Midsummer Weekend Pt. 04

When my head found hers, Eleanor whispered, "You're completely crazy, Will!" She knew.

Before I could react, Nella knelt down in front of Hope and leaned closer until they kissed. Suddenly, completely taken by surprised, I felt my wife's fingers between my legs, then on my cock, then moving upwards to touch Hope's pussy. I felt Hope freeze in place, but instantly relax as she saw Nella winking at me, then at Hope.

"Never been kissed like that, have you?" The normally unflappable Hope had absolutely nothing to say. "First time with a woman?"

"Yes." A simple answer but right now as much as she was able to do.

"Well, not for me, my dear." General laughter again.

Through it, Nella asked Hope, "Did you really believe that I hadn't noticed?" I saw Hope's simple nod. Nella's last comment through a large grin surprised both Hope and me, "Any time you want to do that, my dear. Any time."

As everybody else thought she was talking about the kiss. We knew she was not. While I was failing to regain any sort of composure, Nella looked around again, and settled on Lincoln, "Truth or dare?"

"Well, as scared as I was of the first questions, I don't think I'd be willing to kiss Timothy!" After the laughter, he answered, "Truth!"

"Think of it as a follow-up question. Have you ever dreamed of a threesome, and if so, with whom?"

Lincoln's blood drained completely from his face, "Er, yes?"

"Don't look so sure, Lin? What's wrong?"

"Er, yes I'm sure... Like most guys I have..."

"And with anyone we know?" Nella asked, a naughty smile on her face.

"Well... what happens if I don't want to answer?"

"Oooh!" said Hope, recovering quickly from her earlier shock and despite the large cock moving slowly in and out of her pussy. "It *is* one of us! Who? Tell us who, Lin?"

Rinette looked at Lincoln and said, "Don't worry, my love. I think it's pretty clear now that we've all somehow been drugged by the Midsummer moon... and I really want to know now!"

"Well," he said, "there are two, actually. Can I answer for a foursome?"

"Of course!" said Nella.

"Well, the first is Kate, and the second one is you, Nella." Lincoln's face looked like it was trying to figure out if it wanted to be white or red. "Damn it!" he continued, "At the end of the day we're going to know way too much stuff on everybody here!"

He was right, of course. When we got out of the jacuzzi later, we knew pretty much who had fantasized about whom, had taken a very well-lit look at everybody's naked body, had seen kisses that were not supposed to happen and, just exactly who, besides Eleanor and Timothy, enjoyed anal. Inside the lodge for dinner, some of us remained naked and everybody was at least topless. It was completely surreal.

Even though the sun was still shining outside, it was now well past the time when we usually left the lodge to go back to our real lives. Nobody talked about it, but one after the other, we found our phones and made a few calls and arranged to be either absent or "sick" tomorrow. None of us wanted to leave. We knew something impossible was going to happen tonight, something that had been forbidden since our first Midsummer, even though we hadn't needed to say it.

We were going to have sex with other people tonight.

If the mood had been fey since we got here Friday, the atmosphere as we ate this Sunday night dinner was unbelievable. Even though she was right in front of me, my mind both enjoyed and rebelled at the sight of Hope's completely nude body as she went to the kitchen. That was not supposed to happen, my mind kept repeating. Indeed it was not. But as I looked at the thin strip of red hair above her pussy, I couldn't help but try and confront my mind. Shouldn't this be the norm instead of the usual prudish clothing? Shouldn't we always be naked? Some part of my mind knew my reasoning was flawed, but, looking at Rinette's just-as-amazing-as-I-thought ass, I couldn't care less about logic.

I couldn't eat very much. For me, sexual energy and food didn't mix very well. Seeing Kate leaning towards Eleanor to lick a drop of sauce from her friend's breast didn't help at all. I was relieved when dinner was over even though I had to get up with a visible erection. Instead of the shock it would have created in any other circumstance, all I got were a few smiles. I had no idea what was going to happen next as we moved to the living room and its many large couches, but somehow we all ended up naked.

I'll always suspect that the women somehow managed to talk amongst themselves at some point because things sorted themselves out very smoothly. I sat down on a couch with Nella, and a few moments later Hope came and sat on Nella's lap, stretching her legs across mine. When she placed her arm around my wife and started to kiss her, all the while caressing my chest with her free hand, the evening became clearer.

On the huge bearskin rug, Rinette, Lincoln, Kate and Marcus settled in comfortably in a very tight group. Eleanor, on another sofa, seemed to be glowing between Connor and her husband Timothy. How strange that this reserved, introverted woman had had anal sex in front of us last night, and now was clearly going to live another of her fantasies with two men. Connor had made, perhaps, the most surprising revelation in the jacuzzi, spurred by a question from his wife no less. He had revealed that he too would like to have a threesome but with a man as the third partner. Looks like everybody's going to see their wishes coming true.

In no time at all the caresses and kisses turned sexual, and while we were all very open-minded right now, some instinct pushed us to find more intimate rooms. We all left the bearskin foursome, a name that would stick for years afterwards, alone in the living room and went up to the bedrooms.

