Weekend for Four – Sensual Saturday

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Weekend for Four – Sensual SaturdayThis morning, the room was bright enough that I could tell for sure it was Rita cuddled up against me, her glorious mane of red hair spilling across my chest, one well-toned arm flung across me, hugging me. The room was heavy with the musky scent of lovemaking, and dapples of sunlight played on her bare skin. We had made love twice after going to bed upstairs, the second time when she heard my wife and Bill busy in my bedroom downstairs. This was two mornings in a row I’d awakened to the sound of Claire and our other guest getting their rocks off, and the second morning Rita had shared the same bed with me.The dreamy smile on her lips invited me to kiss her, which I did.She kissed back, opening her mouth to take my tongue into hers, and I turned towards her. She squirmed happily as her nipples rubbed against me, and she put her other arm around my shoulders, pulling me in to her. Claire and I usually slept naked; Rita and I did the same, and the feel of the auburn haired beauty, our skin touching along the length of our bodies, was indescribably erotic, and I felt an actual ache for Rita, for her entire body, her lips, her mouth, her pussy.Her eyes fluttered open, and she must have seen the desire in my eyes. Her smoldering gaze was riveting, and her smile pledged incredible wake-up sex. Softly and seductively, she whispered, “Do you like it better when I surprise you by being in Claire’s place, or knowing you’re going to wake up next to me?”“I loved the surprise, but this is just a little better.”She kissed me again. “There was no wrong answer, sexy.” She leaned up on one elbow, and applied pressure to my shoulder, urging me to lie on my back. “Now, I’m going to go cowgirl on you, sitting on your cock and letting you shoot inside me.” With that, she swung one tanned leg over me, then mounted me, her ass still over my thighs, and worked her fingers on my dick, getting me ready for her.It didn’t take long until I was again ready for her, and she aimed the head of my cock at the gates to her pussy, maneuvering it into place in the jungle of red hair at her crotch. Moist warmth spread down my cock as I slid inside her, and her eyes closed in bliss at the sensation. Last night she had squirted while I ate her pussy in the hot tub, and again when Claire’s and Bill’s passionate moans had reignited our passions a few hours ago. Rita felt as wet and ready as every time I’d been in her since the weekend began.I love Claire, my sexy blonde wife. I also loved that she invited Rita into our home to spend time and intimate moments with me. Claire was having fun of her own with Bill, of course, but she had made sure I wasn’t left just watching her, and that I had a great weekend, too. Rita, the red-headed spitfire I was now, again, sharing a bed with, and Bill, her ex-boyfriend from college, had both been very intimate with Claire more than once in college, and at least once with all three of them together.Wishing I had been there with them in college, all together, my heart quickened at the thought of Claire coaxing Rita to an orgasm with her tongue and lips. “Rita?” It was hard to concentrate on the words, but I needed to know.Patient and loving, Rita didn’t skip a beat riding me. “Mmmm. Yes, baby?”“When Claire went down on you, did you…squirt?”Rita’s sensual moan answered even before she spoke. “Fuck, yes, baby. She loved it the first time I filled her mouth. And the second time. And the…oooh!” It was clearly a better time for a long fuck than a short conversation, and I went silent, just feeling her pussy surrounding my dick.Her hips described a small circle, pussy lips working my hard-on like a joystick, which I supposed it was, but she was going more slowly, seemingly intent on having every inch of my cock rub against every square inch inside her, drawing out the moments for as long as she could. The circle eventually turned into figure eight, and she kept her eyes closed, focused on the long slow good morning lay we were having.After a while, she put her hands on my hips to brace herself, then lifted her body up, most of my rigid cock outside of her, before settling down slowly, letting me enter her the rest of the way once more. The air in the room was cool, an amazing counterpoint to the warmth inside her and the languid pace as she took me all the way in over and over…Even with all the sex I’d had, all four of us had, since Thursday night, Rita was still exciting and new, and I knew she and I would have matching climaxes in a very short time. She settled back down on me, and returned to the figure-eight motion of several minutes earlier. My hands found her slender, well-muscled hips, and held her while she worked my cock. I didn’t try to change her direction or her speed, just marveled at the slow fucking she was giving me. Her nipples were curdled and stiff as she had her way with me, two pink tips in the middle of her creamy white tits. Just now, I knew how much I loved tanlines…Rita’s belly was tight, and I felt more than saw the motion and the tension of the muscles in her pussy and ass, tightening and relaxing with a careful rhythm, just like Thursday night. Her joke notwithstanding, I believed her when she claimed extensive studies for her minor in sexual technique. What she was doing, giving me, had all the best features of a hand job, a blow job, and an exquisite, expert lay.“Fuck, Rita. You feel…wonderful…I want to…cum inside you again…” I don’t know why I kept whispering. Maybe I was afraid of breaking the mood, which on the face of it seemed impossible, but still my voice was low, private, as if what we were doing was a secret.In answer, Rita leaned forward and let her erect nipples touch the hairs on my chest, the aureoles tickling themselves in the forest of rough, kinky foliage. “I’m almost ready to let you, my love.”Those last two words surprised me, but not enough to slow the quickening cadence, building to our inevitable fast humping and matching, maybe even simultaneous, orgasms. Gripping her hips, my hands started to move them faster back and forth. Gone were the delicate movements of her hips or our gentle fucking. This was an erotic frenzy, a storm ready to shatter the ground with bolts of lightning.Rita’s ecstatic moans were louder now, and I knew they could hear us downstairs, the slapping of our groins in our lust echoing in the tiny room. Maybe, I thought, maybe Bill and Claire will hear us this time, and start fucking while listening to us. Then all coherent thoughts were gone, and I felt my cock, my entire body, tingle with the onrushing finish line.