About fifteen years ago, my husband and I began socializing and playing bridge with another couple. After a year, two other couples joined our group, and we began playing together regularly. As our careers changed, we moved to other cities, but luckily we were all within driving distance of each other. We made it a point to get together two or three times a year to play cards. These games ultimately became a weekend event where we would all arrive at one of our homes by noon on Saturday. The girls would shop in the afternoon, and the guys would go out fishing or watch football or basketball. We would have dinner together, and then play bridge well into the early hours of the morning. We all enjoyed good wine, and it became a tradition for us to drink a variety of wines with dinner and as we played cards.

One of the couples in our group had a beautiful home in the woods and added a large hot tub that could seat all eight of us at once. By this time, we had been friends for more than ten years, so when we were invited to bring our swimsuits and hot tub under the stars, no one raised an eyebrow. Everyone enjoyed the hot tub so much that this became our regular spot for gathering.

On the third hot tub occasion, we had been drinking quite heavily and someone joked about skipping the swimsuits and going straight to the hot tub. We all looked at each other and started to take our clothes off. We were all adults what was the harm?

Over the next year, we continued to meet and enjoy our weekend outings of food, drink, bridge and naked hot tubbing. As we grew more comfortable and more daring, people moved around in the tub and hands began to wander. I recall one evening when one guy was fondling my pussy while another was massaging one of my breasts. It was good, friendly fun.

Afterward, I always discussed what went on with my husband, Rob, and we’d get so hot that we would make passionate love. He mentioned several times being jacked off under the water by strange hands he was never sure exactly who was touching him, and that added to his pleasure. In our discussions, we often talked about our fantasies and what would happen if the group really cut loose and did more than just touch each other.

“Who would you want to fuck you?” I asked. I was curious. The girls were all pretty, but I wondered if he had a crush on one in particular.

“Dennis,” he said softly. “I would love to be fucked by Dennis.” His response surprised me, but more than that, his confession turned me on. I wouldn’t have guessed that he was interested in being taken by a man. That got my mind whirring.

One weekend when we all got together, the guys watched football and we girls went shopping. We stopped in a coffee shop for a break and began to discuss our plans for the evening. Somehow the discussion turned to sex, and we started sharing our fantasies and the fantasies of our husbands. I was surprised and pleased to hear that the girls were interested in playing the same way that Rob and I were. We decided to add some spice to the evening and made a detour on the way home, stopping at a sex shop for some naughty supplies.

The evening went as usual, with dinner and bridge, and by the time we were in the hot tub, everyone’d had a bit to drink, and we were all feeling pretty good. There was lots of petting, and then suddenly we launched our plan. Giggling, we told our husbands to get out of the tub and to line up in the living room near the fireplace. At first, the boys were shocked. Clearly, they couldn’t believe we were serious. When we got out first and led the way, they understood that we weren’t fooling around.

Once everyone had dried off, we then told the men they were in for a special treat if they agreed to all of our rules. First, no talking. Second, they would each be blindfolded. Third, their wrists would be tied. Fourth, they would take their direction from the girls, and fifth, if anyone said “stop,” everyone had to stop immediately. Though I had a feeling no one was going to put a halt to these sex games. Everyone looked too excited.

The men had big smiles on their faces, and quickly agreed to all of our terms. We blindfolded them and split them up. George was led to the master bedroom. Martha and Jackie later told me that they tied his wrists to the headboard and took turns riding his cock and having him eat their pussies. Meanwhile in the living room, Sabrina and I tied the hands of Mitch, Dennis, and Rob behind their backs. We then proceeded to lead Rob behind the couch and bend him over it. Sabrina played with Mitch’s cock until it was nice and hard, and then she positioned him so that she could stick his cock into Rob’s mouth. Rob then greedily swallowed down his friend’s dick. Meanwhile, I got some lube, and I greased up Rob’s ass until it was ready for Dennis’s cock. What a sight that was! It was so hot watching the boys fuck and suck each other.

After everyone came, the smell of sex was everywhere. Each girl took her own husband to one of the bedrooms and removed his blindfold.

Rob told me how much he enjoyed having his fantasy fulfilled and then some and then he took me in his arms and we made passionate love. The thought that his mouth had just been around Mitch’s cock drove me wild.

