Lucy and John Pt. 04

Anita saw Lucy's not-so-dry humping of John and felt a huge rush of fresh wetness soak her panties. "Feel how wet I am, Mark," she whispered, but loudly enough that they could all hear.

Mark looked over at Lucy and John, but they pretended not to hear, and continued their kissing and grinding actions.

Mark slid a hand under Anita's dress and put the flat of his palm against her panties where they covered her pussy lips. "They're saturated!" he exclaimed.

Anita smiled. "No. Feel how wet I am inside my panties!" she instructed, louder this time.

John couldn't help but cast his gaze towards the couple. He realised that his wife was instructing Mark to finger her.

Mark looked John in the eye and raised an eyebrow as a request for approval. John turned his attention back to Lucy and kissed her with renewed passion. Mark had his answer.

Mark slid his other hand under Anita's dress and pulled the crotch section of her panties to one side. With his original hand, he allowed two fingers to rest at the entrance to her soaked cunt.

"Inside!" insisted Anita.

Lucy couldn't stand it any longer. The combination of her pleasure with John and knowing what was going on right next to them, was too much for her. She broke her kiss with John and stood up on lounge immediately in front of John's face. Her feet were now where her knees used to be. She lifted the hem of her dress and dropped it over John's entire head and upper body. John's pants were wet where Lucy's pussy had been grinding against him, soaked with her juices.

John didn't need any instructions from Lucy. The smell of her cunt was intense inside her makeshift tent. He pulled aside her panties and brought his tongue to her dripping pussy. Lucy leaned forward so that her crotch pushed roughly into his face.

John lapped at her juices madly, rewarded with the sweet taste of her that he had longed for since their last encounter. Although no one could see John's face, the sounds of his tongue on and in Lucy's cunt made it obvious what he was doing under her dress.

"Mmmm," Lucy moaned. She shut her eyes to lose herself in the experience. How she missed John's tongue.

Mark's erection increased further as he listened to his wife being eaten out. He inserted two fingers easily into Anita's hot and slippery cunt. An audible squelch could be heard as he slid his fingers in all the way to his knuckles.

"Oh, FUCK!" yelled Anita without thinking.

Lucy opened her eyes, turned to face Anita, and put her finger up to her lips. "Shhh. The children. Keep the moans down. You can scream as much as you want next week!" She was smiling as she said it, though. It turned her on to know that her husband was pleasuring another woman so much.

Anita nodded briefly and gathered her breath. Mark began finger fucking her, removing them, and then plunging them back in, while he used his thumb to gently massage her clit.

"Oh, fuck!" It was Anita again, but this time she managed it as a whisper. "Fuck, Mark. Faster!"

Mark picked up the pace of his finger fucking. Anita's juices were dripping down into the palm of his hand, and the squelching noise was loud and constant. He couldn't believe how wet she was. Over and over, he moved his fingers in and out of her cunt.

John continued his eating out of Lucy. He switched from teasing her clit with his tongue, and then pushing his tongue into her wetness as far as it could go. Lucy resumed her grinding motions on his face, his tongue being guided by her movements onto her clit and then inside her.

Finally, Lucy let out a guttural sound as she tried desperately to quieten the orgasm that swept through her body. Her hips bucked back and forth, and she pushed forward hard to keep her cunt in contact with John's tongue to extend the orgasm. As she came, she released more juices that John treated as his reward. He lapped them up and savoured the taste and relished the thought that he had brought Lucy to so much pleasure.

Anita and Mark couldn't help but turn to watch Lucy cum. Their own heat rose further. Mark made sure to keep up his steady actions on Anita, and soon she whispered breathlessly, "Oh, fuck. I'm coming!". With that, she too started bucking at the hips. She put her hands on both of Mark's shoulders to steady herself as her eyes rolled back in her head.

When Anita's orgasm eventually subsided, Mark gently removed his fingers from her cunt and pulled his hand out from under her dress. His entire hand was drenched in her lubricant and cum, glistening in the low light in the room.

John and Lucy watched Anita's orgasm too, and Lucy had changed to sitting on John's lap again. When she saw Mark's hand covered in Anita's juices, she said, "Mark, bring it here."

