Satisfaction

(Leo's POV)

I knew what was going to happen the instant I was forcefully dragged away from the table. She was horny, incredibly so. It seemed that something indeed happened between them if Clark's hand on her leg during that short meeting was anything to go by.

Of course I had the **** to perform, but I wanted her to try and get some satisfaction from the others. Besides I didn't have a ton left anyways so I was saving them for special moments.

Luckily she wasn't too bothered by my denial and I was quickly relegated to between her legs.

She seemed to be especially needy today, actually shivering in my arms after she had been brought to a messy orgasm by my tongue.

I got a wordless thanks by her sensually licking her juices off my face before she got up.

The suddenness of her getting up felt strange, usually we cuddle for a bit before she got up. It was a massive change seeing her ass jiggle as she poked through her bags.

As she pulled out her swim suit I noticed a fresh clear drop dripping down her thigh. Was she... still horny? Did she fake the orgasm?

Then the glistening drop on her thigh vanished as she wiped it up before pulling up the swimsuit bottoms.

When she struggled with fitting her breasts into her bikini top I found my eyes drawn to her nipples. When did they pop out... No wait they don't pop out by themselves, the only time when she pulls them out herself is when she wants to excite me so I knew she didn't do it... Thinking about it I did leave her in the room alone for a while...

Just as she frustratingly pushed her nipple in trying to get the fabric over them the door opened. I was surprised at seeing at the door was Clark and his girlfriend.

I quickly turned my gaze to my wife to see how she was reacting, her tits were still out the large thick nipple nubs preventing her from pulling her top up.

She was frozen with a red face, but the two that entered only gave a glance at her. Though I couldn't help but tell Clark was looking over at her many times.

Then they promptly started undressing. That broke Amanda's stunned state, redoubling her efforts on trying to get her top on, this time one breast at a time. Using one hand to compress one and the other to pull the swimsuit up.

Then her eyes locked to me, I saw my wife's conflicted gaze before it flicked back to Clark who was now naked. Even I found my gaze brought over to him, his cock swung with weight. He was huge! Even soft he was probably bigger than I was when hard.

I could tell though that she was holding back because I was there. Especially as she had already soaked through her swim bottoms making the white fabric transparent, I quietly left after swapping my swim trunks, however my exit wasn't unnoticed. Chris' eyes locked with mine as she saw me leaving and then turned to Amanda and back again with a different glint in her eyes.

I was **** to freeze when she caught me. Even though I was married my gaze still traveled over her naked body.

Then I realized what I was doing and tore away quietly leaving.

Only to promptly to run into the small form of Sarah, her forehead bounced off my chest as we stepped back from each other.

"Ahh, sorry I wasn't-" The words caught in my throat. She was naked already despite heading for the room. However there was something wet left on me after we collided.

I didn't have to guess what it was... There was cum all over face, even an exceptionally thick drop thatrefused to break as it used to hang from her chin now connecting between us.

The smell reminded me strongly of the taste of the kiss I had just shared with my wife.... However again I was **** to ignore my suspicions as she quickly pushed in and kissed my chest sensually, her tongue running softly over my skin. But it was brief, too brief to be something seductive. When she pulled away it was revealed that she was just licking me clean of the mess.

Then she looked up and shot me a strangely familiar smile. She strangely reminded me of Amanda with the same color hair, if I didn't know any better she was a younger version of my wife. Then she brushes past me into the room. I didn't see Hector around and I wanted to see what was going to happen with my wife so I went into the room across from the bedroom.

It was probably a bedroom but was setup as storage filled with boxes. I wasn't interested in that though and cracked the door as I peaked out.

(Amanda's POV)

My husband thought he was being sly sneaking out of the room. It just made it even more embarrassing when both Clark and Chris turned from the closed door back to me as his untactful leaving was a silent admission of permission to fuck me.

But the throbbing I felt deep inside me didn't care, if anything it flared up. Suddenly Chris smiled and pulled out a skimpy swimsuit. Her eyes promised I was going to fit in it.

I tried to resist but somehow she had stripped me of my bikini bottoms. Somehow she had pushed me back and had a leg of mine locked up under her arm as she was struggling to get my other leg into the new swimsuit. We froze mid laugh as the door opened.

We turned our heads only to see Sarah ignoring us heading for the bathroom. But my gaze was locked to Clark and his hand stroking himself as he watched us wrestle on the bed.

But after the moment passed and I now knew Clark was watching I let her pull the elastic swimsuit over my hips. I didn't have to guess that it was emphasizing my assets. It had a short skirt covering the lower part and the top despite its elasticity looked like it was going to break.

It didn't even push my nipples flat, somehow I could feel it tightening around them. Sure enough when I looked the fabric was actually contouring to the thick nubs.

There was what seemed to be a hard line over my lower lips. Unlike the top part that was like a second skin the bottom seemed to be normal.

But I quickly found out it was anything but. I was laid on my back as Clark's fingers spread the bottom open. That hard line I felt over my lower lips was actually just where the fabric overlapped, letting him access to my pussy.

Those hard fingers expertly spread me open and I was already having an orgasm. I wasn't even aware that I squirted all over his cock and lifted my hips up for a better angle.

Then I screamed my moan. I was getting fucked. It had touched me in places deep inside that I didn't know I desperately needed to be touch. After my initial orgasm ended it was brought back with a white spark behind my eyes when I felt him move those hips.

My arms were wrapped around him lost in the moment we kissed, while every minor movement was giving me a mind shattering feeling.

But it ended too soon. But I knew it wasn't because he couldn't go on, after all he had pulled out while still hard. But I felt much better than after my husbands tongue.

As I laid there panting on the bed Chris' head went down and covered the cock that was still glistening with my lewd fluids. That was when I realized he was holding back, I heard the thick sound him releasing his cum into his girlfriend's mouth while she audibly gulped.

Then when she pulled away I realized we were all already in swimsuits. Its time...

I let the afterglow of the new orgasms I had wash over me as I returned the folds of fabric over my pussy into their overlapping position. Then I saw my sister. She wore a shirt to hide her body.

That pushed me to put a shirt over my swimsuit, last thing I wanted was for Hector to tease me with my hard nipples.

(Leo's POV)

I watched my wife be the last to leave the room. I recognized her look, she just had sex and orgasmed a lot. She had shown me that face a few times after some of our more intense days. I felt my heart stutter the next moment. She smiled at Clark. That was the same look she always gives me... Was she falling for him? I just wanted her to relieve her desires, not fall in love with him.

Not only that but she was wearing a new swimsuit, the top was covered by a baggy shirt however the cream colored bottom had a small skirt on it that didn't actually cover anything and was more for style. Letting me see the off center crease there.

I popped out of my hiding spot into the hall to see Clark's hand firmly gripping her ass, the swimsuit straining as it stretched under his grip as her ass deformed. She wasn't even shy about it, leaning into his muscular side that had his arm wrapping over her shoulders instead.

Seeing her show that same expression at him that I thought she would send to me because she loved me made me worry. Maybe I should have used the **** and fucked her when she asked...