by Mia Moore
Behind them, Sylvia was stripping Matt’s shirt off and then kneeling to unzip his pants. She proceeded to pull his cock out and lick the length of it. At the same time, her hand stroked Josh who was standing next to Matt. She had her hands and mouth full with the two of them, working both of their thick cocks.
Carrie eased back from Byron and turning towards Elena, she crawled over and straddled her body. She leaned forward to kiss her, her tongue darting and exploring. Her tongue was a weapon inside Elena’s mouth; a firm spear, then soft pillow, prodding her to even higher arousal.
When Carrie’s hand teased between her pussy lips, Elena cried out. “Yeah...oh yeah!”
“Hang on sweetie.” Carrie continued to tease her hot nub softly.
Byron shifted so that he lay next to the women. Carrie knelt back onto her haunches pulled Elena to a sitting position, then guiding her to straddle Byron. His bloated cock looked massive, like the trunk of a tree, sticking straight up above a firm abdomen. His hands rolled over her hips as she climbed on top, guiding her to straddle him, facing Carrie. Oh God, her fingers closed over the knob of his cock, slippery from Carrie’s mouth and the dollop of pre-cum that oozed from the tip. She pulled it to her opening, and slowly lowered her ass, taking it in a bit at a time. Fuck! He felt huge, the way it was going in—stretching and filling every bit of her.
It pushed hard on her cervix, the small pain adding to the pleasure of being fucked by him. Carrie leaned in and kissed her softly, pushing gently on her shoulders until they parted and Elena was laying back on top of Byron. The angle of his cock inside her, pulled on her flesh.
“Oh fuck, yeah...” Carrie’s tongue lapped the underside of her clit. It was as if everything in the room dimmed, the only thing that she was conscious of was her cunt, the hot slickness of Carrie’s tongue licking and sucking her clit for all she was worth as Byron’s meat stuffed it.
There was a sharp jab of pain in her nipples from Byron’s fingers pulling and pinching; but that only made it hotter.
And then Carrie’s mouth was gone. Elena’s eyes flew open and she saw Carrie standing above her smiling. She stepped over Elena’s head and bending her knees, slowly lowered her crotch down to her mouth. Elena watched Carrie’s pussy was get closer, the lips slick and smooth with her arousal. The tiny dark nub of her clit peeked out from the folds of purple skin. Elena strained upward, her tongue extended to pay homage to the other woman’s cunt.
Her scent was a mix of soap and musk, the taste sweet on her tongue when she licked the firmness of her clit. Elena had only done this once before but she’d gotten a taste for pussy. Bringing up a hand, she squeezed her fingers together and thrust them deep into Carrie’s cunt, rewarded by a fresh gush of hot wetness.
Byron was not immune to what the women were doing. He rocked back and forth, curling his hips in an arch to shove his cock deeper into Elena, sending new waves of pleasure deep inside her.
Movement beside them caused her to pause. She pulled back for a moment and looked over to where Sylvia was her hands and knees, her mouth filled with Josh’s cock while Matt pounded hard into her cunt. Her gaze met those of her husband’s and Elena smiled. He was loving every minute of this, from fucking Sylvia to watching Elena with Carrie and Byron. Even seeing Josh get head, had to be nice for him.
And it was the same with Elena. Knowing he was getting off, just made her own sensations hotter, if that was even possible. She turned back to Carrie, her tongue flicking quickly over the woman’s clit. The sensation in her cunt was building, the orgasm close. Part of her wanted to hold off, to do this forever; rolling in the thickening clouds of bliss.
Under her, Byron’s breath was a fast pant, his hands pulling at her tits, cock pounding hard into her like a piston. He took one hand from her nipple and lowered it to her clit and began to massage it.
Oh God. As the first shock of her climax burst through her, she clamped her mouth down on Carrie’s mons, eliciting a cry of pleasure from the woman above her as she rocked her mouth into her pelvis.
When the second shock took her, Elena gasped and pulled her head back, unable to minister to Carrie’s clit as her body began to tremble from the exquisite edge of pleasure coursing through her. It was a total body shudder; he limbs stiffened like tree branches as the waves of pleasure cascaded through her.
