Venice Revisited
After what seemed to be a lifetime hubby and I finally made our way to Italy. It was a fantastic trip starting in the south and working our way up some six weeks. I must say and doing so is a bit of a surprise, it was Venice that left the biggest impression on us. Rome has it’s history and Florence was so refined but it was the sexual energy we felt in Venice that had us dying to return to.
Our first trip was taken with longtime friends, I’d call them our closest still today but what lacks is they’re not in the group of play friends, as in swapping. Not that there was any arm twisting going on but as we worked our was up our defenses started to lower, not that we felt need to keep them high. It’s was about our third night sharing the the same suite when we left our bedroom door open. Although as I’m so vocal there was no doubt we were having sex even with the door latched. From there it was wearing less and less while in our quarters to finally my norm at home, my silk robe with an unused belt. There was very little shock value making wish we had done it many years earlier, as it was common for us to vacation together. None of this was to entice but as we’ve enjoyed the lifestyle for many years we looked at it as just another thing to share with those close to us.
Jan kept her cards close to the vest but Bill started to open up quite quickly, sexual innuendos and shameless stares became frequent. But sadly as we bid ado to the motherland that’s as far as things got.
Before leaving as we did in all the location we picked up a little something to remind us of the tour. I thought nothing of it when Bill suggested Carnival Masks, Jan was quick to back him saying “so when we come back.” With such a lovely thought we were quick to agree.
After twenty years of buying presents to each other’s k**s, now middle aged we only swap Christmas gifts with one another. To our great surprise last years holiday brought us plane tickets to return with them for festival in Spring. The present brought back such great memories, my mind was instantly filled with them as I brushed away my robe material exposing whatever part of my full breasts that were hidden. Bill’s eyes were fixed and even the smile on Jan’s face broadened. I rushed over to Bill, sitting on his lap to thank him and the firmness of his cock was apparent. A kiss on his lips and then on Jan’s, hers got a bit of tongue and without a draw back reaction I was left with the feeling that our gift was going to be more then just the flight. Anticipation only grew over the next months, we only wished we didn’t read their intentions incorrectly.
Arriving again Venice was just as beautiful as I remembered, just a bit chillier. But a sober being that first night when our friends seemed to not wanting anything to do with us. A bit confused we just wished them well with their evening plans. After a short conversation trying to figure out what caused such behavior my husband excused himself to get something to cheer my up, such a thing much needed as I felt terrible I might of done something wrong.
It was about a half hour later when he returned with a bottle of wine in his hand. That was no surprise but the beautiful raven haired beauty in his other hand broadened my eyes. Long haired and lean, a reminder of my pre k**s years (not that I’m all that bad now.) She made a beeline to me kissing me hard then leading me to the large soaking tub as if she knew the suite better then me. As the water in the tub slowly increased her items of clothing decreased and by the time both were done I was more then ready to begin.
Standing in the warm lavender water I kissed my way down her wonderful body, hubby’s eyes peeled. Her sent was wonderful and the only slight disappointment was she was in a natural state. I slowly d**g my finger in between parting both her hair and lips, my hungry tongue quickly followed. Reluctantly coming up for air I found my husband standing on a footstool, his nice cock buried in her warm mouth. I returned to late night snack, this time placing my finger in her honey hole and my thumb in her tight rump.
Her cumming was just the ticket for hubby who blasted his warm seed in her wanting mouth. He then left us to bathe as he gathered strength for round two. We girls washed each other as there was no others on the face of the world. Truly an give and take situation but now both cleansed and them two having had their first round at least, it was my time.
We returned to the main room finding my husband in the chair overlooking parts of the city and his cock once again at full staff. We sat on the couch then beckoned him over. Our lips on each side they slide back and forth over is man meat. I then pointed to the end of the couch as giving direction then as she took place I returned my face between her long legs. Hubby needed no direction, tonguing my pussy and ass. Then my body gave way welcoming him inside of me. Each hard plunge sent my face deeper and deeper against her.
I was envious of her as she came again but mine was not far behind. Her sweet nectar was just the ticket as my pussy made awash of both hubby and I. But one of the benefits of a long relationship is knowing the other well and knowing me he knew first I wasn’t done and second exactly what to do about it. I parted her outer lips darting my tongue deep inside as hubby slipped his greased cock deep my my ass.
