Two days after that unforgettable evening when Marry experienced her first double penetration, we all decided to take a trip to the beach together.
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Marry and Ben were wonderful with our kids, and the day was filled with laughter as we played in the sand and swam in the cool water. The hours slipped by too quickly, and not wanting the day to end, we invited Marry and Ben over for a barbecue at our place. The food was delicious, the company delightful, and an unmistakable tension hung in the air—none of us could shake the feeling that something electric was brewing for the night ahead.
Once the children were tucked away asleep, and Ben busied himself with the dishes, Marry mentioned that her belly felt uncomfortably full. Smiling slyly, she suggested going for a walk, proposing I accompany her since everyone else was occupied. Intrigued by her mischievous grin, I quickly informed my wife of our plan. With a knowing smile, she gave me her blessing. Marry kissed Ben lightly, and we slipped out into the night.
We found ourselves in a secluded stretch of the dunes, the moon casting a gentle glow. Marry spoke softly about the joy she had felt with us so far, confessing how much she cherished every moment. I shared our sentiments, expressing a wish for the vacation to never end.
Then, without warning, Marry pressed her lips to mine. Her hands roamed hungrily over me as I grabbed the curve of her exquisite backside. “You really have a thing for my ass, don’t you?” she teased. I nodded, and with a sultry smirk, she turned away and lowered herself to all fours.
Her invitation was clear. Kneeling behind her, I tugged down her pants and planted a playful bite on her flesh before spreading her cheeks and plunging my tongue deep. Marry fought back soft moans, mindful of our surroundings, but her breath hitched and her body shuddered against me as I began circling her clitoris. She pressed back eagerly, the waves of pleasure building until she finally melted into a quiet, intense orgasm.
Turning suddenly, Marry pushed me onto the sand, pulling my pants down and trailing teasing kisses along my thighs before cupping my balls and working her way up. She traced my shaft slowly from base to tip, then took me deep into her mouth, her rhythm gradually accelerating with passionate urgency.
Lost in the exquisite sensation, I barely registered a faint noise nearby until sudden footsteps approached. Hastily, we dressed and retraced our steps toward the cottages, reluctant to end our stolen moment.
As we neared Ben and Marry’s cabin, the lights illuminated an unexpected scene. Ben sat completely naked, restrained in a chair, while my wife, also nude, teased him mercilessly—her hands gliding over his chest as she ground herself against him.
Unaware of our arrival, they continued their intimate play. She whispered provocatively, “Do you like watching a woman being fucked in front of you, feeling her touch you but not having her? I can see you’re enjoying it. Let’s see how long you can hold on.” Slowly, she aligned herself so the tip of his hard cock pressed against her pussy, sliding back and forth in tantalizing slow strokes.
Ben writhed in pleasure, close to the edge, when my wife suddenly let go, stood, and circled him, resting her hands on his chest. Her eyes caught ours and a playful smirk curled her lips. “Well, look who’s here. I was just giving Ben the tease of a lifetime. Why don’t you come join me, Marry?”
Without hesitation, Marry shed her clothes and eagerly crawled between Ben’s legs, planting soft kisses along his thighs. My wife joined in, their hands and mouths exploring Ben’s body with intoxicating frenzy. Unable to resist, I stripped down and settled on the couch facing them, soaking in the scene.
The two women devoted themselves to driving Ben wild with desire—kisses, touches, and whispers stoking his longing. Then, shifting their attention, they turned to me, delighting me with a double blowjob, their mouths warm and insistent. My wife looked back at Ben, teasing, “See what you’re missing?” Jealousy flashed in his eyes like never before.
Rising smoothly, my wife approached the bound man, wiping her mouth, hands resting on his chest. “Now it’s your front-row seat for the main event. Marry, come here and bend over.” Marry obeyed, hands on Ben’s knees, arching her back and pushing her ass invitingly into view.
I moved in behind her, sliding my cock inside, thrusting steadily while grabbing her hips firm. My wife continued to taunt Ben softly as Marry moaned pleasure, teasing his arousal by stroking his cock before pulling away. The intensity mounted, a crescendo of lust filling the room.
Sensing my release, Marry encouraged me, “Yes, come inside me. Give it to me.” My wife simultaneously stroked Ben, who exploded with passion, spilling over Marry’s mouth just as I released deep within her.
I released her, and my wife circled to where Marry knelt by the couch. “Now it’s my turn. Show me pleasure,” she commanded, beckoning her close. Marry lowered to her knees, lips parting on my wife’s dripping pussy. My wife grabbed her hair, pulling her in, moaning with growing heat, fingers joining in to deepen her ecstasy. “Yes, your lips are so soft,” she gasped. “I’m going to cum!” With a loud, shuddering cry, she climaxed, pulling Marry up for a fervent kiss.
Spent and breathless, the three of us collapsed on the couch, the room thick with satisfaction, forgetting briefly that Ben still sat restrained nearby.
Marry approached him finally, a coy smile playing on her lips. “I’ll only untie you if you promise to give me another round upstairs.” He nodded, already hardened anew. We said our goodbyes, stepping out into the night as Marry led Ben upstairs for their next encounter.
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