Paul's version of innocent play

So Carrie was dancing with some guy, and they seemed to be getting on, so I thought, great, I don’t really get much from dancing and as long as she was having fun it freed me up to circulate. I shot a game of pool with the host, looked at the pond he was so proud of, then thought I should check back on the angel. Still dancing, and very close. Not what I would have expected from Carrie, but I could see no harm in it. I sure wasn’t going to go jealous husband, anyway. I stayed in the background, watching them just sway to the music, and I heard the lady make a remark about it being OK to kiss. I have to admit instead of jealousy, I felt a twinge of erection as they did in fact kiss. I decided the right thing for me to do was find this guy’s wife and make sure she didn’t break in on them.

I knew who she was. I had seen them arrive together, and a slick little number like that sticks in a guy’s mind. She was easy to find, in a discussion about animal rights, looking very bored, and when I eased up to her elbow she seemed quite relieved to get away from them.
“Hi, stranger. Are you looking for your cute little wife?” I had to admit that I in fact wasn’t. “Good, she dancing with Eric, and I don’t think you could drive a wedge between them.”

I laughed and replied that I had sought her out so she wouldn’t find them and interrupt any fun they might be having. She laughed at this, and suggested we should stay together and make sure of our missions. We strolled around the house and gardens, even looking at the famous pond, getting on rather well, and even joining hands to help her over a little stile, and then holding our grips. It was all very nice but innocent. Eventually, however, we both felt obliged to check on the spouses. Fine line between not interfering and just plain ignoring. WE had a little trouble spotting them. We were almost ready to look somewhere else when I saw a couple over in a dark corner in an embrace, and I angled Eve quietly that way to check it out.

It was Carrie, beyond a doubt, and Eve felt sure it was Eric, because who else would Carrie have got close too so quickly. When we had managed to get closer, I could see that Carrie’s arms were tight around his neck, and his hands were massaging her bum. As they turned slightly to silhouette, I could see that their noses were touching and just the tips of their tongues were sparring. Eve saw too, and she was breathing faster as we watched. I thought it best if we get away, in case she lost control. I was quite excited by what I saw, and would have liked to watch more, but I couldn’t take a chance on her jealousy. So I steered her away, and she was eager to follow.

“Where can we go that we can talk?” Eve asked me, quietly. We could still see the cuddling couple, but far enough not to be intrusive. And that presented a problem. As tactfully as I could, I told her I really couldn’t go anyplace with lights right now. I had a bit of a bulge in my pants that wouldn’t be hidden without pulling my shirt tails out. We would just have to wait a minute and hope I could relax a bit.

Eve giggled at my plight, then was thoughtful. “Carrie kissing Eric gives you a boner? I think Eric would have the same reaction to you kissing me. I always say he’s a dirty old man. Maybe he’s not the only one.” A pause as she gathered a few scattered thought, “Are you easily shocked? You can’t be if your wife making out gives you a hard-on. Eric has said many times he would love to watch me get fucked by another man.. I can’t see it ever happening, but you should know this is the guy making out with your little Carrie right now.”
I grinned , “I can’t imagine any other kind of man making whoopee with a strange married girl. So I’m not worried by that. But maybe you should know that the way into Carrie’s pants is through her lips. Kissing is very erogenous with her, even though she thinks its innocent. I couldn’t get to first base with her until I just stopped being clever and settled down to good old fashioned necking. We’ve been fucking ever since. I wonder if Eric knows haw close he is to a really good thing.”

Eve pursed her lips playfully. And reached out to check the state of my boner, not going away, especially after her grope. “Ooh, still there, and very nice. You know what might be fun? You guys should come over to our place and we should see how we get on there. Are you good for that?”
I was indeed good for that. Having you cock grasped by a girl you have known about half and hour makes you good for anything. But I did have to warn Eve that Carrie, despite being very friendly, was innocent, and might be quite shocked to think more was expected of her.. It was a thing worth trying, though.

I took Eve’s hands and drew her even closer. “You understand we have just stood here and hatched an idea that might see us having wild sex sometime very soon?’
Our noses were almost touching by this point, “I would never fuck a man that I haven’t kissed.”
And then, we were kissing. Not the voracious kissing of Carrie, but playful, leaving room for other play, like her hands returning to my cock, and arranging it in such a way that the bulge wouldn’t be too obvious, while I fondled her breasts. I couldn’t invade her dress in that place, but at least I laid the groundwork for more later.

The smell of pizza broke us from our embrace, as a flood of people followed their noses to the bar for nibblies. Also, someone turned up the lights, and even our corner became very public. Carrie was suddenly alone, as Eric was forced by discretion to give her some space. Its not like nobody knew us there, after all. So I was quickly able to reclaim my wife, her flushed and excited, me trying not to show my boner.

“Hi, sweets, I’ve been looking for you, but it was too dark, and this place is big. Having a good time?” I have to admit I was having a bit of hard time acting natural. I had just left a grope with a rather smashing lady who had been stoking my cock, which had been hardened by watching Carrie petting with Eric. My present mission was to talk her into going to their place for who knew what? I had taken Carrie’s cherry and my own experience had been very sparse, so extra-marital sex was never something that had been mentioned. Even now I couldn’t suggest it. After all, Carrie was the kissing fool, always good for the extra smooch whenever the occasion called for one. What I had seen didn’t mean she was ready for an orgy. At the same time, I knew kissing did prime the raging hormones in her, often beyond her control. There had been times, I knew, when she had been happy to have me around just to keep her from doing something foolish.

“Are you OK with going over to Eve and Eric’s? Are you getting on with him good enough to see more? Eve wants us to come. She’s talking to Eric now. I can’t imagine him not going along with it.”
I caught just the flicker of a wicked little leer on Carrie, then she composed herself. “Sounds like fun. Her they are now.”

