"You ready to shoot some pool?" Darren walked out of the hallway, buttoning his shirt. "I know I'm ready for a beer, that's for sure.""Almost." Chelsea sat on the couch, zipping up a pair of black boots. When she was done, she stood, and Darren could only stare, his mouth slightly open. "What do you think?" She wore the tightest pair of jeans Darren had ever seen her wear, the material hugging her like extra skin, and he couldn't even remember her owning a pair that tight, her boots pushing up her heart-shaped ass. She wore a low-cut blouse that revealed quite a bit of her tanned cleavage, leading a tempting trail down to her secrets, while hugging her curves in a way that made him jealous. "By the look on your face, I think I achieved the goal I was shooting for.""You were going for sexy as hell?" he asked, his eyebrows arched as he gave her a shocked expression. "To shoot pool? Since when do you care how the people we shoot pool with look at you?"He kept his gaze glued to her hips
Chelsea watched Darren leave before turning back to the text on her phone. I just had to tell you that I was remembering last Friday night, and it made my cock hard. She couldn't keep the grin from her face. Trevor was a persistent man. Of course, it was nice having someone chase after her the way he was, flirting in text, even sending the occasional naughty picture or two."Someone's having fun," Peter said, stepping up to the table and reaching for his beer.Chelsea glanced up at him, smiling as she took in his thick shoulders and twinkling eyes, and then wrote Trevor back. Can't wait to feel your tongue again. Or your cock. Setting her phone on the table, she turned to Peter. "Life is all about having fun."He nodded, giving a soft chuckle. "I like the way you think." He turned and leaned back on the wall, propping his pool stick against the faded paint, holding his beer in the other hand. "Too many people don't know how to have fun."Erin laughed as she shook her head. "Peter, the
"I'm sorry," Peter stared at her, obviously confused, his brows pinched over his nose. "Did you just say what I think you said?"Chelsea grinned, her ass swaying behind her in her excitement. "I did." She leaned forward and lowered her voice to a whisper. "Darren and I started swinging last week and, Friday night, a couple came over to our house for some, shall we say, extracurricular activities.""Darren lets you have sex with other men? Really?" Peter whispered, but she noticed he leaned in closer to her, his eyes still wide with disbelief.She nodded. "He lets them fuck me, while he fucks other women." She waggled her eyebrows at him. "So far, it's been pretty hot. You wouldn't believe the adventures we've had."He sat back in his chair, laughing, his hand still holding tight to his beer. Chelsea bet herself that if she glanced down at his crotch, she'd see a bulge that would make her drool. "And you're telling me this because…"She bit her lip, grinning again. "Well, I was thinking
He actually showed up. If she was honest, she was surprised. If Peter had been someone in the lifestyle, she wouldn't have been shocked that they had followed them home. Just the opposite; she would have been shocked if they didn't. However, Peter was a vanilla citizen without any kink to his person that she knew about. His showing up surprised her as much as it made her pussy soaked. She stared at him as he exited his car, picturing his powerful legs holding him up as he drove his cock into her cunt, taking her in her own home. Get-togethers were going to be so much different after this, she knew."Well, you have to admire his balls," Darren whispered to her as they watched Peter approach.Chelsea grinned. "Admiring his balls is part of the plan."Darren just laughed as he shook his head."Darren, Chelsea," Peter said as he stepped up beside them. His voice was shaky, cautious, and Chelsea couldn't blame him. Even after talking to Darren, he probably still wondered if this was a sick
Darren entered the bedroom, making sure the door was closed tight behind him. He shook his head as he started to undress, still not sure where their new path would eventually lead them, but knowing that, for now, Chelsea was having the time of her life. He loved how excited she got when enticing a new lover or traveling a new path. So far, they had plenty of new adventures, from hotel rooms with a couple to a hotel room full of horny, naked people. Trevor and Monica, the first couple they brought into their home for sex, were constantly texting them flirtatious thoughts and pictures, almost as if they were part of the couple's every day lives. The lives of the Davenports had changed drastically in just under two weeks, and now, they had a friend of theirs, one those in the lifestyle would call vanilla as he didn't have any kinky leanings, inside their house ready to fuck Chelsea. Well, that relationship will be forever different.Darren pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it into
He didn't even blink when she said it, but rather grinned, his nervousness now officially gone, it seemed. "I think I can do that," Peter said, as he ran his hands up her sides, brushing the sides of her breasts as he did, lowering his mouth to kiss her again. She moaned as his lips pressed hers, his tongue darting into her mouth, twirling with hers as he ran a hand up her back. She could taste the passion on his lips, the lust on his tongue.Chelsea slid a hand up his back and around his neck as she stroked his cock through his jeans with her other hand. She groaned even more as she felt how hard he was becoming, his manhood swelling in his pants the more she gripped it. She couldn't wait to have it out of his pants and in her pussy.Once the kiss was over, she took his hand and pulled him to the couch. Once they were seated, she wrapped her hand around his neck again, pulling him toward her so she could kiss him again. This was the thrill for her, those new firsts, a first embrace, f
She wanted his cock in her pussy, but Peter was still playing the role of gentleman, and decided he had to return the favor of going down on her. He lowered his head between her thighs, his tongue lapping at her clit as he tasted her for the first time, his hands around her thighs, holding her legs open. Chelsea moaned as she lowered her hands to his head, holding him in place as he pleasured her. The sounds of him licking her pussy filled the small room, making her honey drip even more as she wiggled on the carpet, the fibers scratching her flesh as she moved.His mouth felt amazing on her, his tongue slipping between her folds before he ran it up to her clit, pressing the swollen pearl as he licked it in so many mind-blowing directions. This was definitely worth opening their private lives up to their friends, she thought as she shoved her pussy into his face, grinding her slit across his mouth. He tongued her with a hunger she was happy to feed, and soon, she felt the first waves of
Peter stood at the door, prolonging the goodbye, telling her how much he had enjoyed the night and how great she felt. She wanted to stand there and bask in the afterglow of their sex, but she also couldn't wait for him to leave so that she could climb into bed with Darren and finish off her night. "I enjoyed my night as well," she said as she leaned into his chest, her hand holding her up. "I'm definitely not going to be able to look at you the same way from now on when we play pool." She grinned up at him. "Hopefully, you're up for more nights like this."Peter kissed her forehead, and she could smell her pussy on his breath, the aroma sending excitement between her thighs. "You can count on it." He kissed her lips, the taste of their sex strong. "See you soon.""You can count on it," she said as she watched him walk away, his ass firm in his jeans, the memory of how his flesh felt in her hands strong.After closing the door, she made sure the house was locked up and the lights off