Then Amy leapt forward and embraced her, holding her tight as the two of them began to cry.
‘Yes,’ she said quietly.
Mark began to laugh.
‘Yes,’ she said again, louder as she kissed Emilia’s tears.
Cassian shook his head and made eyes at Mark as the two of them started to shake their heads and laugh.
‘Boys? What do you think? Cass?’ said Amy, looking at him first.
‘I’ve been ready to be a dad for years,’ he laughed, tears welling up in his own eyes as he nodded.
She turned to Mark.
‘Mark? Are you ready to put a baby in us?’ she giggled, raising her eyebrows.
He took a deep breath and ran his hands through his short hair, frowning.
‘I think we need to be sensible and think about this, and not rush into anything…’
The two girl’s held their breath, waiting for him to continue but he stayed silent.
‘That means yes,’ Amy whispered to Emilia, kissing her cheeks again as Mark laughed.
‘It means maybe,’ he said.
‘Maybe, is good enough for me,’ said Emilia, tears streaming down her face now. ‘I’m sorry,’ she laughed as they kissed and kissed, holding each other tight.
Amy pulled back and gasped in excitement. ‘If we get pregnant at the same time, we can do all the mummy stuff together when the babies are born.’
Emilia grinned, her eyes wide.
‘We can go to baby groups, and buy clothes together, oh my goodness.’
‘And we can compare bump sizes, I bet you’ll be tiny and I’ll be huge.’
Mark shook his head and lay back down on the bed, groaning as Cassian laughed.
‘There’s so many ways this can go wrong,’ he laughed as he laid back.
‘The boys can wear matching carriers,’ said Emilia excitedly as Amy’s eyes widened at the image.
‘And we can wear matching maternity outfits,’ she said, bouncing up and down on the bed.
‘You know you won’t ovulate at the same time,’ groaned Mark.
‘Yet,’ said Amy, grabbing his hand and pulling him up.
She looked at him, pleading for his approval as he shook his head. For a long time he stared back, smiling, looking between his wife, Emilia and Cassian.
Eventually he looked down and grinned.
‘Fine,’ he took a deep and long breath. ‘When we get home, we can start looking at houses.’
Emilia and Amy screamed and then jumped on him, wrestling him down onto the bed, showering him in kisses as he curled his arms around them both.
‘What about me?’ laughed Cassian. ‘I was up for this from the star-.’
Before he could finish his sentence, Amy had leapt onto him, rolling him backwards and straddling him, pinning his arms back as Emilia did the same to Mark.
‘I still think we need a little practice though,’ she said, looking into Cassian’s eyes and arching up as she glanced sideways at Emilia. ‘Don’t you think, Em?
‘Definitely,’ she said as she rolled her warmth against Mark’s thick morning wood.
‘We’re going to miss our plane,’ warned Mark as Emilia took hold of him in between her slender fingers and knelt up. She shrugged as Amy moaned beside her, Cassian sliding deep inside her girlfriend as they reached out for each other’s hands.
As they started to make love, the two girls looked across, reached out, and squeezed each other’s fingers.
A whole new chapter of their lives was about to begin.
A whole new life.
Hopefully more than one.
Emilia stroked her belly softly as Mark made love to her.
Amy closed her eyes and grinned.
And together, they all smiled.
THE END
The adventures of Emilia, Cassian, Amy and Mark will be continued in Stay With Us: An Urban Foursome Swingers Tale - Out in 2020.
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COLE AND ELSIE sat snuggled together in the back garden of their country cottage, mesmerised as they watched the flames inside their fire pit lick and crumble the last small log they had placed there only half an hour before.
It was late and the stars were bright as Cole leaned back and stared up into the night sky, letting his eyes adjust as the bright flames that had been seared into his vision subsided.
Elsie followed his gaze and together they looked up, holding each others hands and stroking each others fingers as the stars flickered and blinked back at them.
‘Isn’t it incredible to think that the stars we’re seeing up there, those twinkling particles of light, have travelled millions of light-years across the universe?’ said Cole, stroking Elsie’s shoulder. ‘All that way, and at the very end of their journey, our eyes were here to meet them.’
‘They’re beautiful.’
Elsie squeezed him and rested her head on his shoulder.
They sat close together, gazing up into the brilliance of the milky way. Out here, in the countryside, nestled amongst dark hills and deep forests, the sky was almost void of light pollution and the stars shone so bright that on some nights it seemed unreal.
Elsie gasped and pointed as a shooting star raced across her vision in the blink of an eye.
‘This is the same sky as the one we married under,’ said Cole.
‘Almost, one more night and it will be.’
‘Do you remember our first dance?’
‘To Rocket Man? How can I forget?’ she laughed.
Cole relaxed, loosening his shoulders and kissing his wife’s head as she slipped her arm across his chest. Elsie’s jumper was thick and baggy and he loved how it made her look and feel when she cuddled into him. He rested his face in her hair and breathed in her scent as she looked up at him suddenly.
‘Do you remember Alice got so drunk she tried to chat up my dad?’
Cole laughed. ‘I think he would’ve gone for it too.’
‘Oh my gosh, can you imagine?’
‘I remember how beautiful you looked,’ said Cole, looking down at her.
‘You scrubbed up pretty well too.’
Cole raised his hand and stroked her hair.
‘It’s getting late,’ said Elsie, sitting forward and placing the palm of her hand on his chest. ‘We should go to bed.’
She raised her eyebrows provocatively and grinned.
Cole nodded, smiling.
‘Sounds good, Mrs Winters.’
Elsie stood up and reached out for her husbands hand, sliding his fingers between hers and helping him up out of the snug.
The embers of the fire were almost dead and Cole decided to leave it to die out as they headed inside hand in hand.
As he swung the patio door shut behind him and turned the latch he paused and watched in the reflection of the window as his beautiful, dark haired wife walked away towards the light of the stairwell.
She stopped as she reached the doorway to wait for him and he turned to follow her after making sure the back door was firmly locked.
As he reached the lower landing, she set off up, and he couldn’t resist squeezing her pert little bottom as she walked up in front of him. She jumped and ran up a few more steps and Cole laughed and gave chase as she screamed a
nd ran into their bedroom.
‘No, no, no. Please,’ she said, laughing as she leapt onto the mattress, spinning around and backing up on her knees, holding her hands up in surrender.
‘No mercy,’ said Cole as he advanced.
He leapt forward and grabbed her, pinning her down and tickling her as she screamed and laughed and writhed, desperately trying to fight him off with her hands but failing.
He paused for a moment to let her breathe and then just as she thought he might have finally relented he shot forward, wrestling her as she convulsed back and forth.
After another ten seconds he stopped and Elsie collapsed onto the bed, panting as she tried to catch her breath. He kissed her on the cheek and she smiled and turned to look at him with mischief in her eyes.
‘Don’t start something you can’t finish,’ he said as he saw the look she was giving him.
She raised her eyebrows and laughed.
‘You win,’ she said, taking a deep breath.
‘You’re so cute when you laugh.’
He wrapped his arms around her and spooned her on the bed. She smiled and took hold of his hand in hers, cupping it to her breast over the top of her thick jumper.
‘Can you believe it’s almost been a year?’
‘I know, it’s gone so fast,’ he propped himself up and looked down at her laying on the pillow.
‘A year of being Mrs Winters,’ she turned to look up into his eyes and he kissed her on the lips.
‘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.’
‘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.
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