undefinedA Holiday to remember, Prelude.
It was a late booking, the Mediterranean in September, a cooler time so we reasoned. Jenni and I had known each other for some many years. She had always been a great fuck and had the figure and tight pussy to attract any man. The hot sex we had shared had, over the years become less surprising. Not only that with advancing years my cock rarely swelled fully to perform as it once had, and now, more often than not I'd be completing the job by hand.
I don't suppose I'm any different to any other bloke, I appreciate that it's a rare occasion when a woman comes on a cock every time and more often than not a bit of masturbation is called for. But I also know women have a lot of desire that is unfulfilled, that could be, given a little trust, but separating sex and love is for them more difficult, probably cos they never get the chance to fuck around like men do who simply satisfy their sexual needs. If a woman offered a bloke a shag, it's a done deal, but seldom the other way round.
Anyway, I felt we had a secure enough relationship to pursue a bit of fun, especially as were not getting any younger and maybe a holiday destination was a place to find that. It had been several months since we booked the holiday, but things since then a few things had changed.
I'd watched how cuck on sex sites was so erotic, it turned me on to think about Jenni being the subject of a good fuck with another man, and made my cock so hard I'd often cum in my pants fantasising it was Jenni getting her brains fucked out, but more, to watch it made me have emotions I've not experienced before. We began to fantasise together during sex of Jenni having other men, While having sex I'd mention 'how it would be' getting a friend round with a rock hard cock to fuck her. As if in the 'third person' I'd be telling her how her husband was a mug and she deserved the best fucking hard cock for her tight little pussy to suck on.
Jenni responded passionately and it was clear the talk of it turned her on. It was the best sex for ages, but reminded me not to include another woman as she would be jealous and hated the idea of that. Jenni refused to share my favourite porn and this seemed a bit of a blow to my imagination early on, as I'd always fancied a 4 some, but accepting this was a small price to pay for her satisfaction and pleasure. From now on I realised it had to be cucking fantasising and not swapping. I was not into male bi or gay stuff which a lot of cucking seems to include, so a limited selection really, which is just as well as Jenni is 100% straight, or so she says.
We continued for some months like this with the fantasies growing in strength and erotica at each shag. I began asking her questions as to 'if' such a thing 'were' to happen, what limits would she make, putting it too her, if she were to go all the way, would she make him wear a condom, would she let him lick her pussy. She was quite particular, suggesting it to be a stranger, he's gota be clean, preferably shaven, with as fat and reasonably short a cock as possible, which I concluded to be about 6” long by 6” girth. She'd want him to suck on her cunt and rub her ample tits while fucking her, maybe from behind.
What about black? This seemed a no-go area, perhaps because her pussy is so tight, and she did reminisced how a long cock does not suit her, perhaps she thinks all black guys have enormous shafts. Doesn't mind brown she said, well that counts me out I laughed, no mention of white. She asked me what I would get out of it, I told her I'd watch, play with my cock, imagining it were me fucking her, while he gets her ready for me, then when he'd finished, lets me give her a fuck. Things seemed to be going well and I was surprised at just how well she accepted the idea, but it was still, she insisted, strictly fantasy.
This led me to experiment to see if she really could be persuaded to open her pussy for another man's cock. So I bought some toys and told her to prepare for a surprise, I told her to dress for the occasion and wear some sexy stockings and suspenders. As I helped her dress in them she made no objection, in fact she was enjoying it, including me shaving her pussy, all the while I thought she may go cold, but I could tell by the expectant look on her face she knew something exciting was going to happen. I strapped her gently down to the bed and placed the blindfold over her eyes tacking care to ensure she could see nothing. Now strapped to the bed and blindfolded, I enacted the rest of my preparations.
