Tom and Lily make the quick drive down the street to pick up their best friends Ben and Liz for their long running summer tradition. A 3 day weekend at Tom’s late Aunt’s beach house. It had started as a college Spring Break hangout, and transitioned to a grown up summer escape. Tom’s rough hand rests on Lily bare thigh, just under her baby blue cotton sun dress. A safe distance from her usual white cotton lace trimmed boyshorts that were a familiar sight to Tom after 7 years of marriage. All 4 of the friends met in college which while only being 10 years ago, felt like 100 with how crazy their lives had become. The weekend away was a much needed and anticipated treat.
Tom and Lily were your typical early 30’s suburban couple. Tom, tall and rugged with short buzzed hair, light beard and broad shoulders. He had settled into a bit of a “dad bod, but it worked on him well enough. Lily on the other hand was fanatical about her appearance. She was not the yoga pants and t shirt kind of mom. She was the wake up at 4 am to hit the gym before Tom left for work kind of mom. She would spend time curling her dark red hair and was always wearing a perfectly fitted dress each day. Lily was always made up and refused to concede an inch of her appearance to make her life easier. Lily and Tom had followed their plans of going to school and getting decent jobs in their respective fields. Tom the token Accountant and Lily the dependable elementary school teacher/ mom to 2 young kiddos. They were a walking cliche, but had stayed close with Ben and Liz.
Ben and Liz were not quite as cliche as their best friends. Ben worked for himself with a string of internet start ups, while Liz had a successful photography business. They had not been able to get pregnant yet, even though they had been trying for about a year. Lily was desperate for Liz to join the “Mommy Club”, which was beginning to wear on Liz.
Ben and Liz were a little the opposite of Tom and Lily physically, Ben being the one at the gym early in the morning. He was a little shorter than Tom, but with cut muscles and a thick head of jet black hair. Liz was the curvy voluptuous type. Wide hips, broad chest, and a bottom that caught more attention than any amount of curls Lily rolled into her hair. Ben and Liz tended to wear more casual, younger looking clothes a bit a of a contrast to their cliche counterparts, but when all 4 were together it all just sort of worked. Their lifestyles complimented each other perfectly.
Ben and Liz threw their bags into the back of Tom’s 2 year old Beige Lexus SUV. Lily sits behind her husband Tom, leaving a seat open up front for Liz, knowing how car sick she gets sitting in the back seat. Ben smiles at Lily he slides in next to her in the back seat, enjoying the view of Lily perky B cups filling out her cotton dress. He had always been jealous of how fit Lily kept her body even after 2 kids. He saw her at the gym most mornings, watching her squat deeply, her workout pants revealing the distinct lines of her boyshorts through her somewhat transparent workout pants. He would take any glimpse of his best friends wife that he could take.
A similar situation played out in the front seat, Tom’s eyes being drawn to Liz’s heavy round breasts, which were conservatively twice the size of his wife’s as she leaned over the leather wrapped center consoul to chat with Lily. He felt his excitement stir as he saw Liz turn toward him, lifting her round bottom off the seat to adjust her white knit shorts, giving a quick outline of her supple lower lips against the tight fabric. The long car ride went quick, effortless conversion faded as Lily drifted to sleep, her head resting on Ben’s shoulder.
Ben quickly peeks down at Lily, her dress falling away from her porcilen skin, freckles dotting her chest. Ben gazes at her white cottom bra, nothinging fancy, but it had a cute line of lace edging the top of the cups, matching her white lace lined undies. Ben’s eyes dart to the review mirror of Tom’s SUV, checking to make sure he was in the clear before letting his eyes drift back down to Lily’s somewhat Ill fitting bra. Lily had bought this one after she had their youngest when her breasts were larger than usual. There was just enough space between the firm cup and her soft skin to give Ben a peek of her light pink areola. He had to make sure to not hold his gaze for too long, recording this moment to memory for later, Liz would feel the impact of the car ride next chance he had, his shaft holding perfectly in the half cocked state, not wanting Lilly to wake up to him fully erect.
Tom enjoyed the scenery next to him as well, he noticed Liz’s cleavage bounce over the rough country roads, catching his attention ever 2 or 3 minutes, leaving Tom in his own state of anticipation. Tom turns the radio up, knowing the music will gently wake up his wife in the back seat, signaling the end of the road trip. Tom pulls the 4 friends into the gravel driveway of the old beach house, the yellow paint bleached from the sun and sea water blasting it over the years. Tom and Ben always said they would take a weekend over a summer to fix up the house, but life and beers always got in the way. Tom put the car in park as he shuts off the engine, Lily yawns as she stretches out in the backseat, leaning forward to wrap Tom up in a big hug, “thanks for driving baby” Lily says in a sweet, but scratchy voice, forgetting she had not spoken for hours.
