The shower was lovely and hot. John took his time soaping Kirsty’s body. Working from her neck, slowly down her back and over her legs to her feet. Then he slowly worked back up her front. She was feeling slightly sore in her pussy, and her ass - not uncomfortably so - just in a ‘well fucked’ kind of way… Sort of like after their 2 week honeymoon in Costa Rica. They had barely left the beachside cottage - and when they did, it didn’t necessarily stop their sexy time. She smiled to herself, remembering some of their more adventurous exploits.
She looked over at Steve, he was sitting on the tiled bench under the second shower head, slowly wanking his semi-hard cock, although she couldn’t tell if he was watching her or John. She turned around and grabbed the shower gel. Squirting some into her hands, she lathered John. Working her way down his body. She made sure to keep her legs as straight as possible, giving Steve the perfect view of ass and pussy from behind. While bent over, she used a soapy finger to run along the length of her pussy lips, and over the tight little entrance to her ass. Just to make sure everything was clean - definitely not to tease him a bit!
She was cleaning John’s cock - it was getting harder now, and she used the soap to lubricate her hands as she worked his foreskin back and forth. He was holding her tightly, and kissing her mouth, rocking his hips. She knew how much he enjoyed her handjobs - almost as much as he enjoyed when they did anal!
She slowed her hand and announced that she thought they were probably clean enough. ‘Not all of us’ said John, as he walked over towards Steve. Kirsty watched thoughtfully. When they’d discussed tonight, and the fact that she wanted to include another guy, John had been quite hesitant. She knew how much he loved her, and that his reluctance was more to do with how he might feel about watching her fucking another guy than the fact that he didn’t want her to enjoy herself.
They’d set some rules and boundaries. They had a few safe words with different meanings. There was one that would stop the entire night in its tracks - and while he had promised to use it only as a last resort (and her too, although it was MUCH less likely that she’d use it!) she had also promised to adhere to their agreement.
There were ‘lesser’ words that would do things like stop the current activity, or create a ‘time out’ for a conversation etc. The one thing that John had been VERY clear on however, was that whilst he was willing to ‘share’ Kirsty with the other guy, it was for the purposes of fulling her fantasies and making sure she was completed satisfied – as well as turning him on. He wanted NO physical contact between the 2 guys.
So, she was slightly shocked when, in the tub, John had stroked Steve’s cock, and was even more shocked to be watching him walking over to Steve, with the shower gel in his hand. He poured some into his hands and rubbed them together, making them sudsy. Steve stood up and looked John in the eye, then turned around so that he was facing Kirsty, his back to John.
Kirsty watched as John’s hands started rubbing the suds into Steve’s shoulders, and across his chest. While fit and not at all overweight, he wasn’t as big as John, and didn’t have the same muscle structure… Still, he was pretty damn hot anyway. Kirsty sat back on the tiled bench under her side of the shower, with the warm water cascading down over her.
As sore as her pussy and ass were, and sensitive as her whole region was feeling (especially her swollen clit) she HAD to touch herself watching this. She was gently circling a finger around her clit, using her other hand to pinch and pull her nipples.
She watched as John moved his soapy hands around in circles on Steve’s chest, and gasped a bit as he pinched one of Steve’s nipples. Steve was staring at her, and over his should she realised John was too. He smiled a bit and ran his hand down over Steve’s abdomen, stroking the very bottom of his belly, letting his fingers brush past the very point where Steve’s cock attached to his body.
John was feeling quite turned on. More than he could have imagined. He’d always had an interest in voyeuristic fantasies, and enjoyed the thought of people watching him fuck Kirsty, or Kirsty watching him fuck another woman, and getting off on it. He never thought he’d be touching another man for her pleasure though - and judging by the way she was playing with her clit and nipples, and the moans coming from her, she was definitely feeling pleasure!
