It was a beautiful, crisp morning in the City, the first of the season. While I knew the heat would return later in the week, I decided to bask in the cool temperatures and go for an early morning run in Central Park.

The sun had started to peak behind the crystal glass of the New York skyline as I finished my run and returned to my apartment. The unmistakable sound of Amy's yawning filled the house, making me aware of her presence. I crept into our room and slipped into bed beside my wife.

"Someone seems happy to see me," Amy whispered while grinding her butt against my crotch.

Between the run and seeing my wife lying there like a beautiful porcelain doll, I was sporting a hard-on. Amy rolled her hips against my tented shorts, teasing me. While we knew there was no time for play, Amy never missed an opportunity for sexual contact. She grabbed my hand, placing it atop her pert breast. My wife rarely slept with her top on, allowing me unfettered access to her swollen nipples. I twirled my fingers around her rose-colored areola, teasing the sensitive skin until I felt tiny bumps forming around her nipple.

"Ugh, that feels great babe. I wish we had time to fuck," Amy moaned.

I nibbled at her ear, running my tongue along her ear lobe, allowing my hot breath to coat her supple skin. Amy reached back for my cock, and began rubbing the length of it over my shorts. I could feel Amy's tits rising and falling the longer we played with one another. Her heart was bursting through her chest, and her breathing became increasingly ragged.

Suddenly, Amy pulled away.

"Okay, we need to stop. If you don't, I won't be able to control myself," she stated.

"Is that a bad thing?" I joked.

"It would mean the kids would miss school. So, yes," she retorted.

As Amy made the bed, I informed her of an email I had received from Mike.

"By the way, Mike is coming into town in a few weeks with his new girlfriend. He wants to meet up," I told her.

"Oh, really. I thought Hailey didn't know about our special relationship. Isn't she miss conservative?" Amy snidely said.

"She doesn't, but I'm sure we will figure out a way to explain how we know each other. It sounds like someone is jealous that Hailey is interfering with things," I remarked.

"Not jealous. I'm just horny. That's all. It would have been fun if the three of us got to play," Amy responded.

"You have been horny ever since we got back from Miami," I pointed out.

Amy reached forward, rubbing my cock once again, before slinking away.

"I haven't heard you complain once," she said, looking over her shoulder and walking towards the boy's room.

The truth is Amy and my sex life had never been better. Since returning from Miami, we couldn't control ourselves. We were insatiable, trying new positions, experimenting with toys, and even introducing roleplaying into our relationship.

Yet, while I looked forward to meeting Hailey, I shared in my wife's frustration.

A few weeks later, Mike emailed me again, asking if we would join them for dinner and some drinks the Saturday night of their visit. Checking our calendar, Amy and I quickly agreed.

Weeks passed before we heard again from Mike. I sat on pins and needles as Amy read aloud the message he sent her.

"This may seem sudden, but Hailey was wondering if you would take her shopping tomorrow? We arrived in the City this morning, and she's feeling very self-conscious about her clothing choices. She wants you to get her dressed like a "City Girl."" The message read.

"What does that mean?" I genuinely asked.

"It means she wants to look hot," Amy quipped.

Amy looked off in the distance, clearly imagining Hailey stripping before her. There was a glint in my wife's eyes. It was a look I had seen many times before but never when discussing another woman.

"Someone looks lost in their lust," I commented.

"I was just thinking about where to take her shopping," Amy replied.

"Are you sure this is a good idea? She doesn't know about our special relationship with Mike," I reminded her.

"What do you think I'm going to do? Try to fuck her in a dressing room?" Amy joked.

"Well, now that you have mentioned it, that is all I'll be thinking about," I teased.

The next morning, I drove the kids to my in-laws while Amy met Hailey. When I returned home, I saw that I had received an email from Amy.

"Don't be mad at me, but this is how I dressed to go shopping today."

When I opened the attachment, I was shocked to find a picture of my wife wearing a tiny cropped tee with no bra and her latex leggings. My cock hardened as I stared at my wife's sexy outfit. It was clear my wife had one goal today, and that was to seduce Mike's girlfriend.

I turned on the TV, hoping to distract myself from my out-of-control imagination. All I wanted to do was jerk off, but I hoped that I would be rewarded for saving my cum for Amy. Hours passed, and I fell asleep on the living room couch. I awoke to the sound of Amy plopping down onto the couch beside me.

She was flanked by several shopping bags containing goodies I could only imagine.

"So, how was it?" I groggily voiced.

