Sam Watches His Wife

Sam was astounded at the sight that greeted him. He felt his cock tingling and coming to life and he knew he would be hard very soon. Setting the drinks down on the nearest table, Sam quietly went to a huge overstuffed chair and sat down. He didn't want to disturb the moment between the two women in front of him. Slowly, quietly undoing his belt, then zipper, he lowered his trousers and began to stroke his cock through the thin material of his briefs. His eyes were glued to the couch as he felt his cock harden under his fingers.

Neither woman noticed Sam enter the room. Their arms were wrapped around each other, their lips pressed together, tongues dancing in between them. Reaching behind Jessie, Cynthia slowly lowered the zipper on Jessie's dress. As the material fell away from her body, Jessie blushed slightly. The last time she had been nude in front of another woman was in her college dorm years. Cyn hooked her thumbs in the straps of the dress and pulled them from her shoulders slowly.

Jessie has always been proud of her breasts. They were full and round, and without any sag. Her nipples were the size of pencil tip erasers and her areola were large and dark. Cyn slid Jessie's dress to her waist and then reached up to cup Jessie's breasts, her thumbs flicking at the nipples lightly. At Jessie's sigh, Cyn looked up and smiled.

Pushing her back gently, Jessie allowed herself to fall back onto the cushions. Cynthia's hands caressed Jessie's body, feeling the soft, tender skin, and watching it goosebump to her touch. Moving over her body slightly, Cynthia lowered her head and nuzzled the underside of Jessie's breasts. Jessie squirmed at Cyn's touch and began to run her fingers over Cyn's shoulder and through her hair.

Licking the underside of Jessie's breast, Cynthia eventually made her way up to the nipple. Circling the areola with her tongue, she felt the skin pucker as the nipple hardened. Her other hand was squeezing and kneading Jessie's other breast, and Cyn could feel Jess rubbing her pussy against her. Suddenly, Cynthia wrapped her lips around Jess's nipple and began suckling the nub of flesh. Jessie cried out in pleasure and wrapped her legs around Cyn's waist. Moving faster, Jess tried to rub her pussy against Cyn's body.

Moving her hand lower, Cyn slipped under Jess's dress and panties to discover Jess's wet and hot pussy. Cyn's fingers were soaked with Jess's juices as she slid her fingers around Jess's pussy lips. Glancing up, Cyn noticed Sam sitting in the chair opposite them, stroking his cock through his briefs. Lifting off of Jessie's breast just long enough to give him a wink and a smile, Cyn brought her fingers to Jessie's lips.

"Here, taste this. I think you'll like it, Jessie."

Jessie glanced at Cyn briefly as she took the other woman's fingers into her mouth. Cyn felt Jessie sucking her fingers hard, moaning as she tasted herself on Cyn's fingers.

Smiling, Cyn slid Jessie's dress down and felt Jessie kick the dress from her feet. Sitting up, Cyn admired the black, lacey thong Jessie had worn. Jessie's body was nearly perfect! Hooking her thumbs in the waistband, Cyn stripped Jessie of the panties, tossing them to Sam when she freed Jessie's body from the lace. Eagerly, Cynthia returned to suckling Jessie's breasts, even as she felt her dress being soaked by Jessie's flowing pussy juices.

In the corner, Sam couldn't believe what he was seeing! If he would have known it was going to be this good, he would have done this a long time ago. He saw the smile from Cyn, and though a little embarassed by his stiff cock, he could not stop. When Cyn threw him his wife's panties, he caught them with one hand and brought them to his nose. His wife's scent rose from the lace, and Sam's eyes rolled back. Damn, he always knew his wife was hot, but Cynthia was getting his wife hotter than she had ever been before.