Another Homecoming

by Lexi Archer

  It was a little difficult for him to get that out, of course. Because every time he got a word out he jumpe just a little. I got the feeling Amy’s hand was also making contact with his cock down under the water as she worked on my wife’s pussy.

  Which was another cock hardening reminder that my wife’s pussy was close enough to Stan’s cock right about now that Amy’s hand fingering my wife could also brush against Stan’s cock at the same time!

  “Oh come on Stan,” Amy said. “Aren’t you the one who’s always going on about how much you’d give to fuck Stacy? Well here’s your big chance and you’re going to throw it all away because you’re wondering what the fuck is going on here?”

  She continued moving her hand just under the water. She must’ve been doing something that was getting Stacy going, because my wife had her eyes closed and she was licking her lips as she moved up and down on Stan’s cock and Amy’s fingers.

  Though I was pretty sure all that talk from Amy meant that he hadn’t actually entered my wife yet. It was almost a pity that they were under the water where I wouldn’t be able to see that moment when it happened, but at the same time I guess as long as it was happening it’s not like it mattered all that much.

  “Yeah, but like this?” he said. “Her husband is right there!”

  “Oh my husband is more than okay with this,” Stacy said.

  Then she did something that made me groan all the more. She stood up just enough that I could see all the way to her belly button but not quite down to her pussy. Though I could see Amy’s hand still moving down between my wife’s legs.

  I would’ve loved to see her finger moving into my wife’s waiting pussy. Talk about a fucking hot moment! Only it didn’t seem like that was going to be happening yet.

  “So what do you say Stan?” she asked, still holding something down between her legs.

  18

  Crossing Lines

  I had a pretty fucking good idea what that something she was holding down between her legs was. I also had a pretty fucking good idea that I wanted her to sink down.

  Stan stared at me for a long moment. Like he was trying to decide whether or not the end result of all this crazy flirting was going to be me coming across the hot tub to beat the shit out of him or something.

  “She’s right,” I finally managed to croak out. “There’s nothing going on here but me liking the thought of my wife having a little bit of fun with some of her old friends.”

  Again he stared at me for a long moment. The kind of long moment that had me feeling just a touch uncomfortable. I mean how would I feel if I found myself in a situation where I was pretty much being used as a glorified sex toy for some other couple’s dirty games?

  I mean if it meant I got a chance to fuck a girl as hot as Stacy then maybe I wouldn’t have a problem with it, come to think of it. Not that I’d thought about fucking any woman other than Stacy since we got married, considering I already had filet at home every night so why bother going after the ground chuck who occasionally threw themselves at me?

  A tortured metaphor, to be sure, but you get the fucking point. And that’s that I figured there was a chance this guy might get good and pissed off about being included in our sex games like this.

  I guess t was a question of whether or not his desire to get with my wife was stronger than how pissed off he was no doubt going to be when he discovered that we were just using him in a sex game of sorts.

  Finally he cleared his throat. There seemed to be a hell of a lot of import in that throat clearing. Then he looked at Stacy and grabbed her around the waist.

  He wasn’t looking at her for long, though. No, he turned his attention back to me and held my gaze the entire time he pulled her down.

  Stacy, for her part, seemed more than happy to have him pulling her down on top of him. She closed her eyes and let out a gentle sigh that was like music to my ears as she was no doubt sinking down on his cock.

  His expression was something to behold too. He might be trying to act like a badass what with the way he was staring at me the entire time he was entering my wife, but there was also something else there. A look of disbelief mixed with pure lust that said he’d never thought something like this would happen.

  I’d never had a fantasy that I’d been hoping for my entire life happen like that, but then again I figured there was probably a good chance a look very similar to what he was showing me now had been on my face when I saw Arnie entering my wife for the first time.

  Fuck. I was pretty sure there was a look very similar to the one he was giving me that was plastered on my face now as I watched another man entering my wife for the second time. The second man other than me to fuck her since that magical day when we put rings on one another’s fingers and said we were going to forsake all others.

  That was turning into a hell of a joke, and I loved it!

  Finally with a grunt it seemed that Stacy was at the bottom. Or he was deep inside her. I wasn’t sure quite how to phrase it. Either way my wife looked at me, her eyes lidded, and licked her lips.

  “He’s inside me baby,” she whispered. “And he’s so fucking big.”

  I licked my lips right back at her. That was like music to my ears, for all that it was the kind of thing that probably should’ve pissed me off to the point of doing something stupid.

  “What does it feel like?” I asked.

  “I don’t know baby,” she said, making a little humming noise that she only did when she was turned on. “But I do know that if I knew this nerd dick would feel this good years ago then I might’ve given him more of a chance back when we were in school together!”

  Stan looked just a touch insulted at the way she’d phrased that. Then again he also looked like he wasn’t going to give much of a fuck what my wife said as long as he could still get his dick inside her pussy.

  I’d done some pretty crazy things over the years in service of getting my dick in a hot chick, so I could totally see where he’d do the same thing if it meant getting a fantasy he’d been holding onto for the past decade fulfilled!

