Sharing In Cabo Ch. 01 free porn video

We're just a normal every day couple. We've never talked about sharing or swapping or swinging or any of that stuff. In fact, I've had some fantasies, but my wife, Marti, is an evangelical Christian who I assumed was staunchly opposed to such thoughts. We've had some tough moments in our marriage, but we've resolved most of them. For much of our marriage, we had a pretty lack luster sex life. There were some years when things were so bad that we probably only had sex a couple of times in a year. Now that things are better our sex life is pretty good. Intimacy is a lot better. So, we have regular sex. It's not wild or crazy, but it's regular and intimate.

We're in our fifties, so that has made things a little more difficult for me. I perform pretty well in the bedroom. I'd guess probably better than average for a guy my age. I'm in good physical shape. I can still have four or five orgasms in a day, but I often need a fair amount of rest in between. Not that I get that kind of opportunity all of the time, but sometimes when we get away for a weekend, it does test my endurance. I'm Don and I'm 57 years old. I'm very fit. I've always been athletic, but the past year I've really made an effort to get in great shape. I'm 5'9" and run around 165 pounds. I'm at 12% body fat and bench press (not impressive for you young guys, but for a 57 year old it's pretty good) 245 pounds. I am very close to my goal of being able to do a set of 20 pull ups. My goal is to always be able to do a set of pushups equal or greater than my age and I've never missed it. This past year I did a set of 71 on my 57th birthday. Most people think I look at least ten years younger than I am, but I do show a few wrinkles and my hair is completely white, but I know guys who had that happen in their early thirties.

Marti is 5'8" and relatively fit. She exercises, but she gained a few extra pounds with k**s and having to be off of her foot for over a year due do some foot issues. She's taken a few of those off, but it still probably fifteen or so pounds over her goal weight. She is hot though. She has nice 36C breasts and everyone thinks she is around 40 years old even though she just turned 55. She has brown hair with just a few strands of gray. Oh, and she still has a killer ass.

Our k**s are all out of the house now with our twins going to college this past fall. So, it has left us more freedom to spend time together.

Because of starting our own businesses, we hadn't really taken a vacation in quite some time. Now that the k**s are out of the house, we decided to take a full week off. We knew we might have to work a little bit, but we scheduled a week in Cabo San Lucas over Christmas break. Many of our clients took that week off and it would be nice to get away from the Colorado winter for a week. We knew it might be busy, but it was the best time for us.

As the day approached, I told Marti to make sure to pack her bikini so that she could make all of the women on the beach jealous. She wasn't completely comfortable with her body, so she shrugged it off as a joke. She hadn't worn a bikini since she was in her late twenties, even then, she almost always wore a one piece. If she wore a two piece, it was as full coverage as can be.

"I'm serious," I said. "You're sexy."

"Yeah," she answered. "Like anyone wants to see an overweight old lady in a bikini."

"You look great. I'll bet you make lots of those women smack their husbands for staring."

She just laughed me off and we went about our packing and planning.

We left on the 23rd of December, all went well getting to the airport and through security. We were a little tired. We had some wild sex the night before in anticipation of our trip and then finally finished packing a little after midnight. We both planned to sleep on the plane for our late afternoon arrival.

I woke to find Marti talking with the guy in the window seat. His name was Pete and he was about our age. He looked to be taller than I am, perhaps even six feet tall. He was generally a good-looking guy and well-groomed for sure. They seemed to be getting along well. When I woke they were both saying that neither had ever been to Cabo and were looking forward to it. They were asking each other what they liked best. Pete's wife had passed away last year and this was her dream vacation that they never got to take. Pete mentioned something odd about he and his wife's sex life and how much he missed that. I thought it was odd for a conversation with a married woman who he had just met.

To my surprise, my conservative wife didn't shy away from the topic. She mentioned that we had revived our sex life over the past year or so and that it had become pretty good and that she'd miss it too if I were gone.

Pete said, "Yeah, my wife and I did everything."

Marti said something to the effect that we did everything too.

"Really?" Pete asked.

It became apparent to me that Pete's everything was probably far more than our everything.

Pete put his hand on Marti's thigh. "Well, I might want to hear more about that."

Marti realized she may have overstepped her boundaries and didn't say anything else about sex. We found out that we were all staying at the same resort. It was the nicest value of what we could find. Pete was a small business owner too. While none of us were poor, we were not independently wealthy, so budget was still a bit of an issue in making that decision. Still we all agreed that from what we had read and heard, this should be a really nice place.

"Yes, and being in the same place might mean that we can do some things together," said Pete.

From the look in his eyes and the wink that he gave Marti and the fact that his hand went to her thigh again, I suspected he had some specific things in mind. I also realized that Marti did not flinch when his hand went to her thigh the second time. In fact, it seemed that she might be flirting with him too. I recalled at least a few times that her hand went to his shoulder or on top of Pete's hand. Perhaps it was my imagination, but the last time his hand touched her thigh, it seemed to linger and perhaps even rub a bit just below her crotch. Because we were leaving out of Denver, Marti had on jeans, but still, it was very forward. A real signal that Marti was getting turned on is when she turned to me and rubbed my crotch quickly, I could see that she was slightly flushed. I also found that I was getting excited because as soon as she touched my crotch, I felt movement in my groin.

We got off the plane and went to the carousel to get our luggage. We got ours and Marti wanted to say good bye to Pete, even though we'd likely be seeing him at the resort. Pete gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Then Marti kissed Pete on the cheek. Then Pete kissed her on the lips and Marti didn't pull back, but kissed him back-no tongue or anything, but still unusual for my wife.

On the ride to the resort, Marti mentioned how nice Pete was and didn't I think so too. I had to admit that he seemed like a very nice guy. I mentioned how affectionate he was toward Marti, and she acknowledged it, but said she was just being polite. I didn't mention his hand near her pussy. I had mixed feelings. I had a little jealousy, but I also wondered if one of my fantasies might happen. I also wondered if that was a fantasy that I wanted to happen. Here I was going from not thinking it could ever happen to thinking that it was happening already and what would I do about it.

We checked into a beautiful room. It was even larger than I had expected with a huge king bed. It had a large picture window facing the pool and the ocean. We were on the first floor on the corner room, so all we had to do was walk out our door and we were essentially in the pool area. It was a huge pool with a transparent wall facing the ocean. The hot tub was on the right as we faced the ocean. It overlooked the ocean, but was partially hidden from view of the rooms by about a three-foot-high wall with a raised garden of plants that extended at least another two to three feet above the concrete walking area.

