Among Friends

We waited in a booth at Denny's for Adriana and Jerry. They were meeting us for dinner. We had just come into town, on our way to another friend's but Jolene, my wife, wanted to spend some time with her childhood friend and her husband. I had met them a couple of times before and liked them both. I thought Adriana was dick stiffening sexy.

We expected them to be late, but they surprised us with their prompt arrival. I admired Adriana's looks, face and figure. Despite her age, there was an air about her that stirred me. She hadn't changed since the last time we'd been together. Her breasts were obvious, even under her winter jacket. Before they slid in across the table from us, we exchanged hugs and handshakes and familiar greetings about how happy we were to see each other.

I felt a stirring in my crotch as Adriana settled in, removing her coat, scarf, and hat, rubbing her arms to warm up. It was extremely cold outside. Biting cold. I wished I could reach across the table and rub her arms. Maybe other parts. Have I mentioned she was an older but attractive woman?

Her husband, Jerry, who had a name similar to mine, settled in as well. I liked him, even though I was jealous that he got to sleep with Adriana every night. I could only do that in my fantasies. My wife and I hadn't had sex for a long time, years. She just wasn't into it.

Throughout dinner and after drinks, we talked and laughed and I lusted in silence, imagining many scenarios where I had my hands under Adriana's shirt, caressing those lovely breasts, feeling her nipples harden under my palms. By the time the check came, I had a painful erection. I did my best to dispel those thoughts because I would have to stand up soon.

We moved our reunion to our hotel room upstairs. I walked with Adriana while Jerry accompanied Jolene. The click of the room door closing behind us raised another boner in my pants.

Our room had two double beds, an armchair, and a desk chair. Jolene sat on her bed, me on mine. Adriana took the armchair and Jerry by the desk. We continued our conversation from the restaurant, something about vaccinations.

Laying back on my bed, I tried to concentrate on the conversation, making appropriate comments, but my mind was on Adriana, how she sat, her leg crossed at the ankles, hooked back as she leaned forward in the chair. In no time, I was picturing how her crotch would look without her pants.

Next thing I knew, Adriana shouted my name. "Barry." I looked up, thinking she had shouted "Jerry," expecting her to be looking at her husband, but she was looking at me. "What are you doing?" She asked, then looked from my face to my crotch.

I looked down. My erection was clearly visible through my pants.

"Is that for me?" She asked, eyes wide, smile wider. Her tongue flicked behind her teeth.

I glanced toward my wife, expecting a disgusted look to be on her face, but she looked happy, smiling, eyes wide. Jerry guffawed.

I squirmed, moving my legs to hide my arousal, but it was too late. Expecting to receive some sort of lambasting for being such a pig. It shocked me when Adriana came over to me and gave my cock a squeeze through the material of my pants.

Again, I looked at my wife, but she still seemed to enjoy what was going on. My cock felt like it was swelling even more, threatening to split my pants.

"Do I excite you?" Adriana asked, a wicked smile on her face. She rubbed my crotch with one hand and squeezed her breast with the other. "Oh, I like that thought." I only smiled. I was afraid to talk, having no idea what to say.

Her husband was looking from me to her, looking as happy as Jolene did.

"I'm sorry," I said even though I was thrilled to have her hand on me like it was.

"Oh my god, don't be," she spoke from her throat, her voice low and raspy. Then she looked toward Jolene and said, "You don't mind, do you?"

I almost came when my wife shrugged and said, "Go ahead."

Then Adriana was tugging at my belt, undoing the button on my jeans, pulling down my fly. I moved my hips to make the job easier and my cock was free, hard as iron. Adriana wrapped her fingers around it. They were cool against my scorching skin and a throb pulsed through my shaft. I couldn't help but moan.

Adriana smiled at me, showing her teeth, then she moved her head forward and put my cock in her mouth.

Lightning flashed through my body from my dick out to the ends of my fingers, toes, head. More throbs shivered through my penis.

"You like that?" She'd taken my cock out of her mouth long enough to ask.