"It was a blast. Hailey is a lot more fun than I gave her credit for," Amy announced.

I smiled widely, imagining Amy pushing Hailey against the fitting room wall and having her way with her new friend.

"Get your mind out of the gutter. It was nothing like that. Hailey was just very funny and way more adventurous than Mike's description of her led me to believe," Amy said.

"How'd she react to your outfit? You look so sexy," I asked.

"Well, initially, she didn't say anything, but you know me, there was no way I was going to let that slide. I did everything I could to draw attention to what I was wearing. I kept slowly bending over in front of her. The latex made so much noise every time I did it. It was hard to miss," Amy cackled.

I was at rapt attention, listening with bated breath to every word my wife uttered.

"Go on," I said.

Amy swung a leg over my lap. I glanced down between her crotch as she mounted me, savoring the sight of the tight latex molded against her labia.

"Eventually, she asked me how I was so comfortable in my body. She told me that she wished she had it in her to wear more revealing clothing," Amy breathlessly said.

"I bet you were willing to help with that," I teased her.

My wife began gyrating her hips against my aching crotch while continuing to tell me her story. In some ways, the more I thought about it, her whole day acted as foreplay, and she was as desperate to cum as I was.

"I took her to this great boutique I love down in the Village. You should have seen her face when we walked in. The shop is known for its more risqué fashion, and when we walked in, Hailey looked like she was going to faint," Amy went on.

Listening to my wife had me on edge. I gripped Amy's hips, savoring the feeling of the smooth, cold latex underneath. My cock was raging hard as I pushed my hips up, doing my best to meet Amy's gyrations.

"Just like that, baby. You know if you keep doing that, I won't be able to continue talking, Amy softly moaned.

"I'm pretty sure I would be okay with that," I laughed.

Amy rested her hands on my chest, bracing herself as she rocked back and forth on my lap.

"Hailey initially seemed uneasy, but soon, I felt her relax. As we walked through the aisles, Hailey ran her hands over the clothes. It was like she was trying to decide if it was okay for her to embrace a side of herself she had long blocked off," she continued.

Amy momentarily paused. She reached for the hem of her shirt before dragging it overhead. She cupped her breasts, massaging her nipples with her palms. The heat was rising in my wife. Her eyes glazed over, and a pinkish glow formed on her cheeks. I sensed Amy's need and wanted to take things to the next level, but she wasn't done teasing herself or me.

Amy continued relaying her story.

"I was shocked when Hailey grabbed a latex mini skirt and some pretty revealing shirts. Desperate to try them on, she dragged me to a fitting room. She quickly stripped before me, not caring if I stared at her naked body. The little minx was horny! Her face was flush, and her chest heaved with every breath. Let me tell you, the bikini pic Mike sent us doesn't do her body justice. She looked hot!" Amy groaned.

I rocked against my wife, embedding my throbbing cock between her latex-covered slit. Amy ground into me, her body signaling that she needed this as much as I did.

"I couldn't take my eyes off her. She struggled to get the black latex mini skirt up her legs. She shimmied this way and that, but it was a no-go. Eventually, she looked at me with her baby blue eyes, begging for help. She seemed so innocent. I momentarily felt bad because my intentions were anything but. I ran my hand up her long, smooth legs until they reached her hips and helped her pull the skirt up. Her ass looked divine in this thing. My pussy was so wet watching her spin around, putting a show on for me. I had to do everything in my power to control myself," my wife said, lust dripping with her every word.

"You don't have to control yourself now," I uttered.

Amy slipped down my legs until she was kneeling before me on the floor. With one hard yank, she ripped my shorts off, allowing my cock to spring free. With one finger at a time, she wrapped her hand around my pulsing dick. Precum was leaking out of me and onto my wife's dainty fingers. Our gazes linked as she stuck out her tongue and licked a drop of liquid from the head. I sighed loudly and bucked my hips forward. Amy knew what I wanted and didn't hesitate to fulfill my dreams. She twirled her tongue around the head before pursing her lips and dragging them over the length of my veiny manhood.

"Amy," I howled.

She smiled at me with her eyes, while her lips never left my cock. Up and down, Amy bobbed her head, salivating around my dick. Amy slipped one hand between her legs and pressed her latex leggings between her labia. Without missing a beat, she rubbed her clit, savoring the feeling of the smooth fabric on her bare cunt. Seeing the desire in her eyes was bringing me closer to the edge.

"If you don't stop, I'm going to cum. I need to fuck you," I bellowed.