My orgasm built and built and just as it met its screaming release the door opened with Bill and Jan’s return.
To be continued:
Our first trip was taken with longtime friends, I’d call them our closest still today but what lacks is they’re not in the group of play friends, as in swapping. Not that there was any arm twisting going on but as we worked our was up our defenses started to lower, not that we felt need to keep them high. It’s was about our third night sharing the the same suite when we left our bedroom door open. Although as I’m so vocal there was no doubt we were having sex even with the door latched. From there it was wearing less and less while in our quarters to finally my norm at home, my silk robe with an unused belt. There was very little shock value making wish we had done it many years earlier, as it was common for us to vacation together. None of this was to entice but as we’ve enjoyed the lifestyle for many years we looked at it as just another thing to share with those close to us.
Jan kept her cards close to the vest but Bill started to open up quite quickly, sexual innuendos and shameless stares became frequent. But sadly as we bid ado to the motherland that’s as far as things got.
Before leaving as we did in all the location we picked up a little something to remind us of the tour. I thought nothing of it when Bill suggested Carnival Masks, Jan was quick to back him saying “so when we come back.” With such a lovely thought we were quick to agree.
After twenty years of buying presents to each other’s k**s, now middle aged we only swap Christmas gifts with one another. To our great surprise last years holiday brought us plane tickets to return with them for festival in Spring. The present brought back such great memories, my mind was instantly filled with them as I brushed away my robe material exposing whatever part of my full breasts that were hidden. Bill’s eyes were fixed and even the smile on Jan’s face broadened. I rushed over to Bill, sitting on his lap to thank him and the firmness of his cock was apparent. A kiss on his lips and then on Jan’s, hers got a bit of tongue and without a draw back reaction I was left with the feeling that our gift was going to be more then just the flight. Anticipation only grew over the next months, we only wished we didn’t read their intentions incorrectly.
Arriving again Venice was just as beautiful as I remembered, just a bit chillier. But a sober being that first night when our friends seemed to not wanting anything to do with us. A bit confused we just wished them well with their evening plans. After a short conversation trying to figure out what caused such behavior my husband excused himself to get something to cheer my up, such a thing much needed as I felt terrible I might of done something wrong.
It was about a half hour later when he returned with a bottle of wine in his hand. That was no surprise but the beautiful raven haired beauty in his other hand broadened my eyes. Long haired and lean, a reminder of my pre k**s years (not that I’m all that bad now.) She made a beeline to me kissing me hard then leading me to the large soaking tub as if she knew the suite better then me. As the water in the tub slowly increased her items of clothing decreased and by the time both were done I was more then ready to begin.
Standing in the warm lavender water I kissed my way down her wonderful body, hubby’s eyes peeled. Her sent was wonderful and the only slight disappointment was she was in a natural state. I slowly d**g my finger in between parting both her hair and lips, my hungry tongue quickly followed. Reluctantly coming up for air I found my husband standing on a footstool, his nice cock buried in her warm mouth. I returned to late night snack, this time placing my finger in her honey hole and my thumb in her tight rump.
Her cumming was just the ticket for hubby who blasted his warm seed in her wanting mouth. He then left us to bathe as he gathered strength for round two. We girls washed each other as there was no others on the face of the world. Truly an give and take situation but now both cleansed and them two having had their first round at least, it was my time.
We returned to the main room finding my husband in the chair overlooking parts of the city and his cock once again at full staff. We sat on the couch then beckoned him over. Our lips on each side they slide back and forth over is man meat. I then pointed to the end of the couch as giving direction then as she took place I returned my face between her long legs. Hubby needed no direction, tonguing my pussy and ass. Then my body gave way welcoming him inside of me. Each hard plunge sent my face deeper and deeper against her.
I was envious of her as she came again but mine was not far behind. Her sweet nectar was just the ticket as my pussy made awash of both hubby and I. But one of the benefits of a long relationship is knowing the other well and knowing me he knew first I wasn’t done and second exactly what to do about it. I parted her outer lips darting my tongue deep inside as hubby slipped his greased cock deep my my ass.
My orgasm built and built and just as it met its screaming release the door opened with Bill and Jan’s return.
To be continued:
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