Stimulation

by Kamilla Murphy

  She nudged a little closer. “And you’re not looking at me?”

  “You caught me,” he said. Brad laughed but Elliot didn’t, still wondering what Amy was doing.

  Jen overcame her moment of jealousy as she had a thought—a brain image, really—of being the voyeur and watching Brad and Alexa going at it. The twinge of jealousy was still present but it was overcome by her own voyeuristic tendency as she then remembered her amazing arousal in the hot tub when she rode her husband while he was kissing and fondling Amy. She suddenly said, “I think I’m with you Alexa. I’m not ashamed of my body even if my tits don’t match yours or Amy’s.” She rose, undid her top and tossed it aside before lowering her bottoms and kicking them toward her discarded bra. She wasn’t surprised that her nipples were stiff and right out there.

  “Now that’s the spirit,” Alexa said as she shimmied out of her thong and let it float away in the pool. She cocked her head toward Jen as an invitation into the pool. Jen went in first and Alexa followed. Alexa made a show of cuddling up to Jen as they waded and then said, “Is this what you like to watch, Brad?” She pulled Jen closer and made lip contact. Jen found herself powerless to stop the kiss. When Alexa’s tongue insinuated itself between her parted lips she met it with her own. The sensation of the tightly muscled woman against her made something explode within.

  Even as they kissed Jen attempted to clear her mind of the intense arousal and look at Brad. His hand was in his shorts. No surprise there. Her surprise came when she glanced at Elliot and saw how he stared at her. Not Alexa—her!

  Alexa pulled her lips away, and looking at the guys said, “Why don’t you get out of those trunks and come join us?”

  Brad quickly complied but Elliot stayed put. Just then Damian and Amy arrived. Damian was naked and Amy only had her bikini bottoms on, twirling her top around on an upraised finger. Jen figured it was time to get out of the water since Brad’s attention was all on Alexa. She was intrigued by the sheer size of Damian’s manhood but she wasn’t obsessing on it as Amy seemed to be. Instead her interest was on the way Elliot was ogling her naked body as she stood before him. That’s when she remembered his fantasy and the fact that she was hairless and smooth, and along with her thinness and almost flat tits, fit his fantasy girl to a T.

  Along with a giggle and a jiggle Amy announced to the group that she’d been working out with Damian and made no bones about how she admired his physique—all of his physique. Damian dove into the pool and swam to join his wife and Brad. Amy didn’t follow him in right away like she wanted to, instead she was considering that Jen was naked and that she was staring at Elliot and Elliot was staring back.

  Jen heard Brad say “…taking a back seat” to someone or something but her mind was far from on Brad, and went from thinking of Elliot’s fantasy to her thinking about her own.

  When Jen sat next to Elliot Amy decided to go for it and pulled off her bikini bottoms before diving into the pool and swimming toward the trio already there. Each of the four had their own focus of attention. Without concern that Damian was right there, Brad put his arms around Alexa on one side and Amy on the other and pulled them to him. “This is like a man’s wet dream come true.” He laughed and wasn’t embarrassed in the least that he had an erection and even rock hard didn’t come close to matching Damian’s size.

  Alexa reached across Brad and cupped one of Amy’s ass cheeks. Her attention on Amy, she said, “Like back in the club I still can’t get my mind around that you’re not married to each other.” She saw Brad look at Amy’s nearest breast and added, “See what I mean, Damian. These two need to find a room! Have you ever fucked each other?”

  Brad answered, “No.”

  Amy said, “Almost.”

  Damian asked, “What is ‘almost’ fucking?”

  “In the hot tub,” Amy said dreamily. “I watched them do it but I wanted it to be me. Oh Brad, when you kissed me…”

  “See what I mean?” Alexa exclaimed.

  Damian waded to his wife and whispered in her ear, “Why don’t you take them to the gym and work out. This gal’s a hot ticket when she gets going.” If Amy had heard him she’d know what kind of workout he was suggesting.

