As I sat there drinking my warm milk to help me sleep, there was no way I could ignore the sounds of love-making coming from Jason’s bedroom. I could clearly hear Claire’s voice as she moaned and sighed as Jason made love to her. It was Tuesday night and I realized Claire hadn’t seen Jason since Friday, a week and a half ago.
As Claire normally saw Jason two or three times a week, to have gone without her well-hung black lover for nearly eleven days must have been incredibly frustrating for her. With Claire’s busy last week of school, and then Christmas, this was just how the cards had fallen. As I continued to listen to the sounds of Claire making love with Jason, I realized how happy Claire must have been that I’d succumbed to Hannah’s charms, freeing her from our agreement that she and I wouldn’t play on this trip.
A paranoid part of my brain wondered if Hannah and Claire had done some kind of deal to make sure Hannah seduced me, so Claire wouldn’t have to wait another whole week to be with Jason again. Hannah and Claire had started to become good friends, and it was perfectly possible they had planned something like this together.
As these thoughts went through my mind, I heard a door open and saw Hannah walking naked towards me. She smiled softly and padded her way barefoot across to me and parked her shapely ass on my lap and gave me a tender kiss, as she ruffled my hair.
“Couldn’t sleep, huh?” she quietly asked.
“Something like that.”
“Thinking about Jason and Claire, I guess,” giving me a sympathetic look. “It must be hard. I know I couldn’t do what you do. If it was me, I’d have scratched the other girls’ eyes out by now. But I guess if it’s your thing, why not?”
“It’s complicated, Hannah. Like I said before, it’s complicated.”
Hannah gave me a big hug, the type a big sister gives a little brother after a particularly frightening nightmare. Then she looked into my eyes with a gentle kindness, “Do you want to come back to bed with me?”
As I looked at her beautiful face, and those sexy big tits rising and falling with her breathing, it was a very appealing thought. The mix of angst and excitement thinking about Claire and Jason together or the warmth and feel of this beautiful woman, followed by tender and passionate love-making. But my addiction to our game was running hot and strong. “Maybe in a few minutes.”
Hannah wasn’t upset at my polite rebuff. She just looked at me with kindness and a little pity. “You have got it bad, haven’t you, honey? I met a few guys like that in my swinging days, and I know it can be hard. I’ll be back in bed when you need me, Neil, honey.”
And as she kissed me again and stood up, she touched my cheek. “It’s not my thing, but if you want to watch them, some of the building work wasn’t great and in the bedroom next to theirs, if you go in the corner you’ll find there’s a gap you can look through.”
With that Hannah padded her way back to the bedroom, my eyes faithfully following the lovely curve of her ass and the swing of her big boobs as she walked. As my eyes took in this wonderful sight, I was pretty sure I’d follow her back to bed in a few minutes. Hopefully, she wouldn’t be asleep and we could make love again.
Something about the look of pity Hannah had just given me had made me feel a little ashamed and made me wait a while before I headed to the viewing place to feed my addiction. If Claire had been eleven days without the touch and feel of her huge black lover, I’d also been eleven days without feeding my need to watch.
My hands were shaking and the adrenaline was stronger than for a long time as I quietly found the gap in the wall that would allow me to secretly look into Claire and Jason’s room.
I found the gap and I tried to control my feelings as I looked in on the couple. They’d been lovers now for nearly a month and a half, and I must have watched them dozens of times already. But even so, watching them felt especially exciting and bittersweet tonight. They’d left the bedside lamps on as they made love, no doubt so they could look at one another. And as I saw them, I was struck by the seemingly romantic nature of their love-making as their bodies moved with real tenderness and feeling, totally different from the forceful and animalistic way Jason had taken Claire over the hood of his Cadillac eleven nights ago. I’d seen Jason and Claire make love in this gentle, loving way before. But even compared to those times, this seemed to me to be on a totally different plain of emotion and intimacy.
Claire’s legs were pulled up high, almost to her shoulders and were on either side of her huge black lover’s muscular body. Jason was supporting his six-foot, five-inch frame as Claire and he kissed. His powerful buttocks slowly and methodically rose up and down, each stroke giving Claire the benefit of his full ten-inches. Claire was moaning softly, her eyes closed. Then she slowly opened her eyes and looked up at the man who was possessing her body and giving her such exquisite pleasure.