Before the bell boy had even left the room, my hot wife was removing her clothes. He didn't seem to be disturbed, perhaps he'd seen this behavior before, but by the time he was out the door Marti was completely nude (another real shocker from my wife who is normally very modest). She threw me on the bed and practically ripped my clothes off. This was going to be a wonderful vacation, I could tell already. Marti hadn't done anything like this since the first year we were married 33 years ago. She jumped on top of me and began kissing me with deep French kisses and lots of messy tongue. She kissed down my neck, my chest, nibbled on my nipples and then went straight for my now almost erect penis. She sucked up and down and licked underneath my head. She rubbed my balls as she gave me a furious blow job. I realized that the curtains were wide open, but didn't want to disturb Marti. This was too amazing to stop. Being on the first floor next to the pool people were passing by and looking in. We were sideways on the bed with my feet toward the picture window and Marti's beautiful ass and pussy facing the window for all to see. No one had the guts to stop and stare, but I noticed one woman hitting her husband as he stared in and walked slower than normal by the window. Marti suddenly popped my cock from her mouth and straddled me and slid my cock into her pussy with that only slightly trimmed brown bush on it. I watched her wonderfully large breasts bounce up and down. She squeezed my dick with her pussy muscles and she had me cumming in no time. I tried to slow her down, but she was like a woman possessed. She was still on my cock facing away from the window when I noticed Pete walk by and look in. He did stare for a few minutes and gave me a thumbs up and a wink. I gave him the thumbs up back. Marti was still wiggling her ass on my softening member. She hadn't had an orgasm. Then new event number three happened. She got off my cock and scooted her way over my chest and put her pussy right on my face. I'd never licked my own cum before, but this was so hot, I wasn't about to complain now. I licked my own cum while also stimulating her clit. I wanted her to have an incredible orgasm after the treatment she gave me. She rode my face and wiggled her pussy into my mouth. She was in heaven. Soon she came to orgasm as well. A couple of others had walked by during all of this. Marti suggested we take a shower and clean up before dinner.

Marti led me by the hand to the shower. While the water was heating, she hugged me and kissed me. "This is going to be a wonderful vacation," she said.

"It is already," I responded.

She kissed me again and led me into the walk in shower. We soaped each other up. I massaged her breasts and washed her ass and pussy. She paid special attention to my dick. I got hard again and turned her to face the wall in the shower and I slid my dick into her pussy from behind. I lasted longer this time and I reached around her body to massage her clit. I waited until I felt her orgasm release to let go of my load so we could cum together. After a few minutes of holding her there with the warm water falling on us, she separated and turned to face me smiling. No words, just bright eyes and a big smile. She embraced me and we held each other under the streams of water with our naked chests rubbing against each other. Silently, she walked out of the shower to dry off. I followed, completely satisfied and admiring my wife's beautiful body, amazed by the last hour of sex. She had changed already. I attributed it to the relaxing atmosphere.

We got dressed and went off to dinner. We weren't sure of the attire for dinner, so we definitely overdressed. We weren't formal or anything, but Marti wore a dress and I wore some nicer slacks and a button up long sleeve shirt, which was too warm for the weather and humidity.

We bumped into Pete on our way into the restaurant area. Pete shook my hand, then gave Marti a hug. He then gave her a kiss, which Marti reciprocated. Again, it wasn't a deep or passionate kiss, but it was definitely a real kiss and Marti seemed to like it. We let Pete join us at our table. We talked away about Colorado and the differences between Colorado Springs, where we lived, and Boulder, where Pete lived. We had a friendly argument about which one was better. Pete brought up the fact that Boulder is freer than Colorado Springs.

I asked what that meant, and Pete began talking about different ways that Boulder was more open to different lifestyles and that Colorado Springs was so conservative. That's when it came out.

"For example, sharing is just easier in Boulder."

Marti was oblivious. She said, "But Colorado Springs is a very generous community."

Pete was a bit surprised and realized that Marti had no idea what he was talking about. "This may seem a bit strange, but I meant sharing partners."

Marti was taken aback at first, but then seemed interested. "You mean like wife swapping?" She asked.

"Yes," Pete said. "That's exactly what I mean. My wife and I were not heavily into it, but we did try it a few times."

"How can you do that?" asked Marti. "I mean, you love each other. You are married to each other."

"That's exactly why," answered Pete. "Because we love each other, we wanted to be free and to experience what we wanted. Of course, if she didn't want to or I didn't want to, we wouldn't. It's not something we forced on each other."

Marti was still perplexed. It made no sense to her, but the conversation went on for a while. Then we switched subjects to Cabo and our plans for the week.

Toward the end of dinner, I excused myself to go to the restroom. On my way back to the table, I noticed Pete and Marti in deep thought and conversation. It appeared to be very serious. They hadn't seen me so I paused for a moment. Marti's demeanor changed. She looked pensive, then she smiled. Then she said something and Pete smiled. He leaned over and put his hand on her shoulder as he kissed her as she leaned back into him and kissed him too. I couldn't tell exactly where their other hands were, but they were clearly below the table and at least on each other's thighs. Pete's face brightened even more as they kissed again, and I gathered that Marti might have squeezed his cock.

I returned to the table before they saw me, and they straightened up and laughed. Marti looked embarrassed. They finished dinner with ordinary conversation. Pete went back to his room. Marti and I were still at the table finishing our last glasses of wine when she got a sheepish look on her face. She said, "Don. I don't want you to be angry, but Pete asked me if I would come back to his room for a few hours."

"What did you tell him?" I asked. I wasn't sure if I was happy or upset, but I was nervous.

"I told him..." she hesitated. "I told him that I'd ask you." She looked down into her lap as if she were guilty of something.

"So, you want to?" I asked.

"Yes. I think I do."

"Really. That's surprising. I wouldn't think that you would even consider it."

"I know. A couple of hours ago, I wouldn't have. It seemed repulsive. I think I would have gotten sick if you had suggested it. I would probably have just about killed you. So, I feel awful asking, but I know you've thought of it. You've had to. I know you look at porn and that's a theme right. It's a common fantasy. We haven't talked about it, but I'm sure you have and when you were gone Pete explained more about how he and his wife did it and how much it sealed their relationship rather than broke it. I also have to admit that I find him attractive and he wants me and it's nice to be wanted."

"I want you too." I said.

"Yes, I know you do. That's why all of a sudden I feel secure in this. Maybe it's the vacation. Maybe it's the fact that we just had great sex. I'm not sure why, but I want to try this, but I also feel guilty about it."

I thought for a minute. "OK. It has been a fantasy of mine, but I'm also nervous about it. I'm both turned on and worried, but if you really want to, this is probably the only or at least best chance that we'll have to try. Can I watch?"

"No. Pete thought you might ask that and he's OK with it, but I think I'd be too nervous this first time. I don't think I'd really enjoy it."