"Oh my god yes," I moaned. She closed her lips around me again and began long, slow gentle sucks, running her tongue the length of my shaft. She opened her mouth, allowing her tongue to lick all the way up to and over the top of the head. More tremors vibrated through my body. I couldn't help but thrust my pelvis up, driving my cock back into her mouth. She closed it and resumed sucking, always sliding her wonderful tongue up and down. My head lolled back, my eyes closed, my hips moved with her tongue.

I looked toward my wife, and she was smiling, enjoying the show. She had put a hand to her crotch and was rubbing herself. I had never seen her do that before, and it was a massive turn on. Knowing that another man was also watching her sent more shivers through me.

Adriana stopped sucking me. "I'm getting hot. Do you mind?" she asked, giving the bottom of her sweater a little lift. She was asking if I minded if she removed her top. Was she crazy?

"Let me," I said, reaching for it, pulling it over her head. She was wearing a t-shirt that ended up half off with the sweater. Her sky-blue bra was partly visible. I finished taking off her t-shirt, then slipped my hands over her breasts, feeling them through the lace. Reality was way better than the fantasies I had had. She pressed her tits against my palms while her hands found my erection and gave it long, slow strokes, rubbing the head and squeezing the shaft. Every muscle in my body was singing. I reached behind her and released the catch on her bra, then pulled it away.

She sat back, dropping her hands to her sides, just letting her breasts hang. It was as though she knew how erotic I found that pose, gravity allowing her breasts to rest there, her nipples, small and pink, standing at attention. I ran my hands around them as I had in my dreams, marvelling at the hardness of her nipples, the soft fullness of her. Her hands went back to my cock.

I heard Barry stand and watched as he dropped his pants, his cock standing hard and free. Jolene looked at him, her knees coming apart, her hand massaging her crotch.

Suddenly, I needed to be naked, and pulled off my shirt. Adriana pulled my pants all the way off and I hooked off my socks. I guided her to standing and kissed her full on the lips, jamming my tongue in her mouth, cupping her ass, pulling her hard against me, crushing my erection against her belly. I had her lay back on the bed and removed her pants and panties, taking a moment to stand and admire her full bush and the pink lips of her pussy. I couldn't help but give my cock a little squeeze and rub as I gazed over her naked body.

Jerry was standing at the foot of my wife's bed, rubbing his own cock. My wife was watching him, rubbing her tits with one hand, the other still attending to her pussy. She was the only one still dressed. I felt an urgent need to see her naked in front of this other man. A surge of desire blasted through my cock, making me squeeze it again.

I began kissing the inside of Adriana's thighs, loving the feel of her skin against my lips, my tongue. She didn't have a perfect body; she had the body of a sixty-year-old woman. But, carrying a few extra pounds and the marks of motherhood turned me on so much. I was keenly aware of every sensation, the feel of my cock where it rubbed on the bedcovers as I worked my kissing way to her gleaming pussy lips. I briefly wondered when the last time Barry had put his cock in her, his sperm, but then it didn't matter. I wanted to put my tongue in her pussy, lick her lips, taste her juices, feel her warmth. If it meant I had to eat another man's cum, so be it. Her pubic hair scratched against my face, but it felt wonderful as my tongue tasted her. Her essence caressed my nostrils. She smelled as delicious as she tasted. She squirmed, letting me know my mouth was giving her the same pleasures hers had done for me.

I pushed harder against her crotch, thrusting my tongue in and out, licking all around, searching for her most sensitive parts. My hands crawled up her stomach and settled on her wonderful breasts.

My wife began to strip. Slow. Watching Jerry as he continued to rub himself, also slow. Watching her brought me to new heights of desire and when she pulled her top off, exposing her tits, I thought I would lose my mind. Her fingers gleamed from the juices her pussy was producing.

Jerry moved along the side of the bed and when he was standing near her head, she reached out, grabbed his stiff cock, and pulled him into her mouth. Watching my wife do for this man, something she had refused to do for me for many years, was a great turn on. I was certain this encounter was going to add new adventures to our own relationship. Then Adriana's rocking hips drew me back to what my mouth was doing. I'd brought her to orgasm, full and uninhibited. She was moaning and encouraging me.

"Don't stop. This is incredible." She struggled the words out, panting between each.