I can’t wait for the next time we play cards because the boys have said that this time, they’re going to be in charge of the post game fun!

Ms. Cecelia T., Albany, New York

My girlfriend, Lynne, is a trim, attractive and intellectually stimulating woman who maintains her perfect figure with at least ten miles each day on her ten speed bike. This is the story of how we got together.

One day last summer, I was walking by her home and saw her weeding her garden. Instantly attracted to her, I stopped and we began a casual conversation. As she knelt to pick up her pruning shears, her blouse fell away from her body and I saw a pair of very firm, well shaped breasts tipped with beautiful salmon colored nipples and large areolas. She was obviously wearing no bra, and I couldn’t take my eyes away from the beautiful sight before me.

After I had helped her gather her gardening tools, she offered me an iced tea. In the shade of her rustic gazebo, we talked of many things, and though sex didn’t enter the conversation, it never left my mind. The quick glimpse of those gorgeous tits left me wanting more, so I invited her to dinner and we agreed on a local Italian restaurant.

Our date went smoothly, complete with pre dinner cocktails, wine with our entrees and a long, fascinating discussion on a number of subjects. That first night ended with a perfunctory good night kiss on the cheek, as did the second and third. Then came the volcanic fourth date.

I drove her home after dinner that night, and she invited me inside for the first time. When we were settled comfortably in the living room, she slipped an x rated DVD into the player. Then she sat on the couch next to me, and I put my arm around her, pulling her close. As the movie began, my hand dropped to one of those firm, shapely breasts. Since I got no objection from her, I began unbuttoning her blouse.

We kissed, softly at first, and then with increasing passion. As our tongues wrestled, I opened her bra to free those glorious tits and took it off, along with her shirt. I took a boob in each hand and then kneaded them as she leaned her head back against the cushions. Seizing that opportunity, I ran my tongue around her nipples to make her moan.

As our passionate kissing continued, I put my hand on her knee and slid it slowly up her silky smooth leg. Her breathing quickened at my caress, and I felt her whole body relax as her legs parted to permit me access. Moving even more slowly, I felt my way up her skirt until I had reached her lace trimmed panties, where I stroked the warm, smooth flesh right beneath the elastic until my finger slid into her panties and felt moist, curly hair. I began sliding my digit into her cunt, and at the instant of penetration, Lynne shivered and took in a deep, shuddering breath.

I slipped two fingers inside her while I massaged her stiffening clit with my thumb. All the while, I murmured into her ear how beautiful she was, and though she couldn’t speak in response, she offered purring sounds of contentment. Then, with methodical but gentle movements, I moved my fingers in and out of her cunt, and her hips moved in rhythm with my probing. My plan was to masturbate her almost to her peak, and then bring on her orgasm with my lips and tongue on her clit. She arched her back and lifted her ass, permitting me to remove her skirt.

When Lynne’s skirt fell to the floor, I saw her almost nude body for the first time. She was clad only in blue satin panties, and nothing else. Her bare, pink tipped breasts begged for my tongue’s attention, and I hungered for her wet pussy even more.

Taking my hands from her cunt, I got between her thighs and began kissing the interior of her leg just above the knee. I traced a path almost to her crotch and then I repeated the same process on the other leg. This time when I reached the top, I stopped and yanked off her panties. Now I could see her pussy, and her inner lips glistened with her juices. Her clit was also exposed to my view. Did ever a man have a more beautiful sight?

Losing myself in Lynne’s musky aroma, I spread her labia wide for better access. My tongue wandered eagerly up and down the sides of her pussy, and then I zeroed in on her rigid clit. I nibbled it and flicked my tongue across it until she was bucking her hips against my mouth, each movement more vigorous than the last. Her breath came in gasps, and she clutched my hair, locked her legs around my head and forced my face firmly in her crotch. My mouth was drenched with her juices, and I was in heaven.

I could sense as well as feel the coming climax, so I increased my ministrations to coincide with her mounting passion. Her convulsive movements caused her breasts to jiggle and that further excited me. I twirled my tongue around her clitoris as I worked two fingers rapidly in and out of her wet cunt. The furious rhythm spurred her on, and she exploded in orgasm seconds later. Shudder after shudder wracked her body, and her legs clamped around me in a vise like grip. Her nectar flowed down the insides of her legs until she collapsed back on the couch, spent.