Her look was full of feeling and emotion. “I’ve missed you so much, baby.”
As the lover’s held each others’ gaze, Jason smiled softly, “I’ve missed you too, Claire baby. I thought today would never come. And being around you these last two days, but unable to hold or touch or kiss you, it’s been hell, Claire.”
Claire seemed happy at the thought Jason had missed her so much, her smile changing just a little to let Jason know. My wife reached up to kiss Jason, and then wrapped her legs tightly around Jason’s back, and placed one of his big black hands on her breast. Looking at them together, I guessed this was the second time they’d made love tonight. It was leisurely, and lacked the urgency their first time together would have had.
As I watched them together, I was struck by both a painful jealousy and excitement much more intense than anything I’d felt since that first night they’d made love. I realized I’d grown so used to seeing my wife and Jason together, that I’d grown a little blind and complacent about the way they were together. Sometimes, if you see something every day, you actually can’t see it properly or notice how it changes. And, not having seen them together for eleven days, I felt like the scales were dropping away from my eyes. Watching them together, it wasn’t that I suddenly thought Claire no longer loved me. But rather, what I did see a fresh was the tenderness and the closeness between them as a couple; as two people who’d been lovers for a month and a half, and who’d grown closer with each night and each minute shared together.
And watching this between them was incredibly intense, exciting me and frightening me more than anything that had happened since that first night with Jason. It knocked me out of the complacency that had grown these last weeks. It reminded me of the deep forces Claire and I were playing with by having a third man in our lives and in our bed. Seeing the way they looked at each other, the way Claire’s body responded to Jason’s touch and his deep thrusts. All of this reminded me of how exciting and dangerous the game we were playing was.
As I looked on from my secret viewing position, I realized anew the dangers. But I knew they were not dangers for today, they were dangers further down the road. And like addicts the world over, I was happy to enjoy my fix today, allowing tomorrow and the price of today to look after itself. I realized Claire and I were alike. The eleven days without this experience had caused us both to change, in our different ways. For Claire, it was obvious her hunger and need for Jason had grown. Absence makes the heart grow fonder. For me, it made me look at Jason and Claire through different eyes, more honest and less comfortable eyes. I’d grown so used to seeing Jason as my new buddy that I’d developed a comfort and familiarity that seeing them tonight had shattered.
And with the scales now removed from my eyes, I watched them together with renewed and exaggerated excitement and fear. I saw their kisses become more heated and Jason’s thrusts become faster, I longed to see them cum together. And I longed also for the pillow talk that would follow. I knew it was wrong, an invasion of Claire’s privacy with a lover I’d allowed. But I knew I’d stay silently in my hiding place and enjoy their quiet lover’s talk almost as much as I’d enjoyed watching their passionate sex.
Jason made one final, almost fierce lunge into my wife’s depths and Claire hung to him like life itself, as their mouths locked and their bodies shook. Until they were finally both spent and satisfied. Claire unlocked her legs from around Jason, and they both smiled contentedly as they lay next to each other, each perched on an elbow so they could gaze into each other’s faces.
With bated breath, I waited for what I would see and hear next.
It was Claire who spoke first. She lovingly stroked Jason’s cheek. “I’ve missed you so much, baby. That was amazing. You are amazing.”
She paused to let her words sink in, the lovers still happy to just gaze into each others’ eyes. “I can’t believe we have to go back to New York in only two days!”
“Then don’t!” came Jason’s simple reply. “Stay longer. Hannah and Neil seem happy enough together.”
Claire looked thoughtful for a minute. “Maybe I’ll talk to Neil. Try and persuade him to stay a little longer. I guess we’ll just have to see how he feels after tonight. We’d agreed we weren’t going to play as he thought sleeping with Hannah might weaken our marriage.”
Jason gave a look of incredulity, implying he thought my attitude was stupid.
“Don’t be like that, Jay. I get what he means. It’s different enough that we have you in our marriage, but to have a fourth person in our marriage. Well, surely you can see that changes things.”
“I guess,” Jason admitted in a half apology.
“And, strange and hypocritical as it might seem, I’m still not one hundred percent comfortable with Neil sleeping with another woman.”
Jason just grinned at Claire’s confession, the irony being overwhelming.