I pushed my face in more, smothering my ability to breathe but allowing my tongue to grind hard against her clitoris. I wanted her to experience multiple orgasms. I'd brought Jolene to those in the past this way.

And then she was thrashing, her pelvis rocking, pressing against my face, grinding her clit against my nose."Ohhh," she cried. "My God, you're making me crazy. More, more, more"

With each 'more' she thrust her crotch against my face, sliding on the juices dripping, smeared over my skin. Feeling her cumming against me, because of me, sent throbs of pleasure through my cock. I decided now was the right time to start fucking her. Just the thought of that made my cock swell, aching to have her wrapped around me. As I shifted position, she must have realized what I was about to do because she grabbed me by the back of the head, pulled me close to her mouth and said, "Yes, I want you in me." I was happy to oblige.

As I slid my cock, now feeling immense even though I knew it was only average, into her pussy, I looked to see what Jerry and my wife were up to.

Jerry was still standing with his cock in Jolene's mouth. She was busy licking and sucking its head. He was in obvious ecstasy, his eyes closed, turned toward the ceiling. He had dropped his hand to her pussy and was busy there masturbating her. The juices coating his fingers attested to the pleasure he was bringing her.

As I slid my cock into Adriana's pussy, she moaned again as though it was the largest she had ever had. It wasn't, as Jerry's was bigger than mine, but I didn't care. I was bringing her immense pleasure, multiple orgasm, and that was what mattered.

The feel of her vagina wrapped around me was incredible, and I thought I was going to come right away. A shudder ran through me, and I began pumping her hard, with ferocity.

Again, she pulled my head close to hers and, staring straight into my eyes, whispered, "Don't you dare cum yet."

The strain in her face was obvious. She was on the verge of another orgasm, and she didn't want to be denied.

I shifted my position, reducing the friction on the head of my cock, decreasing my stimulation. I wanted to give her every moment, ounce, minute, pound of pleasure that I could, even though my own desire was peaking. I ground my pubes against hers, hoping I was squeezing her clit, stimulating her more. It was working. She panted, "Yes, yes, yes. Just like that." And her hips rocked, thrusting, grabbing at me, pulling me deeper into her, tighter against her, frantic, slippery, sending amazing surges through me.

"Not yet." Her head tilted toward me as she continued to rock, grinding against me. "Not yet." Her hand on my back, tugging me closer, making it harder for me to thrust, but also making my cock harder. And then she cried, "Yes, now, now, now." Which she followed with frantic pumping of her cunt along my cock.

As though it had been waiting for that command, that permission, I began cumming. It was intense, a firehose blasting its load deep into her womb. Every muscle in my body screamed its pleasure as my cock erupted with blast after blast of smooth, seething cum. My hips continued pumping of their own accord. Her pussy felt like it was sucking my cock, draining me of every last sperm.

Then her thrusts eased. My own slowed, still digging deep but running out of steam. Sweat slicked our bodies and, as we slid against each other, the feeling was so erotic that I felt my softening cock growing rigid again.

"Again?" she asked, her eyes as wide as her smile.

"I think I can. Sure would like to." Now that I was inside her, not just fantasizing about it, I was reluctant to stop. "Let's go slow," I suggested, "At least to start."

She responded with a slow rock of her hips. Pleasure coursed through me again.

Then I heard my wife moan. While I'd been screwing Adriana, her panties had been removed and Jerry's hand was fully engaged in her cunt. His thumb was pressing against her clitoris while his fingers slid in and out of her.

Her head lay back as she concentrated on what he was doing to her. Jerry was also masturbating himself, his cock rubbing against her face.

"I love you," I called to her. Her eyes opened and locked on mine. Then her mouth was open, a long moan sliding out of her as Jerry's hand slid into her again. And then she was cumming, her hips sliding up and down, pressing against his fingers, that thumb grinding her clitoris.

The expression on Jerry's face was bliss, his eyes wide, his tongue darting in and out. And then his pulsing hips slowed, pressing hard against his hand and a stream of cum erupted from his cock. It blasted across her face, into her hair, down her cheek and into her mouth. Four spurts came from him, and each seemed to heighten the orgasm tearing through her. Her eyes still locked on mine; she licked her lips then pulled his cock into her mouth where she worked her tongue to continue milking him like Adriana had done to me with her magnificent snatch.

