by Mia Moore
She glanced over my shoulder to where Gus sat casually on the side of the pool. He had shed his clothes and his cock was fully displayed, thick and weighty resting against his thigh. He nodded and took a long sip of wine.
Her hand toyed with my hair and I turned to face her, hardly able to believe what she was about to do. My lips parted and I felt the tip of her tongue roll against mine. Her mouth was inviting, but when she pressed her body tight into mine, my focus centered on my cock nestled against her mons. We were almost equal in height. It would be so easy to slide my shaft a little lower, between her legs.
Maggie’s hand grazed my arm and slid lower into the water, slithering in the crease where Sophie’s body met mine. She inserted her fingers between our hips, probing insistently until they closed around my cock.
My mouth left Sophie’s, groaning, “Oh God.” It was unbelievably decadent—my wife angling my shaft down and into the slippery folds of her friend.
Such sweet torture...Maggie’s fingers rolling and pressing the underside…pushing my cock into the warmth of Sophie’s pussy lips…Her hot slit glazing the upper half of my rod. Sophie’s eyes closed and her breath became uneven, skimming the folds of my ear. Maggie’s wrist jerked, vibrating my shaft against her friend’s clit. For my wife to do this…all but put it inside her friend…It was delicious debauchery. Sophie’s cunt wasn’t the only thing oozing wetness.
And then it was gone. Maggie removed her hand and Sophie’s body shifted away from me. A gasp escaped my open lips, my eyes drinking in the sight of the two women, now turning to each other. I couldn’t resist. I touched Sophie’s breast, felt the firm tip of her nipple slide between my fingers. One soft touch that left my fingers tingling, wanting more.
Maggie took Sophie’s hand and they waded to the side of the pool next to where Gus sat watching, sipping his wine.
It was his turn to be teased by our sexy vixens.
Chapter 18: Maggie
Gus was just sitting there, by himself watching the three of us playing. I stroked his leg, starting at his knee, inching upward over his muscular thigh, but stopping shy of that glorious, meaty shaft. I turned and popped up onto the hard concrete ledge of the pool, letting my calves drape into the water.
Sophie stepped in front of me, her hands resting lightly on my knees. “There’s something I’ve been dying to do for a while. Lay back.” She pushed my legs open and her finger traced lightly along my slit. Hot shivers of lust pulsed in my clit and I spread my legs wider, straining my pelvis up for more.
A ragged breath, hissed from my lips, watching her as I leaned back, propping my torso on bent arms. Her lips parted and she leaned closer, her fingers spreading and exploring while she gazed with soft, hooded eyes. And then she touched it.
“Ohhh…” My pleasure came out as a sigh, watching her finger, her touch tentative at first…a touch as soft as sin. My chest heaved as she became bolder, slipping her finger lower to my opening…then inside…Oh God.
Gus shifted and knelt beside my waist. His hand went to my breast, cupping it, kneading my flesh in his fingers. He watched Sophie’s head lower, his lips loose with arousal.
Her hot tongue, the tip of it gliding in small circles over my clit…I closed my eyes for a moment feeling fresh jolts of pleasure tingle in my pussy. “Oh God…yes.” I arched my pelvis even higher, inviting more of her mouth on me. Her finger inside became two and then filled me completely, pumping slowly in and out.
Phil was now beside her, his eyes as intent as Gus’s, watching Sophie lick my pussy. The decadence was affecting all of us. I reached for Gus’s cock and filled my hands, rubbed the thick, purple head in my palm. A drop of pre-cum slipped out of the slit, slippery on my fingers as I massaged the satin helmet.
My eyes closed and I gasped at the glorious sensation in my pussy. Oh God…She pressed harder and her lips closed on my clit… sucked it into her mouth, tormented me with the quick flick of her tongue. My heart hammered in my chest, and hips rocked into her, out of control...straining for more of her tongue…her fingers fucking my cunt…
Pleasure consumed my pussy…swelled and pulsed…spread from the wicked delight of her mouth…OH GOD! Almost her whole hand was in my cunt. I opened my eyes. Her nose pressed into the thin dark line of hair, tongue and lips devouring my cunt…driving me mad with lust….panting….
