Chloe was a busy freelance journalist, in her early forties. She was working at home, late afternoon, on her laptop on the kitchen table when her school teacher friend Emily dropped by. Chloe was pleased to have a break from the complex article that she was writing.

It was about swingers’ clubs in her medium-sized city. She had particularly enjoyed doing the field-work for this assignment - it was a good excuse to have a couple of nights where she got to enjoy three or four different cocks in succession, or a couple simultaneously. She was an avid player, much more than her husband realised.

She brewed a coffee, and as she and buxom Emily chatted, the conversation soon turned to sex. Chloe related a couple of bawdy anecdotes about the swingers’ clubs. Then Emily confided that she had used her dildo last night and again that morning. Her husband Derrick was away, working overseas for a few weeks, and Emily was becoming increasingly randy.

“The dildo is OK, I had a couple of reasonable climaxes,” said Emily. “But my cunt is really aching for some proper thrusting cock.”

“Andrew will be home from the gym soon. I’ll get him to take you upstairs for a fuck while I get on with my article,” replied Chloe casually, as though lending out her husband was just a mundane, everyday occurrence.

Emily choked on her cappuccino. “I, er we, er I couldn’t possibly consider that,” she stammered. “I’m sure Andrew would be great in bed, but I would hate to risk spoiling our long-standing close friendship for the sake of a quick fuck.”

“Oh darling, don’t be so naive,” replied Chloe. “I would love you to try Andrew’s cock. He is always carrying on about your cleavage. I will really look forward to hearing about him working your horny nipples over.”

Just then, Andrew burst through the door, flushed and sweaty from his workout. He looked impossibly attractive in his navy tee-shirt and pale blue shorts: tall, blonde and blue-eyed, with an impressively toned body for a guy in his early forties. His shorts were tight, making his bulge particularly prominent.

Emily could feel herself moistening, from both the vision of her friend’s hunky man, and the perhaps very real prospect of getting at that bulge. Emily’s extra-marital experience was much more limited than Chloe’s. She had just managed a couple of drunken one-nighters over the years, with workmates at end-of-year parties, when school teachers traditionally went wild. But she had frequently fantasised about extending that experience.

Andrew recognised the glint in his wife’s eye. He stared unambiguously at Emily’s ample cleavage, displayed wonderfully in her inappropriately low blouse, and said “Hi girls. I hope I’m not interrupting any important cock-chat.”

Chloe stood up and kissed her husband on the lips, slipping her tongue in his mouth briefly. She firmly grasped his bulge as she whispered in his ear the details of the offer she had made to Emily.

She stood back and said, “OK darling. You go upstairs and shower. I’ll send Emily up in five minutes.”

Once Andrew had wandered to the bathroom, Chloe sat close to Emily and slipped a hand under her friend’s short black skirt.

“Oh, yeah, you are really ready, slut”, grinned Chloe, as she felt how soaked Emily’s panties had become. “Andrew is going to love slushing about in there. Now upstairs you go, and enjoy fucking my husband’s wonderful cock. Tell him not to shower afterwards. When I go to bed I want to enjoy tasting your dried juices on his lovely dick.”

Emily made her way upstairs, her juices trickling onto her upper thighs. Her heart was pounding. She heard the shower running. She sat on the bed, and removed her blouse and bra, letting her magnificent double-D tits free.

The noise of the running shower abated. Emily’s hands trembled as she dropped her skirt. She sat on the bed, propped against some pillows, naked except for her sodden knickers. Although she was extremely nervous, she had the presence of mind to sit waiting for Andrew with her hands behind her head, so that her tits pushed forward optimally, nipples protruding provocatively.

Towelled dry, Andrew emerged from the bathroom. He strutted over to Emily, magnificent cock rigidly pointing skywards. His toned, muscular torso and limbs just added to the turn-on for his wife’s needy friend.

Andrew’s beautiful cock was not quite as long as Derrick’s, but it was substantially thicker, roofed by a lovely dense thatch of honey-coloured pubic hair. His huge balls dangled menacingly. Having tossed her soaked panties aside, Emily unashamedly relished gushing her juices onto her friend’s sheets. Doing so made her feel daringly wanton.

Andrew stood next to Emily, and, without saying a word, presented his cock to her hungry mouth. She unhesitatingly engulfed his gorgeous bulbous knob between her lips, and sucked and licked with enormous excitement.

Emily slipped Andrew’s thick dribbling dick further into her mouth, relishing his taste. The appearance and flavour of his cock reminded her of the first and best penis she had sucked, back in her pre-fucking early teachers’ college days.

