Lara makes a decision

“Uh-huh,” Without any hesitation apart from having to pause to suck air into her lungs in such a manner that it made her huge knockers stir underneath her, Andrea delivered her reply, and her damp hair moved slowly as she nodded her head, “You should have been there to see it when the wind caught her skirt, honey...”

“Quite a sight, huh?” The last thing that Lara saw before she ducked out from behind the doorway and used the back of her right hand to shut herself up again was Bard smiling as he offered his wife a slow but powerful shove of his hips that had his balls pressed up against her dripping wet cunt.

“Yes!” Andrea cried out, before another brief pause followed as she gathered up the air needed to continue, “It's been years since a woman had that kind of effect on me.”

“Funny, that happens to me every morning when I wake up next to you,” Now Bard was doing the talking again, and Lara could tell from Andrea's excited yelp that he'd moved his hips again.

“Smooth talker!” Andrea's excited voice came rushing out through the barely opened door as Lara was eyeing out from just a foot or two away, the intrepid and very horny explorer still having one hand buried inside her thong as she considered what to do, “God, you made me feel so good, Bard…”

“That was the intention, honey,” After Bard's reply, there was a pause that lasted about thirty seconds and which ended with the sounds of lips smacking.

“Baby, pull out,” Andrea was the first of the couple to say anything, and Lara had to stifle another lusty moan at the “I want to suck your big, beautiful cock...” that followed.

“I take it you want me on my feet?”

“Yeah,” The warmth and the lust in Andrea's voice had Lara petting her slit again before she even knew what she was doing, “You know I love it when you're towering over me.”

“Yes, I’ve picked up on that over the years,” Bard was interrupted by another wet slap and an excited cry from Andrea, “Of course, I’m not going to pull out all at once...”

“Oh fuck!”

“While I do that, you just sit pretty and think about how you'd love to have our guest on her knees next to you,” Although he was unaware of it, that line from Bard pushed Lara towards making a decision, and she very unwillingly disentangled her hand from inside her skimpy underwear and sneaked off to find some place to leave her gun. Andrea's cries kept coming at her the whole time, each one of them sending a surge of excitement up Lara's spine and on throughout the rest of her near-naked body as she found a flat-topped chest lining the corridor at a spot halfway between her room and that of her hosts.

Carefully placing her Beretta on the chest, Lara was then very much aware of the wetness between her legs and the racing of her heart as she turned round and headed back in the direction of the light streaming out through the barely opened door to Andrea and Bard's bedroom. Torn between pulling her top off and racing back to her room, Lara threw caution to the wind and knocked on the door as soon as she came within reach.

“Ready to give your pretty wife's face a good fuck...” Andrea's sultry drawl ended abruptly at the sound of Lara's fist hitting the door three times in rapid succession.

“It's Lara!” Announcing her presence, Lara didn't show herself, but instead lingered behind the door and resisted the urge to sneak a peek at Bard's schlong.

“Just a second!” Unsurprisingly, Andrea sounded pretty startled, and Lara could hear her and Bard moving about rapidly on the other side of the door.

“Okay, you can come in now,” Half a minute later, the sound of Andrea's voice could be heard again, and Lara took a deep breath before pushing the door open. As she appeared in the doorway, there were lustful gasps all round, with Lara noting how Andrea had slipped on a simple blue robe that lacked a sash and she instead had one hand placed against the base of her stomach to keep it from sliding open while, Bard had pulled the sheet from the bed and tucked it round his waist, where it did a terrible job of concealing his very sizeable and extremely erect cock.

“I… I heard noises,” Now that she'd taken the plunge, Lara was far from certain on how to proceed, and Bard's cock bulging underneath his makeshift kilt and the amount of cleavage on display by Andrea certainly wasn’t making it any easier for her to come up with anything.

“Sorry...” From her expression, and the quick glance that she shot her husband, Andrea didn’t appear sure of how to handle things either.

“Actually, I'm pretty sure we closed that door,” Bard, however, seemed a little calmer, and he caught Lara's gaze right before his right eyebrow went up.

