up like a jack-in-the-box, and she and my wife started very gently massaging my cock and balls. "No!" I cried. "I don't want to come yet! There's still a lot of evening left for us to play!" "Oh!" they cried in mock disappointment. Looking at each other, they winked and said, "Let us at least clean you up." They started going to their knees and going for my cock with their tongues. I looked at Sherm for help. He was smirking at me, but his cock was oozing pre-cum like crazy. I think he enjoyed watching our two brides as much as I enjoyed their ministrations. But he showed mercy by saying, "Okay… I think I have an idea for some fun tonight. Who wants to hear my idea?" Leslie and Karey were lost in the moment of sucking my oh-so-wanting-to-come cock. It took a second or two for Sherm's words to register. As though in a fugue, they both looked at him with blank expressions. As Sherm explained his idea, Leslie had started gathering the droplets of his pre-cum as they continued to roll out of his slit. One fingerful at a time, she cleaned the end of his penis. She licked the finger dry, occasionally sharing with Karey and me. Sherm, fighting hard to ignore my wife's touch on his penis, kept sighing with pleasure, and in between the sighs, said: "I've got a blow-up kiddie pool. We can put the massage table in that and minimize the mess. Let's go upstairs." Holding hands, Sherm and Leslie walked up ahead of Karey and me to the second floor "health room." As Karey was in front of me, I cupped her ass as she walked up the stairs. She said, "Stop that! It tickles!" So, of course, I poked her right in the area of her asshole. She squealed and pushed into Leslie, saying, "Hurry up!" I'm getting tortured back here!" By this time, Sherm and Leslie had reached the second floor. And Karey whirled around at me and said, "Oh, you are so in for it, buster. I'm gonna get you just when you aren't expecting it." "Bring it on," I deadpanned. The room was small but well equipped with some weight machines and, sure enough, a little kiddie pool with a massage table in the middle. Les asked, "How did you ever explain this to the kids?" Karey slipped her arm around my wife's back and said, "We just told them that we wanted to check it out to make sure it still didn't leak. And we just blew it up inside instead of outside." We had finished undressing as we talked. Karey walked over to the small fridge and made us a round of margaritas with a generous tequila portion. Les looked at me and said, "It's always amazing to me that I never can taste the alcohol the way Karey makes the margaritas." Karey, sipping at hers, winked at me over her glass. Her nipples, like my bride's, were sharply at attention. Sherm's and my erections never had gone down. Having opened a bottle of massage oil, Sherm asked, "Who wants to go first?" Leslie smiled at me and said, "I would love to go first." We'd done this group massage before. We all liked it because while Sherm and I were good for two orgasms in the evening, the wives were each good for five or six. Karey and Leslie would have at least one, maybe two of their orgasms right on this table. Using the oil, we began rubbing Leslie all over. Sherm started around her neck and shoulders as Karey started on her lower back and buttocks while I started on her feet and worked my way up her legs. "Mmmm…," Leslie groaned, occasionally punctuating the moans with sharp little barks as tight spots were hit and massaged out accordingly. Sherm and I both rubbed our cocks up and down Leslie's smooth skin – a little bit of our pre-cum mixing in with the oil. I looked at Leslie's face and saw her smile as she felt our cocks on her. Kare had set the timer for five minutes, and Leslie rolled over. Sherm leaned over and began kissing her as he massaged her breasts, rolling her tips in her fingers. Karey started working on her feet and up her legs. At the same time, I gently rubbed Leslie's tummy, occasionally nudging Sherm's fingers out of the way to get to her breasts and stroke her nipples. Leslie was moaning like crazy, and I could tell she was fighting her orgasm. As Sherm continued to work her body, I whispered in her ear, "I love you, hon. I think you're ready to explode!" "Fuck me," she begged. "Both of you fuck me at once." I reached down to start finger fucking her, but Karey had slinked up between her legs and started licking her creaming twat. "Oh, hon," I