Julie's First Time By Jill
About a year ago, an old friend of ours came to visit with his second wife, as they were traveling around the country in a converted bus. We invited them to stay for a while, to enjoy a few weeks of summer with us. As they had been on the road for a long time, they gladly said yes.
I always felt that Alan had a thing for my wife Julie, and was surprised at how pleased she was that they accepted my offer. That started me thinking about one of my fantasies - my wife fucking another man, while I watched. Julie knew about this fantasy of mine, but only laughed every time I brought it up.
Well, Julie spent the days with Alan and Molly lazing by the pool while I went to work, and I joined them in the evenings for a routine of barbecue, swim, drinks, conversation and television. After the first week of pool horseplay - you know, dunking, stripping off the bikini tops, bottoms, everything, etc, we just decided that nudity was okay in the pool, and that sarongs for both the men and the women was all we would wear around the house. Everyone was comfortable with that.
However my wife Julie started with her sarong tied at the shoulders, but occasionally tied it just at her waist, and went topless. I could see the effect it was having on Alan, and on her - she was loving the attention and her nipples would often stand erect under his gaze, but as the casual nudity was accepted, we were all pretty relaxed about our bodies.
We were all pretty relaxed about being in the pool nude together as well. When the bubbles were turned on in the spa, visibility became zero, and the touching and feeling began. One night I almost laughed out loud when I realized that, while I was sitting beside Molly feeling her tits, my wife was kneeling in front of her, and Molly was touching Julie's tits, but Molly didn't know that I could see Julie arching her back towards Alan as he was fingering Julie from behind - and we were all pretending that nothing was happening!!
In bed that night I talked to Julie about what had been going on, and we discussed how we felt. She was getting very horny, but just wanted to tease.
Molly went away to visit her sister for a couple of days, leaving Alan behind with us. That night we followed the same routine, but you could feel the sexual tension in the air!
We sat in the spa with Julie in between the men, just chatting and drinking, but Julie was holding my cock, and I know she was alternately working on his cock as well, because we both took it in turns to stand up and mix the drinks. When it was his turn, he had an erection that he just couldn't hide. Nor could I.
I had a feeling that Julie was ready, so that night, as we were making love, I asked her to tell me about the feeling of holding the cocks of two men who wanted to fuck her, and didn't she feel bad about sending Alan to bed like that? Her lovemaking became passionate, urgent, fiery, and I knew she was ready. I withdrew my cock from her cunt and said "Why don't you go down to his room now? You know he wants you." Her breath was coming in short gasps, her breasts rising and falling with passion. She took only one second to decide, gave me a passionate kiss, and practically ran to his bed, naked.
She didn't come back for over an hour.
The funny thing was that we kept up the pretense that nothing was going on. She told him that I had fallen asleep, so she could sneak away, but she had to get back in case I woke up. Julie said that it was a once-only thing, and that it wouldn't happen again. He accepted that, and thanked her with a long kiss.
When she returned to our bed, we fucked like savages. Incredible, erotic, fucking as she told me all about it - his shock at seeing her, his erection (he had been masturbating), the orgasms she had, the erotic feeling of doing it with him, knowing that I knew. And knowing that she wanted more!
In the morning, we all got up and pretended that nothing had happened, drinking coffee and having breakfast, getting ready for work etc. Except that I kept getting an erection every time I thought about it.
Molly returned, and things settled down, and progressed at the same time, if you know what I mean. If not, just read on.
Now I really didn't fancy Molly, nice lady but not for me. My role was to keep her occupied while the other two were fondling and frolicking in the pool. Anyway, Molly was quite a drinker, and would totter off to bed early, leaving the three of us watching TV or talking. So she wasn't a problem late at night when the fun started.
Forget the morality when sex is concerned, he was cheating on his wife, he thought my wife had slipped off her pedestal, Molly was letting me feel her up, he had fucked my wife in my own house, and was unrepentant about it, and I was watching my wife be unfaithful to me. But we were all good friends !! Okay ??
Julie took to wearing a short wrap-around after her swim, still topless, and would curl up on the sofa to watch TV beside Alan, wearing his sarong knotted short at the waist. I would take a recliner chair at an angle to them and settle in for the night.
So, she's leaning against the arm of the sofa, legs tucked up on the seat, and the sarong just covers her - until she wiggles down to get comfortable, and it rides up, exposing her cunt lips to him "accidentally" from the rear, but out of sight of me. He takes the same position from his end, and their feet are touching.