Lynne relaxed, her breathing growing more regular as I pulled my head away from her cunt. We rested together, and it was during this lull that our attention was drawn to the movie still playing on the TV. Lynne gasped as a handsome young stud straddled a lovely woman and inserted his huge prick into her cunt. A little later, he turned her over onto her knees and proceeded to fuck her doggy style, and as they went at it, I watched to see Lynne’s reaction. Her eyes were glued to the screen, and she clasped my arm, her fingers kneading my flesh in her excitement. She pressed her body closer to mine, her tits rising and falling with her erratic breaths.

Now both actors were about to come, and they moaned in obvious ecstasy. The young stud withdrew his engorged prick and shot load after load of cream onto the actress’s belly and tits. Before he had finished coming, the girl took his cock in her mouth and proceeded to milk him dry. As this clip dissolved into blackness, two other naked performers appeared. With little or no foreplay, they began sucking each other off.

I was now finger fucking Lynne again, and she had undone my pants, reached inside and wrapped her hand around my rigid cock. I had yet to climax that night, so I told her to keep pumping my throbbing dick, and when I came it was as if heaven had opened its doors to let me inside. Afterward, Lynne kissed me with wanton abandon.

As we took another rest, the soundtrack of the movie edged its way back into our consciousness. An actress was now on all fours and saying to her lover, “Shove your dick in my cunt. Please make me come.” I glanced at Lynne again to gauge her reaction. She seemed really turned on by that, so I suggested we might be much more comfortable in the bedroom.

As she led the way, I watched her swaying ass as she walked. It was a truly beautiful sight. Then we got to the bedroom and lay wrapped in each other’s arms on her king size bed. We must have been more tired than I’d realized, because we ended up falling asleep. I awoke a few hours later to a delicious feeling that could only mean one thing: My cock was in Lynne’s mouth, and she was doing quite a number on it. She sucked it deep down again and again, and when she saw that I was awake, she smiled around my shaft. I was enjoying this unexpected treat, but what I really wanted to do was fuck her sweet pussy.

Reaching out, I stroked her long hair, and then I had her get up so that I could kiss her and fondle her breasts. But before I could do anything else, Lynne began to speak. It turned out that she had a plan for me and my dick.

“This is what I want from you,” she began. “I want you to nibble on my clit while you finger fuck me, and then I want you to fill me with your cock.” My throbbing dick agreed to those terms. Taking her into my arms, I sucked on her earlobe and rubbed my cockhead against the side of her rounded hip. I kissed the hollow at the base of her neck and fondled her tits, then teased her nipples with gentle nips of my teeth. At the same time, Lynne busied herself with stroking my stiff cock. She alternated between fast and slow movements, and even massaged my balls.

I got between Lynne’s thighs to kiss and rub her cunt for a while. Then I positioned my cockhead at her opening and pressed inside, and she let out a moan as I entered her. She asked me to fuck her with long, slow strokes, and I was only too eager to oblige. However, I couldn’t keep that up for long, and our actions soon became more vigorous.

Lynne clawed at me with her nails, and her hips writhed against mine. She wrapped her legs around my waist and yelled, “Fuck me faster. Don’t stop. Go deeper!” I pumped furiously as she matched me stroke for stroke, and soon she called out that she was coming. Then her entire body heaved, and she shuddered and shook as she reached an earth shattering orgasm. That brought me to my own climax, and it was definitely one for the record books. None of my previous experiences could begin to rival this session of truly animal passion.

Lynne and I continued to date, and the sex just got better and better. I recently bought her an engagement ring, and I’m hoping that she’ll agree to be my bride. Being able to have such incredible sex all the time is an opportunity that is impossible to pass up!

Mr. Pete M., Hoover, Alabama

There’s something about the beach that makes a person horny especially a person like my wife, who’s an exhibitionist to her dirty little core. On a recent trip to our favorite island, Jill had decided to forego her normal one piece bathing suit. She was feeling frisky, and as luck would have it, we happened upon a sexy little two piece at a local department store. She found the right size and told me she would try it on for me later. It was difficult for me to contain my excitement because I’d never seen my wife in a bikini as sexy as this one. She is a full figured gal and makes very good use of everything she has.

