House Rules Pt. 05

A few weeks later it was time for their weekend away. To Anna's initial annoyance, John hadn't been able to get the Friday afternoon off work. That annoyance was placated somewhat when Grace told her she and Tim would get there before them, get the food in and have a meal ready for when they got there. So, Anna found herself much more relaxed than usual heading off on a weekend away, smiling at John as he drove them.

"Looking forward to the weekend?" she asked, lifting her knee so her dress slipped up her thigh exposing the pretty pink knickers she knew John liked.

"Absolutely," he replied, smiling as Anna put her hand between her legs, slowly and gently stroking herself over her underwear, "Should be a lot of fun. Have you and Grace been planning?"

"Of course," Anna replied, smiling seductively. She took his hand and used it to replace hers between her legs. John could feel the how hot she was already. "But I could do with a warm up."

John didn't think she could get any hotter, but understood what she was asking. Keeping his eyes on the road, he felt around for the edge of her knickers, easing his fingers under the elastic when he found it. She gave a purr of satisfaction as his fingers found her clitoris, poking out from under its hood, opening her legs as he started to rub. Her eyes half closed as she concentrated on John's fingers on her clitoris, gyrating her hips against her husband's fingers.

Anna moaned softly as John kept up a steady pressure on her clit. It was lovely, but she needed more. As they turned into the lane that led to the cottage, she put her hand over her husband's, pressing it down harder as she ground against it with all her strength. The effect was immediate, her soft moans turning into screams as she gripped the chair with her other hand, the tension of her climax building. As the cottage rose into view, she orgasmed loudly, pressing her body back against the car seat as if flowed through her.

"I'm going to need a minute," Anna panted as John parked the car. He smiled at her, bringing his hand to his mouth and putting his fingers between his lips, tasting her. He got out and got their bags from the boot of the car, by the time he opened the passenger door, Anna was breathing normally, the only hint as to what had just happened a slight flush to her face.

The front door of the cottage opened onto a large lounge area where they found Tim relaxing with a beer. He got to his feet and welcomed them both with a hug and helped John with the bags, directing Anna to the kitchen where Grace was preparing dinner.

The kitchen was filled with delicious aromas, savoury and sweet together in a heady mix. Grace had her back to Anna, her hair pulled back in a ponytail, a soft sheen of sweat on her skin. She was dressed in jeans and a light vest top and was stirring a couple of pans on the hob. Hearing the door shut behind Anna, she turned and smiled a welcome to her friend. Noticing the glow and flush around Anna, Grace raised an eyebrow.

"What?" challenged Anna, surprised to find she was blushing slightly, "And I suppose you and Tim haven't done anything since you got here."

"I can neither confirm nor deny" replied Grace, taking her turn to blush. She turned the heat down under the pans and welcomed Anna properly. Their lips inevitably touching as their faces neared each other.

"Less of that," Tim's voice came from behind Anna, "At least not until we can watch." He put is hand on Anna's arse as he leaned over her shoulder to kiss his wife. "I'm getting John a beer," he said, opening the refrigerator, "Can I get you ladies anything?" He poured them each a glass of prosecco and left the room carrying two beers. Anna chatted with Grace while she finished cooking, marvelling at how much at ease she was, seeming to just know when to stir something, when to turn the heat up or down.

Anna helped Grace dish up and carried a couple of plates through to the table, calling for the men to join them. They sat next to their partners, opposite their friend's partner. John proposed a toast to an enjoyable weekend, and they tucked in to the food Grace had prepared. It was salmon in a white wine sauce with asparagus and new potatoes. Anna was amazed as to how Grace could take the same ingredients she often used and produce something so delicious, she vowed to herself to get some tips from her.

Conversation flowed easily between them as they are, but always the under lying sexual excitement that existed when they were together. Plates were soon cleared and Grace and Anna took them to the kitchen and returned with chocolate fondants for everyone one. The puddings oozed perfectly, and to their minds, seductively, as they cut into them. They were quickly polished off and Ian topped up Grace and Anna's glasses before he and John took the empty dishes to the kitchen to wash up while the ladies relaxed in the lounge. They returned a few minutes later with fresh beers and each sat next to their wife on separate sofas facing each other. The ladies put an arm round their husband's shoulders and moved their legs over their laps. Grace couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy as she saw John's hand on Anna's knee, slowly stroking her inner thigh, looking like his hand could slide under her dress at any moment. Tim's hand in a similar place on her legs was nice, but she wished she had worn a skirt rather than jeans so the same opportunity would have been there for them.

"Right," announced Anna once they were all comfortable and relaxed, "As Grace and I have done all the work organising this weekend, we have decided on a rough itinerary."

"And if we disagree?" John asked.

"Then I'm sure you'll have a lovely time with your right hand while we have a fantastic time with Tim! We might even let you watch." John held his hands up in mock surrender Anna continued, "Any more objections? No? Good!" She gave John a playful glare, "Grace and I have decided that tonight both couples are going to sleep separately, but with each other's partners. We'll then get together again the next morning and catch up. We thought we'd go for a picnic to get some fresh air. As you can see, we've found somewhere with a massive lounge, so when we get back after the picnic, you two are going to move both double mattresses into here and we're all going to spend the night in here. Then Sunday is going to be just the four of us, in the cottage, naked most, if not all, of the time and letting whatever happens happen." She loved how Grace smiled and squirmed as their thoughts were vocalised, but she especially liked the feeling of John's growing erection pressing into her thigh.

"So, when does the swap happen?" John asked, his hand starting to encroach under Anna's skirt. It was tempting to let her husband into her knickers again, but she knew once he was in there she wouldn't want to let him out.

"Now," Anna stated, giving him a peck on the cheek and standing up. Grace followed her lead and they met in the middle of the room. As she watched her friend's bare legs, Grace made a decision. After the two of them embraced and kissed tenderly and slowly, nearly forgetting the men were there, Grace undid her jeans and pushed them down her legs as she made her way to John. By the time she reached him, her bottom half was clad only in a pair of dark blue knickers.

The two women resumed their places, this time draping themselves over their friend's husband. The sexual tension in the air was palpable, they could almost taste it as they were all breathing a little heavier, knowing that the weekend would start in earnest very soon.

It was hard to tell who succumbed first as Grace and Anna each turned their new partner's face and pressed their lips to theirs. At the same time John and Tim each ran a hand up a soft thigh until they encountered the damp material between their partner's legs. The two women gasped in unison which seemed to act as a starting pistol. John pulled Grace's knickers to one side as he pushed two fingers into her wet slit, the tight channel closing around them as he slid them further and further in. Meanwhile, Tim was rubbing Anna's clitoris firmly through her underwear. The two women abandoned their attempts at kissing, letting their sighs and moans fill the room.

Knowing it was move now or she would end up fucking John on the couch, Grace reluctantly stood and took John by the hand to lead him to their room for the night. Seeing his wife move, Tim followed her lead and led Anna to the other bedroom. As soon as the door shut behind their, Tim pulled Anna close, his erection pressing obviously against her, even through their clothes, as their lips met, their tongues invading each other's mouths.

Suddenly a loud bang against the wall shocked them, quickly followed by Grace's screams of pleasure. The pictures on the thin wall shook as a regular pounding could be heard against it, punctuated with Grace and John's moans.

"Not wasting any time are they," laughed Tim.

"I may have got John a little worked up on the way here," Anna confessed as the banging continued.

"I don't doubt it," Tim grinned, picking Anna up and laying her on the bed. His hands pushed up the hem of her dress before roughly pulling down her knickers. Anna smiled at him as she spread her legs, her labia glistening temptingly. Tim accepted the implicit invitation, his hands returning to her hips as he lowered his mouth to her sex. Anna let out a gasp of relief as his tongue licked at her aching slit, parting her sensitive labia as the tip brushed against her entrance.

Anna knew that this life wasn't for everyone, but as she lay there listening to her husband robustly fucking another woman in a different room while her husband ate her pussy, Anna thought life couldn't get much better. She could picture the other couple, Grace's legs wrapped around John as he pushed her against the wall, thrusting deeply into her. The pictures in her mind flicked a switch and as good as Tim was with his tongue, she needed more.