“Oh shut up.” Claire gently chided him, tweaking his nose in a playful gesture of rebuke.
“Okay, Claire, I get it. But I’m not sure I can cope if you go back in a couple of days. Find a way to change Neil’s mind, baby. Please, for my sake,” he asked, in a mock pleading voice.
Claire smiled, affectionately at her lover. “I’ll try my best, Jay. I want this as much as you, baby.”
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Not long after that, I quietly reversed out of my hiding place. And rather than go to bed, I decided to head outside and smoke a cigar, which I often did when I really needed to clear my head and think. I entered the bedroom quietly, thinking Hannah would be asleep, and not wanting to wake her up. But as I quietly opened the door, I saw she was still awake, reading her kindle.
“Hi honey,” she greeted me with a bright energy that surprised me at this late hour.
“Are you okay?” she asked, a look of mild concern on her face.
“I guess,” was my unconvincing reply.
“Why don’t you get into bed and you can tell me all about it.”
Suddenly the thought of being next to this beautiful woman and having someone to talk to about things seemed a whole lot more appealing than the cold of a New York December night, however good the cigar was.
I climbed into the bed next to Hannah, and she asked, “So honey, what are you thinking? What is it you saw or heard that’s given you such a hang-dog expression?”
It felt easy and comfortable talking to Hannah. I thought back to the first time I’d met her and how I’d thought her superficial, and I felt guilty about just how wrong I’d been. “It’s just, well, they seem so close. And it scares me. It excited me as well, but more than that, it frightens me and makes me worry about where things will be in a month, or two months, or six months. They’ve been together less than two months, and they already look so close, the way they look at each other.”
Hannah looked sympathetically at me. “Honey, it’s like I said earlier, what did you expect? From what Claire’s told me, she loves you dearly, but you’ve been letting her sleep with another guy, and the same guy, two or three times a week for the best part of two months. Did you really expect they’d not get close? Neil, honey, you’re smarter than that, surely?”
Although she said it in a gentle, kind voice, I still felt a fool as I heard Hannah list out those simple, self-evident truths.
Her voice was still soft and kind, but Hannah wasn’t done yet. “And, Neil, honey, you didn’t just let Claire sleep with any man. It’s like you gave her the keys to a new Ferrari. You’ve seen them together often enough to know what an amazing lover Jason is. Hell, honey, take it from me, he can do things other guys can’t even dream of!”
I think Hannah regretted adding this, as she looked at my face which was now even more despondent, and she gave me a big hug and started to be more constructive.
“Neil baby, I think the thing you need to do is see things as they really are, not as you want them to be.”
I perked up, hoping this smart woman was going to give me some advice that would make me feel better.
“You’re a great guy, and Claire loves you with all her heart. She’s told me that. And there’s no point in moping around and wishing you could turn the clock back. You can’t. Both you and Claire have already tasted the fruit from ‘the poisoned tree’. You may not like to own up to it, but you love watching Claire with a man who’s more masculine and virile than you. Own it, don’t wish it wasn’t so and wish you could turn the clock back. And Claire loves being with Jason; his masculinity, his body and the way he takes her and dominates her for their pleasure together. You give her different things, honey. It doesn’t mean she loves you any less. But you’ve got to let her be who she’s become. Let her know you still love her, and you’ll support her as she explores her new self.”
Hannah paused and asked me one simple question. “Neil, baby, can you do that? Can you do both those things? For you, and for her”
Hannah didn’t want a quick, easy or shallow answer. She held my gaze with hers, and eventually, I gave an honest answer.
“I can try.”
Her warm, comforting smile helped. “Good. Good, honey. That’s all you can do.”
And as Hannah and I held each other, we agreed that first thing the next day, Claire and I would find some space and time alone to have a heart-to-heart talk. One which was probably long overdue, Things had moved on these last six weeks, and it had taken the closeness I’d seen earlier between Jason and Claire to jolt me out of my complacency to realize we needed to talk.
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The next morning, I awoke next to Hannah’s warm and sexy body. I so wanted to reach out and take her in my arms and make love to her. That would have been wonderful. And maybe I would do that later. But first I needed to talk to Claire. I just brushed my teeth, gargled, and threw on my dressing gown, not wanting to delay this conversation at all. When I’m not looking forward to something, I always want to get it over as quickly as possible.