said. "Karey's licking you. Would you like to come in your sister's mouth, or do you want me to fingerfuck you to orgasm?" “Uuuuunnngggggg AAAAAAA.” Leslie couldn't hold back, and she bucked like a stallion on her sister's mouth. She had always told me that Karey gave terrific oral sex. Interestingly, but perhaps not surprisingly, Karey had told me the same thing about Leslie.) "Yes, honey," I whispered into my burning with desire wife's ear as she continued uninterrupted in one massive orgasm. "We love you so much. I love you. Love the fucking. Love your creamy twat just coming and coming. Yes, baby. You come, come hard, ride that orgasm." After a couple of minutes, Leslie came down from her sexual high. Karey and I kissed and licked most of my bride's twat juice off of her. She kissed her sister gently, and the two smiled at one another. I said, "My cock's been so hard so long, it's a little painful. So are my overloaded balls, for that matter." Sherm said, "Mine too!" We both had our cocks each lying across Leslie's breasts, mine on her right nipple and Sherm's on her left. Karey turned around, took my cock in her hand, and, using it as a lead pole, said, "C'mon, lover boy. Let's take care of some business." A small couch upon which Karey plopped me down was in the corner of the room. Meanwhile, Leslie, always quick to recover, had pulled Sherm on top of her on the massage table. Her pussy, still soppy wet, was wide open, and she said, "Please make love with me, sweetheart." Kissing deeply, I watched my brother-in-law enter my wife, slowly slipping his cock into her wetness. "Your turn, big guy," Karey smiled gently at me, having watched me watch her husband and sister. She slid down over me and squinted as almost immediately, her pussy started throbbing on my shaft as she began to come. As she leaned down over me to kiss me, I felt her nipples mash my chest as she pumped up and down, up and down over my overtaxed rod. I could feel my balls roiling with each stroke and knew I wouldn't last long. It didn't matter. Karey started coming, crying, "I love you, Wayne. I love you so much. Fuck me, honey. Yes! Pump me up. Give me your sperm." I cried, "I'm coming. I love you, babe. Yes! Fuck me, sweetheart. I love you so much, Karey." The stars in the universe spun out of control. Somewhere there was a nuclear explosion the size of the universe. Then the ashes from the stars began falling like gentle snow on the land-between-the-worlds. Finally, after several eons had passed, I opened my eyes. I saw Karey's pretty face over mine – a very dreamy look in her eyes. "Hi," she said. "Welcome back." Slowly other sounds and lights and objects started returning to Karey's and my universe. The sound of the refrigerator turning on. Some kind of cicadas outside. The sound of the distant horn honk. A jet out over the Pacific. I was still hard deep inside of my sister-in-law, and I said, "I love you, Karey." She said, "I love you too, Wayne." I glanced over at Sherm on Leslie. They, like us, were still joined. "You guys all right?" I asked. "Mmmmmmmm…," they replied in unison. "So much for your plan for holding out all evening!" Sherm exclaimed from the massage table, where his cock was still deep into Leslie, my wife. I managed to mumble something. I was nearly comatose with pleasure, having just fucked my sister-in-law, Karey. Her cheek now resting against mine as my rod was still embedded in her pussy. Then, I couldn't help it; it just had been an incredibly long day, and the orgasm was definitely a peu de mort (little death – as the French call it). I closed my eyes and snoozed, Karey on top and everything. I felt a breath on my cheek and opened my eyes. "Hey, stud!" It was Leslie, my wife, kissing my cheek. "Hey sexy lady," I said, kissing her on the lips. Karey, still on top of me (who also apparently had started dozing), awakened and pushed herself up on her elbows. She smiled and leaned down, and kissed me. As she kissed me, the head of my now-soft cock popped out of her, closely followed by a gush of my semen, warm from her body. "Ooohhh!" we both said at once. "No fair!" Leslie said, pushing her sister's hair aside. "I wanna play!" Leslie kissed me again, and Karey climbed off of me, her nipples still proudly erect as she headed toward the kitchen. I yawned and stretched, and Leslie sat down next to me. In the background, Karey squealed as Sherm grabbed her and pulled