I don't know how long I slept, but when I awoke it was to the smells of wine sautéed scampi, and pasta with marinara sauce. Sniffing lightly, I also detected the smell of freshly chopped bell peppers and avocado, which I knew were part of the fresh salad ingredients I'd bought while shopping with Red earlier. What caught my attention next was far more alluring, not to mention surprising.
I walked into the kitchen quietly, clad in sweat bottoms and a t-shirt. From the kitchen counter I could see the large sliding glass door overlooking the rental's beach front deck. Between myself and the living room, however was a large, overstuffed couch, from which I heard two distinctly differing low moans. I saw the top of Red's head bob up briefly and then settle again to another deeply erotic vocalization. Softly, I tiptoed to a chair set off at an angle from the couch that made it possible for me to see what was transpiring without attracting too much attention. Settling down as quietly as possible, I observed Red mounted between Kaye's thighs, gently fucking the shorthaired blonde housewife with a flesh toned strap-on dildo. Kaye and she were lip locked, that much was evident , but Red's long auburn hair hid me from view.
Kaye's legs were wrapped around Red's waist and she was fondling Red's left breast with her right hand while her left gently ran through the hair at the nape of my sweethearts neck. I could hear the soft sounds of country music coming from the boom box that Kaye had brought and I wondered, bemusedly, what George Strait would think of all of this.
Red's head dipped lower as Kaye offered her a nipple to suck and Kaye sighed loudly; her hips rocking softly with Red's thrusts of the strap-on, her head lolling to one side. Her eyes opened slightly and we made visual contact. I motioned her to silence with a finger to my lips. She smiled sweetly, even as her body rolled in unison with Red's and she nodded slightly to indicate she understood.
"Ohhhhhhhh baby, yesssssssssss...", she murmured. "Deeper... Ohhh fuck yes, that is so fucking lovely..."
"I'm glad you like it...", confessed Red, thrusting deep and slow, speaking in a husky whisper.
"Ever since you sent me that video of you masturbating, Kaye, I've wanted to do this to you."
Kaye moaned as Red continued pumping her pussy with long, deep thrusts.
"I can see why Mac is so taken with you.", Red continued softly, and the sounds of the two women pleasuring each other began to take their toll upon my re-awakening member. Kaye looked at me again as she fastened her hands upon Red's wonderfully curvy ass; splaying her cheeks as she pulled Red's artificial phallus deeper still within her.
"Ohhhhhh fuck, Kaye... That feels soooo good.", Red gasped as Kaye teasingly circled her rim with a finger.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm...Mac told me you like ass play...", Kaye confided.
"Ohhhhh yes... not always. But he makes me so hot I'll take it anywhere he wants to put it.", she acknowledged. " And I really love it when he tongues me there..." she said in a low, husky tone, as she leaned close and kissed Kaye again.
"Ahhhh the plastic wrap trick, right?", Kaye chuckled lightly, between kisses, using one hand to point unobtrusively to the table wherein our dinner salad was indeed covered with Saran wrap. Kaye winked at me and made a little "lickey-lickey" gesture with her tongue. I smiled and gave her the "okay" sign, quietly retrieving it. Moistening one side with my saliva, I turned it over to cover my mouth as Kaye again splayed Red's sweet cheeks, exposing her tight, pink, puckering anus. Stealthily, I snuck up on Red as Kaye distracted her with a deep and passionate kiss. In response to Kayes anal teasings, Red raised her ass slightly and I began licking her hole through the cling wrap.
Red stiffened with a "What the ...?", as I slowly and deliberately buried my tongue in her glory hole.
"Ohhhhhhh bloody hell!...", she exclaimed, and began fucking Kaye harder and faster with deep, short strokes. Kaye pulled up her knees so I could maintain my tongue fucking as I leaned over the edge of the couch; my face buried in Red's crack, her cheeks clenching as she ground her hips faster and faster. Kaye matched her rhythm and both women began their vocal ascent to an explosive orgasm. Faster and faster they fucked. Deeper and faster and deeper and faster went the dildo into Kaye's sweet honey pot, even as my tongue swirled in, out and around; in, out, over and around Red's rim.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Ohhhh! Ohhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhmyyyyyygoddddddddddddddd!!!!!!!!!!!", Kaye screamed as she was fucked senseless by the lovely redhead mounted upon her.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fffffffffffuuuuuuuuucccccccccccckkkk!!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh FFFFFFFUUUCCCKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!", squealed Red as the dildo's clit stimulator and my anal probings brought her to a thundering climax. She collapsed in a heap upon Kaye's heaving breasts, her hungry mouth gently kissing Kaye's neck.
"Mmmmmmmmmm...", Kaye sweetly sighed, as she cuddled Red close; one hand gently squeezing the redhead's ass cheeks, while the other stroked through her long auburn tresses slowly as she kissed her forehead.
"Wow, that was sooooooooooooooo goooood...", the blonde princess confessed of her first one on one coupling with another woman.
"Mmmmmmmm hmmmmmmmmm...", breathed Red, as she softly teased Kaye's left tit.
"Next time you fuck me with the strap-on though.", my sweetheart playfully suggested.
"Ass or pussy?", Kaye teased, clearly agreeable to the proposition.
"Whichever Mac isn't fucking or sucking...", Red giggled, as she pulled the plastic wrap slowly from her ass. "Oooh that tickles.", she observed, as she winked, blew me a kiss, and handed it to me to dispose of.
Returning from this menial task, I found the two of them cuddling and fondling each other sweetly on the couch, the glistening strap on discarded on the floor next to them.
"If the two of you are done 'getting acquainted',", I said warmly, "Perhaps we can enjoy this fine meal you've prepared."
To say that our meal was a short one is a gross understatement. Both women sat themselves down at the table without bothering to put on even a shred of clothing. In fact they insisted that I also dine sans clothing. The food and wine were devoured in record time, amidst the double entendre's, the long stares, the ogling of each other, and a playful game of three way footsies. Leaving the dishes on the table, the three of us returned to the bedroom.
