Author: Elizabeth Heath
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'I'm not a dyke, baby. You know that. I love cock, but I just had to touch you ... Had to kiss your breasts.' She gazed into her friend's face. 'I want to kiss your mouth, Ginger.' She paused, her hand moving below the waterline towards her groin. 'I want to kiss your pussy, too,' she added.
Ginger felt warmth spread through her, a glow that focused on her pulsing clitoris, suffusing outwards to tighten her nipples further. Her breasts ached for Kathy's touch; her sex flooded, and she wondered, at the back of her mind, her senses suddenly overwhelmed, what it would be like to have Kathy's tongue on more private places on her body.
How different would a woman be compared to her husband? Would Kathy be soft and tender?
And what would she taste like? If Ginger were to reciprocate, how would it feel to lick a pussy? Would she feel dirty? Ginger doubted that. In that moment, when her friend's lips touched hers, as her mouth opened tentatively and she felt Kathy's tongue slip across hers, Ginger doubted she'd regret anything that Kathy suggested.
'Cherry lip-gloss,' Kathy said, wiping a hand across her mouth after breaking the kiss. 'Isn't this hot?' she murmured. The waters churned around her, bubbling and foaming as she moved away from Ginger. 'Do you like me kissing you, Ginger?' She smiled at her friend. 'I couldn't help it. The booze, touching your breasts ... I just felt an impulse to kiss you. Do you mind?'
Ginger smiled shyly. She reached a dripping arm out of the water. Sipping at the margarita she thought for a moment.
'I don't really know how I feel, Kathy. I think that I've had way too much to drink than is good for me ...' She paused. 'But I'll worry about it in the morning. Right now ...' Ginger shot the rest of the tequila in one. 'Kiss me again ...'
'Where's Mike?' Kathy enquired.
'My husband's out with TJ. Some bowling meet.' Ginger held her arms out towards her friend. 'Kiss me again.'
A noise from inside the house startled the pair. They broke apart quickly, both turning to face the back door, the way through to the deck from the house.
'Shit,' Ginger gasped. 'What time is it? Have they finished bowling already?'
A man appeared - early thirties, powerful shoulders packed into a tight fitting tee-shirt. Another man, similar age but slighter in build, with fair hair and a neat goatee, followed.
'I thought you'd still be out,' the big man said. 'Me and Teej thought we'd have the place to ourselves. We were gunna watch a game on TV and have a celebratory beer.' He eyed his wife, wondering, due to the lack of any visible bikini straps, if she were topless in the tub. He turned his attention to Kathy, his eyes flicking to her shoulders which were equally bare. 'Hi, Kathy,' he grinned.
'Mike,' Kathy returned, rising out of the water slightly after she noticed the man's sight line. Let him see the tops of her boobs. 'Who's your friend?'
'TJ,' Mike answered. 'Buddy of mine.' It dawned on Mike that the women might be more than topless in the water.
'He's cute,' Kathy replied. 'You boys should join us.' She turned to Ginger, grinning. 'What do think, Ginger? Shouldn't those boys get in here too? Enjoy this with us?'
Ginger blinked quickly. 'Uh ...' she stammered, caught by surprise at her husband's sudden appearance. Kathy's suggestion caused all sorts of thoughts to tumble through her mind. Uppermost was their nudity; how was she supposed to behave in front of TJ? There were no towels to hide behind when she emerged from the tub – which she'd have to do eventually. Kathy and Mike seeing her completely bare was one thing ... but TJ? She hardly knew they guy. Not that TJ was looking too comfortable himself. 'I ...' she continued. 'I mean ... If they want to,' she finished feebly.
'What do you say boys?' Kathy smirked. 'Feel like a dip?'
'Uhm ... I think I'll take off, Mike,' TJ responded, shuffling nervously. 'Good to see you, Ginger.' He raised a hand in farewell, and then winced when he realized the gaff. 'I mean ...' he shrugged ineffectually. 'You know what I mean.'
Kathy moved to the steps, hands reaching for the rail.
'Oh, don't go, TJ,' she said, pouting at the man's decision to leave. 'Why not relax ...' Kathy hauled herself from the tub. Three pairs of eyes surveyed her naked body as water cascaded from her. 'I'll just pour us girls another margarita each ... Do you boys want a beer?'
Mike answered, a slow grin forming on his face. 'I'll have a beer, Kathy. Thanks.' He motioned to his friend. 'Waddya say, Teej? You want a beer? No need to rush off, eh?'
TJ watched Kathy's rear, dripping water, disappear into the kitchen. 'I guess I could use a beer, yeah, sure, Mike,' he said.
'Did we interrupt a nice girls' party,' Mike grinned as he stripped quickly and entered the tub. 'You looked kinda shocked to see us, Ginger.'
