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The Tender Trap
I was standing in a corner of the upper floor of my home, looking down into the living room where my wife was laying back in the corner of our sofa with her legs spread out below her. One of our friends, Bob, was kneeling at her side, leaning over her as they kissed passionately. His hands were moving over her body feeling her breasts and hips and legs through the robe she wore. His hands went to the belt, untying it in a casual and unhurried manner.
This was Susan's third experience with another man. All had taken place just as this one was happening, following a party in our house. Hopefully this would be more successful than the first two encounters. We were part of a group of friends who in our mid forties were toying with the idea of swinging. So far, there had been a few occasions where a guy and a gal had managed to get alone and fuck each other. But to this point nothing beyond couples had evolved. Susan and I, along with a few of others of our group were hoping for more. Tonight's event was intended to hopefully set the tender trap, and Bob was the hunted one.
Bob had opened Susan's robe, exposing her body clothed only in bra and panties. Susan loved to be undressed and in particular loved a man to bare her breasts and pussy. Bob pulled the robe open and let his eyes take in her body. I could see Susan's excitement mount as he looked her over and she squirmed as his hands went to her bra and sprung the front hooks. He was good, totally relaxed and smooth, not clutching or grabbing while he allowed the suspense to build. Her tits were spread each side of her chest, her nipples jutting out in expectation. He toyed with them with his fingers, his eyes on hers, then casually bent down and licked each nipple.
Susan's first attempt had been with Rod, one of the other men in the group who had actively pursued her, calling her and asking to meet her privately. She had refused to meet him alone but had chosen him one night at our home to linger on after the others had left the party. I was in on it of course and slipped off to bed, ostensibly with too much to drink and leaving them alone. Rod had been very nervous, no doubt worried that I might return, but he soon had Susan stripped and ready to fuck. She made the mistake of sucking his cock for a minute or so, and as soon as his cock touched her pussy, he went off, shooting a stream of cum up her belly and her bush. Embarrassed; he had jumped up and dressed and almost ran out of the house, leaving poor Susan with a very horny pussy. Let us just say that she and I had an incredible fuck.
Bob removed Susan's panties now; she raised her butt to allow him to get them off easily. Susan had wide hips and long legs, and what always fascinated me; a space of more than an inch between her legs at her pussy. I loved to fuck it and was just as excited to watch Bob get it ready for screwing. Once again he sat back and looked her naked body over. Susan was shaking in expectation, lifting her hips upwards, presenting her pussy to be felt, kissed or fucked. Her hand reached for his cock, she wanted it out soon, and she wanted it somewhere in her. Bob let her stroke it through his pants as his own hands began to spread her legs and expose her pussy totally, his fingers rubbing her mound and along each side of her cunt lips. He murmured to her, "no hurry baby, you can have it soon, I want your pussy ready for it first, have to feel it and kiss it first, don't you want my tongue in you?" Susan was writhing with desire and simply whimpered. She did not look up in my direction once despite knowing that I was there.
Her second attempt had worked a little better than the first one, although she tried again with Rod. She had been very horny that night at the party and he was available again. Once again I had taken to bed early, Susan had come upstairs to change and to convince Rod that I was dead to the world when she reported back. She was the aggressive one this time, pulling his pants down and feeling his cock with her hands. He had a big cock and Susan sort of lost herself wanting to do everything at once. I thought she was going to go down on him which probably would have ended things quickly again, but she just pushed him to his back on the sofa and climbed over him. She had removed her panties and lifted her robe up to her hips and settled down on his cock. She removed her robe, her great tits hanging out over his face and began to fuck him. She managed to get three strokes in before Rod came again. Another great fuck for me shortly after.
