A Couple’s Swinging Adventures

Patrick and Cherry are a loving and lovely couple in their forties. He is a nurse, she has worked the ladder up in corporate.

They have lived a decent life until now, but this news has blown up their world.

Cherry has earned an incredible promotion. The salary increase is substantial and the working hours are similar.

The only problem is the business trips. Twice a month. Pat was really sad to hear that, but they can manage. It's too good to let go.

Patrick is a man with average height and nice, healthy body. He is sweet, caring and a good househusband. Good parent and homemaker, Cherry cherishes him a lot.

Now Cherry, at least in the eyes of her husband, is a cherry bomb. Beautiful blonde hair always up in different styles. Almost golden eyes that suit said hair amazingly.

She has all the right curves after two pregnancies. Great breasts with big, dark areolas, a sizable butt that she maintains fit with light exercise here and there, and amazing legs that keep her height similar to hubbies with some heels.

She has gone to a couple of said trips. The first two times she was very communicative, and seemed sad to stay away.

Then Hunter's name started being mentioned. She seemed happier the last time, less bored and worried.

She's sent group pictures and, when Pat asked, she pointed at this big dude around their age, with a nice, trimmed beard and a head full of dark hair who had his hand around her waist.

Pat felt a whirlwind of emotions, and inquired more. Cherry was very calm and honest, and they had the talk.

Now that she's away on her fourth trip, Pat finds himself glued to the phone, not wanting to sound insecure or overwhelming, but dying to hear from her.

She gives him snippets of where they'll go that day, or how the reunion went, but there's just one day left and she has texted and called a quarter of what she did the other times.

The last picture she sent got him agitated. It was later at night than usual and with fewer people, in a party situation. She was laughing wholeheartedly, while half-hugging this masculine dude called Hunter.

He saved his comment to next day, which is today. He has let it slip that they look very close, and she is still to answer. House chores take his mind away for a few hours and then he sees a message.

"We are. Do you want to know how much?"

He gets startled and rushes to the bedroom. The boys are away in college, but he locks the door for his own comfort.

With trembling fingers, he says "Yes."

He can't believe it's happening again. Cherry has always had a high libido. So high that not even younger Pat could solve it, so they had the talk.

He was fine with her getting it somewhere else, even enjoying it dearly himself, with a defined set of rules they implemented. The usual that you can read in helpful pages.

Always use protection. Be respectful of your partner's spaces. If further feelings are developed, cut contact and find someone else. Among others.

Sometimes he has wanted to know details, followed by an explosion of feelings and arousal.

Sometimes he just wanted to know it was happening, so his mind would run wild.

She knew, though, that he was fine with it happening behind his back, as long as the rules were respected. She has shown him all the love and loyalty of the world within their boundaries, so he loves her so much.

Family and friends don't know, apart from two selected close friends who also understand this world. It's obviously not for everybody, and they don't want drama.

Now, with the kids it all stopped. Her libido diminished, and they loved their time as the best family ever.

Lower doesn't mean low, so they both still had a lot of fun, thanks to family's presence and support.

Now, that last talk they had was an agreement of their lifestyle resurfacing under those trips. The dam broke.

He is in bed, cock in hand, opening the video sent by his dear wife. The camera is pointing at a hotel bed. It's late at night. Cherry is straddling that handsome man. He is in his underwear, she is wearing the set of silver lingerie she bought to tease him.

"You taste so good," he says with a very deep voice.

They fuse lips together. She sways her hips, teasing his bulge hidden under her.

"Oh, yeah?" she glances at the camera with a big smile on her face.

He nods and spanks her big butt. She whimpers, but begs for more.

Another. And another. She lowers her hand, under her clothes. As she touches herself, he takes her bra off and starts tasting her breasts.

Pat has to slow down, because it's not even mid-video and he's about to burst.

A long while of tit tasting, while hubby massages his balls, and Hunter pushes her onto the bed.

She yelps, then laughs. "And what are you going to do now?" she says, teasingly.

He slides off her wet panties and gets her butt over the edge of the mattress.

Pat has a glance of his bulge as he ragdolls his wife, and it's immense. The underwear doesn't seem to hold anything back, and the length of his cock reaches the border of his blue boxers.

Her coworker's lips fall from her tits to her navel, then reaching her well-groomed blonde pubes.

