It was Saturday morning. I was sitting in the lounge daydreaming as Clara was upstairs getting ready. Michelle was staying over tonight, and I wondered if there would be any repeat of the fun we had the last time she was here.
“Do you want to come shopping with me?” Clara asked as she walked into the room. I don’t normally go shopping with her these days, as it’s not something I enjoy doing, so I was surprised she was asking me. “I want a new pair of heels to match the red dress I am planning on wearing tonight,” she smiled. “I will have some competition tonight, as I assume Michelle will be wearing something hot.”
I wasn’t going to turn down this request: “Sure, when do you want to go?”
“I knew you would, and you just want to see me try a few pairs on, don’t you?”
“Of course I do,” I laughed.
We visited a few shops, and she tried on a few pairs, knowing damn well the effect it was having on me. “Should I go for the black, red or white?” she asked. Any would be fine, but I ended up buying her the red and white.
“The red ones are super sexy,” she said on our way home. “I need to thank you for buying them both for me.”
“What do you have in mind,” I asked, hoping it was something to do with Michelle later tonight.
“You’ll see,” she giggled.
It was mid-afternoon and I was doing a few jobs around the house when I heard Clara calling me from upstairs. I found her on the bed in some red underwear, her new red heels planted on her raised feet. Her fingers were working on her pussy, and I could hear how wet she was. “I need your cock in me right now,” she moaned.
Needless to say, I soon did as she commanded. My clothes were strewn across the floor, and her red panties joined them. I sank my cock deep into her wet pussy, and we fucked, Clara eventually taking my load over her tits.
Michelle arrived on Saturday night and looked just as hot as she had a few weeks ago. She was wearing a short black mini-dress, stockings and white platform heels. For the next few hours, I admired her legs and feet as we sat outside and drank in the warm summer evening sun.
“You’d better not drink too much, remember what happened last time,” laughed Michelle.
“Yeah, you haven’t stopped talking about it ever since.”
“Not everything,” she smiled.
“I should hope not,” laughed Clara, looking over at me.
As the night progressed, Michelle’s dress rode higher up her thighs, the tops of her stockings now clearly visible. Initially, she occasionally pulled down her dress, but after a while, she ignored it. Michelle excused herself and went to the bathroom. Clara quickly got up from the chair and straddled my lap, pushing herself into my crotch and kissing me hard.
“I can’t get the thought of Michelle’s body out of my mind,” she said.
“Neither can I. She’s looking hot tonight.”
We kissed and groped each other, and then, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Michelle standing by the patio door, watching us. I reached around Clara’s ass and pulled her panties to one side, and slid two fingers into her already wet pussy. She groaned and pushed back on my fingers, forcing them as deep into her as she could. I could see Michelle was wondering what to do, whether to leave us alone or walk back outside. Her mind seemed to be made up as she strode slowly over the concrete floor towards us.
Clara heard her footsteps and quickly got off me as Michelle sat down with a laugh. “I’m not disturbing anything, am I?” she giggled.
“Nothing that can’t be continued later,” I laughed. Clara looked at me with a clear need in her eyes that we should continue later.
For the next hour, we sat and drank while watching the sunset. It was getting chilly, so we moved inside to the lounge. Clara got some soft drinks for us all, having decided that we had consumed enough alcohol.
Clara and I sat on the sofa while Michelle sat in the armchair. We watched a film for a few hours, my eyes occasionally wandering over both of them. After Clara climbed on me earlier, I knew she was on heat, so there was no doubt that she would relieve me of at least one load before we eventually went to sleep.
“Who is wearing the sexist shoes tonight?” Clara asked.
“Well, it’s a tough choice, but both pairs are equally as good,” I replied diplomatically.
“Ok, who has the sexist outfit on?” Clara questioned with a giggle.
“I love your dress, honey, but Michelle’s revealing dress would win most contests, so It has to be Michelle, I’m afraid.”
“Correct. At least I can rely on you, to be honest,” Clara giggled. “I’m going to get ready for bed. See you in a bit,” Clara said, kissing me softly. Michelle followed her soon after, but I stayed downstairs, knowing that Clara had a nighttime ritual that could take up to half an hour to perform.