When they passed over her, she relaxed down on top of Byron. He wrapped her in his arms and rocked her softly, murmuring into her ear as his thrusts eased off.
Squatting down beside them, Carrie said, “Can we switch places now? I need a big cock inside me to be able to come.” She smiled devilishly at Elena.
Still a little wobbly from the force of her orgasm, Elena rolled off of Bryron, feeling his still thick cock slide out of her. “My pleasure!” she said brightly.
Carrie wasted no time in climbing onto Byron. She was so tiny, her body looked almost too small to take the thick length of his shaft inside. Elena watched Carrie’s eyes close and her shudder of ecstasy as she slowly impaled herself on Byron’s shaft. And just like how she’d laid back on Byron’s chest, Carrie did the same. Her eyes opened and she licked her lower lip, signalling what she wanted from Elena.
Elena knelt between Carrie’s legs, and leaned forward. Carrie’s pussy lips were stretched tight, her small clit peeking out. Her fingers, toyed with the tight ridges of Byron’s balls, as she began to lick and gently suck on Carrie’s nub. From the sounds of her breathing, the small whimpers, she was close to coming. She had to bob her head about to stay on top of Carrie’s pussy; the woman was writhing in pleasure as she approached orgasm. Both of them, Byron and Carrie were getting closer and closer to the edge and she wanted to be the one to shove them over.
At Carrie’s sudden cry and the low guttural grunts from Byron, it was happening. Elena grasped at Carrie’s hips and licked and flicked her tongue riding pussy like a bronco buster breakin’ eight. Carrie’s hips thrust up into her mouth and back down onto Byron’s shaft as he filled her pussy with his thick load. She bucked and heaved and Elena stayed with her, urging her to higher realms of pleasure. Again and again, they quaked in orgasm, Elena’s nostrils filling with the aroma of their mingling juices. After one final gasping cry, Carrie’s hands cupped her head, pushing her away.
Elena rose and turned to Matt. He had just completed his own orgasm. His eyes were half closed and his lips were loose, hunched behind Sylvia, straining to catch his breath. She knee walked over to him and kissed him. They’d both had a wild ride tonight; life was good.
Chapter 11
Kissing her, Matt could taste and smell Carrie on his wife’s mouth. He had just drained his nuts into Sylvia’s pussy, and yet he could feel a slight throb in his cock already. It was only a light kiss Elena planted on him; but when she pulled away, he clutched at her, holding her close.
Smiling at him, she said, “Hey big boy… you liked that, huh?” She caressed the side of his face.
Glancing around, Matt watched each of the other couples, touching base with each other too. Josh and Carrie were cuddling, and Sylvia and Byron were at the bar, holding hands as they poured out another round of wine.
He gazed into her eyes. “Are you kidding? I’m fucking Sylvia doggie style watching you go totally gonzo next to me? What’s not to love?” He gave his head a small shake. “This is…”
Elena’s mouth gave a small smirk. “This is kinda hard to put into words, huh?”
He nodded. “Yeah. I mean… it doesn’t make a lot of sense, but honey, I felt so… so damn proud of you!” He kept his voice low, barely above a whisper.
“Proud of me?” Her eyebrows knitted in curiosity.
He chuckled. “The look on your face is exactly how I feel.” He stuck his hand out, palm up. “It’s weird, but there it is.”
“But what do you mean?”
“I’m not sure, exactly. I think part of it is that you’re so hot physically, you turn on Carrie, and Byron… but when you looked over at me as I was doing Sylvia a
nd gave me that look of approval… that you were totally okay with it…” His voice drifted off and he chewed his lower lip for a second, looking aside. Then his eyes snapped back to Elena. “I got it!” he snapped his fingers.
“Go ahead! I’m on pins and needles!”
He held his wife… his beautiful, sexy wife who would one day become old and grey… by the shoulders. His heart was full to bursting as he said, feeling a tiny catch in his voice. “As we watched other people fuck us… we were totally cool with it. I was thrilled that you were getting off on it… and you were thrilled that I was getting off. You were happy for me, and I was happy for you.” His eyebrows arched. “We love each other… we’re that secure in each other… we love each other that much!”
