We’d talked about this early on in our relationship. But that was maybe ten years ago at best. Back when we were both young and adventurous, especially where sex was concerned. It hadn’t come up in the conversation for a long time. But had suddenly made an appearance again late one night when we were sitting on the sofa relaxing after a long day.
There we sat, leaning back on the sofa, facing one another, a glass of wine in my hand and a whiskey in his. We started for some reason to talk about our fantasies. What deep, dark fantasies we still had, or new ones that we didn’t know we possessed before. Hidden in the recesses, of our subconscious mind!
I sat there and stared at my husband of nine years. Oliver and I had enjoyed a lot of ups and downs in our ten years. He was still handsome and sexy as he neared his mid-thirties. As he talked about his more mild fantasies, I studied him over my wine glass. Dark brown hair. Gorgeous green eyes. He was in employment law but had that wild biker look that hinted he could be just a little bit dangerous. It was his smile that had attracted me to him in the first place. Just dripped sex appeal like you wouldn’t believe. I was lost in my thoughts when I heard, ‘Threesome’ and ‘Watch you fuck another woman.’
‘What?’ I splurted!
‘Wait. Slow down. What did you say?’ I asked him, sitting upright just a little bit more. He shrugged, lifted his whiskey to his lips, but before he drank, he said, ‘You heard me. I fantasise about seeing you fuck another woman. I fantasise about it a lot.’ He tilted the glass to his lips but kept watching me. I was a little stunned. I admit I’ve had this fantasy a time or two myself.
‘You’re serious? You want to see me fuck another woman?’
He just nodded at me. ‘Yes. I do.’ He waited for a minute, the silence was deafening. I looked down into my wine glass, thinking. ‘Well? What do I think?’ I wasn’t sure what to think. Here was an opportunity that not a lot of women, especially wives, would know what to do with. I looked at Oliver. He was waiting to see what I would do. What would I say? Taking a sip of my wine, I looked at him a little sideways. ‘Well… I… umm…’ I blew out a breath. ‘I’ve thought about it. I admit I’ve fantasised about being with another woman, with or without you watching!
In fact maybe more than one woman!’There it was. Out in the open. On the table staring at us. At my admission, Oliver sat up a little higher. ‘You’d do it?’
’Well, I didn’t say that, did I!’ ‘Come on. One time. You can pick the woman. I’ll just watch. I won’t touch her.’
I sat there, thinking about this. Were we really serious? Was Oliver negotiating with me about bringing another woman into our bed? Like he did in the boardroom? And why was I about to start laying out my terms?
Bringing my feet off the couch, I sat up and looked sideways at him. Did I want to tell him my whole fantasy? All the sordid details?
‘Oliver, I think we need to talk about this. I’m game, but there are a few things that I’ve fantasised about too.’ Oliver swung off the couch and sat there, his whiskey in his hands, his eyes gleaming. ‘Go ahead. Tell me!’
I looked straight ahead, not wanting to look at him, not while I was confessing my fantasies. ‘I, well… God this isn’t easy… I want to be with another woman. I want to do all kinds of things to her. Have her do them back to me. But I want more than that. I want her to not only fuck me; I want her to fuck you as well.’ I stopped and looked over at him. ‘I want to watch her fuck you in the arse with a strap-on while you lick me. Would you do that?’
We’ve had the odd bit of anal play before, but a strap-on had never made an appearance before. If truth be told what I wanted to see was more hardcore than just a strap-on up Oliver’s arse, but I didn’t think he was ready for that little confession. I didn’t know if I was either. I figured this was an excellent way to ease both of us into it.
I looked at Oliver, waiting for his answer. He took another slug of whiskey and then another. I could tell he was thinking about it. I could also tell he was getting turned on by the idea. Whether it was just the idea of me, him and another woman or what I had just laid on him, I wasn’t sure. All I knew was that the once slumbering monster in his trousers was now fully awake and wanting to have a vote in our conversation.
I figured I could up the ante a little, see if I could get him to my side of things. Now that this was out, that we were telling each other our fantasies and seriously considering acting this one out, I wanted it, I wanted this one! All of it! While Oliver thought things through, I slowly slid off the couch onto my knees. Slowly, I crawled over to him, kneeling between his legs. As I slid my hands up his legs and across his thighs, Oliver looked at me. ‘Just keep going, baby. Don’t mind me.’ With that, I slid my hands higher up and grabbed hold of his belt. I slowly unfastened it and then set my fingers to work on the zipper.
Leaning down, I looked up at him and said just as my mouth was less than an inch above his groin, ‘Just think about how hard you’d be watching me lick pussy.’ Then I laid my tongue against his hard pants-covered bulge and licked my way up. Oliver groaned, and his cock twitched in his “Calvin Klein’s!”
Rubbing my face against his groin, I kept torturing him. I could feel him twitch and jump as my cheek rubbed against him. As my tongue pushed against his balls, flicking up and down, I reached my hand into his briefs and pulled out his throbbing member. One of the things I love about Oliver is his cock. He’s just the right size for me, fitting snuggly into my pussy when fully aroused! And right now, he was harder than I’d ever seen him. The purple head was already oozing beads of cream. His veins were pulsing along the sides.
Wrapping my hands around his phallus, I held him and then looked up at him again, saying. ‘Just imagine me doing this to you while another woman licked me from behind!’ Pulling his straining cock to my mouth, I flicked my tongue around the corona! ‘Or fucked me!’ Again my tongue covered his throbbing purple head, pressing down and up. ‘Or helped me lick you. Would you like that, baby? Would you like two tongues on your cock? Two mouths!?’
Without letting him answer, I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock and slowly pushed down, taking only the swollen head into my mouth running my tongue around the coronal ridge. I sucked slowly, moaning as I felt him throb in my mouth. Up and down, my head bobbed, sucking only on his secreting crown. Oliver groaned and thrust his cock up, trying to go deeper. My hands around the base of his shaft kept me in control of how deep and how fast!
Pulling my mouth off, I rolled my tongue around the head of his cock and then looked up at him again. His eyes were half closed, his breathing rapid. ‘Just imagine me licking your arse, baby, rolling my tongue over it. You know you like that.’ He grunted and nodded almost as if he was drunk. ‘I’ll get you nice and wet and then I’ll guide her strap-on cock into your arse and watch her fuck you.’ Oliver groaned.
