Leo was watching the burning desire steal over his fiancée's face as she looked down upon the Mediterranean lothario, now pulling aside her sodden underwear to kiss her pussy unimpaired.
Was Caitlyn really now into this? She'd always pushed him away.
But now as Marco ran his tongue along her groove, flicked her pussy lips with his tongue, took her clit inside his mouth, she tilted up her hips to press herself up to his face. She did enjoy it, after all.
Marco was feasting on her pussy, and she was loving it judging from her moans, the thrilled smile plastered all over her face, her breathing as deep as though she were in the middle of a full workout.
Did this mean she would start seeing some of these sexual activities as normal, something normal people did?
The Spaniard's slurping wet kisses over his fiancee's snatch shocked Leo more than a little, though it thrilled him in equal measure. This guy he hardly knew at all was sampling his lover's pussy, in a way she'd never really allowed him before.
A few things were going to have to change after tonight. At the same time, there was something beautiful about seeing her have this done to her, seeing the pleasure flowing through her system.
Leo almost overlooked the fact that a cute little blonde right in front of him was sucking his cock so feverishly.
Now, Caitlyn looked over at her fiancé, turning her whole head to see if he had noticed what Marco was doing with her, her eyes widening, eyebrows raising as her gaze connected with his. In the briefest of glimpses between fiancée and fiancé, she seemed to be both imploring him to confirm her suspicions that this was utterly unbelievable, and also perhaps conceding to him that things he'd tried to get her to do were actually quite pleasurable if she could get past her own self-imposed boundaries.
And that was what tonight was all about, getting past boundaries.
Marco now knelt up, pulling back from Caitlyn's pussy, her underwear half-covering her pussy once again. The brunette simply lay there, legs and arms akimbo, not quite sure what was next, what she should be doing, startled like a deer in the headlights.
As he saw the Spaniard lean forward to reach for Caitlyn's panties, pulling them down her thighs, Leo felt his heart pounding again, heard it in his ears. Wow, this was really it. This was the next step, the big one. The one he'd been wondering whether he could handle.
This wasn't just oral sex, a few people fooling around with their mouths. This was what even Bill Clinton would term cheating.
Penetration. Right in front of him. He would be unable to even pretend that it had not happened.
Chapter Six
Unasked, Caitlyn passed over a condom to Marco, who accepted it, then tore it open. Leo felt a jolt of shock flash through his heart.
They'd talked about this, they'd discussed it at length. He knew he could stop her, technically. It would look a little ridiculous now, though. Leo saw quite clearly it would be humiliating to have to stop things now. He had to remind himself that Caitlyn had had other partners before, it wasn't a big issue. Leo himself had had other partners before, too, of course, before Caitlyn.
She seemed so grown up, somehow, so authoritative. Caitlyn handing over that little piece of rubber in a packet to another man. She was in control.
She wasn't asking Leo for permission now, she wasn't waiting for Marco to reach over to grab a condom, she fetched it herself, gave it to the Spaniard, and while he removed it from the packaging and started rolling it down his cock, she was shuffling back on the couch, finding a suitable position for him to penetrate her.
She was blushing again, of course, as she wriggled back into the corner of the couch, up against the armrest, thighs parting to open her pink flower for the Spaniard.
Leo felt jealous of the Spaniard for being able to move up between those milky thighs now, to fuck her with her sexy, innocent blush spread across her pretty face.
Yet at the same time, though he felt shock running through his system, there was also something electrifying about this for Leo. He couldn't quite understand it.
The loss of control, perhaps, the crossing of the boundaries.
The fact that he was going to get to watch his beautiful Caitlyn making love from a completely different point of view.
And after all, this was just sex, right? He knew Caitlyn played with a vibrator from time to time, sometimes they'd played with it together. She'd said before that Marco was just like a big sex toy.
A vibrator with a Spaniard attached.
With the condom in place, there wouldn't even be any fluid transfer down there.