She was nodding as he prattled on, watching him. When he stopped yammering, she smiled at him. “Yeah… we do, don’t we?” She put her arms around his neck and pulled him to her with a firm hug that lasted forever.
“I love you,” they both said in unison.
Next to them, Carrie let out a loud gust of air and she chuckled. “Wow.” She sat up and rolled off Byron, squatting between Sylvia and Josh. “It never ceases to amaze me how good this is. And now, meeting Elena and Matt, it just keeps getting better.”
Matt watched the other two couples and smiled. From the dewy eyes and soft looks on everyone’s faces, the golden afterglow of good sex shone through. Normally it was something that he and Elena experienced together, that mellow, loving spent comfort. It was cool to see it on the other couples, the six of them floating on the same cloud.
But what really was amazing was the closeness he felt to the others. Lounging there naked after the shared intimacy was so natural and real. It didn’t matter what job anyone did, what kind of car they drove, they were equal with no hidden agendas, each of them deeply committed as a couple and enjoying sexual fun together.
Byron rose to his feet and smiled down looking around at the group. “Anyone up for the hot tub? We could have a glass of wine, sit under the stars and tell each other how wonderful we are.”
Matt grinned watching Byron. He had to be pushing fifty yet he had the body of a much younger man. And from what he knew about him, he worked from home, handling investment portfolios, not exactly physically challenging. “Sounds good to me. You must work out at the gym Byron, do you?”
Byron laughed and he took a step closer to Matt, so that his junk was at eye level. Matt eased back and looked over at Elena. After the dream he’d had that night, he wasn’t sure he wanted to be that close to the other man. The scene in the sauna flashed in his mind and he felt his neck grow warm. Why’d he have to ask Byron about the gym?
“Actually I do. Maybe sometime you’ll come with us for a game of squash or racket ball. Josh is a member there too. It wouldn’t be hard to set up a foursome.” Byron turned and walked over to the side of the room where there was a small door and a closet.
Matt gulped watching him reach inside and grab a heaping stack of towels. A foursome at the gym? Not going to happen. “Sure. Maybe sometime I will.” He glanced over at Josh. It was hard to read his expression. He smiled yet there was a questioning look in his eyes.
Sylvia stood up and extended her hands to each of the other women, tugging them to their feet. Now this was more like it. Carrie was spritely, her boobs and ass perky as she got to her feet. Seeing her and Elena playing had been hot as hell. Sylvia turned her head and winked at him. She knew exactly what he was thinking checking them out.
“I think I’d rather work out here, like this.” She winked as she passed by him, and her fingers drifted through his hair.
Josh stood up and stepped towards him, smiling while Matt got to his feet. “She’s something else isn’t she?” He nodded towards Sylvia. “And Byron is no slouch himself. He’s given me the best blowjob, I’ve ever had, but don’t tell Carrie.”
Matt gulped and his gut tightened. Well there it was. Out in the open–his fear that the bi-sexuality wasn’t limited to the women. “Ah...Josh? I’m not really into male bi-action.” He looked over at Josh to gauge his reaction.
There it was again, the enigmatic smile that was so hard to decipher.
“No problem, Matt. Neither was I… well, at first. Don’t worry; there are other guys who come to these parties who aren’t into it either. You’re not alone. And you know– no one would ever force the issue.” Josh hung back, walking slowly beside him to the other side of the room.
Matt’s stomach lightened and he chuckled. “So I don’t have to suck your cock?” He grinned looking over at Josh and added. “Just kidding. I kind of thought it’d be that way. But it’s good to get that out in the open.”
“Yeah. Sure.” Josh’s eyebrows rose and he shook his head. “I understand. I never thought I’d ever do anything bi; but as they say, never say never.”
Matt decided to let it drop. He continued walking over to Elena and took the towel she held out. Sylvia, Carrie and Byron were almost at the top of the staircase. He tucked the towel around his waist and followed her up.
The hot tub was just outside the patio doors leading off the kitchen. Sylvia and Carrie became a steamy blur as they stepped down into the bubbling water. It was a perfect night for it, the sky clear, speckled with stars while the crescent of the moon shone down on the snowy landscape. The cold air had Elena and Matt scurrying to join the others in the tub.
