I’m a little nervous as I pull up in front of your apartment building. We have kissed and touched but this will be the first time for more. It has been building up to this moment between us for a very long time and despite my nerves I am wet with anticipation. I quickly check my hair and makeup, stow the little mirror in my purse, and lock the doors behind me. I am dressed rather modestly for a woman on the cusp of an affair. A simple white blouse is framed by a sedate charcoal gray skirt suit. Of course, hidden beneath my tightly buttoned suit I am wearing a truly scandalous matched set of black lace bra, panties, garter belt, and stockings. The chill breeze snakes icy whispers up my skirt and across the creamy expanse of flesh above the tops of my stockings. My hair is pinned up tight in a burnished coppery chignon and the only hints of naughtiness to be seen by the casual observer are my full rosy lips and a pair of black leather peep-toe stilettos. It turns me on to know that you will peel away the layers of serious, understated clothing and turn me into your dirty little slut.

You open the door before I can knock and grasp my hand to pull me inside. The room is dim and for a moment I am blind as my eyes struggle to adjust. I blink a couple of times to clear my vision and the look I see in your eyes makes me shiver. You close and lock the door behind me making sure to brush against my body at every opportunity, letting me know that I am helpless to resist you. Before I can even draw a breath, I find myself shoved roughly against the cool wood of the door. You grip my wrists in one strong hand while you toss my purse onto the table with your keys. Your grip stops just short of bruising my tender flesh and you hold my gaze as you raise my trapped hands above my head and pin them to the door. I close my eyes and moan softly against your lips as you capture mine in a kiss as devastating in its gentleness as is the near violence of your body crushing mine against the unyielding wood. I love your control over me paired with the promise of so much pleasure.

Your free hand slides down the side of my throat, fingers stroking softly over my fluttering pulse. With my arms stretched high above my head, my jacket pulls tightly across my breasts and belly, accentuating their lush round curves. Your slow kisses weaken my knees and I whimper with delight when your hand strokes down the side of my body, skimming the curve of my breast and down to my hip. I can feel the hot, steel-hard ridge of your arousal pressing insistently at the juncture of my thighs. Stepping back suddenly, you release me suddenly, leaving me feeling cold and bereft of your overwhelming physical presence.

“Take off the jacket.” I comply immediately, knowing you can clearly see my black lace bra beneath the silky sheer fabric of my blouse. You trace the scalloped edge of the lace toward the valley between my breasts making me shudder. I carefully lay the jacket over the back of a chair and look directly into your eyes as I unbutton my blouse. The wolfish expression on your face as more of my creamy pale skin is revealed thrills me. The blouse flutters down my arms and I place it with deliberate care on top of my jacket. Bending at the waist and leaning far over the desk, I fuss with the discarded clothing under the pretense of preventing wrinkles. I can almost feel your eyes caress the plump curves of my ass and I wonder if you can see the shape of the ribbons of my garters through my skirt. I feel you behind me, your hands gliding up my thighs. You draw my skirt up, baring my thighs as you clear the lacy tops of my stockings. You growl in appreciation and press my upper body down onto the desk, dropping kisses and nibbles across my shoulders and down my spine.

The shrill jangle of your cell cuts through the fog of passion in my brain and I move to stand up and give you privacy only to feel your hand press down in the center of my back effectively pinning me there. I am surprised to hear the beep as you answer the call. You listen and respond to the voice on the other end while drawing my panties down to my already shaking knees. The rasp of your zipper sends a flood of moisture to my already eager pussy. It feels so naughty knowing that you are going to fuck me while casually handling what is obviously a business related call.

There is no need to prepare me, for my body is already dripping wet and craving your entry. You move the crotch of my panties aside and I bite my lip at the first pressure of your blunt cock against my slit. I know I must keep silent as you push forward, filling me, stretching me. You are so big that I ache almost to the threshold of pain but it feels so good and my hips writhe as I try to take more of you.

Your call ends with the snick of your phone closing and I whimper softly knowing my patient silence will soon be rewarded. You withdraw slowly leaving me feeling empty. I pant and gasp as you press forward again, filling me inch by inch. It is a tight fit despite my soaked response to you. You sense my climax approaching, building with each slow stroke. I feel it begin to wash over me almost in slow motion, starting at the top of my head and flowing over me in a wave both icy and scorching. You groan against the back of my neck as my internal muscles ripple up and down your shaft, tightening around you. The intensity leaves me panting and I realize as you withdraw from my body that you are still as hard as stone. You step back, allowing me to stand up, and I strip my panties and skirt off as I do.

“Let me take care of that.” I smile as I kneel before you. You skin off your shirt while I help you step out of y9our jeans. Your cock still glistens wetly with my juices and I lick slowly up your entire length. I can taste myself on you and I close my eyes and moan a little. You cup the back of my head and gently but firmly force your cock past my plump pink lips. I suck softly and swirl my tongue across every surface within reach. I explore every curve and ridge of velvety skin and raised veins. You groan quietly and press forward, deep into my mouth and to the entrance of my throat. I fill my lungs with air and cup your heavy testicles in my hands. You thrust forward in one seemingly endless stroke. I swallow deeply, forcing down the gag reflex and your hand slides lower to trace my pale white throat with your cock buried deep inside.

