I hope you enjoyed part 1 of our first group experience with Steve and Clare. Until I started part 2, I didn't realise how much I remembered, so I've continued and completed part 3 before I submitted them. I'm sorry it has took longer than expected, but as the wife and I share the same computer, I have to write this when she isn't in. As you will appreciate during the current crisis, she doesn't leave the house often. She's also not aware that I am writing about our sex life and letting everyone know about it. For those that remember, Clare and I were just leaving my wife and Clare's husband, Steve, in our hotel room. I don't think they noticed as my wife was on her back, holding her thighs wide apart as Steve's cock was hammering in and out of her pussy. As I closed the door I knew that she was about to have yet another orgasm, I hung the 'do not disturb' sign on the door, just in case. Clare took me back the way we had walked to our hotel, back along the promenade. Even though I knew I was going to spend the night fucking this lovely woman I was with, all I could think about on our way to her hotel was seeing her husbands cock pounding into my wife's pussy as we left them in our room. I suppose there was a little streak of jealousy as for the past couple of hours, I don't think my wife knew I was there. It took a good half hour walk to reach Clare's hotel, down at South Shore. It was still pretty busy with people moving about between pubs, but it didn't stop us from an occasional kiss in some dark corner. At one point, I managed to reach under Clare's skirt, probing the inside of her pussy with two fingers. I placed them to Clare's lips when I removed them and she sucked them clean of her own juices. As soon as we were in the room, Clare took me to the bed. I lay on my back, Clare next to me, her leg bent and over mine, just below my cock. Her hand was moving up and down my stomach, teasing my cock. It was already hard with Clare showing her smooth thigh and knowing how it felt, just an hour before, having my cock inside her. I couldn't wait for it to be there again, feeling her smooth, warm pussy wrapped around my cock. She unzipped my trousers and unfastened my belt and as her soft hand took hold of my cock, I could feel every heart beat flooding more and more blood into my shaft, making me harder. Clare's hand was slowly moving my foreskin up and down my cock as she pressed her lips and tongue into my mouth. My hands managed to unfasten her blouse, freeing her soft, round tits. My hand found her nipples. They were hard under my touch. Clare moved down my body. I closed my eyes as her face neared my cock. My hips moved upwards as I felt her tongue circling its head before her lips wrapped around me and lightly took me into her mouth. My balls tightened immediately at the feeling running through my body. A couple of minutes of this and Clare leaned herself up to push my trousers and boxers down. I raised my arse, allowing her to push them just below my knees. She moved onto her own knees, raising her arse next to me, her tits now loose as she again took me into her mouth. I reached my hand under her and in between her legs. Rubbing my fingers between her legs, I could feel how wet she was. I tugged on Clare's thigh, getting her to move until we were in a 69. I moved my arms until my hands were able to reach around her arse, allowing me to pull her lips apart. I used my tongue to lick the insides of each of her swollen, pink lips. They tasted so good on my tongue. Clare started moaning as she felt my tongue. Still holding her lips apart, I then took her swollen clit into my mouth. I sucked and flicked it with my tongue, bringing Clare to an orgasm, then using my tongue again to lap up her sweet juices. Clare only stood this for a couple of minutes. She moved and spun herself around until she was on top of me. Her legs were spread as she sat on me just below my cock. Clare unbuttoned my shirt, revealing my chest. Moving up a little, she raised herself up, took hold of my throbbing cock and slowly lowered herself, feeding my cock into her warm insides. When I was fully inside her, she sat still and just watched me. Suddenly, it felt like her muscles took hold of my cock tightly and started wanking me. I looked at Clare, surprised, and she smiled down at me. She was using her muscles to fuck me, without either of us moving. I only could take this for a couple of minutes. I pulled her forward onto my chest, her tits pressing against me. I took hold of her arse as I started thrusting up into her. I was going to cum and Clare knew it. I hammered into her, faster and faster. I