The sheets wrinkle as she grabs them. Her feet give little stomps on the bed. And then he reaches her clit.

She massages her scalp as he licks away, teasing her entrance and then adding two fingers inside her wet mounds.

"Oh my god!" Cherry moves erratically, not knowing what to do with all that pleasure.

He uses the technique Cherry loves: two fingers in, scraping upwards, and mouth around clit. Pat doubts it's their first time.

"I'm coming. CUUUUUM!" she squirts on her lover's face, as he keeps punishing her insides with those fat fingers of his.

Pat feels the pulsing of his own orgasm coming and turns the screen off. He breathes, enjoying the rush of emotions.

When he calms down, he finishes the video, which is them talking about the experience and him coming up to end the recording, with a wet spot at the end of his thick tool.

Pat reacts to the video with a heart. "Glad you had fun, love," he sends.

"Thanks, honey. Did you cum yet?" she replies, knowing how quick he is with these situations.

"No. Held it in. It was hard."

"Bet it was *winky emoji*. If you want more, you need to ask properly."

It's been a long time since he's played his part in the humiliation kink, but he still has it. He sends a pathetic video begging for more.

She sends a bunch of laughing emojis and then sends another video. "Here, for my good boy."

Pat opens the video, his penis losing that little bit of softening in seconds. She is on her knees, hands on his thighs. Her head bobs on a very long and thick dick.

When she leaves the love meat with a plop, Pat sees a wide pink glans, half covered with the foreskin she pulled up with her lips.

Hands free, she holds it again and starts sucking, tongue coming out from between her lips to lick around. She's so good at it, Pat knows first-hand.

The man grunts of pleasure, holding her head without pushing, with the other one barely able to film steadily.

"Good girl," he gives her the same treatment she gave Pat. "Now suck my balls".

She lifts his dick so the camera has a good view of her introducing those fat, shaved nuts into her mouth. She sucks one until it pops out and goes for the other.

Her hand strokes that penis as the other one reaches her folds. They both moan loudly.

Hunter starts leaking precum, and that redirects her interest back to his lengthy sex organ.

She sucks the glans, taking the sweet nectar from his tip. Now he takes control, holding her hair in both fists and pushing her down.

What was moaning and soft sucking noises turn into rough gagging and choking.

Pat can't take it no more and cums, dirtying his belly. He takes toilet paper to clean himself as his earphones keep throwing his wife's deepthroating sounds back to him.

His pulsating mickey can't seem to stop spurting semen. He takes a look at the video and their bull has stood up, furiously masturbating as Cherry opens her cute, wet mouth.

She takes his loads mostly into her mouth. Some escapes to her cheeks and chin. They laugh and the video ends.

Pat takes a cold shower to go back to his senses. When he goes out, they keep texting about their day as if nothing happened.

* * * * *

The keys sound, and Pat rushes into her arms. He kisses her and welcomes her home with a warm bath, while he cooks a nice dinner.

They have a nice evening and watch a movie. Then, after her relaxing bath, the couple gets into bed.

"Did you like the videos?" she asks.

"They were great... Was that all you did?"

"Well, he gave me head the night before, but that's all," she kisses him, then gets on top of him. "And nothing today. Too busy with work and meetings. Hope you can... step up," her scorny smile turns him on so much.

He grabs her butt and pulls her towards him, pulling her panties down, kissing her neck, then bosom, while she laughs.

"Feisty, aren't we? But there's nothing to reclaim. I haven't taken another man's dick in over a decade, I promise!" she pouts.

"But you sucked him, you whore!" he whispers angrily, and pinches her nipples.

She bites her lip, and puts her hands around his throat: "And it was wonderful. You saw how big it was. If I hadn't had practice with other bigger men, I wouldn't have been able to take it," she slaps her moist pussy on her husband's bulge. "So, are you going to fuck me, or do I have to hit him up?"

He quickly takes it out and puts it in. Screw foreplay, they're both ready.

She starts riding him, hands around his throat, while he grips her ass, giving it tiny slaps.

"Yeah, give me dick, baby..." she moans.

She really knows how to use her hips, she's wrecking his member with her tight, Pilates walls.

Pat surrounds her waist with his arms and thrusts up. Loud cries escape her lips, and he silences her with his.

They haven't had such passionate sex in a long, long time, and they are going to make up for it.