I heard laughter and giggling from upstairs for a while before everything went quiet, so I made my way up the stairs and into the dark bedroom. I got undressed and climbed into bed, feeling a warm naked body next to me. My hands brushed up her legs and over the cheeks of her ass. I felt her move closer to me, her body now making contact with mine as she pressed herself against me. Then she slid down the bed and took my now hard cock in her hand, feeling her warm mouth spread over the head and take me slowly inside.
I let out a quiet moan so as not to disturb Michelle as I concentrated on her blowing me slowly. Suddenly, the bedside light was switched on, blinding me for a second, then I noticed Clara standing beside the bed and realised it was Michelle, now beneath the covers, blowing me slowly.
“Good, is she?” Clara giggled.
I pulled off the covers, revealing Michelle’s blonde hair bobbing up and down on me.
Clara moved closer and kissed me before straddling my face, swinging a leg over me and lowering her wet pussy to my mouth. I noticed she was wearing her new red heels and a pair of white stockings as I ran my hands over her legs, feeling the soft satin encasing them. She gasped loudly as my tongue dived deep into her, seeking out her juices that were already flowing.
I reached down to Michelle’s head and slowed her movement, guiding her on the speed and depth. I then reached for Clara’s tits and tweaked her nipples hard, making her moan and shudder. I felt Michelle pull off me, and Clara slid down my body and quickly impaled herself on my cock.
Michelle then took her place on my face, slowly lowering her shaved pussy onto me. My cock twitched when I saw Michelle was now wearing the very same heels that she wore to the wedding the other week. On her legs were a pair of black stockings, so she had brought extra shoes and stockings with her, just for tonight, confirming to me that this was probably a planned event.
Michelle let out of loud scream as I sucked on her clit. She pushed herself onto my face as she came hard, her sweet juices flowing easily from her.
“Oh god, what are you doing to me,” she cried as I managed to slide one then two fingers into her wet and tight pussy.
Clara came hard on my cock, grinding her body against mine for a moment, and then she got off me, and Michelle rolled off to the side, taking in some deep breaths.
I looked at them sitting on the bed, wearing only stockings and heels. “You two look so hot. Have you planned this, as you are both wearing different stockings and shoes than before?” I asked.
“Maybe,” said Michelle, “I know how much you like these shoes. You need to get a pair for Clara.”
“Not just yet though. I’m working my way up to those,” said Clara, looking at the 5-inch platform heel on them.
“Mark knows what I’m doing tonight,” said Michelle.
“Oh shit, really?” I said, wondering if he was going to turn up and cause a problem.
“Yeah, he’s cool with it. It’s just a bit of fun. He wants a full report when I get home tomorrow.”
“Really? You told him about last time?” I asked.
“It was hard not to. When I got home last time, I was horny, very horny. He knew something was different, so I ended up telling him what happened, about it all being innocent, and how it led to other things. He was as turned on as me as I told him about us touching each other and watching the two of you fucking next to me.”
“Well, it was highly erotic. We were turned on having you there,” I said.
“I know, Clara told me. He’s happy for me to be here as long as I don’t cross the line and wants me to tell him everything tomorrow while he fucks me.”
My head was spinning, trying to process what she was saying.
Clara got off the bed and leaned against the dressing table, “Why don’t you come over here and slide that cock inside me,” she said, wriggling her hips in my direction.
Michelle moved next to Clara and sat on the floor, “She wants your cock in here,” she said, moving her hands to Clara’s cheeks and spreading them. I quickly moved behind Clara, and Michelle guided me back into her pussy. “That’s so hot, watching your cock go into her,” Michelle said, moving her hand to her pussy and playing with herself as she watched me fuck Clara right in front of her face.
Clara was pushing back against me each time I entered her. We fucked her for a while then moved back to the bed.
Michelle and Clara then shared my cock, sucking and licking my cock and balls before Clara moved up and mounted me again, pushing me into her soaked pussy, quickly bottoming out with me wedged deep inside her.
Michelle moved above me again, her shaved pussy hovering above my face. I pulled her down onto me and toyed with her clit, pushing two fingers deep inside her. She groaned loudly, pushing back on my fingers, getting them as deep as she could.
