Foursomes and More… Page 2

  He nodded. “Hell, yes. I’m fine.” He blinked. “That was amazing. You got my attention.” He glanced at Jen. “And my interest. But let’s slow it down a bit.” A small smile crept across his lips as he straightened his now very firm erection. “In case anyone’s wondering, there’s little doubt I’m getting there. The ice is definitely cracking.”

  Crystal skipped across the room to her husband and hugged him tight. “I love you, honey. And this guy will be free to roam soon. I wonder who will get the card that says, Free Jason’s cock for action.”

  Jen laughed. “If you two keep teasing, there may be no need for an icebreaker, but here’s the game. If everyone can sit on the floor we can get this started. Boy girl, boy girl. That’s right.”

  * * * *

  Brett winked at Crystal, who sat on his right as they both watched their spouses. The game had progressed to the point that each player was down to underwear except Jason, who still had his pants on—but Jen had just drawn a card that meant his pants were about to disappear. Jen had him stand and face her.

  “This belt is a bit of a challenge,” she said. She stood on her toes and kissed Jason. They had kissed before, so Jason seemed ready for her. His hands roamed over her buttocks as she worked on his belt buckle.

  “There,” she said, pulling her lips away from his. “Now, let’s get these pants off of you so I can get a better look at what you have for me.”

  Brett tried not to laugh as Jason wiggled his ass while Jen pushed his trousers down over his thighs until they were on the floor and he stepped out of them. He kicked them aside and swallowed hard as Jen reached for his cock, now standing proudly erect and poking out of his boxers.

  “Oh my, oh my, “Jen purred. “Someone’s eager to say hi. “

  Crystal squeezed Brett’s fingers as they both watched Jen slide down Jason’s body until she was on her knees. She rubbed his cock against her cheek and then across her bare tits. “You like this?” she said, batting her eyelashes up at him.

  He nodded. “Oh yeah. But I’m not sure the card told you to do that.”

  Jen pouted. “Sometimes a girl has to read between the lines. Do you see how hard my nipples are?”

  “Yes.”

  “And my pussy is creaming.”

  “Really?” Jason reached out and tapped her nipples.

  “Nice. You have me so wet, so turned on. Do you want me to show you?”

  Jason glanced quickly at his wife and then back to Jen. “Yes.”

  “Good.” Jen stood and slid her black thong over her thighs. “Give me your hand.”

  She widened her stance and placed his hand over her bare mound. His eyes widened. She pushed one of his fingers into her pussy. “Did I lie?”

  Jason shook his head vigorously. “You are sopping wet.”

  “Do you think your wife is, too?”

  “I know she is.”

  Brett watched Jen stroke Jason’s shaft as he fingered her without further guidance.

  “Are you okay if she shows my husband how wet she is?”

  “Yes. Do it, Crystal.” His breathing faltered. “I can’t believe we’re really doing this. But it’s amazing. Go for it.”

  Crystal jumped to her feet, quickly shed her thong and reached down for Brett, pulling him to his feet. She hugged him tight and worked his boxers downward. “I think the icebreaker game is over,” she murmured, grabbing his cock with one hand while using her other hand to guide his fingers to her pussy. “Was Jason right? Am I wet?”

  “Very,” Brett said, easily slipping a finger deep into her vagina. “And hot. And I love how your nipples extend when you’re turned on like this.” He dipped his head and suckled on a dark nipple while increasing the pace of his finger. “You want a quick one?” His thumb found her elongated clit and strummed it lightly.

  “Oh God, yes,” she squealed. “I’ve been wanting this all night. That’s marvelous.”

  When she came down from her high, Crystal rose on her toes and grabbed his cock and started to slide him across her soaking labia.

  “Jesus,” Brett groaned. Through his hazy brain he felt her working his cockhead around her opening. He pulled back a little. “That’s fantastic, but remember,” he muttered, “we use condoms for penetration.”

  Crystal stepped back and blinked at him. “Damn, I was so into it I forgot.” She looked over at Jason, who seemed to be in heaven slit fucking Jen as they stood locked in place. “Guess that’s one lesson for us to remember from tonight.”

  “I can’t say it’s never happened,” Brett said, grabbing a condom. “I’ve been caught by surprise a couple times, but I try to stay focused.”

  “Good that you do.”

  “Looks like my husband is definitely enjoying your wife.”