Bob was down on Susan now, spreading her pussy lips, licking it and sliding one finger in and out her hole. She was growing wilder, her hands holding his head and grinding her cunt all over his face. I thought that she was going to be the one to end this quickly. Bob must have sensed the same because he stood up and removed his shirt, opened his belt and zipper and stepped out of his pants. His cock was tenting his shorts and he had to stretch the band of his shorts to get it over the head of his cock. He had a tremendous hard-on. Obviously in preparing Susan for fucking, he had managed to stoke himself up even more. His cock was bowed up like an upside down banana, except there was a big purple knob on the end. Susan's eyes were glassy as she looked at that raging cock, her legs spreading on their own accord and her fingers pulling at her nipples.
The party had been at our house this night. Earlier that day Susan had invited Bob's wife Donna over in the afternoon to help her prepare for the party. Donna was one of the ladies who had wanted to explore fucking someone else along with Susan. She and I quite liked each other and we had done a little touch and feel on a few occasions at the parties. They had called me at the office to come home early and when I got there, Donna was alone in the house telling me that Susan had forgot something downtown and would be back in an hour. One look at her sitting there with her legs spread and no panties indicated to me that this was all planned. I just took her hand and led her into the spare bedroom and fucked her. It was a bit of a frantic fuck, both rushing it as if it would be our only chance, but quite satisfying. After laying there and kissing afterwards, we started to fuck again. We took our time and enjoyed each others bodies; and were still at it when Susan returned and came into the bedroom to watch me cum in her. She said she had been totally turned on and wanted more than ever to get some more people involved. Donna suggested that she would leave the party without Bob that night to give Susan a shot at him.
Bob now leaned over Susan while positioning his cock for her mouth and said, "Suck my cock a bit Susan, get it wet so that it will slide right up your pussy." That probably would not have been necessary as Susan's pussy was glistening with moisture but she hungrily seized it and brought it to her face. She rubbed her face along it, her tongue flashing out to lick the length of it and then moving to the knob, closing her lips around it and easing it into her throat. I could see Bob's knees shaking, his head thrown back in pleasant anguish still half crouched over her. I heard him mumble "Damn you are good", but then slowly withdrew it with Susan's lips clamped on it trying to keep it in her mouth. But as he pulled that long slippery slimy shaft out, she was ready for what followed and her eyes burning; she spread her legs wide and lifted her knees opening her pulsing cunt for him.
Bob moved between her legs on the sofa, still in a slow provocative manner as if drawing out the temptation as long as he could. Susan was almost vibrating as her eyes trained on his big cock swinging between her legs, reaching for it and pulling it toward her hot cunt. He knelt down between her legs and one hand lifted her butt up and he fed his cock into her in short strokes, advancing an inch or more at a jab. Susan whimpered as he entered her, arching her back upwards for more each time, whispering "fuck me Bob, I want it all". I was weak in the knees myself hearing and watching my lovely wife demanding to be fucked by another man. I had my cock out stroking it in concert with the thrusts of Bob sinking his cock into her; his white ass bobbing and jerking into her; her legs raised straight upwards and then clamping down behind his thighs pulling him in her.
I did not even notice the movement to my side until I felt someone behind me and suddenly a soft hand joining mine around my enraged cock. It was Donna who must have been in the house through it all. Her hands were busy untying my robe and pulling it off of me. I felt her naked tits on my back as her hand returned to begin to jerk me off. She knelt down slowly behind me, kissing my back and ass and back of my legs, then pulling me around to take my aching cock in her mouth. She said, "Let it go baby, I want to taste your hot cum." I pulled her head to me as my cock worked its way down to the top of her throat and I just let it fly in relief. My body jerked and twisted and before I returned to something resembling normal and heard the final cries of Bob fucking my wife Susan down below. There was silence for a while, only heavy breathing at both floors in the house and then Bob's voice, "How did you make out Donna? Did you get him off?"
Donna and I went downstairs both naked; to join our mates in the living room. Susan lay on the sofa, her legs still spread and a pussy full of cum in full view with a very satisfied look on her face. Bob had just stood up; his cock now at half mast but shiny and wet looking. I felt sheepish as I stood there as it was obvious that I was the last one to know the full story. It was I who had turned from being the hunter to being the hunted. It was I, not Bob who had been caught in the tender trap.