She scrabbled at his hair, desperately trying to pull him upwards, needing his cock inside her. Tim followed the hint, letting Anna guide him upwards until he was face to face with Anna once more. She reached between them, pulling at the fastenings of his trousers before using her hands and feet to push them and his underwear downwards. Moments later, Anna was screaming as Tim's erection was buried fully in her tight channel. Anna wrapped her arms and legs around Tim, pulling him into her as he started sliding in and out of her. He quickly started matching John's pace and their moans mingled with Grace and John's as the two couples gave in to their primeval instincts and fucked.

Wave after wave of pleasure rushed through Anna spreading out from her pussy as Tim continued to drive into her. At some point, she didn't know when, John and Grace had gone quiet, presumably he had emptied himself into her and they were quietly recovering. Her legs were crossed behind Tim's back, maximising her stimulation as he gave his final few thrusts before collapsing onto her, his thick cock jerking its thick liquid into her pulsating pussy.

Anna rolled Tim onto his back, straddling his hips as his soft penis slipped out of her. She kissed him gently on his lips before straightening up and lifting her dress over her head, throwing it to the side of the room. She looked into Tim's eyes as she rocked her hips backwards and forwards, reaching behind her to undo her bra, letting it slip off her chest. It followed her dress to the side before her hands went to her exposed chest. Her eyes closed, her breathing deepened as her hands slowly stroked and massaged her breasts, squeezing and rubbing her stiff nipples.

Anna reached down and slowly unbuttoned Tim's shirt, opening the garment as her hands slipped downwards. She shifted down his legs, removing his trousers and underwear as she went. Once she was satisfied with the state of his clothing, she pushed her hands back up his legs towards his slowly hardening penis. He sighed as Anna's fingers made contact with the underside of his testicles, his cock hardening immediately as her nails scratched gently on the skin covering his balls. By the time her hand was wrapping itself around his girth he was fully hard.

She looked into his eyes and licked her lips as she slowly ran her hand up and down his length. Smiling, she leant forwards and licked the tip of his erection, tasting the mixture of his cum and her musk before taking his purple head between her lips. Anna held Tim's erection vertically as she moved her lips up and down it, taking more and more of the stiff meat into her mouth each time. Tim's eyes closed as he concentrated on the feeling of Anna's lips travelling up and down his cock, her tongue pressing against it as she sucked gently.

His breathing quickened as Anna bobbed her head faster and faster along his length, her nipples pressing against his thighs as she took almost his full length into her expert mouth. Just as he felt his climax building, she stopped, releasing him from her mouth with a soft pop. Her eyes blazed with lust as she looked at him before crawling next to him, resting on her elbows with her arse raised in the air.

Tim smiled as he looked at Anna offering herself to him, her body already rocking in anticipation. He moved behind her, stroking the smooth skin of her buttocks until her breathing became impatient. He took hold of his cock and rubbed it between her parted legs, Anna sighing as the tip made contact with her wet entrance.

"Please," Anna gasped desperately, trying to push backwards as Tim teased her pussy with his hard cock. She let out a small scream as Tim gave a sudden small thrust and lodged his tip inside her. The scream morphed into a moan as he slowly pushed his full length into her, not stopping until he was fully embedded inside her channel, the tight walls gripping him delightfully.

Tim set a slow, deliberate pace making Anna think of people in a Michelin starred restaurant taking their time to savour every morsel. She made herself smile at the thought of a Michelin starred pussy, wondering what the criteria would be, all the while loving the feeling Tim's thick cock easing into her, stretching her. She reached between her legs, slowly rubbing her clitoris in time with Tim's slow but forceful thrusts. Deep, sincere moans escaped her lips as he pushed himself deep inside her again and again, the world around them melting away as Anna concentrated on his cock and her pussy.

Her hand was acting on automatic as she gradually rubbed herself harder and faster, unable to stop herself as her arousal increased, Tim's slow and steady pace a perfect foil to her increasingly rapid fingers, her moans becoming louder and more frequent as she gave herself over to her pleasure. Tim held Anna's hips firmly, maintaining his control somehow as she writhed and pushed back against him, slowly losing control of her body as it cried out for a climax.

Sensing the moment, Tim stopped, his cock buried fully inside his friend's wife and gripped her hips, holding her onto him as her orgasm ripped through her body. He closed his eyes, concentrating on the ripples and contractions of her pussy along his length as Anna moaned and screamed with pleasure.

"Fuck me," Anna ordered huskily, her eyes filled with lust as she looked over her shoulder at Tim. "Yes, just like that," she confirmed as he immediately started driving powerfully into her wet pussy with all his strength. Anna wouldn't have been surprised if the tip of his cock appeared through her body, the depth and the power he was achieving, and she was loving it. Their moans filled the room as a second and third orgasm quickly followed for Anna, her arms going numb and buckling as Tim's cock continued to pound her throbbing sex at the new angle.

Despite already cumming once that evening, Tim couldn't last indefinitely with Anna's honed muscles gripping and milking his erection as he vigorously fucked her. He felt the tightening in his balls and the base of his penis and showed incredible self control to slow his pace back to a crawl. Their moans merged into an almost continuous low drone as they both savoured these final moments of their union. Each slow, deep thrust pushed Tim closer to his peak, the tightening travelling up his full length until became almost unbearable, his entire erection desperate for release. With a roar, he dug his fingers into Anna's hips and gave one final, powerful thrust deep into her slick channel, his cock unleashing its load as his balls slapped against her thighs. They were almost silent as his cock jerked its thick cream into Anna, their heavy panting the only sound.

"Grace is a very lucky woman," Anna commented as they lay next to each other, basking in the afterglow of their love making.

"As is John," Tim returned, before they both turned over and drifted off to sleep.

It took Anna a moment to remember where she was and why she was lying next to a man who wasn't John when she woke the next morning. He was still fast asleep, but she could hear movement coming from the kitchen so she grabbed Tim's shirt and slipped it on, not bothering with the buttons and headed to the kitchen. Grace was there getting the coffee machine set up, dressed in one of John's t-shirts that barely covered her arse.

"Morning sexy," Anna greeted her, stroking the other woman's bottom under the t-shirt.

"Morning yourself," Grace responded, turning to wrap her arms around the other woman and pull her in for a kiss, "Have fun last night?"

"Definitely," smiled Anna, "You are a very lucky woman. No need to ask if you enjoyed yourself, we could hear you through the walls at first."

"I think we can safely say we're both lucky," agreed Grace, "But I don't know what you had done to John on the way over. There was no stopping him." Grace visibly sighed and smiled at the memory, her hand straying inside Anna's shirt and moving up to cup her breast.

"I imagined him lifting you up and pressing you against the wall," Anna continued as Grace's thumb circled her nipple. She moved her own hand to the front of her friend smiling as Grace's body flinched as she made contact with her clitoris. "Did he bother to take you knickers off or just pull them to one side?"

"He just ripped them off and drove in," Grace answered between sighs as she moved her own hand down to Anna's sex. "It was wonderful. How about you and Tim?"

"There's something really erotic about having your pussy eaten while you can hear your husband banging another woman," sighed Anna, struggling to concentrate as Grace started rubbing her, "Especially when you are being eaten by that woman's husband." The conversation stopped as their lips crashed together, moaning and gasping into each other's mouth as they frantically rubbed at each other's clit. Faster and harder they went until their legs went weak and they held each other up as their bodies experienced the pleasure of their orgasms.

The sound of clapping brought them back to their senses and they opened their eyes to see their husbands applauding their little show, dressed just in boxer shorts, their erections clearly showing how much they had enjoyed it. The two men entered the room properly and pulled their own wife to them for an embrace and a kiss. Each woman's hand automatically going down to the thick erection making a tent of their husband's underwear, but resisted the urge to do anything more as they had plans for them later.

John and Tim handed the women coffees and told them to sit down as they were going to get breakfast that morning. Not wanting to look a gift horse in the mouth, Anna and Grace took their drinks and sat at the breakfast table watching the men, taking the opportunity to admire their bodies, especially the way their underwear clung to their firm buttocks. They each shifted in their seats slightly, their hands dropping into their laps as they gently played with themselves as they enjoyed the view.