As I opened the bedroom door, I immediately heard laughter coming from the kitchen. The light and airy laugh of my beautiful wife and the deep rumbling laughter of Jason.
“Stop it! Stop it, Jason! I’m trying to cook,” Claire giggled at her huge black lover. Claire was standing at the cooker, frying breakfast and Jason was stood directly behind her. Both his hands were slowly squeezing Claire’s big boobs, while his lips were nibbling and kissing her ears and neck.
As I looked at this scene before me, I felt a strange comfort. I’d seen similar scenes between Claire and Jason many times these last few weeks. As I realized Claire’s protests had turned into a low series of moans, I wondered why I’d ended up so melancholy the night before when I’d watched Claire and Jason together. And I realized that last night I’d felt like an outsider looking in, no longer part of the game, but part of a different couple.
I stood still and didn’t say anything for a while, because I wanted Jason to continue playing and Claire to continue moaning in pleasure. That was my voyeuristic pleasure, and I wanted another fix to top-up the tank from last night. But after a while, something pushed me to intervene. So I made a little noise as I walked from the doorway into the kitchen.
“Hello you two,” I greeted them, trying to sound warm and friendly.
As one, they both turned and greeted me. “Hi baby, I didn’t see you there,” my smiling wife greeted me.
“Hey, Neil man, morning,” Jason’s deep voice replied.
“You two certainly look happy,” I added, trying to make it not sound like a rebuke, but rather a friend happy for someone.
Claire blushed. “After you and Hannah ‘disappeared’, we thought you wouldn’t mind if Jason and I spent some time together. I know that wasn’t the plan, and I hope you don’t mind, but Jay and I haven’t seen each other in forever and it was something I think we both needed …”
The fact Claire was being so open with me, even about how she’d missed Jason, lifted my heart. I knew the day she started hiding anything from me, especially feelings, would be the day I really had to start worrying about our marriage.
Buoyed by Claire’s openness and her loving smile at seeing me this morning, I decided on a change of tack. I suddenly felt more comfortable about their obvious closeness, and less in need of a heavy-handed talk with Claire about my fears from what I’d seen last night.
Putting a hand on Jason’s shoulder, I gave him a friendly look and asked, “Jason, friend, can I have a few minutes to talk to Claire?” He looked a bit worried, “Don’t worry, it’s nothing bad, and I think you’ll be happy with the outcome.”
I felt his huge hand weigh on my shoulder in a fraternal gesture, “Sure Neil, whatever you need, you got it,” and with that, he took himself off to his bedroom.
Claire momentarily looked worried.
“It’s okay honey, nothing bad. it’s just I think after last night, which wasn’t exactly what we had planned, I thought you and I could do with a chance to talk,” I suggested.
Claire still looked a little anxious, and so I thought no point beating around the bush, I’d better just come out and say it. “Claire, honey, I know we didn’t plan it this way, but with no strings attached, I’m happy for you to spend the rest of this trip with Jason.”
Claire’s expression instantly changed from anxious to confused, which made me smile a little, and I decided to be one-hundred-percent honest with Claire, even about my little watching trip to the gap in the wall.
“It’s like this, honey. After Hannah and I finished last night, I couldn’t sleep and I came to the kitchen and could hear you with Jason. Hannah came out to check if I was okay, and knowing how I like to watch, she showed me a gap in the wall, which I could use to watch you and Jason.”
Despite everything that had already happened between us, Claire blushed and looked momentarily embarrassed at being watched and at what I might have seen or heard.
“It’s okay, baby. I’m glad I watched because it made me realize how much you’ve missed Jason these last couple of weeks. Compared to normal, you’ve hardly seen anything of him or spent any time with him. And darling, while I’d love to keep you all to myself, I’d feel bad about that, knowing how much you and Jason have missed each other. And so, while we’re here, I’m okay for you to be with Jason.”
And then I used Hannah and Joshua to lighten the mood. “And, after all, it’s not like I’ll be all alone. I’ve got my new best buddy, Joshua. I’m sure he’ll keep me busy, And Hannah seems a really nice lady, either just as a friend to talk to or to have fun with. I am okay with either. Whichever is okay with you.”