  Alexa pulled Brad and Amy along and they left the pool, dried off and left the area. Brad still had his erection, Amy was still flushed with sexual excitement and Alexa’s nipples were still puckered and stiff. Damian lazily swam a few laps while studying Jen and Elliot’s body language. An interesting mix, these people he thought as he watched them. He thought the woman was great looking but she didn’t have enough meat on her bones to get him going. Though I bet she’s tight was his next thought.

  Jen and Elliot sat in silence and watched the people in the pool. Eventually Jen said, “I guess it’s a foregone conclusion that she fucked him. I mean, I’d love to give that cock of his a go just to see what it would be like, and muscle-bound men basically aren’t my type.”

  “Yeah, it looks like she did him. This day was a set-up from the start, wasn’t it?”

  “My darling husband was right. The Moores obviously invited us here to swing, but mostly to show off. It appears that’s what they do best; now Brad’s hooked along with Amy.”

  “What do we do now?”

  “We let it happen and pick up the pieces later. That’s what marriage is, right?” She saw Elliot squirm a bit before she realized he had an erection. She added, “I’m sorry if I’m teasing you based on what you said about your fantasies. But I have to tell you that you are mine.”

  “You’re kidding.”

  “No, I’m not. Amy knows how I felt about you ever since we met. Do you want to slink off to a bedroom and fulfill our fantasies right now?”

  “I don’t think I’m in the right mind for that, though you can see how I’m responding to you. You’re beautiful, you know, and I don’t understand how your husband can look at anyone else, like Alexa.”

  “Or Amy?” Jen asked.

  “He does have a thing for her too, doesn’t he?” Elliot was silent for moment before adding, “Like I said, I don’t understand. Unlike my wife you seem to be someone who really loves sex. I’d think Brad would be contented.”

  “I guess you don’t realize that your wife always complains you don’t give her enough.”

  He thought for several seconds. “It is true I’ve lost interest a little. Just between us, Amy isn’t much of a ‘giver’ when we’re in bed. It’s usually all about her and after a while things got a bit…boring.”

  Jen snuggled up to him, and Elliot only grew more aroused. She smiled and said, “Ah, now Dear Jen will delve into the intricacies of heterosexual sex. Are we talking positions, or kink? Who’s the one with the kinkier demands?”

  “I don’t think either of us has kinky demands per se. Positions, maybe. She just wants to lay there and have me do all the work. And she’s definitely not into oral, at least with me.”

  “Would you like oral now?” Jen asked, her eyes traveling from the bulge in his trunks up to his face. When her eyes met his, she smiled and he shuddered.

  Before Elliot could answer, Damian climbed from the pool and now stood next to Jen. “You’re not gay, are you?”

  “You’re not stupid, are you?” Elliot heatedly barked back at him.

  “Whoa, man!” Damian said while mockingly throwing his hands up in surrender and backing away a pace. “I simply don’t understand how you can ignore these two fine pieces of female flesh, especially that hot wife of yours.”

  Elliot laughed, and there certainly was no mirth in it. “Was she good? I mean, what did she do for you that your wife doesn’t?”

  Damian’s natural swagger waned since he wasn’t sure about Elliot’s state of mind. The man was angry and unpredictable, and after all he had just fucked the man’s wife. If there was trouble, they were in his house and he could kick them all out easily enough. However, his ego and exhibitionist tendencies had him wanting to play the whole thing out. Maybe he could do both of these
women if he played his cards right; this one, the other guy’s wife, was eyeing his cock with interest

  He answered Elliot, “She was very enthusiastic, and I bet she’s like that all the time regardless if I’m around.” He swung his prodigious cock around for emphasis.

  Elliot didn’t take the bait. “No, you don’t understand. Did she DO anything special? Suck on that monster of yours? Ride cowgirl? Maybe try to take that up the ass? That’s what I’m asking.”

  “She enjoyed what I have. That’s enough for me.”

  “So, she just laid there and let you fuck her?” When Damian didn’t answer, Elliot turned to Jen and said, “There you go.” He turned his attention back to the big man and added, “I like my women to fuck me back, otherwise it’s pretty boring sex.”