Clara rode me hard and eventually tired and rolled off me. Michelle rolled to the other side, a broad smile spreading across her face. “I haven’t come so hard in years,” she gasped.
I rolled over on top of Clara and slid back inside her, pounding into her hard. Michelle lay next to us, her fingers a blur as she rubbed herself violently, bringing herself to another loud orgasm beside us as she watched. I could feel my sperm start to rise, and I came hard inside Clara, her hands and fingers clawing at my back as I forced my load inside her.
I rolled off Clara, and we all quickly fell asleep. I woke up during the night. Michelle had gone, probably back to her own bed, as there wasn’t much room for us all. I fell back asleep again, the thought of Michelle running through my mind.
The next morning I woke to the feel of a mouth on my cock. I lay back and kept my eyes closed, wondering who was giving my morning wood some attention that it craved. I reached out to either side of me and found no one, so I assumed it was Clara.
“Yes, it’s me,” said Clara before resuming her work on me. I lay back, reviewing the previous night’s events in my head. Clara lifted off me and quickly mounted me, forcing me inside her wet pussy. She rode me softly as I tweaked and sucked on her nipples. Michelle appeared beside the bed, her hair and body wrapped in two towels.
“Good morning,” she sang happily as she watched Clara slowly fucking me.
“Sleep ok?” Clara asked.
“Yeah, eventually,” she smiled.
Michelle watched us for a moment before leaving the room. Clara continued to ride me slowly and eventually coaxed another load of cum from me. I took a quick shower and went downstairs to start breakfast, leaving Clara upstairs in the shower.
Michelle was in the kitchen, wearing a short nightshirt, which left little to the imagination and a pair of sexy black and white striped knee socks.
“Thank you for last night. It was so hot watching you two, and you have a special oral talent as well,” she smiled.
“Anytime!” I laughed.
“Hmm, don’t say that. I might take you up on the offer.”
Later that day, after Michelle had left, Clara dragged me upstairs, “I’m still horny. I want you to fuck my brains out, just as Mark is probably doing to Michelle right now.” I pushed her back on the bed and went down on her already wet pussy, bringing her to several orgasms before she started to beg me to fuck her. I began to pound into her making her squirm and shudder beneath me as my cock worked deeply into her time and time again. “Michelle asked if I’d like to turn the tables and do some teasing on Mark. What do you think?” she asked as I pounded into her.
I looked down at her, not sure how to answer the question. Up until a few weeks ago, I had never even considered this, but I did wonder if she might be thinking about reversing the role and possibly playing around with Mark. Especially as Mark now knows what was happening, I guessed he allowed it, hoping he might get a chance to turn the tables and play with Clara at some point, after all, it would only be fair.
“Would you want to?” I asked, putting the question back in her court.
“I’ve been thinking about it all day. I’d only do it if you are comfortable with it.” The thought of her fooling around with Mark, like I had been doing with Michelle, quickly took me over the edge, and I came almost without warning. Clara looked up at me and smiled. “Does that mean you are comfortable with it?” she said, kissing me hard. I didn’t answer but continued to pound my shrinking cock into her. “Michelle says his cock is thinner but longer than yours,” she said between kisses.
“So, do you want to fool around with him?” I asked again, slowing my strokes.
“Maybe, but even if I don’t, I won’t stop Michelle’s occasional visits.”
I leaned down and kissed her hard, my cock remaining semi-hard inside her. “If you want to do some things with him, that’s fine with me,” I said as I felt her pussy grab me and she came hard.
“Okay, Michelle asked me to go over next Saturday night,” she said, trying to catch her breath, “I’ll let her know I’ll be coming over, but I’ll only do what Michelle has been doing with you.”
Clara packed an overnight bag the following Saturday, and we made love before she left. I came twice, as my excitement levels were high. My once shy wife asking me which stockings and heels she should take. She ended up taking two pairs of each.
Clara left, and I sat at home alone, wondering what was happening. I went to bed at 11 o’clock. I couldn’t get to sleep as I lay thinking about what might be happening, whether Clara had gone through with anything. My phone beeped, it was a text from Clara: ” Are you still okay with this?”
