The Musketeers - Chapter 05

In the quiet, I heard a few things -- the drone of the television, the slowing of our post-sex panting, and the creak of a door.

Jane eventually raised her head from my chest and looked at me, smiled, and then kissed me deeply and I returned her passion. She rolled off of me and cuddled into my side. "Thank you! I have wanted that and you a quite a while now and you did not disappoint." Her hand trailed down and toyed with my wet, limp noodle.

"Same here. This was incredible and you are amazing. Better than any of the fantasies." And I meant that. Actually feeling her, being inside of her, exploding in unison with her was better than just imagining it.

We spent some time cuddling and touching each other lightly. We talked quietly about our thoughts and feelings. While we mentioned doing more of this again tonight, we tip-toed around and avoided discussing the future beyond tonight. It was evident that since tonight was Maria's doing, future sessions were dependent on her reaction to this one and approval of any more.

That led me to ask rhetorically, "Can you believe Maria arranged this and basically demanded we do it?... I am really glad that what Maria really wants, she gets!"

That earned me a kiss and then Jane said, "Me too." After a pause, she whispered, "You know we had an audience?"

"Yep. I didn't know if you did."

"Oh, I heard and saw the door when we first got started making out." Then she jumped up, her naked parts bouncing in a way that started to stir my spent tool. "Wait right there, I want to do something."

I pulled the sheet over myself as she jiggled her way to the bathroom turning off the TV along the way. She took care of business and cleaned up before emerging wearing a bath robe. She left the bathroom light on but closed the door most of the way, leaving the room bathed in a subtle light.

But rather than returning to the bed, she held up a finger indicating I should continue to wait and then she pushed open the adjoining door and went through. I heard a muffled discussion taking place, then Maria said clearly, "No, this is your night."

Jane's response was a very terse, "Get in there!"

The next thing I knew, Jane was pushing a balking Maria through the open doorway. Maria was wearing just her panties and a too short shirt of Jane's, looking sexy as ever. She stopped and was shushed quiet by Jane, "Shush! Not another word! This time Maria does not get what she wants, I do."

Then she reached for the bottom of the shirt and pulled it over Maria's head exposing her tits capped with large dark peaks. As I was taking in the beauty of my wife which was causing the sheet covering me to start to tent up, Jane tossed the shirt aside and reached down and started to pull Maria's baby blue panties down. Maria had grown quiet and offered no resistance to being stripped. She simply stood there with her eyes flitting back and forth between my face and the rise in the sheet.

Jane stood up and swatted Maria not so softly on her behind causing her to squeal. Jane now firmly in charge commanded, "Now get in bed with your loving husband." I threw back my cover, proudly exposing to both of them, my fully inflated cock which was still coated in the combined evidence of Jane and i's sexual escapade. Maria obediently slid in next to me keeping her back to Jane.

"Good girl," Jane praised as she turned around and headed back. I thought she had changed her mind about another round and was going to her room for the rest of the night, when instead, she stopped at the chair next to the doorway, shrugged of the robe and strew the garment across the chair. Turning around in all her naked glory, I expected her to cuddle up to the other side of me but instead she caught both Maria and I off guard as she spooned into Maria before she even knew Jane had remained in our room. Then she was equally stunned at feeling Jane's bare skin pressed into her back and her arm snake around her and cup one of Maria's breasts.

"Thank you. Now we both got to sexually enjoy each other's husbands. I would say we are even, but I think I got the better end of the deal. I owe you big time." Jane said while blowing in Maria's ear.

"What? You were with Max? When? Where? Were you ever going to tell me?" I exclaimed.

Jane looked at me over a now trembling Maria whose eyes were clamped shut tightly, "Whoa. Calm down. It's time you knew. Just like Maria demanded we be together, I did the same to her. Tell him, Maria. You need to get this off your chest. We all have to put everything that has happened out in the open to get it behind us and move forward."

A frightened Maria took a series of deep breaths between her sobbing as the tears now streamed her face. I didn't know whether to comfort and soothe her or get up and leave her. My penis had withered in the shock of the disclosure of Maria's dalliance.

I looked at Jane and she mouthed to me over Maria's sobs, 'It will be okay. I promise. Stay and hear Maria out. You will understand. This has been eating her alive and she needs to get it out of her so we can all move on. She loves you with all her heart and I love you too.' I reluctantly did not move.