  Brett chuckled. “And vice versa. She loves to slit fuck.”

  “Ah shit,” Jason yelped, “I’m going to come.”

  “That’s okay,” Jen said, dropping to her knees while stroking his cock. “Come on my tits. Show me what you got for me.”

  “Holy crap! That’s incredible. You’ve got him. Don’t stop.”

  Brett watched the novice swinger spray his cum over Jen’s boobs until they were coated white.

  “There he blows,” Jen chortled, grinning broadly. “Now that we got that first round out of your system, you’ll probably wear me out before the night is over.” Jen swiped at the goo and licked her finger. “Tastes good, too. Though I should probably take a break and clean up.”

  “No need,” Crystal said, dropping to the floor next to Jen. “Let me help.”

  Brett tried to keep his breathing even as he watched the black woman flick her tongue out at Jen’s breasts, cleaning the mess her husband made.

  Jen moaned and clutched the woman firmly to her chest. She peeked up at Jason, who stood over them lightly stroking his cock. “Your wife is incredible. You know that?”

  “I do,” he said softly. “You both are.”

  “Maybe,” Brett said to Jason, “we should let the women play a bit. Looks like Crystal is as much of an exhibitionist as Jen. Let’s enjoy the show. You want another beer?”

  * * * *

  Jen fondled Crystal’s right breast and twirled a dark nipple between thumb and finger. Crystal moaned around Jen’s tit, taking even more of it into her mouth. Jen glanced over at Brett. She then peered up at Jason, pleading for him to understand.

  Nodding, Jason stopped stroking his cock, which stood at full attention. “I’ve imagined Crystal with another woman many times, but this surpasses anything I’ve imagined or talked about.”

  “And we’ve only just begun,” Jen said, running her fingers through Crystal’s dark curly hair. “Enjoy the show, guys. Good God, Crystal you’re going to demolish my boob if you don’t come up for air soon.”

  “Wow!” Crystal gasped as she moved away from Jen’s breast. “It’s been so long I’d almost forgotten how much I love the touch of a woman.” Crystal blinked and looked up at her husband, who still had not moved. “Are you okay with this? You’re my number one lover and always will be, but this is so much fun. Don’t freak out on me. Trust me.” She puckered her lips, inviting a kiss.

  “I do,” Jason said, quickly bending down to kiss his wife. He straightened. “Enjoy. I know you’ve waited all this time because of me. Now I want you to enjoy. Don’t worry about me. I’m going to be okay.”

  “Thanks, honey.” Crystal gave Jen a peck. “We’ll be sure to include you guys. You won’t be left out.”

  “And,” Jen added, “you won’t be disappointed, if I have anything to do with it.” Jen pecked at Crystal’s lips as the men moved toward the kitchen area for drinks and to nosh. “How long has it been for you, Crystal? Since you tasted a woman?”

  Crystal heaved a sigh. “Too long. Three and a half years. Since I decided Jason was the real thing.” She leaned in and whispered into Jen’s ear. “I’m so pleased he’s okay with what’s happening this evening. We’ll have to make sure we reward our guys with some hot pussy before we exhaust ourselves.”

  “We’ll figure something out.” Jen chuckled. “I’m not going to let your husband get away without getting his cock in me. Hopefully he’ll fit.”

  “He will. I’ll have you so ready for him a two-by-four would fit.”

  “Ouch. I think I much prefer the thought of your husband.”

  “No doubt. Now let me get serious about getting to know you much better.” Crystal patted a nearby pillow. “Why don’t you lie down and let me give you a tongue bath?”

  Minutes later, lying on her back, Jen felt like she’d been transported to heaven—at least, to an erotic heaven. Crystal had started with her face and progressed to her neck and breasts. Seemingly each square inch of her upper body had been washed by Crystal’s tongue.

  Jen inhaled as Crystal’s tongue dipped lower to rim her belly button.

  Crystal paused as she’d done a half dozen times before. “You like?”

  It was the same question each time she stopped. Jen nodded. “Delightful. You are making me tingle all over.”

  “Good. Spread your legs more. “We don’t want to wear out the guys’ patience by taking too long. Besides, you look like you’re going to pop if I don’t taste you soon.”

  “You got that right,” Jen said through clenched teeth. “Please hurry. A little bit.”