Hearing her moans, and watching as she moved one hand from her boobs to join the other at her pussy, pushing a couple of fingers slowing in while still using the first hand to gently circle around her now VERY swollen clit was making him hotter too. He had a full hard on, and it was pressing against Steves back.
Steve reached around and took hold of John’s cock.’You DID do this for me in the tub, so I kind of owe you’ he said, looking back over his shoulder to John. John wasn’t sure what to think and feel. He did love a handjob. He loved the direct control of pace, grip, length of movement, pace. It was the most perfect way to get satisfaction. As Steve was starting to wank John, he let let his own hand move lower and circle Steves cock. While the feeling was familiar, it was also strange. The cock was longer and a bit thicker than his own - and the foreskin was much looser, his own being extremely tight since puberty.
He was moving his hand back and forwards now, pulling Steves foreskin over the head of his cock. Steve was matching his rhythm and John was enjoying the sensation. Even more, we has enjoying watching Kirsty’s hands. By now she had matched the 2 fingers in her pussy with an additional one in her ass, and the hand that had been slowly circling her clit was now moving across it at speed.
Kirsty was moaning out loud, she could hear herself. She could also feel all the juices flowing out of her pussy. She was using them to coat her ring finger and slide it in and out of her ass, while her index and middle fingers were cupped into her pussy. She loved the affect this had on her. She loved feeling full.
She had enjoyed watching guy on guy porn for years, but had never expected to see it live in front of her - and definitely not with John taking a leading role. They’d had a GREAT sex life upto now - he was SO accommodating and not at all selfish. She usually lost count of the number of times he made her cum every single time they ‘got down to it’. He seemed to live for her pleasure!
Watching him give Steve a handjob, and having his own cock pulled was something she never expected, but it was definitely doing it for her - and felt herself loving him just a bit more for bringing her this experience.
John could feel himself getting closer to an orgasm. The handjob, and watching Kirsty fingering herself, knowing that what he was doing was bringing her such pleasure, was getting him off. But he’d come twice in the last hour or so, and would probably last a bit longer yet.
He reached his other hand around Steve and started cupping his balls. Running them through his hands while he slightly increased the pace the of his wanking. Then he had an idea. He thought about it for a round 30 seconds. He couldn’t take too long, as Steve was eying pretty close he reckoned….
He turned Steve around, so that they were facing each other, sideways on to Kirsty They were wanking each other, and Kirsty had a perfect view of both cocks, each with the other man’s hand on it. Could this shit get any hotter, she wondered to herself! She was basically cumming constantly at the moment. Wave after wave crashing over her. She wouldn’t be able to even crawl tonight, let alone walk.
John looked to his right, straight into Kirsty’s eyes. She was shaking and mewling. Her legs in constant movement, her ass hole and pussy quivering and spasming constantly. He could see the movement from where he stood.
‘Time to REALLY give her a show’ he thought to himself. He winked at her, and while smiling at her confusion, he quickly dropped to his knees. He didn’t give himself any time to think about it and simply took Steve’s cock into his mouth. It wasn’t as strange as he might have thought. He could taste the pre-cum, and was used to that from kissing Kirsty after she’d sucked his own cock.
He started bobbing his head back and forward, using his tongue on the very head of Steve’s cock, and a hand to pull the foreskin back and forward. He kept glancing to his right, and saw that Kirsty had basically frozen in place. One hand full of fingers inside herself and the other stopped midway through rubbing her enormously swollen clit…
‘WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK’ she thought to herself. Is this even John? She was watching her gorgeous, sexy and unbelievably amazing husband suck another man’s cock. She had definitely had fantasies about this very thing, although not shared them. She realised she had stopped playing with herself.
She reached over to the big washrag that they’d placed in the bathroom and got out the tube of lube and a couple of toys. She clamped her nipples and lubed up her hands, running it over her clit, into her pussy and all over and inside her ass. She didn’t need too much lube, as her own juices were always thick - and there was generally plenty of it!