The men presented them with a passable attempt at pancakes with bacon and maple syrup, some parts browner than others, but they appreciated the effort and especially the view as it was going on. As Anna and Grace washed up, the men came up behind them, kissing the backs of their necks as they held their hips. The hard erections pressing into their arses promising so much immediate pleasure that it took all of their self control to stick to their original plans.

The men were dispatched to the shower whilst Anna and Grace prepared the picnic they would be taking with them. Grace had brought a quiche and some sausage rolls that she had made at home and so they cut it into portions and gathered the rest of the food and drink together. When John and Tim reappeared, showered and dressed, they were told to pack everything that was out while the women got ready.

Finally, everyone was ready and they set off with John and Tim carrying the food. It was sunny, but a little cool so both men had opted for polo shirt and jeans, whilst Anna had gone for a thicker cotton dress topped off with a small cardigan with Grace choosing a long sleeve top with a skirt. They walked for about an hour, hand in hand with their partners as they enjoyed the fresh air and the scenery. The path rose slowly keeping the effort gentle, but improving the view with each step. They stopped briefly for a drink, John and Tim trying to get more details of the girls' plans, but Anna and Grace batted away their efforts with knowing smiles.

After another hour and a half or so, they reached the top of a hill, and were rewarded with a stunning view of the valley, the path continuing into some woods. They (well, Anna and Grace) decided that this would be the perfect spot for the picnic and took out the blanket. They both make a show of straightening it out and getting the food out, crawling around on all fours, raising their hips so their clothing rode up. The intention was just to tease for the moment though, every time one of the men tried to touch them, they would let their hand run up their thigh before slapping it away.

Once they were happy with the rug, Grace handed John and Tim a bottle of wine and four glasses which they quickly filled and distributed. The four of them toasted "good friends and fun" before tucking into the spread that had been laid out. They laughed, drank and ate their fill, enjoying each other's company.

Anna leant back slightly, lifting one of her knees so that the hem of her dress slipped halfway up her thigh. John immediately noticed and took the opportunity to put his hand on the other knee, slowly moving it upwards. Anna smiled at him as his hand disappeared under her dress, purring as it made contact with her underwear. The thin cotton was already damp, heat coming through it to John's exploring fingers. As Anna pulled her husband's face towards her for a kiss, Grace noticed Tim watching the other couple. He jumped slightly as she ran her fingers over the obvious bulge in his jeans. He turned as if to kiss Grace, but she turned his head back to face their friends, taking his hand and putting on her thigh. She smiled to herself as his hand made h

its way under her skirt, sighing as his fingers found her covered pussy. She wondered how hot and wet she was down there, she had been thinking about what was coming next all morning and couldn't wait.

Anna had one hand on John's cheek while the other was pressed against his erection through his jeans. She was sighing heavily as his hand pressed and stroked harder at her through her knickers. On the edge of her hearing, she could make out Grace in a similar state and for a moment wondered about abandoning their plans and just letting the men take them to their orgasms here and now. Pulling together all of her self control, Anna moved John's hands away from her sex, her eyes burning with lust as she kissed his confused face one last time before getting to her feet. She could see that Grace was struggling with her self control more than she had, her eyes half closed as her husband's hand busied itself under her skirt. The other woman's eyes flashed open, pleading with Anna as she moved Tim's hand before helping Grace to her feet.

"Time for a game," Anna announced, "Hide and Seek. Boys Vs girls. We'll hide first. Close your eyes, count to 50 and then come and find us."

Before John or Tim could raise any objections, Anna took hold of Grace's hand and they ran off on the direction of the woods. The men followed Anna's instructions, suspecting this wasn't a normal game and followed them into the woods.

"Isn't that Anna's cardigan?" Tim asked after they had walked down the path a little way, pointing to something hanging in a tree, flapping gently in the breeze.

"Looks like it," John agreed and took it out of tree, folding over his arm as they continued walking, looking out for signs of their partners. They came to a fork in the path and noticed two pairs of trainers hanging from one of the trees to the left.

"Are they?" John began to ask.

"Yes," replied Tim, taking them down, both of them wondering why the women had taken their shoes off. They were still considering this when they turned the corner and saw something that stopped them in on their tracks. In a tree in front of them were Anna's dress and Grace's top and skirt. They looked at each other and smiled, not only were their wives walking around barefoot, they were also just in their underwear. They both started getting hard as Anna and Grace's plan became clear, looking forward to their anticipated reward for finding them.

"Do you believe they are out there in just their underwear?" Tim asked.

"I wouldn't put anything past Anna when it comes to getting a thrill," John answered, "But you may want to rethink your last statement." He pointed to the right where there were two bras hanging nonchalantly from another tree.

"Fuck," Tim muttered, half underwear his breath, "Do you think they've really gone all the way?"

"As I say, I wouldn't be overly surprised bu anything Anna does when she's horny," John laughed, "And she has this way of bringing everyone along with her. I'm fully expecting to find two pairs of panties around the next corner!" As predicted, they followed the path and were presented with lacy fruit dangling from a branch. They were still warm as the men plucked them from where they had been hung.

"What now?" Tim wondered aloud, the image of the two beautiful women strolling naked through the woods dominating his thoughts.

"I think we listen," suggested John, "There's no way they aren't as horny as fuck right now and I seriously doubt they will be able to wait until we find them."

Tim nodded and they both stood still, holding their breath listening for the sounds being carried on the breeze. Sure enough, they could soon make out the unmistakable sounds of their wives enjoying some sort of sexual activity. The gentle moans leading them off the path, getting louder until they pushed some branches aside and realised they had reached their goal.

It was like they had stumbled upon two nymphs at play, unaware of the outside world. The gap in the branches opened onto a small clearing with a stream running down the side of it. Near the centre was the trunk of a tree that had obviously fallen at some point and was in the process of being reclaimed by the earth. Anna and Grace were sat straddling the trunk facing each other kissing in-between sighs and moans, both of them with a hand between the other's legs. Tim started to move into the clearing, but John held him back, using his eyes to suggest they wait and enjoy the show.

Anna was loving life at the moment. She had been surprised when Grace had agreed so readily to stripping as they went through the woods, but then she remembered her and Tim's liking for risky, public sex. As Grace's body had been gradually revealed to her, Anna had found herself getting hornier and hornier so by the time they had reached the clearing there was no way she was waiting for the men to find them. She was now moaning and writhing on a log in a wood as Grace pushed two fingers in and out of her grateful pussy, curling in a beckoning motion as they pulled out, hitting the sensitive collection of nerves perfectly. She got almost as much pleasure from Grace's reaction as she returned the favour, matching the other woman's actions and pace.

Their kisses became more urgent, their moans building in volume as all thoughts of John and Tim flew from their heads. The world didn't seem to exist outside their fingers and tightening pussies. Relentlessly they fingered each other, using their other hand to support themselves against the other until with a gasp, they came together.

If Grace had thought that that was it until the men found them, Anna had different ideas. Fired up from their shared orgasm, Anna pushed Grace down until she was lying on her back against the trunk, taking the opportunity to kiss down the other woman's body. She found her lips on the soft flesh of Grace's breast and slowly eased downwards, using her tongue to seek out the younger woman's erect nipple, moving her lips towards it as she curled her tongue around it. Grace pushed her shoulders back onto the rough trunk underneath her, sighing as Anna started sucking on her sensitive teat, the texture reminding her of where they were and the risk of being discovered.

Anna left Grace's nipple and continued her progress downwards, climbing onto the log as she did so, raising her bottom into the air, the cool breeze against her hot sex sending a thrilling shiver through her body. She soon found her face between Grace's legs, the juicy folds of her pussy crying out to be licked, the sweet musky smell filling her nostrils and drawing her in. Grace let out a moan, her whole body responding as Anna firmly pushed her tongue in between Grace's labia, lapping at her flowing juices and teasing her tight entrance. She ran her tongue all over Grace's sex, fighting against the other woman's movements to get try to get her onto her clitoris, wanting instead to tease her, to explore every where.

Anna was startled to feel a hand on her bottom, slipping between her legs. She looked up, just in time to see Tim, as naked as she and Grace were, offering his hard cock to his wife. She pushed back against John's hand has he eased two fingers into her waiting pussy while she watched Grace smile before turning her head and talking Tim into her mouth.