Maria's deep gulps of air finally slowed enough for her to begin the story that I was to learn she had tried to suppress deep down inside her but instead had been eating at her and contributing to driving a wedge in our sex lives.

She looked at me with tears in her eyes, "After you and Jane started to 'date' at my request and you two were getting along so well, Jane approached me and asked for a big favor. Max was on the decline, and we all knew that the hope for a miraculous cure or recovery was fading rapidly. It was only a matter of time. Jane went on to confess about Max and her fantasy bed talk about you and me. Jane told me she wanted him to get to experience at least a little bit of that fantasy -- but only as far as I wanted to go. It would be her special gift to Max. She wanted me to do it for him, for her, for them.

"I told her that I didn't think I could do that. I told her that I loved them both, but this would be too much. Jane insisted that I at least think about it some more before making a final decision. I thought about discussing it with you, Andrew, but your and Jane dates were going so well and really helping Jane, that I was afraid if you knew of Jane's request it would screw that up somehow. I was torn. The next couple of times I sat with Max, I played it out in my mind and the turmoil grew. You know that I had always been drawn to Max, but it had always been in the safety of my mind and our bed talk. This would be completely different -- going from mental to physical.

"At this same time, Jane and your dates had progressed to evenings at our home. I had heard from both of you about the pecks on the cheeks and Jane told me she thought at some point it might progress farther. Everything was boiling up inside me -- my pity for Max's plight, my love for Jane, my love for Max, Jane and your growing relationship -- until it boiled over one night. Max was coming off a bad stretch but was having a fairly decent day. He was pretty well bedridden and weak, but still in many ways still the same old Max.

"I still hadn't decided whether I was going to go through with anything, but as I sat there that evening, the old Max that I knew and loved and fantasized about came shining through. I realized that giving him a little sexual release, experiencing a bit of his fantasy before he died, and honoring Jane's wish to give him a parting gift was the least I could do in his final time here with us. It wasn't about me, even though I knew it would, in at least some small way, fulfill one of my long-time fantasies, this was about Max who had been dealt a hand in life that he did not deserve and if I could make him forget about it for just one part of just one evening then I decided I would.

"It was a spur of the moment decision. I didn't say anything to Max, and obviously didn't have the opportunity to inform Jane of my decision or discuss it with you, but instead I just snaked my hand into his shorts." Maria had been staring at me this whole time, but now her eyes closed as she started to relive her experience. "Max startled and tried to push my hand away, asking me what I was doing. I told him to just lay back and enjoy. This was Jane's gift to him. Then I proceeded to give him a handjob. I was surprised that despite his weakness, his cock responded quickly and firmly to my touch, and before long he spewed into his shorts. I withdrew and cleaned my hand, then leaned in and gave him a peck on the cheek. Then we went back as best we could to normal evening."

Maria reopened her eyes "When Jane arrived home from your date, I let her know that she would need to clean Max up and get him some fresh underwear and shorts and proceeded to tell her why. Jane cried and hugged me and thanked her profusely. I felt good about what had happened and was determined to tell you and told Jane I would.

"But when I got home, and you went on and on about what a nice evening you two had. How you both just enjoyed spending quality time together without ANY sexual tension in the air. I got sick to my stomach as I recognized that our evenings had been complete opposites.

"As you talked, my encounter with Max spun up in my mind from relatively innocent to improper to carnal to downright dirty, while your and Jane's was chaste and pure. My resolve to tell you was gone. In a flash, I went from so wanting to tell you to being completely unable to say anything. Guilt of what now had grown in my mind to cheating on our marital vows overtook me. I am not sure if it played a part in it or not but maybe my hormonal issues added to my spiral.

"Our next time together, Max told me that he had told Jane about our encounter, and she had confirmed that she had asked me to do it, so all was good on their end. That gave me some hope that I could tell you and we would be okay too. He asked if I had told you and I lied and said I had because in that moment I again believed I would tell you.

"Max went on to thank me for the handjob and tell me how much he had enjoyed what I had done. He said it fulfilled part of his fantasy to do something sexually with me. As I heard and saw in Max's words, tone, and face sincerely how much it had meant to him, I inexplicitly offered to continue with the handjobs, if he agreed to not say anything else to you or Jane. For some reason I decided to myself that if I was going to continue with Max, I needed to wait until your dates went farther than a mere peck before I could confess. I convinced myself that then both of you would be in a position to better understand what I had done.

