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I don't remember - in detail - just what it was that was said between myself and Marilyn that convinced her to swing. I know that I didn't discover the hidden key to the floodgate. But now, as I sit here thinking of her, picturing the passion on her face as she jerks another man's cock, I am flooded with excitement about the next time. But this is a story about our first time. Most people are sexual caterpillars, humping through life, eating off the same leaf, and waiting to be taken as lunch by whatever bird it is that finds us delectable. Some of us evolve. I've had the pleasure of watching Mari become a truly stunning sexual creature - a truly amazing phoenix on fire. I recall the long and sometimes frustrating 'raccoon stage' from the first talk to the first play. I remember waiting like a child for Christmas - eager and smiling, hopeful and naive. And I remember watching Mari emerge. It was a Friday night - our second at a club. I am not sure how many expectations either of us had - we'd promised ourselves not to 'expect.' We arrived early - when the TVs had not yet flipped over to porn movies and still played the Discovery Channel. Pretzel baskets not yet out, Mari and I found a place at the liquor-less bar. Our first time at a club, we went with a couple that we were friends with. They'd monopolized us that night, and we wanted to branch out - to meet new friends - to try new things. Nothing against them, we thought the world of those two, but we were ready to fly solo. So we waited. Unsure of how to talk to anyone - unsure of what to do next. I think we clung to that bar for an hour, Mari in her brown mini and sheer black top, me in a stew of nervousness that I hadn't felt since junior high. Eyes were on Mari - I could feel that. Not at all unexpected with her long legs riding a lucky barstool, gorgeous and generous breasts threatening to pour from her low top, bright green eyes dancing between a perfect smile and brown/red hair that could melt any man. I remember watching people watching us, watching them stare shamelessly at her. The club filled quickly that night - couples made their way to familiar cliques as a flood of single men made helpless attempts to get in on the play. I didn't know what we were looking for, but I was hopeful that we'd find it - so I took Mari by the hand and decided to explore. The barstools were doing nothing but putting our backs to the crowd. I wasn't surprised when a clumsily discreet gaggle of singles followed my Mari like puppies as we slowly made our way from room to room. Eventually, we found ourselves on the 'party floor' with a half dozen single men who tried so very hard to look casual but were obviously hoping that their choice of clothes or hairstyle had been the perfect one - and that Mari would snatch them up before they knew what hit them. Feeling a bit ornery, I leaned back against the wall, my beer in one hand, and whispered to Mari, "I want you to go down on me." I think the request shocked her a bit. "Right. Right now? Right here?" I could tell that she was feeling like a bad girl - she had the look, the walk. I knew she wanted to play - and I could think of no better way than to tease a crowd of men. "Yes," I said, smiling. "Right here and right now." I reached down to unzip myself as she dropped to her knees in front of me. My cock had been hard all day, knowing that tonight we'd be here - chasing the 'unexpected' - and it was obvious that Mari shared my excitement as she took me all the way down with one eager move. Her tongue danced on my shaft as her head bobbed happily. Her expert hands worked on what little cock she couldn't take in, and twelve eyes on six single men ate every movement. I was - for a short time - king of the 'party floor' as the most incredible woman in the club sucked my cock in front of a half dozen. I realized that as incredible as this was - this spotlight on my wife's giftedness - it was just the first step, a cracking of the egg, so to speak - the cocoon was just starting to open. Mari gobbled me with abandon, surprisingly unashamed, wonderfully aware of nothing but her husband's eager erection and approaching release. I sipped my beer and grinned as hungry eyes locked on the back of Mari's head. I could have watched that scene all night long, but it was far too early to 'cash in my chips.' Besides - I got to take this beauty home - so I helped her to her feet as she wiped the corners of her mouth. I think I saw a blush then, but it could have been desire. Either way, it didn't slow her down. I was ready to head downstairs and leave this group to their own devices, but a conversation about something - I don't remember what - kept me in place. Mari was approached by a single guy, and I remember thinking that it would be good for her to flirt. So - I turned my attention to whatever meaningless banter I was sharing - and left Mari to her fun. I don't know how long I talked - but I remember turning to look at Mari and the one guy with balls enough to approach her. And was surprised to see them kissing deeply, his hand enjoying her perfect breast. I processed a momentary jealousy. Who wouldn't be jealous of a woman as beautiful as Marilyn? What man in his right mind would offer such a perfect woman to the wiles of desperate single men? The kind of man who is so secure in his soulmate's love that he knows that no one will ever touch her heart just by groping her boob. And with that, I was over it. And my wicked smile returned. "Do I need to go get supplies?" I asked as I walked up behind Mari. "Hmmm?" She asked, somewhat dreamily, obviously ready to try her first threesome. "Supplies. Condoms." I said, trying not to kill the moment. "They're downstairs." Mari looked at her new friend, David, who was obviously willing. She smiled and nodded. "Okay," I said. "But here are the rules while I'm gone." I have an alpha male personality when it comes to swinging - provider, protector, top dog. "Just talk. No hands - no kissing - while I'm gone." Then I looked at David. "Break a rule, I break an arm." I think he knew I meant it. His nervous, stuttering, "Sure," gave me the assurance I needed to head downstairs. I didn't remember the walk to the locker room being so long, but the anticipation seemed to stretch the halls and stairways. But soon, I was back with an overly optimistic fist full of condoms and a hard-on that made it hard to walk. David and Marilyn were talking innocently, leaning against the wall - but seeing me was all it took for talk to end. Mari took David's hand and led him to a private room; I pushed the door closed as we entered, waving at the five guys who looked disappointed that we weren't going to put on a show. David wasted little time pulling Mari's breasts free and sucking on her long nipples. His style was rough, but Mari seemed to love the feel of this stranger's tongue and gently nipping teeth. I knelt behind her, pushing her skirt around her hips, and flicked her ass with my tongue. I slipped two fingers in her dripping pussy and felt her body jerk at the anticipated intrusion. Her hips rocked against my fingers and tongue as David pulled off Mari's top and bra, spilling her breasts into his hands and waiting mouth. Mari rubbed David's cock through his slacks, eager to find out just what she'd gotten herself into. Our collective passions blurred the room as hands un-hooked, unzipped, un-buckled, and soon the only clothes left were Mari's black garter and stockings. David had taken to his knees, taking his rough style of play to Mari's tender box as Mari resumed the head we'd started in the common area - her passion making her suck even harder, with more abandon. I thrust into her mouth gently, knowing that in her current state, she couldn't focus enough to keep me from going too deep. I watched her perfect tits roll as her body rocked on David's aggressive tongue. I switched places with David, letting him enjoy Mari's mouth for the first time. Mari gave a perfect, eager head, and I knew David was in for a treat - but I wanted my time with my wife's perfect pussy. Her long lips and deep folds are the perfect play place for big boys, and my tongue traced her outer lips through the gentle maze that leads to her dripping entrance and tingling clit. I slipped my fingers inside of Mari, curling them gently to find that magical-mythical spot that always seems to make a good orgasm a screaming one, and my tongue flicked gently at her oh-so-ready clit. I looked up to see David fucking Mari's mouth - and Mari thrusting back hungrily. I heard her cock-filtered moans as I brought her to the brink of orgasm. I quickened my tongue and my inner stroking, and Mari's mouth popped off of David's shaft. Her fist pumped him purposefully, but her eyes and attention were now focused on my face, pressed against her pussy. Her hips bucked with the beginnings of her orgasm, and her moans turned to screams as she came against my tongue. Mari fucked my fingers powerfully, her pussy sucking and pulling them deeper inside, and she threw her head back into the pillow and let out a long "YES!" as a wave overcame her. David knelt beside her, a stunned look on his face. "That was hot." Mari laughed at his grasp of the obvious as she pulled her knees together and her legs up - but we weren't going to let her off that easily. "Be gentle," I said as David went back down, and I brought my throbbing cock to Mari's mouth. I've always loved the way that Mari says thanks for a