by Jason Lenov
As if I hadn’t let Sam make a cum slut out of my wife. They were just acting like it was no big deal.
That really helped me relax.
The door to the cottage opening behind me made me turn around. My heart jumped up into my throat.
Carina emerged, long legs placing bare feet out onto the rotting wood, her smile like a second sun in the sky.
Her hair was a little dishevelled but she’d put it up in a pony tail.
None of that was remarkable, though. What was remarkable, was that she wasn’t wearing a swimsuit. In fact, she wasn’t wearing anything.
She’d stepped through the door wrapping a towel around herself. I don’t know if she knew this or not, but I’d seen that she was completely naked, caught an eyeful of her heavy breasts and the fold of skin that led to her pussy before she’d covered up.
Just as I’d started feeling like myself again, my whole system got kicked into overdrive by Carina doing that.
She stepped closer and leaned in for a kiss. “Don’t I get a ‘good morning?’” she asked.
My breathing quickened as our lips touched. What the hell was she doing? Why hadn’t she put any clothes on? I immediately started to wonder if Derek had seen she was naked, too, or if it had just been me.
Before I could ask her what was going on, or say anything, she had bounced down the steps and was running towards the lake. She let the towel slip off a few feet before she hit the water.
James and Derek had both looked up. They both got the same eyeful I got. Of Carina’s beautiful, round ass bouncing into the water with a splash.
A moment later she put her arms up over her head and dove in the same way Sam had.
I nearly dropped my coffee mug. I suddenly felt frozen to the spot, unable to tear my eyes away from where Carina had disappeared into the water. Derek stepping into my field of vision broke my trance.
He was staring at the same spot I was. James, too. They glanced at each other, then looked back at me and smiled.
Maybe it was my imagination but they looked like wicked, menacing smiles.
James took his shirt off, then undid his shorts and pushed them off his legs. Derek did the same thing and moments later they were both walking down to the water with me staring at their naked asses.
It was hard to tell whether I was in a dream or a nightmare or if I’d really woken up.
Carina emerged from her dive, bobbing up and pulling the water off her face with both hands. She bounced up high enough for her naked breasts to float up to the surface for a moment before she ducked back down.
Her eyes popped open wide at the sight of James and Derek walking towards her, their cocks swinging out in the open. She tossed her head back, laughed, then dove back down beneath the surface, like a Siren drawing men down into the depths.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I couldn’t believe this was Carina and that these were my friends.
A little late night fun after some drinks was one thing but this? Skinny dipping in the middle of the morning? This was not what I’d expected to happen.
As Derek and James walked into the water after her, Sam stood up, having swam his laps. He looked confused for a moment but quickly caught onto what was going on.
“No shit, huh?” I heard him say, his voice carrying across the water and up the beach. He bent over, pulled his swimming shorts off and in a massive heave, threw them up onto shore.
Carina emerged again. She was farther away from them, off to the left where the water got a little murky with weed. She rubbed the water out of her eyes, giggled and dipped back down into the lake.
I finally managed to find the strength to move and put my coffee cup on the banister. Except now that I’d stirred, what the hell was I supposed to do? Something felt wrong about getting naked and joining them.
I know it was just harmless fun but it was harmless naughty fun. The kind of fun teenagers have, not the kind of fun married people have.
Which sort of made me laugh. I realized that I was just being butt-hurt and that if we were going to have a good time for the rest of the week I needed to snap out of it.
Even though my brain wasn’t really into it, I peeled my shirt and shorts off. I blushed as my cock bounced out, already hard but pushed my embarrassment away. I was either going to get into this and have fun, or I was going to sit around pouting for the rest of our vacation.
No way was I wasting these days I’d looked forward to so much.
So, after piling my clothes at the edge of the porch, I walked down to the water trying not to be embarrassed by how hard I was.
By the time I reached the water the guys had formed more or less of a circle. Carina swam up right in the center. She broke through the water and her hands came up to wipe away the water off her face.
She opened her eyes and realized she was surrounded by the three guys.
I stopped in mid-stride, frozen by the sight of the three of them staring at her, trying to make out what they could of her naked body under the water.
Each of their cocks had already started to rise. Sam’s was hardest and longest but I could see that both James and Derek were pretty well-endowed, too. I stood at the edge of the water not knowing what to do.
Derek shot me a glance. He had one eyebrow raised and seemed to be saying “you okay with this, bro?” but I couldn’t be sure.
I didn’t react and after a while he looked back at the other two, then at Carina again.
Suddenly the three of them, as if on cue, crouched and started paddling water at her with their hands. Carina, at the center of the deluge, shrieked, the slipped under the water again.
Sam dove in after her. James started running in the direction she’d disappeared. Derek, after looking at me one last time, shrugged and joined in the fun.
I don’t know if I’ve felt more awkward than I did standing up on the shore. I guess I could have jumped in and started chasing her, too. But that felt weird. After all, I had her already. She was mine. She was my wife. You don’t need to chase a thing you already have, right?
