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Donna and I were just moving from the foreplay part, heading towards the "making love" part, soon to be followed by "fucking". To me there is a difference. The tail end part of the foreplay is usually when we begin telling each other wishes and fantasies that had occurred to us throughout the day. Fantasy thoughts are always exciting and the tales served to take us to that next level of arousal. This night I could sense that my wife wanted to tell me something. She had been so very aroused before we were even in bed and then her body told me more, her pussy was wet and hot to my first touch.

As my knob slipped down along her slit, I said, "what is it babe, you are burning up tonight you are so horny, you must have something to tell me." She groaned a bit, hemmed around even more and then spurted out, "Roger wants to fuck me." I smiled to myself and said, "So what is new? He has always wanted to fuck you; you can see it in his eyes when you are near him." She moved and my knob popped into her and she rolled on top of me and her pussy swallowed all the rest of it, her tits grinding on my chest as her hips began to lift and fall. "Vicki told me today, he asked her to ask me if we could meet them and have a foursome." I groaned a bit. It was not at hearing that Vicki wanted to fuck me but that my wife was so excited about fucking Roger. The thought of her getting fucked by another guy always turned me on. I began driving my cock up into her, meeting her downward thrusts with her hips, perfect unison after years of practice together. But it felt new and exciting each time.

These friends of ours, Vicki and Roger, were a different sort from most of our other friends. Roger had been a lost man for years, divorced twice; an alcoholic who depended on his father to provide him capital to start businesses which all failed. When his father died he became a wealthy man and continued his wasted life except now with money. Then Vicki entered his life and supported him through his withdrawal from booze. She straightened out his life and after living together for a few years, they married. As he emerged from his alcoholic stupor, a few other issues arouse as if to compensate for the comfort he had lost in alcohol. The first was golfing and his golf club, membership in which he had gained from his father. He spent the better part of most of his days at the club. He apparently became addicted to fucking and chased anything in skirts. The golf club was full of widows and divorcees and gold diggers. He was suddenly a man of interest to them, what with all that money; and he used that interest to get them in bed. The third issue was nudity. He loved visiting nudist resorts especially in California where they spent a good part of the winter months. He had even encouraged Vicki to take board one of the first "Nude" cruises. He was a fairly decent looking big man, hung well, but did not resemble a body builder by any means. He apparently just loved being nude with others. Vicki was less taken by it, but did enjoy some aspects of the experience.

Vicki was divorced and pretty much on her own when she stumbled into Roger's life. A big lady, just short of 6 ft.; a pretty face and the neat thing about her I always thought, was that she carried herself straight and tall and did not attempt in any way to hide her height or weight. She had been a model of some sorts as a young woman which probably accounted for her bearing. She did have very big tits. She was an intimidating woman and unless she considered you a friend could appear very austere. She and I hit it off pretty good, we were quite relaxed with each other and often played a little touch and feel at parties. She was a great gal to dance with; she enjoyed rubbing her nice big tits on me. I would slide the side of my chest in between the two lovelies and close my arm over one and massage it to the beat of the music. She was good with her knees; sliding one between my legs while rubbing her pussy on my thigh. We kidded and flirted but had never really gone much further than the dance floor.

I rolled Donna to her back and we were just sort of stroking and enjoying ourselves, and ready for more chat. I whispered in her ear, "Has Vicki indicated she would like to fuck me, or is this just her looking after Roger." A few slow strokes later, "Oh she wants you alright, she likes your style, slow and easy, never flustered and I have given very good reports on how you fuck." A little more intense fucking now as my mind drifted off to what it might be like to have that big titted lady under me. Finally, "good lover; set it up when you feel like it; it does sound like fun. We have not done anything like this for several years, and I would love for you to live out your dream and let Roger fuck hell out of you." That did it, we turned the steam engine loose and we began slamming each other until we blew our loads.

Actually, Donna and I had engaged in foursomes before. But it had been a while. The first time had happened a few years after marriage with a couple we knew very well from high school days. We had just one evening sharing which did not turn out real well. The second and last occasion had happened just a few years ago and had been much more rewarding. We had rented a condo in Maui along with another couple who were also friends of ours. We were together for 2 weeks and it did not take long before we were in each other's beds. One evening after a little drinking and teasing and suggestive comment, I stood up and took the other guys wife by the hand and went into our bedroom. We fucked for about an hour or so, and when we returned to the living room, our mates were at it in their bedroom. Within a few days we were all fucking in one room and in one bed on one occasion. It was exciting and I have to admit that watching Donna get laid was as arousing to me as enjoying some strange pussy myself. We had not experienced swinging since that time and probably because we preferred doing it with people we knew and enjoyed being around and were as interested in it as we were. We had promised each other that if we did fuck others again, it would be as a couple and as far as I knew, we both had lived up to it.