The room is dark, with just the flicker of the television to illuminate the three of us. Their hands surreptitiously move towards each other. I think they are holding hands, but then I realize they are fondling each other's genitals under cover of darkness. She is cupping his balls and rolling them in her palm. I pretend to sleep, but I'm gently masturbating as I watch under hooded lids.
Well, that's how it was for about a week. At the end of the week his nerves were just about shot from the continual arousal, and Molly commented about how their sex life had improved. Julie just smiled, our sex life had improved as well. As a reward, I suggested to Julie that she be a little more daring, and jerk him off while I was "asleep". She agreed to do it that night.
Once we had settled down for the night's TV and he was satisfied I had dropped off to sleep, she kneeled between his legs and used her hands on him to bring him to full erection, fondling his balls and gently moving her hand up and down his penis. He was in a panic, as this position could not be explained if I were to "wake up". She just giggled and continued her work. He tried not to groan, as she rubbed the drops of moisture around the head of his cock. Then she surprised me.
We had discussed what was going on, but she said that oral sex was not on the agenda. Yet here she was jerking him off - and putting the head in her mouth. I nearly came as she slipped it in, and sucked a little. Then she let it pop out, wet with her saliva. She licked it clean, and he came, not in her mouth, but unexpectedly on her breasts. She hadn't really thought about that, it happened so quickly.
I came, quietly, trying hard not to move.
That night we fucked like savages. Unbelievable, erotic, crazy sex.
But the time of their visit was coming to a close, and I knew that this special time would soon be over. Poor Molly was beginning to get a little suspicious, as no matter how hard you try to hide it, intimacy has its own special aura, and these two were positively glowing. I just poured her stronger drinks, and considered fucking her while she was passed out just for fun, but I was having too much fun already.
It happened on the last night.
It happened on the last night. Same old thing, in front of the TV, except the tension was there again, and we could all feel it. Molly put it down to the excitement of packing, and went to bed early again. I pretended to fall asleep.
This time he took the initiative, going down between her legs and tasting her, licking her, fingering her, knowing I was napping in the same room but knowing it was his last chance. With her knowledge that I was really awake and watching, she came on his tongue and fingers. I had to hold my breath for a moment to come back down, as she stood, pushed him back onto the sofa, and took him fully into her mouth.
My heart was pounding. She sucked him and he lifted his hips to her mouth, pumping in time with her. Then she stopped, and stood up.
Turning away from him, she undid her sarong and let it slip to the floor, winking at me as she did so. No turning back now, she was naked, and neither of them could explain that, if I were to wake up. She straddled his legs, facing him, and guided his cock in between her legs, in between her lips, and let herself down onto his cock. They were fucking!
I opened my eyes and watched. Incredible. Erotic.
It took him a full minute to realize I was sitting up, watching his cock, watching it move in and out of her as he squeezed her breasts. He stopped, suddenly aware and not knowing what to do. I said gently "Don't stop", and the rhythm commenced again, at first slowly, then at an increasing pace as the full knowledge of what had been going on hit him. He grinned and picked up the pace. Turning to me, he said "Why don't you go and fuck Molly?"
I told him I already had. That was enough to make him come, in buckets, all over the floor as Julie lifted herself off him, and settled herself on my cock to continue the ride of her life. She was upset at his abrupt ejaculation, as she had wanted him to come inside her, and she thought he wasn't so far gone. It was my saying I had fucked Molly that had set him off. All week he had been hoping I would, in the pool while he watched. Strange, isn't it?
Julie continued to ride my cock as he watched, and recovered. It didn't take long. Soon he was standing beside her with his cock close to her face, and I reached up to guide it into her mouth. She took it in, and I came, deep inside her cunt, watching her hold his balls and suck him from such a close angle.
I knew that nothing would top the erotic moment I had just experienced. As my shrinking penis slipped from her, I made a decision. I gave my wife a small gift. Knowing that I was spent for a little while, I led them both into our bedroom, asked them to lie down on the bed together, and slipped from the room as he entered her again. "See you in the morning" I said as I closed the door.
Thank god Molly didn't wake up. I didn't get any sleep, but she slept the sleep of the innocent and blind *****. I masturbated, just a little, because I know they didn't get any sleep either.
Funny thing, Alan and Molly had to delay their departure by a day, because he was too tired to drive,
And he still thinks I fucked Molly.
