A play for tat

I’ll be the first one to admit, in the beginning it felt a little weird, a little strange. And though we had done it…and often in fact, years ago now, that was then. This was indeed now. And yet, surprisingly, after only a few minutes, and some additional coaxing and prompting, the three of us soon stood there jacking ourselves off in front of the girls. Though again, not without some real additional incentive for us to be doing so.

They were too now. Tit for tat so to speak.

I for one have always enjoyed seeing my own wife pleasure herself for me, something she has very often done without hesitation like I said in the beginning. And I of course have done the same for her as well, something she early on told me she loved seeing guys do…seeing me do. So I did. The only real difference I guess between that and this…was having a bit more of an audience, it was hard not to look over, see what both Jacob and Samuel were doing, and likewise looking at the girls…all three of them.

Rose was indeed an interesting character. At first shy, overly so…I’d heard through conversations with Jacob in the past how she was in fact a real tiger in bed. Once heated, almost anything goes kind of like a woman. She was proving that out now…in spades. Having shucked off whatever final reservations or initial inhibitions she might have had, those had all fallen by the wayside now. Lying on the floor, all three of them side by side, looking up at the three of us as we stood over them jerking off was erotically intense. Perhaps even more so than any of us had realized it would be in the beginning.

“Fuck I am already close…too fucking close!” Samuel announced almost dejectedly.

“Nobody said you couldn’t enjoy seconds…if you can manage it you know,” Riya assured him. “So whenever anyone’s ready…just do it, you…or us,” she stated the look in her eyes telling me she actually wasn’t that far away from climaxing herself. And that of course, sent a tingling thrill down my shaft, jumping my own arousal up a notch.

Unable to hold out any more, Samuel just looked down, his voice shaking. “Where? How?” He almost stammered, gritting his teeth.

“Wherever you want…” Riya said looking up at him, one hand cupping her own breast, the other busily working her clit, strumming it wildly at this point, another hint at her rapidly nearing climax.

“Fuck!” Samuel cried out, his head snapping back, knees buckling just a little as he momentarily quit pumping his prick, just holding onto it for a moment more. And then…he unleashed.

“Oh yeah! Fuck yeah…would you look at that?” Rose exclaimed wild-eyed and lustier looking than I’d ever seen her before. Jacob hadn’t been lying when he’d told me about her before. Once Rose was horny…truly horny, she became almost a completely different person.

“Shoot that spunk! Shoot it! Squirt it! All over! All over! All over!” She lay crying out as Samuel did his level best to accommodate each one of the girls. Once again jacking his prick, pumping out streamer after streamer of his hot white juice which had begun landing over all three girls like he’d turned the hose on them.

And that of course triggered my wife’s climax, which I was fairly certain it would do. But it would also be only the first of many for her, as from this point on…she could easily roll from one right into another, almost at will after this.

And one thing more that I knew…which the guys soon would of course, was how much Riya tended to squirt whenever she did. Eyes wide in surprise, both Samuel and Jacob stood there watching this tiny little fountainous squirt suddenly erupt from my wife’s pussy. A tiny little arch of pussy pleasure shooting up in the air, splashing down again, soaking her, as well as the floor beneath her. Thankfully, we’d moved the sleeping bags out of the way, or we’d have been sleeping wet that evening.

Inwardly I was certainly grinning. As much of a surprise as it had been for all of us…girls included, to see my wife laying there with her pussy squirting the way it did, I remembered something else. Jacob had a surprise of his own too. He had a big cock, that much was evident, at least on the upper size scale of big dicks. Neither Samuel nor I were slouches in that department either, not by a long shot.

Samuel might have been short in height, but just like his wife, his hard prick tended to look even bigger than it probably was just because of that. Jacob on the other hand, was just fucking big…no, make that huge. And so was his cumshot as I remembered seeing it.

Unless things had changed since then of course. But as I recalled, his semen tended to be quite copious in volume, easily duplicating mine and Samuel’s put together. Something we had as young men growing up, got a weird kick out of when the three of us stood there blanketing that centerfold until it wasn’t even recognizable as being one anymore. Half of which…had been Jacob’s doing.

“Fuck, I’m gonna lose it!” He soon after announced. I couldn’t help but turn and look, I’d been amazed in the past before. And I noticed in doing so…Samuel too had turned to specifically watch. After all…we both had a pretty good idea, as must have Rose. She was the only one who actually closed her eyes, covering them with her hands, giggling as she did.