Marco began fondling Caitlyn's breasts again as he edged his hard cock up and above her open pussy. Leo could see his fiancée looking down, focusing on the proximity of that big rigid member.
And then, a little gasp from Caitlyn, and the head of Marco's cock slipped inside her pussy.
Leo felt his breath forcibly leaving his body all at once - another phantom kick in the stomach, winding him.
Yet at the same time, his own cock hardened even further within Sofia's mouth as the blonde kept up her sustained attack on him, watching Caitlyn look up at Marco now, disbelief in her eyes that this stranger had the tip of his cock inside her pussy.
Marco just nodded, letting out a quiet moan as he started to move further, pushing into her.
Leo could not deny it was irresistibly sexy to be a bystander as Caitlyn was fucked like this, uttering sweet little yelps as Marco pumped into her, looking down on this unfamiliar dick pushing inside her with a mixture of horror, disbelief and raw lust, her body rocked by his pumping motion, her head bouncing in time.
She broke out into a broad smile now, revealing her pearly whites at her new lover as she warmed up to this latest boundary transgression, and the initial shock subsided.
Leo nearly lost it inside Sofia's mouth merely at the sound of his fiancée's gasps, moans and yelps continuing as Marco thrust into her. Leo now urged the blonde French girl upwards, stopping her, needing to cool things if he was going to sustain all this.
Sofia had shown no signs of tiring, she had been entirely focused on Leo's cock while her man had begun to penetrate this other girl she hardly knew. It made Leo wonder if her focus was part of a coping strategy to handle the thought of her boyfriend with someone else, or whether she was just dedicated when it came to sex.
The blonde was willing enough to stop, though, complying with his urging of her to stand so that he might remove her skirt and panties.
While Marco seemed happy enough to do whatever he wanted - and Caitlyn seemed to be following suit, too, Leo still had his concerns about what was correct in this situation, what was the etiquette.
Now that Marco was plunging his cock into Caitlyn's pussy, though, it seemed all protocol could fall by the wayside.
With an inviting smile cast in Leo's direction, Sofia now perched on the edge of the sofa, parting her legs to expose her hairless mound and glistening pink folds.
Leo could not resist crouching, kneeling, then kissing his way along her smooth tanned thighs to seek out that tasty little pussy of hers. Sofia collapsed back, holding on tight underneath her knees as he nuzzled into her pussy, lapping at her free-flowing juices.
Now it was his turn to focus on her, and perhaps indulge himself some more in what Caitlyn had kept from him for most of their four years together, right in front of her.
As had been the case during their previous time together, the blonde was certainly not reluctant at all to let Leo sample her pussy. She stretched her legs wide, her hands now reaching back against the sofa to cope with the powerful sensations flooding her body as Leo explored her folds, sucking her pussy lips and delving his tongue inside her.
He was moaning a little as he tasted her, enjoying the tangy, sharp flavor of this girl, but also perhaps putting a show on for Caitlyn, showing her how much he loved making her sigh and groan with his mouth.
Caressing her soft skin with his fingers, he began sucking on Sofia's clit, and soon he
r groans were becoming yells and near-screams, and she was pushing her hips up to force herself against his mouth.
When the blonde hit her peak, Leo was surprised to find her juices spurting from her pussy, something that startled him a little, as he hadn't thought it had been quite like this the last few times. He did his best to control the flood, lapping up her come to appreciate her fresh flavor.
"Bravo!"
Leo picked himself up to find an appreciative audience - Marco and Caitlyn had halted their own engagement to check out the show next to them.
"You are good at that, my friend," Marco said. "She is not doing that very often, the squirting, no?"
Leo found himself laughing along with the two girls, and looking at Caitlyn, who was giving him a tilted-head inquisitive look, as though she was trying to work him out. Did he really enjoy that?
"I am going to have to take a break," Marco was saying now, holding up his softening cock, and removing the condom, which Leo thought appeared empty.