Lucy leaned in towards Mark as he lifted his hand to her. She grabbed his forearm and guided his palm towards her open mouth. She licked his palm from its base up to his fingers, over and over, and then put her mouth completely around the two fingers he had inside Anita. She sucked at all of Anita's juices until Mark's fingers where completely clean. Lucy thought to herself that she was looking forward to next week when she vowed that she would taste her directly from the source.

Then Lucy turned to John and said, "Taste what Mark did for your wife!" She kissed him deeply for a few seconds. John's face was already covered in Lucy's own juices, and the taste of her was still in his mouth. And now he was tasting Anita's cum too. He was in heaven.

Lucy broke her kiss with John and leant over to Mark and kissed him passionately for a few seconds also. Finally, she turned sideways and leant into Anita, kissing her deeply to share the taste of herself. Anita threw her arms around Lucy and kissed her back with ardour.

Soon Lucy also broke her kiss with Anita, and asked coyly, "So what do we all think about next Friday? Still on?" She was beaming as she looked around at each of them, and each of them returned her smile and nodded.

"With bells on!" said Mark. He had clearly enjoyed his time with Anita. "Maybe the boys will get to cum then too?" he joked.

"Oh, don't you worry - I'm about to take care of you!" responded Lucy. "Go on, Anita - take your man back to your place and let him explode. Hopefully we'll hear you both from here!"

Anita wasted no time, knowing that John would be desperate for an orgasm. She hopped off Mark, leant down and gave him a quick kiss, and then grabbed John's hand.

Lucy climbed off John and grabbed Mark's hand also.

Anita and John started making their way hastily to the front door. "Next Friday!" Anita said excitedly as she started to open the door to let themselves out.

"We can't wait!" said Lucy as she dragged Mark to their bedroom.

*

John had thought briefly of meeting up with Lucy during the week, but then he thought better of it in case it jeopardised the whole plan. Discovery at this point could be a complete disaster. He did pop in to see Lucy briefly to congratulate her on her brilliance. They both couldn't help to steal a passionate, lusty kiss for a moment. But then both realised that they could easily allow themselves to get too carried away, and they sadly parted ways that day - looking longingly at each other as John walked slowly back home. "Friday!" Lucy called, as reassurance that all his desires could be met then. John smiled at that.

*

The following Friday finally arrived, seemingly slower than any other week had ever passed. All of them had discussed the upcoming foursome with their partners every day during that week with great excitement. Anita and John had agreed that they were happy for each other to do whatever they felt comfortable with, and that no permission was necessary for anything.

Lucy, quite frankly, couldn't believe that her plan had seemingly worked better than she could ever have imagined. Knowing the expected events for the evening, she gave herself an enema. She wasn't sure exactly what was going to happen after her threesome with Mark and John, but she wanted to avoid any grossness that made things awkward - especially with Anita's issues about anal sex.

John and Anita walked to Mark & Lucy's house, bottle of wine in hand. They didn't want to get too drunk, but definitely thought that it wouldn't hurt to loosen up a bit. They were both buzzing as they made the short walk next door. Anita had chosen a pretty, loose-fitting summer dress, and had decided to go braless and pantyless - partly for convenience, and partly because it made her feel a bit naughty. Lucy, who often went underwearless, decided to do the same - without even discussing it with Anita. To her, removal of bras and knickers just slowed down the fun.

Both Lucy & Mark greeted them at the front door. All four were beaming uncontrollably from ear to ear, and John proffered the wine bottle as they stepped inside and kicked off their shoes.

"A drink first?" suggested John.

"Coming up!" responded Mark happily. Lucy's idea of testing for 'a spark', as she'd put it, had put everyone at ease with tonight's proceedings. Everyone was eager to take it further.

They started their drinks, and all four agreed that no permission was needed.

After they'd each had a drink, Anita spoke up. "Lucy, I know you want your threesome, but can we save that for round two? I really want to watch that, but I really need a good fuck first!"

John raised his eyebrows. Stop being surprised, he reminded himself. Apart from the directness, Anita was suggesting that this was going to be a long night. That was fine as far as John was concerned.

Lucy smiled at Anita's question. "Of course! We can't have you missing out on the fun!" Lucy responded. "Who do you want first? Me, Mark, or John? Or a ... combination, perhaps?"

Anita blushed a little. Perhaps some of her shyness was still in hiding. "I can have John any day," she started, but quickly looked in John's direction. "No offence, Honey."

