The men were the first ones up the next morning. They sat together in the kitchen, drinking instant coffee. Both were painfully aware of something that needed to be said. At last, Tate said it.
"You know… the women have just about made up their minds."
"Yeah… I know. They seem pretty hot on the idea."
"Well, when you think about it, Sam, it's really not such a bad idea. We've been friends for years… Maybe this is one of the ultimate ends of our friendship."
"As long as it isn't the end of our friendship."
"Yeah, I know what you mean, Sam. But I think you and I have our heads pretty straight about this sod of thing. We shared Mara yesterday without any trouble. We've both got good marriages with wives we love. If anything, sharing a sexual space should make us even closer, and our marriages even better."
"Yes… I guess you're right. Shit, Tate, I've never been the kind of guy to back out on an opportunity. I've always been a trail-blazer."
"You're right, Sam."
"If I've only got one life, let me try what there is to try. At least once."
"You've got a deal, Sam."
That evening was the men's turn to make dinner. Tate did the barbecuing and Sam made a king-sized salad. Everyone ate heartily. And drank plenty of the fine red wine.
This time it was Sam who put the music on the stereo. Only it was music soft and slow this time. Just made for romancing. He asked Annie to dance. Tate followed them onto the floor with Mimi. It was clear to the men at once that the women had grasped their intentions. Each of them melted easily into the arms of the husband of the other. The men marveled that the two women – so different in so many ways – had so easily become allies and friends.
Sam had been nervously anticipating this moment all day long. The robust pressure of Annie's large tits against his chest made him feel lightheaded. He wanted to reach out and grab her round firm orbs. He wanted to tear off her clothes. He didn't want to waste time fooling around with dancing and courting. He was too damned nervous.
Still Sam could not believe that Mimi would be comfortable with his making love to another woman right in front of her. He was afraid of her bursting into a fit of rage at the wrong moment, such as when he was about to stuff his hard cock into Annie's cunt. He guided Annie around the floor so he had a good view of Mimi and Tate.
His wife was dancing so close to the bigger man, it looked as if they had been welded together. There was an arm that Sam could not account for. He found it at last… Mimi's hand investigating the bulge in Tate's crotch.
That did it for Sam. He was going to quit worrying about Mimi and her temper. His wife had asked for an orgy. And she was going to get it!
He let his hand follow its natural instinct. It pulled Annie's T-shirt out of her skirt and slipped up underneath. The shock of his first contact with her naked tit was like a nudge from a naked cable. Sam's feet seemed to rise right up off the ground.
Obviously Annie was just as thrilled by the touch. Her little nipples grew hard and insistent. As she grazed her smooth tits against his groping hand, she felt her nipples poking at him. His cock began to pound in his pants. "Annie, you're some woman," he whispered.
"Mmm, Sam… you turn me on! My cunt's wet already!"
"Jee-zuz!" the professor gasped. She had grabbed hold of his crotch. His cock was swelling to aching life, straining against her grasp, begging for freedom to roam.
Worries about his wife and her reactions faded to the dark recesses of his mind as Sam's senses grappled with the brute realities of the luscious curves of Annie's tits and the greedy boldness of her hand. He could only grunt softly as she started to struggle one-handed with his fly while her other hand continued to clutch his neck, to follow him around the floor to the tune of "The Days of Wine and Roses."
Though he had been anticipating the moment before it came, he could not have prepared himself for the gentle-touch of those avid groping fingers as they took hold of his stiff cock and pulled it from his fly. "Uuuuuhhh… oh honey… you are beautiful. Shit, Annie, you know, you still look like a girl, but that hand sure does belong to a woman!" He looked into her excited eyes and realized that his own eyes must be burning just as brightly. He took one of her nipples between his fingers and began to roll it roughly back and forth. He watched her wince of pain-pleasure. His cock lurched in her hand as she forced her other tit into his hand, begging for more of that urgent treatment. "Look at them, Tate! Oh… eet ees so exciting… Annie ees so beautiful when she ees excited no?" Sam heard his wife's commentary on his and Annie's activities, but he didn't turn to acknowledge that he had heard. Knowing that Mimi was turned on by what was happening pulled out all the stoppers. He watched the panting surrender on Annie's face as he began to pull off her T-shirt.