"He was not sure about not saying anything, but I told him that you both were on board with the handjobs, but neither of you wanted to even hear about it, much less know the details of if and when we did anything again. I told him that you both preferred not to know anything more. I must have been convincing, as he went along with my request easily, and I pretty much convinced myself as well that this was what was best for everyone." She paused and closed her eyes, "Or maybe Max just wanted me to do it again and would have agreed to anything I said."

Her eyes remained closed, "Anyway, that evening, I changed things up to bide time until I told you. I pulled his pants down to jerk him off, making him lose it all over his stomach. I cleaned him up with tissues or paper towels so as not to leave any indications or laundry and then covered him back up. I told him that it was for Jane's sake to not create any messy laundry, so as to leave no evidence in keeping with her wish to not know anything more.

"The next time, I slowed my stroking to extend the time I played with him before giving him release. I wanted to extend his pleasure, or at least that is what I told myself, ignoring my own benefits from getting to look at and play with him longer.

"Our next time, after I cleaned him up, I did not cover him up. I continued to play with his flaccid member as we talked about our fantasies about each other. As we talked, the only regret either of us was feeling was that we both regretted that the four of us had not pursued our fantasies by opening up our marriages to each other.

"All these times, if Max had the energy, my nights with him progressed, but your and Jane dates had seemed to level off and remain relatively innocent. I continued to press you to kiss her, as I had convinced myself that you two kissing was all I needed before I would tell you.

"By then without even realizing it, I guess I was hooked and couldn't stop myself. The cat was out of the bag... what was the difference between one time, four times, or more... it was just a handjob... and it was making him so happy... and if I am being honest with myself, I enjoyed playing with his manhood a lot, even though I always tried to convince myself it was all for him, not me.

"Starting with the next time he was having a difficult time getting hard, so I upped things. I would talk dirty to him or bend over innocently but knowing he could see down my blouse. Once I even 'accidently' spilled some water on my shirt and took it off to let it dry, leaving me in the semi-sheer bra I had purposedly worn. I was becoming obsessed and possessed with the fun and games.

"Unfortunately, the nights that he had the energy were becoming fewer and fewer, and even when he had energy and desire, his body began to not respond to what his mind wanted. We had less than a dozen special evenings before he could no longer get hard, no matter how long I toyed with him. We both had enjoyed the handjobs and sexy talks immensely, but it looked those had come to an end. Max's body was failing him in more ways than one. The cancer treatments had stopped and it was just a matter of making him comfortable at this point.

"I resolved it was over and maybe I didn't need to tell you after all as it was over. It just became a gift I had given him on Jane's behalf and I would just leave it at that, a gift as his fight was now coming to an end. I was glad for my and Max's time together, but selfishly I was also really glad I got to know Max's private area intimately."

Maria re-opened her eyes and I was about to speak, thinking her story was over, but she continued before I had a chance to open my mouth, "Then one day, out of nowhere, Max had a great day and that evening was one of mine to spend with him. He was in good spirits when I arrived, but as the time passed, he seemed a bit antsy, so I finally asked him what was up. He sheepishly stumbled with his words when he finally blurted out a question, 'Would you masturbate and let me watch, if not I understand, it is a big ask.'

"Max saw that I was stunned speechless, so he went on to explain that he had not been able to get it up for Jane or me for a while now, but he was still sexually excited in his mind. He had thought about what him and I might do together, and this was what he had come up with because Jane had done it for him a time or two. He said I had masturbated him so often, but I never got any release for myself, so he wanted to watch my climax. He said I could keep my clothes on and just massage myself through my clothes.

"Once I heard his explanation and realized I had indeed seen him climax quite a few times, but he had never seen me do anything, I couldn't help myself and I agreed to his request. I wanted to please him by pleasing myself.

"So, I moved my chair to face him, and began to rub my crotch with one hand and my chest with the other. Before long I realized it wasn't really working for me. I had even put my hand inside my shorts and shirt, but it didn't help much. So, I removed her bra under my shirt and pushed my jeans down to my thighs. This gave me better access to my breasts under my shirt and my hand more room to roam in my panties.

"I really got into it then and whenever I opened my eyes, I could see Max staring at me intently. I could see the hunger in his eyes and it spurred me on. I thought about how unfair it was to him that I had seen his manhood but he had not really seen any of my body other than through a wet bra. I was caught up in the moment and decided I wanted to put on a show for him. So, I pulled my panties aside and pushed my shirt up exposing myself to him. Then my hands really went to work on myself.