Anna rocked backwards and forwards against John's thick fingers, moaning softly into Grace's hot pussy. On the edge of her vision, Anna could see Grace's lips moving along Tim's shaft and a thought crossed her mind as she ran her tongue along Grace's wet slit. Reluctantly, she reached behind her and pulled John's fingers out of her pussy and used it to lead him towards Grace.

Knowing how Anna's mind worked, John strode up the other side of the log to Tim. As he neared Grace's head, he took hold of her hand and placed it on his erection. Grace turned her head sharply to see what was happening, a broad smile breaking out on her face when she saw her hand wrapped around John's thick cock. She reached up and took hold of Tim's erection, slowly stroking both of the hard cocks.

Anna continued to lick at Grace's sex while she continued stroking the two men. She started turning her head from side to side taking each cock into her mouth in turn, sucking on them and moaning around them. Anna decided to shift her point of attack, finally giving in to Grace's movements and pressing her clitoris with her tongue. Grace gave a muffled moan as her body tensed in response to Anna's direct attention. Anna's tongue flicked rapidly against Grace's clit, the younger woman's thighs holding her in place as she enjoyed being the centre of attention, sucking and stroking the two cocks as Anna's continued to push her on to her peak. She was forced to stop trying to give both men a blow job, satisfying herself with the feeling of their hard cocks in her hand as she moaned loudly, unable to concentrate on anything other than the feelings emanating from her clitoris. Moments later she was screaming as her orgasm ran through her like a freight train, holding the two hard erections as her body writhed under Anna's attention.

As Grace let go of their penis's, basking in the afterglow of her orgasm, John and Tim turned and at Anna is mixture of hunger and lust. Anna looked up from between Grace's legs and smiled at the two men approaching her. She sat up, feeling the roughness of the wood under her cheeks as she smiled at the men approaching her. John was the first to reach her, lifting her chin, he pressed his lips to hers, his tongue slipping between them into her mouth. Tim joined them, nibbling the crook of Anna's neck as his hand massaged her breast, his fingers running over her hard nipples. John's hand dropped from Anna's chin to her other breast, mimicking Tim's actions until Anna was sighing into his mouth.

John's mouth slipped down to the other side of her neck, leaving her free to make all the noises their attention warranted as he and Tim stroked her chest, teasing the nipples. Anna gave a breathy "yes" as Tim's hand headed downwards, giving a sharp gasp as it made contact her dripping sex, teasing her entrance with his fingers.

Ae the two men's hands roamed over her body, Anna reached and searched with her hands until they both closed around her husband and his friend's hard cocks. As she started to stroke them, purring with satisfaction, one of them pushed three fingers into her tight pussy, causing her to cry out. Wordlessly, the men worked in unison, sometimes one working on her breasts and the other between her legs, other times one rubbing her clitoris whilst the other fingered her. With two thick erections in her hand, Anna was in raptures of ecstasy.

Grace sat up on the log and took in the scene before her. Her friend, Anna, absolutely in her element, her face a depiction of pure pleasure. The men were completely focused on her, kissing and nibbling the base of her neck, her husband's fingers disappearing into Anna's wet slit, while John rubbed her clit. The two women locked eyes, Grace's hand moving almost of its own accord between her legs and stroking her own labia and clitoris. Anna did her best to maintain eye contact as her orgasm built inside her, her breathing quickening, making her breasts rise and fall. Her breathing descended into pants and moans as John and Tim rubbed and fingered her faster and harder as she continued to grip and stroke their cocks.

Anna was forced to break eye contact as she closed her eyes and tossed her head back as the two men pushed her over the edge, her climax making her body buck and writhe against John and Tim's hands. Grace watched her friend's climax hit before slipping off the log and making her way to the threesome. With Anna still panting with her orgasm, Grace lifted her chin upwards and started kissing the other woman passionately, her hand dropping to Anna's chest as she rode out the final moments of her peak.

Grace looked at the lust in John and Tim's eyes and knew that she and Anna need to let them fuck them. She took Anna's hands off their erections and took her by the hand and led her to the end of the log and placed her hands on the log, making her bend at the waist. Grace positioned herself in the same way, at a right angle to Anna and they resumed their kiss, slower and more tender this time.

Tim and John each moved behind their wives running their hands over their arses, pulling their legs gently apart before moving their cocks between them. Anna and Grace both purred at the sensation of a hard cock being rubbed against their sensitive entrances, not knowing whose it was. All four of them moaned in unison as Tim and John pushed their erections slowly into the tight sheaths of their wives. They wasted no time getting into a powerful rhythm, thrusting deep into the women's channels. The moans coming from all four them increasing in volume and intensity, not caring if anyone passing by would hear them.

John got Tim's attention and mouthed "swap?" to him. The other man smiled and nodded before pulling his cock out of his wife. They swapped positions and each drove their erections into the other man's wife, savouring the subtle differences in the sensations of their pussies. Grace and Anna both sighed and tightened at the thought of the men sharing them like toys or tools, the differences in their hard cocks stimulating new areas. Grace was the first to climax, the thrill of not knowing whose cock was plumbing her depths becoming too much and pushed back against the invader as her pussy throbbed and pulsated around him.

Anna's breasts swayed backwards and forwards as one of the men thrust deep inside her, her nipples brushing against the rough bark sending thrills throughout her body. She looked at Grace, eyes closed, mouth open as she experienced her orgasm. Anna moved her hand to Grace's, as if the feelings could be transmitted to her via the touch. She soon found herself panting and moaning though as the relentless sensations of her full pussy and the rough bark raised her arousal ever upwards. Involuntarily, she squeezed Grace's hand as the first wave of her orgasm ripped through her body, almost screaming with the relief and the emotion.

There was no let up from the men as they continued to fuck the two women, not giving their bodies any time to recover from their climax before another one was building. They continued to swap partners at random, the short break helping them keep in control, helping maintain their stamina. Having sex with these two beautiful women though, it was never going to last forever. John sensed a change in Tim, an intensity in his moans and thrusts that suggested he was getting close. He was with Anna and this point and found himself gripping his wife's hips harder, trying to push himself even deeper into her as he heard Tim grunt out his final thrusts before he was still, his cock unleashing its load into his wife.

Grace's reaction, his wife pushing back against him and the overall situation overwhelmed John and within moments he followed Tim's lead, filling Anna's pussy with his cum as he buried himself inside her with a roar.

Suddenly, there was virtual silence, just the sounds of their heavy breathing and the trickling water of the stream as they all basked in their own afterglow. Eventually, the men withdrew and the women turned round, kissing each other tenderly before pulling their husbands towards them and kissing them.

John and Tim got dressed and were dispatched to collect the picnic things on the assurance that Anna and Grace wouldn't get up to anything while they were gone. Anna hadn't thought about it until they had made them promise and suddenly wanted to lay Grace down on the log again and lick Tim's cream out of her sweet pussy. She forced herself to be satisfied with stealing touches as she helped Grace get dressed. The men returned before Anna's resolve was tested further and they continued following the path until it looped round back to the cottage.

"So, who won hide and seek?" John asked as they entered the cottage.

"I think we all did," laughed Grace, "God, I love an outdoor fuck."

"I hope you boys haven't tired yourselves out," teased Anna, "We've still got plans for you!" John pulled his wife to him, pressing his lips to hers as their groins pressed together, his rising erection leaving her no room for doubt. "Good to know," she continued with a wink, "It doesn't make sense for us to sleep separately. We'll make a space in the lounge. We'll make a space in the lounge. Can you boys bring the mattresses through from the bedrooms?"

John and Tim looked at each other and shrugged, neither of them able to think of a reason why not. If they were honest with themselves, the prospect intrigued them, wondering if any of them would get any sleep. By the time they had manhandled the first king-size mattress into the lounge Anna and Grace had pushed the chairs and table to the side of the room and they were able to position the mattress to the right of the space they had created. When they returned with the second mattress, there was a selection of drinks and snacks on a table to the side of the first mattress. The second slotted into place next to the first with a little gentle pushing to get it flat. Anna and Grace disappeared to the bedrooms and returned with armfuls of pillows which they scattered over the large sleeping area.