I keep swallowing your length until my nose brushes your groin. My throat muscles ripple up and down your throbbing shaft as I continue to swallow deeply. I can feel my lungs beginning to beg for breath but I trust you to pull back in time so I swirl my tongue against your smooth flesh. Finally, just as my ears begin to buzz from lack of oxygen, you free your cock from my lips.

I still feel a little giddy and lightheaded when you draw me up against your body. You kiss me gently, stroking my shoulders and back, slowing thins down for the moment. You turn me around and place both hands on my full curved hips. I know you are taking the view of my plump round ass framed by lacy panties and the straps of my garter belt. Gone is the demure, restrained lady and in her place stands your panting wet little slut. I reach up and remove the clips holding my silky flame-red hair in a loose bun. It tumbles down my back and just past my hips in a cascade of loose curls, brushing softly over your huge erection. I feel very sexy and utterly feminine when you growl softly and step closer to mold your strong body to my back. You slide one hand around to cup my breast and the other sweeps my hair from the side of my neck. Your lips burn a brand against my flesh and I shiver at the sensation.

We make our way down the hall and to your bedroom. The room is dominated by the bed which is very tall and covered in crisp sheets. Suddenly, I find myself bent over and pressed into the mattress with my hands pulled tightly behind my back. Producing a silken cord, you tie my hands together at the wrists. The implied helplessness sends a rush of heat to my already dripping pussy. Your rock hard erection slides against the crack of my ass. I whimper when I feel your lips trace a path down my back. There is something so naughty about sex while partially clothed, especially when the remaining clothing includes silky stockings and stilettos.

You stand me up and twirl me around to face you, pushing firmly in the center of the chest to knock me back into the crisp softness of your bed. My ass is hanging over the edge a little but you brace me with your big strong body so I know I won’t fall off. With my hands tied as they are, I am completely at your mercy. You spread my thighs wide and step closer between them, tilting my hips up and running your fingers up and down over my creamy flesh. You stretch my right leg out toward the head of the bed, kissing the sensitive skin behind my knee. I close my eyes and enjoy your touch, curious when I feel another silken cord tighten around my ankle. When I realize that my ankle is fastened to the bedpost, my slightly tremulous whimper draws a distinctly evil sounding chuckle from deep in your chest.

Before I can protest, you quickly extend my left leg toward the foot of the bed and secure my ankle to the bedpost at the foot of the bed. I am totally spread open and exposed by my position, vulnerable to your every whim with my ass hanging slightly off the side of the bed. I can only imagine what I look like from your point of view. I can feel the slick moisture of my well-aroused pussy dripping down the crack of my ass. You reach up and tug the straps of my bra down my arms and free my breasts by shoving the cups down beneath them. Looking into my eyes, you tease my nipples to hard peaks. Pinching a little harder, my back arches at the pleasure/pain, shoving my breasts further into your grasp. You release my tingling buds and rest your hands on the bed by my shoulders. Your thick cock slides over my slick folds, grinding hard into my clit but not entering me. My moans are coming faster and I tilt my face up to you, needing your kiss.

“Tell me you want to cum. Beg me to fuck you.” You growl the words against my lush lips.

“Please, baby! I need your big cock inside me!” I can feel an orgasm rapidly approaching and I want to cum all over your huge dick. “Please fuck your little slut hard! Make me cum, baby!” I whimper desperately and squirm my hips, so wet and ready for you. You rest the broad head of your cock at my entrance and increase the pressure; not enough to slip inside but hard enough that it sets me to panting even harder in anticipation. I can tell by the slight smirk on your handsome face that you love the effect you have on me. “Please! Make me c…Aaaaah!” My squeal is high and shrill as you slam deep inside my slick tunnel in one hard stroke. Your groin bangs hard against my highly sensitive clit and your heavy balls slap against my exposed asshole. The sudden and intense stimulation sets off an earth-shattering orgasm. My pussy is clenching tightly around your girth and I am still riding out the waves of pleasure when I feel you apply something cold and slippery, obviously lubricant, to my helplessly exposed ass. I whimper again, mostly from the pleasurable sensation, and I look you right in the eyes, not protesting.

You slide out of my thoroughly soaked pussy and apply more lube, this time to your big, throbbing shaft. The muscles of my thighs tremble from their stretched position and I moan low and quiet when you press the head of your huge cock to my slick, helpless little anus.

“Mmmmmmm! You feel so good! Please fuck my ass, baby! Stretch my tiny little asshole with your big dick!” I know you love to hear me beg you to use my body. You slowly push forward, knowing I want this but still careful not to hurt me too much. As your cock slips past the tight ring of my anus, I push out, relaxing my anal muscles and you easily slide halfway in. It is a tight fit and you pull back slowly leaving just the broad head embedded in my ass. I am shuddering and making small pants and whimpers. My body is flushed and chilled at the same time and when you slide forward again, in feel so stretched and full. There is no pain, just a feeling of intense sensation and complete vulnerability. I am helpless and unable to stop you but I don’t want to anyway. I trust you to push my boundaries but never really hurt me.

