The Hunt Ch. 02

I was not really comprehending what was happening. Never mind that Sara is incredibly hot for her age, she was my best friend's wife, who also is standing behind me with his cock flopping in the breeze. And my wife, also completely exposed to every eye in the room, has never expressed to me any desire to introduce "the party" into our bedroom life.

With my beautiful wife sitting on one side of me, Sara, from the other side, reached up and took a firm hold of my shaft. She began moving it around as if inspecting it. "Oh my gawg, Linda. The dick on our strap-on is an almost exact copy of Sean. I now see why he picked it." Sara said as they both broke out in laughter.

Having a firm grip on my shaft, I was obliged to follow her pulling me down to sit. Once seated, I was immediately savaged by 4 hands rubbing every inch they could. As they rubbed my chest and tweaked my nipple, Sara motioned for her husband to come over to us.

Making his way to use, Sara guided him to be directly in front of me. Still not sure how I felt about it, Sara continued to grope my body as I watched my wife reach out and take Paul's completely hard monster into her hands.

Trying as she could, my wife was unable to touch her fingers together as she held Paul's cock with both of her hands. "I have to say, Sara, I'm pretty impressed that you can get this in any hole. Sean's big dick is already almost too much. This wouldn't fit in me." Linda said with a giggle.

I would also have agreed with her comment. I have been the only man that she has been with for the majority of her adult life, she has never birthed a child and she is a naturally smaller woman, only 5'3" tall, weighing 102 lbs, 20 lbs of which are "her girls". His fat cock would rip her.

My wife began to pump my best friend with slow up-and-down strokes, all while he is standing between my legs. I had become so enthralled with the show in front of my face that I hadn't noticed that I had gone from two nipples being tweaked, to one tweaked, the other sucked.

I quickly looked down to find Paul's wife sucking my nipple. I can't help but admit that looking down into her sexy green eyes, while she slid her hot tongue across my hard nipple, had my hard cock straining against its already maxed-out hardness.

Giving me a look that said, "I am thoroughly enjoying myself", I turn my attention up to her husband's face to see if he had any response to what his wife was doing to me, or what mine was doing to him.

Shooting the, this wasn't what we agreed on, look at Paul, he quickly replied with a raising of his shoulders, followed by the, just go with it, look.

Once again, lowering my gaze to what my wife was still doing, I had discovered that Paul's giant sausage had sprung a leak and was quickly being distributed over the entirety of his shaft by her soft hands.

As I turned to look at Linda, I was instantly thrown forward in reaction to the head of my cock slamming against the back of Sara's throat. My face contorted as Sara tried to inhale my shaft.

Gasping for air, thanks to the oral pressure that Sara was providing, Linda swung Paul's cock towards my face, landing the slick crown directly on my lips.

"Go ahead Sean, eat that dick. That's what we're all here for." My wife said as she tried to help get more of Paul's cock into my mouth. The problem was that with Sara's face, mounted on my shaft, I couldn't lean anymore forward.

Pulling her face from Sean's cock, Sara announced, "Yeah Sean, I want to see you suck my husband's dick. We want to see you relieve my husband's sore testicles."

I was going to suck Paul's cock, I was just a little weirded out having my wife watching me blow her best friend's husband, while her best friend is also watching. With the crown resting on my lips, I parted his pee-slit with the tip of my tongue.

My wife had made his shaft sloppy slick, but it was my tongue that was benefiting from the new flood of his sweet pre-cum into my mouth. Closing my lips around the mushroom upon Paul's thick shaft, I sucked all the pre-cum from his shaft.

It happened so fast that I would not be able to respond. With a hot slick pool coating my mouth, my nose slammed into Paul's pelvic bone. I violently gagged and coughed on his massive log, unable to back him out of my throat, thanks to the hand that smashed my face on his cock and currently holding my face to his body.

"Fuck yeah, that's it Sean, swallow his cock." Linda whispered into her husband's ear as Sara held me stead-fast.

After what seemed like minutes, Sara finally gave me some relief and relaxed her hand. As I pulled Paul's fat meat from my mouth, Linda instantly replaced it with her tongue. I couldn't help but think that my wife's tongue is swimming in a pool of another man's pre-cum.

Breaking my kiss and gasping for air, I said "Too big too soon."

In a mocking tone, Sara replied, "But Paul told me that you were the best deepthroat blowjob he ever had."