"Knowing he was watching me closely and could see my private regions boosted my already high sexual arousal and suddenly I burst into an orgasm. I was so wet, that some of my juice dripped off my soaking wet hand and onto the floor. I was gasping for air.

"When I recovered enough to open my eyes, Max was still taking in every inch of my exposed body. I was both embarrassed and turned on at the same time. But my guilt was starting to return. I felt that maybe I had taken things too far. A handjob was one thing, but now this. I tucked myself back into my underwear and stood to get dressed.

Another pause as Maria closed her eyes again, "That was when I saw what I hadn't see from my slouched position on the chair, a tenting in the Max's shorts. Without dressing, I went over and felt something that I hadn't felt in while. Max was hard. I pulled his shorts down and was going to jerk him off, but then I thought better of it. I thought this may be his last erection for me, so I backed up and removed my bra and panties baring myself completely before his intense gaze. I slowly turned around showing my whole body to him. He was mumbling under his ragged breath. I didn't catch most of it, but I remembered him saying something to the effect that he finally got to see the ass that he had lusted after for so long.

"I returned to Max's bedside and grabbed his rigid pole which was now topped with pre-cum. I planned to stroke him until he came like we had always done before, just this time I would be nude. But then something just came over me and without a thought, I lowered my head and licked clean his pink head. The feel of his cockhead on my tongue and the taste of him set something off in me and before I had a chance to stop myself, I lowered her mouth and sucked him in. He tickled my throat, and I began bobbing up and down on him and swirling my tongue around his shaft.

"My masturbation session, followed by my strip show and slow twirl, left him with very little ability to hold off his ejaculation. He caught me off guard with his first shot and my first thought was to get my mouth off him for the rest of his release, but I heard his deep throaty grunt and knew he was so happy. He deserved to be happy I thought. So, I continued to suck and swallow all that he had to give me, and then I went on to continue playing with him with my mouth until he was completely flaccid.

"I stood by his bed afterwards and his hands explored my body. He stroked my wet pussy, squeezed my tits, rolled my nipples, but spent most of his time rubbing every inch of my butt. We started to talk for about what had happened but within just a very short time, Max's lack of stamina quickly appeared and he was struggling to stay awake. In weak moment before he dozed off and we really even had a chance to talk about how to tell Jane and you, we resolved to keep it between ourselves for that night and we would figure it out later. What had just happened had caught both of us by surprise and we didn't know how to handle it ourselves much less confess it to our spouses at that point.

"Right after we made that regrettable decision, he fell asleep for the night. I was in turmoil as I pulled up his shorts up, then cleaned myself up and put myself back together before Jane arrived. I loved what I had done for not only for Max but for myself too, but I hated that I had done it behind your backs."

Jane had pulled her arm from around Maria some time ago, but she and I had quietly listened to the tale, never interrupting her, until now. Jane cut in with both annoyance and hurt in her voice, "You told me about the first handjob but nothing else. I thought that was it, but the two of you kept the rest a secret."

Then I interrupted Jane, "Hey, at least you knew about the handjob, I knew nothing about any of this from either of you." That's when I sat up and turned my back to both Maria and Jane as I sat on the side of the bed. I was so confused. I didn't know what to feel.

Was I upset that Jane had asked Maria to give herself to Max? Not really, she loved Max and wanted to give him something special and someone he desired while she still could. She had good intentions and I am sure she expected Maria to okay it with me before she did anything.

Was I mad about Maria eventually giving into Jane? I don't think so. It was always one for all and all for one. We had always been there for each other. If Max had asked me to do it for a dying Jane, I probably would have agreed to it because of my love for both Jane and Max.

Did it bother me what her and Max had done? No, surprisingly not really, I kind of got that and if she had told me sexily while we were 'getting busy' I'm sure I would have been super turned on and would have ravaged her. I was in fact a little turned on now, but more so confused.

So, what was it that confused me? I couldn't fully understand why Maria could never tell me and why Jane hadn't either. Did Jane think I knew and we just never said anything to either other, or did she know that I didn't know a thing about this? Did Jane really believe it was only a one-time occurrence or did she know or suspect more? Her reaction had me thinking she was being honest that she only knew about the one time.

