Hardcore

Keywords: at, the, Beach, House, A,

"If it's anything like what I've been imagining for the last hour, baby, it would be mind-blowing." Her expression relaxed into a loving smile, and she squeezed my hand. "But there's still Carmen," I said.

"You know that wedding she and I went to last month down in Connecticut?" Rick asked.

"The one where you got propositioned?" I replied. "Carmen told us about that." She and Rick had gone back to the hotel bar for a nightcap with two older married couples they'd met at the reception. Soon, hints were being dropped by one of the couples about moving the party up to their room and getting more friendly. Carmen and Rick had politely declined.

"Did she by any chance mention what she told me when we'd gotten back to our room?"

"No, I guess not," I said. Allie shook her head.

"Carmen said, and I quote, 'God, we didn't even "know "those people. It wasn't as if it was people we felt really close to who were suggesting it. You know, like Tony and Allie.'" Rick paused a moment, then went on, "I don't think we'd have a problem getting her to understand. In fact, I bet she'd be sorry she'd missed out on it."

Again, we were quiet as we thought about what we should do. Now, thanks to Rick's revelation, the image that kept racing through my mind was of Carmen: I saw her coming toward me, unbuttoning the last button of her crisp, white uniform. Under it, she was naked. All the boundaries were dissolving that night.

"You know, I think Rick's right," said Allie softly, breaking the silence. "I'd like to do it." It was if she'd made the decision for us all. She stood, and offering us each a hand, pulled us gently to our feet, and into a tight, three-way hug. "My two sweet, sexy men . . ." she purred. "Let's go see if we all fit on that big bed upstairs."

"Just promise me I don't have to kiss Tony," Rick said, as he and I followed Allie toward the stairs. He sounded nervous, but not about that.

"Don't worry," I said, feeling just as nervous. "If we haven't done it by now, there's no point in starting."

"Goody," said Allie over her shoulder. "More for me!" She didn't sound a bit nervous.

***

The half moon hanging outside the bedroom window gave us just enough light. As she led us across the threshold, Allie pulled her t-shirt over her head, and tossed it aside. She had been braless, naturally--she hardly ever wore one. A moment later, the rest of her clothes were lying on the floor beside the t-shirt. It was plain from the sizable wet spot on her discarded panties that she was more than ready for this. She turned, and faced us in the pale moonlight.

I don't know how long Rick and I stood there, hearts racing, transfixed by her loveliness. Allie's eyes were sparkling as her gaze moved from one of us to the other. Her lips were parted slightly and she was breathing as if she'd walked up a bunch of stairs, not just one flight. Her body was all moonlit curves and shadows, and as I watched her breasts rise and fall, her nipples looked as big as cherries. In the dark cleft between her thighs, I thought I could see the tiniest glimmer of moisture reflecting the dim light.

Allie raised her eyebrows questioningly. "So . . .?" she said.

Rick and I hastily pulled off the few clothes we were wearing. We were both spectacularly erect. Allie came up and put her arms around me.

"This is O.K., right? Tonight, I love you both, but tomorrow and every other day, I wake up with "you"."

I nodded my agreement and gave her a reassuring kiss, then released her and gently nudged her toward Rick. He reached out and gathered her in.

And there she was, my devoted wife, naked and heart-stoppingly beautiful, with her arms around another man's neck, her tongue in his mouth, her breasts squashed against his chest. I knew he was feeling her swollen nipples pressing into him, and she was feeling his thick cock. I watched his hands slide up and down her back and over the swell of her fine buttocks, grasping them and pulling her even closer.

After a minute or two, she broke away and came back to me, taking my face in her hands, and kissing me hungrily. "Still all right?" she whispered.

"Oh, yes." I slid my hand up the inside of her thigh and cupped her furry pussy. She was so wet. I took my hand away and licked it--she tasted delicious. I smiled at her.

"Go ahead," I said. "Love him. Excite him."

Allie turned to face Rick, and looking into his eyes, circled the head of his straining penis ever-so-lightly with the tip of one finger. He shivered. Just as lightly, she traced his formidable length with her fingertips, down, then back up again, then she wrapped her fingers around him. Rick reached out to touch her breasts, but he was too late: sinking to her knees, Allie took his cock into her mouth.

I watched her greedily fellate him, her lips and tongue busy at the head, while her hands stroked his shaft and caressed his balls. It was such an amazing, dreamlike sight--Allie kneeling in the moonlight, doing this with someone else. I moved up beside him, and rubbed my cock against her cheek. She took it in her hand, gave Rick one more lick, then started sucking me, as she continued to masturbate him with her other hand.

