Innocent play

I hadn’t seen Paul, my husband, for a quarter hour or so, but the party was good, and I felt safe in the company of Eric. We were dancing close, like teenagers at the prom, but like those teenagers, I was innocent of carnal thoughts and thought Eric was too. I didn’t know him well, but everyone here knew someone else, so that was like we were all friends, right? Anyway, we danced, and stayed together between dances, if only because everyone else seemed to be paired off too and had no interest in splitting us. I really quite liked the feeling that I was somehow being courted, and could see no harm in it. Paul was always telling me how good I looked and how the guys liked watching me, so the attention I was getting from Eric seemed only to be expected.

At some point, I don’t remember how much later, I was standing with my arms around Eric’s neck, just swaying to the music without even listening to it, My nose snuggled into his chest, liking the way his hands on my waist held our tummies together. I was thinking that if I were single this guy would get a tumble for sure. When another couple strolled by, the girl glanced at our pose and said lightly that it was OK if we kissed. I giggled into Eric’s chest at the thought, then felt his chin nudging my forehead back. I looked up at him, hoping the remark hadn’t spoiled the moment, but he was smiling back.

“She’s right, you know, We are allowed to kiss. Are your lips as sweet as the rest of you?’

He kissed my eyelids and the tip of my nose and I didn’t resist as he found my lips. I felt deliciously wicked as we kissed. This wasn’t a new years kiss or birthday kiss. This was a kiss between really, really good friends, getting better all the time.. How long did it last? Depends how you measure. WE did break, pecked a couple times, then kissed again, each time deeper, and our tongues touching and playing seemed like the only natural progression. I thought briefly about how long it had taken Paul to get this far with me, and having got this far, how quickly we ended in his bed, but I didn’t think this could happen here. After all, Paul was somewhere around and would rescue me if I lost control. So I gave Eric my best kissing, and didn’t resist as he led me to a quiet corner and continued the petting. I was a bit disappointed when the lights went up and someone announced there was pizza on the bar.

By magic Paul appeared, along with most of the party. I wondered if he had seen me and Eric and what he might have thought if he did, but he gave no indication except to give me a quick peck, so I guess all was all right. I did wonder a bit at the slight waft of perfume that wasn’t mine, but then I thought Eric’s wife might think the same thing about my scent on him.

I lost track of Eric for a bit,, and found myself missing him, but Paul wanted to talk and I thought he had that right. He was my first and only lover, and I really did love him, my little petting session with Eric aside. Sex later or at the very least tomorrow morning was in the books, for sure.

“Is Eric a good guy?” Paul wanted to know, “ I saw you talking with him, and his wife suggested we go to their place after this breaks up, but I didn’t want to say anything if you didn’t like him.”

I almost broke into a smirk thinking how I didn’t dislike Eric at all, but I held it together. I never gave a thought to how I might tell Paul about my escapade, but I didn’t think this was the time and place anyway. As I mulled, we were joined by a pretty girl, a bit older than me, but trim and nice. She seemed familiar with Paul as she took his arm and smiled at me’
“So what do you say? Will you come to get to know us better later? You will like Eric. He’s can be a bit kinky, but mostly harmless. It’ll be fun, and we’ll be good friends, I can just tell.”

As she talked , I caught her perfume, and knew where Paul had picked up the strange scent, and wondered if Eric also was carrying evidence. But then I reminded myself we had done nothing wrong, and doubted Paul and she had either. Her name, I found out, was Eve, and while we talked Eric came up behind her and circled her waist.
“Hi, sweet thing. Have you talked these nice people into coming over? The night is young, people are leaving here, and I have lots more to say to little Carrie. Make them come, please? Will you come Carrie?”

I grinned at how phoney the line must sound to anyone who had seen us half a hour earlier. “I think it’s a good idea. Is it time now?” I thought as soon as it came out it might sound suspiciously eager, but the other three jumped on it anyway. “Do you live far away? How will we find your place?”
“The easiest possible way, crumpet,” Eric answered, “You will come with me, and Eve will show Paul the way. Last one there stopped for a quicky.”
“Eric!!” Eve scolded, “ Don’t listen to him. I told you he was quirky. Don’t scare the girl off before she can get to know you, you jerk. But his way is best. The house is hard to find, and He’s harmless, really. You’re perfectly safe.”

To be sure I did feel safe with Eric. We had kissed and petted a bit, sure, but only after being prompted by someone else. Se I felt quite secure climbing in beside him. We watched Paul and Eve pull away. Eric was a bit slower putting it in gear. He smiled over to me, and I smiled back. While the car idled, he leaned over, pulled me to him as much as bucket seats would allow and kissed me again, and I still didn’t feel any danger or compromise to my virtue. Even when his tongue probed deeply into me I still felt safe in knowing we were going to the same place my husband was going. In the mean time, why not have a little fun?

