“It’s Tanya,” Karla told Kevin she retrieved the phone. “Good morning, darling.”
“What have you got on for today?” Tanya’s voice came through the tiny speaker.
Kevin crumpled his paper in his lap. “Good morning, Tanya,” he called.
“He’s there? I thought he’d already left.”
“He’s here,” Karla confirmed. “Tell him ‘Good morning.’”
“Good morning, Kevin,” Tanya offered.
Kevin grinned and went back to his paper.
“What’s going on?” Karla asked.
“I just thought we could have coffee or lunch together,” Tanya replied. “It’s been over a week.”
“And you want to know how the weekend in Chicago went, don’t you?”
“Of course,” Tanya laughed.
“With all the details,” Karla proposed.
“Naturally.”
“Are you living vicariously through me?”
“What choice do I have? You’re the one winging away for illicit couplings with strange men.”
“Ted is not a strange man. You’ll have an opportunity to meet him shortly, if you’re free.”
“Free for what?”
“A Halloween weekend pajama party over here,” Karla answered. “I’m writing up the invitations now.”
“A pajama party? How does that work?”
“A weekend of fun and frolicking in your sexiest sleepwear. Look, why don’t we have lunch? I’ll give you the invitation for you guys. Then we can deliver the others.”
“Who’s invited?”
“You and Tom, of course. Jeremy and Jessica. My friend Alex. And Ted from Chicago.”
“How are we delivering the Chicago invitation?”
“By phone. Don’t worry. He’ll be here.”
“You sound pretty sure of that.”
“I am. I’m a great piece of ass. He won’t want to miss out on that. Plus, we’re arranging for his ticket and putting him up for the weekend. He’ll be here.”
“Where’s he going to stay?” Tanya asked. “A hotel?”
“No, sweetie. He’ll stay here with us. Unless or until you take him home with you.”
“Oh!” Tanya replied. “It’s that kind of a party.”
“Of course it is. What did you think? Sexy PJs?”
“Well, that pretty much negates the reason for this call.”
“Why? What’s up?”
“I was going to ask you to take Tom for a spin on the Karla-go-round. He’s been a bit sulky lately.”
“He misses me?”
“Geez! What a slut you are!”
“Ya think?
“Almost as bad as me. I was going to send him to you and hoped you’d reciprocate by sending me Kevin for a night.”
“We could do that. You want to do that tonight?”
“I’ve got to go to work,” Kevin announced.
“Okay, baby,” Karla answered. “After work, though, go on over to Tanya’s. She’ll feed you and fuck you. I’ll see you tomorrow morning.”
“Seriously?” he replied. “I’m getting to feel like just another stud in your stable.”
“Of course you are, darling,” Karla grinned. “Kiss me g’bye and I’ll see you tomorrow.”
He leaned down and kissed her quickly on the lips. “And I guess I’ll see you tonight,” he directed at the phone in Karla’s hand.
“I guess so,” Tanya answered with a chuckle. “You want anything special for supper?”
Kevin pressed his forefinger to his lips for a moment. “How about my goddess, naked under a robe, in gold-covered high heels?”
Tanya’s bright laugh came through the phone speaker. “I’ll see what I can do,” she replied. “Shall we fuck before dinner or after?”
“How about both?” he chuckled.
“Love you, horn dog,” Tanya laughed. “See you tonight.”
Kevin leaned over and kissed Karla again. “Be good,” he directed lightly.
“Darling, you know me. I’m always good.”
“See you tonight, Kevin!” Tanya called from the phone.
Kevin laughed and walked through the door to the garage.
“I suppose I ought to pack him a toothbrush and razor,” Karla spoke into the phone.
“Right,” Tanya replied. “You can give me his things at lunch.”
“And you bring me Tom’s,” Karla responded.
“I will. And after lunch we can go shopping for those gold high heels Kevin wants me to wear.”
“What do you think Tom would like me to wear?”
Tanya laughed. “Nothing.”