About a year ago, an old friend of ours came to visit with his second wife, as they were traveling around the country in a converted bus. We invited them to stay for a while, to enjoy a few weeks of summer with us. As they had been on the road for a long time, they gladly said yes.
I always felt that Alan had a thing for my wife Julie, and was surprised at how pleased she was that they accepted my offer. That started me thinking about one of my fantasies - my wife fucking another man, while I watched. Julie knew about this fantasy of mine, but only laughed every time I brought it up.
Well, Julie spent the days with Alan and Molly lazing by the pool while I went to work, and I joined them in the evenings for a routine of barbecue, swim, drinks, conversation and television. After the first week of pool horseplay - you know, dunking, stripping off the bikini tops, bottoms, everything, etc, we just decided that nudity was okay in the pool, and that sarongs for both the men and the women was all we would wear around the house. Everyone was comfortable with that.
However my wife Julie started with her sarong tied at the shoulders, but occasionally tied it just at her waist, and went topless. I could see the effect it was having on Alan, and on her - she was loving the attention and her nipples would often stand erect under his gaze, but as the casual nudity was accepted, we were all pretty relaxed about our bodies.
We were all pretty relaxed about being in the pool nude together as well. When the bubbles were turned on in the spa, visibility became zero, and the touching and feeling began. One night I almost laughed out loud when I realized that, while I was sitting beside Molly feeling her tits, my wife was kneeling in front of her, and Molly was touching Julie's tits, but Molly didn't know that I could see Julie arching her back towards Alan as he was fingering Julie from behind - and we were all pretending that nothing was happening!!
In bed that night I talked to Julie about what had been going on, and we discussed how we felt. She was getting very horny, but just wanted to tease.
Molly went away to visit her sister for a couple of days, leaving Alan behind with us. That night we followed the same routine, but you could feel the sexual tension in the air!
We sat in the spa with Julie in between the men, just chatting and drinking, but Julie was holding my cock, and I know she was alternately working on his cock as well, because we both took it in turns to stand up and mix the drinks. When it was his turn, he had an erection that he just couldn't hide. Nor could I.
I had a feeling that Julie was ready, so that night, as we were making love, I asked her to tell me about the feeling of holding the cocks of two men who wanted to fuck her, and didn't she feel bad about sending Alan to bed like that? Her lovemaking became passionate, urgent, fiery, and I knew she was ready. I withdrew my cock from her cunt and said "Why don't you go down to his room now? You know he wants you." Her breath was coming in short gasps, her breasts rising and falling with passion. She took only one second to decide, gave me a passionate kiss, and practically ran to his bed, naked.
She didn't come back for over an hour.
The funny thing was that we kept up the pretense that nothing was going on. She told him that I had fallen asleep, so she could sneak away, but she had to get back in case I woke up. Julie said that it was a once-only thing, and that it wouldn't happen again. He accepted that, and thanked her with a long kiss.
When she returned to our bed, we fucked like savages. Incredible, erotic, fucking as she told me all about it - his shock at seeing her, his erection (he had been masturbating), the orgasms she had, the erotic feeling of doing it with him, knowing that I knew. And knowing that she wanted more!
In the morning, we all got up and pretended that nothing had happened, drinking coffee and having breakfast, getting ready for work etc. Except that I kept getting an erection every time I thought about it.
Molly returned, and things settled down, and progressed at the same time, if you know what I mean. If not, just read on.
Now I really didn't fancy Molly, nice lady but not for me. My role was to keep her occupied while the other two were fondling and frolicking in the pool. Anyway, Molly was quite a drinker, and would totter off to bed early, leaving the three of us watching TV or talking. So she wasn't a problem late at night when the fun started.
Forget the morality when sex is concerned, he was cheating on his wife, he thought my wife had slipped off her pedestal, Molly was letting me feel her up, he had fucked my wife in my own house, and was unrepentant about it, and I was watching my wife be unfaithful to me. But we were all good friends !! Okay ??
Julie took to wearing a short wrap-around after her swim, still topless, and would curl up on the sofa to watch TV beside Alan, wearing his sarong knotted short at the waist. I would take a recliner chair at an angle to them and settle in for the night.
So, she's leaning against the arm of the sofa, legs tucked up on the seat, and the sarong just covers her - until she wiggles down to get comfortable, and it rides up, exposing her cunt lips to him "accidentally" from the rear, but out of sight of me. He takes the same position from his end, and their feet are touching.
