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'Thanks, Harry,' she smiled up at me, as I set a mug of tea down on her bedside table. 'Can I have a kiss, as well?'                 I set my mug down next to hers and bent to kiss her. She giggled and quickly kicked off the duvet.                 'I meant on these lips,' she said, spreading her legs and arching her back.                 I grinned and knelt on the floor at the foot of the bed. Sliding a hand under each of her buttocks, I pulled her towards me, catching her scent as I did so. It was a rich, heady odour, containing not only our combined juices from a few hours ago but also the fresh aroma of her present arousal.                 The moment her clit came within range I flicked at it with my tongue. She moaned and rolled her hips, arching her back once more, this time rubbing her cunt against my mouth. I licked and sucked avidly, drawing longer, more passionate moans from her and causing a fresh flood of juices to bathe my face.                 'God, don't stop!' she groaned.                 I had no intentions of doing so – not for a while, at any rate. I love going down on Sarah. Not only does she always taste good, but she is also delightfully responsive. This morning was no exception. She writhed and moaned until she gave a little cry and began shuddering. Immediately I stopped eating her and straightened up to lean over her, taking my weight on my hands as though I was about to do a press up.                 Instead, I looked down between us and moved my pelvis until the head of prick was nestling between her lips. Then I took her with a single, firm thrust.                 She cried out again and hooked her feet behind my knees, grinding herself against me as I fucked her with short, hard stabs. Only when her shuddering eased and she opened her eyes to grin happily at me, did I move into the sort of rhythm that was likely to get me off.                 'I want you to cum,' she panted, still out of breath from her orgasm. 'Deep inside me. Fill me with your cream.'                 Timing things to perfection, she urged me on to the point where she could sense I was about to cum and then pushed a finger slowly into my ass. I jerked as though stung and the next second I was grunting with release as I pumped yet one more load of cum into her ever-welcoming cunt.                 A few minutes later, with our breathing approaching normal, I moved up to lie alongside her and we sipped our tea in happy silence. Judging from the brightness visible through the shutters, it was another gorgeous day.                 'Okay,' she said at last, setting down her empty mug. 'What have we got to do today?'                 I grinned and reached for the little box that was on the floor on my side of the bed. I offered it to her and she pulled out a neatly folded slip of paper. I put the box back down again and waited to find out what was on the paper.                 'Oh, no,' she laughed, handing it to me. I met Sarah when I answered an ad in the local paper asking for a professional person to share a house. Sarah was thirty-four and newly divorced. She had gained the house but needed help paying the mortgage and bills. We seemed to hit it off quite well – I was roughly the same age, just a couple of years older than her – and we had many similar tastes. I also found her very attractive but felt it was probably best not to mention that.                 After a few days she called to ask if I was still interested because, having met all those who had replied to her ad, she liked me best.                 'I'm still very much interested,' I told her, 'but there's just one thing we never mentioned when we met and I think we ought to mention it now, rather than later.'                 'Go on,' she said, a hint of caution in her voice.                 'Well, how would you feel if I wanted to bring a woman back for the night?'                 She gave what sounded like a relieved little laugh.                 'Your girlfriend? I'd love to meet her. No problem at all.'                 'Ah, great, but the thing is, I don't have a regular girlfriend as such…'                 She laughed again, more confidently this time.                 'Harry, for the last fifteen years I've been faithful to a bastard who had more women while we were married than he did before we were married. Don't you worry about bringing home different women because I sure as hell intend to continue bringing home every man I take a fancy to!'                 'Good for you! Well, in that case, I'd love to share your house.'                 A week later I was all moved in and I quickly discovered that she meant exactly what she said about bringing home a succession of men. Over the next six months she must have had at least a dozen different men. Fortunately, not all of them made her moan loudly enough to keep me awake and, anyway, I brought home a few women myself. In fact it almost became a game between us when, after they'd gone, we would rate each other's partner and then listen to most of the intimate details to see if we had been right. In doing so, we learned a lot about each other's preferences in bed and even went so far as to give each other tips or suggestions.                 For example, when she was considering whether or not to try anal, I advised her to go for it, assuring her that, providing she used sufficient lubrication, she would enjoy it – as indeed she did. For her part, when she learned that the girl I was seeing at the time had offered me a snowball, she urged me to accept – which I did, surprising myself by enjoying it.                 We agreed that the arrangement was working out well and so, when I told her I was thinking of having a long weekend in Amsterdam she asked if she could tag along.                   