I took my time, stroking her and rubbing her up and lubed her freshly shaven pussy, pausing only to answer the 'alarm' I'd set on my phone and whispering into it as if having a conversation. Having taken the remote door bell button off, I now pressed it, the familiar chimes chirping. Getting up I said I'd have to see who it was, telling her laughingly to wait on the bed, she really didn't have any choice, On my return I sensed she knew what it was happening, as she never enquired as to the caller. As Jenni lay there she unconsciously began to rythmicly raise her hips while slowly rotating her arse, though almost imperceptible, there was no doubt she was turned on.
Making sure she could feel both my hands on her body, I gently pulled a cord tied to the squeaking bedroom door handle, she let out a gasp and pursed her lips, as though knowing someone had entered the bed room. Her legs were spread open, I looked down at her juicy pink pussy lips begging attention, a hint of lube ran down between her cunt lips glistening in the low light. I slowly moved between her legs, placing my hands on her knees, parting them further, kissing her groin while slowly moving my way up until my mouth was brushing her cunt. Grasping her clit between my lips I feverishly ran my tongue on her until her clit became hard, Jenni's hips started bucking in excitement as she squeezed the bedhead rails.
Not wanting her to come too soon I moved a little and I started working my tongue on her cunt, which was now dripping with her juice. Plunging my tongue in her and sucking her now swollen lips I activated my old work dicta phone on the bedside table which I had recorded me wanking some days earlier. Her head turned sharply as if to confirm what she thought, some guy was licking her out while I wanked and watched, just as we'd discussed. As I tried to imagine what she was thinking, laying there moaning, she answered my thoughts as she whispered 'let him fuck me, I need fucking', I sensed she was about to orgasm. The recorder still going I moved between her legs with a fat dildo strapped over my cock and slid snugly into her lubed tight pussy.
Moaning like I'd never heard from her before she started bucking her arse to receive me, groaning with pleasure, her cunt sucking harder, reluctant to let that cock out, 'don't stop, fuck me hard', she whispered, as every stroke of my cock was matched by the same grimace you only see on a woman in ecstasy, her knuckles turning white gripping the bars 'fuck me, come inside me' as she orgasmed, her cunt muscles forcibly sucking the dildo away from my cock as my load erupted. Jenni's orgasm slowly subsided, but for an occasional clench, her cunt drinking every bit of come out of that cock she had so enthusiastically craved.
After withdrawing I crept out and made the door slam while holding a conversation with myself. It took a few moments to remove the evidence of my deception and then untie her and remove the blindfold. I asked how she had enjoyed her erotic encounter, now spent, she smiled with her face a little red and said “was that real”, I assured her it was, she clenched her lower lip with her teeth and flopped back down on the bed sighing 'Fuck, wow'.
The whole episode was so erotic I soon found myself hard again, now all that remained was for me to really fuck her, as me, and what a fuck it was. It was a few days on and I wondered, had she sussed me?, and I was tormented whether she accepted what happened as she seemed so easy-going about it!
Several days later, I considered her thoughts, I didnt want to close an opportunity, nor blow her fantasy, but unable to contain it any longer I suggested it could have been a set up and explained how it might happen, she replied convincingly, 'but it seemed so real', I asked, but what if it had been real, could she actually do it. She laughed nervously, her face blushing, hesitating to answer, then quietly blurted out 'maybe'. It now seemed more than fantasy, but this was becoming a little weird, was she saying 'yes' it could happen, as a fantasy, or did she believe it was real and 'yes' it could happen again. Was she fantasising about a fantasy or not, feeling a touch of horror that I may have opened Pandora's box made me a bit uneasy. It excited me to think of her being fucked, but I didn't expect the feelings of fear and jealousy, that just seem to add to my excitement. I felt compelled to find out if “maybe” was a yes.
The Holiday
The plane journey and connections were laborious, the aircraft door opened, a blast of heat took the breath away, humidity hung heavily as a smell of parched tarmac and baking rock unmistakably betrayed the Med as our location. Following the inevitable helter-skelter connection through endless mountains we arrived at the apartment, the guy reluctantly helping with the baggage was how shall I say, undesirable and equally thankless as I begrudgingly handed him a tip. The days passed as families and a few single woman filled the resort. Lazy afternoons of sitting round the pool were only interrupted by getting more drinks, though Jenni emerging from the water was always worth waiting for.
