I slid my leg over Dave's chest and rested the palms of my hands either side of him. Moving backwards, I settled my pussy into position over his mouth and lowered myself towards his waiting tongue. It slid between my folds and I felt it, hot and wet, inside me. He started licking, his tongue slipping to and fro the length of my slit and in and out. I bent forward, adjusting my angle, allowing his tongue to slide upwards towards my clit. I wasn't disappointed - he took the hint and began to lick gently around it. I sighed as he sucked it into his mouth and suckled softly.

My body was stretched against his. I was still resting on my palms, but I slid my hands forward, spreading my legs, and lowered myself flat against him, my head reaching towards Angie and his cock. I could smell his arousal and hear Angie's excited breathing. She had his cock firmly in her mouth, sucking from the tip to below half way. Reaching forward I stuck out my tongue and flicked it against the base of his prick, sliding against it and resting against Angie's tongue. Again. And again. And Angie began to respond, her tongue reaching out towards mine. I pressed further, planting my lips against hers and we kissed, Dave's cock still in her mouth. She slid it from her and I took over, slurping it inside me, rasping my teeth against his tender end. Angie began to kiss me, and we alternated, kissing each other, then Dave's cock, then sucking it, and then kissing once more.

Gradually, Angie began to slide down towards his balls, licking and caressing them. She grabbed his thighs and spread them, opening up access for her head, and began to lick downwards from his balls along his perineum. I took his prick into my mouth and sucked it deep, watching Angie's progress towards his ass. All the while, Dave was licking my clit and lips, burying his face deep inside me. I couldn't see Bob, but I knew he would be enjoying the show. I let out a little cry of happiness as Angie finally reached his asshole and pressed her tongue against it. At the very same moment, Dave did the same to mine and I cried again, pushing my face further down, impaling myself deeper on Dave's large erection.

Dave's tongue, rasping against me, was sending incredible ripples of nervous excitement through my body. I needed to be fucked, I couldn't wait any longer. Pulling myself clear of his face I settled down beside him and pulled him towards me. He got the message and began to sit up, nestling between my legs.

"Fuck me," I said, loud enough for everyone, watcher included, to hear.

He settled between my legs and held his dick to my lips, sliding it between them and pressing forward. Slowly, it began to penetrate me, a millimeter at a time, before he gave one final push and slid his entire length inside me. I screamed at the suddenness of it and turned to look at Bob, who was watching mesmerised by the side of the bed.

"That's it," I said, my eyes on his, "now you're inside me, start fucking. Fuck me, now."

Dave began to piston inside me, his cock long and slender, probing deep and hard. He set a steady rhythm, quite fast, quite violent. His strokes were long, his body pressing hard against mine at the end of each one. I was enjoying being able to watch Bob as Dave did his work, seeing his face as I was serviced by another man.

All the same, I didn't complain when Angie sat beside me and swung her body over my face, plastering her bush against my nose and sliding her slit on to my mouth. I probed with my tongue, flashing it across her already wet lips. I concentrated on the right lip and sucked it into my mouth, grazing my teeth gently against it. Repeating the trick with her left lip, I felt more of her juices bubble out of her, their taste mellow and heavy in my mouth. As I slipped towards her clit I thought I was going to drown in her excitement.

Dave's action was getting faster and harder, his cock flashing in and out of my cunt in a flurry of strokeplay. I could feel his breath on my chest and I sensed that while I was eating his wife's pussy his tongue was hard at work on her ass. Angie was sighing and moaning persistently, her legs locked hard against my face, muscles clenching and unclenching with increasing speed. I knew she was close to coming. I took my speed from John's cock action, reckoning he would be servicing her ass with a similar rhythm, and flicked my tongue harder and harder against her. I alternated my licks along her slit with sucking her clit, and each time I did her cries became louder. Finally, I abandoned her slit altogether and concentrated purely on the clitoris, pulling it into my mouth and sucking hard. She grabbed my hair, muscles clenched tight, holding my face in an ever-tightening grip, and I sucked and sucked. She began to scream, bucking above me, her pelvic bones crushing my nose and smothering me. As she did, Dave moved into turbocharge, his cock ramming into me at full speed. His balls clattered against me and I felt he was going to split me in two. He, too, began to moan, and I flexed my pelvic muscles, loving the feel of his cock hot and hard inside me.

He yelled and cussed, his strokes getting shorter and faster, and I felt him come inside me, his cock spasming wildly and a powerful spurt of semen erupting into me. He thrashed on, cock still rigid and ridding itself of every last drop of its seed. The three of us rested for some moments, too drained to move. Finally, Angie slid from my face and Dave pulled his cock from me, and the three of us lay on the bed, panting. Bob sat in his armchair and smiled proudly.

The look on her face, when they had finished and the three of them lay together on the bed, was the most delicious, most erotic sight I have ever seen. Her skin was flushed, an earthy tinge suggesting deep satisfaction. Her smile told me everything. Explicit and complicit at the same time: sharing the energy of the moment with her two partners, but also reflecting, for me only, an understanding of the shared moment that had just passed between husband and wife. In our way, we had just made love, and it was perfect.