Domestic Bliss: A Tale of Two Couples

by Kirsten McCurran

  Alexandra hesitated but a moment. She had no problem with the request, it was all about teasing, but it was something she had never done before. It was so cliché for girls to kiss back when she was in college—especially to tease guys—and Alexandra was not a cliché. But now, drunk and horny, it seemed like a great idea. She did not wait for Maggie to stop massaging Gary, but took Maggie’s face in both hands and planted her lips right onto her friend’s.

  Maggie floundered at first. She didn’t have any time to prepare. But Alexandra was surprisingly soft. It was a light touch of the lips at first, just enough to get her attention, and then the real kiss came on, firm and hungry. It didn’t feel like Alexandra was just kissing her for the guys and Maggie naturally kissed her back. The blonde was such a good kisser—she wanted to. Maggie stopped massaging Gary and put her hands on Alexandra’s sides. She made the first playful flick of the tongue, and Alexandra responded. Maggie felt her heart thumping in her chest and her flesh tingling all over. Alexandra’s kiss turned her on as much as any other kiss had—more than a lot of clueless boys. They only stopped because Alexandra pulled back. Maggie wanted more.

  Alexandra was breathless and a little confused. Maggie really, really kissed her. That was no playful tease. Maggie wanted her in that moment, and it was contagious. Alexandra only stopped because if she hadn’t, she might never have. She stepped back to gather herself, and as she did she saw both husbands staring at them slack jawed. She laughed.

  “You’ve never seen anyone kiss before?” Alexandra asked.

  Maggie giggled. “Yeah. We kiss every time we see each other.”

  “I wish it was like that,” Adam said.

  “Get me drunk more often.” Maggie winked at him.

  Gary was still speechless.

  Maggie had to pass and Adam pushed it with a question for his wife. “Who’s the best kisser at this table?”

  She played coy. “Between you and Alexandra? I don’t know that you’d like my answer right now.”

  “Hey, what about me?” Gary asked, snapping out of it. He was getting a little tired of feeling left out and didn’t think.

  “How would I know?” Maggie answered awkwardly.

  “Yeah, how would you know?” Alexandra echoed, arching an eyebrow.

  “Well, if she’s going to answer, she’s going to have to find out,” Adam said. He fixed Alexandra with a look, daring her to stop him.

  “What?” Gary said.

  “I want you to make out with my wife, man. We need an answer,” Adam insisted.

  Gary was dumbfounded by Adam’s directness, but Maggie didn’t need to be told again. She dropped herself in Gary’s lap and started making out with him. He was stiff at first, and tried to push her away, but his lust for her was too strong. His will weakened and he dashed his tongue at hers, demanding access to her mouth. He clutched her body to his and moaned into her mouth when she wiggled on his lap, teasing his prick. After a moment, he nearly forgot their spouses were watching.

  Adam was watching, raptly. If he thought watching massages had his blood pumping, then he was not ready to watch his wife make out with another man. He was painfully hard and utterly confused. Maggie looked so into it, like a little slut who was dying to cheat, and that only made it hotter. Did he know her at all? It turned him on at a visceral level, but he didn’t understand it at all.

  Alexandra could tell by the look on his face that Adam was experiencing this on another level. She knew what he looked like when he was turned on, and he looked out of his mind. It was almost as interesting to watch his reaction as it was to watch the necking couple. She was turned on by the voyeuristic thrill of watching two people going at it. It didn’t bother her that one of them was her husband, but it did not add a lot either. She was just turned on by the erotic charge of the whole night.

  Maggie didn’t pry herself away from Gary until she was literally out of breath. Her drunk brain was buzzing and her body tingled with excitement. The moisture between her thighs told her how badly she needed to come. She so wished she and Gary were alone. If she was lucky, that’s where all this was leading.

  “So?” Alexandra asked, when Adam seemed incapable of speaking. “Who’s the best kisser at the table?”

  On shaky legs, Maggie returned to her seat and wiped her mouth on the back of her hand, smearing what little lipstick she had left. “It’s hard to say. You’re all really, really good,” she giggled. “Maybe I need another example.”

