Saturday Evening
Supper had been consumed and everybody was sitting back, replete, enjoying a postprandial liqueur.
The little witch's three-way had gone very well. We started off with her on her knees, mounted on Pete in the cowgirl position, with me up her ass and Jake in her mouth, but we rotated slots every few minutes because we all wanted a turn in every available orifice. My favourite view was when I was in the ass position. From there I could watch Pete's cock driving up into Tina's pussy, with its mass of golden curls, as mine drove in and out of her ass, with her white stocking-clad thighs spread over Pete's hips and her garters framing her ass, and still be able to glance up to see her pouty, lipsticked lips gliding up and down the shaft of Jake's dick as he fucked her face hard. When I was down in the pussy position, she rode me reverse cowgirl so I could watch Jake's cock hammering her ass from an ultra close-up position but I did not have a great view of Pete doing her face, although I could tell from Tina's sound effects that he was driving deep into her throat and she was loving it. With me pounding my cock down her throat, Pete doing her ass and Jake up her pussy, with her still going reverse cowgirl, I had a great view of Tina's wildly gyrating tits and her ass being reamed by Pete's cock but missed most of the pussy action. But hey, you can't always have everything, eh?
With the evening meal out of the way and everybody feeling replete and a little fatigued, Melanie suggested that we all take a breather and watch a movie. We all agreed, then Sue suggested, “How about we teach the guests the art of the movie micro-fuck?”
Melanie giggled. “Great idea,” she approved.
“What the hell is a 'movie micro-fuck?'” Tina asked.
“It's a sexy, but restful, way of watching a movie,” Sue explained. “The girls get down on their knees facing the television, with their upper bodies resting on giant cushions, ready to be done doggy-style. The guys mount up, but they're not allowed to give you a good fucking. They are only allowed to make tiny in and out micro-movements, just enough to keep them erect for the duration of the movie. Gently stirring the pot, sort of thing. Then, when the movie is over, we take them to bed and fuck their brains out.”
“Sounds great,” the little witch enthused. “I'm in.”
“I thought you might be,” Melanie observed dryly.
“Thing is,” added Sue, “We usually have the same number of men as women, namely Mel and me, and Nick and Jake. Tonight we've got more men than women, so we don't have a one-to-one ratio.”
“How about this,” Mel suggested. “We'll make it a shift system. It's a two hour movie we are going to watch, so we will divide it into four half-hour shifts. Each guy will have to sit out for one half-hour shift. At the end of each half-hour the guys will switch ladies, moving over to their right. The one who is sitting out will commence boning the woman on the left, the guy who was doing the lady on the right moves to the rest position. What do you think?”
Everybody approved enthusiastically, so Mel retrieved three giant cushions from the party pit and spread them in a line across the viewing area in front of the ninety-inch flat screen, while Sue brought beers and snacks from the kitchen. I volunteered to take the first rest slot.
The three girls settled themselves onto the cushions, and I took a seat on the sofa best positioned to watch both the television and the girls. When the ladies were all down with their tits resting on the cushions, knees spread wide, asses up, it was a magical sight! Melanie was on the left, Tina in the middle, Sue on the right, so it went: world's best ass, garters, gorgeous long legs in black seamed stockings and black pumps with seven-inch gold heels, and huge pussy with silky, dark-brown almost black bush; then, beautiful bare ass, garters, white seamed stockings, silver sandals with six-inch heels, and enormous pussy surrounded by a dense bush of golden curls; and finally, gorgeous bare ass, garters, seamed green stockings, knee-length high-heeled boots with buckled straps at ankle and knee, small, tight pussy and curly dark-brown bush. I rubbed my mouth with the back of my hand to make sure I wasn't drooling.
Melanie set the game-timer for half an hour then the guys mounted up. Jim slowly slid the enormous length of the Beast up my wife's pussy from behind. Mel's pussy was stretched into a huge circle to encompass that enormous girth. Jake nuzzled his cock into Tina's nest of golden curls then drove it home smoothly all the way. Tina murmured appreciatively and wriggled her ass back into his groin. Pete first gave Sue three fingers, then slipped his cock smoothly into my mistress. Sue wriggled her beautiful ass prettily as he slid home. I cued the movie via remote and we were off, or more accurately, everyone but me was off.
I must admit I spent more time watching the three couples coupling than I did watching the movie. The women all looked like they might start purring at any moment; they all wore variations on the same expression – peaceful, with a slight smirk. They were obviously enjoying the sensations of those small movements inside them as they watched the movie. After about fifteen minutes, Mel suddenly slapped Jim's thigh hard, and Jim laughed. It appeared that he had been trying to move from micro-fuck to full fuck! He desisted.
