Free Swinging Saved Our Marriage by Kirsten McCurran Page B

Kyra was so into watching that he decided she deserved a good show. He really didn’t know how Kyra would react when he started touching Sunny, but Kyra seemed to want him to go for it, so he slid his hand up and cupped her breast. The pretty Asian girl’s breasts really were quite small, but damned if they weren’t perfect teardrops, and just so firm. He squeezed her breast and pinched her small, dark brown nipple.
    “That’s so good, sexy,” Sunny cooed. She went from just caressing his cock to moving her small fist up and down his shaft. He was not one of those guys who bought into the idea that the massage girl was really into it. Sometimes he preferred it if they just quieted down.
    Sunny’s technique was good, but honestly his wife was much better with her hands. For a moment, he considered inviting Kyra over to show the girl how it was done. Still, it still felt good, especially when Sunny lubed up her hand and really went to town. He kept fondling her breasts and looking over at Kyra, whose eyes kept moving back and forth, from him touching Sunny to the Asian girl's hand sliding up and down his cock.
    Kyra’s hand was in her lap, and slowly, it started inching her skirt up as she spread her legs. Ethan couldn’t believe it.  She was so turned on that she was touching herself—right there in the room!  It was so sexy to see the garter belt straps framing her black lace panties as she rubbed herself through the fabric. Now he wanted Sunny to slow down, because he wanted to keep watching Kyra touch herself. But Kyra’s masturbation made it hard to hold back. Her panties were so sheer he could see through the crotch to her pale flesh beneath and the pink of her lips. She used three fingers to rub up and down her lips. Her chest slowly rose and fell, and he could see her hardened nipples poking through her top like two little beacons. Ethan gasped and lifted his ass off the table. Sunny had him right at the edge, but he was just able to hold back. He was afraid that Kyra would not be happy about that, but Kyra moaned at his reaction, and moved her panties to the side. Her fingers were dipping between her wet lips, and he was sure she was rubbing her clit. She was moaning just as much as he was, and he thought she had to be close. He knew Sunny had to hear his wife’s moans, but the girl kept focused on her task. For a moment, he had this crazy flash of an image, of Sunny going over to Kyra, kneeling before the chair, and going down on his wife. That would have been amazing to see.
    “Come on, big guy, you do it for me!  I want to see you do it,” Sunny moaned. Her fist was flying up and down his shaft now and she was even rubbing his balls. “I make you feel good.”
    “Yeah, you make me feel very good,” he groaned. He really couldn’t hold out any longer. Watching Kyra touching herself in the corner was too much. He cried out and his spunk shot into the air. The pro she was, Sunny made sure he was pointed away from her and she kept pumping until he exhausted his load. Kyra cried out while he was cumming and he knew she was climaxing too. Damn, it was amazing!  Making this happen was even better than the fantasy. There was only one thing that could make it better.
    Wow!   That was all Kyra could think when she saw Ethan cum. She couldn’t help touching herself as she watched, and it was easy to make herself cum right along with him. She was drenched down there, and so very horny. Her climax was great, but she wanted more. She needed more. She wondered how long it would take for them to get out of there. Sunny bent over Ethan and he whispered something to her. Sunny giggled and nodded.
    “I take care of you now,” Sunny said, turning to Kyra.
    “No, no. It’s just for him,” Kyra insisted. She quickly pulled her skirt down. Behind Sunny, Ethan climbed off the table and dug around in his pants. He came out with another sheaf of twenties.
    “Don’t mind her, she’s just shy. My wife’s been