I realized it was fully erect again, my cock sliding in and out of Adriana with long, slow strokes.

She pulled away, freeing my dick from her warm, slippery cocoon. 'No way she's done.' Instead of pushing me away, she turned over, she wanted me to enter her doggy-style. I was happy to comply and slid back into her. The feeling was another incredible experience, bringing me to a degree of erection that would be painful if it wasn't so pleasurable. She matched her rhythm to mine, slow and erotic. I pulled out until only my head was within her, then slid all the way back in, ending with a small, final thrust. I expected to bump against her limit but I'm not that long. I didn't feel deprived, and she seemed to find me quite adequate. I slid my hands from her ass to her breasts and back again.

Jolene wiped her face and stroked Barry back to full arousal. He smiled, nodding his head back as she caressed the length of his cock and massaged his balls. I found this incredibly sensuous, more so when she looked at me humping her best friend. A fresh surge of desire coursed through me.

"Why don't you two come over here and join us?" I suggested.

They looked at each other then did just that. Adriana and I shifted over, making room for them without interrupting our rhythm. Jolene reached over, gripped my cock on an out stroke, giving it a nice squeeze as the head sipped between her fingers. Then her hand loosened, allowing me to slip back into Adriana. She kept her hand there, one of her fingers slipping into Adriana along with my cock. A shudder passed through Adriana, adding a nice vibration to my thrusting prick.

Jerry watched this, holding his cock, fingering my wife. Then she lay back, spread her legs and, for the first time ever, I watched another man screw my wife. Surges of pleasure coursed through me. My rhythm picked up speed. Adriana pressed a hand against my hip, telling me to slow down again, she wanted this to last. I obeyed, watching Jerry's cock slide in and out of my wife. The urge to cum grew, but Adriana shifted her hips, reducing my stimulation, keeping me aroused but not too aroused. Then she rolled her head over and began kissing Jolene with passion. My head threatened to burst.

Jolene's hands caressed Adriana, her beasts, her ass, and Adriana's fingers worked their way to her husband's cock, then into my wife. Jolene thrashed, another intense orgasm racking her.

The sight was so erotic that I needed to cum. I pulled out of Adriana and had her roll onto her back again. I jack myself off, loving that three people are watching me, then the cum is spurted out of me. It splashed into Adriana's face, across her tits, into her pubes. The next stream struck my wife's face and breasts. Then more. It felt like I would never stop, that my entire existence was going to pass through my penis in a perpetual stream of hot white fluid. When Adriana turned and gobbled my cock, sucking up the last drips of my semen, it brought me to full arousal again. She lay back, spread her legs and coaxed me to start screwing her again. Jerry and I are like mirror images, boinking our wives missionary style, our thrusts keeping cadence with each other. Our ladies return to tongue-filled kissing.

When I knew I was going to cum again, I stopped thrusting and pulled out, leaving just the head of my cock in Adriana's sweet slit. Gripping it, I rubbed the head around her opening, concentrating on her clitoris. Her hips rocked, reaching for more, wanting me back in her, but I resisted. The feel of her slick lips on the head of my cock was intense, incredible. I stuck some fingers in her while continuing to work her clit with the head of my penis. Her pelvis rocked harder, faster, her pussy eating my fingers, grinding against the head of my cock. Then I was cumming and she responded with her own orgasm. Breathing in gulps, moaning her pleasure while I spurted onto her belly, into her pubic hair, into her pussy. Then I plunged into her again, thrusting, thrusting, thrusting, cumming, cumming, cumming.

I heard my wife as she shivered with her own deep orgasm. Barry's thumb was working her clit, rubbing, pressing, bringing her orgasm to its height. Then he started thrusting hard, his own orgasm spurting into my wife's vagina. I was so happy they enjoyed each other with such intensity.

We all lay there, our bodies glistened with sweat and cum and pussy juice, each in our own thoughts and afterglow. I am the first to speak.

"That was the most intense sexual experience of my life."

When Adriana spoke, I felt myself getting hard again. "Can't wait to do it again."