"More...?" Nicole asked rhetorically as she dipped the lapels of the robe to reveal the curvature of her breasts, then grasping them in two handfuls still covered but sensually caressing them against herself.
"I want to rip that robe right off you." I felt myself hardening and a glance to my left revealed Roger to not only be in the same state but already slowly stroking himself. "We both do."
Nicole looked at the two erect tributes in front of her. "I feel so flattered!" She said with a huge smile. "Let's see what we can come up with to make use of them..."
With that my wife allowed the robe to slide down her body all the way to the floor with a gentle clump and, once again naked, she crawled cat-like up onto the bed towards Roger and myself; her right hand stroking up Roger's leg, her left hand stroking up mine, Nicole advanced between us. Reaching her intended targets she stopped and knelt, a cock now in each hand, synchronized massaging up and down in erotic unison.
I leaned forward to glide my fingertips over Nicole's left shoulder, her neck, her breast, admiring the luscious curves of her wonderful body. Roger mirrored my actions almost exactly on her right side. Nicole leaned her head towards me and our lips mashed, I tasted the champagne still on her tongue; now she turned her face to Roger opening her mouth to invite him in as she had me.
Shuffling backwards slightly, Nicole lowered her mouth onto the head of my glistening shaft, I felt my own breath shuddering as the vibrations of my wife's moans tingled through me. She bobbed her head a few times then, slowly lifting off, Nicole turned and repeated her actions but this time on Roger's straining member. He gasped. Nicole continued alternating between the two cocks, steely hard and erect, excited by her actions; from time to time she lifted her face to one or both of us seeking her reward of passionate, lust-filled kisses.
Finally, Roger spoke. "You need to let us spoil you now." He shuffled himself downward, gently nudging Nicole to where he wanted her to climb over him, her knees on either side of his head. Kneeling up, I took my wife's face in my hands and pressed my lips to hers; her eyes closed and she groaned deeply onto my tongue as she lowered her nether lips to Roger's waiting tongue. In this moment of intense intimacy Nicole inhaled sharply and trembled, initial waves of orgasm flooding through her body, her nipples hardened as both Roger's and my hands fought politely over her breasts, massaging, squeezing, caressing. My wife shook, crying out, her hands gripping the suede cushioning that served as a headboard, her body convulsing with pleasure.
Together Roger and I gently rolled Nicole around and over on to her back. She flashed her smile at me, her chest and cheeks still flushed. "I want you to fuck me this time." Then she reached a hand around Roger's neck pulling him down to kiss her, his hand resting on her belly.
I knelt between Nicole's thighs as she briefly broke their kiss. I heard her whisper "Put him in me." Roger kissed her deeply again as his hand skimmed across my wife's pussy and grasped my cock. I swallowed hard, the sensation of a strong, masculine hand gripping me was blowing my mind. Roger tugged me forwards and i directed myself towards Nicole's wetness until he felt that I was poised to enter her. Without looking up he gently rubbed the head of my cock up and down Nicole's waiting entrance; she spread her knees a little wider still and Roger pulled me inside of her as I slid forward between his fingers.