Her 'economical' swimwear left nothing to the imagination and she seem to take great pleasure in teasing me, and other guys sneaking a peek. After the early mad sessions of sex, it trailed off to 'on occasion' and the elephant in the room of earlier fantasies was not discussed, not least that I didn't want to be seen to be encouraging it to happen lest Jenni took offence and I was still no nearer knowing her true opinion, Strangely, we did not fantasise at all during the holiday sex, perhaps it was because cucking was all to possible now and could become a fantasy realised. so idea's of getting her laid evaporated as quick as the alcohol she consumed so freely. So it seemed it was not going to happen, or at least not this holiday. All in all, we were having a great time, we'd both loosened up and she seemed more relaxed than ever, we had some great food and seen new places. It struck me that Jenni was sizing guys up, in front of me, which I'd never noticed before. She looked at one particular guy for ages, interrupting her gaze occasionally to throw me a smile. Was I imagining this or was she flirting in front of me, and if so why? Was this her idea of turning me on, giving me a message or what. Whatever her motive, it was working, thoughts of a suitable cock fucking her began to form in my mind.
While our occasional sex seemed a little mundane, on the last day she lay on the sunbed giving the come on, there is something un-mistakable about a woman exhibiting availability. I have to admit, seeing her in that revealing bikini turned me on, her 'puffy' labia expanding her gusset was a sight to behold, Jenni's labia clearly visible with a narrow shadow outlining the labia divide, it was difficult to draw the eye away, other than to admire her cleavage, which always seemed deeper with those engorged nipples protruding when wet. Several times I had to turn away to stop staring to prevent an embarrassingly hard cock. Her pose invited other guys to look at her, kinda making me jealous, but strangely inquisitive as to their 'fantasy fuck' suitability, one looked at Jenni for what seemed ages, I glanced across, his eyes clearly feasting on her crotch. Jenni turned her head, winked at me and smiled, as if to reassure me, yes he could look, but that was all 'it' was going to be.
I wondered what was going through his mind, perhaps in his imagination undressing her, drawing her cunt onto his face, licking her out, she, sucking on his thick hard cock that she craved. But, while reassuring, the guys were all partnered and unavailable anyway, 'It' wasn't going to go away. 'We' seemed in control of this, which is quite perverse if you fantasise the opposite, with all its unpredictability, after all, it seems the fear of the unknown that is part of the eroticism.
Jenni packed our stuff for the mid morning flight the next day. Dressing for our last dinner I realised Jenni had not worn the sexy briefs bought for holiday, I took them from the case stretching them across her, put these on, I want to sit with you knowing how sexy your knickers are. She slipped them on in an instant as I fantasised just how easy they are to remove. Having had dinner we sat on the cool restaurant balcony overlooking the beautiful bay as the sun dropped over the horizon. One last drink I suggested, OK, make mine a large vody she said, already half pissed. As I waited for drinks I could see from the bar that a couple had taken her attention and sat down at the same table despite other tables available. I arrived back with the drinks, an oversize Vodka with a dribble of coke, Mike, a guy in his late 40's introduced himself, and his friend Maria as locals to the Island.
Maria was interesting, very fit and a pretty face, her backside was very curvy and complimented her narrow waist and small but firm tits, it seemed apparent she was not a fan of under garments. Her sheer white trousers revealed every nook while her nipples pierced her blouse. She threw her long auburn hair to one side as if to show of her slender neck. Maria related how she lived on the Island and often had friends to stay on holiday. Jenni was enjoying her conversation and after talking a while Maria loosened up and excitedly related in some detail a party she held earlier that year that turned into a wild free for all, how she felt a little voyeuristic watching the show, but not being a swinger she kept out of it, 'as a perfect host should' she added. I wasn't quite sure what she meant but enjoyed her conversation and found myself turned on by her candidness, and posture. Mike, silent to now, interjected and said yeah, but you were gagging for it, you should have let yourself indulge, she turned too Mike laughing, “well you certainly did”. Jenni seemed amused, smiling at Mike with her bedroom eyes and a look that means only one thing before lowering her gaze to a blush. This conversation was now taking an unexpected course.
