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Snow and Blizzard winds

Monday 1/26/2015 into Tuesday 1/27/2015 were bad on Long Island. Not as bad as predicted, but bad enough. Our friend, Angie, called and said she had lost power. My wife, Diane, was not going to let her best friend, workout buddy spend the night with no power. I got in my four wheel drive and drove the 2 miles to her house. Her generator was nearly empty, no fuel was available. She and I decided that she should pack a bag and stay with us. Our generator was ready to go and we had plenty of fuel. Back into the storm we went.

Angie is a little spitfire, about 5'2", 105 lbs, blonde, blue eyed beauty. I have told Dian that I thought she was hot. My 5'6", 130 lb raven haired beauty warned me about our rule of trying to turn straight friends. Also, Jim, Angie's husband might have something to say about it.

Arriving at our house, we got Angie settled in. She called Jim and he read her the riot act. Leaving their home in a storm was unacceptable, the generator would be fine, fuel was available, calling her needy brought tears. This is a side of Jim I had never seen. Although not great friends, we had socialized, played golf on occasion, always seemed like a nice guy. All this coming from a guy at a financial conference in Florida, seems easy to criticize when it is 78 degrees. I thought his actions were bullshit, but kept that to myself.

The ladies were in our family room, Angie settled down. I retreated to my man cave. A few minutes later Diane came down, saying Angie was weeping again. I hate when women cry, I hate it more when Diane expects me to apologize for all men. Here I was heading upstairs to comfort Angie. I noticed she had changed into a sexy, satin pair of pajamas. Assuring her that Jim really didn't think she was stupid seemed to calm her. I told her he was upset with not being able to control the situation, its a guy thing. Again, back to the man cave.

Twenty minutes later Angie came downstairs, telling me Jim called her cell phone, apologized, and stated he wished he were there for her and able to take care of the situation. She thanked me and gave me a kiss. It seemed like her lips lingered a little longer than a normal kiss.

By midnight the storm was really ramping up. A quick check on the generator, doors, and windows had me crisscrossing through the family room. The ladies were into the Merlot and having a great time.

Heading for our bedroom, I was thinking about the snow and clearing our property and our elderly neighbors. Tuesday was going to be a long day.

I was awakened by the soft touch on my cock. Springing to life I took in the manipulation I was receiving. Lips replaced the fingers. Tonguing of my balls followed, I was in heaven. Not wanting to blow, I stopped the licking and moved into a position to kiss some pussy. The reaction was amazing. Thrashing, moaning, pulling my head for harder penetration. When i said we need to be quiet, Angie will hear us, I heard a laugh from behind me. It was Diane laughing at my comment. I was eating Angie's pussy!!! i didn't process this for long and went back to the pleasurable task at hand or tongue. Angie wrapped her legs around my head as she had her first orgasm. She kept bucking her hips as I continued to tongue fuck her. I needed to fuck her, she was like a wild animal in heat. I always thought she would be a great lover, but this was beyond belief.

I had her kneel on the bed, entered her from behind, and fucked her with as much passion as i could. Soon it was just me pounding her as hard as I could. She came again and asked me to slow down. She then reached back between her legs and massaged my balls.

Removing her hands from my balls she told me not to move, she would fuck me. Slowly, oh so slowly she slid her pussy on my cock.

She patted the bed in front of her, inviting Diane to sit her pussy in front of her face. Diane was happy to take a seat. She was tongue fucked to orgasm by Angie. This was more than I could handle. The slow fucking by Angie got me off. I filled her with cum until it dripped from her. I stared to soften and come back to earth, what an amazing time we had.

Diane told me the conversation got around to sex, Angie doing without while Jim was in Florida and no relief until at least Friday. The wine was flowing, a little touch shared between the two of them, a kiss, a deeper kiss, leading to them tongue fucking each other on the floor of the family room. Not satisfied with just a tongue, Angie was hoping for some cock, Diane offered me. Angie accepted. I was quite happy, but mentioned our rule of not turning straight friends. Angie told me that she and Jim had an open relationship. I was shocked. She stated they were swingers, played in the city, frequented the nude beach at Gunnison. We play near home, and sneak in some nude sunbathing near home when we can.

All the while, Diane was fondling my cock and balls, bringing my to attention. It seems she wanted some cock, too. She loves doggy, so we assumed her favorite position, Angie sat near her face to be cleaned up. While Diane ate Angie to orgasm, I fucked her hard and deep. Diane came, followed son by me. We all collapsed in the bed.

Diane said she would love to fuck Jim. Angie told her Jim thought she was very sexy, but wouldn't approach her, not wanting to cross the line into "straight" friends. We all got a good laugh from that.

We slept the sleep of lovers. When we woke Tuesday morning, we showered, ate lightly, then headed out to slow blow, shovel, and clean cars promising to spend the afternoon in bed. Snow is not as bad as I once thought.

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