We met Brad and Jenny at a conference.

I’m a professor and so is Brad. We quickly found, over drinks, that we had a lot in common. Not just teaching tired college students the joys of Poe and Plath, but the love of good wine, relaxed evenings chatting, and swapping partners.

Brad is a strapping tall man with a goatee and an infectious laugh. Jenny is petite and red headed with pale milk skin and freckles. She has big tits, I have small ones. My husband Jeff is tall and slender with pale yellow hair and big blue eyes. I’m a black-haired girl with green eyes. Together, the four of us make quite a picture. When we’re fucking, it gets even better.

The first time was our first trip as a foursome. We’d all decided a nice jaunt to the mountains for some skiing sounded good. To be thrifty, we got a suite. Two rooms and a communal room.

I’d walked into the main room nude, to get another glass of wine, just as Brad sauntered out to find his laptop.

He’d been bare naked as well and the chemistry was instant. We didn’t do anything until we talked to the others the next morning over coffee. When everyone was on board we agreed, post dinner plans would be getting naked and fucking. The communal room was about to get a show.

It became a regular thing. The most recent trip was to visit a national hiking trail. We rented a cabin. We barely made it inside this time before we were stripping. Jeff grabbed Jenny by her pretty red hair and tugged her in for a kiss. She shoved her delicate hand down inside his jeans and I heard him grunt as she wrapped it around his cock.

I heard Brad chuckle as he came toward me. He grabbed me from behind and hiked my dress up then pushed his hand into my tights. He found me wet and eager.

“So, is this it, then?” he asked. “We just get right to it now?”

I laughed and so did the others. “I guess so.”

I grabbed Jenny’s hand real quick and leaned in. “Go with it,” I whispered. “Let’s switch things up.”

There was a magical twinkle in her eyes. “Gotcha.”

I began to remove her clothes, so she mimicked me by removing mine.

“We’re going to warm up for y’all,” I said. “Just us girls.”

When we were nude, I laid her down on the sofa and kissed my way down her body. She gave a little gasp and her legs fell open. I licked a line from her clit to her slit and then back up again. I focused my tongue on the hard button of her clitoris.

When her soft hands began stroking down my back, sliding along my ass, seeking contact. I moved myself so that I was over her. She craned her neck and sucked my clit. It was like warm electricity running through my body. She tongued my hole and then returned to licking and sucking.

I heard the men breathing, taking in this pre-fuck girl on girl sixty-nine.

I couldn’t help but smile.

I came first. It wasn’t hard at all considering Jenny and I had seen each other naked many times but had never touched one another. She was good at oral and she smelled like sunshine and tangerine.

She followed just behind me. When she sat up, she grabbed my hand and said, “My turn.”

She sat on the edge of the sofa, indicating that I should do the same. I sat right next to her and when she beckoned her husband over I simply watched, ready to take her lead. He stepped up and she grabbed his ass, pulling him toward her. Brad took a stumble step toward her and his cock slipped between her painted pink lips as pretty as you please.

She deep throated him and I watched fascinated. No wonder Jeff was always so smiley after our fun with our favorite couple.

She gave him a few more sucks and then pulled his cock out of her mouth. She beckoned for Jeff who practically pole vaulted to her. I had to hide a smile with my hand. She grabbed his hips and his cock slid into her open mouth eagerly. His eyes drifted shut and my pussy flexed wetly at the sight of her sucking him off.

“She grabbed his hips and his cock slid into her open mouth eagerly.”

She went all the way to his root and then left her mouth there, pressed in a kiss to the hair there. Finally, she moved her mouth up and down his shaft several times until I thought he’d lose it.

Then she pushed him away. “Brad, now you.” She pointed to me and Brad grinned, stepping up to the front of the line. I grabbed his cock at the base and sucked his tip into my mouth, rolling my tongue over it like I was licking a popsicle. I drew on him softly before sliding my mouth down his shaft as far as I could. Brad grabbed the back of my head and fucked my mouth, slow and steady at first. I cupped his balls and gave them a gentle squeeze. When I felt his cock jerk, I pulled free and chuckled.

“Next,” I said, winking at my husband.

He came up, cock in hand, and fed it into my mouth. Which I found entirely sexy given the scenario. Soon, I’d see him driving that long dick into my friend Jenny. I’d get to see her face as he got her off and she’d get to see mine as her husband banged me from behind so hard I’d see stars.