“Take it all, baby.” You growl against my heaving breasts as you finally force the last inch of your cock inside my tightly stretched body. Your hips are cradled between my widespread thighs. You begin a slow rhythm, the strain showing in the tense trembling of your muscles and the sheen of sweat glistening on both of our bodies. One after the other, you reach for the bedposts to free my ankles, stroking my creamy thighs as I wrap them tightly around your waist. My hands are still restrained tightly behind my back but my lower body is free to squirm and gyrate, thrilling both of us with the sensations.

Suddenly, you wrap strong arms around my shoulders and lift me up close to your body, sliding onto the bed. My knees rest on either side of your hips and I grind my body down on you to take you another fraction of an inch deeper. I set up a slow rhythm keeping you deep and only sliding up and down the last couple of inches. You feel so good inside me. My breasts bob enticingly as I fuck your thick cock and when you free my hands I slide them up my body to pinch and pull at my tender nipples. Your big hands graze slowly over my hips and thighs, stroking my fevered skin, urging me to a faster pace.

When I feel your strong fingers slide against my dripping wet pussy I nearly come apart. On my next stroke down on your cock you plunge three fingers deep inside me, stretching me and filling me almost beyond belief. I continue to ride your cock and fingers franticly needing to cum and to make you explode with me. Your thumb slips against my clit and you press hard against my g-spot every time I slam down on you. I can feel the pressure building and my body shakes and spasms as the waves of my climax crash over me. My voice rises nearly to a scream and hot fluid gushes from my body all over your groin and belly. The muscles of my ass and pussy clamp down tightly, milking your flesh in intense spasms, drawing a groan from you as your cock jumps and sprays hot cum deep into my body.

After what seems like an eternity, the flow of your cum slows to a trickle and my orgasm fades to pleasurable shivers. Finally your cock slips out of my abused asshole and I collapse into the cradle of your arms. You brush a coppery strand away from my face and tuck me under your chin to cuddle me closer. I listen to your heartbeat slow and your breath even out, feeling very safe and protected as I drift off into an exhausted but thoroughly sated sleep.

Emily had not been looking forward to her sister’s wedding for the simple fact that Emily’s sister Kerry was the craziest bride she’d ever laid eyes on. She went mental over the tiniest detail and Emily couldn’t take it. There was also the issue of her bridesmaid dress which was hideous and the fact that she couldn’t get a date to go with her to the wedding because everyone was back at college taking their assignments which a studious Emily had finished. Kerry had been acting like the bride from hell and quite frankly Emily only felt sorry for one person – Kerry’s soon to be husband Peter. Emily got on well with Peter; he’d finally seen her sister’s true colours on the run up to the wedding and had spent a lot of time with Emily hiding out in the basement until Kerry had calmed down. He was like a brother to her and couldn’t wait for him to join the family.

The wedding was taking place in a grand hotel, the type of place where celebrities had their weddings, Kerry had insisted on the venue. After getting ready with Kerry’s other two bridesmaids Felicia and Christie, Emily went on a walk around the hotel and watched as the guests arrived. As she looked out into the gardens she saw a dark haired man sitting on a bench with his head in his hands. Peter.

Emily didn’t know what to do, what if he was having second thoughts about marrying Kerry she thought. She packed away these thoughts and marched across the gardens to Peter. He looked up when he heard her coming and his face was that of a troubled man. Emily sat down next to him and laid a friendly hand upon his thigh. Peter glanced at her hand but did not brush it off but neither did he take it. Instead he looked right at his sister-in-law to be and admitted that he was nervous about marrying Kerry.

“What if she’s not happy in our marriage? What if we find it really difficult to live together as a married couple? What if…what if she stops loving me?” And as soon as Peter asked that last question Emily knew that that was his only primary concern.

“Peter,” Emily began as she put her other hand on his thigh and squeezed it in reassurance, “listen to yourself with all these ‘what ifs’. Kerry loves you very much. You’ve been together for four years now, I’ve never seen her so…happy. She could never stop loving you! And if she did, I would be here for you.” She smiled up at Peter and knew that her final words soothed him. He smiled as he looked into Emily’s blue eyes, the exact same colour as Kerry’s. He felt the grip she had on his thigh reassuring him, holding him like a vice. He felt a stir below. He gently rested his hand on top of hers and she released her hold, smiling back at him.

“You look beautiful, by the way.” Peter said as Emily got back up to enter the hotel. She didn’t answer, because she couldn’t believe it. There was no way the coral coloured dress that Kerry had chosen suited her or her curvy body. The colour certainly didn’t suit her olive skin or her dark hair. She felt that Kerry had chosen it to make her look ridiculous, but then why did Felicia and Christie both look like super models? Yet, here was Peter telling her she looked beautiful. She gave him a parting smile and headed back to the hotel only to run into her frantic mother as she headed towards the foyer.