‘Then I’ll slide down and take your hard cock in my mouth… just … like… this!’ I wrapped my mouth around him and in one swift stroke had his entire cock deep in my mouth. My throat constricted, making me gag and I sucked hard and then pulled back only to ram my mouth back down! Oliver was grunting, fucking my mouth. His hands went to the back of my head and held on as I pumped up and down in his lap!
My moans were muffled as I sucked harder and faster. My saliva was running down Oliver’s cock, covering my hands, and his testicles. I wanted him to climax in my mouth. I needed to feel how excited he was. The flat of my tongue stimulating his frenulum, (that little cum spot on the underside of his cock just under the V of his corona,) as I fucked him with my mouth. His cock was pulsing, getting harder and harder. I reached down with my hand and cupped his testicles, squeezing, feeling them tighten. Oliver grunted out a few words that were unintelligible for the most part. I knew he was close. I sucked harder, faster, swallowing his cock whole. Just as the tip of his cock hit the back of my throat, I felt him throb, and then his cum was shooting down my throat.
As I pulled off him, his cream coated my tongue, filling my mouth. I sucked, swallowing, squeezing his balls trying to pump out as much of his creamy seed I could. Oliver was thrusting up into my mouth, his hands pulling my hair. When the last drop had gone down my throat, I pulled my mouth off him and looked up. ’Is that a yes then, baby?’
All he could do was look at me, smile and nod his head.
Weeks went by, but we didn’t let it end there. There were more nights in bed where we talked about our fantasy. About how we were going to act it out. We had a holiday booked and coming up soon. Late one night, as we lay cuddled up against one another after an especially intense round of sex, we decided what to do. We would take our holiday, stay in a luxury hotel. If we hadn’t found someone to play with by the end of the third night, we’d call an escort!
We talked it through and made plans. The next day, we went together to an adult store. Together, we picked out a strap on that would be acceptable to both of us. In fact, it wasn’t a strap on, it was the latest in wireless vibrating dildos for lesbian and transgender women. Or in reality, any couple that wanted a bit of fun!
It had a seven-inch penis with a realistic head and corona, and at the base, it curved softly at a right angle where there was a soft latex ball about the size ‘Racquetball’ that fits snugly into the vagina. The woman’s swollen vaginal muscles were holding it tight while she fucked the person impaled on the vibrating phallus.
It came with a remote so that you could control the phallus and the ball independently, there were eight-speed settings and four operating modes! Happily, it didn’t look too big for Oliver’s rectum, well time will tell so to speak. He was a little nervous but game.
Especially after the girl at the counter gave him a big smile while she authorised his credit card. We barely had time to get home before Oliver was balls deep in my pussy, the latex prosthetic cock, laying next to us on the floor.
As our holiday neared, so did our excitement. We agreed to forego sex for the entire week leading up to our holiday. It was torture, but we assured ourselves it would be well worth it in the end. The sexual tension between us grew and grew until we were both about ready to burst. And burst, I did! The next day, in fact, the day before we left for our holiday destination in Turkey! But we will come to that in a page or two!
We arrived on holiday, flying into Bodrum’s Milas Mugla airport around mid-afternoon. Jumping into a taxi, we headed over to our beachside hotel ‘The Azka.’ As we checked into our hotel, we both tried to stay calm. There’s something about hotels and sex that just go hand in hand. The fact that we hadn’t had any in a week, well, that just made it worse. And even more naughty.
The room was everything we had hoped it would be. Big king-size bed. Large Jacuzzi tub and four-head shower. The view from the balcony was fantastic. We unpacked, and I went in to shower. This was our first night, and we were going on the prowl for a playmate.
I took my time showering, soaping my body running my hands over my now shorn and pubescent pussy, as I gently massaged my clit my thoughts went back to the day before and the adventure I had in the beauticians!
I had been to the beauty spa the day before, to get waxed ready for the holiday. I usually just have my bikini line and legs done but seeing this was going to be a special holiday, went for the full ‘Brazilian!’
After the therapist had finished waxing the pubic hair from my mons and vulva, my pussy felt a little tender. But a bit of discomfort for a short while was for the greater good of tomorrow and our sexual adventure. Jess the therapist who had just denuded my pussy of all her fur, commented on how cute my quim looked now. Asking, ‘If I wanted some moisturiser to help with the tenderness?’
Thinking, she was going to give me the moisturiser to apply myself. I said ‘Yes please, I’d love that.’ To my surprise, she squirted the moisturiser into her hands and started to massage it into my pubic mound, working down over my vulva, and into my puffy labia. I don’t know if it was accidental, but her fingers slipped in between my pussy lips and toyed with my clitoris. ‘Is this ok for you Mrs Green, is the pressure ok?’ she asked as if I was having my hair washed. ‘Oh yes, I replied, it’s fine.’ Fuck what the fuck was I saying!
The therapist was groping me and fuck, it felt good too.
Her fingers had done the trick, and I was now completely turned on! If not feeling a tad; embarrassed! Jess must have realised this by the response my sex bud made to her touch. My pussy now in a pubescent state, my clit was very visible and obviously enjoying the feel of Jess’s fingers. ‘I’m sorry I hope you don’t think I do this with all my clients Mrs Green, but your pussy looked so inviting I couldn’t help myself!’ Jess whispered. ‘You won’t make a complaint about me, will you?’ She said in an apprehensive voice.
I was so turned on, and actually feeling quite flattered that she liked my quim, I said brazenly, ‘It’s fine Jess, I just hope you’re going to make me cum?’ ‘Oh yes, Mrs Green…… yes, yes most certainly you will!’ Going over to the door, she opened it and called out to the receptionist, ‘Mrs Greens decided to have a full body massage as well today, so I’ll be another hour. I don’t have another appointment till five o’clock so it will be okay. Can you turn on the relaxing music in my treatment room please?’
After hanging the treatment in progress sign on the door, Jess came back into the treatment room and pushed the bolt on the door.
I was still laying on the treatment table; semi-naked, my jogging bottoms hung over a chair in the corner. I had showered before I left to go to the beauty shop and had just put on a tee-shirt and jogging bottoms. I didn’t bother with underwear generally when I went to the spa as it’s just a short drive from the house.
