[Author's Note: All characters in this story are 18 years or older.]
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(A short recap from Part-3)
When Joe had finally finished pumping his cum from his dick and into his wife's mouth and onto her face, he leaned forward to stick his cock-head in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the fat head before taking it in her mouth and sucking on it. As she did, several drops of his cum ran off of her chin, dropping onto Holly's face.
She must have seen the drops of goo coming, and she kept her lips closed as she turned her face to catch them on her nose and cheeks.
Astonishingly, I found the sight of my wife's pretty face splattered with another guy's cum hot beyond all logic, and I started to pick up the pace of my jerking off.
As I slid my hand up and down my slick cock, Sandy finished sucking her husband's quickly-wilting cock clean, and he backed away. He focused and zoomed the camera in on Holly's cum splattered face, and I began pounding my dick even faster.
As he filmed, Sandy lowered her face and began lapping her husband's jism from her friend's face.
With sloppy sloshing sounds I began pounding my cum-drenched cock furiously as Sandy lapped and sucked at the ropes of her husband's cum. When she had collected all of the errant jism that she could find, she planted a kiss on my wife's mouth.
As I watched the two women open their mouths and knew that my wife was tasting another guy's cum, my cock erupted again. I hammered away at it, pumping shot after shot of the thick jism up from my balls and all over my hand. It made no sense that I should find the thought of my loving faithful wife tasting somebody else's cum so erotic, but for whatever perverted reason, I sure as hell did!
Suddenly, Lana let out a troubled sounding "Oh, fuck," leapt off the bed, and ran to the bathroom.
As I watched her cute ass, glistening her own pussy juice, disappear around the corner, I called out, "Hey! Are you okay? You want me to pause it? It looks like there's quite a bit left."
Part-4
Lana didn't answer for a moment, but then she said from the bathroom, "No. You go ahead without me. I'll catch the rest when you send me the link."
I shrugged, and turned back to the screen. I was gently sliding my cum slobbered hand up and down my still half-hard cock, trying to keep it awake for whatever was coming next. As the hot cum-swapping kiss between Holly and Sandy faded to black, I heard the toilet flush, and then the shower turn on.
Ironically, when the scene faded back in, Holly and Sandy were in a bathroom. But it wasn't mine and Holly's. It was Sandy and Joe's newly-remodeled master-bath with its oversized, multi-head walk-in shower.
Both Holly and Sandy were completely naked, now, and after Sandy reached in to turn on the water to get it hot, the two women wrapped their arms around each other, and joined their mouths in a hot tongue-sucking, lip-biting kiss.
With their hands firmly gripping one another's asses, they pressed their bodies together, grinding their pussy-mounds, and mashing their naked tits into each other.
After a little while, Sandy put one hand on the top of my wife's head, and cupped her big tit with the other. As she pushed Holly's head down, she lifted her tit up, and said, "Suck on it, sweetie! Suck my fat tit! Pull on my nipple with your teeth! I love when you do that!"
Holly opened her mouth wide and covered the entire dark brown circle of flesh, and then some. Her cheeks then hollowed as she began sucking hard. Sandy let out a contented moan.
As Holly pulled back, stretching the big tit as she went, she parted her lips to reveal her teeth clamped delicately over the stiff little-finger size nipple.
"Oh, yeah, sweetie!" Sandy moaned. "Stretch it out! Pull on it! God, I love how you do that!"
After what seemed like quite a lot of stretching—which was obviously being converted to pleasure in Sandy's fully-aroused brain—Holly let the nub slip from between her teeth. Almost before the big tit had settled back to its natural state against Sandy's chest, Sandy was pushing Holly's face over, and lifting her other tit for equal treatment.
After half a minute of sucking, biting, and stretching, Holly let the big tit drop, and lifted her face back up to Sandy's. She gave her an aggressive kiss, biting her lower lip, and stretching it out as she had her stiff nipples.
When she finally finished the kiss, Holly pulled away, and turned her friend's naked body toward the running shower.
She gave her a hard slap on the ass, and commanded, "Get in there, Missy! It's time you washed all this cum and sweat off me! You've made quite a mess!"
My cock was back to full size and stiffness from just watching the hot kissing and tit sucking, and I was slowly stroking it to get another charge of cum building in my balls. When I saw that my usually-passive wife was going to be the dominant one in this shower scene, I knew I wouldn't have any trouble, at all, blowing another big load for her to see when she watched our video. I was sorry that Lana wasn't here to enjoy it, and to jerk off her cute clamshell pussy for Holly, too.