job well done - and tonight was no exception. David's tongue brought Mari over the edge two more quick times as she sucked my cock. Her body shivered weakly as the first orgasm had taken so much out of her. She moaned around my width but never let me go until her desperation got the best of her. "Fuck me." She said, her voice breathy, "Fuck me, please." I took her first, as David's cock hung in Mari's face, rubbing against her cheek as she thrust her body back against me. I pushed her legs to her chest as I buried my cock deeply into her. Her heat was tremendous, her body on fire as it lived out a fantasy it was so reluctant to even admit. David watched as I took my wife hard, thrusting deeply and angling my body to hit her just right. Mari gritted her teeth as she let out a strained moan, her fourth orgasm coming as a surprise - short but powerful. I pulled out quickly, knowing that there was one other thing that Mari wanted to try before we'd be able to call this a night. I lay against the wall as Mari got to her knees. She sucked hard as David pushed into her for the first time. It was her first 'extra' cock, and she seemed to shake from head to toe. "Is he in?" I asked, wanting her to process the reality of this moment. "Mmmm-Hmmm," she groaned as he pounded her. David fucked my beautiful wife hard from behind, thrusting deeply and quickly, racing towards an orgasm that had such a gorgeous build-up. And he reached that place far too quickly. "Where do you want him to cum?" I asked, stroking Mari's hair. "I want to see it," she said, her tongue flicking the head of my cock. "I want him to cum all over me." David responded to her wishes, pulling out and removing his spent condom. Mari rolled over on her back, pushing her breasts together and urging him to cover them. He had no problem doing so. David's excitement was apparent as jet after jet of his hot load landed on Mari's perfect tits. "Oh, god, yes," she cooed as he came. David let out one last grunt as his body jerked, and one last long stream of cum dripped onto my wife. I kissed Mari - realizing that I had seen her emerge. My perfect butterfly, covered with another man's seed. David collapsed at the end of the bed as Mari and I wrapped our hearts tightly around each other. We basked in the afterglow of an incredible fantasy, unaware that, for us, the night was young. We dressed, David and Mari kissed one last time, and then we left the room for the next adventuresome group. We fully expected to leave soon thereafter. Instead, almost unbelievingly, the stars aligned, and we had another encounter. Mari went to the bar, still sexily disheveled, and started talking to a single woman that we had met earlier, helping her fend off a torrent of attention, gladly taking on some for herself. Knowing she was having fun, I left her alone while I went to the restroom. I normally don't strike up conversations at the urinal, but all rules have exceptions. "I'm not gay," I said to the guy spilling beer one stall over, "but that is a really nice shirt." I wouldn't have said it if I hadn't meant it. Dark blue flames on white silk. Sharp as a switchblade. "Thanks," He said. "My wife bought it. I don't remember where." "Well - it's a great-looking shirt." The conversation eroded as our bathroom purposes came to an end, and we awkwardly took turns with the soap dispenser. He left before my paws were dry, and as I wiped the last of the evidence on my jeans, I walked out to put what I thought would be the final hit on my wife.I was quite wrong. Mr Nice Shirt was in the hallway with a gorgeous blond - tall and thin, with stunning blue eyes and long legs on high heels. "Hey, hon." he said, "where did you get this shirt? This guy likes it." She told me - but hell if I remember. I was captivated by her. Where she bought the shirt went in one ear and out the other, but her, I was drinking in till I reached the bottom of the glass. It was a nice shirt - but she was significantly nicer. I watched her lips as she talked and wondered what they tasted like; I watched her chest when she paused - also wondering what it tasted like. Soon the shirt was forgotten. But - I found out later - they thought I was a single, which wasn't their thing - and they excused themselves. I made my dejected way back to Mari - still with her single friend - still at the center of a crowd. I walked to the center and kissed her hard, because I could, and whispered in her ear, "Are you ready to go?" She nodded and told me she needed to check her hair before she did. I wasn't the only one who watched her walk to the restroom - perfect hips massaging the inside of her brown suede skirt. I sat at the bar, watching what passed for porn on the satellite feed, and waited...And waited...And realized I wasn't enjoying the porn enough to not be worried about my wife...I wandered through the club, weaving my way between connections being made and broken - singles getting lucky or rejected - women being fondled or ignored... The witching hour had arrived, and folks were grouping off with the hopes that productive conversations weren't about to produce wilted results. And in the bathroom door, Mari had become the target of Mr Cool-Shirt and his incredible wife. They stood in a tight but respectful group, chittering like old friends... I watch Mari laugh at some witty thing and then look up to see me walking her way. "That's my husband," she said, maybe a bit too proudly, and the blond woman whom I'd already memorized turned and smiled - wickedly surprised if that is a workable combination. A three-way conversation in the door of the women's room became a spirited four-way as we realized that - not only was I, not a single guy, we all had much more than that in common; two pairs of soulmates on different planes of experience. Best friends who do everything together - who were about to drift upstairs... They had been to many clubs and had much background in the lifestyle, and as we made our way upstairs, they shared themselves in a way that makes the lifestyle so much more than sex. We drifted from room to room, listening to them talk about their "hobby" and how they survived within it. For a moment, the idea of "playing" with our new friends disappeared as these gorgeous people became so incredibly fascinating. It seemed like every line of conversation revealed more in common, more useful advice, more to like...And then she closed the door... "I like you guys," Kim - this gorgeous blond said, her voice going from friendly to lusty. "Let's play." Mari and I snapped back to reality quickly. We were in a swing club, and we were not going home anytime soon... I didn't need to look at Mari to know that she was okay with this. I'd watched her as she watched Joe's lips move when he talked. I had seen her smile when he touched her shoulder. And I had absolutely nothing to think about as Kim lay on the bed, smiling and lifting her legs to show a shaved and pantiless play area. "What do you say?" She asked, staring at me hypnotically. Nothing... There was nothing I could say. I was hers - but better yet, she was about to be mine. Joe sat on a chair in the corner of the room - thinking, I suppose, that he might watch for a while. But Mari was having none of that, straddling his lap and wrapping her tongue around his. Kim lay on her back, and I ran my hands down her legs, lifting her feet and helping her with the boots that she wasn't going to be needing for a while. Her long thin legs were, on their own, plenty to enjoy - but when the boots were shed, my hands wandered higher as I slid onto the bed with her, kissing her gently at first - enjoying her soft but expert tongue. Her hands made short work of my belt as mine found her small, tight breasts. She seemed eager to catch up with Mari, who had quickly moved to a kneel in front of Joe and was blowing him madly - her head bobbing furiously. I didn't object and let her push me over to my back. My eyes caught Joe's, and he smiled widely, dazed but certainly feeling every stroke of Mari's expert tongue. Mari worked his shaft with one tight fist and had pushed the blue flamed shirt up to his strong chest. She was moaning around him - and he encouraged her. The sounds were nearly as hot as the visual of my beautiful wife gobbling our new friend with such abandon. I could have lost myself watching the two of them, just experiencing the pleasure my wife was giving another man, but I was soon pulled expertly out of the moment as bright blue eyes looked up at me past short blond hair, and a wet tongue flicked between a wicked grin and eagerly tasted the tip of my cock...I looked down at Kim as she rolled her tongue around the head of my cock, seeming to savor the taste. Her eyes locked on mine, and her smile never failed......until she took me into her mouth, slowly swallowing half of me and then pulling me out just as deliberately. I groaned, body twitching and cock responding to her attentions. "You like that?" she asked, a trail of my excitement still leading to her lips.I just swallowed and grinned - and she correctly took that as a "yes". Her eyes finally left mine as she took me again, this time with abandon. Her tongue danced around my cock as her lips tightly massaged my shaft. Her hands jerked me and my hips rocked slightly, finding her manic rhythm. I closed my eyes and enjoyed her expertise, my fingers twisting in her short hair. I could feel her taking me deeper until it seemed the head of my cock was so deep in her that I could almost feel it with the hand