Mushrooms in the Woods Ch. 03

Ron gets initiated into the group.

I have to say I didn't realize how enjoyable it was to get fucked. I mean a dildo didn't hold a candle to what I was experiencing. I loved it more than I thought possible. It felt like I was in a perpetual state of euphoric orgasm. The cum continued to ooze out of my own cock as Ron's pistoned in and out of me.

I didn't have control of my moaning at this point. Every thrust into me was translated into guttural unintelligible words of ecstasy. I was being held up by Ron's hands gripping my hips. He was pulling me onto his rigid pole, I was like a rag doll bouncing on the end of his shaft. I was vaguely aware of it when he came and then Tim took his place behind me as he was now hard again.

Tims lubed up cock slid easily into me. I was beyond needing to be warmed up, at this point I was their fuck toy and was having the time of my life. Glancing over at Jeff I saw he was smiling as he took a couple of gulps from his half finished beer.

Tim's pace quickened and again my cock was hard and oozing as it swung and bounced with his rhythm. I had no idea where all the cum came from that was still coming out of me. I couldn't believe I was cumming again.

Tim lasted about 10 minutes I think before he quickened and emptied his balls into me. I could feel the flutter of each spasm shoot its gooey liquid into me.

"Well I think you enjoyed that as much as we did." Tim said leaning forward and and almost whispering in my ear.

"I had no idea I would, but yes. That was incredible." I managed to respond as I collapsed onto the blanket.

"Well we're glad you decided to join us, it has been a nice surprise." Ron said as he got dressed.

As I walked home from my "hike" I could feel the cum leak out of me and by the time I got home I was glad my wife wasn't home so I didn't have to worry about being seen with the back side of my pants so wet.

I had exchanged numbers with "the guys" so we could set up future meets. They said they usually met weekly for a couple of hours or set up an occasional camping trip or swim party.

By the time I was cleaned up Sharon was home from the market. "How was your hike?"

"It was great, I met a couple of guys on the trail. They asked if I was interested in going with them again?"

"Oh, great. I'm glad you found someone to go with you. Then I won't have to worry about you in the forest alone."

I kind of laid low for the rest of the day. As much as I enjoyed being all the attention I got, I was a little sore back there. I wasn't used to that kind of action. I didn't know if it was something your muscles adjust to or not.

Sharon didn't seem to notice that I wasn't very active around the house since I spent some time in my easy chair with my IPad on my lap, something I do when I'm researching something anyway.

I did my best to not walk any different than normal when I went to the kitchen for a snack.

I have to say my mind was swimming since I got back and was alone with my thoughts. I had never indulged those man for man desires to that degree before. I couldn't help but want more.

This was proving to be more than a curiosity at this point. The guys seemed to be friends and spent more time with each other than just for sex. It sounded like a great friendship that they had.

Just then my phone buzzed with a text coming in. "Hey Jeff, there are a few of us guys getting together for a Super Bowl party? We're wondering if you'd like to join us? Nothing too big maybe just 5 or 6 of us."

Now my imagination was in overdrive, was this just going to be like I was used to? Just a bunch of guys watching a game and eating and having a few beers?

But thats not what my imagination was entertained by, I wondered what kind of scene this might be.

"Who's that" Sharon asked hearing my phone buzz.

"It's Tim, one of the guys I met on the trail. He wants to know if I'm interested in coming over to watch the game with him and a few of his friends.

"That sounds fun, you're going aren't you?"

"Umm..yeah I guess. I don't have other plans. I was just going to watch the game here.

What are you going to do if I go?"

"Oh you know me, the game is really not a big deal to me. Maybe I'll see if Jill wants to come over."

"Ok, great, I guess I'll go then." I could feel my cock stir just a little as I thought of the possibilities.

To say I was a little preoccupied with meeting up with the guys to watch the game is an understatement, I was getting to know Tim and Ron better as the days passed via a group text thread. It's not like it was just sex that we chatted about, there were other interests and events. It more and more was feeling like a friendship.

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"So how are things Jill? We haven't been able to get together in a while." Sharon asked while taking a sip from her long stem wine glass.

"I've been good, you know, we're getting used to having an empty nest and I have to say it's not all bad. I have more time to run and garden. It's been good. I've had some trouble with the arch on my left foot it's been bothering me some." Jill had been a runner for years and her body reflected it. She is slender and her legs are long and her thighs while not huge certainly were muscular.

"Well for starters you need a little more wine." Sharon poured what was left in the bottle between the two glasses. "Let's take a look at your foot." She turned to face Jill sitting sideways on the couch.

Jill scooted closer and turned and lifted her tanned bare foot up into Sharon lap letting her sundress hike up her thighs as she did.

Sharon took hold of her small foot and held it in one hand while started just above the toes kneading and rubbing it. She pushed her toes back stretching the tendons as she did. Her skilled hands eased the pain and worked on relaxing those tight muscles on the balls.

She sat sideways with her legs spread and worked Jills feet that were both in her lap now, she slid forward to include Jills ankles working the soreness out of the joints.

Jill slumped back leaning against the armrest of the love seat they sat in and sipped her wine as her friend massaged and relaxed her sore feet. "Oh, you are magic."

Sharon sipped her wine and rubbed her relaxed, slightly tipsy friends feet that were in her lap and continued up to her calves one at a time.

Jills eyes were closed and the affects the wine and the relaxing efforts of her friend she couldn't help but feel a little aroused.

Sharon's hands continued to work one foot and calf at a time while the other rest between her legs, surely the big toe that had brushed the inside of her thigh was just an incidental contact.

Either way it sent a shiver up her spine. There it was again, this time just lightly and slowly moving from just above her clit and ever so lightly past her nub and just slightly parting her lips.

Sharons breath shuttered as that toe ever so slowly made a return to where it started. And repeated it's very slow journey south again. Her friends eyes were still closed, and she could see the rise and fall of Jill's chest with each breath, the outline of her nipples visible through the sheer fabric of her dress. There was just a hint of a smile on her lips.

Jill's toe continued it's exploration, but by now all pretenses of a formal massage were going away as Sharon slightly moved forward and that toe was now parting her puffy pussy lips and caused her to jolt when it found her clit. Causing her to gasp and grip her friends calf.

With her thighs spread now by one foot pushing her open and the other on it's quest in the middle of her sex, her hips were starting to respond to her nub being flicked and nudged by that tan foot with the orange nail polish on the ends of each of those stubby little toes.

One of Jills hands were now between her own spread thighs making circles while the other held her glass of wine that she intermittently took sips from. Her foot by now was wet with lubrication from her friends smooth mound that she was increasingly bringing closer and closer to a climax.

Sharons hips gyrated and bucked as she ground against those pretty toes. They were wet and slick and delighted her. She held Jills ankle tight as her orgasm built and thrust her pelvis forward with each wave. It became too much, the sensations too intense. But she needed to continue...

...kneeling between Jills spread legs she lifted her dress to expose her not wearing any underwear. She settled between them and lowered herself onto her and kissed her intently with one hand gripping her brunette hair and the other on the side of her face tenderly touching her cheek while the two women's tongues danced and tasted each others wine laced lips.

The two kissed and ground into each other and as their breath quickened and escaped in utterances of ecstasy. As slowly as it had started the two came off of their pinnacle of pleasure.

Sharon pecked Jill on the cheek and said with a low voice "I need to let you get back to your husband before he thinks you're seeing another man."

"Oh don't worry about Tim, he has a bunch of guys over watching the game."