Sally, His WIFE!

Mark froze! He was mesmerized, dumbfounded, surprised, and overwhelmed when he realized the woman coming in his and Monica's direction was Sally. His wife!

As if in disbelief, Mark turned away from the view, and looked towards the house, only to reassure him that Sally was indeed not there! He half expected his dream to end, seeing her walking around the house somewhere. He continued looking for Sally in the house until he heard Monica's voice, bringing his attention back to the activities on the other side of the fence.

"Mmm, nice day, huh?" Monica cooed, rolling over onto her stomach, watching Sally approach from the other side of the pool.

"I see you're enjoying it," Sally jokingly replied.

Sally joined Monica's side, and the two exchanged pleasantries, as if her nakedness was nothing new to Sally. Mark wondered how long this has been going on? He had shared his fantasy of seeing Sally with another woman before, but had always assumed it would always remain a fantasy. Especially, since Sally always brushed it off as a male thing that all guys fantasized about. Within seconds, Sally's yellow sundress was pulled up over her head, exposing her entire nakedness to Mark and Monica. Unlike Monica, Sally's breasts had white triangles where the sun hadn't been exposed to, and her finely trimmed bush of blonde curls was likewise outlined. Sally leaned in close to Monica's ear and whispered something, which elicited a giggle from both girls.

Monica reached for the bottle of suntan lotion and handed it to Sally. "Better put some on quick, otherwise those triangles will burn like the Bermuda Triangle."

Sally stood by Monica's side and covered her body with the lotion until she shimmered. She rubbed an overabundant amount onto the pale white areas. As she did so, her nipples hardened into the familiar peaks that Mark knew so well. He knew that when her nipples were hard, she was super-horny, and that they were super-sensitive. He had never seen Sally masturbate, and he grabbed his rod and began pumping as she played with herself. Sally let her moistened middle finger slip between the folds of her pussy, parting her lips as her hand attended to her tits. Her eyes rolled back in their sockets, and her head fell slightly back as she gave herself a small orgasm.

Sally was interrupted when Monica announced, "It looks like you caught up quickly." Monica rose and laid two beach towels out on the pool deck. Moments later both girls were lying on the ground, side by side, gently touching and stroking each other as they whispered back and forth. Sally lazily traced a finger around each of Monica's aureoles, playfully zeroing in on the nipples before traveling down her stomach. Her finger disappeared between Monica's thighs as she traced along the slick folds of the exposed pink flesh. Monica's face became flushed with desire before she succumbed to Sally's manipulations. Monica grabbed Sally by the back of the neck and pulled her face to her own. The two were now embraced in a sensual kiss, their tongues entwined with one another, as Sally allowed herself to be pulled atop Monica. Sally's hand was now pinned between the two slick bodies as Monica spread her legs, wrapping them around Sally's back.

Mark's cock was jerking in his hand, and he wasn't even stroking it now. He wanted this to last, he didn't want to cum just yet. However, seeing his wife getting it on with Monica was too much. He actually had to focus his thoughts on not squirting another load onto the fence.

Sally's finger was now thrusting in and out of Monica's flowing pussy as she humped in rhythm with their rocking motion. Monica's hands reached around and grabbed Sally's ass, controlling her fucking rhythm. The two continued until Monica released her grip on Sally. Sally slowly slid along the length of Monica's stretched out form, keeping her finger buried in Monica's depths, until her head was between Monica's legs. Without hesitation, Sally clamped her mouth down on the exposed flesh, lapping at the folds before settling in on the hardened nubbin begging for attention. Sally flicked her tongue playfully over the rubbery flesh until Monica's legs began twitching uncontrollably. Sally replaced her finger with her tongue, thrusting it in and out as Monica humped against her face. Several minutes had passed, when Monica finally screamed out her orgasm, flooding Sally with her juices. Sally eagerly lapped up and swallowed all of Monica's fluids.

Monica pulled Sally back up and shared another intimate kiss, tasting herself on Sally's lips. As the kissing continued, the passion grew more intense. Monica propped Sally on all fours, sliding beneath her. As she moved underneath Sally, Monica stopped and suckled on each of Sally's hanging tits, causing her to shake and shudder as the micro-orgasms raced through her body. Monica continued down until she was directly beneath Sally's honey hole. Monica reached up and pulled Sally's hips down until her mouth was covered. Monica tongue fucked Sally's hole, while Sally wriggled on her face.

Mark had reacquainted his hand with his cock, and began stroking it again as he continued watching the two go at it.

Monica had, without Sally knowing it, retrieved the bottle of lotion, while still tonguing Sally's now dripping pussy. Mark watched in amazing disbelief as Monica dribbled the lotion on Sally's upturned ass. Sally moaned as the cold liquid hit her hot body. Monica dropped the bottle and ran her hands all over Sally's jiggling ass. Her slickened finger then zeroed in on the tight puckered ring just above Monica's tongue. Sally squealed in a half-hearted protest as the digit slipped past the virgin opening.

Mark was beside himself! Sally had NEVER let Mark go anywhere near there! As soon as he realized Sally was actually enjoying it, his cock erupted, sending several white strands of cum splattering against the wood again.

Even though Mark was completely spent, he continued stroking his throbbing cock as he watched Monica continue her **** on Sally's hole. She now had two fingers stroking in and out of Sally's ass, stretching it wider, so that she could add a third finger. Monica never relented, and now Sally was verbally begging for more! "Yes! Stretch me! Fuck my ass!" Sally was pleading as Monica continued her ****. Monica finally replaced her tongue with her other hand and began double fucking Sally with both hands. She alternated between the two hands pistoning them in and out, driving Sally over the edge, bucking and shaking wildly as orgasm after orgasm crashed over her body. Monica hadn't stopped until she had her fist in Sally's pussy, and four fingers buried up to the knuckles in her ass.

Monica slowly pulled each finger out of each hole, one by one. When they were finally disengaged, the two embraced in another loving hug and kiss. They both rolled onto their backs, panting and exhausted. Their bodies glistened with sweat, lotion and pussy fluids as they rested and tanned.