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Ian and Nichole- BBQ

Nicole’s View

It was a perfect, warm and pleasant day—and perfect for an outside meal with Barb and Quinn. Ian and I were enjoying the day visiting with them and had enjoyed a delicious BBQ. Of course, we had a lot to talk about as usual—and, of course, some of it was on the naughty side.

While Ian and Barb went inside to handle the dishes and cleanup, Quinn and I were handling the BBQ and outside cleanup. As Barb and Ian left she said, “Let’s think about dessert.” We all thought that was a good idea.

As I bent over next to the BBQ to put something back, Quinn said, “Hmm, that’s very hot.” “Huh?” I said, as I stood up again and turned towards him, “the fire’s been out for quite awhile.” “Well, you look pretty hot to me.” “That’s a bit naughty.” “Well, you do look might fine, M’Lady.” “Hmm, well thank you.” I hesitated for a moment, gave him a naughty smile and then said, “Why, Mr. Quinn, are you trying to seduce me?” “No, just trying to interest you.” “Well, what might I be interested in?”

Then he came over to me and as I turned slightly, he got behind me and put both hands lightly on my shoulders—and said, “An honest display of desire?” “Hmmm, do you think that would be okay with Barb?” “Well, I know my wife pretty well—and she wouldn’t mind at all.” He hesitated and then said, “Would you mind if she were inside seducing Ian?” “Well, no, actually I wouldn’t mind—and I know my husband pretty well—and he’d be quite receptive.” “So, then the four of us have found the perfect dessert?” “Ah, is that what she meant?” “Hmmm, well, knowing my wife, I think that’s exactly what she had in mind.” “Hmmm, naughty girl.” “Yeah, that’s one reason I love her so much.”

From there, we didn’t say too much for awhile, as first he kissed me lightly on the back of my neck and his hands lightly caressed me from my thighs to my breasts. (And I copped a feel as I put one hand back and felt his crotch.) And as his attention turned to my breasts, caressing and fondling them nicely, he kissed me again and then gently pushed the straps on my blouse aside and down—was soon caressing my bare breasts quite lovingly from behind.

“Hmmm, what an absolutely lovely, tasty dessert,” he said. And before I could agree, he gently turned me around and kissed me—and we were soon in a very nice deep and passionate kiss. Hmmm. Then he began to slowly loosen my shorty dress-like thing I was wearing. I was soon standing there in my undies, and as I stepped out of them, he continued to kiss and caress me all the way up to my breasts—and was soon delighting my breasts with kisses, nibbles, licks and sucking on my nipples. And my nipples were sending that signal down to my pussy, “Yes, fuck me, please!”

W-E-L-L, it was v-e-r-y nice—but I wanted to also get to know him—and when he paused for a second, I kissed him, then reached out and began to unbutton his shirt, took it off, and caressed his chest gently. I kissed both of his nipples, then I took him by the belt as I sat down on the table bench. He stood there as I unbuckled his belt and helped him out of his trousers. Then I looked at the bulge in his shorts and said, “I think dessert should begin with a lolly pop.” He groaned softly and grinned, and just mumbled, Hmmm.” I slowly and sensually pulled down his shorts and out popped what was a very impressive (humongous?) cock that was rock hard and had a slight upward turn. “Damn, now that is going to make this dessert extra special!”

And I spent perhaps ten minutes enjoying it and showing him how much I liked it. (He seemed to be pretty content with my efforts.)

I was having an absolutely wonderful time with that lovely instrument, but finally he took my hand, gently turned me around and took off my undies—and as I felt the hardness of it up against my butt, I bent over slightly and put my hands on the BBQ counter. And soon I felt it parting my pussy lips—and after wetting it up and caressing my pussy lips with it, I sighed a heavy sigh as I felt him enter me slowly, slowly—and deeper and deeper—with every added penetration a joy of joys—OH GOD! So, so n-i-c-e!!! And as he began to gently pump, I said, “OH Y-E-S! Quinn, YES, YES, YES—that is soooooooo nice!”

After some lovely moments in this position, we changed a bit to where I had my left foot up on a step—and as he entered me again I said, “I like this—a lot. Most satisfying dessert I’ve had in a long time.”