couldn't hold back any longer, my last half a dozen thrusts spurting my juices inside her. Clare was moaning throughout her pussy being pounded. She stayed on my chest until my cock finally slipped from her. She moved her lips to mine and kissed me hard. I felt some of my juice drip down onto my cock as it leaked from Clare. Finally, Clare got up from the bed. She removed her blouse and skirt, now totally nude. Pulling me up, she removed the rest of my clothes until I was nude, too. Taking my hand, she took me into the shower. We spent a good half hour in there, cleaning each other. Clare was now clean of two lots of my juice. I dressed and went downstairs for a cigarette. I felt my phone vibrate. My wife had just text me to say she was outside. I quickly phoned her and asked how she was. She said that after we left, Steve had filled her twice with his cum. It was obvious he could recover quick. She had left him in the shower and that was where she was going once back upstairs. She knew that Steve would be ready again and was looking forward to another good fucking. I told her about Clare. I also told her that listening to her about Steve, Clare would be in for a fucking when I returned too as her story about Steve fucking her had made me hard again. I said I would text her tomorrow when I left Clare, but wouldn't come back to the hotel until she text me, too. When I got back to Clare's room, she was laid on the bed. She had dressed into stockings, complete with matching black suspender belt, knickers and bra. My cock was semi hard after my chat with my wife, but seeing Clare dressed like this, waiting for me, I was fully hard already. I stripped where I stood, my cock standing out in front of me. I climbed up the bed from the bottom. I took hold of Clare's ankles and pulled her down until she was laid on her back. Pushing her legs apart, I started kissing upwards on her leg. Reaching the soft flesh of her bare thigh, I used my tongue, running it in circles, getting closer all the time to her pussy. I kissed the gusset of her knickers and moved to her other thigh. As I moved back upwards, I gently pulled her knickers to one side. I slid one finger from her clit down between her lips. She was still soaking wet. I couldn't resist running my tongue in between her lips again, lapping up all those tasty juices. As my tongue reached her entrance, I pushed it inside, along with two of my fingers. Clare immediately clamped my head with her thighs as she came. I could feel her juices running along my tongue, around my fingers, as they flooded her insides. As her legs relaxed, I crawled upwards, kissing her stomach all the way up until Our lips met, our tongues in each others mouth as my cock entered between her smooth, swollen, wet lips. I was fully inside her in one, smooth movement, my balls pushing against her. Clare moaned softly as I entered her. This time, I was going to fuck her slowly. I had cum twice already and I was determined to last longer than the other times. I couldn't have too much juice left inside me, not at my age. I knew we had arranged a group fuck tomorrow evening, but I could fuck my wife any time. I didn't know if my wife would ever do this again, although with how loud she was moaning and groaning as Steve fucked her when we were leaving, I was hoping that it would. I kept up a gently rhythm, in and out with my cock. Every time I was fully inside Clare, she let out a moan. Her eyes were closed and I noticed that she licked her lips quite a bit. Her neck and chest was also a deep shade of red. Her hands moved down my back to my arse. She pulled me into her harder as her legs raised then wrapped themselves around me. She whispered for me to fuck her harder. I hammered into her faster. I knew I wasn't about to cum yet. Her moaning became louder. Her legs still holding me, her hands moved to my shoulders, her nails digging into me as she pulled me close and tight as again she had an orgasm. I stopped hammering, my cock deep inside her as I felt her muscles grip my cock tightly, trying to force my juice from me. I knew if I moved, she would have succeeded, so I stayed still, until I felt her muscles relax and she lowered her legs from holding me inside her. I wanted to fuck Clare on all fours so pulled my cock from her as I raised myself to my knees. She also moved onto her knees, facing me. Clare took my cock in her hand, even though it was covered in white froth; the mixture of her juices and my pre-cum. Leaning down, she took me into her mouth. I closed my eyes as my body began to tingle at the feeling of her lips lightly moving up and down my shaft. I unclipped her