Jenn had been lazy most of the day. After a week of chaos, the extended family left yesterday and headed back to the city to take care of all the business a large, dysfunctional group needed to take care of. They would be back Friday, and she would be in heaven making sure everyone (especially her sons) were well-attended to. Like the previous two weeks, she and her husband would enjoy peaceful quiet during the work week.
Mark was "working from home" from the summer rental, so she watched a movie, made them some lunch, laid out, walked down to the dock, read her book, and did whatever should could to not think too much about her best friend Alex coming to visit. She and Alex had big plans for Mark the next few days.
But no matter how hard she tried not to, Jenn kept flashing back to that day six weeks ago when she was Alex's wing man. Her best friend in the world was in a dry spell and needed physical attention, so they picked up a BBC they both ended up fucking before she spent the rest of the night teaching her BFF the joys of being with another woman (MILF Happy Hour, Literotica, Nov 2022). If Jenn sat still for even a minute, she remembered undressing Alex for the first time, kissing her, touching her, watching her - and she got extremely horny. She either needed to take care of her own business or encourage her husband Mark to finish his work-from-home day a little early.
In early afternoon she made dinner and left it on the island for them to snack on throughout the evening, then got her shower. As she put soap on her body, she finally succumbed to one of her favorite Alex memories, and as the memory of her near-twin spreading her legs for the first time to allow her access to her wet, hungry pussy, she couldn't resist sliding a soapy finger inside her own. As she probed deeper, and wiggled it around, she remembered how sexy Alex was, and how her body moved as her tongue probed the other woman's most sensual area... In seconds her own real orgasm coincided with the memory of Alex's first-ever girl/girl orgasm.
After her shower she didn't get dressed. She looked for a minute at her naked image in the mirror, admiring her curves, the neatly trimmed hair between her legs, her painted toe nails, her smooth skin, her large, full breasts that weren't nearly as amazing as before the twins were born but that Mark still adored...
"I think Mark's going to like this," she thought as she wrapped a towel around her nakedness.
She walked to his office, and when she entered he smiled and closed his laptop. She said nothing as she took his hand and lead him to the deck. The sun was just setting over the far side of the lake, and oranges, reds, and maroons filled the sky as she turned to face him. In seconds she undressed him and undid her towel so it could drop to the deck. When she embraced him, she was happy to feel his erection between them. She kissed him while stroking it.
"I want you to fuck me on the deck - we haven't done that since our first night here."
"Gladly," he answered as he explored her familiar nakedness.
His hands cupped her naked ass and pulled her to him. Even though she was almost 5' 8" tall, he was still much taller, and his face fell naturally to the top of her head when they embraced. The smell of her hair was the next spark, and as he inhaled her familiar fragrance he moved down to her cheek. The smell of her skin, then the softness of its touch were other sparks, and when she stood on her tip toes to kiss him the fire was raging. When their lips touched and her tongue searched for his he didn't know how much foreplay he had in him.
Most of their friends had become platonic roommates as their families grew, but Mark and Jenn somehow managed to raise kids and still admire and enjoy each other's aging bodies. When the kids went off to college they initially struggled with sex becoming routine, but then she met Alex for happy hour, and since that night she and Mark were like 20-somethings again. Mark wasn't sure how long it would keep up, but he was going to enjoy the sexual adventure as long as he could.
He whispered "I love you" between breathes as he bit her neck and shoulders. Instead of her normal "it doesn't count when we're naked", she replied with "I love you, too. And I love when you fuck me!"
Before he could reply she dropped to her knees and took him in her mouth. There was no teasing - just immediate, intense deep-throating.
"Oh my gawd... that feels so..."
Mark leaned his head back, closed his eyes, and imagined her soft, full lips taking his hardness in. Then he opened his eyes, and in combination of the faint light remaining from the sunset and the lights from inside the house, he watched her seductive lips working his dick. Being a voyeur, seeing her in the act of sexual pleasure intensified his own pleasure. He grabbed her head to slow her down, and when she felt the familiar grasp she she looked up at him. Even with her lips full of his manhood, she was able to smile. He lad lusted after those eyes and that smile more times than he could remember, and as love and lust almost overwhelmed him, he could feel she was close to getting the prize she was working for.
Regrettably, he held her head still -even though her night with Alex had turned up up the intensity of their sexual desire, it hadn't turned back the clock on his ability. Those nights when they were dating where he was able to cum three and four times were a distant memory.
He pulled her up to him and hungrily kissed her. There was something intensely satisfying in the way she kissed after going down on him. It was a long, passionate, intense kiss that gave his erection a minute to calm down. But when he could wait no longer, he spun her around, and as they stared at Mother Nature's canvas of spectacular colors displayed before them, he cupped her breasts and ground his hardness between her cheeks.
She purred as the warmth of his touch joined with the heat of her own passion. She cupped her hands over his and encouraged him to aggressively grope her breasts while she pushed her butt harder into his erection. And when the sky was the perfect shade of purple and dark orange, he bent her over the deck railing. Knowing what was coming, she raised up on her toes and spread her legs. She was wet and ready, and when he put the head of his erection between her long legs, he was easily in.
"Oh fuck yeah, that feels amazing," she purred.
"Not as amazing as Charles," he teased, referring back to her night with Alex and Charles, the BBC she picked up.
"Much, MUCH better!" she reassured him as she pushed back against each thrust.
Mark knew the shortest distance between the head of his dick and her G-spot was when she bent over anything - the bathroom counter, the kitchen table, the hood of the car - they both knew she would cum fast, hard, and usually more than once, when they shared this sexual position.
Motivated by her reassurance, Mark turned up the intensity of his thrusts. Each time his skin slapped against her's, she moaned, sometimes whimpered, and even occasionally cried. When she knew there was no way he could stop, she sprung her surprise on him.
"Alex is coming up tomorrow to visit," she panted between thrusts.
Mark wanted to stop and talk to her, but she was seconds from cumming. He kept thrusting, harder and harder, as he thought about her incredibly sexy best friend. He had jacked off to her picture many times since she sent it to him that night he gave Jenn permission to be with her and the BBC.
"Cool!" he managed to get out as he grabbed her hips and visciously rammed his dick into her. "Are you... going to... hook up... again?"
She tried to answer his question, but her body trembled as she came hard. Mark didn't even slow down as her legs weakened, and she almost collapsed. He held her up, and fucked even harder. Each thrust hit her G-spot hard, and she felt a second orgasm furiously building before the first was even finished.
One of the benefits of getting older was that Mark could last longer, and sensitivity was lessened so that he could keep thrusting longer.