“You’re close, baby…” We both were, and it was all I could do to nod.“Good,” she cooed. Then, “Say my name.” Her scent filled my senses, and the incredible feel of her slick, hot pussy was irresistible. I wanted to make love to her forever.“Rita…” Anything more complex was beyond me at the moment.“When you cum, say my name. You’re fucking me, not Claire, and I want the whole house to know it…” Her smile was gentle and feral, almost predatory. “You heard her say Bill’s name when she fucked him on your couch, and in your own bed. It’s alright, baby. Say ‘Rita’ this time… Let them know you’re fucking me and loving it…”Her hips took over, no longer just taking me in, but devouring me, hungry for my cum, eager to gobble every bit of it down into her pussy, milking it out of me. “Say my name, baby…” I couldn’t ignore her command, didn’t want to, and that thought pushed me over the edge.“Oh, fuck, Rita! I’m cumming, baby, oh god keep fucking me, Rita!” I roared her name, eager to let them know I was claiming her, fucking her upstairs where they could hear us. I knew Claire and Bill heard us both downstairs, that both of them were even now stripping off their clothes, and Claire was on her knees, sucking Bill’s cock before she was going to turn away from him, letting him fuck her from behind against the kitchen counter, her gorgeous tits swaying each time his cock invaded her, pushing her hips against the counter…Our orgasms rose together, a beautiful collision and its aftermath. My cock throbbed, pulsing as each bit of cum drove upwards into her belly, and Rita screamed happily. I felt a flood of hot, sweet juices squirting from inside her, drenching me, washing me away while I filled her pussy, trickling down my shaft. Her body shook, and I felt her twat tighten, almost as if she was sucking me dry, pulling every bit of semen out of me.The aftershocks of our shared orgasms subsided, and our juices mingled at our crotches. Rita was holding me tight, her arms having worked their way around my neck, and she panted, squeezing the last little bit out of me. She kissed me. “I love you…”Three little words I’d only heard the last three decades from Claire, at least while naked. I didn’t think I had an answer, but I really did. I thought it might change things, but pounding and licking Rita’s pussy had already changed things. This time I did whisper, not to conceal it, but because the moment belonged to us, to me and to Rita, alone. “And…I love you, Rita.”Her arms tightened around my neck, and her thighs gripped me tightly. “Thank you.” Another trickle of wetness, this time from her eyes, pattered gently on my shoulder, tears of joy. My vision blurred at the same time, and I held her on top of me while we recovered, and for a while after that.We didn’t even realize we had slept until we woke with a start. No clock in the upstairs bedroom, no need without company, but the sun was higher. I kissed Rita again, and she responded quickly. We got out of bed, and I considered for a moment that Claire and I had a lot of sheets to change and wash once our guests departed.Rita and I made our way into the guest bathroom upstairs. Out of the corner of my eye, the bed Bill and Rita had used Thursday night was straightened up, but I was still surprised to see fresh towels, and everything in its place, in the guest bath, and didn’t know when Claire had made time to tidy up, when she even could have, with everything the four of us had been doing. Rita brushed her teeth, and I rinsed my mouth with the mouthwash we left up here; running downstairs naked to brush them and then run back to share a shower would probably break the mood.We showered together, washing each other slowly, interspersed with slow and loving kisses on our mouths and other places. I took my time toweling her off, each swipe of the thick, luxurious fabric on her skin a testament to what I felt for her, and she did the same to me. Not a word passed between us, until we were both dried off, smelling of the same citrus body wash Claire and Bill had used just the prior morning.Rita slowly put her arms around me, kissing me with a gentle passion. “Baby, do you know why I said it?” I shook my head, not quite registering what she said. She smiled, love in her eyes. “Because you love me, too, and one of us had to say it first.”“Rita, I’m married.” Even though it was true, admitting my love for her felt like a betrayal. I was wrong, of course. The nights of fucking Rita weren’t a betrayal, but a gift from Claire, and also from Rita.She laughed. “Don’t I know that! I told you already I’m not interested in stealing you from her. Besides, it would make class reunions a little uncomfortable.” She kissed me again, parting her lips so I could taste her tongue enfolded in mine. “I really do love you, though. You have to admit, it makes all the sex just a bit better when love is involved, right?”I agreed, and showed it with a hungry, longing kiss that seemed to last the whole morning.We went downstairs naked, me to dress (and, I reminded myself, to brush my damn teeth), and otherwise get ready for the day, while Rita scampered over to the pile of clothes from before we hot-tubbed, and started filling her arms with them.“Stop.” It was Claire’s voice, from the kitchen, and she stepped around the corner wearing only a wistful smile. She stepped up over and kissed me. “You had a good morning, didn’t you?” The way her eyebrow arched as she said it communicated her satisfaction with that fact.