  Chuckling, Crystal scrunched lower. Jen felt the woman’s breath on her mound. And then the tip of Crystal’s tongue tapped at the throbbing clit.

  “Jesus,” Jen moaned, arching her pelvis. “You’re still teasing me.”

  “Maybe this will help.”

  Jen’s fingers curled into fists as Crystal’s tongue slid back and forth across Jen’s labia. Jen sensed her own growing wetness. She straine
d, wanting Crystal’s tongue deep inside her, yet not wanting to forego this talented tongue’s playfulness.

  “You are so damn wet. And so wide open in anticipation.” Crystal spread Jen’s labia and lapped at Jen’s juices. “Oh,” she squealed. “You taste deeeelicious. It’s been so long. I may never get enough of this.”

  Jen laced her fingers in Crystal’s curls, holding her in place. She ground her hips against her lover’s mouth, nursing a climax that had been building seemingly forever.

  “That’s right. Come for me,” Crystal demanded.

  Jen bucked harder. “Make me come. Put a finger in me. That’s right. Now fuck me. Tongue and finger.”

  Jen locked her ankles behind Crystal back, keeping her in place. “That’s better. Oh God, yes. I’m coming. Swallow. Take me higher.” Jen held her breath. She lurched forward. “Jesus, you’ve got me. I can’t stop coming. Swallow. Swallow.”

  At last, Jen pushed her playmate away. “No more. Not now.”

  Drawing in gulps of air, Jen steadied herself and smiled at Crystal, who was kneeling between her legs waiting for her to recover. “Come here, girl. Turn around and let me do you, too.”

  “Excellent idea. How about a little sixty-nine,” Crystal said, scooting around until positioned atop Jen. “I’m not nearly ready to share your pussy with my husband.” She lifted her head and waved at Jason. “Are you enjoying the show?”

  He nodded with an open mouth.

  Jen groaned when she felt Crystal spread her pussy lips to show her husband.

  “I’m getting her ready for you,” Crystal called out, sliding two fingers in between Jen’s folds. “Soon. As soon as she has my black ass ready for Brett.”

  Jen tugged on Crystal’s hips, blocking out her view of the men. She knew she was more than ready for Jason, and now she’d work on Crystal for Brett. She dipped her tongue into the glistening pussy hovering above her. “Oh shit,” she moaned. “You are a tasty morsel. And you’re hot. You won’t need much help to be ready for my husband—but I’m like you, not quite ready to share.”

  She cradled her arms around Crystal’s buttocks and drove her tongue as far into the woman’s heat as she could manage. Withdrawing her tongue, she swallowed Crystal’s rich cream. “You are so turned on.”

  Jen held on tight as Crystal rocked softly back and forth. Somehow she’d managed to get three fingers in Jen’s pussy and was busy stretching them side to side. Jen closed her eyes—Crystal was sure serious about preparing her for Jason. Jen sighed.

  “I’ve got four fingers in,” Crystal announced.

  Jen tried not to cry out. She knew Crystal’s husband was large, but four fingers?

  “You are so open,” Crystal continued. “I could get my entire fist in. Maybe another time. Do my clit.”

  Jen worked a thumb across Crystal’s clit and drove her tongue rapidly in and out of the woman’s pussy. Crystal’s squeals only served to speed up Jen’s efforts to bring her playmate to climax. She tried but couldn’t ignore the fingers expanding her vagina. Christ, another thrust or two and the woman would have her entire fist in her. It wouldn’t be the first time, but fisting would sap her energy for the rest of the night. Jen slapped Crystal’s butt and strummed her clit faster until Crystal bellowed, withdrawing her fingers from Jen.

  Jen knew her own juices flowed freely again. Both women suckled and swallowed. Both women shattered. They took their time swallowing and cleaning each other, then collapsed. Jen felt like she might be so wide open that two-by-four would actually fit. Jason would definitely fit, and that was what she looked forward to now.

  She stroked Crystal’s buttocks. “Hope that lived up to you expectations. After all these years.”

  “Oh, it did,” Crystal replied, sliding a hand back and forth along Jen’s thigh while planting a little kiss on her pussy. “You’re a talented lover. Did you know you become a deep pink after an orgasm? That’s so lovely.”

  “Glad you like. You’re pretty fantastic, yourself. And you only generate more and more heat the more you come. Hope you don’t scald my husband.”