I replied, “Yes, I want a full report tomorrow. Love you xx”
“Ok. Love you 2 xx”
Eventually, I drifted off to sleep. I woke the following day, and another text from Clara arrived at 1:13 am. “Back in bed now. Wow! Horny as fuck now. I will be home early in the morning. You will need to take care of my horny pussy. love you xx”
When Clara eventually returned, she dropped to her knees before me in the lounge and took me straight into her mouth before leaning over the arm of the chair and spreading her legs. “Fuck me now,” she groaned.
I moved behind her and slid deep into her soaking pussy, “fuck me hard,” she cried. I held onto her hips and pounded into her.
“Tell me what happened,” I said.
“Later, just fuck me first,” she cried. “Yeah, that’s what I need, fuck me hard, give your naughty wife your cum, and then I’ll tell you what happened.”
I wanted to know now, so I pulled out of her and dragged her up to the bedroom, removing her clothes, pushing her onto her back and mounting her. Her pussy was soaked, wet squishy noises filled the room each time I entered her. I fucked her slowly and deeply, holding her head between my arms as I looked down on her.
“Tell me now,” I said.
“Okay, well, we spent the evening in the lounge, talking and watching TV. I wore that little black dress, stockings, and heels. I could see Mark glancing over at me from time to time. At first, I was a little embarrassed, but after a while, I enjoyed my power over him. I let my dress ride higher, eventually showing him the tops of my stockings. I could tell he was excited by how he tried to adjust and hide the bulge in his trousers. Eventually, we went to bed. I lay in bed listening to them. Michelle is quite loud, and I’m unsure whether it was for my benefit. Anyway, that’s when I texted you.”
“So, did you go in?”
“After I got the ok from you, I went to their room. The door was open slightly, and I could see the room was dimly lit, but I could make them out on the bed. Michelle was on her hands and knees, and Mark fucking her from behind. Watching them was wonderful. I just stayed at the door and looked in on them. Michelle noticed me, moved Mark onto his back, climbed over him, and leaned forward. I could see his long cock disappear into her over and over again. Michelle must have said something to him because he stopped moving and looked around her directly at me.”
“What did you do?”
“Nothing, I just stood at the door. I was wearing that pink nightshirt, you know, the one that doesn’t cover very much. Michelle then turned to me and held out her hand. My heart was beating like crazy. I wasn’t sure whether to return to my room or move closer to the bed. My legs seemed to decide independently, and I stood beside the bed without thinking about it. Michelle continued to ride him slowly, and Mark smiled at me, he must have known that this was going to happen. Michelle lifted my nightshirt and slid her fingers along my soaked pussy. My knees weakened from her touch, and I had to hold onto her shoulder to stop me from falling over.”
I pulled out of Clara and rolled her on top of me, and she sank down onto my cock again, “Carry on,” I said.
“Michelle asked me to lie down, so I did. I lay beside Mark, and he watched as Michelle slid two, then three, fingers inside me. I came quickly from her touch, and so did Mark. I heard him grunting next to me as he came inside Michelle. My pussy was on fire as she continued to play with me. I’ve never had another woman touch me like that before. Her thumb was rubbing my clit as her fingers probed around inside me. It was all just a blur from then on. I felt hands and fingers all over me, on my tits, on my clit, in my pussy. I wasn’t sure who they were, but before long, my nightshirt was despatched, and Mark was on top of Michelle again fucking her again next to me. I remember guiding his hand to my pussy, my heart racing as I felt his fingers tease me before pushing deeply inside me. I lost count of the number of times I came.”
“Did you suck his cock?” I asked, keen to know just how far things had progressed.
She nodded, “Michelle went down on him, and I wanted to see what his cock felt like. Michelle guided me to start, taking my hand and wrapping it around him. I remember then going down on him and tasting him. It was only after I had him in my mouth that I realised his cock was covered in both of their juices, but I was too far gone to care. His cock was different to yours, longer but much thinner. We shared his cock for a while before Michelle mounted him again. I decided I needed more attention, so I sat on his face and came again when I felt his tongue sliding into me.”
“Was he good?” I asked.
“Not as good as you, but I still came a few times. Probably more from the naughty thrill of doing something taboo like that.”
“What happened then?” I asked.