Thankful for the shadows on the decking, suffused light from the kitchen being the only illumination, Ginger blushed at the inference and replied. 'I didn't realize how late it was ... I was actually wondering who it was when you came home.'
'You caught me by surprise too. Coming home to find you and Kathy bare-assed out here.' He smirked at a silent TJ. 'Not that we're complaining, eh, buddy?' he winked. 'Did you see Kathy's ass as she walked on outta here? Wooh,' he whistled.
Mike was showing off in front of his friend, Ginger vaguely grasped. His in and out of work job situation made him resentful of Ginger's employment status; he took her success as a threat to his manhood. This was why he was posturing and posing in front of TJ. Ginger sighed. So be it, she could put up with a little of Mike's ego.
Kathy returned. She placed fresh margaritas on the deck next to the tub. 'I'll be right back with the beers, boys,' she said with wink and a wave.
'Smooth pussy, too,' Mike commented. 'Just how I like 'em, eh, Ginger?' He too winked, a long, slow, lascivious droop of an eyelid. 'Hey,' he said abruptly. 'Show TJ your tits, babe.' Mike looked at his friend, who was by now looking like he was regretting his decision. 'Fantastic boob job, man. You just gotta see 'em. Go on, Ginger,' he nodded. 'Let TJ get a look.'
'They really are great,' Kathy interjected, reappearing with a can in each hand. 'Cheers, boys.' She bent and picked up her glass. 'To Ginger's boobs!' Kathy laughed and sipped, her eyes twinkling with mischief. 'Go on, Ginger,' she exhorted, joining in Mike's refrain.
Kathy slid back into the water. Somehow she eased into the gap between Ginger and her husband.
TJ shrugged and swigged beer. 'It's OK,' he said, smiling shyly. 'I mean I don't mind. If Ginger doesn't want to ...' He took another chug. 'It kinda makes me uncomfortable you two going on about it.'
What a nice guy, Ginger thought. Having the balls to stand up to Kathy and Mike like that. Ginger felt a warm rush of affection for the man.
Mike shrugged his shoulders, slightly deflated. Then his eyes widened and he swallowed. He looked first at Kathy, and then glanced at his wife. He turned back to stare at his wife's friend when he saw Ginger's attention was focused on TJ.
'Well,' Ginger began. 'I wouldn't mind showing you, TJ. What I mean is, I don't mind really. You wouldn't be the first to take a look.'
Kathy snorted. 'Or a feel,' she grinned.
It was her husband's snigger that raised Ginger's antennae. There was something in the tone. She couldn't quite understand the feeling she experienced at the noise. There was something nasty laced through it, as if it had a playground bully's sneer attached. Then she saw Kathy's arm below the waterline. The angle of her arm as it disappeared from view, the proximity and positioning of Kathy near Mike ...
Ginger gasped. 'Are you ... Are you touching my husband's cock?'
The couple sprang apart as though scalded.
'Shit, Ginger, no,' Mike objected furiously. 'No way, baby. You've got that wrong ...'
Despite the amount of alcohol inside her, Ginger moved quickly. She stood alongside her husband and shot a hand into the water.
She found him hard.
Staring at Mike for long seconds, Ginger thought a thousand thoughts.
Guilt came at her, roaring and snarling: I kissed Kathy. I was going
to let her lick my pussy. I would probably have licked her too ...
Her husband's erection, big and stiff in her hand, coupled with the rush of desire engendered by Kathy's attention earlier, sent an arterial burst of lust surging through her – a cocktail of desire and tequila.
'You want Kathy to touch your cock, Mike?' she whispered, her eyes narrow, expression dangerous as she squeezed the man's girth. 'Go ahead.' Ginger spat, suddenly furious. 'Let her. Fuck her hand ... She can play with your cock, Mike ... Just like she played with my boobs not ten minutes ago.' Ginger turned to her somewhat shame-faced friend. 'Go on, Kathy,' Ginger snarled. 'Touch him. Kiss him ... Hell, fuck him. You were going to lick my pussy tonight anyway ...' She clamped her mouth to Kathy's shocked lips, pushing her tongue into her friend's mouth. She pulled away from the blonde. 'Fuck it, TJ,' she said as she moved to the side of the tub and offered her breasts to the shocked man. 'Just touch my tits.'
Unsure, and with a glance at Mike, TJ knelt on the planking and reached for Ginger's wet breasts.