'I mean, I won't get in your way if you want to, er, do personal stuff.'                 'Sarah,' I grinned, 'there's no need for me to go all the way to Amsterdam just to get laid, if that's what you're thinking.'                 'No, of course not,' she said quickly. 'I know you have plenty of women – and that one you had last week was really noisy, if you know what I mean – but, who knows, maybe it's a guy thing to have a hooker every now and again. I'm told Amsterdam 's as good a place as any if that's the case.'                 'Well it isn't the case,' I said firmly. 'And I've already told you that Madeleine might have moaned a lot – but only because I was doing all the work for both of us. No, I like to go there to relax, to see the sights and to smoke some weed.'                 'Ooooh! Do you? I've never done that.'                 'Then come with me,' I shrugged. 'I'll show you around and we can do some cannabis. If you don't want to smoke it, you can buy some space cake and eat it. Same effect although it takes a little longer to kick in.'                 'You're on,' she said happily.                 I was pleased too. It hadn't occurred to me to invite her because I thought she might have felt under some sort of obligation, or even that I had hidden motives for asking her. The fact was though, that as well as fancying her, I enjoyed her company – which was probably why our living arrangements worked out so well.                 We managed to get her on the same flights as me – although she had to pay more because she was booking late – and a room in the same hotel which was more important to her than being on the same flight.                 'I wouldn't want to be on my own in a strange hotel in a foreign country,' she shivered.                 'But that's exactly what you're going to be,' I grinned.                 'You know what I mean,' she sighed. 'You're only going to be a few rooms or, at most, a floor or two away.'                 'What do you think is going to happen?'                 'Who can say?' she shrugged.                 We arrived late on a Friday afternoon, checked into the hotel, showered, changed and went out to find somewhere to eat. Afterwards, we went to a hash café and had some space cake along with our coffees. Then to a bar where the waitresses seemed to be competing to see who could wear the skimpiest shorts and T-shirts.                 Towards the end of my second beer I could feel the hash starting to take effect and asked Sarah how she was feeling.                 'Thank God it's the hash!' she giggled. 'I was thinking that Dutch beer must be really strong.'                 We took a stroll through the red-light district. Sarah was fascinated by all the hookers in their windows and also by the clubs advertising live sex shows.                 'We've got to see a show before we go back to the hotel,' she insisted.                 'There's always tomorrow,' I pointed out.                 'I know. But we're here now.'                 So we sat through a show which lasted about an hour and a half. It was quite good. Plenty of live sex, as promised, a little audience participation and a fair degree of humour. Sarah was delighted.                 'That was great!' she said when we came out. 'But fancy doing that for a living – screwing in front of an audience every night. I wonder if the men ever have trouble getting it up?'                 'You'd have to ask them,' I grinned. 'They're probably hooked on Viagra.'                 'What shall we do now?' she asked.                 'It's getting on for midnight. How about a last drink somewhere and then back to the hotel?'                 'Okay. I hope you know where it is though, because I don't.'                 We ended up having not only a last drink, but also some more space cake. By the time we found our way back to the hotel, we were both nicely stoned. Ignoring the knowing looks from the desk clerk, we collected our keys and headed for the lift. I got off at her floor and walked her to her room. At the door, we paused.                 'What are you going to do now?' she asked.                 'Go to my room and go to bed. Why?'                 'Hmm. Tell me something – in fact come in for a minute, I can't talk about this in the corridor.'                 Mildly puzzled, I dutifully followed her in to her room. She went straight to the mini bar and pulled out a couple of the miniature wine bottles.                 'Night cap?'                 'I hope you realise how expensive these are,' I warned.                 She waved dismissively and unscrewed one of the bottles before passing it to me.                 'Here you are sir. Sorry my shorts aren't as tight as those other girls.'                 She was wearing a mini dress, boots and a jacket and sat down on the bed to pull off the boots.                 'Your legs are better than theirs, though,' I grinned, catching a flash of her panties as she lifted a leg.                 'Do you think so?' she asked, frowning critically at them for a moment before taking a swig from her bottle.                 'Definitely,' I assured her. 'But what was it you wanted to ask me?'                 'Eh? Oh. Right. I wondered if you found the sex show arousing?'                   'Not as much as, say, a dirty movie, because it was obviously staged for tourists. I know porn films are also staged – like any film – but not in the same way. Why, did you?'                 'A little,' she admitted.                 'However,' I continued, 'I found the whole situation, wandering around Amsterdam, stoned, looking at all the sex on display, with a sexy companion, kind of arousing.'                 'Oh!' she said thoughtfully, looking quite pleased. 'So what are you going to do about it?'                 'Probably masturbate when I get back to my room.'                 