What A Deal, Chapter 2

The next week didn’t happen as planned. Diane had some things that had come up with respect to her kids, so she was too busy and going out of town. Of course, my wife Cindy was not too upset. She continued to egg on this fantasy of both of ours. I had fulfilled my first part already by Cindy telling me to fuck our friend. But the second part was Cindy watching me fuck her, and this was a fantasy of both of ours.

Finally, about three weeks later, I came home a little late from work to find that Cindy and Diane were finishing off a blender of margaritas. It was obvious that they had planned for tonight to be the night. They were both tipsy and giggling and I could see the lust in both their eyes. They had discussed it and now were ready to put it into action. And I was not going to resist!

I smiled and just made another blender of margaritas for the ladies. They kept smirking and laughing and I finally finished with the blender. I poured myself one, topped off theirs, and sat down. It wasn’t until then that they addressed me.

Cindy smiled, looked at Diane and then back at me. “Honey, go ahead upstairs and get in bed… naked of course.” That set off another round of giggles. It made me laugh, too. “We’ll be right up once you are ready.”

I agreed and took my margarita upstairs. I was stripped and in bed in a minute. I couldn’t wait for another chance with Diane while my wife watched. My dick was already hard, just thinking of what was happening. About ten minutes later the two of them came in, carrying full margaritas. I was guessing they needed some liquid courage. They sat the margaritas down and then Cindy came over to me.

“Honey, I have a request.” She smelled like a mix of the margaritas and strawberries from her shampoo. “I want you to put your hands under your head like you are leaning back relaxing and close your eyes. We want to play a little game.”

I looked at her and she was grinning mischievously. “Okay.” I put my head on my hands and lay there with my eyes closed. I could hear them getting undressed and then felt the sheet that was over me ripped back.

“Don’t peek now. We are going to each take a turn sucking this delicious cock here and you have to guess who was whom when we’re done, okay?”

Her speech was a little slurred, and I smiled at that. “Okay, honey. Just tell me how it’s going to work.”

I felt them each get on one side of my legs and then I felt a warm mouth descend over my cock. It was wonderful. I could feel the woman’s hair lightly swishing over my stomach and hip as she leaned over from my right side. She tickled my head and licked up and down a few times. Then she took the entire thing into her mouth and bobbed up and down, her tongue dancing against the underside. Finally, she came off my dick with a pop. I heard the giggles, but kept my eyes closed. I was evaluating the mouth. It didn’t feel like my wife’s and there was no real indication that I could focus on. My wife does some things that I have only felt her do and was trying to feel that. It was just the way she swirled her tongue as she sucked. It always drove me wild. This tongue was not doing that. I was just hoping that it wasn’t a set up.

“Okay, honey. That was mouth number 1. Now for mouth number 2. After this, you have to guess. If you guess correctly, you get a prize.”

I wondered what the hell the prize could be since I was already living one of my greatest fantasies. In any case, I felt the second mouth take my dick into its mouth. This one was from the left and I could feel the same kind of hair tickling me. Not a good clue since they both wore their hair about the same length. This mouth worked a little harder and really swirled a tongue around my dick. This was exactly what my wife loved to do. I was really enjoying this one, too, and the idea that they were on either side of me watching each other just added to the excitement. This one also came off with a pop.

“So.” A hand grabbed my dick. “Which mouth was which?”

I smiled. “Diane was number 1 and you were number 2.”

I heard giggling. “Correct. Open your eyes.”

I opened my eyes and the two beauties were lying there, naked, draped over my thighs.

“Do you want to know anything about your prize? You can’t have it until later.” Cindy looked at me with a gleam in her eye. Diane blushed. I wondered what that was about.

I took the ‘be good to your wife’ road. “Honey, if there is any greater prize than what you two just gave me, then I surely can’t think of it right now. I’m just so amazed that I have two gorgeous naked babes in bed with me that I can’t believe it.”

My wife smiled. She knew me too well and grinned. “Good answer, smartass. In any case, you can’t have it now. You’ll get it later, so there.” She squeezed my dick and stuck her tongue out at me.

I had to laugh. “Well, I’m trying to be on my best behavior.”

“Well, you’d better be, buster.” She teased me and then held my cock straight up. “Well, Diane, I think it’s about time that you climbed aboard the Dennis express.”

Diane wasted no time and climbed over me, avoiding Cindy who continued to hold my dick up for her. I was surprised by this since Cindy had made it clear that she was only going to watch. When Diane got over the top of my dick, she took control of it. I wondered how wet she was, but it turned out to not be a problem. She rubbed my cock head around her opening and it was very wet. Once she got the head lubricated, she lowered herself and bounced three times, each time getting a little more. By the third bounce she had my dick buried in her and only then did my wife release the bottom of my dick. Diane felt hot, tight, and wonderful. She was a gorgeous woman. Her auburn was spilling about her face; her nice tits, with just a bit of sag, were like ripe fruits hanging here, and over it all was this smiling face, eyes closed, as she enjoyed the moment of full penetration.

My wife, who’s a beautiful brunette in her own right, crawled up around Diane and lay next to me. She looked at me. “So what do you think?”

“I think I’m in heaven having two beautiful mature women taking care of me.”

My wife rose up a little. “Mature?”

I backpedaled quickly, knowing she was sensitive about her age. “I meant that I’m not dealing with sexual novices. You two really know now to please a man.”

She grinned and lay back down. “Okay, I’ll let that slide.”

Diane started bouncing up and down a little and rocking back and forth. She was murmuring and moaning so that it came out like a cat purring. Cindy looked up at her. “She really is a beautiful woman. I wish I had her tits.”

I reached over and grabbed one of my wife’s B-cup tits. My wife was a small woman, she was about 5’4”, 105 pounds with a small tight ass and B-cup breasts. She was still a perfect package in my mind. “I have no idea what you are talking about. You have the most beautiful tits in the world. Diane’s are just different. And remember, variety is the spice of life.”

Cindy smiled as I rolled her nipple. “Mmmm. You mean it’s the spice of fucking!”

“What do you think about her piercing?”

I smiled. “I like it. It looks like its pretty stimulating.”

Diane smiled at us. “It is. It enhances my nipple erections.”

I laughed. “High beams!” I tweaked the left nipple with the little barbell.

Diane squeaked and giggled, but didn’t stop riding me. My wife watched closely.

Diane started rocking and my wife leaned over and kissed me. We kissed for a minute and when we stopped and looked up, Diane was watching closely. “That looks so hot, you kissing him while I fuck him.” I know that it made my dick as hard as it’s been in a while.

Cindy smiled. “Just keep fucking.” Then she did something that really surprised me. She reached up and tweaked Diane’s left nipple with the piercing.

Diane squealed. “Oh, fuck, that went right to my pussy! Keep tweaking.”

My wife looked at me and I gave her my ‘go for it’ look. She looked hesitant at first and then sat up next to me. Diane was slowly rocking back and forth and we were both enjoying a slow fucking. Cindy then reached up and put both hands under Diane’s tits, lifting them and judging their weight. “Wow! Those feel heavy! I don’t think I could carry those around all day.” Diane looked like she was going to say something, but Cindy then tweaked her other nipple and Diane jerked at the sensation. Cindy looked back at me. “I think she loves the attention of a man’s wife while she is fucking him.” Diane groaned at the dirty talk. It seemed that they both loved that.

I put my hands on her hips and started moving her around, rubbing my pubic bone up against her clit and rotating my hips.