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I managed not to smile; I looked serious as he told me what I already knew from the night I watched them. I put out of my mind the way the light from the house had highlighted her curves, how I saw her climax in front of me. How I was so near to feeling her sweet skin, fulfilling her fantasies...

We talked some more. Yes, they had discussed it all. This was what they wanted, otherwise, "I wouldn't be here, right?" He still looked nervous but managed a grin.

Smiling back I said, after what I hoped looked like a thoughtful pause, "OK, well, can we go and see what your wife thinks about this? Then...maybe tonight... we could please her together..."
 
Rick

John and I had met through one of my wife's friends. They were going out, well, until her company transferred her. Our friendship continued, getting together for beers occaisionally. I remember when we first met, he thought my name was Dick, not Rick, and we had a good laugh over it.

Now he we were, me asking him to have sex wiht my wife. He seemed interested, but cautious. yet, it seemed almost as if he knew what I was going to ask.

When I finally spit it all out, he suggested we go back to my place, claiming he wanted to make sure my wife agreed to all this. I wasn't sure what to do, neither of us had expected John would want to come over tonight. But, then again, why not.

"Sure, John, good idea, you'll see she wants this, its her fantasy. you want to ride with me or follow me?"
 
Amber

The wine had helped rid me of the jitters, but it had taken a long time in the hot tub, watching the stars. He usually stayed out later than this when he went out with the guys, it just usually didn't bother me so much because I wasn't waiting so expectantly for his return.
 
I remembered how we had met. Carol had been cute...then transferred out.
I was pleased to keep in touch with Rick...and especially Amber. Yes,
especially Amber...

I said I hadn't brought my truck and I would take the lift with Rick. The trip was an awkward silence mostly and I stared out of the window into the streets then the darkness beyond suburbia. They were still building out here as I knew, I had many jobs in this part of the town.

As the lights began to get scarcer I remembered her body, naked, hanging over the decking, coming as I climaxed with her. I remembered how they had talked...

Rick turned off the road; it became bumpy as he drove until the lights of a few houses appeared. We approached and he milled the engine. There was silence, punctuated by an occasional cricket's chirrup. Together we opened the doors to the car and stepped out.

We both noticed the steam rising from the hot tub I'd helped to install and it could only mean one thing.

Suddenly I thought back on the fantasies he'd shared with me. She'd
wanted to be taken by someone like me.

"Rick..." I looked at him. "If what you say is right, if she is really into this - then she'll recognize me...but I'll make it clear this is her fantasy of being taken by some guy...I'll stop if she doesn't want it... This is her chance to be taken unexpectedly...let me go on ahead...and take her."

I nodded to the steam that was rising, to the implication she was in the
hot tub, that she would be surprised.

"You can watch us...I'll tell her you're watching..."

Swallowing, hoping he would go for me pretending to force his wife while he watched, I stepped quietly out of the car. Who knows what she would want after that? The two of us satisfying her?
 
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Amber

I smiled as I heard the truck pull up. Now I could get a full report of what happened with his friend. I stayed in the hot tub and relaxed fully for the first time that evening.

I heard a door slam and footsteps, only one set. Iguess that it was a good thing he didn't bring anyone home with him, I'd forgotten to have my robe within reach, last night's boldness inspiring leaving it over a chair several feet away. It wouldn't be the best thing to meet a new party dripping wet, tipsy, and naked.
 
Rick

I listened to what John was saying. True, one of Amber's fantasies was to be taken unexpectedly by someone. He did say he would stop if she wanted him to, he did say I could watch. But, suddenly the reality of it all, the fact that she was actually going to have sex with another guy, in front of me. Could I handle this, what if he was a really good lover, what if he pleased her better than I ever have. But no, I knew better than that, I mean, I had no idea what John was like in bed, but I did know how much I pleased Amber, that this was just all fantasy and fun. Still, I really expected to be a part of it all, to participate, not just sit back and watch.

"Uh, yea, sure John, I guess. I mean, at least to start but I won't guarantee that I won't join in, given the right moment. I'll sneak into the house, you head around to the deck."

I wondered what it would be like to watch my wife with another guy. Would it turn me on? Would I find it hot watching her and another guy naked together. I guess there was only one way to find out. Shit, I wasn't sure if it was the beer, or the thought of all this actually happening but I oculd feel my cock thickening.

"One more thing John, remember Amber is my wife and that I love her very much."

I watched as he headed around towards the deck. I quietly unlocked the front door and walked silently to get a vantage point view of our deck and hot tub.
 