Amy said nothing. She simply pulled her leggings off, stood above my lap, lined my cock up with her hole, and plunged herself down on me. My wife's wetness enveloped my dick, gripping it as if her life depended on it. I pushed up, embedding myself deeper into her needy cunt. Amy racked her hips back and forth. The unmistakable sound of skin slapping together echoed throughout the house. This was no lovemaking. Amy and I were fucking to cum.

"Give it to me, you slut. Fuck my cock like the whore I know you are," I urged.

Amy discovered that she loved being spoken to like that when fucking, something that I was still getting used to.

"Use my fuck hole, master. I was such a bad girl today, seducing Mike's sweet little girlfriend," she purred.

I leaned forward, taking one of her inflamed nipples between my teeth. Amy's head flew backward as I nibbled at her engorged nub. Her hips darted back and forth, impaling herself on me.

"I bet my little whore wife wanted Hailey to lick her sweet pussy. You wanted her to be your lesbian sex slave, didn't you?" I told her

Hearing that sent her over the edge, "I'm cumming," she yelled.

A flood of her hot juices coated my dick as her pussy clutched my cock. Between the dirty talk, seeing Amy cum, and the sensation of her pussy around my dick, it was too much for me. Squirt after squirt of my cream filled my wife's pussy. My orgasm erupted out of me, causing every muscle to clench. My body felt like it was engulfed in an unending fire.

We both collapsed in a pool of sweat. Cum seeped out of Amy's cunt as she cuddled up beside me on the couch. We awoke a few hours later to a text from Mike confirming our plans for the night.

Looking at the clock, Amy and I realized we didn't have a lot of time to get ready. I offered to shower first to give her more time to prepare. I quickly rinsed off, threw on a button-down shirt and jeans, and plopped back on the couch, giving Amy space to get dressed.

As I sat around waiting for Amy to return, my mind wandered. Visions of Amy slipping her hand up Hailey's legs while she tried on the latex mini skirt flitted through my mind. My cock instantly hardened. I pictured Amy teasing Hailey, inching her way ever closer to Hailey's pussy, until my wife finally touched her wet slit. I imagined Hailey feigning surprise while simultaneously spreading her legs wider, welcoming my wife's devilish fingers.

Amy found me staring off into space, lost in a world of my own making.

"You know you have a creepy grin on your face. What were you thinking about?" she laughed.

"Oh, you know the normal. I was just picturing my wife fingering another woman in the dressing room," I teased.

Amy was standing there naked. Her damp hair curled naturally, framing her face. She had already done her makeup. Her eyeliner was dark, giving her a sultry look, while her bright red lipstick brought my attention straight to her kissable mouth. Amy's skin looked dewy and fresh, a perfect contrast to the sexy makeup she had on.

My wife carefully pulled a T-shirt overhead and slipped on her thong and a pair of shorts.

"Hailey and I are going to get dressed at the hotel," she informed me.

When we arrived at the hotel, Amy and I were shocked by how nice it was. As we entered the suite, Mike greeted us with a big hug.

"I missed you, guy," he said.

"We missed you, too," Amy replied while kissing him on the cheek.

The kiss lingered longer than a normal hello kiss would, making me worried that Hailey would pick up on the sexual tension that filled the air between us.

"You must be Hailey. Mike has told me so much about you," I exclaimed.

"Well, besides being friends online, I feel like Mike barely has told me anything about you two, but after spending the day with Amy, I can tell why the three of you are friends. Amy is such a free spirit," Hailey said.

Free spirit. That phrase stuck with me. I wondered what my wife said and did that made Hailey think of us that way.

"Care for a drink?" Mike offered.

"Sure," Amy and I replied in unison.

The air was ripe with tension, and Amy and I needed something to help calm us down.

"Let's leave the boys alone and go get ready," Amy said.

Mike and I drank our beers, awaiting the women's return. Their giggles and laughter could be heard in the living room, making Mike and I wonder what all the fuss was about.

Finally, the door swung open, and we instantly knew the wait was worth it.

Amy sauntered out, wearing a tight, little black latex mini dress. The smooth fabric hugged her curves and squeaked with every movement. I was shocked by her outfit, especially since we were going to a low-key lounge in the West Village. Mike's mouth swung open the second he saw my wife. I tapped him on the shoulder, bringing him out of his trance, not wanting him to get in trouble with his girlfriend.

My wife turned around, expecting Hailey to be right behind her, yet she was nowhere to be seen.

"Oh, come on, Hailey. You put all this work into your look for tonight. Come and show the boys," Amy shouted.

