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Turnabout 2 (mmff)
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Turnabout 2
After that last incredible episode, when you had joined my wife and me,
we began to be feel guilty that your wife
Carla had been left out. After all, it was her incredible acceptance of me,
fucking her, that had made this all possible. She was so delightful, so sexy, so
marvelous that I couldn't bear not to have her enjoy these things with us.
It was clear that bringing the two women together would change
things. My earliest fantasies, or my earliest fantasies after we were married,
was to have another woman with us. When I told Jane that, she assumed that
I meant that I would like to women making love to me, and I could really
deny it, since that seemed such a nice idea. But what I was really thinking of,
and couldn't get her to focus on, was to watch her and the other woman
making love. I have always thought that the most beautiful and sexy thing
ever shown in porno films was two women in a sixty-nine. They seem to fit
together so beautifully. I must admit that I have spent some delightful hours
watching Jane and imagining another woman next to her, nuzzling between
her legs, embracing her, bringing her to her own thighs, their hands slipping
around their thighs, their tongues slipping between the folds....ahh, it is
incredible. It is so erotic. It is one of the surest things to give myself an
erection.
So thinking about the four of us meeting, I thought about them
together, and you and I, and then all the other combinations. It is so difficult
to bring all this off emotionally, that I was scared, but I wanted to try, since I
knew that it would be fantastic if we could make it happen.
We decided that if we met on neutral turf, our wives would be at less
of a disadvantage, and so we arranged to spend a weekend at a comfortable
inn-with-cabins in the nearby mountains. we had two cabins, rather separated
from the others, and only 30-40 feet apart. We first all were together at dinner
the first evening. I think I drank a bit too much wine, but everything seemed
to go very well. Our wives clearly understood that a lot depended on how
they got on together, and they seemed to throw themselves into it, in the end
becoming very chummy. It struck me during dinner that they were being too
much like sisters, and not like the lovers I hoped they would be, but it was so
much better than it might of been, that I could hardly complain.
After dinner, we retired to your cabin, and put on some music and had
drinks. We were having a really good time. The conversation ran over many
different things. Much to my surprise, it was Jane who brought up the subject
of sex. She began to talk about some item in the news which was about some
politician who had been caught sleeping with another woman, and it was
rumored that she 'had not been alone'. It was hard from the stories to figure
out what that meant. Was there someone watching them? Were they with
another woman, perhaps his wife? Was there another man, perhaps another
lover? Jane laughed at the insanity of it. "It was just normal", she kept saying.
"That's what we are doing, no? It makes me think he was a real person."
As if to prove her point, she pointedly went up to you and pulled you
to your feet and embraced in a kind of dance. I had never seen her so
aggressive before, and it made me excited. I looked at Carla, and saw that she
was watching you with a kind of anxiousness. She was so beautiful and
vulnerable. I went to her and pulled her to her feet. For a while, the two of us
danced, moving very slowly with the music, feeling the still unfamiliar bodies
in our arms.
The moment lasted for a good long while, as we each enjoyed the
feelings that it brought. Suddenly, I had a longing to feel Carla's naked body,
and after whispering a request that she hoarsely granted, I began to pull off
her clothes, slowly, one-by-one. Her compact and sexy body emerged. I
remembered vividly the time when you had introduced me to it, allowing me
to touch her, to probe her, to enter her vibrant body. Just touching her breasts
as I held her from the back was almost enough to make me come. Her firm
breasts and taut nipples were very different from Jane's but startlingly sexy.
You and Jane had been watching us, and after a whisper from Carla,
you began to strip off Jane's clothes. I had seen you making love to her before,
but still, it was startling to watch your hands removing her skirt and bra,
holding her breasts, slipping down across her abdomen. All of a sudden I was
full of a desire to watch your fingers enter her cunt, but you pulled her
around and we danced, two couples with two naked women. It was fantastic.