  Jen remained quiet throughout. She was concerned for Elliot much more than she was concerned for her own marriage, and that said something to her. She knew how innately sexual she was, and that had led to her own indiscretions over the years. Brad with all his fantasies had fooled around too. She knew it, and maybe that’s why she indulged Brad with sex acts that didn’t get her own juices flowing. However, sleeping with another woman wasn’t one of those. She got off nicely with another woman, as she did with Amy, who from all indications was far from bisexual.

  Damian drew her attention back by again waving his prodigious member practically in her face. “Take it easy, Damian,” Jen said. “It’s impressive but I think I’ll take a rain check.”

  “Suit yourself,” he answered before diving back into the pool and eventually climbing out the other side and walking off.

  Still snuggled up against Elliot, she whispered, “The oral offer still stands.”

  Chapter 6

  Alexa quickly tossed aside pretense as easily as she’d earlier tossed aside her bikini bottoms. As she reclined on a weight bench she asked Amy to come closer. With a beckoning motion Alexa drew Amy nearer until she whispered. “Sit on my face, Amy. I want your cunt.” Amy took a step backward and Alexa implored her with a “Come on honey. My man got to have you and now it’s my turn.”

  She hesitated and looked at Brad for some sign of approval, but then she saw his grin, remembered his fantasy and beheld his erection. He approved. She’d do it for him as much for herself and Alexa, she thought as she straddled Alexa’s face as asked, “Like this?”

  Alexa garbled “Oh yesss” as an answer since her tongue was already busy exploring Amy’s pussy. At first Amy was self-conscious about the act. Should she relax and sit or should she hold herself up a bit? Should she reciprocate in any way? As she pondered those questions and others she looked down and studied the woman’s breasts. They were closer to Jen’s size than her own, but unlike them hers were much firmer and didn’t flatten out even as she lay on her back. And her nipples were just as prominent as Jen’s amazing ones. She had to touch them. As she caressed and squeezed Alexa’s breasts the woman seemed to double her intensity in devouring Amy’s pussy, especially when she sucked on her clit like someone might suck a cock. Amy moaned as she felt the wave about to crash upon her shore. She automatically dropped down to lie upon Alexa, ending up exactly at her amazingly prominent—and erect—clitoris. Much to both Brad and Alexa’s delight she did the natural thing and sucked on the stiff nub of sensitive female flesh.

  Amy screamed out her climax first with Alexa cumming almost simultaneously, spritzing Amy’s mouth with a fine spray of warm female ejaculate.

  Brad was jerking off enthusiastically when Amy climbed off Alexa. Alexa saw him and said, “Don’t waste it like that. Come here.” When Brad approached she continued, “I’m not done exercising. What’s your favorite exercise? Mine’s a push-up.” She lifted her legs high, spreading them in a V shape, smiled and added, “Care to show me how you do push-ups?”

  Brad glanced over his shoulder wondering if it was a trap and either Jen or Damian would come in and catch him. Arousal won out and he muttered, “Oh yes!” before positioning himself between her legs. He asked, “A condom?” but Alexa just smiled some more and shook her head.

  Though he slid into her easily enough, Brad was still surprised at her tightness. In his mind he somehow naively imagined that being married to Damian would have stretched her vagina after a while. As he began to thrust he admired her toned body and firm tits and muttered, “Jesus, you’re so hot… I can’t believe this.”

  “Believe it,” she crooned before clamping her legs around him and vigorously bucking her hips in time with his thrusts.

  He soon bellowed, “You’re too much. I can’t hold on any longer. I’m gonna…”

  And he did.

  Alexa teased him, “What about me?” but Brad knew she’d cum right along with him.

  “Was he good?” Damian asked as he came up beside Amy and watched Brad try to pull out but Alexa held him in her with her locked legs.

  Amy said to Damian, “They were hot to watch so now I’m horny again,” as she grabbed his cock. “Can we?”

