by Lexi Archer
“Well yeah, the idea. I didn’t think you’d actually do it…”
“Yeah? What about you and all the fun you were having with Carrie?”
Tyler looked down and didn’t seem to have a good response for that. It probably didn’t help that Carrie moved up behind him and started running her hands all over his body. One hand in particular moved down to start rubbing his cock. She winked at me and I took the hint.
I pulled Melanie up and whirled her around so she was facing her husband. I moved up behind her in much the same way that my wife had moved behind Tyler, and I allowed myself to start exploring her body while putting on a show for her husband at the same time.
God she felt incredible. Her body was so tight. Granted Carrie was still a tight hardbody as well given her obsession with fitness, watching her prancing around the living room in yoga pants and a sports bra was always one of the highlights of my day, but there was something to be said for getting to explore new territory every once in awhile. It was one of the perks of deciding to be more open in your marriage.
It was especially nice when I knew it was mostly unexplored territory. When I could tell from the way Tyler was licking his lips and staring, from the way Melanie stiffened for a moment at my touch and then seemed to melt into me after that moment of stiffness, that I was the first guy other than her husband to do this exploring in a good long while.
She felt so incredible. The way her stomach was rising and falling rapidly as my hands ran over it. The way her tight ass felt, every bit as wonderful as I’d fantasized about, as I pressed my already hardening cock against it.
I suppose that was also a testament to how damned hot she was. Usually it took me a little while to get up and going again. The spirit was willing, but the flesh could be weak and all that. Particularly as I got on in age even though I was only in my early thirties. The point is it was slightly remarkable that I was able to start getting hard again so quickly, though Melanie seemed to take it as a given as she started pressing her ass back against my already exposed cock that was still slick with her spit.
I looked up to Tyler. “I know what you’re probably thinking right now, man.”
“You do?” he asked.
I listened for any sign of heat, any sign that he wasn’t enjoying what I was doing to his wife, but there was none of that. No, he was breathing heavily and he seemed to be enjoying the show even if he was still putting up a token resistance. It was a token resistance I knew very well because I’d done it myself once upon a time. The first time I shared Carrie. Back when I still thought I needed to act a little upset about my wife getting with another man. Back before I’d realized our relationship was safe no matter who we played with and that I needed to let go of my jealous hangups already.
Yeah, it was pretty obvious that Tyler still had some of those jealous hangups to work through, but I was also sure he’d be more than happy to work through those if Carrie was the one helping him work on some of those issues.
I could help him just a little too, though. After all, I’d been where he was standing almost a decade ago and more than anyone else in the room I probably had a pretty intimate understanding of what was going through his head.
“You’re looking at me right now running my hands all over your wife and you’re thinking about how what you should be doing right now is coming over here and punching me out or some bullshit alpha male stuff like that, right?”
Tyler licked his lips again. He closed his eyes and inhaled sharply as Carrie apparently found a nice spot on his cock that really got his attention. His eyes opened again and locked with mine.
“Something like that,” he said.
“My wife is running her hands all over you and you don’t see me over there trying to beat you up, do you? You didn’t see me getting jealous about you grinding against my wife, did you?”
“Well no…”
“Melanie, can you do something for me baby?”
“Mmm, anything you want,” she gasped. It seemed she was just as into this as I was. It seemed she was as much a part of the seduction as Carrie and I. I suppose that was a good thing that at least one half of the couple we were trying to seduce was a more than willing participant. It made it easier to get the other half of the couple to be a willing participant, in my experience.
“Tell him how good this feels. Tell him everything I’m doing,” I said.
“Oh God Tyler this feels so good. It feels so much better than everything we talked about. His cock is grinding against my ass and his hands are all over me and it’s so naughty because he’s the first to…”
Now it was my turn to take in a sharp breath. I had a good idea that I was the first man other than Tyler to explore this hot newlywed’s almost-virginal territory, but hearing the confirmation was so fucking hot. If my cock was only half at attention before, well let’s just say her admission that I was the first guy to be feeling her up like this and then her quickly shutting her mouth was enough to blow completely through the refractory period and get my cock standing at full attention pressing into her ass.
“Oh fuck…” she moaned. “His cock is pressing into my ass. I think he likes being the first guy other than you to get to do this…”
“Am I really the first Melanie?”
“Well there were a couple of other guys in high school and college, but Tyler was the first guy I ever, you know.”
“Does Tyler ask you about those other guys? Ask you about what you did with them? Does he like you to talk about it while you’re fucking?”
I was taking a shot in the dark here, but I figured it was a pretty educated shot in the dark. After all, that was how it started with Carrie and me. It started with me terrified about how she would react. It progressed to me acting like a jealous asshole when other guys were around her, and finally coming to terms with my fantasy and telling her about it.
Telling her about it had been one of the best damn things I’d ever done. It had opened up a world of sexual possibilities for us. A world that had led to some of the most intense experiences of my life. A world that this other sexy couple was on the cusp of if Tyler would just admit this turned him on.