We moved with the barely-audible music, only responding to the soft
thump of the rhythm. At one point, we moved together. The two women
were touching. Jane took the initiative and swung around to hold yours. The
to women embraced. It was relatively chaste, but the sight of their breasts
pressing together was enough to make me very uncomfortable. At the hung
on each other, I began to strip, and you, taking your cue, did the same.
Seeing them dancing together was very erotic. I put my arm around
your shoulder, and we watched them. Looking down, I saw that you were
very erect, and I couldn't resist dropping to my knees and taking your lovely
cock into my mouth for a few moments. I looked up, and although I could tell
that you were enjoying the sensations of my mouth, you were still looking as
your wife and mine began o melt ever closer into each other.
Reluctantly leaving you, I got up and sat on the couch to watch them. I
was glad when you joined me, your hand playing loosely with my cock. I was
thrilled to see Jane urge your wife down to the carpet. Carla was so gorgeous
there. Her hand went almost automatically to cover her cunt. Jane sat next to
her and ran her hands on her body, reaching up to her breasts. She kept
repeating. "Your so soft, skin so soft, so warm,,,so soft.." I had never seen Jane
so completely taken up with her sensuality. I wanted to go down and kiss her,
but I held back, hoping that the two women would come even closer.
They did, indeed, move closer. Jane bent down and took her Carla's
nipple into mouth. Carla stiffened, arching her back. Her cunt seemed even
more full, more beautiful. Jane's hand moved across her stomach, her fingers
slipping into the tightly curled hairs. I watched closely as Jane's finger slipped
between the lips and then curling, disappeared. Carla's body shuddered
again. She pulled at Jane's head until they came together in a kiss. I hadn't
expected that. It was so tender, so passionate, so loving. I think Jane was
surprised, too. Their mouths mingled, linked, their tongues exploring each
other. Jane's fingers probed into her again and again, rubbing against the
thickening clitoris.
It was not long before Carla also lifted her body until she would reach
the dark triangle between Jane's thighs. As her fingers slipped between, Jane
seemed to open up, and at the same time, collapse on the bed next to her.
Carla moved until she could bring her lips, first to the softness of Jane's
stomach, and then her thighs, and, with a sudden motion, she pressed her lips
to Jane's cunt, now open and wet. I wanted Jane to return the favor - I have
always loved the image of two women in a sixty-nine position - but I could
tell she was enjoying herself much too much with the sensation of Carla's
exploring tongue, and she relaxed, letting only her hand explore Carla's body.
I became aware of your hand rather insistently holding my cock, and I
looked down to see yours. I suddenly needed to have you in my mouth, and I
slipped down in front of you, trying to twist - not very effectively - so that I
could still see the women, and took you in. I sucked at you for a moment or
two, and you pushed me away. As I got up, I could see that Jane was
beginning the spasms of a climax. I loved watching her come, and I stopped
to watch, as you did. Carla's head was moving sensually between her thighs,
Jane's hands were holding her tenderly. Her nipples were larger than I had
ever seen them, as she cried out softly.
As she collapsed, I suddenly felt your lips closing around my stiffened
penis, and I looked down. Your eyes were closed, your hand on me, your lips
open, and you let me slide into your mouth. It was an exquisite moment. I
thought somewhat desperately that I would love to hold this moment forever,
and recognized that I often felt that at this moment when Jane took me in her
mouth. I was pleased that it was the same.
Despite my protests, you kept sucking me until I came. I was startled
to see my cum on your lips. It seemed incredibly erotic.
After I collapsed, Jane came up and sat with me on the couch, and we
watched, entranced, as you fucked Carla, delicately, tenderly, reaching an
incredible pitch. I loved to see your cock, that I had loved to taste, buried in
her beautiful body, slipping out through the soft hairs.
I wanted to kiss her there again, but I didn't have the energy, and Jane
and I watched and waited as you came, and then she came. It was an
incredible evening.
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