Mike, I thought, a little ignorantly, seemed to begin his own private conversation with Jenni, leaning over to whisper closely in Jenni's ear and judging by her giggling, being a bit to familiar. Jenni briefely swung away from Mikes attention and insisted I get more drinks in despite my reminders we were only half packed. Not so much a polite request, as an order. Relenting, I went back to the bar to complete a round for us all. Arriving back, Maria had gone, was she coming back I asked, no she has to go and prepare for guests tomorrow said Mike. Are you not a couple Mike?, no, we are very good friends though, shagging buddies Maria likes to call it. It's a pity your home bound tomorrow, we could have shown you around, Maria said she wouldn't have minded spending a little more time, I think she quite fancied you, but only likes guys like myself that have had the chop. I glanced across at Jenni expecting a growl or even a nod of disappointment, but her wayward gaze was evidently one of momentary amazement and bewildered. Just what did she find so interesting. I followed her line of sight to Mikes crotch revealing what can only be described as the fattest cock outline any trousers would struggle to contain. Looking back up her gaze was unmistakeable, she was virtually dribbling at the sight of Mikes cock outline, and I could see why, he was either padded or built like a bed knob. Mike was very relaxed and simply said, I get a lot of that. Sorry, sorry, said Jenni I've just never done that before, I feel so embarrassed, you must think I'm some sort of lonely frustrated woman, but I am pissed. Mike put his hand forward to reassure her, she turned to me as he reached, his hand brushed her bust, she gasped quietly and smiled at him, debt paid, remarked Mike, which caused us to laugh nervously.
This was so erotic, perhaps this holiday is not over. It was clear from her erect nipples Jenni was aroused, as Mikes cock outline seemed now fatter than ever as he adjusted his position toward her. Feeling somehow awkward after gazing at Mikes cock I felt compelled to change my position, would you like another round I suggested as I rose from the chair, “you bet lover boy”, Jenni said sexily, Mike smiled and nodded. I wandered over to the bar trying to hide my own erection thinking whether I should take my time or return and say it's time to go. Jenni was clearly attracted to Mike and it crossed my mind just to watch from a distance, but Jenni's surroundings were far from private for any eroticism. Familiar feelings of jealousy began competing with my lust to see our fantasy fulfilled as nerves kicked in my imagination ran wild. I stood motionless at the bar, how long I don't know, but when I'd gathered my thoughts the shutters were coming down on both the bar and my fears, I glanced over and saw Mikes hand on her leg, a kind of reassuring but sexy touch, as her legs parted a little I knew this was now for real, my heart jumped as flashes of Jenni getting her pussy pumped served to turn me on more. I walked back over, as Mike drew his hand away in a stroking motion and I apologised the bar had shut. My mind was saying 'no', my cock saying yes.
Jenni's face almost smirked as she suggested we go back to the apartment and finish the beach booze off. Mike without hesitation, said great, adding he had a mini bar that needed emptying. Hmm that's my kind of invitation, said Jenni turning to me, are you up for it, 'darling'? Her words almost made me come on the spot, er yeah, I stuttered unenthusiastically, sounds good, let's have a nightcap. Mike led the way, we followed a few paces behind to part of the hotel I didn't know, I whispered, are you thinking what I am. You are 'so' slow she said, let's have a last night to remember!
