To review from last time, when I tried to bring Emma to Danny and Linda's for the first time:
I grinned, trying to remain confidant. "Trust me. You might like it. Come on inside."
The front door opened and out came Danny, dressed in khakis and a tight polo shirt to show off his physique, followed by Linda in tight, low-cut blue jeans and a flimsy blue top that was amazingly low cut.
"Who are they?" Emma asked.
"Come on and I'll show you." I said.
I got out of the car and was glad to see Emma doing the same. Linda and Danny were walking towards us and I placed my hand on Emma's firm ass, hidden by the soft cotton of her skirt, propelling her forward.
"Hey there! You must be Emma!" Linda said. She extended her hand, which Emma shook, throwing me a confused look. She shook Danny's huge hand as well, smiling at him as she did so.
Danny smiled back. "I bet Johnny didn't tell you much about us, did he?"
Emma's pretty green eyes were wide and innocent as she shook her head. "No, no he didn't. Who are you?"
Danny chuckled and put an arm around her waist. "Why don't we go inside and all have a chat? You can get to know us better..."
Something about that chuckle made me raise my hackles. But I calmed a bit, remembering why I had brought her to them. Also, the fleeting thought ran through my mind that I was glad Emma was on birth control.
Emma threw me another look as Danny led her inside. I smiled back and followed them, with Linda beside me. My heart was in turmoil-I was nervous, jealous, aroused and excited all at once. Linda stoked the arousal in me a bit by "accidentally" brushing my ass. I turned to look at her, only to receive an innocent looking sexy grin.
"Missed us, Johnny?" she whispered, leaning in close as we entered the house. Her perfume smelled like exotic fruits. Danny was showing Emma around the house for some reason, as if she were an ordinary visiting guest.
I found Linda had placed one hand on my chest, the other cupped my semi-hard cock. She made me mute by leaning forward and kissing me and as she did so, she propelled us backwards and sideways, into the hallway that runs along the front of the house from one side to the other. I squirmed, a bit worried. I couldn't see Emma or Danny now and wasn't sure how I felt about that.
But my worry was pleasantly distracted as Linda's soft, tanned body melted into mine. She kissed me deeply and her wonderfully big, soft tits were practically spilling out of her flimsy light blue top. I moaned and cupped one of them, my fingers softly flicking her rubbery nipple back and forth through her shirt. She obligingly raised her arms in the air so I could slip the shirt right off. Her warm, massive breasts spilled out and were crushed against my shirt. I ran my hands down her back and began slipping down her jeans. She wiggled out of them and stood in front of me, wearing nothing but a skimpy thong, from the feel of it.
As we kissed, I felt her hands now loosening my belt and reaching inside my boxers. Her hands found my shaft and stroked it, then pulled it out of the cloth and let it stand between us. She rubbed her smooth hands over it's surface and I felt myself getting harder, my balls already tingling from her technique.
"Do me right here in the hall baby! Fuck me good!" moaned Linda in my ear. Her hot hands had removed my shirt and tossed it carelessly down the hallway. With one silky-smooth foot, she pushed down my pants and boxers until they sat around my sandals in a pile. I stepped out of them and grapsed her little thong. It was white and contrasted very nicely with her tanned skin, much darker than Emma's creamy-golden look.
I slowly pulled it off. She stepped out of it, tossed it aside. I reached under her and my fingers were instantly soaked. I began toying with her and she writhed on my hand. "Oh...Johnny...fuck me, please..."
Who am I to deny a lady? I made her sit on the carpet. She did so quickly and spread her legs. "Johnny, please, I'm waiti-"
She didn't finish. I was just as eager as she was. I got in position and didn't go slow. I rammed my full length in all at once. She gasped and her back arched. I didn't slow. Just as quickly, I almost pulled completely out, than sank back in.
"Oh Johnny...this is what Danny's gonna do to Emma..." she told me through groans.
I didn't slow. "Mmmm...can we watch?" I asked.
She smiled slowly. "Yeah...we...can...uhg, oh God yeah...we can watch...you dirty, horny little bastard...oh fuck me..."
Meanwhile...Danny had taken Emma on a quick little tour. As they moved from room to room, he kept complimenting her on her looks and "accidentally" brushing against her. Normally, Emma would have minded. But the mystery of this setup, her earlier horniess and Danny's natural magnetism cancelled all these feelings out. In fact, she wanted him...
"And this..." Danny said as they re-entered the spacious living room. "Is the heart of the action. The living room."
Emma turned from where she stood next to the big couch, smiled, and clapped politely. "Bravo. That was a great tour."
Danny came over to stand behind her. He pointed out the window. "That's the backyard. See the pool? Sometimes, if you watch carefully, there's a little bird that sits on the edge and just stares at its reflection."
Emma looked out the window at the lawn as Danny sank down onto the couch. Idly, his hand wandered over to her leg, sliding itself over her smooth skin and up her skirt. Emma froze, but, mostly due to her earlier horniness, did not stop him.
