Play With Us: An Urban Foursome Game Night Fantasy (Erotic Swingers Book 2)

by Brianna Skylark

  ‘A long year,’ he said as he pulled away, laughing.

  Elsie glared at him.

  ‘Almost. Tomorrow it will be anyway. So we’ve got an entire…’ she paused and turned her head to look at their bedside clock. ‘Forty eight minutes left of being newlyweds.’

  ‘Then we should fuck like rabbits, before we become old and boring,’ said Cole, laughing.

  ‘We definitely should.’

  Cole grabbed at the bottom of her jumper and hurriedly pulled it up and over her head as she struggled out of it. She sat up as her husband knelt forward and tugged at her camisole top, pulling it up as it got caught in her ponytail.

  Now she was undoing his belt as he unclipped her bra and within seconds her breasts were bare as his hard cock bulged through his jeans. She felt the edge of it through his trousers and then smiled as she unzipped him, laughing as it popped out through his boxers.

  She knelt up in front of him and began to undo his shirt as he caressed her breast with one hand and stroked her hair with the other. As the last button came undone he threw it off and Elsie turned her attention to his underwear, pulling them down hard and exposing her husbands huge and erect cock.

  Without hesitation she slipped him deep into her mouth and stroked him back and forth in her palm, running her tongue over his glans as he moaned and arched his head back. She took him deep into her throat and back out again, then quickly around her mouth and tongue, tickling the very tip as she pumped him firmly.

  He reached down and took her shoulders, pushing her back onto the bed and then he was tugging at her skirt, pulling it down and off and his thumbs slipped inside the edge of her knickers as he exposed her.

  Her pussy was already soaking wet and she leaned back against the pillow and parted her knees. Without breaking eye contact with him, she lowered a single finger and pushed it inside herself, as deep as she could go. Then she pulled it out and beckoned him forward, pushing her wetness into his mouth as he knelt between her legs.

  He pulled her down sharply so she was laying flat, making her gasp and then he put one knee beside her, and one between her legs and traced his hand down from her cheek, along her neck, down her chest, around her breast, down her stomach and onto her waist and then finally, he parted her lips and slipped two fingers inside her.

  She was soaking wet already and he pushed in and arched up and began to thrust back and forth, like he was beckoning her toward him, pushing over and over against her g-spot.

  As she writhed and moaned and twisted with her eyes closed, he surprised her and closed his lips over her nipple, running his tongue around it in a swirling and flicking motion as he kept his pace.

  She could feel herself starting to cum and she reached out for the back of his neck, pushing his face into her bosom as his fingers pleasured her.

  As she came, she arched her back and moaned out loud, then she went silent, her mouth in the shape of an O as she shuddered and whimpered.

  Then she collapsed back onto the bedsheets as her husband sat up.

  In one quick motion he spun her over and pulled her up onto all fours and then knelt behind her as she looked back at him.

  ‘Fuck me hard,’ she said as they locked eyes and a moment later his rock solid dick slid all the way into her at once, pushing her forward as she cried out in pleasure.

  His cock was so big she could feel it push against her cervix and she yelped out in pain.

  ‘Sorry,’ he said. ‘I didn’t mean to go so deep.’

  She winced but then nodded.

  ‘It’s okay, keep going.’

  He pushed into her again, but not as far this time and began to speed up.

  It wasn’t long until Elsie was moaning again as her husband’s girth and length filled her up. It felt so good when he fucked her like this from behind. It was her favourite position, although she loved missionary too. It was nice to look into his eyes, but he always fucked her harder from behind.

  She wondered if it was because he liked the view. She always felt a little self-conscious when they fucked like this with the light on. It felt funny to her that he was making love to her and looking down on her ass.

  But it was also a little taboo. Her little hole was something that only her husband ever got to see. It was naughty, but she had to admit that it turned her on.

  His hands grabbed hold of her waist and then slid round to her ass as he continued to pound her, the head of his cock stretching her insides as it grew and pulsed.

  She sensed him raising his hand into the air and then felt it smack down on her behind as he spanked her. He did it a second time and she moaned in pleasure.

  Then he rested his hand against her ass and squeezed it as he pushed into her.

  Then something else happened.

  As he swept his hand across, his thumb grazed her other hole and she bit her lip as a wave of naughtiness and surprise rushed through her.

  ‘Sorry,’ he said, as he pulled his hand away.

  But Elsie was shaking, and her lips had gone dry.

  She turned back to look at him.

  ‘I’m sorry,’ he said, slowing down.

  ‘Do that again,’ she said.

  Cole frowned.

  ‘Touch… your?’

  She nodded urgently, pushing herself back onto his cock and biting her lip. ’Touch my ass.’

  Nervously, Cole’s shaking fingers slid across his wife's bottom, then he traced a single finger down between her cheeks. He continued to slide in and out of her, and could feel her pussy tightening around his cock as he drew nearer.

  Then as lightly as he could, he pressed his thumb against her.

  Elsie’s body shook and she breathed out in pleasure, her mouth wide, her eyes closed and her body rocking forward at his touch.