He cums in that position, then eats her good until she squirts. Cherry gets on fours, as he grabs her hair tight and fucks her with his second erection.

He ends up on top of her and she gets creampied.

"Glad I got my tubes tied, huh?" she teases.

Tired and sweaty, they fall asleep in each other's arms.

* * * * *

They spend two weeks of lovely time together.

Hunter works in another branch far away. They have texted continuously, Pat has been made aware of it. Dick pics have been sent, jerk off videos, and Pat has been the one recording stuff for her, with an amazing hard-on out in display for his wife to see.

Dirty talk has moved to more awesome sex plenty of times. Their boys have come back for a weekend, and even commented how happy they look, with the scorn of implying it's because they don't miss them.

Lies! They had a lovely time together, going out plenty and chilling together as well.

But now she's choosing the clothes to wear. Her wardrobe has become more modest with time, but this time she's going all out.

A few of her actual clothes for meetings, she's also taken the old fashion out, with a few outfits that still fit her. They even go out to buy new, exciting stuff for Hunter to enjoy.

Pat is having a hard time not getting aroused in public. She notices and takes his hand. They have to be quiet in the men's restroom, the more empty of the two.

She turns around and puts her hands on the toilet. Pat pushes her clothes down and eats her up, as she faces difficulties with not being noisy.

A loud moan escapes her lips right as someone enters with heavy steps. Pat stands up and hugs her, with his pants being dirtied by her juices, praying they don't notice, while they cackle, pee and leave without washing their hands.

They laugh like maniacs, and she helps him take his pants off, sits on the thankfully clean privy, and opens her legs for her husband.

He gets down and fucks her. "I won't take long," he says as forward apologies, but she reminds him how much she loves when he comes fast, knowing she has that power over him.

She tells him so to his ear, warm air tickling him, then she licks it, passing to his cheek and then lips.

He goes slow and deep, hoping to last a bit more, but to no use. He fills her, and she makes use of the toilet paper to clean and use as a pad before they leave.

They decide to have some yogurt ice cream, sending dirty looks at each other while she tells him about her coworkers. All of them.

Margaret is the typical secretary, super nice and helpful. Tom is a cool man, who can't stop talking about his boyfriend.

And then there's Hunter. The manager of a branch four states away. He ate her up with his eyes as soon as he saw her.

He's a sweet talker. Divorced and searching, he found Cherry. In a night out, with more drinks than the company would allow, Cherry boasted about Pat.

When her coworkers dug deeper, she had no problem telling them about their past endeavors. Of course, everyone was flabbergasted, wanting to know more. Especially Hunter.

He told her how sexy it was, and asked her about her old flings. A coworker, a young man finishing college, an older woman who bought her nice things and ate her pussy like crazy...

It could have gone wrong, someone could have thought it was unprofessional, or whorish... complained about it to HR, but all of them had a great time.

Then Hunter accompanied her to her room. He asked her if she was interested in him.

Drunk but not stupid, she said yes. They got inside and kissed for a long time. She said she had to talk to her man about it, since they had been closed for a while.

As a gentleman, he understood, gave her a goodbye kiss on the cheek, and left with his big penis showing off under his pants.

That story, although not very sexual, got him horny again.

The couple drives home. Cherry takes the newly bought clothes out, teasing him. Putting them over her clothes in the mirror, she smiles.

"Oh, he's gonna love these. And this!" she takes a set of black crotchless panties they bought in a sex shop.

"Fuck! Let's see them," he starts undressing.

"Na-ah! How disappointed would my sexy stud be if I used them with you first?" she smiles.

Horny and jealous, he throws her to the bed. Cherry laughs as he undresses her and worships her body.

He takes a vibrator out and punishes her clit, while licking her feet. She moans and struggles, but he sits on her, sucking her toes while pressing the ball into her privates.

"Oh my lord! Uuuuuh!" she sounds like an animal, going crazy with pleasure.

It doesn't take long for her to cum, a bit of liquid shooting out while her toes curl.

"Yeah, you like that, don't you? You want more?"

"Mm-hm!" she affirms.

"Well, you have to put this on," he throws her the black garment.

She pouts, but he steps back to the door, sex toy in hand. She smirks and slowly slides it up her perfect legs.

It wets a bit from the squirt and juices.

"Now I have to buy a new one..." she pouts some more.

"Shush!" he holds her ankles and drags her towards him.