“I lay and watched them fucking until we all got too tired to continue. I left them alone and went back to my room. That’s when I text you.”
“So, did you enjoy yourself? Would you do it again.?”
“Is it bad of me to say yes? The power I felt over him was immense. Flashing my thighs and having him watch me all night was a thrill. Whether it would be the same if we did it again, I don’t know.”
We continued to make love for the rest of the morning and went to bed early that night. I had her retell the events again as I slowly ploughed into her.
Over the next few weeks, the recent events with Mark and Michelle remained a major part of our lovemaking. We fantasised about doing it again, describing what we would do to each other’s spouses.
“Michelle wants to come over again. She asked if she should invite Mark as well. What do you think?” asked Clara.
“I don’t know. What do you think?” I wasn’t sure if I was comfortable with Mark being around. If it were just Michelle, we would have more fun together, but having Mark there might be an issue.
“Well, it might be fun. We can always swap rooms, and you can spend some time alone with Michelle,” she giggled.
“Ok then,” I agreed.
When Mark and Michelle arrived, we were all a little awkward, as we had both knowingly entertained each other’s wives, and they had entertained us. After a while, the ice thawed, and we started to get on okay.
Both girls were wearing sexy dresses, stockings and heels again. Why wouldn’t they? They knew this would turn us both on and signalled that some fun was about to happen.
Clara returned with a coin. “Best of three, the winner gets us first,” she giggled. “Mark, you are heads, okay?”
Clara tossed the coin, and it landed on tails twice. Mark looked a little disappointed at having lost. “Don’t worry,” Michelle said, reaching down and stroking his cock in his trousers, “we’re worth the wait.”
Michelle stood, dropped her dress, and straddled Mark’s lap, kissing him hard. Clara laughed and copied her actions, Mark watching her out of the corner of his eye.
Michelle stood and dragged Mark upstairs, “One rule. I’m sure you guys don’t want to be eating a pussy full of cum, so it might be an idea not to cum inside us tonight. Not until we’re finished anyway,” she laughed.
We went upstairs to our rooms, Clara quickly pulled off her bra and panties, leaving her stockings and heels in place. She quickly mounted me, and we heard Michelle moaning in the bedroom next door.
“I’m getting close,” I said.
“Already? Is the thought of playing with Michelle make you want to cum? Or is it that I’ll soon have Mark’s cock in my mouth?” She giggled.
“Both,” I admitted to her.
The door opened, and Michelle entered. She was also naked, apart from her stockings and heels, and her pussy was wet and glistening, “You’re just in time, he’s about to shoot.”
Clara slid down me and took me into her mouth. “Fuck here it comes,” I said.
Clara slowed her movements as I came inside her mouth. She swallowed everything as usual before pulling off me and sitting back, licking her lips.
Michelle climbed on the bed and took me into her mouth as she spun around and lowered her wet pussy to my face. I drove my tongue deep into her and teased her clit with my fingers.
Needless to say, with two sexy women around me, I was hard again in no time. I felt them sharing my cock between them for a while before I felt the familiar feel of Clara sliding her pussy over me again. I felt fingers on my cock and heard Clara gasp, I assumed Michelle was playing with her pussy again.
Clara rode me for a while before getting off and lying beside me. Michelle spun around and took me back into her mouth as Clara watched.
“I’m going to go next door and suck some cock,” she said, kissing my cheek and slowly sliding off the bed, “See you in a bit.”
Michelle continued to work on me as I watched my wife leave the room to attend to her friend’s husband. I heard voices in the room next door, then heard a low deep moan, probably signalling that Clara was already sucking on Marks’s cock.
Michelle pulled me out of her mouth and moved up my body. She hovered above me, then leaned forward and kissed me. Her lips were soft and wet as our tongues quickly met. She lowered herself down, crushing my cock between us. We were breathing hard through our noses as Michelle moved around on top of me, stimulating my cock further.
“I’d better go and see what they are doing before I get carried away,” she said, slowly getting up off me and heading out of the room. “We’ll be back soon, don’t worry.”
I lay back on the bed and listened to the cries of passion from Michelle as she was no doubt on the receiving end of Marks’s cock. I also heard Clara gasp and cry a few times as I waited anxiously for them to return, my cock remaining pretty hard as I waited.