her on his lap. I saw the adoring look she gave him as she put her slender arms around her husband and kissed him. I looked at Leslie's eyes and saw her eyes glowing with love. We kissed. "How do you feel?" I asked my bride softly. She just rolled her eyes, put her head on my chest, and purred. Reaching down and touching her pussy, I felt sloppy with wetness. "You naughty girl!" I teased. "How did you get so wet?" "Mmmmmm, wonder how? Why? Are you thirsty?" she teased me. "Not right this instant," I replied, "but can you save me some for later?" Leslie smiled, "Of course, I will." "I would like something to eat, though," I said, taking her by the hand and standing up. "Karey… you got any bacon and eggs?" Karey was squatting over Sherm, rubbing her twat, covered with my cream, over Sherm's limp cock, trying to get a reaction. I guess Leslie had worn him out for a while, too. Looking over her shoulder at me, she smiled and said, "Sure do! Why don't I just go and fix it for you? What would you like? A western omelet?" To be honest, I hadn't been thinking anything so fancy as an omelet. Still, now that she mentioned it, I thought it sounded pretty good. And, for a fact, Karey could whip up a fine omelet. "Great!" I exclaimed. Hopping off Sherm, she moved gracefully towards the kitchen, all three of us watching her ass sway as she moved. "I do envy my little sister's ass," Leslie sighed. Sherm and I each cupped one of Leslie's butt cheeks and said, "Not to worry! You're beautiful!" Taking Leslie's hand, Sherm stood up, and we three followed Karey into the kitchen. Meanwhile, Karey had partially covered her nudeness with a cooking apron, with her nipples occasionally peeking out each side, the effect being very sexy. As we watched Karey's breasts swinging with her cooking movement, I noticed Sherm starting to get a mild erection. I could feel the blood just beginning to fatten my penis too. "Hey!" said Leslie, not missing a thing. She took Sherm's cock in her right hand and mine in her left and said, "Karey, honey, look what you're doing to our men." Smiling down at our erections, Leslie said, "Ooooh boys, that's so nice. I think I could take you both right now by myself." She was firmly milking our cocks, base to tip, bringing the small white pearls of post-cum oozing out. At least, I think it was post-cum. It may have actually been a new batch of pre-cum. "Oh, Leslie," I said. "Much as I'd like to take you up, I think at least I need a little break to make it better for me next time. I can't speak for Sherm." Sherm smiled at me, saying, "I think your right, Wayne. If we wait a little while, we'll have a much better orgasm our next go around." "On the other hand," I said, putting my hands on Leslie's naked hips and plopping her on the bar, "I think you might be ready right now." "I am too! Hang on a minute, let's eat first," said Karey, dishing two huge omelets onto plates and putting them next to Leslie on the bar. Having finished inhaling the omelets and regaining our strength, Leslie looked at her sister and said, "Karey, sweetie, your hubby left my pussy very messy, and I need my hubby to clean me up." In mock indignation, Karey said, "Well, your Wayne left me all wet and a little sticky, and I need Sherm to clean me up." "Bar or bed?" I asked. Leslie play-frowned. "I don't want to wait, but the bed's more comfortable." Taking her elbow, I escorted my naked wife to the bed, and Karey sat down beside her. With the girls' legs off the bed, Sherm and I knelt side-by-side and started licking our own wife's pussy - me eating Sherm's sperm out of my Leslie and Sherm eating my ejaculate out of his Karey. Glancing up, I saw that both girls had laid back, stationed on their elbows with elbows touching each other, and both were watching us rather intently. Occasionally, Karey would bite her lower lip as pleasure would ripple her face. Sherm must have been doing a job on her. Leslie, too, would sometimes spasm and fall back as pleasure assaulted her. Sherm and I both licked harder, and I started finger-fucking Leslie while I licked her. Sherm began to do the same to Karey, and both girls started getting really hot. Glancing up, I saw Leslie staring at Karey's bobbing breasts. With a look of desperation, Karey said, "Leslie, please, do it how I like, my nipples...please." Leslie reached over and firmly grasped one of her sister's nipples with a thumb and forefinger. She