"OK, but will you at least use our room. That way I at least feel like you have more control if you change your mind. And if I change my mind, I could come back in and stop it, OK?"

"OK." She said. "Yes. I think if either one of us changes our mind, then we should be able to stop it."

We walked back to our room and I was still a bit nervous. I grabbed a couple of changes of clothes. I wasn't sure what I was going to do while I was out, maybe just a long walk along the beach or a few drinks in the bar. The agreement was that I would give them two hours together. I didn't want them sleeping together the first night and I definitely didn't want to sleep alone the first night on this beautiful vacation. As I left the room, someone closed the curtains, but then I noticed that whoever closed them then moved them open just a few inches. I went to look in and Marti already had Pete's cock in her mouth. Wow. It was happening. I didn't want to look like a peeping Tom so I walked away to figure out what to do.

I headed off for the bar. It was relatively crowded and I was sitting having a nice smooth porter reflecting on being by myself for a couple of hours while my wife was fucking another man for the first time (truly another man as she had been a virgin when we were married) when a young tiny woman sat next to me. She ordered a glass of imperial stout. She commented on my choice of dark beer and I said that she must really like a strong beer. She said she did. She tried every imperial stout that she could find.

She asked if I was alone and I said that my wife had wanted some time alone so I came out to the bar for a drink to give her some space. I wasn't completely lying as my wife is an introvert. I guess she wasn't actually alone though.

The woman's name was Cheryl and she was 22 years old and just graduated from college in June. I noticed she was incredibly fit. She couldn't have been more than about 5'3" and was built like a marathon runner with almost no breasts, but she was super cute. We talked training and athletics. She was more of a cyclist than a runner. I told her that I don't like running and only occasionally got on my bicycle anymore. I preferred soccer, volleyball and lifting. I did a couple of Spartan races, so I just ran enough to allow me to finish. She was a marketing major and just started her first job. They got in late and her husband was tired so he went to bed after they had a quickie. (HMMM. Not sure why she was telling me about the quickie, but OK). They live in Fort Worth. I told her my in-laws lived there so we talked Fort Worth for a while. Her husband wasn't into fitness the way she was, but she got him to workout enough that he didn't get fat. She laughed. She had a really pretty laugh and smile. She had brown hair cut short just above her shoulders. She had on a really tight dress that accentuated her slim athletic figure. I could almost see her six pack in her dress.

We had finished our second beer when I asked if she wanted to go work out. She said she was too tired, but that if I wanted to, I could join her back in her room for another drink or some cuddling.

"Cuddling?" I asked to make sure I heard her correctly.

She told me that she and her husband were swingers and she had come out hoping to find someone to take back to her room. They weren't "experts" but had been with three other couples over the past year. None of the relationships ended up being long term or serious. She and her husband got two beds in their room just in case they found another couple here.

I couldn't believe she was telling me all of this as we'd just met when she held my hand and said, "I've always wanted to have sex with an older guy. You are really hot and I love the fact that you look so fit. It's a turn on for me. I've never been with a guy that's as fit as I am. I love it."

She leaned over and kissed me, placing her hand on my cock as she did so. "So, have you and your wife ever swung?" She asked.

I sort of lied and was telling the truth at the same time. Since Marti was with Pete, I suppose we now were swingers. "Yes," I said, and left it at that.

She said, "good" and held my hand again. She kissed me again. "So, would you like to come back to my room?"

Do I need to think about this? I'm 57 being asked to have sex with a cute 22-year-old while my wife is fucking another guy in my room. I'm no fool. As strange as this day was, I wasn't going to pass this up. My only fear is that having cum twice already, could I make it happen again. I was pretty excited and felt some movement in my pants, so I knew I could get an erection. I decided to take a chance.

Cheryl's room was one building over from ours. They were also on the first floor. Chuck was asleep in the bed farthest from the door. Cheryl led me to the other bed. I was nervous, but excited. I'm not sure if she could tell. We slowly kissed and undressed each other. I spent a lot of time with her tiny, almost non-existent tits. I'd never been with a small breasted woman before and I found it a real turn on. She was so tiny too, so young and so muscular. I kissed and adored her six pack. Maybe that seems weird, but as a fitness buff, it was a real treat. She was still standing next to the bed. I was on my knees kissing her muscular thighs and around her pussy. I kissed all the way down to her feet and asked her to lie back on the bed. I then kissed her feet and licked each toe as well as the soles of her feet. I love the taste of a woman's' feet almost as much as her pussy.

I then worked my way back up to her pussy and began licking and couldn't stop. I caressed her clit with my tongue and then began licking it gently like an ice cream cone. Her hands were on the back of my head.

"oh, Don," she said softly trying not to wake her husband. "oh, wow, oh." At the same time, she was pushing my head into her sweet honey comb. She reached orgasm and her hips bucked on the bed and squeezed my head with her strong thighs. She sighed when it was over. I then crawled on top of her and we cuddled until she was ready to have me inside her. I first rubbed my dick on her clit, then slid it inside her hole. She was very wet and there was no resistance.

"Oh, you're big." She said.

As I had not been with many women, I really didn't know. I had measured myself a few times when using a penis pump or masturbating. My length varies from about 7 ½ and 8 ½ inches depending on how excited I am. Marti can tell when I'm extra big and always mentions it. I knew from reading that I was probably slightly above average, but I didn't really consider myself huge. Perhaps that's from looking at too much porn and those guys with ten to twelve inch cocks.

I continued to move inside her slowly. We stuck with the missionary position. She told me how much she liked it and I agreed that this was fun. She said, "You've never been with another woman before have you?"

I admitted that I hadn't. We were still fucking and it was funny to talk about this while fucking, but I told her what was going on in my room. She laughed. She understood then why I had told her that my wife and I were swingers. She thought it was funny. Then she said, "I'm glad I'm your first. Now, fuck me hard."

I obliged. I fucked her as fast and hard as I could. I almost felt guilty because I was going so hard, but she kept urging me on. "Yes, Yes. Fast. Just like that."

As far as I could tell Chuck was still asleep in the bed next to us. It was difficult to tell because he was facing away. I was pounding Cheryl into the bed when I started cumming. It was an incredible release in this woman I had just met. It was such a new feeling and with a young admirer. I felt a little guilty for releasing before she reached orgasm, but as I had already made her cum by eating her pussy, the guilt subsided. Besides I could still give her an orgasm with my fingers or I could eat her again if she wanted me to.

We lay there together intertwined. We smiled at each other. We connected. That was great. I realized this wasn't just sex. "It wasn't like this with the other guys." She said. "It was just sex with them." It was nice to know that she felt the same way I did.