After what seemed like hours, but in reality, it was probably fifteen minutes, Clara returned and quickly mounted me again.
“Ah, that’s what I needed,” she gasped as she ground herself down on me. She leaned forward, and we kissed as she slowly rode me. I felt the bed move and saw Michelle out of the corner of my eye. “Michelle has something to ask you,” said Clara.
I looked at Michelle. “I want to feel you cuming in my mouth,” she said.
I looked at Clara, and she nodded. “What about Mark?” I asked.
“I’m going to let him as well. Is that okay with you?” Clara said.
I nodded, and Clara smiled. She climbed off me, and Michelle quickly took me into her mouth. “I’m going to suck you, then go and watch your wife suck my husband’s cum out of his balls, then we’ll come back so Clara can watch you cum in my mouth,” she said.
Clara left the room, and I heard voices coming from next door. Clara had obviously informed Mark of the plan. Michelle continued to blow me, and then I saw Clara enter the room with Mark behind her. She pushed him down onto the bed, and I watched wide-eyed as my wife blew another man next to me. Until now, I had only heard her retelling of the events and the sounds coming from next door, but now I could see it happening with my own eyes.
Mark was also wide-eyed as he watched Michelle slowly blow me. “I assume you are ok with all this?” he asked.
“Yeah,” I said, nodding in agreement.
Mark held onto Clara’s head and guided her, “I’m getting close”, he said. Clara looked up at me, her eyes focused on the blow job she was performing on him.
Michelle pulled off me and watched as Mark came, bucking his hips as he shot his load into my wife’s mouth.
Clara didn’t miss a drop and licked his cock, making sure he was clean. She sat up and ran her hands through her hair, a satisfied smile on her face. “Your turn,” she smiled.
We all watched Michelle go to work on me. I was a little self-conscious about having another guy watch me getting blown, especially from his wife, but soon, she had me begging for release. Michelle then pushed me in deep, and I felt her tongue touching my balls. This took me over the edge, and I held onto her head as I came in her mouth. Like Clara, she never missed a drop, sucking the last of the cum from me before sitting up and licking her lips.
The four of us lay on the bed. I was at the end and was face-to-face with Michelle. Mark lay behind her on his back while Clara rested her head on his chest. Not much was spoken between us, just the sounds of us breathing softly as we dozed a little. I felt Michelle reach for my cock, her eyes flickering open as she teased me back to life again.
“You’re going to wear me out,” I laughed.
“You’re not hard again, are you,” said Clara. “Haven’t you had enough already?”
“How can we ever have enough with you two around,” I said.
“Yeah, I’m sure you can get me hard again,” said Mark.
Michelle rolled on top of me and took me back into her mouth. Even though I had already cum twice tonight, she succeeded in bringing me back to full strength.
I could see Clara toying with Mark’s cock next to me, teasing him back to life as she spun around into a 69 with a satisfying groan as he pushed his tongue deep inside her. Michelle looked at what they were doing and quickly copied them, lowering her wet pussy to my face.
Both girls worked on our cocks and ground their pussies into our faces as they came over and over again. I saw Clara move away from Mark, but judging from his reaction, she was no doubt continuing to blow him.
Michelle lifted off me and turned around, sliding down my body, her wet pussy sliding over my cock. I could now see Clara blowing Mark next to me as Michelle resumed her work on me.
Clara had seen Michelle slide her pussy over my cock, so with a smile, she moved a little up Marks’s body and ran her soaked pussy over his cock. Mark groaned loudly as he watched her pussy lips wrap around the length of his cock as she moved slowly along the length.
Michelle watched and then copied Clara, sitting up on my lap and pressing her pussy against me. The two girls teased us and probably themselves as they pressed themselves harder against us. Michelle leaned forwards and hovered above me, looking down at my cock sliding along the length of her pussy.
I looked over at Clara. She had stopped moving and was holding Mark’s cock with her hand, pressing the head into her clit, causing her to gasp and moan loudly.
Michelle pressed herself on me harder, the head pressing into her clit and tantalisingly over the entrance to her pussy. Michelle then pulled off her shoes and dropped them onto the floor with a loud thump, then she squatted above my cock, pushing the head into her clit with her hand.