“How about black thigh-highs with lacy tops, some patent leather black stilettos and nothing else?”
“That should do it.”
“Where should we have lunch?”
“How about Carlito’s? I hear they have marvelous Mojitos.”
+++
“Here’s Kevin’s stuff,” Karla said, handing over a small canvas bag. “I even put a change of drawers in there in case you make him blow his load in his shorts.
“Here’s Tom’s,” Tanya replied, her reaction surprisingly subdued.
“What’s going on?” Karla asked. “This is supposed to be fun.”
“I called Tom and told him to go to your house after work. He reacted badly.”
“Did he? What’s his deal?”
“It’s probably my fault. I told him he’d been behaving like a dick and needed to get laid so he shouldn’t bother coming home, just go to your house. He asked me what I meant. I told him he’d been sullen and moping about, and a night alone with you was just what he needed. He asked me what I was going to do, so I told him I was going to make all of Kevin’s dreams come true.”
“He wasn’t thrilled with that idea?”
“He accused me of sending him to you just so I could screw Kevin.”
“Honey, you don’t need to send Tom to me for that. All you need to do is show up.”
Tanya shook her head. “I wish I’d thought of that when I was talking to Tom. He kept on and on about me wanting to fuck Kevin. I tried to tell him that the point was to get him laid by you. Me getting screwed by Kevin was just a happy coincidence. He didn’t buy it.”
Karla sipped her drink. “So, you can tell me. What’s really going on.”
Tanya sighed and looked up to the ceiling. “I think Tom’s incredibly jealous that you went off to Chicago last weekend. He’s deflecting.”
“Why would he care what I do?”
“All I know is that he was distressed about your encounter with Jeremy and Jasmine. When I told him you’d gone to Chicago with Kevin to get laid he went into withdrawal mode.”
“Geez, Tanya! What the hell? That’s screwed up!”
“I know. Maybe he’s…I don’t know.”
“Yeah, well, if he is, he’d better fix it. Is he going to my place tonight?”
“Yes. After he blasted me, he just said, ‘Fine. I’ll go to Karla’s tonight.’ Then he slammed down the phone.”
“Okay. Well, that’s a good thing. I mean, it’ll give us a chance to get him back on track.”
“You think you can do that?”
“Of course I can. Look, we’re fun fucking, right? Nobody’s falling in love. And nobody owns anybody. I’ll square him away.”
“I think he fancies himself in love with you.”
“Well, that’s a fucking mistake. I mean, I love him, sure, just like I love you and Jasmine and Jeremy. But this is all friends with benefits. If he’s deluded himself into something else, we’ll need to get him back on the rails. We’re not doing this to screw up anybody’s relationships. The two of you belong together. He’s got to see that. I’m going to make him see that.”
“Maybe this was a mistake, you know, starting all this?”
“Nonsense. Look. You take Kevin tonight and do whatever you want. Screw him, make love to him, whatever. Make yourself feel better. I’m going to fuck Tom’s brains out. But there won’t be any doubt about what it is. It’s going to be hardcore fucking. He gets all lovey-dovey with me, I’ll slap the shit out of him. We’re not doing that. By tomorrow morning, he’ll have his head on straight. I promise you that.”
“You can do that?”
Karla laughed. “I can do that. I promise. I’ll stomp out any delusions he has. And if we wants any more of this, he’s going to have to get straight.”
Tanya gave her a crooked little smile. “I know he’s a dick, right? But I do love him.”
“I know. I also know he loves you. And Kevin worships you. That’s all right with me, too. Hell, you deserve to be worshipped. But, he’s coming home to me because he knows I’m sending Tom back to you. In fact, I’ve got a devious little idea, if you’re willing to play along.”
“What’s your idea?”
“We’re going to make Tom crazy with desire for you.”
“How are we going to do that?”