“I did.”She stroked my dick with long, delicate fingers, and leaned into me. “I still need a shower, and someone to scrub my back.” Rubbing with just her fingertips on my sensitive shaft, she couldn’t canlı bahis be denied. “I know you’ve already showered, but you can never be too clean. Or dirty…” The last word was barely a breath, and a promise. Rita nodded, and waved us down the hall. Apparently love didn’t mean exclusive access to her, either.We were in the shower a minute later, and I was surprised how much hot water was left.It was the first time I’d had Claire all to myself since Thursday morning, and there was no way I was going to waste it. Under the steamy spray, we kissed long and hard, feeling each other’s bodies, wet and soapy, running our hands over every square inch of skin. Claire is incredibly hot, and it surprised me that, after Rita’s and my evening, after watching Bill take my wife last night, I wanted her now, more even than Rita.My fingers made their way to Claire’s pussy, and parted the golden bush there, passing the gates and venturing inside her. Slowly fingering her, I bent my neck down to lick and suck first one nipple, then the other. She gasped and moaned, all pretense of a simple shower gone.The stall was large enough for what she had planned. “Funny weekend.”“Babe, they’re your friends.”“Yours too, now. I was just thinking. You got to fuck Rita, and I’m getting to have Bill’s cock in my pussy, mouth and ass.” She must have seen the surprise flicker across my face, and she chuckled. “Like you didn’t know he likes sinking his dick in a gorgeous ass. Rita fingered me and licked Bill’s cum off my tits, and then Bill sucked your cock last night, after you let him fuck your mouth Thursday.“What I miss right now, what I want, is your cock in my snatch, and you’re giving it to me. Right now.” Claire turned and leaned on the low tiled shower bench, showing me her well-rounded buttocks, spreading her legs to take me inside. “Fill my pussy up, babe.”I came in from behind, as she wanted, and slid my hard-on between her labia, letting just the glans penetrate her. She moaned. “All the way, sweetheart. Put it all the way in.” Her whispers gently urged me to take her, the same way I’d enjoyed Rita three times last night and this morning. I lifted her left leg, helped her position it on the bench. It tightened her slit, for both of us. My hands were on her pale, though not as pale as Rita’s, hips.It had been barely an hour, I calculated roughly, since I’d filled Rita’s pussy, and all four of us had been busy, trading orgasms and long, deep kisses since Thursday night. All that time, even though Claire had been naked most of the time in the house, she had been enjoying Bill and Rita’s fingers, tongues and other parts all weekend. Now I had a chance to reclaim my sexy blonde wife, and regardless of how worn out I felt from the busy fucking all weekend, if I needed a defibrillator to reawaken my cock for her, I’d have used the paddles myself.My cock slid inside her easily, hard as a steel pole in soft, fragrant earth, and she felt so good I knew I would have cum the instant I was inside any other time. Gripping her hips and ass, I started to rock on the balls of my feet, pushing in and pulling out as one motion, never quite stopping all the way in or out. It felt wonderful, she felt wonderful, and she moaned, a long-drawn out cry of erotic fulfillment, spanning several thrusts, and I kept going.“Oh, honey, fuck me. I always want you so much…” She was panting in time to my thrusts, and I started to do the same. Even over the soap suds covering our bodies, the thick lather making her whole body as slippery as her sodden pussy , the scent of her juices was thick in the steam in the shower stall. I breathed it in and felt my heart race with desire, and the awareness that we would be doing this again once we had the house to ourselves once more. Her long, beautiful hair was dark with the water, and plastered against her body, spilling off her shoulders and swaying with each push into her waiting twat, and I wanted her even more.My belly was tense with the effort of parting her golden-brown bush and fucking her pussy, filling it with my cock and wringing every bit of moisture, every bit of sexual energy, every bit of love out of her. I had almost no control over my frenzied pounding of her tight slit; an ecstatic scream, a shout to the heavens, or at least the ceiling, filled my throat, ready to escape any moment. Claire seemed to recognize that, and pushed her tush back into me, grinding her backside against me as her moans grew.“Ah, fuck!” The words leapt from my throat as my jizz shot forward into my wife’s pussy and all the way inside her. She cried out at the same time, and I felt her vaginal walls tighten, squeezing me as I began to slow down, still driving inside her, but losing steam.Before fatigue could make me sink against the glass of the stall, Claire turned around and grabbed me, pulling me into her for a long, sexy, loving kiss. She was still moaning, running her hands all over my body, still hungry for me.The words came easily. “I love you, Claire.”“I know, baby. I love you so much.” She looked into my eyes. “You know, I wasn’t sure how this would all turn out…”I laughed. “How do you mean, sexy?”“Well, let’s just say I’m glad you and Rita hit it off so well…”“You know my tastes run to sexy blonde wives…”“You cannot convince me you’ve only been with blondes your entire life, hon. Besides, I know you’re faithful, always have been. That wasn’t why I said that.” The puzzled look that must have been on my face pushed her onward. “I really didn’t know if you would be…comfortable fucking another gal in our house. Anywhere, actually.”“Never have, baby, you know that.” I kissed her, and she looked reassured.“I know that. I completely trust you, and I completely trust you with Rita.”“Really?”“Yes! You’re not going to run off to Spokane and shack up with her, any more than I’d ever fly off to the Midwest with Bill, right?”“True,” I said. The look in her eyes told me that word had been unnecessary, and appreciated.“While the two of you were busy this morning, I was doing some housework. Lots of cum in a lot of places, and the sheets on our bed were soaked. I switched out the sheets in the bedroom next door, while the two of you were fucking again. It took you two long enough…”“We did it three times after going to bed. I’m surprised I was able to cum at all.”