Looking down, Hailey shyly walked into the room. While my wife looked like sex personified, I was shocked by how breathtaking Hailey looked. Sheepishly, Hailey stood there in a black mini-skirt and a matching red tube top.

"Wow," Mike uttered.

Hailey looked up and smiled. Her lips were painted a deep red, making them pop against her pale skin. My eyes caught hers. The smokey purple shadow she applied pulled me deep into her hazel eyes, making me feel lost in their allure.

Amy took Hailey's hand and spun her around, showing off her new friend's transformation.

"Pretty good, right?" Amy said.

Mike and I just stared, uncertain of what we could say that wouldn't make Hailey feel uncomfortable. She looked amazing, and I was shocked my wife was able to get her to dress so sexy.

"Cat seems to have caught their tongue, huh? I guess we did something right," Amy laughed.

Mike stood up and embraced his girlfriend.

"You look amazing!" Mike exclaimed.

"It isn't too much? You know I never," Hailey said before Mike cut her off.

"Hailey, you look great. I'm proud of you," he said.

"Let's do this," Amy cheered while taking my hand and leading me to the door.

As we walked through the streets of Manhattan, Mike and I proudly held our women close. Men and women alike turned their heads, taking in the sight before them. Amy and Hailey strolled down the street like two women who knew their power. Being beside them was tantalizing. I couldn't wait to see what the night would bring.

"Four Maker's on the rocks, please?" I asked the bartender.

We settled at a table in the back near the small dance floor.

"To a night worth remembering," Amy toasted.

The three of us joined in, clinking our glasses together and sipping on our drinks. Amy sat across from Hailey, making sure she was in direct eye line with her. As the drinks flowed, the attraction between the two of them was palpable. It was as if some unspoken bond was created while they went shopping together.

Hailey's gaze never left my wife's. While we were hoping to seduce Hailey, it felt like she was the one on the prowl. With every chance she got, Hailey touched Amy. At first, it was barely noticeable touches with her fingertips, but as the night progressed, she inched her chair closer and closer to her until she was close enough to interlock her leg with my wife's. Their smooth legs rubbed together as if they were old lovers.

Mike and I gave each other knowing looks, worried that if we said anything, we would ruin the vibe.

"So, how are you liking the City? Mike made it seem like you were a bit nervous to visit," Amy asked.

"I was, but you have made me feel right at home. Shopping with you today was revelatory. Walking through the streets together opened my eyes to this whole other wavelength that the City offered," Amy gushed.

"Wavelength?" I asked.

"I don't know how to say this without sounding like a prude, but I've always been a bit conservative. It was just the way I was raised. I guess I just shut myself off from it before, but seeing Amy feel so free in her body awakened something in me. It was like my eyes had been opened to this sexual energy Manhattan had. My body has been buzzing all day," Hailey admitted.

Hailey bit her lower lip while looking down at the table. A blush rose in her cheeks as she threw back her drink, trying to regain her composure.

Amy could sense Hailey's unease. Taking her by the hand, Amy pulled her towards the dance floor.

"Let's dance," she shouted over the thumping bass.

Hailey grinned, allowing herself to be led onto the dance floor. The music was pumping, giving both women the freedom to let loose.

Mike and I stood to the side and watched the show. As the women danced, you could feel the connection between them grow. Their bodies moved in perfect synch with one another as they gyrated their hips to the music, never missing a beat. Their hands and legs intertwined to the point where it was hard to tell where my wife ended, and Hailey began.

With one hand on Hailey's hip and the other on the small of her back, Amy pulled Hailey closer. Their tits pressed together as the gap between them fully closed. Sweat dripped down their chests, trickling into the valley between their breasts. The two of them glistened under the strobe lights, pulling attention from every passerby.

While Hailey seemed shy at first, she increasingly became the aggressor. She slid her thigh between Amy's leg, pressing it into her crotch. Not to be outdone, Amy returned the favor. The two of them ground into her other, lost in their own world.

Finally, they broke apart, both of them breathless. Amy and Hailey were panting as they made their way back to the table. Hailey's hands rarely left Amy's dress. With every touch, the latex crackled beneath her. She ran her hands up and down the length of the shiny fabric, savoring the smooth texture.

We ordered one more round of drinks, hoping to let the mood simmer. Amy and Hailey were all over each other, laughing and giggling like they had known each other their whole lives.

When we left the bar, the night was still young, and the four of us were feeling good.

"This may be a bit bold of me, but how about we all go back to your hotel room," Amy said.

