A little pleasure for herself

My wife had dropped both the plastic bottle of tanning oil and the matching panties to the slinky camisole she wore and gripped the metal frame of the chaise lounger above the lovely intruder's head.

I could tell by the look on the face of the bikini-clad coed I was in the midst of titty-fucking that she was doubly surprised at my wife, Lisa's actions. First, the fact that she had pushed the back of the lounger down so that the luscious coed was lying completely horizontal. Second, she could see that my wife had removed the panties that matched her camisole since Jenni had first been caught with me by our in ground pool.

If Jenni hadn't immediately noticed this, it had become more apparent as my wife took another step forward. Lisa was now just above and behind Lisa's upturned eyes, her trim legs and hips toucning the top of her head. I could tell Jenni's eyes were riveted to my wife's pink cunt lips and dark wispy pussy hair.

"Like I said, honey," my wife continued, her voice a husky drawl, "let me do the talking. Your mouth can be put to much better use!"

With that said, Lisa took another step forward and widened her stance, angling her legs to either side of the head of the recliner as she started to squat down.

Jenni looked to be rather horrified as I saw my wife ease herself down over the face of the girl from down the block. "Please, ma'am, no! I'm not like mmmph!" Her plea was interrupted by the wet-looking pussy of my wife.

All this came as rather a surprise to me as well. Lisa had never much deviated from anything but the missionary position. Once in a while, she let me take her from behind, because she knew I liked to look at that tight round ass of hers. Now, my straight-laced wife was sitting on the face of a total stranger, the sweet face of a teasing college coed, to be exact.

This action seemed to add another inch to my already blood-engorged, oily cock as it took a temporary respite in the warm confines of Jenni's cleavage as I watched the unbelievable spectacle of my beautiful wife with all her hundred pounds on this sultry brunette's face. It was good my much larger frame provided a counterbalance, or my wife might have had more of Jenni on her than even she wanted.

"I think our little home invader needs some encouragement, Stevie!" Lisa informed me as she sat on top of the squirming coed. " Fuck little Jenni's big titties!" she said, continuing the lusty litany she had started when she first had me fuck the girl's tits as some sort of bizarre punishment.

I needed no further **** as I started humping back and forth again into the sexy girl's cleavage. As I did so, I looked up to see my wife pulling her camisole off over her head, leaving herself gloriously nude in our backyard. I had thoughts of raising the height of the fencing if she was going to continue to be this frisky. But then I immediately cancelled those plans in fear that it would keep delectable morsels like the one below us from finding their way in.

I reached to re-form a tunnel out of Jenni's breasts with my hands when my wife stopped me. "Let me take care of that, mister!" she said as she looked at me with a lop-sided grin. I watched her caress the great mounds of tanned titty in her small hands as I continued to pummel away between them. "Oh, yes, Jenni!" my wife said as I could see the captive, and captivating, coed had ceased her struggles and was now servicing my wife's needy pussy.

Lisa bent forward and gave me a passionate kiss, and, of course,I reciprocated. Our tongues intertwined for a few short moments and I separated our lips to say, "I can't take much more of this, honey!"

"Neither can I, Steven, she is really good with her tongue!" she cooed as she separated from me and arched her back, grabbing at her own little tit mounds. "Let's try and come together!"

I felt a little jealous of my wife, never having had the opportunity to see what Jenni's tongue would do on my cock. As I continued the titty fuck in front of these two impassioned women, I couldn't help but feel Jenni's hips bucking behind me as well.

While I was sure Lisa didn't mean for me to include Jenni in our simultaneous orgasm, I decided the girl deserved that much. After all, she had been the catalyst for all this.

As I watched my wife in the first throes of what promised to be a long orgasm, I bent back and worked my hand into the cauldron-like depths below Jenni's shiny black bikini panty. I tweaked her engorged clitty as I used my lengthier middle fingers to diddle inside her. I could feel her cuntal walls clench my fingers as she came.

Apparently, this helped her in getting my wife to climax, as I saw Jenni's throat muscles working with renewed enthusiasm. This just caused me to lose control, and I shot all over Jenni's tanned torso as I leaned forward to maul my wife's smaller, though mouth wateringly perky, breasts. I kissed my wife's neck passionately as I came, working up to her gasping mouth. We did a slow tumble to the patio's concrete, giggling like schoolkids in our afterglow. At least, my wife did, until she saw Jenni get to her feet and head for the gate, assuming we were done with her.

My wife jumped to her feet and insinuated herself between Jenni and her exit. I couldn't help but watch as the creamy dregs of my passion continued to slither down the middle of Jenni's cleavage. "Not so fast, young lady. "Since you enjoy showing yourself off to the neighborhood, I think you should remove your bikini and find your way home like that. Then, I'll feel less obligated to alert the neighborhood wives to your...proclivities."

Jenni looked to me, but I wasn't about to cross my wife at this late juncture. Besides, the idea of her finding her way home naked kind of appealed to me. With a disheartened sigh, she stripped herself of her skimpy coverings and left by the gate.

"And, by the way," my wife added in a low whisper, "you might want to clean the cum off yourself before you go in the house!" she snickered as she spoke to the departing young woman.

I smiled as I watched the nude girl walk down the cul-de-sac. Then, my wife, turned to me. "And you, mister.."