She yelps and chuckles, waiting for him to act. He takes some adhesive tape from the desk and glues the vibe to her belly.

He puts it on the slowest level. She pants, wanting for more, but he has the control now.

He presses his manhood over her beaver, going back and forth, massaging her flesh until he touches the toy. It makes him shiver, and she laughs at him.

"You bitch!" he wastes no more time and rams it in.

"Ah!" she yells.

As he moves faster, he takes the vibrator up a notch. More and more stimulation, she sucks on her finger, legs around her husband.

"Yeah, take it!" he grins at her.

"Mhh... I'm your slut."

"Didn't hear you!"

"I'm your slut!" she shouts.

He loves hearing that, and raises the device two more levels.

"Oooh!" she screams. "Shit!" her orgasm makes her walls twitch around his girth.

Pat fucks harder, noticing it coming.

"Beg for my cum!"

"Please, please impregnate me!"

Her eyes rolled, she cums at the same time, taking his loads in.

Her legs straighten up around Pat and shiver in the air. Their orgasmic screams merge, as he rests on her, turning the diabolical instrument off so she can breathe again.

Sweat mixing, they lock eyes and kiss.

* * * * *

Cherry has left hours ago. She notified the family group of the landing, and has just settled down in the hotel.

She sends him a wink emoji in private, and he sends question marks.

"What? What happened?" he writes.

"Oh, nothing. Just a good friend, who has come to say hello..."

He receives a mirror selfie of tall Hunter and her hugging in her hotel room.

"You don't waste time," he texts, while checking on his fast erection.

"You're at work, right?"

He answers with a thumbs up.

"Then guess you can't alleviate your frustrations now..." she sends teasing emojis and a blurry video, with a 'CAREFUL' written under it.

Pat makes sure nobody is around in the medication room, turns the volume down and opens it.

His beautiful wife's face is bright with happiness. Her naked knockers are around a nice, big cock. Her hands push them together, with some kind of lube shining on them.

She is giving this man an amazing boobjob. He offers her a finger, and she sucks on it, spitting the drool he makes when he pushes it deep on her tits.

Pat can't help it and hits the volume up, putting the phone on his ear. His manly moans and her sucking on his digits turns him on so bad. Remembering he's at work, he closes the app and relaxes.

Teasing little devil.

* * * * *

Pat is back home. He's had a rough work shift. Cherry told him she made Hunter cum, but they didn't have time for more.

She's been telling him all the nasty things she wants her coworker to do to her tonight. He's been on edge since.

He goes out with friends. One of them is the one who knows about their situation, Jim. He is also in the lifestyle with his girlfriend.

Pat writes him before leaving the house, and he teases him about it at the bar.

"Damn, you think they're together right now?" he asks when they're alone.

"I can't think about it..." Pat gets flustered.

They have a good time, like the old, single days. A "milf", as his friends name her, even flirts with Patrick. She's Jim's friend actually, and her friend group has mixed with theirs.

She's tall on her heels, medium-lengthed dark hair, green eyes. Her breasts are enclosed in a sexy blue dress, and her butt is begging to be let out.

Jim elbows him, urging him to accept her advances. Once Pat is in the bathroom, and he sees her wife's messages, he doesn't have the urge to check on her. Instead, he asks her if she's okay with him having this one night stand.

Surprisingly, she answers quickly. A "sure."

He takes it. This woman, Tiffany, grinds on him. Tipsy but far from drunk, she also has great conversation once they sit down.

His only single friend hits it off with one of her friends, and the rest chat and have fun.

"So you're single, I suppose," she checks him up and down.

"Uhm, it's complicated."

Pat proceeds to explain everything under his tipsiness, how his wife is probably opening her legs for another man this instant, unless she's already done it.

She is stupefied at first, but then, thinking about it, she likes the thought.

"Oh, I know of Jim's adventures. It's fun! Can we watch those videos?" she smirks.

"Here?" he looks around, to the people dancing, drinking and chatting.

"You're right. Let's go somewhere else."

Pat gulps. She leaves to tell her friends, and he does the same. His friends, who don't know a thing, are throwing weird looks at him, but his buddy who knows what's up saves his life.

He tells everyone he has to take Tiff home, and asks Patrick to go with him in front of them.

Pat nods and they leave the pub. Tiff is waiting for him.

"Is Jim coming too?" she smiles.

