It was only fate or coincidence, of course, but as Barbara Curtis started to put on another show for Richard and Anna Wellington, her mother, Claire, was also about to get laid.
John Knight had escorted the storm stranded guests up to his bedroom over the bar. Knight was biding his time, cautiously optimistic, but behaving correctly until he was certain that they were game for action.
Claire soon put him at his ease, for she had no reservations whatsoever. She began to strip off as soon as they were in the bedroom.
So did Jason – and John Knight naturally followed suit, in his role as host.
Both men had stiff pricks, and as soon as Claire's curvaceous body emerged, their pricks began to throb.
Knight was aroused by the definite promise of some strange blonde pussy, and Jason, being a kinky fellow, was excited by the prospect of sharing his sensual spouse with the other man.
The bed, as Knight had promised, was plenty large enough for the three of them.
Naked, Claire lay down in the center of the bed. She was smiling expectantly, obviously happy that the sudden storm had brought this situation about. Her nipples were standing out like high-caliber bullets, and her tantalizing pussy was flowing creamily.
Knight glanced at Claire's husband questioningly.
Jason winked and nodded, and the guys, naked, as well, got on the bed, one on either side of Claire.
She didn't waste any time.
She slid both hands down and held a hard prick in each, stroking them gently. Both men were hung heavily and she was in her erotic clement.
Her husband began to suck one tit and, after a pause of several seconds, Knight began to nurse on the other tit.
She played with their pricks, but very gently, being careful not to make either of them cum by hand. Claire loved to be the centerpiece in a hot threesome, and she wasn't about to waste spunk on a hand-job.
Her blonde head turned on the pillow. Jason lifted up from her tit and she kissed him, then she turned and kissed Knight, in turn.
Her mouth was hot and wet, and Knight fed her some tongue, happily surmising that his voluptuous guest was a cocksucker as well as a fucker – and all with the hearty approval and encouragement of her husband.
Both men simultaneously reached for her groin. They began to frig her fuck-hole. Jason rubbed her clit and Knight stabbed into her cunt-hole.
Her cunt was so full of thick goo that it was like playing in a mud puddle.
"Somebody fuck me!" she moaned. The men looked at each other across her tits, and Jason gave their host a meaningful nod.
Knight grinned like a fiend and rolled on top of Claire.
Screwing in the missionary position seemed a likely way to begin, although he felt confident that they would be fucking in all the positions, before this stormy night was over.
She arched her supple back, hiking her hips up and lifting her cunt to the angle of union.
Knight guided the head of his throbbing prick into her cunt-slot and churned it around, then he braced his knees on the bed, tightened his asscheeks, then shoveled his cock into her cunt with a jolt that buried his prick to the hilt.
"Ahhhhh!" she moaned.
Knight was pleasantly surprised. Her cunt had felt so sodden that he had been afraid her pussy would be sloppy around his cockshaft, but her inner cunt muscles had contracted, molding to his prick firmly.
"Fuck my wife!" Jason panted.
"Yeah-yeah – screw my brains out!" the wanton woman wailed, wriggling the full penetration.
Knight began to slog it to her.
Claire turned to her husband and kissed him lovingly on the lips as she whipped her ass about, fucking the other man.
Knight wasn't sure that he understood their kinky attitudes, but he was sure as hell happy about it. He put his weight on his hands and knees and reared up so that her husband, looking down as they kissed, could see his cock going in and out of his wife's cunt.
Claire flopped around frantically as Knight drove his cock in and out steadily.
He whipped his cock in fast and hard, and his nuts seemed to explode as they thudded against Claire's jerking ass.
His spunk poured into her pussy lavishly, and Claire creamed again as his cock spurted jizz.
Jason stared at her groin, watching the other guy hosing her hot fuck-hole. He was panting as he inhaled the aroma of heated cunt and cockmeat, the cunt-cum and spunk blending into one passionate perfume.
Knight stuffed her pussy to the brim. As his prick filled her cunt, cream came oozing out from the pink cunt-slot, trickling down her crotch, turning her groin to goo.
Knight grabbed her grinding asscheeks and hauled her higher as he pumped in, draining off. A last squirt of jizz went into her pussy, then he stopped pumping, holding his prick buried inside her pussy while the woman wriggled and writhed and squirmed, finishing her own cumming.
"Jeez, man! Your wife's a great fuck!" Knight croaked.
He pulled his spent cock out of her sodden pussy, withdrawing slowly. The knob of his cock popped out like a cork from a bottle, and he squatted on his heels. His balls were empty now, hanging loose, but his formidable-looking cock was still at half mast, bobbing up and down with the promise of renewed vigor.
Claire's cunt-slot stayed open in a wide oval, retaining the shape of his cock-size.
Cunt-cum and jizz flooded out of her pussy.
Her clit was still stiff, and the juice was making it glisten. Her husband had his face right up close, his eyes burning as he stared at her flowing fuck-slot.
Jason was obviously no deviate and usually had no interest in licking up another man's cum from his wife's cunt.
But suddenly his tongue came out and he began to lap into her well-juiced pussy.
Knight was watching with damned near as much fascination as her husband had watched, realizing that this was going to be an all-night session.
Claire was obviously a lady who could take prick by the yard, and her husband obviously approved of her promiscuity.
"Ummmm! Suck my cunt, darling! Eat my pussy!" she moaned as she whipped her fuck-hole frantically against his face.
He tongue-fucked her, then clamped his mouth to her pussy and sucked as he stirred her fuck-hole with his tongue.
She had cum while the other man was fucking her and now her hot pussy started to cream all over again, as her husband mouthed her muff.
He sucked and swallowed. Juice ran off his jaws and dripped from his chin as he wolfed away, dining at her lunchbox loins voraciously.
Jason glanced toward Knight, as if grateful to the man for having stirred and heated this savory stew.
Claire bowed and arched and bridged, whimpering and panting as her husband ate her pussy so diligently.
Jason sucked on her stiff clit for a moment, then placed his lips on her pussylips and sucked out the cream that came gushing from her cunt.
His head moved in her crotch like a terrier worrying a bone, then he went up and down as he tongued out the seepage from the crack of her ass. His lapper ran up from her asscleft, through her cunt-split, over her clit and into her cunt-bush.
Knight had another full erection by this time and his balls were recharging. Pre-cum was seeping out, drop by drop.
Claire reached down and held his slippery cock, drawing it up toward her face. Her lips were parted and her tongue was sliding back and forth hungrily.
Knight knelt beside her head.
The blonde bombshell snuggled up to his groin, holding his slimy cock against her cheek.
He expected her to start sucking it.
But she didn't – yet.
With her husband's head buried between her thighs, Jason would not be able to see the action in her mouth – and having Jason watch her was half the fun for Claire. Soon Jason rose up for a look…