The key turned, the door opened, she went behind Mike and I knew there was no return now. The apartment was big, sumptuous with a separate bedroom. The door was open and a king-size bed clearly visible with crisp linen. We sat on sumptuous couch, this was clearly no economy suite. Jenni took care to place me on her left as she sat in the middle of a large couch. Mike poured the drinks and disappointingly for Jenni sat in the chair opposite. His reason became clear as his cock showing was now clearer than ever through his shorts as he uncrossed his legs it almost seemed to be pulsating as if fighting for release. I could feel Jenni's breathing hasten as she looked at him, her gaze again vying for his face, but now losing to his crotch. She adjusted her position as though uncomfortable, and gave Mike an unfettered view of her thighs to which he unconsciously licked his lips, his jaw dropped a little as he enjoyed Jenni's exhibitionism hidden from my view.
I drew my gaze away behind Mike and saw that the mirror behind reflected the reason for his eager expression, there in all it's glory was her narrow knickers gusset clamped between her sweet pussy on full view to Mike, her labia looked soft and warm, glistening with moist pussy lube betraying her excitement. Though I'd pestered her to be knicker-less all holiday, no joy. Now here she was with her barely constrained pussy gapping out begging for attention, this was unbelievable, my shy retiring Jenni, gagging for the shag we'd planned only in our fantasies. Was this to become my fantasy or nightmare.
Mike motioned over to me with his eyes, a sort of sideways squint accompanied with a swinging nod, I knew what he meant, I knew what he wanted and I was now a part of him getting it, I nodded back, a little to eagerly on reflection. As he arose and made for the couch Jenni moved closer toward me to give him more room, her warm, soft, cock hungry body pushing against me, seemingly determined to be violated, she placed her hand on my crotch and squeezed gently, I gasped, clamping my hand over hers. Mike sat closely to her, laying his hand high on her thigh as he did so. Kissing her neck, his right hand began caressing her breast as he whispered softly to her, I'm so hot for you I really need to fuck you till you cry for more.
Jenni squirmed in the seat at his words whispering back as Mikes arm enveloped her shoulder and he drew her face toward him as they began to kiss passionately. I felt my cock running with pre cum, her hot body close next to mine as she was being seduced made my heart race. Her legs parted wider as his hand travelled up inside her legs toward her cunt, I looked at the mirror as she let out a cry of approval as his fingers drew her knickers to one side and he touched her pussy lips. Mikes hand clenched her labia and rubbed around in circles caressing her cunt. Jenni's breathing became deeper as she edged further of the couch to give Mike's hand better access. Jenni began a slow, almost imperceptible gyration of her hips in tune to Mikes pussy massage. As they kissed Jenni reached up and undid her halter cord then drew her loose top down to release her bra-less tits exposing them to Mikes increasing lust, Mike anticipating her move quickly clamped his mouth over her expanded nipple, running his tongue around Jenni's areola and sucking on each nipple in turn. Her every move transmitted through to me as she gripped my cock, squeezing pre cum from it making me almost climax. I could feel her breathing, her heart racing, almost her sweet damp cunt clenching on Mikes fingers in anticipation of his fat cock sliding slowly between her cunt lips deep up into her.
Imperceptibly, Mike was on his knees, his hands under Jenni's thighs urging her to arch her back, his head plunged between her legs, lapping eagerly at her swollen cunt, sucking her clit, poking his tongue urgently between her cunt lips and as high up as he could as his cock grew with the frenzy of excitement.
The delight on Jenni's face was evidence of his prowess as he lapped at her juices savouring her taste. Jenni released her grip on me, placing her hands over Mikes head, drawing his face deeper into her soft flesh as her head went back she moaned with delight in a way I never heard her. She lay back with her mouth open, sighing with pleasure. Mike held her now juicy pussy lips wide apart with two fingers and pushed several fingers easily inside her normally tight cunt, Jenni resisted him pulling out as her labia wrapped tightly on his fingers, clinging eagerly to his fingers and stretching out on withdrawal as if losing some treasure. Mike then pushed four of his thick stubby fingers gently in to her, stretching her pussy to its limits as she groaned with pleasure, she seemed almost on the verge of orgasm and responded by releasing a torrent of warm slippy pussy juice which ran slowly down Mikes hand. She turned, gazing at me, with an expression of voluptuous ecstasy on her sun browned face, she whispered, he's going to fuck me you know, will you let him fuck me, like you wanted, I need it so bad: “I want you to get fucked I replied, I want to watch you getting the fuck of your life, see that big bell end slide up your cunt and make you beg for him to fuck you more”, Jenni gasped, smiled, then groaned with pleasure both at my words and Mikes probing fingers, and added “I'm going to anyway”.