On the TV, the two women were standing under the rainfall shower, and as the water ran over their faces, Holly was giving Sandy another aggressive kiss. With Sandy's hair gripped in her fists, Holly sucked on her friend's tongue, pulling on it with her teeth. When she let it go, she tilted Sandy's head back, letting the water rain down onto her face.
Holly put a finger in Sandy's mouth and pulled it open, forcing the water pour into it. After watching it fill, Holly clamped her mouth back over Sandy's.
Even as the shower water rained down over them, I could see the collected water gush from between their locked lips, as if sharing a huge mouthful of cum. My dick oozed a big drop of pre-cum at the hot image on the screen. (Or would that still be
post-cum
at this point?)
Holly broke the kiss, suddenly, and with her fingers still gripping her friend's wet hair, she pushed her to her knees. As the water rained over both of them, Holly spread her feet, rotated her hips forward, and pushed Sandy's face into her pussy.
With both hands now wound into her best friend's hair, she rocked her head back and forth, mashing her face across her pussy lips.
"Eat my cunt, Missy!" Holly commanded her. "Open your mouth so you can taste my pussy! Stick out your tongue and shove it up my hungry little cunt hole!"
As Holly held her friend's face pressed hard against her pussy, she tilted her own head back, and as the water beat down on her face, she let out a low moan of pleasure that I could hear even over the sound of the shower.
I had to wonder if that pleasure was just from having her pussy eaten, or if it might have been greatly enhanced by her being uncharacteristically dominant. Sandy seemed to be bringing out all sorts of repressed desires in my wife! Again, I'd have to remember to thank her!
Once again, Holly made an abrupt end to what she had Sandy doing, and with her fingers still tingled in her wet hair, she lifted her back to her feet. She gave her a short, open-mouth kiss, and then spun her around, facing the shower wall.
"Bend over!" she told her as she pushed her head forward. "Put your hands against the wall!"
Sandy did as commanded, and Holly stepped back a bit and traced her fingertips over the wonderful round shape of her friend's ass as the water cascaded over it.
She then raised one hand, and brought it down with a hard slap.
The water on her ass and the echo in the shower may have enhanced the sound of that smack, but it was obvious that it was no love-tap.
Sandy jumped and lifted her leg slightly, involuntarily pulling away from the sudden sting. But she let out a low growl that sounded like it came from between clenched teeth, and she quickly had her naked ass right back in the same position.
"Do you want another one of those?" Holly asked as a red handprint appeared on Sandy's right ass cheek.
"Yes!" Sandy almost hollered back.
Holly brought her other hand down on her friend's left ass cheek, with another echoing
smack!
Sandy flinched again, but didn't jump as much as the surprising first time. She hung her head between her outstretched arms, and let out another low growl as she moved her ass back and forth under the falling water. Was she trying to get the hot water to sooth her abused ass cheeks, or did it enhance the sting for her?
With a red handprint now glowing on each of Sandy's gorgeous ass cheeks, Holly stepped back out of view, leaving her friend bent over at the waist with her arms extended and her hands against the shower wall. The water continued to rain down on her, running over her ass, and falling off of her big hanging tits in little streams that poured from her hard nipples.
I gave my stiff cock a couple of hard jerks at the sexy sight of my wife's best friend, naked and spanked, and soaking wet. My cock responded by delivering another squirt of pre-cum to lubricate my hand.
On the TV, Holly reappeared behind Sandy's dripping ass wearing a dildo. But it wasn't a strap-on with its little harness wrapped around her waist and her ass. It was a "plug-in" type, and Holly already had the hooked end inserted into her pussy. As she stepped up behind her friend, she was sliding her hand up and down its length, "jerking off," and no-doubt get a good fucking action going on deep in her own cunt. I noticed that it also had a little "thumb" protruding from it that looked to be grinding right into my wife's clit as she jerked off.
The flesh-colored and realistic looking rubber dick was kind of a hybrid in size. It was about as big around as my cock, and about as long as Joe's. It had a well defined head with a good fire-helmet ridge.
Holly moved in closer, and with her fist wrapped around the fake dick about two inches behind its head, she began rubbing it—forcing it—up and down through Sandy's exposed cunt lips. She pressed the big head against her friend's little asshole, and Joe zoomed in the camera to show the rubber cock-head slowly spreading the tight sphincter.
Just as the fire-helmet head was ready to pop inside the stretched little rosebud, Holly brought her free hand down on Sandy's ass, again. From the sound, I could tell it wasn't as hard of a smack as before, but landing on one of the still-tender spots made Sandy jump, and when she did, Holly poked the dildo's cock-head through the tight little ring of muscle.