“OH FUCK!! DON’T STOP! My hands shot out, fisted her hair…gripped her hard onto my pussy…waves of lust claimed my body. My legs trembled in shudders of ecstasy…Oh God…so intense…again and again…Her tongue was a tight rope my body was balanced and focused on.
“Ayuh…uh…uh” Groans erupted in my chest. Then it became too much. I pulled her head back, her tongue on me, almost painful now.
Her lips were swollen, slick from my passion and lust. A slow smile lifted the corners as we came together, mouths open, eager to share my wetness on her tongue. We kissed wantonly, our lips barely touched as our tongue danced, twirling over each other.
I collapsed into the hollow of her neck, heart still pounding hard, but slowing. My tongue trailed along the curve where her shoulder and neck met, then kissed and nibbled softly. She’d taken all my energy with her mouth.
“Sophie…that was so nice…I can’t believe you’ve never done this.” I breathed the words into her skin, inhaling floral scent and my musk.
My hands skimmed her back, lost in the intimacy we shared. I wanted to hold her breast, kiss it before, lowering to devour her pussy, but there were already hands there. Phil cupped her breast on one side while Gus claimed her other nipple.
“Jesus, that was hot.” Phil eased forward and his other hand left the water to cup my head, thread his fingers through my hair.
Sophie turned to him. “Are you going to finish that?” Her hand lowered and it was obvious from the movement of her arm that she had a grip on his cock. “To tease a girl with your fingers…distracting me.”
I watched silently, smiling for a few moments as they kissed, happy for both of them. If it wasn’t my best friend that he was kissing, would I feel this way? It didn’t matter. Right then, it was a beautiful sight— both of them turned on at the prospect of fucking each other.
Gus edged closer and pulled me into his arms. He looked at me softly, gaze drifting from my eyes to my lips. “Your first orgasm with a woman… I think you liked it.” He planted a gentle kiss on my lips and pulled back. His chin dropped slightly as he looked at my breasts, and his fingers toying with the nipple again.
“It was…intense, but mostly in my clit.” I reached for his cock and felt a longing at the sheer girth of it.
“Is that a hint? Now you need a man?” He bent and took my nipple in his mouth, teeth scraping over the tip.
Muscles deep inside my cunt clenched, ached to be filled with the cock in my hand. But first I wanted to taste him. The image of him standing nude when he’d arrived the first day had sparked a curiosity and longing. He was so thick and heavy. My hand stroked his cheek urging him away from my breast. I smiled and shifted my body, so that my face was only inches from the cock which had started all this.
Chapter 19: Gus
Maggie knelt beside me, her hand stroking my shaft, and eased forward to take it into her mouth. Her breasts hung like apples, ripe and juicy, topped with chocolate nipples and her back led down to the fullness of a luscious ass. I eased back onto the hard surface, supporting my torso with my arm, able to feel and watch her, as well as Sophie and Phil behind her.
The first hot touch of her tongue on my cock caused my leg to jerk, the feeling was so intense. With just the tip of her tongue, she teased and probed in my slit, before swirling over the head. She tilted her head to look into my eyes. There was nothing as erotic as a woman’s happy, expectant face, looking you in the eye while she sucks your cock. I put my hand on her head and massaged, even as I opened my leg and pushed my groin higher.
Her fingers barely met holding my rod in the palm of her hand, rolling up and down from the bas
e to where her tongue caressed. The hotness of her breath and tongue was driving me wild. My hips arched up and down, willing her to take it in, instead of just teasing the head.
At the low moan— Sophie’s moan—I looked over. She was on her back, her long legs hooked over Phil’s shoulders; his cock easing slowly out of her. He was poised, one knee on the ground while the other leg was bent directing his groin till just the tip of his rod parted her pussy. Shit, from this angle it looked like he was ten inches long! Again he pushed forward until his balls pushed against her ass.
She turned her head and met my eyes, lips open but curling up at the corners. Oh yeah, she was enjoying Phil fucking her and watching Maggie give me head.
I gasped and turned back to see my cock slide deep into Maggie’s mouth. Just a little at a time, her eyes watering, she took it inside till her nose rested in my groin. Her tongue grazed, hot on the underside, the sensation tighter as it entered her throat…Oh FUCK…how much more of this could I take before I blew a load in her? My legs shook and I fisted her hair as new jolts of lust shot through me. She inched up, slowly, her lips trailing in the slippery pace of a snail, along my shaft.