I told her I felt the same way, only I hadn't experienced another woman before since my wife and I got married. We cuddled and nuzzled. She giggled. I smiled. I squeezed her tight muscular ass. I bit her little nipples. She squeezed my cock and grabbed my ass. I looked at the clock and I had about a half hour left. I didn't want to be late. I also thought that perhaps I'd catch Pete with Marti and get to watch the finale. But, with a half hour left, I figured why not stay and see if I could get in round 2. My 57-year-old cock was starting to stir again, and why not? I was with a 22-year-old woman who wanted me. I rolled her onto her stomach and began giving Cheryl a rim job. I've never done that to Marti, but always wanted to. I feared that she would reject it or think it was gross. Cheryl just moaned with pleasure. I thought about fucking her ass, but that might be too forward for our first meeting, I felt my manhood stirring again, but realized that it my half hour was pretty close to being up.

Cheryl wanted me inside her, even though I told her I had to leave in five minutes. I knew there was no way that I could cum again. She insisted that I slide myself in her again, even if just for her to feel my cock one more time before going to bed. So, I obliged her. I positioned myself behind her so that I could better observe her tight ass. It wasn't big at all, but it was very well shaped for a little skinny girl. I pushed in with her on all fours.

"oh, he's getting bigger," she said.

I did feel as big as I'd ever felt. Perhaps it was her tight pussy with her muscles squeezing my cock, but I felt huge inside her. I reached around to rub her clit. She was now almost screaming even within the five minutes..

"Oh, I love your cock, yes, fuck me. Fuck me."

Chuck began to move and I saw him roll over. If he was asleep before, he wasn't any longer. He had rolled completely over and was watching me fuck his little wife. It just made it all hotter as I continued to pound Cheryl and rub her clit and I could tell she was about to orgasm, so I couldn't stop. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to cum, but she went over the top.

"Yes, oh, yes, fuck me like that, Yeeeeeessssss." She called out as she hit her peak.

I looked over and Chuck was awake. Chuck smiled as our eyes met. I hadn't even been introduced, but there I was completely naked with my cock inside his wife doggy style. Wow. This was only day one of my vacation?

When Cheryl and I had recovered. Chuck said hello and introduced himself. "It seems like you and Cheryl have met." We all laughed. I introduced myself. Cheryl told Chuck she was going to enjoy this vacation and looked at me and said, "Right?" Wow, again. I hadn't had time to think about this being more than a onetime thing, but if Cheryl was offering...I realized I'd need to check with my wife. I really didn't even have permission to do this. I mean, maybe it was implied by her telling me to have fun while she was with Pete. And there was that. She was fucking Pete or at least finishing off. I looked at the clock and realized I was a few minutes late. I got my clothes on and excused myself and Chuck and Cheryl laughed. "Fuck and run, eh" Chuck said.

"Yeah, sorry," I said, looking at both Chuck and Cheryl. "It really was great, Cheryl. I'm sorry I have to run."

She understood and gave me a big hug and a big kiss with lots of tongue before she let me put my clothes on. We exchanged cell numbers and I left with her naked on the bed we had fucked on and staring at me as I left. Chuck was still under the covers in his bed.

I got back to my room and to my dismay, Marti was alone. Pete had already left. Damn it, I thought. Marti was in bed by herself with the covers on, but not asleep. She had that guilty look on her face and her body language was also submissive. She sat up and let the covers drop, exposing her tits to me. "I don't want to talk about it yet," she said. "Fuck me?"

I glad that I hadn't cum with Cheryl on that last fuck. I still wasn't sure I could cum, but I knew I could get an erection. I was sure going to fuck my wife. Thinking of her fucking Pete got me horny again immediately. There was my freshly fucked wife waiting for me. If I wasn't sure before what I would think about sharing her, I knew now. She was sexier to me now than ever before.

We made love for about 45 minutes. We began with lots of kissing and being reacquainted. Then we sixty-nined. Then I fucked her in the missionary position so we could look into each other's eyes. It was clearly a time to reconnect and we both knew it. We both brought each other to orgasm and collapsed on the bed.

"You ate someone's pussy tonight, didn't you?" she asked.

"Yes. I did." I said. "I know I didn't really have permission, but you said to have fun and you were with Pete, so I did. I'm sorry."

She told me she didn't blame me. She asked if I had also got laid and I said yes. I told her about Cheryl and how we met at the bar and that she and Chuck were swingers.

Marti told me that it was exciting meeting with Pete and she pulled down his pants and began sucking on his cock as soon as I left the room, she really wanted him. Of course, I saw that part, but didn't tell her.

Then she said that he ate her pussy and that he played with her asshole (which she never allowed me to do) and then they went to lots of kissing after that. They kissed for a long time, then she blew Pete again to get him hard, but at the last minute, she just couldn't have sex with him and that she felt guilty. She just couldn't let him in her pussy. Boy, did I feel like a jerk at that moment, but how could I know? She seemed so excited about it. How could I know she wouldn't fuck Pete?

She said Pete was very kind and understanding. They talked for a few minutes and continued cuddling and Pete began rubbing her clit, and Pete asked about her ass. He told her he had seen us through the window and loved her beautiful ass. Fucking her ass wouldn't be like fucking her pussy. She told me that she was hot from the kissing and breast play and the fingering of her asshole and the rubbing on her clit that she agreed. Pete had brought some lube just for that purpose and he eased her into it. We'd never had anal before, another thing that Marti had thought was gross before. She said fortunately he was not as big as I am so she wasn't too worried about pain, but it did seem strange at first, but she ended up loving it so we had to try it.

Yep, Twist my arm.

She continued that Pete rubbed her pussy and made her cum while he fucked her ass and came in her ass. Then he cleaned her ass hole up with his tongue, which she loved as well. They cuddled for a while longer and he kissed her breasts and rubbed her clit. She had changed her mind and wanted Pete to fuck her, but Pete couldn't get it up again.

"He's not like my superman," she said as she held my cock and rubbed it gently, knowing I had three orgasms in the past five hours. We went to sleep spooning each other.
----------------------------------------------------

I woke up to an empty spot in the bed next to me. There was a note.

"I changed my mind. I went to fuck Pete. I'll shoot a video for you. See you in a bit."

After rubbing my eyes and thinking for more than ten seconds, I realized I was hot thinking about it.

Knowing that my wife is old enough to take care of herself, I dressed for the gym and went to work out. There were a few people in there at 6:30 a.m. I wasn't sure what to expect at this resort where people seemed to stay up all night partying.

It turned out Cheryl was one of the people who did get up early to workout, no real surprise there, so I went over and caught her doing her hamstring stretches seated on the floor. I pushed very lightly on her lower back to help her out. She didn't even turn around and told me to push harder.