pulled up, actually distorting Karey's breast shape a little, and then started a rhythmic tugging and rolling motion. Karey cried out in ecstasy as her nipple was roughly manipulated by her sister's practiced fingers. The pleasure was racking both girls now, their hip thrusts becoming more animal than controlled, and Karey cried, "Leslie, I'm cominggggg aauuughhg auugghhhg." The girls held each other in a tight embrace as their bodies thrashed on the bed, with Sherm and me trying to hang on to licking their pussies and finger fucking them all the way through their orgasms. At precisely the same time, each sent a hand down to push us off. We waited as our wives started to come down. Breathing deeply, their breasts squashed against one another as they held one another in a bear hug. Their arms loosened. Leslie smiled at Karey and said, "Love you, sis." Karey lazily returned a grin and said, "Me too." They gave each other a quick French kiss and pulled away, Karey smiling while saying, "You're always a good kisser, Leslie." With a smile in return, Leslie replied, "You too." Leslie looked at Sherm and me with our extended cocks and said, "So what do you want to do now while we all refresh a little?" I said, "Well, I was thinking either we could go walk around Newport Beach." At that moment, we heard a low roll of thunder. "I didn't know it was supposed to rain," Karey said, pushing herself up on her elbow, her nipples perfectly relaxed now. Sherm said, "Well, if we're going out, which given the rain, I don't know if we still want to… but if we are, we'll probably want to clean up a little." Les said, "Yeah! Even though I can't smell it, I'm pretty sure all of us smell like pure sex on a pole right about now." Karey said, "Well, let's hop in the shower... and by the way, I love the beach in the rain. It's deserted, you could do anything you want out there, and nobody would know..." "Sounds like a plan," I said, and still blissfully naked, we all headed for their shower.

"Follow me..." Mike walked quickly down the narrow street, lined with shops. Jan was matching his pace with a very intent look on her pretty face, "I think I know exactly where it is," Mike explained. As they continued their fast pace, Mike looked at Jan and added. "If you want, we could ask if one of these shops has a restroom?" "No, just hurry, I'll be ok." Jan had been needing to 'go' since they'd left Ybor City over an hour ago but just hadn't seen an appropriate accommodation. "I told you I knew," Mike smiled as they stopped in front of their destination, his great memory having come through once again. "I knew you'd save the day... as usual," Jan smiled as she continued her fast pace into the public restroom located in the square. "Feel better?" Mike smiled and put his arm around Jan's shoulder as she came out. "Much!" Jan reached around Mike's waist, glanced to see if anyone was watching, then let her hand slide down and steal a quick feel of his ass. As the two walked, much more slowly now, nobody would have guessed how very long they'd been together as friends and lovers. The sidewalk was crowded with tourists as it was the height of Snowbird season in Florida. Usually, Mike and Jan liked to visit Tarpon Springs in the summer when it was less crowded, but they had been to the R/V show in Tampa today, and Jan just couldn't resist a Greek salad on the way home. "Same place? Or would you like to try a new place?" Mike asked as they zig-zagged through the tourists making their way down the street. "Whatever you want, but I really like the salads there," Jan answered, then stopped suddenly and pulled Mike to a stop also. "Here, stand over there, under the mural," Jan motioned to the wall that had a mural of a sponge fishing boat. Mike complied, and Jan moved a little into the street and turned on the new digital camera they'd just gotten. "Ok, smile." How could Mike help but smile? He was with his beautiful wife and knew precisely what she was wearing under her fairly conservative clothes. Very unconservative black bra and panties! After the photo-moment Mike took the liberty of reaching his hand, which was hanging down from Jan's shoulder, into her open shirt just enough to feel the soft skin of her upper breast. "Love you!" Mike said softly as they walked without looking in Jan's direction. "Love you too," was Jan's instant response. "Well, what do you think?" Mike stopped in front of their