Brittni and I have been exchanging emails regularly for a while. Just for fun I began including installments of a fantasy date with her. That story is "A Date With Brittni" in the Erotic Couplings section. But she suggested I continue. This story is that continuance. You might want to read the one-page first story before you tackle this...or not.
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We started to get ready to leave. We'd left two large wet spots on the blanket. I took the still clean corners and wiped off your legs, thighs and pussy lips, testing their cleanliness with kisses. You did the same for me, but honestly, and expectedly, I'd come through that (pun intended) cleaner than you. I started to fold up the blanket while you began putting the leftovers and the half-full bottle of wine into the coolers. We were in no hurry to get dressed.
Which was a good thing. A couple about ten years older than us (in their mid-thirties) appeared on the path from around the trees. They carried a blanket, of course, and a cooler and a picnic basket. They looked at us, both of them feasting their eyes on you while the lady did grant me a long look too. They approached. I was going to tell them that we were just getting ready to get dressed and leave the spot to them. I never got the chance. They asked if they could join us. You glanced at me for approval. I grinned and nodded. You welcomed their company. You introduced us and they introduced themselves as Don and Kim.
[This Don and Kim are the same ones in my story "Swingstock '03", but about 15 years younger than in that story. There's an obvious time anomaly...or else our date took place in the late '80's]
You are bold. "To be compatible," you suggested, "Either we should get dressed or you should get undressed."
They agreed immediately. Don stepped toward you, spread his arms wide, and invited you to do the honors. Kim offered me the same honor. It was obvious that they weren't wearing any more than we had been.
So we did the honors...
...But not immediately. You started to undress Don, then glanced at me.
"Excuse us a minute." you said. You stepped to me and drew me off a few steps. You looked into my eyes with sincere concern.
"Are you going to be all right with this? Will you be okay with me fucking Don? Or," and you treated me to that teasing grin, "having sex with both of them at the same time? I can tell Kim wants us both."
I kissed you hard, and long.
"I didn't think it possible, but you just made me love you even more. I think watching you with Kim will be incredible. And how could I not be okay with watching you do something you love doing?" I kissed you again. "I'll be glad to lose my group sex virginity. Besides, Kim is almost as desirable as you."
You hugged me hard. We turned back to our new friends.
"Sorry 'bout that," you apologized as you stood close to Don. "Shall we resume?"
Don treated us to an understanding grin, and Kim said, "Absolutely." She looked me boldly in the eyes. "Rod, I'm still dressed. We should correct this situation."
I stepped close to her, put both hands on the bottom of her tank top, and she raised her arms to allow me to pull it up and off. I stopped. "Kim, I have a rule. I never undress a woman unless I've kissed her first."
She lowered her arms onto my shoulders and pushed herself against me.
"That sounds like a great rule." Then she kissed me, softly at first, then harder and offered her tongue to the edges of my teeth. My tongue responded and we tongue kissed for longer than I had expected.
I must confess, I was a little concerned about my ability to respond. I'd just set two personal records for erection length and stamina, plus volumes of ejaculate. Could I get it up again this soon?
I need not have worried...
I glanced over to see what you were doing with Don. I saw he's about my height—give or take an inch from six feet—but with dark brown hair, clean-shaven, and probably more classically good-looking than I am, though I'm really not equipped to judge. His hands are smaller than mine. I could tell the way they clutched your ass cheeks as you two tongue-kissed like long-time lovers...or as Kim and I had just done.
While I was preparing to remove Kim's shirt, you were removing Don's. He's not as heavy as I am in the arms and chest, but he has those defined abs that I don't. And neither of us sports enough chest hair to matter.
Kim is not as pretty as you (is anybody?) but she is pretty. She has a natural tanned complexion with hazel eyes and long soft brown hair. As I lifted her tank top over her head and then her upraised arms, I managed to caress her breasts. Even when she dropped her arms and her left hand went to applying feather touches to my dick, it was obvious that her breasts were not large. Not even as large as yours, and yours are barely over a handful.
