Geoff and Marie’s Good Life: Part 6

An Academy of Coitus.

Marie's friends take turns to visit her and her husband.

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

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When
we heard voices from the other bedroom we got up and followed the
others downstairs. Marie and Jo were laughing together when we arrived
in the kitchen, so lesbian love hadn't offended Jo too much. Marie
looked at Kate as we entered. "Hi babe. How was it for you?"

Kate smiled at her friend. "I just need to get laid so much. Now I feel so good that I can't find the words to describe it."

Marie looked at me. "And what about you?"

"A
gentleman never tells," I said. "Other than to compliment you on your
choice of friends. I have enjoyed this evening immensely; but I'm
wondering how you ladies would like to end it. Shall I take a quick
shower while you pour me a glass of wine and decide?" And I left them to
it.

I
was back downstairs in less than ten minutes, intrigued as to Jo and
Kates' decision. Were they orgasmed out, did they want to play together
or did they want to try a foursome?

Marie
passed me a glass of wine as I joined them. I took a sip as Marie
explained that the girls couldn't decide what to do for the rest of the
evening. She saw the look on my face and grinned at her friends. "Mr.
Smarty Pants here obviously has some ideas." She turned to me. "Go on
then. What are you thinking."

"It
might be better if I showed you," I suggested. I put my glass on the
kitchen table and walked across to Jo. I kissed her firmly on the lips
and then untied the belt on her dressing gown, allowing it to fall open.
I reclaimed my wine glass and, after dipping my index finger into the
ruby liquid, anointed her nipples with wine. I bent to lick it off as
she stood, mesmerized, as her friends watched me.

"It's
my belief that our Jo is a closet exhibitionist," I explained. "I think
that she would enjoy an audience while I fuck her bent over the kitchen
table."

Jo
didn't say anything but her pupils dilated even further and she licked
her lips while Marie and Kate considered my words. "Is that true, Jo?"
My wife purred as she approached her friend. "Do you really want Kate
and I to watch while my husband fucks you over my kitchen table?"

I
saw a flush spread down Jo's neck down to the top of her chest. Fuck!
She wasn't even this turned on while I was actually doing her!

"You
dirty, dirty girl." Now Kate had joined in. "I bet you even expect
Marie to touch you while her husband's banging you. Is that right?"

Jo
was breathing heavily now. I stepped behind her and slipped the gown
off her shoulders and cupped her tits as it fell to the floor. "I think
that we all know what's going to happen now," I whispered in her ear.
"Lean forwards with both hands on the table and don't move." I looked at
the other two women. "Take your seats ladies. The show is about to
start."

Jo
took a single step to reach the table and silently bent at the waist to
lean against it. She still hadn't said a word. I stood behind her and
slipped my hand between her thighs. I couldn't believe how wet she felt.
"You've never done this before. Am I right?" She shook her head. ""How
long have you wanted to be fucked senseless while other people have
watched you?"

"I
was on holiday in Amsterdam, before I met Patrick. There was a group of
us and we got high and found a live sex show." Her voice was soft and
wistful. "Everyone else thought it was a hoot but," she paused as she
remembered that night. "But I watched that woman on the stage as her
lover penetrated her and it was the most arousing sight I'd ever seen. I
wanted to be her; to do that; to be so free."

Now
she sounded sad as she continued. "But life's not like that, is it? I
didn't want to be a prostitute or a stripper: I just wanted to be able
to do what she did, even just once."

I
slipped off my own dressing gown. "Will this do, Jo? It's only an
audience of two, but they are going to sit and watch you being fucked.
Two of your very closest friends are going to watch you take my cock.
Will that do for a start? Then you can fantasize about doing it with a
different audience next time."

She
had already come at least three times with me that evening and God
alone knows what Marie had done to her, so she was already aroused when
we started this game. I also had an agenda of my own that this was
playing quite nicely towards. I glanced at Marie and Kate to see them
staring at my cock as I placed it at Jo's entrance. Jo gasped as she
realized that the game was about to get real.

I
slipped gradually inside her and used my hands on her hips to embed
myself balls deep. Marie decided to help her friend's fantasy as I
started to pump back and forth. "Look Kate. Look at how Geoff's cock is
slipping in and out of Jo's cunt. Look how wet and shiny he is."

Kate
was genuinely excited too. "This is the first time that I've ever seen
two people having sex in real life," she said, breathlessly. "This is so
fucking hot. Jo you dirty bitch."

"Is this what you wanted Jo?" I murmured in her ear. Two of your best friends watching while one of their husbands fucks you?"

"Oh, yes," she groaned. "I've wanted to do something like this for so long."

"Ask Marie what it's like, watching you fucking her husband on her kitchen table," I told her.

"Is it, oh!" She gasped. "Marie. Is it hot watching; Oh!" Another gasp.

"It's
beautiful, babe." Marie reassured her. "I can see his cock slipping in
and out of you. It's really sexy. Maybe." My wife paused for effect.
"Maybe another time you could let us watch him take you up your bum.
Would you like that, you dirty girl?"

Jo
couldn't answer. It didn't take long before I could feel her internal
muscles starting to grip as she approached her climax. She was making
cute little moans in time to my thrusts and they were getting louder and
more urgent every passing second. Eventually she threw her head back
and cried out as she hit a massive orgasm. I kept on thrusting trying to
fuck her through it, but she was spent. We helped her to a chair and
left her to recover.

I
smiled and looked at Kate. "You next. Take up the position." Then I
turned to Marie. "I don't know what you're grinning at. Line up next to
her." The two women looked nonplussed for a moment, then hurried to take
up position side by side in front of me. I stood for a moment wondering
how this could be. Only a couple of months ago I was convinced that my
wife had gone off sex, and off me. Then I had a bit of an episode when
she was berating our daughter's sex life, and here we were; she and her
friend are bent over the kitchen table presenting their naked backsides
to me while a spent friend recovers from yet another orgasm as she
watches. I was sure that there was a life lesson in there somewhere but,
on the other hand, there were two naked ladies anxious to be serviced,
so I decided to put existential angst on the back burner and make the
most of it.

I
decided to take my wife first as she hadn't had any cock at all that
evening, unless I counted one of the rubber ones from the naughty shop.
Either way she sighed gratefully as I guided my cock into her lovely
moist tunnel. "Hi honey. I'm home," I warbled as we moved together. I
tried to keep count as I stroked into her. After ten, I dismounted. "I'm
just popping next door," I explained as I pushed my cock into Kate.
They both giggled. Ten strokes into Kate as I admired her shapely bum
and then back to Marie. For the next ten minutes all you could have
heard in the kitchen was the sound of my belly slapping into the
buttocks of the two lovely women in front of me, punctuated by the moans
as we all got closer.

I
was glad when Kate came first, as I was getting close myself and I
really wanted to finish inside my wife. As it happened, I couldn't hold
back and I spent my load into Marie before she was ready. Jo came to the
rescue though, and while I was trying as hard as I could to keep going
before my erection subsided, she knelt by my wife and started to rub
Marie's clit. Marie was completely unprepared for it and only lasted a
minute longer before she succumbed to the inevitable and gracefully
collapsed onto the table giggling quietly to herself.

That
seemed to be an appropriate moment to bring the evening to a close, so
Jo and Kate each retired to one of the en-suites for a shower before
they got dressed and joined us back downstairs. It struck me that this
should have felt really awkward, but it didn't; honestly. We all kissed,
rather chastely under the circumstances and we wished them a safe
journey home as they left tog