  Crystal chuckled. “Speaking of husbands. Maybe we should let them have a little pussy. They have been quite patient. Do you suppose they’re ready for us?”

  “I’d be amazed if they’re not.”

  “Why don’t we roll onto our sides?” Crystal said, “and let them cuddle behind us and see if they have anything they might like to slide into us.”

  “Damn, woman, you are creative. A four way sixty-nine.”

  “I want to help Jason get his cock into you. And you can help Brett get his in me. That way we really are sharing husbands. Are you okay with that, honey?”

  Jason and Brett had both already slipped on condoms and joined them on the floor. Jason stretched out behind Jen.

  Jen turned and kissed him briefly. “I think he’s okay with the plan.” She felt Crystal rubbing the head of Jason’s cock up and down the length of her pussy folds. Jason wrapped an arm around Jen and cradled her breast. Jen felt his hips move, adjusting to the angle his wife held his cock, guiding him.

  “Oh wow,” Jen moaned as the large cockhead slowly entered. “Slow and easy,” she cautioned. She tried her best to relax. “More. Jesus, I feel like he splitting me in two. More.”

  “He’s almost in,” Crystal chirped.

  Jason wiped Jen’s brow. She looked at him with wide eyes. “This may be the biggest cock I’ve ever had. At least the widest. Damn.”

  “You’ve got him,” Crystal called out. “Just relax and get used to him. And now it’s my turn. Help Brett fill me up.”

  Jen grabbed her husband’s cock and guided him to Crystal’s entrance. She marveled at the contrast of her husband’s white cock slowly disappearing into the dark pussy.

  “Holy crap,” Jason said, his voice hoarse with emotion.

  Jen glanced over her shoulder to see Jason propped up on an elbow watching Brett pull most of the way out of Crystal and then reseat himself. “You okay?” Jen whispered.

  Jason nodded, ducked back down and began slowly flexing his hips back and forth, driving his cock in and out of her.

  “Oh my, that’s sweet,” Jen cooed. “You are so long, so big. Feels so good.” She certainly hoped her verbal attempts to boost Jason’s ego would help offset whatever he was feeling about Crystal being fucked by another man.

  “So smooth, Brett,” Crystal said. She giggled, placed a palm on Jen’s pelvis and blew on her clit. “This is so cool, Jason. I can feel your cock sliding in and out of Jen. And of course I’m watching it. I never get to see you do me this close. Wow! You are big. And these ballsacks. Do you like me cradling your balls while you fuck Jen?”

  “Yes,” Jason managed to say, thrusting faster and deeper.

  “So deep,” Jen said. “How about you, dear? Do you like it when I blow on your balls?” She heard Brett grunt something and then saw his testicles rising. It wouldn’t be long. The men, no doubt, had been well primed by the show she and Crystal had put on earlier.

  She tapped lightly on Crystal’s clit and the woman immediately bucked her hips, driving Brett deeper.

  “Good God,” Crystal called out, “I’m almost there again. Fuck me, Brett. Jason, fuck Jen harder. Oh God, this is so amazing. “

  Jen felt Jason’s cock bulging deep in her interior before she heard him yell out something unintelligible. And then his hips surged against her ass, driving his cock in and out at a furious pace. He was turning her into mush. Crystal clawed at Jen’s clit and Jen lost track of everything else except the cock threatening to expand her vagina to epic proportions.

  A wail started building in her throat. It wouldn’t come out. She scrunched her body, thrusting against the invading cock. It had to happen. She couldn’t go on. “Oh hell,” she shouted. “Drive me over the cliff. Yes, Jason, you’re making me soar. Keep going. Keep coming.”

  She lost awareness. For a few seconds? For minutes? Slowly she regained her breathing. Her heart steadied somewhat. She felt warm lips on her neck. Jason. He wasn’t just a fuck’em-and-leave kind of guy. She cuddled back against his form. His chest still moved in and out rapidly as he tried to reclaim equilibrium. She felt his cock in her depths. Not as rock-firm, but still there.

  Jen cracked her eyes open. She smiled. Brett had clearly finished with Crystal. His cock had slipped half way out. Crystal’s juices coated Brett’s balls and condom. Brett’s hand rubbed Crystal’s ebony butt with affection. No one made a sound. The room seemed still, almost other worldly.