  “I don’t think the big guy will need much persuading.” Amy’s ‘persuasion’ was an attempt at fellatio although his size proved too much of an obstacle. Nonetheless Damian viewed her body type as ideal and his turn on became evident by his swelling cock. As he guided her to a mat and got her onto hands and knees he said, “I just love looking at your ass, especially with my dick buried in that hot vagina of yours.”

  Amy wasn’t sure if she’d ever really get used to his bulk assaulting her pussy, but once he was in and moving to her it was perfect. She muttered and moaned, “You’re my fantasy… come true… fill me… deep… deep… oh God…” He was indeed filling her, and he was certainly using his full, enormous length to penetrate her to depths no man had gone before today.

  When she cried out, Damian said, “You cumming already, woman?”

  Her answer was an earsplitting orgasmic wail that had their audience, an enraptured Alexa and Brad, in awe as they watched Damian pull out and coat Amy’s back and ass cheeks with several good cumshots.

  After her husband and Amy collapsed onto the mat, Alexa looked at Brad and saw that he was hard again. “You’re a watcher, aren’t you?”

  Brad roused himself from his voyeuristic reverie. “What… what do you mean?”

  “You know. You like to watch others fuck. That’s why you haven’t made a move on Amy. You’d rather watch her with someone else. Have you ever watched your wife with someone else?”

  “Yeah but with other women. That’s my turn on really. Seeing women have sex.”

  Alexa saw the way he glanced back at Amy. “So, you’ve watched your wife and Amy together?”

  Brad unconsciously had his hand on his stiff cock when he said, “Yes, Jen set it up after I admitted how aroused lesbian sex made me. Jen’s kinky like that.” That’s when he told Alexa about the little threesome that ended up in the hot tub.

  “Mmmm, that’s interesting how the four of you shared your fantasies even if you’re not swingers. As you no doubt have discovered, my husband and I swing every chance we get. We both have our own tastes in partners that at times are mismatched, so it’s fun to be with others. And before you ask, no it’s not about cock size. There are times I’d rather be fucked that poked, if you know what I mean,” Alexa said with a chuckle. “And he’s a tit man,” she continued. “He’s always wanted me to get implants and that’s the one thing I’ll never do.”

  “Yours are beautiful.”

  “Thank you, Brad. You can touch them any time. I love to have them caressed by a man who appreciates their firmness.” As Brad did as he was told she continued, “Your wife’s are pretty small, aren’t they? I bet you never asked her to get implants. Oh yeah, keep it going! It feels so good, and you’re making me wet! Oooooooh…”

  Brad took one hand away from a breast and moved it down to her vulva, which was even wetter than he’d imagined. Her clit was stiff and erect too. God, did he want her again!

  “I love your eyes,” she cooed. “Please kiss me.”
Even after fucking her right in front of her husband, the kiss made him nervous. It was so intimate, and to him signaled something more than casual swinging. Was that how she felt or was he reading too much into the kiss? Nonetheless the kiss was passionate and full of tongue action. He was leaking so much precum he felt it rather than saw it.

  When Alexa pushed Brad onto his back and straddled him, she had Damian’s and Amy’s undivided attention, though they had much different thoughts about what they were watching.

  Alexa fucked Brad in a feverish up and down rhythm. She raspingly said in a low voice only Brad could hear her, “Does Jen fuck you like this? I bet she does. I bet she’s sometimes too hot to handle.” All Brad could do was nod since his orgasm was quickly approaching. She lowered her upper body down to him and as her nipples grazed his chest she whispered, “Do you think they’re fucking back at the pool? I bet they are.” That’s when he came, during one of her downward thrusts, sending his seed deep into her wet and throbbing vagina as he pondered for the first time that his wife could also be fooling around at the same time he was.

  Amy and Damian applauded when they were finished. Alexa suggested they return to the pool, giving Brad a wink only he knew what it meant.

  When the four walked into the pool area they found Elliot and Jen in the pool. Jen whispered to her swimming companion, “Two wet dicks and a quartet of wet thighs. I guess there’s no denying what they’ve been doing.”

  Elliot said, “It doesn’t bother you?”