I turned my head to see Doug staring at us, his blue eyes wide, his face flushed. Even from a distance, I could see he was breathing hard. I had no doubt he was envisioning Jenna and me naked and writhing together in our bed. I also saw quite a few of the young men and women around us watching. Caught between being humiliated and turned on, the latter won out as I focused on Jenna. She shimmied up and down again, and this time as she came to her feet, I worked my way down to the floor in front of her.Cassidy's blue eyes looked up at me in surprise, as my hand grasped my dick and pumped up and down my swollen member just inches from her face. She didn't have time to close her eyes before I blasted the first spurt of my load all over her pretty, little mouth. Cassidy recoiled in surprise, but I was careful to aim my cock lower so it sprayed it's hot spunk all over the tops of her big breasts while I closed my eyes to enjoy the sensation of the orgasm flowing through my body."Not at first, but at the very last moment he told me to talk to you. Now I just have to find out when and where and see if he'll let me be there."Kent began pulling off his shirt. I thought Jan was going to get annoyed, which concerned me, because I really was enjoying this. Janet just grabbed the hem of her shirt, and in one swift move pulled it off over her head. She tossed the wet shirt to her husband, then unbuttoned her jeans and wriggled out of them. Not wanting to be different, I was soon in my underwear, too. Both women looked quite lovely by the bright glow thrown off by the fireplace. Like Anne, Jan's attire was damp, and her nipples were clearly visible through the bra. I could also make out the dark patch of fur through her wet panties. I grinned at my wife as we clustered around the small dinette table.
Jenna whimpered then gasped when I slipped two fingers inside her hot little box. Doug had removed his tongue from inside me and started licking slowly up and down the length of my pussy, stopping just below my clit.We concluded our loving, leisurely fuck with Anne having another screaming orgasm. Since I had already showered, I was going to step out and let my wife finish. While drying off, in came Jan looking rather disheveled. She smiled pleasantly at me and headed into the shower with Anne. As she stepped in, I couldn't help but notice what appeared to be traces of fresh come spotting the backs of her shapely thighs. Man, I thought, Kent is a sperm factory this morning. I also considered peeking into the shower to see what the girls might be up to. But since I knew Janet was very undecided about the whole girl-girl aspect, I figured it best to stay out of that unless it happened in right front of me."Jenna, I have to say I don't like how you're speaking to me."On the way home, Lynn teased me about getting caught staring at Melissa. At one point, she hiked up her hem exposing her lace covered pussy and teased me about imagining that I was looking at Melissa’s pussy. She slid and rubbed a finger against her swollen inner lips and took her finger and teased me with the musky smell of her love slit. “I wonder if Melissa’s pussy smells like this….?” as Lynn put her finger under my nose. I was hard as a rock as my wife teased me with thoughts of how hot Melissa looked and how I would love to fuck her. When we got home, Lynn told me to wait for her in our kitchen and she’d go upstairs and then be back with a surprise for me. When Lynn got to the top of the stairs, she slipped off her G-string and threw it at me, “Here’s my wet G-string…. pull your cock out and use my wet G-string to stroke yourself…. but don’t you dare cum without me!” Lynn disappeared into our room and closed the door. My mind raced thinking about what was my surprise going to be. I sat on our sofa that faces the stair case, I opened my trousers and pulled out my cock and began to stroke my cock with my wife’s G-string. Every few strokes, I brought her juice soaked G-string to my nose to get a good whiff of her musky smell. I got myself near an orgasm just as I heard the bedroom door open. There was my wife standing at the top of the stairs with a black satin thong, matching shelf bra and garter belts and stockings to match. In her right hand I noticed a long piece of black satin that looked like the blindfolds that we used to use in our earlier high sex drive days.