Mike stood up, his hugely fat cock now visible down his shorts leg had clear spunk dripping from his bell end glistening in the light and level with Jenni's face. Mike reached forward, undid Jenni's belt and removed her dress, it slid, as if in slow motion, up from Jenni's waist, past her bust and over her shoulders, and fell crumpled to the floor reminiscent of a strip tease show, revealing in mouthwatering stages her beautiful naked body in all it's glory. Jenni sat forward, hooking her fingers into Mikes waistband sliding his shorts down and releasing his huge fat cock from an all to long suffered constraint, it stood at an almost droopy angle, shorter than I expected, but to heavy to support itself fully engorged with the lust he had for Jenni. If that wasn't every inch she had ever wished for, the fattest cock she'd ever dreamt about. Mikes bell end hung there, a bit fatter than his swollen cock, no silicon here then, seemingly throbbing and begging to be touched, Mike held it toward Jenni, inviting her to take it. Jenni wasn't one to give head, but here she was now as she fell to her knees pleading to take this bulging cock in her mouth and suck on it like it were the last dick in the world. Clenching one hand round his balls and the other on his arse Jenni began slowly rolling his bell end round her mouth tasting his fluid. This was surely her total loss of inhibition as his cock disappeared almost to the hilt in her mouth. She moved her head back and forth, rolling her tongue around his cock end faster and faster while she looked up to his face and he looked to the heavens in pleasure. Gently squeezing his balls Jenni guided Mike down on the carpet, Jenni refusing to un-clamp her mouth from his cock, fell to her knees as Mike lay with Jenni between his legs. Her arse pointed skyward, I could barely make out her knickers as her engorged cunt swallowed them. I clenched my cock, slowly stroking it with thoughts of sliding it into Jenni's now exposed pussy, but it may not have been welcome and Mike could not now be deprived of this delicious conquest as I tucked my cock away.
Sensing he was about to ejaculate Mike took her hand from his arse, rose her from the floor and held her close, his cock struggling to go forward, up between Jenni's legs, toward her cunt, while finally nestling between her pussy lips, Jenni's tits pressed heavily on his chest before Jenni swayed to make her erect nipples stroke Mikes bare chest hair. With enviable self-control, Mike turned, hurriedly leading Jenni away from the couch into the dimly lit bedroom.
Laying her gently on the bed Jenni needed no encouragement to assume a position for fucking, as she lay there on her back Mike spread her legs wide and kneeled inside this now open vault displaying all its jewels and treasures. Positioning himself closer Mike began rubbing his dick up and down Jenni's cleft, disappearing slightly between her pussy lips and then up toward her clit. Jenni protested, “don't make me wait any longer, please fuck me, fuck me now, now, please, I want your hard cock inside me”. She looked over at me as if seeking approval, approval or not, Jenni was begging Mike to fuck her, and fuck her hard, I smiled and nodded, whispering in her ear, “it's your cunt, let him fuck your brains out. I want to see you get fucked, your beautiful cunt deserves a good fucking, I want you to get fucked hard with Mikes fat cock sliding up into your pussy, filling you up till you come on it and you suck his juice out. If you let me I'm going to fuck you after”. “Yes, oh yes Jenni says, after Mike's fucked me”.