She wished now that she had yielded to big Milan’s desperate requests for a fuck, but hadn’t quite been ready at that time. Never too late; hopefully Milan would attend their college reunion later in the year, and Emily could atone for missing out when they were young.

Milan had taught Emily that the frenulum was an extremely sensitive part of a cock, and Emily had loved learning how to tease and lightly lick that sensitive band of tissue.

She gently played with Andrew’s frenulum, initially between thumb and forefinger. Then she gently flicked it with her tongue-tip. Andrew groaned ecstatically, and dribbled an impressive quantum of pre-cum, enough for Emily to slurp into her mouth and swallow.

Next, Andrew lay on the bed next to Emily, his head at the level of her chest. He caressed her magnificent breasts and murmured, “At last. For years I have wanted to see and feel them, but I didn’t want to offend you if you weren’t interested. They are so beautiful.”

Andrew took Emily’s aroused, engorged right nipple between his lips, and began to suck it and lick it, making it protrude further with intense arousal. Emily moaned, and gushed some more juices, again finding it kinky to be sullying Chloe’s sheets.

Andrew’s nipple play was wonderful. He skilfully alternated lip and finger pressure. His technique reminded Emily of that of Lara, a particularly randy Canadian music teacher who had taught at Emily’s school for a semester a couple of years ago.

Lara and Emily were both hetero, but each had a penchant for fondling and sucking other women’s tits. Having sussed out this common interest at after-work drinks, for the whole semester the two teachers would, once or twice a week, meet for an hour’s topless play, sometimes at Lara’s apartment, at other times in the school music room after classes.

Both women were large-breasted. Emily was delighted to find that Lara’s succulent tits were a different shape from her own. Lara’s lovely pair were tear-drop-shaped, whereas Emily’s were bell-shaped.

They would sometimes take it in turn to bring each other to orgasm, just from nipple play. At other times they would play simultaneously, and achieve the same beautiful end-point.

Derrick wouldn’t know what struck him when Emily came to bed with him after a tit session with Lara. She would demand heaps of nipple action before she ravenously sucked his cock. Then she would have at least two prompt, noisy orgasms when they fucked, all the while, unbeknown to Derrick, recalling mentally the recent tit workover she had received from the horny Canadian.

Now, Emily reached for Andrew’s aroused, rigid cock, still with horny thoughts of Lara’s tits simmering in the back of her mind. She alternated fondling his thick shaft, and his huge balls. She couldn’t wait to feel it inside her.

However, Andrew’s strategy was different. He reached over to the drawer in the bedside table, and found Chloe’s long, thick, purple dildo, stained and sticky from the journalist’s juices.

“Fuck!” exclaimed Andrew. “This thing was clean before I went to the gym. My horny wife has obviously used it while I was there, just before you dropped in. Insatiable slut. Here, have a taste.”

Andrew held the dildo close to Emily’s mouth so that she could smell and taste her friend’s dried cunt-juice. Emily found it a great turn-on that this was happening while Chloe was just below, in the kitchen.

As Emily licked and sucked her friend’s huge dildo, she could feel gushes of her own juices, flowing onto her thighs. Then Andrew lowered the sex toy to Emily’s sodden genitals, and teased her clit with the knob of the dildo, making her moan with frustration.

Next, he inserted the purple monster into Emily’s hyper-aroused cunt. The thrusts were initially gentle, but soon very vigorous. Andrew sensed that she was close to climax, so removed the dildo, and rolled his wife’s friend onto her left side.

The purple dildo was now suitably lubricated with Emily’s profuse juices. Andrew nonchalantly slipped the toy into her arse, and quite assertively advanced it, eliciting a loud yelp from the schoolteacher. Emily loved thinking of Chloe, downstairs, hearing her cry, perhaps guessing what had caused it.

The way Andrew cleverly manipulated his wife’s dildo in Emily’s anal canal soon made her very excited. While oscillating the toy, Andrew reached around with his other hand, inserted two fingers into Emily’s dribbling pussy, and craftily rubbed her congested clit with his thumb.

A few minutes of this smorgasbord of stimuli proved too much for Emily. She let out a series of uncontrollable shrieks as she experienced a thundering climax, involving wonderful muscular spasms in various regions of her pelvis.

Downstairs, Chloe grinned happily at the raucous shrieks emanating from the bedroom. She decided it was time for a break from work. She poured herself a substantial glass of quality Riesling, and slipped her sodden panties off, tossing them on the table next to the laptop, so that Emily couldn’t miss them when she came through the kitchen on her way out. It was time for a play.