"Tired, Marco?" he asked, playfully. "I thought you were an old hand at this."
Marco grinned. "No, amigo. Too much wine for me - I must release the pressure."
"Did you finish already?" Sofia asked him.
"No, but I almost did - these American girls, you know?" Marco said, making his girlfriend and Caitlyn giggle.
The Spaniard scampered off, leaving Leo to pull himself up to his feet, not entirely sure what was next.
"Hey," Caitylin threw him something, which he caught more by instinct than design.
A condom.
*
His fiancée signaled with her eyes over towards Sofia, who appeared to be mirroring her position now, lying back against the arm of the chair, legs parted.
Was Caitlyn really instructing him to fuck this other girl?
He had to look back at his fiancée again, to double check. She just grinned at him suggestively, laughing a little, flashing her eyes to encourage him.
The French girl offered him a sexy smile of her own as he turned to her, parting her thighs a little wider to provide him easy access. Her eyes were on fire, and it was quite clear she was after what Leo had refused her before.
Well, in for a penny, in for a pound.
Leo turned, his back now to his fiancée as he tore open the condom packet and withdrew it, rolling the contraceptive down the hard shaft of his cock. It had been a while since he'd even used one - he didn't tend to with Caitlyn since she was on the pill.
One last inviting smile from Sofia, and he positioned his latex-clad cock down, rubbing it gently over the blonde's outer pussy lips, as if giving her one last chance to say 'no' - or even Caitlyn one last chance to say 'no'.
Then he was easing forward, the tip of his cock touching the smoldering heat of the French girl's pussy lips, and he was gliding inside her, his shaft seeming all the larger since he was familiar only with the more average size of Caitlyn's body.
The blonde's pussy was tight. She gasped as he filled her, and he felt the head of his cock nudging up against her cervix a little before he was entirely inside her.
She was so wet, but their motion together was slower than Marco's rapid-fire pounding of Caitlyn, and she seemed to like it that way.
With her deep, deep breathing, the French girl's groans were more like gasps as he pushed himself into her and withdrew, pumping forcefully though in a relatively measured fashion, her whole body writhing as he filled and then emptied her each time.
Sofia was so sexy, so glamorous, with her all-over tan and fine golden hair. It was so strange to be making love to someone other than Caitlyn, perhaps stranger still that Caitlyn was next to them on the couch, watching.
After a few moments, Marco returned, carrying another bottle of wine, which he placed on the central table now, before stepping over to Caitlyn. Leo turned briefly to see that his fiancée had taken the Spaniard back inside her mouth, and was hardening him back up while he reached over to place a hand over her pussy.
Then Marco suggested moving to the bedroom, which seemed like a much better idea than remaining on those couches.
"You want me to take over?" Marco said to Leo, as they followed the girls into the bedroom. Leo nodded and the Spaniard clambered up on the bed, straddling his own girlfriend's thighs now, accepting a condom offered by Caitlyn, who lay beside the French girl, amused at Marco's continuing energy.
Now Leo pulled himself up up on the bed and knelt between his fiancée's thighs, taking the condom she offered him along with a warm smile.
"You having a good time?" she asked him as he slid the fresh rubber down over his hardness.
"Yes," he said, though in a considered manner rather than jumping into full excited affirmation. "You?"
She grinned. "It's weird, huh? Being with other people?"
"Very weird."
"But you're not... freaked out?" she looked at him, perhaps a note of fear in her face. "We're okay, right?"
He nodded, smiled, his tone reassuring her. "We're fine. Trying something new. It's fun. Weird, but fun."
Now he glided into his fiancée's pussy, which felt familiar and yet somehow different, though he couldn't for the life of him say why. Perhaps because another man's cock had just been inside her, perhaps because he had just been inside another girl. Perhaps simply because of the condom, which wasn't normally necessary except that they had to be safe in this new situation.