The sight of my best friend’s wife— a woman who at first, I’d thought prissy— her mouth full of my cock…oh fuck it was hot. Waves of lust spread through my groin watching her lips release the head of my shaft, a thin thread of pre-cum still joining us.
The slapping of flesh against flesh caused me to look next to us. Phil pumped faster into Sophie, both of them moaning, her ass rolling even higher, each time his cock hammered into her.
Enough of the teasing slowness of Maggie giving me head; I needed to fuck her. I pulled her off and rose to lift her up, swinging her body under me, close to Sophie and Phil.
The wide eyed surprise in her eyes gave way to pleasure, a smile on her face, before she turned her head to look at Sophie and Phil. I knelt between her legs, pushed them even wider, gazing at her pussy. Her labia was full and dark, bare, except for the thin line of hair laying wet and matted. Smooth flaps of flesh, the color of deep red wine flowed down from the small button protrusion—her hot clit, where Sophie had feasted earlier.
Breath paralyzed in my chest as I held my cock, thick and slippery in my hand, to slide it down the slickness of her pussy…OH GOD…and to the hot hollow of her cunt. Everything ceased to exist; there was only the sweet tightness of her flesh gripping my rod. I shoved deep inside. “Unh…oh…” So hot and wet, inside, pulling on my meat as I thrust.
My heart was a piston, hammering deep inside my veins as I rocked back and forth. Each thrust caused her breasts to jiggle and roll on her chest, nipples hard and dark.
Her hand slithered across Sophie’s tummy and down. Oh fuck! It was erotic watching her play with my woman’s clit while Phil ground in below. The grunts of lust, the sight…while my cock drove deep…
Sophie’s cry of ecstacy, being played with by Maggie, fucked by Phil…I thrust hard and fast into Maggie, hell bent, unable to delay any longer…an animal rutting and groaning… “Unh,unh,unh…Oh God!” One final deep thrust, straining hard, balls tight against her ass…hot cum speeding in spurts of lust again…again.
A groan burst from my lips and my head drooped over Maggie’s. Beside her, Sophie’s lips were pursed, breathing short, jagged breaths.
“I don’t think I can get up. Fuck, I’m totally drained.” Phil eased Sophie’s legs off his shoulders and then settled back onto his haunches, gasping for air.
I turned to see his gaping, wide smile, eyes glancing from Maggie to Sophie and couldn’t stop the grin that spread over my face. This had been different, very special. Sure, the times I’d done it at clubs, with people I’d just met had been hot, but sharing this with a woman like Sophie? My best friend and his wife? This was the best of the best.
I felt my cock slip from Maggie’s tight warmth.
She sat up and threw her arms around my neck. “Look what you started.” She grinned and then turned to Phil and Sophie. “I don’t know about you guys, but I’m ready for a drink. This swinging thing makes you thirsty.”
Chapter 20: Sophie
Somehow, despite saying he couldn’t walk, Phil managed to get to his feet and extend his hand to help me up.
His eyes glistened and there was a small smile on his lips watching me. “Sophie, that was awesome. I can’t believe how I feel right now.” He pulled me into his arms and planted a quick kiss on my lips.
My body was warm and tingly walking beside him. It was probably the first time I’d ever felt totally at ease with him. To think, all I’d had to do was just fuck him. A giggle escaped my throat and I squeezed his hand. “I know exactly what you mean. I feel a little like Alice, stepping through the looking glass.”
Gus and Maggie rose to their feet and he reached for me. I stepped into his arms and let him lead me to the table.
“Are you okay?” His lips whispered into my ear.
When I turned there was love and concern in his eyes. Such a handsome face, the blue of his eyes fringed with long dark lashes above cheekbones that could have been sculpted. My heart was filled to bursting with the intimacy we’d shared.
“I’m perfect.” I purred but made no move to take a seat when he eased into the chair.