  “I know who’s kiss it looks like you enjoyed the most,” Alexandra pointedly said.

  “Uh, what’s next,” Gary said, conspicuously adjusting his shorts. He could not believe they’d just done that. He looked to his wife to see how she felt about it, but cool as ever, she gave away nothing.

  “It’s your turn, dear.” Alexandra sounded sickly sweet.

  Gary laid cards on the table with trembling hands. Alexandra was acting like nothing happened, and Adam seemed perfectly fine—no, not just fine, he’d encouraged what happened. For the first time, he thought there was a very real chance they would swap spouses—completely. He couldn’t believe the Adam he knew was okay with that, unless to him the chance to finally fuck Alexandra was worth giving Maggie to Gary. And god, did he want Maggie. He wanted her so badly he was just about ready to do it right there on the patio. And would he really be okay with Alexandra screwing Adam? He honestly just did not know. He knew it was a fair trade, but would they all be able to look at each other afterward?

  Adam passed, but Gary could not command him. Alexandra passed as well, and Adam made the magnanimous announcement, “As your humble King, I grant Gary the ability to give Alexandra a command. I suspect that doesn’t happen much at home.”

  “Haha,” Alexandra said.

  This was it, Gary realized. He could push things if he chose to. He could see how far Alexandra was willing to take this, and search out his feelings at the same time. Gary drained his drink and commanded, “Honey, give our King a couch dance. The kind they give in the back room.”

  Alexandra looked at her husband with raised eyebrows. Her only thought, He wants us all to fuck. She did not know if that was a good idea. Maybe after they all talked and cleared the air, but she thought they should draw some kind of line tonight. Everyone else seemed out of their minds, so she realized she might need to be the one to draw it. She thought of how she’d only just resisted fucking Adam in the car the night before. She was confident she could go right to that line again and stop.

  Taking her phone in one hand, and Adam’s hand in the other, she led him to one of the chaise lounges, which was half-reclined. She dialed up a good R&B slow jam on her phone and set it aside. There was no question she knew what to do. It had long been a sticking point in her marriage that she’d been to strip clubs with clients from time to time. She tried to explain to Gary that she had to do it to keep the playing field level with the guys, but he’d never liked it. And here he was encouraging her to show off what she’d observed.

  Alexandra began by swaying and rocking next to the lounge, while Adam looked up at her. He wanted it so badly he nearly licked his lips. She smiled down at him and roughed her long, blonde hair, pulling out her ponytail. Her back was to their spouses, so they got the benefit of her shaking her tight ass before she turned around to show off to Adam. She bent forward, nearly in half, and that little denim skirt rode all the way up. Adam gave her ass a hard swat and she spun around, shouting, “Hey!”

  “I couldn’t resist,” he chuckled.

  She turned her back again and shed her tank top, tossing it away. She stared at Gary, who looked like he didn’t know how to react. She kept swaying to the music and cradled her breasts in her arms before turning back. Adam reached for her, but she stepped back and made a show of swinging a long leg over the lounge to straddle it. Her legs kept widening as she stepped higher over the lounge. Her pussy was almost in Adam’s face and she reached forward to pull the lounge higher, so he was sitting up. That made it easy to sli
de down his body and straddle him, pushing her bare tits into his face. He grabbed her sides and held her in place. She felt him trying to use his mouth, so she pressed harder and smothered him. It was not time for that yet.

  Gary couldn’t deny it was hot seeing his wife move like that. Alexandra had a natural talent for moving sensually to music, and with her long, lean body she looked like a serpent charming Adam. He could only imagine how hot it was to be on the receiving end of her moves. A little jealousy burned at the edges as he watched, but he tried focusing on his wife, rather than who she was dancing for.

  Maggie scooted closer and took Gary’s hand. “Are you jealous?”

  “Aren’t you?”

  “I think it’s kinda hot.” She giggled. “I know Adam must be this close to losing it.”

  “I get that.”

  “Maybe I can do that for you some time,” she said, leaning over to nibble on his ear. Neither of their spouses was paying any attention.

