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moaning. I knew I was putting on quite a show for the boys.  I was touching Lisa too, kneading her big tits, but I couldn’t focus well enough to return the pleasure she gave me.
    Lisa said, “Hey, babe,” and I opened my eyes to see Shane kneeling beside her. His shirt and shorts were gone, and the wide head of his cock poked freely from the fly in his plaid boxers. He stroked his wife’s back and moved her hair aside to kiss her neck. He was close enough to touch me and a shiver ran through my body. Was this going to turn into some kind of orgy? And where was Dave?
    Dave still sat on the couch, watching with this really intense look on his face. He did not seem bothered that Shane was getting in on the action. If anything, he looked even more excited . Didn’t he want to be in on whatever freaky sex thing was about to happen? It looked like he really just wanted to sit back and watch us. I had a fleeting thought that Dave could hold this against me later if I went through with it, but that worry was easily drowned by all the wine I’d had and the throbbing in my pussy.
    Lisa resumed feasting on my breasts and Shane leaned down and kissed me. Not knowing at the time that Dave had given his permission I was pretty shocked and didn’t know how to react at first, but I’ll be honest, I couldn’t resist. I was horny and I wanted all the attention I could get. I always knew I could lose control and get crazy when I was drinking and fooling around—that explained a lot of the things Dave and I got up to—but that night was the first time I realized that in the right situation all of my limits melted away. If Dave was just going to sit there and watch us, I could not worry about how he would react to me kissing his friend. One arm held Lisa’s face to my chest and I wrapped the other around Shane to pull him harder into the kiss.
    Shane started touching my breasts as his wife moved further down my body, pulling my last remaining garment down my legs. Just like that I was naked in front of our closest friends, and my husband continued to just sit back and watch it all unfold. Shane wasn’t quite the kisser Lisa was, but I was so hot I couldn’t help enjoying it. And his kissing was the last thing I thought of when he roughly pinched my nipples and gave them a pull. The sharp pain made me gasp, but I liked it—it was the salty to the sweet of Lisa stroking my pussy. I was soaked down there, letting her know just how much I was enjoying her touch. She slipped between my legs, put one of them up over her shoulder while she parted them.
    “Oh God!” I cried. It seemed loud enough to blow the windows out of the cabin, and I swear I came the second Lisa’s tongue touched my clit. She was done teasing and licked and sucked on my clit like making me cum was her life’s goal. Two fingers pushed inside me and I could hear how drenched I was as they mercilessly fucked me. Shane and Lisa were the perfect tag team, and I don’t know how long they kept me screaming and writhing in that cozy cabin.
    Only when the couple allowed me a moment to breathe did I finally remember Dave was there watching us. I was too out of it to think about anything except how amazing it all felt before that. The look on my husband’s face gave me chills, and almost made me climax again. He had never looked at me with that mix of hunger and pure lust before. He looked like he wanted throw me down and ravish me until I begged for mercy—which I never would. Seeing Dave like that made me want to perform for him—to keep everything going—so when Lisa kissed me again I pulled her hair and attacked.
    I have tasted myself before, but tasting the sweet tang of my own pussy on Lisa’s lips was a wonderful aphrodisiac. Shane was there, touching us both, and kissing Lisa’s neck. He pulled her lips from mine and they kissed. It was hot knowing he tasted me on her. It quickly turned into a jumble of smoldering kisses—Lisa and I kissing, Shane kissing