If John and Tim had any doubts as to how the rest of the day was going to play out, Anna dispersed them in an instant, lifting her dress over her head and throwing it to the side of the room. Her underwear soon followed as Grace also stripped. Not needing a second invitation, John and Tim quickly removed their clothes, the impressive cocks standing firm at the sight of their wives and the prospect of what was to come.

"Are you going to fix us a drink then?" Anna asked as she and Grace adjusted some of the pillows to support themselves as they lounges on the mattresses, legs parted slightly, their shaven pussies giving the men a clear view of their labia, shining temptingly in the low light.

They fixed a couple of gin and tonics and opened beers for themselves. John walked carefully over to Anna and handed her a drink. As she took it in one hand, she used the other to take hold of his erection, stroking its length a couple of times before raising herself up on her knees and taking it into her mouth. She slowly let her lips travel along it, a couple of times, sucking gently before releasing it with a smile and settling back onto the pillows. John glanced to the side and saw Grace giving Tim the same treatment.

Smiling, John and Tim joined their wives on the mattresses. Both couples took it slowly as they sipped their drinks enjoying the view of everyone's naked bodies as they talked. The conversation drifted between normal work and life to the more sexual, experiences and fantasies. The talking was accompanied by touching and kissing, between partners, cross partners, Anna and Grace. As comfortable as they all were with each other, there was an undeniable sexual tension building as they knew where this was heading but noone was in a hurry to get there.

Anna went to the side of the room and returned with a plate of snacks in each hand. As she started to take them back having offered them to everyone, walking carefully on the spongy surface of the mattresses, Tim suddenly knelt up. He ran his hands up Anna's thighs, holding the lower part of her buttocks as he shifted his body until his mouth was level with her bare pussy. Anna let out an involuntary sigh as he reached out with his tongue and ran it up her slit. Tim used his hands to pull Anna towards him as he pushed his tongue deeper between her labia, teasing her entrance with the tip.

Grace shifted over to John, leaning against him and wrapping her fingers around his erection as they both watched her husband giving his wife cunnilingus while she tried not to drop the plates of food. Tim continued slowly licking at Anna's pussy, her musky juices starting to flow as her breathing deepened, torn between tossing the plates aside to free her hands and not spilling food over where they would be fucking and sleeping. She knew it wasn't a choice really, but she was still in a form of agony, having to concentrate on keeping the plates level as Tim's confident tongue started fucking her tight entrance, darting in and out, eliciting moans of pleasure.

Grace slowly stroked John's length as his hand found its way between her legs, almost absent mindedly running a finger up and down her moistening slit as neither of them could tear their eyes away from the scene in front of them. Anna let out a sharp gasp as Tim's tongue flicked the underside of her clitoris firmly followed by a yelp as his teeth gently closed around the sensitive bean, the heady combination of pleasure and pain clouding her thoughts temporarily, almost making the plates slip.

"Fuck, yes," she half-moaned, half-whispered as her clit received Tim's absolute focus. Her eye closed as she savoured the sensations emanating from her groin, never knowing what he was going to do next. Licking, sucking, biting, everything seemed to be on the menu as Tim unleashed his full arsenal of tricks. Anna could feel her legs going weak, her whole body trembling as his relentless assault brought her closer and closer to climax, her breaths coming in load moans. Reacting to Anna's body, Tim slowed down, returning to long slow licks with the blade of his tongue along Anna's now dripping labia, keeping her on the edge for as long as he could resist.

It wasn't for long as Anna's pleading groans stirred something inside of him and he returned to her clitoris, attacking it with rapid light licks until her moans morphed into screams. Her legs buckled until it seemed like it was just Tim's hands and face holding her upright as Anna's orgasm finally hit. Her juices poured out over Tim's lips and chin as her body gyrated, unintelligible noises erupting from her mouth. By some miracle, she managed to keep the plates level and didn't spill anything as the waves of pleasure crashed through her.

As Anna's breathing returned to normal, the show over, Grace turned and pushed John down until he was lying on his back. Before he could react, she was on top of him, straddling his head, her pussy virtually on his mouth, demanding the same attention Anna had just received. John was only too happy to oblige, smiling, he brought his hands up to her arse, pulling her forwards, eager to taste her sweet nectar. Grace threw her head back and let out a deep sigh as John's tongue immediately got to work, lapping at her wet pussy, brushing against her clitoris. After what the pair of them had just witnessed, they were both fired up so there wasn't going be any sort of delicate, teasing, there was just going to be wild licking and sucking, and Grace was more than happy with that prospect.

John's tongue danced around Grace's sex, one minute trying to penetrate her like a strange shaped cock, the next pressing against her grateful clitoris causing Grace to moan and push her hips forwards desperate for more. Her hands intertwined with John's hair, leaving him in no doubt that Grace wasn't moving until she was satisfied.

Anna had put the plates back and was stood watching John and Grace, smiling at the pure lust of the scene. Still flushed from her own orgasm, John's cock, standing proud behind her friend called to her. Unable to resist the call, Anna made her way over to the couple, where John was continuing to eat out Grace's pussy with vigour, took hold of his penis and impaled herself onto it without hesitation. No matter how many times she had her husband's cock in her tight pussy, it never failed to thrill her. She paused for a moment, enjoying being filled by her husband's thick meat as Grace moaned and squirmed under the attention of his mouth.

Grace was close to her climax, John's expert and seemingly tireless tongue sending her into raptures. When she felt a pair of hands on her waist, moving upwards towards her breasts, she pictured Anna behind her, her lips stretched wide by John's thick cock. That vision along with John's busy tongue meant that it only took the lightest touch of Anna's hands brushing her nipples to send her into paroxysms of delight as her orgasm spread throughout her body.

One orgasm didn't signal the end of Grace's attention though. With the only concession to her obvious climax being a slight decrease in speed, John continued to lick her spasming pussy, not giving it any time to recover. Anna's hands fully enclosed Grace's chest, squeezing the younger woman's breasts as she rode her husband's erection, loving the familiar feeling of it sliding deep into her hot, wet channel. Grace's senses were overwhelmed as John and Anna stoked the embers of her orgasm into the fire of another, quickly building inside her.

Just when she thought it couldn't get any better, Grace felt a hand on the back of her head. Her eyes flashed open, just in time to see Tim standing in front of her, his cock centimetres from her face and heading towards her mouth. She parted her lips just in time and he pushed his erection into her mouth as far as he could before she gagged. Her screams of pleasure were muffled as her husband started to fuck her mouth while his friend continued to tongue her. Anna more than made up for it though, her guttural moans cutting through the room as she repeatedly slammed down on John's cock, feeling it fill and stretch her while she held Grace's firm breasts, pinching and twisting the nipples.

Grace was barely aware of anything that was happening anymore, all she knew was pleasure as her husband used her mouth, her friend played with her tits and her friend's husband used his mouth expertly on her sex. The exquisite torture only came to an end when Anna announced to the world that she was cumming before slumping against Grace, the two of them falling to the side until they were laid on the mattress panting and trembling with the final vestiges of their climaxes.

John and Tim lay down next their wives, Anna rolling over to face John as the two couples started kissing tenderly, hands stroking each other's backs. As she regained her energy, Anna pushed John onto his back with Grace following suit. Slowly, they left a trail of kisses down their husbands' bodies before taking their cocks between their lips. Their mouths moved in perfect synchronization up and down the erections, taking in as much as they could each time. They continued until the men's breathing slowed and deepened at which point they raised their heads, releasing their meat, moving away.

Anna grabbed a few of the pillows and arranged them in two piles on the mattresses. She beckoned Grace over and got her to lie with her hips on one of the piles, raising pussy into the air making it more accessible. Anna herself lay face down with her hips on the other pile, she was at right angles to Grace, her face over her friend's, her arse facing the men. As they started to kiss, they heard movement from behind them as John said Tim took the unsubtle hint.

