This is the fourth part of a series based on the relationship between a husband and wife in their early forties and the wife's best friend who had joined them for a cruise to the Norwegian fjords. If you can, then please do read the first chapters.
The married couple, as with many of their age unknowingly are seeking to recapture the excitement of their youth or as is the case experience parts of life they could have known. With his wife Jenny's encouragement, John and her quiet and inexperienced friend Emma had grown closer and shared much already. A couple had become a relationship of three with John shared between the two in the first steps of an exciting new chapter of their lives. In the last part we were also introduced to their cabin neighbours: young couple experiencing the fullness of life. I hope you enjoy.
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That evening the girls wore strappy near matching silken dresses, both cut to the knee exposing their shoulders, neck and cleavage. Jenny my wife in red, Emma her best friend in green, one of my wife's outfits and both in heels accentuating their legs. It was still unusual to see Emma like this, dressed up in full makeup and jewellery but both looked fantastic.
We ate in an Italian restaurant. Drinking wine this evening we were a little less than sober. After a show in the theatre we continued the evening in one of the bars and from there more was drunk as we listened to a house band. When we returned to the cabin we stumbled to our door, our two neighbours Abi and James emerged from the other direction also headed back and it was clear they'd also had a few drinks.
"Sexy neighbours!" Shouted Abi, the petite but boisterous Scot, "it's our naughty sexy neighbours!"
"You must be Abi!" Ventured Jenny, "and James, nice to meet you!"
"Evening!" Said James, a man of few words, tall and well built with dark features and a beard. He had an athletic physique and his young wife Abi on the other hand seemingly didn't exercise as much carrying a few curves, with large breasts and backside of similar stature. They wore typical party wear with Abi exposing a lot of cleavage that wobbled as she struggled to keep her footing. The sea was a little stormy this evening which didn't help.
"It's too soon to go to bed!" Abi protested to her husband.
"Let's all have some more drinks!" proposed Jenny, looking at Emma who shrugged, not disagreeing and before we knew it we were all crammed in our cabin opening another bottle from our own fridge.
Having failed to all fit on the sofa, we'd all arranged ourselves on the edge and on the bed. Jenny and Emma their shoes off and legs folded under them at the head of the bed. I was to Jenny's side with Abi on my other side toward the foot of the bed with her husband James to her right.
"So you and John are married?" Abi enquired of Jenny boldly, liberally drinking from a mug acting as a makeshift glass.
"Yes we are, and I let my husband sleep with my best friend" she responded confidently,
"Fantastic! But who else do 'you' get to fuck?" Abi was persistent in her quest for the details of our life;
"I hadn't really thought about it," replied Jenny. "That would be up to John I suppose, though I must say he's more than enough for me." Abi saw an opening and leaped upon it,
"So John what can your lovely wife, sorry 'who' can your lovely wife do?"
"Her pursuit of happiness is all I want" I responded truthfully. "If she wants to have her own fuck buddy, and she still wants me, well I can't stand in her way."
"Oh well this evening is getting better all the time," exclaimed Abi. "James wouldn't you like to put your massive cock in these two gorgeous girls?"
"Aye," said the quiet heavyset husband, clearly one who follows the orders of his exuberant wife, "I think they'd both be great fucks."
Jenny and Emma's blushed faces didn't hide the fact that a younger athletic male found them sexy, it was quite a compliment. Jenny spoke first:
"Well I think that James looks a good fuck," She was in a mischievous mood,
"I'm happy with John, he's plenty for me," interrupted Emma, making her position clear.
"We'll James, looks like Jenny quite fancies a piece of you." Abi was nothing if not confident, "The only question is whether she'd want to share you with me...at the same time. And whether she'd like a piece of me while she's at it?"
Here was this young couple inviting my wife to play with them. I'd not seriously contemplated my wife with another person, let alone a couple. The thought didn't trouble me. If anything the thought of Jenny with another woman was turning me on, and the thought of this gruff young man with what was said to be a big cock fucking her. It didn't seem all that bad. There was a pause.
"I think I'd like to try that out." Jenny's response caused my own cock to stir. She looked at me for acknowledgment or was it permission? I smiled at her and shrugged, nodding my head to give her the go ahead.
"That settles it!" Delighted Abi, "come on Jenny let's take you to our cabin. You're with us tonight!" She reached out and took my wife's hand. My wife took hers and Abi guided her off the bed toward the door. James, who seemed like he'd been in this position before nodded at me, "don't worry, she'll have fun," he said "You two lovebirds get your own time for fun". With that the three of them left the room, Jenny with a broad smile mouthing "oh my god" to me as she left.
"That was something!" Said Emma as we lay there in slightly bemused silence. "I hope Jen's been working out because I think they're going to have quite the session."
"Which leaves the two of us?" I replied.
"It does doesn't it. Can I share the bed with you tonight?"
"I thought that would be obvious, of course."
"Well I hoped that would be the case. It'll be nice. Let me go get ready for bed. Give me a few minutes."