+++
When Karla heard Tom’s car pull up in the driveway she positioned herself in the alcove just visible from the front door. She’d dressed as planned. She wore thigh-high black stocking with lace tops, and some five inch heels in black patent leather. On a whim, she’d added long black gloves and a silver rhinestone bracelet on her left wrist. Her hair was loosely bound and draped across her left shoulder with a black and silver comb and ribbon pushing it off her face. She’d added a black ribbon choker around her throat with a silver and rhinestone pin in the front. Her make-up had been impeccably applied. Otherwise, she was naked.
She heard him knock lightly.
“It’s open, Tom,” she called softly.
He pushed the door open and stopped in his tracks. “Holy shit!” he said, his eyes scanning the vision from top to bottom.
“Hello, Tom,” she said in a hoarse whisper. “I’ve been waiting for you.”
“Holy crap, Karla,” he managed to croak out. “You look incredible.”
She smiled coyly. “Your wife told me you’d like to find me like this.”
“She did?”
Karla nodded. “She knows you so well.”
“Yeah,” he muttered. “I guess so.”
“There’s a bottle, some ice, and glasses on the kitchen bar, Tom. Why don’t you make us a drink?”
“Yeah, sure,” he stammered, hardly able to walk past her. She put a hand on his shoulder as he passed.
“We’ll have our drinks and then get our little party started. Okay?”
“Yeah, sure.”
“Just one thing,” Karla said. “I need you to call Tanya and tell her you love her while you’re looking at me.”
“You’re shitting me,” he blurted.
She shook her head gently. “You have to do it, or we won’t be able to have any fun.”
“Why?”
“Because I asked you to, Tom. Don’t you want to fuck me?”
“Yeah, sure. Of course.”
“Those are my conditions, Tom.”
“All right,” he muttered.
Tom made the drinks, pouring the sparkling brown liquid over the ice in the old-fashioned glasses. He handed one to Karla. She took it, sipped delicately, and put the glass down on the counter.
“Call her,” she ordered softly.
Tom took out his phone and punched a couple of buttons.
“On speaker,” Karla directed.
He punched another button and absently put the phone to his ear. They could hear the buzzing of the ring tone. Tanya didn’t answer. Instead, the voicemail message began.
“It went to voicemail,” he said defensively.
“She’s probably already fucking Kevin. Leave a message. Tell her you love her.”
“You mean while she’s…”
Karla nodded at him. They both heard the tone after the message. “Tanya,” he said uncertainly. “I just want to tell you that I love you. Bye.” He reached down and punched the button to end the call.
“Good,” Karla said. “Now bring your phone, your drink and your hard-on and follow me to the bedroom.”
“My phone? Why?”
“Tanya may want to call you back. You have to be there for her.” She turned on her heel and sashayed sexily toward the bedroom.
It was lit with candles in strategic locations. The bedcovers had been removed.
“I understand you were jealous because I went to Chicago to get laid this weekend.”
“I wasn’t jealous,” he protested softly.
“Look at my body, Tom. You see my pussy?”
He nodded.
“It was licked, sucked, eaten and fucked by somebody you’ve never even met. Does it look any different to you?”
“No.”
“Do you want to lick, suck, eat and fuck it, too?”
“Yeah.”
“I thought you might. You need to get undressed, Tom. Before any of that, I want you to see and feel my gloves on your hard-on and to watch your cock disappear between these hot, red lips.”
“Jesus, Karla,” he gasped.
“Get naked, Tom,” she ordered softly.
Tom began to strip as Karla kept up a fairly constant monologue.
“You know, we’ve done this before. The first time we started in the living room. Then we did it again. That was the time I licked Kevin’s dick as he fucked Tanya. I don’t know why this should be so different. I mean, true, we haven’t fucked out of the presence of our respective spouses. But, you know, the way they were so absorbed in each other, I’m not really sure they knew what you and I were doing. But this is different, isn’t it Tom?”
“I guess,” he replied as he dropped his trousers to the floor, kicked them away, and began working on his shoes and socks.
“It’s different because Kevin and Tanya aren’t here. They’re at your house. So, whatever we want to do, we can do. We don’t have to be afraid they’ll see us. Is there anything you want to do that you wouldn’t if Tanya or Kevin were here?”