that was on the back of her head. Her warmth was complimented by a perfect wetness. She stroked me with one hand as her other hand massaged my balls - coaxing my cum from them - eager for a taste of her good work. I heard a squeal and looked up just in time to see a naked Mari tossed onto the bed beside us. Joe was naked as well - his tall, thin frame sporting a desperate erection. He dropped to the bed between Mari's legs and began to kiss her breasts, one after another, commenting loudly on her large, long nipples. Kim was looking over, obviously admiring them herself. She looked up at me, her lips still around my excitement, her face flushed. I smiled at her and nodded - unable to ask her if she wanted what Mari was about to be getting... Somehow she read me and nodded back - letting me go with a gentle pop - and climbed up on the bed, shedding what little clothing she still had on. I pulled off my shirt and settled between her legs. The wives were now on the bed, lying side by side, with two enthusiastic husbands now heading south hungrily. Kim's pussy was perfectly shaved with small lips and a perfect clit. I licked gently at first, tasting her fully... This was the first pussy I'd tasted since my marriage, and I was going to enjoy it fully. I slipped my hands beneath her ass to lift her slightly, angling her just right... And sunk my tongue deeply into her, tasting her as she tightened around the intrusion. She whimpered slightly and bucked - and I lost myself... My fingers swam in and out of her as my tongue found every unique spot that seemed to make her jerk with electricity. Her eyes were clamped shut as I ate her, and her hands gripped my head harder and more desperately, soon governing my attentions to just her clit as she climbed higher... Closer to the edge of orgasm. I heard Mari scream as she came, thrashing her hips forcefully against Joe's face, forcing him to hang on... Kim heard her, too, and seemed to catch Mari's orgasm just as Mari was coming down... One loud "OHH!" was all she moaned as her body spasmed beneath my feasting tongue. She jerked hard, holding my face tightly to her and riding her orgasm out against my tongue. I held her thighs as she began to land. She slid her hands to my cheeks and pulled herself to me. "My god," was all she said before she kissed me and pulled me back to the bed. Joe was on top of Mari, thrusting his fingers into her roughly, and Kim held me as we watched Mari cum again. Mari's vocal aerobics shook the walls again as she came a second time, right on top of her first one. She seemed to cum for minutes before she finally stopped thrusting her hips against Joe's aggressive hand. "Wow," Kim said, looking at me. "Is she always this loud?" "I'd like to think so," I replied, smiling. "I have no doubt, then." Kim grinned as she kissed me, pushing me to my knees. She crawled in front of me and took me in her mouth again, egging me on to thrust. I did so - watching as Mari laid Joe on the bed and then knelt between his legs again. I grabbed Kim's perfect ass with both hands and pushed forward gently, barely containing my arousal as Mari began to stroke Joe's thick cock.I heard Kim sucking me wetly, accepting my thrusts as Joe moaned with approval as Mari gave him a masterful hand job, puckering her lips around the head of his cock as she stroked him. My head swam for ten minutes, watching my wife and feeling Joe's. I was near the edge when Joe screamed out his arrival. Kim flipped around quickly, eager to watch her husband's pleasure, and slid a hand down to cup his balls just as he erupted. His first shot a foot into the air. Mari moaned, "YESSS!" as he came - excited at the sight of his orgasm. His hips thrust slightly as the rest of his orgasm ran down his cock and over Mari's still-pumping fist. He lay there - satisfied - and Kim turned, grinning, back to me. The only difference is that this time - so did Mari. I had four lustful eyes looking at me hungrily, and I knew that one of my favorite fantasies was going to come true. I was pushed back into the pillow and watched as a blond and brunette devoured my cock - neither of them losing steam. One would suck my balls while the other pistoned on my hot shaft - then they'd switch - dancing their tongues up either side of me as they went... "This is a vision you'll never forget," Joe chattered - coming back to his senses. I quietly agreed with him, watching as they pleasured me - unable to drink it in enough. Just the sight was enough to make me cum... The sensation of two talented tongues, two eager mouths, brought me closer to the edge than I ever thought possible... Joe seemed to agree, now standing at the side of the bed stroking a resurrected erection. But - I was the first to see them kiss...And it was almost too much... Kim and Mari's tongues soon discovered each other and left my cock to pursue each other. I was remarkably okay with that. Kim and Mari's passionate lip lock was more than Joe could handle. "Oh my god," he said to Mari. "I had no idea you were into that." "I wasn't," Mari said truthfully - and then quickly returned to what she swears was one of the best kissers she'd ever known. I joined Joe in the perverse ritual, not caring if they ever touched me again - as long as they didn't stop touching each other. Their hands fondled each other, their tongues twisted together... And the room seemed to heat up by twenty degrees. I'd never thought I'd see my wife so wild for another woman, but there they were, wrapped together, making out like high school kids. The scene proved to be too much, and Joe yelled out Mari's name. Mari moved over beneath him, her tongue out and eager, just as Joe came again. If it is possible, his second orgasm seemed larger than his first, streaming into Mari's open mouth in jet after jet. And that was enough for me... I knelt over Kim and let go of her waiting tongue. She excitedly swallowed what she caught - what she didn't streamed down her cheeks as I jerked out the last of my orgasm and collapsed beside her...I remember Joe leaving and coming back with a glass of pop for all of us to share, but for the life of me, I don't remember much else. We all lay together for a while - talking again like old friends and laughing. The biggest difference this time was being able to watch breasts jiggle with every well-told joke or story. We exchanged e-mails, hugs, and kisses... But I wasn't offered the shirt...When we finally left - the club owner was cleaning up, barely beating the sun, which would be showing itself soon. One of the staff smiled at us and said somewhat meekly, "You guys sounded great." I suppose she's right - a perfect encounter inspires some wonderful loudness. The night was a surprise from the start - we'd done more than we'd ever expected and made friends on top of it. And it was one of those friendships that inspired me to surprise Mari with one last step in her now complete emergence.

It has been quite a few years since we have been able to get away for our anniversary and we finally planned a week away for just ourselves at the beach. We decided to go during the late summer when my wife's parents could watch the kids during summer break. We had a lot of anticipation and excitement leading up to it and left early on a Saturday morning to be able to fully enjoy our first day. We had an early check in for the room and got up there before noon and decided to get ourselves settled before going down to the pool area. We splurged and had an ocean-facing balcony so when my wife was unpacking I went out to take a look. When I came back in she was standing there laughing as she held a 24 pack of condoms and looked at me and said, "We are here for 6 days, this might be a bit much." I smiled and said, "Just wanted to make sure I had enough." Of course she couldn't let it go by without responding, "You know, if you just had a vasectomy, we wouldn't need these anymore at all." I replied, "I know, I know." So we finished unpacking and she changed into her bathing suit. We are both 38 and have pretty nice bodies but for her, she doesn't enjoy wearing a bikini anymore. She is 5'6" cute brunette with long hair, a firm sexy ass and soft 36D tits. She changed into a sexy suit none the less, it was kind of like a bikini at the top but with an added amount that covered her stomach. I didn't mind as I could still admire her breasts. When we got to the pool area we went right to the bar and the drinks kept flowing. We laid by the pool, walked by the beach and spent some time in the water but mostly just had drinks in our hands. On the way back to the room we stopped by the front desk and bought a few 6-packs for the fridge in the room. We walked up to the room carrying our beer and as soon as we got inside we put the beers down and started really kissing, then she pulled away and said to save it for later because she wanted to have a few drinks on the balcony. I hand her one and she goes out on the balcony while I put the others in the fridge. Then I walk out and hear her talking to someone, that's when I saw that the room next door had an adjoining balcony. He was a younger guy named Jeremy and was having a pleasant conversation so I offered him a beer and then sat down. We talked for a while and it was a lot of fun and my wife then made a comments and said, "You must be having so much fun with all these young sexy girls on the beach." He just laughed and said that he enjoyed some of the sights. I jumped in and responded, "I like what I get to look at" and