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Blair raised an eyebrow at my wife, then grinned. I got a great view of her heart-shaped ass as she stood up and strode toward Lindsay. I could see the tan lines left behind by a tiny bikini, and her cheeks jiggled slightly with every step.

She pulled Lindsay to her feet. “Looks like our foxy little girl has requested you.” She said. Lust flowed from every word.

Lindsay was flushed, but she didn’t struggle against Blair’s forwardness. Blair slid behind her and wrapped her arms around Lindsay’s waist, whispering something in her ear. Lindsay’s face turned a deep shade of red, but I could see a smile forming at the edge of her lips.

Suddenly Blair grabbed the front of Lindsay’s shirt and ripped it open, revealing a black lace bra and smooth pale skin. I stared at her tits and let my eyes wander down to see that instead of a little tummy, Lindsay had a full six-pack.

“Wow,” I said, surprised. “Such a sexy body.”

Lindsay giggled and ran her hands over her stomach, all sense of hesitation gone.

“The shows up here, darlings.” Blair reaches up and lifts Lindsay’s bra, along her tits to drop. They were slightly droopy but full and inviting.

Blair began to massage Lindsay’s tits aggressively, whispering in her ear. Lindsay’s eyes glazed over, and a slight moan escaped her lips.

She stopped abruptly and said, “Now, go get her.” And smacked her on the butt as she stumbled forward.

“Come to the couch, dear,” Blair says, looking toward me. “Let’s enjoy the show.”

I moved my way off the bed and toward the couch. Lindsay ran her hand across my chest as she passed. I sat down to one side of Blair and saw my wife on her knees, with tangled sheets around her. She was giving Lindsay a seductive look, biting her lip and her hands up on her shoulders.

“She’s going to love this.” Blair purrs in my ear. “Lindsay is very good with women.”

My wife pulled Lindsay onto the bed, and they fell into an embrace, the lips pressed together in a moment of pure passion. Their hands roamed over each other’s bodies. It was much more gentle than I had expected, but I still found it intoxicating to watch. Lindsay whispered something in my wife’s ear, and they giggled. Lindsay’s hand trailed down my wife’s stomach as she kissed her neck and ran her hand through her hair. As her hand reached my wife’s pussy I heard her release a little moan. Lindsay began slowly massaging my wife, and she began nibbling her ear. My wife’s hips thrust slightly as Lindsay’s fingers explored her slit. Lindsay started kissing her collarbone and worked her way down to her tits, sucking gently on her nipples. Lindsay began increasing her pace, and my wife grabbed her arm, her hips thrusting quicker. Lindsay looked up into my wife’s eyes, their noses pressed together, biting her lips and whispering encouragement.

My wife’s hips thrust wildly, and she moaned, “Oh my god, I’m going to cum, don’t stop, oh fuck, fuck, FUCK!”

My wife’s hips lifted off the bed, her body spasming. She collapsed back to still moaning slightly.

Lindsay removed her hand and licked the tips of her fingers. She smiled at my wife and asked, “Do you want to do me?”

My wife smiled back up at her breast still heaving. “Yes.”

I sat on the couch slack-jawed. It seemed like Lindsay had made my wife cum with no effort. I watched as they tumbled over and started making out again.

“Told you so,” Blair said, “she just needs to warm up a little.”

I noticed that Blair was taking full benefit of the show and had a couple of fingers in her pussy and her other hand stroking Matthew’s cock.

“That was so fucking hot,” I said dumbly. I was so entranced in everything that I didn’t even think to touch myself.

“ hush, baby,” Blair said in a sultry voice. “Taste this.” She removes her hand between her legs and slides them into my mouth. My god, I could taste her, and I wanted more.

I moved to get in position to eat her out, but she stopped me and said. “Not yet, lover, let’s keep watching.”

I sat back and watched my wife kissing Lindsay’s stomach and reached down to begin rubbing my cock. Before I got the chance to get started. Blair reached over and said. “Let me take care of you, too, big boy.”

Lindsay sat there with a cock in each hand, and her split attention did not take away from her expertise. She removed her hand and licked her palm, then grabbed my cock again tightly.

She leaned over and whispered in my ear. “I bet you want to go over there and use both of the cunts don’t you, you dirty boy.” She started stroking my cock faster. “Or do you want to fuck me instead? Do you want to fuck my pretty lips? Do you want to drive that cock into my pretty little pussy?” She reached down further and squeezed my balls hard and looked me in the eye, and asked in a deep, lusty voice. “Or do you want to shove that big fat cock into my pink asshole? Hmm?” I can’t say a word. She was stroking my cock like a professional, and the filthy things she was saying made my mind go numb

“Yeah, that’s what I want, baby. I want you to use me like a three-hole slut. I want that big cock in every hole, and I want your wife to watch. I want her to see the way you fuck me, the way you lust after me.”

I was barely hanging on. I began thrusting, and I knew I was getting close to the point of no return.

At the last second, Blair wrapped her hand around the base of my cock and squeezed as hard as she could. “No, no. Not yet there is still so much more fun to be had.”

That’s gonna wrap this one up. I apologize. This thing is turning out to be much longer than I anticipated, and to be honest, we’re probably looking at 3 or 4 more parts. Maybe once I’m finished, I’ll pare it down to a super cut on a single post.

Parts 1 and 2.

NSFW: yes

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