"No, uh..."

"Why not?" she smiles at Jim.

"Well, if Pat doesn't mind..." Jim shrugs.

Pat nods, nervous but entertained. While Jim calls his girlfriend, Pat informs his wife.

She takes a little longer to answer, while Jim is driving them to her place. After two videos he'll watch soon, she seems joyful and excited to hear that.

"Do you remember when we swapped with Jim and his then girlfriend? It's one of the few times you've been interested in swinging! I'm surprised you're doing all that instead of jerking it to my videos."

"Oh, I'll see them. Don't worry."

She sends a tongue emoji, and they end the conversation.

* * * * *

They're all on their underwear. Tiffany is pouring some wine for the three of them.

"I do want to see what your wifey is doing," she stares at Pat.

Thinking about it, his cock jolts under his own underwear. He pulls out his phone, hands shaking with excitement.

"I can connect it to the TV," she offers.

"Nice. I've never said so but I've missed your wife's body," Jim says.

Hearing that from one of his best buddies has Pat dizzy. He gives her the phone, and soon his chat is up on display.

Tiff makes room between them, and urges them to cop a feel. Jim skillfully takes her bra off and fondles her tit.

She chuckles, while getting her neck kissed on both ends.

"Fuck, I'm lucky," she bites her lip and masturbates under her black and purple panties.

Now her hands explore their bulges, massaging their length. "Let us see the first video, won't ya?" she asks Pat.

He clicks on it. His wife is lying on the bed, in a situation Pat has seen before. That bulky man is licking her folds, fingering her while she howls.

"Oh, shit!" Jim's penis engorges, and so does Pat's.

"Y'all like that, huh? Who wants to do that to me?" she opens her legs and plants her feet on the coffee table.

Pat kneels, passes under her left leg and tongues the panties. Soon, they are soaked.

Jim starts making out with her, lips smacking while Pat pulls her panties down with her help and embarks onto another set of lips. The narrow strip of dark hair over her clit is so sexy.

"Oh, fuck!" she cries. "You're good at that. Mhh. You do that to your wifey whenever she comes home from fucking other guys? That coworker is hot as fuck..."

What would normally be insulting turns him on so bad. He starts jerking while sucking on her clitoris roughly, punishing her for mocking him.

Jim stops sucking her breast to point at the TV: "Look, Pat. They're starting."

Patrick turns around to watch. Hunter is standing over Cherry, while she puts a golden XL condom on him. She smiles as she rests back, opening her legs for him.

He kisses her soles as he pushes the back of her knees, packing her up before she receives his girth.

"Oh, does my baby boy want some help?" Tiffany hugs Pat's back and reaches for his penis. He feels her big tits pressing on his nape, while she gives him a great handjob.

The world stops as his wife's friend pushes in. The angle of the camera lets him see half of his wife's face. It contorts in surprise and pleasure.

She fondles her sweet spot while being penetrated by such a huge member, the first one in years.

Jim has stood up, and Tiffany has started sucking him over Pat's head. A dribble of spit falls on his leg.

Jim is just as thick as him, a bit lengthier and curved left. Cherry always talked highly of him, and Pat felt that sting whenever he saw that chemistry between them on their nights out, mostly when his friend was single, between relationships. "Reclaiming" sex always felt amazing, though. Even those years they closed the marriage, he was so rough after meeting Jim.

And now Tiffany is giving his pal pleasure just above him. She's bobbing her head, massaging his glans with her lips, and drooling as she leaves his shaft.

Hunter has been preparing Cherry's love tunnel with slow prods, and is now going deeper, getting on top of her to push down.

Half his dick goes in and out, glistening with her juices. Her moans are as sweet and loud as Pat remembered.

"Oh my. I want that too. Would ya, babe?" she gets on fours on the long piece of the L-shaped sofa.

Jim rushes behind her, touching her while jerking off. "I have no condom," he says.

Tiff tells him where to find one and pulls Pat closer, while substituting Jim's fingers on her muff with her own.

"You really love your girl getting fucked, don't ya?" she kisses his earlobe, licking around it. "You want to hear her orgasm again *moan* and again?"

Pat nods, remembering that time they swinged with a Latino couple. The woman loved dominating him, making him watch as the other guy rammed inside, smothering Cher with his big, sweaty body.