As much as he loved his wife, Tim enjoyed the variety of Anna's pussy around his cock and positioned himself behind his friend's wife, rubbing the end of his cock over her arse cheeks before pushing it between her parted legs and teasing her tight hole with it. As he pushed it slowly into Anna, making her sigh with pleasure and encouragement, John was approaching Grace. Seeing her position clearly, John lifted her legs into the air, holding them against his chest with one hand as he covered the tip of his cock with her juices with the other. Without warning, John suddenly slammed into Grace, feeling her velvety sheath around his full length. Grace let out a sharp gasp as the angle meant areas that had barely been touched today were suddenly centre of attention.

Tim and John took their time, letting Anna and Grace feel every part of their erections as they slid deep into their wet holes, stretching and filling them once more. Anna and Grace kept on kissing, sharing the feelings they were experiencing, breaking off occasionally when it became too much and they needed to release a groan or moan. They both knew how lucky both couples were to have found each other and the possibilities it had created.

Tim looked over to see John's thick cock sliding in and out of his wife's wet pussy, his full length appearing, glistening with her juices before slowly disappearing once more. He loved watching John fuck his wife, able to enjoy seeing Grace being pleasured, trusting their relationship with him and Anna to make it happen. He looked down at his own erection between Anna's cheeks, shining in its own way and realised that it helped that everything was reciprocated

Anna and Grace had abandoned any attempts to kiss, panting and moaning as Tim said John drove their cocks into them. Anna reached out blindly, her hand closing around Grace's tit as Tim increased his pace, driving into her faster and deeper. The women's moans filled the room as they got louder, the men thrusting into them faster and faster, the two pussies contracting around the invading cocks, milking them.

All four of them felt their climaxes approaching, the only question was who would be pushed over the edge first. It was soon answered as Anna let out a scream of triumph, her hand closing around Grace's breast as her whole body tensed with her peak. Anna's fingers digging into her soft flesh, pinching her nipple between them, combined with John's thick thrusting cock had Grace joining Anna in her orgasm.

With Anna and Grace's climaxing pussies pulsating around their driving erections, John and Tim simultaneously felt their own orgasms building. Holding tight to their bucking partners they each gave one final thrust as they shot their thick loads of cum into the women. They held on tightly, fully buried in their friend's wife's pussy until they finished, not moving until their cocks had finished jerking. John let Grace's legs fall as his softening penis slipped out of her.

Anna felt Tim's penis leave her, his cream starting to run down her leg. She looked at Grace, lying on her back, smiling and panting and wanted a taste. She crawled over her friend until they were in a 69 position, running her tongue between Grace's labia tasting the now familiar mix of her husband's cum and her friend's juices. She let out a satisfied sigh as Grace pulled her pussy down to her lips and mimicked her cleaning actions.

Once she was happy she had licked up all of her husband's available sperm, Anna raised her head and repositioned herself next to Grace, turning the younger woman on to her side so they were face to face. They shared the last vestiges of their husband's emissions, passing them between their mouths as they kissed, the fluids from all four of them combining into one heady mix before they both swallowed. Their lips remained locked together as their hands travelled over each other's bodies, caressing the curves of their breasts and arses as the men watched.

It didn't take long before John and Tim were ready and keen to re-enter the fray (and their wives!). The sensual sight of Anna and Grace embracing and caressing each other had them both fully erect and eager. They each lay down behind their own wife and joined in the gentle stroking, kissing and nibbling the crooks of their necks, their erections pressing against their buttocks.

Anna craned her head back, seeking John's lips as his hand skirted over her breast, fingers bouncing over the nipple, Grace's hand moving over Anna's thigh towards her sex. John and Anna's tongues joisted with each other as he took her breast in his hand, squeezing it firmly as Grace's hand found Anna's clit. Purring with the attention, Anna did her best to reciprocate Grace's attention, running her finger along the younger woman's slit as Tim massaged Grace's arse cheeks.

Parting her legs, Anna reached between them and took hold of her husband's thick cock, stroking it before pulling it between her thighs aiming it towards her waiting entrance. John didn't need asking twice, adjusting his hips for a better angle, he pushed his tip into his wife's tight pussy, both of them letting out a moan as they joined together once more. Tim and Grace soon followed their lead and the four of them were sensuously spooning, Anna and Grace kissing tenderly.

John and Tim's hands closed around their wife's breasts, teasing the nipples and firm flesh as they made love to them. Meanwhile, Anna and Grace allowed their hands to ease downwards to the apex of the other's thighs, rubbing each other's clitoris and moving further down to feel their lips stretched by their husband's cock, letting the thick meat slip between their fingers.

As the men continued to fuck them slowly but firmly, Anna and Grace rubbed each other's clitoris to another orgasm for both of them, gasping into each other's mouths as their bodies responded to the pleasure, each of them contracting around their husbands invading penis. There was no resting or recovering though as John and Tim maintained their strong rhythm and Anna and Grace continued touching each other, not letting their arousal levels drop, pushing each other on to more climaxes.

John gripped Anna's tit firmer as he felt her throbbing channel milking his cock towards his own climax. The smooth ripples around his erection were delectable and he couldn't help but respond by pushing harder and faster, trying to get even deeper into his wife's tight channel. He was forced to leave Anna's breast to bounce freely as he drove into her with more force, needing to hold on to her hip as she writhed with her almost continuous orgasm.

With a final grunt his cock unleashed another stream into Anna, his hand shifting to her shoulder, holding their trembling bodies together as they shared their climaxes. A series of moans and screams in front of them told them that Tim and Grace had reached their peaks too. Anna brought her hand to Grace's cheek to lift her mouth to hers before reaching behind to kiss her husband. John's arm fell over Anna's torso as the four of them slowly drifted off to sleep after a very satisfying day.

The next morning, Anna woke to the delightful aroma of fresh coffee. She headed towards the kitchen, following the scent but found herself stopping in the doorway. Grace was making the coffee, but wasn't making much progress as she was gripping the worktop with both hands, legs trembling slightly. Anna's gaze continued downwards, observing Tim sat on the floor, back against the cupboards his mouth obviously busy working on his wife's labia and clitoris. They were oblivious to her presence and obviously trying to be quiet so as not to wake her and John, faint squeals escaping from Grace as Tim brought her closer and closer to her climax. Anna watched until Grace's knees buckled, her head tossed back in silent triumph, before she decided she wanted some of the same treatment.

John was still fast asleep, lying on his back, his morning wood tempting Anna, but it was his tongue she wanted for now. Carefully, she knelt either side of his head and lowered herself onto his face. John woke in a panic, not knowing what was happening but soon calmed down when he realised what was pressing against his lips. He smiled as best as he could given Anna's hot pussy pressing against his mouth before bringing his hands up to her arse cheeks, pulling her to him as he started licking along her slit. After four or five long firm strokes with his tongue, John suddenly held her tighter and flipped Anna onto her back.

"Go on then, stud," Anna purred as she spread her legs, giving John full access to her rapidly moistening sex. He wasted no time eating her for his breakfast, his tongue running all over her labia and clitoris. He knew all the right places for his wife, so by the time Grace and Tim appeared with coffees and pastries her thighs were crushing John's head between them, her hands gripping and pulling at the sheets as she came loudly.

That set the tone for the day which the four of them spent naked in the cottage with plenty of touching, kissing and stroking. At one point John and Tim had a cunnilingus race, challenging each other to see who could make their wife climax for using just their mouth. John won, with Anna crying out with her orgasm several seconds before Grace. After they had a drink and calmed down, Tim insisted on a rematch, but swapping partners this time. Once again, Anna was crying out before Grace after her tongue lashing from Tim. Laughing, they decided it wasn't a fair contest as Anna was obviously the horniest of all of them, a title she was more than happy to accept.

Early afternoon, Anna decided she needed a shower, ready for the rest of the day. As she soaped herself up under the warm running water, she felt someone enter the shower behind her, the erect penis sliding along her hip narrowing it down to one of two. Wordlessly, her new companion reached from behind, running his hands over her sud covered breasts, her nipples hardening immediately in response. With one hand continuing to rub her full breast, the other moved quickly to between her legs making Anna gasp and moan as it roughly rubbed her clit. Not wanting to be left out, Anna dropped her hand to her side and wrapped it around the erection pressing against her hip, wrapping her fingers around it with a satisfied sigh as she stroked it in time with its owner's rubbing of her.