Jess stood at the bottom of the treatment table and started to undo the laces of my trainers, ‘Why are you taking my trainers off Jess?’ I asked her. ‘Well Mrs Green, I’ve booked you in for the full body treatment, and that includes your feet too!’ She explained, continuing to take off my trainers off! Placing them neatly by my jogging bottoms, she came back to the head of the treatment table. I was laying on my back, so Jess asked me to sit up for a second, which I did. And then she asked me to lift my arms, realising she wanted to take off my tee-shirt I obliged!
Her hands slipped under the tee-shirt and lifted it over my head, her hand grazing my nipples as they went, sending a shiver down my spine. ‘Please lay back again Mrs Green’ Jess instructed. As I did so, feeling very naughty laying there nude, Jess folded my tee-shirt and placed it with the rest of my clothing. Then returned to the foot of the treatment table and faced me, and asked, ‘How would you like me while I’m treating you, Mrs Green?’ ‘ What do you mean Jess?’ I asked. Jess replied saying, ‘Well would you like me to take my uniform off or leave it on? ’Jess must have been in her late twenties, boyish with short blond hair, blue eyes, and very attractive. She looked like the body under that uniform was probably worth a look as it fits very snugly to the contours of her slim body. Well, I was naked, and I couldn’t help but wonder what was under that uniform? So it was a no-brainer really. I said, ‘Personally I’d like it off, but it’s your choice!’
With that, she started to unzip the front of her uniform top very slowly. When the zipper was all the way down, she slipped it off her shoulders exposing her bare torso. Oh God, she had the cutest pair of little tits, If my pussy was sporting a youthful look so was her chest. Two soft fleshy mounds with two hard pink nipples surrounded by two tight aureolas. She was apparently turned on. ’What lovely cute little boob’s Jess, you’re looking like your enjoying this, am I right?’ I asked.
Kicking off uniform slippers she said, ‘Absolutely Mrs Green, are you?’ ‘Ohh yes!’ I informed her. With that, she untied the cord of her uniform bottoms and let them slip down to the floor. Bending to pick up the discarded uniform I got a good look at her beautiful arse, ‘Yum…. I’d like to spank that pert little cheeky bottom!’ I thought to myself!
All she was wearing now was a pair of white lacy knickers; I watched as she folded her uniform neatly and placed it on the chair with my things, and returned to continue my treatment.
By now soft chillaxing music was playing in the background, as Jess stood behind me at the head of the treatment table she asked. ‘Would you like standard scented massage oil or would you like to try The Nuru, it’s something new we have to offer?’ ‘Well I don’t know, what do you suggest?’ I responded. ‘The Nuru is an oily gel and has a much thicker viscosity, it’s Japanese, and is supposed to be used body on body. And best in a wet room environment as it can get a bit gooey. Obviously, we don’t do that here! But you can try it if you like?’ Jess said.
‘Well let’s give the Nuru a try’ I said adding ‘Can I make a suggestion’ ‘Of course Mrs Green, what might that be?’ She asked.
‘Well, you see the wet room over there, it’s large enough for several people? Why don’t we have my massage in there?’ I asked quizzically. ‘Well no reason at all if its ok with you, I’ll take over the spare treatment mattress so you’ll be comfortable!’ Jess said.
She laid the other treatment mattress on the wet room floor and beckoned me over. I slid off the treatment table as naked as the day I was born, my heart beating fast and all my senses heightened. My boob’s bounced a little as I stepped up into the wet room, my nipples were taut and erect, my pussy expectant!
‘You’ll need to take a shower before we start, Mrs Green the Nuru Gel works better on a wet body.’ Jess enlightened me. ‘Ok, but what about you Jess, won’t you need a shower?’ I asked. ‘Well yes, I should, but I don’t think I should take off my knickers with you Mrs Green!’ ‘Why on earth not, I’m naked, and you’re enjoying my nudity are you not? I can see that by the hardness of your nipples and the way you’re looking at my tits, Jess. I know you can’t wait to get your hands on my body, as much as I want your hands all over me….. And in me!?’ I asked, informing her of my desire.‘I’m not the same as you Mrs Green, I’mm… not so pretty as you down there.’ Jess said, in an embarrassed whisper. ‘Don’t be silly Jess it doesn’t matter if you don’t think your pussy’s pretty, let me be the judge of that, let’s get those knickers off!’ I told her. I was feeling quite horny now and wanted to see the whole prize I was getting. I wanted those knickers off! ‘Let me.’ I said squatting as I took the waistband and tugged the offending garment!
Sliding the knickers down to her feet, I wanted to get a good look at what she thought was an ugly pussy! She tried to hide her sex with a hand, but I pushed it away to find she had a silky smooth pubic mound. Running my hand over the soft skin of her belly down over mons pubis, I delved my hand between her legs to touch her pussy. Jess was holding her legs closed, so I forced my hand between to gain access to her sweet sex.
‘Oh my God’ I said in astonishment. There wasn’t a wet, juicy pussy but a penis, that was now unfurling itself in my hand, getting harder and harder! ‘Fuck, Jess you’re a guy!’ I said not wanting to sound anything but intrigued. ‘No, not really I’m transgender! I was born a boy, but I have always felt like a girl a woman! I don’t want the operation, I’m quite happy with my cock, but I am a woman to all intense and purposes. So I imagine you’ll prefer to see another therapist from now on?’ Jess said in an apprehensive voice.
‘Fuck no, I’m looking forward to the massage more than ever now!’ I informed her excitedly, thinking to myself. ‘Fuck a woman? And a cock all in one body; Shangri-La!’ Looking down at Jess’s cock it had become very erect and stood vertical against her abdomen. Taking her by the offending member, I led her to the shower head where we took out time washing each other extremely intimately!
After our shower, we moved back to the middle of the wet room, and I laid face down on the soft mattress. Jess brought over a wooden bowl full of the oily Nuru Gel and placed it beside my head. Stradling me she knelt astride my hips, leaning forward to scoop out two handfuls of the oily gel, I felt her cock slip between my buttocks. Sending a pulse of pure delight up my spine and into the base of my skull as the head grazed my pussy!
Sitting back upright her ever-growing erection remained trapped between my butt cheeks, as I felt the oily Nuru Gel drip down on my back trickling through Jess’s fingers. Jess’s fingers then worked the oily liquid into my body with an expert touch, my body becoming as light as a feather, I totally relaxed melting into the mattress. Serenity surrounding me. Jess’s hands and fingers worked the goo into my glute muscle’s, her fingers working more profound and deeper into the valley of my arse. A hand slipped down over my pouty little anus, over my perineum to their goal that lay between my legs! My wet and wanting pussy! Two oily soft fingers slipped quickly into my sex, and what I wasn’t expecting was the gooey, slippery thumb that effortlessly glided past my anal rim into my rectum!
