Our Sexy Adventure

Our sexual adventure continued with new amazing sexual experiments and some new emotional feelings. We had been in our relationship with John for several months now. John had moved in with us and Carol slept in the middle every night. Carol and I spent all our spare time with John. We came to realize that we loved him, not as a replacement for our love for each other but in a new unfamiliar way. The three of decided we were in a polyamory relationship. We had pictures taken of the three of us and we invented a marriage ceremony where John became part of our family.

We all still slept in the nude. Not a night went by when we didn’t have sex several times. Carol was the centerpiece of our sexual activities. John and I fucked, sucked, probed and caressed her at will. John and I indulged in a few of our own sexual activities. We jerked each other off and we held two cocks together and stroked until we come on each other’s cock and we sucked each other off. This was all a first for me and I enjoyed every sensual moment. One thing I couldn’t get myself to do was sodomy, a bridge too far. Carol would finger herself to an orgasm while watching us. Our daily lives consisted of sex. work, sex, sex, eat sleep, sex. When we would get to work in the morning Carol was always flushed with a just fucked look. When we worked weekends we would commandeer an empty office and fuck her on someone’s desk in front of a large window. There were rumors but we didn’t care.

For entertainment we liked to go out dancing. For me dancing is a very intimate and sexual act. You hold your partner in your arms and press their body to yours.

Your mouth is at her ear breathing and perhaps whispering. At our house John, Carol and I would often put music on and dance in the living room. Sometimes the three of us would dance together. Carol would be in the middle with one cock near her cunt and the other nestled between her ass cheeks. It always led to hot three way sex.

There was a local restaurant and nightclub that had a live band every weekend. We would have dinner with some wine and then around 9 o’clock we’d head into the dance lounge. Carol always wore scandalous clothes, low cut, very short and clingy. And she wore sexy panties and no bra. She teased all the men.

The lounge consisted of a long bar, stage, dance floor and tiered seating. We always went for the top tier. On the top tier we would sit with Carol facing the dance floor and stage. She would keep crossing her legs and flashing her mound at whoever happened to be looking. We’d order drinks and when the waiter came to the table Carol would lean over to take her drink and flash her tits. John and I would be rubbing her legs and pushing her dress ever higher.

Carol was a very popular dance partner. John and I would watch her dance, molding her body to her dance partner and rubbing her mound on his leg. She’d leave them with a tent in their pants. She came back to our table with a sexy smirk on her face. When Carol slow danced with John I would be breathless watching them. Her arms around his neck, her lips planting small kisses and her body molded to his. She would make small humping moves and rub his cock with her knee. It looked more like them having sex than dancing. When she fast danced she would grind her ass on his crotch, face the band and swing her hips so that her dress would flip up and the band could see she had sexy underwear on. When I slow danced with Carol she would whisper in my ear, “I love you so much. Thank you for all of this.” That calmed my periodic bouts of unease, losing her permanently to John.

When Carol and John got back to the table after dancing they would both be flushed with desire and Carol’s nipples would be jutting out through the clingy dress. Several times after they danced I would whisper to Carol, “Go take your panties off.” She’d leave for the ladie’s room swaying her hips with her tits bouncing. When she came back she would place her damp panties openly on the table. Either John or I would pick them up and inhale her sex. We’d leave them there in the open so that the waiters and anyone walking by could see them.

We usually stayed until they closed at 1 am. One time we had gotten so worked up and horny that when we got to the car I reached down and pulled Carol’s dress over her head. She stood proudly naked in the parking lot. I opened the back door and had Carol bend over with her hands on the seat. I was so horny I couldn’t stop my self. I plunged into her cunt reveling in her wetness and the sheer madness of fucking where we could get caught. Carol moaned, “Fuck meeee, hot, fuck, god.” Her moaning sent me over the edge and I shot wave after wave of cum into her.

John had watched the whole thing. He got in the back seat and pulled his cock out. Carol lapped the length of it and sucked the crown into her mouth. The veins on his cock were pulsing and it was vibrating in Carol’s mouth. Her head bobbed up and down and his cock was glistening with her saliva and his pre cum. John was groaning. He put his hands on the sides of her head and violently face fucked her.

Carol drove home still naked. When we got to the apartment she brazenly walked naked across the parking lot.