  He certainly didn’t waste much more time in getting that fantasy fulfilled. No, he still had his hands around my wife’s waist, and it looked like he was going to use that small measure of control he had over the situation to get everything he wanted from her!

  So he pulled her up and then down again. Her eyes went wide, like she was surprised that he would be so forceful while he was fucking her, but there was also a little smile on her face that said she was enjoying the fuck out of him dominating her like that.

  Hell, there was something about seeing my perfect prom queen head cheerleader wife getting dominated by a guy who wouldn’t have had a snowball’s chance in hell of getting with her back when they were younger that had my cock twitching in anticipation as well! Talk about fucking hot!

  She bounced up and down on him a couple of times, little moans escaping her every time she bounced. Her eyes closed as she licked her lips and seemed to be really fucking enjoying this!

  I was transfixed. I couldn’t believe that this was happening after she’d spent so much time trying to convince me that nothing like this was going to happen. She groaned and moaned every time he bottomed out inside her.

  I tried to imagine it from his point of view as well. I got the feeling he’d had some fun with various ladies over the years, but this was the big one. This was the girl he’d been fantasizing about his whole life, and it was a fucking miracle he wasn’t blowing his load right then and there!

  I was so preoccupied by the transfixing sight of my wife getting it on with this dude like that that I almost didn’t realize when someone scooted up next to me. Only that someone wanted to be noticed, and she certainly got my fucking attention with the way she moved her hand down under the water and started stroking at my cock!

  “Are you liking what you’re seeing there stud?” she whispered.

  I jumped as that hand made contact with my dick. I glanced over and
sure enough there was Amy sitting next to me, and as soon as she realized that I knew she was there she was pressing up against me and letting me feel all the wonders that were that sexy body of hers.

  “What the fuck are you doing?” I hissed.

  19

  Reunion

  It felt a little odd to be worried about my wife getting pissed off about me getting with another woman. Especially considering what she was doing on the other side of the hot tub. Still, that worry was there.

  “Oh you don’t need to worry about that,” she said. “This isn’t the first time we’ve shared like this, though admittedly it is the first time we’ve shared someone who has a ring on their finger. Unless you count the time we sort of got Mr. Thompson a little drunk, which really pissed off his daughter.”

  I blinked at her a couple of times. Sure the words that were coming out of her mouth were English, but they weren’t making all that much sense for all that we were speaking the same fucking language.

  I glanced across the hot tub to my wife, wondering what she would think about all of this. After all, this was one of those situations where if she decided she didn’t want anything to do with what was happening here then she could put an end to it.

  I was starting to wonder if there’d be any way for me to put an end to what was going on with her and Stan, though. I was starting to wonder if there would be any putting this genie back in the bottle now that we’d let it out. I wasn’t even sure if it was something I wanted to put back in the bottle considering all the fun we were having with this!

  She stared right at me, and then her eyes darted to Amy. I figured if ever there was a moment when she would tell me that this wasn’t what she wanted, that me doing something with Amy was going to put an end to any of the fun we were having here tonight, then this would be that moment. I stared at her and willed her to tell me whether or not this was something that could happen.

  She merely smiled at me, and then nodded. It was a little difficult to tell what she was saying what with the way she was bouncing up and down on Stan’s cock fast enough that her tits were bouncing and water was splashing all around her, but I figured I knew my wife well enough to know when she was giving me the go ahead.

  If she didn’t want this to happen then she would’ve said more. She would’ve told me to stop. That this was wrong and she didn’t want anything to do with it.

  I wasn’t seeing the brakes getting pumped, though, so I figured that was a good sign.

  “So what do you say big boy?” Amy asked, pressing one of her tits against my arm. “You ready to do this?”

  I licked my lips again. Turned to look at her. She really was beautiful. She had a more petite body than my wife, as I’d already noted, but she was still so fucking sexy.

  Not to mention I was so in need of some kind of release. I needed to get my rocks off. I’d figured it was something that’d happen in my wife when this was all said and done, but now all I wanted was to blow a load inside this beauty sitting next to me.

  And who knew? Maybe Stan would learn that he was into sharing as well. Though for the moment he seemed so preoccupied with fucking Stacy, something I couldn’t really blame him for, that he didn’t seem to notice that his girl was on the verge of doing something very naughty with another man.

  She slung her legs over me. Then she turned around so that she was facing away from me. So that she would be facing Stacy while she was doing this.

  Which struck me as just a touch odd, but at the same time it’s not like I was going to knock it if we were going to have a good time!

  She reached down into the water. Her hand wrapped around my cock, and my eyes rolled into the back of my head at her touch. It was delicate, yet firm at the same time. It was perfection as her fingers wrapped around me and then she was guiding me to her entrance.

  I’d only ever done it in a pool once before, and it’d been a bit of an odd experience since the water didn’t do great things for a situation where you needed some lubrication, but it didn’t feel like Amy was having any trouble with that.