got an eye roll from my wife. My wife said she wished she still had the body she used to have, especially the perky tits. Without thinking I reached over and grabbed a tit and said that they were great. I expected her to swat my hand away but she left it there and said I only liked them because I was stuck with them. I immediately looked at Jeremy and asked if he thought they were nice too and he just smiled and said he didn't mind looking at them. This is when I realized that the drinks had really hit her because she stood up and leaned over, squeezing them together with her hands saying, "They might look good from this angle." She bent over a little too far and fell into his lap and they both started laughing. She collapsed on her knees in front of him and looked at him and asked, "Do you really think they look nice?". He insisted yes and she still argued that he was just saying it to be nice. So I leaned forward and reached around and grabbed her top and pulled it open with her tits spilling out. "Now he can see them and I know he likes them," I said. He said they looked so nice and soft and that he really did think they were nice. She told him how sweet he was and that she wanted to make sure he got a nice view of them and I sat and watched as she reached forward and pulled his swim trunks to his ankles. I sat speechless ash she leaned forward and squeezed her tits around his dick slowly tit fucking his cock to make him hard. As she did it she asked if her tits were as soft as they looked and if he enjoyed the way her big areolas looked on her big tits. "Those are the most suckable nipples I have ever seen," he responded. She quickly stood up and pushed one of her tits in his mouth and his hands immediately went to her ass and he effortlessly slid her bottoms off. As he was sucking her nipples back and forth he was also rubbing her pussy and driving her wild. She spread her legs open wide enough to straddle him and sat down on his lap with his dick in between them. He was really enjoying her tits and I know how much that turns her on and how crazy he was driving her. It was then that she leaned forward dragging her pussy along his dick then letting the tip touch her pussy as she started working her way down on it. At this moment is when I noticed just how big he was, she was about halfway down and working it up and down inside her but he wanted more. He grabbed her ass and started pulling her down onto his dick. She moaned, "Oh my god I am so full. You are so deep. This is stretching me out so much. God keep going". When she said keep going is when he thrust his hips upward and went all the way inside her. She was just moaning "Oh fuck me!" over and over as she rode his dick through an orgasm. She was really pushing down to get it all inside her when I saw him grab hold of her ass and clench up and I knew he was cumming. She got up right after and walked inside the room and I didn't know how she felt about what just happened. She was only gone for a minute and came back with a beer and handed it to Jeremy. Then she turned and got on her knees in front of me and pulled my pants down to see my already hard dick. She sat on my lap like she did his and had my dick pushed between us. She was kissing me deeply and then kissing my neck and told me to close my eyes. So I did and and the next thing she did was slide back a little and then I feel her touch my dick. She kind of giggled as she unrolled a condom onto me then got on top and pushed my dick inside her. She was riding me and told me that since I brought condoms that I needed to use them. She kept talking and said: "Wow, doesn't this feel so strange to get sloppy seconds while wearing a condom. Jeremy made my pussy all loose and sloppy for you." I couldn't think with how wild this situation was. She looked at me and continued, "You know he hasn't even kissed me and I have his cum in my pussy." With that I tensed up and came in the condom. She went inside the room and laid down in bed and fell asleep immediately. Jeremy and I finished our beers and then both went to our rooms. I laid in bed for hours replaying what just happened as she slept soundly through to the morning.

Going up to this particular concert had become a ritual amongst friends. It was like a rite of passage into the summer. We would all gather around, have drinks, play music, eat great food and dance as our pre-show warm up. Over the years, things always seemed to get wild, but this year by far took the cake. We had packed a pool this time. After filling it to everyone's disbelief, the real party began. Couple upon couple jumped in this pool to cool off before the show. Something about wet t-shirts and alcohol that makes an evening turn for sure. Jenni had been our friend for several years, and had always seemed standoffish towards me. As the night progressed, so did her behavior. She told me how she thought I had the most beautiful eyes, and a smile that wouldn't quit. I told my husband how nice she was being, and he set his motions in gear. All he ever wanted was a threesome. I had always been skeptical thinking that I would love it as I was in the moment, but the next day could I face everyone. Another shot of vodka, and I secretly found myself loving her compliments. She was also married with kids, but that didn't seem to slow down her fiestiness. "You have the prettiest long blonde hair," she said to me as she brushed it out of my face. "You don't mind if I just rub my fingers through it for a little while?" Unsure of what to do I just stood there and let her talk. She proceeded to tell me how she was afraid to come around me because she had often thought of me. She said she imagined what it would be like to have my long legs wrapped around her face. To that comment my husband jumped right in. This, after all was what he was waiting for throughout our marriage. Jenni said, "you have the most beautiful lips. Have they ever been kissed by another woman?" I replied no to which she responded would you ever? My husband had played a bit of reverse psychology and said I was straight laced and would never do anything like that. I replied if you wanted to kiss me I wouldn't stop you. She placed one hand behind my head and slowly approached my lips. I was trembling with fear (mixed with a secretive excitement). She leaned in and softly brushed her lips across mine. The crowd of friends cheered wildly, which only seemed to intensify the moment. When she pulled back she said, lets do that again. She leaned in this time and slowly caressed my lips with hers, gently placing her tongue inside my mouth. I could feel the wetness multiply between my legs as I longed for more to happen. Next thing I know, Jenni and my husband were exchanging secrets. I saw a look of excitement appear on his face and I knew my secret desires were about to be fulfilled. We entered the limo that another couple had come in. She asked me if I wanted another kiss, to which I leaned forward and gave her the answer. My husband watched as the two of us slid our lips, ever so gentle around each others faces. She reached down my neck, traveled along my shoulder and caught the strap of my shirt with her fingers. She slowly pulled my top down, and carefully removed my breast. She took one look and said, "I knew you would have the most beautiful nipples. I can't tell you how many times I imagined sucking on them. Do you mind if I fulfill my dream?" I looked at my husband who couldn't contain himself. He started kissing me, as Jenni started kissing my breasts. She played around my nipples with her tongue. Slowly taking them in her mouth then gently biting on them. The arousal level of having a girl massaging my chest while my husband kissed me was too much to handle. Next thing I knew there was a hand down between my legs. I had assumed my husband was playing around, when I notice both his hands were by my face. I let out a slow moan as Jenni was exploring around my soaking wet pussy. I couldn't believe this was happening. I was dying for her to take her fingers and put them inside me. She was a tease, going around and around to finally I moaned please touch my pussy. Jenni slid her fingers inside me and said, "You are soaking. It is so hot and inviting. Why doesn't your husband fuck you? I'll take him and show him what to do." Next thing I know she was reaching for his cock. "My god, he's so big. No wonder why you never go anywhere." I thought he would instantly explode. He kept saying, "Go easy. I want this to last. I don't want to come yet." She was back to sucking on my tits, as my husband fucked me harder and harder. I couldn't contain myself. I placed my hand down by my pussy to finish myself off. The intensity was killing me. I wanted her to go down and taste my pussy so bad, but I didn't have the courage to ask her. So with my husband's cock thrusting in and out of me, Jenni sucking on my hard nipples, and my hand around my pussy, a finger slowly entered my anus. I looked at my husband, and then over to Jenni. She had this grin on her face, "I can't fuck you, but I can play with your ass for a little." With all of the strength inside me, I exploded like I never had before. It was the most incredible orgasm I had ever had (to date). The three of us just fell back and started laughing. Jenni leaned over and said, "Next time that pussy's all mine..." We all stumbled out of the limo and went inside to the concert. Let me tell you, no show could compare to the one that took place in the limo that night. I can only hope that she doesn't go back on her word...