'Mmm,' she nodded. 'That's what I intend to do. Tell you what, why don't we watch each other? Don't you think that would be a lot more fun than doing it on our own?'                 'Definitely,' I agreed. 'The trouble with that, though, is that I'd want to do more than just watch.'                 'What do you mean?'                 'If I'm alone with a half naked – at least – and very attractive woman who is letting me watch her masturbate, I doubt I'd be able to keep my hands off her.'                 'You want to do it for her?'                 'I'd want to touch her and kiss her and lick her and, hopefully after she's done more or less the same to me, fuck her,' I told her.                 'Hmm. Well, that's fine by me.'                 'Huh?'                 'Harry, I'd like you to fuck me. Why I've waited until now to tell you, is beyond me. But, well, what do you say?'                 'God, Sarah, I've been wanting to fuck you since we first met – since that day when I came round in answer to your ad.'                 'Then what are we waiting for?'                 It turned out to be an exceptional weekend. We did everything we could think of to each other and loved every second of it. She invited me to fuck her ass – which I did with much pleasure and I asked her to give me a snowball – which she did with equal pleasure.                 We were exhausted but exhilarated on the flight back and went straight to bed once we were back at her house.                 'So where does this leave us?' she asked, as we lay, breathless and sticky after yet another fuck.                 'Good friends who love to fuck?' I offered.                 'I like that,' she smiled, snuggling in close. 'That leaves us still able to see others, doesn't it?'                 'Oh, God, yes! In fact we ought to make a rule: we should make sure we fuck each other at least once a week – more if we want – but, apart from that…'                 'Perfect,' she said sleepily.                 And that’s what we did. Interestingly enough, although we both continued to have other partners, neither of us had quite so many as we had had previously and most of those were casual flings, if not one-night-stands. When summer came round it was taken as read that we would go on holiday together. To that end, we hired a little cottage not far from a fairly large, coastal town in France , figuring we could either amuse ourselves in the cottage and surrounding countryside, or seek alternative entertainment in the town.                 'You know what we ought to do?' she said, the night before we were due to leave.                 'What?'                 I was looking at the grass that remained from our Amsterdam trip, wondering if it would last the holiday.                 'Make a list of all the raunchy things we'd like to do – fantasies, that sort of thing – and write them on bits of paper. Then, every morning we pick one out of a hat – and we have to have done it before we go to sleep that night.'                 'That sounds like it could be fun,' I grinned, forgetting about the grass for a moment.                 'I know. You've got that digital camera that takes videos so one thing could be to make a mini movie. In fact, we ought to take pictures of everything we do so we have a photo-record of all our dirty doings.'                 We spent most of the rest of the evening making our lists, comparing and discussing them and then reducing them until we had an even number of her fantasies and mine, totalling one for each day of the holiday, plus a couple of spares. Then, totally aroused, we went to bed and fucked for several hours. I looked at the slip of paper and grinned. It was one of mine: to go to a bar and, while there, take a photograph of Sarah showing she was not wearing panties.                 'I'm still not sure how we can do it without one or both of us being arrested,' she protested.                 I noticed she wasn't refusing to do it, just doubtful how it could be accomplished.                 'We'll have to play it by ear,' I said confidently, 'but you'll need to choose either a very short skirt, or something loose. Then, if you were sitting on a bar stool, you could half turn towards me. I'll be leaning against the bar a few feet away and I'll pretend to focus on your face. In fact I'd make sure that your deliciously juicy pussy was just in shot. We could practice using one of the kitchen stools and pretend the kitchen counter was the bar.                 'On the other hand, if we were at a table, it would be easy – we'd just make sure you had the table between you and the rest of the room.'                 'That's so naughty,' she giggled, sounding more like a school girl than a mature woman.                   Her hand stole between my thighs and tentatively stroked my prick. At the same time she cocked an enquiring eyebrow at me.                 'Fancy some sloppy seconds?' she asked.                 'I'd fancy sloppy anythings with you. But it doesn't have to be that sloppy…'                 I started to slither down the bed but she stopped me.                 'No. Let's have some sloppy, squelchy, squishy sex and then maybe a reverse snowball.'                 'That's one of my fantasies we haven't picked yet,' I protested.                 'Then we'll pick again when it comes up,' she said, her fingers beginning to provoke a reaction from me.                 While we kissed, she continued to tease me hard again. For my part, I used two fingers to bring her off and then she grabbed my hand to lick my fingers clean.                 'Mmm! I want more,' she grinned. 'You just lie there and let me do the work.'                 The holiday had been something of a revelation to me. I knew Sarah had a high sex drive and was pretty uninhibited, but things had moved to a new level in the short time we were there. It was as though she had been waiting for the right moment to let certain things out.                 