I had picked up Kevin in a pub, fucked him, then his housemate,  then both together. Then I left Simon and moved in with them, but only fucked Jack.

I had been very good, I had only been with Jack since I moved in…until Julia and I had the hot tub fitters.

So I had a few things on my mind.

How to get Julia and her husband in bed with us.

How to get a woman for Jack.

I thought about asking Jack to talk to Mike. I knew Julia was keen on Jack, but she was not sure about Mike. Jack wanted Julia, or rather would if she was not next door. So I had no idea how to get the four of us in bed, and Mike's cock in me.

The second was much easier. We had met Kim and Jerry at a club before I moved in. We asked them over. It was late Friday. Kevin was out. He had a girlfriend,  and no longer fucking me, so it was just the four of us. 

It was fab, seeing Jack bury his cock in Kim, licking her full pussy, and taking a second load from Jerry as I did it.

We had to change the sheets when they left.

As I laid in Jack's arms I thought about using Kim and Jerry to get at Mike. I have to admit my thoughts were not very well formed.

“Did you have friends over yesterday?” Julia asked when we were alone. 

“Yes, we met them at a club.”

“A sex club?”

“Yes, would you like to meet them?” My mind ran though things, would Jerry like three women in his bed, I knew Jake would not want to add Julia to the previous day's four sum.

“You mean get fucked by him.”

“I do. Fucked by him. Ideally as Mike fucks me and Kim.”

“How do we do it?” She was older than me, but she was asking me how to get laid.

“Do you think Mike fancies me?”

“I'm sure he does.”

“Would you mind if he cheats on you?”

Julia smiled, but was silent, then said. “Is it always like this, giving our husbands to our best friends?” 

“Sometimes we give them to strangers.”

“..and have strangers fuck us?”

“We can do that, but do you want Jack first?”

“How do we do that?”

“Once he knows Mike has had me, that is what is stopping him having you.” I hoped I was right.

“I can't wait to fuck him.”

“Once they have opened our legs we can have a four sum. Can we do it properly, no condoms?”

“Like the pool men, that was naughty.”

“Let's see how naughty we can be, and how naughty Mike and Jack get.”

It was Saturday morning, Jack was out, but not for long. I texted Julia who told Mike she was going shopping and to meet a friend for a couple of hours.

I walked though the gap in the fence and knocked on the dining room doors. “Is Julia in.” 

“No, she is shopping.”

“So it's just us?” I said pulling at the knot that held my dress around my neck.

His eyes locked on to my nipples. I could see he wanted to back away, but he was sitting down. 

“I've seen you looking, I've seen your hard cock, are you hard now?” I felt cock. “See, all hard, you want me.”

“What about Jack?” He protested.

“I will not tell him that you fuck me.” I unbuttoned his shirt slowly. 

He never stopped me. I knelt in front of him, continuing to open his shirt. I pulled his trousers open and took his cock in my mouth. 

I had wanted that cock since he laid in the garden, naked.

He let my tongue dance around his cock. Then he pushed me back. I fell back on the floor. He pulled my dress up, just enough to push his cock into me. His first thrust missed my hole, it hurt.  He pulled back and slammed into me.

“Fucking slut.”

I took his cock as his hand squeezed my breast.

I wondered what Julia would say. “Fuck me, fill me, fuck me.”

He did fill me, quicker than he would other times, but not before I was moaning on the floor.

That was when he realised what he had done. 

I was pleased with myself, I was pleased with Mike's efforts. I was feeling good. 

He knelt on the carpet between my legs with a limp prick. I sat up and pulled his head to me.

“I'm coming back for more.” I told him.

He stood up and seemed lost. I laid back down, my legs wide open, my breasts bare and my dress gathered at my waist.

He started to straighten his clothing. I stood up, faced him, shook my dress so it fell in place and tied the top behind my neck. I felt the back of the dress sticking to me, he was leaking from me.

I went home, sent a pic of my leeking pussy and a caption. ‘He fucked me.’