“Have you seen Kerry? She needs her hair and make-up doing pronto!” She cried. Emily shook her head and told her mother she’d help her look for her sister.

It was about ten minutes later that Emily found her sister. She heard her voice in the reception dining room. Harsh whispers filtered down the corridor and Emily found her self peaking in, not alerting her presence to her sister. There stood her sister in her expensive white wedding dress, lace corset and long and wide skirts with her ex-boyfriend Tony. Emily knew Tony well, she’d hated him. Her sister had been obsessed with him; he was the one who got away. Now she was pointing her manicured finger in his face, “I told you to stay away from here Tony! Why are you doing this to me?” She shouted.

Tony shushed her but answered with almost the same volume, “We’ve been together for three years Kerry, why are YOU doing this to ME?” He asked, “I thought you wanted us to be together.”

“We only fuck Tony!” She yelled her hands balled into fists and her eyes wide.

Tony closed his eyes for a moment and ran his hand through his untidy mop of brown hair. He took a step closer to Kerry and put his hands on her bare shoulders and said softly, “Look Kez, I know deep down you know that what we do is more that just ‘fuck’. It’s on a deeper level than that right?” He looked her straight in the eyes until she nodded. “I want you and I know you want me. So, just let it happen…let it be.” Tony gently pulled Kerry’s face closer to his and rested his lips against hers and Emily heard him whisper in the empty room, “You are my only love, so let it be.” A ragged gasp escaped Kerry’s lips before they locked with Tony’s. He kissed her feverishly, pulling her body closer to his. To Emily’s surprise Kerry reacted with the same enthusiasm and wrapped her arms tightly around Tony’s neck. Before she knew it he was lifting Kerry onto the bride, groom and family head table and pulling at her white lace panties under the layers of her wedding dress. Kerry hoisted the folds around her waist and fastened her legs around Tony. His fingers fumbled with the ribbons of her corset but soon her large creamy breasts spilled free. He took the left into his mouth and sucked on her pink nipple until it stood erect. Kerry gasped and began to try undoing the belt of Tony’s jeans. Soon, they were down around his ankles and his cock sprung free and rigid from the confinements of his boxers. He pulled Kerry to him and slid himself easily inside her. Kerry groaned and gripped the white table cloth as he entered her to the hilt. Tony didn’t stop; he began pounding hard and deep into Emily’s sister’s pussy making her scream and moan as she bucked against his cock. Her breasts bounced as she gyrated against him. The room was rent with the sounds of their sex, with a mixture of grunts and moans. “Oo Tony I’m cumming! Fuck me harder!” Kerry yelled, pushing her pelvis up to meet each of his thrusts. Tony picked up speed and Emily could hear his balls slapping hard against her sister’s bare ass. “Oh yes, cum for me baby.” Tony hissed between his teeth. Suddenly, Kerry’s toes curled, she threw her head back, her spine arched and she screamed her way through a powerful orgasm, clutching the tablecloth so it was balled in her fists. It wasn’t long before Tony finished inside her, groaning as he released his hot cum inside of Emily’s sister. As he pulled away, Emily saw as it dripped out her sister’s shaved pussy and dribbled onto the white tablecloth beneath her. Not being able to take anymore, Emily moved away from the door and headed back up the corridor.

So, Kerry had been cheating on Peter with Tony for all this time. Kerry was a fool Emily thought, to think that Tony really loved her. She’d never be able to look at her sister the same way again. But poor Peter, he’d been right; Kerry would never be happy in their marriage and she certainly probably would stop loving him if she hadn’t stopped already. Emily thought hard for a minute before she decided what was best to do. She thought of the last few words she’d said to Peter ‘I would be here for you’ and went to find him.

Peter looked in the mirror as he tied his bow tie. Emily was right, what doubts could he have? At that moment, Peter saw Emily enter his room.

“Oh hey Em, what’s up?” He asked. Emily didn’t say anything until she’d come close to him.

“Tell me how this feels.” She commanded and pressed her lips to his. Peter was confused there was a part of him that was telling him that this was wrong and that he was cheating. The other part of him told him that he hadn’t had a kiss that felt this new and exciting in four years. He knew which part of the body that was and he felt it stiffen at the thought. He gently pulled away from Emily.

“So?” She asked staring straight at him, her beautiful face inches from his.

“Emily, I –”

“I said I’d be here for you. So, I am. Let it be.” Emily repeated the words she’d heard her sister’s lover say. “Please.” She whispered.

A trembling breath left Peter’s lips. He cupped her face in his hand and kissed her lips lightly.

Emily felt triumphant and kissed him back, allowing her tongue to tease and play with Peter’s.

He felt her hands roam across his body finally reaching his cock that was now straining to get out of his suit trousers for his wedding. He felt her fumble with the belt and he helped her release his cock.