The first night we were there, we ate outside, on the patio. By the time we had finished the main course it was dark and the only light came from candles that we found under the kitchen sink and stuck into empty wine bottles. Sarah cut some water melon into small pieces and offered me one.                 'No thanks.'                 I waved it away and poured myself some more wine instead.                 'Okay,' she said mildly and then hitched the loose, flowing skirt she was wearing up around her waist.                 As I watched in amazement, she ran the piece of melon over the lips of her cunt and then popped it into her mouth.                 'Sure you don't want any?' she asked innocently, holding up another piece.                 'Well… 'I grinned.                 She repeated her action, this time finishing by dragging the piece up between her lips and over her clit. It tasted wonderful.                 After a few more pieces each, she cut a larger piece and inserted it into her cunt.                 'Help yourself,' she said.                 I dropped to my knees immediately and, long after I'd eaten the melon, I continued licking her cunt. Then I stood up and dropped my shorts. She laughed throatily at the sight of my erection and rubbed more melon along the shaft, before carefully and lovingly, licking and sucking it clean.                 When she was done, she leaned back in her chair and I leaned over her. Taking my weight on the arms of her chair, I slid smoothly into her and fucked her until my arms buckled under the strain.                 'Coffee, then,' she said rather breathlessly.                 I followed her into the kitchen and knelt in front of her, eating her the whole time she leant over me to make the coffee. She protested at first, then gave in and let me, letting out little mewing sounds as I brought her closer to an orgasm. Finally she could stand it no longer and, taking me firmly by the ears, she pulled me upright. Turning us both round, she perched on the kitchen counter and she spread her legs.                 'Go on then,' she urged, fiercely. 'Do it to me.'                 I was just about to when the sight of the bottle of olive oil on the counter gave me an idea. I grabbed it, flipped open the cap and poured a generous amount over the lower part of her belly. For a second or two, we both watched it flow down, over her clit and lips, some of it going round the outside of them, some of it flowing the length of her slit. I slid my hands round the back of her knees and lifted her legs up.                 'Stay like this,' I instructed her.                 She promptly used her own hands to help keep her legs in position. As she did so, I began working the oil in and around her ass.                 'Oh no!' she breathed realising what my intention was.                 'Oh yes!' I growled, making sure my prick was coated with oil as well.                 'Oh God!' she breathed, as I slid smoothly into her ass. 'Oh, God, yes!'                 Ten minutes later we were back out on the patio, sipping coffee.                 'It's a good job these chairs are plastic,' she giggled, shifting position.                 'Why's that?' I asked, guessing what her reply would be.                 'Because, apart from being oily, I'm leaking all over it. It's all your fault, so you can clean it up.'                 The next day, having returned from a lazy afternoon on the beach I poured us both a glass of wine while she showered and then took my turn. Pulling back the shower curtain I barely had time to register her presence before she was sucking my prick. She had obviously been waiting quietly for me to finish showering.                 It took her about thirty seconds to get me hard and then she backed away, grinning wickedly, turned around and knelt on the bath mat. I stepped out of the shower and pulled her dress up over her hips. I couldn't help sucking in my breath in surprise as I noticed her naked ass was glistening with oil. She giggled, pleased with my reaction and then wriggled her ass invitingly.                 'The oil worked really well yesterday,' she said, 'so I thought we could use it again, today.' I played with her breasts as she rode me leisurely, both of us grinning at the slurping sounds we were making.                 'God, this feels good,' she moaned dreamily.                 'I'll say,' I agreed.                 For going on twenty minutes we continued our nice, slow fuck. She came two, maybe three times before I felt the inevitable starting it happen.                 'I'm going to cum,' I groaned.                 Her only response was to pick up the pace a little, her internal muscles squeezing rhythmically each time she lifted up. I grabbed her ass when my moment came and jerked upwards, burying myself as deep inside her as I could, before almost collapsing back onto the rumpled sheet.                 She allowed me about a minute and a half to recover before carefully easing off me and moving up to press her cunt over my mouth.                 She was full of the damn stuff and as soon as I had a mouthful I rolled her off me, leaned over her and kissed her hard. Her tongue darted into my mouth, scooping out our juices and, as soon as she had got as much as she could, we rolled back again and repeated the manoeuvre – twice more.                 'I like your taste,' she told me – not for the first time.                 'And I like yours. But I'm glad you like mine. It looks awfully rude when you open you mouth to show me it all, before swallowing.'                 'It makes me feel wicked,' she admitted, with a grin.                 When we eventually got up, we showered, had some lunch and then spent the day sunbathing on the patio. I suggested we went to the beach but Sarah wanted to work on her all-over tan. It drove me crazy. She summonsed me every half hour or so to keep her body coated in oil: 'You wouldn't want me to burn my tender bits, now would you?' but refused to let me do any more than massage in the oil.                 'Sa
