As Monica sucked on Chelsea's clit, Marcia moved into her spot, sucking on Chelsea's sensitive nipple as she ran a hand through Chelsea's hair. Chelsea glanced over at Darren, but he was moving up behind Brenda who was sucking on Chelsea's other nipple, his hands going to the woman's hips as he looped his thumbs into the waistband of her bikini bottoms and slid them down her legs and off. He then gripped her hips as he aimed his cock at her wet pussy. Chelsea grinned at him as she caught his eyes staring at her, the thrill that he was about to drive his cock into another woman while still staring at his wife sending another gush from her already soaked pussy onto Monica's face.Darren continued to stare at Chelsea, their eyes locked onto each other as with one deep thrust, he drove his cock balls deep into Brenda, the other woman moaning out around Chelsea's nipple as she shoved herself back onto his cock. Chelsea grinned, running a hand down her body to Monica's head, holding the othe
Chelsea watched as Marcia slid a hand between her legs, her fingers obviously rubbing at her sensitive pearl, bringing herself closer and closer to her own orgasm.Chelsea's body still shivered from her own climax, and the fire between her legs still raged at the sight of watching her husband fuck another woman while two other ladies surrounded her. The sensations that flooded her were almost overwhelming, driving her to a point where everything felt amazing and blended together.Marcia cried out as her body shook, her hands clutching the sheets on either side of Monica. Darren kept pounding her as she begged him not to stop. "Keep fucking me! Don't stop. Oh god, don't stop. Harder. Please, give it to me harder."Chelsea watched as Darren did as Marcia begged, pounding into her faster, his hips slapping against her ass as he drove into her. Brenda was beside Chelsea, both of them watching the action, while Monica just laid where she was, pinned by Marcia's body, the bed rocking under D
Darren thrust into his wife, spreading her pussy open before him as her juices coated his cock. Marcia kept sucking Chelsea's nipple, first one, then the other, while the other two women kissed her neck and ears. Chelsea was going crazy as the sensations sizzled through her, her body squirming under all the lips and hands that were added to Darren's cock as he pushed himself into the heated core of her hungry pussy. Tortured moans squeezed past her lips as her breath came in jagged gasps, her body twisting as she shoved her ass down to meet each thrust of Darren's hips. He squeezed her legs as he pinned them against his chest, his hips slapping against her ass as he speared her with his manhood. She could feel his throbbing cock, felt her pussy walls sucking him deeper and deeper into her, his balls slapping her ass with each thrust."That's it! Fuck me, Darren. Oh god, fuck me. Harder." Chelsea would have clawed at him except for the women pinning her arms over her head. She had neve
Chelsea nodded slowly, trepidation still twisting her stomach and making her feel more timid than she usually felt.Darren grabbed her hand and started to pull her off the bed. "Besides, I get to show off how hot my wife is. They stared at that sweet ass as you walked in here; they'll be staring at you even more now with the way your pussy is glistening."Chelsea could only imagine the cum dripping from her slit. She needed a bathroom. Quick. Darren pulled her to her feet, pressing her against him as he stroked her back. "You were awesome," he said, just before he leaned in and kissed her hard. His touch was tender, his embrace sure. He always knew what to say and how to act to calm her nerves. While stepping into this lifestyle may have been her idea, Darren had grabbed a hold of it and helped her navigate the churning waters of passion. She loved him, and relied on how well he always took care of her, keeping her protected and safe.Marcia stepped up beside her, sliding a hand down
"To girl's night out!" Monica raised her shot glass of tequila into the air as she tucked a stray strand of her dark hair behind her ear, and the others around the table quickly followed suit. Every Tuesday night at Hooligan's was ladies night where the drinks were free for the ladies, bringing in a slew of women looking to cut loose and the men who hoped to take one of them home. Chelsea couldn't help but giggle as she set her now-empty shot glass back on the small bistro table and glanced around at her new set of female friends. While Chelsea loved hanging around Erin and MaryBeth when they shot pool on Thursday nights, there was a more relaxed freedom with the three around the table with her that night. Brenda, Monica, and Marcia had become her best of friends since the house party at the Ritters a couple of weeks ago, and the fact that all three women had had sex with Chelsea was a large part of their new bond. Of course, the fact that all four women were free to look at the hot lo
When they broke the kiss, Chelsea looked over and caught the gaze of one of the men staring at her. She did a doubletake when she noticed it was Peter Morgan, one of her pool buddies and the first man she had sex with without Darren sitting there watching, the only man really. That was something she needed to change. She smiled at him as she gave him a small finger wave, raking him with her gaze. She remembered how well his cock felt in her pussy and wouldn't mind more of him fucking her."Who's Mr. Stud?" Brenda asked, noticing where Chelsea was looking."Ooooo, now he's someone to take home," Monica said, waving at Peter herself and winking.Chelsea laughed. "Oh, he's definitely worth getting undressed for. He shoots pool with me and Darren. We brought him home a couple of weeks ago, and the two of us fucked without Darren in the room. It was the first time for us to do that, me fucking someone without Darren beside me, and I wanted to see how it would feel.""Oh, girl, we all know w
Chelsea led the way outside, Peter being the gentleman and gesturing for her to step in front of him. Of course, knowing him, she was sure his eyes were fixed to her ass and the way her jeans hugged her hips, so she made sure she swayed her rear, enticing him even more. With each step she took toward the outside and the dark night that awaited them, the more her pussy dripped in hopes this wasn't just a simple goodnight. Chelsea very much wanted a story to take back home to Darren.Once they were outside, Chelsea stepped to the side of the front door toward the north side of the building as she turned to face Peter. He jerked his gaze back up to her eyes, and she found herself grinning that she had been right about where his eyes were fixed. The fact was even hotter when he didn't look embarrassed that he was caught staring at her ass."So, what are your plans for the rest of the night?" she asked as she clasped her hands behind her back, her perky breasts pushing forward for Peter's
"And how did ladies night go?" Darren asked as he set the book he was reading down and gave Chelsea his undivided attention. "Did you happen to leave some poor, unsuspecting man quivering in the corner when the four of you were finished with him?"Chelsea tossed her purse on the couch as she moved over to the recliner where Darren sat and slid into his lap. "Well, to be honest, it was your poor deprived wife who was left quivering in the corner all worked up and horny." Darren looked at her, surprise on his face. "What? Someone turned you down?"Chelsea laughed, giving up her fake dramatics. "Not completely. Peter did make me come. He just didn't use his cock to do it."Darren shifted under her. "All right, now you have to tell me the story." She loved the lusty grin that spread across his face at her words. Whereas most men would be upset and jealous, Darren was turned on. When they first entered the swinging lifestyle, she worried that even though he said he was willing to try it, h