As he filled Caitlyn entirely, she looked up at him wide-eyed, surprised. Perhaps feeling it was different for her now, as well.
Having had another man's organ so recently inside her, she could appreciate her man with new evidence, no longer taking his size and shape for granted.
And as Leo began pumping into her, that sexy pink flush returned to her face.
She was yelping again as he fucked her harder and harder, trying to look down at his cock as it plunged inside her, her head nodding as he pounded her, her long ponytail swinging back and forth as they moved together.
Sofia was being similarly vocal as Marco rode her, but for a while Leo concentrated on fulfilling the desires of his beautiful Caitlyn.
He was so turned on by her, from her cute tan lines to the little patch of soft brown hair on her mound, to her pretty face and that broad smile that seemed more assured now, now that she was sure her man was okay about how this was all going.
As the night steadily progressed in the bedroom, the others seemed happy to let Marco direct things. Marco and Leo switched partners a few times before exhaustion finally started setting in, and as things moved on, it seemed easier and easier to make the switch, the four of them becoming increasingly comfortable and even familiar with each other.
There was no real envy between any of them - though there were plenty of differences between them all, it didn't make any individual better or worse, just different.
Marco was the more athletic of the guys, and as he entered each girl in turn, he'd work himself into something of a frantic pace, but Leo operated at a more leisurely pace, with more sensual caressing of each girl as he made love to her, his slightly larger cock giving the girls a different kind of pleasure.
At last as the end appeared to be drawing on, the pace was noticeably slowing - even that of Marco himself.
The guys were lying on their backs with the girls matching each other in cowgirl positions, with Caitlyn straddling Marco and Sofia straddling Leo.
Leo held the blonde girl with his hands on her hips as he gyrated his hips in time with hers, the dancing motion generating an irresistible friction of her tight, hot little pussy stretched around his hard cock.
He could see Caitlyn doing her best to keep her hair out of her eyes as she rode Marco at a more rapid pace, resembling a jockey racing for the line.
Now Sofia suddenly pushed up, and raised herself a little above Leo, and he felt a warm spray over his groin and thighs. He was a little surprised and confused at first before he realized what it was.
The blonde glanced at Caitlyn
and Leo to see if they had noticed, almost slightly embarrassed at what had just happened.
She wasn't giving up. The French girl repositioned herself and sat back down on Leo's hardness, moving again, her pussy so very, very wet.
Then while he was still inside her thrusting into her, she started spurting again, her hot liquid streaming over him. This time, Marco and Caitlyn had seen.
Marco nudged Leo with an elbow, saying: "You can't stop making her squirt, huh, Leo?"
"It seems that way."
He looked up see that the two girls were similarly laughing about it, with Sofia seeing the funny side though she was now blushing profusely.
With the very last of their energy before sleep overcame them, the girls now ushered their men to sit on the edge of the bed, side by side, with Caitlyn slipping off Leo's condom and taking him into her mouth, and Sofia doing likewise with Marco.
It took only a few brief moments before Marco was emptying his seed in the French girl's mouth, and a little longer before Leo finally exploded with his fiancée's lips around his cock.
It wasn't the biggest bed in the world, but somehow managed to fit four just about okay, though none of them were particularly fussy as the exhaustion finally consumed them all, the alcohol combining with the powerful endorphins circulating through their systems to offer the ultimate sleeping aid.
Chapter Seven
In the morning, Leo woke feeling surprisingly rested, and not at all hung-over, despite the volume of alcohol he had consumed the previous night.
He was considering the biological possibility that his strenuous exertions could have burned off all that booze, when he suddenly realized he was presently lying in bed with a naked man.
Marco was dead to the world - flat out on his stomach, head buried in the pillows, one leg lodged against Leo's, one hand even resting on Leo's back. It wasn't something Leo had been expecting, but having lain so close to the guy last night while they were both being ridden by the two girls, it wasn't something that freaked him out particularly. Just startled him a little.
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