The room is dark, with just the flicker of the television to illuminate the three of us. Their hands surreptitiously move towards each other. I think they are holding hands, but then I realize they are fondling each other's genitals under cover of darkness. She is cupping his balls and rolling them in her palm. I pretend to sleep, but I'm gently masturbating as I watch under hooded lids.
Well, that's how it was for about a week. At the end of the week his nerves were just about shot from the continual arousal, and Molly commented about how their sex life had improved. Julie just smiled, our sex life had improved as well. As a reward, I suggested to Julie that she be a little more daring, and jerk him off while I was "asleep". She agreed to do it that night.
Once we had settled down for the night's TV and he was satisfied I had dropped off to sleep, she kneeled between his legs and used her hands on him to bring him to full erection, fondling his balls and gently moving her hand up and down his penis. He was in a panic, as this position could not be explained if I were to "wake up". She just giggled and continued her work. He tried not to groan, as she rubbed the drops of moisture around the head of his cock. Then she surprised me.
We had discussed what was going on, but she said that oral sex was not on the agenda. Yet here she was jerking him off - and putting the head in her mouth. I nearly came as she slipped it in, and sucked a little. Then she let it pop out, wet with her saliva. She licked it clean, and he came, not in her mouth, but unexpectedly on her breasts. She hadn't really thought about that, it happened so quickly.
I came, quietly, trying hard not to move.
That night we fucked like savages. Unbelievable, erotic, crazy sex.
But the time of their visit was coming to a close, and I knew that this special time would soon be over. Poor Molly was beginning to get a little suspicious, as no matter how hard you try to hide it, intimacy has its own special aura, and these two were positively glowing. I just poured her stronger drinks, and considered fucking her while she was passed out just for fun, but I was having too much fun already.
It happened on the last night.
It happened on the last night. Same old thing, in front of the TV, except the tension was there again, and we could all feel it. Molly put it down to the excitement of packing, and went to bed early again. I pretended to fall asleep.
This time he took the initiative, going down between her legs and tasting her, licking her, fingering her, knowing I was napping in the same room but knowing it was his last chance. With her knowledge that I was really awake and watching, she came on his tongue and fingers. I had to hold my breath for a moment to come back down, as she stood, pushed him back onto the sofa, and took him fully into her mouth.
My heart was pounding. She sucked him and he lifted his hips to her mouth, pumping in time with her. Then she stopped, and stood up.
Turning away from him, she undid her sarong and let it slip to the floor, winking at me as she did so. No turning back now, she was naked, and neither of them could explain that, if I were to wake up. She straddled his legs, facing him, and guided his cock in between her legs, in between her lips, and let herself down onto his cock. They were fucking!
I opened my eyes and watched. Incredible. Erotic.
It took him a full minute to realize I was sitting up, watching his cock, watching it move in and out of her as he squeezed her breasts. He stopped, suddenly aware and not knowing what to do. I said gently "Don't stop", and the rhythm commenced again, at first slowly, then at an increasing pace as the full knowledge of what had been going on hit him. He grinned and picked up the pace. Turning to me, he said "Why don't you go and fuck Molly?"
I told him I already had. That was enough to make him come, in buckets, all over the floor as Julie lifted herself off him, and settled herself on my cock to continue the ride of her life. She was upset at his abrupt ejaculation, as she had wanted him to come inside her, and she thought he wasn't so far gone. It was my saying I had fucked Molly that had set him off. All week he had been hoping I would, in the pool while he watched. Strange, isn't it?
Julie continued to ride my cock as he watched, and recovered. It didn't take long. Soon he was standing beside her with his cock close to her face, and I reached up to guide it into her mouth. She took it in, and I came, deep inside her cunt, watching her hold his balls and suck him from such a close angle.
I knew that nothing would top the erotic moment I had just experienced. As my shrinking penis slipped from her, I made a decision. I gave my wife a small gift. Knowing that I was spent for a little while, I led them both into our bedroom, asked them to lie down on the bed together, and slipped from the room as he entered her again. "See you in the morning" I said as I closed the door.
Thank god Molly didn't wake up. I didn't get any sleep, but she slept the sleep of the innocent and blind *****. I masturbated, just a little, because I know they didn't get any sleep either.
Funny thing, Alan and Molly had to delay their departure by a day, because he was too tired to drive,
And he still thinks I fucked Molly.
