by Mia Moore
“Oh my.” Chloe took a long swallow of wine. She cleared her throat and spoke again. “I needed that. It’s funny. We’ve been the same—aching to see you guys but now that we’re here, I’m nervous. I mean, how do we start?”
It was exactly what I’d been thinking. We all knew where this was going to end up but the steps leading to it...What, if anything, should we be doing? It was like a race, where you’re all pumped up, ready to sprint but not sure where the starting line was.
Grace pulled away from Jason and stepped closer to Chloe, tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear as she gazed into Chloe’s eyes. “I think you should finish your wine. Relax. We have all afternoon.” She leaned forward and kissed Chloe’s lips.
My cock was oozing its arousal and my hand tightened on the beer can as I watched the tender, sensuous sight of the two women kissing. I glanced over at Jason, only to see his arousal matching mine.
The kiss ended and Chloe took another sip of wine while Grace’s fingers drifted along the low edge of her neckline.
“I love this dress. You look so hot in it.” She let out a soft laugh. “Maybe too hot.” Her fingers rose to the shoulder strap and pushed it down.
My heart was hammering in my chest and I took a long haul of beer, my gaze never leaving the women. What was next?
Their foreheads touched, and Chloe’s teeth pressed into her lower lip as she looked down at Grace’s chest. Ever so slowly, her hand rose to cup and knead Grace’s breast. “I’ve thought of doing this all week.”
Grace smiled and her hand tugged at the other shoulder strap, pushing it lower, tugging the fabric down and exposing Chloe’s breasts.
Oh my God. My lips fell open as I watched Grace fondle Chloe’s breasts, her fingers topped by fiery red nails, teasing the nipples. Beside me, Jason’s breath was slow and steady, breaking the utter silence in the room.
Chloe’s hand drifted around Grace’s back and lower still, pulling her close. There was urgency in her movements, her lips nuzzling Grace’s neck, as her hips pressed forward, an urgency that soon ignited in Grace as well.
I barely dared to breathe as Grace pushed Chloe’s dress down, revealing the thin string of panties on her hips, the ivory skin of her ass and flash of golden thigh as it glided to the floor. Her hand curled over Chloe’s butt cheek, tugging at the supple flesh.
Her face titled up again and she kissed Chloe’s ear. The whispered words were too low to hear but whatever she’d said made Chloe grin and step out of the loop of fabric circling her feet. Grace grabbed the bottle of wine and turned her head, flashing a small smile at Jason and me, before sliding the patio door wide and stepping out into the bright sunshine. Chloe slipped her sandals off and followed.
Oh fuck, my dick was so hard it was almost becoming painful! This was it! A scene straight from the raunchiest porn flick was about to happen. But it was not just some unknown but sexy babes going at it but Chloe and Grace! I took the cold can of beer that Jason extended and hustled out the door and across the patio to where they lay stretched on the chaise lounge, every red blooded man’s fantasy come true.
Chapter 17
Chloe
The breath hitched in my throat as she leaned into me, her gaze on my lips. The touch of her mouth on mine was a tingling butterfly and simultaneously, our lips parted. My clit was on fire, longing for more. My hand cupped her neck and I pulled her hard onto my mouth, forcing her lips wider with my tongue. The sweet taste of wine, her heady perfume aroused me further. I pushed the lacy cover-up down and off. My hand skimmed down her neck and chest and I clutched her breast...kneading and rolling it in my palm as I devoured her mouth with mine. Oh God, my pussy was wet, craving more of her.
My mouth left hers and I kissed her jaw, her throat, moving down to where I longed to kiss. My tongue circled the firm tip of her nipple and I suckled, tasting sweet perfumed flesh.
“Ahh... yes… that feels so good...” Her words were a yearning sigh as her fingers rolled over my head.
When she eased back, stretching her body on the lounge chair, I followed her, never breaking contact with her breast. My hands clutched her warm flesh, pulling and kneading as I moved to kiss her other nipple.
Oh God. The warm pressure on my breast from her hand, pulling at my flesh sent jolts of longing through my pussy. I pulled back for a moment and rolled onto my side to lie beside her, once more kissing her lips. Our breasts pressed against each other, both of our hands roaming quickly over each other’s bodies.