Clara saw what she was doing and copied her, her shoes landing heavily on the floor as she squatted over Mark in just her stockings. I watched as the head of Marks’s cock slid over the entrance to her pussy before she pressed it hard into her clit. Both girls were now sliding up and down our cocks, their wet pussies sliding easily along the length of our cocks. Michelle was rubbing her clit violently, bringing herself to a loud orgasm as she then rolled backwards onto the bed, breathing hard.
Clara looked at my cock and moved quickly over to me, “I need this in me now. I’m so fucking horny I almost fucked Mark,” she groaned, sinking her soaked pussy down on me.
“I wouldn’t have complained,” he laughed, watching Clara rise and fall on me.
I felt Clara’s pussy tighten, and my cock jerked as the thought of her fucking Mark ran through our minds at the same time. She looked down at me and came hard, her pussy rippling along the length of my cock.
“I think she liked the idea too,” laughed Michelle, moving towards Mark, sinking slowly onto his long cock. He lifted his hips and drove his cock hard into Michelle as their bodies smashed together. I heard him grunting as he came. I wondered if he imagined it was my wife that had straddled his lap and sunk his cock inside her. I felt Clara cum again, her pussy turning into a wet, swampy mess as her juices flowed freely from her.
Michelle moved closer to us and pressed her hand against Clara’s pussy, seeking out her clit while managing to slide a few fingers along the length of my cock, adding to the stimulation I was receiving. It didn’t take me much longer to cum, and I shot my probably small load into Clara.
She rolled off me and we spooned together, looking over at Michelle and Mark kissing each other softly beside us as she continued to rock on his softening cock. Michelle slid off Mark and leaned over us. She kissed me lightly on the lips, then moved to Clara, and they kissed.
“Night, see you in the morning,” she said, getting off the bed and picking up her shoes.
“Night,” said Mark, “that was awesome,” he smiled as Michelle dragged him out of the room.
I held Clara tightly as she rubbed her stocking foot lightly over my lower legs and feet. “Love you,” she said softly.
“Love you too babe,” I said as we drifted off to sleep.
The following day, I woke, feeling Clara behind me. I cast my mind back to last night and wondered how everything would be between the four of us after last night’s events. “Morning,” I heard Clara say softly to me.
“Hi babe, you ok?”
“Yes,” she said, spooning behind me, “Enjoy last night?”
“Yes, did you?”
“I think so. Could you tell?” She giggled.
“Yeah, I lost count of how many times you came. I was wondering about last night and how things might be between the four of us. I hadn’t thought about doing anything while Mark was in the same room.”
“I know. I’m sorry, I should have asked before bringing him in. It just seemed pointless going from room to room when you both knew exactly what was happening.”
“It’s ok, I guess you’re right,” I said.
“How did you feel about seeing me with Mark?” she asked.
“When you walked in with him, and you took him into your mouth, it felt strange and surreal. I never thought I’d see you with another guy’s cock in your hand or mouth, but then Michelle took me in deep and held onto my balls, and I knew then that I wanted you to do the same with Mark.”
“It felt the same for me when I first saw you with Michelle. I felt a little jealous. Like, that’s my cock, I should be doing that. But I have to admit it turned me on a little seeing her blowing you. You seemed to be enjoying it as well,” she chuckled.
“I guess we are lucky that you both love sucking cock,” I laughed.
Clara hugged me tightly, “Do you want to have sex with Michelle? Answer me honestly.”
“I know it’s wrong, but yes, you are both hot, sexy women, but I’d only do it if everyone were happy with it. What about Mark, do you want to fuck him? Do you think he’d be ok with it? I’m pretty sure he wanted you last night.”
“Yes, I’d like to,” she said quietly. “And I’m sure he wants me too. I was close to letting him last night, but I’ll only do it if everyone is okay with it.”
When we met them downstairs, we talked and laughed over breakfast. We agreed that although it felt a little strange, we enjoyed ourselves last night and all looked forward to repeating it.
As they were leaving, Michelle and Mark invited us both over for the following Saturday night.
We quickly agreed, and we were excited for the following weekend.
