(Thanks to Drewau for editing. Comments and feedback are always welcome and appreciated. Summary in case you didn't read part 1 and 2: A husband and wife come to an old B&B to help ghosts with their unfinished business.)
Jeff walked into the room just as his wife was cumming and the ghost that had been screwing her was evaporating. She was laying on the bed naked, legs spread wide, and feet high in the air. Her butt and the bed was covered in her squirt.
Jeff was instantly rock hard and dropped his towel to take up where the ghost left off. But Rachel crossed her legs immediately, "No. You need to save your stamina and cum for tonight."
"What? You can't leave me like this." Rachel stared at his enticing shaft and licked her lips. This was just as hard for her, as it was for him.
"Trust me, you're going to thank me later." Rachel stood and walked over to the couch.
"Why?" Jeff just watched her long tan legs and sexy swaying hips until she sat down. She was accentuating her walk on purpose. She loved teasing him, just as much as she loved being admired by his lustful stares.
Rachel kept her thighs tight to sit the file on them, but secretly it was also because she was still intensely horny. But she would have to share her husband tonight. They had to work. "We need to be out at the pool tonight by ten PM."
She handed him the file and bent forward, crossing her forearms across her thighs. This squished her breasts together and made them look even bigger. Jeff was much more interested in those than the file. "What's happening at ten?"
"Am I going to have to put a shirt on to get you to focus?" It was a toothless threat. She was still having fun with him.
"Alright." Jeff sat next to her and began perusing the file. "Group of first-time swingers goes swimming back in the 70s. The ladies go down first and start mixing drinks. A freak thunderstorm rolls out of nowhere and the pool gets struck by lightning, killing the women before the men can come outside."
"The worst part is, they never got to trade partners. Not even once."
"And you're thinking..."
"You give each of them the screwing they were never able to get. And I get to watch the entire thing in a skimpy bikini while drinking margaritas poolside." Rachel was smiling. She had a bit of a voyeuristic streak in her. Especially when it came to watching her husband having sex. She only ever got one view of him when they were having sex. This was her favorite form of porn.
"Yeah, I'm sure watching is all you'll be doing," Jeff said sarcastically.
Rachel gave him a peck on the lips and said. "I've already laid your swimsuit out. I'll see you down there in ten minutes."
She left the room and walked to the bathroom. They had met the only other tenants in the B&B this morning, and she didn't have anything else to hide from them. So she was willing to indulge in her other kink, exhibitionism. Sadly, she met no one in the hall. She pulled her bikini on in the bathroom and headed downstairs.
Jeff was already laying in a lounge chair, his erection refusing to resign after the bedroom teasing tented his shorts. As soon as Rachel stepped out onto the back patio, his eyes went wide. It gave her butterflies to know that she could get a rise out of him while wearing a bikini even after all of these years of marriage.
Her bikini was pink with string ties on each hip. It rode the border between respectable and indecent deliciously. The top lifted and squeezed her breasts into mild cleavage. The front of her bottoms dipped down to tease, and very nearly revealed her pussy. The back covered half her cheeks but hugged the crack deeply. Rachel walked over and laid on the chair beside him.
"Would you like me to put some sunscreen on your back?" Jeff asked.
"It's ten at night?" Rachel laughed.
"Moonburn?" Jeff joked.
"I'm sure the only moon you're worried about, is the one on my backside." She teased back. "Now go put on a good show for me."
Jeff looked back and saw four women in bikinis suddenly appear around the pool. The swimwear was much tamer than what Rachel wore, but they were still sexy in their own right.
There was a black woman with D sized breasts and nice wide hips. Jeff remembered her name from the file, Sasha. She was wearing a silver one-piece that plunged nearly to her belly button in the front. It also stretched tightly around the curve of her glutes. She was the first to notice him as she sat on the edge of the pool.
Jeff walked up and sat right next to her. "I'm Jeff." He offered his hand.
