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“Griffin didn’t like me with the boys, that was for sure.  I almost told him to go fuck himself and that I didn’t belong to him until Nadine intervened and reminded him that I was a ‘gift’—her word—and he should be grateful that you let me be with him in the first place.”

“I heard you cum, so something must have changed in there.”

“Oh, it wasn’t Griffin that had me cumming, it was Nadine!  She told her husband he was being petty and stupidly jealous, and that if he didn’t grasp what he had with me then she would show him.  I mean, the way she kissed me wasn’t spontaneous.  She must have wanted me all day!  We did it right there on the sofa of their living room.  She was like a starving woman who finally was given some food to eat, and boy did she eat, if you know what I mean!”

While telling me all this Jan was flushed and breathing heavily, so I asked, “Is Nadine a good lover?”

“She wanted me to cum at least a couple of times before she sought anything for herself.  I guess that’s a definition of a good lover.  One thing I can say about her, two things actually, is she loves to have you play with her breasts and she’s quite a squirter.”

Her obvious arousal at recounting the lovemaking was contagious.  I took her hands in mine and said, “Am I a good lover?”

She was momentarily taken aback by the question.  “Yes, of course you are,” she finally answered.

“Then may I have you now?”

Her smile was like the early morning rays of the sun.  She nodded and hand-in-hand we walked to our bedroom.  We undressed in silence, though the silence was pregnant with horny possibilities. I didn’t need foreplay, but she whispered with a smile, “A woman can never have too much cunnilingus,” so I went down on her, never thinking of who preceded me there today.  That didn’t matter to me, for I was where I wanted to be all along.  I made a few circles with my tongue, around and between her labia until moisture was met with moisture.  “Oh yes, Rogerrrrrrrr… yes!” she bellowed when I stopped playing games and attacked her swollen clit.  I felt the early tremors long before the ululating moan escaped her parted lips.

Today, Nadine wasn’t the only woman who squirted.

Her legs were high and wide as I penetrated her well-lubricated and very welcoming vagina.  Jan muttered, “You’ve… been so… hard lately, oh Roger… it feels good!  Go faster… faster!”

“You’re the reason… I’ve been so… hard… you’re so… radiant… so…”

I never got to finish because she bellowed, “I’m cumming alreaddddyyyyyyy!”  And baby was it an orgasm!  Her eyes weren’t all the way rolled back but close to it.  Her hips bucked.  Her torso shook.  She followed her initial cry with a steady moan, her vocal cords vibrating a tremolo in tune with the convulsing vibrations rocking the rest of her. 

What else could I do?  “Sweet Jesus, Jan, you’re milking me!” I cried out, losing track of how many times my cock twitched in ejaculatory ecstasy.

As we lay together basking in the glow of our post-coital sun, Jan admitted that my plan worked.  “I thought you were crazy pushing me to Griffin, like you didn’t want me anymore.  And then I couldn’t see how you wouldn’t be jealous no matter what you claimed.  But now I get it.  What we just shared was the best sex we’ve had in years.  You seemed to know exactly what I… we… needed.  The only thing I’m worried about is my feelings for Griffin.”

“I can understand that,” I said. “If I didn’t know some mutual attraction was there I would’ve set you up with someone else, if all I wanted was to watch you get laid.”

“That’s it.  I figured out today that I care about Griffin.  I won’t hurtfully call it ‘love,’ but there is something there between us.”

I thought for a few seconds, and then said, “You realized you made him jealous when you fooled around with the boys.”

“Yeah, I mean it’s not like he had a claim on me or anything.”

“But?”

“But what we’ve been doing is more than physical,” she said without eye contact.

I said, “Do you compare his apparent jealousy with me?  Like thinking his is something more?”

“You mean something more than love?  I may have doubted you for a while but I know you love me.  I’m coming around to seeing it—jealousy is insecurity.”

“I wouldn’t have come up with those words, but yeah, you’re right.”

Our lips came together and we kissed for the longest time.  Needless to say her heat translated to my renewed stiffness and before we knew it I was atop her again and sliding into her tight yet velvety smoothness.  How many times had I climaxed today? 

As the bed quaked and we came loudly, visions of next weekend in our hot tub danced around my mind.  Later, I told her that I wouldn’t steer her away from whatever relationship she wanted with Griffin, though while I was saying it I did feel the twinge of jealousy, remembering how I felt that first time.