I smiled at Rick as he set off around the house. Slowly I approached the decking and the hot tub and Amber, naked in the warm water.

"Hi Amber," I said in a low voice. "Long time no see."

I heard her squeal then turn her head, catching sight of me, trying to hide herself under the water.

I laughed a little. "Rick and I were having a drink. He told me lots about the ideas you two have been having." Slowly I reached around myself and pulled off my tee-shirt. I didn't work out but work and the open air kept me fit.

"What - what do you mean," eventually she managed to say, her head just above the water. "Where's Rick?"

"He's not too far away. Or maybe - he is. Maybe there's time for us to get to know one another?"

Slowly I got to my knees next to the hot tub; she moved away warily, wondering whether to call out for her husband I was sure.

"Maybe I should join you in there?" My hands went to the belt of my jeans and I slid them down my thighs, then off along with shoes and socks, kneeling now in just boxers. She knew I was aroused. I moved around until I was behind her; she didn't move away but turned her head to watch as I knelt again.

I slid my hands over her shoulders. "The hands of a workman, that's what you wanted to feel?" I murmured as I felt her soft warm skin for the first time. I let the roughness of my hands slide against her, leaning closer.

Dipping into the water I let the calouses on my fingertips rub around her nipples; I could feel them harden immediately and she gave a soft mewl.

Reaching under her arms I gently pulled her from the water until she was sitting next to me, rivulets dripping down her tanned body, off her breasts. I leaned in and kissed her, feeling her soft mouth yeild to me as the excitement of a fantasy coming true started to dawn on her.

"It's wrong isn't it, being taken this way," I whispered between kisses as she snaked her arm around my shoulders. "Wrong that I'm going to have you here on the decking. It should be Rick. You're very naughty. What if he sees us?"

My fingers slide between her shapely thighs, feeling them part as my hand slid higher...
 
Amber

Oh God its John. I had watched him when he built our deck, tanned, muscled, he worked hard but was a happy guy. I had flirted with him, harmlessly, like you can do with friends.

And then he was only in boxers, running his tough hands ever so gently over my wet skin, cathing my nipples in his fingers. And then he kissed me, he was so strong, tasting of a night out, and of definetly not my husband. My skin was so warm I could barely feel the chill in the late night air.

"It's wrong isn't it, being taken this way, wrong that I'm going to have you here on the decking. It should be Rick. You're very naughty. What if he sees us?"

The thought made me blush, and pull him closer. God this is bad, where is my husband? I could hardly think for the blood pounding in my veins, for the rough, foriegn fingers sliding up my thigh. I caught his wrist as his thumb sought my clit, but as I moved to interfere I was also opening my legs, wanting him to continue, wanting him to touch me anywhere, everywhere, all the places so long reserved for Rick and Rick alone.

Was Rick watching? Did Rick see how easily I gave in?

One of John's hands sild up my neck, catching my hair and tipping me back to kiss him, deeply, hsi tongue wrestling against mine. His other hand pressed onward, parting my pussy lips even against my half hearted protest, teasing my wetness.
 
Rick

I watched from the sliding glass door which I had opened slightly to hear the conversation. John was so bold I wondered if it would freak Amber out. I hoped she seriously really wanted this.

I watched as John stripped off most of his clothing. Comparing his body to mine, wondering if I was really man enought for Amber. He looked somewhat more muscular than me, but beyond that well.........I wasn't sure what it is.

As he rubbed Amber, getting closer and closer, I felt my cock growing hard. It was as if I was watching a porn movie, only it was my beautiful wife in it. It was turning me on, I pulled my shirt off, moving closer to the door, straining to hear the conversation.

Her body, now up on the deck, glistened from the water, her shape and beauty being lit by the moon. His hands were all over her. I heard a moan as his hand slid between her legs. I wasn't sure how John was feeling but her body, her response was making my cock rock hard. I rubbed myself through my jeans, wanting to go out their, to tell John this was enough, to take Amber in my arms and make love to her. But, yet, there was something telling me to stay put, to watch, to see what happens.
 
One hand explored Amber's skin, running over her side and back, through her hair. The other slide between her legs, caressed the soft folds of her sex. There, the heat was greatest, there the wetness her own as well as from the water that still trickled down her.

My fingers slipped easily inside despite her hand feebly trying to fend me off. My thumb rubbed gently, then more firmly and quicker against her clit. She was moaning into our kisses, her hands now giving up the protest to explore my body, to help me off with the boxers.