As both, my orifices started to get finger fucked my body stiffened. Jess’s fingers pumped into my body bringing an orgasm closer and closer and closer. Like the ripples on a lake, the orgasmic sensations rippled through my body. On the downstroke when all three digits filled me, Jess massaged her thumb and forefinger together through the perineum membrane that separates my rectum from my pussy. Sending me delirious with pleasure, I had stimulation overload!
My whole body now quivered in anticipation of my imminent climax. I was moaning so loudly I hoped no one out in the reception area could hear me. But before my orgasm broke, Jess slowly removed the digits that had been so expertly bringing me close to fulfilment. Slipped off me and went out into the treatment room, her erection stiffer than ever bounced and slapped her abdomen as she walked. Jess return to my needy body within a few seconds, with a piece of silver foil in her hand. Jess had gone to fetch a condom; she instructed me to turn over onto my back. I did so as I watched her rolling the latex sheath over the glands head and down the shaft, till it fitted snuggly around the root.
Kneeling between my legs, she took the bowl of Nuru Gel and poured it over my boob’s, abdomen and pussy. Jess now expertly and so erotically began to work on my breasts and nipples the feel of her fingers on my tits was sending me into a frenzy. Massaging deep into the tissue of my mammary glands, Jess had made my nipples so engorged the aureolas so soft and swollen but the teats so long and hard. Fuck I was so ready to cum.
She now bent forward and took one in her mouth, sucking and nipping the teat with her teeth, while a hand played with the other. Pulling and twisting the hard sex teat.
This sweet torment was driving me wild, I groaned. ‘Fuck me, God damn you, fuck me, I want to feel you in me!’ With that, Jess stopped molesting my tits and sitting up took the bowl and tipped the rest of the oily goo over her little tits.
Sitting up, I eagerly rubbed the goo over her body, teasing and caressing her pubescent breasts. The latex-covered erection twitching as I pinched and tweaked her nipples. Her hands gripped my thighs as she pulled me to her. I fell back onto the mattress as she did so sliding on the goo towards her waiting cock and my impalement upon her throbbing member!
As my vulva arrived at the point of impalement, my body was urging the phallus on, to feel it slip into my wet pussy. As the throbbing female penis reached the point of impact, it missed my open wet pussy and slid up the furrow of my sex instead. The latex coated phallus lingering at my clitoris, the tip of Jess’s cock rubbing my sensitive cum button. My whole body quivered this was such sweet torture. My orgasm was there it was ready to bust out of my body. Jess stopped making love to my clit with the head of her cock and said, ‘Are you ready?’
Fuck am I ready? ‘Yes….. fuck yes, fuck me you little bitch.’ I couldn’t believe I was saying these things. I’ve never felt so horny before. And as I felt my orgasm begin to hit, Jess placed the head of her cock in-between the folds of my labia and pressed home. ‘Fuccckkkk……!’ I came instantaneously!
As Jess thrust into me, my sex pulsated around her throbbing cock wanking her with vaginal muscles. Then she climaxed, moaning, noisily as she pumped her seed into the latex glove that surrounded her ejaculating penis. As we lay on the wet room floor I thought to myself how ironic; my husband and I are flying away on holiday to have some fun with another woman, and here she is on our doorstep! But I think I’ll keep Jess all to myself.
On my way out, I said to the receptionist can you book me next time for a two-hour appointment with Jess. So now I had something to look forward to on my return from our naughty holiday.
Thinking about Jess as I showered, running my soapy hands over my body, recalling our encounter, I could feel my pussy start to tingle. My fingers glided over my wet vulva stroking my soft pussy lips; I wanted so badly to slid them inside, and rub my cum button. And to feel an explosive orgasm. But I resisted the urge. Sliding my hands upwards, I stroked them over my stomach and then up to my breasts.
From day one, Oliver had loved my tits. I’m not a thin woman, curvy in all the right places. Including my 38 double D boobs. Using my thumb and forefinger, I gently squeezed my nipples, hardening them to sensitive little nubs. My nipples are dark pink, a rosy colour. The aureole extends out to be about the size of a small coaster.
As my fingers twisted and squeezed my nipples, I felt a sensation of being watched. I opened my eyes and saw Oliver standing in the bathroom doorway, watching me. He was naked, and his cock was rock hard!
‘Don’t you dare cum.’ I laughed when he said it, seeing the agony on his face. It was hard enough for me not to cum over the last week, well not until yesterday. But I couldn’t imagine how poor Oliver had fared with no sexual release for a week. I dare not tell him about Jess, and the fact that the day before we came away I indulged in his fantasy without him being there. I don’t think that would go down to well, maybe if all goes well on this hedonistic holiday; I might introduce him to Jess. The thought of him fucking me while she fucked his arse was making my clit twitch even more!
Laughing, I lifted my hands away as if I was in a holdup and let the water ran down over me, cleansing my body of all residue soap. I dressed that night for seduction. I slipped on a red lace thong and a matching bra that barely held my chest in check.Sliding my legs into black silk stockings, I adjusted the bands at the tops of my thighs. Taking my dress in hand, I slipped it over my head and down my body. It was black. Tight and short.
I was just on the verge of slutty but not entirely. Sliding my feet into a pair of four-inch black heels, I looked at myself in the mirror. Oliver had stopped dressing as I slipped on the dress. Now, his eyes were scanning my body. I could see and feel the lust in his gaze!
On the ride downstairs in the elevator, Oliver’s hand moved from my lower back to cup my arse. His fingers were massaging me gently through the soft fabric of my dress. I must have emitted a low moan because the man standing next to us looked at me briefly. I smiled at him, and he turned diverted his eyes to the floor. Oliver snickered and moved his hand back up to my waist as the elevator doors opened.
The plan was to have dinner and then sit in the lounge and see what happened. We were like kids at Christmas all through dinner. Giddy with excitement. As we made our way to the bar, I could feel my pussy swelling, my clit so horny it was rubbing on the fabric of my thong. I looked down at Oliver and saw he was trying to hide his growing hard-on. We looked around the bar and settled on a table against the far wall. We’d be able to see everything from there.
The waitress was a cute little thing that we quickly ruled out. She was too young. We wanted someone a little older than 25. Someone with a bit more experience.
