Robert Jenkins: Loose wife

"But what do you want us to do?" Jill blurted out.

"Just make love to me," Anne said casually. "Both of you."

"But… but I don't know if."

"Come on. Do it for me," Anne said to the somewhat younger Jill.

She reached out and caressed her brunette friend's head. Jill just nodded. She'd try. As for Hal, he was already getting hot just watching Anne undress. She had stripped to the waist. Her gorgeous tits swung free. He remembered how solid and warm they felt. And as she took off her skirt and got ready to step out of her panties, he remembered her red pussy hair, and the warm deep slit underneath.

But having Jill here made him nervous. It seemed every time she watched him fuck somebody, she got weird. What he'd forgotten was that she'd seen him fucking Sue just too many times. Sue and hardly anybody else at the parties.

"Come on, you two. Take off your clothes," Anne said, prodding the confused young couple.

Hal complied readily. But Anne had to go up to Jill and help her start. She knew this was a critical time. But if she could just get the young brunette naked…

Jill let Anne take her blouse off. "You have really beautiful tits," Anne said, cupping one of Jill's firm round knockers in her hand, gently stroking the nipple.

Jill couldn't suppress a slight gasp of pleasure. Anne had such a fine touch! But Jill was still nervous about being touched sexually by another woman. She moved away, slightly embarrassed because her naked nipple had immediately hardened.

She took her pants off by herself, and her panties, feeling self-consciously naked as she waited for something to happen.

Anne lay down on the bed, on her back. Jill found herself staring straight up between her friend's legs, at that patch of flaming-red pussy hair. She could just make out the big firm cunt-lips beneath the silky red floss. The inner labes protruded slightly, squirming from between the outer lips, pink, soft-looking.

"What… What do you want us to do?" Jill blurted.

She was half afraid Anne wanted her to touch her cunt, shove a finger up it. What made her afraid was that she was fascinated by the idea. Fascinated and repelled at the same time.

"Just touch me. Stroke me a little. Both of you," Anne replied. "Not anywhere in particular. I just want to feel you touching me."

Hal had no hesitations. He began running his hands sensually over Anne's lovely, nude body.

"Mmmmnnn," the redhead sighed. "That feels so relaxing."

But if it was relaxing, Jill noticed that the nipple of Anne's right tit responded immediately when Hal passed his hand over it a couple of times.

Jill stared at the hardening nipple. It puffed up like a little pink berry, tight and wrinkled. Her own nipples tingled a little as she identified with the other woman.

Jill had touched other women's tits at the orgies, partly by accident. In those piles of lusting flesh it had been hard to avoid. She remembered the time round Kathy had brushed by her, and the girl's big tit had shoved against her arm. How warm and soft it had felt.

Anne's big boob was only inches away. The left one, the one Hal hadn't touched yet. Jill's hand reached out hesitantly. Well… Anne said she waited to be touched…

Jill's hand closed over Anne's tit. How firm it was! Almost immediately her friend's nipple began to harden. Jill could feel it thrusting up against her palm, a solid, alive little nubbin.

"Oooohhhh, Jill… that feels good!" Anne sighed, smiling up at her friend. Jill almost pulled her hand away. But it was so nice to have her hand on Anne's tit. And – why not admit it? – so sexy!

Jill began moving her hand gently, openly caressing Anne's tit. She felt the other woman stir. It was really having an effect. But was it her or Hal? Hal was working down toward Anne's cunt, his hands stroking her lower belly, her thighs. Jill watched the redhead's legs obligingly open, baring her naked snatch.

Hal's finger slipped into Anne's deep pussy slit, pushing aside the silky red tendrils of cunt hair. Jill felt Anne's body jerk. The redhead's breath drew in sharply.

"Mmmmm. Hal… yes, that feels so good…"

Jill felt her eyes widen as she stared at her husband as he began finger-fucking Anne. Not that she hadn't seen him do that much and more at parties. But to have her own hand on Anne's throbbing tit at the same time. To feel the pleasure vibrating through the other woman's body…

"Jill, do you think you could suck, my tits?" Anne suddenly asked.

Jill noticed she was having trouble keeping her voice level. Obviously, Hal's finger up inside her cunt was having a real effect on the usually cool redhead.

Could she do it? Could she lick another woman's tits? They felt so warm and sexy under her hand. What could it hurt if she kissed them a little?

Yes she'd just kiss them.

Jill bent down and put her lips against the nipple of Anne's nearest tit. It was hot, rubbery, alive. She felt the other woman arch her back a little, hungrily pushing her jug up against her friend's soft face. Jill knew how eager she herself would be to have hot moist lips close around her own tit if they were this close. Her lips parted. Anne's turgid nipple slipped inside her mouth. It was so natural to start sucking.

"Ohhhhh… Hal!" Anne sighed. "You're making me feel so wonderful!"

A burst of joy shot through Jill's naked body as she realized she was making her friend feel good. She moved her mouth to Anne's other tit, licking at first, feeling the nipple respond, then sucking it deep into her mouth where her tongue could lash unhindered at the tightly trapped little nub.

Anne was writhing in unashamed pleasure. "I'm getting so hot," she gasped. "Jill, would you mind if Hal fucked me for a while?"

"Uh… no!" Jill blurted. Why did Anne think she had to ask? Because there was no ready cock for her? WEB, it was going to be a little strange to just watch.

Hal, without a direct invitation, scrambled into place between Anne a outstretched legs as soon as he heard his wife's answer. There was a moment's fumbling, Anne reached down to help guide his swollen prick up into her juicy cunt. Then he was in. His cock slid easily up into Anne's well prepared pussy-hole.

"Ooooohhhh!" Anne sighed happily. "Jill! Keep sucking my tit! Please?"

Jill hesitated. She would have to work her head in right underneath Hal's body. He heard Anne's request and obligingly raised his torso on stiffened arms. Now there was plenty of room, and after all, Anne had sounded so anxious.

Jill's mouth closed once again around Anne's left nipple. She felt her already panting friend's breath suck in as soon as Jill started licking the rubbery little tit-bud. Anne's hands rose, caressing Jill's head. How warm and close and sexy all this felt!

Anne was writhing and twisting, as much from Jill's tit-sucking as from Hal's big cock up inside her cunt. Feeling her friend's lush body vibrating so close to hers, Jill lost herself in paying attention to first one big, firm tit, then the other. All of a sudden her own body was racked by a tremor of delight. Anne was tonguing her right ear while Hal tongued her left! They had her tit-sucking head trapped between them.

Jill felt her cunt start to heat up. So wet already! She became more and more excited, forgetting that it was another woman she was helping make love to. Forgetting it was her husband, around whom she'd been so sexually nervous, pumping his familiar cock in and out of Anne's cunt.

His cock! Jill remembered how hard it was, how sensitive, how much Hal liked having it touched. She'd done enough for Anne. What about Hal?

Jill abandoned Anne's tits, which didn't matter much, because Hal immediately lowered his head and started sucking where Jill had left off.

Scrambling lower on the bed, Jill placed herself so she could stare straight up Anne and Hal's open legs from underneath.