usual restaurant, which was very crowded. "Sure, if we can get a table," Jan said as she looked around, then added, "I'd like a sidewalk table, do you think we can?" Mike went inside and with his uncanny ability to make people smile, persuaded them to let him have a prime sidewalk table. The service and food were always exceptional at this restaurant, and the view from the sidewalk was great. Just across the street was the canal lined with the old sponge boats. The street and sidewalks were crowded with people from all different states and countries, all different customs and dress... and sometimes lack of dress. People watching was good today, and Mike and Jan both enjoyed people watching! "Look at the guy with the blue cap." Jan nodded toward a man across the street from them. "Doesn't he look a little like Greg?"Jan replied, "Yeah, he does a little. I wonder if he's got the same type of equipment in those jeans?" Mike winked at Jan and grinned. "Mike!" Jan scolded her husband for his crude remark, then looked back at the stranger as he walked away. "I don't know...," Jan spoke softly, "but a little nicer ass than Greg... almost as nice as yours." "You want drink?" a strong voice suddenly interrupted. Mike and Jan were startled a little, and their trance was broken, by the assertive voice of the waitress. "I'm sorry?" Jan answered, not exactly knowing what the waitress had said. "You want drink while you look at menu?" The waitress was obviously not American, which wasn't unusual for Florida. A lot of young people from all over the world come to visit and work while they're here. She was tall, about 5' 10" or more, slender but definitely not skinny, not pretty but somehow attractive. "What do you have on draft?" Mike looked at her name tag as he spoke. Irene, the waitress, listed off the choices and Mike chose one. "I'll just have ice water please," Jan added. Irene, the waitress, replied, "Ok, you look at menu while I get drinks." As Irene walked quickly away, Mike noticed that she had a very nice ass. She was probably an athlete or at least worked out a lot because her legs were well shaped and muscular, and her ass showed to be very firm in the close-fitting skirt. "Not bad, huh?" Jan reached over and placed her hand on Mike's. "Yeah, uh, she's cute." Mike didn't want to seem like he was more interested in the waitress than Jan. "Hey, I don't mind... she is cute... in a dominant sort of way." Jan smiled then continued, "We'd better look at the menu and decide before she gets back or she might punish us." Mike laughed and added, "Yeah, she is a little assertive, isn't she? But, with that ass, I'd let her give us instructions." "I don't know..." Jan pondered a moment then continued, "she looks pretty tough." They both laughed and continued making small talk about Irene and what she might be like. Even though it was the lunch rush, on a very busy day during the busiest season, the meal was served quickly and was extremely good as usual. While Mike and Jan ate, they watched as Irene worked. She was good at working her tables and good at working the other young waiters, who seemed to obey her every demand. Whatever she asked them to do, she would end her question with 'Baby' which made the guys smile and obey. She had control, and they enjoyed doing her bidding. "Should we go ahead and leave and let someone else have this table?" Mike had considered another beer but wanted Jan's opinion. "No, I think the rush is about over, and it's so nice here," Jan said as she looked up as the waitress was just passing by. "Irene, could I have a glass of red wine, and another beer for Mike? Unless you need this table for someone waiting." Irene stopped for the first time since they'd been watching her. "No, you stay. We are near finished with rush. I bring drinks in moment." Irene smiled warmly, and her manner changed suddenly to a very un-dominant, friendly, young woman. While they waited for their drinks, Mike picked up the new camera and took several shots of Jan. Then Jan took a couple of Mike. As she snapped the third, Irene was back with the beer and two glasses of wine. "Here," Irene reached for the camera and took it from Jan, "you let me." Irene backed away from the table, almost into the street, and took several shots of Mike and Jan together. Then she came back to the table, handed the camera back to Jan and pulled a chair from another table, and sat down. "Could