Geoff and Marie’s Good Life: Part 4

A forty year warmup.

Taking passion to a state of the art.

Based on posts by Only In My Mind, in 15 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

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Main characters.

Geoff: 
 The narrator. A retired materials scientist. Mid-sixties. 5 foot 10
inches, ex amateur rugby player, still swims, runs and walks to keep
fit. More than adequately equipped to satisfy his wife.

Marie: 
 Geoff's wife. A retired modern languages lecturer. Same age as her
husband. 5 foot 2 inches voluptuous build, with D cup tits and
proportionate bum and hips. Shoulder length brown hair, brown eyes and
olive skin inherited from her French grandmother.

Angie: 
 Marie's best friend. A mathematician who claims to be retired. Geoff
suspects that she still consults as a cryptographer for M I 5 at GCHQ
but she won't discuss it. Early sixties. 5 foot 10 inches, slender
athletic build. Firm B cup tits, brown hair and famously dirty mind.

I
sat, rapt, as they explored each other's bodies with their hands as the
kiss went on. Angie put her hands on my wife's full round buttocks and
pulled her so that their bellies were hard against each other. Marie
began to unbutton Angie's blouse to expose the small but perfect tits
barely hidden by her tiny lace bra. My wife removed her friends blouse
entirely and threw it to me while she slipped the bra straps from her
friends shoulders. She reached behind and within seconds the bra flew my
way too.

They
both looked briefly to gauge my response, and smiled as they saw me
grinning at them as I held the discarded clothes to my nose. I wasn't
being pervy. Their scent was delicious; it was Angie's scent.

Seeing
that I was still content to watch, it was Angie's turn to undo the tie
holding Marie's wrap-around dress and as it fell open we were treated to
the sight of her pale blue bra, more substantial than Angie's as it had
to do more heavy lifting, and tiny matching briefs. Marie's bra
followed her dress and again I buried my nose in the fabric as I let the
dress hit the floor. The two women smelled so different. Angie's scent
seemed fresh and outdoorsy, Marie's scent was headier and made me think
of romantic evenings in bed. The pair fondled each other's tits and drew
their hands down each other's bellies but then they stopped and stared
at me. Oh, yes, we were testing the ED22.

My
two, near naked, women stalked across to me and pulled me to my feet.
They each took a hand and held it to a tit. Marie pulled me down to lock
her lips against mine and then eased her tongue into my mouth. "I enjoy
Angie's kisses," she murmured as she broke away briefly. "But I enjoy
yours more."

I
have to admit that the kissing was so intense that I almost neglected
to knead that glorious tit. Note, I said 'almost'. Then Marie peeled my
hand away from her nipple and slowly and deliberately put it between her
legs. I took the opportunity to run my index finger along the gusset,
feeling the puffy mounds either side of that lovely little slit. My God!
She was so damp already

Marie
let go of me and moved around behind so that Angie took center stage.
Angie kissed me too, just as passionately. Only while she and I were
tangling tongues, my wife was undoing my trousers from behind. Once they
dropped away, Angie stood back and unbuttoned my shirt. I tried to
help. That's a lie: I just kept fondling her boobs while they undressed
me.

At
last we were all standing in the bedroom in just our underwear. Marie
in pale blue briefs, Angie in white lace panties and, be honest, you
don't care in the slightest what color M and S undies I had on. It
didn't matter anyway as the girls had mine off in seconds. Marie knelt
in front of me and took my cock in her hands. Little Geoff had started
to pump up when they started on each other. By the time Marie put my
hand on her tit he was already fully at attention.

As
Marie began to stroke me gently as a prelude to showing her teacher the
progress she'd made in her oral sex homework, Angie had moved next to
me and taken my hand and slipped it inside her panties. She was just as
wet as my wife had been. It's odd really, how sexy it seems, groping a
woman inside her knickers. I knew I was going to see, touch, lick,
enter, both of these women's cunts very shortly, but just having my hand
in her pants like that and feeling her up seemed just so fucking, I
don't know, adolescent.

Angie
turned my head to hers and we resumed our passionate kisses. Actually
resumed probably understates it. We resumed kissing but the passion went
up several notches. On my part because my wife was going full-bore porn
star on me and had her nose pressed up against my belly as she inhaled
my cock; on Angie's part because I had my hand in her pants with my
fingers inside her while my thumb did terrible and dirty things to her
clit.

I
tried to be analytical, I really did, but all I could really feel was
my wife's mouth engulfing me, and my fingers in her best friend's cunt.
Insofar as I gave it any thought at all the ED22 didn't seem to make my
cock feel any different.

It
wasn't too long before I managed to take a breath to warn Marie that I
was close but I guessed that she could tell but didn't care much either
way. Ever since I've known her she's been a swallower.

Angie
and I had by now rearranged ourselves a little. We were still swapping
saliva but I had one hand under her bum cheeks and into her cunt from
behind while the other was massaging her tits and paying particular
attention to her nipples. They were like pebbles. In the end we had to
break off from our kiss because neither of us could really focus on it.
We were both so close. I'm sorry ladies, but this time I have to admit
that, despite my best efforts to hold it back, I shot my load into my
wife's mouth before I could bring Angie off.

by
way of atonement, as soon as I'd stopped thrusting my hips trying to
push my cock impossibly far into Marie's mouth to extract the last
strands of semen, we led Angie to our bed and I knelt between her legs
to bring her to her orgasm with my tongue. She was so close that I had
barely got into my stride at sucking her clit when I felt her go over. I
had my hand on her belly at the time and I could feel abdominal muscles
clench as it hit her. I still kept licking though, until she begged me
to stop.

Marie
had been a little trooper. She had given me a great blow job and now it
was my turn to pleasure her. She helped me to slip her panties off. No
ripping these off, this coordinated lingerie stuff isn't cheap. But the
sight that confronted me left me as enchanted as ever, even after over
forty five years together. She spread her thighs for me and I spent a
moment just savoring the view and her scent. I kissed my way up her
thighs until I reached the promised land. I reached up with my hands for
her to press them to her tits while my tongue lapped at her labia. Her
clit was still a little shy so I tried to make friends with it and
eventually it came out to play. We toyed with each other for a minute or
two and then I went to say 'Hello' to her cunt. Gents, try it: say
'Hello' to your partners cunt; I doubt that you'll be disappointed with
the response. Marie certainly seemed to appreciate my efforts.

I
laid between her thighs doing everything I could with hands and tongue
to give her joy, up to and including using my tongue on her bum.
Eventually I realized that my cock was fully hard again and ready to go.
Marie was a little spaced out by now so I decided not to confuse her
with having to choose from a menu of sexual positions and I decided to
go with, what I choose to think of as, 'missionary plus'. That is with
my wife on her back, but with her ankles on my shoulder. At our age, you
make the most of positions like this, once the arthritis kicks in it
might never be an option again.

Anyway,
Marie was deliciously wet and I was reassuringly hard so I slipped into
her and we began to make love. It was a delight to look down at her as I
massaged her glorious tits and saw her smiling up at me as she tried to
synch her movements with mine. "Go on," I told her. "Be a dirty girl
and play with your clit while I fuck you." And she did. It looked so
hot. I had her legs up against my chest giving me a porn cameraman's
view of my cock pumping in and out of her cunt, shining with her juice,
her fingers rubbing at her clit and my hands mauling her tits. I was in
my absolute, ultimate happy place.

They
say, 'All good things must come to an end.' And we eventually reached a
point where we couldn't keep together any more. I couldn't keep to that
rhythm, I needed to go faster and