Emma left the bed, leaned over a drawer, looking like she was searching for something, grabbed an item of clothing and then disappeared to the bathroom.
I put my ear to the wall. I could hear giggling and what sounded like kissing noises. An unmistakable "mmm" from Abi and then groans of agreement from Jenny. It sounded like James was letting the two girls get acquainted. "Mmm I love your tits!" I heard Abi say, the imagery of her lips on my wife's breasts giving me quite the full on erection.
"Mmm yours are amazing too," I heard my wife say followed by a pleasured moan from Abi.
I heard the door of the bathroom open. Emma emerged in a recognisable black slip. It was my wife's. Two thin straps and a silk body with a little lace trimming at the hem, it ended just below her sex, her fuller figure and pointed nipples pushing out the fabric. She'd also darkened her eyeliner and makeup and put on a deep red lipstick. Emma was trying to impress. It was working.
"Does this look okay?" She inquired, showing still that little lack of confidence.
"Astounding." I replied and climbed off the bed to place my hands at her waist and kiss her deeply.
I guided Emma to the bed and she lay back into the pillows. I removed my shirt as she watched. As I undressed Emma's hand trailed from her neck, across her breast, down to her thighs and back to her chest. The sound of Abi climaxing on the other side of the wall made us pause and laugh.
"Can you be gentle?" Enquired Emma as I climbed onto the bed nodding. As I lay over her we stared into each other's eyes for a moment before a slow, deep kiss, my hand running along her thigh, she bit her lip, "it feels so good when you touch me," she whispered, her eyes closing and head tilting back as I held her. She lifted her hips and I removed her panties. As my hardness strained through my own pants. With her legs wide, her body arched backwards, her position accentuated her chest now straining through the silk fabric of the slip.
"I think I'm ready for you," she spoke softly, reaching back her arms to the headboard, her body shape demanding mine.
As my cock teased her entrance, the rhythmic thudding from our neighbours had begun. Immediately we heard the first moans from Jenny through the wall. The sound, a deep groaning made me even harder and the head of my cock found it's way through Emma's moist folds. Emma's instant cry was far louder than Jenny's. I held there deep in Emma's inviting body, our bodies frozen for a moment, her back arched, her eyes closed before she opened them and took a tight hold with her arms around my back. I slowly eased out and back in again to another deep cry and our own thud against the wall. It was the perfect sensation of Emma's tight grip in more ways than one. Emma moaned deeply, opening her eyes wide as my cock filled her eager pussy as slowly but deeply I took her body.
Jenny's moans were growing in volume, but there was a pause in the knocking through the wall so I presumed the pleasure was deriving from whatever Abi was doing to her. Images of Abi tasting my wife's pussy or the two wrapped in a scissor entered my mind, whatever it was she was enjoying and soon the familiar sounds of Jenny's orgasm were soon heard. In my own space Emma and I made deliberately slow, passionate movements, Emma's own guttural moans timed with each slow thrust as I entered her, my hardness strengthened by the sounds of my wife and those of Emma as she writhed and clawed at my back.
Emma reached back and pawed the headboard and I pulled down a strap from her slip, kissing the soft flesh of her chest as a breast was exposed, her nipples hardened. She moaned as my lips teased her. As she pressed back on the headboard the rhythmic thud from the other side gave away that my wife was being fucked again. A deep moan of slow steady repetition suggested James was fucking her hard and deep. My own pace increased to mimic with Emma's own moans increasing in volume. My hands beneath her buttocks pulling myself into her, her body pushing back against me. Emma's vocal "ahhh"'s were seemingly inspiring our neighbours, Jenny's voice similarly taking the increasing pounding she was clearly now receiving.
"Give it to me John," pleaded Emma as my pace increased as did the severity of my thrusts. "Ahhh...ahhh...ahhh", Emma's noises were repeating becoming more of a grunt than a moan. The banging through the wall was now constant, my wife's cries louder. Their thud and moans followed by ours.
I pulled Emma's body closer to me, I was now fucking her hard. She pulled down her remaining strap exposing both her breasts as they moved hypnotically in time as I fucked her. As she glistened with small beads of sweat, her pussy, soaking wet and the sound of flesh meeting flesh echoing in the room.
"Don't cum in me John," Emma shook her head rapidly as she spoke, I nodded in return. She knew she and I were close. Jenny on the other side of the wall was screaming in pleasure, Abi's moans could be heard too, Emma was also close. I held her by the buttocks and was now giving her everything I could, my full length bottoming out as our bodies met harder and harder, faster and faster. As Jenny cried out in one last moan of both anguish and joy, Emma came hard. I pulled out my cock and jets of cum landed on her stomach, chest and as far as her neck. As she lay breathless, I leant over her and we kissed.
I pulled back and she ran her fingers through my seed, painting her body until she lay there with a glistening chest. I fell to her side and she didn't move. As I caught my breath she was silent. Her own breathing returning to normal. After what just have been five minutes she spoke in almost a whisper:
"Is it always as good as that?"