  ‘Keep fucking me,’ she said.

  Cole realised he had stopped as soon as he’d touched her and he resumed straight away, still holding his thumb against her little button as his cock dipped back into her.

  ‘Oh fuck, put it in,’ she said.

  ‘My cock?’ he said, looking up.

  She shook her head from side to side. ‘No, your finger, put it in my ass.’

  Cole’s eyes widened and he started shaking with excitement and trepidation. Elsie had never talked like this before and it was almost too much. He was going to cum soon and he wasn’t going to be able to slow down or stop himself.

  He withdrew his thumb, licked his little finger and then slowly traced the line between her cheeks again before wiggling it and pushing it against her sweet little hole.

  ‘Yes,’ she said.

  He pushed a little harder at the same time as she pushed back and suddenly, the tip of his finger disappeared inside his wife’s ass.

  That was it, the sight and the feeling of what was happening was too much. It sent him over the edge.

  Cole came, and a second later, so did Elsie.

  She buried her face in the pillow as her husbands cock strained and erupted inside of her, filling her up with his cum, rope after rope of warmth squirting into her pussy as she quivered and shook in orgasm.

  Slowly he removed his finger, as gently as he could and a moment later, his soft slick cock slid out of her pussy. She collapsed forward onto the bed, shaking and breathing erratically.

  She grabbed for him and pulled his arms around her and then she covered them both in the duvet, hiding her face underneath it.

  She was feeling more than a little embarrassed.

  Mortified might be the word.

  Cole stroked her hair with his hand and pressed his body up against hers.

  ‘That was amazing,’ he said quietly into her ear.

  She shook her head.

  ‘What’s wrong?’

  ‘It was rude,’ she whispered, her head still hidden beneath the covers.

  ’So?’

  ‘It was really rude.’

  ‘Does that matter?’

  She shrugged. ‘I’ve never done that before.’
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br />   ‘Me neither, ‘ he said as he squeezed her tight in his arms to reassure her. ’I think you liked it though.’

  She shook her head again vigorously, and then stopped. A moment later, she very delicately nodded.

  ‘Maybe a bit,’ she said, but it was barely a whisper.

  They were silent for a little while, just holding each other as Elsie processed what had just happened.

  Her husbands finger had been inside her ass, and it had felt so fucking naughty.

  As soon as he had pushed it in, she had cum. It had been a different orgasm too, more powerful than the first, but she felt strangely ashamed, as though she’d done something wrong.

  What was even more confusing, was that she wanted to do it again.

  She peeled back the covers and turned to look at her husband, who smiled at her. Her eyes were big and wide and she looked pale and embarrassed.

  ‘Did you like it?’ she said.

  ‘I loved it.’

  ‘Did you really think I meant your cock when I asked you to put it in?’

  Cole nodded and smiled.

  ‘Would you like that?’

  Cole gazed into her eyes, and then nodded again.

  Elsie shot back under the covers and moved back, so her ass was further away from him.

  ‘That is so rude,’ she said, loudly this time.

  Cole grabbed her and pulled her towards him, shifting the covers down so he could see her face.

  ‘Why is it rude?’

  ‘Because you can’t put your willy there,’ she said, whispering again but laughing this time.

  Cole laughed hard, and then kissed her.

  ‘I don’t care,’ he said.

  ‘You should care.’

  ‘It doesn’t bother me,’ he said. ‘I love you.’

  Elsie shook her head again, but she was still smiling.

  ‘No,’ she lied. ‘I don’t want to.’

  ‘That’s fine,’ he said, nodding sincerely. ‘It’s not up to me, it’s your body.’

  Elsie stared into his eyes for a while, happily grinning as he stared back.

  ‘You mean that don’t you?’

  Cole nodded then he leaned forward and kissed her. As his lips met hers she wrapped her arms around his head and pulled him down towards her, pressing her forehead against his and biting her lip.

  ‘It’s our anniversary tomorrow though,’ she said. As she spoke she felt his cock twitch against her leg. ‘Maybe, I might feel differently in the morning.’

  ‘Maybe you will.’

  ‘Maybe tomorrow night, you could fuck my ass?’ she whispered as she felt his cock hardening against her.

  ‘Maybe I will.’

  ‘Maybe, I would like that.’

  He pulled her towards him and kissed her hard.

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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  BRIANNA SKYLARK IS the pen name of a happily married, utterly insatiable, thirty-something mother of two living in a repressed little village on the south coast of England.

  She's the wife of a rugged archeologist and often likes to think she's married to Indiana Jones. Over the years she's experimented with various occupations including filmmaking, video game voiceover artist and climbing instructor, but her favourite job is her most recent one... steamy romance novelist.

  She loves bringing sweet, strong, faithful and loving women to life through her books, and then introducing them to strong, kind and endearing alpha males (or sensual females) who satisfy their every desire in the bedroom and beyond.

  When she's not writing, she's often found hiking or climbing in the far reaches of Scotland and Wales or exploring the woods and beaches near her home with the man of her dreams, and their two gorgeous children.

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