Hailey gasped before catching herself and laughing. A part of her knew what Amy was insinuating and was excited by the prospect of bursting out of her conservative shell.

"Let's do it," Hailey replied.

Walking hand and hand, Amy and Hailey sauntered down the busy New York City street. While the Village was full of sexy young co-eds, Mike and I were solely focused on the two beauties walking ahead of us.

"Is this really happening? I said, leaning into Mike.

"I have no idea," he retorted.

This whole night had felt like a fever dream, but now, as we walked towards Mike's hotel room, it seemed like the dream may become a reality.

The women causally caressed each other's arms, walking together without a care in the world. To the outside observer, the two women seemed to be romantic, if not sexual, partners. Mike and I walked in silence, worried that if we said anything, it would disturb the energy.

"You are so cute. I have to say I love that top on you. I have not been able to take my eyes off your tits all night," Amy gushed.

Hailey looked down and blushed. Momentarily, I worried that Amy took her compliments too far, but my worries were quickly washed away.

Looking back up at my wife, Hailey breathed, "I'm glad. I like it when you look at me."

The air suddenly grew still. Time itself felt like it had stopped moving. Amy reached her hands up towards Hailey's innocent-looking face and cupped it. She leaned forward and supplely planted her lips on Hailey's. Seconds passed before Hailey responded to the kiss. Mike and I froze, terrified that his girlfriend would storm off, yet soon Hailey kissed Amy back. Tentatively, the two of them nibbled at each other's lips.

I could tell that Hailey was nervous, having never kissed another woman, let alone in front of her boyfriend. Yet, she quickly relaxed, pressing her tight body into my wife's. Amy bit Hailey's lower lip, stretching it as she pulled away.

"Wow," Hailey muttered under her breath.

"Let's get to your room," Amy cried out.

Dashing through the lobby, we made our way to the elevator bank. Onlookers gawked, some giving us dismayed looks, yet I knew they would be jealous if they knew what we were about to do.

The second we opened the door, I shuffled over to the minibar and poured us some drinks. While I knew Amy, Mike, and I would have no problem following through with this, I had a feeling Hailey may need a little liquid courage.

"Cheers. To a night of new and unexpected things," I toasted.

Hailey took one sip before putting her drink down and lying on the bed. Amy cuddled beside her and started kissing her neck. Hailey's sweat covered skin was salty, adding to the allure. My wife had one goal in mind, and nothing was going to stop her from getting what she wanted.

Amy twirled her fingers along Hailey's bare stomach. Hailey giggled, ticklish under my wife's touch.

"Sorry," Amy whispered.

"No, I liked it. Please continue," Hailey reassured her.

Amy trailed her fingers upward, taking her time to explore every inch of Hailey's torso. Hailey's chest heaved as she lay there frozen, anticipating Amy's hands on her chest.

With one tug, Amy released Hailey's tits from her constraining tube top. I watched on excitedly, recording every movement in my mind's eye.

Hailey's tits were smaller than my wife's, yet her areola was almost twice the size. Her quarter-sized, dark rose-colored nipples stood tall, beckoning my wife to them. Time slowed to a crawl as Amy leaned over to kiss Hailey. Their lips met, smacking together, almost like they couldn't get enough of each other. Hailey hesitantly reached out. When her hand brushed against Amy's latex dress, I caught a smile crossing her lips.

"Please explore my body," Amy told Hailey.

Amy smiled softly, providing Hailey with the confidence she needed. The latex rustled under Hailey's hand, making her every touch known. She traced her fingers along the curves of Amy's body, practically memorizing every inch of my wife.

While the two of them continued to make out, Mike and I joined them on the bed. As if emboldened by our presence, Hailey cupped Amy's tits, massaging the latex into Amy's erect nubs.

"Fuck," Amy moaned.

Refusing to be outdone, Amy sucked Hailey's right nipple between her lips while twirling her tongue around it.

"I never imagined," Hailey gasped.

My wife kissed Hailey's pillowy flesh. With every peck, Hailey's chest rose and fell. Breathlessly, she pushed her chest up, urging Amy to continue. My wife nibbled her way over to Hailey's other breast, leaving a wet trail behind. She blew onto Hailey's nipple, making it expand and grow even harder.

"Don't tease me. I can't take it," Hailey pleaded.

Amy wasn't about to give in, though. She kissed around the edges of Hailey's breast, spending extra time attending to the underside of Hailey's tits. With a loud pop, Amy sucked Hailey's nipple between her lips.