We arrived at the beach, grabbed our suits and made our way to our respective changing rooms. I waited impatiently outside the ladies’ changing area, fully expecting a visual treat. But when my wife exited, she was wearing a miniskirt and a skimpy tank top.

“You’re going to have to wait until we’re at the shore,” she said, taunting me. “I know you’re going to love what I’ve got on underneath.” What was only a short walk became agonizingly long I was consumed with anticipation, wondering how she would look in her new bikini.

After setting things up on the beach, she deliberately continued her teasing by slowly kicking off her flip flops. This was followed by her provocatively inching her skirt down over her beautiful ass. To add to my building passion, she gingerly pulled her tank top up over her head and shook out her hair. Seeing the look of lust in my eyes, she playfully pirouetted in the hot sun, with beads of sweat already glistening on her tits.

As one can imagine, my dick was straining against the thin nylon material of my swimming trunks. As much as I loved how good she looked in the bikini, my only desire at that moment was to get at what the bikini barely but strategically concealed. She grabbed my stiff cock through my suit and headed toward the water, with my dick in one hand and a hot pink inflated raft in the other. Without another word, she led me into the swirling surf.

We splashed around for a while, and then she decided that she wanted to lie back on the raft and catch some rays. I helped her position herself on the raft, and then held on to it so that she would not float back toward the beach. Obviously feeling playful and somewhat devilish, she decided to pull her top down and to give her tits an opportunity to catch some rays as well. There we were at a public beach, with her beautiful breasts exposed to the sun, her dark brown nipples stiffening with every wave of cold water, and me standing right next to her with my balls aching. My cock was as hard as steel, and I wasn’t able to do anything about it because other swimmers were only about fifty feet away.

After about ten minutes, I gently brushed my fingers over her erect nipples. Not being able to help myself, I had to take one in my mouth. As discreetly as possible, I sucked on it until I heard her moan with pleasure. Sensing that others might be watching though at that point I really didn’t care she decided to pull her top up and asked me to join her on the raft. She sat up on the raft, folding it and fitting it snugly between her legs, and then instructed me to straddle the raft, facing her. I eagerly complied, and it wasn’t long before the motion of the waves was causing my engorged cock to rub against her crotch. We were separated only by two thin layers of swimsuit material.

The action of the waves, the thrill of being found out, and the fuck me look in her eyes was too much for me to resist. Holding on to her with one hand, I managed to free my erect dick from my shorts with the other. At the same time, she pulled the crotch of her bikini bottom aside, revealing her shaved pussy. She guided my shaft into her waiting hole, and in one fluid motion engulfed me with her cunt. We began rocking back and forth with the motion of the waves, trying not to attract too much attention from those who probably already knew what we were doing.

Like she has done so many times before, she tossed her head back and instinctively began playing with her nipples with one hand while slowly massaging her clit with the other. My hands were busy trying to hold on to the raft while at the same time attempting to make it look as if we were just another couple playing in the water. Except in this case, I was driving my rock hard cock into her. Her gentle pussy massaging of my dick was accompanied by slow, deliberate moves that she carried out with expert control a sensual skill that she had perfected over the last twenty eight years of banging my brains out.

It wasn’t long before we were both so caught up in what we were doing that it wouldn’t have mattered to us if we were fucking in the ocean with a few onlookers or if we had been in our backyard swimming pool. This went on for quite awhile, and we both were getting close to the point of coming. After all of these years of marriage, we have learned to read each other pretty well, and we know when the other is about to climax. My wife is one of those women who can come four or five times in a row and practically drown me with her delicious juice in the process. I could feel her pussy getting hotter and tighter as the pace and force of my thrusts increased.

Our somewhat covert sexual activity was beginning to reach its crescendo when much to our shock, a large wave struck us from the side, knocking us off the raft and sending us tumbling into the water. All we could do at that point was laugh, adjust our swimsuits, and then swim back to shore. We dried off and then rushed back to our hotel, so we could finish our encounter in private.

Mr. Patrick R., Virginia Beach, Virginia

My friend Anna has hosted a monthly game night at her apartment since we graduated college, so when she invited me over one recent evening, it wasn’t an unusual occurrence. Her game nights usually attract a pretty large crowd of people. This particular night, however, was sparsely attended, and after only a couple rounds, almost everyone had headed home. The only people left were me, Anna, and her boyfriend, Mike.