"I doubt the best part, but I need to warm up to his girth," I said as I regained my breath.

Playing perturbed, Sara just snapped, "Fine, suit yourself, take your sweet time if you have to." And with that, Sara, once again, dropped her head down and engulfed my shaft.

The instant that her wet lips encircled my crown, they slid down my 7-inch shaft, not stopping until her nose was buried in my nuts. It was as if she was taunting me, trying to say that I had a small dick. Well, it is unarguably smaller than Paul's, but it's what I have, and I haven't had any complaints.

"Ok, you two, break it up." Linda giggled while watching Sara suck her husband. After a few seconds of Sara slobbering all over Sean's cock, Linda continued, "Hey, I have a better idea. The rule is that Paul's next orgasm has to be in Sean's mouth. It's not that he had to suck him from start to finish."

Although not slowing her head bobbing on my shaft, Sara let out a muffled "Uh huh", telling Linda to continue."

"Well, since Paul is such a fan of having my husband's dick in his ass, I think Sean should fuck the cum out of him, and then suck him off," Linda said while stroking the dick in Sean's face.

Tearing her lips from my shaft, Sara excitedly shouted, "Oh fuck yeah, that sound's fucken hot. But I do think we are going to have to change locations."

"Your right, we should head to the bedroom," Linda announced. Standing up, She continued, "Grab a dick and follow me." Of course, she had grabbed ahold of Paul's appendage and was leading him away.

Still not sure how to feel about watching my wife walk off holding another man's dick, I was quickly distracted by the naked woman still sitting next to me. Having seen her ass several times before, it was only when she bent forward to stand up that she presented me with her cleanly shaven clam.

I may or may not have ever seen Sara's gash, but I can tell you never close enough to be able to smell the moisture that was creating the wet sheen covering her lips. Even though this was supposed to be for her husband's relief and the wives' involvement was never discussed, I suddenly felt the urge to reach up, grab her hips, and back her ass onto my face. After all, she was the one who a moment ago had my shaft blocking off her airway.

Now standing, Sara grabbed my cock and instructed me to go with her. With my wife and Paul already in the bedroom, Sara led me down the hall to the door.

Upon opening and entering the room, I was staring straight at the puckered asshole that I was meant to have my way with. Paul was on all fours, with the odd pair of legs emanating from over his shoulders. Apparently, he had his face buried in my wife's crotch, eating her pussy.

With the instant shock, I said, "Well, that didn't take long!"

"I can say the same for you. I'd thought we wouldn't have seen you two for a few minutes." Linda replied through heavy gasps brought on by Paul's sucking of her clit. "Whatever, you are here now, you know what to do," She continued.

By now, Sara was on all four at the end of the bed. Leaning between myself and her husband, Sara grabbed both of our cock's and began tugging on them. With Paul eating my wife's pussy, Sara dipped her head next to his ass, pulled his 8 inches back, and quickly sucked on it while stroking mine.

I had never found any particular arousal in watching a chic rim an ass, but as Sara brought her face up. Stopping to suck on his balls for a second, before carrying on to the awaiting butthole. Linda watched my eyes as, right in front of me, Sara buried her tongue into Paul's tight ass.

Not wanting to just stand there like a duffus, I dared reaching out and landed my hand upon her shapely asscheek. With a little groan of encouragement from Sara, I slid my hand over her smooth skin until my fingertips collided with the canyon of her asscrack.

Looking up at Linda, she was obviously enjoying what was happening. When my eyes lifted to hers, she was already locked onto mine with a very pleased "Oh" face. Continuing to stare into her eyes, I pushed my hand farther into Sara's chasm. Having started my journey at the base of her back, my cock jumped as I noticed that my fingers were already slick with her juice.

Linda seemed to get more excited by the second, as I continued my slippery trek towards the first pussy that I have touched, other than Linda's since we've met. Due to the slickness of her skin, the only indication that I'd pushed onto her tight little asshole was the quick, muffled moan from between Paul's spread asscheeks.

It was quick because she was so slick and tight that my finger had already slid clear over her shithole. What instead happened was, as she tried to catch my finger with her asshole, I was already on her taint, unknowingly about to reach her pussy.

This little graze over Sara's butthole was going to start a chain reaction shiver that would end with Sara, once again, smashing her nose to my pelvic bone.