“I do ask her to do that,” Tyler said. His voice was strangled, though whether that was because of what I was doing to his wife or because of what my wife was doing to him was difficult to tell. Probably a little bit of both.
“Yeah Tyler? Does it turn you on thinking about other guys feeling up your wife? Did you jerk off thinking about it before you told her about your fantasy?”
“Yes,” he said. “I wouldn’t have ever said anything if Melanie didn’t mention Carrie having a little crush on me. After that it all sort of just came out.”
I grinned at Carrie and she gave me a sexy little wink. So she’d been the architect of this whole thing. Something told me she knew exactly what she was doing when she dropped that she was turned on by Melanie’s wife. She probably had a good idea that Melanie had a thing for me and then tossed the dice.
It looked like it was going to be one hell of a winning roll, too. For both of us! I was going on about how turned on he got thinking about his wife with other men, but that fantasy still burned fucking bright for me too. It was still driving me crazy watching Carrie running her hands all over another man.
It was funny how we could do this dozens of times over the years and it still felt like the first time every time. I still felt that same anticipation that gave me a huge case of the shudders. I still felt my pulse quickening in a way that had nothing to do with the hottie whose body I was exploring, though it did feel nice as I finally got really daring and moved my hands up to cup Melanie’s tits.
God her body was perfect. They were like delicious little cones that were just waiting to be sucked. Just like the rest of her they were so petite, but wasn’t anything more than a handful a waste? She gasped again as I ran my fingers around her nipples which were pressing out through the thin material of her top.
Yeah, it di
dn’t feel like she was wearing a bra at all.
“So why don’t we all go ahead and fulfill everyone’s fantasy?” I said. “It seems like everyone’s on board. It seems like this is what you’ve wanted. Let your fantasy become reality.”
“Fuck Tyler. I know how much you’ve wanted this and now we’re here. It’s now or never!”
Tyler looked at me, or more accurately he looked at my hands running all over his wife. Exploring every inch of her body. At this point we were more or less just grinding against each other and dry humping putting on one hell of a show for my wife and her husband. I could feel her ass pressing against my cock which was almost nestled between her ass cheeks except for her annoying shorts in the way. I’d pulled up her shirt exposing her stomach and my palms were inching up towards her tits.
All I was waiting was for word from Tyler. Conflict was obvious on his face. It was a conflict that I knew so well from the time I was in the same spot he was. I knew how that conflict was going to end even if Tyler didn’t. There was no denying this fantasy. There was no getting around it.
It was an obsession, a fantasy, that could only be controlled by giving into it.
“Yeah, I suppose I’m up for a little fun,” Tyler finally said. He was rewarded almost immediately by Carrie moving around to his front and really giving it to him where moments ago she’d just been teasing and playing along with me.
I didn’t have much time to think about what my wife was doing though. Didn’t have time to watch her part in our seduction of this couple into a lifestyle of infidelity. No, I was busy with my own infidelity happening right in front of me as Melanie wheeled around and her hand was down on my cock just like it had been right before she gave me that incredible blowjob.
“I need this in the worst way,” she breathed.
Well how about that? She needed my cock in the worst way, and I was in one hell of a giving mood! Funny how these things worked out sometimes!
I descended on her and we fell into a kiss even as my wife and Tyler collapsed on a couch in the living room.
Yeah, it was time for the fun to really begin!
6
First Times
I’d like to say I went slow. I’d like to say I was a considerate lover who made sure to slowly and sensually explore every inch of Melanie’s body. I wish I could say I ran my hands through her hair and enjoyed her taste.
I did all of that, but it wasn’t slow. It wasn’t sensual. There was no shy exploration. No, it was as though the moment she got her husband’s permission Melanie turned into a possessed woman and there wasn’t a chance I was going to get that slow exploration even if I wanted it.
I wasn’t sure that’s what I wanted anyways. I’d spent so much time fantasizing about this moment, dreaming of getting the opportunity to have her, to shove my cock inside her, and never dreaming that it would actually happen that I wanted to take full advantage of of this moment.
Though I had a pretty good feeling that this wasn’t going to be the only time I got to explore Melanie. It might take them a little while to come around to doing this a second time, sometimes it did when a couple was exploring this for the first time, but I knew from the urgency Melanie was exhibiting that this was going to happen again.
And there was no doubt that there was a burning desire, a burning hunger in Melanie that was easily the match for what I was feeling. Our mouths came together and almost immediately her tongue was pressing into my mouth. I ran my hands up and down her back, squeezing her ass and then running up to feel her tight stomach and finally up to feel one of those incredible tits that I’d been fantasizing about but reluctant to feel without her husband being completely on board.
Her tits were everything I’d expected. They felt perfect, a little less than a handful, and her nipples were rock hard. She sighed as I felt her up and pressed against me trapping my hand between us as her own hands snaked around behind my neck and we continued making out.