“This game is getting boring,” Anna said when we were alone. “I have an idea. Why don’t we up the ante?”

We were sitting on the floor, playing a crossword puzzle game, when Anna suggested that any time someone landed on a bonus square one offering a double letter score or triple word score or the like they could choose another player to remove an article of clothing.

Anna was the first to get a double word score, and she asked me to take off my shoes. Then Mike took his turn and landed on a triple letter score, and my cardigan was gone. When I spelled my word, I used my bonus square to make Mike remove his shirt. But when Anna took her next turn, I was the one stripping again. The same thing happened when Mike spelled his next word, and I was left sitting there in my bra and boyshorts. They were ganging up on me and I loved it!

I didn’t get any extra points when I took my turn, but Anna did. Before she could say anything, I reached behind my back to unhook my bra, but she stopped me. We were sitting so close to each other that I could feel the heat coming off her body. I was completely aroused, and Anna appeared to be as turned on as I was. While I was contemplating what to do about my feelings, Anna leaned over and kissed me.

When her lips pressed against mine, I was shocked for a second. The shock wore off quickly, though, and as my arousal took over, I began to kiss her back. Her lips were soft, and when her tongue advanced, begging for entrance, I happily let her into my mouth.

As Anna’s tongue danced with mine, I felt a hand on my leg and realized Mike was trying to get in on the action. I wasn’t sure how Anna felt about him joining us, but I was definitely intrigued by the idea of a threesome with my friends, so I grabbed Mike’s hand and pulled it higher up my thigh. I continued to kiss Anna as Mike started massaging my thigh, getting closer and closer to the edge of my panties.

When Anna broke our kiss to catch her breath, she caught sight of Mike’s hand wandering up my leg. I saw her glance down my body, and then watched as a mischievous look filled her eyes. She leaned across me to kiss her boyfriend, then pulled him with her when she sat up. That put him in the perfect position to share a lip lock with me, and he eagerly moved in and pressed his mouth against mine. His kiss was more aggressive than his girlfriend’s, and when his tongue slipped between my lips, I practically melted because it felt so good.

Mike was still kissing me, our tongues exploring each other’s mouth, when Anna got back in on the action. She moved around me and finished unhooking my bra, which she’d stopped me from doing only a minute earlier. She slid the straps down my arms and pulled the cups away from my chest, finally exposing my breasts. She moved closer to me, pressing her still clothed body against mine, and reached around me to play with my breasts. She squeezed and pulled my nipples, using two hands so that she could play with both breasts at the same time, and she quickly had my pussy dripping and aching for her.

After a couple minutes, Mike started to trail his mouth down my body, and he stopped for a moment to suck my nipples. Anna moved her hands away to give him room, and while he focused on my tits, she got up and started to undress. She did a sexy striptease that I only half paid attention to, since I was too distracted by Mike, who was still feasting on my breasts.

As soon as Anna had her clothes off, she got back on the floor with me and Mike. His mouth had moved further down my body while she was stripping, and by then his tongue was swirling around my belly button, driving me absolutely crazy with lust. Anna didn’t interrupt his ministrations. Instead, she got closer to her boyfriend and unzipped his pants. She fished his cock out of his jeans he wasn’t wearing underwear and started to stroke him.

While Anna’s hand worked up and down Mike’s shaft, he continued moving down my body until he’d reached the waistband of my panties. He licked back and forth along the edge, then started to slowly pull down my undies. He bared my pussy inch by inch, and his tongue followed my panties down, gently laving my soft flesh. Once I was naked, he went to town on my pussy. The gentle licking and nipping became more passionate sucking and tongue fucking as he ate me, and I started moaning loudly.

As Mike ate my pussy, Anna started to suck his cock, and as his tongue thrust into my cunt, she swallowed his dick as deep as she could. I leaned forward and rested on my elbows so I could watch my friend gobble her boyfriend’s cock, and seeing how she deep throated his dick was a huge turn on. I started squirming under Mike’s touch, and I thrust my hips forward, fucking his face.

I was on the verge of a climax when Anna released Mike’s dick and pulled him away from my pussy. She pushed him onto his back and climbed on top of him, straddling his thighs and easing herself down onto his stiff dick. She slid all the way down until his balls were pressed against her ass, and then she started to ride him.