With animalistic urgency, Sam forced her down onto the rug and began to tug off her skirt. "I've been waiting for this, honey! I can't wait any more! I want that sweet hot cunt of yours!" He was driven out of control by the sheer compelling depravity of the situation. Something he had at once both feared and looked forward to was at last happening. Like a kid presented with a box of candy, he wanted it all. All at once.
Annie cooperated by helping him maneuver her out of her skirt. At the same time, she tugged urgently on Sam's clothes, coaxing him to get naked, too. Heedless of the other couple nearby, Sam stripped and pulled Annie to the floor with him.
He climbed on top of her and started to chew fiercely on first one hardened nipple and then the other. His swollen cock grazed against her thigh. She moaned in frustration when she reached down to grab his cock and couldn't reach. "I want your cock, Sam… oooohhh, you've got me so excited!" Her frank declaration of need brought Sam's blood to boiling. He guided his cock-head to Annie's cunt and shoved. As his cock drove deep into her warm wet pussy, her legs reached up to encircle him. "Uuuuhhh, honey… sweetest swamp I ever slipped into!"
"Ooohh, it's good, Sam! Do it harder!"
Annie's brown eyes flew wide open. She saw Tate and Mimi standing over them, caressing each other's naked bodies while they watched Sam drive his stiff cock into her cunt. The girl found she was intensely excited by being the center of attention. She wiggled wantonly under Sam's relentless lunges. She smiled a slow lusty smile up at her audience. "My pussy is so excited! Mmmmmm! I love it!"
Not until he was finally watching his wife being screwed by another man did Tate realize how hard it would hit him. She was making the same wild urgent sounds that she made when it was his cock massaging her cunt. She looked just as wide-eyed and impressed with Sam's technique as she was with his own. Suddenly Tate felt frighteningly replaceable. It was only when Mimi gave his cock a rough squeeze that Tate was reminded of the treat in store for his own hard cock. He wasn't as far out in left field as he was starting to think. He had no good reason to feel sorry for himself.
The big man convinced himself that it was the unusual depravity of the situation that had helped get Annie so excited. Why shouldn't she respond hotly! His own temperature was way up! Even when he was feeling doubts, his cock remained hard and ready. Annie's lopsided grin reassured him. She was still with him in spirit, if not in body. He had nothing to worry about. It was a time to enjoy.
Tate loosened up at just about the same moment Mimi did. The brunette started to feel her old jealousy as she watched her husband laboring over another woman. Then she tugged at the hard cock of the man standing next to her. Her anxiety disappeared. The sensual Frenchwoman had no qualms about sharing her man, when there was such a tempting reward standing right next to her.
She began to feel intensely aroused by the sight of her husband driving his cock up into the cunt of another woman while she moaned in ecstasy. She fell to her knees in front of Tate and greedily closed her lips around Tate's cock-head. The resilient feel of the swollen cock made the brunette anxious for more. She slipped her lips all the way down to the base of Tate's cock. Then, her big dark eyes grinning mischievously up at the startled man, she pulled her mouth back. "Mmmmmmm…"
A sudden weakness in his knees made Tate grab handfuls of Mimi's dark curls. He helped her work her head back and forth along his inflated cock. His eyes deserted Annie and Sam. The writer was mesmerized by the way Mimi's red lips clung to his cock-girth. The little flutters of her lips as she worked them back and forth astounded him. Mimi had a cock-sucking technique that was all her own.
He had never experienced anything quite like it.
"Jee-zuz, baby… that's the way! Ooohhh, that is some sweet mouth you've got there!"
Both Annie and Sam felt the same reservations at the same time it sounded like the others were having a heck of a good time. Were they missing something? Was this really where they wanted to be? Both looked up at the open-mouthed stupor on Tate's face then down at Mimi's dark head bobbing over his cock. The sight excited them.
"Annie, honey… I think I'm starting to enjoy this perversion business. Oooeee! I'm feeling as horny as a cock in a chicken coop!"