It all started innocently enough. We had already been married five wonderful years the first time my wife responded enthusiastically to a lewd comment I made about a barley-covered beachcomber on the Southern California beach we frequent. While it was not uncommon for me to comment on the lovely summer scenery found at the beach, until this occasion my wife would only laugh adoringly at my incessant horniness. She was not the jealous type, one of the many attributes that attracted me to her in the first place. We were an incredible match in every possible way. If I believed in the concept of soul-mates, I would insist that she was mine! Cathy has a wild streak, but she is overall quite conservative. She has a great body, but she keeps it tastefully covered (unless we’re at the beach). She is right-leaning when it comes to politics, yet she cares about things like eradicating poverty and environmental issues. Until I met Cathy, I thought the term "compassionate conservative", was just a myth. Now I know better. Don’t get me wrong, Cathy is no prude. When it comes to the bedroom, she is a world class Olympian. She really knows how to "get her freak on". There is very little that we have not tried together. By our five year anniversary we had experienced every position in the book, created a few more, and even dabbled into the realms deviant sexual behavior from time-to-time. I often worship at the altar of her amazing ass, and she enjoys attending social events among family and friends with my cum secretly leaking out of her freshly fucked pussy. She may be conservative-leaning, but Cathy is no prude. That leads me back to the beach. I had just made a comment about a really attractive girl in a thong being so hot that it should get even her juices flowing. I was being sarcastic, because I knew that Cathy had never really been with another woman. She had come close once, in college, but that incident ended after some heavy petting when the other girl slipped a finger past the band of my future wife’s bikini and stroked the length of her slit a few times. That’s when sensory overload hit. It was just too much for Cathy, even with the buzz she had going, and she broke up that party just when it was about to get good. That’s why I was flabbergasted when Cathy agreed, the sight of this beautiful woman really did get her juices flowing. I was startled beyond words, and my face must have showed it. She looked over at me with a coy little smile and asked, "What?" I couldn’t tell initially if she was just messing with me, so I held my breath and peered at her inquisitively. Low and behold, she dropped the coy little smile, averted her eyes, and started to blush. She wasn’t kidding! My mind was racing with the implications of what such a revelation could mean, but that didn’t mean I was going to say anything stupid and kill the moment. I smiled and acknowledged Cathy’s comment with a kiss to the forehead and we resumed our walk along the beach. After a slight pause in the conversation, I asked Cathy what it was about that woman that turned her on? She told me that she didn’t know exactly. She was ahead of us now, walking in the same direction, so we both had a good look at her ample, beautifully sculpted ass. Was it her tits? Was it her ass? Was it her beautiful Polynesian features? Was it her raw sexuality? "That’s it," she replied. "It’s not just that incredible body, it’s the raw sensuality." We watched the womanly sway of her hips as she sauntered along ahead of us. "I bet she’d get wet too, just knowing that you are checking her out," I postulated. "Whatever." "No, I mean it," I replied. "I absolutely bet she would get sexually excited if she knew that you had never really been with a woman, yet she turns you on." "Too bad you don’t have anything worth betting," replied Cathy with that coy smile returning to her lips. Now, I knew that she was just being playful at this point, but it pained me to let this opportunity pass by without actually doing something to take advantage of my wife’s sexual state. "What if I did?" I asked. "What if I did have something worth betting?" I had just upped the stakes, and I watched Cathy out of the corner of my eye to gauge her reaction. "Oh, I don’t know..." Her voice remained playful, unsure of where I was going with all of this. I, on the other hand, was sure. I knew exactly where this could go. I decided to go all-in. "Let’s make a bet," I offered. "That depends," she said. Her eyebrows were arched inquisitively, so I proceeded. "Let me go tell her," I said flatly. "If she isn’t interested, I’ll buy you that obscenely expensive purse you’ve been dying to get." I had calculated correctly. Her jaw gaped open as she grasped the reality of what I was proposing. She could tell this was no longer just a game. I meant it. "And if I lose?" she asked. "Then we go wherever the moment takes us," I said in the most loving voice I could muster. There was no sarcasm, no challenge, no guilt-trip, nothing even blatantly sexual. There was only the thinly veiled hope of a desperately horny husband plying away the thin layers between love and lust. I looked deeply into her eyes and found my answer. I found mountains moving and closely held morals being challenged, but mostly I saw raw lust. She wanted this, and she knew that I knew. I gave her a passionate but brief open-mouthed kiss and leaped forward, to catch up to this woman who now held my fate in her hands. I had only made it a few steps though, when I heard my wife call out, "The matching shoes too!" I didn’t slow my pace, but waved my hand over my head in acknowledgment. What the hell, it was worth the extra couple hundred bucks. It seemed like a risk worth taking. She could have got a lot more than that out of me at that moment. The woman had moved further ahead of us during our exchange, and I sprinted ahead to catch up to her. As I ran, I tried to form a plan. What would I say? What could I possibly say to win this woman’s trust long enough to let my wife catch up? That was the key, I decided. Just engage her long enough to let my beautiful wife catch up... "Hello!" I called out as I drew closer. I had moved up higher on the beach, away from the water’s edge where she was walking, so as not to startle her by coming from directly behind her. She still started a bit, but not so much that it scared her. "Hello," she replied inquisitively. Her voice was honey. Well, I’ll spare you the details of our exact conversation, but I was able to get a conversation started. I even managed to keep it from being overly awkward. By the time my wife caught up, I had established that this woman was from the area, that she was still a college student, and that her name was Kali. She was a bit older than most college students on account of her foreign travels, which she prioritized ahead of her schooling. As my wife approached, I finally tried to bring the conversation to it’s real purpose. "Well Kali," I said. "This is my wife Cathy." She smiled and stuck out her hand in friendly greeting. What a sight these two were together. Cathy is half-Latina. Her grandparents hail from Spain via Mexico. Like most anyone though, there is a lot of other blood mixed in along the way. She is not an overly "ethnic" looking Latina, but a pleasant mix of all that is good about Latin women. She has beautiful hips, dark hair with a bit of natural curl, and the most beautiful olive colored blemish-free skin. On top of her natural beauty, she is relatively athletic with long legs and beautifully defined calves. She has full D cup breasts and the most amazing sultry eyes that burn with unbridled lust when she is really turned on. She had that look now. Kali was much shorter than my wife. She was only about five feet three inches tall (160.0 cm) to Cathy’s five feet seven inches (170.2 cm) of height. But that was where the differences ended. Kali had beautiful long black straight hair, beautiful olive skin, and what I estimated were full perky C-cup tits. Her eyes were also dark and sensual, and I couldn’t help but notice that her nipples fought the thin fabric of her bikini for release. She was positively edible. I fought to reign in my thoughts. The moment of truth was upon us, and I suddenly felt the full weight of how the next few moments could change my life. I concentrated all my thoughts now to formulate this incredibly straight forward question. "Um... Well, um... Listen Kali, my wife thinks you’re incredibly attractive and she, I mean we, we wanted to know if you’d be interested in coming back to our place for drinks later?" I stuttered. Her expression changed almost imperceptibly, but I distinguished a small smile turning up the very corners of her mouth. She took a step back away from where Cathy and I stood side by side, and took a slow look up and down each of our bodies. The moment seemed to last several minutes. Then, without a word, she began a very slow and deliberate circle around us. We held as still as stone statues while she drank in every curve and angle of my wife’s body, then mine. She moved like a lioness, like a huntress sizing up her prey. We hardly breathed. Complete erotic silence drowned out the sound of the small waves breaking on the beach just meters away from us. We were alone in the universe, except for this goddess who moved around us with all the sensuality of a temptress. She moved within a breath of my wife. Looking up into Cathy’s eyes her countenance demanded that Cathy meet