I didn't know what to think or believe. I felt somewhat betrayed by both of them. I wanted to be understanding given what Max had been going through and the stress everyone had endured, but at that moment I was hurt. For the first time ever, I felt like we hadn't been all for one and one for all, and I got the impression that Jane felt that way to some degree too.

Jane and my reaction panicked a clearly troubled Maria. When I moved to get up out of bed, she grabbed me and pulled me back down to lay beside her. She was bawling, "Please let me finish, then you can leave me for the night... for a few days... for forever... If that's what you decide." She was shaking like I had never seen before as she struggled to talk, "But we have been together for so long and through so much, I need you to hear me out. You may not understand what I did or why I did it... Hell, I don't know if I understand it myself. But I am hoping we can figure it out together." She grabbed Jane's arm and pulled it around her. "I need both of you. I want to heal myself and heal our relationships."

Jane and I both took a deep breath to try and calm ourselves as Maria got up on her knees between us and knelt back. She wanted to look us both in the face as she continued, "This is no excuse, but I need you to know my mind set after that night and why I couldn't bring myself to tell either of you."

"As I sat there watching Max sleep, I realized I had gone too far without your approvals. I decided that when I talked to Max next time we were together, I was going to convince him that we needed to come clean with the two of you. I couldn't tell either of you without talking to him first and getting his okay. I couldn't blindside him by spilling that behind his back.

"When you got home, Jane, I could barely look at you. I knew you had asked me to give Max some of his fantasy. While we never really established what that entailed, I knew you were okay with me giving him that first handjob, but we never talked beyond that. Obviously you believed that was it, and I did nothing to dissuade it. But in fact, as I told my story just now, I realized I worked subconsciously to make sure that is all you knew about.

"To me, I thought handjobs were okay with you and whether it was a one-time thing or more didn't matter. I was convinced that was as far as it would go as they seemed to be all I needed to do to please Max. To me, it had become sort of an unwritten, unsaid limit. So, when I crossed the line that night, it was the first time that I couldn't face you and got out of there as quickly as I could.

"I drove around for bit to gather myself before coming home. When I felt I was ready for to face you, Andrew, I came home and as usual you wanted to discuss our evenings. I said very little about mine and quickly turned the focus onto your 'date'. That was the night I pressed you and asked if you had finally had a real kiss with Jane rather than just a peck on the cheek, and that is when you got all noble on me. You told me you wouldn't kiss her because of your love for her and Max and your respect for their and our marriage.

"I almost lost it. I wanted to cry. I wanted to throw-up. I wanted to take back that night. But I knew I couldn't and I resolved right then and there that instead of convincing Max that we should tell you two, I was going to tell him that I was going to tell whether he liked it or not.

"But just as I had my plan in place to fess up, everything changed. That night was Max's last clear, good moment with me. He had good days for almost a whole week and spent them exclusively with you, Jane. We didn't really hear much from you that week other than to let us know things were good and we did not need to come relieve you."

Jane couldn't help but smile broadly, "I know that week. Max was the best he had been in some time, and we spent the week together talking and let's just say doing other things. I was even able to get up on him and have him inside me one last time. Maybe I have you to thank for that final burst of energy before he took a final turn for the worst."

"Oh, I don't know about that. Please believe me that in all the evenings we spent together, you were always in the front of his thoughts and what little bit I may have been in his mind was far in the back compared to you. Even on the evenings when I had masturbated him, as we talked afterwards, he found a way to swiftly return the conversation to you and his love for you. He would do it even if I was still playing with him. He loved you more than he could ever express to you no matter how much he tried."

That brought a tear to Jane's eye and I think the girls wanted to hug, but Maria was determined to finish her explanation of her actions, "But as you said, Max took his final turn and we all started to spiral as it was clear the end imminent. Every time from then on that I was with him, he was either sleeping or not lucid. Everything was awful. None of us could stand to see him like that. There was never a moment that I could talk with him and I just couldn't bring myself to tell either of you at that time of despair and hopelessness. I couldn't do that at the worst time of our lives. You remember how hard it was. I couldn't add what we had done on top of everything you both were going through.

"When Max died, I made what I now realize was another regrettable decision. I decided that what had happened was in the past and no good could come from saying anything. So I determined I would just bury my secret with Max. It would go the grave with him... I am so sorry for what I did to you guys. I never, ever meant to hurt either of you because I love you both with all my heart, but my bad choices did hurt you. Now, I have ruined my marriage and lost my best friend." Her face fell into her hands and she began to sob.

