This story contains a little Romance Sex, a little Lesbian Sex, a little Exhibition and Voyeurism Sex, and a little Group Sex. Plus a whole lot of just plain fun sex. I hope you enjoy it.
Bruce Dickerson woke up when his wife's knee came to rest on his thigh. He had his usual morning erection, but the gentle movement of his wife's body alerted him to the fact that she was quietly masturbating. Sliding down toward the bottom of the bed he came up between her legs and pushed her fingers away from her wet slick junction with his lips and tongue.
"Oh! God...lick me...just like that...you've got the spot...Oh, oh...I'm going to come!" Lizzy cried as she tightened her thighs around her husband's head. "Ohhhhh...God your tongue feels sooooooo good."
Bruce moved from licking her clit to placing the flat of his tongue and lips in contact with her gushing vagina as she stiffened in sexual climax. He enjoyed the taste of his wife, and when she urged him to move his body up, his stiff rod slid smoothly into her slippery tunnel. Holding his upper body away with his arms he looked down into the beautiful face of his wife and best friend. Eight years of married life and she was as beautiful and sexy as ever. Bruce was very much in love.
He kept a slow steady pace as he moved his penis in and out of her satiny hole and when Liz wrapped her legs around his waist and urged him on he quicken his pace. When she pulled him tighter, he pounded his thick meat into his wife's juicy cunt as hard as he could until he emptied his life giving essence into her waiting womb.
Elisabeth Dickerson, everyone called her Lizzy or Liz, was a woman secure in the knowledge that she was not only intelligent, but also, very attractive to men of all ages. She had wavy auburn hair that came down to her shoulders. Her skin was smooth and dusted with freckles across her shoulders and chest. The pink nipples on her firm rounded breasts were long and pronounced and appeared to be always craving attention. She had long runners legs that met at a junction that was sparsely covered with flaming red hair.
Lizzy worked from her home as an independent 'head-hunter' and she had several major firms as clients. She was still in her nightgown and enjoying a third cup of coffee, after Bruce had left for his Civil Engineering job, when the telephone rang.
"Hi Liz, this is Jade Newton, how they hanging?"
Surprised to hear her old college suitemate's voice Lizzy was just a little slow on her response, but nevertheless was thrilled that Jade was on the line.
"God! I haven't heard from you for ages, what are you doing? Where are you? When are we going to get together again?" Lizzy screamed.
"I'm down in Red Wing, and I thought that I'd come up to your place for the weekend if you're home and not busy." Jade said.
"God yes! We don't have anything planned and I so want you to meet Bruce. How soon can you get here?" Lizzy exclaimed.
"Well, I've got a stop to make in the Twin Cities, but I should be able to be in Hudson around three-thirty or four. I'll call you when I cross the bridge into Wisconsin and you can give me directions, OK?"
"I'm looking forward to seeing you again." Lizzy said, and after hanging up the phone she blushed when she thought of Jade. Green-eyed Jade was a woman from the past that Lizzy would never forget. Jade was a free spirit and so beautiful she was almost beyond description.
Jade always wore her straight black hair long. Her blemish free skin was so white it was nearly translucent and her posture was always majestic and regal. Lizzy and Jade had been almost identical in height and weight when they were in school, and Liz was pretty sure that Jade was going to be as beautiful now as she had been then.
A squirrel jumping off the birdfeeder by the window caught Liz's eye and she snapped back to reality, unaware that her hand had sought out her pussy and she had been busy flicking her fingers around and through her vagina while thinking about Jade. Jade, with the perfect skin, and the long thin black pussy hair that guarded the entrance to her love tunnel. A canal that Liz had navigated with her tongue and lips during a wild sex filled weekend almost a lifetime ago.
They had both signed up for a job symposium at the World Trade Center, and had decided to share a hotel room and visit the windy city over the following weekend. Friday after the conference they hit every bar between the Trade Center and the end of Rush Street, yet managed to return to their room without the burden of having any of the fifty or so male suitors they had fended off through-out the night.
Back in their hotel room they had gotten ready for bed in their normal sleeping attire, which consisted of panties and t-shirts.
"I'll bet my ass is all black and blue. I think every drunk in Chicago pinched my butt tonight. Take a look, am I all bruised?" Jade asked as she pulled her panties down to the center of the thighs and bent over.
"It doesn't look bruised." Liz responded, but I bet mine is at least all red. Take a look at this." And she pulled her panties down and kneeled on the bed.
"Oh, you've got a great big bruise right in the center of this cheek. I'll just make it better." Jade said while bending over and kissing Liz's ass with a loud smacking kiss.
The kiss caused both girls to topple on the bed with Jade half on top of Liz. Giggling and laughing the girls started to wrestle, and with their panties already down to their knees it wasn't long before they were rubbing their almost nude bodies together.
"I think you've got a bruise on your tit." Liz cried and pulled Jade's shirt off over her head.
"Oh yes...I do...right there on the nip. If you suck it maybe it'll go away."
"Oh...so now you want your tit's sucked, is that it? Well, I'm not only going to suck your tit, I might even bite the nipple clean off. What do you think of that?" Liz snorted.
"I think I better get one of your boobs in my mouth so that if I have to spend the rest of my life with only one nipple, so will you." Jade responded as she locked her lips on one of her friend's extended rubbery nubs.
Lizzy's memory of the night of decadence was filled with thoughts of sucking and licking of every part of Jade's beautiful body and the way that Jade had probed and licked at her own erogenous zones. She wondered how Bruce would respond if he were aware that his wife had a lesbian experience with such a beautiful woman as Jade.
Pushing all thoughts of eroticism and sex to the back of her mind, Liz decided to finish up her work as quickly as possible and blitz the house and get ready for Jade's visit.
At noon Bruce stopped working and took off for lunch with two of his co-workers. He was a Civil Engineer working for the Wisconsin Department of Transportation on a bridge project over the Mississippi River. All three rode in his truck because he needed fuel, and gas in Minnesota was cheaper. While filling up he glanced over at a woman talking on the phone and sitting, or rather half sitting behind the wheel of her SUV as she filled it with gas. She had one foot in the vehicle and the other was spun around and perched beside the seat. Her short skirt was pulled up her thighs and the crotch of her white panties was clearly visible. Bruce was pretty sure that he could see strands of black hair curling out the leg holes.