Donna and Vicki had become quite friendly and Donna was over at Vicki's place several times a week. Women seem to be able to talk about sexual matters with each other more easily than men can do. Apparently Vicki kept Donna informed of just about everything that happened with her and Roger. She had snared him and held on to him by "fucking his brains out" as Vicki said. She tried to keep him from other women by wearing him out. And she was not in the least embarrassed to go up to some lady who appeared to have designs on Roger and threaten her. As part of her strategy to keep or maintain control of his curious cock, she also agreed to participate in foursomes and swing sessions. Cruises, weekends away, and down in their California condo were some locations for a group fuck session. I was soon to learn that they did not shy away from doing it at home as well. Roger was very content with lots of money; lots of fucking; a great hot wife; golf and nudity; his world was full. These endless fuck stories told by Vicki to Donna had aroused her interest in getting in the sack with Roger and seeing if he was "as advertised."

A few days later, I was doing some work on my computer when Donna came out of the bedroom and kissed my neck as I worked. She said, "Vicki has asked us over to her place. I am going over and you come over whenever you are finished." I turned and said, "Hell its Saturday afternoon, are they thinking of fucking in this heat?" But then I saw how she was dressed, hot damn. She was wearing a very light terry-cloth halter top and shorts with the vision finished off with high heels. I said, "Baby, the neighbors are going to think you are hooking dressed like that, especially with those heels. George will cream himself if he sees you like that." George was the guy across the street, always in his yard or garden, in his late sixties and very interested in Donna. She said, "Roger wanted me in heels, he says I always give him a hard-on when I wear heels." She was very excited and aroused, ready to experience this energizer bunny of a fuck machine. She said, "Come over soon, I told them I won't fuck unless you are in the house." And away she went.

I had a difficult time concentrating enough to finish off my report. In addition to knowing my wife was about to be fucked by another man, I was having visions of big Vicki waiting to entertain me. And in just a few minutes she was calling me on the telephone. She asked when I was coming over, that Roger and Donna were getting a little anxious and were on the bed already, but no cock in pussy yet. She suggested that I go on MSN and take a peek. I logged on to their address and Vicki was online smiling. The webcam was pointed at the bed but Vicki was blocking it, she moved and I could see Roger lying on his belly between a pair of legs wearing high heel shoes. He was obviously giving Donna a licking and she was close to cumming by the way she was arching her back up at his mouth. Now Vicki appeared again, removing her blouse and bra. God, when those big lovelies tumbled out of the bra my knees banged into the desk top as I jerked upwards. She dropped her skirt to show she was only wearing panties. A big beautiful woman in panties only, apparently waiting for me to please her. She came back on the phone and said "come quickly, for me, not for them".

Vickie met me at the door with just a light wrap covering her body. I made a move for her but she said, "Let me close the door first baby". The wrap was on the floor in a fraction of a second and I was in between her big tits with my hands roaming her great body and our mouths meeting in a tongue filled hello. God I was hard, and she whispered, "I have wanted to fuck you since I first saw you." The other two were upstairs in the "rumpus room" and my arrival had apparently set Roger free to start fucking my wife. Vicki took my hand to lead me upstairs but I held her back for a minute, turned her around and pulled her panties off. She stepped out of them as I stood back and looked at her, her big tits swaying; she stood there defiant and proud of her body. My fingers worked between her legs and she closed her eyes as I hooked one finger up under her pubic bone and fingered her. I could hardly wait to mount and fuck her.

When we got up to the room Roger was hammering away in my lovely wife, his white butt pounding away between her legs raised high above his back, with only one shoe still on her foot. Apparently Roger could maintain a long period of non-stop fucking until he got off. Donna could cum several times even with me slow fucking her, so she would have her money's worth this day. They did not even look up as Vicki lay on the other bed with her arms out to me, her giant breasts hanging one each side of her chest, her trimmed bush framing her juicy wide slit, and her eyes lusting for me. She looked vulnerable and not at all as domineering as she did in normally, she was basically giving herself to me to use for pleasure. I dropped my pants and shorts, lifted off my tee shirt and stood for a moment drinking in the scene, stroking my cock. It was very erotic, a big horny woman waiting for me, another man fucking my wife beside me, her eyes almost glassy and apparently sightless. I heard Donna begin to cum, not sure if it was her first or second one but Roger did not slow his pace at all, intent only on getting to his own release.