“Not that, but that is a little impressive.” She gazed up at me and smiled. “I meant saying you loved each other.” My heart hammered in my chest, but I had no answer, and she pressed on. “Very glad you both did. Look, I still love Bill. Love you more, and you’re my husband. This comes from a girl who thought she didn’t want to tie herself down thirty years ago, and here we are. There is no way you would have kept going to bed with Rita if you didn’t care about her. It’s just not in you to just fuck and be done.”“So, you’re happy that I love her? Also, not as much as I love you…”A gentle laugh burbled up from her beautiful, naked chest. “Not jealous, baby. Rita’s a very wonderful woman, great in the sack, and she was really my first and only choice to invite over for the weekend. I didn’t want you just fucking.” She kissed me. “Loved hearing you call her name when you came, too! Bill and I have made love a few times, and I wanted, want, you to have the same thing.”The shower water was cooling, and it was finally time for us to get out and dry off.“Where’s Bill?” Rita spoke up as soon as we left the bedroom. She had tossed on sweatshirt and sweatpants, both a cheerful, pale off-white.“He went into town, had some business to take care of. He also volunteered to go the market for a few things we’re short on.”Rita shrugged, and looked at the two of us, clean and fresh and wearing clothes again. “What shall we do about breakfast? You’re out of eggs and bacon, and I don’t think we can all keep up our strength on cereal and bananas…”Claire looked over at her. “I think he has something more substantial in mind.”“Wait… Whose car did he take?” I hoped it wasn’t mine, or Claire’s. While we all knew he could fuck, I had no idea how good a driver he was.“He took an Uber, said he’ll be gone a couple of hours. That was nearly an hour ago.”“That’s all?” It felt like my second shower had taken a lot longer.“I asked him to call when he’s on his way back. In the meantime we can have some toast and fruit, and maybe some coffee, to take the edge off.”The three of us chatted at the glass dining table while we ate, and I wondered about the pussy-licking Claire had promised Rita. I really hoped there would be time for that, whether or not I watched. I wanted Rita to have that, and join them if I could.Claire’s cell rang about half-an-hour into our breakfast chat. He was held up by business, which I thought was odd on a Saturday, and wouldn’t be back until well after lunchtime. He hadn’t picked up any groceries yet, so they would be fresh by the time he got back, but it was still disappointing. And an opportunity, I realized.I was feeling emboldened by Rita and Claire declaring their love for me, and looked at both of them, chatting happily together. “Sweetheart…” I interrupted, and felt myself blush momentarily when both heads, blonde and red, turned my way. “Claire, Rita said you promised you would do something for her.”Claire arched one sardonic eyebrow. “I did?”“Fuck… She said you promised to go down on her this weekend.”“How do you know I haven’t already? She was here long before you and Bill arrived…” She was toying with me, teasing me, knowing I wouldn’t have wanted to miss that.It was Rita’s turn to laugh. “I told him about it last night, and you were too busy fucking Bill to spend any quality time face-down in my lap, Cee!”Claire joined her, then I did, chuckling over the whole thing. “So, Rita told me she wants me to watch the two of you. She also that you’re really good at…”“Eating pussy?” Claire’s hazel eyes bored into mine, not denying a thing, daring me to stammer an explanation. The bait went unheeded.“Baby, you enjoyed watching Bill and me suck each other’s cocks. Your blowjobs have always been…wonderful. I would love to see you going down on our houseguest, licking her pussy, sucking on her clit, and lapping up her juices when she squirts in your mouth.”Claire wriggled sensuously, sinuously, in the chair, and her eyes started to smolder with the beginnings of wicked desire. “What about Bill?” Her voice was low, little more than a lustful whisper.“Rita invited me to watch. Bill’s had plenty of you so far, and…”“…I owe you?”“No. I love you both, and want to see Rita enjoying you as much as I do, baby.”She didn’t answer as such, but rose from the table and circled it, taking Rita’s hand in hers. “Follow me, Rita…” I noticed that her fingers played over Rita’s palm fleetingly, and Rita got out of her chair, too. Claire led her towards the downstairs bedroom, our master, and I followed them.Both women made a show of ignoring me, but Rita kept casting sidelong, lustful glances at me, and I knew she was thanking me for mentioning Claire’s promise now. The blinds were open, brilliant mid-morning sunlight streaming through the windows onto the freshly made bed. I took a seat by the window, with a clear view of the rest of the room.Rita and Claire stood by the bed, carefully turned so I could see both of them. Neither spoke as Claire slipped her hands underneath Rita’s cream-colored sweatshirt, and lifted. Rita raised her arms, letting my wife slide her top off her and discard it on the floor. Rita knelt, and put her hands on either side of Claire’s dress, gripped the hem, and stood, lifting it up past her hips. Claire lifted her arms now, and let her friend remove her dress, and stood in matching powder blue panties and bra.Claire put her hands on Rita’s hips, and made as if to slide her matching sweatpants off of her, then drew her in. Their lips touched and lingered, mouths opening, tongues meeting in one of the sexiest kisses I had ever watched. I loved kissing Claire, and she held nothing back with Rita. Their eyes were closed, and their hands wandered over the other’s asses, and up along their sides, stroking their still covered breasts, cupping and kneading the beautiful flesh beneath. Claire’s tits were slightly fuller, but both sets of nipples were erect with excitement.Rita, still lip-locked bahis siteleri with my wife, slipped the thumb of