Right after that, the movie was interrupted by the persistent, distinctive ringtone of Melanie's cell phone. Mel glanced around, looking for the source, then pointed at where her handbag rested on one of the sofas and asked me to fetch her phone for her. I paused the movie and complied with her request.
“Hi, Sylv,” said Melanie as she answered her phone, then said nothing more for a long time as Sylvie talked.
“Yeah, about that. We need to renegotiate. I wasn't thinking when I told you that you could have as many men as you wanted. On reflection I realized that you would be here all day, getting airtight after airtight. So I am bringing the offer down to one man you procure equals one fuck for you. So, you say you have five more men for us, that means that you get either five straight rides or, for example, one airtight and one double-header.”
“Okay, we're agreed then. I will tell the boys. See you tomorrow.”
“Your wife sends her love and says to save some for her,” she told Pete upon terminating the call. Then, to all present, “Sylvie says she has five more guys for us tomorrow – the other three from our Play Group plus Steve's brother Brad and his friend Mike. Wendy's done them both multiple times and says they are a good ride, Sylvie tells me. There is a price tag though. The Play Group girls all demanded that they get reciprocal rights. That is, Nick, Jake and Pete have to go and spend an evening with them sometime soon, separately or together, they don't mind which. I knew none of you would mind that.” She paused to look around at each of the males, so we leered back at her appreciatively. “Yeah, that's what I thought. The other part is a bit more problematic. Wendy put Sylvie in touch with Brad, who is real eager and will bring his buddy, Mike. But their wives' price is that Nick and I, Sue and Jake, and Pete and Sylvie all go round to Brad's place for supper one night, then our men spend the night servicing Margot and Shirley, the wives. We ladies can do what we like, including fucking their husbands if we are so inclined, but that is up to us, it's not part of the deal. I agreed, but if anybody objects I'll call Sylvie back and cancel Brad and Mike.”
“What are the women like?” I asked.
“Wendy told Sylv that Steve has done them both and rates them as, and I quote, 'acceptable'. He gives them a six and a seven respectively on looks and an eight for both on performance.”
“Alright then, I'm in,” I said. “Guys?”
Jake and Pete both agreed.
Melanie grinned hugely at our acceptance. “Alright then, ladies, we have nine men to play with tomorrow. Nine!”
“Oohee!” yelled Sue.
“Yummy,” chirped Tina.
I resumed the movie and the girls went back down on their forearms to recommence their micro-fucking.
When the timer went off at the end of the first half-hour, I paused the movie, Pete pulled out of Sue and took my place on the sofa, Jake dismounted from Tina and plugged into his own wife, Jim pulled out of my wife and mounted his own, and I slotted into Mel, who was deliciously warm and wet. “Hello, darling,” my wife murmured as I penetrated her from behind, then ground her pussy back into me hard, just to show her appreciation. I slapped her ass playfully. “Later,” she promised.
The next half-hour was wonderful. Much as I love the other ladies, there is no one like my wife. Her pussy is like a silken sheath and she makes these incredibly erotic micro-movements that keep you as rigid as an iron bar, in spite of the fact that you are barely allowed to move. By the end of our time, I would have given anything to just ravish the hell out of her!
I moved over to Tina's cavernous pussy, which was dripping wet and welcoming. She moaned appreciatively as I hauled her hips back into me. Pete mounted Mel, who reached between her legs to give his balls an encouraging rub as he buried his dick in her. Jim shoved his telephone pole all the way home in Sue's tight snatch, which was stretched so taut it looked in danger of splitting, but Sue moaned happily and drove her ass back hard, looking for still more. Jake assumed the sofa perch.
Micro-fucking Tina was a unique, very rewarding experience. She has superb control of her vaginal muscles; as soon as I was inside her, she tightened the walls of her uterus down on my dick to the point where I felt like I was being gripped by a warm, wet hand. Then, at intervals while we watched the movie, she would alternately relax and tighten the muscles, which had a gentle masturbatory effect, keeping me hard without any effort at all on my part. I stuck my thumb up her ass and twirled it slowly and gently to stimulate her in return. She purred in the back of her throat. I was amazed that I managed to avoid coming before the half-hour was up.
I had to be very careful mounting Sue, in case the friction of her tight pussy finished what Tina had started, but I made it without mishap. “I am so going to fuck you stupid later,” my lovely mistress, Jake's wife, whispered as I achieved maximum penetration.