bra and Clare shrugged it off, freeing her tits. Then I reached further over her, finding her still swollen lips and gently massaging her clit and her soft, pink insides. Regardless of how long I wanted to keep fucking her, I knew that once my cock was back inside Clare, it wasn't coming out until I filled her again with whatever juice I had left inside me. After a couple of minutes, Clare lay on her side and motioned for me to get behind her. As I did, she raised her leg and reached between them, took hold of my cock and positioned me at the entrance, between her lips. Again I was fully inside her in one smooth movement. My cock felt the difference between the warmth of her mouth and the heat from her pussy and if I had moved, I would have cum straight away. I stayed still until I felt my balls relax, but only started pumping in and out of Clare slowly. She lowered her leg and I could feel her pussy become tighter. I reached over, holding one of her tits tightly. Again, Clare began moaning, getting louder and louder as I fucked her faster and faster. She covered my hand holding her tit and pressed my hand onto it harder. Her head was pressed back on my shoulder, her moans louder every time I thrust into her, my balls hitting her clit. I lost all control as my cock ruled my brain. All it cared about was emptying into this hot, tight, smooth hole that it was hammering in and out of. Once again I felt my balls tighten. My cock felt as though it was swelling, until finally, with a few hard thrusts, my juice emptied into Clare. On my last thrust, I felt that familiar tightening of her muscles and knew that she was nearly there, so before my cock went soft, I continued pumping into her until she, too came loudly. We both them just relaxed. I was fucked, literally and totally. I couldn't remember the last time I had cum three times in one night. Both of us just fell asleep, my cock still inside Clare, until I was woke up next morning with my hard cock inside her mouth. Along with the previous nights memories and Clare's skilful sucking, licking and wanking of my cock, it wasn't too long before I came again; this time filling her mouth. Clare swallowed most of my juice but continued sucking until I was totally empty. Clare wanted me to stay so that once Steve returned, the three of us could carry on. Although tempting, I said that I had to find an excuse that my wife would believe for me to stay here another night (for those of you that haven't yet read part 1, we left my wife being fucked by Clare's husband last night, although Clare and Steve were unaware that we were husband and wife) as she would be expecting me home. As I dressed, Clare stayed on the bed. She didn't make it easy for me to go; legs apart, one hand pulling her knickers to one side as her other played with her clit and rubbed her still wet lips. Before I left, I kissed her, my fingers finding the inside of her swollen lips again. I knew that Steve wasn't going to rest when he returned, Clare was ready to be fucked again. Once outside, I sent a text to my wife to let her know I was ready to come back to our room. I then phoned the hotel and paid for a further night and found a café for a cuppa. It was an hour later when my wife returned my text. I didn't want to bump into Steve so took a different route back to our hotel. My wife was awake but still on the bed. She had that extremely well fucked look. She was laying on her back, legs slightly apart with one bent up at the knee. Her hold-ups had disappeared. I could see some of Steve's juices between her tits and some starting to ooze from her pussy. It was obvious he had fucked her before he left. I don't know what came over me, but all I wanted to do was to put my now hard cock inside my wife while another man had just emptied his juice into her. All i did was drop my trousers and boxers and climbed onto the bed with my wife. She knew what I was going to do and raised both her knees to her chest, her still swollen lips opening, Steve's cum now easy to see. I stayed on my knees, wanting to see my cock slide in to her. As it did, Steve's juice started slipping out around my cock. Gripping my wife's thigh's, I hammered backwards and forwards into her. I didn't care whether she came or not. I just wanted to make sure that my juice was inside her with Steve's. Fucking her after someone else had was a fantastic feeling. I could feel Steve's juice's surrounding my cock, allowing me to slip in and out easily. Just as I felt my cum travel along my shaft, I pulled my wife hard onto my cock. As my spurts hit her inside, I heard her scream as she orgasmed too. Part 3 to follow