“I don’t think so.”
“That’s fine. I mean, you’ve sucked my pussy and I’ve sucked your cock. We’re going to do that again. Of course, we didn’t do a sixty-nine. We could, though, if you want. I have trouble with that, though. One of the things I learned this weekend. I like concentrating on my blowjobs. I have trouble doing that while my pussy is being eaten.”
Tom tossed off his T-shirt and stood clad only in his boxers. Karla took a step toward him.
“You’ll have to take those off, too, Tom,” she instructed, noticing the bulge his cock was making in the front. “I guess I could suck you through the fabric.” She snickered softly. “But, I really prefer the feel of the hard meat between my lips.”
Tom quickly slid the boxers down his legs and kicked them away.
Karla stepped up to him and encircled his rod with her gloved hand. “You want to kiss me before I suck you?” she teased. “I like it both ways. Ted kissed me after I sucked him. He kissed me after he came in my mouth, too. I really liked that.”
Tom grabbed her shoulders and pulled her to him. The kiss was hot and passionate.
Karla looked into his eyes when she released him, a teasing grin on her face.
“I don’t know…” he began.
“Or does is make you jealous?”
“A little, I guess,” he replied in a low voice.
“You shouldn’t get jealous,” she admonished him. “I like fucking. It’s what I do. Kevin likes it when I do it.”
“He doesn’t get jealous?”
“If he does, he controls it. But, I don’t think he does, really. He knows I love him and I’m always going to be his.”
Tom sighed deeply.
“Don’t be distressed, darling,” she whispered. “I’ll still suck and fuck you.”
“It isn’t that,” he started.
“What is it, then? You want me to yourself?”
“That would be foolish,” he admitted.
“It would, and for two reasons. First, I couldn’t do it. I like sucking and fucking other men too much to quit now. Second, you’re in love with Tanya. I heard you tell her that.”
“You made me say that.”
Karla dropped to a knee in front of him. Her gloved hand stroked his hardness. She positioned it in front of her lips and licked the tip with her tongue. She administered a tiny kiss to the crown.
“You need to remember that, Tom. I’m someone you fuck. Tanya is your love. Now watch this.”
She pressed his cock to her lips, opened her mouth, and slid him between her lips, her tongue scrambling along the underside. She backed away and looked at him.
“I’m a fuck whore, Tom. Tanya is your goddess. You come here for a good suck and fuck. You go home for tenderness, love, and consideration. And I do this, Tom, with anybody I want whenever I want. What I do would drive you crazy.”
She extended her tongue and slid it along the bottom of his cock, absorbing his meat between her lips. She held it tightly in her mouth, sucking and lashing it with her tongue. She turned her eyes up to meet his and found him looking down at the vision of her lips curled around his meat.
“You like watching me suck you?” she whispered when she released him.
“Yes,” he groaned.
She nodded briefly before sucking him into her welcoming mouth.
The sounds of an opus broke into the room. Karla stopped, and looked up at Tom in inquiry.
“My phone,” he gasped.
She released her hold on him. “Don’t you think you should answer it?”
“Why? Nobody’s going to call me.”
“It’s your wife, darling. You should answer it. And I want to hear.”
“Karla,” he began to protest.
“Answer it,” she said firmly, “And put it on speaker. If you don’t, we’re done here.”
Tom reached for his phone and pressed the button to answer. With the press of another button, the room was filled with the sounds of a different sort.
“Oh, god!” they heard Tanya’s voice in the midst of a moan.
“Are you all right?” Tom asked, concern flooding through him.
Karla, meanwhile, smiled and resumed attending to Tom’s stiff rod.
“Oh, yes,” Tanya’s voice responded in an intelligible break of the constant sounds of her arousal. “Can you hear me?”
“Yes,” Tom replied. The reality of what he was hearing began to form in his mind.
“His tongue, Tom,” they heard Tanya gasping. “It’s in your pussy; in your fuckhole. He’s licking me and tongue-fucking me! Can you hear me?”