When Sara felt my finger, she groaned and dropped her back. Dropping her back, with my finger already so close to the edge, she quickly found herself with two of my fingers jammed, fist deep inside her sloshing cunt. With her back dropping and my fingers stabbing her, her face also lunged up and forward slightly. Along with the surprised, muffled groan, Sara held her tongue firm as she shoved into him.

Almost instantly, Paul pushed back against his wife's tongue and let out a deep grunt from over my wife's smooth gash. Still locked in a staring contest, I watched Linda enjoy the attention that Paul's tongue was giving her. The instant that Paul had vocalized his approval of his wife's tongue, I watched Linda's mouth drop completely agape and her eyes roll back.

This show of my wife was cut short by my own grunt as Sara rotated her head and, once again, impaled her mouth onto my shaft. I instinctively looked down at Sara and found nothing but a head of hair where my junk should be.

Looking to the opposite side of Sara's head, I again see Paul's now glistening butthole. Inspiring me, I pull my sloppy fingers from Sara's cunt and relocate them to his welcoming orifice. After floating my slick digits over his hole for a couple of rotations, I shoved the same two, fist deep, into his rectum.

The reaction was the same, Paul lunges forward with a guttural grunt and Linda tensed up with her jaw resting on her neck, ready to catch whatever flies her way. Sara, needing to get a breath, pulled my cock from her throat, turned her head, and started to flick her tongue around Paul's finger-plugged asshole.

Pulling my fingers clear for Sara, she instead quickly sucked them into her mouth the instant they emerged from his hole. I almost believed that Linda was oblivious to what is happening beyond the shoulders in front of her, as she looked completely engrossed in what Paul was doing to her.

Having cleaned my fingers, Sara turned her head again and proceeded to repetitively stab her face onto my rock hard cock. Instead of returning my fingers to Paul's ass, I once again grabbed Sara's asscheek.

Having been down this path before, my hand and fingers knew just what to do. Unlike before, by the time my fingertips touch the valley of her cheeks, my whole digits were slick with her juice. Pushing my fingers deeper into the warmth of her cheeks, I was now consciously paying attention for her tight little shithole.

Upon feeling her hole, I teasingly slid a finger right over it. I didn't let on that I had left a finger hovering above her asshole, but as soon as I put the slightest pressure on her cunt, she once again, hiked her ass up to meet my finger.

At that moment, I dropped my other finger down onto her butthole and simultaneously jammed a finger into each of her holes.

Sara instantly turned crazy woman as, with ropes of spit clinging from her mouth to my shaft, she came flying off of my cock, gasping as if she had been trapped underwater for several minutes. With pure determination, Sara grabbed my cock and violently hammered her fist onto the slobbery shaft.

Curling both of my fingers deep within her holes, she let out a cry of ecstasy before turning to her husband's asshole and spitting on it. Burying her face into his ass again, Sara thrashed about all while moaning like a wild lion.

With a final spit on his man-pussy, Sara stood up and with my fingers still fist deep in her holes, grabbed my asscheek with the sloppy hand that she was just stroking me with, and began pulling me towards Paul.

Looking down at Paul's asshole, I make sure to scoop as much of Sara's cunt juice onto my digits as I can. With my finger's now dripping with pussy lube, I first rub my finger's back and forth on his hole before taking hold of my shaft and distributing the rest of his wife's sauce along the length.

Moving in closer, I aimed the head at his puckered little hole. With the initial contact, Paul clenched his ass, causing me to slide off target. Seeing this, Sara grabbed my cock from my hand and began to rub my firm crown back and forth over his hole, until just like that, Sara had manipulated Paul's asshole to accept the head.

It was apparent that Paul hadn't used a plug or anything that day as his tightness was measurably different then from what I remembered. With only the tip inside so far, his sphincter muscle was putting on a heck of a squeeze. It was as if he would cut off my circulation if he didn't relax soon.

With the head of my cock stretching Paul's ass, he assumed the same blank look, with his jaw dropped agape, as Linda.

Not having the oral distraction anymore, Linda snapped out of her daze as Sara spoke out, "Oh my fucken gawd, Paul. Your ass looks so hot stretched around that dick."

"Ew Ew, I wanna see." Linda blurted as she scuttled around from under Paul.

Linda made it to the end of the bed, just in time, to watch Sara grab my ass and shove my shaft all seven inches deep. The only thing you heard was first, my hips slapping against his asscheek. And second, Paul cry out as his ass was as full as it's ever been.

