On our knees, me and Anette, in this house, with our husbands. Only we were not with Anette´s husband. Only with mine. My naked husband with the huge erection.
We took turns working our oral skills on his erection as one of us removed one garment at a time from the other´s body. As I removed Anette´s bra I gently nibbled at her nipples. A teasingly bite, just to explore if that turned her on as it does on me. Yes, a shiver through her body.
I placed her now naked body on the bed. Lying on her back she looked at me and my darling. We were kissing and he was behind me, playing with my breasts and urging me to move forward to Anettes body. So we did, in a joint motion we came close to her. Both of us standing on all four above her. Touching her body with our lips ans tongues. It was now our turn to share her body, and her pussy. We kissed and caressed her body in between us. Stopping once in a while to kiss or watch the other. Slowly moving towards her pussy. Our tongues met as they were swirling against the top of her clitoris. Our lips pulled each of her outer labias at the same time and we were looking at each other almost all of the time. Like Anette really wasn’t there, but just us two and this female body.
As we came to a stop we rose up and started to kiss each other, hugging close, hands and fingers exploring all parts of these familiar bodies, but now in a more hungrily way than before. A touch of pleasure as Anette had moved underneath us and was now using her mouth, lips and tongue to pleasure me. I moaned and saw that one of her hands were working on my husbands erection. She looked up at me as a way of asking if it was ok, should she continue with pleasuring us both. I nodded towards her and kissed my man hungrily again.
A sharp knock on the door and in came Jaan. Along with some of the other members of the club. They casually sat down on the sofa with their drinks and coffees. All except Jaan. He came towards us with a black, rather large bag. He dropped it on the floor next to the bed. Took his jacket off and pulled out a camera from the bag.
The three of us on the bed had come to a stop and were sitting together, naked on the bed. My husband behind me, me leaning on him and between my legs Anette huddled in and we wrapped our arms around each other all three. She looked at me and gave me a kiss. She had seen this bag before. She was not surprised to all the things that Jaan took out. He put some toys, bottles with lubrication and condoms on the bed next to us.
One of the toys made my body shiver. I leaned back to get strength from my husbands breathing as well as to find his mouth to kiss him. And then I whispered in his ear.
”- I see a strap-on. I need to put it on me. I feel a need to fuck Anette with you. Will you join me in this for a while? Than I will definitely need to be well fucked by you. Are you in for that too?”
I moved closer to Anette and kissed her neck as I at the same time watched the expressions on my husbands face. Jaan was taking pictures of it all. Anette was shivering in our arms, trembling and giving slight moans. She was touching me, my breasts, her fingers close to my pussy. She whispered in my ear that she wanted me. That she wanted my body.
I stood up, looked at all the men sitting along the walls in the room. Reached for the strap-on and adjusted it to fit my body. My husband was standing on his knees on the bed. Caressing Anette who had eyes only for me. She lay back on the bed, eyes on me, spreading her legs. Head close to my husband and she asked me if she could suck my husband. I nodded. She asked me if I could please fuck her at the same time. I nodded again and put a condom on the large, pink dildo attached to the strap-on.
She sucked his balls. He pulled his erection. I eased up towards her pussy, and found my way into her pussy with the strap-on like I had done it before. She gazed at me through her half-open eyes asking for more. I pushed myself all the way in. It was beautiful. I could never had imagined that this was an experience I wanted to have. To be fully present. To be fucking another woman. A woman that by now also was sucking my husbands cock.
I asked her to come up on all fours. Standing with her behind towards me and her head towards my husband. Still sucking him , still banged by me. I felt powerful. I felt erotic. The looks on the menus faces around the room told me that this was not a turn they had expected. Jaan was snapping away with the camera as he was sending little words of love and encouragement towards Anette.
My husband removed himself from Anette and came beside me. Anette was facing the men now. I gave my husband a condom and showed him how to share a woman. We took turns, caressing her back, her breasts, her neck, her ass. And we took turns in short periods to bang her from behind. She was arching her back and ass up towards us and it sure was a beautiful sight.
Standing there behind her, together with my husband, I felt waves of emotions coming at me, moving through me, coming back, once, twice and then slowly ebbing off. He looked at me and took me in his arms. Removed the condom from his cock. Removed the strap-on from me. Lay me down on the bed next to Anette who was lying on her side by now. Big, grateful smile on her face. She kissed me. I kissed her back. My husband joined in and again we met all three in a kiss.
Jaan sat down next to Anette. His fingers ran along her back, up and down, rhythmically. My husband pulled me closer to him, we were now lying sideways with my back towards him and he let his big cock enter my pussy. I was being watched by everyone in the room. Except for my husband who likes to close his eyes in this position. Anette still teased and played with me. Touching my breast, nipples, lips, hair and neck. All while I was being fucked by my man.
”- Come ride me, ” he said. And turned to lay on his back. I went down on him first. Swallowed his cock with pussy juice and all. Deep throating. Yet another event the men wasn’t expecting to see. My husband pulled my pussy towards his mouth and we were giving each other oral pleasure for a while.
As I decided to ride him, and I decided to made the scene a bit bigger.
I left the bed. Walked around it in my nakedness. Jaan was saving all of this he kept clicking away with his camera. Zooming in on us both he and Anette stood up next to the bed and all the other men joined in too. I sat down on my husband, ready to ride him and every one started to touch me. Just small touches, but still powerful enough to send burst of energetic orgasmic powers shooting through my body.
Anette joined in behind me. She sat down behind me on my husbands thighs, allowing me to relax and lean to her for comfort. My feet went forward. The men continued to touch me on my arms, shoulders and breasts. My husbands firm hands on my hips, pulling me down onto his cock. Anette helping me relax. Anette´s hand holding on to my pubic mound, gently pushing in the same rhythm as my husband.
Sounds from me and my husband as we were reaching yet another climax. And another. Riding the waves together. As he ejaculated inside me my whole body exploded and I could no longer sense where my body ended and his began.
Seconds later Anette started to shiver behind me. The energies came through to her too. We shivered in synchronicity for what felt like minutes. Her lips close to my ear. Her whispers of gratefulness from her to me. From her to us.
The sexual evening ended somewhere then. We had a few good laughs, a glass of wine and some slow talk before we all left the house. My husband and I in a taxi to the hotel. Some of the others joined Jaan and Anette to their home. But not us. The adventure ended there for us.
Late breakfast Sunday, a last stroll in the neighbourhood around the hotel, morning sex before all of this of course. Our arousal still in the highs. Arriving at the airport. Boarding the flight home.
As I open the glossy airline magazine a familiar face appears. Two actually. Jaan and Anette smiles at us again. They are featured in an article about Jaan´s upcoming photo exhibition. In September. We read it together, smiling and holding hands. My husband reads faster than me and kiss me on my neck, on the exact right spot. You know which one. I shiver in my body as I read the last line where Jaan is explaining that he is finishing off his exhibition with a photo session of his wife exploring lust and sex.
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