I crawled up over Vicki, knees to each side of her body, intent on having a short titty fuck, something I had thought about many times. She was equipped with the perfect set of titties. She smiled as if she read my mind, most likely because many others had had the same desire when seeing her naked. I slid my cock up between the two great soft mounds; Vicki's hands joined mine as we pulled her tits over top, completely burying my shaft. She held them still as I leaned ahead with my hands each side of her head and began to stroke, my cock and balls slipping back and forth on the silky skin. My purple knob peeked out each time at the top of my stroke. My cock was as stiff as a steel rod and ready for a new adventure. She released her tits and bent her head down and I moved my knob to her lips. She flicked her tongue at it and circled the ridge around the knob then slipped her lips over it. She held it in her lips while I held her head and fucked her mouth gently. My cock was nice and wet and fully aroused as I slid my body back down her, dragging my cock and balls over her skin, her breath coming more quickly as I neared her cunt, her legs spreading. I hovered over her great tits; had to taste them, and lifted one up and then the other, holding each nipple for a lick and a suck. I was in sample mode, tasting and trying all of her attributes before entering her cunt. Her mouth was wide open as my body settled over her, her tongue in her lips inviting me to suck that as well. I could tell that Vicki was enjoying my slow and deliberate pace, even as she could hear her husband whaling away in the next bed in his usual jack hammer fashion. As my cock worked its way slowly through her trimmed bush, she whispered, "Fuck me now Jim, I want to feel your cock in me, I want to feel it part my lips and force its way down my cunt hole." She raised her hips by arching her back, her hot slit looking for the knob to swallow. My cock was hard and fully prepared to fill her needs, as well as my own. But I am deliberate and enjoy each such encounter as if it may be the last one in my life and there is no other way to replicate that feeling of a raging cock penetrating the soft velvet tongues of a pussy in heat. I slowly slipped it into her. A groan from both of us as our pubic bones ground together, my cock deep in her, her big tits seemingly covering my chest, her tongue deep in my mouth as I sucked it, and her heels closing and digging into the back of my thighs.

On the bed beside us, Roger was finally losing it, the slaps of belly on belly increasing in speed as he groaned, "I'm cumming Donna, fucking and cumming in your cunt, filling you with my cream, ah sweet Jesus" and a last shout. No sound from Donna, she must have been totally spent as the big man covering her body collapsed down on her jerking and shaking. Heavy breathing the only sound now as Vicki and I sailed on our own voyage, not caring about what our partners had just experienced, totally intent on our own pleasure. And pleasure it was, I had never mounted a big woman like this before and there was something new and different everywhere my mouth, hands or cock ventured. I was still on the long strokes; love to feel every inch of a cock in the pussy, drag it out, wait for her to purse her pussy lips, and then force it back in waiting for her to open again. But soon, the inevitable arrives; the need to plant your seed in a pussy and our need finally came in a crescendo of emotion and sound. I talk all the time when I fuck and I get louder when the sum begins to surge up from my toes. "Ah fuck baby, I have to cum, feel me throbbing, ah sweet Christ, gonna fill you, cum with me, cum with me." Then collapse with my cock still inside her; still enjoying the last strokes after cumming, stroking it on as long as I can. I felt her pussy pulsing and throbbing as well, forcing my softening cock out of her; sort of licking the knob off as it pops out. It was all good.

I finally rolled off of Vicki and at the same time realized we were being watched from the next bed. Roger was just getting up to his knees, his long slippery cock emerging from my wife's pussy. Her hands went down automatically to feel it, then feel her pussy and rub it, then up to her tits, nipples all swollen and red and then smiling over at me. I loved the look of contentment in her eyes and body. She had been building up to it for weeks if not months; that lust to take on something intriguing which in this case was taking on a fucking machine who had expressed a desire to fuck her. And I, without really planning it; had enjoyed the body of a wonderfully built big lady who had wanted and desired me as well.

I looked around the room for the first time. It was obvious it had been planned for just this sort of get together. Big and spacious with two big beds, an overhead mirror that I had not even noticed, heavy dr*pes on the windows and a balcony accessed through sliding glass doors. The balcony was large and pretty well protected from casual viewers. I also noted at least two video cameras and the crowning piece I thought was a walk in shower, what could be called a gang shower, with room enough for 8 at least. The entire setting was erotic. It was obvious to me that we were not the first couple invited for action here. We got up from our beds and entered the shower which exited into a hot tub under a skylight. We showered and soaped and rubbed on each other; a very pleasant half hour or so. There were glasses of red wine for Donna and I. Neither of them drank at all. I spent some time soaping Vicki's big tits, I was totally fascinated by them, did not believe they could be that big and that firm, along with their glorious aureoles and nipples. Donna was nicely stacked, great tits but was no comparison to this pair size wise. Roger and I were starting to get hard again and Vicki pushed me into a corner and told me that for this day at least, I was hers to play with. She must have read my mind because I was thinking of fucking Donna next with the thought of following someone else into her pussy. But there was always later. It was not a difficult decision to change my mind, another bout with Vicki sounded just fine.

Good friends to have in this world. I had a feeling that it would not be our last time together.

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