Chapter 11

Jan

I tried to work out my confusion though it still remained when Saturday came around.  I didn’t want to hurt Roger by admitting that what I felt for Griffin approached love.  I’d learned last weekend that to me Griffin wasn’t simply a fuck buddy, thus my confusion. Competing emotions sabotaged my libido so by the time the Langmans arrived at our house I almost wasn’t thinking sex.

Almost.

Whatever her motive, Nadine took the liberty of inviting Heather.  Roger couldn’t hide his delight and maybe that was Nadine’s motivation, to get me as jealous as maybe she was pretending not to be.  Nothing like that mattered to Griffin or me when our eyes met.  Oh Roger, look what you started. 

Nadine and I had no more reservations on being topless with the men, and I guessed Heather wasn’t embarrassed anymore about her father seeing her topless either.  We fixed up some cocktails (I didn’t mind serving Heather) and fired up the hot tub.  It was clear from the beginning that Nadine and Griffin wanted to double-team me.   Perhaps they’d been boosting their arousal all week thinking and talking about it.  Heather was once again the wild card.  Did they plan this with her?  After all, part of the ‘compact’ was that Roger got to watch, and that would mean sex openly in front of their daughter.  Heather had to be part of the plan.

“Those nipples have to be the most fantastic I’ve ever seen,” Griffin said to me as soon as we’d settled into the tub.

“Just seen, or touched too?” I asked as I jiggled my tits closer to him.

He voted with his fingertips, tweaking my nipples and making them stand out even more.

As Nadine and Griffin began to touch me, I heard Heather say to Roger, “I’m not sure why you want to watch this.”

Roger answered, “Well, maybe since it’s your parents it might be less of a turn on, but imagine otherwise and look at Jan like I do.  Look how she’s already aroused.  How fast they got her there.”

He was right, the Langmans were already taking turns inside my bikini bottoms and I was hot over and above the temperature of the water.

Heather said, “I can’t watch this.”

Roger said, “C’mon, your folks don’t seem to mind you seeing them, so don’t run away.”  Then I heard him say, “Hell, I’m going to enjoy the show” as I heard splashing water.  He must have pulled off his shorts.

“You’re weird.” She said to him.

As Griffin pulled off my bottoms and Nadine took her own off, I felt for Griffin’s cock and wasn’t disappointed in his rigidity.  I heard Roger say to Heather, “You can be like that, but you don’t fool me.  Why did you come?  You knew this would happen.  You’re not that naïve, especially after last weekend at your house.”

I didn’t hear an answer.  Griffin’s shorts were off by then.  He took me into his arms and kissed me while his wife still worked on my clit.  When our lips separated he whispered, “Let’s do it.”  The three of us climbed out of the tub and proceeded to a mat that we have in the corner of the sunroom.  I was in so much of a hurry I fell to my back and pulled Griffin in between my quivering thighs.  Griff began fucking me missionary while Nadine straddled my face.  My tongue met wetness not from the tub.  I caught glimpses of Nadine’s huge tits bouncing as her husband nailed me good.  I knew it wouldn’t take me long to orgasm.

“Damn it, I can’t take this anymore.”  It was Heather, and so I figured she was disgusted with seeing her parents having sex.  The immediate increase in the sound of splashing water told me I was wrong.

Nadine interrupted her “Yes, yes, yes, yes…” mantra with “Oh God, doesn’t she look great like that,” as I heard the first of Heather’s moans.

For his part, Griffin’s mantra was, “Jan, you’re so beautiful… so hot… so beautiful…” as he fucked me faster and faster.  When I started to climax my cries were stifled by Nadine’s pussy.  Griffin had no such encumbrance as he declared to the neighborhood that he was cumming.  Griffin’s orgasm must have been his wife’s trigger, for no sooner had Griffin stopped ejaculating deep inside me then Nadine creamed into my gaping mouth.

By the time the three of us shifted our attention back to the hot tub Heather and Roger were sitting as they had before, albeit with big grins.  When Nadine asked her daughter what she’d done, Heather laughed and said, “Roger may be on to something.  This watching thing is a turn on, even if you are my parents.”  She chuckled again before adding, “I think it’s great to see how hot you guys can be at your age.”  We all laughed at that one.  Roger and Heather exited the hot tub, and along with Nadine went into the main part of the house, ostensibly to refill their drinks.  Griffin and I stepped back into the tub.