"Hi, Jeff. I'm Sasha." Her voice had a mild sexy husk to it. "So, who are you here with?"
Jeff nodded back to his wife. "That's Rachel over there."
Sasha noticed the woman and her lips pursed and eyes raised in surprise. "Wow, she's hot. Greg would probably cum at just seeing her in that bikini."
"Greg's your husband?"
"Yeah, and he's pretty large, so you have some pretty big shoes to fill if you're going to satisfy me." She teased.
No matter how many times he had done this, it still shocked Jeff to hear how frankly people from the past could talk about sex. Everyone always assumed that anyone born before 1990 was a prude when it came to sex. But people have always been horny, we've just gotten more open about it in the last half-century.
"I do alright in that department. But even if I didn't, I have other tricks to make you scream like a little school girl."
Sasha laughed uproariously. When she settled back down she spoke with a huge grin still plastered across her face. "I'll be the judge of both your size and ability. Pull it out and I'll tell you if you measure up."
Jeff suddenly felt a little embarrassed. "What? Out here?"
"Yeah. Unless you're just all talk?" She teased.
Jeff had been in much more exposed positions than this in his line of work. But he still felt really on the spot at that moment. "I was kind of hoping to get it warmed up before the big reveal."
Sasha leaned in close until she was nearly nose to nose with Jeff, and softly said, "Well then reveal it and get it warmed up. I do like a good show."
Jeff felt his balls starting to tingle just from her dirty talk. He nodded and stood up beside her. As soon as he did this, he noticed all of the other women stealing glances at him from the other side of the pool. They were talking amongst themselves, but you could tell they were secretly hoping for a show.
Jeff took a deep breath and dropped his shorts. Sasha licked her lips and the rest of the women giggled as they pretended not to watch. "Not bad for limp, but get it hard for me." She looked up at him from the corners of her eyes.
"Can I at least get a little lube first?" Jeff was joking, but Sasha obliged by sucking him into her mouth and swirling her tongue around him a couple of times, before pulling off with a pop of her lips.
Blood was really starting to fill his member after that, so he took it in his hand and began jerking. His tip was only about a foot from her face as she admired it as a delicious piece of candy. Jeff quickly grew to his full size. Something about standing over her, jacking off so close to her face, while she watched, was really getting him turned on.
Sasha seemed to be squirming a little too. Jeff was at it for so long, that he thought she was going to wait for him to cum. But she didn't, she stopped him right as his balls were beginning to tighten. That was frustrating, but he was here for her pleasure, not his own. "That is respectable."
"You should see what I can do with my tongue."
"Alright. I'll make you a deal. You let me cum in your mouth, and I'll let you cum in mine."
"Deal. Shake on it?" Jeff extended his hand.
"Deal." Sasha extended her hand but took his shaft instead and shook that.
They laughed and Jeff climbed into the water between her legs. He gently kissed the silver fabric covering her pussy. He felt a shiver run through her body. She seemed nervous. Jeff lifted her legs over each of his shoulders before peeling back the fabric exposing her most private area. Sasha's belly was puffing in and out and her chest was rising and falling rapidly with her breath.
Despite all of her bravado earlier, she was nervous and excited at the same time. She jumped and let out a high pitched squeak when Jeff blew gently across her already moistened lips. There were a few catcalls from the other girls. They were mouthy now, but he was sure they were going to be just as nervous when it came their time.
Jeff planted a few tender kisses on her lips before inserting his tongue and toying her clit with his lips. Sasha moaned deep enough that Jeff felt the vibrations on his nose. He imagined he was kissing Rachel as he frenched Sasha's pussy. That always gave him the right amount of tenderness and urgency to drive women wild.
Sasha was no exception. She was wiggling her hips under his erotic ministrations. Jeff reached up and pulled the front halves of her swimsuit apart to reveal her large breasts. The nipples were dark and protruded far out from her breasts.