Jim surprises Tiffany by offering her the preservative. He puts it on her lips and fucks her mouth. She coughs as she pushes it all the way in.

"Your friend also fucked your wife, huh?" she breathes deeply.

Pat nods as his wife starts riding that long mast, hands on her lover's chest.

"Bet he also took charge. His long cock deep inside her, hoping he can spurt its contents in her womb."

Pat shivers. They were meeting when she got pregnant with their first. Luckily the tests showed he was his, but Pat's always felt that tingle whenever he saw Jim.

"Oh, you're so fun to tease. OH!"

Her shove forward and following swaying tell Pat she has started receiving Jim's dick.

"Mh, so good!" she says as she spits on her hands and moves down to keep rubbing his glans with both of them, one around its crown, the other on top.

It's a faint and slow movement. It keeps him on edge so good as he sees Cherry lowers her hips with more strength, slowly making her cunt remember how good it is taking big dick.

While both women moan, Tiff holds his neck, unable to keep touching him without falling over, and Cherry slams her ass on Hunter's thighs.

Pat doesn't know who is louder, but he knows he's entranced by his wife fucking and kissing another man.

He's never seen kissing as something sacred, and if his wife was to fuck another dude, he was okay with them enmeshing tongues. It's hot.

It sure is watching Hunter french kissing his wife, holding her ass and helping her fuck his cock silly.

Tiff is spitting on Pat's cock, lubing it up for his hands. Then Jim pushes her to the side, lifting a leg and ramming in. She immediately climaxes.

Pat looks left and right, trying to decide which scene is hotter. The more emotional value, or the better resolution.

He can't think more, because he's about to burst. He decides to shove it in Tiffany's face.

She gladly takes it in her mouth with a smile, cumming herself from their buddy's mating. Pat holds the sofa and fucks her mouth for a bit before spurting his seed into her throat.

She gulps loudly, still moaning due to Jim's thrusts.

"Cumming too!" he hugs Tiffany and pushes all the way in.

Pat sees his butt contracting as he shoots his load into the pink condom. Tiffany kisses him, with Pat's load still dirtying her lips, and Jim takes it. Pat didn't remember him being so kinky.

The video has stopped, and they decide not to watch the second one yet.

Tiffany has a Jacuzzi, and she prepares the wine and some light snacks while Jim jokes about their night, and tells him she's one of his girlfriend's besties, loaded and super single, enjoying life.

"So you have 'met' her before, right?" Pat asks.

"Oh, yeah. I actually know this Jacuzzi well," he grins while getting it started.

Soon after, they're all inside, cup in hand and with bubbles around.

They continue the fun chat from the bar, until Pat feels a foot caressing his naked member.

Tiff is looking at one and the other with a big grin. Her big and second toe are caressing the sides of Pat's penis, her heel pressing on his sack lightly.

"You've done this before, huh?" Pat asks.

She chuckles and reaches for her phone outside the tub.

"Here, let's take a picture to commemorate you finally fighting back! No problem about that," she pushes her bum on his dick while getting in the middle.

Jim takes the pic and they send it around so it can reach Cherry.

"Look! She answers quickly," Jim smirks, showing us a video call with the name Cher on the screen.

Pat's woman appears, recently showered and laying in bed, alone.

"You're having fun, huh? I'm jealous. Well, not really. Hunter's left me fully satisfied," she talks playfully through the speaker.

Tiffany and Jim laugh.

"We haven't seen the second video. Any preview?" Pat asks.

"What, you still need to see me even though you have two gorgeous people right next to you? So romantic!" she giggles.

"He clearly loves you so much! I can't wait to meet you!" Tiff includes herself to the conversation.

"Yeah, babe! You're smoking hot!"

Pat remembers all those nights Cherry went out to meet other women. One in particular, Clarisse, was an older cougar who, according to Cher, ate her pussy like a goddess and then fucked her better than any man ever could with her thick strap.

She wouldn't share their time with Pat, unlike other women who she brought for threesomes. That made their time even hotter for him.

"You wanna take my babe away from me?" Pat asks, pushes her around the water.

"Oh, no, love. Although if I wanted to I would."

They all laugh and Cher asks for some screen time. Tiffany gladly makes out with me between bubbles, with Jim behind her touching her most sensitive parts.

Pat thinks his wife has started touching herself, the insatiable nympho she is. Maybe due to her watching, it hypes up his current partner to straddle him on his seat.