“I hear,” he said shortly, caught by his own gasp as Karla’s tongue stabbed into a particularly sensitive area of his cock.
“Kevin’s eating her pussy,” Karla murmured as she released Tom. She stood up and faced him. “I can imagine what that looks like. Can you?”
Tanya’s moans interrupted them momentarily.
“I can.”
“You can see her,” Karla went on, “With her legs spread wide, her hands on his head, pulling him into her while his tongue plunges into that soft flesh you know so well.”
“I can see it,” he responded gruffly.
“I want you to kiss me, Tom. I want you to tongue-fuck my mouth while we listen to your wife come on my husband’s tongue.”
“Oh, sweet….” Tanya’s gasp came through the phone. “You’re going to make me come,” she pleaded with Kevin. They could hear his mumbled hum of affirmation.
Tom tossed the phone on the bed and collected Karla in his arms. His meat pressed into her abdomen, throbbing as their lips met and his tongue drove into her mouth. Behind them, the sounds of Tanya repeated groans as she crested in orgasm played an accompaniment to their own rising passions.
As Tanya’s repeated cries of “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” diminished into mere groans and whimpers, Karla pulled back from Tom’s lips.
“She even sounds beautiful when she’s coming.”
Tom nodded.
“Kevin loves to eat pussy. I think he especially loves Tanya’s pussy. Should we ask them?”
“What are you doing?” Tom asked her.
Karla smiled. “I’m letting you hear your wife get pleasured. Don’t you like the sounds of her arousal? It’s just sex, Tom. She’s going to get fucked tonight. And tomorrow she’ll come home to you and you will be the one to arouse her and elicit those sounds of passion.”
“But you and I,” he began.
“Yes, we will. And in the same way, I will go back to Kevin in the morning. We’ll have wonderful memories of an exciting interlude. I thought you understood that, Tom. This isn’t forever. This is just a diversion. As much as Kevin worships your Tanya, she’s your goddess. And I am his.”
“What is this all about?”
She smiled at him tenderly. “It’s about priorities, darling. It’s about knowing who you belong to and who I belong to. We’re on loan to each other; gifts from our spouses for the purpose of keeping the fires burning.”
“Gifts?”
“Kneel down, Tom. Put your cheek against my thigh, right here.” She patted her right thigh. He followed her instructions. “Now close your eyes.”
“Okay.”
“Do you feel my warmth?”
“Yes.”
“Is it soft and smooth?”
“Yes. What…?”
“You have made a gift of your wife to my husband. And I have gifted him to her. At the same time, Kevin made me your gift for this evening, and Tanya has given you to me for just a little while. Kevin is worshipping your wife. Do you want to worship me?”
“I do,” he confirmed.
“Then do it, Tom. But make no mistake. It is temporary.”
“But we keep doing it,” he protested.
“Because we want to,” she replied. “Right now I want you to lick me. Suck my sex into your mouth and fuck me with your tongue.”
Tom groaned as he followed her instructions.
“Don’t fuck this up, Tom,” Karla warned him. “I want your tongue in there. I want to be able to suck on your cock. I want to fuck you, and I think you want to fuck me, too. Don’t fuck it up by screwing up your marriage, or all this will stop. Kevin will still fuck Tanya because he wants to, she wants to, and I want them to do it. But you and I will be over. You’ll never taste this pussy again; never slide your cock inside me; in my mouth or my pussy. We’re just fuck toys, you and I. I don’t dress like this for the man I love. I dress like this for my fuck buddy. It’s a game. It’s for fun. And we can do it as long as you remember that.”
Tom pulled back. “I love tasting your pussy.”
Karla smiled down at him and nodded. “And I love how it feels when you do it.”
“Did Tanya tell you I was in love with you?”
“She said she was afraid you were.”
Tom chuckled. “She’s too insecure. I told her that it was great fucking you while she fucked your husband. That’s all. She assumed I wanted you all the time.”