“Are you enjoying me?” I asked him coyly.

“Jan, oh Jan, you’re the hottest, but dammit, I want you all to myself, which is difficult with Roger wanting to be there and my wife horning in on you.”

“I think I understand, Griff,” I said.  “You have to understand though that I’m married to, and love Roger.  I like you a lot, and love my time spent with you.  You just need to realize that what we have is an extra, something to cherish for what it is.”

“That’s my problem.  I don’t know what ‘it’ is.  How do I categorize what that ‘extra’ is?  You’re telling me I can’t fall in love with you but perhaps I already have.  So does Roger come with the package?  Will he be there ogling every time we make love?”

“He doesn’t ogle, and besides what about Nadine?  And Heather for that matter?”

“Nadine will have no problem if we take our relationship to the next level.  She has her lady friends.” 

His hands were caressing me while we talked, and it was having the expected effect.  I said, “So, on your end we’ll call it an open marriage.  Well, that might be fine and dandy for you and Nadine but that implies Roger and I would want the same, and we don’t.”

“Therefore all I am to you is a fuck buddy, a friend with benefits, one of which is to provide your husband with his voyeuristic jollies, right?”

“Yep, that’s it,” I said sarcastically. “My fuck buddy… so why aren’t you fucking me… now?”

He took me, not quite in the water yet not quite out of it either.  This wasn’t one of those R-rated movie roll-arounds.  This was acrobatic sex at its rawest, the kind producing more grunts than moans. There was no ramp-up; I was cumming, and kept cumming in one long, glorious orgasm.  My vulva was convulsing so much I never felt him cum.  My only sign was his momentary pause as he was at his deepest within my throbbing vagina.  Then he went back to pounding into me without wilting, and I began to cum again.

We learned two things from this round: one, being willing and able to turn into rutting animals didn’t prevent us from being sore afterwards; and two, we provided a great show to three horny individuals who just happened to be watching.

Chapter 12

Roger

When Heather said she couldn’t take it anymore, I thought she meant watching her parents having sex with my wife.  Instead it was the
watching
she couldn’t take any more of.  Of course I was already rock hard from the sex show happening close by.  I didn’t know she was equally aroused from the voyeurism until she uttered what she did and straddled me.  She must have been extremely lubricated since even underwater she slid down and enveloped my shaft to my balls without much effort.

I whispered, “Watching them got to you too?”

She didn’t answer me, although her closed eyes and frantic up-and-down motion spoke for her.  I was in awe that this hot young thing was fucking me with such wild abandon.  Her orgasm came quickly, which was a relief since I knew I wasn’t going to last given her velvety tightness.  She obviously wasn’t thinking protection so it was up to me.  “I’m gonna…pull out…” I muttered.  I lifted her off of me even as she kept bouncing, setting her back down so my cock was in her ass crack as I shot my load.

“You didn’t mind, did you?” she said mischievously as we relaxed in the tub afterwards.

“You’re everyman’s dream, Heather.  Why would I mind?”

She said, “I don’t think I’m fertile right now but thank you for thinking about us not using a condom.”

“It wasn’t easy.”

“So, you liked it?”  Another mischievous grin.

“How could I not?”

“Am I better than your wife?”

“Let’s not go there, okay?  Jan and I are … special.”

“You get off on watching her fuck my dad.  What about if you were watching me?”

“With your dad?”

“No silly, but I’ll have to tell you a secret someday.”

Oh-oh.  Incestuous images flooded my mind although I kept my mouth shut.  I figured she’d tell me in time, especially if our little romp here wasn’t a onetime deal.  Watching her?  I wondered what images were in
her
mind.

The threesome folks all climaxed and then turned their attention to Heather and me.  Right away Nadine asked her daughter, “What have you two been up to?”

Heather responded by saying that she agreed with me and that watching was arousing, adding “Even if you are my parents.”  She then added a comment about how hot they were for their age, and that had me thinking of incest again.

One look at Jan told me she wasn’t finished with Griffin, so Heather and I climbed out of the hot tub, and followed by Nadine walked into the house.  There was something surreal about the three of us casually naked and sitting around my living room.  While I took drink orders, Nadine point-blank asked Heather if we’d used a condom.  When Heather told her I’d pulled out, Nadine smiled and said to me, “That must’ve been difficult.”