Hailey slipped her fingers through my wife's hair, gripping her head tightly. Amy slithered her hand down Hailey's legs until she reached the hem of her mini skirt. While continuing to attend to Hailey's tits, Amy yanked up the skirt and spread Hailey's legs wide.

Mike and I watched on with bated breath. Something about this moment felt like the point of no return. Once Amy started playing with Hailey's pussy, we both knew we would end up fucking.

Carefully, my wife trailed her fingers around Hailey's vulva. Her underwear was already soaking wet, anticipating Amy's devilish fingers. Pushing Hailey's underwear to the side, Amy spread Hailey's lips apart, showing Mike and me her shimmering slit. Hailey's juices dripped down into her asshole as my wife ran her middle finger up and down her pussy.

"You are making me feel so good. I never imagined a woman," Hailey moaned before being cut off by Amy suddenly rubbing her clit.

"Fuck!" Hailey yelled.

"Get her pussy ready for me, Amy. I can't wait to fuck my girlfriend in front of you," Mike ordered.

Mike unbuckled his pants, revealing his swollen manhood to the three of us. Amy grinned, remembering the feeling of his meat deep inside her.

"Hailey, I need to see you take Mike's cock. Fuck him for me while Justin fucks me next to you," Amy purred.

Amy wrapped her small hand around Mike's cock, making it look even bigger than it was. She rubbed the tip of his dick along the length of Hailey's pussy, before guiding it into her.

"Hailey, look at how good he fills you," Amy commented.

Lust dripped with her every utterance, leaving no question how turned on my wife was. Even in our wildest dreams, we never imagined this night going the way it had.

"Come here. I need you inside me," Amy hollered.

She pulled her thong off and then got on all fours. I carefully pushed her latex dress up around her waist, careful not to rip the rubbery material. Amy leaned forward to kiss Hailey, moaning into her mouth while I slid my cock deep inside her.

The two women continued to kiss while Mike and I ravaged their cunts. The room reeked of sex, adding to the excitement.

Sweat dripped down Amy's body. Her latex dress clung to her skin, causing her to perspire even more. Strands of Amy's hair stuck to her face as she threw her body back against my engorged cock.

I watched Mike slowly burrow his dick into his girlfriend, making sure to grind his pelvis into her clit with every pass.

"I'm so close. I never imagined," Hailey moaned.

Amy sucked Hailey's nipple between her lips while caressing her other breast. The added sensation of another person playing with her chest while her boyfriend impaled her was just what she needed to send her over the edge.

Hailey's body convulsed as she gripped the sheets. Mike and I nodded at each other, showing our appreciation for what we were witnessing. Mike's once conservative girlfriend had been transformed, and we both knew Amy had a lot to do with the change.

Mike pulled out of Hailey to give her a second to regroup and catch her breath. Amy's eyes widened the second she saw Mike's cum covered dick. She reached forward and pulled him into her mouth. Amy ran her tongue along the base of Mike's dick, relishing in the taste of Hailey's wetness mixed with Mike's precum.

"That is so hot," Hailey said.

"I'd rather be licking your juices straight from the source," Amy replied, with an impish look splattered across her face.

Hailey looked at my wife, uncertain how to react. A glimmer in her eyes clued us into her desire for Amy to go down on her, yet we could all feel her hesitance. She looked to Mike, her eyes begging for guidance.

"This is up to you, baby. Go with your gut," Mike encouraged her.

With a deep sigh, Hailey shimmied her body in front of Amy's face and spread her legs wide.

"Please," was all Hailey said.

Needing no more of an invitation, Amy dove straight in. There was no pretense of teasing or build-up. Amy licked up and down Hailey's slit, drinking up as much of her juices as she could.

"I can taste Mike's precum on you," she gleefully said.

I increased the tempo of my thrust. Seeing my wife go down on another woman was a dream come true. Amy moaned into Hailey's crotch while continuing to flick Hailey's swollen clit with every chance she could.

Amy struggled to focus on the task before her. She was on the verge of cumming, making it difficult to be present to anything but the pleasure that was coursing through her veins.

"God damn!" Amy moaned.

She thrust backward, throwing her whole body against my cock. Amy wrapped her arms around Hailey's legs while burying her face into Hailey's pussy. My wife licked around Hailey's clit, while never stopping her assault on my dick. The whole bed shook as Amy tossed her body around like a ragdoll.

"Suck Mike's cock while I go down on you. I want the four of us to be connected as we fuck," Amy ordered.