"I didn't push hard enough last night?" I joked.

She laughed. She turned around and kissed me. She went back to stretching, and I applied more pressure to her back. "Tell me when," I said.

I'm also a Personal Trainer in my spare time. It's something I hope to build on in retirement, even hoping to own my own gym at some point.

She let me know when she had enough. She got up to do a standing hamstring stretch and I took the liberty to press my pelvis against her ass. "Stop," she said, but smiled as she said it.

I did stop and let her continue stretching. I went to do my warm up and met her back at the dumbbells about ten minutes later. We did some exercises together, spotting each other on overhead presses as well as some dumbbell bench press and flies. We did a lot of touching, most of it necessary for our workouts.

I noticed Chuck come in and he spent about 20 minutes on one of the recumbent bikes. Cheryl told me that was about all she could get him to do on a regular basis. She also convinced him to do at least some body weight exercises like pushups and pull ups two days a week, but he really didn't enjoy exercise. She could get him out on long walks once in a while. I told her I'd be glad to give her a workout whenever she wanted.

She caught my double meaning, but didn't say anything, she just gave me a sly look.

We finished up our weights. I wanted to stretch after the workout. Cheryl said, "I need to run. Chuck always waits for me to shower with him. That's part of his motivation to work out."

Cheryl left the gym and I watched her tight little ass the whole way. She turned to look at me and gave her ass a little wiggle as she opened the door to leave.

I went back to stretching, and as I was picking out a floor mat for stretching and watching Cheryl's ass leave the building, I noticed that there was some one pulling the mat in a different direction. I looked and next to me was a gorgeous woman, probably 65, but still gorgeous and fit like Cheryl. She could have been a competitive body builder if she was just a little more cut. I must have been staring because she said, "I had it first."

It shook me out of my stupor. She had silver hair and some obvious wrinkles giving away her age, but her body looked like that of a forty year old—a very fit forty year old. She was about 5'7" and I noticed immediately her perfectly rounded tits-not big at all. In fact, compared to Marti they were quite small, but the shape, oh, the shape. And curves? Well, this lady had curves. Cheryl had a little more of that runners build, maybe a little on the skinny side, but this woman had a knock out figure. I imagined her posing for a fitness magazine.

Even as she pulled the mat away from me, I couldn't help but stare. I'm sure she noticed, but she didn't say anything. I felt a little bit like a pervert, but how often do you see a woman that age that hot. I grabbed another mat and did my stretching. I normally stretch for about twenty to thirty minutes. I need it badly as my hip flexors and calves tend to tighten up something fierce any time I sit. Once finished, I went to find my wife.

I got back to my room, but Marti wasn't there. I figured she was still with Pete, so I showered alone. I was hungry so ran off to the restaurant for breakfast. I thought I might find her there, but no sign of Marti and Pete, but I did see Cheryl and Chuck, so sat with them as they finished their breakfast. Mine arrived, but they were almost finished. We decided to meet out by the pool for some reading, working, talking and relaxing. They left and I finished my breakfast alone.

After getting my stuff from my room, I found Chuck and Cheryl by the pool. I moved a lounge chair closer to them, and we read quietly for a while. Chuck is a lawyer and was reading some law stuff. I'm not sure if it was work or just keeping himself updated. He's twenty five and had just passed the bar, so it is important to his career to make sure he is on top of his game.

Cheryl was reading some marketing web sites on her iPad. I was doing some research for my business plan for my dream gym.

Once it got hot, which was less than an hour, we splashed around in the pool a little, but mostly just cooled off and I got to know Chuck better. Cheryl hung on Chuck and I think she was squeezing his dick periodically under the water as we talked. Chuck told me all about his young law practice and that he finally was past the junior level, which was nice as the work became more interesting and he could actually do some law.

We got back out of the pool to dry off and read a bit more. Now that I had time to think about it again, I was wondering where Marti was and explained to Chuck and Cheryl what had happened with Pete, not all of the details, but where Marti had gone this morning.

I told them that I had hoped Marti would come back to me, at least to tell me what happened. I was a little worried that Marti got too into Pete and wasn't coming back to me. I've heard that happens.

"Look, I don't know Marti at all," said Chuck, "but from what you've said, I can't imagine that's the case. I'm sure if she is staying with him longer than expected, it's just for the sex or they found something to do for a little while or that she looked for you and couldn't find you so they are out at the beach or something." Chuck went back to his reading, but Cheryl wanted to console me.

"Hey, I need to check out the hot tub. You want to come with me?" Cheryl said, looking at me and not at her husband. I was still a little bummed about Marti not coming back right away, but Cheryl's invitation cheered me up and given that I hadn't done anything too mischievous in a hot tub in decades, I imagined what might happen below the water level.

We turned the corner around the raised planter and there was only one other couple in the hot tub. It was Pete and Marti. They were making out on the side of the tub facing the ocean but with its back again the planter so it was semi-private.

Pete and Marti didn't look up as we stepped into the tub and only noticed us as I sat down next to Marti so that our bodies were touching.

"Excuse, me." I said sarcastically. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bump you."

Marti looked at me, recognizing my voice. Marti separated from Pete slightly. When she saw it was me with my face right next to hers she smiled from ear to ear and said, "Thank you, Thank you, Thank you" and kissed me passionately. She squeezed my cock and fondled it as she danced her tongue around mine. I began getting hard, which meant that asking questions about her time with Pete went right out of my head.

I couldn't see below the bubbles in the hot tub, but it was clear that Pete had his hand in Marti's bikini bottom and was rubbing her pussy. He was also kissing the back of her neck and didn't stop just because I had arrived, especially when he saw Cheryl.

I hadn't noticed it because I was trying to examine my wife's response to me finding them, but Cheryl had her hand on my left thigh and was leaning into me and kissing the back of my neck and shoulders.

I put my hand on Marti's thigh and the other on the back of her head and continued to kiss her. I slipped my tongue past her warm lips. I wondered how much of Pete's cum had passed those lips.

We would part briefly, but then continued our tongue twisting. I felt Cheryl leaning on my back watching, then she began kissing my neck and rubbing my thigh. Marti's lips parted from mine as she began an orgasm from Pete's attention.

"Oh, my god, Pete, yes, rub my pussy like that. You're so good at that."

She let go of my cock and Cheryl immediately took her place. Pete had a beaming smile on his face, one of accomplishment and Marti turned and looked lovingly in Pete's eyes, then back at me. She really had something for Pete.

Marti whispered that she wanted to see me make out with my "girlfriend." So, I turned to kiss Cheryl both out of passion for Cheryl and to show my wife that two can play that game, and I rubbed Cheryl's pussy as she rubbed my cock.