I watched her fuck him for a minute before I realized I had my hand between my legs and was fingering my cunt. I didn’t want to be the only one fucking herself, though, so I quickly moved over to join my friends. I climbed over Mike’s face and covered his mouth with my pussy, demanding that he slide his tongue back inside me. He didn’t hesitate to start eating my pussy again. I was incredibly on edge from all the foreplay, and I wanted to climax as rapidly as possible.

Mike’s tongue flicked over my clit while his lips worked my mound, and I felt my orgasm building quickly. Meanwhile, Anna was frantically riding his cock, and her moans were getting louder and louder. I steadied myself on Mike’s face and then leaned forward to kiss Anna, muffling her sounds of pleasure by sliding my tongue into her mouth. Kissing her while Mike was still licking my pussy was one of the most arousing experiences of my life, and as his tongue thrust inside my cunt and Anna’s tongue slipped between my lips, I came.

I broke my kiss with Anna to cry out in ecstasy, and I felt my juices flood out of me as Mike continued tonguing my pussy. He started slurping them up, sucking down every drop. As I writhed against his face and savored my orgasm, Anna kept thrusting up and down on his shaft, working toward her own climax.

Mike came first, his control finally slipping. I felt his body tense under me as he came, and then I saw Anna start to buck erratically, and I knew she was coming, too. I reached over to tweak her nipples as she climaxed, and she cried out happily the second I touched her breasts. She grabbed my arms, partially to steady herself, but mostly to pull me closer, and then she kissed me hard on the mouth. Our lip lock continued as we rode out our orgasms, and a few minutes later we collapsed on the floor, exhausted.

I’ll never look at board games the same way again!

Ms. Jasmine H., Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

For years, Gina and I have been acting out my wife watching fantasies. She’s seduced men while I hid in the closet, videotaped them from right next to the bed, or listened in as I hid outside an open window. I’ve picked out men in bars and clubs for her to bring home, invited friends to enjoy her pleasing pussy and even watched her get it on with an old sorority sister. But last week she decided it was time we switch things up and try something new. Gina wanted to watch me seduce a lover.

She’d planned the whole thing out before even approaching me. She knew where we were going to go, what kind of woman she wanted to see me with, and had already booked a room at a nearby hotel for the big event.

“It’s only fair,” she said. “You get off all the time by watching me. Now I want to get off while watching you.”

Gina definitely had a point, and I wasn’t about to turn down the chance to fuck someone new. I’d slept with other women during threesomes and old fashioned swaps, but I hadn’t had nearly as many partners as my wife. I’d never fucked anyone in front of her, either. I was excited to see what she had planned for me, and I couldn’t wait to find out what she thought when all was said and done.

On the night of my hookup, Gina laid out my clothes and told me to shower and shave. “And don’t forget to trim down there,” she reminded me, giving me a smack on the ass as I walked away.

I did everything she told me to, making sure I was squeaky clean and dressed to impress before I went to show my wife the finished product. She gave me her seal of approval, then grabbed the keys and drove us to the bar she’d chosen for my pick up.

Gina and I entered the bar separately, and we sat several stools away from each other. She picked out the woman she wanted me to target and had the bartender send her a drink and say it was from me. She’d chosen a woman with pale skin and bright blonde hair, the complete opposite of my olive complected, raven haired wife. I found the blonde incredibly attractive, and I was excited when she came up to the bar after getting the drink Gina had sent her.

As she approached me, I realized I knew her already she was my wife’s yoga instructor. I knew then that my wife had taken care of every last detail, including handpicking my date and setting us up. I couldn’t ask for a better wife than Gina.

I’d met Lauren a few times when I’d picked up Gina after class, and she’d once joined us for brunch with some friends. I’d mentioned to my wife how attractive I found her yoga teacher, but I never expected her to invite the woman to join us in the bedroom. I was even more excited about our adventure now that I knew who I’d be hooking up with and I couldn’t wait to get things started.

Lauren thanked me for the drink, and then we talked and flirted for a while before I finally asked her if she was ready to go back to the hotel. When she looked at me and said, “I thought you’d never ask!” I knew I was in for a wild night.

Back at the hotel, Gina made herself comfortable in a seat in the corner of the room and let Lauren and I do whatever felt natural to us. It felt a little strange at first to be kissing Lauren while my wife sat nearby, just watching, and I wondered if Gina ever felt that way when our roles were reversed. The feeling didn’t linger long, though. Lauren and I soon started kissing more deeply and groping each other, and our audience of one was easily forgotten as we got more intimate.