I join?" She moved the beer to Mike and one of the wines to Jan. The third glass of wine was in front of her. "My treat, you very nice couple." With a smile, Irene raised her glass up and out to the center of the small table. Mike and Jan raised theirs as well. Then Irene continued, "To friendly people." They clicked their glasses and had a sip. "I finish with work for today. Now I relax. Most people in hurry and not friendly with waiters." "Well, that's the way it is here in the winter." Mike tried to apologize for the tourists. "Everyone is so self-involved that they sometimes ignore other people's feelings. But, about you, where are you from?" "From Germany, near Bonn. Family live there long time," Irene explained. "What brought you here to Florida?" Jan asked. Irene replied, "I want to see USA, and Florida, so I get visa to study photo and art. I teach art at school back home." "Really, I was in education too," Jan smiled, then continued, "How long have you been here?" "Near six months, I go home soon," Irene said somewhat sadly. Then she looked at Jan closely, then at Mike. "You nice couple, I like you looks. You friendly, you look like lovers, I like take pictures. You do me favor?" "Sure, of course, with our camera?" Jan wasn't sure what Irene meant, but she knew she was starting to really like this young woman. When Jan glanced at Mike, she could tell that he, also, liked what he saw. A lot! She knew that look in his blue eyes so well. "No, not that camera, my camera." Irene thought a few seconds for the right words then finished. "My place, not far." Jan looked at Mike, and they both instantly agreed. Mike paid the bill as the two women started walking down the sidewalk, talking. As Mike hurried to catch up, he again watched Irene's nice muscular ass as she walked. He also looked at his Jan and thought how even though Irene was much younger, a lot of men would pick Jan if given the choice of the two. Jan looked pretty damn good today too. Mike caught up, and the three talked as they walked through the back streets the short distance to Irene's apartment. "Oh, wow!" Mike couldn't help commenting as they walked in and he saw the pictures hanging everywhere in the small apartment. "Are all of these your work?" "Yes, I take lots more," Irene explained, "these ones I keep. You like?" Mike and Jan were both examining the numerous photos. Most were of individuals, some of other couples. All were provocative poses with the subjects in various stages of undress. "Yeah... yes, I think they're great," Mike said very honestly. "They are very well done," Jan added then continued. "Who are the people?" Irene looked at Jan and smiled, then smiled at Mike. "Just like you. People I meet and like. It ok with you?" Irene's smile was intoxicating. Mike and Jan were aroused by what they saw in the photos. They usually wouldn't consider allowing a near stranger to photograph themselves in anything close to the way the other pictures were, but, they looked into each other's eyes, and both agreed. "Sure, of course," Jan was the first to speak. "I'd love to as well," Mike added, then turned to Irene. "Just show us what to do." Irene walked over to a cabinet and got out a very elaborate camera and began to make adjustments. Then, when she had it the way she wanted, Irene sat it down on the table. Looking straight at Mike and Jan, Irene began to unbutton her shirt and pull the tail out from inside her skirt. "I make you comfortable if I undress some too." Irene continued to take her shirt off, revealing her simple white bra. "You take shirts off too?" Mike watched as Irene removed her bra, exposing very nice, but not very large, breasts. Her nipples were hard, and her breasts looked very firm. He easily slipped his pull-over sweater off and stood and watched as Jan slowly removed her shirt, exposing her very sexy black bra. "You leave bra on for now," Irene smiling at Jan. "So sexy... I like." Irene had grabbed up the camera in a very quick move and was already clicking away. After numerous shots of Mike and Jan just standing there, Irene finally spoke. "You hug, you kiss, please." They needed no further instructions. The photos around them, the excitement of the situation, and the fact that this sexy young woman was so near had them both very sensually aroused. Mike pulled Jan to him, and their mouths met. He kissed Jan as he had kissed her so many times before. Exploring