Slowly, we moved a little apart. Silently, knowingly, she moved her body onto a towel and lay down as I knelt beside her; she slid her fingers around the staff of my rigid cock, urging me to move to her.

My mouth decended on her breasts, moving from nipple to nipple as I moved between her thighs. I smiled as I pretended to force her legs apart, made a show of taking her. My hands slid to her hips and I lay upon her, my erection nestling in her pubic hair as again we kissed and moved together.
 
Rick

I watched as my wife showed the pleasure John's hands were providing. I watched as she attempted to resist the temptaions. I saw her legs spreading as his hand explored, remembering the times my hands were there.

I stripped off my pants, pulling a chair up closer to the sliding glass door, silently opening it as far wide as it would slide. I sat there slowly stroking my hard cock watching my very own porn show, one involving my wife and my friend. Her moans telling me she was enjoying this.

Watching as she helped him off with his boxers. His cock very hard, very big. She laid back on the towel inviting him to lay over her. John moved between her legs, showering her body with kisses. Sucking on her breasts, the very ones I sucked on nightly. Her legs spreading more. The moon shining down on there bodies as her hands grabbed and squeezed his ass. Their bodies slowly moving together. I was so entranced in the scene before my eyes that I moaned out as I stroked myself.
 
Who would have thought those heavy, rough hands could be so gentle, so knowing on my body? I pulled his boxers off him, appreciating his mucled body, his thick cock hard in my fingers. He laid his body on mine, our skin heating each other, his weight solidly pinning me to the deck.

I felt my pussy contract as his shaft teased my slit, I wanted him and he knew it, his smile visible in the moonlight. We kissed again, ever deeper, exploring each other, and I wrapped myself around him, arms around his shoulders, legs around his hips, my pussy open for him to take to fill.

I wonder if my husband is watching from somewhere in the house. What he thinks of his chaste little wife acting the slut with his friend. Just yesterday it was an experiment to be naked at all on this deck, and here I am, spread for one of the workmen who built it, practically begging to be pounded by his thick cock. If Rick was angry, I'd never forgive myself.
 
I watched my wife Amber and friend John while I stroked my own hard cock. I saw Amber making the move that I remembered so well. The move with her legs that always told me she was ready, that she wanted my cock inside of her. I wondered if John would pick up on that.

I didn't want to admit it, but they looked extremely hot together. Ther bodies rubbing. I remembered how tight her pussy felt around my cock. She looked like a total slut laying there practically beggin for John to fuck her.

I wanted more than anything to go out and join them. But something told me to wait. Something told me John wanted to get you going even more. I only hoped that John would signal a time for me at some point tonight. It seemed like he was torturing me, taking his time with my wife, keeping me in my chair, my cock in my hand.
 
I felt her body move under me as we kissed, felt her legs slide around me, opening her pussy for me to take her.
For minutes I teased her more, moving my hardness against the opening folds of her wet pussy, my mouth kissing hers then her shoulders, breasts, neck.

Slowly I moved positioning my hips, knowing that Rick was watching, knowing her would see me enter his wife.

Gradually I eased inside her, slipping deeper, parting her sex with my cock, feeling the tightness of it around me, pulsing on my hard member.

"Ahhhh...yes, Amber, you feel so good," I spoke so Rick could hear as well as I began to move against Amber, turning my hips against her to caress her clit between us as I moved deep inside her.

Soon, her other fantasy would come true as her husband and I pleasured her together but now I wanted to excite her, wanted to feel her writhe against me, wanted to take my pleasure with her.
 
Ahhhh...yes, Amber, you feel so good,"

Even his voice was rougher than her husband's. He filled her differently, thicker, maybe. The curve of his cock stimulating new spots within her. She moaned, arching her back as he slowly eased into her. He was so hard, so hard in her hot softness.

She began to move with him, matching her body to his motion, her muscles undulating under his body. Her breasts smashed against his chest, her nipples hard, points of heat on his skin. She moaned into his ear, her lips on his earlobe.

"John, John ... you feel pretty good yourself."
 
I smiled as we exchanged words.

"You like the feel?" I thrust my cock, moving over, inside, against her.

I grunted as I felt her response, felt her push up against me. Slowly I moved my mouth to linger over the breasts I had seen swing as Rick had fucked her; now I claimed them with my mouth, now my ass moved between her spread thighs.

"You..." I gasped, the tightness of her sex clamping on me, "you like being a porn star for your husband?"
 
I would have never thought that seeing my wife fuck another guy could turn me on so much. The way their bodies moved together was very erotic. I wondered if I would be able to ever satisfy her again, but not for long, the sight of them too hot. I kept stroking my cock, watching John's ass move, giving her a good fuck. Amber's body moving along with him. She was definitely enjoying his cock sliding inside of her. I wondered if he was much bigger than me.

