Change of Scenery

"Ohhh...ha ha ha! Ohhh wow." Camille sighs happily as she comes down from her orgasmic high.

I hear James take in a great suck of air as my wife lifts her crotch from his face. "Gahhhh! You almost smothered me!"

She giggles. "Sorry bout that."

He laughs with her. "Whooo, well, I can't think of a better way to go out." He then quips. "Though I'd like to at least get the boat paid off before I head off to see my maker."

"You better!" Linda warns him with a waggling finger. The three of them chuckle.

"You have a boat?" Camille asks.

"Yeah, not like a huge yacht or anything. A nice 30 footer with..."

"For the love of God don't get James going on about boats! We'll never hear the end." They all laugh once more.

"Maybe you guys could join us someday." James says.

"Mmm, that sounds fun." My wife replies. What the hell? This was just supposed to be about sex. Now we're making friends and making plans?

Feeling more than a bit silly as the only one doing anything sexual I stop. I slide my fingers out and let her clit slip through my pursed lips. Linda immediately loosens her leg lock around me and leans down to give me a big wet kiss. "Damn, you're good baby." She says.

I can feel myself blush as I was sure she was condescending to me. Camille had sung out in bliss while Linda had barely broken a sweat.

Seeming to read my mind she pats my cheek reassuringly, wipes some of her wetness from my chin with her thumb, and whispers. "I'm not easy. Even James usually needs the vibrator. You were wonderful. And hey, the night's just starting."

I move up to sit beside Linda as James gets up to snuggle up beside my wife. At this point we were all nude. Even as I make out with Linda my eyes are strained to peer over at the couch to watch James and my wife flirt and nuzzle like longtime lovers. His huge hard cock still stuck straight up in front of him. There is brief bout of smooching and heavy petting before Camille prods our activities to the next level.

"We've got condoms up in the bedroom." She says softly. "Although...um...I'm not sure they'll..."

"I brought my own." James tells her.

Again my cheeks blush. There was no way my rubbers would fit James' schlong or vice versa. We were simply in two completely different categories.

"Condoms up in the bedroom, hmmm?" Linda rakes her fingers over my chest before leaning into nibble the sensitive lobe of my ear. A pleasant tingle runs through my body.

James says smoothly. "Sounds like a change of scenery." He stands suddenly and scoops Camille up off of the couch.

She squeals with delight and wriggles in his arms. "He he he!"

He looks to me. "Lead the way my man."

"Huh? Oh...uh..."

Linda suckles the edge of my ear. "Mmmmm." Her hot breath blows into my ear. "Come on baby."

Camille nuzzles into James' neck and starts to kiss and suck. The way he held her in his arms I could see her pretty pink pussy wet from saliva and her orgasm.

Try as I might I cannot help but take another look at James' prodigious wood before tearing my eyes away. Some part of me was screaming at me to end this now, to stop this before it went further. He'd already made her cum so quick with his mouth. Was he better than me? Would Camille be unsatisfied with my oral now? She'd already felt his cock in her mouth and had gotten used to it. Would she be disappointed when blowing me now? Would she be comparing me to him as she sucked me off? And now they wanted to go up to the room and make love!? What was I, crazy? Was I really going to lead this man to my own bedroom to fuck my wife with that monster?

And yet...all three wait for me in good humor. Not a hint of problem among any of them. I didn't want to be that problem. I didn't want to be the one to spoil this night we had waited so long for. In those prison movies I always wondered how the inmates could so calmly walk to their own demise. Why would they not have to be dragged kicking and screaming? Now I knew. It would be impolite, unpleasant, uncultured. Society ingrains the need to conform and adapt deep, at least in some people.

I tell myself one last time not to worry. This was all for fun. We were having a good time. Size doesn't matter. Camille loves me. We're having fun, fun, fun. Whee! I let out a sigh of resignation and try to get my head back in the game.

Acting cool and natural I shrug. "Sure! Follow me."

I stand. I didn't have a hope of lifting Linda like James had done to Camille so instead I offer her my hand. "My lady."

She takes my hand and comes up beside me. Slipping my arm around her waist I lead her toward the stairs. James stops briefly to get something from his pants, the condoms no doubt, then follows along with a cuddly and horny Camille still cradled in his arms.