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It was basically a rectangular room with the bar down one of the long walls, a couple of games machines at the far end and tables and chairs occupying the rest of the space. There were a few teenagers around the machines and a couple sitting in the window, so Sarah confidently perched on one of the bar stools and allowed her skirt to fall away from her thighs. But for the one button left fastened, she would have been exposed from the start.                 As it was, we ordered coffees and cognacs and then I produced my camera. Handing it to the girl I asked if she would take a picture of us both – which she duly did. Then I moved down the bar a little way to take one of Sarah. She turned on her stool to face me, glanced swiftly around and then parted her thighs. She had already undone the last button while we were waiting for our drinks and I quickly took the shot, followed by a couple more – one of which was zoomed in on her cunt – before she turned back to face the bar. I slid back onto my stool next to her and waited until she had fastened a couple of buttons before showing her the results.                 The photographs were every bit as revealing as we had hoped and we clinked our brandy glasses together in celebration. I was rock hard and thinking about what we were going to do when we got back to the villa when a soft voice intruded into my thoughts.                 'Excuse me, but are you guys British?'                 We turned to find the woman who had been sitting by the window, smiling at us. As far as I could tell she was about the same age as us but, however old she was, she was decidedly sexy – small, slim and dark, her dress short enough to show nice legs and fitting snugly enough to show nicely rounded breasts.                 'English,' Sarah replied.                 'I thought so,' the woman said triumphantly. 'Ron, my husband over there, reckoned you were German.'                 We looked over to Ron was smiling at us and nodded acknowledgment. The woman introduced herself as Cindy, 'Like that damned, doll, don't you know!' and insisted on buying us a drink. When we protested she told us we could repay her by answering a simple question.                 'What's that?' Sarah asked.                 'It was just when you were taking those pictures a few minutes ago, well, did you, er, realise, you were, er, flashing? I mean, I don't normally go up to complete strangers and ask personal questions but we'll never see each other again after this so, what the hell!'                 Cindy sounded so serious and formal that Sarah gave a peal of laughter – which drew a hesitant grin from Cindy.                 'No-one was supposed to notice,' Sarah grinned, 'but yes, it was deliberate.'                 'Wow! That's really cool.'                 'The thing is,' I explained, 'to make our holiday more interesting, we have a list of things we'd like to do. Every morning we pick one at random and we have to have done it before we go to sleep that night.'                 'That's brilliant,' Cindy enthused. 'Look, can we take our drinks over to our table. Ron would love to hear about this – if you don't mind him knowing of course.'                 I shrugged and looked at Sarah. I didn't mind, because I've always liked talking about sex with attractive women and Cindy was certainly attractive. So it came down to whether or not Sarah wanted to chat to Ron. If she didn't like the look of him, fair enough, we would make our excuses and go.                 While I was thinking all this, Sarah was giving Ron the once-over. Then she turned to Cindy and smiled.                 'Your Ron sounds like Harry, here. He loves talking about sex.'                 'I bet he does more than just talk about it,' Cindy laughed, letting her eyes drift down to my groin before raising them again.                 'God! Does he ever!' Sarah grinned.                 Cindy wasted little time telling Ron about our list and he demanded to know what sort of things were on it.                 'Apart from letting Harry take a picture of me flashing?' Sarah laughed. 'Oooh, now let me see: I think one of mine is to be tied up and ravished for as long and in as many different ways as he can manage.'                 'Another is to find somewhere to have sex in the car – and then drive back home, both of us naked from the waist down,' I offered.                 'There's one where we have to make each other come on the beach. That might be tricky.'                 'It will be if you make your usual amount of noise,' I said warningly.                 'Don't you just love noisy women?' Ron grinned. 'I think that's one of the reasons I married Cindy.'                 'Bullshit, honey!' she retorted mildly. 'You married me because I put out for you on our first date and, ever since then, I've let you do anything you want, anytime you want.'                 'Can't argue with that,' he nodded. 'I'll put the noise you make down as a bonus.'                 'You'll have gathered, we like sex,' Cindy giggled. 'The more, the better.'                 'We like variety too, don't we hon?' Ron stated.                 'We do,' she agreed and added for our benefit. 'Back home we belong to a swingers' group.'                 'Oh. Wow! How does that work?' Sarah demanded, genuinely interested.                 'There's about a dozen couples in our group and we meet once a month,' Ron explained. 