I felt the pressure of orgasm building in my crotch and didn't want to mess up the public jacuzzi. I removed Chery's hand from my cock, but continued to massage Cheryl's pussy. I fingered quick little circles around her clit. She stopped kissing my neck.

"Oh, fuck, Don, fuck. So good."

I wasn't sure if she was putting on a show or if that was just her really feeling so good. I didn't really care, except that I was glad my wife and Pete knew that I could please a woman too. I continued more quickly.

"Oh, yes, like that, like that, like that, like..." Cheryl cried out and couldn't finish. Her hips shot off the seat of the jacuzzi. Her body became as flat as a board. Her eyes sank back in her head.

I was pretty sure she wasn't faking. Marti and Pete sat amazed at my cute little friend.

Cheryl opened her eyes. She smiled at me and thanked me. Then she smiled at Marti and thanked her for letting her use me.

"Your husband is amazing. I just love his cock, don't you? It's so big. It's even bigger than my husband's."

Marti and Cheryl introduced themselves. Then Marti introduced Cheryl to Pete. We said our greetings and pleasantries, but I was still a little jealous, even with my twenty-two-year-old hottie hanging over me. I liked Cheryl, but I love my wife.

I whispered something to Marti about a possible threesome with Pete. She only squeezed my thigh under the water, which I couldn't tell if that was a yes or no. The look on her face had some fear in it, but given all that had happened, I wouldn't rule it out.

Then I thought, "bikini bottoms, bikini bottoms, I don't remember seeing a bikini in your suitcase." She had laughed at me when I had mentioned it before the trip. She hadn't had time to buy it here, so she must have packed it. Did she pack it for me or did she know she would wear it and her objections were false modesty? I'm not sure what happened, but something made her more confident. If it was Pete, then all the better. My wife was hot in her bikini.

Cheryl brought me out of my overly analytical thinking (a bad habit with me sometimes) and whispered to me, "You still have to cum this morning."

She asked Marti, "Is it OK if I borrow Don for a few minutes?" Marti gave her approval and turned back to make out with Pete some more. Was I being cast off? I wasn't sure.

Cheryl said to me, "Your room is closest." She almost pulled me up out of the hot tub, and led me almost running to my room. She told me that we didn't have much time, but that she wanted to make me cum.

She pulled my sopping swim suit off and pushed me on my back. She then pulled off her bikini bottoms and jumped on top of me with her pussy in my face and then put her head down and circled the head of my cock with her tongue. I ate her pussy and fingered her ass at the same time. She began grinding her pussy on my face and enjoying the licking I was giving her, but she didn't stop trying to get my whole cock down her throat. We sixty-nined like this until Cheryl stopped sucking my cock long enough to say, "Oh, I'm cumming, you were supposed to cum. Oh, my god, I'm..."

After just taking a few moments to enjoy her orgasm, Cheryl's mouth was back on my cock. I was about to cum when Marti walked in.

"OK, my turn with my husband. I want my man back." She said with a grin and handed Cheryl her bikini bottoms, they exchanged friendly smiles and exchanged the bikini bottoms like it was a tag team. So, I guess my wife still wanted me. That was good to know, but I still had a raging hard on from Cheryl's sucking.

Marti held my hand standing next to the bed in her almost see through wet bikini. She hadn't dried off from the hot tub. She was soaking wet and in a bikini that I didn't even know she owned. She was so hot as her areolas were obvious in her top and it appeared that she shaved her pussy from the look of the bottoms that appeared to be glued onto her mound.

She had been fucked for hours (or so I assumed) and she still wanted me, which turned me on even more. My dick had not softened since Cheryl took it out of her mouth. Marti led me off the bed and to the shower. I followed slightly behind, staring as her beautiful ass wiggling with every step.

She slowly removed her bikini, making a striptease out of it, still with her back to me. I only wished there was some stripper music playing to it, but she wiggled her ass at me making me want her even more if that was possible. She slowly turned to reveal her gorgeous tits, holding them up with her hands as if offering them to me as dessert. I moved toward her to take each of them into my mouth, but she turned again to get into the shower.

Swaying like a serpent, she entered the shower and I followed her charms. She got the soap and washed every inch of me, slowly making love to my body as she did it. She rubbed circles around my nipples with the wash cloth. I just admired my wife's body as she did it and then I returned the favor. I didn't use the wash cloth though because I wanted to feel her smooth soapy skin. I soaped around each breast and down to the top of her now shaved pussy. I put my hand on her mound and spent time enjoying the feeling of her smooth skin where her triangle of hair used to be. I turned and used a loofah on her back since I know she loves having her back scratched. I started in small circles and then began making large circles on her back. I used my hands again to wash her ass and squeezed each of her cheeks.

Knowing that she now accepted ass play, I rubbed by index finger around the outside of her anus. She leaned up against the wall of the shower and I worked my finger into her little hole. As I worked in and out of her ass hole, I used my other hand to rub one of her breasts. I used more soap and worked around the areola and then squeezed her nipple. I pulled my finger out of her anus as Marti panted.

I stopped and put the soap away and turned her around to rub my chest on her soapy breasts. "I really enjoyed fucking Pete," she said using language that she never uses. "But I'm really going to enjoy this fuck with you." She looked into my eyes like a woman on fire. "Thank you for letting me do this. I never would have imagined that I would or could do this. I thought it would be disgusting. Even after I agreed to it, I was scared, but now I know that I love you, but I love fucking Pete too."

She then told me as she led me to the bed, both of us still wet, "Pete was really surprised that someone was knocking on his door at 6:30 in the morning. He was actually upset until he opened the door and saw it was me. He was surprised when I was standing there with only my robe on, he practically dragged me inside. Then after almost no foreplay, he got his dick in my pussy in the missionary position. He doesn't recover as well as you do, so we had to fool around for almost another hour or more. It was fun though. He is a great pussy eater and he ate me and brought me to orgasm again. Then he fucked my ass again. Oh, my god, I'm getting to love that. You'll have to fuck my ass soon."

By now Marti was riding my cock and relating the story to me. She was pulsing her pussy muscles on my cock, squeezing it as she ground on my pelvis. Between her intense grinding on my cock and the excitement of hearing how she got fucked by Pete, I came hard inside of her love box. Marti continued riding me until I was soft.

"You liked hearing about me getting fucked by Pete, didn't you? I guess that means I'll get to do it again?" She wasn't really asking.