her right hand under her own waistband and pulled it down, panties and all, and shimmied out of them while her hand went to Claire’s back and worked the bra strap one-handed. Her fingers were sure and swift, and there was no hesitation in her touch as the hooks on Claire’s bra came away, and the bra came loose. Claire’s palm stroked Rita’s red pubic hair, then she pulled back from Rita, and let her bra slide off her shoulders and onto the floor, revealing the full and gorgeous bounty beneath.My red-headed lover and my blonde wife dispensed with their remaining bra and panties, respectively, and turned naked to me, still silent, smiling seductively as much at each other as at me, and displaying their curves and tits and pussies to me. I shifted in my seat, and my straining cock rubbed snugly against the inside of my jeans. Now Claire squatted on her haunches, gently turning Rita to face her, and leaned into the thick red hair at the other woman’s crotch, both of them once more in profile to me. I saw Claire’s tongue creep out and extend into the other woman’s bush, parting the hairs with her tongue, before stroking Rita’s clit with the very tip.Rita and I moaned at the same time, and Claire’s lips curled in a smile. She stood up and flipped the covers down off the bed, revealing crisp white sheets, pure as snow, an appropriate canvas on which they were going to commit their next erotic, sinful act. There was also a plush, lavender towel lying on the sheet, covering the center third of the bed; I knew what it was there for, and my breathing became rougher when I realized Claire had planned ahead for this. She took Rita’s hand and guided her down onto the mattress, lying down on the other side of her and running her hands and mouth up and down her tanned body, lingering at the pale breasts where her tanlines were. Rita glanced over at me with a faraway look in her eyes while she arched her back at Claire’s touch.Now Claire started laying little kisses between her breasts, down the center of her tummy, past her navel, where she changed to trailing her tongue from there to Rita’s pussy. In response, Rita spread her knees, her lovely, well-toned thighs making room for Claire to move further down, which she did, taking up a position between her legs, mouth ready to go. Rita scooted up on the bed, putting her shoulders on the pillows, dragging the towel under her bottom up at the same time.My wife’s eyes were closed, and I saw her move her hands underneath Rita’s ass, and spread her labia with her thumbs, starting to lick there, ignoring, for the moment, the responsive clitoris I had enjoyed last night. At the same time, her legs spread, and her pussy was against Rita pursed her lips, cooing soft moans as she watched Claire licking between her legs. The room was utterly still, and I heard Claire’s tongue on the soft, pink pussy at her mouth, a faint, wet sound, rhythmic, so sexy. My fingertips trailed over the bulge in my pants, but I didn’t actually start jacking off; there was a long way for these two beautiful women to go yet.Rita’s right hand cradled the side of my wife’s face, but she kept her left hand out of the way, letting me continue watching it all. Her eyes were closed, her head bent back, lips parted, and I heard her soft oooh escape into the room. I saw her chest start to heave, her first orgasm making its way out of her. She tensed, panting, then groaned heavily, and I heard the first splash onto the towel, pattering like rain on a canvas awning.Claire moaned, caught up in the same wave of lust. I saw and heard her gathering Rita’s juices with broad strokes of her tongue, and I could almost feel the tingle of her own orgasm building. She moved her hands under Rita’s hips, curling her palms over them and pinning her there, while shifting her own hips, gently humping the bed herself. Her head moved up, and I saw her tongue start to stroke the clit at the top of Rita’s bush, a languid oval circling tantalizingly just out of my sight. The kinky red hair there swayed as if a breeze was teasing it, and Rita moaned again, this time louder.Bobbing her head up and down, letting her whole mouth make love to Rita’s pussy, Claire started to run her tongue the length of the dripping slit, bottom to the clit at the top, bathing it with a slow, building motion. Rita touched the side of Claire’s face, then turned to look at me again. Her smile was full of joy, both at the carnal sensations and being able to share it with me. Her eyes closed again, her belly quivering with another rising climax.This time I saw a glittering spray of her waters, glinting in the sunlight from our windows, then trickling down Claire’s cheek. “Unnnh…f-f-f-fuck!” Rita’s voice was louder now, and she grunted with each new spurt of her sweet juices, even as my wife caught them on her tongue and swallowed every drop she captured. She was also moaning in time to her gentle licking, and it looked to me like she barely restrained herself from a pussy lapping frenzy, licking Rita with all she had. I longed for more squirting orgasms from Rita, watching my blonde girl clean up the sweet juices, the both of them enjoying their illicit and completely pure Sapphic lust.Claire pulled away and turned over, laying the back of her head down in the middle of the towel with a squishy sound, and Rita turned over too. On all fours, her sopping wet cunt over my wife’s face, she lowered it into her, humping Claire’s mouth, letting my wife’s tongue and lips and fingers caress and stroke her, and now her moans almost shook the walls, and more of that sweet wetness escaped, spurting onto Claire’s tits, trailing rivulets of musky juices onto the peaks of her nipples, and I watched them trickle down into the valley of her breasts and across her throat as she kept licking and sucking.