Emily was surprised as his large cock poked her hard in the stomach. She ran her fingers along the length of it and enjoyed the pleasurable hiss that came from Peter as she touched him. She sank to her knees before it, being careful not to tear her bridesmaid dress and wrapped her lips around his cock.

Peter watched as the sister of his fiancé bobbed up and down his shaft. Felt as her tongue swirled at the end paying attention to the head and felt as she massaged his balls expertly in her hands. He wanted to make love to her but he knew he couldn’t last much longer. He loved the feel of Emily’s warm mouth around his dick, loved watching her full lips suck him off. It was at that second he realised he loved her and that she would always be there for him. With this sudden realisation he felt his balls twitch and his cock surge with the great amount of cum he had for her. He then released into Emily’s waiting mouth.

Emily watched as immense ropes of warm cum spurted out of Peter’s rock hard cock and onto her tongue. She liked what she tasted.

Peter observed as Emily licked her lips and swallowed his semen like a pro. He then helped her off her knees and kissed her lightly on the mouth.

She smiled at him and at that second, Emily knew that she loved Peter too.

At five minutes past six in the evening there was a wedding. It was a joyous occasion. The bride looked stunning and radiant in her white dress as she walked down the aisle, her three bridesmaids ahead of her. One of them was her sister. She beamed at the groom as she past him at the top of the aisle and he beamed back. He took his brides hand and smiled at her and she smiled back with a tear in her eye. Perhaps a happy tear. The sister looked on from the side lines at the couple that were about to get married, that were about to take a vow and she vowed to herself that whatever happened she would always be there for the groom. Always.

When Linda decided to go overseas, Kelly and I decided it was now or never. My lovely wife and I had been fantasising about my delicious ex for years, but over the past year Kelly had been more willing to explore the idea. And hey, who was I to object.

Both girls were shorter than average and curvy, with large breasts, smooth white skin and not quite shoulder length hair. My wife, Kelly, had an hourglass figure and a heart shaped face framed by lustrous wavy brown hair. Her deep brown eyes were framed by long thick dark lashes which most girls would need makeup to emulate. Between high cheekbones, a smooth round nose sat above her sultry pink lips. My ex, Linda, was equally as beautiful. She had a fuller figure and a round face with the lightest smattering of freckles. Her hair was thicker, darker and shorter with a completely natural streak of white through her long fringe. Her dark brown eyes were quick and inquisitive and she had a proud nose and expressive, tasty lips.

Both girls were smart, funny and vivacious and enjoyed sex and experimenting. But while Linda flaunted her wildness and her bisexuality, Kelly always seemed shyer and more reserved. Still, it’s the quiet ones you have to watch. Even though Linda had had a variety of lovers and rarely failed to titillate me with details of her latest conquest, Kelly had done things with me, her only lover till now, that showed just how depraved she could be when she was in the mood.

I never thought I was amazing in the looks department, but have been told otherwise by those I figure would know. I’m very tall, average build, with long brown hair tied back in a pony tail. While I’d always worn my hair scruffy, I’d stopped cutting it irregularly when Kelly said she liked long hair. My eyes, refusing to be categorised are a kind of slate greyish green with hints of blue. I have a big flared nose, big smiling mouth, big square hands and I’m big in other departments too. Apparently I have a tight butt that women love. I won’t question this for the obvious benefits it has occasionally brought.

So Kelly and I took Linda out for a going away dinner and flirted terribly with her. Previously, I’d led the flirting and nothing had happened beyond some three way hugging and hand holding though our goodbye kisses had gradually moved over time from Linda’s cheeks to the corners of her smirking mouth. I figured tonight wouldn’t be any different and had even accepted shift work that night. But tonight, Kelly was quick to follow my lead, and even overtake me. When I held Linda’s hand over dinner, Kelly stroked Linda’s smooth white wrists. And as we walked back to the car Linda thanked us.

“You guys didn’t have to take me to dinner because I’m going away.”

“We didn’t,” Kelly replied cheekily. “We did it to get you into bed.”

Linda laughed and nothing else was said.

The trip back to Linda’s place was jovial and relaxed and we followed her inside for the usual cup of tea. We all dumped handbags and jackets and came back into the lounge area. Linda stood in front of me facing Kelly and asked something about tea. She ran her fingers through her thick hair so I started stroking her hair away from her neck. She tilted her head to reveal her neck so I leaned in behind her and gently kissed the soft white skin there. She sighed and leaned her head back, so I kissed her neck again, lingering this time on the smooth curve where her neck met her shoulder, and Kelly pounced. She took two steps forward and greedily lowered her mouth to Linda’s slightly parted lips while I extended my kiss on Linda’s neck with some sucking and nibbling. Not quite believing what was happening, I reached around Linda to stroke Kelly with one hand while continuing to play with Linda’s hair with my other. The position was awkward, and with my head down I couldn’t see what the girls were doing to each other but I could hear them. Soft sighs escaped Linda’s lips and my wife moaned between wet smacking sounds. I moved to their side for a better view with Linda on my left and Kelly on my right and I continued stroking their hair; Kelly’s longer and finer, and Linda’s thicker and darker.