“Sorry,” Lara inhaled sharply again, only this time two sets of eyes moved in rhythm with her chest, and she decided to come clean, “I had to get a look.”

“How long were you watching?” Andrea asked, while Bard smiled.

“I was going to turn back...” Licking her lips, Lara went on as Andrea nudged towards her, “but then I heard you say how much you love his cock in your ass.”

“And that he should fuck me into submission,” While Andrea stepped past the pile of discarded clothes, Lara made it in past the threshold. Bard, meanwhile, simply moved sideways away from the bed, in order to get a better view of what was about to happen.

“Yes,” Nodding, Lara spotted Andrea's hand slipping slowly to the side as she walked towards her, “I've never done anything like that before.”

“What, snoop on people having sex?” Backed up as it was by a sultry smile, Andrea's tone certainly wasn’t one of accusation, and as she came within a few feet of her, Lara finally noticed that she still had on her heels, and that they still did an excellent job accentuating the already noticeable difference in stature between the two of them, making Andrea appear taller as well as more muscular.

“Yes,” Lara's head bobbed a second time, only for her to freeze halfway through it when Andrea's hand moved to her side and the robe slid open, revealing not only her toned midsection – which Lara had already seen – but also those full, round tits sitting high on her chest and a bald, glistening wet cunt with a furrow of hot pink in between a pair of swollen outer lips. Suddenly, Lara felt the urge to drop to her knees.

“You heard Bard ask me about you?” With a flick of her powerful shoulders and some smooth motions of her equally impressive arms, Andrea freed herself of the robe completely just before she came up to stand directly in front of Lara. Their tits came together, although the inches that Andrea had on Lara meant that it wasn’t so much a head-on collision as something reminiscent of an ocean liner running aground.

“I did,” As their tits remained in contact, Andrea's on top of hers and each pair so full and firm and shapely that they looked almost identical except for Andrea's being darker, Lara reached out and placed her hand on the other woman's hip, giving it a quick stroke before letting it slide down onto her thigh to start stroking her smooth skin and the thick muscles underneath. And while Lara's hand went down, Andrea's went up, her fingers tugging and digging at the hemline of Lara's top, although she was distracted by the temptation to stroke the sides of the curvaceous brunette's jugs.

“I squirted thinking about you watching Bard fuck my ass,” Andrea shared with Lara, making her throw a quick glance over at the muscular stud and his big, stiff cock as it glistened with an assortment of his wife's juices, and then she kissed her, placing her lips against Lara's and prodding them with her tongue.

Lara parted her lips and felt Andrea's tongue enter her mouth, then yielded as the dark-skinned beauty gave her a first sample of her strength, willingly letting her drive her before her until she was backed up against the wall, one side of the doorway pressing against the firm shape of her left asscheek.

Both women were snaking their tongues around in rhythm with each other, working their way through a long series of lip-smacking kisses as their hands went to work exploring each others bodies, Andrea's staying above Lara's waist while Lara soon had both of hers on Andrea's ass, fondling and cupping her buttocks and quickly working up the courage to delve into the other woman's anal cleavage with her fingers.

Andrea moaned hard at the tip of a finger brushing against her freshly fucked asshole, and suddenly Lara was the one who held the initiative, showing off her own strength by driving Andrea before her, maintaining their embrace and continuing to kiss her hungrily right up till the moment when Andrea bumped against the side of the bed and Lara gave her a shove to push her down into it, both of them breaking off the kiss as Andrea's hands on her shoulders meant that Lara fell in after her and was suddenly straddling her waist as she laid on her back.

Sitting up, Lara yanked her top over her head and letting it fly, her perfect tits still swaying slightly in their newfound freedom when Andrea reached up and grabbed hold of them, immediately beginning to stroke and massage them with her fingers, making sure to attend to Lara's nipples ever so often while she in turn had started grinding her hips to work her thong-clad pussy back and forth over Andrea's hard stomach.

Looking behind her when she sensed someone moving, Lara gasped with lust at the sight of Bard approaching, the only part of him that wasn’t moving being his huge, massively thick cock, which was pointing straight at her and sticking out from between his legs like a steel girder the whole time as he walked up to the bed.