Mike kneeled before Hailey, offering his cock to her. She turned her head towards him and sucked the head of his dick between her lips. Her muffled moans sent reverberations through Mike's cock.

"That is amazing, Hailey. Suck my cock while Amy goes down on you," he begged.

Hearing that sent Amy over the edge. With one final push backward against my hard-on, her body spasmed. I continued to grind my cock into her until she tapped my hip, indicating that she needed a break.

"Justin, that was amazing," my wife said, shooting me a smile.

Once recovered, Amy turned her attention back to the task at hand. Hailey's thigh glistened with her wetness, beckoning Amy to her. With her focus now unimpeded, Amy ran her tongue between Hailey's engorged labia, lapping up her juices. Hailey pawed at her chest, pulling and twisting her hardened nubs.

Mike and I sat on either side of Hailey. We moved her hands away, and each took a nipple between our lips.

"Fuck me," Hailey groaned.

Amy slipped a finger into Hailey's tight pussy, while she gently kissed her clit. Hailey's hips bucked wildly, telling my wife that she enjoyed what Amy was doing. Amy was determined to make Hailey cum. She tenderly massaged Hailey's spongy g-spot as she moved her finger in and out of Hailey's warm pussy. Hailey clenched her pussy around Amy's finger as my wife continued to make circles around Hailey's clit with her tongue.

"That feels so good. Eat my pussy, Amy. I can't believe I have three people worshiping my body," Hailey moaned.

Amy wrapped her arms around Hailey's muscular thighs, holding her steady while she licked her clit. Hailey's body trembled with a force that took me by surprise.

"I'm cumming. Please don't stop," Hailey begged.

I continued to nibble at her nipples while Mike did the same. A wave of cum flooded Amy's face as Hailey enclosed her legs around Amy's head, making sure she didn't stop lapping at her clit.

Soon, Hailey's body settled down. Her chest and face were bright red, flush from her arousal. Amy lay on her stomach beside Hailey. The two of them kissed like old lovers, enjoying their post-orgasmic glow.

Mike and I weren't done yet, though. While both women had cum, we had not. Mike teased Amy's asshole, rubbing his finger around the puckered hole. My wife looked at him warily. Yet, as he continued to play with her dark pink spot, Amy seemed to warm to the idea.

She gave me a look, seemingly asking for permission to continue in this direction. I nodded, wordlessly providing my approval.

"I want you both inside me at the same time. I've always wanted to have two guys. Please fuck my ass and pussy together. Make me your slut," Amy grunted.

Amy pushed me on my back and slowly lowered her tight cunt down onto my throbbing dick. She moved her hips up and down, stretching her cunt on my dick. Being back inside my wife, after everything I'd just witnessed, felt incredible.

Mike resumed fingering my wife's ass, preparing it for the oncoming onslaught. While Amy and I occasionally did anal, the thought of having another man inside her tight ass was something out of a dream. I dare not move for fear of cumming and ruining the moment. Mike slowly stretched Amy's hole while adding lube every chance he could.

"I think I'm ready," Amy announced.

Amy smiled at me before kissing me furiously. Her excitement was palpable as we heard the squishing noises of Mike lathering his dick in lube.

Hailey sat on the chair in the corner of the room, watching the three of us. This once demure woman was fingering her pussy, while savoring the show.

"Mike, take her. I need to see you fuck Amy," Hailey purred.

There was a desperation in her voice that shocked the three of us.

Amy spread her ass cheeks as wide as she could. I held her hips, keeping my cock deeply embedded in her. Mike gently poked my wife's ass with his throbbing dick, putting continuous pressure on her stretched-out hole. Inch by inch, I could feel Mike's ass rubbing against mine through the sheer membrane between my wife's ass and cunt.

"Oh my god! Ugh," Amy groaned.

The more Mike filled my wife, the louder her animalistic moans became. Amy's eyes were rolling in the back of her head, and sweat dripped down her body. I could sense the overwhelming nature of what she was experiencing. Once Mike was fully inside my wife, the two of us waited for the go-ahead to proceed.

"Fuck me," Amy begged through batted breath.

Amy struggled to speak. However, grunts and moans flew out of my wife's mouth as Mike and I found a rhythm to our fucking. Amy reached her hand back, gripping onto Mike's hip in an attempt to control the pace of his thrusts. I slowly thrust my dick in and out of her cunt. Amy's tits rubbed against my chest, allowing me to feel their heft and jiggle.

Out of the corner of my eye, I watched Hailey pulling at her nipples and teasing her clit.