We didn’t have far to go. As we approached, we saw our car parked in the street, waiting for us so as not to block the driveway. We could see that Eve had been snuggled into Paul and moved aside as our lights caught them, but I was glad they were playing a bit too. I didn’t want all the fun. But I felt a little down at having to quit the car to join Paul and Eve in the house. Petting with Eric was so,…so excitingly taboo. I couldn’t think when it could happen again once this moment was past, as it inevitably must be soon.
I didn’t have time to be too hangdog, though. As Eric took Eve’s wrap, she leaned back into him and inhaled deeply. “Carrie, I love your perfume. I bet that’s not all about you that Eric likes.” I felt myself go crimson.. “Oh, how obtuse of me. Don’t be embarrassed. I kissed Paul too, you know, more than once. I will again too, when I get a chance.”

Paul rescued me as I stood speechless under the shower of Eve’s patter. I still wasn’t ashamed of anything that had gone on, but I felt like a school girl caught passing a note to a boy she liked. Paul hugged me and tipped my chin up so he could kiss me. I felt awkward in front of our hosts but he held the kiss until I relaxed and returned it, and even then a little longer.. After, he gazed fondly at me, “Did those lips blow Eric away as much as they blow me?’, He asked coyly.
“You don’t mind?” was the only answer I managed to give.
“No, of course not. And neither does Eve. Look at them necking. Seems like they are just fine with everything. Now, kiss me again. I’m feeling left out”

I gave him both barrels. I was so much in love with this man who would let me be a girl who wanted to have fun and still be there for her in her moments of doubt.
“Wow,” said Eric, practically in my ear. “Do you guys want to use our bed? That looked like a fuck waiting to happen. May we watch?” His hands were on my hips as he spoke.

Paul got a look of mischief his face. He turned me until I faced Eric. “Show Eric how you just kissed me.” As I hesitated he went on. “After, Eve and I will show you what we were doing, but only if you really kiss him.”

Eric stopped whatever misgivings I might have. His tongue was teasing me and I couldn’t help responding. The situation was so delicious and I really did want more of him. Again I thought quickly of what might have been if I were not married. Then I felt feminine hands find the zip on my dress and slide it right down to my bum, Eric’s hands captured the bare skin on my back. I started as my bra seemed to unsnap itself but a firm hand kept my lips captive as the other explored my bum. I went through agonies of what Paul might think, but then realized he must be OK or he would have said something. I was out of control anyway. I opened wide and really gave Eric both barrels. I cooperated as we parted enough to let my dress drop between us. We only parted so that I could watch Eric cradle my breasts. I had never thought that another man might even see them, only half an hour before, and now, with my husband and his wife watching, he was playing with my nipples, making me tickle all the way to my pussy. Moreover, Paul would know the effect it was having on me and couldn’t seem to get enough. His arms were circled around Eve, but it was clear we were the show they were interested in, at least for the moment.

Eve leaned in and quickly undid Eric’s belt and fly, freeing a rampant boner under some loud boxers. She made a motion to free him of that too, but stopped, instead guiding my hand down to his stallion. “Time for you to give him the coup de gras, darling. Have a look at the turmoil your hot little body and lips stirred up.”
I looked apprehensively at the bulge. The waistband stretched easily as I exposed a beautiful ram pointing directly back up at me. I couldn’t help squirming my thighs together as the attention on my nipples threatened to put me over the edge. I looked beseechingly at Paul as I found Eric’s cock and grasped it with both hands. “Do you love me, darling?” I gasped between spasms.
“I love you, Angel. And I love what your doing. Make Eric love it too.” ‘
Eric’s breathing was ragged too, “Do you love me, Eve? Is this OK?”

Eve and I were helping each other shed clothes. “It will be very OK as soon as we can get to the bed. Hurry, children, we have a bus to catch.” Eve took my hand and hurried me down the hall, Eric following closely, if only because I seemed unable to let go of his boner. Once to the bed, Eve threw the spread back and almost pushed us onto the altar. “Fuck her, Eric. Let me watch you fuck her. Spread really wide, Carrie, and let me see my stud push his cock up into you.”

I could feel myself ready to cum at the touch of a feather. I pulled my knees to my chest to let Eve see all and reached to help Eric find his way in, but it was Eve that pointed him and even parted my lips to pave the way. And then I took no notice of what either her of Paul was doing and went over the top. God, it was so neat to have Eric in me, when only hours before I had been innocent that this sort of thing could happen. The orgasm was intense, if brief, but I knew another was close behind. I wondered if Eve and Paul were fucking too, but Eric was keeping me too busy to check. Our kissing from earlier in the evening came back to my mind, and I giggled to think I could kiss a man like that and not get fucked. How silly can a girl get? Then it was how lucky can a girl get? As my thoughts became more lucid, I became more aware of the cock that was thrusting into me, the feel of a different body pressing me into the bed, even the thought of getting fucked in a strange bed. It was a lot for a girl to take in and I was glad to have a few quiet moments of measured if purposeful fucking to relish in it.
Then the innocent play became more intense. I could feel myself building again, and my excitement cued Eric to turn himself loose too. He lifted off me so he could see down my tummy to where his cock was burying into my bush. I could see it too, and I resolved to get rid of the growth so I could see better next time, because already I knew there would be a next time.