Claire hadn’t spoken, and I gently teased her. “That’s me done, what do you think, Claire baby?”
My beautiful wife put her arms around my shoulders, telling me, “I’ll tell you what I think, honey. I think I love you, and I’ve got the best husband in the world.”
We kissed like newlyweds, and I marveled at how my melancholy from the previous night had been washed away by my chat with Hannah and then by Claire’s openness with me and the simple act of spending a little time with her.
As we broke the kiss, I could see Claire had something she wanted to ask. “Darling, if we stick to our original plan, we’ve only got another day and a half before we have to go back. I’d love it if we could spend some more time up here.”
Of course, what my sweet wife really meant was that she’d love it if she could spend some more time here with Jason! In my newly relaxed and confident mood, I agreed to Claire’s request, and we agreed that the five of us would all head back to New York at the same time on New Year’s Day. Not surprisingly, this earnt me another ‘best husband in the world’ accolade, as I’d just agreed to Claire having another five days together with Jason!
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Claire and I had this talk on Wednesday morning, and then after we’d all breakfasted together, we headed off to a local nature reserve, as Joshua had found it on the internet and was excited to see the animals there.
As the day progressed, things started to almost imperceptibly change. As we walked around the nature reserve before lunch, Claire and I walked together, with Hannah and Jason walking with Joshua most of the time. At lunch, somehow it just happened that Hannah and I sat on the same side of the table, and Claire and Jason on the other. And after lunch, it just seemed natural that Jason and Claire started walking together, swinging Joshua by his arms, in that game kids love to play.
Hannah and I were bringing up the rear, and with the weather having turned cold, Hannah put her arm through mine and pulled herself in close, partly for warmth and partly in a gesture of closeness. Hannah looked at me to check I was okay with this, and my smile gave her the answer she needed.
Just a few minutes later, as Joshua broke away from them to run ahead, Claire reached out to hold Jason’s hand, and just as Hannah did she snuggled up close to Jason as they walked, for the warmth and the pleasure of intimacy.
Little Joshua didn’t seem to bat an eyelid at the change around in the couples, and the new woman who was holding his daddy’s hand. He still had his daddy, and he liked Aunty Claire. And Uncle Neil was still there to play with him. So the fact his daddy was holding Aunty Claire’s hand didn’t make a difference to his little life.
And, just like that, the pattern was re-set. When it came time to drive back to the cabin, it seemed the most normal thing in the world that Claire climbed in the front with Jason, and Hannah and I rode in the back with Joshua between us. And when we got back, as Joshua used his last reserves of energy to play outside, I helped Hannah to prepare the dinner. Freed from our earlier agreement, I smiled as I looked into the lounge to see Claire and Jason cuddled on the sofa, talking and laughing about the day’s events.
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With Joshua safely in bed, the wine made its customary appearance. And as we talked, Claire was sat on Jason’s lap as they cuddled, while I had the pleasure of Hannah’s lush bottom keeping me warm.
As we talked, I guess I could have predicted it would be the ever mischievous Hannah who gently raised the subject of the changed arrangements.
With a smirk, she looked at her ex-husband and asked, “So, Jay, how’s your new girlfriend? Is she as good as I was? She looks a little skinny to me, boobs a bit small for your taste!”
Jason grinned, as Claire blushed. “Well, Hannah darling. Let’s just say, it’s like everything in life. We all like an upgrade if we can get one. I used to drive a Ford, and now I’ve got a Cadillac, if you know what I mean. And a Cadillac might not be as big as a Kenworth or a Peterbilt, but I still know which I’d prefer to drive!”
This last allusion to his preference for Claire’s big natural tits over Hannah’s larger fake tits made Hannah smile, but I guessed there’d be a riposte coming.
“Well honey, I don’t begrudge you your upgrade. You may have moved from Coach to Business, but I’m happy to be in First,” she said, giving me a possessive hug that made it clear to Jason what she meant.
Eventually, the teasing between ex-husband and ex-wife finally died down, and the conversation then ranged far and wide. As the evening wore on, the physical closeness between the two respective couples slowly increased. Claire was sat on Jason’s lap, and his arms were possessively wrapped around his woman. An unspoken message to me, that tonight and for the next few days, Claire was his woman, not mine. I don’t think it was meant aggressively. It was just what the four of us had agreed, just as Claire had to look on as Hannah cuddled me and my arms sent a signal that Hannah was mine.