Upstairs, Emily rolled onto her back, anticipating some relaxing afterglow. However, again Andrew had other ideas. He placed a pillow beneath Emily’s buttocks, pushed her legs apart, and gently kissed her labia, relishing her beautiful sexual aroma.

Then it was time for some tongue. Andrew moved the flat of his tongue up and down each outer labium. Emily responded with a lewd, guttural moan.

Next, Andrew very lightly licked Emily’s obscenely engorged clit, eliciting some much louder moaning, audible downstairs in the kitchen, where Chloe was contentedly moving two fingers in and out of her dribbling cunt.

Then Andrew slipped his tongue into Emily’s lovely slit. He thrust it to and fro, driving the schoolteacher into a frenzy. Then he returned to her clit for some more licking and sucking. Emily rocked her pelvis rhythmically in response to Andrew’s provocative sucking. It was at last time for some cock.

Initially, Andrew teased. He alternated rubbing his bloated knob on Emily’s uber-aroused clit with taunting, fleeting penetration, just inserting the head of his cock a couple of centimetres for a few moments before returning it to the clit.

A few cycles of this, and Emily was sobbing with frustration, just as Andrew intended. He knew that his wife’s friend would be all the more aroused when she finally experienced the whole length of his shaft.

Chloe was pouring herself another Riesling as she heard Emily’s frustrated, coarse bellow. “Just stick your fucking dick in properly, you cruel prick,” she shouted.

Chloe grinned, knowing exactly what ploy her raunchy husband would be using to arouse her cock-deprived buddy. She hoped they had found the sticky dildo.

She resumed her self-pleasuring. As she craftily fingered herself towards climax while sipping her wine, she alternated thoughts of the horny activity going on upstairs with memories of the wonderful DP she had experienced a few weeks ago at the swingers’ club with those two black African guys, Devon and Malcolm.

Chloe had given Devon her number. She really hoped that he would call soon. Chloe had so loved sucking his gigantic cock, and he had ravished her arse so skilfully during the DP that she desperately needed a solo fuck with him.

In the bedroom, the proper shagging finally commenced. For years afterwards, Emily would regard it as the most monumental fucking she had experienced. Andrew utilised his fit, muscular body and his thick, rigid cock brilliantly, rotating the over-aroused school teacher repeatedly through several positions: missionary, doggy, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, and spooning.

In each position, Andrew cunningly varied the depth, force, and pace of his thrusts. He would take Emily to the brink of orgasm with harsh thrusting in one position, and then abruptly switch to another position, slowly everything down.

Spooning, doggy, and cow-girl rotations were all enhanced by much erotic nipple squeezing and pulling. Emily’s loudest shrieks of the afternoon occurred during their fourth or fifth go at cowgirl. The aroused leer on Andrew’s face, as he stared at her jiggling tits while she bounced up and down on his rigid pole took Emily over the top, and into a trembling, gushing, shrieking climax.

Andrew promptly followed suit, groaning contentedly with each of several massive spurts. Sated, Emily collapsed into Andrew’s arms, kissing his chest, neck, and lips with gratitude. It had been an incomparably horny experience.

In the kitchen, Chloe had methodically given herself an intense climax, somewhat intensified by the vulgarity and volume of Emily’s aroused noises.

As she finished her wine, easing down after her orgasm, Chloe scrolled through her phone contacts until she found Naomi’s number. Naomi was Emily’s slightly younger sister. Chloe was going to text her to find out when Emily’s husband Derrick would return from overseas.

Naomi was a single nymphomaniac, who also worked in the media, mainly as a TV producer. On many an interstate work jaunt Naomi had led Chloe astray, picking guys up in various notorious bars. Last year, when Naomi’s crew were covering the tennis, she and Chloe had taken the two Spanish guys who had just thrashed the Swedes in the final back to Chloe’s room.

Randy after their success, these swarthily handsome, well-hung jocks were insatiable, greatly enhancing Chloe and Naomi’s appreciation of mixed doubles as a bedroom sport. What gorgeous cocks! What fantastic muscular thighs and buttocks! Perfect for vigorous, relentless thrusting.

As she waited for Naomi to reply to her text, Chloe felt relieved that she had finally orchestrated the Emily-Andrew fuck. She would now feel a little less guilt regarding each of them.

Chloe hoped that from now on she would feel a little more comfortable about the debauched fortnightly threesomes she had been having over the past couple of years with Naomi and the extremely well-endowed Derrick. Fuck, she hoped Derrick would soon be back from abroad.