“You don’t?”
“I do. Anytime she’s fucking Kevin, I want you.”
“So all this was a waste of breath?”
“A little bit.”
“So, we’re good?”
“Mostly. I was pissed you went to Chicago when you could have just come over here.”
“You do understand I like variety.”
“I’ve figured that out. I guess I just have to learn to deal with it.”
“So you weren’t really jealous?”
“My wife takes things to an emotional extreme. I wasn’t jealous. I was just mad.”
“So you’re not in love with me?”
“I’m in lust with you. I want to fuck you. I want to eat you, kiss you, and fuck you. But it’s just lust. You’re a very hot woman. I crave you.”
“So, we should go to bed and satisfy your craving?”
“That sounds terrific. Hearing Tanya scream out her orgasm was so hot that I want to make you do the same.”
“I think you should call her and ask her if you can fuck me.”
“What’s the point of that?”
“Just to let her know that you belong to her and are asking her permission.”
“We’ve done this twice, already,” he argued. “Is it necessary?”
“Probably not. It’s just nice. Besides, I like hearing you try to talk to her when your cock is in my mouth.”
“You’re going to do that again?” he asked in surprise.
“You hate it?”
“No! Absolutely not. I love it. But you already…you know?”
“Umm hmm. Call her.”
“Oh, wow!” he exclaimed as she knelt in front of him and took just the crown between her lips and swirled her tongue around it. She let it slide wetly from between her lips.
“You like that? I tried it in Chicago.”
Tom was pressing the buttons on his phone. “It’s awesome,” he replied.
“Don’t forget to put it on speaker,” she directed before diving back onto his hardness.
The sounds were similar to the last call. They could hear Tanya panting and breathing heavily when she answered with a husky, “Hello?”
“Hello, my darling,” Tom spoke. “Are you still getting eaten?”
“Oh! Oh, no! No, baby. I’m getting laid.”
“He’s inside you?”
“Yes! Oh, god that feels good!”
“I’m having my cock kissed and sucked,” he confessed.
“Good for you,” Tanya gasped. “Mmmm, baby!”
“Karla said I should call and ask if it was okay for me to fuck her.”
“She did? Oh, nice. Yes. Keep going. I guess you can, honey, since I’m getting fucked.”
“I want an image,” Tom said, huskily. “Are you on your back?”
“Mmm hmmm! My legs are on his shoulders and he’s pounding into me.”
“Tell him I love him,” Karla called out. “I wish we could see it.”
“Oooo!” Tanya replied. “You should come over.”
“This is your night with him,” Karla replied. “We don’t want to intrude.”
“Come over. I want Tom to look into my eyes when Kevin makes me come.”
Karla laughed. “He’d like that. Maybe later.”
“Have fun, baby,” Tom said. “I love you.”
“Do you really,” Tanya asked in a strained voice.
“He does,” Karla answered for him. “He’s rock hard listening to getting fucked.”
“Ohhh!” Tanya called. “That’s good. That’s good to hear. I have to go.”
“We’ll see you in a bit,” Karla told her. She nodded at Tom and he broke the connection. “How about that?” she asked him.
“Too hot for words. Sounds like we’re lagging behind.”
“Should I kneel on the bed so you can take me from behind?”
“Another time. I want to look into those beautiful green eyes of yours when you come.”
“Like Kevin and Tanya, then? My legs over your shoulders?”
“Sounds right.”
“Come fuck me, baby,” Karla invited him as she lay back on the bed, raised and spread her legs. “We need to catch up.”
Tom groaned as he positioned her legs onto his shoulders and aligned with her welcoming flesh.
“Fuck me good and hard, Tom,” she murmured. “Make me come. Make us come together. And then we’ll go next door and join your wife and my husband.”
“You want to do that?” Tom asked through gritted teeth as he felt her hot flesh envelop him.
“Um hmm,” she replied. “I want you to look at your wife while you fuck me. And I want you to see her looking at you.”