'Not everyone can make it every time but there's always eight or nine couples… '                 '…Which allows for plenty of variety,' Cindy cut in. 'We sometimes have theme nights – a bit like your list, in a way.'                 'That's right. Let's see, we've had a Mistress and Slave evening; a Roman orgy; a hookers and pimps night… What else?' Ron looked at Cindy for help.                 'We had the gang-bang,' she giggled, before explaining. 'One of the girls let it drop she'd always had a fantasy about being gang-banged. So, one night, we had an old mattress in the middle of the floor. Before anything else happened, we made her lie down on it and then about six of the guys took turns with her.'                 'That was a fun session,' Ron nodded enthusiastically.                 'Betty-Lou didn't stop smiling for a week!' Cindy laughed. 'Even though she had trouble sitting down the next day.'                 'Hardly surprising!' Ron snorted.                 'She got it in the ass almost as much as in her pussy,' Cindy explained.                 'She got it in her ass at the same time as she got it in her pussy,' Ron laughed.                 'Sucking a dick at the same time,' Cindy finished. 'It looked so hot. I mean, we all knew she wasn't doing anything against her will, but at first it really looked like she was being raped – until it became obvious she was enjoying it. One or two of the other girls have said they wouldn't mind trying it so we'll probably do it again sometime.'                 'And then you girls usually put on some sort of show for us guys,' Ron reminded her.                 'Sometimes they need a little encouragement to stiffen up,' Cindy winked at Sarah.                 'Only after we've cum a few times,' Ron protested.                 'Wow! I see what you mean about variety,' Sarah laughed. 'Oh, anyone like a drink?'                 Ron and Cindy exchanged a quick look.                 'I don't think so, thanks,' Cindy said apologetically. 'We only stopped here to buy some stamps for our postcards. We're going back to the States tomorrow so if we don't mail them tonight, they'll never get mailed at all. But we thought we'd have a quick coffee while we were here and use up some of our coins. Hey, why don't you guys come back to our place and help us finish off the last of our booze?'                 'Great idea!' Ron chimed in. 'It's only five minutes by car – and it's got a great view of the ocean. You could help us come up with some new ideas for the group. Get a fresh perspective.'                   'What do you say?' Cindy looked pleadingly from Sarah to me.                 As though to emphasise her words, she put her hand on my thigh. I glanced quickly at Ron, but he was too busy smiling at Sarah to notice what his wife was doing.                 'Fine by me,' I smiled at her. 'Sarah?'                 'Sure,' she agreed, giving a little jump, as though her mind had been elsewhere.                 'Then it's settled,' Cindy announced, standing up. 'Where are you guys parked?'                 'Right outside,' I said pointing to our car on the other side of the glass.                 'We're across the road and up a side street. If you wait in your car, we'll give you a toot as we pass and then you can follow us to our apartment. Come on, Ron.'                 While we waited in the car for Ron and Cindy, I fished out one of the joints we'd brought and lit up.                 'What do you think of them, then?' I asked, blowing out a plume of smoke.                 'They seem like a fun couple.'                 'Nice of them to invite us back for a drink.'                 'What are you saying?' she asked, taking a drag from the joint.                 'I'm not sure. Ron seemed to like you; Cindy seemed to like me. They both like swinging and, after learning that we're into sex, they invite us back to their place.'                 'Ron was stroking my thigh at the table,' Sarah nodded thoughtfully.                 ‘Was he now? There you are then! I may be wrong but I think . . . '                 '. . . they fancy us,' Sarah finished. 'They want to fuck us.'                 'You got that, too?'                 'It seemed fairly obvious to me,' she nodded calmly.                 I had a sudden thought and slid my hand up her thigh until my fingers reached her cunt. As I suspected, she was both hot and very wet.                 'And you like the idea, don't you?' I challenged her, withdrawing my hand and licking my fingers.                 'Yep,' she admitted, before running her hand over my erection. 'Just like you do.'                 I laughed, flicked the joint out of the window and leaned over to kiss her. The urgency with which she returned it, spoke volumes. The sound of a quick blast on a car horn ended the kiss and I quickly started the engine and swung out into the road behind their car. Sarah ran her fingertips over my erection again.                 'In case you're wondering, I think you're just a little bit bigger than he is,' she told me.                 'Jesus! You were groping him, as well?' I croaked, as I realised there was only one way she could know that.                 'It only seemed fair, considering what he was doing to me,' she giggled.                 'Shit! No wonder you're wet!'                 'You know what I'm looking forward to – apart from being fucked by Ron, that is?'                 'No. What?'                 'Having you watch me – and watching you fuck Cindy, of course.'                 The thought that we might have sex in front of each other had not occurred to me until then. I'd heard Sarah having sex with other men, of course, but I'd never seen her. I felt a surge of excitement, followed by a twinge of jealously.                 'Jesus!' I breathed.                 