And then we were steamrolled by the infectious enthusiasm of both Eric and Eve and within minutes we had agreed to carrying the party to their house. When it was proposed that Eve come with me and Carrie with Eric so no-one got lost, my cock jumped again at the thought of Carrie and Eric alone in the same venue I had first fucked her in. Especially with his bantering remark about a quicky on the way. But the mood was light, and the thought of being alone with Eve didn’t hurt at all. We weren’t out of the yard before she had my fly open . I think she would have sucked me, but much as I would have loved it, I had to caution her that it might not happen. It all depended on Carrie.

WE parked on the street and waited a few minutes for the others, and I wondered if the quicky thing was a joke after all. In the meantime, I let Eve stroke my cock while I freed her tits for a fondle. I was close to exploding with the stimulation. Eve really is a gorgeous lady, and here I was, an hour after meeting her, playing with her pert nipples while she gently fondled my cock.. Lots of less cool guys would have blown their loads. Then we were in the headlights, and Eve had to tuck me and herself in while I followed the other car in.
It was a bit awkward, at first, in the house. Here we all were, where we wanted to be, but how to get started? Eve was maybe the randiest. After all, it was to her that Eric had been promoting the idea of a strange fuck, and now with one within reach, she wasn’t about to let it go. I knew I had to get Eric and Carrie necking again to get the pot boiling. Oh, OK, so I could watch up close too. So I kissed her myself, then when Eric offered us his bed, turned her to face him so he could kiss her too. She was nervous at first, with me there, but like I said, kissing pump the hormones in this babe, and my voyeuristic side got an eyefull as she opened wide for Eric’s tongue. What she likes to call ‘give him both barrels’. Not that many guys had got them, to my knowledge.

It happened rather quickly, after that. Eve unzipped Carrie’s dress and Eric pounced on the bare skin, running his hands down under her panties, then up her sides, easing her dress forward and her back, so her dress dropped off her shoulders the same time Eve got her bra. Suddenly she was topless, her breasts in Eric’s hand, and she gazing down in wonder at the show. But if there is one thing that makes Carrie hornier than kissing, it is having her nipples tickled. In her heightened state of excitement, it must have brought her close to orgasm as we stood there. She watched speechless as Eve opened Eric’s pants, then obediently pulled his boxers over his erection, and a beauty it was. I almost creamed myself watching as Carrie first just looked at it, then reached for it and spread a big drop of precum over the head, bringing a moan from both Eric and Eve. Then we were all in the bedroom as fast as Eve could herd us. Eve and I shed the last of our clothes en route, then quickly pealed what was left of their clothes, they being unable to take their hands off each other’s body.

It was hard to take my eyes off the scrum on the bed after Eve had tackled them onto it, but I felt I had to take stock of my prize too. Naked, Eve couldn’t have been more than 90 pounds, and small boned at that. I wondered how big a cock she could take, and then thought about the boner Carrie was even now bringing close to her pussy, easily as big as mine. And while Eve was impressed by what she was holding, she didn’t look scared. No, that definitely was not a scared look on her face. But she held herself in check long enough to help her mate impale Carrie, watched two or three strokes, then rolled over and said that was long enough. Later she told me she had been thinking of waiting to fuck me till Eric could watch as he had always said he wanted to. But dammit, a girl’s gotta have what a girl’s gotta have. It was tough on me too. I had this incredibly sexy little vixen pulling me to herself, right where I wanted to be, but in the corner of my eye I could still see my sweety having her pussy pounded by a man she had only met an hour or so before. Moreover, the way she was wrapping her legs around him and rocking her pelvis into him, she was having a great time doing it.

But by then I was feeling Eve’s cunt taking in my cock, and wondering what branch of heaven this was. And what a fuck she was (and is)! For 90 pounds, she is very strong, and whenever I tried to go slow to savour the moment or whatever, her thighs would grasp me and her pelvic rocks would force me to pound away just to do my share. Then she would spread eagle and I would be pounding into this exquisite little body that shouldn’t have been able to take that kind of abuse. We both came within minutes . There could be no prolonging something like that when we could both hear Eric sex talk to Carrie and Carrie responding in turn. As we came down from our cloud we both watched as Eric lifted up so they could look down at their union, and I just had to do the same with Eve. She was so tiny, I almost felt like a pedophile monster, watching my still firm boner gently now just probing inside her pussy.

This was a new game to her. Eric had never tried just barely moving, just penetrating and making only enough movement to tease, but after a couple minutes Eve started breathing very quickly again, urging me to keep doing the same thing, not to break the spell I had woven. I knew the other two were by no spectators, and that was a trip, knowing they knew what I was doing to Eve, and knowing Eric was finally getting his wish. Eve was in full cry, her body rigid with ecstasy, and I was quite proud of my forbearance as I just continued my slow fractional strokes. Then Eve went limp, and just pulled me into herself.

“That was a bit selfish of me, wasn’t it? Did you mind? What can I do for you now?” Her beam was so open and honest, no one could believe she had just had what some would call a sordid fling.. Which tells me there was noting at all sordid about it.
But it was break time for the band, and really the end of this narrative. Of course we will fuck again, and have since that night, but this was all about the first seduction, which both couples accused the other of. I knew Carrie was flirt, but I would never have the nerve or even the thought to suggest this game to her, and I don’t believe Eric ever thought his fantasy of Eve fucking another man was anything other than a bit of bedroom spice between them only. Who cares? Two rocks came together and there was this spark. Mankind has never looked back.
Ever hear of a website could AFF? Eric found it, and told Carrie about it. it’s a whole new world….