We fucked the married couple

The older blonde looked up at me, while her hand snuck between my legs, and gripped me. She purred in my ear, “It feels like you have a beast of a cock. I want it in me.”

Fuck me. This woman twice my age was begging for me. It turned me on so much. Then I heard a slight moaned and I turned my head.

Monica and the husband were making out. His hand deftly squeezed and massaged her tit. I couldn’t see her hands between the water, but I could guess what they were doing. I watched their tongues roam into each others’ mouth.

And I would’ve kept watching, except the wife mounted my hips and took all my attention. She started making out with me and grinding her hips, rubbing my shaft through the slit of her pussy. Damn. She had some agility for being so old.

I cupped her tit, discovered the answer to if it was real or fake and brought it to my mouth. I sucked on her enhanced tits as the steam rose around us, and the snow fell on us.

As I sucked, I heard Monica say, “No. I’m on birth control.”

The husband replied, “Perfect. Now turn around and I’ll give you want you desire.”

Monica stood up, half her body out of the water, her big tits shining in the snow. She turned to face the outside of the tub, and bent over, gripping the side of the tub. The top half of her big ass was up in the air out of the water. The husband stood up behind her, his erection poking up from the water. He bent in down, and guided it in Monica beneath the water. She moaned when in entered her.

The wife whispered in my ear, “I’m going to make you feel even better than that.” Her lips rubbed me, teased me. “But we’re going to have to take it inside. Hot tub sex is overrated.”

She dismounted me, water dripping down her fit body, steam rising from her skin. I stood up to climb out of the tub. The husband glanced over from fucking Monica, and checked out my dick above the water.

He said, “Nice, hunny. You found yourself a bull.”

She gripped my cock, “And I’m going to ride him for way more than eight seconds. We’re going inside. We’ll see you later.”

Before getting out of the hot tub, I leaned over and gave Monica a passionate kiss. When we broke, I said, “I love you,” without even thinking.

She smiled, and said, “I love you too.”

The first time we said those three words we were in the middle of a swinger’s trade. Another man was literally inside her as I told her. Another woman was holding my cock. And I told her I loved her for the first time.

I floated on the cloud of steam getting out of the tub. I leaned back in the tub, and lifted the petite wife who was twice my age over my shoulder. She cried in joy as I trotted through the snow carrying her back to the A-frame cabin.

Once inside, I thought about laying her down on the bed, but we were soaking wet. I said, “Let’s get some towels,” and set her back on her feet.

I wrapped her in a towel, and squeezed her small body, holding her tight. She looked up at me, and I kissed her. I lifted her up, and laid her on the bed. She spread out the towel, revealing her body. Her small toned body that was so much different than Monica’s. I kissed down her body, and buried my legs between her legs.

The chlorine masked her taste. The unpleasant taste made me give up after a few licks. I looked up apologetically, “Sorry you taste like the hot tub.”

She smiled, “That’s okay. I won’t suck your cock then.”

I pulled her hips, and attacked her mouth with mine. We kissed, laughing. My hard shift rubbing up against her as she wrapped her legs around me. She said, “You don’t have to use a condom. I’m clean and I’m past getting pregnant.”

I angled my cock down so my head pushed right up against her opening but not in yet. Her lips grazed against mine, “You’re teasing me. Just put it in me. My husband is giving it to your girlfriend, and she really seems to be enjoying it.” I tensed above her. “Fuck me better than that.”

I pushed my cock in her. Her wet pussy engulfed me. Not as bad tight as Monica, but the extra sensation without the layer of latex was sensational. I groaned and pushed in deeper. I fucked in and out of her, while we made out.

I barely heard the click of the door over her moans. I looked back to see my naked girlfriend, and the man twice her age who just fucked her. His cock no longer rock hard but starting to dangle between his legs. I wonder if his cum was dripping out of Monica’s pussy. He said, “I thought you said you were going to ride your bull.”

Beneath me the wife replied, “I am. This was just a warm up.”

I pull out and roll over onto my back. I looked over at Monica, and she was watching intently as the petite wife straddled me and sat on my cock.

The husband walked around to the end of the bed to watch his wife ride me. “Oh hunny. He’s as thick at your arm.”

She moaned as her pussy worked up and down my shaft, “He feels even bigger inside.”

Monica commented, “I love that feeling on top. That full feeling where he’s hitting your perfect spot, and you’re grinding, and he’s squeezing and sucking on your tits.”

I took my eyes away from the wife riding my cock and looked at Monica. A finger encircled her perfect nipple, and a hand was between her legs massaging her clit. Fuck. I wanted in her. I wanted her so bad.

I thrusted up, pounding into the wife, lifting her up off the bed. She cried out in pleasure. I pounded and lifted her up again. I pounded the fuck out of her old pussy. Finally she couldn’t take it anymore, and rolled off of me.

I scooted to one side of the bed. Monica climbed up and straddled me. She guided my cock into her. Fuck she felt so good. She bent down and kissed me while she rode me. She moaned, “You looked so hot fucking her. You ripped her in half.”

Her soft tits pressed into me, her wet pussy gripped my cock, her big ass worked against my lap. I sighed in her ear, “I love you. I don’t know why I waited so long to say it.”

Monica whispered, “You didn’t have to say it. I knew.” She lifted off my chest, and dangled her tits in my face. I wasted one time latching on and sucking them. I focused on her soft perfection, and the warm tight home squeezing my cock.

I didn’t noticed the married couple holding each other, watching us as my cum filled Monica for the first time. I came first but kept going because I knew Monica was soooo close. Once she had collapsed after orgasm did I pull out.

She laid on top of me: drunk and exhausted. She wasn’t moving. I looked to the married couple. “You guy can sleep on that side of the bed. And you can celebrate your anniversary if you want. We won’t mind.”

The man smiled, “After watching that I’m definitely in the mood to go again, but I think my wife is going to need some time to recover from that pounding you just gave her.”