  No, the moment my cock touched her pussy lips I was sliding inside her. Either she had a lot more lubrication than the girl I’d been dating in college who wanted to sneak something in at a hotel pool, or she was just so turned on by everything we were doing that she was dripping wet.

  Either way you bet your ass I wasn’t going to complain as my cock pressed deep inside her. She let out a groan as my cock sank inside her, and before I could really think all that much about what she was doing it was all done. I was buried balls deep inside another woman in a hot tub sitting across from my wife who was churning her ass and bouncing up and down on another man’s cock.

  And oddly enough it was really adding something to the naughtiness of the whole situation that this was another man’s woman I was taking. Sure it was sort of a bankshot way of getting off on this fantasy of watching a married woman getting with another man, she wasn’t even married to Stan for one, but it was still pretty fucking hot feeling my cock pressing deep inside her.

  “Oh fuck,” I growled.

  That seemed to bring Stan back to the real world. He looked across the hot tub and blinked a few times when he realized what was going on. I tensed, waiting for the moment when he got so pissed off about what I was doing to his girl that he threw my wife off and came across the hot tub.

  Now it was my turn to lock eyes with him as I entered his girl. It was my turn to watch how another man reacted when he realized that someone was pressing deep inside his woman. I wondered if that was the look that’d been plastered on my face when I watched arnie pressing into my wife for the first time, and honestly I didn’t give a flying fuck.

  All I really cared about was that sweet wet pussy wrapped around my dick, and watching Stacy getting off on the guy who’d been lusting after her for most of their lives finally getting to fuck her.

  Then Stan grinned. Hit me with a thumbs up from across the hot tub. I guess that was his way of saying that he was cool with whatever was going on here as long as it meant he had a chance to fuck Stacy.

  And so I put my hands on Amy’s waist and concentrated on not coming too soon. This was one of those moments where I was already so close to the edge that I didn’t want to blow my load prematurely or anything like that.

  It was difficult though. I moved one hand up to cup one of Amy’s tits. It was a perfect little cone, and she moaned as I rolled one of her nipples between my fingers. I knew Stacy had always love it when I played with her nipples, and it seemed like her friend felt the same way.

  “Oh fuck,” she moaned. “He’s just as good as you said he’d be Stacy.”

  That was a surprise. She was talking like she and Stacy had talked about me or something. I knew women talked about that sort of thing, but it was still a surprise to hear her talking so openly about them talking about us.

  “And Stan’s just as good as you said,” Stacy moaned, still bouncing up and down on his cock like there was no tomorrow.

  “Okay, does someone want to tell me what the fuck is going on here?” Stan asked. “I get Stacy and her hubby here having some weird kink shit going on, but how the hell did you get in on this shit Amy?”

  It was a good question. A question I wouldn’t mind having answered. Especially since it seemed like my wife was in on some grand conspiracy with this Amy girl I’d only just met, but it seemed like they’d known each other for quite some time.

  “Stacy and I used to share a lot of things,” Amy said, no doubt facing Stan.

  “Oh yeah, everything,” Stacy said.

  Then they really surprised me by leaning forward across the hot tub. It was big as far as hot tubs went, but that didn’t mean it was so big that they couldn’t lean across that hot tub and reach each other.

  Though it wasn’t that they were reaching for each other so much as it seemed they were reaching out to get into one hell of a makeout session with each other!

  Not that I was complaining, mind yo
u. If they wanted to suck face then they could suck face all they fucking wanted! The sound of their tongues dueling with one another joined in with the sound of the water splashing all around us as Stacy moved up and down on Stan’s cock.

  20

  Small Town Benefits

  I got the feeling this wasn’t the first time my wife had done something like this with Amy. The way they were running their hands all over each other and providing support while they made out while also bouncing up and down on our cocks left me with the impression that they’d definitely done something like this before, and holy fuck was it fucking hot watching these two ladies going at it while they were bouncing on our cocks!

  It also sounded like making out with each other and feeling each other up was pushing them towards the edge of something pretty fucking intense. They were moaning and groaning and generally having a grand old time. I didn’t know Amy all that well, but I did know Stacy well enough to know when she was on the edge of something pretty fucking incredible!

  Her thrusting up and down grew more and more erratic. It was like she was building to something incredible, but it was tough to see exactly what was happening because her body was blocked by the view of Amy’s back that was the only thing I could really see.

  Still, even what I could see just of Amy’s back was pretty fucking compelling! My wife’s hands were moving up and down her body, and it was pretty fucking intense as I continued moving in and out of this petite beauty.

  She seemed like she was getting pretty close to the edge of something too. Her pussy was squeezing at me like she couldn’t get enough of this, and I was holding on for dear life as she rode me like I was a bucking bronco or something rather than a dude sitting back in a hot tub trying to hold on for dear life while my wife fucked another man.

  Then her moans turned to screams. I worried for a moment that maybe those screams would draw the wrong kind of attention, but of course there was no need for me to worry on that score. Not when Stacy pressed her lips against Amy’s and suddenly they were screaming into one another’s mouths as the power of the orgasmic wave washing over them proved to be too much for the ladies to take.