When I finally stopped looking at the woman Greta, I focused my attention on the man Gino, my lady was going to fuck while she wanted me to passionately tongue kiss her. My initial reaction was to tongue kiss her passionately right then, make her new man jealous.
Instead I focused my attention on the woman he was with, Greta, coming face to face for the first time with one of my lady’s lesbian lovers. My promised quid pro quo for the day, something of equal value for me while her man fucked my lady.
Greta was an incredibly attractive, tall slim willowy, blond with short cropped hair, her bearing and style making it not quite obvious she was bi. “My man Gino has wanted to have your lady since the moment he watched us making love. I want both of us to be naked while we watch them. Could you handle that?,” she asked me as she tongue kissed me, her hand on my jeans, feeling the outline of my erection.
Wonderful sexual tension while we all waited for someone to take the initiative. Greta obliged when she removed her man Gino’s shirt and slacks, leaving him naked apart from a sexy, black male thong.
Just as I had I envisaged Gino was a slightly younger man with an obvious huge cock under his thong. A real alpha male, confident and self assured, immediately taking charge, exuding charm and machismo, with a six pack muscly body, and hairy chest.
He knew what he wanted and was determined to have it, my lady’s naked body. He also proved to be more than a little kinky for my lady, to her great delight, and mine.
Greta kissed my lady again while she slid the down the zipper at the back of her dress, showing Gino and Greta she was not wearing a bra for them. Instead of helping her off with her dress, Greta lifted the hem of it over her waist to expose her big ass bulging out of her sexy, skimpy black g-string.
Greta was tongue kissing my lady as I watched Gino kneel and kiss and lick my lady’s big ass as she helped her off with her dress, my lady looking sensational and so fuckable in her heels, stockings, garter belt and g-string.
Greta turned my lady around, her arms holding her as Gino’s erection spilt out of his thong. Gino hadn’t forgotten his text message as he kneeled in front of my lady, and asked, “Can I run my thumb tips over your beautiful, almost bald, soft lips, your cunt lips?” Not waiting for her answer as he removed her g-string then parted her thighs, placing one thigh over his shoulder before running his thumb tips over her beautiful, almost bald, soft lips, her cunt lips.
“Fuck he is awesome, he must be twelve-inches,” I whispered to Greta as my lady was running her hand along his erection, understanding why my lady wanted to fuck him. Just as I wanted to watch her to fuck him even more now while I kissed her.
“You have a good eye, he is twelve-inches and thick, the biggest man I have ever had. Is he a turn on for you right now? He is a huge turn on for me and your lady. And you I think?,” Greta asked as she had a hand on my erection.
“Loose control baby, just for tonight. Let me take charge. I will take good care of you, I promise,” my lady whispered to me as Gino laid on his back on our day bed, his huge erection pointing to the ceiling.
Greta and I both tongue kissed my lady in turn as she lowered herself onto Gino’s face, looking toward his erection, his tongue searching for her clit, his hands on her big ass, manipulating her body for their mutual pleasure, my lady teasing his nipples with her fingertips, before she pinched them, Gino managing to whisper, “Harder, I love it harder.”
“Fuck me please, I want you so bad, I want you so bad, now please,” Gino moaned to my lady as he stroked his thick, rock hard erection, before she slowly lowered herself onto Gino’s erection, her big ass facing him.
Moaning in a whisper as she had almost all of him inside her, “So big, so good, so fucking good. Do I need to remind you I want you to kiss me, passionately while another man, Gino is fucking me, just like that, so good,” my lady told me, before she asked with a wicked smile, “Can you handle that?”
“You know I can handle that “I told you I could handle that, given the right circumstances,” I replied enjoying another of her kinky sexual challenges. “So pleased there is a quid pro quo, for me. Can you handle Greta giving me a head job while she watches you fucking her man?”
Greta was giving me a head job, exactly what my lady had organised and wanted for me, I was kissing her, passionately while another man, Gino was fucking her, a feeling, a kiss and turn on like no other we had ever shared, my cock so hard for two women.
Greta and me were two sexual voyeurs, both turned on watching my lady sliding along his huge cock in a fucking motion, when I asked her, “Is this what you wanted baby? Tell Greta and me again?,” as Greta tongue kissed her.
“We both wanted this as much as you did, unfinished business,” Greta told her as she mounted my erection with her back to me, so we could all watch each other’s partners fucking.
Later that night my lady and me had a bath together, a ritual cleansing of sorts, hardly a word said as we wound down. Both of us tacitly planning and fantasising how we would make love, fuck the next afternoon.
At three the next afternoon we were oiling each other’s naked bodies as foreplay, when my lady read out a new text message. “Greta wants you to watch her and me making love, just as her man did. She also wants to watch you sucking her man’s huge cock. Could you handle that baby? You know building anticipation is pleasure itself.”
Two weeks later the anticipation is still building.