I sat down on the bed corner, undid my trousers and let my constricted cock back out, I touched my cock, it seemed not to belong to me, every touch was electric, despite not being very hard, the burning in my crotch for sex was making juice run out of me. I must have already come several times in excitement watching Jenni get seduced. Mike placed a hand under each of her legs and moved over her toward him, pulling her half off the bed he slid a pillow under her arse. His thick cock clearly visible he began prodding his enormous bell end at her stretching cunt lips, but his cock was just to thick to go straight in, she cried with expectation before reaching between them in frustration urgently guiding his throbbing cock into her sopping wet cunt.
She arched her arse to meet his first thrust and gasped in pleasure as he sank deep into her. Taking his head in her hands she began passionately kissing him. Then unexpectedly, she gazed at me, reached over and grasping my dick drew me over to her, Jenni ran her tongue around my bell end then started slowly wanking me then gently squeezing my balls. Letting go she rose her legs, wrapping them high around Mike's neck, her hands on his arse, encouraging his every thrust with a pull. I was close enough to feel every push as Mike drew in and out of her, rocking her back and forth, thrusting that enormous bell end into that tight little pussy that I'd shaved clinging to his dick with every stroke while his balls caressed her arse, then Mike began to push harder and faster into her as the pace picked up. The bed rocking, Jenni glanced over at me, her mouth open, her eyes glazed with pleasure, her head back and tits swaying rhythmically with each thrust with hard erect nipples, pulling Mike onto and into her with unashamed pleasure. It seemed every stroke was ecstatic for her as she clenched her lip in anticipation of his next thrust with a quiet moan when his cock reached its limit. Jenni was giving all of herself to Mike and holding nothing back. I listened to the unmistakable sound of wetness of her cunt as Mike pounded her.
By now I was wanking my cock hard and while I could not believe the fucking she was getting I was consumed by the ecstasy on her face with every moment of her pleasure., this must be what drives guys to crave this experience, a heady mix of erotica, loss of control, jealousy, but most of all, seeing 'your' woman enjoy the very sensations she experienced the first time you fucked her.
Seeing the screwed look of agony on Mikes face it was clear he was close to creaming inside her, it was then I remembered he had no protection, Jenni knew, but still she begged him, “fuck me, don't stop, shoot your load into me, fill me with your cum I want to feel your juice inside me, let me feel you explode in me”. Jenni was now holding her head higher, buried into Mikes shoulder as she sank her nails painfully into his arse cheeks. The talk of them both being on the brink of orgasm was too much, I kneeled over her and shot my load over Jenni's tits and let out a moan of satisfaction before collapsing on the bed. My juice ran over her as she placed her hands on her tits and rubbed it into her nipples as though it were the fountain of youth, then squeezing her tits together. Almost simultaneously, Mike groaned, spurting his cum into her swollen wet pussy. That was all she needed to orgasm, feeling his cum shoot up inside her she gasped, groaned 'Arrh' as her body went into a frozen spasm finally erupting into a long sigh of pleasure. I imagined her pussy squeezing the last drop of juice from his balls as Mike completed his final thrust.
After getting back to the room, neither of us had the energy to fuck, we lay there in a trance wondering what it all meant. Jenni turned to me and simply said, 'wow', before falling unconscious. I gently laid my hand between her legs feeling the juices trickle from her, her cunt was swollen like never before and I wished I had the energy to fuck her as I fell asleep.
Mike had left before we got breakfast. I somehow felt relieved as fear kicked in, I had visions of them arranging future meetings. We never spoke about it while travelling home, Jenni just smiled with a look of 'just had the best orgasm of my life' look on her face. Yes, that same look many woman have on the return home. I thought it was funny it had taken all this time to get her to submit to her primal feelings. But now she had, I was strangely fulfilled but turned on still by it, maybe turned on for months, why not. What is apparent is we still love each other just as much if not more, and the sex is better, especially when fucking and relating to the experience. Will we do it again, who knows, it won't be any less erotic for either of us, and she did really enjoy it, so why not maybe, watch this space.
