The next day, Teresa joined me after my run and we soon were in the pool, naked. I looked to the window where Richard was probably watching us, but I couldn’t see with the reflective film on the window.
We were floating in the water, kissing and touching each other.
Teresa asked, “Your husband runs with you sometimes, doesn’t he?”
“He does.”
“You should invite him to join us sometime.”
“Interesting idea.”
“I’d like to see him naked.”
“He’d like to see you too.”
“Wouldn’t that be something, two naked women and one man in the pool.”
“It would be.” I said.
She said, “But you’ve already done that with Richard. Two naked men and one naked woman.”
“We did, one time.”
She said, “I suppose I should fuck your husband since you’ve fucked mine.”
Whoa! She was jumping to conclusions. I couldn’t blame her, though.
“Teresa, I haven’t fucked your husband.”
“Maybe not yet, but you will.”
She kissed me, swirling her tongue around my mouth while we stood in the shallow end of the pool. Her soft breasts pressed against mine. I had never been in this situation before, sharing such intimacy with another naked woman. Our tongues swirled together, arms roaming over the other’s naked flesh.
She said, “I want you to eat my pussy.”
She lifted herself to sit on the edge of the pool with her pussy a foot away. I hadn’t eaten a pussy in a long time and had been looking forward to it. I touched her raw flesh, so tender and soft. Her vulva was bright pink and her clit was glistening with her juices along with the pool water. I licked her little button and she pulled my head into her crotch.
She said, “Just think about your husband’s cock sliding into me. Lick my hole where he’s going to dump his sperm.”
It was an evil thought, but it turned me on. I’d been thinking about Richard doing me, so the thought of my husband screwing Teresa was new and exciting. Cal and I had never fooled around with anyone. We had fallen into something that we’d never expected. It was daring and exciting.
I leaned down and moved my head between Teresa’s thighs. I touched her raw gash and tested her taste with the tip of my tongue. I swirled my tongue in Teresa’s hot snatch, and she gushed her juices onto my face. Her pussy was covered with dark, shiny hair that partially concealed her bare flesh. She pulled herself open by grabbing her ankles and spreading her cunt for me. I flicked my tongue over the space between her vagina and her asshole and she loved it. She was so soft and so juicy. She scooted her butt to give me access to her asshole and I put my tongue in her dark little hole.
She said, “That feels so good. Richard licks my asshole. Does Cal do that to you?”
“He never has.”
“When Richard eats you, you need to have him put his tongue in your back hole. It’s so decadent and so good.”
I’d never thought about anal sex. We always did fine with just my pussy. The thought was in my mind though.
I put my finger in Teresa’s asshole while I licked her pussy. She poured more juices onto my face. The more I ate her pussy, the more I wanted to put my face deep inside her. I wanted to touch her cervix with my tongue. She was spasming, losing control, and I was proud of how good I was doing. She began to shake and jerk as her orgasm consumed her body. I kept at her, draining her of energy, sucking on her juicy snatch until she had exhausted herself, fucking her ass with my finger.
When I was done, she just laid there by the pool, spread out, naked, with her hairy snatch at the apex of her spread legs. Her breasts heaved as she recovered; the little nipples poking up with the morning sunlight brightening her smooth, shiny skin.
That night, I told Cal about the events of the last two days where Teresa and I had eaten each other. I told him about Teresa wanting to screw him based on the assumption that Richard had already had me.
I told him, “I want to see you fuck her. She has such a hairy little pussy. I’d like to see your cum running out of her cunt.”
Cal asked if I was okay with that, and I assured him that I was.
The next Monday, Cal decided to run with me. I hadn’t realized it, but he had invited Richard again. As I ran, I wondered what was on their minds. We’d had dinner at their house on Saturday night, but I hadn’t heard Cal invite him. Or, maybe he just invited himself.
We jogged over our regular three-mile route, which included a segment through a wooded area. It was sort of an overcast day, so there weren’t any other people in the area. That caused Cal’s mind to think of screwy ideas.
As we entered the little area, he stopped us and said to me, “Why don’t you take your shirt and bra off and jog through here topless.”
I looked at him like he was crazy. Then Richard said, “Go ahead. We dare you.”
As I’ve said, Richard has an aura of leadership about him. I could tell he was great with his soldiers. With the way he said things, I paid attention and found myself following his suggestions when we were with them on weekends. For example, he would suggest we take the kids somewhere and I would always agree. Cal seemed to go along with things too.
I did it. I pulled my shirt and bra over my head and we jogged through the park with my tits bouncing. I was laughing at the daring absurdity of what I was doing. Cal had taken my shirt to hold while we ran and the bastard took off ahead of me when we left the park. He was leaving me to jog through our neighborhood with my tits out. That was too much. Richard came to the rescue when he offered me his T-shirt to wear. I pulled it over my head and my senses were immediately assaulted by the scent of Richard’s manly sweat and his pheromones on the shirt. It turned me on. I was naked under his shirt and my nipples were rubbing against the coarse material, making them harder.
We got back to our yard, and I was still pissed at Cal. I asked him if he really had expected me to finish my run with my breasts out and the neighborhood probably watching. Cal said the neighbors were used to seeing me run and that they wouldn’t have noticed.
I said, “That’s kind of insulting to suggest that people wouldn’t notice my tits when I ran past them.”
I took Richard’s shirt off and then pulled down my running shorts, kicking off my shoes as I walked toward the pool, naked and defiant. I wanted my husband to watch me strip and walk by our neighbor.
Cal and Richard stripped down, and I found myself in the pool again with two naked men. They began to play tag as I tried to swim laps, first tapping me on the ass and then getting bolder and grabbing at my tits as I swam by.
When I reached the shallow end of the pool, Cal stopped me and pulled me into a tight embrace, with our mouths open in a passionate kiss. We were being very daring with Richard present and I felt my husband’s erection pressed against my belly. His dick slid into me and we locked in our copulating embrace for a few moments.
I pulled away and swam to the other end of the pool where Richard was waiting. He stopped me and we repeated the embrace, feeling his body against mine for the first time. We’d hugged and exchanged pecks on the lips, but he’d never kissed me like he did and, of course, we’d never been naked like this. I felt his prick against my thigh. We were floating in the deep water and his prick was teasing my pussy, bouncing under the water with the tip brushing against my goodies. It was a moment of truth. I looked to the other end of the pool where my husband was watching, watching to see if I’d let this other man put his cock in me.