We sat, drank and talked, watching every new female that came through the door. Finally, after about an hour, a woman walked in that caught my eye. I looked at Oliver and could tell he’d noticed her too.
She was a blond. Slim and beautiful, great tits and arse, and a little taller than me. As she entered the lounge, she looked around and then settled at the only free table available; which so happened to be close to ours. She appeared to be alone!
Oliver and I hadn’t thought too far into the part of how we planned to get a woman into bed with us? When I saw her get up and go to the ladies room, I smiled at Oliver and said I’d be back. Grabbing my handbag, I followed her. My eyes were watching her arse as she walked. Her skirt was short, and I desperately wanted to see more.
She held the door for me as I walked in and I quickly noticed that we were the only two in there at the moment. Standing next to her at the mirror, I fixed my lipstick and smiled at her. She smiled back. I took that as a good sign.
‘Nice to have a little peace and quiet after all the noise in the lounge.’ Wasn’t the greatest conversation starter but I couldn’t think of anything else.
‘I know what you mean. I’d have stayed in my room and ordered a bottle of wine, but it’s my last night, and there’s only so much you can do.’ She said. ’Here alone? I noticed you’re sitting by yourself out there.’ I pulled my brush out of my handbag and waited for her answer. Please, please, please be alone!
‘Yes. I hate travelling alone, but sometimes it’s just the way it is. I was supposed to be here with my husband, but sadly I caught him fucking the cleaner the week before we were supposed to leave. So here I am treating myself to a “Spa Break.” Mind you it’s been an exciting and interesting holiday, to say the least. But I’m glad I came in the end!’ She told me. (Read Jill’s story in “Milked in Bodrum!” Anticipation Volume 3)
I started to put my brush back in my bag, and then I looked up and over at her like I just had an idea out of the blue. ‘You don’t have to sit there alone, you know. Why don’t you join my husband and me? We’re just having a few drinks and relaxing.’ I held my breath and waited.
She smiled. ‘I’d like that. I’m Jill by the way.’ I led Jill back to our table and introduced her to Oliver. I know I saw her eyes drop for a second or two to Oliver’s groin as he stood. His hard-on was clearly evident. The good thing was it didn’t seem to scare her off. I explained to Oliver that Jill was there on her own, and I had invited her to join us. Oliver smiled and started what he does best. Small talk that makes a person feel comfortable and welcomed.
We kept the drinks coming, and before long we were laughing like old friends. As Oliver started to play with my fingers on the table, Jill looked at him and then me and smiled. ‘So what brings you two here? It’s obviously not business?’
Oliver nodded at me, and I took over. ‘Actually, no. Not business. It’s strictly pleasure. We needed to get away for a while and wanted to do it someplace new. Someplace where we could maybe, oh I don’t know, act out some fantasies. If you know what I mean?’ Did she get the subtle hint? Had I been too forward? Jill smiled. ‘What kind of fantasies?’
‘Bingo!’ ‘Oh you know, the average, everyday type fantasies. Sex in an elevator. Sex in a tub. A three-way with a strap-on dildo.’ Oliver’s hand had tightened on mine as I said that. We both waited with baited breath. ‘A three-way? With a strap on? Sounds fun and very kinky. Any ideas on your third?’ Jill asked, raising her glass to her lips and taking a slow sip, her tongue licking her lip as she set the glass down.
‘Well actually. We thought… maybe…. You!’ I waited for a second. ‘That is if you fancy it? Maybe!’ Oliver and I both looked at Jill. There it was again. On the table. Staring at us. Only this time, it was staring at another woman too. A stranger. Would she run screaming out of there? Calling us both perverts? Or would she take us up on the offer? I wasn’t sure which scared me more.
Jill didn’t say another word for a few seconds. But I looked into her eyes and saw a glimmer. Was that lust? Leaning back in her chair, Jill looked from me to Oliver and back again. ‘What exactly do you have in mind?’ Breath rushed out of me. I felt Oliver tremble just a little bit. Leaning my hands on the table, I told Jill about our fantasy. How Oliver wanted to watch me with another woman. How he wanted her to fuck me.
And I told Jill how I wanted to watch to see her fuck Oliver with a strap-on dildo. We weren’t sure if Oliver would fuck her. We ’d see what happened. ‘So, there it is. Interested?’
Her answer was simple. ‘Ohh Yes!’
We ordered another round of drinks to help us settle a little. All of our pulses were racing I imagine; I know mine was. I asked Jill if she’d ever done anything like this before. ‘Well yes’, and went on to tell us about her first night at the hotel and the meeting with the woman who had a little orgasm bag. And the night of sex, bondage, and a three-way with a; shemale. A rye smile came to my lips thinking about Jess, it’s a small world, Jill and I had more in common than poor Oliver knew. Apparently, the past two weeks had been fuck-fest for Jill, and now there was us; we had stumbled on the perfect playmate!
After finishing our drinks, Oliver paid the tab and Jill, and I walked arm in arm to the elevator. As the three of us stepped in, and the doors closed, we were alone for the first time. Jill looked at me, and I had the urge to kiss her. To kiss a woman for the first time, did Jess count as a woman? I didn’t hesitate. I slipped my hand up to her cheek and pulled her gently to me. And our lips met!
As our lips pressed against each other, our tongues started to push out, wanting to get involved. The kiss moved from slow and subtle to be more demanding. When the elevator doors opened, I looked at Oliver and saw a look I’d never seen before. Total, uncontrollable lust. Oliver waited to open our room door as I led Jill down the hall to our room.
As Oliver pulled open the balcony doors to let some cool air into our room, I took Jill’s hand and pulled her against me. We kissed again passionately, our tongues dancing to a tune of lust!
I moaned when I felt her lips against my neck, just under my ear. Oliver knows precisely how sensitive that spot is. Kissing me long hard in that one spot sent electrons pulsing down my body, into my pussy via my aching nipples. I looked up just long enough to watch Oliver settling back into the chair across the room, and then closed my eyes as Jill’s mouth moved down my neck to my shoulder.
Her hand reached around and rubbed over my arse. I moaned and arched my body, moulding it against hers. I could feel her breasts press against me. I wanted them desperately.
Breaking from her hold gently, I stepped back and reached down to pull my dress slowly up over my head. I stood there in just my thong, bra, stockings and heels, letting her eyes take in my body. ‘Beautiful’ was all she said as she stepped towards me. I reached around her and slowly unzipped her dress and peeled it from her body!