Anna turned around, at this stage of the weekend she didn't really care which man it was, she just wanted their hard cock inside her, but she was secretly pleased to find John in the shower with her. She flung her arms around his neck and legs around his waist as he lifted her off her feet, his thick cock trapped between them. John pinned her against the wall before drawing his hips back and letting his erection aim itself at his wife's sex. With a powerful thrust, he drove himself deep into her both of them sighing deeply at the connection. The sighs quickly broke down into pants and grunts as he started to vigorously fuck her tight pussy, both of them pushing hard against each other as they used each other for their pleasure.

A good hard fucking was just what Anna needed to set her up for the rest of the day and she encouraged John loudly and verbally to give her everything. Too soon, but also not soon enough, Anna was digging her nails into John's shoulder as filled her once again with his cum, her orgasm leaving her panting and smiling as she clung onto her husband for support. John let her down gently and they gave each other a quick clean before drying off and rejoining Tim and Grace. Grace gave Anna a look as they re-entered the lounge, with Anna just responding with a wink. Not long after Grace decided she needed a shower. Tim didn't waste much time following her and John and Anna smiled at each other as the sounds of their fucking came through over the sound of the running water.

After an afternoon of more heavy petting and teasing, the four of them decided to save Grace having to do anymore cooking and ordered pizza. As the delivery driver got nearer Anna and Grace slipped on one of the men's shirts each, using a single button done up to try and maintain their modesty. John shook his head to himself, somehow their clothing seemed to emphasize their nakedness rather than hide it.

Eventually, the doorbell rang and Anna opened it to a handsome young man, probably on his early twenties with a mop of curly blonde hair. He tried to play it cool, as if being greeted by a semi-naked woman was a daily occurrence for him, but his widening eyes gave him away, as did the obvious bulge in his trousers. Anna took the pizzas from his insulated bag and handed them to Grace before looking at him thoughtfully.

"I think you'd better come in for your tip," Anna said eventually, enjoying the confusion in his eyes. She reached down and squeezed his erection through his jeans and whispered, "I'm not going to give you a blow job on the doorstep."

His eyes went wide with a combination of shock and fear, but his libido took over all decision making and he let himself be drawn into the house by Anna's hand on his cock. As the door slammed shut behind him, Anna immediately dropped to her knees, wasting no time in attacking his zip. John and Tim moved quietly to the kitchen where they could watch what was about to unfold without spooking the young man, while Grace took his insulated bag off him and put the pizzas back in to keep warm, she had a feeling they wouldn't be eating any time soon.

Having succeeded in pulling the delivery man's zip down, Anna was wrestling his erection into the open air, sitting back in triumph once she finally accomplished her task, admiring her prize. She certainly wasn't disappointed, he was certainly comparable to John and Tim, its purple head shining, tempting her to taste. Anna couldn't resist and took his glans between her lips, licking his salty pre-cum before slowly moving her lips along his shaft. She kept her hands on his hips as she just used her mouth on his cock, listening carefully to the changes in his breathing as she sucked on his member, drawing her lips back to the tip before swallowing as much as she could once more.

"Your friends aren't going to believe you are they?" Grace whispered into his ear as she watched her friend giving him an expert blow job. The delivery man could only grunt in reply, taking all of his concentration to try and last under Anna's attention.

Anna could feel herself getting tight and wet as she worked on the fresh cock and knew that she wasn't going to be satisfied with just sucking it. With a soft pop, she eased her mouth of the hard penis and stood up. Any disappointment the delivery guy may have felt soon disappeared as Anna undid her single button, letting the shirt fall open before pushing herself up on to a table near the front door. The young man couldn't believe his luck as Grace pushed him towards Anna's open legs, reaching round to take hold of his cock and position it against her friend's waiting pussy.

"She likes it hard and fast," Grace whispered, running her hands down his back, pressing herself against him as he tentatively pushed himself forwards, the tip of his cock parting Anna's lips.

"Yes," groaned Anna, over-dramatically, "More. Give it to me." Once again, the young man's sex drive took control and he forced himself all the way into Anna's tight pussy. "Now fuck me," Anna commanded her eyes burning with lust.

The pizza delivery man obeyed willingly, his hands migrating to Anna's waist as he drove himself in and out of her for all he was worth, losing himself in the moment with Grace whispering in his ear and Anna noisily moaning her encouragement. As inexperienced as he was, he knew this was a special moment and did everything he could to make it last, but it was a futile endeavour as Anna's irresistible sex gripped him like he had never been gripped before. Anna smiled as she saw him losing control, gasping as the first jet of cum erupted from him before allowing herself to enjoy her own climax.

"Do you know what I love about young cocks?" Anna asked Grace as his softening penis slipped out of her.

"Tell me," Grace replied as they both slipped to the floor in front of their new lover.

"It's the stamina," Anna purred as she took his whole penis into her mouth, sucking on their combined juices. He surprised himself as his erection started to return immediately.

"I see what you mean," smile Grace, taking the slowly hardening penis off Anna and slipping it into her own mouth. The young man watched in awe as the two beautiful women took turns to suck on his cock, quickly returning it to its erect state. They didn't stop there, the two of them seeming to compete to see how much of his erection they could swallow, each taking more than the other until he felt himself hitting the back of their throats as they bobbed their heads along his length. He wasn't a virgin, but this was beyond anything he had ever experienced. Two women taking turns to suck on his cock with him having already fucked one and he hoped they were getting him ready to fuck the other.

Eventually, they seemed satisfied with his state and Grace, copying Anna's earlier actions stood and undid her button. The delivery man was able to take more in this time and admired Grace's breasts and shaved pussy as she raised herself onto the table and spread her legs. He didn't need encouragement or guiding this time, stepping between Grace's legs and thrusting himself into her wet slit, drawing a sharp moan from her.

Grace raised her knees, her ankles on his hips as she let him fuck her as deep and as hard as she could. While he had just cum, Grace didn't know how long he would last after the double blow job he had just received and shoved her hand between her legs, rubbing furiously at her clit, the tips of her fingers occasionally brushing his thick cock as he drove it into her channel. The delivery guy couldn't believe his eyes as Grace threw her head back, eyes closed as she concentrated on all the sensations flowing outwards from her sex, possibly the most erotic sight he had ever seen.

That was soon eclipsed though as Anna moved next to the table and started kissing Grace passionately, her hand joining Grace's on her friend's clit. That was too much for the young delivery driver and with a heartfelt grunt he buried himself in Grace's velvety depths and unleashed his second orgasm in quick succession, still not quite able to believe what was happening. Grace held him in place as she rode out her own climax before relaxing her legs and letting him slip out of her.

Grace gave him a peck on the cheek as she eased off the table and tucked his penis back into his trousers. Anna did the same as she pulled up his zip while Grace reclaimed the pizzas and handed him his bag. Without a word they opened the door and sent him on his way.

John and Tim emerged from the kitchen as they shut the door, their very obvious erections showing how much they had enjoyed the show. They did give the women incredulous looks though, as if they couldn't quite believe what they had just done. They settled down and devoured the pizza, especially Anna and Grace. Apparently fucking a young stud gave you quite an appetite!

"So," John began, looking serious, after we'd cleared away th pizza boxes, "When we agreed the arrangements around this couples with benefits arrangement, both Tim and I seem to have missed the part where you could fuck the pizza delivery guy." Tim stood next to John, their two erections holding Anna and Grace's full attention as he continued. "We feel some kind of recompense is required. After all, how would you have liked it if you had walked in on us double teaming the maid if she had got here a day early?"

Anna's mind drifted off as she imagined a buxom blonde on all fours, her french maid style dress hitched up to her hips as John fucked her hard from behind, her pussy lips, stretched by his thick cock clearly visible. Her tits had been forced out of her corset by John's vigorous thrusting and swung freely as her mouth was forced along Tim's length, completing the spit roast. She smiled to herself as she felt herself getting ridiculously wet at the thought and knew she had to make it happen.