As we continued talking, Jason’s hands soon wondered underneath Claire’s blouse to caress her tummy, soon rising higher to gently stroke and play with her big boobs.
And then the strangest thing happened. Jason whispered something in Claire’s ear, and she blushed and looked shocked before we saw her nod her head ever so slightly. Then Jason grinned and turned to look at Hannah and me.
“I’m sure the two of you have your own fun planned for later. But before that, Claire and I would love it if you watch us play.”
Looking at me for a moment, he continued. “I know Neil will enjoy it because he loves to watch Claire and me together. Thanks for that pal. And as we’re all now hanging out as two couples, we thought it would be nice for Hannah to watch as well. Hell, Hannah baby, you’ve seen me with plenty of other girls in the past. But I know you and Claire are good friends now, so I’m sure this would be really special.”
To someone who’d lived a sheltered life until these last weeks, it was a surreal situation. But as Hannah and I looked at each other, the playful grin on her face told me she’d love to watch her ex-husband make love to her new friend.
“Give us five minutes, then come through,” my new friend Jason smirked as he led my blushing wife through to their bedroom.
After the requested five minutes head start, we quietly opened the door to their bedroom. Only the bedside lamps were turned on, bathing the room in a low romantic atmosphere. My beautiful forty-three-year-old wife was kneeling on the floor by the side of the bed, her head bobbing up and down on her man’s huge black phallus. It was an incredibly erotic sight. We’d come up to the cabin determined not to play, with Claire and I being a conventional couple for our stay.
But after only two days, Claire had succumbed to her attraction to Jason and was kneeling in front of him, worshipping his black manhood. In this pose my wife’s big breasts looked stunning, silhouetted as they were by the low light. Jason turned to smile at me and his ex-wife, but Claire just carried on gazing at her lover as she took him in her mouth.
Jason looked at Hannah, and asked, “Do you remember what we used to do sometimes at those parties? You know, if there was a newbie couple?”
Hannah smiled at the memory, “Sure, honey. How could I forget? Why, are you thinking to do something like that now?”
Jason didn’t speak, the smile he gave Hannah answered for him. And with that, he slowly lifted Claire up from her knees and guided her to lay in the middle of the bed.
Jason raised Claire’s chin and kissed her softly. “Baby, I plan on making this a night you’ll never forget. I’m going to ask Hannah and Neil to join us in the bed, so we can all enjoy your wonderful body. Are you okay with that? I promise you, you’ll have a wonderful time.”
Claire looked nervously at Jason, “Okay. I trust you, Jason. I’ve never done anything like this before, so please be patient with me.”
What followed was one of the most erotic events I think either Claire or I have ever experienced. Jason was the ringmaster, as he took up his position between Claire’s welcoming thighs and gently slid his huge cock deep into my wife’s welcoming body. As he slowly pumped in and out, Claire’s eyes were closed tight as she moaned at the intense pleasure she was getting from the long, deep thrusts of his huge cock.
“Neil, go and lay down on Claire’s left,” Jason suggested to me. “Then you can kiss and hold her while we give her a night to remember.”
I was physically shaking as I walked over to lay next to Claire. As I took her hand, Claire opened her eyes and moved her head to signal she wanted me to kiss her. I gave her a gentle and tender kiss. “I love you, Claire. If you’re not comfortable with any of this, honey, just let me know.”
Claire’s eyes held mine and told me how much she loved me, and I’d given her just the comfort and reassurance she needed. I saw the stress leave her shoulders as she began to relax and enjoy whatever Jason had planned for her.
Without a word being said between them, Hannah joined her ex-husband next to Claire, and suddenly my wife looked nervous once again. Hannah just looked into her friends’ face until she sensed Claire had relaxed a little. She stroked Claire’s face, and my wife smiled weakly at Hannah. Encouraged, Hannah gave Claire the lightest of kisses, her lips barely touching those of my wife. Hannah looked into Clare’s eyes and seeing only nerves but no resistance, she kissed Claire again. Only this time, the kiss was stronger, with Hannah’s tongue gently starting to possess and explore Claire’s mouth.