I rolled Marti onto her back. Marti continued to tell me that she and Pete continued to cuddle and that she really wanted Pete to fuck her again, so she let Pete eat her pussy and give her a rim job. She said Pete licks pussy even better than I do. It made me a little jealous, but I started feeling something stirring again. I rolled her on her back and rubbed my semi rigid cock against her pussy. She then described how Pete wanted her to suck his cock from her knees. So, she got out of bed and Pete stood up and she fondled and sucked on his cock. I could imagine my wife on her knees in front of Pete. I got even harder. As I was recovering, she said that she wanted him to fuck her again, but that he couldn't quite get hard enough, so they just cuddled and kissed for another half hour or so before getting up for breakfast. Then that's when they went to the hot tub to make out and ran into me and my "girlfriend."

I mentioned the possibility of a threesome with Pete, and she said, "I couldn't do that. That would just be weird, but I do think I'd like you to watch. You'd get so hard and I'd love to fuck you right after I finished fucking Pete."

"If I were there watching, I might not be able to help myself avoid a threesome."

I couldn't get hard enough to fuck again, but I rubbed my semi-hard cock against her clit until she hit an orgasm.

Marti recovered told me to get ready for lunch. I also realized that I had cum twice today and still felt pretty good. I'd see what I felt like later, but I felt like I probably still had at least two orgasms left in me. We'd see what I could do. Six orgasms in one day would be a record for me. I had done five one time since hitting 50, but it also was after about a week of not having any. I also was pretty spent the next day, so feeling this good after a three-orgasm day was nice. I attributed it to the excitement and newness of the situation as well as having no work stress. It also wasn't normal for us to even have sex two days in a row, so multiple orgasm days were usually when we were having sex twice or at most three times a week. The way this vacation was going and that it was just lunch time, I wondered. Not that records mean anything generally, but at my age, I felt pretty good.

We went to lunch and saw Chuck and Cheryl, so sat with them. I introduced Marti to Chuck and I could tell he was eyeing her. Still a bit naïve, I don't think Marti really noticed. Marti asked some questions about their swinging experiences and how they managed it. Marti had become very curious about this swinging thing now that she and Chuck had done the deed. I wondered if she might do Chuck as well. She might like that younger meat.

Chuck admitted that he and Cheryl had only a few experiences and that while it was fun, none of the couples were couples that they wanted to see on a consistent basis, but "I wouldn't mind trying with you." Chuck eyed Marti's big tits. Knowing that she had fucked Pete, I'm sure made him think that she was at least available, especially as he had already watched me fuck his wife.

Chuck stared into Marti's eyes without saying another word. Marti wasn't sure what to say. I guess fucking Pete was one thing, but maybe she was concerned about Chuck's age or maybe the idea of fucking as couples. I'm not sure exactly what happened during lunch, but by the time we were finished, it did seem as though Marti had warmed up to Chuck. She was laughing more at his jokes and more comfortable with Chuck and Cheryl, in general.

It turned out that Chuck was scheduled for the same snorkeling tour that Marti was. Marti mentioned that Pete was on this tour too. I'm not sure if Pete scheduled that before or after he knew that Marti was on it.

Cheryl and I had decided to go on a paddle boarding tour. I wasn't much into snorkeling so Marti was going to be alone, except now she had two men going with her.

We finished lunch and the restaurant was busy, so Chuck suggested that we go back to their room for a drink before the afternoon's activities. Marti and I held hands and followed Chuck and Cheryl to their room. Marti and I sat on one of the queen beds, and Chuck and Cheryl sat on the other. Marti had put on her one piece for snorkeling with a wrap over it and some shorts. She took off the shorts before she sat down on the bed.

Cheryl excused herself to put on her swim suit for our paddle boarding tour.

I said, "Why don't you just change here. No one will be upset."

Without hesitating, Cheryl took off her shorts and her panties, and put on a skimpy bikini. It was smaller than what she wore to the pool. It was really pretty amazing.

"Where did that come from?" asked Chuck.

"Oh, it's a little something I picked up for the trip." Said Cheryl.

"Little is the operative word," said Chuck.

I think Marti even got turned on watching Cheryl get naked and then put on a bikini that left her almost naked. It was a tiny thong and since she had such small boobs, the top was almost nothing. Of course, the back exposed her entire ass and the front was such a small triangle that the only women who could wear it would have to be completely shaved.

Marti and I have a time when we cuddle and don't intend to have sex. We call it almost naked. It's when we strip to our underwear and sometimes Marti takes off her bra and we cuddle. Cheryl had less on than when Marti and I are "almost naked."

Chuck then said he might as well change too. So, with no warning he pulled down his shorts and took off his boxer briefs. He walked over to his dresser with just a t-shirt on to pull out his swim trunks.

It was like Chuck turned a switch on in my wife. Marti got up from the bed and said, "Before you put those on, let me give you a squeeze."

Marti walked across the room to where Chuck was standing and squeezed Chuck's cock. I'm not sure if she really thought she could get away with just a squeeze, but Chuck said, "To be fair, I need to get hold of those big breasts of yours."

Chuck removed Marti's straps from her shoulders and pulled her swimsuit down to her waist. He massaged and sucked Marti's tits. He started on her right breast by pulling and squeezing. He did the same to the other. Then he sucked the right tit into his mouth. He licked the nipple, then sucked on the areola, then he tried to suck the entire tit into his mouth. Then he did the same to her left tit.

Marti began to moan and continued stroking Chuck's cock. Chuck was rock hard by now.

Cheryl had moved to the bed with me, maybe to give Marti and Chuck some room. Chuck moved Marti toward the empty bed, all the while peeling her swimsuit all the way off of her. By the time he got her to the bed, Marti's swim suit was around her ankles. He pulled it the rest of the way off and tossed it at me. We smiled at each other.

I thought that the first time I'd see my wife fucking another man it would be Pete, but now I began to think and hope that it would be Chuck. Watching the young guy excited about pleasing my older wife was too much. I was getting hard as he began licking her pussy. He didn't dive in. He moved in slowly and licked around her clit. She didn't mind his direct assault at all. I couldn't see into her pussy from my angle, but from the moisture around Chuck's mouth, she must have been pretty wet already.

She was getting a great licking. She began calling out his name," Oh, Chuck, Oh, Chuck. Fuck. Chuck. Oh, wow."

Chuck licked faster and more directly right on top of her clit.

"Oh, Chuck, so good. Oh, Chuck, Thank you for eating my pussy. This is so good, so good, so good. OH. Oh. Oooohhhh."

Marti came in what seemed like no time and then giggled as she recovered. She always laughed and giggled after an orgasm. It was one of the reasons that I loved to watch my wife orgasm.

Cheryl was stroking my cock and took my hand and placed it on her nipple. I was so involved watching Chuck with my wife, that I hadn't noticed that she had removed her bikini top. I began pinching her nipples lightly while watching as Chuck moved up and slid his cock into my wife. He didn't delay much as he placed it at her opening and then just pushed his hips forward into her. He wasn't as big as I was, but Marti didn't seem to mind. "God, Chuck. This is so hot. You're so young. I can't believe you'd want to fuck me, but do. Do fuck me, Chuck."