A cough from John brought her back to the moment. As he glanced pointedly down to his side, Anna could see Grace on her knees taking Tim's length into her mouth, her lips stretched thin by his girth. Anna took her place in front of John and took a moment to enjoy the sight of Grace working greedily on her Tim's thick cock, already shining with her saliva before taking hold of John's and running her tongue up the underside of his erection, smiling at him before taking his tip between her lips, sucking on the top inch or so before suddenly plunging her mouth down his length, taking him deep into her throat, causing him to gasp in surprise and pleasure.

Anna and Grace were soon matching each other's pace, sucking and stroking their husband's cocks, listening to their sighs and encouragement as they sought to make up for their apparent misdemeanor. As she heard John's breathing deepen, Anna slowed, sucking harder as she drew her lips backwards along John's erection making him almost cry out in frustration. She released it from her mouth and held it steady as her tongue bathed every inch of it, paying particular attention to the tip and the seemingly constant stream of pre-cum.

Grace's head, in contrast was a blur, moving along Tim's full length faster than he had ever known, her cheeks drawn in with the suction she was applying. His breathing became more and more ragged as he gave in to his wife's attention. Lost in the moment, he almost forgot the plan he and John had made, but gathered himself just in time to pull his cock out of Grace's mouth and let its thick, creamy load shoot all over her breasts with a load cry. Seeing Tim's cum oozing down Grace's tits, Anna moved to take John's cock into her own mouth, eager to receive the same treatment, but John stopped her, putting one hand on her head and the other replacing hers on his cock.

Anna smiled up at him before sitting back on her heels looking up at John, mouth open, chest heaving in anticipation. John started furiously pulling at his cock, his hand moving rapidly along his full length until the first jet erupted from the tip and fell on Anna's chin and chest before he aimed the subsequent ejaculations across her waiting chest.

"Clean each other up," John instructed, trying to sound stern, but his voice betraying his excitement.

Anna and Grace turned to face each other and took it in turns to make long licks along each other's breasts before kissing and sharing the semen they had just collected. Their kisses became longer and more lingering once they had cleaned each other fully, their breasts crushing together as they embraced. Grace felt Anna's hand running down her back and over her hip and mimicked her friend's act until they sighed into each other's mouths simultaneously as their hands made contact with their pussies. Slowly, they rubbed each other, slipping from their clitorises down their wet slits and back up again.

John and Tim joined them on their knees, forming a tight circle as they gently pulled their wife's face to their own, kissing them as their hands dropped to caress their breast. John turned to Grace and pressed his lip to hers as he continued to stroke Anna's chest, squeezing the nipples as Tim took his turn kissing her. The two women continued to rub each other, their sighs deepening as different pairs of lips constantly found theirs.

Anna felt another hand on her thigh and parted her legs slightly to ease its passage to her sex. She cried out as its thick fingers penetrated her without hesitation, burying themselves to the knuckles in her slick channel. A cry from Grace told her she was receiving the same treatment and she pushed back against the invading digits, trying to get them deeper inside her. As the two fingers started to slide in and out of her, Anna groped around with her free hand until she made contact with an erect penis. With a satisfied sigh, she wrapped her fingers around it and started to stroke.

Anna kissed any pair of lips she could find, her tongue duelling with two others at times as she pulled on the cock in her hand. The two hands rubbed and fingered her to heights of pleasure that she couldn't help but moan out loud. As her body started to rock and her moans intensified, disaster struck as the fingers suddenly withdrew and pulled Grace's hand with them. Suddenly deprived of stimulation, she glared at John in frustration.

"Delivery guy," he mouthed at her by way of an explanation. A petulant sound from Grace let Anna know that she wasn't the only one being punished this way.

John pulled Anna away from the others and eased her onto her back. She sighed in hopeful relief as his lips fastened around her nipple, sucking and licking as a hand started to gently stroke her labia. She let herself relax and enjoy the attention as he stretched her breast by sucking hard on her nipple before letting it fall back to her body. Her legs spread wide for him as his fingers explored her labia, agonisingly slowly and gently, not letting her arousal levels return to where they were.

She could hear Grace's sighs and moans coming from the across the room and let out a cry if her own as John's explorations reached her clit and he started to rub harder as he continued to suck on her breast. Her breathing started to quicken once more, her sighs becoming deeper as his expert fingers rubbed her in faster and harder circles.

"Fuck!" Anna exclaimed in frustration as once more John stopped, leaving her on the brink of climax. Her husband just smiled at her as he sat back on his ankles, slowly stroking his erection, teasing her.

That set the pattern for what felt like the next few hours to Anna, though in reality it probably wasn't more than 30 minutes. John and Tim used their knowledge of the two women to bring them to the edge of cumming without letting them enjoy the release. They kept them an arms length apart to stop them helping each other out as they were licked, rubbed and fingered, a confusing mix of torture and pleasure.

Anna's whole body was on fire, every essence of her being craving her orgasm, trembling, desperate for the release. She couldn't think of anything else, she'd become a creature driven purely by the desire for sexual satisfaction.

John and Tim lay on their backs, head to feet, next to each other and invited their wives to straddle them. Grateful for any semblance of control, Anna wasted no time impaling herself on John's hard cock, taking his full length into her incredibly tight pussy with a heartfelt sigh. She looked at him, pleading, as his hands immediately locked onto her hips, preventing her from riding him. She almost broke down in tears of frustration as she was filled with his erection, but not able to do anything to bring about her peak.

John's hand shifted slightly and his thumb found her clitoris. He pressed it against the sensitive organ and started rubbing in slow circles. Involuntarily, Anna immediately started to moan her body rocking of its own accord against John's pressure. Her full, stretched vagina combined with John's thumb soon had her on the edge once more. Anna looked her husband in the eyes, hoping, pleading, she didn't know anything beyond her desperation to cum.

Feeling herself on the precipice, she gradually realised that John wasn't changing anything and her orgasm was building. Her head rocked back, eyes closed, her mouth open in a silent scream as the first wave ripped through her body. It was like nothing she had ever experienced before, every nerve ending seemed to be firing simultaneously, almost overwhelming her. She couldn't speak, she barely knew her name as her whole being was totally occupied with experiencing her orgasm. She and Grace clung to each other, holding each other up as wave after wave of pure pleasure flowed through them.

Through the haze of her bliss, Anna felt John grip her hips, raising and lowering her body as he thrust upwards from below. His cock felt twice the size in her uber-sensitve pussy, each movement seeming to trigger another wave of pleasure. She didn't know if the screams she could hear were coming from her or Grace, she just knew that she didn't want this to end.

After a few thrusts upwards from John, she found herself suddenly being rolled onto her back. Delaying her gratification had obviously had an effect on John too as he fucked her like a man possessed, driving his cock into her as hard and deep as she had ever known, not giving her any time to recover from her huge orgasm before another was crashing through her body. She wanted to wrap her legs around him, but she still didn't have full control of her body. It didn't seem to matter though as John continued to drive into her trembling body, her channel throbbing against him, milking him.

With a grunt, John reached his climax, pumping load after load of thick cum into Anna's spasming pussy, sharing a final orgasm together. He collapsed onto her, their bodies shaking with pleasure as they kissed, a strange mix of tenderness and passion as they heard Tim and Grace finish next to them.

All four of them were too exhausted to even speak and just lay next to each other and drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, they were still on a high and kept smiling at each other as they remembered the previous night.

"Was it actually a punishment?" Anna asked at one point.

"Possibly more of an excuse," confessed Tim, "We were surprised when you seduced the pizza delivery guy though."

"You weren't the only ones!" Grace chimed in, causing Anna to pretend to blush.

"He was just so tempting," she explained, "And with how the weekend was going, I just couldn't resist!" The four of them laughed before getting dressed and putting the cottage back into the state they had found it. With final embraces they said their goodbyes and promised to sort out another get together soon.

As John drove them away from the cottage, Anna smiled as she thought back over what she felt was a very successful weekend. As her mind lingered on the previous night, she got out her phone to text Grace.

"Do you have any friends that might be up for a bit of fun?"

"I take it you're thinking about the 'double teaming the maid' comment - I had the same thought - 'that I would like to see'."

"I know, I'm getting wet just thinking about it. So, does anyone come to mind?"

"A couple of possibilities, I'll let you kno. w"

"I'll have a think too."

Anna smiled to herself as she put her phone away, already looking forward to their next get together.