Despite everything that had happened in the last few weeks, I was stunned at this development. Claire had never been with another woman before, and I was amazed she was letting Hannah kiss her. With Claire still letting Hannah do whatever she wanted to her body, Hannah continued French kissing my wife but also started playing with Claire’s big boobs. My poor wife didn’t know where to look. Her six-foot, five-inch black boyfriend continued to slide his huge cock in and out of her body, as Hannah gave her deep, soulful kisses and played with her tits. Hannah now started to really work Claire’s boobs over, squeezing the flesh and rolling and then nibbling my wife’s nipples. Claire just screwed her eyes closed and whimpered from the intense pleasure Jason and his ex-wife were giving her.
Jason tapped Hannah on her shoulder and they swapped positions. Claire’s eyes opened and gave a silent protest as Jason withdrew his massive man meat from my wife’s body. Then her eyes widened as she realized what Hannah was about to do, as she saw Hannah start to kiss her way down her tummy.
“No,” Claire cried out in the smallest of voices. She was thoroughly unconvincing. Her legs stayed open as Hannah’s head moved lower. Claire was now blushing at what was about to happen, and offered a last defense, putting her hand in front of her pussy. Jason kissed her and gently pulled my wife’s hand out of the way, telling her, “It’s okay Claire, you’ll love it, I promise, Hannah’s really good at eating pussy.”
From my position lying by Claire and holding her hand, I couldn’t see everything Hannah’s tongue, teeth and lips were doing to my wife, but what I could see was the effect it had on my wife. This might have been Claire’s first time going with another woman, but she was in heaven as Hannah’s mouth worked its magic on her clit and pussy. Any embarrassment Claire had felt earlier, was now long gone. My wife’s hands were gripped tight into Hannah’s black hair like two talons, pulling Hannah’s head ever closer onto her pussy. Claire’s whimpers and sobs of pleasure filled the room, as her long pale legs were wrapped around Hannah’s head. Until that moment I’d never really been turned-on by Lesbian sex like some guys are. But seeing my wife’s legs thrown wide and hearing her cries of delight as Hannah ate her pussy made me a new convert to the sapphic pleasures.
When Claire came down from her first lesbian climax with Hannah, the blushing and embarrassed look returned. But Jason took no notice. He kissed my wife softly, but then firmly told her what was about to happen. “Claire, honey, that was just a down-payment. You told me you wanted me to help you experiment. And that’s what we’re going to do tonight. With your loving husband here with you, so you can relax, Hannah and me are going to make love to you like never before. When my cock’s shot its bolt and I need a break, then Hannah’s going to make love to you as only another woman can. And then, when she needs a break, I’ll be ready to go again and give you more.”
Claire looked like a deer caught in the headlights, but she didn’t argue or resist. And for the next couple of hours, Jason was as good as his word. Between him and his ex-wife Hannah, they must have brought Claire to a dozen orgasms or more. Some from his huge cock, other from the attentions of Hannah and her womanly ways. After Jason shot his third load deep into my squealing and sobbing wife, Jason and Hannah looked at each other. They could see Claire was totally spent. Jason gave Claire a final kiss. “Claire honey, I think that’s enough. Why don’t you and Neil go and get some sleep together? We’ll see you in the morning”
I lead my weary but very happy wife off to bed. It was so good to feel the warmth and softness of her body next to mine. Not surprisingly, she was asleep seconds after her head hit the pillow, and I was left alone with my thoughts. I lay awake for a couple of hours, just staring at the ceiling. My mind was full of the sights and sounds of the evening, as Jason and Hannah had worked as a team to use my very willing wife as their sexual plaything.
I wondered how Claire would feel in the morning. How would she feel when she was face-to-face with Hannah, the woman who now knew her body as intimately as Jason or I did. Would she die of shame, or would she embrace what had happened between her and Hannah and Jason?
Having extended our original stay, we still had another four days here, and I couldn’t help but wonder what might happen. Between Claire and Jason, and between Hannah and me. Or, for that matter, between Claire and Hannah.
But, for me, the bigger question wasn’t about these next four days. The bigger question was what did this all mean for our lives when we got back to New York. Claire and I had just about gotten comfortable with there being a third wheel in our marriage. But after this evening, was our marriage about to become even more crowded?