The four friends get out of the SUV and walk into the familiar stuffy beach house. The girls head to all of the windows, opening them to allow the brisk sea breeze fill the house as the guys bring in all the bags and coolers.
Tom and Lily carry their things to the large bedroom a the end of the hall, throwing their things on the floor as Tom flops down on his stomach, head hanging off the end of the queen size, lumpy matress. Lily walks to the door and slowly closes it, reaching behind her back, unzipping her cotton sun dress, letting it fall to the floor as she opens her bag, digging out her high waisted two piece bathing suit. Tom reaches out, his large palms resting on the side of Lily’s hips, pulling her towards his face. She playfully pushes him away, joking about how they dont have time for “shananagins”. Her words are interrupted by a loud thud, followed by the unmistakable sound of Ben pounding Liz against the wall that the two couples share. “Well I guess they are making the time.” Tom says, a smile across his face as he sees Lilys hands slide behind her back, unhooking her bra, letting it gently slide off her shoulders, freeing her perfect perky tits. Tom slides his fingers under the waist band of Lilys white lace undies, pulling the thin fabric off her pale skin, revealing her neatly trimmed, but thick red bush, hiding her plump simp of a slit, her pussy being just as tidy as she was, not a lip or vulva peakingout of her tight flower.
Tom sits up, pulling Lily to the bed, sliding her legs apart, splitting her lips as he nibbles up her thighs to tease her wet, warm pussy. Lily bites her lip as Tom’s tongue enters her, running up and down her slit, twirling around her clit before diving down to her perfect tight rosebud and back up to her swollen clit. By the time Tom draws his cock from his boxers Lily is soaking wet with her cum and his spit, her ass rising off the bed as she waits for her husband’s trusty cock. Tom thursts into her, feeling every fold and bump inside her, knowing exactly the angle to push in at to drive her wild. Lilys legs wrap around Tom, pulling him close to her as she reaches orgasm first, an almost coragraphed dance between the two, rehearsed every Tuesday night and Saturday morning when the kids did not interrupt.
Tom feels Lilys last internal spasm, her legs loosen as she regains control of her lower body from the brief ecstasy that she has come to rely on from Tom. He smiles as she rolls over under his throbbing cock, soaking wet from her thick creamy excitement, pushing through lily’s small cheeks to return back to her warm wet, now very tight slit. He forgets about her pleasure momentarily, pushing her down against the bed as he pounds her in his faverite “pron” position. He explodes deep inside her, an annoyed sigh comes from under his slow final thrusts as he pumps 4 days worth of cum into his wife. “You know that stuff has to come back out right?”Lily asks sarcastily hoping she can make it to the water before his hot cum trickles down her thighs. She did not like having anything out of her control, much less something so personal and embarrassing.
Tom slides out of her, a small trail of white sticky cum drips out of her pink swollen flower as she stands up, pulling her red swim suit bottoms on, followed by her tank top style bikini top. “Try to not show off for Ben too much, he was enjoying the view for most the ride up”. Tom says with a smile, as Lilly blushes a deep shade of red, matching the well fitting two piece. “As long as you keep your eyes off Liz’s tits I think I can do that”. She flashes her own coy smile, knowing that there has been thick sexual tension building for the better part of a decade that was always a pitcher or two of margaritas away from coming to a head.
The two couples emerge at the same time, sharing an awkward laugh as both girls playfully role their eyes at their aggressive husband’s that share a sarcastic high five over the girls heads.
“Who’s up for a swim?” Ben says as he eyes Lily up in her flattering 2 piece.
“We should be able to get in a couple hours at the beach before sunset” Lily says as heads out the back screen door, passing the cozy 4 person hot tub that had seen the 2 couples share countless laughs and drunken nights. The girls walk ahead of the guys off the deck, Tom and Ben carrying a large steel belted Corona cooler. Tom and Ben watch as their wives walk towards the water, hips swaying and ass cheeks peaking out from their swim suits. Liz was in a well fitted one piece, learning by the end of high school that two pieces and the ocean waves were a bad combination for keeping a top on. It was black with aqua polka dots, a bit of a vintage inspired look that went with her subtle pin up girl image. For a one piece it did show off a ample amount of her full chest, and was cut a little high on the bottoms, leaving a few inches of her cheeks popping out.
By the time that they made it to the beach it became obvious that guys were not just apperciating their own wives swaying hips. They had always been open with each other about their respective sex lives, even sharing pics that the girls would send in college, but that was about the extent of it. They knew there was a risk of being the first person to bring up anything taboo, but if they stared at each others wives any harder their suits may get holes burned into them.