My hand skimmed the valley of her waist to her hip, and down to the hot moistness of her pussy. The first time touching another woman... I barely breathed, feeling her skin like satin under my fingertips. Oh God. This was it. To touch another woman, toexplore her pussy with my fingers…
Her knee bent and swung up, opening herself. Oh yeah. She wanted this as much as I did. My finger pressed into her fold, sliding slowly through the slick furrow.
She jerked and a soft mewl sounded deep in her throat. Even if she hadn’t signaled that I’d stroked her clit, I would have known. It was firm, protruding just a little from the soft folds of skin, just like mine probably was doing right then.
Oh God, her fingers slithered under my arm, reaching for my pussy. I wanted it so much. My knee rose, and the muscles in my ass tightened, thrusting my groin to meet her hand.
Her finger on my clit jolted through my body like white lightning. It was my turn to sigh. “Oh yeah...” floated from my mouth like a blessing. My hips rocked back and forth, pushing her finger to the sweetest spot, the underside. “Don’t stop,” I now sighed. My chest heaved and heart raced as her finger teased my clit. It was so fucking hot, her fingers were perfect, sweet torture.
“Fuck that’s hot.”
At the hoarse whisper, my head turned. Ethan and Jason stood a few feet away from the bottom of the lounge chair. They each held a can of beer next to their chest and their eyes were slits watching us. After a quick glance lower at the tenting of their shorts, I smiled.
“Don’t stop on our account.” Jason grinned and his free hand rose to rub the bulge in his shorts.
Grace’s hand pulled at my neck and I turned to kiss her again. Her tongue darted into my mouth and she fluttered the tip quickly against mine. The sensation of her fluttering tongue began a new flow of pleasure through me. Oh yeah, her tongue down there, vibrating my clit...
Fuck, I wanted that!
The fact that Ethan and Jason were watching us, getting so turned on, made it even hotter. Whether it was the wine or the anticipation building all week, any inhibition I had evaporated. They wanted a show...well, I wanted to give them one, almost as much as I wanted Grace’s tongue licking my pussy. But it was time to slow down a bit. The orgasm was close...too close. I wanted this to last forever.
I pulled back and smiled, gazing into her eyes. “This lounge chair is too narrow. Let’s go for a swim to cool down a bit.” I leaned into her again and whispered, my lips brushing the fold of skin of her ear. “Plus, this will drive the guys nuts.”
She giggled and nodded her head. I rose to my feet, tossed my panties onto the chair and watched as she stood up. With shoulders pulled back, breasts perky and high, she took my hand in hers, leading me over to the pool. I’d never paraded naked in front of anyone but my husband, yet here I was strolling casually across the patio in front of everyone. It was as natural as that, yet my breath was raspy walking behind her.
It had a surreal quality to it, like I had stepped onto the set of a porn flick. I loved it! For the first time in my life, I wanted to flaunt… flaunt what? My sexuality? No, that wasn’t it exactly. The guys were watching us like hawks, yes… and I wanted them to get their money’s worth or something. I let my hips roll into each step, enjoying my vamping. It was strange for me. I was the object of their wanton desires—all of them—Grace’s as well as Ethan and Jason’s.
Whenever guys gave me a once over—in a bar, or just walking down the street even—I had always felt a rush of being self conscious.
Those episodes of being checked out always had an element of me feeling embarrassed or something.
But here I was, striding across my patio, turned on as much as I had ever been in my life, and turning on these people around me… and I felt happy? No, not happy… sort of fulfilled. Yes, fulfilled. I was putting myself out there sexually—unselfconsciously wanton—blatantly wanton and they were into me being in this mood. And their being into me, made me want to go even deeper into this arousal.
Me turning them on was turning me on even more!
I glanced over my shoulder and smiled slyly at Ethan and Jason. It was in their eyes, longing and lust watching Grace and me.
I turned back to her and pulled at her hand, stepping forward to kiss her while my hands roamed softly over her back and then cupped her ass. Our groins pressed tight together, sending fresh jolts of pleasure through my pussy. When she pulled her head back and her lips curved in a small smile, I knew she felt it too—the debauched pleasure we were about to explore.