I sucked eagerly, holding his hips in my hands, using my tongue on him the way he liked. He made that eager pleased sound, and I pushed him back.

I stood and held my hand out to Brad. “Sofa or chair?”

“Chair,” he said, sitting down. He patted his lap, his hard cock standing up straight as a rod. “Sit on my lap, Pretty.”

I sat down slowly, sliding myself down his hard cock. I eyed my husband who had pushed Jenny back on the sofa and had spread her slender legs. He tested her with a finger just as Brad’s cock slid home, filled me fully, and caused a cascade of wetness from my pussy.

He wrapped his arms around me and thrust up from beneath me. My legs pressed his legs, my feet firmly on the ground as he moved into me from beneath.

My husband sank into her slowly. He pushed Jenny’s arms above her head and held them there. I thought of when he did that to me and felt my cunt flex tightly around Brad. Brad felt it too, because he gripped my hips with his big hands and slammed into me. The head of his cock hit a sensitive place and I felt a quiver of pleasure work through me. I moved against him, working that spot — that perfect spot — again. The feel of him inside me as I watched my husband fuck Jenny was flawless.

Brad reached around and found my clit. He stroked me. His finger sliding over my taut button knot as I worked my hips. His thrusts from beneath became harder and faster. My pussy grew tighter, the friction exquisite.

“Put her legs up,” I said to Jeff.

Jeff turned to me and smiled. He knew what I liked. He knew what turned me on. He pushed her thighs wide and hide, opening her further. I could see the pink blush of her pussy and even that she was wet. He withdrew completely and then nudged her opening with the tip of his cock. He took his time, eyes on me, as he made a show of plunging into her.

I sighed as he entered her, gasped when Brad took that moment to pinch my clit.

“I’m going to come if you keep doing that,” I growled. “And I don’t want to come yet.”

He grabbed my hand and placed it on my mound. He held me tight and fucked me hard from underneath. “Then you do it. You control the speed. You control your orgasm.”

Jeff pulled free of Jenny and dropped to his knees between her thighs. He held them wide and lowered his head to lick her red, swollen pussy.

“Fuck me from behind,” I said to Brad. Then I climbed off his lap and bent over the chair. My forearms on the arm, legs spread in a wide stance, body trembling.

“Jeff pushed his fingers inside her, spreading her some, making that tiny pussy gape.”

Jeff pushed his fingers inside her, spreading her some, making that tiny pussy gape. She gave a short cry and then he sucked her clit and she came. Then, and only then, did he move back up between her tights, give me a knowing glance, and drive his cock back inside her.

I grunted as I took Brad’s cock. We were both watching our spouses fuck the living hell out of each other and loving it. He grabbed ahold of my long hair and wrapped it around his fist. Holding it tight as he increased his intensity and speed.

I squeezed my internal muscles around him, let them go, squeezed them again. When he hissed like he’d been burned, I pushed myself back hard and fast to get him deeper. I pinched my clit, alternating speeds. I squeezed it so a jolt of pain hit me, then I gave it some soft gentle swirls. I did that repeatedly and stopped only when I felt like I’d come at any minute.

“I’m going to lose it soon,” he whispered.

When I laughed, he smacked my ass. Good and hard. My pussy clenched and it was his turn to laugh. “I can push you, too, you know.”

“Oh, I know you can.”

He smacked my ass again and that made Jeff look up. He watched as Brad held my hair and banged me. He smiled when Brad delivered a flurry of fast smacks to my right ass cheek.

I watched Jeff rock his hips from side to side. Watched him pinch her nipples. And watched as Jenny’s face changed from pleasure to impending orgasm. And then she came again that lucky girl.

Brad smacked me again and I came a second later. He knew me though, so he grabbed he hard and held on, driving into me deep, barely pulling free at all, just thrusting over and over again at the most wonderful place. I watched Jeff pull free of Jenny at the last second and shoot all over her belly and mound. I watched her trail her fingers through it.

I came again, giving up a rush of wetness as Brad’s reward. He liked when I came that hard and that was the final straw. He painted the backs of my thighs with his spunk.

I smiled. It was shaping up to be another spectacular couples weekend.