As she had been explaining I had started to get why she never told me anything. That isn't to say I was happy about it or not hurt by it, but when I tried to see it through her eyes and what was going on around her. What started out as good intentions by both her and Jane, during the worst part of their lives, warped and spun out of control. Yes, much of it was because of her actions, but without our lives being in turmoil and add on top of that her hormonal issues, the Maria I knew and loved would not have ever ended up doing all that.

She didn't need us to punish her by removing our love for her. I grabbed her hand, "But you haven't been able to bury it, have you?" She shook her no. I looked over at Jane and she was crying too.

I sat up and hugged Maria. "This has been eating at you all this time, hasn't it? This is why you have been so distant? This has been a part of our inability to be as close as we used to be?"

Maria just nodded and sobbed, "Yes, yes, yes," as I tried to comfort her. I could now empathize with her. Had she handled things the way I would have? Maybe not, but I couldn't even say that with certainty given our state of minds at the time.

What I could say with certainty was that it was clear that her heart started out in the right place and it genuinely had not been her intention to hurt anyone. However, in the process, she had hurt herself immensely. Her secret had been tearing her up inside and causing her to push herself away from those she loved and who loved her the most.

It was evident to me that she had been punishing herself for months now. What she needed now more than ever was our love. I resolved that we, the musketeers, were in this together, through thick and thin. We needed to be all for one and one for all like we had been for Max.

Without warning, Jane joined our hug and then through her tears told Maria, "We love you and forgive you." Only then did she look at me and, in her face, I could see a look like 'I hope that was okay to say.'

I nodded my agreement, "Yes. I still love you as much as I ever have, and I forgive you. Now you need to love and forgive yourself."

Maria's tears of fear and sadness were cautiously turning to tears of joy, "How can you forgive me for what I did and not confiding in you? I did it behind your back."

"I wasn't mad, just hurt and felt betrayed by both of you. I understand why you did what you did. Both of your intentions and your hearts were in the right place. I wish you would have told me, but I think I can get why you didn't."

Jane piped in, "I am so sorry this has torn you up and hurt all of our relationships. Had I known it would do this to you and to us, I never would have asked."

I continued, "You shouldn't have let this eat away at you all this time. Remember all for one and one for all. We are always here for each other. You shouldn't have been going through this alone even if you thought it was for the best."

We talked deeply and honestly for a long time, leaving no stone unturned. We freed our minds and opened our emotions to each other until the tensions, hurt, fear, sadness, all subsided. In fact, as hugged and we started to heal, we also started to kiss.

It was only then that I, and maybe the girls too, remembered that we were all naked in the middle of a bed. My body started to react to the feel of their warm skin and their soft curves against me. Our tender kisses of forgiveness and healing turned to kisses of passions. That is when I felt a hand curl around my stiffening shaft. I let the girls kiss as I looked down expecting to see Maria's hand in my lap, but it was Jane's.

As I looked up, she broke her kiss with Maria, winked at me, gave me a squeeze, and pushed Maria onto her back in front of me. Jane then got on all fours facing perpendicular to Maria before resuming her kiss with her. As she did this, she tugged my cock to Maria's pussy and began rubbing it up and down her slit. Maria moaned into Jane's mouth in response to the contact.

Jane knelt up briefly, gave me a quick but soulful kiss, then whispered in my ear, "Time to SHOW Maria you forgive her and love her as much as ever. Actions speak louder than words." I grabbed and lifted Maria's hips as Jane pulled my now rigid pole into Maria's swollen and sensitive pussy. At the same time, Jane bent back down and began sucking on Maria's rapidly swelling nipples.

"Oh fuck!" spilled out of Maria and myself simultaneously. Maria expletive came from both my penetration as I plunged fully into her and from Jane's surprising attack on her chest. For myself, the feel of Maria hot oven encasing my meat along with the sapphic display in front of me led to my curse.

Spurred on by the eroticism of the encounter, I grabbed a pillow and shoved it under Maria's ass before I began driving in and out of her fully engorged and moist hole while watching Jane alternated between each of Maria's breasts and her mouth. The ecstasy across Maria's face let me know she felt our love for her.