Their heads moved under my hands as they kissed each other deeply and passionately and I slid my hands down their backs as if holding the two of them together. Not that they needed any help, mind. When Kelly came up for air, she noticed Linda’s free neck and started kissing her where my lips had been only moments earlier.

Linda gazed at me, smiling dreamily, and I leaned down and gently kissed her lips which I hadn’t tasted properly for so long now. Linda’s mouth was smaller than Kelly’s, with a narrower tongue that slipped between my teeth with an old familiarity. Our tongues met and twirled as Kelly feasted on Linda’s neck and nibbled her ear. I decided to join in and kissed my way down Linda’s cheek to the other side of her neck. Kelly’s and my fingers brushed as we held Linda’s head and proceeded simultaneously to give her matching love bites on both sides of her neck. We stopped short of marking her and kissed our way back to her lips.

I looked into Kelly’s eyes and she smiled a huge grin and we kissed. I slipped my tongue between her lips and briefly tasted Linda on her. Then, still grinning, she turned back to Linda for more. Linda was holding Kelly with one arm while her other hand tentatively sought out Kelly’s breast. When Kelly realised what was happening, she kissed Linda deeper and boldly placed her own hand on Linda’s breast.

I watched enrapt, stroking their backs and kissing their cheeks and necks as they leaned in to kiss each other, then they leaned back to play with each others breasts and tweak the hard nipples pushing through the fabric of their tops.

I slipped my hand under the back of Kelly’s top and stroked her warm bare skin in the small of her back. Linda immediately got the idea, or more likely had already been working towards it herself, and joined me in stroking Kelly’s waist under her top. Kelly sighed contentedly, and that was all Linda needed to take the hem of Kelly’s top and slide it up over her large breasts which were straining against her bra. Kelly raised her arms compliantly and her top was whisked away over her head. I started kissing and stroking her bare shoulders and watched avidly while she reciprocated Linda’s action by almost tearing Linda’s top off to reveal a black satiny bra.

With a last kiss of Kelly’s bare shoulder, I shifted my attention to Linda’s smooth shoulders and neck. Kelly was busy doing the same and Linda’s head lolled back in ecstasy as we feasted on her sweet smooth skin, occasionally kissing and licking each others saliva from her cleavage. It wasn’t long before Linda righted her head and slid her arms around Kelly’s back.

“I think I’m best qualified for this,” she murmured and set about working on the clasp to Kelly’s bra. In a few moments, Kelly’s bra slid forward revealing her heavy breasts and the hard erect nub of her nipples standing out from the wide pink of her areolae. Linda took in the delightful view then fell upon my wife, kissing her deeply while greedily fondling both Kelly’s breasts in her hands.

Not prepared to wait my turn to fondle my wife’s breasts I reached behind Linda and with one quick smooth motion unhooked her bra.

Linda stopped kissing my wife briefly. “Okay, maybe I was wrong,” Linda admitted. “Who was that?”

“Me,” I grinned as Kelly helped Linda’s bra fall away. Linda’s breasts were almost as large as Kelly’s but somewhat rounder, with a slight difference in size. The nipples were smaller and darker but stood out as hard and as far as Kelly’s.

Kelly tentatively reached out and cupped Linda’s breast in her hand. For the first time she explored the silky smooth curve of another girl’s naked breast and when Linda smiled encouragingly, Kelly stroked and squeezed Linda’s erect nipple, eliciting a low moan from Linda. They gazed shyly into each other’s eyes then hugged and resumed kissing each other.

Their nipples rubbed together enticingly, so I dropped to my knees and ran my tongue between them. With no complaints, I opened my mouth wide and started sucking both girls’ nipples simultaneously. There were loud wet smacking sounds from all of us as nipples and tongues slid between probing lips.

Soon Kelly pulled away and kissed her way down Linda’s neck to Linda’s other breast. My wife smiled at me sucking on her friend’s nipple and snaked her tongue out for her first taste of another woman’s breast. A moan came from above us and I smiled back and circled Linda’s left nipple with my tongue. Kelly did the same to Linda’s right nipple. I lapped at the underside of Linda’s breast and Kelly mirrored me. I was teaching my wife how to suck her friend’s tits. We grinned at each other then each sucked on one of Linda’s tits while she cradled our heads, stroked our hair and gasped in delight.

Before my knees gave out, I struggled to my feet and resumed kissing my ex. She lapped at my lips and tongue and released Kelly’s head to start unbuttoning the top of my shirt. Kelly seemed to notice and reached for my bottom shirt buttons. The two girls raced to undo my middle buttons then slid my shirt off my shoulders. I tossed it on the back of a chair, and the three of us stood naked from the waist up, holding and admiring each other.

“I have to go to the bathroom,” said Kelly and headed off.

“I’ll clear off my bed,” said Linda and took off in the other direction.

And suddenly I was alone, half naked, with a painfully hard erection. I figured I’d call work and tell them I wouldn’t be in. I’d been worried about having an opportunity to cancel work, but not so worried as to even contemplate calling for a brief time out.