So I just stood there, my cock flapping in the gentle breeze as I watched Carina come up for air, then dive back down, the three of them closing in on her.
It went on like that for a while. She was strong swimmer but eventually Sam’s powerful strokes won out. When she emerged on the other side of the beach, he tore up through the water right behind her, wrapping his arms around her chest in a massive bear hug.
Carina screamed, but seemed delighted that she’d been caught. As she struggled in his arms, Sam let his hands drift down until his strong, muscular hands cupped her thick breasts.
Carina stopped fighting and her body seemed to melt beneath his touch as she leaned back against his chest.
Sam wasted no time in leaning forward and pressing his lips against her wet neck.
Derek and James swam up next to them a few seconds later but as they stood up, seemed just as confused as I was about what to do.
Carina and Sam were locked in a wet grope. Her eyes were closed and her head was tilted to one side as she gave him access to her soft throat.
Derek and James stood beside them staring, their cocks no doubt hardening beneath the rippling surface of the water.
When Sam pulled away from kissing her, he spun her around. His hands grazed down her curves and settled on her hips. Then he reached up and gave each nipple a tight twist.
“You suck dick in the morning as good as you do at night?” Sam’s question seemed to still the whole forest?
Carina glowered at the dare.
He was wearing a smirk. Not the kind of smile I was used to seeing on him. I wondered if he was like this with all women?
My body shook as I realized I was about to witness my wife taking him into her mouth again.
She drifted towards him slowly, her hands paddling at the water as she walked. As she stood up rivulets of lake water dripped off her, running down into the crevice of her ass. She was dripping wet and
I wondered what her pussy felt like?
Was it as hot as it had been last night when she’d taken me inside? Was she as turned on from the thought of blowing Sam?
She stopped and stood in front of him, defiant, seemingly daring him to make a move.
We’d talked about this, kind of. I knew we had. This is what she’d meant in the forest when she said she wanted to try and see what would happen.
I liked it in some perverted way. My cock was rock hard but it felt dangerous at the same time. This wasn’t some drunken game. We were all sober and that changed the whole dynamic of it. Everyone knew exactly what they were doing.
I wondered if Sam or James or Derek were thinking about how I was feeling about all this. For a moment the word Carina had come up with lingered on the tip of my tongue. But the thought of shouting it across the lake seemed absurd.
Was I really going to scream “nightingale” to make her stop?
Did I even want her to stop.
Suddenly Sam stepped towards her and scooped her up into his arms.
Carina, surprised by being swept out of the water let out a shriek followed by a staccato giggle that bounced down the lake and into the woods beyond.
Sam’s powerful biceps flexed as he carried her towards the shore where I was standing, his hard cock bouncing between his legs.
He came right up beside me, Carina playfully kicking her legs and laughing as she covered her breasts with her hands. She in no way seemed like she wanted him to stop.
He paused right next to me, flashing me a smile that seemed to say “you mind?”
You mind if I use your wife?
I was too stunned and enraptured by the sight of Carina’s naked body writhing in his arms to respond.
Sam smirked before carrying Carina further up the shore to where the sand turned to grass. He lowered her down gently on her back as I looked on.
It was so surreal. The sun was cresting up to its highest point. I was sober and the sight of Carina’s naked body beneath Sam cut like a thousand knives.
Derek and James walked past me, neither of them stopping to look at me or check if I was okay. They walked right up beside Sam and Carina and wrapped their fists around their cocks and started to stroke as they watched.
My own cock had started to ache as painfully as it had the night before. I wanted to touch myself but I felt like that would give everyone permission to carry on and I wasn’t sure if that’s really what I wanted happening.
My palms dampened as I watched Sam hovering above her.
His cock was so close to her soft center, the hard head dancing above the entrance ready to ply into her pussy with a single thrust.
The word bounced around inside my head and I opened my mouth to say it. I couldn’t really let them do this, could I? I couldn’t let Sam go into her, it was too much. Wasn’t it?
Just as I was about to step towards them and speak, he started to slide down her body. He slurped in a taste of each of her nipples before gliding further down. His broad shoulders spread her soft thighs and soon his mouth was where his cock had been, hovering above her drooling pussy, tongue sticking out.
“Mmm,” Sam purred as he reached under her and split her pussy lips with two fingers.
Her pink gash peeled open.
I gasped.
Sam lowered his mouth onto her cunt.
Carina moaned, a pained, needing sound that soared up into the canopy above.
Sam licked up, until he settled around her clit. His jaw started moving as he began to lick her nub.
Derek and James were staring at them, their eyes moving from her tits to Sam feeding between her legs. Their cocks were hard in their hands, James’ already spilling precum that dribbled out onto the ground.
The five of us in the woods naked sparked some primal part of my mind. Maybe this was how things used to be? Just like with animals, the fittest, largest alpha taking what was rightly his. No agreements, no arrangements, no wedding vows. Just brawn and muscle winning out.
As Carina writhed beneath him, Sam pressed a finger against her slit.