The pleasure of our coupling was taken to a new level when Jane's hand snaked down Maria's belly through her nest to her clit and labia. Jane proceeded to alternate toying with Jane's squishy nether region and playing with my balls and shaft. I was experiencing a pleasure and sexy display that I never expected I would be a part of.

But the night of firsts was just getting started. I reached out and began rubbing Jane's back and ass, while occasionally reaching down to fondle her dangling tits. I had been lost for a moment as I explored Jane's body with my hands and eyes, when I saw Maria's arm move under Jane and her hand reached for her slit. She fingered her lips for a bit and then it was Jane's turn to swear as Maria penetrating her.

We were all in unison pleasing each other. My finger joined with my wife's finger in my lover's hole. Once my digit was good and wet, I began to toy with Jane's backdoor. Now her waist was writhing from the dual action. I was debating with myself whether it would be too much to push my finger into her bunghole, when Maria used her free hand to pull Jane's face up to hers and she kissed her passionately, then turned her slightly and whispered into her ear.

Before I had a chance to end my debate with a decision, my choice was made for me as Jane shot up into a sitting position taking her ass away from me. "Are you serious?" Jane practically screamed.

"Yes," Maria uttered breathlessly with a sex-dazed look across her flushed face.

"Are you sure?"

Maria simply nodded repeated as the two stared longingly at each other.

Then I froze as I saw something I never thought I would see in my wildest dreams. Jane moved up Maria's body and then threw her leg over her head and lowered her snatch to my wife's mouth. Much to my shock, my wife began eating the slit that I had penetrated and deposited a load of my seminal fluid in earlier. And she was not tentative about it, she was frantic. Her mouth and tongue went straight into overdrive. This time it was Jane and me to let out a guttural, "Oh Fuck!"

Jane and I had both been looking down at the juncture of her pussy with Maria's face. We looked up and at each other in disbelief at the same time. Jane's look quickly turned to bliss as Maria must have been doing something right down there. Jane blurted out, "Fuck her! Fuck your horny, sexy, slutty, lovely, wonderful wife."

In my astonishment at what was happening, I had been paralyzed and had forgotten what I was doing, but her command broke my trance and in my sexual stupor I began wildly pounding Maria's pussy which was pulsing with excitement. Jane and I leaned into each other and began swapping tongues. The raw animal sexuality and euphoria from our group mating was leading to a quick climax.

Despite my earlier ejaculation, I could feel a repeat performance rising up in me and as much as I tried to delay its arrival it was a losing battle and I screamed out, "I cumming! I love you both!"

The swelling and pulsing of my unit in Maria sent her over the top and she pulled Jane's waist down on her face and her hips pushed up into mine as she doused me with her woman cum.

I don't know what she was doing to Jane, who was practically smothering her, but I think it definitely involved her clit and Jane rode a huge wave before pulling her sensitive, pulsating, and fully opened slit off of Maria's mouth and tongue when she couldn't take any more of my wife's oral assault.

Nobody moved or said anything. We just all savored what had just happened and also tried to make sense of it, if that was even possible.

I started to go limp and slid out of Maria, sitting back on the bed. When I did that Jane made a quick move from over the top of Maria to her side, then came another totally unexpected first. Jane reached down to and the into Maria's oozing hole and gathered two fingerfuls of the treasure I had left inside my wife. I was flabbergasted. But that wasn't the end of my astonishment. Jane proceeded to bring it up to Maria's mouth, and in move that left me shocked me, Maria opened her mouth and let Jane drop a load in. As Maria swallowed it teasingly, Jane licked her own fingers clean.

My eyes must have bugged out and been the size of saucers, as both girls broke their gaze with each other and turned towards me. The look on my face must have startled them out of what I could only figure was an out-of-body hyper-sexed experience, and they both suddenly looked embarrassed and scrambled.

Jane started to get out of the bed, but I grabbed her and pulled her to me as I laid down. She cuddled up to my side and buried her face into my neck as if to hide. Maria on the other hand hurriedly went and turned out the bathroom light leaving us in complete darkness before she returned to my other side and took a similar position. I fondled both of their asses, but they just laid still. I could only imagine what must have been going through their minds. I know mine was a mess and on overload.

I don't know how long we laid there in deafening silence working through our thoughts, but it probably seemed longer than it was due to the dark silence we found ourselves in. Over time I could feel our heart rates and breathing slow. Jane was the first to fall asleep followed by Maria before I could finally doze off myself.