“Fuck! Aaah! Fuck, Claire!” Rita arched her back again, almost sobbing with release, this time grinding her hips on Claire’s mouth, pressing her flaming red bush and the gash beneath into her, and Claire responded with faster, almost frantic licking. Two of her fingers slipped inside Rita’s hole, started to finger her in time to her humping.I heard a rush of wetness, and a stream of pussy juices washed over my wife’s mouth and face, running down to widen the pool her hair was soaking in. Rita let loose a low, sensual moan, as Claire wrung another orgasm out of her. After several moments, still trembling, Rita lifted herself off my wife’s face, and collapsed on her stomach, a satisfied expression on her face.Claire turned and kissed her, and got off the bed, Rita’s loving ejaculations dripping down her face, onto and between her breasts, and down past her navel. Her hair was dark with wetness, and smelled of the redhead who had just squirted all over her. She came over to me, glistening with Rita’s offerings, thick with her own scent and Rita’s mingling in the air. I grabbed her from where I sat and pulled her onto my lap, overcome with lust and a burning desire to take her now.She lay on her back across me, wonderfully wet and fragrant, and I started lapping up the juices Rita had left behind, running my hands across her naked body and spreading the lubrication all over her, before burying my fingers inside her and kissing her hard. The taste of Rita on her lips was wonderful and sweet and beautiful, and it took only seconds for Claire to cum, using her free hand to grab my hand and push my fingers all the way inside her. We kissed through her orgasm, and her ecstatic moans filled my mouth and the room.Barely finished, Claire rolled off my lap and onto her knees, grabbing almost desperately at my belt and pants, and loosened them just enough to yank them down to my ankles. Her eyes were hungry, and lit up when my hard-on was revealed. She grabbed my dick, and dove face-first into my lap, mouth and lips working faster than I’d seen her do in years.In a passionate rush, she sucked me hard and fast, bobbing her head much more rapidly than what she had done with Rita, and I couldn’t hold on. I grabbed her shoulders, and thrust upwards, letting hot cum jet into her mouth as she moaned and sucked and swallowed, gradually slowing as the last of it trickled out. A wordless moan issued from my mouth in response.I noticed Rita watching us with obvious interest, lying on her side and fingering her slit lazily. When my balls were finally emptied, she came over to both of us, kissing first Claire, then me, on the lips. She knelt next to my wife, running one hand down her back and gorgeous buttocks. Both women looked happily exhausted, and I also felt drained.Rita was the first to speak actual words. “Thank you, Claire. Loved letting him watch…”Claire looked up into my eyes and smiled. “So did I. Probably need to change the sheets again before we go to bed, though.” She didn’t look one bit disappointed, though. “We’re all going to need a shower, too.”“Mmm-hmmm. Which of you ladies wants to go first?”Rita winked. “She said shower, not showers, and there’s room for all of us. Right, Cee?”We all fit inside the shower, and I realized it wasn’t big enough for four after all, but the three of us were just right. There is nothing like a shower with a beautiful, horny woman. Sharing the stall with both was incredible. We took turns lathering each other up, rubbing up against one another in leisurely foreplay, trading kisses amid washcloths and shampoo. Claire and Rita traded off soaping my back and my front, then each other. We were completely clean, and refreshingly, astonishingly feeling dirty.Rita’s petite, muscular frame and Claire’s more voluptuous build were the perfect matched pair, and I wanted them both in that instant. In a three-way hug, I felt my way to both of their asses, and slipped a finger inside their pussies from behind. Claire blushed and moaned, and Rita grabbed me, held me for a long, lingering kiss. Their soapy hands had me hard again, and they took turns jacking me off, one washing my back while the other lathered me up and rubbed my cock some more, playing with my testicles and shaft, all but ignoring the swollen head. Whenever I was close to cumming, they switched places, a sexy and frustrating take on edging. On Rita’s third turn, she held my cock with one hand, and ran the center of her palm in a rapid circle on my glans. Claire hugged me from behind, rubbing her slippery breasts against my back, and I came hard, the first squirt hitting the underside of Rita’s breasts, to her evident delight.Claire nibbled at my earlobe. She whispered, “Maybe my dear husband would like a nice threesome…” Rita overheard and nodded before pressing her lips against mine in a wonderful, deep kiss. I felt wrung out, which I guess I was. “We should wait, my sexy girls. I need some food first.” Rita agreed, nodding even as she rubbed up closer to me. Reluctantly, we rinsed the soap and cum away, got out and dried off. Claire had replaced all the towels in our master bath, too, and I thanked her with a kiss. Dressed again, we stripped the formerly fresh sheets off the bed, and I carried them to the washer and started them, while Claire and Rita put the last clean and dry set on the king bed.Bill got back around two with steaks and fresh fruit and veggies, as well as a sack of red potatoes we all knew would go well with the meat. He cooked the steaks and some potatoes, and we were all very eager to sit down and eat. It was very good, and I helped Claire with the leftovers. Bill bought an apple pie, which we enjoyed a la mode, chatting over coffee.“So, what were the three of you busy with?” It was clear in his eyes that he knew most of it, and was eager to have it spelled out for him.Claire described it, from the moment he left for downtown Seattle, her housecleaning, washing the sheets they’d rutted on last night, and listening to Rita and me doing the same. Bill’s interest was very definite, and his eyes flicked over to me and Rita. I knew the feelings he was having.When she got to her epic pussy-eating session, and the playing and showering afterwards, he was very pleased. “I wish I’d been able to watch.” Turning to me, “The three of us had a great time in bed one weekend, but we never bahis şirketleri quite got around to me getting to watch Claire’s oral talents used on Rita.” I noticed that his erection was beginning to bulge in his pants. I wondered if he or the girls had noticed me peering at it.Rita chuckled. “Bill, that’s because you insisted on having your dick in one or both of us the whole time!”