After the sex club revelation, Alan was able to participate in our sex games. No longer did we have to have threesomes without him, oh he always knew, because we would send him videos, but now he was able to participate; and it was quite fun. We set some rules for our play though. Basically, just let your partner know that you are going to be fucking one of the others, that was the only rule. And it worked out great, until Alan’s birthday party.
Seeing Maria, my wife’s sister, in her tiny bikini proved to be just too much. She left the pool area, giving her boyfriend Alan a long, wet kiss, before retreating to the kitchen to make some more drinks. The sun beat down on her perfect caramel skin, and she was showing a lot of skin. My wife, arguable hotter than Maria, was wearing an equally revealing bikini. Her long legs went for days until they met the teeny V shaped fabric that barely covered the space between her checks. She was on her tummy, tanning her back with her bikini top untied. I wanted to ravish her right there, in front of everyone! If it was only us four, I definitely would have, but there were others: Alan’s friends, some family that had no clue we all swapped and fucked each other’s partners. The world isn’t ready for that, and not sure if it ever will be.
My eyes wandered from my wife’s long legs to Maria’s perfect tits. I’ve always liked her boobs better. Slightly bigger, okay a full size bigger, sorry, not sorry. And the way they sit in her bikini top, begging to be released, makes my shorts bulge. I started at her ass as she walked away, naughty thoughts racing through my mind. I looked around, everyone seemed to be preoccupied. I exited the poolside shortly after Maria entered the house.
Thirty seconds later my hands were all over Maria, touching every inch of her that was covered by thin white fabric. Our lips didn’t even part as she clumsily reached for the pantry door and pulled me inside. The oversized closet was more than big enough for some concealed adult fun behind our partner’s back. While swapping was exciting, fooling around without them knowing was an absolute thrill. “I’ve wanted you all day,” Maria whispered as she dropped to her knees and untied my turquoise board shorts. It didn’t take her long to jerk them down and find her prize. My cock was already hard and provided a bit of resistance to her tug, but she got them down. My member bounced once and held parallel to the floor. I looked down at her and smiled at her submissive eyes. She eagerly opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the head. She didn’t bother teasing; she knew we had limited time before the others wondered where we went.
My hands petted her hair while she bobbed her head back and forth, making my cock disappear into her mouth and down her throat. He dainty fingers caressed my balls, fondling them the way she knows drives me nuts. I moved my hips into her in a rhythmic motion that was in sync with her head bobbing. With her free hand she grabbed my ass and pulled me into her. That my cue to go faster. I put my hands on her face and used her mouth like a personal pocket pussy. I was just about to explode when we heard giggling from the kitchen. We stopped. And listened.
The sounds were coming from my wife as her and Alan opened the fridge searching for more alcohol. We heard her girly flirtatious giggle again, and this time I was able to peer the space between the door and the door jam. I saw Nenita. my wife, bend over the kitchen table in the breakfast nook with Alan’s mouth whispering into her hear. Whispers soon became neck kisses as I watched his hands roam down the sides of her half naked body. “Fuck me right here,” Nenita said in a serious but playful tone. “Happy birthday. You can use whichever hole you want.” She turned around and winked. He quickly grabbed her just above the hips and lifted her tiny frame up and onto the glass.
“Spread those legs for me baby,” he said.
“What the fuck,” I whispered to Maria. I was in no position to be jealous. Here I was in the pantry throat fucking my sister-in-law. But this. Seriously what was going on. Alan used to not be like this.
“It’s our own fault,” mouthed Maria. “We made him more dominant that night at the sex club. And now, he’s…”
“Fucking my wife!” I finished her sentence with a shouted whisper.
Maria pushed me out of the way to get a look of her own. I moved to the other side of the door to peek out that side. I was able to watch him peel the bikini bottoms off my wife and let them fall to the floor.
“How about I use this tight little ass,” said Alan in a hungry tone.
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