Her taste was intoxicating. I’d noticed that every woman was different and some were more interesting than others. The taste of her mouth, the feel of her tongue, was better than any booze I’d ever enjoyed, and all I wanted to do was stand there in the kitchen with my hands on her tits and my tongue in her mouth forever.
Of course there were far more interesting things that I’d also like to do to her even if making out with her was so much fun. Even if it gave me that rush that came with exploring someone for the first time. No, there were other parts of her that I wanted to explore. That I was going to explore while I had this opportunity.
A moan came from the living room. I glanced over to where Carrie had disappeared onto the couch with Tyler. I couldn’t see much, but one of my wife’s legs was up in the air jutting out over the island and from the way it was rocking they weren’t wasting any time either. I looked down to Melanie and grinned.
“Want to head into the living room so your hubby can enjoy the show?”
“Do you think he’ll really care?”
Interesting. Was that a hint of jealousy creeping into Melanie’s voice? I wouldn’t have expected that given the way she’d been the aggressor earlier when we were trying to convince Tyler to have a good time, but then again it’s not like you could help jealousy.
“Oh I know he’s only going to have eyes for you when we get in there Mel,” I said.
That seemed to reassure her just a little. She smiled and took my hand which wasn’t nearly as fun as when she took me by the cock, but I still felt an electric current passing between our bodies as we made our way around the island and got our first good look at our spouses having their own fun.
Carrie was lying back on the couch and Tyler was on top of her grinding against her in a most hypnotic way. I was never one for the dudes, didn’t judge but also didn’t swing that way, but I did have to admit that there was something captivating about watching another guy as long as that other guy was on top of my wife.
My wife who saw us coming into the room and winked up at us. Melanie stood there and once more it seemed that jealousy was rearing its ugly head in the most unlikely of places, but that jealousy didn’t last for long before she was pulling me towards a second couch adjacent to the first.
We fell back together and didn’t waste a moment in picking up right where we’d left off. My hands moved down to her sides and then I was pulling up on her shirt once more, only this time I had no intention of stopping until it was off all the way.
Melanie was more than obliging, holding her arms up and allowing me to pull up, up, until finally those gorgeous tits that I’d been dreaming about ever since the first time I saw this petite beauty came into view with that hypnotic bounce that is the unique purview of a perfect pair of breasts.
Yeah, she definitely wasn’t wearing a bra with that shirt. Talk about fucking hot! They were rounded with perfect pink points that were just begging to be licked and sucked on, and who was I to deny such a delicious impulse?
So I pulled her down as she tossed her shirt to the side and did just that. She tasted absolutely delicious, and from the way she gasped and the way her nipple hardened in my mouth it was obvious that she was enjoying this.
God this was so incredible. She’d seemed like such a goody two-shoes, so completely unattainable since their relationship was still in the newlywed stage, that I never imagined something like this would actually happen and now here I was in my living room with this hottie on top of me, her tit in my mouth as she started grinding her pussy into my cock, and meanwhile on top of all of that I was treated to the sound of my wife moaning and gasping practically right next to us as Tyler worked his magic on her.
I pulled away and Melanie attacked my mouth with her own. My hands ran up and down her body exploring every inch of her exposes skin. She was so fucking hot. Goose bumps were trailed up and down her body, and meanwhile she was still doing that distracting grinding motion that definitely had my cock standing up and taking notice.
I opened one eye and glanc
ed over to the other couch where Tyler and Carrie were going at it. I was pleased to see that he was looking over here even as he was grinding against my wife. Even as his cock was buried between her legs which were wrapped around his ass now. They were still more or less fully clothed, though he’d managed to pull one of the straps on her dress down exposing one of her tits.
Carrie wasn’t wearing a bra either. I wondered if the girls had planned that between the two of them to make things easier for us or if it was just one big coincidence. I wouldn’t put it past Carrie to work out all the details with Melanie well ahead of time and then not tell me about it as a surprise.
Tyler was staring over at me even as he was grinding into my wife. I would’ve grinned at him but of course my mouth was otherwise occupied by making out with Melanie. Seeing him looking at me brought me back to the first time I saw Carrie with another man. It was amazing how I could relive that experience vicariously through other men over and over again even when I was the one who was doing the seducing instead of the one watching my wife being seduced.
I returned my attention to Melanie. If Tyler wanted a show then I was going to give him one hell of a show! I flipped her around, though it took a little bit of maneuvering. We’d intentionally bought couches that were a little more spacious than your average piece of living room furniture, but it could still be a pain for two people to maneuver on the things.
Once Melanie was flipped around I went to work on her shorts. I fumbled at her zipper and meanwhile she was looking so fucking hot biting her lip and looking up at me. I made short work of her pants and then I was pulling down and she was lifting her ass to give me an assist.
I didn’t even bother with pulling down just her shorts. No, I hooked my fingers into her shorts and her underwear came right along with exposing her to me completely in one quick motion. Her pussy looked so delicious and so inviting. I stared down at its slick shaved folds, captivated by the thought that I was quite literally going to be the second man to ever enjoy that delicious treasure.