As it dropped to the floor, I stepped back and looked at her. She was wearing a white lace bra and matching thong. A white garter and stockings completed the look. I glanced over at Oliver. His hand was rubbing his groin through his trousers as his eyes moved down Jill’s body. He was practically salivating over her virtually bare arse!
Gently, and never taking my eyes off her, I slowly slipped the straps of her bra down her shoulders. Letting my hands caress her neck and then moving down, I cupped her brassiere-covered breasts in my hands and used my fingers to pull the cups down revealing her fruit. I was about to get my second feel of naked breasts. Her nipples popped out, hard and dark pink. In an almost trance-like state, I skimmed my fingers over her nipples. I heard her moan, it didn’t register; Not yet! I was mesmerised by what I was seeing, touching!
Using my thumb and forefinger, I squeezed her nipples gently, just as I had done to myself earlier that night. Jill moaned. As I played with her nipples, she reached back and unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the floor. I stopped my teasing for a minute so I could just take in her naked succulent fruits. After two weeks here on holiday her breasts were tanned without any signs of tan marks, so she must have been sunbathing nude!
They were slightly smaller than mine but hung on her chest like two pieces of art. Leaning down, I flicked my tongue over her right nipple making her moan. Then her left nipple. Then her right again. Sliding my hands up her torso, I placed a palm on either side of her breasts and pressed in, squeezing her tits together so I could run my tongue over both nipples. Jill moaned, as her fingers dug into my scalp!.
After a few minutes, Jill gently pushed me back. It was her turn. She stepped back, turning me, so I was facing Oliver. He had his trousers unzipped, his hand down inside. His eyes were big and bright. Jill reached around me and slid her hands over my stomach as she moved them upwards. I moaned when I felt her cup my breasts through my bra.
Jill’s hand moulded my breasts, squeezing gently. When her hands slid back behind me, I smiled at Oliver. He smiled back at me and then froze as Jill unhooked my bra and pushed it off. Sliding her hands back around and under my cups. I shivered when I felt her hands on my naked flesh. My nipples were hard, pushing out against her palms. I leaned my head back on her shoulder and moaned as her fingers tweaked and twisted my nipples. It was a soft kind of pain, and it made my pussy damp very damp, soaking my already drenched thong.
I heard movement and opened my eyes. Oliver was standing, sliding his shirt off and then his pants. I watched my husband undress as another woman stroked my body. Jill’s hands moved down my stomach. She was breathing hard in my ear, little-ragged breaths that told me she was as unbelievably aroused; as I was!
As Oliver slid his boxers to the floor, Jill’s fingers slipped inside the gossamer floss like stands that held my thong to my hips and slid them down my legs slowly. My mind briefly registered that I was standing in a hotel room with a strange woman running her hands over my naked body as my husband stood naked across the room from us. I didn’t think I could get any more aroused than I was at that moment. I was wrong!
As Jill slid the drenched fabric that had once been my thong down my legs, I had felt her body-skimming down over my back. Her breasts rubbed against my arse, and I moaned. She felt so unbelievably soft. My eyes focused on Oliver across the room again. He was leaning back in the chair; his legs spread. His hand was moving slowly up and down his rock hard cock. I love watching Oliver masturbate, and he knows it. But his eyes weren’t on mine. They were on Jill’s hands, as they slowly slid up my legs over my stockings. I felt like such a slut standing there in black stockings and heels. I loved it. I couldn’t believe how liberating it felt. I wondered why we hadn’t done this before. Then my mind went wonderfully blank as I felt Jill’s fingers skim over my pubescent pubic mound! Just as her fingers slid between my thighs, Oliver’s hand stopped on his cock. His eyes were huge as they watched her touch me for the first time. I moaned and would have fallen back had she not been using her other hand to hold my arse. Her fingertips felt so soft against my wet labia. With the barest of pressure, Jill slipped her finger between my moist folds and moved it back and forth. I moaned and closed my eyes.
‘No. Open your eyes, baby. I want to watch your eyes when she makes you cum.’ My eyes flashed open at Oliver’s words. His hand was moving up and down his cock again. I could tell he was trying not to explode on the spot. Jill’s lips pressed against my hip, leaving soft kisses as her fingers explored my pussy!
Her index finger was nestled deep inside me, stroking me slowly. As her tongue licked my hip, her finger moved and flicked across my very swollen clit. Circling her finger around the engorged sex bud undulating sensations rose from within my pussy, to come and go as she masturbated me to the same pace Oliver was wanking himself. At the height of the final climatic undulation, My body pulsed. My pussy clenched. My orgasm exploded, and my eyes never left Oliver’s.
My body felt weak, and I couldn’t believe the orgasm that I’d just experienced at the hands of a woman. It had been amazing. Even more so having Oliver watch. After my orgasm had subsided, Jill slowly rose to stand next to me. I looked over at her and smiled. She was licking her fingers like a cat, licking up my female secretions. I looked back at Oliver and knew it was time to crank things up a level.
Taking Jill by the shoulders, I turned her and pushed her back down onto the bed. She bounced and giggled as she landed, her legs spreading wide for me. Her eyes moved from me to Oliver, who was again slowly stroking his cock. I looked over my shoulder at Oliver and licked my lips. I had thought about this for a long time in my dreams and fantasies. I never thought I’d get to this point, though. I looked from Oliver down to Jill, laying spread on the bed, resting back on her elbows. Her nipples were rock hard, pointing straight up at me. I thought briefly of how good they had felt in my mouth earlier. I knew I’d be tasting them again soon. But for now, my thoughts focused on what I was about to taste for the first time!
Her skin felt warm to my touch. I lifted her leg and kissed the inside of her ankle, then licked my way slowly up her calf. Her breathing now became more ragged. I smiled and continued my journey up her leg, getting closer and closer to her core. I kissed the inside of her thigh and licked my way up closer. My lips touched her groin, and she spread her legs wider. I could smell her musky aroma. I looked over at Oliver from between her legs. His hand had stopped moving, and it looked like he was holding his breath. Waiting to see what I would do next!
I was now so aroused I had become animal-like, I tore at the little thong she was just about wearing, ripping it from her body. Her exposed sex was puffy and swollen, and her clitoris protruded from between the lips of her labia. She had been waxed but left a line of well trimmed pussy hair pointing the way to her sex.
