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“Get — cum — from — belly…” Freja said between breaths.

I gathered my thick, milky substance from my wife, carefully licking her clean.

“Now you show me,” commanded Freja.

I stuck my tongue out to her and the camera.

“Swallow,” she said.

I did as I was told.

“Good boy.” Freja said, turning off the camera and lightly throwing her phone to one of the only open spots on the mattress.

“And now, I am going to cum,” Freja announced.

My wife let out a muffled “mmm-hmmm”, her face fully covered by the young Swede. Eva also used her free hand to give us a thumbs up which I found very adorable.

Freja moaned and spasmed as my wife’s tongue worked faster and faster.

Eventually the quirky Swedish teen let out a loud scream of pure pleasure. She collapsed her body down and was now laying on top of my wife — her face resting on Eva’s pussy.

Freja lay panting for a moment, savoring the pleasure my wife had just given her.

Eva’s face looked peacefully exuberant.

She can eat pussy better than anyone! I thought.

Speaking of eating pussy, as she came out of her post-orgasm coma, I noticed Freja’s head began to bop up and down on my wife’s crotch.

Eva’s legs spread wider to accommodate our young friend whose tongue was now making lizard-like darts in and out of my wife’s wetness.

Eva moaned and tilted her head back.

As the women lay in the sixty nine position, I leaned back and watched for several moments.

Eva was totally spent from eating Freja — so her mouth was free.

I was totally spent from fucking Eva — but I was still horny as fuck and wanted nothing more than to kiss my beautiful wife.

I walked around the bed and met Eva’s face. We began to french kiss as Freja continued to eat my wife’s pussy.

“You taste good,” she said.

“Thanks — I think that’s your pussy and my cum that you are tasting.” I said adding, “you taste good too.”

“Thanks — I think that’s her pussy and your precum from earlier that you are tasting,” Eva replied. Adding, “to be honest, I’m starting to not be able to keep track of everything that’s been happening this morning.”

I kissed her lips tenderly and said, “that’s the fun of all this.”

We kissed passionately again and I whispered in Eva’s ear, “cum on her face for me.”

“Mmmmm, ok…”

A moment later, Eva’s body began to spasm and I knew she was cumming as she used both of her hands to lock Freja’s head down on her spamming muffbox.

The Swedish teen continued to lick my wife’s pussy for about a minute as her orgasm subsided.

She rolled off my wife and lay exhausted in bed.

My wife repositioned herself to lay next to the young girl.

I joined them.

The three of us laid in bed trying to catch our breath. I realized each of us had our own very intense orgasm.

“That’s was nice,” said Eva, “really nice.”

“Mmmm. I filmed it,” said Freja as she dug around our naked bodies and the soaked sheets looking for her lost phone.

“You were getting kinda kinky!” Exclaimed Eva.

“What you mean kinky?” asked Freja. “ I don’t know that word. Kinky, like your hair?” she asked Eva and she stroked my wife’s bi-racial curls.

“No, kinky means like a little deviant or perverted,” Eva said.

“What you mean perverted?” asked Freja.

“Having my husband lick and swallow his own cum is a little kinky,” said Eva.

“Oh, now I didn’t know. I just want to be like Porno Director!” Freja laughed.

We joined in giggling.

“I thought that what Porno Director would say!” Freja snorted.

“Well, I can’t believe Rad did it,” Eva said.

“Hey, I learned a long time ago — when a woman makes a request in bed, you just do whatever you’re asked to do.” I explained.

Eva replied: “Smart man. Happy wife…”

Freja and I replied in unison: “…happy life!”

The three of us chuckled again.

“I think coffee cold now,” said Freja.

“I’ll add ice and we’ll pretend it’s iced coffee,” Eva offered.

I stood up and said, “come on you two — it’s way past noon — we’ve been at it all morning. We need to go by Freja her fires workers!”

The women slowly began to get out of bed.

“Shower first?” asked Eva.

“If we go quick.” I said.

“Shower all three?” asked Freja.

Eva smiled and winked at me.

As the three of us made our way for the walk-in shower, I thought: God, it’s nice having our Swedish friend for the summer!

Confession: my wife Eva and I only joined the yoga studio because we wanted to fuck Meg. She was exactly my wife’s type: blonde hair and blue eyes, fair skin and a very slim body — toned to perfection by her years of yoga, gymnastics and ballet. Meg was the owner and we had been going very regularly — wearing her down with our mixture of kindness, my horrible dad jokes and Eva’s occasionally suggestive asides.

What we didn’t know was that Meg would soon be engaged to Cameron.

“He’s a total fucking prick,” my wife said angrily as she threw her yoga mat in the back seat of our car after class one afternoon.

We had just bumped into Cameron for the first time as we were leaving class. Meg introduced him as her boyfriend Cam.

Cam! I thought. The worst fucking guys in the world have annoying names like Cameron that they shorten to be Cam.

Of course then I realized my name is Radley and most people call me Rad. Joke’s on me, I guess.

Eva and I drove home plotting our next move.

“It sucks she has a boyfriend,” Eva said.

“That’s never stopped you before,” I replied as I thought back to the now hundreds of women we had secretly brought into our bed over the years — many of which had boyfriends, partners or even spouses.

“Well, it just makes things more…” her voice trailed off.

“Difficult?” I asked.

“Complicated,” said Eva.

“I thought you liked a challenge,” I replied.

“I guess I do — in some cases. I don’t know though. I got really bad vibes from Cam. He just seems like a total fucking prick.” Eva said.

“Ok, so let’s play,” I said.

After all these years my wife knew exactly what I meant without me having to say anything more than “let’s play”. You see, Eva and I are high school sweethearts, we married shortly after graduating and have been best friends ever since.

We tell each other everything. And I do mean everything !

For example, I was the one that had first heard about Spirit Yoga. I was leaving a coffeeshop and saw a postcard on the community bulletin board. It was a picture of Meg, the studio owner, doing a very intense looking yoga pose. More importantly, I knew my wife Eva would find Meg very, very fuckable.

I surprised Eva with an unlimited monthly membership and after going nearly every day, we had become full time members. It was located just a block from the local college campus and was within walking distance from our house.

Shockingly, I found myself actually enjoying yoga. My thirty-something back, which was used to hauling my string bass around to jazz clubs all over the country, certainly appreciated the effects of the gentle stretches from Meg’s vinyasa yoga sequences. Of course, my cock was grateful for Spirit Yoga too: my wife would get so horny being around all the college-aged women in their tight fitting sports bras and slinky, see-through yoga pants that we’d often fuck as soon as we got home from class. I also found that a daily yoga practice gave me more stamina and I was able to last even longer in bed.