But her nipples are very nice—dark, with average-sized areolae—and, as I found out almost at once, very sensitive. I kissed one while the tips of my fingers twiddled the other. She inhaled sharply and threw her head back as she thrust her nipple farther into my mouth. Both her hands went to rubbing my almost complete erection.
I saw that Don was treating you about the same as I was treating her. As I looked, though, you swapped activities and your lips engulfed one of his nipples. His right hand went from your ass to your vulva. I returned my attention to Kim. She had a look of mild concern on her face. "Rod? Are you jealous? Does seeing her and him like that bother you?"
I shook my head. "No, Kim. Sorry I let my focus waver. I just love looking at her, no matter what she's doing. But I should be giving you one hundred percent of my attention. Let me make it up to you."
I knelt in front of her and slipped my fingers between the waistband of her shorts and her delightful skin and slipped them down. She put a hand on my shoulder for balance as she stepped out of them.
Like you, she has not shaved her pubic hair completely. She has a small neatly trimmed triangle of short hair.
Her legs are stunningly perfect. I cannot wait to taste what is between them...
I slide my right hand up the outside of her left leg, all the way to her hip. My left hand finds its way to the back of her right thigh and my fingernails gently caress the skin there as they move up to stroke her round firm right glute. I ask her to turn around and she does, slowly, teasingly.
Okay, I admit it. Sometimes I kiss ass. But only when the ass is attached to a nude sexy woman. I kiss Kim's pretty hind end. Many times. As I do I slip my right hand in between her legs and urge them to separate. She cooperates and my fingers find the back entrance to her vagina.
A glance to my left shows you subjecting Don to an enthusiastic oral exploration of his hard straight shaft. He is looking down at you, his appreciation obvious. He happens to glance at Kim, but notices me and our eyes meet. I grin and give him the okay sign, thumb and index finger forming an "O". He nods and turns back to you, putting his hands in your hair and encouraging your activity.
I remove my hand from Kim's lips and ask her to turn again. She does and I dive in, searching her labia at the top, pushing my tongue between them, and finding her clitoris. I can hear the happy smile in her soft moan. Then she puts her hands in my hair and holds me away from her. She pulls gently, signaling me to rise, and I do. She kisses me hard on the lips, her tongue searching and finding mine, savoring the taste of herself. She steps away, smiling.
"I think I'd like to be lying down for that. Help me spread our blanket?"
I do. It is a king-sized blanket of soft cotton that has been made, it seems, specifically for what we are about to do. Each corner has a small loop. When she unfolded the blanket four plastic stakes fell out. The ground is soft enough that we are able to push the stakes firmly into the ground. The blanket is secured. After that brief distraction, Kim and I lie down, she on her back and I on my knees, between her legs. I lick my lips in anticipation as I put her legs on my shoulders. I go down on her, licking her vaginal lips and then her clit. I push the point of my tongue into her soft velvety walls as far as it will go, then lick upward. I coax her clit between my lips and massage it, flicking the tip with my tongue as I do.
She orgasms, hard and gaspingly, her hands clutching my hair as she thrusts her pelvis upward into my hungry mouth. Her juices flow freely and I partake of the salty sweetness...
While I enjoyed Kim's shuddering orgasms...yes, plural; she was having one after the other in rapid-fire repetition...I noticed that you and Don had joined us on the blanket. I backed away from Kim's enticing pussy to catch a breath...she needed to do the same...and we both looked to her right.
Don was doing to you what I had just done to Kim. You were both enjoying the activity as much as we had. And we enjoyed, briefly, watching you both.
Then Kim said, "Rod, I don't want you to stop doing what you were just doing, but I want to return the favor at the same time."
So we we went with our favorite number. I lay down on my back and she positioned her glistening and well-eaten pussy above my still hungry lips while her own lips teased and engulfed and kissed my hard dick. I went back to doing what I had been.
I heard you giggle, "Oh, Don, that looks like fun. Let's do that too."