“Hi Candice,” I said trying to sound concerned. “Sorry to do this, but I won’t be able to make work tonight. My, uh, car has some engine trouble.”

“You are so going to hell, David!” came Linda’s voice.

I smiled wryly and hung up to find Linda and Kelly giggling at me from Linda’s bedroom.

“Engine trouble. I’ll have to remember that,” smirked Linda.

She had her arms around my wife and was stroking the smooth skin of Kelly’s back, occasionally lowering a hand to Kelly’s sweet arse. Kelly grinned at me as I came in, then pressed her naked torso against Linda and kissed her to shut her up.

While the girls were fondling each others breasts, stroking over the smooth skin and sharing more exploratory kisses, I moved beside them and put an arm around each. Kelly looked up at me and I kissed her slowly and carefully. I pulled back and looked deep in her eyes. In response, she grinned mischievously. I looked into Linda’s eyes and she closed them and offered me her tasty lips to kiss. While I kissed Linda, Kelly started fumbling with Linda’s belt and started tugging her pants down, revealing black lacy panties underneath. Kelly kissed Linda’s round hip, squeezed her gorgeous arse and stroked down her outer thigh, pushing her pants down as she went.

When Linda’s pants settled about her ankles, she gingerly stepped out of them, forcing Kelly and I to temporarily abandon our molestations. Then I watched as Linda took my wife in her arms and started kissing down Kelly’s neck to her stiff nipples. As Linda started sucking on Kelly’s gorgeous tits, Kelly lifted her face in delight and I leaned forwards to kiss her tasty sweet lips. Kelly kissed me back passionately and writhed with the delightful sensation of a new mouth also working her tits and while she was distracted, Linda started removing Kelly’s pants. I also slid my hand inside Kelly’s pants and pushed them down as I stroked her round arse, still kissing and nibbling her responsive lips. Somehow, Kelly stepped out of her pants and she broke the kiss with me while Linda released her breast.

I stared in wonder and amazement at my two favourite women, both naked except for panties, standing in front of me gazing at each other, grinning like Cheshire pussies.

They resumed kissing and their hands explored each other bodies, roaming round waists, gliding over hips and squeezing sweet arses. I joined in, stealing the occasional kiss where I could and enjoying the view where I couldn’t. Linda slid a hand between Kelly’s legs and pressed her panties into her damp crotch. Kelly moaned and, not to be outdone, started pulling down Linda’s panties to reveal her closely trimmed pussy and her sweet cunt lips, almost pouting. While Kelly was bending over to remove Linda’s panties, I used the opportunity to remove Kelly’s panties and when she stood, Linda and I could see the moisture glistening on the hairs of her unshaved pussy. They kissed again and slid their fingers into each others warm pussies while I fondled their now free breasts and listened to their moans of pleasure. Kelly raised her fingers from Linda’s cunt and placed them on my lips. I greedily tasted my old ex once more, then kissed Kelly so she could taste Linda on me.

“We better take care of this,” muttered Linda squeezing my hard cock through my pants, and she and Kelly quickly and efficiently had my belt off and my pants and underwear tossed in a corner. The three of us hugged each other, enjoying each other’s warm naked bodies. Then Linda edged Kelly backwards towards the bed and playfully pushed Kelly onto her back.

Linda and I pounced on top of her, ravishing her breasts and kissing her face and neck and shoulders. Kelly moaned her approval, and as I feasted on her tits, Linda kissed her way over Kelly’s stomach and down to her damp thighs. Kelly put up no resistance as Linda spread Kelly’s legs apart and kissed her inner thighs, before working her way up to my wife’s cunt. Linda teased around Kelly’s pussy until she finally worked her tongue gently into my wife’s dripping cunt. Kelly sucked in her breath and closed her eyes. I smiled and tried to watch, but it was difficult to do so and suck Kelly’s breast at the same time.

I watched the top of Linda’s head moving slowly up and down as she lapped around my wife’s cunt. She slid her tongue over the coarse hairs, tasting Kelly’s juices and hearing Kelly’s breathing quicken. Linda lapped at Kelly’s slit and the soaked hairs there while Kelly groaned into my mouth. Then Linda slid her tongue inside where I’d so often sunk my hard cock, and Kelly moaned and gasped. I watched Linda enjoying her work, sliding her tongue along my wife’s slit, lapping at the clit, then returning to the pool of cum and saliva moistening Kelly’s hole and licking my wife again. Kelly kept oohing and aahing and I kissed her face and breasts and held her down for Linda. Linda slid a finger easily into Kelly’s dripping hole and I squeezed Kelly’s nipple and Kelly grunted underneath us. Linda’s eyes looked up at me, her mouth filled with my wife’s cunt and I smiled at her around the nipple I was sucking. She started pumping her finger into Kelly’s cunt and I sucked Kelly’s breast harder. Kelly gasped as Linda squeezed another finger into her, and moaned when a third soon followed. I bit lightly on her nipples, varying with licking around her breasts, while Linda continued tonguing her clit. Kelly started writhing and thrashing between us, so Linda and I increased our assault on Kelly’s smooth naked body. Kelly started keening as Linda pumped her cunt and lapped her clit and I twisted one nipple and bit the other and Kelly tensed up, cried out and came hard, thrashing about while we held and fondled her.

