All characters are above the age of 18 unless otherwise specified.
This series is inspired by the request from reader Penny and is based partially on true events.
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"How does this one look?" I asked, giving a twirl to show off my whole body.
"Gorgeous. Just as sexy as the last three," Marina answered. She was lying on her stomach on the bed, admiring my nearly-naked body. She was completely naked herself, but her propped-up arms concealed her breasts, so my view was restricted to the round shape of her pert butt.
Marina had originally planned to stay for a week. Then that day happened. The one that had completely changed our relationship.
She had extended her visit for two more weeks. I don't think she really wanted to ever go back home, but obviously she had a family to deal with. I doubt she wanted to drop her life for me. Although I'm sure her husband didn't mind having more time to himself anyway.
And I certainly didn't mind having more time with Marina. Nor did any of the other neighborhood wives.
I had introduced Marina at a brunch meeting just the day after we first made love. Marina was timid at first. She had opened up a hidden part of herself to me, and understandably was shy about sharing that with four other complete strangers.
But predictably, her reluctance melted away as soon as she became turned on. Nadine's expert tongue had drained Marina of her inhibitions (and pussy juice), and my little sister finally was indoctrinated into the world of pleasure I had been experiencing over the past few weeks.
She was a really fast learner too. I had a few weeks' head start, but Marina was already better than me at eating pussy, and she had developed a special bond with Holly. Teacher's pet, I suppose. She did have plenty of practice to get good though....
My husband didn't know about what was going on between Marina and I. We kept our secret exclusively between when he left for work and when he got home. At nights, we were just normal sisters, other than the occasional stolen kiss or quick grope when he was in a different room. Of course, basically every hour during the day, Marina and I had our hands on each other.
We were like teenagers. We fucked whenever we could, I guess to make up for lost time. By day two, we had christened every room in the house. We had stopped wearing clothes entirely at home, just out of convenience. I had gotten to test out my new strap-on (to great success) and the new double-ended dildo had already gotten a year's worth of use in one week.
And yet, Marina's pussy never tasted any less sweet to me. The thrill of making her cum never decayed. I could have stayed between her legs for an eternity, and we were certainly trying our best to test that.
For now though, I was a little nervous. Holly had invited us over to a backyard barbecue she was throwing. Everybody else in our little group would be there. Including the husbands. Considering the travel schedule of Holly and Tonya's husbands, it was rare that everyone was in the same place.
Whenever they were, Holly took advantage of it. It would be my first time meeting all the girl's husbands, and it would also be my husband's first time being introduced into the double life I had been leading.
I was almost certain he would be okay. I hadn't fucked another man, so it wasn't like I was cheating. And what man wouldn't love watching his wife go down on another hot woman? But I still couldn't be sure. Especially when he eventually saw me and Marina.
I took a deep breath, my stomach drawing in. The sexy red one-piece bathing suit clung to my skin, showing off my ample breasts and buxom figure. The back was practically nonexistent, and the tight fabric had a dipping v-line, showing off much of my cleavage. The bottom was essentially a thong, disappearing between my cheeks and leaving nothing of my butt to the imagination. And if you looked really close, a few hairs from my big unkempt bush could be seen on either side of the small strip covering my pussy.
I was pretty sure this was the one I would wear. It was comfortable, and Marina's eyes had lit up when she first saw it. That's the reaction I was going for. At 50, I didn't get the chance to show off my body as much anymore, but I loved taking the opportunity to.
I flopped down onto the bed next to Marina. She rolled over to face me, exposing her bare body. God, those puffy nipples and gorgeous boobs would never become a stale sight. I reached out and cupped one, a perfect handful.
Marina's suit was laid out next to her on the bed. She had only bought one at the store. It was a purple two-piece bikini. It did wonders for her boobs, making them nearly spill out of the top. I didn't doubt for a second that every husband's eyes would be glued to her chest, including my own partner.
"Nervous?" Marina asked, reading my expression. It was so great having a fuckbuddy who actually understood me well too.
"Yeah," I answered. "Just about meeting everyone. And how Mark will react."
Marina stroked my outer thigh with a hand. "You know everything will work out okay."
"I hope so," I sighed.
Marina pushed me onto my back and straddled me in one motion. Her black hair hung down, tickling my exposed skin. She leaned down and gave me a soft kiss on the lips, dissolving all my stress and tension.
She slowly pulled back. "How about I make you feel better?" she asked. One hand had already snuck between my legs and was gently rubbing my clit through the fabric of the swimsuit. "You'll forget all about this."
I smiled and pulled her down into another kiss. "You're so naughty!" I giggled.
"Says you," Marina responded. She tugged aside the top of the suit, freeing my big DD boobs. She slowly moved back on the bed, her head descending towards my sweet honeypot.
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Marina rang the doorbell to Holly's house. She and I were wearing only thin, basically see-through beach dresses over our skimpy bikinis, enjoying the throwback to our college bodies and attitudes. My husband stood next to us, holding the corn-on-the-cob we had agreed to supply. He was in a loose t-shirt and swim trunks, dressing more his age. But Marina and I looked more fun.
The door swung open and Holly answered.
"Hi! Come on in!" she said in that patently chipper and welcoming voice. The only hint of her dominating personality was the short pixie cut of her blonde hair.
Holly had on a loose dress shirt, unbuttoned halfway. Her conservative black bikini top was partially visible, as was the bottom, peeking out from beneath the shirt. Of course she would choose black. She still looked sexy as hell though, especially with those gorgeous legs on display.
I had to stop myself from eye-fucking her right there. Hopefully, I'd be doing the real thing later.
"Thanks," my husband said. "I don't believe we've ever met. I'm Mark," he said, stepping into the house, followed by Marina and I.
"I'm Holly," she introduced herself. "I have heard quite a lot about you from Penny!"
"All good, I hope," he chuckled.
"Of course!" Holly responded. "Why don't you guys follow me out back? We're just still waiting on Lisa and Darren."
Holly escorted us to the back yard. My eyes were glued to her swaying behind, and I could see Marina admiring the view as well. God, I wished my butt was still that firm.
It didn't escape my notice that my husband's gaze had strayed down as well. Obviously I couldn't blame him, and I wasn't upset. In fact, it actually turned me on a little. I hoped it wouldn't be too long before I could see him fucking another woman.
We reached Holly's big backyard. As with all the other houses in the subdivision, she had a pool, but Holly had done an excellent job decorating the rest of her yard as well. A big grill was filling the air with smoke and exuding the smell of delicious meat. There was a long picnic table, presumably where we would be eating.
I saw a few men standing by the grill. One was Nadine's husband, Jon. His dark skin radiated in the sun, and his tall frame made him stand above the other guys. I couldn't help but immediately think about his cock. I had heard it was huge and to die-for, but I hadn't actually seen it. God, did I want that to change.
The second man I didn't recognize, so he had to have been Holly's husband. The last one was noticeably older; he must have been Tonya's husband. He had mostly-grey hair, but otherwise he still looked handsome as hell! He clearly worked out a lot, and showed very few wrinkles. The grey hair just made him look wiser. I had definitely imagined him as a wrinkly old rich dude, so I was quite surprised!
