Of course I went back to my cousin Rose’s place a few times. Having emptied myself into her mouth, and had a delightful face-full of her cum on my first visit; we took care to see that I filled her pussy up the next time. She said that she liked the chap she was now living with (John) but he was a bit old and simply wasn’t able to give her all the sex she would like. Even though he was well into his seventies and she herself was in her late sixties they did have a sex life but she was a robust woman and she liked more than was available at her home. I was a welcome addition to her life. This was especially so because I was almost ‘family’ and a known quantity and I was married which meant that there was little or no risk of any relationship getting disruptive. We both appreciated this. We did discuss what would happen if her man ever found out that we were acting more as lovers than as cousins. She wasn’t sure but said that he would stay with her regardless because she was good to him and for him. We usually got together in the evenings after my work and while John was out at his golf club where he was Captain or something and could be relied upon to be away for a few hours. However one night Rose and I lost track of time and .. .. we were still in their spare bed when he got home. We had had a lovely time with a very fast and furious fuck followed by a gentle mutual arousal that led to where we were when he came home. We were locked in a horizontal embrace fully ‘engaged’ in a scissors position favoured by sexy pensioners (which we both were). This is a lovely restful position which allows us both to be completely relaxed and our bodies to put all their remaining energy into the sex. The downside of this position is that it cannot be abandoned quickly. John heard us in the spare room and came in to find us very exposed! He was pretty shocked and I thought it best to leave fairly quickly after getting assurances from Rose that she would be OK. I phoned later that evening and she said that she was OK. She phoned me the next day and suggested that I came round, just to talk. Her man would be there too. Gulp! So I arrived at their house feeling anxious. I don’t like to be the cause of a break up of any relationship, however informal, Rose and John weren’t married. I was greeted fairly formally with a handshake from him and a peck on the cheek from her. We sat over cups of tea and Rose explained that she had already told John that this wasn’t the first time she had strayed while she was with him. He said that he realised that he wasn’t able to give her the sex she needed and that, after some soul-searching, he wanted to make me welcome to their home and their spare bedroom. Their own bed was for them only, any sharing would be done in the spare room, this was fine, I had never seen their room anyway, Rose and I always used the spare room, or the lounge! This was a surprise. There was more to come. Her man, John, also said that they had a very frank discussion about their life and their sex life and that this had revealed a hitherto unstated desire for the frank expression of sex in company! I had brought this to a head, I was a known quantity and they trusted me. They were both nervous about going any further with this but perhaps it would be OK if Rose was to have sex with both us men at the same time. Would I mind? Would I mind another man being there? Would I mind being seen having sex. My answer was ‘no’ to both questions. As long as John could handle me being there too I was sure I could too and I found the whole thing potentially very interesting. John said that we might learn a bit from each other too. Old as he was, he was still capable sexually, just not so needy these days, he thought that having me there too would pep up his interest and sex drive. OK, so what now? Nothing that day, but would I come back as soon as I could. Yes! I left with mixed feelings. How would I manage being watched while Rose was tending to me, especially when she was fingering my backside, which had become an integral part of our sex? How would I feel when I came all over her? Would I mind tasting John’s cum as I gave her oral? I loved her smell, and especially the smell of her sex, but what about his smell etc.? Oh well, no use worrying, just ‘go for it’. So I did. I arrived there in the evening a few days later. I was warmly welcomed by both of them, they were very cheerful and relaxed. Rose hugged and kissed us both; it was obvious that she was looking forward to the evening and her enthusiasm helped both us men overcome any inhibitions we may have felt. Rose had set out some wine and small things to eat. She told us men to start on the wine and went into their bedroom. She returned in a very few minutes in a dressing gown open at the front and nothing else! She said that she really wanted to have some fun and that the heating had been turned on high and we should get on with it. So we men went into the spare room and got completely undressed. Neither of us were shy, there was no point really, I am in my late sixties and John is into his seventies, no time for worrying about appearances. We found that both of us had erections and before leaving the room we assured each other that we would do Rose proud! When we got back, she was sitting on the sofa with a glass of wine and she asked us to come to her, as we did she gently held our cocks, one in each hand and joyfully said that she intended to ‘have’ both these cocks at least twice each before the evening was done. Then she took John’s cock in her mouth and parted her legs so that I could kiss her pussy. She