minute Art could not keep still anymore, and he slowly began to slide his dick in and out of her. Carrie spread her
legs farther apart to give him more room to go deeper. Soon she was up on her knees, rocking back and forth to meet his thrusts,
moaning for him to go deeper as he fucked her doggie-style. It was obvious that my wife was not in control of herself at this
point. Her mind had shut off and her lust had taken control of her senses. I watched in amazement as her entire body started
to shake. She pushed back on Art’s dick faster and faster, and then she was screaming out her passion as they both lost control
and started to come.
They stayed in that position for a few minutes, rocking back and forth as the come dripped out of Carrie’s pussy and ran down
her leg. In all the years we’d been having sex, I had never seen her orgasm like that. Paula and I just stood there staring
as Art and Carrie finally uncoupled and rolled over with dazed looks on their faces. Art fumblingly tried to apologize, explaining
that he hadn’t meant things to go that far. At that point I wasn’t sure how I felt about all this, but my cock was harder
than ever.
I couldn’t tell whether Paula was upset or just as horny as I was when she told them to get off the mat, because it was our
turn. Neither Art nor Carrie made any objections as they moved away to make room for us.
If Paula wanted to play as my wife and her boyfriend had played, it was fine with me, but I wasn’t sure what to do next. But
I didn’t have to decide. The mat was extremely slippery, and as we stepped onto it we both went down. Paula landed on all
fours and I fell on top of her, but in the opposite direction, so that my head was over her ass, and hers was under my dick.
This gave me a great view, but wasn’t getting me any action. Then Paula flipped over onto her back, leaving us in a perfect
69 position. She took my hard, oily dick in her hands and began to stroke it, while I moved in on her pussy and started sliding
my tongue in and out as far as I could.
I was aware of Art and Carrie watching us intensely as Paula started to slide my dick in and out of her warm mouth, taking
it in deeper every time. The closer I brought her to orgasm with my tongue, the deeper she took in my throbbing dick. I knew
by this point I must either fill her mouth with warm come or switch positions. I also knew that the opportunity to fuck this
woman might never come again. So I pulled out of her mouth and gently flipped her onto her stomach.
What a view I had. This girl had the most incredibly tight-looking ass I had ever seen. I had to have it. I spread her legs
apart, then turned around and knelt between them, facing her ass. I reached over and found the bottle of oil that Art had
discarded. I poured some on my hand, then started to rub it onto Paula’s ass. As the oil dripped between her cheeks, I very
gently worked a finger up and down her crack, then slid it slowly into her anus. She moaned a little, wriggling her ass. Whatever
that meant, it didn’t seem like a protest. I took some more oil on my hand and rubbed it onto my dick.
Again I stole a glance at my wife, who was sitting there watching me as if she were transfixed. I then slid one hand under
Paula’s belly and positioned her on her knees. I now had perfect access to her pussy, which I started to fuck doggie-style
while stroking her clit with my fingers. After a minute I pulled my dick out of her, but continued to rub her pussy. Soon
she was moaning and rocking up and down on my hand. I could tell she was close to coming. I rubbed my dick between her ass
checks to make sure we were well lubricated, then positioned the tip at the entrance to her ass. Very slowly I started to
inch the head of my dick into her ass as I continued to massage her pussy.
Paula’s moans got louder. For a moment I thought she was objecting, until she started to rock her hips backward,
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