When I closed the door behind me and saw Hope and my wife, completely naked, looking at each other across the bed, my heart missed a beat. As one, they turned to me and each extended a hand. My erection in front of me, I walked towards them and grabbed their hands. It was our first time, for all of us, doing a threesome. Kneeling on the bed, there was an awkward pause then shared laughter. We had no idea what we were going to do, yet knew perfectly what we wanted.

Somehow in the back of my head, I expected that either Nella and I would break the ice, or both girls would. But Nella had other ideas. Still kneeling on the bed, she moved behind Hope and beckoned me with a finger. Hope was trapped between us and, as if floodgates had been opened, I felt her arms around me, her lips on mine, her hair on my shoulders, her breasts on my chest, my cock against her smooth belly and, soon, her hands all over my back and ass. Then two more hands appeared, moving all over Hope's and my bodies. I could feel Nella's hands joining Hope's on my back, ass and thighs, then they pulled back and enjoyed the redhead's body for a while, coming up to her breasts as I felt those two mounds coming alive against my chest.

I hadn't kissed another women in years and this weekend I kissed Eleanor and the fiery redhead who had been on my mind for a long time. I felt a hand grabbing my cock and didn't even know whose it was. The thrill was astounding. Nella moved around and appeared right next to us to join in our kiss. A three-way kiss isn't as easy as a regular one, but the feeling of two tongues dancing against my own was delightful. We managed to find a rhythm that allowed us to come even closer together.

In the end, as nice as that kiss was, we all needed something deeper. Hope suddenly pushed herself back, grinned at us and said, "I really need your husband's cock now, Nella!"

We shivered and shared a breathless laughter as Nella and I watched the unreality of Hope turning around, going down on all four, opening herself to my cock. As I moved behind her, Nella took my cock and guided it right up to Hope's pussy. Somehow her hand amplified the already intense emotions threatening to overwhelm me. The strangest thing was that I had been, only a couple of hours ago, deep in that same pussy. But having my wife guiding me once more into its folds...

I sheathed my cock as far as I could go. When I felt her nice round ass molding itself against my thighs, her insides stretched to their limit as I pushed deeply into her. I felt myself shaking. In a trance once more this weekend, I pulled back slowly before pushing back in. My mind barely able to realize that the ass below and around me wasn't the same it was used to. Torn between a deep desire to fuck Hope's brains out making her lose consciousness with too much pleasure and an equally deep desire to make sure this night never, ever ended, I tried to find a pace that would work.

Looking up suddenly at a moan from Nella, I saw something I'd dreamed about but had only ever seen in porn movies. Nella was lying on her back, her legs wide open as Hope was starting to devour her pussy. I had to slow down, or cum in the next second. Looking at me above the incredibly sexy body of our friend, Nella silently mouthed the words, "Do it, Will..." That was, actually, way more than what I needed. Grabbing Hope's hips firmly, I began fucking her a lot harder, a lot faster. The sudden intensity made her stop what she was doing to Nella and turn to look at me. She was crying and moaning yet her eyes never left me.

Seconds later I felt as if my entire body was imploding towards my cock and balls. I felt my cum being dredged up and pulled inexorably up my cock and into her. It was me who came close to losing consciousness as I exploded. As jet after jet of my sperm began overfilling the spasming pussy of a woman who was not my wife, some small part of my mind was screaming, "This was not supposed to happen, even on a midsummer's night!!!" Yet it had, yet it had...

Some time later I found myself lying down on the bed, my soft cock being devoured by my wife. Half a blowjob, half a tit job. The night was, obviously, not even close to being finished. I was still relatively soft though having had a huge orgasm minutes before. When I also saw Hope kneeling down across from Nella, my mind began reeling even though I believed I had seen everything. Two mouths, four glorious breasts and lots of loving attention. That was more than enough to bring everything back to life. Reaching behind me to push a couple of pillows under my head, I then settled down to enjoy the barely believable show in front of me.

Very soon my cock was hard once again, blissfully drowned in this mix of soft lips, wet tongues, slick breasts, deep mouths, massaging hands. Thick manes of hair, one brown and soft, the other red and curly, were draped over their backs and my belly as the two women seemed to be playing with me. They were smiling, laughing, sharing a few kisses over or around my cock, letting their free hands roam all over the other's body. I don't know how long we stayed this way, but so soon after a climax, I know I could have enjoyed this moment for a long, long while.

The words that put an end to my bliss, somehow, didn't sound all that bad. It was Hope saying, "I want to feel him inside me again."

As Nella smiled and moved back, Hope straddled me, then guided my cock against her pussy and lowered herself all the way. Seeing this goddess upon my cock was wonderful. Then Nella moved up towards my head to straddle me as well offering me her pussy. I closed my eyes and did my best to bring her to orgasm. It didn't take long. My arms under her thighs, my hands on her hip, I guided her above me until I found the perfect angle. She was drowning wet, burning hot. As soon as my tongue touched her clit, which usually doesn't happen before a while, she placed her hand on my head, grabbing two fistfuls of hair, and pulled herself harder against my mouth.