Jim accepts that and films while the brunette presses her body against Pat's, moaning clearly for show, but making him so excited his erection feels heavenly between their bodies.

"Shall we take this to the couch?" Jim asks, hoping to take another bite of his friend.

Pat carries Tiff out of the warm, cozy place and they dry with the towels prepared by her.

As they eat some snacks they make sexy talk with Cherry so she stays in the mood.

Pat puts Tiff on the sofa and offers his penis. She sucks on it, reaching her hand for Jim's.

He films as she takes turns on their members with a big smile.

"So tasty, so warm! Cherry, dear, I wish you were here to share!"

The moans stop for an "I will," then she keeps masturbating.

"I want it up the ass," Tiffany declares.

She tells Pat where the lube is, and he grabs it alongside the box of condoms.

He fingers her wrinkly hole with said lube, massaging it so good she cums with her hand on her pussy.

"Ah!" she pants, trying to smile for the camera and throwing the other woman a big kiss.

"Honey, fuck her asshole good for me, will ya?" can be heard from the phone.

"Yes ma'am," he confirms.

Jim has prepared the phone over the TV cabinet. While Tiff nurses his penis, Pat puts on protection.

Adding more lube, he can't wait to try her tight hole. He can't listen to his wife clearly anymore, but he can hear her cheering him on, to give this woman the pleasure she needs.

Legs in the air, he presses his hard member. She feels even hotter than him. The lube and his previous massage make it easy to slip in. Slowly, he pushes forward, feeling her creased walls expand on his way.

"Mhh! *PLOP* So good! Fuck me!" she says, while Jim starts nudging her clit.

More moans muffled by his friend's cock head, Pat starts thrusting. At times, he imagines his wife and the reclaiming sex he's owed. Sometimes he just enjoys the sight of this gorgeous woman looking at him with joyful eyes.

"Sit on the couch, bud, will ya? I want in too," Jim asks.

Tiffany rests on Pat. He loves this warm feeling, the skin to skin contact, being able to hug her and grab her full breasts.

He can't move as he wished, but that feels even better, knowing he doesn't have the power anymore is another kind of pleasure.

Jim opens her legs and sandwiches her. She groans as he fucks her hole again, pressing her body further against Patrick.

"Ah! Ah!" is all she says.

She reaches back to touch his hair, ending with her arms around his neck. With every thrust from his friend, her hole contracts and moves over his length. He kind of feels Jim's tool moving through her flesh.

After a while, it's time to swap positions. He adds more lube and gives her a rough anal, while Jim lounges on the sofa, enjoying the moist beaver squeezing his dick.

"Yes! Yes!" she yells.

She seems to be orgasming nonstop, her hand between her body and Jim's, fondling her love organ with dexterity while she gets double teamed.

"I'm close!" Jim shouts, being the first this time.

"Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me!" she parrots her wishes loudly.

They yell at the same time, hugging and kissing, messy with sweat. Pat stops, close as well.

When they have calmed down, Tiffany gets off Jim and kneels in front of him.

"Take the phone, love. I want you to show your wifey how you bathe me in your sticky spunk."

Pat films down at the milf, cock in the air. His wife is still super attentive. He knows that face, she has her hand all over her folds, and is concentrated in her own pleasure.

"Please, give me your cum..." Tiffany begs as she jerks him.

"It's coming out!" he warns her.

Long ropes of cum coat her face, mouth and tits with a white, slimy substance. She smiles, takes some with her fingers and tastes it.

"Mhh! Delicious!" she winks at the camera.

* * * * *

Cherry is home now. She keeps communicating with Hunter. Jim has sent them Tiffany's number, with the promise that they'll hit him up too.

The couple is getting ready for a date, just the two of them. They have many things to celebrate, and so much need of each other's company.

Honestly, they've never been more lovey-dovey than right now.

Cherry is in her recently bought red lingerie, just for hubby.

"Honey, black or blue?" she has one outfit on each hand.

"You look wonderful in anything."

"Just answer!"

"Black."

They both laugh. Hand in hand, they walk to their car.

"I love you," says Pat.

"Me too," she answers.

A vibration on her phone, she checks it. It's a lengthy penis, right on her screen. She glares at her husband, and they burst laughing again.

"Looks like we won't be bored!" she exclaims, with a big smile on her gorgeous face.