  “That would be hot, babe.”

  “I love to drive you crazy.” Maggie nibbled at the side of his neck.

  “Damn, you’d better stop that,” he warned.

  “Why?” She also began caressing his bare chest.

  “Because you’re going to make me lose it.”

  “Fun.”

  “Two can play at this game,” he warned.

  Maggie uttered a little cry when Gary pulled her into his lap. She moved her ass against his hard-on, and he turned her just enough so that if their spouses looked over it would be unclear that his hand was up her dress. She spread her thighs and he found soaked panties.

  “You are a horny little minx, aren’t you?”

  “So do something about it,” she cooed.

  Alexandra leaned over Adam with her hands braced on either side of him, with her tits hanging in his face. She was grinding on him hard and wondered how much more he could take without coming. Her hair hung down, veiling their faces, and she risked a kiss. Adam cared less about appearances. He grabbed her breasts and lightly pinched her nipples. She whimpered.

  “Careful, they’re right over there,” she warned.

  “Oh, you don’t think I have license to do what I want now? Gary was all over my wife.”

  “And it looked like you loved every second of it.”

  A cloud crossed his face. “I don’t know what to say. It was hot.”

  “I don’t mind, as long as I get enough of your attention.”

  “You have my attention, Lexi, don’t worry about that.”

  Adam leaned forward and caught her nipple between his lips. She sagged forward, pressing herself to him. The pleasure radiated through her body, straight to where her pussy throbbed. She hissed his name in warning, but he didn’t stop and his torture of her tits made her control slip. It was difficult to be so horny for so long—she hated it. Adam promised sweet release and it was hard to give that up. As she grinded on him, she felt his cock surging against her, like it was trying to rip free. It was just his shorts restraining him. Her bikini panties felt like so little protection.

  “Adam,” she hissed again.

  He pulled away, but only briefly. “Lexi, I don’t think they give a fuck what we’re doing.”

  Alexandra flicked her hair back and looked over. The pretense of the game was gone. Maggie was in Gary’s lap and they were kissing intensely. She could see his hand was under her dress and by the way Maggie moved her hips it was obvious what Gary was doing. It was strangely sexy to see her husband like that—possessing another woman. It made him instantly sexier to her and she almost wanted to go over and take him back—or maybe join in.

  Adam snapped her attention back by grabbing Alexandra and forcefully kissing her. He caught her breathless, pressing his tongue into her mouth. His brain was a whirl. He wished he could split himself in two. Every time he looked over to his wife with Gary his skin sizzled, like his entire body was aflame, but he also desperately wanted Alexandra, and he couldn’t fully pay attention to both at once. But the choice was obvious. The blonde on top of him deserved his attention.

  Alexandra gasped when Adam forced his hand between them and touched her mound. Her bikini bottom was soaked through. She wondered if he thought she was always that way now. He rubbed her and her body reacted. She pushed against his hand without thought. Did it matter anymore that they were doing this in front of their spouses? Or did that make it hotter. All she knew was that when Adam pushed her bikini aside and sank two fingers into her, she wanted to scream. He curled them up and found her g-spot and she dug her nails into his shoulder while moaning into their kiss. God, he was going to make her climax so easily.

  On the other side of the patio, Gary heard warning bells in his head when Maggie slipped to her knees. She looked up at him with a devilish smile and tugged at his shorts. “What are you doing?” he asked in hushed tones.

  Maggie giggled. “I thought you were a little more experienced than that.”

  “I mean, I know what you’re doing, but you shouldn’t be doing it.”

  “Do you really think they care?”

  Gary glanced over and saw his wife was clearly riding Adam’s hand. Her body rose and fell above his and her head hung down. He thought they were kissing until he heard Alexandra’s moans over the music piping out of her phone. Maggie was right. They could probably do anything they wanted to, but he just couldn’t quite shake the feeling that all of this was somehow wrong. He felt like a wet blanket. Everyone else seemed to be rolling with it just fine. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to. He wanted nothing more than to put his dick in Maggie’s mouth. He’d fantasized about it, and it was even hotter because she didn’t seem like the kind of woman who did that sort of thing, but here she was, on her knees, almost begging him to let her. Gary knew he was a fool. He lifted his butt off the chair and his shorts came down.