her mouth, feeling her soft lips on his own. His hands found Jan's back and slid slowly down to the ass that he loved. Jan returned the kiss and let her tongue go into Mike's mouth. She had her arms up and around his neck and felt his hands taking liberties with her ass. After a few minutes of this, she wanted, no needed, more. Jan reached down between them and undid the belt and button that held her skirt up. Pulling slightly apart from Mike, she allowed the skirt to fall to the floor and kicked it away. Now, standing close to Mike with nothing on but her bra and the skimpy black panties, she could feel his hands much better. As the couple continued the long kiss, and Mike continued his exploration of the nice ass, they felt another set of hands between them. "You go on. I help with pants," Irene's voice indicated she was much nearer than they were aware she had been, but they knew instantly what she was doing. Mike released Jan just enough to allow Irene to unbutton his jeans and then work them down and off. As soon as they were off, Irene once more moved away and began to take more photos. "Now take off bra." Irene's voice seemed to be from a distant domain. There, but not there. But, as in a dream state, the instructions were obeyed and Mike reached up and undid the snap that held Jan's bra. As Jan's beautiful breasts were exposed the two lovers heard what sounded like a low moan coming from Irene's direction. Mike lowered his head until he could take one of Jan's firm nipples into his mouth and began to suck it. Jan started to moan herself with the wonderful sensation of his mouth working on her nipple. When she opened her eyes, she glanced at Irene and smiled. Not only at the camera, but at the sight of Irene. With the camera in one hand, Irene had the other inside of her skirt. Jan reached down and turned Mike's head in the direction to allow him to see this sexy sight as well. Mike, as his head turned enough to see, stood back up, and hugging, the two watched as their photographer masturbated and took more pictures of them. Then, sensing it was time, Mike reached down and slid Jan's panties off, and then lowered his own underwear, his fully erect cock standing straight out. Again, the two heard a slight moan from Irene's side of the room. Jan reached down and began to stroke the length of Mike's cock with her hand, then slowly kissed her way down his neck, chest, and belly until his cock was pointing straight at her mouth. As Jan began to take his cock into her mouth, she looked directly at the camera and winked. The camera continued clicking away as Jan gave Mike a wonderful blow-job. Mike felt the sensation reaching uncontrollable levels, and not wanting to end this erotic situation now, pulled Jan's head away from his throbbing cock. He then led Jan a few feet to a couch, sat her down with her legs apart, and began to give back the oral satisfaction he'd just received. Kneeling in front of Jan he was able to fully access her beautiful wet opening. He glanced up to see that Jan's eyes were closed and she was pinching her nipples with her hands. At the same instant, he felt a hand on his ass and another under him holding his cock. Mike reached back and felt Irene's body close. With some maneuvering, he was able to reach her chest and hold her firm young breast. When Jan opened her eyes momentarily, she saw what was happening. Seeing Irene behind her husband, knowing the two were also fondling each other as Mike continued to do such an excellent job on her wet pussy, was too much to take. Jan began what would be a very long climax. As she came down the sensation of Mike's mouth was too much for her sensitive clitoris, so she pushed his head away. When Mike glanced up at his satisfied wife, he saw her smile and motion for him to turn around. Mike smiled back and whispered, "I love you." Jan mouthed the same words back, then added, "enjoy her." Mike turned around, pulled Irene to him, and met her lips with his. She kissed Mike deeply, and her small tongue explored his. He felt her firm tits against his chest and sliding his hands down her sides, felt her slender waist and then her nice hips and ass. After a long passionate kiss, Irene again reached down and had Mike's cock in her hand. Mike managed to undo Irene's belt and worked her skirt off and under her knees on the floor. Now he had better access to her nice ass as he slipped his hands inside