+++
They found Kevin and Tanya in the kitchen when they arrived.
“What are you doing here?” Kevin asked in moderate alarm.
Tanya shifted her nakedness to present to her husband. She grinned coyly at him.
“I have a plan,” Karla responded. “What are you drinking?”
“Orange juice,” Tanya told her.
“No vodka?” Karla asked.
“Just OJ,” Kevin answered.
“For replenishment and energy,” Tanya chuckled.
“Pour us some,” Karla directed.
“What’s this plan of yours?” Kevin asked as he retrieved two glasses and poured the orange liquid into them.
“We’re going to re-connect,” Karla answered.
“So, it’s a conversation,” Kevin concluded.
“Not exactly,” his wife replied after taking a long drink from her glass. “That’s very good.”
“It really is refreshing,” Tanya told her.
“So, have the two of you been behaving badly?” Karla asked with a huge grin.
“We’ve been having fun,” Tanya replied. “How about you?”
“Well, you’re husband tried to drive my head through the headboard on your bed.”
“And here I thought he loved you.”
“Don’t be silly. He loves fucking me. Don’t you, Tom?”
“I have to admit,” Tom grinned at them.
“So, he isn’t in love with you?” Tanya asked Karla.
“Of course not, darling,” Karla answered. “He’s in love with you. Hearing the sound of you getting pounded by my dearest drove him half crazy.” She drained her glass.
“He was jealous?”
“Not jealous,” Karla responded. “Aroused, maybe. Enthralled. Excited.”
“Hello!” Tom interjected. “Can I speak for myself?”
“Of course, my darling,” Karla responded. “Tell her what you were feeling.”
“Well,” he began, “Karla was right. It was very exciting. You know how I love the sounds you make when you’re getting laid. So, yes, it aroused me, too.”
“That’s what I said,” Karla said ruefully.
Tanya drained her glass. “So, you liked hearing me getting fucked.” It was a statement more than a question. “And you weren’t jealous.”
“Yes, and yes.”
“So I screwed this up?”
“A little bit,” Karla replied. “You may have been a little over-sensitive. But it’s all right. The result is that we’ve all had a marvelous time tonight. And, if everybody’s finished, I suggest we adjourn to the bedroom and continue.”
“So are you going to tell us your plan?” Kevin asked her.
“Mmmm, no,” she replied definitively. “I think we’ll just do it.”
Tanya led the way to the bedroom with Kevin following. Karla had one hand on his back and tugged Tom by his hand with the other. When they arrived, Tanya made a half-hearted effort to smooth out the sheet and replace the pillows.
“We’ll just need one of those,” Karla told her. “Right at the top in the center.”
Tanya made sure there was a pillow placed as Karla directed.
“Kevin, darling. You get to lay down with your head on the pillow. Face up, please.”
Kevin took his position.
“Now Tanya? Please position yourself across Kevin’s head.”
“Lying down?” Tanya asked.
“No, darling. He’s going to eat your pussy.”
Tanya chuckled. “Ride his face then. You could have just said that.”
“Face the foot of the bed, dear.” Tanya complied and gave a little squeal as Kevin’s tongue made contact with her sex.
Karla then climbed onto the bed in a kneeling position, placing her face over Kevin’s swelling erection. “Now, then, Tom, you get to fuck me from behind. Slowly, please. Slowly but firmly while I suck my husband’s cock.”
Tom approached her with his meat in his hand, maneuvering until it was lodged at the entrance to her love canal.
“Now, the most important thing. Tanya, I want you and Tom to look at each other. Don’t take your eyes off one another. I’m going to suck off my husband while he eats your pussy, and while your husband fucks me. Everybody’s going to come, at least once, and we’re all going to have a wonderful time in the process. Tom will see how beautiful Tanya looks when she comes on Kevin’s tongue, and Tanya will see how adorable Tom looks while he fucks me. Let’s do this.”
She lowered her head to suck Kevin’s cock between her lips, emitting a soft hum as Tom penetrated into her depths.