Chapter 18
Grace
It was a fantasy come true. I’d been so hot for her all week; when she’d told me she wanted try sex with another woman, I thought I’d died and gone to heaven.
The woman at the club from the other week was beautiful and sexy as hell, but she couldn’t hold a candle to Chloe.
Just walking in the door she took my breath away. She was so totally hot, her gorgeous boobs spilling up from the neckline of her dress, while the look in her big blue eyes made my heart beat faster. Her lips were full and a little pouty in a flawless ivory complexion that suited the mane of golden hair.
And now exploring each other’s bodies, feeling the pleasure, hearing the soft moans from her throat at my touch was intoxicating. Her lips were soft and sensuous everywhere she kissed, sending quivering pulses through my body. A part of me wanted to slow down, make this last.
Her finger stroked my clit gently. “Oh yeah...” The words flowed from my lips, as I became lost in her tender caress. I knew it would be like this with another woman—the soft touch wrapping the heat within.
I couldn’t take it any longer. I had to have her, bring this pleasure to her. My fingers shot between her legs, sliding into the hot slipperiness of her furrow. Her breathing quickened and hips humped back and forth on my finger; her body wanting and craving this too. Oh fuck, it made me want her more.
At Ethan’s words of wonder, his voice low, charged with lust, I smiled. Chloe and I were totally hot and the fact that the guys were watching, almost creaming their jeans just amped everything up another notch.
When she turned back to me and kissed me again, I showed her what I wanted—to tease her clit with my tongue until she screamed for more. At her whispered words, my stomach sank for a moment—go for a swim? But she was right. It was happening quickly, and if she had any second thoughts...well, hopefully she wouldn’t.
When I stood up, Jason’s eyes locked with mine for a moment and he gave a small nod of his head. As for Ethan, from the state of his pants, he was hot with this.
I took her hand in mine and led her to the pool. Her tug on my arm stopping me and the kiss that followed took me by surprise for a moment. But her lips were delicious and decadent, her pussy pushing and undulating against mine. I smiled at her and turned to walk down the steps into the pool.
The water was cool on my skin, refreshing as it flowed between my legs. There was a small splash and Chloe shot by me, her arms pulling at the water, swimming to the other end of the pool. Her ass was a flash of white as her legs scissored, propelling her forward.
I turned and grinned at the guys. They were standing still as statues, their beer cans in hand watching us with frank longing. “Are you guys coming in? Loose the shorts.”
I dipped lower in the pool and swam towards her. She was almost at the other end and I kicked harder to catch up with her. Now that the guys were going to join us, it was important that I talk to her.
Her hand spring from the water, grasping the ledge of the pool. I was soon treading water next to her, smiling into her eyes. “Chloe, Jason and I have never swapped partners. It’s a big step.”
She reached for my hand and pulled me closer. “Actually, I don’t think that Ethan and I are ready for that either. But that doesn’t mean that you and me—”
“Oh no. THAT’s definitely going to happen.” I smiled and kissed her lips. “But Ethan doesn’t expect—”
“No. Actually we hadn’t planned that. Neither of us are ready for that.” Her hand drifted along my back softly.
She was so beautiful, smiling at me, her lush body grazing against mine that the spark of longing in my pussy flared hot. I cupped her breast and my thumbnail teased the tip of her nipple. Her eyes closed for a second and her lips parted with a gentle sigh. The passion we’d both felt on the lounge chair was stirring once more.
I pulled my hand back and slipped under the water, drifting lower until her pussy was before my face. Holding her thighs in my hands, I pulled forward and my mouth nuzzled between her legs. My lips pursed over her clit, pulling on it. After a minute of this my lungs burned and I thrust up to gulp air. When I saw the soft longing in her eyes, her lips open and breathing quickly, I smiled.
She pushed off from the wall of the pool, swimming slowly to the shallow end. I wasn’t far behind her. Before us, Ethan and Jason were low in the pool, their shoulders and hand holding a beer can above the water. Neither of them said anything as Chloe, followed closely by me, walked up the steps out of the pool.
