My husband and I were at our favorite local watering hole for happy hour when Karen, an old friend of mine, stopped by.

I asked her to join us, and we got a table away from the bar. I knew Carlos had always had a thing for her, and I wanted to see if we could get her home with us.

Karen’s about five-foot-six, with long dark hair and a great body. Carlos and I used to talk about getting her into a threesome. Now, before we knew it, we were in our car, driving with her to our house. Along the way I noticed that Karen’s skirt had ridden up to reveal a great ass, and she and I began to engage in a little ass grabbing. Her green thong left little to the imagination. I let my hand rest on her leg. She just smiled and kissed me on the cheek. Her hand was working its way up my skirt and was about to touch my crotch when we pulled into the driveway.

Carlos made us drinks, and then the three of us went to the bedroom. I took off my shoes and watched as Karen bent to do the same, giving me another view of her beautiful ass. I wanted to walk over and take her in my arms. I winked at my husband and he walked up behind her, undid her skirt, and let it fall to the floor. Karen didn’t say a word. Instead, she stood up so he could take off her sweater and bra. Her tits weren’t very big, but the nipples were as hard as rocks. I had to get into the action, so I went and gave her a big kiss. Her hot little tongue slipped between my hungry lips, and we proceeded to play tongue tag. Her fingers worked away at my clothes, and in a flash we were both naked except for her thong and my bikini panties. Her hands worked my breasts and pulled at my sensitive nipples until they were as hard as hers. Our bellies pressed into each other, and I could feel my panties getting wet.

She let go of my nipples, put her hands on my rear end, and pulled me toward her. Still playing tongue tag, we ground our mounds together. We were actually dry-fucking as we stood there. I let my hand slip until it wandered between her legs. Her thong didn’t cover her pussy lips all the way, and my probing finger slipped into her. I thought I was wet, but her cunt was soaked. I slipped another finger into her, and it was covered with her honey.

Carlos was standing behind Karen, and was wearing only his shorts. I traced my fingers across her clit, and felt her shiver as I hit her button. She lowered her head and buried her face in my neck. I felt her lips lock on to my neck and knew she was about to give me a hickey, but by now I was so hot I didn’t care. I pulled my fingers out of Karen, looked at my husband, and put one sopping digit up to my lips. I teased him by slowly snaking my tongue out and licking that finger. After a while I gave in and let Carlos have the other one. As he took it into his mouth and sucked Karen’s nectar from it, I felt a hand pulling down my panties. Karen finally unglued herself from my neck and began tracing kisses down my throat until she had one of my nipples between her lips. I felt the heat rising inside of me. My pussy was screaming for attention.

I sat down on the bed, and she kissed her way farther down until she was sending warm air onto the little patch of hair just above my pussy. I was too hot for games, so I pulled her head tight into my twat. When her hot little tongue hit my clit, I threw my legs across her back, giving her full access to me. I opened my eyes and saw Carlos pulling off Karen’s thong. He was about to ram his dick into her from the back. From what I could tell she was good and ready, because he went all the way in with one shove.

Watching Karen eat me out while my husband fucked her from behind was driving me crazy. I was trying to make the experience last as long as possible. All of a sudden Carlos pulled out of her and crawled up on the bed next to my face — I knew what he wanted. I took his dick in my mouth and tasted Karen’s juices all over it. I licked that thing up and down until I had every drop, and then started jerking him off while I kept on sucking. Karen was pulling my swollen clit between her hungry lips as if her life depended on it. I wanted to scream and tell her how wonderful it felt, but just then Carlos rewarded me with his load. My pussy was throbbing from the incredible pleasure she was giving me while my husband was filling my mouth with his love juice. When I finally pushed him away, Karen crawled up, and our lips met for yet another long, passionate kiss. I tasted myself on her lips while she tasted both Carlos and her own nectar on mine.

Carlos went to get drinks while she and I sorted out our clothes. I told her we had to take care of her, but she said no, it was okay, because she’d come as soon as his dick went into her. Karen and I kissed one more time, grabbed a couple of towels, and headed to the hot tub for more fun.