"That is the hottest thing I have ever seen. I need to see the two of you fill her with your cum," Hailey voiced.

My body was on fire. Seeing this almost stranger getting off while watching me and her boyfriend pleasure my wife was almost too much.

Sweat dripped down Amy's body as if she was running a race. I'd never seen her perspire so much, but the workout she was getting from Mike and me left her overheated.

"Fuck me," Amy screamed.

She threw her body back and forth, desperate to feel our cocks plunge into her. After several minutes, I sensed Amy was close.

"Give it to me. Fill my tight holes like the slut I am," she hollered as her cunt gripped my dick, and a flood of wetness erupted around me.

Mike pumped harder into Amy, pushing her down onto my cock. Amy's pussy sloshed around on my dick, her juices dripping onto me with every move. Mike grinned wildly as his eyes met mine. He looked to me for permission to fill my wife with his seed. I nodded to him, which was all he needed to increase the tempo of his fucking.

"Cum in her," Hailey ordered.

Mike's loud grunts echoed through the room as his cock throbbed on the other side of Amy's membrane.

I did my best to meet his animalistic fucking. I shoved my dick into Amy. Mike's now soft cock slid out of my wife.

Hailey walked over to Mike and kissed him, reclaiming him as hers. I could feel their love as they made out. Yet Amy and I were not done.

"Come here, Hailey," Amy called out.

Sitting up, I watched my wife pull Hailey in for a kiss before pressing her face into me. Hailey eagerly kissed me. We took turns passing her back and forth. Amy slipped her fingers between Hailey's legs and was greeted by her well-lubricated cunt.

"You are going to lick my pussy clean," Amy stated.

Hailey simply nodded, understanding her role.

Hearing that sent me over the edge. With several more thrusts, my cock exploded into my wife, sending streams of cum deep inside her.

Eager to feel Hailey's mouth between her legs, my wife quickly dismounted me and lay on the bed.

Hailey's tepidness was overshadowed by her eagerness to please Amy. Despite never having gone down on another woman, she attacked my wife's cunt with gusto. A combination of Mike and my cream seeped out of Amy and pooled in front of her, making a mess out of Hailey's chin.

I lay beside Amy, watching on as Hailey drank large globs of cum out of my wife.

"Just like that," Amy whimpered as Hailey started circling Amy's clit with her tongue.

Watching Hailey go down on another woman reinvigorated Mike's dick. He slid behind his girlfriend and ran his cock up and down her slit.

"Do you want it, baby?" Mike asked Hailey.

"Fuck yes! Stick it in me while I lick Amy clean," Hailey moaned.

Mike slipped his cock inside his girlfriend's eager pussy, pushing her into my wife's crotch. Even in my wildest dreams, I could never have imagined witnessing such a sight.

I sat back and listened to Hailey whimpering into Amy's clit. The two women were in heaven. Exhausted, I was content watching the action while gently caressing Amy's breasts.

Hailey needed more. Momentarily backing away from Amy's pussy, she begged Mike to fuck her harder.

My eyes met hers as she dove back between Amy's legs. I smiled, appreciating how much of a mess her face looked, covered in a mixture of Mike, mine, and Amy's cum.

Mike grabbed Hailey's hips and pulled her towards him as he pushed into her. The loud slapping of skin filled my ears. Hailey's tits bounced with every thrust. It was clear they were enjoying themselves.

"Oh, just like that, Hailey. Yes, use the tip of your tongue," Amy shrieked.

My wife wrapped her legs around Hailey's head down, making me worry slightly that she would suffocate. Amy convulsed, her body spasming in a way I rarely saw.

After a few seconds, Amy pushed away from Hailey.

"Too much," she whispered as she lay her head down on my chest.

Amy closed her eyes, exhausted from her fourth orgasm of the night.

Hailey, no longer having to worry about pleasing my wife, turned her full attention to fucking her boyfriend.

I locked my eyes with Hailey. Gone was the girl I had met earlier in the night. Before me stood a wanton slut who craved to be filled.

"She needs it, Mike. Give her the cream she desires. Make her your slut," I uttered.

Hailey's eyes and mouth shot open, relishing the streams of cum splashing against her vaginal walls.

As Mike pulled out, he collapsed onto the bed beside his girlfriend. The four of us just lay there, savoring the unimaginable acts we just performed. Mike held Amy tightly, providing the care he knew she would need after pushing herself so far from her comfort zone.

We soon said our goodbyes, all of us knowing that this was the beginning and not the end of our playing together.