Allie went back and forth from one of us to the other, eagerly stroking and licking and sucking. Sometimes my arm or hip would brush against Rick's, skin against skin. It felt weirdly pleasant--not sexual at all, more like companionable. All our sexual energy, his and mine, was focused on Allie and her warm, talented mouth.

"Let's get into bed," I said eventually. I wanted to taste her again; I wanted Rick to taste her.

Allie rose to her feet, and hugged us both, the way she had downstairs, but this time, Rick and I took turns giving her intense, messy kisses, while our hands were all over her--me fondling her breasts, and Rick exploring between her legs.

"Oh Jesus, you guys," she moaned, "this is incredible!"

We went at it a little longer, then Allie pulled away and sat at the end of the bed. I gently pushed her knees apart and knelt on the floor between them. We exchanged carnal looks.

"Time for a snack," I explained.

She giggled. "Be my guest."

"Rick, too."

"God, yes!" she said.

Lifting her ankles to my shoulders, Allie lay back on the bed, putting all of her ripe, moist vulva on magnificent display. I gave it a lingering kiss, then licked it from bottom to top, savoring her sweet pungency. I parted the fuzzy, swollen, outer lips and began to tease her engorged little clit with my tongue, as I slid a finger into her slippery vagina. She gasped, and opened her legs wider, pushing her pelvis up to meet me.

The bed rocked as Rick climbed on and nestled in beside her. He put his hand on her cheek and turned her face to his. They kissed deeply for a moment, then he broke it off, and began to nuzzle his way down to her throat, and further on, to her breasts. His lips closed over one nipple as he took the other between his fingers. With her free hand, Allie groped for his cock.

I was tonguing her clit faster now as Rick ministered to her sensitive nipples. Allie started to moan softly. She was juicier than ever. Knowing she was getting close, I slid a second finger into her and found the magic spot she'd guided me to the first time we slept together. Her legs tightened around my neck, and her back arched. "Ahhhh . . . yes, that's it . . . "do it"," she panted. I took her clit between my lips and sucked hard. ""YES"!" she cried, and the first orgasm of the evening swept over her. For a long minute, her thighs clenched my face in rhythm with her spasms, then she gradually relaxed.

"Wow!" Allie said, as she tried to catch her breath. "I mean, "wow". I think I need to cool it for a second." Rick raised his head from her breast and she gave him a peck on the nose. She lifted her legs off me and scooted up in the bed. Rick moved up with her and began to stroke her belly. He was still rock-hard, as was I. Allie looked down at me mischievously. "Hey, husband, what are you doing on the floor? Why don't you come get comfortable with me and my lover?"

I stood, peered at them lying there, and clutched my chest. "Oh god, no!" I exclaimed. "My wife! My best friend!"

"Asshole," chuckled Rick. "Get up here."

I climbed onto the bed next to Allie and leaned back against the headboard. A few strands of her hair were sticking to her damp forehead; I reached down and brushed them away. She grabbed my hand and kissed each of my fingers, spending a little extra time on the ones that had been in her--some nights, she loved to taste herself.

"Pretty nice so far, right?" I said.

"Very, very nice," agreed Rick.

"And we're just getting started," said Allie.

Rick had gone from stroking her belly to playing with her pubic curls. As his fingers approached her pussy, her legs opened invitingly--rest time was apparently over. He slipped his middle finger between the lips, and began to slide it back and forth over her clit and the snug entrance below. Her hips twitched.

Rick looked at me. "So you think I should have an appetizer before the main course?"

"You'll never regret it," I said. "But wait." I put my hands under Allie's shoulders and helped her sit up, then slid behind her, with my legs straddling her. "Lie back against me," I whispered. "I want to hold you while you guys do this." She wiggled her hips back so that we were spooned together, half-reclining against the headboard. I nuzzled her ear, and cupped her breasts in my hands. "All set," I said to Rick.

Allie pulled her knees up and parted them, giving Rick the same wondrous view of her pussy that she'd given me earlier. "Oh, Allie . . ." he said; lowering his face to her crotch, he began to work on her with his lips and tongue. Meanwhile, I was caressing her breasts, moving from the soft smoothness of her skin over her rough areolae to the hard peaks of her nipples, then back again.

Keywords: at, the, Beach, House, A,

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