her gaze. "Is this true?" she asked. "Is this something YOU want?" Cathy stared deeply into Kali’s eyes. When she finally spoke, it was only a whisper. "Yes," she replied. Kali leaned in and kissed my wife seductively on her upper neck, just behind her ear. She was searching, demanding to know if this was my desire or her own. My wife’s entire body wavered in response, almost collapsing into the sand. Her eyes searched Kali’s for a few moments, locked in a lustful gaze with a woman she had only met mere moments before. Then she reiterated her reply more forcefully. "Yes," she repeated. The next few moments were a blur of planning. We both had vehicles parked at the beach which couldn’t be left. She took my wallet from me and handed me her car keys. I was shocked at the familiarity with which she waved and said, "See you at the house." Then she pointed out her car, visible from the beach, linked arms with my wife, and walked away back down the beach toward our vehicle. "Hey, what if I get pulled over?" I asked. "I won’t have any ID!" "Then you’d better not get pulled over," she laughingly replied. I stood rooted to the sand as I watched two of the most amazing asses I’d ever laid eyes on saunter up the beach. My mind was racing as I headed to her car. It was a nice vehicle, and very clean. I opened up the door and sat down in the driver seat. I adjusted the seat and mirrors, and then paused to clear my head. I couldn’t believe this was really happening. I took in a deep breath, trying to catch the sent of this beautiful woman who was heading back to my house with my wife for a sexual escapade. There could be no question about anyone’s intention. This was a date for three. I rubbed the armrest of Kali’s vehicle, ran my hands around the steering wheel, and took in another deep breath of the woman I was about to fuck. This was her domain, her private place. My presence here violated her private space, and consented to a kind of intimacy that we had not yet shared. I spotted a gym bag behind the seat and pulled it out. She wouldn’t mind, how could she? She had trusted this to me and was at this moment headed to my house to fuck my wife. I unzipped the bag slowly and peeled back the sides to reveal its contents. Right there on top was a sports bra, a pair of short spandex shorts, and a tiny little thong panty. My hormones were raging out of control. I justified this minor intrusion with the thought that she may already be making out with my beautiful wife somewhere along the way. With thoughts of the amazing sex I planned to have with this woman named Kali in mere minutes, I raised the entire bag up to level of my chest and bent my face down to inhale the scent of her. I could feel slight dampness on the clothes, and assumed that she must have worked out on her way to the beach. Despite the fact that they had been used the clothes smelt fresh and clean, if a bit salty. I sat the bag on the seat beside me and started the car. I didn’t want to miss anything back at the house. The twenty five minute drive to my house was excruciating. My cock was at full attention the entire way. I kept rubbing myself through my shorts, amazed at how quickly everything was happening. I was as sexually charged as I could ever remember being. I desperately wanted to just stop the car and rub one out, but I couldn’t imagine wasting a single stroke with two beautiful women on their way to my house. I picked up the thong from beside me on the seat. It was a very lightweight material, which had pretty much dried already. I brought it up to my nose as I drove, inhaling the scent of her pussy, and the saltiness of her workout. I sat it down and rubbed my cock some more through my shorts. A minute passed, then two. I picked up the panties again, inhaling deeply the scent of the pussy that I was about to fuck. I slowly turned the panty in my hand, exposing that place where it rubbed against her outer pussy lips during her workout routine. I raised it to my lips and kissed it softly. I lowered it again, realizing the extent of my debauchery. I raised it to my face again, inhaling, and this time lost all inhibitions. I reached out my tongue to taste Kali’s pussy for the very first time, pressing it roughly against the moist fabric. She tasted as I knew she would, sweet and salty and angelic. My entire body shuddered with what I can only describe as a pre-orgasm. I didn’t come, but my entire body trembled with pleasure as I tasted the sweet essence of Kali’s delicious pussy. I’m not exactly sure how, but I actually ended up arriving at home a minute or two before the girls. I stowed the gym bag back behind the seat and locked up her car in my driveway. I went inside and picked up a bit, but I mostly just walked around in circles. I couldn’t keep my thoughts straight. I wanted this in the worst way. I opened a bottle of wine just as they came in the door. Kali took the glass I offered her and tasted a sip. She smiled, thanked me, and raised up on her toes to give me a little peck on the cheek. I gave her my most suave smile and graciously stepped back into a bow. "Welcome to our home," I said. Kali giggled and thanked me. Then she walked over to the open cupboard where I keep the alcohol and took down a small unopened bottle of Jack Daniels that was in plain sight. She opened the bottle, raised it high, and exclaimed, "Here’s to a wild evening." With that she took a nice sized swig and looked directly at Cathy. "Can you show me to the shower?" she asked. I interrupted by asking the girls if they wouldn’t rather enjoy the hot tub first? They evening breeze was just starting to blow in across the coastal foothills and all agreed it would be great to enjoy the early evening out on the porch while I ordered a delivery of Chinese food. As they headed outside, I took a moment to reflect. While this was a totally new and exhilarating experience for us, I could finally feel myself beginning to relax. I was in my own home now, in my element, with two beautiful women waiting for me in the hot tub. I called in our dinner request. Life was good. I took a deep breath, poured a new glass of wine, and headed outside to join Kali and Cathy. I maneuvered through the door, glass of wine in one hand and boom box in the other. I thought a little music would help set the mood. I pulled the screen closed as I turned, only to realize that no mood-setting would be required. For the first time since I’d known her, I observed my wife in an erotic embrace with another woman. My heart instantly began racing to pump blood toward my nether region. They were topless, and Kali had my wife pinned, her back against the hot tub. This caused Kali’s ass to float up high, peaking out of the water, and it was obvious that she wore nothing at all. Not wanting to spoil the moment, I hung back. I was observing the most passionate open-mouth kisses I had ever seen. These girls were on fire. It only took a few moments of observation before I felt my cock straining to be free of my shorts. For some reason, I didn’t feel like I wanted Kali to see my cock for the first time while at full mast, so I quietly slipped off my shorts and shirt and slid into the water behind them. Once I was safely in, I pressed the button to start the air jets. Both girls let out a little squeal as they were shocked back into reality by the now swirling water. They both giggled as Kali tore herself away from my wife and turned to look at me. She was low down in the water, and she smiled as she turned her whole body to face me. Looking back over her shoulder, she asked my wife, "So is he fair game too?" Now it was my turn to be shocked as I realized that we had never discussed my involvement in that brief conversation on the beach. I had never considered that I might only be an observer, not a participant. I looked over the back of Kali’s head to my beautiful wife, and gave her my best casual smile. Despite my easy smile, my whole body was tense as I waited for her reply. She took a moment to consider, then nodded her head up and down in reply. As Kali turned back to face me, we both heard my wife offer the qualification, "Just take it slow, ok. We’ve never done anything like this before." Kali slowly inched her way closer to me until we were face to face. I could feel her breath on my mouth. I leaned in to kiss her sweet lips, but she gave a playful smile and backed away, just out of reach. "Come here Cathy," she called. Cathy maneuvered her way around us and drew in close. Kali’s eyes never left mine. She was so close I could feel the warmth of her breath on my face. "I am going to kiss your husband now Cathy," she said. "I’m going to kiss him, and before I leave here I am going to fuck both of your brains out. He was yours before I came here, and he will be yours when I leave. I am not in love with your husband, but for the next few hours I am going to treat him like my King. Is that ok with you Cathy?" I turned my head ever so slightly to look at my adoring wife. This was it then, the final barrier to the most erotic experience of my life. It was not until I saw Cathy begin to shake her head in a yes motion that I realized I was holding my breath. My eyes rolled back in my head as Kali leaned in and kissed my lips. Her lips were soft and sweet. Neither of us opened our mouths, yet our lips found their way around and in between each other until she slowly pulled away from me, dragging my lips with her until they finally stretched to the maximum and sprung free. This woman was a vixen. It was