Sharing My Wife - Chapter 1

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.