When I opened my eyes, looking up, I saw her face already contorted with pleasure. Her breasts were dancing gently up and down and side to side as she focused her entire being around her pussy and the impending climax. Below her, as fascinated as I was by the sight of her beauty above me, I couldn't help but also be conscious of the other woman on me. I couldn't see her at all but her weight, her thighs, her ass, her hands on my belly and, most importantly, her pussy all around my cock, were all distinctly clear in my head.

As soon as I saw Hope's head appearing from behind and closing upon Nella's breasts, my wife's eyes opened and her whole body began to shake. As if her hands on Nella's breasts reminded her of the crazy situation, Hope pushed Nella over the threshold. Not holding anything back, her moans turned into cries and screams as Nella let her orgasm loose. Everybody else must have heard but, then again, busy as they all were they probably didn't even notice. Nella's hands left my hair as she fell forward slightly, trying to maintain some control over her body. She was shaking, twitching, pulling her too sensitive clit away from my mouth, fighting the urge to leave it there longer. Eventually she moved off falling like a doll on the bed beside us.

Grinning, Hope looked away from Nella and stared at me. Placing her hands on my chest she bent forward and really began to ride me. Once again she looked like a nymph from Celtic stories, or a fury ready to make deadly battle. Luckily for us all, the power burning inside her was only her own climax, and it looked ready to explode any moment now. With her normally pale skin was now red with the blood pulsing in her veins, her reddish nipples and fiery hair, she really looked like she was on fire above me. That sight alone would have been enough to mesmerize me completely, but the facts that another woman was fucking me, and that my wife was just next to me as transfixed by that redhead as I was, were simply too much.

As Hope started to climax, I began laughing, as much from sheer pleasure as from a sort of Midsummer madness. When she pulled back up, throwing her arms up above her head, Hope seemed to really turn into living fire, twisting and dancing, her hair and breasts like tongues of flame. Her climax was a thing of absolute beauty, transcending the natural world into something that was so much more.

Eventually she came back down, drained from that near-magical experience. She fell on my other side, and began crying. Smiling, knowing that Hope's sobs were not sadness, Nella crossed over and lay down behind Hope. We held her in our arms until her sobs turned into laughter.

"That was unbelievable!" Hope's whispered words.

After a pause, I said, "You think it's over?"

Both women laughed at my comment, until Nella saw I was still fully erect. "What? You managed not to cum through this, this sexual fire? Wow! I came again, masturbating, just looking at her!"

After some more laughter, I turned and moved over Hope. Despite everything, I felt her arching her back, offering me her pussy again as I slipped over her. But I kept going until I reached Nella. Pushing her fully on her belly, I placed my cock between my wife's ass cheeks.

"What? You want my ass now?" A reflex, pure instinct, made me twitch at her words. Surprised, laughing at the response, Nella turned around and looked at me: "Really? You'd really want to do that?" Hope, lying on her side right next to us, was watching us, a smile on her lips.

"Well," I said, unsure of what I should say, "I was not going for it now, but..." Nella and Hope laughed again.

"Put that cock into my pussy right now, and I promise you we're going to try it later..."

As I pushed my cock into my wife's pussy, as I had done hundreds if not thousands of times before, I realized it was different nonetheless. Despite sharing a kiss with Hope as I was fucking Nella, my mind was still chasing down paths it had never really explored before. Sure I had seen a few anal porn clips, and sure I had enjoyed them. But to really do it? Now, completely overwhelmed by too many sensations, I was ready to try anything.

When I felt Hope's hand on my ass pushing me harder against Nella, I grinned into her kiss, before breaking it to say, "Kiss Nella, now!"

Both women laughed, but didn't waste much time. Guiding my own hand to Hope's ass, I slipped it down until I reached her pussy. When she pushed her ass outward and spread her legs slightly, I pushed two of my fingers inside her. Short of having two cocks, I was just about fucking two women at the same time. Looking at them kissing, inches away, with Hope's hand on my ass, my second climax slowly but clearly grew until it bloomed into one of the best climaxes of my life. As I was cumming into my wife, I knew I could easily have switched to Hope's pussy. Without thought, I did, pulling out and moving above her to push my cock and sperm once more into her. Surprise, pleasure and laughter again, one last time before our bodies simply gave up.

After a quick shower we came back to bed and dropped like stones. Our bodies twisted and intertwined in what must have been very uncomfortable positions, we fell asleep in one tangled mess.

While the following morning should have been, at the very least, extraordinarily awkward, it wasn't. In fact, this strange and unexpected weekend deeply transformed our group of friends. Our Midsummer weekends became exclusive. No more outsiders.

But more than that, our entire lives were altered by that Celtic experience. While we remained independent couples, the ten of us became a lot closer, and the lines between couples were blurry enough to allow some extra freedom all year long.

As the first few weeks went by afterwards, I really thought that the Midsummer weekends would remain the only place where we truly let ourselves loose, even if the rest of the year would still be quite fun. That was a big mistake on my part. For instance, I never expected our following Midwinter weekend to be so... dramatic!