  Maggie grabbed his cock when it sprang out and put it right into her mouth. There was no teasing, no playfulness, she just stuck it right in there and it made Gary wonder if he was right, that she didn’t do this often—or at all. She took him about halfway, sucking lightly, and pulled back. It was slow, like she was trying to get a feel for it. And each time she took a little more into her mouth. Gary cooed his encouragement, telling her how good it felt, and she began moving faster.

  “Mmm, baby, that’s good. Suck it just a little harder. Yeah, Mag, that’s hot,” he moaned.

  Gary pulled her hair back from her face so he could really see her. He always liked watching Alexandra sucking him. There was something so hot about watching a beautiful woman sucking his cock. It was even hotter with Maggie because she looked so sweet and cute. She started by staring up at him, but now her eyes were closed in concentration, and her cheeks were hollowed as she sucked him harder. He fought the urge to push back at her mouth, the way he did with his wife. Maggie might not be ready for that yet.

  “Oh God! Oh Fuck!” Alexandra cried. “Fuck! Make me come!”

  Gary’s head snapped over, but Maggie never broke from the task at hand. It was like her whole world was his cock. He saw his wife trembling on top of Adam. He knew she was coming—her body language was clear to him after so many years of marriage. There was no denying the truth—it was hot to see Alexandra climaxing like that, to really see it from outside. But seeing another man making her come so hard, well that made his stomach burn. He couldn’t help but wonder if she was coming harder for Adam than she did for him.

  Instinctively, he went from holding Maggie’s hair to holding the back of her head and pulling her onto his cock. She resisted at first, and looked up, questioning, but then she went with it and started sucking him faster. He loved how malleable she was. Gary watched Alexandra lay on top of Adam and kiss him. Yes, this was all so wrong, but he felt so damned good. He tilted his head back and closed his eyes, thinking of nothing but Maggie’s blowjob. Technique could be learned, but the enthusiasm she showed could not be faked.

  Adam squeezed Alexandra tightly to him. He loved that
he just made her come like that. He planned on doing it many more times. But they were taking a moment, and that allowed him to look over. He was shocked to see his wife on her knees in front of Gary. Maggie rarely gave him oral anymore. It had become something like a birthday present, or an anniversary gift. But there she was, sucking on Gary like her life depended on it. And he was holding the back of her head, pushing her down. Adam couldn’t believe she allowed that. But instead of being angry or jealous, he just wished he were closer so he had a better view. He wanted to see his pretty wife sucking that cock up close. His own prick surged and Alexandra rubbed against it in response.

  “You like seeing your sweet wifey on her knees,” Alexandra cooed in his ear, nibbling on it.

  “It’s…”

  She grasped his cock. “I know. You don’t have to explain. I bet you’d love me to go over there and join them, wouldn’t you? You’d love to see sweet Maggie take care of us both.”

  Adam’s strangled moan was all the answer she needed. Alexandra slithered down his body and dragged his shorts with her. Now she had a license to play a bit more and she was going to take it. She gave his prick a little kiss on the tip as she began stroking it. There was finally time and space to get to know his cock. Last night in the car was cramped and quick and Alexandra had been driven by purpose. Now she had time to play. He seemed even bigger, thicker, now that she was face-to-face with him. It could have been from watching his wife be a whore, though, she thought. But Maggie wasn’t a whore, and Alexandra was sure she gave a better blowjob. She was going to prove it to Adam.

  Maggie was so pleased with herself. She felt so nasty for taking the initiative and going for Gary’s cock. She knew it was something Alexandra would do. Going down had always been something she just sort of did because it was expected. It wasn’t that she didn’t like it, but it just didn’t do anything for her. But now that she was acting out, and Gary was reacting the way he did, she was really into it. She almost wished she’d given it more of a chance years ago, rather than letting it taper off throughout her marriage.