And as we both enjoyed the wonders of intercourse (especially with someone new), he took a couple more intermissions—going out for a couple of seconds and then putting it back in. “Hmm,” I said, “I love re-entry.”

After awhile he lifted my left leg up and held it. And as he also held me at the waist to balance me, there I was on one leg, holding myself up with my right hand on the BBQ counter—getting so nicely fucked. Hmmm.

After awhile, he went out (he seemed to like that—and I liked it too!), gave me a kiss and then sat down on the table bench. He helped me get into a Reverse Cowgirl position with one foot on the bench and the other on the ground. And I voiced a nice “ooooh” as I sat very ladylike on it and took it in (my right leg on the bench and the left on the ground) as I held onto the table top with my hand. Ooooh, Y-E-S!! That cock felt absolutely wonderful as he pumped faster and faster!

After awhile I kind of stood and straddled him in the Reverse Cowgirl position with my legs bent—my hands back on his shoulders. And as he held me at the waist, I bounced up and down. Up and down, in and out—oh so NICE!

When he came out after awhile, I turned around to face him and straddled him with my feet on the ground. He, in turn, leaned back on the table. And soon I was again bouncing up and down as I leaned forward and held onto the table top—and gave him a kiss. Soon I was sitting straight up bouncing up and down again—as Quinn met me with his own pumping.

Then—to my surprise, he somehow was able to stand up—still inside of me—and before I knew it he was holding under my left leg while I held on to his shoulders. And after some lovely pumping in this position (still inside me) he gently set me down lengthwise on the table bench. And we stayed in this wonderful Missionary position for some lovely moments as he held my right leg straight up and pumped away, as I balanced myself with the other leg and my hand on the ground—and we moved perfectly in harmony.

After awhile, he surprised me by going out for a short time and gave me some oral—nice surprise! But soon I felt that magnificent cock enter me again—and we enjoyed this position in different variations. (There was a lot of oohing and ahing, and moaning and groaning from both of us, so clearly we were having a GRANDE time.) About all I could do was put my head back and take it all in—LITERALLY—and wonderfully! (Of course, I almost fell off of the bench at one point!) When we both started to breathe faster, it was time for the “Oh GOD” moments. And as he pumped faster into me and I tried to meet his thrusts while squeezing him with my own build up, we got closer and closer to an orgasm together. When it came, it seemed like there had been an earthquake. Mind blowing intensity!

Finally, he leaned over to kiss me and said, “Thank you. That was a dessert to top off any meal. You are a very sexy, very sensual—and beautifully satisfying woman.” “Thank you,” I said, “And yes—that was better than even cheesecake and strawberries.” “And,” he said, “this has been one Helluva Hot BBQ!” We laughed together in agreement.

After we had cleaned up a bit and put on our clothes, we went inside to look for Barb and Ian.

Ian’s View

Well, as Barb and I went into the kitchen, I had a pleasant feeling—perhaps of expectation. When we got to the kitchen, as I looked admiringly at her in her jeans and the bit of cleavage that showed out of her blouse (I had admired her petite figure long before this), she struck a bit of a seductive pose, smiled, and said, “Do you like what you see?” “Hmm, oh yes, I do very much—you do have a very nice kitchen—and some things are exceptionally attractive and do have a seductive vibe to them.” “Well, some very pleasant things do occur in this kitchen.” “Hmm, like what?” “Well, like dessert.” “Hmmm, I like dessert.” “Well, close your eyes and let’s see what kind of dessert I can offer you.” So I closed my eyes and she kind of backed up to me with her butt. “Oh my—now that does trigger ideas of pleasant things. Are these kinds of pleasant things supported by Quinn?” “Absolutely.” Then she hesitated for a moment and said, “And do you support what they’re doing?” At that point, we both looked out the window and Quinn and Nicole were clearly being rather naughty. “Hmm, rather naughty aren’t they?” “Is that totally okay with you?” “Absolutely.” “In that case, I think you and I should enjoy our dessert together.” “Oh, now, that’s a scrumptious idea.” “Hmmm, yes, most definitely.” Then she turned to face me, put her arms around my neck and said, “I hope I’m as tasty as any dessert you’ve ever had.” “Well, M’Lady, I think that’s a foregone conclusion.” “Thank you.”