“I certainly hope so,” I whispered back. “I'm ready to go bang right now.”
“Don't you dare,” she warned. I laughed.
Jim was on the bench for this final half-hour. Jake was up Mel. Pete was up Tina.
“This is definitely the best way ever to watch a movie,” Pete said to me enthusiastically as he moved his hips a fraction of an inch to stir Tina's pussy. “I'm gonna show Sylvie this.”
“Well, when you've got her trained, invite us over for a movie night,” I suggested.
“What, I grind Mel and you grind Sylvie?” he asked.
“Uh-huh,” I answered.
“You've got it, brother,” he agreed happily.
Mmm, I mused, imagining doing Sylvie as I am micro-fucking Sue. I was brought out of my trance by a stinging back-handed slap to my right thigh. Sue's ability to read my mind could be really disconcerting at times.
“I'm right here,” she snapped quietly.
“Sorry,” I muttered. Denial was pointless. She knew.
Back on track, I ran my hands gently over her ass, then bent forward to reach around front and find her clitoris, which I began to rub gently.
“Better,” she murmured.
Her pussy was steaming hot and dripping wet after the prolonged micro-fucking from the other guys, and her small movements were enough to keep my straining cock erect in that steaming bath. In fact, I had to ask her to stop moving after a while, because I was in severe danger of popping my cork. She giggled prettily and renewed her promise to do me to within an inch of my life later. I knew from prior experience that she could do it, too. If she slipped up, at least I would die happy!
When the movie was finally over we were all so sexed up that we stampeded through to the master bedroom as a group and piled onto the huge bed in a tangle of limbs. Sue staked her claim by the simple expedient of flopping down on her back, spreading her legs wide, and hauling me in by my dick. I think I literally fell into her; I was embedded before my hand touched the bed. She brought her legs up over my hips and dug the heels of her boots into the cheeks of my ass.
“I wish I had spurs on these boots,” she mumbled into my chest.
I thrust into her hard, she thrust back with her pelvis and rotated her hips to give me a beautiful pussy grind – and I exploded like a cannon inside her. She rode it until my dick stopped throbbing inside her, then burst out laughing. I collapsed on top of her and hid my face in her mass of long, wavy, dark-brown hair, embarrassed.
“That's what you get for being so damned sexy in the micro-fuck,” I muttered in her hair. She laughed louder.
Then I heard Melanie laughing and Pete cursing. Mel called out, “You too, Sue?”
“Oh yeah!” Sue called.
Tina began giggling and Jake snarled, “Oh, fuck it!”
“It's unanimous then?” queried Mel.
“Not me,” said Jim. “But that's only because I haven't managed to get near a woman yet!”
“Oh, well, come and stick your cock in my mouth then, Jim. Let's see what you've got,” my slutty wife offered.
We all watched as Jim crawled across the bed to where Mel lay on her back with Pete on top of her, still inside her. When Jim reached her head, he lay down beside her, she turned her head to the side and opened her mouth wide, and he shoved his humongous cock into my wife's mouth. Mel swallowed, swallowed and swallowed some more until the monster was completely consumed and Jim's nuts were up against her chin. Jim managed two long strokes before I saw Melanie's throat convulse as she began to drink down his semen. When Jim finally finished and withdrew his cock from her mouth, Melanie was smiling hugely.
“Now it's unanimous,” she declared. “You are all one-pump chumps!”
All three women dissolved into peals of mirth.
“Hey!” Jake objected.
“Not our fault,” Pete argued.
“Huh.” That was Jim.
“Listen, girls,” I remonstrated. “It's all your fault. If you weren't all so goddamn sexy, and such good screws, we wouldn't be having this problem. If you tease us for two hours, you've got to expect us to go off pop.”
“We didn't,” Sue pointed out.
“Different biology,” I responded.
“Alright, boys,” Melanie affirmed. “But you better give us a really good seeing-to once you've recovered or you are going to have three very frustrated females on your hands.”
“Heaven forbid,” I muttered, then bolted from the room to get some nice cold beers before the girls could get back at me.
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“Alright, boys and girls,” Melanie began, as we all cuddled together in comfortable intimacy on the bed, men leaning on the headboard, women leaning on the men, drinking our beer. “It's sleepy-byes time now, and although we can all screw comfortably on this bed, we can't all sleep in it. So, given that we have the lucky number seven, and knowing that all we ladies would like to get well fucked before we sleep, I propose that we split into a foursome and a threesome. Agreed?” Nods all around. “Okay, so, you Titsy are the guest star here; which group do you want to be a part of?”