The tension was broke when they hit the water, setting the cooler down and opening drinks for everyone, wading into the water with drinks in hand. The girls stood infront of their husbands, feeling how excited they already were, grinding their clothed cocks into their wet swimsuit bottoms. Tom wraps Lily in a hug from behind, his hands hidden by the water. He slides his strong fingers under her wet tight bottoms, feeling her soft bush soaked with sea water. She fidgets under his touch, feeling a bit odd carrying a conversation on whith her husband’s fingers rubbing tiny circles on her clit. Her voice jumps as Tom presses her button hard, she quickly giggles and blames a “friendly fish, but she blushes a deep shade of red.” Tom slides his hand out of the front of her bottoms and moves to the back, slowly tugging them down just enough to slide his cock between her cheeks, but not being bold enough to take his throbbing cock out. His eyes take in Liz and Ben in a similar embrace, Ben’s hands hidden under water as well, with Liz’s cheeks flushed from whatever he was up to.
The girls pull away from the unmentioned, underwater attention as they finish their hard apple ciders, tossing the bottles on the beach before diving back into the water, looking like mermaids as they popped out of the surf. Lily reaches behind her, tugging her bottoms back up, feeling a little breeze on a tiny bit of her toned bottom, realizing a bit of hee crack was probably peeking out. Conversation was stained between Ben and Tom, a different, a tenuous vibe dominating the late afternoon. Tom breaks the silence, “We should get back to the house. I was thinking about grilling and hitting the hot tub tonight how does that sound?” Ben keeps looking straight, looking past his mirrored aviators as the girls splash in the shallow water, their bottoms creeping up, exposing more and more of their much appreciated skin. “I think some margaritas in the hot tub sound good. I am starting to think it may be time to explore that idea we had back in college.” Ben walked away from Tom after the words left his mouth, knowing he pulled a pen on a grenade of a conversation that he did not want to be around to carry further.
The “idea” he was mentioning came from a long drunken night in their dorm room, where they ran through all the hypothetical situations where they could arrange a swap between the girls. It started off with over the top comical situations, and ended with a very detailed, realistic situation at this very beach house. The girls would never go for it they said, almost to reassure themselves of how harmless their planning was. Little did they know that same year a very similar conversation was happening in a dorm room across the hall between Liz and Lily.
Liz and lily walk out of the water, grabbing large fluffy beach towels to wrap themselves in for the short walk back up to the house. “So Tom said he saw Ben looking down my dress a lot on the way up here… I hope you don’t feel too bad, because I’ve caught Tom’s eyes going right past me straight to your tits lke 100 times already.” Lily was always the more bashful one, never a prude, but more withdrawn than her bestie. Liz smiles, “oh I watched that dog eye fuck your perky little boobs for 2 hours. Guys think they are so subtle and smooth. I could see that coming from a mile away. Although I cant say I blame him. I’ve seen you naked and I dont blame anyone for staring. Also dont worry about Tom checking me out, it sounded like he still pays plenty attention to you.” The girls giggle as they clear the air of any potential jealously issues, reaffirming how comfortable they were with each other.
“Maybe we should tease them a bit tonight. I’m ok with you showing off for Ben if you want. He has not fucked me that hard forever. You got him all worked up.” Lily bites her lip, thinking about Ben’s tone body slamming into Liz’s soft plump ass as he pounded her against the wall they shared. “Same for you sweetie, Tom made me cum in like 3 minutes after he watched your big tits jiggling next to him for hours. Think of what they would do if we got a little wild tonight in the hot tub. They may not be able to wait to get us to our rooms.” Lily says it as a joke, but Liz looks Lily dead in the eyes and says in a suddenly serious tone “that would be fine with me, God knows we need something to spice things up after all these years…” lily goes quite, being yanked back to reality, the gravity of how serious Liz was sinking in. “Liz you have no idea about needing to spice things up. You could set your watch to our sex life. Both when we start and finish…” the last line gets a genuiun lagh from Liz, breaking the serious moment and throwing them back into the fun beach house escape.
The guys head to the house, throwing on some burgers and hot dogs to grill, relaxing on the deck with more beers while the girls hang out inside in the kitchen, throwing some chips in a bowl and sending most of their time working feverishly on a large pitcher of frozen margaritas. They squeeze fresh limes and coat the rims of margaritas in coarse salt. They test their concoction and are quite pleased, the harsh tequila burn balanced out with the sweet green margarita mix. “These should help us get in the mood to make tonight a night the boys remember.” Liz said as she takes the tray of drinks out, seeming much more serious about this evening than Lily thought. She decided to push past her initial instincts to back out, afterall that was what made her into the boring suburban mom she felt she had become. Lily lets out a heavy sigh as she drops her towel, and hikes her bikini bottoms up a bit, making them closer to her familiar boyshorts than any swimsuit bottoms. Butterflys fill her stomach as she thinks about what she is getting herself into…
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