I watched the crease under her ass, and the hint of her pussy as she walked over to the table and picked up the goblet of wine. God, that was sexy, just the slightest jiggle in her bottom above slender and firm thighs. I finished the rest of my wine and grabbed a towel from the table.
“Let’s get comfortable. “ I nodded my head to the side of the pool and headed over to spread the towel there.
After a quick glance at Ethan and Jason, I lowered my body onto the plush cotton. Chloe’s eyes were soft slits and there was a small smile on her lips as she slowly walked over. It had been sensuous and wanton, the sway of her hips and how her breasts pulled high shook with each step. She was totally in the moment, tantalizing each one of us.
She knelt down and leaned forward to kiss my lips, her hand laying softly on my cheek. Once more the touch of her tongue skimming over mine sent of wave of pleasure through my body. When she pulled back her hand lowered and nudged my shoulder gently, until I was spread on my back on the towel. There was a flutter low in my tummy gazing up at her, anticipating what would follow.
Her hand trailed to the side of my breast pulling at the soft roundness as she bent lower to tongue my nipple. The gentle touch on my sensitive skin, sent a shiver through my body that pulsed in my clit. I gazed at her profile, the blonde curls tucked behind her ear, her eyes seductive slits as her lips closed over my nipple. Oh fuck. The reality was better than any fantasy, especially knowing our husbands were probably drooling as they watched.
My fingers feathered over the back of her head and lower, over her back to the swell of her ass. Her skin was like satin, warm and smooth under my fingers.
Her hand left my breast and skimmed over my tummy and my breath caught in my throat. This was what I ached for. My leg slid to the side, opening myself to her touch. Her finger teased my clit softly.
“Oh fuck, yeah. Just like that.” My hips convulsed up, humping her finger. It was so fucking hot. She had me just where I wanted to be.
“Ahh...” I sucked a gasp of air as her tongue traced a trail down my stomach. Oh God. I wanted her mouth on my pussy.
She rolled onto her side and shifted her body so that her pussy was next to my head.
It happened so quickly—her fingers prying my lips apart and her tongue hot on my clit. The sensation was incredible. The tip of her tongue probing, licking... she was so hungry, this was so… so dirty!
I rolled onto my shoulder, and gazed at her pussy, the darker lips sw
ollen, while a sheen of wetness glazed the burgundy skin of her furrow. Her clit was a firm nub peeking through the lush aroma of her flesh. This was it. The first time kissing, making love to another woman, all the while she was driving me mad with her tongue and lips.
Leaning my head forward I licked her clit, tasted her arousal, a tingly sweetness on my tongue. My lips closed around it, sucking it into my mouth, as my fingers slid down through her folds and pushed deep inside, mimicking what she was doing to me. Her hips rocked forward pressing her pussy harder onto my mouth.
Oh God! The lust in my pussy from her fingers fucking deep into my cunt and her tongue flicking fast on my clit, was going to my head. I wanted more of her... I wanted to give her the same molten pleasure she was giving me. I slurped and lapped on her clit while the fingers of my hand drove deep into her hot slippery tightness.
I sensed movement behind her body. But the hot desire and lust was building, blinding me to everything but us. My mouth ravished her clit... Hot pleasure in mine. We were as one, each striving deeper, our tongue swirling dervishes, caught in a dance of lust. I felt her thighs tremble and her hand gripped my ass. Her tongue fell away from my clit.
“Grace! Fuck, suck it...don’t stop!”
Her cunt tightened on my fingers and released a fresh spurt of slippery pleasure. My tongue was like a vibrator, the muscle aching, determined to bring her to the crest of the wave. Her pubic bone pelted my chin as she rocked in lust.
“Yeah baby. I’m COMING! DON’T STOP!”
Her juices covered my lips and cheeks. My hand drove deeper still into her cunt. My lips clamped over her clit, sucking it while tormenting the tip with a flickering tongue. The moans from her chest and the jerking of her hips were my reward. Oh God. I’d never eaten out a woman before but I’d done good. She was a quivering mass beside me.
Her hand swept to my forehead pushing me back.
“Stop.” There was a soft laugh and her hips jerked back. “Fuck Grace. That was so good.” She sighed and her legs flopped together.