Her fur tickled my nose as I kissed her. My mouth moved down slowly, kissing and sucking her. When the tip of my tongue touched her wet pussy, Jill moaned and arched up into my mouth. The taste and feel of the soft texture of her sex sent my senses wild.
She felt incredible. I pushed her legs open wider as I settled to eat my first woman. It was everything that I had expected, dreamt about, and more. My tongue couldn’t lick fast enough. My mouth couldn’t swallow enough. I did what I liked Oliver to do to me. I sucked slowly, using my tongue to lap at her long slit and then flicked my tongue over her hardened clit. Jill was moaning, thrashing around on the bed, as I licked her with a circular motion, faster and more intensely.
I heard a noise behind me and looked up briefly. Oliver had moved and was standing behind me, watching me eat another woman. His hand was wanking rapidly on his cock. Using my fingers, I spread Jill’s soft and swollen labia and dove my tongue deep inside her pussy; flicking and licking her. She moaned and arched up. ‘Yes! Oh God yes! That’s so fucking good. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.’ She was begging, moaning. I tasted a gush of wetness just before she erupted and her juices filled my mouth. My first taste of another woman’s orgasm. I loved it. I consumed her, not wanting to miss a drop!
With my mouth wet, I looked up at Oliver. He moaned and thrust his hips forward. Jill and I watched as his cock exploded sending stream after stream of creamy, sizzling hot cum onto Jill’s stomach.
His eyes were closed, and his hand was gripping his phallus hard as he pumped his manhood over and over again. I’d never seen anything so incredible as watching my husband spurting spunk over another woman. When he was spent, he collapsed on the bed next to Jill. Crawling up her body, I couldn’t help myself. My tongue went to work, and I licked her stomach clean, licking every last drop of my husband’s ejaculated semen from her body.
As I crawled further up, our bodies pressed together, Jill took my shoulders and pulled me to her. Our lips met in a hard, intense kiss. When she broke away, she told me to turn around and let her taste me!
With Oliver laying next to us, Jill and I moved into a sixty-nine position with me on top of her. I moaned and pushed down as I felt her tongue on me. I hadn’t had another mouth on my pussy since before Oliver, well there was Jess did she count? He watched, talking blindly, encouraging us as only a man can do when faced with two naked women making love to one another. It excited me to listen to him. To hear him tell Jill how to touch me, or how I should lick Jill. This was everything and more than I had ever expected or wanted.
After Jill and I had brought each other to two more body ripping orgasms apiece, I felt the bed shift. Oliver walked over to our bag and then came back to the bed carrying our newly purchased, and so far untried, vibrating prosthetic cock. ’Baby, I want this… Now.’
I smiled and felt Jill shiver beneath me. I took the prosthetic and crawled off Jill’s body to stand by the side of the bed. Oliver was standing on the other side of the bed, his cock already hard as stone again. Jill looked at me as I slipped the bulb which sat on the opposite end of the prosthetic’s phallus into my vagina and clenched onto it with my vaginal muscles!
I had for now become a “Chick with a dick!”
Jill looked at me, and then Oliver’s cock, I knew what she was asking! Did I want to see her with Oliver? Did I want to watch another woman suck my husband’s cock? The resounding and surprising answer was yes. I nodded at her and smiled. Her grin was huge, like a kid who had just received the best Christmas present ever!
Turning over and pushing up onto all fours, Jill crawled towards Oliver. He was too busy watching me to take in the change of plans. I watched as his eyes closed, Oliver moaned when Jill’s mouth shut slowly around his cock her teeth gently trapping the corona around the base of the glans head. He looked up at me, stunned and lustful. I only smiled at him and then leaned down to lick Jill’s pussy from behind. She moaned, and I could tell this made an impression on Oliver as he thrust his cock deeper into her throat.
With Jill’s pussy wet and willing, I slowly wrapped my hand around the base of the prosthetic cock and with the other set the remote to vibration setting three. My pussy immediately started to grip harder on the vibrating latex ball implanted in my vaginal cavity. My nipples instantly responded to the vibrating ball, getting harder, aureolas tightening thrusting my teats further out!
My body was awash with erotic sensations, as I guided the vibrating phallus towards Jill’s soft wet vaginal slit. I watched, mesmerised, as the head of the latex cock slowly pushed through her sex lips and stretched her. I felt an awesome power!
Grabbing hold of her hips, I slowly pushed in further as Jill’s mouth moved up and down Oliver’s cock. Holding still, the dildo deep inside her pussy, I watched her suck my husband. It was an incredible sight. Her mouth was stretched around his thick shaft just as her pussy was tight around my pseudo-penis!
The vibrating phallus must be sending her wild. I listened to her moans and grunts as she slurped and sucked on Oliver’s cock. My pussy was oozing my female secretions. I could feel my heart racing. Gripping her hips with my hands, I slowly pulled back until just the head of the latex phallus was still just spreading her labia, and then I thrust forward with one hard push. As I ram into her Jill moaned out, ‘Oh God, Oh fucking God, It’s vibrating my fucking pussy.’ Oliver grunted as he pushed deeper into her mouth!
In tandem, Oliver and I fucked Jill like we’d imagined over and over again during the weeks since this fantasy had made an appearance. I wasn’t sure if the latex cock would make me orgasm, but I quickly learned that it would. The vibrating ball inside my body sending my sex into a frenzy. Just watching and listening to Jill giving my husband head was enough to do it, but add in the fact that I was fucking her while she had Oliver’s cock in her mouth. I wasn’t going to last long!
My pussy was near very near to erupting! After maybe ten minutes, Jill pulled off Oliver’s cock and looked back at me saying. ‘Ahhh…. Let’s…. mmmm… yeah…. Let’s change positions…. Oh God, this is so fucking horny…’ I slipped my prosthetic phallus from between her sex and sat back. Jill turned over onto her back, spreading her legs wide. Pushing herself up towards the edge of the bed, she hung her head over the side and pulled Oliver to her by his thighs.
I watched again as she quickly swallowed my husband’s cock, like a sword swallower sliding a rapier down their throat! Sliding towards her, I spread her legs and pushed my wet, cum-covered vibrating cock into her slick pussy. Lifting her legs up onto my shoulders, I slammed into her over and over again. Oliver was grunting, watching every thrust.