'Well look at that, Mike,' Kathy murmured. Her hand reached for him again. 'TJ's got his hands full of Ginger's boobs.' She moved close to the man as he stared in disbelief at his wife and his friend. Kathy's voice crooned in his ear, distracting him. 'Let me touch you, baby. Let me feel how big and hard you are, you sexy bastard.' A fist closed around Mike's rigid girth while Kathy's other hand caressed one big shoulder. 'This is a chance, Mike,' she whispered. 'I've wanted to fuck you for ever ... And I've seen the way you look at me ... This is it, Mike. This is our chance. All you have to do is let it go. Ginger and TJ ... You and me ... Think about it, Mike. Think about fucking my tight pussy. Think about me sucking your thick cock ...' Kathy's hand squeezed gently, moving slowly up and down. 'I'll even lick your wife's pussy, Mike. Would you like that? Seeing Ginger come on my face?'
Mike growled, a low deep rumble that grew louder as it came from his belly to his chest to be finally vocalized in his throat. He lifted Kathy bodily from the water. The woman squealed, convinced that Mike was going to throw her clear over the fence in a fit of temper. TJ and Ginger, his hands cupping her breasts, both started at Kathy's scream.
Instead the big man plonked the blonde on the edge of the tub. He pushed her legs apart and, after long, lingering, lust-filled stare at her sex, split her labia with his fingers and pressed his mouth to her opening.
'Oh, fuck ...' Kathy groaned. 'Eat me, Mike. Eat my pussy.'
'Oh. My. God ...' Ginger muttered as, wide-eyed, mouth gaping in shock, she watched her husband devour Kathy.
'Shit ...' blurted TJ. 'What the fuck ...?' He stared at Ginger. 'Jesus, Ginger ... I ...'
'TJ,' Ginger said as she continued to watch. 'Will you do that to me?' she asked. Her hand moved between her legs. 'I'm so fucking turned on now ...' Ginger groaned. 'Oh, TJ ... just look at them. That's my husband and my friend ... I want to do it too. Look at Kathy's face ... make me look like that, TJ. Please ...'
'How the hell did I get here?' TJ muttered to himself, his head shaking. His eyes went from Ginger to Kathy. He saw Kathy's face stretched in a grimace of pleasure. It looked like Mike was doing a good job on her. He returned his attention to the slightly concerned face in front of him. Ginger questioned him with her eyes. He looked down to where the woman's breasts buoyed on the water.
'TJ?' Ginger murmured.
'Fuck it,' TJ grinned. 'I'd be an idiot to turn down an offer like that, Ginger. You're so hot ... And since Mike's so busy ...'
Ginger hauled herself from the tub. She adopted a position similar to Kathy, her legs wide, her smooth pudendum exposed to TJ's now hungry stare. The man stripped quickly before anyone could change their mind. He lowered himself into the tub and moved between Ginger's legs.
'I don't believe this is happening,' Ginger had time to wonder aloud, and then she felt the waft of breath across her damp vulva. She groaned when TJ's tongue slid across her clitoris.
With a climax approaching fast and hard, Kathy looked across to see TJ busy between Ginger's legs. 'Fuck,' she sighed. 'Little Ginger's getting her pussy licked ...' She hefted herself onto her elbows and surveyed along the front of her body. 'Go for it, Mikey-baby. Eat me. Lick my nasty pussy. Oh ... Fuck, honey ... You're going to make me scream if you keep doing that. Oh yes ... Finger it too. Slide it in, lover. Lick my clit ... Here it comes ... Oh ... Here. It. Fucking. Comes ...'
Mike held tight to Kathy's hips. He continued his onslaught, probing inside Kathy as he licked and laved at her slippery clitoris. Finally, as the slim blonde writhed and groaned, her orgasm tapering, he climbed out of the water and padded across the deck.
His wife looked up at him, her eyes glazed. When she saw her husband looming above her, Ginger's look crystallized.
'Oh, Mike,' she breathed. 'Do you mind, baby? Is it OK to do this?'
TJ ceased his actions and looked up at his friend.
Kathy was on her feet now, concerned that the big man was going to violently object to the attention TJ was paying to his wife. 'Mike?' she said.
'Go and fuck her, Mike,' Ginger said. 'You want to; I've always known you had a thing for her. Do it now, Mike. Do it while I'm happy on tequila; maybe you won't get another chance at her.'
'But you're my wife,' Mike mumbled as he looked from Ginger to Kathy and back again.
'And I'll still be your wife,' Ginger said gently, easing herself away from TJ, who was now the only occupant of the tub. She stood, beckoning to Kathy at the same time. 'Come here,' Kathy. The woman complied. Ginger reached and touched Kathy's breast. 'Touch her, Mike. She's already come on your face ...' Ginger took hold of her husband's face with her free hand. She pulled him close and kissed him. For a few seconds her tongue teased her husband's. 'I can taste her, Mike. I can taste my friend's pussy on your tongue.' She grinned into the man's reluctant face. 'How about I suck her cunt off your cock after you've fucked her?'
