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Diane nodded. This horny bitch was as endowed as she was, but under the circumstances, Diane didn’t feel jealous. “They’re lovely.”

“So’re yours. How about showing them, Diane? You didn’t seem to mind letting Chuck see and I know a lot more about what to do with tits like those. Silvia’s got a nice set of curves too…”

Diane didn’t know why she stood. Maybe it was how Honey was admiring her, or the lingering bitterness at the thought of Chuck leaving her had Diane susceptible to being intrigued by some third option from trying to be faithful and hitting the road for something new.

But she tugged her zipper down her back. As if by magic, her clinging dress detached from her body and sunk to the floor. She stood naked, primed for sex, even if it wasn’t Chuck offering it.

“Does this look better than it did through the window?”

“Much better,” Honey cooed, eyes drinking in Diane’s lush nakedness. She stepped up close, covering Diane’s breasts with her hands and squeezing them tightly. “Mmmm—much, much better!”

“Oooohh,” Diana moaned, dizzy with passion as the feeling of the caress sunk into her. Without thinking, she reached out to Honey’s own breasts. “I like having my breasts played with… I think this is what Chuck did to mine…”

“Nnngh,” Honey mewled. “You’re not far off! Chuck must have loved you.” She let go of Diane’s breasts, instead pressing her body to Diane’s, wrapping her arms around her to bring them together. “You’re soft, but hot.”

Dizzy, her head spinning, Diane embraced Honey too. The smell of perfume, the feel of warm flesh, the cooing sighs of Honey—they all coupled to drive Diane crazy. “God, I never thought I could have so much fun without a dick!”

“We haven’t even started yet,” Honey breathed, her lips running against Diane’s ear. She lifted her thigh between Diane’s legs, pressing the toned muscle into Diane’s wet pussy. “At least, I haven’t. You’re soaking. If you were anything like this last night, Chuck must’ve popped right into you—even if he were as hard as that hot little body must’ve made him.”

Diane found it obscenely arousing to have the man’s wife speaking so glowingly of how Diane had fucked Honey’s husband. She moaned: “Unnhhh!” Her hips quivered, rubbing her pussy against Honey’s leg. “Ohh, shit, I need to lie down!”

Honey held her up. She snaked her tongue into Diane’s ear, her breathing hot and heavy. “I’m going to fuck you like my husband did, Diane. I’m going to have the same fun he did. Ooooh… maybe more!”

Diane heard her words, but couldn’t quite make sense of how husband and wife intended to share her—cheating on each other, but with the same woman—it made no sense to her, not in her lust-muddled state.

Her legs were getting weaker and weaker. Slowly, with Honey’s support, she melted down to the floor. Honey joined her, pouring on top of Diane like her namesake, forming a pool of exquisite heat out of their naked, boneless flesh. All she wore was her miniskirt…

Diane swirled in a cloud of desire as Honey mounted her, throwing her head back to roll her hair out of her eyes, then looking down at the woman under her. “After I fuck you, I’m going to watch Chuck do it too. It’ll be even better than the last time I watched you fuck. This time, I’ll know how sweet your little pussy is for myself… everything my man is getting to have fun with…”

Dazed, Diana’s eyelids fluttered. “How can you let your husband fuck another woman?”

“Because I fuck her too,” Honey explained. “We’re not fucking anyone else; just sharing our sex life with someone like you. When Chuck sees a woman he likes, he brings her home and we both have fun. If I see a woman I like, I take her home and not only do I get her, but I get to see how Chuck fucks her brains out.” She smiled. “It’s something we can do as a couple.”

Diane twisted on the floor, trying to find a way to position herself that fit the lust mounting inside her. Finally, she brought her hands up and squeezed Honey’s breasts as they loomed over her. “What about other men?”

“Chuck’s enough for me,” Honey said, arching her back to shove her breasts into Diane’s hands. “I’d never be able to handle another man plus all the women we find. It’s a good thing Silvia can play with Chuck and his other women when I’m worn out. I’m just one pussy to play with. He’s got the only cock around. You might say he has the hard job.”

It sounded like Chuck had the same problem Honey’d had in all too many relationships: never enough of the other person to go around. But he’d found a solution instead of wandering from lover to lover, hoping one of them would be enough. Cannon had been, maybe, but he’d gotten so goddamn moral…

“And you’re not jealous?” Diane asked, wondering if Honey was as turned on as the images she conjured up were making her. Having a man who joined in as she fucked as much as she wanted sounded like the perfect relationship, but Diane knew that only a slut like her might think so.

Honey leaned forward, rolling her breasts across Diane’s lips. “What’s to be jealous of? I get to do everything he does. I’m not missing out on anything. And right now, I’m having fun I’d never get if he were my only lover…”

Diane took the hint and devoured Honey’s breasts. She sucked, bit, and mouthed the beautifully curved flesh.

“Ohh, Diane!” Honey gasped. “Chuck made it sound like your mouth would be exquisite, but I had no idea…” She rocked on her hands and knees over Diane, her cunt wet, flaming when she clenched the toned flesh of her thighs. “Oooo! OHHH! Wouldn’t it be good if he were here right now—fucking me—fucking me while you eat me…”

Diane sucked hungrily at all the delicious flesh Honey had to offer. Honey had a point and suddenly Diane was feeling like she’d fit right in with their kinky arrangement. After all, the only person she was feeling jealous of was everyone in the orgiastic trio. She wished the shoe was on the other foot—that she was seducing Honey, with her husband Chuck coming to fuck them both, making Honey enjoy it like she had enjoyed it… or like she was enjoying Honey now.

“Oh, Diane!” Honey cooed, shifting her knees further apart. “Touch my pussy!”

With her mouth stuffed full of Honey’s left breast, Diane reached under Honey’s skirt and felt for the first time the wet pussy of a female other than herself. She tried to replicate the way she’d gotten off on her own hand, with deep thrusts, curling fingers, and even a few nips with her fingernails. Honey squealed with enjoyment, relieving Diane. If they got off on the same things, and got each other off, maybe they could live the same way. Live with the same man.

Honey pumped her hips back and forth as if Chuck really were there behind her, making her take his cock—or like she had one, and was miming how she’d rut into Diane underneath her if she did.

Honey circled her hips, her blue eyes sparkling with ecstatic tears, like she was melting from the fire Diane’s fingers were sparking deep in her sex. Diane was going mad with need herself. She popped her lips off of Honey’s nipple, craving now to put them where her fingers were, to taste what her fingers were feeling.

“Let me eat you!”

Honey pushed Diane down so hard that her back slammed against the floor. Then she crawled over her body to straddle her face. Diane happily extended her tongue, but the real pleasure was in her sex, squeezing and clenching her thighs to get herself off.

She imagined Chuck was there, plowing into her as Honey had said he would do to her. And Diane knew she wouldn’t be finished with these two until she had taken both of them at once, just like Honey bragged about doing with this Silvia. Then she would know if she was more than just a whore—if she was their whore.