As our fondling grew more frenzied, Lauren took charge, stripping me as quickly as she could and then unbuttoning her own shirt as she waited for me to catch up. It took me only a second to get my bearings and jump into action, and I rapidly undressed Lauren the rest of the way, kissing each inch of flesh as I bared it. She was even more appealing when her clothes came off. Her body was tight and toned after years of yoga, but it still had some soft curves, like her round ass and ample breasts.

I ran my hands over her body, savoring the feel of the soft flesh and firm muscles. I didn’t stop until I’d moved past her hips, and then I slid my hands between her thighs and immediately felt the warmth of her sex. I caressed the insides of her thighs and around her shaved mound for a moment, then pushed one hand higher and allowed my fingers to brush against her wet pussy lips. When I slipped a digit between Lauren’s lips and into her juicy slit, she gasped and so did Gina.

I slowly stroked my finger in and out of Lauren’s sex as I turned to look at my wife. She was still sitting in her chair in the corner, but she had her jeans open and one hand was shoved inside her pants as she rubbed her pussy through her underwear. She had her eyes closed and her head thrown back, but I knew she’d been watching us a moment earlier, and I kept my eyes on her until she finally looked my way again. I met her gaze and winked, then dove in for my first taste of Lauren.

My tongue burrowed deep inside her, and I sucked down the juices that clung to her pussy lips. She had a sweet, tart flavor, and I found it arousing. I thrust my tongue in and out of her slit, fucking her as my cock grew harder. Lauren moaned and sighed as I ate her, and when she wanted more than I was giving her, she grabbed my head and pulled me hard against her. I gladly gave in to her request, vigorously eating her pussy.

I must have spent fifteen minutes with my head between Lauren’s legs before we finally switched places and she got down on her knees to suck my dick. As I savored the feeling of her warm mouth on my cock, I looked over at my wife to see how she was doing. Gina had her pants pushed down below her hips, and her shirt and bra were askew. She had one hand buried between her thighs as she fingered her pussy, and her other hand was pushed up under her shirt as she fondled her breasts. Her skin was flushed pink, and she was having a hard time focusing on the action in front of her as she continued to pleasure herself. When I groaned with my own pleasure, however, her eyes flew open and took in the sight of Lauren and I.

Gina watched as Lauren deep throated my cock, and then began calling out instructions. She told Lauren how to lick and suck me, and encouraged her to use her hands, too. When she told her to stick a finger in my ass, I knew I had to speed things up before the two of them brought me to climax.

I let Lauren continue sucking me for another minute before pulling her up and tossing her onto the bed. I climbed over her and got in position. Then, after making sure I had Gina’s full attention, I thrust inward. My dick slid into Lauren in one smooth thrust, and I started fucking her immediately.

As I pumped into Lauren’s dripping cunt, I looked over at my wife. She was frantically fingering herself, and from the way she was panting, I knew she was on the verge of an incredible climax. I didn’t want her to come before Lauren did or before I did, for that matter. I picked up my pace and started rapidly thrusting. Lauren moaned and mewed beneath me as I fucked her, and within a few minutes we were closer to our own orgasms.

I rolled off Lauren and onto my back, and then pulled her on top of me. The change in position allowed me to keep one eye on Gina as Lauren fucked us both to climax, and I watched my wife work herself into a frenzy as she fingered her pussy.

Lauren enthusiastically rode my cock as my wife watched us, and the two women came a few moments later, at almost the same second. I wasn’t far behind, and after listening to the cries and moans of those two sexy women, I couldn’t control myself any longer. I came more explosively than ever before, and I filled Lauren’s pussy with my load.

The three of us took a little while to catch our breath, but once we did, Lauren dressed and left, leaving Gina and me alone. My wife looked as freshly fucked as her friend, even though she’d had only her fingers to get her off. That wasn’t the case for long, though, as my horny wife practically jumped me as soon as the door had closed behind our guest. Even in my state of exhaustion, it didn’t take long for her to get me fired up for another screw.

It turns out that no matter which of us is playing the role of the voyeur, the excitement we get from the experience is the same.

Mr. John N., Modesto, California