She urged her pelvis up toward him, slamming her pubic bone against his. Her hot cunt clasped greedily around his filling cock. "Me too, Sam. Oh yeah, I'm so excited…" The teen-ager had never seen someone she loved making out with somebody else. Though the first few moments had given her a cold shiver down her spine, she was rapidly growing used to the idea. She was even excited by the perversion of her own excitement. It seemed masochistic to want to see her own husband getting his cock sucked by another woman. But the vision filled her with lust. She had her secret knowledge of how Mimi's mouth had felt on her cunt the day before to inspire her arousal. She moaned like a lone coyote on the prairie and begged Sam for more of his hard cock. Listening to the sounds of her husband and her new woman lover going at it made Mimi impatient for some satisfaction of her own. She pulled her mouth from Tate's cock and turned to face Sam and Annie. She waggled her bare ass in Tate's direction. "I can't wait any longer, Tate. Screw meee! Screw me queeck!"
Tate licked his chops. The sight of that olive-toned shapely ass. The sound of Mimi's lewd proposal. His cock throbbed impatiently. He couldn't wait to bury his swollen cock deep up inside her waiting cunt.
Falling to his knees behind Mimi's swaying buttocks, Tate guided his cock-head in along the crack in her ass. He inspected the brown pucker of her sphincter, remembering the night he and Annie had listened to their visitor being screwed in the asshole. Fired with zeal to experience the sensuality of the woman, he slipped his cock-head on down to her squishy cunt-hole. His cock fell inside her twat and immersed itself deep in her tight clutching pussy-depths. "Ooooooooh, yes, ma am. That is a good place to be! Move it Mimi baby! That's a girl!"
Mimi shoved her cunt back onto Tate's cock again and again. She was in no mood to waste time on gentle rhythms. She was ready to be screwed out of her head. "Oooooohhh, Tate! What a beautiful cock you have! Screw me with your hard cock!" The sheer energy of the slender Frenchwoman astounded Tate. She never let up for an instant. Her wet cunt wriggled invitingly down the length of his delighted cock. Each time she varied the angle a little, so the pleasure was never the same twice. His whole body was resounding with the joy of screwing this free, wanton woman from across the sea. If ever he had had any reservations about the wisdom of an orgy with his best friend and his wife, they were gone now. Tate wouldn't have missed this moment for all the royalties in New York.
Annie took time out of her abandoned ecstasy to look over at her big husband kneeling up behind her woman lover. She watched the heated glow on both Tate's face and Mimi's. Their consuming lust inspired her own. She wriggled her pussy up Sam's cock. To her satisfaction, he kept up with her fervor. His cock started to move faster. She realized the bearded poet was just as aroused by what was going on next to them as she was!
Sam began to wonder how he could have doubted that the orgy idea could be anything but beautiful. Everything was perfect. His wife was immersed in her own wailing world of abandon. She hadn't displayed one sign of jealousy. Sam realized she must really like the younger woman. It was not like Mimi to let another woman get away without at least a couple of catty remarks. Mimi behaved toward Annie as if the blonde were her long-lost sister. The situation couldn't have pleased Sam more. It had been a long time since the professor had had a nineteen-year-old on the end of his aching cock. Her tight twat hugged his cock like a second skin. Sam was totally captivated by the girl. She was so much more exciting to screw than the redhead had been the day before. Annie was a delightful combination of child and woman. She made his cock hard as a piece of steel. That was Sam's ultimate criterion for measuring the sexuality of a woman. If she made him get it up fast and keep it up, she was special. If she kept his mind intrigued as well as his body, she was out-of-this-world.
"Annie honey, keep the tracks open cause I'm coming down the line!" Sam's cock battered its way deep into the blonde's pussy. He had to help her raise her head to keep her from being trapped by her own long hair that was pulling her head farther and farther back. His lust was unstoppable. Sam was heading for the final station!
Annie was there ahead of him! One final urgent lunge of his cock split her joy-juices wide open. "Oooooohhh, Sammmmmmmm! Oooooohhhh I'm… cummmm-ing-g-g!"
Listening to Annie's triumph started Mimi going. Kneeling in front of the powerful Tate, she slapped her ass-cheeks mercilessly backward. She grinned as the orgasm swept through her. "Annie… I tooo… I'm… cummmeeeeng-g-g!"
The combined chorus of the two ecstatic women broke the men loose of their restraining bonds. They let go almost simultaneously.