Then she looked up and kissed me—and one of the most tasty desserts I ever had was tickling my taste buds—and elsewhere. “Do you enjoy watching Nicole getting it on with someone else?” “Hmmm, yeah, I do.” “Me too with Quinn. How about if we watch them as we get to know each other?” “Hmm, sounds very stimulating.”

Then she turned around to watch Nicole and Quinn, and at the same time snuggled up against my crotch, and said, “Hmmmm, double delicious,”

So, as we both watched Nicole and Quinn, we also began to get familiar with each other. As she snuggled up against me and reached back to feel willy, I kissed her on the back of the neck and began to caress her shoulders and waist—and wherever else I could reach.”Hmmm,” she said. Then I gently and slowly made my way to her front and was soon cupping and fondling two very lovely breasts. “Hmmm,” I said, “I can’t think of any dessert that feels any more delectable.” “Why thank you—feels very nice for me too.”

And it wasn’t long before I was unclasping her bra—and as I gently fondled two lovely bare breasts—and two very prominent nipples, I said, “Oh, my—that is one of the most wonderful feelings in the world. You have beautiful breasts.” “Why thank you, she said,” you’re making them feel very much appreciated.”

Well, after some soft oohing and ahhing, I said, “How about you enjoy watching as I do some exploring?” “Don’t you want to watch too?” “Well, I do like to watch—but right now I’m being distracted by some other lovely thoughts.” “Hmmm. w-e-l-l, okay.” So, I slowly took down her jeans and she stepped out of them. Then, I sat on the floor and turned around and scooted in front of her. She said, “Oh, my. I think I’m going to like this a lot.” “Well, if you don’t, I’ll stop.” “Fat chance.”

So from there, I reached up to gently caress her breasts, caressed her, and softly kissed her tummy. Then I began to kiss all around her panties and thighs. “Hmmm,” she said, “I’m going to have to really concentrate to pay attention to what those guys are doing.”

And as I opened my mouth and gently took her pussy in, she said, “Oh Lordy!” And soon I was kissing and nibbling on her pussy though her panties. She began to moan softly and said, “Oh God, that feels soooooo good!” But soon I was giving her something else to focus on as I very slowly took off her panties and at the same time kissed my way down to her pussy. When she stepped out of them, I kissed my way up her thighs—as she softly moaned her satisfaction. When I got to her pussy, I started at the outside and slowly worked my way—kissing, licking, and nibbling—to her clitoris. When I finally got to her clitoris and began to kiss it, flick it gently with my tongue and take it between my lips, she let out a moaning sigh and said, “Oh, Ian, what a r-e-a-l-l-y nice surprise! Oh God, YESSSSSS!”

And for the next ten minutes or so, I did my best to show her how much I loved her pussy—while caressing the rest of her too. And it wasn’t too long before her breathing became more rapid, she moaned and groaned, and finally, said, “Oh GOD, Ian, OH GOD, OH YESSSSSS’—and shaking all over, exploded with a very impressive orgasm. When she had come down from it, she said, “Oh Ian, that was incredibly stupendous!! Thank you, thank you, thank you!” “Hmmm, my pleasure as well. That was one of the most delicious desserts I have ever had.” “Well, I will be your dessert anytime!!”

Then she said, “The heck with those two for awhile, I need to say ‘Thank you’ for that wonderful orgasm!” Then she directed me to lean back against the counter—and commenced to take down my pants. “Hmmm,” she said, as she caressed willy through my shorts, “I hope I had something to do with producing this very nice erection!” “Hmmm, I have no doubts about that.” And when willy popped out nice and proud, she spent the next few moments doing a very nice job of saying thank you.

Then, she turned around, bent over slightly to hold onto the cutting board island, and said, “I think it’s about time we get serious about enjoying dessert, okay?” “Yes, Ma’m—I like that idea a LOT.”