entirely obvious that she was no stranger to ways of sex and intimacy. At that moment, I would not have doubted that she was a Kama Sutra master. Turning from me, she rose out of the water in order to meet my wife’s embrace. For the first time I got a decent look at Kali’s naked breasts. They were breathtaking. I realized that I was right in my initial observation. Kali was at least a full c-cup, maybe larger. Her breasts sat high and full on her chest, without hanging out to much to the sides. They were spectacular. Her nipples were another phenomenon completely. Her aureola were dark, almost brown in color, and about the size of a silver dollar. They formed perfect circles around the most the most amazing nipples I ever had the pleasure of observing. They poked out so far from her tits they looked like little phallic entities. These were not merely erect nipples, they were obscenities, begging desperately for my attention. I unwound myself from Kali and moved across the hot tub to where she and my wife had resumed their passionate erotic kissing. They were facing each other and both were high up in the water. Their breasts pressed together, nipples almost touching as their tongues dances in and out of each others mouths. I was hungry to join them both, but hesitant to interfere. Instead, I moved my body in alignment behind Kali and pressed up against her. My hard cock stood up at full attention and I nestled it lengthwise into the crack of her ass as I pressed closer. She moaned into Cathy’s mouth as she felt the length of my cock nestled against her ass. My hands roamed her body feverishly, starting down in the water on the outside of her thighs. I stroked upward tenderly, but urgently, pressing my hands to that place where our body met and kneading the sides of her ass. My fondling continued, moving forward and continuing upward across her abs until the back of my hands met the underside of her heavy breasts. My balls ached with need as I turned my hands over and cupped the undersides of her gorgeous rack. Kali and Cathy continued their erotic foreplay and I reached forward with my fingertips to trace the place where their tits pressed together. My lips played tenderly across Kali’s back and neck, provoking her sexual advances to my wife. I reached further with my fingers grasping beyond the full weight of my wife’s tits until I held the weight of both Kali and Kathy’s tits together in my hands. Then Kali moved down my wife’s body, across her neck and lower, to my wife’s magnificent rack. It was not so perky as Kali’s, but what it lacked in perkiness it made up for in size. Kali moaned as she took my wife’s nipple into her mouth and began to suckle. Her other hand grasped at one of her own obscene nipples, pulling it away from her body. I noted that she was not tender with her own nipple as she was with Cathy’s and tucked that tidbit of knowledge away for later use. I moved around Kali then, and up along side her, where I had equal access to my wife’s beautiful body. I took my wife’s other nipple into my mouth, grasping it firmly between my tongue and the roof of my mouth in the way that I know she loves. I began to nurse her nipple, pulling it slowly away from her body and letting the underside drag along my tongue. My hands roamed around her body. Finding her supple ass cheeks, I dug my fingers into her in a way that expressed my control over her. She moaned loudly and let her head roll back in total release as Kali and I continued our assault on my wife’s beautiful tits. After a short time, Kali reached under Cathy, directing my wife up and out of the water into a sitting position on the side of the hot tub. She gasped in amazement as Kali moved into position between her thighs, licking her way closer and closer to my wife’s amazing snatch. Of course, I had seen my wife in this position many times over the years, but I had been the one dancing my tongue across her thighs to her most private and tender recesses. Never, since the day I first kissed her, had another person taken these freedoms with the woman I loved more than my own life. I moved up beside Cathy, placing my left arm behind her for support. I placed my mouth near her nipple again, and began to tease it with light strokes. I buried my face into the outside of her right tit, letting the scruff of my five o’clock shadow drag across her tender skin, adding another sensation to the many she was already experiencing. Her breathing was deep and ragged. My right hand moved upward, cupping her left tit momentarily as it continued upward toward her gorgeous face. I raised up out of the water then, just enough to reach and lovingly kiss her forehead. Then I settled back down just enough to meet her eye to eye. Her eyes were glazed with lust in a way that every husband dreams about. I moved closer, until our lips met. With my tongue, I coaxed open her mouth and engaged her in one of the most expressive kisses we have ever shared, then or now. My right hand stroked her cheek lovingly as I tried to convey all the passion I was experiencing through the medium of our kiss. After a few moments, Cathy arched her back violently, throwing her weight back against my left arm. At first, I thought she was experiencing a tremendous orgasm, but after a few moments I realized that Kali had merely stopped teasing Cathy’s pussy with her tongue, and finally buried her face into her cunt. I was electrified as I watched Kali virtually assault my wife’s pussy. There seemed to be a methodic approach to her maddening attack, solidifying my belief that Kali was indeed a vixen, well-practiced in the art of pussy-licking Cathy’s thrashing continued, and I braced myself to ensure she did not topple backward over the edge of the hot tub. I recognized that she was indeed on the verge of orgasm and moved lower to renew my assault on her tits. Kali did not let up as Cathy began to shudder Her groans began to rapidly rise in pitch as a massive orgasm overtook her. She trembled against my waning strength and suddenly threw herself downward, into the water as her full orgasm overtook her. Kali moved down with her into the water, cradling her into her arms and whispering intimate and loving praises into her ear as Cathy shook and whimpered her way through one of the longest orgasms I had ever observed. We all sat still, enjoying the quiet afterglow of Cathy’s orgasm when I thought I heard the faint yelling of someone over by the side gate. “Hello, delivery. Anyone home?” the voice said as it rose in volume.“Oh, shit,” I exclaimed. “I forgot, the Chinese food...” I leaped from the water and grabbed for the nearest towel as I yelled, “Coming.”After tracking down a few dollars for a tip, and apologizing profusely for not answering the door, I returned to the porch in time to find my wife and Kali getting out of the hot tub. The after effects of Cathy’s lovemaking was apparent as she moved slowly across the patio to me. She went up on to her tip toes and gave me a meaningful but brief kiss on the lips. She smiled and said, “I’m going to need about a week to recover from that.” We all laughed and Cathy continued into the house with Kali close behind.Kali stopped and went up on to her tiptoes, just as Cathy had. She looked up at me and said in a very challenging voice, “I’m going to be needing some relief now.” She smiled a sultry, lustful smile and leaned in for a mouth-watering cock-raising kiss. After about a minute, she broke free from our kiss and continued her demands. Looking me straight in the eye commanded, “Fuck me hard. I want to be used.” Well, this was all so new to me that if she hadn’t said so, I would have tried to prolong the moment by taking her tenderly, just as she had my wife. I had lost my hard-on while dealing with the delivery guy, but between the kiss and her words, I had definitely risen to the challenge. The thoughts of her illicit coupling with my wife fueled my thoughts as I roughly grabbed a handful of her hair and jerked her head back. Not until I get a little something first. I reached up with my other hand and grabbed her shoulder, pushing her down onto her knees. I wasn’t forceful, but I let her know who was really going to be calling the shots. She peered up at me with a look of satisfaction as she centered herself directly in front of my raging cock. I had played my cards just right. Kali opened her mouth as wide as she could and took my cock directly to the back of her throat until she gagged. Only then did she close her mouth around the rest of my manhood, resting the entire underside of my cock on the length of her tongue. Her earlier words came back to me then, echoing in my head,“I’m going to treat him like a King.” My wife is a good cocksucker, but Kali played in a league of her own. I had never before experienced the sensations that she was giving me as she occasionally looked up to meet my eyes in a search of approval. Of course, she knew her own abilities, yet it was obvious to me that she found pleasure in the pleasure of others. It was not approval she sought, but pleasure, both mine and hers. I was startled from these thoughts as my wife’s voice broke the erotic silence. “You won’t be able to get him to cum in your mouth,” she said. Kali seemed to take this as a challenge, rather than as a statement of fact. She began bouncing her face on my cock with renewed abandon, bottoming out in the back of her throat. My wife was right, whether Kali knew it or not. I also derive pleasure from giving it to others. So strong is that