Heidi looked over at the other couch where Brendan was smirking, drinking a beer, and stroking his balls and half-hard penis. She winked at him and said to Gia, “I’m good at sharing things.”
The wind outside had completely subsided, and they could see the snow falling gently outside the window. The cabin was still bathed in darkness, except for the fireplace. They rested and chatted and enjoyed the crackling flames. After a short while, they noticed that the fire had died down a bit, so Van got up to tend to it and add a few more logs. The air was warm on their naked bodies and smelled of sex and wood smoke.
Gia went to the kitchen and returned with some hand towels and a bowl of warm water. Van took one to and cleaned himself up, then gently stroked Heidi’s pussy, cleaning the juices off of her flesh. Bren did the same with Gia, but as he moved the towel on her slit, she winced.
“Ow! I’m a bit tender down there!”
Brendan licked his lips. “I can help with that, Sweetie.”
Gia pushed him down onto the big, plush carpet on the floor. “You should! You’re the one that caused it!”
Van and Heidi watched as Bren lay flat on his back, and Gia straddled his chest, put her hands on his face and kissed him deeply. She pulled up, then walked on her knees up to his face, her cunt an inch from his nose. Bren reached around her thighs and drew her to his mouth, his tongue lapping with wide, soft, soothing strokes, and his fingers gently caressing her nether lips. Gia sighed and bent at the waist, resting her elbows on the floor and settling in for her nice, long tongue-bath.
Heidi moved her hand to grasp one of her own breasts, loving the feel of her hard nipple under her hand. Just a moment ago, her pussy had been happy and satisfied. But now, watching her husband’s erection grow stiff as his face was buried in Gia’s sweet musk, she started to tingle again. Her mind had been clear and rested, and in the next moment, heat was suffusing through her consciousness again. Bren’s familiar penis was twitching and hard, and sight of it was making her hot again. Heidi needed a cock inside her, now! She looked over at Van’s spent body. She leaned in and bit his chest. He smiled at her and stroked her neck.
“I need a little time to recover, darlin’! You girls did a good job.”
Heidi looked back at Bren and Gia. Gia was moaning and rocking back and forth on her elbows in an orgasm, with Bren’s fingers buried deep in her cunt, and his tongue moving, still gently, on her clitoris. Heidi, without a coherent thought crossing her brain, walked over to them, straddled her husband’s waist, and with a sigh, sank her needy pussy straight down onto his hard dick. Heidi moaned as she hit bottom, matching pitch with Bren’s surprised grunt of pleasure. Gia looked back over her shoulder at Heidi and giggled a little. She relaxed back into position again as Heidi gently stroked the brunette’s back and ass with her fingernails.
Heidi slowly began to pump up and down on Bren’s cock, matching Gia’s rolling movements and savoring every inch of hot hardness. She moved her fingers over Gia’s back and thighs, but her entire concentration was centered on her and Brendan’s genitals. With every downward motion, Bren’s glans rubbed her G-spot and bumped her swollen cervix, and at the same time, her clitoris rubbed deliciously against his pubic hair. With every upward stroke she squeezed as hard as she could with her cunt muscles, milking him and feeling the absence of him in her. She would pause ever so slightly at the top of the movement, letting the emptiness and anticipation fill her mind. Then she’d come down hard, stimulating her sex again and again.