Sharing Wives for a Hot Outdoor Fuck
In the sultry heat of a summer’s day, two couples found themselves in a compromising yet exhilarating position. The men, childhood friends, had always shared a secret fantasy – the desire to swap wives, if only for one passionate encounter. The women, too, had grown curious about the taboo delights of extramarital fun, especially outdoors amidst nature’s wild embrace.
They had gathered at a secluded cabin nestled deep in the woods. The very air seemed charged with anticipation as they emerged from the cool confines of the cabin, Champagne glasses in hand. The sun’s golden rays filtered through the canopy of leaves overhead, casting shimmering specks of light upon the scantily clad figures below.
“So,” the first man, a tall dark-haired fellow named Jack, began with a suggestive smile. “Are we really going to do this?” His eyes darted from his own wife Lila to his friend’s bride, a curvy blonde named Tyler. Both women exhibited barely contained excitement, their nipples noticeably erect beneath the thin fabric of their sundresses.
Tyler’s husband Jim, a stout bearded rogue, chuckled nervously. “Well, we’ve come this far. And the girls seem…eager.” This was met with coy giggles from the ladies and a round of knowing glances all around.
“Very well then,” Jack intoned, raising his glass. “To new experiences and old friendships!” The others echoed his sentiment and the Champagne was downed, thighs relaxing, inhibitions ebbing away.
With just a few steps, the two couples were upon each other, hands roaming and lips engaged in heated kisses. Jack claimed Tyler’s mouth, quite enjoying the brandy taste and playful way she suckled his tongue. Jim turned Lila’s face towards his and explored her with equal ardor, one hand slipping under her dress to caress the bare meeting of her thighs.
Behind them, a tantalizing production began to emanate, as Tyler and Jack moved to the shady grass. On her back she went, dress hiked up around her waist, panties pulled aside, and Jack quickly shaking off his trunks, tool rigid and pulsating. He knelt between her parted legs, glistening folds laid bare, before sliding easily in and beginning a slow, deliberate rhythm. Mmm, ohhh…*sighrrr*… Ahh! Yes!
Jim turned and watched, transfixed as his buddy furrowed into his blonde bride. What emerged was somewhere between a moan and growl. “Fuck…that’s so hot…”
“Yeah?” replied Jack with a smirk, slowing his strokes. “That’s nothing compared to buried deep in your wife’s hot cunt…” and with this, he returned to his work on Tyler, casual dresser crumpled under his muscular frame, earning more gasps from the onlookers.
Jim was now very much interested in a taste of Lila. Leaning down, he began planting wet kisses on her bare thighs, the rustling of fabric signaling the extraction of his daiicky. His head disappeared underneath her sundress, and shortly soft cries of pleasure rippled outward as Lila began to experience the well-known joys of oral intercourse.
Watching his own wife was the ultimate turn on for Jack, and stealing a glance at Jim plowing Lila’s pussy sent him into overdrive on Tyler’s body. As things heated up, the sounds of sex became even more primal, and the two couples were soon engaged in energetic unison.
Doggy style had Lila howling with delight while Tyler was flipped onto her hands and knees for some reverse cowgirl. At one point, all four could be seen collected in the missionary position, the ladies on the bottom and gentlemen hammering away with abandon. By the end, there was little left to be said as the final spurts of male cum were the culmination of a long awaited dream.