was already pretty wet and she enjoyed my attention. So for, so good but the sofa wasn’t really comfortable for all of us so we went into the spare bedroom where I found that they had a new king-sized bed! Obviously this event had been planned. Rose went to the middle of the bed, John and I laid down, one each side of her. She was getting a bit carried away and ‘wriggly’ as we kissed her breasts and I kissed her armpit on my side, I love her smell! She likes that and John copied me and kissed her other armpit, Rose stretched in ecstasy, in a state of bliss with the attention. I worked my way down to her pussy again (I did love her taste too!) Rose said she wanted one of us to fuck her NOW, so John got her to turn over and he knelt behind her and did just that. Rose held on to me very tight while this was happening and I hugged and kissed her deeply as John came. I think Rose had a small orgasm too but asked me to fuck her straight after John. We got into our favourite relaxed scissors position and ‘engaged’. John was there with us, all wet from Rose’s pussy and his own cum. He was very interested in our actions and sat behind Rose, holding her as our gentle sex got going. I didn’t mind his cum in her pussy at all; her pussy was warm and wet and welcoming and that was what mattered. I managed to keep going for enough time to bring Rose’s orgasm to a very noisy climax as I came deep inside her. We were all a bit messy and we men headed for the bathroom when Rose shouted ‘Don’t wash!’ ‘I am loving this!’ ‘I love the smell of us all’ ‘I want to taste it after we have eaten’ Her wish was our command so we all eat and drunk the rest of the wine as we were, a bit sweaty and signs of sex showing too. Rose was so enthusiastic! She knew we men needed some recovery time but she couldn’t hide her impatience as we eat, she wanted more, lots more. She said, to me, that she wanted to repeat our original 69 to show John the merits of complete shamelessness so we returned to the King size bed and after she made sure that we were in a 69 position as I buried my face in her bush, seeking out her pussy. When I found it, it was still soaking wet and tasted lovely as I kissed it, finding her spot easily. In a very short time she groaned and then shouted as her pussy gushed all over my face. Then she took all my cock into her mouth the same time as she put a finger in my backside and clamped my head between her plump thighs. I was rendered deaf, her thighs were blocking my ears. I was conscious of John watching with amazement even though I was rendered nearly blind, my face was in her pussy. I felt her mouth take all my cock in. It was hot and as she also massaged my balls and had a finger right in my backside which I now loved her doing so I felt ecstatic and faint at the same time and I came, shooting into her mouth as she massaged the inside of my backside and squeezed my balls. As I came, she did too and my face was, once again drenched as her pussy flowed freely. Her face was a picture, smiling and happy with my cum all over it. Her sweat was running through it and it was gloriously messy. I must have looked a mess too. John was intrigued and coming erect again. John said he had never had anyone finger his backside like that so Rose, who didn’t want to stop immediately replaced me with him and took his cock into her mouth and after putting some KY on her fingers gently eased one into his backside. I was watching John and this seemed to hurt him a little at first but then he relaxed and really enjoyed her finger work. Rose was not sucking his cock, she was gently wanking him as well as fingering him and she motioned me closer to her and kissed my cock again. Rose was ecstatic, her hands and mouth seemed to be everywhere. I held her very ample breasts which were very sweaty as John fucked them. I decided to kiss her pussy again as I slipped a little finger into her backside. She backed back enthusiastically and had yet another very wet orgasm. Rose wanted me to fuck her again, but John had been watching as I fingered Rose’s backside and he wanted to try to fuck her there. He asked Rose who said ‘ANYTHING! Just do it!’. So I came out of Rose’s pussy and John fucked her backside. I got a lovely view of her pussy which was wet, dribbling, swollen and wobbly and John did this. I think he came in there and certainly Rose has a crashing orgasm and needed holding as we all rested. After a cup of tea (!) they retired to their bed and left me in the spare one. I fell asleep quickly but woke up again in the very early morning as I felt and smelled Rose and all our sex climb back into bed with me. She said ‘don’t move’ ‘just lie there’. She ran her mouth all over me. She seemed to relish the various scents as she became aroused again. Much to my surprise I was erect again almost immediately and Rose took me into herself. She was already wet and very fragrant. We fucked in our relaxed position for what seemed like a long time before we both came gently and fell asleep in each other’s arms. Later, as it got light, Rose left me and I heard her playing with John. I went and got three cups of tea and took them into their room but we were all beyond doing anything else and we got up, showered, together, and got dressed and eat a huge breakfast, which we felt we deserved. In the conversation, Rose wondered if it would be possible for us two men to fuck her at the same time? We said we would try. And we will. We aren’t quite sure how to go about it though. At the very least one of us can finger her backside while the other is fucking her. Should be fun if we can manage it.