Linda crawled between Kelly and me and kissed my wife on her lips. I took Linda’s hand, kissed it and licked my wife’s cum from her fingers. Kelly responded weakly at first, gently pouting her lips for Linda to nibble then parting them to allow Linda to slip her tongue in. Linda eagerly obliged, then rubbed her lips against Kelly lips and tongue, so Kelly could taste her own cum on Linda’s face. When Kelly realised this, she rolled Linda on her back and began kissing and licking Linda’s face clean. I joined in also, tasting my wife’s cum from her friend’s chin then I kissed down to Linda’s breast again and sucked her nipple back into my mouth. While doing so, I stroked my fingers down Linda’s side to her moist cunt and slid two fingers inside her. She moaned into Kelly’s mouth and spread her legs to give me better access. I pumped my fingers into Linda’s cunt while Kelly kissed her way down to Linda’s other breast and we feasted on Linda’s tits together. When my fingers were properly covered in Linda’s cunt juice, I pulled them out of her and spread my two fingers apart revealing a string of moisture between them. I touched Kelly’s cheek lightly and placed my fingers under her nose. Kelly inhaled deeply of her friend’s scent then opened her mouth for me. I placed my fingers on Kelly’s tongue and she hungrily started sucking Linda’s juices from my fingers.

I kissed Linda deeply, while pulling my fingers from Kelly’s mouth and smearing them on Linda’s left nipple. Kelly followed them and started sucking Linda’s left nipple and kissed down my beautiful ex, from her lips and chin, over her sweet throat and across her shoulder to her right nipple. I took it hungrily into my mouth while watching Kelly do the same.

Kelly detached herself from Linda’s nipple and kissed her way down Linda’s side to her trimmed pussy. I watched still suckling on Linda’s other nipple as Kelly spread Linda’s legs wide apart then settled herself comfortably between them. She looked up and smiled at Linda and I who were both watching with anticipation then she licked up the inside of Linda’s thigh. Linda moaned and laid her head back and Kelly retreated then licked inside Linda’s other thigh. This time Kelly ran her tongue over Linda’s juicy cunt lips and pushed her tongue inside Linda. Then she licked up Linda’s slit and began to feast on her throbbing clit. I watched enrapt as my wife ate her first pussy, sucking, nibbling, licking and nuzzling Linda’s hard nub and smearing Linda’s juices over her smooth soft lips, cheeks and chin. My attention was brought back to Linda by her whimpering and her moaning and her comment to Kelly, “Are you sure you’ve never done this before? Ooh!”

“She a fast learner,” I responded proudly as Kelly’s mouth was full. Linda whimpered again and I covered her mouth with mine and smoothed her thick hair as she tried not to writhe under Kelly’s ministrations. Linda pushed her tongue into my mouth and I sucked it and caressed it with my own before invading her mouth with my tongue while Kelly did something similar with Linda’s other lips. I put my other hand on the back of Kelly’s head, stroking her hair and feeling her face move between her friend’s legs while still stroking Linda’s hair and feeling her whimper occasionally into my mouth.

As Linda’s breathing increased, I moved my attention to her hard nipples and Kelly started lapping faster at our friend’s cunt. It wasn’t long before Linda cried out and Kelly pushed her tongue into Linda’s sweet pussy as Linda climaxed. Linda gets very sensitive when she comes and pushed Kelly’s face away from her clit. Kelly kissed her way back up to me with a huge grin across her cum covered lips. I grinned back and kissed her, tasting Linda’s cum, then Kelly turned to the exhausted Linda and kissed her, so Linda could also taste herself on Kelly’s lips.

“You’re good,” Linda panted and Kelly glowed at the praise. She went back to sucking on Linda’s breast and I noticed Kelly’s fingers slide down to her own cunt.

I clambered over Linda, feeling her soft skin against my cock as I did so, pushed Kelly back, removed her hand from between her legs and began to finger her cunt. Kelly moaned and Linda, somewhat recovered, rolled over and planted kisses over my wife. After enjoying the view a little, I lowered my head and began sucking on my wife’s clit. She spread her legs and moaned, and started playing with Linda’s tits hanging enticingly above her. As I worked up some more speed on my lovely wife, Linda dropped to Kelly’s tits and began sucking them harder and harder. Kelly moaned and groaned and whimpered and sighed as Linda and I attended her. Her breathing started coming in gasps and pants and I shoved my fingers roughly into her cunt. She gripped the back of Linda’s head and Linda bit Kelly’s nipple as the orgasm ripped through her. Sometimes I could get Kelly to orgasm again and kept hammering her cunt, but she was too turned on and pulled my fingers out of her.

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