Firstly, my most humble apologies for taking so long to continue this story. I'd love to give you a really good excuse, except that I don't have one. Life quite frankly got insanely busy.
I've since come up with with a few new story ideas. Hopefully I won't take so long to jot them down!
I hope you enjoy...
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On the balmy summer evening, the two couples, all still naked, sat side-by-side on the long couch. The two women sat in the middle next to their respective spouses.
Sharing laughter and recounting to each other the evening's events so far, their hands wandered over flesh: pausing at a nipple, or a cock, lips, clitoris. Occasionally one would take a sip of wine, and kisses were shared - especially between Lucy and Anita, who were already revved up and ready to go again.
Anita was playfully fondling John's cock, which was still slippery from fucking Lucy. She noticed his erection begin to return. "Not bad, for an old bloke!" she joked.
"It's your expert touch, my love," John retorted.
"More likely the thought of fucking Lucy again!" she replied. But her returned smile, and the easy way that she said it, made it obvious that she wasn't feeling jealous. John said nothing. Anita was mostly right. That, and the thought that this could be an arrangement that would last beyond this night.
"My man feels like he'll be ready soon too," said Lucy, looking into Mark's eyes while stroking his cock. Her lust was welling up in her once more. The anticipation of the main event made her feel like their last fuck was just the first course.
Their exploration continued for a while, until both men were hard again. Lucy bent down, taking Mark's cock in her mouth. She pushed her head down hard against his crotch, taking him in and feeling the tip of his cock against the back of her throat. The whole time her tongue pressed against his shaft, setting off all of his nerve endings from tip to base. She quickly pulled away when she felt her gag reflex kick in, and then slowly started again. Mark was clearly in ecstasy, and his cock was soon fuck-hard.
"Lay down over there," Lucy instructed Mark, pointing to the carpeted open area of the living room floor.
Mark willingly obliged, his erection bouncing up and down as he walked the short distance. Lucy followed him, her hand gently touching his hip. After he had laid down on his back, Lucy dropped to the floor over him and straddled his torso. Her gentleness gone, replaced by passion, she hungrily kissed her husband while positioning the opening of her wet cunt against the tip of his cock. Feeling those sweet pussy lips against him, he probed his tongue deeply into her mouth, and with more ardour as Lucy lowered herself onto him.
Lucy broke their kiss. "I love your cock so much!" She began rising and falling on his cock, and then said, "Join us whenever you want, John".
"You're so wet," admired Mark. He knew there would be no problem with him climaxing again. His wife was so sexy.
"Partly me, partly some of John's cum left over," she stated matter-of-factly. Then she whispered into Mark's ear, "Do you like knowing that my cunt is filled with another man's cum?"
"It's so damned hot!" Mark exclaimed loudly. Before the evening started, he wasn't sure how he would react to John fucking Lucy and cumming in her - but now he would love for it to happen again.
Anita and John enjoyed the show for a short while, John's erection throbbing. "Well?" suggested Anita, motioning with her eyes for John to join in.
John didn't need any further prompting. He took up position behind Lucy, and Lucy leant forward to give him better access. Her heart was thumping and her loins aching from the anticipation.
John worked up some saliva in his mouth and spat a dollop of it onto Lucy's butt hole. Anita was simultaneously horrified and excited at the crudeness of it. But she watched, transfixed, as the head of John's cock pressed against Lucy's crack.
Gently at first and, once slightly inside, with more force, John pressed his weight forward and began entering Lucy's anus.
"Oh my fucking God!" Lucy yelled. "Slowly please John!" She showed an expression of slight pain that was soon replaced with a huge smile as she got used to feeling of being crammed full of cock. "Oh yeah, that's good now."
Soon both men were fully inside her. Mark had thankfully stayed still while John entered Lucy. After a moment of collecting herself, Lucy began rising and falling onto the men's cocks. She was in ecstasy, not knowing whether them entering or leaving was better. They started their own rhythm of gyrations, with Lucy filled sometimes almost only by Mark in her pussy, and sometimes almost only with John in her ass, but then sometimes both filling her completely at the same time. After a few cycles, it was one of the completely-filled times when she came first - quivering at the surreal treatment that these men where giving her. "Oh FUCK!!!" she cried out.
Both men smiled at Lucy's verbal proclamation of her pleasure. John mentally registered that his own pleasure of ass-fucking Lucy was accentuated by feeling the movements of Mark's cock, which was only separated from his own by a thin wall of flesh between Lucy's vagina and anus.
Lucy collected herself after that first orgasm. Seeing Anita sitting apart, looking on and masturbating herself, Lucy called to her, "Come join us! Mark has a spare tongue, I'm sure!"
At first, Anita wasn't sure how she could possibly join in, let alone have Mark's tongue involved. But then she saw it - if she hunched forward like Lucy was on the two cocks, and positioned her pussy over Mark's mouth... Yes.
Soon Mark was presented with the delectable smell of Anita's cunt above his face. He vaguely registered the smell of the sex that he'd had with her earlier. Unlike John's previous display, he'd never tasted his own creampie before, but all regard for "the usual" had clearly left all of their minds. His tongue immediately started dancing on Anita's pussy lips and pushing into her as far as it could.
Anita relished the feeling of Mark's tongue, pushing out of her mind the fact that her ass was pointed directly at Lucy, and within inches. She was drawn back to reality when she felt the warm wetness of Lucy's tongue on the rim of her butt crack. She stiffened a little when her brain had registered what Lucy had done.
Sensing her reluctance, Lucy said gently, "Tell me if you don't want it". Wanting more orgasms herself, but feeling that Anita should be included, she wanted to give her something new from the only position she could right now.
Anita weighed up her own feelings, and realised how good Lucy's tongue had felt, and the silliness of feeling squeamish about it. "No. Keep going," Anita responded.
The men continued their motions, and soon Lucy felt another orgasm mounting. She rode the wave as the men moved in and out of her until the wave broke into a blissful set of convulsions. She was forced to stop licking Anita's butt crack when she came, and gasped as she breathed deeply for air.
When the fog of cumming had lifted, she returned her attention to Anita again. Mark had continued pleasuring Anita's pussy with his tongue, even as he felt Lucy's cunt squeeze his cock when she climaxed. Anita was feeling close to orgasm herself when she felt a different sensation against her anus. Soon she realised it was a finger-tip.
Lucy had licked her index finger for lubrication and brought it to Anita's butt crack. Anita, concentrating too much on Mark's delicious actions with his tongue, decided to forego all of her anal inhibitions, and gave Lucy an encouraging, "Mmmm."
Without hesitation, Lucy increased the pressure behind her finger, until it began to slide slowly into Anita's ass. The sensation was enough to take Anita over the edge, and she started bucking in orgasm. She let out a loud, "Ohhhh!" Her violent movements caused Lucy's finger to move in and out of her anus, which only prolonged her orgasm more. She collapsed on the floor just beyond Mark's head and turned around to watch the other three as she panted for breath.