‘Oh, God. Yeah, baby. That’s it. Oh, fuck that’s good…. Oh shit. Yeah.’ Oliver was urging me on. I felt my orgasm build. I reached down and with two fingers started to rub Jill’s hard clit, feeling her whole vulva oscillating. The vibrations were radiating out from deep in Jill’s sex. She grunted, moaned and arched up. I could feel her orgasm on my fingers. For a moment I thought she might pull the phallus out of me? Jill’s pussy, squeezed and tugged at the latex cock fucking her. Seconds later, Oliver moaned and pushed forward ejaculating his semen into her sexy little mouth. As Jill’s mouth filled with his creamy seed, it started to ooze and drip from the corners of her scarlet lips!
I slowed down, giving her short little thrusts until I felt her body relax coming down from her orgasm. Oliver withdrew his semi-hard manhood from her mouth and leaned down to kiss her. I watched as Oliver’s cream was shared between them. Another unspoken fantasy had just played out.
The three of us collapsed on the bed, Oliver in the middle with Jill and I on either side holding onto him. We rested, none of us speaking for what seemed like hours but was really only minutes. I reached out and took hold of Jill’s hand. We smiled at one another, and I knew that this wasn’t over.
Oliver lifted his head up enough to look at me and then to Jill saying.
‘There’s still one more thing we haven’t done yet. I’m game if you are. If you still want.’ I knew Oliver was giving me the rest of my fantasy. Pulling myself up, I looked into his eyes. ‘Are you sure?’ He nodded.
I slowly slipped the ball of the phallus out of my pussy and went to the bathroom to pee. When I stepped back into the room, Oliver and Jill were kissing and fondling each other. They looked lovely, and I was surprised by the lack of jealousy I felt watching my husband making out with another woman. But then I’d been doing much worse with her all night and, of course, there was Jess!
With lube for the pseudo-penis in hand, I watched Jill fit the prosthetic phallus into her sex, and then I helped to get it settled in her body just right! My fingers, of course, lingering longer than they should on her hard clit. Oliver’s eyes were huge as he looked at it and realised what was to come.
I didn’t ask him again if he was sure. Selfishly I didn’t want to give him an excuse to back out. Jill and I had Oliver crawl up on all fours onto the bed. As I held his cheeks spread wide, Jill leaned over and ran her tongue over his scrotum and perineum. Oliver moaned, and I watched his cock harden. He loved this as much as I was. Jill crawled down underneath Oliver, taking his cock in her mouth. Leaning over, I ran my tongue over his arse just the way I know he likes it. Then gently, I slid my finger into his tight hole. He moaned and pushed back against me!
Jill crawled back out, and as she applied a generous amount of lube to the pseudo-cock, I dribbled a stream of lube into Oliver’s arse. ’Ready baby? Here it comes!’
I watched, spellbound, as Jill slowly pressed the tip of the dildo against Oliver’s anal rim. I caressed his butt cheeks as Jill pushed forward and I watched the head disappear. Oliver moaned. A little at a time, Jill worked the rubber cock deep inside Oliver’s private sanctum. I couldn’t remember ever being this turned on before. Taking the remote, I set the phallus to vibrating speed four and to throbbing mode. The prosthetic cock now throbbed and vibrated as Jill fucked his rectum. Jill stiffened and arched, her nipples hardened as the throbbing vibrator did its job deep in her sex.
It was unbelievable watching this play out. I loved it just like I knew I would. Crawling around, I laid in front of Oliver, spreading my legs open for him. Without prodding, Oliver buried his mouth in my pussy and ate me like it was his last supper. Jill was picking up speed, fucking Oliver harder and faster. His cock was huge, swinging down between his legs. I strained to watch his arse take the prosthetic cock over and over again. Jill was wild as she fucked him. I could tell from the way Oliver was licking me, moaning to me, that he was as turned on as I was. I couldn’t believe I was watching my husband getting fucked in the arse by another woman while he performed cunnilingus on me!
I grabbed hold of his head, holding him to me, telling Jill to fuck him harder. To ram his arse, with her cock. Oliver would only moan and grunt harder as Jill did just that. ‘Let’s flip him I commanded!’ Jill removed the vibrating phallus from his rectum as Oliver turned over onto his back, his erection waving like a flagpole. Placing some pillows under the small of his back he was presented for fucking!
I climbed on his face, and I instructed him to, ‘Continue!’ As he started to feast on the sweet meat of my pussy, Jill thrust the vibrating cock back past his anal rim deep into his rectum. His internal sphincter muscle gripping it as it pumped in and out of his anal canal. I could feel his tongue lapping at my clit sucking it and flicking his tongue over the hard bud. Bending forward, I took his cock in my mouth. Placing my lips around the heads corona, I sucked deeply, as Jill continued to pummel his arse!
He groaned in delight as my tongue found his frenulum, wanking his little cum spot. His moans vibrated against my pussy as his mouth and tongue devoured me. The three of us were moaning and grunting, urging each other on. Oliver’s fingers and tongue were fucking me harder and harder when I felt him explode in my mouth. His cream filled me; I gagged as it overflowed into my throat and streamed out my nostrils. I swallowed and swallowed again as copious amounts of his semen squirted into me. Then his tongue brought me off again; I exploded into another pulsating orgasm. Filling Oliver’s mouth this time with my cream!
As the orgasm shuddered through me, I jerked and trembled, quivered, shook, fuck……. I didn’t know what was going on with my body as the climax fucked my brains. Manfully I continued to suck on his still hard throbbing cock!
Jill gave his arse three more quick, hard thrusts as the vibrating ball sent her to orgasm heaven. As she gasped, ‘Fucking hell, fuck, fuck…someone turn it off.’ Pulling out of Oliver’s rectum, she collapsed on the bed behind him. Then I collapsed, spent and exhausted beside them.
Our night had reached its climax. Jill had been everything we’d been looking for and more. It’s never easy to share those types of fantasies with someone you love. Someone who might judge you. Oliver and I had opened up to one another and had been able to share the experience together.
Jill flew back to England the next day; we never saw her again after that. There was no point. We’d had played out our the fantasy, and she’d been very much part of it. From that night on, Oliver and I were able to expand on things more, both feeling free to express ourselves. I have to admit there are a few fantasies I’m still holding back, waiting for the right moment to let them out into the open to stare us in the face.
But I still think back to how excited it made me watching Jill fuck my husband’s arse. That’s one night I’ll never forget!
And of course, there’s Jess……….
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