"None taken, my love. You've had me every day this week, anyway!" John said easily. At that, they all smiled.

"I'd like to finish what Mark and I started," Anita continued, looking directly at Mark. "But I definitely want to play with you too, Lucy. And, well, I don't know - whatever with whoever if it feels right!"

Mark wordlessly walked directly over to Anita, grabbed her by the shoulders, and leant in for a kiss. Anita immediately grabbed him around the waist and began an unabashed open-mouthed kiss with Mark that bordered on immoral. She had clearly been fantasising about this moment since last Friday. In less than a minute, though, she pulled away, reached down to the hem of her dress, and pulled it directly over the top of her, casting it carelessly on the ground some distance away. She now stood completely naked before all of them.

Mark looked her up and down and began kissing her with renewed fervour.

John and Lucy watched the spectacle briefly - Lucy briefly registering the sexiness of Anita's body - and turned to each other. They recognised the pure lust in both their eyes as they crashed their faces together in a frenzy of kissing, and their hands grabbing at each other madly, everywhere.

For a long time after that, in the moments to come, John and Lucy barely registered the existence of Anita and Mark. Occasionally they would glance over to observe Mark undressing, Anita sucking on Mark's cock, and Mark licking Anita's pussy. Mostly it was Mark thrusting into Anita, and hearing Anita scream loudly in orgasm many times - so many times that John thought perhaps he might need some tips from Mark.

But for the present moment, John began a descent on Lucy's body. First, he kissed her neck, then through the fabric of her sheer dress where her nipples protruded, and then down towards her bellybutton. At that, Lucy followed Anita's lead, and pulled her dress up over her and cast it away. John quickly undressed and led Lucy to the carpeted area of the living room. Lucy lay down on her back as John resumed his kisses and licking of her body - giving Lucy a luscious warm sensation - not just because of the warmth of his tongue, but also the rising tide of her lust.

John licked her breasts and nipples, one at a time, while gently flicking the other nipple with his fingers.

Further down, gliding his tongue on the skin over her ribs and then her bellybutton.

Further down still, to just above the top of her clitoris. There his mouth hovered above her mound and lingered for a few seconds as Lucy gasped in anticipation.

Then teasingly, John grabbed one leg and lifted it in the air and kissed the under-side of her foot.

Around her foot he planted more kisses and licks, and slowly made his way up the inner side of her leg until Lucy could feel his warm breath on the lips of her aching pussy. Again, John lingered there, breathing in deeply the scent of her arousal.

Lucy felt the absence of John's breath, and she let out a whimper. She looked down to see him lifting her other leg and repeating the process.

She again felt John's breath against her pussy lips, and she parted her legs, bent at the knees, as widely as she could. It was an invitation more potent than any words could convey.

John teased her for a few seconds further as he registered her intoxicating aromas, and then licked her clitoris as lightly as he could. Lucy shuddered and let out a sigh.

Tenderly John increased the pressure of his tongue against her clit a little - tracing around it; using an upward motion; and zigzagging like the letter 'W'. Several times he alternated patterns and suddenly Lucy cried out a little as a mini-orgasm appeared with little warning.

John spread Lucy's pussy lips with his fingers and burrowed into her luscious opening with his tongue. Lucy let out a gasp as John licked and drank her juices. The skin on his face around his mouth were now covered in her wetness, and her smell and taste filled his senses.

As he did the previous week, John pushed his tongue deeply inside her, and then licked upwards to the top of her clit, and then again, and again. Lucy felt an orgasm proper mount in her loins, her toes, her fingers.

Finally, her orgasm broke. "Oh John oh John. Fuck YES!" she yelled, and the orgasm came crashing around her as her hips bucked. John tried to keep his mouth attached to her pussy lips as much as possible while she writhed in pleasure, and his tongue occasionally felt the muscles of her pussy contract around it - the same sensation he adored when she came with his cock inside her. It was then that he decided that he could deny himself that pleasure no longer.

When Lucy's orgasm had subsided a little, he gently grabbed her hips and motioned for her to roll over and then into a kneeling position. He would have loved to have Lucy suck his cock, but he was so worked up that he thought he might lose control if she did that. He wanted to save his cum for filling her cunt.