She laughed softly and continued to stroke my prick.                 'Are you going to fuck her ass?'                 'You think she'd let me?'                 'I think so,' she nodded. 'Why else tell us about, whoever it was, having it that way?'                 'Betty-Lou? You may be right. How do you feel about putting on a show for us guys if we need help stiffening-up?' I grinned.                 'I thought about that when she mentioned it. I've never done it with a girl before,' she said slowly, 'and I'm not sure I'll want to start tonight.'                 'Fine by me,' I said reassuringly.                 'But I'm looking forward to fucking Ron while you watch.'                 'You're wicked!' I laughed.                 'Living with you is making me more wicked by the day,' she retorted, unzipping my flies and slipping her hand inside.                 'Hey, you can't blame me!' I protested – and then groaned as she ran a finger nail lightly over the opening in the end of my prick. 'Back when I was just your lodger, you were fucking everything that moved.'                 'I know,' she conceded, 'but I've calmed down a bit now – and I'm no longer prepared to settle for quantity, I want quality – and variety – and it seems to me that you're encouraging me to do all sorts of stuff I would never have done otherwise. Like right now, for example. If you had told me six months ago that I would be going on holiday with a guy who wanted me to go out without panties and then flash my pussy in a public bar before going home with a couple of perfect strangers for some group sex I would have told you, you were crazy!'                 'I just think you're making up for lost time and, having fucked yourself senseless for a few months, you're now ready to broaden your experience.'                   'Well, if half the things we've talked about, happen tonight, I'll certainly have done some broadening,' she laughed.                 Ahead of us, Ron pulled off the road and onto a ramp leading down to an underground car park. I eased into the parking bay next to him and grinned at Cindy across the gap separating our cars.                 'Have fun!' Sarah said, re-zipping my flies.                 'You too!'                 Ron had moved quickly round to Sarah's side of the car and opened the door for her so I climbed out of my side and opened Cindy's door. She smiled her thanks and swung her legs out. By keeping her knees some six or more inches apart, she made sure I was able to see that, like Sarah, she wasn't wearing panties.                 I offered her my arm once she was on her feet, but she was having none of it. Instead she grabbed my arm and draped it around her neck, pulling my hand down so that she could press it against her breast. The nipple, I couldn't help but notice, was already stiff.                 Holding my hand in place as though not trusting me to keep fondling her, she slid her other hand down the back of my chinos to grab my ass.                 'Seems like we're all going commando tonight,' she observed.                 'It's the only way to travel,' I told her.                 She laughed and continued fondling my ass as we followed Ron and Sarah into the lift. On the way up, he stood behind her, his hands loosely around her waist which appeared innocent enough until the look of mischief in Sarah's eyes and the movement of her hips showed she was rubbing her ass against his dick.                 Cindy smiled benevolently at them and moved her hand until she was able to work the tip of a finger into my ass. Hearing my sudden intake of breath she looked up, innocently, at me.                 'What?'                 I rolled my eyes in reply making her laugh.                 'You like that, huh? How about if I was to use my tongue?'                 I groaned and Ron, guessing – probably as a result of experience – bent to stage-whisper in Sarah's ear.                 'I think my wife is doing something dirty to your boyfriend.'                 'If she's doing what I think she's doing,' Sarah giggled, 'he'll be loving every second of it.'                 The apartment they'd rented was on the top floor of the block and had a great view of the sea. We stood on the balcony for a few minutes looking out over calm water before Cindy, who had seen the view many times, grew impatient and slid her hand down the front of my chinos. As a way of attracting my attention, it was perfect. I looked down at her up-turned and expectant face, slid my hands under the back of her dress to cup her ass and kissed her.                 It was a good kiss. Fierce, urgent, demanding and promising more to come. Coming up for air, some minutes later, I noticed Sarah and Ron in pretty much the same situation. Cindy, however, wasn't interested in what the others were doing.                 'Let's go inside,' she suggested, practically dragging me, 'and have a dance.'                 She put on some soft music and melted into my arms. We didn't so much dance, as swayed on the spot. She resumed her fondling of my prick while I stroked her ass and then I gently turned her round so that, with her ass rubbing my prick, I was able to grope a breast with one hand and rub her clit with the other.                 Things were moving along nicely, with Cindy moaning appreciatively and giving every indication that she was not far away from a climax when the other two came in from the patio.                 'Well, they seem to be getting along all right!' Ron laughed.                 Reluctantly, we stopped what we were doing and Cindy gave a little shake, to bring herself back to reality.                 'How about I make a jug of coffee and maybe you could pour out some brandies?' she suggested to Ron.                 'Good idea, hon,' he nodded, giving her an affectionate pat on her ass.                 