That said, they’d been touching and fucking for nearly 2 hours at this stage, and she was grateful for the additional soothing coolness. She inserted the vibrating butt plug into her ass, and loved the gentle vibrations deep inside her - it was a strange sensation, not as direct as clit play but seemed to turn her on even more in a weird way.
She started fucking herself with the thick glass dildo that stretched her pussy in a sumptuous way and was rubbing her clit with her other hand. As nice as the DP had been (and it was MUCH sexier than the toys!) it just couldn’t match the actual physical feeling of her current setup. That’s one of the things that made her and John such a great fit. They both understood that sex is a whole mixture of things - some physical, some sensory, some mental and some emotional. A perfect sex life encompassed all of the different aspects, in different ways and at different times.
John was sucking and wanking Steve, and could taste an almost constant stream of precum now. It wasn’t completely awful, but he also didn’t know exactly what to think and feel about what he was doing. He wasn’t getting any direct pleasure from it (it wasn’t HIS cock being sucked after all!), but he could see EXACTLY the effect he was having on Kirsty. She looked like she was literally in heaven!
He knew Steve was about to cum, so decided to make this as good as it could be - for Steve AND for Kirsty. He took Steve’s cock out of his mouth, and inserted 2 fingers into Steves arse, starting to massage deep inside, right on his prostrate. At the same time her started wanking in long firm strokes and running his tongue all over the swollen red head of Steve’s cock.
‘Ooooooooo shittttttttttt’ shouted Steve, and started pumping gallons of cum all over Johns hand, face, tongue and chest. John just kept pumping his hand back and forth and watched Kirsty’s legs lock solid.
Kirsty had NEVER felt anything like this before…. She felt that hr entire body had gone into a spasm. Her vaginal wall, and sphincter muscles spasmed so hard that both the glass dildo and the buttplug were expelled.
Her legs cramped back towards her like a frog and she screamed at the top of her lungs. She was screaming over and over while her fingers ran around her clit. Her entire body, from her toe nails to the tips of her hair were just TOO sensitive.
She watched as John took has hands away from Steve’s cock, and from up his ass. He turned his face upto the spray from the shower and washed all the spunk from his face, hands, chest and stomach.
‘It’s about time you got taken care of’ said Steve, and knelt down to start sucking John’s cock. ‘Wow’, this feels pretty good he thought.
Steve looked at John, then at Kirsty. He took the shower gel, and made his hands soapy and slippery. Then he started giving John the BEST handjob. John could feel himself getting close already, and started pushing his hips and groaning out loud.
Steve turned around and leant over the bench. ‘Cum inside me’ he said. ‘I want to feel your hard cock in me’.
Kirsty couldn’t believe this. Would he do it? She moved forward on very shaky legs, and took his cock in her hand. ‘You can always cum inside ME if you want to?’
John moved her slightly so that he could kiss her mouth, and put his arms around her. While holding her tightly, he pushed his cock into Steve’s arse. It was surprisingly good. He loved the hot and tight feeling.
Kirsty was watching his cock slide back and forward - disappearing into Steve’s arse. John was alternating between kissing her and watching his own cock.
‘IIIIIIIIIIIIIIII’m I’m gggggggggggggoing to ccccccccccccccuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmm’
Kirsty quickly dropped to her knees, grabbed John’s cock and sucked it into her mouth. She could taste a whole host of different flavours but didn’t have time to really think about them before John’s cum was flooding her mouth and pouring down her throat.
She kept sucking, kept swallowing and kept moving her hand back and forwards on his cock.
She was sore and aching from tip to toe, and she wasn’t sure she would EVER want to have her pussy or clit touched again, but at the same time she felt completely sated and at peace.
After a few moments of quiet, John turned the showers off and handed out the big fluffy white towels. He wrapped Kirsty, and gently patted her dry. Then he led them all to the bedroom, and they lay down on the bed together.