Kneeling behind her, he settled the tip of his cock at her soaking entrance and waited for the words that he knew would come.

"Fuck me, John!" Lucy commanded loudly.

The very second that he heard it, John thrust his cock deep inside her, grabbed her by the hips, and pulled her towards him even harder. They both let out a grunt of contentment at finally being able to realise the feeling that they both craved.

John immediately started pumping her with his cock, using his hold of Lucy's hips to guide them both so that his cock went from almost completely outside of her cunt, to pounding the full length of it into her. The sound of Lucy's ass slapping against his abdomen was loud and frequent, as was the sound of squelching with each pump of John's cock.

In and out, over and over. Lucy reached underneath herself and her fingers found her clit. She rubbed it gently and frequently and soon felt another climax welling up inside herself. She moaned loudly and John felt the familiar feeling of Lucy's vaginal muscles tightening around his cock.

"FUUUUCK!" Lucy yelled as her orgasm breached and shrouded all her senses with a wave of pure bliss.

As Lucy came, her cunt crushed John's cock stronger than it ever had before. He was attempting to ride out her contractions, but it was too much for him. He let out a loud grunt as his cock stiffened more and his own orgasm took control of him. He started pumping cum deep inside Lucy, and his pulsations extended Lucy's orgasm. Lucy allowed herself to register the feeling of being filled by John's cum.

When Mark heard John's loud grunt and knew that he was spurting his seed inside Lucy, he allowed himself to let go of his own control. After bringing Anita to several orgasms already, his own hit hard and fast, and he too started filling the pussy wrapped around his cock with cum, announcing it with his own loud grunt.

John and Lucy looked over at Mark and Anita - finally fully able to register how hot it was to watch their spouses fucking each other. Mark and Anita kissed briefly and then turned to gaze at Lucy and John - John's hips still pushed hard up against Lucy's ass cheeks.

After a few moments of gentle rocking, John pulled out - causing a large slurping noise, and the instant appearance of some of his cum. True to his new favourite post-orgasmic practice, he dropped down and began licking at Lucy's soaking and cum-filled pussy. He pushed his tongue deep inside her and then licked upwards to her butt hole, pushing his tongue inside there too.

"That's a new one on me," commented Mark seeing John eating his own cum from his wife.

"He loves doing that," answered Anita. "And it feels so good! God that's hot to watch him do that to you, Lucy." Then Anita thought for a couple of seconds, and said, "Move over John!"

Anita pulled herself away from Mark, making her own slurping sound as his cock slid out of her. She left a small trail of Mark's cum as she slithered on her back to position her face directly under Lucy's hot and aromatic cunt.

John obediently allowed her space and without any words exchanged, Lucy lowered her pussy lips to greet Anita's waiting tongue. Lucy moved her upper body around so that the two women were now in 69 position. She began licking at the fresh cum glistening on Anita's pussy lips.

Lucy and Anita licked and sucked at the combination of sex juices leaking from their cunts. Anita's tongue, visibly covered in John's cum, swirled around and around Lucy's clit, and she pushed it deeply inside her, retrieving more cum and Lucy's own flavours.

John and Mark sat staring at the spectacle, mouths slightly ajar and breathing with a combination of exhaustion and excitement. John played gently with his own cock, now flaccid. But he knew that the more he stimulated it, the sooner he would recover.

"Oh yeah - just like that," whispered Lucy.

Anita was swirling her tongue around Lucy's clit and then lightly flicking it with her tongue. She repeated the movement over and over for Lucy.

"Ohh Ohh Ohh," Lucy moaned, each on getting slightly louder and a higher pitch than before. She could feel another orgasm building quickly. After several more 'Oh's, she cried out an unintelligible utterance as she came. The contractions of her pussy muscles pushed out John's cum that was deep inside her. It slid down the outside of her cunt and into Anita's open mouth.

The amount of John's cum caught Anita off-guard, but she wrested control and savoured the flavours before swallowing his cum with ardour.

After a brief recovery from her orgasm, Lucy said, "Flip over! I'm sure some of Mark's cum is hiding in you still!"

The two women grabbed each other and rolled over so that Anita was now on top. Their mutual licking continued until Lucy made Anita cum, and she too pushed out much of the cum remaining inside her. Lucy was rewarded with a huge dollop of Mark's cum erupting from the depths of Anita's pussy.