I heard their moans, there comments to each other, further stimulating me. His mouth on her breasts, sucking as he continued fucking her. My wife, becoming even more reckless, urging John on. Her hands grasping his head then slding down his broad back, finally squeezing his ass, pulling him in. This was even better than a porn. He continued the nice slow fuck, enjoying everyinch of her drenched pussy.
 
"I like the feel, John." I grabbed his ass again, pulling him into me, just to arch my back and moan.

"And I hope this makes my husband half as hot as it makes me." I stroked his hair again as his teeth teased over my nipples.

"Think we should show him anything else?"
 
"Think we should show him anything else?"

Slowing my eager thrusting I lifted myself on my hands and grinned at her, slowly pulling my cock from her body. Wordlessly I turned around and began to lap at her still opened sex with my tongue, tasting her and letting my hardness rest near her mouth.

I murmured, "you think he'll like to see this before he joins us?"

I buried my mouth against her pussy and let her taste my hard cock with her juices on it.
 
I was so close to shooting my load all over myself. When the two of you moved into the next position, both orally satisfying the other, damn it was hot. I stopped stroking myself, not yet wanting to cum.

I watched as your mouth opened, accepting his thick cock into it. Your lips closing around him as your thoroat spread open. I wondered how much of him you would be able to suck in. The sounds coming from you two turned me on more. Your sucking sonds and John's moans told me you were definitely pleasing his rod. His ass moving up and down as he fucked your wet mouth. I glanced further down, seeing John's head between your legs. Your body squirming under him. I wondered if you both would cum and then invite me out, or maybe you would both wait, or maybe you did not intend to let me participate at all.

I never realized how hot my lil Amber looked during sex. Her body was exquisite. The way you and John moved together, your naked bodies rubbing, touching, licking.
 
His cock almost choaked my until I relaxed to stretch around it, the curve of it straining my throat. Pleasure warmly flowed from his attentions on my clit, my pussy, my body shuddering under the stimulation. As was his under my tongue, the muscles of my throat wild over his stiff rod.

He moved to fuck my mouth, my throat, taking control away from me, fucking my throat, and fucking my wet pussy with his mouth. I couldn't stand this for long, all these new sensations, the dirtyness of it all, the thought of my husband watching as another man filled me with ecstasy.
 
Covering her body with my hard maleness I probed the heat of her sex lapping the juices from her. I gently parted the lips of her pussy with my fingers as I increasing drove her on towards the climax I could feel her building towards, the first of the many we would give her this evening. Finding her clit, I again lapped it quickly before driving my tongue inside her deeper, running around the entrance to her sex.

As I did so I could feel her tongue, her mouth on me, suckling, bringing me close to my own release into her throat.
 
I could tell, the more John lapped away at her pussy, the more he slid his tongue in, the more furiously my wife sucked on his cock. They both were so into their own oral sensations, both working together to get each other off.

I wondered what his tongue felt like to her, did it feel like mine? Did he probe and tease the way I did? It was clear, whatever he was doing, Amber was very much enjoying. It would not be long before her first orgasm would rack her body.

Amber looked like such a slut sucking on his hard cock. She was letting him fuck her throat as deep as he wanted, sucking in as much as he would feed her. I wondered how close he was to shooting his load into her mouth. It was clear she wanted him.
 
Soon enough the stimulation made me stop caring that my husband was watching, or if anyone was, thinking slowed as the orgasm screaming in my body took over. Being held to the deck by John's body, head pinned by his cock in my throat only seemed to heighten the crashing sensations, my body writhing under his, toes curling, muscles convulsing as the orgasm took her.

OOC: Sorry guys for my long absence - life has been crazy for the last week. I'm back now.
 
I felt her body tensing under me, could feel her moans on my cock as I lapped her pussy. My fingers slid under her, digging into her ass as my tongue played quicker on her clit.

I felt her body writhing under me, felt her pussy tighten around the two fingers I had slid inside her. She was screaming on my cock now as she writhed out of control; my erection pounded her mouth as I moaned that I was going to cum. I pressed against her tongue as my cock spurted in her mouth, filing her my seed.

Gasping we lay together for moments as I gently kissed her sex and I felt her suck on my still hard member in her mouth. Slowly I pulled out of her, seeing strands of cum run onto her chin.

"Now," I said, still breathing hard, "I'll watch Rick take you."
 
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