'Jesus ... Ginger ...' Mike spluttered at the obscenity that fell from his wife's lips.
'How about it, Mike,' Kathy said, easing herself alongside Mike. 'Does that sound hot? Stick your cock into me. I'm tight and hot and wet ... And I'm so fucking horny, Mike. Please ... Fuck me and get me off again. Then Ginger can suck you.'
She led the man away by the hand.
A few yards away from Ginger, Kathy knelt on the decking, her buttocks aimed at a now silent and compliant Mike.
Mike looked at her, saw the sweet offering; he noticed the scarlet crease of Kathy's pussy pouting between her legs. He dropped to his knees behind Kathy. Taking hold of her body, his thumbs splayed her buttocks, Mike dipped his head and licked slowly from her clitoris, through the dribbling cleft between her drooping labia, and squirmed his tongue into the dark stain of the woman's anus.
'Oh, fuck ... Lick my ass,' Kathy groaned. 'That's so hot ...' Then Kathy squealed as Mike, with his erection in his fist, eased his length into her body.
'Shit,' Mike groaned. 'You weren't kidding. Your pussy's so fucking tight.'
And, with little thought for the fact that his wife would soon be taking TJ's thick penis into her body, began to fuck into Kathy with urgent, forceful jabs.
Ginger took the two steps to the edge of the tub. She smirked down at TJ, hands on her hips. 'Are you going to get out of there and play?'
'I thought it was going to all go to hell just then, Ginger,' TJ said as he emerged, dripping.
'I'll worry about Mike tomorrow,' the woman purred as she stroked her lover's face. 'Right now I'm going to suck cock. And then,' she added, dropping to her knees, 'we're going to fuck.'
Ginger held TJ's erection in her fist and pumped her hand along its length several times. The man groaned and Ginger responded with a smile. 'You like that, huh?' She opened her mouth and tickled the big, purple glans with her tongue. 'I haven't sucked a cock other than Mike's for years,' Ginger breathed, her eyes gleaming as she smiled up at TJ. 'It feels kinda ... wrong ... But hey, since he's got my friend wrapped around his dick right now I
can hardly suck him, eh?' TJ grunted but made no articulate comment. 'It feels naughty, TJ. But it's kinda liberating. I'm free, for tonight, to suck another guy's cock ...'
She went back to the task literally in hand. Holding TJ's member almost horizontal Ginger worked her mouth around it. She sucked and slobbered, interspersing her oral attention with brisk jerks of her fist.
'Ginger,' TJ moaned. 'I don't know how much of that I can take ...'
'Your big balls gunna explode, lover boy?' Ginger released the man's rigid shaft. 'How about you fuck me now instead?' Ginger pointed towards the other couple. 'You lie over there next to them. I want Mike to watch while I sit on you. I'll go easy at first ...'
Mike glanced at his friend when TJ moved alongside. 'This bitch is good,' he grinned. 'You should try her, buddy.' He rolled his eyes appreciatively. 'Hot, wet and so ...' He groaned, wincing as Kathy's buttocks slapped and trembled against his thrusting. '... so fucking tight ...'
TJ noticed Kathy's arm under her body when the blonde moaned a curse and announced her imminent climax. He settled on his back and Ginger stepped across him. The woman squatted, reaching for his penis. She held him upright and, looking straight into her husband's eyes, said, 'Another man's cock, Mikey. Your Ginger is going to get fucked.' She held herself over TJ, hovering with her dangling labia just brushing the man's cock-head. 'Here I go, baby,' Ginger purred. 'Sliding my wet ...' She gasped and swallowed heavily. 'Oh, Fuck, TJ, honey. Fill my cunt ...' Ginger winced and eased up from TJ's shaft. She looked at her husband again. 'Look at us, honey. We're being so bad. Both of us fucking someone else ...' Ginger moaned again when she accepted the entire, towering length of TJ's gristle. 'Do you still love me, Mike? Do you?'
'Yes,' Mike sighed. 'Yes I do ...'
Then Kathy interrupted the tender exchange by exclaiming: 'I'm fucking coming ...'
'Oh, shit,' Mike grunted. 'I think—'
Ginger then exhorted her husband towards an act that had fallen dormant between them during the years of their marriage. In the early days, the times preceding and then immediately after their wedding, Ginger had often taken mouthfuls of Mike's ejaculate. But the urge to do so had withered over time, everyday stresses common to all marriages usurping the mood. 'In my mouth,' Ginger squealed urgently, with the desire to taste her husband's jizm rejuvenated by lust. 'Put it in my mouth, Mike. Come into my mouth ... Come on my tits!'