Chuck responded, "I love your big tits Marti. I love your body. You are beautiful." Chuck moved in and out of Marti's pussy.

Marti turned to look at me. "Here you go. You get to watch me fuck another man. What do you think?"

I told her I loved it and it was so hot. I told Chuck to fuck her good. He promised to.

By this time, Cheryl had her bikini bottoms off. I hadn't noticed since I was so absorbed watching her husband driving in and out of my wife. Cheryl was tugging on my shorts in vain.

"Help me out here," she said, "or don't you want me?"

I lifted up so she could yank my shorts off in one hard tug. She then removed my underwear and engulfed my cock with her mouth while she did it. Boy, was she efficient.

She didn't even bother about my shirt. Cheryl pushed me on my back to straddle me.

She said, "What do you think about this Marti? I'm fucking my old man."

Marti was moaning under Chuck's movements in her pussy and as she ground her pelvis back at him. She could barely get the words out.

"You have to give him back...but fuck him good... I love your little tits... You look so hot on his cock... Make him ...cum with your ...young little ...pussy... Make... him ...suck... your... little... tits... He... loves... tits."

Cheryl was riding me faster to catch up with Chuck and Marianne. She was literally bouncing on my cock. Then she changed to a grinding motion to make sure her clit was taken care of. As she ground, she held her face just a foot or so above mine. I pinched her nipples again while she ground into me.

"Oh, my tits. That feels so good." She continued to rock on top of me and she was moving fast now. "yes, my tits, pinch my tits. Your cock is getting even bigger old man."

I lived my head as close as I could to hers and responded, "It's getting bigger because you are fucking me so good, little girl."

Cheryl giggled, then her face changed to one of painful pleasure.

"oh, shit. Oh, shit. I'm going to cum." Cheryl said.

Cheryl's body shook and her hips bucked against me and her pussy muscles tightened even harder around my shaft. She only paused briefly before resuming her rocking on top of me.

It was so hot, but my old cock probably wasn't going to cum, but it was hard while watching my wife getting louder under Chuck's manipulations of her clit while grinding into her.

"Oh, fuck, Chuck. Oh, oh, oh, oh, ahhhh."

"Yes, Marti, I'm cumming inside you. NOW, ugh." Chuck replied. His body stiffed too and I could see him trying to get as far into her as possible.

I would like to say that hearing my wife cum again caused me to explode into Cheryl's waiting pussy, but the truth is that it just wasn't going to happen a third time today, especially not this soon. I told Cheryl and she looked a little disappointed at first, but then lay on top of me to kiss and cuddle me while I softened inside of her pussy. I was in heavenly bliss. I got to watch my wife fuck while being fucked by an incredibly tight bodied young woman.

Marti got up from under Chuck and looked a little dazed. "Wow, I got a Chuck fuck. I can't believe that I'd never fucked another man besides my husband and now I've had two—one of them young enough to be my son—in one day."

She looked over at Cheryl still straddling me. Cheryl's muscular legs still clamped onto my hips. Marti walked across the space between the two beds, her boobs sticking straight out, cum dripping from her pussy. I couldn't get over her bald pussy.

Marti closed the space and kissed Cheryl, not a peck on the cheek, but a nice French kiss. I could hear the wetness in their mouths as they rolled their tongues around each other. The women placed their hands on each other's cheeks caressing and admiring one another.

"Thank you," Marti said to Cheryl. "Thank you for letting me borrow your husband. Thank you for taking good care of my husband."

"The pleasure is all mine," replied Cheryl.

"Well, I think all four of us shared in the pleasure. From the look on my husband's face, it clearly wasn't all yours."

Then Marti looked at Cheryl's tiny tits and leaned over and began kissing them, then touching them. She rubbed Cheryl's tiny nipples between her fingers. Cheryl leaned back and closed her eyes. Marti kept up her work. Cheryl leaned forward again and opened her eyes. She began massaging Marti's big tits. Of course I couldn't move as Cheryl was still sitting on me, her legs still holding me as if to say that I was not allowed to move. Chuck sat on his bed and moved to get a better angle for viewing the show.

Marti took her mouth off of Cheryl's breasts and began pinching them. She examined Cheryl's nipples as she rolled them between her fingers.

Cheryl took the opportunity to taste Marti's breasts, licking the nipples. Cheryl also slipped a hand to Marti's pussy. Marti gasped, but reciprocated. I was pinned below Cheryl with my now completely soft dick pressed against her wet pussy as my wife rubbed her clit. Cheryl continued to rub Marti's clit as well and I had better than a front row seat. Cheryl continued to lick my wife's tits. Then she began kissing all around them. Once she was done kissing, she squeezed them and massaged them taking as much as she could in each hand.

Oh, to be young again. Chuck was hard again and I saw him pull a tube from a suit case across the room. He put the lube on his cock and got behind Marti. I'd never fucked my wife's ass, but a second guy was going to do it—this time right in front of me, and I was loving it. Marti was so into her love making with Cheryl that she never realized what was coming until Chuck began to spread her ass cheeks and rub his cock against her tiny little hole.

From my angle I couldn't see him insert his dick in her ass, but I could tell from Marti's expression that it was in. Her whole body jolted forward for a moment. Chuck was working it all the way in, stroke by stroke. It was so hot and I had never seen my wife experience this much pleasure.

Cheryl was rubbing Marti's clit. Marti had not stopped rubbing Cheryl's clit. Cheryl was still massaging Marti's tits. Marti still was pinching and massaging Cheryl's tits. Chuck was pumping in and out of Marti's ass now as she bent over the bed playing with Cheryl, and he wasn't being gentle any longer. He was at ramming speed. Marti didn't object even a little bit. She was in heaven. I tried to look into my wife's eyes, but they alternated between closing to enjoy the sensations and opening when Chuck rammed extra hard out of surprise. When they did open for those moments, they were like glass, as if she wasn't actually looking at anything.

"Oh, Marti," said Cheryl, enjoying her pussy rub and tit ecstasy.

"Oh, Cheryl," responded Marti, "oh, fuck, Chuck, you're fucking my asshole so good. I love it. Rub my pussy Cheryl, I'm going to explode. Oh, fuck."

When Marti began her orgasm, it was something I had never seen before. For the first time that I've experienced, she actually screamed. I was afraid someone might even come running. "god, oh, god, Oh, god, Oh, god, Oh, god, YES," she screamed. "Yes!" Then "Oh, my god. Oh, my god. Oh, my god. Oh, my god" as she began to relax.