Sylvia pointed to the spot between her and Carrie.”Here. Matt, take this seat. It’s the lowest one. Josh usually gets it but since this is your first time here, you should give it a try.”
He didn’t have to be asked twice on that. His legs brushed hers as he stepped by and slid lower into the water. It was heavenly after the crisp, winter air. “Oh man.” He looked across at Elena who was laying back next to Byron and Josh. “We have got to get one of these.”
“You’re welcome to come over anytime and use ours. It’s funny but we never seem to use it unless we have company.” Sylvia turned and flashed a warm smile at him while her hand floated in the water over to his thigh. The tops of her breasts floated on the surface amid the roiling bubbles. If she kept this up, he’d be ready again, even though he’d just had a mind blowing orgasm.
Josh chuckled. “Any excuse to get naked with you guys, works for me too.” His head turned and there was surprise, followed by a sly smile watching Byron. His voice was soft. “Mmm, yeah that’s nice.” His head fell back against the lip of the tub and his eyes closed.
The breath caught in Matt’s throat as he watched Byron and Josh. From the way Byron’s arm moved, the muscle flexing, glistening from the submersed golden glow of the tub’s lights, it was apparent that Byron was manhandling Josh’s cock. He glanced at Elena. She had caught the action too, a smiling, bemused look in her eyes.
Matt stood up, glancing at Sylvia and Carrie. “Sorry. I should have visited the little boys’ room before we came out.” Even to his own ears the words sounded hollow. He stepped quickly out of the tub, grabbed his towel, and in a flash he crossed the patio to enter the house.
His heart was pounding and he gasped for breath. Why did that have to happen right then? Everything had been perfect up until that moment when Byron started that. And he’d told Josh that he wasn’t into any bi stuff. Josh probably thought he was disgusted, stomping off into the house to avoid watching it.
He sighed and crossed the kitchen floor to enter the darkness of the living room. It was true that he’d left rather abruptly but if he was honest with himself, it hadn’t been shock or disgust that propelled him out of the tub. It was something else. Something deeper within him—fear. What if he got aroused? He couldn’t let that happen and wasn’t taking any chances.
His hand rose and he parted the curtain, leaning forward to peer outside at the scene in the hot tub. Was it over? He gulped watching Josh standing in the tub, Byron’s head covering his groin. His mouth fell open and he stood riveted to the spot, unable to turn away, even though that small voice inside his head scream
ed at him to do so.
There was no denying the pulse of lust that flitted to his dick, getting him hard again. Byron’s head and hands moved rhythmically on Josh’s cock. Even though the scene was from behind, he could see that. And Josh...He smiled looking down and his hand drifted over the older man’s head.
Matt spun on his heel and went into the kitchen. He turned the tap on and rummaged in the cabinet for a glass. He needed to collect himself. He gulped water and his cool hand skimmed over his abdomen to his groin. The chill on his fingers along with the cold water pouring down his throat helped. Still, he stood for a couple minutes longer, focusing his thoughts on the dark granite counter, the gleaming sink...anything else but what was happening outside.
He took a deep breath and set the glass down. Squaring his shoulders, he stepped away from the sink and crossed the room to join the others. It was probably over now. Nothing to worry or think about.
Chapter 12
“We saved your spot.” Sylvia beckoned to him and grinned.
Matt smiled crossing the patio and stepped into the hot water. He took his place next to her and glanced over at Carrie.
Her body floated up and out, hands gripping the sides of the tub. Her toes grazed against her husband’s shoulders, while the smooth skin of her thighs and breasts broke the bubbling surface. The languid eroticism of her movements was mesmerizing. Matt’s breath was soft between parted lips watching her. He glanced across at Elena, finding her as entranced as he was.
“Carrie’s a water baby. She loves it.” Josh kissed her ankles and moved closer, his fingers sliding up her thigh and coming to rest on her pussy.
Matt’s cock responded immediately and a slow smile formed on his lips. Now this was more like it. Watching the two of them...Josh fingering his wife, her slow gasp of aroused response, only inches from where he sat was electric. The same thing had happened the first night with Sylvia and Byron and now it was happening again.