the back of her silky panties. They continued kissing and exploring each other's bodies. Jan sat on the couch and watched as her husband, just a few feet away, was savoring this young woman's body. In a way, she felt a twinge of jealousy but remembered the times that Mike had allowed her to enjoy a moment with other men, and how it was just that, a moment of enjoyment. Then, with the jealousy changing to erotic stimulation, she relaxed and enjoyed the view. Irene was sexy. Mike was very sexy... and her's! Mike was amazed at how talented Irene's hands were. She seemed to know exactly how to stroke his throbbing cock. He began to release Irene's ass and move his hands around to her front. One of his hands came up to one of her nice firm tits, and he squeezed her hard nipple. He felt her groan into his mouth. His other hand began to work its way down her hard belly towards her pussy. But, just as he felt her soft pubic hair, one of her hands stopped his. "No, no, more there," Irene muttered, breaking their kiss momentarily, "on ass. Like hand on ass." As Irene spoke, she had taken Mike's hand and moved it back around behind her and onto her nice ass again. Mike didn't mind. Irene had a wonderful body, great ass, and really nice tits. But, after a while, Mike's need was too great. He broke their kiss and turned to look at Jan questioningly. Jan smiled and nodded her ok to her husband. She knew Mike and knew that he needed to fuck to truly finish. But almost as soon as Mike and Jan had decided, Irene intervened. "No... please... you two make love." As she spoke, she broke partly away from Mike and tried to turn him back towards Jan. The move was quick, but not quick enough to hide what Irene intended to hide. Mike looked down at Irene's panties with amazement. Jan, seeing Mike's astonishment, looked as well. Irene's panties were distended out from her feminine body. Irene looked embarrassed and tried to turn away to conceal her predicament, but Mike grabbed her shoulders softly and stopped her. Mike knew at once, as did Jan. They had often seen, and enjoyed seeing, photos of transsexuals. Nothing said would have put Irene at ease. So nothing was said. Mike helped Irene to her feet in front of him. Mike's cock was in desperate need, and Jan knew too well what it needed. Jan moved her ass closer to the edge of the couch, allowing easy access for Mike's hard cock. Mike walked on his knees the short distance to the couch, pulling Irene with him, and easily slid his cock into Jan's wet pussy. Mike then reached up and slipped Irene's panties out and over her erect cock and down her muscular legs. Jan leaned forward, and while being slowly fucked by Mike, took Irene's cock into her mouth and began to suck. She looked at Mike, whose face was just inches away, and grinned devilishly. Mike took the dare and began also to lick Irene's cock and small testicles as Jan continued sucking. Irene was pinching her own nipple with one hand, and with the other reached down and explored one of Jan's large breasts. Mike began to fuck more purposefully as his need became too much. Knowing Mike's movements meant he was near, Jan released Irene's cock and allowed Mike to take it into his mouth. The feel of Mike's cock in her pussy, the feel of Irene's hand on her tit, and the sight of Mike sucking this young woman's cock was too much, and Jan began another strong orgasm. Mike felt Jan's pussy pulsate around his cock, felt the wetness turn to the squeaky-clean sensation that indicated a woman's orgasm, and then tasted the first small squirt of what would be many larger ones from Irene's cock into his mouth. Mike started to cum, filling Jan's pussy with more cum than he thought he'd ever given in one session. As he continued shooting his cum into Jan, he kept feeling Irene's cum shooting into his mouth and throat. It was a very unique, a very exciting, a very damn good feeling. "Wow! That's unbelievable!" Mike heard Jan exclaim. Mike knew it was Jan's voice but had never heard her sound quite like this before. Her voice was husky, smoky, and coming from somewhere raw and deep inside her sexual psyche. Mike kept his cock in Jan and kept Irene's cock in his mouth for a very long time after they all had finished their climaxes. It just felt right. Jan had said it all for all three of them. It was just unbelievable. And they all three knew for certain that it would also be... Unforgettable!