A lube job, for starters

I sat atop the deeply tanned coed from down the block as my wife instructed. The fact that my wife was ordering me to tittyfuck this exotically beautiful brunette in no way affected the stature of my hardon. If anything, it got longer and harder as it lay against the hot, browned flesh covering the girl's solar plexus.

As I tried to keep the balance of my body's weight off the girl's ribcage and on my bare feet, I undid my robe and tossed it behind me. I bent forward slightly to undo the bikini top I had just recently enjoyed tying.

"No, leave it on, Steven. It'll help keep those big boobs up around that hard cock of yours."

I looked up at my wife as she stepped closer, coming from her short trip back inside the house. The way she had slurred that last sentence, I would have thought she was drunk if I didn't know she was a teetotaler.

Seeing the look in her eyes, though, I decided I might be wrong. She looked drunk with lust and desire.

"Here, Steve. If the little slut isn't wet enough for you, this should help." Lisa stood at the head of the chaise lounger, just behind Jenni's head. I watched her raise her arm forward.

My wife upended the bottle of suntan oil she held in her right hand and gave it a slight squeeze. I watched as a thin stream of clear oil poured the few feet to the tanned topiary of Jenni's lovely large breasts. The inner swells of her pressed together cleavage looked even sexier coated with a glossy film of the coconut scented oil.

"What are you waiting for, Stevie? Fuck little Jenni's big honkers! You know you want to, baby!" Lisa said mockingly.

Being the obedient husband that I am, I shifted forward and brought the entire length of my cockshaft into the valley of the coed's boobs. Even though the harness of her black bikini's bra had her cleavage rubbng against my cock, I went ahead and grasped each titty over the bra's slick nylon cups and **** them together to provide a tunnel for my pre-cum dripping cock.

The lounge chair back still at a slight incline, Jenni was able to watch all that was happening easily. I saw her pouty mouth widen into a little 'O' of wonder as I began to plunger my stiff rod back and forth between her tits. As I did I thumbed her stiffening nipples through the bracups I was resting my hands on. Every time I pushed towards her, I knew she could see my enflamed purple cockhead pop out of the vise of her cleavage. I could see her eyes getting that same glazed over appearance as my wife's had, and I was not disappointed.

"Oh, yes, Steve! Keep doing that! You're getting me so hot!" Jenni breathed, never taking her eyes off the steadily advancing eye of my cockhead.

I glanced furtively at my wife's face. Something told me she thought we were enjoying ourselves a little too much. She stepped even closer and grabbed the back of the chaise lounge.

"Let me do the talkin' honey!"