“Your little pussy feels so good,” Eric’s tone was so seductive, “Does my cock feel good in you?” I could only make a sound that sounded affirmative. “Do you think Eve will like Paul’s cock? Do you think they will have as much fun as we’re having?” And so on. As he talked he thrust harder and harder as control slipped away. I pulled him back down to me, pressed my hard nipples into his chest, squeezed his thighs with mine, then locked my heels into his bum as his strokes became spastic, and we could only rock our pubes together and go over the top in tandem.

As my focus returned, I became aware that the bed was still bouncing. I guess I knew Eve and Paul would be fucking, but I just didn’t have the wits and sensory perception to spare for them up to now. Even now when Eric gave a languid reminder stroke with his mostly still hard cock, my attention was on Eric’s cum that squished in me and down my bum. Not just the cum, but the idea that I had welcomed a man into my body and made him have an orgasm, and not just an ordinary orgasm, but one that would demand an encore or two. Paul was pumping his load noisily into Eve now, but my world was still rotating around two pubes, mine and the one currently snuggled to it.

“Don’t’ stop,” roused me a bit, as Eve was rising again to her crest. “Keep doing that, Oh, that’s good. Harder, harder”. And then nothing Paul could do would be wrong, as long as he didn’t pull out, which he didn’t .
Later, moments or hours, who could tell, Eve giggled, “Sorry we couldn’t wait, kids. I know Eric always said he wanted to watch me get penetrated by a strange stud, but we got to horny, and it didn’t look like you were going to be quick. And we got to watch Carrie get it instead.” Another giggle, ”The best laid plans, eh?”
“Hasn’t Eric seen you get fucked before?” I wanted to know, “Haven’t you ever done it together before?”

Eve seemed incredulous at the thought. “I’ve never got it on with another man. I can’t say I never looked at one, but every girl does. But I never thought about how and it might happen. I just got horny tonight because I liked Paul, and then when we saw you two in the corner just playing with each others’ tongues, and when Eric felt my tits, I just thought we’d see where this went. Didn’t you two have something like this planned out?”
Me eyes were wide, “Paul was your first strange cock? Eric is mine. I’ve only fucked one man in my life, two now.”

We lay there quietly soaking all this in all four. “Aren’t you glad at least one of us is a bit kinky?” Eric eventually wanted to know, “Although I don’t know that this wouldn’t have happened anyway. If I was a monk I couldn’t have left this hot little minx alone. And admit it, Eve, when I talked of another man, you did get even juicier.”

As we talked I was softly fondling Eric’s soft cock and I could feel Paul watching this and see his own stallion responding. I reached over and found him, and both cocks started to quickly swell and expand. Neither was quite the same as half an hour before, but the promise was there. I decided to be as kinky as Eric. I pushed Paul onto his back and straddled him, leading his cock to my pussy. He was mostly hard anyway, but we might have had to work him in if some of Eric’s cum hadn’t dribbled out with my motion. Paul saw this, and seeing strange cum coming from his sweety brought him fully erect and hard. I felt Eve’s new toy reopening my pussy,” Oooh, that’s nice. Eve, see if Paul’s cum make it easy for Eric to poke into you.”
It was , apparently. But I wasn’t done being naughty. “Don’t get too high on your man, girl. Before we fucked like rabbits in heat,, just because we got caught in something we couldn’t stop. Now I want us to fuck just because we like a strange fuck. Here is Paul back, Give me Eric.”

I lifted off Paul and held his cock invitingly erect for Eve to mount, “Watch this, Eric, old toad, your princess is going to get rammed by my man, but don’t worry, its just innocent play, just like us.”

Eve’s pussy looked so delicious as she straddled Paul. She was shaved, and looked almost pubescent, and it seemed like Paul’s cock might be too big for her. There is something perfect about the shape of a woman’s body in that position that can only be appreciated from the standpoint of a third person, even more so when your man’s cock is buried in the focal centre of it. I hoped I looked as good nestled on Eric. We were lying so that any of the four could see the junction of the other pair, and there was a bit of neck craning.

This was even more salacious in my mind, if only because it was slow and I had time to reflect. Blind lust couldn’t be blamed now. We were fucking each others’ mates just for the fun of it. The tempo was slow and play varied. When one couple tried a move, such as drawing back until the point almost lost contact, only to be driven back, it was observed and copied by the other. But it wasn’t the specific games that I found so erotic, it was the idea that we were playing any games at all. Like, fucking can be narrowed down to simple friction exciting organs until orgasm occurs. But this was sex play, tantalising my new lover with the most intimate parts of my body and psych. And hoping Paul was getting the same from Eve, knowing he was. And then, suddenly, it was back to raw fucking again. Bring it on!

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This tale continues to unfold, but I don’t want to make a book of it. After all, my mother is an avid reader. LOL But Paul read my account just before I sent it in, and he thinks he should write his own version. Watch for it, cheers Carrie