feeling that I rarely, if ever, cum before my woman. However, I wasn’t going to pass on her enthusiasm and willingness to deep throat my cock! I grabbed the back of Kali’s head and slowed her rhythm, forcing her to hold my cock deep in her throat for long amounts of time. She would swallow my cock into her throat, and I would hold her there as she repeatedly gagged. Cathy was not a huge fan of gagging herself, but I know that it had turned her on to watch women gagging on cocks while surfing the internet, so I was not surprised to see her paying careful attention as Kali repeatedly choked on my manhood.Cathy had a carton of stir-fry open and sat cross-legged on the floor in front of the coffee table, chopsticks in her right hand and her left tit in the other. She was slowly rubbing her nipple between her index finger and her thumb, a permanent look of satisfaction affixed to her face. When she saw I was looking at her, she smiled lovingly and took another bite of her food. I returned her smile, and said, “I going to need a condom.” “Oh, shit,” she replied. She hopped up (apparently feeling renewed), and hurriedly headed upstairs to get the goods. I watched her sexy body as she left the room, and felt an overwhelming thankfulness for the amazing woman that she was. Not only was she beautiful and sexy and amazing, she was going to get me a condom so I could fuck another beautiful woman. I looked down at Kali and smiled as she looked at me inquisitively. “What’s wrong sweetie?” I asked. She dislodged my cock from her throat and asked, “Are you getting close baby?” Now, technically, I lied. I was getting close, and despite the fact Cathy said I wouldn’t, I was tempted to blow a load right down this girls throat. The truth was, I could have held out a bit more if I wanted to though. She was amazingly good at sucking cock, but I had a reputation to uphold. “Not even close,” I lied. She licked my balls one last time, taking each one into her mouth and rolling it gently with her skilled tongue. I caressed her shoulders and directed her to stand up before me. As Cathy reentered the room with condoms in hand, I took Kali into my arms in a tender embrace. I kissed her softly, then held her at arms length and said, “Now I’m going to fuck you silly.” I quickly surveyed the room to decide how I would take her. My wife had resumed her place at the coffee table. I noted with interest that she had also retrieved a DVD from our porn collection, which she was leaning forward to place in the DVD player. I grinned as I considered how amazingly ok she seemed to be with everything that was happening so quickly. I decided to push my luck. “To the coffee table,” I directed Kali. I knelt her on the floor very near to my wife, with her face and upper body over the table. Her gorgeous tits pressed against the magazines that lay at the table’s edge. I spread her legs with my feet, then knelt down behind her. My wife froze as she watched me prepare to fuck this beautiful woman, her next bite halfway up to her mouth. Her mouth hung open as she watched me reach up and cup Kali’s amazingly ripe pussy from behind. Kali let out a sigh, and her body shuddered as I stroked my fingers up and down her slit. She was so wet that she was practically dripping into my cupped hand. I moved forward a bit, so that my cock was directly below her pussy. Then I took my cock in hand and slapped it upward against the entire length of her slit. Kali practically lurched over the table as my cock made initial contact with her lusty cunt. Her elbows were on the table now, supporting her as she readied for my cock to invade her snatch. Her breathing was deepening, her body tensed with anticipation. I licked my hand and covered the head of my cock with moist saliva, so there would be absolutely no discomfort when I pushed my length into Kali. I lined my cock up directly with her pussy and moved withing a hair’s breadth of her sopping entrance. “What about a condom baby?” asked my wife. Kali let out a measured breath just then, thinking that it would be take a second to get a condom from my wife. I smiled at Cathy and exclaimed, “Not yet,”, as I pushed forward with all my strength burying my pussy into Kali’s snatch. The force of my unexpected entrance took Kali’s breath as I plunged into her sopping pussy. For the first time in years, I felt another woman’s pussy wrap around my naked cock, and the shock of it was overwhelming. My body shook with pleasure as I plunged repeatedly into the depths of Kali’s cunt. Cathy’s eyes were big as she stared at the sight of her faithful husband fucking another woman directly before her. I noted her hand had crept down to her pussy, where she had two fingers buried deep in her own snatch. The carton of food had been abandoned on the arm of the couch behind her, which she was leaning back against. Her other hand groped her own breast as she watched this obscene act unfold before her. Kali’s creamy pussy was churning up quite a lather onto my unprotected cock. I pulled all the way out and stood up. “Suck her cream off my cock now baby,” I commanded. Cathy’s eyes got huge as she realized what I wanted. She had never licked another woman’s pussy. She had never tasted another woman’s nectar. She looked up into my eyes, then back down to my cock. She leaned forward as if in a trance until her face was directly before my aching cock. She looked up at me again, opened her mouth wide, and held that position. I grabbed the base of my cock and slapped it against the side of her face. She didn’t move, her mouth stretched into a wide “o”. I grabbed my cock again and slapped the other cheek. Her eyes never left mine. I slowly dragged the length of my cock sideways across her lips, then I leaned down and kissed her. I stood back up and fed my cock into her mouth. Cathy had one hand on my cock while she sucked, and the other hand was squeezing Kali’s nipple and groping her breast. Kali turned and stretched upwards, taking my cock from Cathy’s mouth into her own. She licked along it’s length, tasting her own creamy juices. She and Cathy swirled their tongues around my swollen cock, groaning lustfully. I wanted to fuck Kali, but I was also mesmerized by the sight of my wife tasting another woman’s pussy for the first time by licking pussy juice off my dick. The two continued kissing as I went back on to my knees behind Kali. I slowly pressed the length of my cock into her waiting pussy as she groaned into Cathy’s mouth. I ran my hands upward, along her twisting body, until I found the swell of her breasts. I pressed my palms against her nipples forcefully, moving my hands in circular motions. I began thrusting my cock in and out of her hungry pussy, squeezing her tits together against each other as I did so. She continued making out with my wife as I increased my tempo, simultaneously pinching her nipples between my fingers. I began to twist and pull on Kali’s nipples as my balls began to noisily slap against her clit. Her breathing had grown heavy, punctuated by little squeals of excitement as I pummeled her from behind. I reached further around with my left hand, trying to grope both breasts with it, while I dropped my right to find the little button that I knew would set her off. After a moment, my wife pushed my upper body away from Kali’s, forcing me to release her tits. I followed her lead, still groping around Kali’s front to reach her clit with my right hand. Just then, Cathy nestled up beside Kali and ran her hand down her back. She began kissing the back of Kali’s neck, while her right hand groped Kali’s ass, just inches away from my cock. Then, my amazing wife did something I did not imagine her doing. Her probing fingers worked their way over to Kali’s cute little asshole and began teasing and probing it. That set Kali off and her back arched as she screamed her way through her first orgasm. Fearing I was getting too excited I ripped my cock from Kali’s cunt and stuffed it into my wife’s waiting mouth. This time she attacked it with fervor, licking and sucking at Kali’s cream for all she was worth. I had waited too long, and I felt my balls tightening as my own load readied for release. I stepped back and aimed in the general direction of my wife’s face and tits and began pumping furiously. “That’s right baby, cum for me!” She exclaimed. She opened her mouth wide and tilted her face up to take my load as I pumped cock furiously. A few moments later I did just that. The first shot landed across her face, coating her chin on the right side of her face and stretching across her mouth and nose to just below her eye on the other side. The second shot was lower, on her neck. With the third I did my best to cover her right tit, shaking and smearing what was left on her other. It was a respectable showing.Kali was still recovering from her own orgasm, but was drawn to the scene by my furious grunts as I came all over my wife. She turned to Cathy and lowered herself down to Cathy’s tits, which she lovingly began to clean with her tongue. Meanwhile, Cathy took my shrinking cock back into her mouth, suckling gently on the sensitive head, and occasionally taking the whole length into her warm, wet mouth. I reached down and stroked Kali’s pussy, making her entire body shiver with aftershocks as she continued to clean the cum from my wife’s neck and face. “Looks like we have a long night in store,” I said. “Let’s eat some dinner.” With that the girls gave each other a final kiss and giggled as we untangled ourselves from one another.