She giggled and headed for the kitchen with Ron close behind. I pulled Sarah into my arms and kissed her. For a moment, as our tongues fenced, I almost forgot I was supposed to be lusting after Cindy and reached for a breast. She giggled as she pulled away.                 'Harry, leave me alone! You know I'm with Ron. What sort of a girl do you take me for?'                 I laughed and then stopped as it finally registered what her kiss had tasted of.                 'I wondered why you two were out there so long,' I frowned. 'You sucked him off, didn't you?'                 She grinned wickedly and nodded, just as Ron returned with four brandy glasses on a tray.                 'Coffee's on its way,' he said cheerfully, offering us each a glass.                 Moments later, Cindy came in with another tray of coffee, cups, milk and sugar. We all went through the motions of pouring ourselves some, but it was clear the damn stuff would be cold before anyone got around to drinking it.                 Cindy carefully stirred hers and then put down the spoon.                 'Too hot to drink just now,' she decided.                 'Is that right?' I mused, slipping and arm around her. 'I wonder what we could do until it's cool?'                 'That's easy!' she laughed, pushing me down onto one of the two sofas.                 She paused only long enough to peel off her dress before kneeling in front of me to start undoing my trousers.                 Pretty soon, I was naked, lying back against the cushions and enjoying a blow-job. As such, I was able to watch Sarah step out of her skirt and sit along the sofa, leaning against the end. With one knee drawn up and resting against the back of the sofa and her other foot on the floor, her thighs were wide apart and the invitation was clear. Ron accepted with a grunt of anticipation, burying his head between her thighs – to Sarah's obvious delight, judging from the way she closed her eyes, threw back her head and arched her back.                 I was so caught up in watching Sarah being eaten it was with something of a shock that I realised I was close to cumming. Cindy guessed why I gently pulled her up and away and, with a wicked grin, climbed onto the sofa, straddled me and lowered her cunt towards my face, Grabbing her ass with both hands I alternated between nibbling her clit and licking her cunt with broad stokes of my tongue.                 She was, as Ron had mentioned, a noisy little thing. When she wasn't urging me on with a stream of dirty talk, she was moaning and gasping, grinding herself against me.                 A wail, followed by a lot of shuddering, informed me she was climaxing and then she grabbed my face with both hands and, as we kissed long and hard, she wriggled herself back onto my erection.                 I've never pushed my prick into hot butter, but if I ever did, I imagine it wouldn't be a lot different to pushing it into Cindy. I've always thought Sarah was possibly the hottest and wettest woman it's been my good fortune to fuck, but Cindy just had the edge and it went some way to explaining why she and Ron enjoyed swinging so much. If Cindy was always as ready as she was just then, I imagine she would be hard for one man to keep up with.                 Although she felt tight around my prick, she was so wet I slid smoothly into her. She gave a long, loud moan and began rolling her hips around my instinctive thrusts. Over her shoulder, I saw Sarah's face screwed up in that fierce look I knew so well – the one that meant she was being fucked just the way she liked it.                 Then my focus shifted back to Cindy. Having pulled back from the edge of a climax while she was sucking me, I knew I wasn't going to be able to delay it much longer and tried desperately to make sure she came as well. As it was, my climax triggered hers and we both shuddered and gasped until our spasms eased. Then we opened our eyes and grinned at each other. It had been a more than satisfactory fuck.                 A series of sobbing moans from the other sofa indicated Ron and Sarah had caught us up and, for several minutes, no-one spoke while we waited for our breathing to calm down. Cindy finally climbed off me and sat up.                 'Now I'm ready for my coffee.'                 'Me too,' Ron smiled lazily.                 Sarah smiled, stretching like a cat before running her hands over her breasts. Then she leaned forwards to pick up her coffee.                 'You guys aren't in any rush to get rid of us are you?' she asked, casually.                 Sarah, clearly, was in the mood for more. Cindy laughed her approval.                 'Stay as long as you like!'                 I grinned to myself, as, out of the corner of my eye, I caught Sarah reaching for Ron's softening prick. I didn't stare though, because Cindy had similar ideas.                 'Sarah seems to be enjoying herself,' she remarked, boldly taking hold of my prick.                 'So am I,' I replied. 'Hopefully you are, too.'                 'Oh, yes,' she giggled and then gave my stiffening prick a squeeze. 'Especially if I can have this again.'                 'I was hoping you'd say that,' I smiled.                 'Then why don't I see if I can help you get ready?' she suggested.                 I more or less stayed as I was which allowed Cindy to lean on my thighs and use her mouth to complete my erection. For several mind-blowing minutes she showed off her oral skills, keeping me on the edge of cumming but not quite close enough. When she finally sat back I was more than ready to fuck her again.                 Despite Sarah's ministrations however – she was using both hands on his prick and balls – Ron looked to be only half erect. Cindy clucked in dismay. Sarah loo

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