So, as she bent over, I took a second or two to wet her up, put on a condom and some lube, and placed the head of willy between her pussy lips. “Hmmm,” oh yes,” she said, “put that lovely banana into this very eager cream pie.” Then she added, “Oh my, that really sounds lame, huh?” “Well, you can recite the Pledge of Allegiance and I don’t think it will affect the pleasure I’M feeling at the moment.” “Hmmm, you have a good point.”

And then as I eased my way into her pussy, she said, “Oh, what a lovely point you’re making. Oh God, yes—feels sooooo good!”

Then she looked to her right and was able to see Nicole and Ian, and said, “Hey, would you believe that they’re doing the same thing?” I looked and sure enough, there was Nicole leaning over, looking lovely with her breasts swaying, with Quinn pumping her nicely from behind. “Hmm, what a stimulating sight that is, huh?” I said. “Yeah, it is—but watching them do it and doing it here with you at the same time. Wow, that’s some high!” “Hmm, yeah, it’s nice having wonderful stimulation from two directions.”

And from there we went on to having a most wonderful time of it watching Nicole and Quinn now and then, but focusing on our own stimulation most of the time. She did have a very nice body—and a most delectable pussy—and having intercourse with Barb was fantastic!

Finally she said to me, “Well, I think I’d like to concentrate totally on the pleasures of having you inside of me. So why don’t I climb up on the cutting board and let’s enjoy the Missionary together?” “Now, I like that idea a lot. And let’s turn around this way so we don’t get distracted, okay?” “Deal.” So, I came out and Barb got on top of the cutting board, lay back and spread her legs. After I leaned over to kiss her, I played around with willy on her pussy, caressed her all over—and then slowly inched my way into her. “Ahhhhh,” she said, “oh yes, I like this a WHOLE LOT!”

And suddenly I wanted to echo that sentiment exactly. Being inside Barb in the Missionary position made me realize something rather special about her. It reminded me of the first time I kissed a pretty little thing by the name of Mary when I worked at Dean Witter. (A very long time ago, and still memorable.) Mary had the softest, most delicate lips that I had ever kissed. I realized that this is exactly how I felt with Barb. Nicole has a tendency to squeeze when having intercourse, (and that certainly isn’t a bad thing), but Barb’s pussy felt so light and delicate—like the softest, lightest possible thing that gently surrounded willy. I wouldn’t say that I liked it more than Barb’s—it was just different and memorable because it brought back a pleasant memory from the past.

Barb was clearly delightful and rather different than most women I’d been with. It seemed like the Missionary position brought out of her something more deep, yet gentle, soulful, and expressive. Rather than animated and urgent, as intercourse often becomes, her responses were subtle, yet very responsive—as though she were feeling many little nuances of pleasure and passing them gently onto me. It was nice—very nice. And she echoed my sentiments by smiling at me and saying, “Nice—very nice—almost magical.”

I didn’t say anything, but I smiled in return, and responded to her with soft, gentle caresses that were meant to say, “Yes, I feel the same way. And magical is a good description.” And I hoped that the special feeling I was having she was having as well.

It seemed like neither one of us was in any hurry to have an orgasm—but instead were just enjoying what clearly were very special moments made up of a lovely rainbow of tactile sensations—pleasures gently and softly passing through our senses. And I think we both felt and knew that it was a unique and special experience. We weren’t lovers and did not share a bond of love between us, yet we knew that as a sexual experience purely of pleasure, the connection we were having was a memorable experience. And I guess that does happen sometimes. Well, it wasn’t too long before we were reciting the “Oh, God yes, Oh Jeez” anthem, and were soon moaning and groaning—and exploding with one incredible orgasm.

When we had come down from our highs, “She turned to me and said, “Thank you, thank you, thank you—that was very special.” I concurred.

We went to clean up a bit and Nicole and Quinn soon joined us. As we munched on some snacks, we shared our thoughts, and had a pleasant follow-up conversation.

On the way home, Nicole and I shared our own perceptions.”Oh Honey,” she said, I do hope you had as wonderful an experience as I did. Quinn was fantastic.” “Well, Barb wasn’t so hot really,” I said. “Really?” “No, just kidding. She’s quite a sensual lady and sharing a sexual experience with her was very, very nice.” “Oh, Honey, that’s wonderful. I do like both of them, and hope we will see more of them. And we did.