“Can you blame me?”I certainly couldn’t, and the rest of the room agreed with me.“So, what’s next?” That was Bill, and I had several things in mind. It must have shown in my eyes. He smiled, and got up from the table.“I’m going to change and go outside for a bit. Claire, you have a wonderful deck, and I’d like to spend some more time with it before I leave in the morning.” The double entendre was clear, but it was the second portion of his statement that made the most impact.A look of mild surprise wandered across Claire’s face. “Why so soon?”He chuckled. “That business meeting downtown this morning was fairly serious. Not for me,” he hastily added. “Emergency back in Chicago. They wanted me to fly out today, and I told them I my flight was late Sunday afternoon. They sprung for the difference, but I have to be out of here early for a Sunday afternoon meeting.” With that, he headed upstairs.Rita leaned over to me. “You should be out on the deck when he gets downstairs, baby.” My wife nodded in agreement, and both of them looked very eager.Next, Claire leaned in and whispered, “He and Rita were all over each other Thursday night, and you know what’s been going on since yesterday morning between us, and with you and Rita.” She sat back, hands folded in her lap. “I think he’s really interested in spending a little more time with you. In you. After all, you got to watch me licking Rita’s delicious snatch, and you owe us.” She peered at me with sincere covetousness deep in her eyes.The thought was very attractive, and the fact that Claire understood and wanted me to have him again made it even more imperative. I got out of the chair and headed out to the deck, removing my shoes and socks before stepping out into the waning daylight. I tried to count the number of times I’d shot my load so far this weekend, but I couldn’t keep the figures straight in my head. It had been a long erotic odyssey, and we weren’t done.The sliding glass door whispered on its track, and Bill stepped out, sliding it shut. He’d changed to shorts and an AC/DC T-shirt, which I found oddly appropriate. My thoughts wandered to earlier this morning when he was gone, and realized this was exactly what I needed.Bill noticed my gaze, eyes barely open and looking at him with deep, abiding lust. He chuckled, a throaty, hungry sound, and I knew at that instant knew he wanted it as much as I did. “So, you got to watch Claire and Rita? Claire sure can eat pussy…” His tone was appreciative and more.“I did, and she can… Rita told me Claire promised she would.” Even now I found the vision of my wife, with her tongue and lips probing Rita’s cunt, shrouded with her kinky auburn curls, stunning. My pants were stifling around my erection, and I tried not to look down, or stroke myself. If Bill weren’t here, I would be jacking myself off right here on the deck reliving the whole episode. “You know how good she is at cocksucking,” I said lightly, “and I’ve heard that carries over to anything oral.”“It sure did for you.” Bill loosened the button and zipper, and let his shorts fall off his hips to the deck, revealing once more his cock, which was semi-hard; there were no briefs, just the corduroy fabric sliding off his hips to the deck. My eyes were riveted, and as I watched, he thickened in the last of the sunlight, growing and becoming firm in anticipation, ready for us. He stepped out of them and whipped his shirt off, standing gloriously naked there in the ruddy light, inches from me. I’d been busy the last two evenings with Rita, and even with that I felt like I hadn’t had my thirsts satisfied nearly enough.He stepped over to me and we kissed, him naked and me in bare feet. I gripped his ass, pulled him forward into me and felt him, rigid and hard as steel, against my awakened erection, and moaned around his tongue. I disengaged, and pulled my clothes off swiftly, letting them fall beside his. “I want us both naked.”Bill nodded and we gripped each other’s hard-ons, slowly jacking each other off as our tongues met again in a fervent open-mouthed kiss. Even with the blowjobs and his anal pounding of my once-virgin anus, we’d never put our hands on each other that way, and it felt amazing and sinful, dirty and sexy in a way I’d been prepared for all weekend. We stood there in the growing twilight, groping and rubbing and making out. I was ready to burst already, and our hands working drove me even closer, but I didn’t want to get that far yet.Pulling away, panting, I looked at him. “Bill, I don’t want to just jack each other off. I want to fuck. I want you fucking my asshole again, want to feel you pounding me, your cum spurting inside me. That’s what I want.” Not giving him a chance to say anything, I turned and bent over, braced on the redwood railing, looking out onto the valley below in the fading glow of the sunset. I spread my legs, ready for him. “Bill, fuck me.” I wondered if the girls were watching us, and that thought sent a thrill up my spine and made my knees momentarily weak.His footsteps were deceptively light behind me, and he wasn’t immediately there. I was a little disappointed at first, then I heard him unwrap a condom and the sound of him sliding it down his rod. The tip of the condom was cool with the lubrication, and he moved forward, spreading my anus, pushing into me again for the second time in as many months. I moaned quietly as I felt his shaft slowly, surely, move inside me, smoothly penetrating me, until his black pubes brushed against my naked skin.