The uber ride from the restaurant to their house was a blur. All I could think about was biting my lip to keep myself from moaning as the husband licked my wetness between my spread legs in the back seat. His tongue teased my clit as his fingers swirled deep inside me during the ride. I simultaneously wanted the ride to last all night, while also wanting to leap from the car into a warm bed with this man. As our uber pulled up to their house, he sat upright and put his finger in his mouth to taste me before exiting the car. I quickly smoothed down my dress and attempted to look polished as I stepped out from the back seat.
Walking into the house, we decided to make a round of cocktails to kick off the evening. The wife and I stood in the kitchen in as the men began to show us their bartending skills. Once drinks were in hand, the four of us made our way to their bedroom. The couple had an appreciation for art, and had a unique painting on the wall that we admired as we sipped our drinks. The wife and I took off our heels, and as we chatted, the sexual excitement began to grow. The husband was the first to give in to it. He crossed the room to his wife and stood behind her. Tracing her hips and waist from behind, he began to kiss her neck. She responded by turning to him and taking his mouth in hers as her hands groped his broad shoulders. He lifted up her dress just enough to reveal the black lace panties she had worn.
Watching this was so arousing. Seeing the husband’s fingers trace between her legs brought waves of heat as I had just experienced that same familiar touch in the car just an hour before. There was a chaise lounge in the corner of the room, and as we watched this beautiful couple in front of us, my husband sat me down on the lounge. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt and sat next to me so that we could admire the view together. My legs were initially crossed, but only momentarily, as my husband’s hand found its way between my thighs. His hand slid upward to my pulsing lips. He had not realized that I had removed my panties at dinner for her husband, and was delighted as I whispered in his ear a brief highlight of the car ride home.
Wanting to feel how wet I had become in another man’s mouth, my husband slid his fingers inside me on the couch. I moaned in pleasure. Both from his touch, and from the view of the couple in front of us, now beginning to remove their clothing as their kissing had become more passionate. I spread my legs wider for my husband as we watched her slip out of her dress and drop to her knees for her husband’s awaiting cock. I began to drip onto the chaise lounge listening to her take his hardness down her throat, choking between breaths to fully take him.
Feeling my body’s reaction to seeing this, my husband got off the lounge and positioned himself on the floor in front of me. Taking my knees in his hands, he pushed my legs wide apart. I could feel my lips spread for him and tugged my dress up high to give him the access he so desired. Grabbing the back of his head, I pulled him down onto me. His mouth engulfed my pussy, eagerly licking every drop of my wetness. I threw my head back and moaned in pleasure. He reached up and pulled the top of my dress down over my breast. Taking my hard nipple between his fingers, he began to pinch and tug gently as his mouth continued to delve into me.
The couple had made their way to the bed by this time and he was also pleasuring her with his mouth. She was on her back with her legs bent and spread for him. The glow from the lamplight on her breasts cast the most delectable shadows across her taut stomach as his lips traced her inner thighs. Watching this sight before me added to my ecstasy as I was being pleasured so thoroughly. My husband’s tongue teased my clit as he slid a finger inside me. Moving his hand slowly at first, then faster at the beckoning of my moans, I began to cum in his mouth. I reached forward and grabbed his shoulders, scratching along his back with my nails in urgent need of his tongue to explore me deeper.
But instead, he sat up on his knees, unbuckled his belt, then stood to remove his jeans and boxer briefs. His fully aroused cock was inches from my face as I had slid to the edge of the chaise lounge for a closer view of his manhood. He reached down to me, and as I lifted my arms, he pulled my dress up and over, so that we were both finally unclothed. I instinctively leaned forward, mouth open, wanting his cock between my lips. I squeezed the base of his shaft in a tight grip as my tongue made slow circles around his tip. I could feel him pulse in my grasp. Wetting my lips, I positioned his cock upward, and I began to trace my tongue down and up along his shaft, pausing at the top each time for a quick but hard suck.
His breathing quickened and, wanting more of my mouth, he gently tugged on my hair as he pulled me down fully on his shaft. Pushing into the back of my mouth, I felt my throat release as he penetrated deep in my mouth. He paused there, enjoying the feeling of being completely engulfed by my mouth. I began to tighten my throat and pulse on his cock how he likes. He slowly pumped in and out of my wet mouth as I took all of his hardness.
Reaching down for me, my husband stood me up and we made our way to the bed to join our friends. The husband had made her cum in his mouth several times, and was ready for her to return the favor.
I sat on the edge of the bed, and my husband laid down on his back and reached for me. Sitting up on my knees, I positioned myself over him, and lowered down to slide my swollen pussy lips the length of his shaft. I teased him like this for a moment as the couple repositioned themselves near us. The husband moved behind me and sat on his knees. His wife crawled to him on her hands and knees and began to suck his cock.
Listening to the husband moan behind me, as I felt my husband’s hardness under me, was so tantalizing. I needed to be filled. Deeply. Positioning my husband’s cock under me, I shifted my hips and slid down to his base. I could feel myself squeezing him tightly. He grabbed my thighs and began to rock me slowly along his shaft. I squeezed my nipples and began to feel another hand run along my back and up to my shoulder. It was the husband, who was rubbing both my back and the back of his wife as she eagerly teased his cock in her mouth. As I continued to be filled, the husband traced down my back to my waist, and paused when his hand reached my ass. He gave it a full, sensual squeeze. Almost as though asking for permission to continue exploring. I gave no indication for him to stop.
His hand dropped lower still, and began to encircle my tight little hole next to where my husband was filling me. Feeling his finger press and tease me from behind was exhilarating. My rhythm picked up, and I rode my husband hard and fast as this man continued to press into my opening. I moaned in ecstasy as I began to cum. I could feel myself drip down my thighs onto my husband. My orgasm shook me. It was hard. Full. Complete. I looked down realizing that I had squirted everywhere onto their sheets. My pussy was pulsing for more. I collapsed on my husband’s chest with his cock still inside me, soaking in my cum.
The couple moved next to us on the bed and he began to take her from behind. Watching them next to us, my husband wrapped his arms around my lower back and squeezed my ass, encouraging me to grind on his rigid cock. With my breasts pressed into my husband’s chest I maneuvered my hips up and down his shaft, grinding deep and hard. The sound of my wetness slapping against him as he bottomed out inside of me was deafening. My fingers dug into my husband’s shoulders as my orgasm neared. Beside us, I could hear the familiar moans of the wife as she reached her climax while taking her husband’s full load. It sent me over the edge. I bared down on my husband and felt waves of pleasure spread through me as I came. My husband’s breathing picked up in my ear and I could feel his cock engorge inside of me as he filled me with all he had.
The four of us laid there for a moment. Quiet. Content. Satisfied. There was a sense of casual comfort as my husband and I cleaned up and said our goodnights before heading to our room. (And yes, I did help the wife change the sheets – after all, I did squirt on them.) Falling asleep next to my husband shortly after, our thoughts were filled with the sexy imagery from that night, exciting us for what the next day with our friends would bring…
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