“I know that, but this was—”
“Perfect.” I interrupted. My head fell to the side and I watched him for a moment, trying to find the words to describe how I felt. “I feel close to you. Probably closer than before, sharing this experience. It was hot as hell…actually better than I’d ever thought it could be.”
A hand slid around my waist and Maggie appeared next to me. She nuzzled against my chest and then looked up into my eyes. “I’m glad Cindy and Hank turned out to be you and Gus. I’ve had a fantasy of being with you. Sometimes it was hard running with you, watching your chest heave and the flush of your cheeks.” She placed a finger lightly on my lips and traced the outline. “But your mouth…How many times have I wanted to kiss you?”
I felt my face grow warm and my chest expand looking down into her sultry, hooded eyes. I’d never known she’d had these desires. To think that a woman as pretty—close to a model in how well she was always turned out—would feel this way, about ME? I bent to kiss her once more, just a soft quick kiss.
“Sophie, let’s take our wine inside. I don’t know about you but I’d like to take a shower. I’d like to get the chlorine off. Plus, I’m wet and sticky from you and Gus.” She bent and picked up our two glasses, nodding her head to the side, towards the house.
I didn’t have to be asked twice. My pussy felt raw from Phil’s fingering me in the pool. When he’d fucked me, it was not only hot as hell, but it’d soothed my delicate skin. I followed her, letting my eyes bask over the cheeks of her ass, and the smiley crease below. To think, I’d been between her legs, making her squirm with my tongue.
She must have read my thoughts because she paused and turned to look at me, her smile naughty, eyes drooping in a soft, flirty way. “We’re not finished you know. I think you deserve a tongue lashing.” She giggled and then continued. “Fucking my husband—you slut. Getting him all hot and bothered with that sweet little pussy. I have to sample it too.”
A thrill of lust shot straight through my stomach and tingled in my clit even though I’d just had a mind blowing orgasm. My gaze dropped to her breasts, so big and high, down to the triangle of her mons. Eating her out had turned me on so much. I’d sucked and licked her, spurred on by her soft moans. When Phil had played with my pussy, rubbing my clit till I thought I’d cry out, it just made me want her more.
Oh God. What would it be like when she went down on me? The soft expertise of a woman’s mouth? I couldn’t wait. It seemed she was pretty eager, as well.
She turned and there was an extra wiggle in her walk to the house. I followed like a lost puppy, yearning for her touch.
Inside the bathroom she set the wine down on the vanity and turned to the shower. She flipped the le
ver, checked the temperature and swept her hand in invitation to me. “You first. I’ll stay and keep you company.”
I stepped into the warm spray, scooping soap and lathering my body as she continued talking.
“Gus is a nice guy. I didn’t like him at first but he’s turned out to be one of the nicer one of Phil’s friends. I hope this job at the accounting firm works out. It’d be nice to see him settle down here—especially now that you two or getting along so well.”
My hand froze under my breast for a moment. If she only knew…
She continued talking. “Well, he’s sure changed our life. I have to apologize for the other day. Phil and I acting like horny, love-struck teenagers. But I think you know how that is. God, that was hot!”
I held the showerhead between my legs, rinsing the soap and chlorine, along with Phil out of my pussy. There. Fresh as a daisy. I flipped the lever and pulled the shower curtain back. Maggie had a towel spread between her hands.
“Let me.” She placed it over my shoulders, rubbing and patting until she came to my pelvis. Again the lewd smile spread on her lips, watching her hands pat and wipe the water from my body.
Oh God, the sensation of her hand on my pussy, even through the towel, made me gasp and my legs turn to jelly. She glanced up into my eyes, a look of triumph in her face. The sexy little witch! She knew what she was doing, teasing me, warming me up for her ‘tongue lashing’.
She stepped back and took a long sip of wine, eyeing me over the rim. Something about the taunting challenge in her eyes, made my heart skip a beat. Breath caught in my throat as I stepped out of the tub. I picked up the glass of wine and held it near her chest. My other hand cupped the underside of her breast and I poured a few drops of the ruby red liquid onto her nipple.
Again, her lips were together when she smiled, eyes glancing at the droplet of wine dangling from the tip of her nipple and then back to my face. I bent but it wasn’t enough, given my height. I went down on one knee and licked the wine from her, circling the firm bud with my tongue.