She shuddered as he pushed it inside, then cried out. But soon her legs wrapped around his thick neck as she pulled him close.
Sam started to plunder her with his finger while still eating her out with his mouth. The wet sounds of him slurping at her pussy bounced past me, slapping over the still waters of the lake.
Carina started moaning in short bursts of sound. She reached up and grabbed her breasts, her fingers trailing down to the tips until she held each nipple between her thumb and finger. As her hips came up off the ground, she twisted the twin points of pink flesh and let out a lascivious scream.
Juice spilled from her pussy, coating Sam’s chin and dripping onto the soft ground.
She moaned and twisted beneath him, wave after wave of orgasm ripping through her as he kept up the pace with his mouth. When her hips came back down onto the ground she tried to push his head away.
Sam slipped his fingers out of her pussy. They were coated in her clear, sticky fluid, but didn’t take his mouth away. As if to show her that he was in charge, he sucked her clit into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue a few more times.
Carina’s moans turned into whimpers and she shook for a while. Then, unable to take it anymore, she let out a breathless “please!” begging him to stop.
Sam pulled away with a wet smack.
Carina’s legs fell off him, her feet coming to rest on the ground.
I’d resisted touching myself up to that point but I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold out.
Sam was up on his knees between her legs, muscles bristling beneath his taught skin, his cock snapping to attention as his eyes roamed up and down her body.
Derek and James had worked themselves up pretty close to coming. They stopped and waited to see what Sam would do next.
I wrapped a hand around my cock wondering if this was going to be the moment I’d fantasized about. Was I going to see Sam push his way into her pussy? Would I be able to stop him? Or would I let him fuck her full of cum?
Their eyes met.
Carina looked desperate but a little bit scared.
Sam put his hands on the ground and lifted himself up. He spun around, grinning. “Who’s hungry?” he asked.
Derek and James’ shoulders slumped. They were both ready to blow, as was I, and I was pretty sure they wanted to see Sam fuck her as much as I did.
Sam, seeing the three of us with cocks in hand, laughed, spun around and walked slowly back to the cottage. He tilted his head and shook the water out of his ear before bounding up the steps and disappearing inside.
Carina, seemingly still stunned, didn’t move.
The three of us had an unobstructed view of her freshly finger-fucked pussy. Derek gave himself a few rough pumps before exploding out onto the sand. James came a few seconds later with a guttural grunt.
As they shook off their climax, they both wandered up towards the cottage leaving Carina lying on her back and me standing on the sand.
She looked down her body at me.
I was so hot and hard and ready to blow. I wanted to crawl over to her and stuff myself inside her pussy but I felt like I couldn’t move again.
Carina smiled. She closed her legs, rolled over onto her knees and stood up. As she started walking away she glanced over her shoulder at me.
Something clicked inside my head at her soft smile. Cum pulsed out of the head of my cock.
Carina giggled.
I flew over the top of my orgasm to the sight of her soft, round ass swaying up the steps of the house.
Chapter 12
You’d think things would be awkward after that. There was no cushion of night between what had happened and the four of us having to look each other in the eye again.
Well, it really wasn’t.
Sam got dressed and walked out of the cottage just as the three of us were putting our clothes on. He walked right over to the pit and started arrang
ing wood for a fire. Didn’t even blink or say anything about what had happened.
A while later Carina emerged from the house, rosy-cheeked and smiling. She bounced down the steps like a schoolgirl, came right up to me and wrapped her hands around my neck. Then she kissed me on the lips and stared deep into my eyes. “That was hot,” she whispered.
What a thing to hear. No remorse. No worry about how I might be feeling.
The fact was, I wasn’t really feeling that bad. The jealousy that had haunted me the night before seemed to have been pushed out of my mind replaced by the curiosity of just how far things could go. I still felt some angst about Sam’s dominance over her but my arousal and desire to see the two of them together outweighed it by far.
I kissed her back and stared into her eyes.
“What?” Carina asked.
“What do you mean ‘what?’”
“Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked, smiling.
I mirrored the smile after looking at her lips, then looking back into her eyes. “I… there’s a part of me that can’t believe you just did that,” I whispered.
The guys had come out with beers and were standing around watching Sam light the fire behind us.
“Really?” Carina whispered. “What about the other part of you?”
Before I could react, she reached down and grabbed the shaft of my cock through my shorts and smirked at feeling it hard. “That’s what I thought.”
An electric pulse ripped through me. It didn’t matter how much I was trying to balance this situation in my mind, weigh the risks and positives and try to find a path for myself that wouldn’t end up tearing our marriage apart. My body had decided what it wanted, what it liked and there was no fighting that.
For better or for worse, Carina seemed to trust my body more than she trusted my head.
After pressing her lips against mine in another kiss she bounced off towards the fireplace and started chatting with the guys.
I sighed, turned, then walked up into the cabin. I grabbed a couple of cold ones out of the fridge for me and Carina but stopped before I went back out.
