Story 2 #4
He slid his hand down into her panties and felt just how wet she was. She pushed herself toward his probing fingers, and he spread her lips before sliding the tips of his fingers in, rubbing at her.
He moved his fingers up and down the length of her pussy, before he moved his focus to her clit.
She let out a long moan as he began to rub at her clit, the tip of one finger moving back and forth over it.
Suddenly, she let his cock go. He wondered for a moment what was happening, but then she pulled her dress up over her body, leaving her wearing nothing but her panties - now wet with her own juices.
He looked at her incredible body. He wanted her. They kept pleasuring one another with their hands as she pushed her breasts back down onto his face.
She was driving him wild.
Now, it was his turn to take the initiative.
He turned her over onto her back, so that now he was on top of her.
He went to his knees and looked down at her. She lay there, ready and waiting for him, for whatever it was that he had in mind for her next.
He pushed his undone shirt off his body.
Her hands reached up and stroked his chest, his stomach.
Then, he had to get to his feet to push his pants off.
Now, all he had on were his boxer shorts, and they had already been pushed most of the way down.
He decided that there was no point leaving them on now, so he slid them off.
His wife's moans had reached a whole new urgency now. He looked over and saw that she was sitting on the couch, completely naked, and Pete was on his knees between her legs, licking at her pussy. He knew just how delicious that tasted.
Laura looked over at him. He climbed onto the couch, straddling Holly.
Her hands were all over him. She pulled him to her, and he pushed his cock between her breasts.
It felt perfect - the warmth covering his cock completely. It was so soft, so right.
He pushed her breasts together and began to thrust back and forth, fucking her breasts.
She looked up at him with a smile.
She was still breathing heavily, and when he looked down her body he saw that she was fingering herself while he fucked her breasts.
She kept leaning forward, trying to lick the tip of his cock.
Well, he thought to himself, I think that there’s something we can both do for one another here.
He climbed off her and lay next to her on the couch. Their heads were at opposite ends of the couch, and he pushed her panties down, then he pushed her legs apart and pushed his face toward her pussy. He could see how wet it was and could smell its sweet scent.
Meanwhile, he felt her tongue working on his cock. He felt her lick at it, then he felt her sucking at the sides of it, moving down to the base and then up to the tip.
She took it in her mouth and began sucking on it as he began lapping at her pussy, tasting her, pushing his face into it, getting her juices on his face.
He felt her thighs against the side of his head as his nose pushed into her pussy and his tongue flicked at her clit. Her body was shaking, her mouth was working on his cock, taking it right to the back of her throat, sucking on it hard.
Their bodies were locked together, tasting one another. He could feel her juices on his face. He sucked on her clit and her body shook with pleasure, as she pushed her pussy closer to him, smothering his face with it, as she took all of his cock in her mouth, sucking enthusiastically on it.
He knew that it was time - he knew that he wanted, needed, to be inside her, and he also knew that she was ready for it.
Her pussy was so wet now, he couldn’t wait to slide into her.
He got to his knees on the couch. She did as well, and they faced one another, both naked.
He looked at her gorgeous body, wanting her.
He licked his lips, tasting her pussy there still.
Then, she ran a hand down to her pussy and rubbed at it, before licking her fingers. Her other hand was on his cock, pulling on it gently.
Then, he pushed her down onto the couch, laying on her back. He glanced over at Laura. She was bent over one arm of the other couch, with Pete fucking her from behind. She was crying out now with every forward motion of his hips.
Mark was mesmerized by the sight of his wife getting fucked like this.
She was looking over at him as well, taking it all in as he had fun with this other woman.
He smiled at her, as he knelt between Holly's legs, and he stroked her thighs.
He bent down over her and kissed her, lightly, on the lips.
Then, he slid his cock into her. He eased himself into her wet pussy.
It felt tight around his cock, and he felt as though he was stretching her out.
She moaned softly as he pushed his cock further and further into her, filling her all the way up with it.
He held himself inside her, feeling her pussy pulsing around his cock, feeling as though it was massaging it in some way.
Then, bent over her, he began to slide his cock back and forth, fucking her slowly, thrusting into her.
She wrapped her arms around him as he kept going, as he built up his pace.
He looked down into Holly’s face, seeing the pleasure written there, and it just spurred him on. He started fucking her harder and harder, his cock pounding away at her, feeling the warm wetness of her pussy. She wrapped her legs around him as he kept going.
He looked over at Laura. Now, Pete was sitting back on the couch and Laura was straddling him, facing forward, bouncing up and down on his cock.
Mark could see Pete's cock sliding in and out of his wife's pussy as she kept riding him, could see how wet she was.
Her breasts were bouncing, and he saw Pete reach around and grab them.
Laura ran one hand down her body and began to rub at her clit.
It was clear that she was still loving every second of this.
Mark found himself thinking about Holly’s amazing breasts. He wanted more of them, and now he had an idea just how he was going to get more of them.
He climbed off the couch and pulled Holly to her feet. He kissed her roughly, then he lay back on the couch, pulling her down to him. Now, she was the one straddling him. She looked down at him as she took hold of his cock, sliding it into herself.
She looked over at her husband fucking another woman, and she started to ride that woman’s husband. Now she was rubbing at her clit as well, both women chasing their climaxes.
Her breasts were bouncing, and it was just as Mark had hoped it would be.
He reached up and grabbed them, squeezing them.
She was riding him hard and fast, and he knew that he couldn’t last much longer. He heard his wife let out a long cry and knew from experience that she had climaxed. He looked over at her, with Pete’s cock still inside her, and he saw Pete’s cum seeping from her pussy.
That was it for him, that was the final straw. It was incredible, and it made him shoot his load into Holly, just as she let out a cry as her own orgasm hit her.
She bent down to kiss him, before climbing off him, his cock slipping out of her.
They all sat back on their respective couches, each man with the other man’s wife held in his arms.
They all smiled with satisfaction.
Mark was glad that he had come to this dinner, after all.