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Sex Reigns Triumphant

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by Hector My wife and I lived at the end of a dead end street. We had a swimming pool, so, occasionally, we’d invite our neighbor for a drink and a swim. They had no kids and became our regular guests. He was a large burly guy who had worked for the telephone company for most of his life. We’ll call him Garth. She was as tiny as Garth was huge. Let’s call her Lee. Lee was dedicated to Garth and believed that anything Garth proposed had to be right. “If we get him,” my wife said unexpectedly one day, “we’ve got her.” We decided we wanted to research sex between couples. The handiest way of doing that was to get it on with them. The opportunity came one balmy August night, when our kids were engaged in pajama parties and a Boy Scout field trip. We had cocktails at our place, took a swim, and then ate a barbeque in their back yard. After which, we returned to our yard to lounge around the pool and talk. Garth did most of the talking, mostly about himself and the telephone company. He wore a loose pair of oversized trunks and no jockstrap. Every time he’d laugh, his big balls would roll around in those trunks, and my wife would glance at me with a horny look on her face. We were all drinking, and my wife was loading the drinks a bit -- to wash down their inhibitions, she said. Things looked like they had hit a dead end, when my wife, not a person to be denied sexual satisfaction, pulled off her bra. She had 40D’s. When they sprung out, Garth’s eyes got as big as saucers. Now we knew he was a tit man. “There, that’s better,” said my wife. “It’s fine with me if anyone else wants to get comfortable.” I took the cue and pulled off my trunks. Lee could not keep from staring at my cock. At that moment, I noticed that Garth was getting a hard-on. Embarrassed, I guess, he got up and dove into the swimming pool. After shaking the water from his full head of hair, he hung on to the coping and stared at my wife’s breasts. We could see him only from the waist up. Now that my wife had Garth’s attention, she slipped out of her trunks, spread her legs, and aimed her beautiful pussy right at him. My wife and I knew he was playing with himself. We could tell by the expression on his face. Lee still stared at my cock, which was expanding by the second. The situation was making me hotter than hell, and I could see my wife’s wet pussy hair glisten. “What’re you hiding there, Garth?” I shouted. “Yeah,” said my wife. “We’re all friends here. Let’s see.” His excitement gave him the nerve. He pulled off his trunks in the water, turned, and climbed slowly up the steps. His hard-on stood straight out. “God,” said my wife, when she saw it. “That’s gorgeous. Why would you hide that? Bring it here.” As he walked toward my wife, Lee jumped up and went to him. She hugged him and stroked his cock. He had nine inches. That beat me by two inches, but mine was much thicker. My wife and I cheered them on as they stood necking in front of us. Lee finally worked up the nerve to slip out of her suit. She had the prettiest little compact ass I’d ever seen, dimples and all, and her tits were one mouthful and no more. When she sat down on the chair next to me, though, I could see that Garth would never get that tool of his in her tiny bald cunt. We were about to find out it didn’t matter. That wasn’t “their thing.” Garth came over and stood beside Lee’s chair, his cock at her eye-level. My wife and I settled back to watch. Lee grabbed his cock and started to stroke it with slow, lazy strokes that made his huge balls jump. Lee was actually drooling. She was nuts about that guy’s cock, and she was proving that hand-jobs was what she was all about. My wife stood, walked to my lawn chair, and sat on my hard-on. She was so wet, my cock slipped right up into her cunt. I could smell my wife’s pussy. I loved that smell. I have tried, but I can’t describe it. It’s sort of like fish, but more pleasant than that, and a thousand times hotter. Garth was uncut, and as Lee increased the speed of her stroking, I could her the sound of his foreskin as it slipped under her hand. My wife and I thought the sound was a hell of a turn-on. Garth’s balls began to slap his thighs. He took a humped position, and Lee sped up her stroking. Garth finally lost control and shouted, “Oh, God,” and began to fuck her hand. My wife was so hot, her juice ran down my balls and tickled my asshole. I could feel her cunt squeezing my cock. Between watching Garth go for his orgasm and feeling my wife’s cunt flex, I peaked and began to edge. I started grunting as I humped my wife. Lee heard it and watched me while she stroked her husband’s big dribbling dick. I edged, grunted, panted, and bucked. I was riding the plateau. This was the picture -- Garth stood on the far side of Lee’s lawn chair with his cock aimed at me. Lee straddled the chair, jacking him off and watching me fuck my wife, who sat astride my cock and watched Garth climb toward orgasm. I used every bit of my control to stay on the plateau and not go over the edge. It was great! The ecstatic moment finally came when Garth shouted, “Oh God! Fuck!” and shot his load past Lee’s chair to splatter on my chest. That did it, and I came. My wife felt my hot load go into her. She pinched her nipples and began bucking. I could feel her working up to her orgasm. The expression on her face drove me wild, and I came again. Lee was milking the last squirts from Garth’s cock while watching us with a horny expression on her cute little face. My wife said, “Yeah, yeah, this is it. This is it.” She pulled Lee to her and stuck her tongue in Lee’s mouth. I remember Lee’s shiny cheeks, all red with passion, as she sucked on my wife’s tongue. Lee felt my wife’s big tits with one hand and her own clit with the other. She was obviously working up to orgasm. My wife was holding back, trying to cum with her. Garth was stroking himself slowly and watching them. I was ready to cum again. Of the three of us, my wife was the first to cum. In Lee’s shiny red cheeks, I could see that my wife’s tongue was frantically darting around inside Lee’s mouth. With a shout, I came. My wife and I were done, and so was Garth. Lee took her tongue out of my wife’s mouth, stood up over me, and while Garth fingered her ass hole, she made circles around her clit with her index finger. My wife rose to the moment and sucked on Lee’s hard little tits. I could see that Lee enjoyed the attention. That was her turn on, having everyone watching her. Turned on like that, she began to move. Her body convulsed, and then she began to tighten up and flex. Without making a sound, she humped and squirted on my chest. Three more times, she tightened her ass, grunted, and squirted on me. Breathless, she finished up by pressing down on her clit with her second and third fingers and peeing a thick yellow stream on my thighs. My wife leaned forward and captured the last squirts of pee between her tits. It was finally over. We all lay down and relaxed. We talked for two hours after that. We talked about everything. We said what we felt, hiding nothing. At that moment, the three of us couldn’t have been any closer. It was a magic moment. Sex had triumphed again.

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