“Ahhh, fuck Bill…” Having his rigid cock inside me felt wonderful, more wonderful even than I had admitted to Claire the morning he had taken me. I loved fucking Claire, sucking and fucking with Rita and watching Bill deep inside my wife, fucking her so well, with such familiarity after so many years. All of these thoughts made me even harder, and I felt his hands on my hips, gripping me as he started a measured, rhythmic thrusting. The sensation of his erection moving inside me drove another earnest gasp from me, and I faced down and back.Even after our extraordinary weekend, all four of us playing naughty and intimate sexual games and satisfying unspoken urges, I was still horny as hell, eager for more. I’d let Bill fuck my mouth on Thursday night, gotten an incredible cocksucking from him in front of the ladies, and fucked Rita most of the past couple of days. Even my wife had gotten some time, and my cock in her pussy. I saw Bill’s bare feet behind and between mine, his knees and calves flexing while he fucked my ass.Even after all our playing, I yearned for this too, and felt no shame over the hunger I had for the slow ass-fucking, the penetration he was giving me. Bill started to pick up speed, plowing inside of me, and he squeezed my buttocks with each thrust, tightening my hole. It felt divine, and I wanted him to keep going. I imagined how he must look from behind, his buttocks clenching with each push forward into me. I wondered how many men he’d fucked this way, but didn’t really care so long as he kept fucking me right now.The tempo of his thrusts picked up slightly, and I gasped in ecstasy. “Fuck me, Bill!” My voice was louder than I intended, but he clearly heard me, as he sped up. My erection was straining, almost vibrating in time to Bill’s cock, fucking me out in the open air. If anyone on a neighboring deck or yard cared to look, they could watch me, bent over with another man’s cock inside me, and I didn’t care if they all saw me being the bottom, being the receptacle for his raging fuckpole, pounding my ass. His groin started slapping steadily against my butt cheeks, and I wanted him to cum, to fill my ass with hot semen.“Oh, fuck! Fuck me Bill, fuck me! I want you to fill my ass, feels so good, fuck me fuck me fuck me fuckme fuckme fuckme…” The words spilled out of me faster, in time to his speeding cock, and I felt myself ready to cum. He grunted, air puffing out of his mouth with each thrust, and I could tell he was ready too.I didn’t expect it when I came. Neither of us was touching my dick, but the tremors were unmistakable, and I felt semen stream out of me. I watched in fascination as I ejaculated spurts of creamy white fluid onto the deck. Bill came at that instant, and I felt his cock flex and clench inside of me, and the wonderful feeling of his jism coming out into the condom, his muscular shaft pulsing rhythmically as his moans joined mine and he emptied his balls.After a moment, his hands pushed me gently forward, and I felt him pull out, his glans exiting me, sliding free. He stroked my back, then padded across the deck, slid the glass door open, and I assumed he was headed to the half bath to wash up. It was all I could do to keep standing, leaning heavily on the railing, my chest heaving with a hunger for air almost as deep as my lust for Bill’s cock. I wondered how long that would last, then I felt a loving and very feminine hand on my back.“That was fucking hot…” Claire breathed the words in my ear, taut with desire. “God, I wish I’d watched the first time I let Bill fuck you… I think I would have sucked your cock while he did you.” She kissed me on the cheek, then continued on down my neck to my shoulder. Then, more gently, “You look tired, baby. You want to join me in the hot tub?” I glanced over and saw Claire had left her clothes inside. I nodded, and she helped me into the steaming water, then joined me.Rita stepped outside too, and slid the glass door shut before striding over, discarding her clothes and slipping into the water on the opposite side of me from Claire. “Bill sure knows how to fuck, huh?” She grinned, her brilliant white smile still visible in the growing gloom, before kissing me passionately. Claire showed a proprietary grin, then took over. I put my arms around them, and felt passion rising inside me, even though I was still weary from the great ass-fucking I had just been treated to.Rita and Claire stroked and petted my cock, trying to comfort it back to wakefulness. Two pairs of full, mature breasts slid against my chest, and I wished I had enough energy to fuck them both. Rita whispered in my ear, “I loved watching him in your ass, loved the two of you cumming at the same time. I think I loved it as much as you did!” Her lips brushed against my earlobe, and I felt her tongue flick out and trace the outline of my ear.Claire kissed my cheek. “Fuck, baby. I wanted to suck your cock while Bill fucked you, and make you cum.” Her face was swallowed by the deepening shadows, but amusement was clear in her tone. “I saw you didn’t need my help.”I just nodded, and both women snuggled in to me, letting their hands roam over me, kissing me on the lips and my chest. Rita sucked on one of my nipples, and I moaned as she continued, rubbing her breasts with one hand, while the other encircled Claire and stroked her soft bottom in the steaming tub.“Pity that Bill’s leaving in the morning.” The sheer lust in Rita’s voice made it clear it wasn’t a pity at all.Claire’s hunger echoed hers. “We’ll just have to think of something.”Bill came back out, still naked, and settled into the other side of the hot tub. “I have to leave really early, so I’ll be up at four and out of the house by five. Just arranged the Uber for Sea-Tac.”Rita disengaged herself from me, and went over to Bill. “Do you want me tonight, Billy? Last night here, and I can make it memorable…”“No, not tonight. I need some actual rest before my flight. The two of you should sleep in their bed.” He looked at me. “Next time, I want you to fuck me and cum in my ass, let the girls watch right next to us.” Bill laid his head back on the rim of the hot tub and closed his eyes.Rita retreated, bookending me with Claire on my right, and put her arms around me. “Guess we have our sleeping arrangements already figured out.”Claire slipped one leg over mine, and slid over, straddling me the way Rita had already done so many times over the weekend. “Our bed is big enough, and Rita and I already know our way around it, and you. Besides, I think we both have some ideas for waking you up in the morning.”It sounded wonderful.

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