Still with the death grip on my shaft, I held myself smashed against his cheeks to give him a little more time to adjust and relax. With both of the wives on the sides, their faces only a foot away from mine and Paul's hips, I needed to move my shaft and decided to give the girl's something to look at.

Very slowly, I started to pull out of his gut. Although a little more relaxed, it was still as if his asshole was still trying to squeeze a tube of toothpaste. I could feel all four of their eyes burning into my skin as inch by slick inch, I slowly slid from the stretched skin that held it.

They were both so focused on the junction of my cock to Paul's ass, that they both slightly jumped when the ridge of my crown sprung from behind his sphincter ring. Not entirely out, the three of us studied the taboo scene before I started my next plunge into his hot depth.

Watching Paul's asshole flex over every ridge and vein of my shaft, my lovely wife expressed, "How does that tight ass feel? Do you like it? It sure looks like you like it. I think it's pretty fucken hot, myself."

Reaching under Paul's lower body, she grabbed ahold of his hanging snake before continuing, "And how about you?" She directed at him while simultaneously smacking a hand across an asscheek. "Does my husband's cock fill you up nicely? Do you like the way his cock is stretching you?"

Of course, it felt good. If a dude fucks a chic's asshole, his cock will never know or care that it was a chic's asshole. To my dick, an asshole's an asshole. With that being said, the physical stimulation, in concert with my wife's unimaginable response to watching her husband have anal sex with a guy, had me deciding that I indeed found it arousing that I had my rod pressing into a guy's bowel.

With both of us answering in the affirmative to her question, I looked down at my pubic patch, smashed against his asscheeks, and decided to throw all caution to the wind. I yanked my shaft out and stopped just before the head popped out, just as quickly slamming it back home.

There was no rest when I slapped back against his cheeks, I just continued to piston in and out. By now, Paul's rectum had accepted my presence and was comfortably milking my shaft, all while he grunted his approval with every deep thrust.

Laying over, with her head next to her husband's, I looked down to see Sara's legs, spread eagle in front of me, with her beautiful pink and brown pussy being massaged by her fingers. Seeing her womanhood that exposed to me for the first time, I couldn't help but to give her a helping hand.

With Sara rubbing her clit, I lubricated my fingers with spit and lowered my hand to join hers. I didn't waste any time in jamming my finger's into her sloppy cunt as she stuttered to Paul, "Na Now, don't, fa. Oh fucken gawd! Now da da da don't forget. Oh gawd dammit, just like that. Don't forget where you have to cum."

Having his face buried in the pillow and his ass getting a rapid-fire pounding, Paul's grunt was an almost steady chorus. Reaching next to him, Paul grabbed one of his wife's meaty tits and squeezed his acknowledgment.

Linda continued to pull on Paul's babymaker while simultaneously searching for her uterus with her own fingers. Realizing that I have been showing Paul's wife, and her pussy, all of my attention, I pulled my dripping fingers from Sara, and as my wife gasped from her self-gratification, shoved both of my fingers into Linda's inviting mouth.

Just as I had never been into guys, I knew that Linda had never been into girls. Now, as I find myself actively trying to breed my guy friend's ass during this little couple's swinger party, I was curious what Linda's reaction to tasting another woman would be.

To my surprise, Linda released Paul's shaft, grabbed my wrist, and began slowly sucking each finger clean of Sara's sticky woman sauce. Seeing this, I suddenly felt a lot closer to coating Paul's bowels with my hot batter.

Making the announcement that I would be cuming soon, Sara ordered me onto my back and Paul on top. Pulling my fingers from Linda's mouth, and my shaft from Paul's asshole, both Linda and I got excitedly wide-eyed when we looked at Paul's gaping asshole. It stayed open almost as wide as my cock was thick.

Falling between Paul and Sara, I quickly rolled onto my back to invite Paul to mount the staff. While I was watching Paul and my wife maneuver around, Sara was also doing her own moving. With Paul's glistening monster bouncing around, I watched a large drop of his pre-cum swing erratically until it stretched out and stuck to my hip.

As Paul raised his leg to straddle me, Linda, being the awesome wife that she was, held my shaft upright, giving him a target to aim for. With my attention fixated on Paul's giant cock and the leg that he was throwing over me, it wasn't until Sara's knee was almost hitting my ear did I realize that I was going to be serving orgasms to both of the Smiths.