“That was delicious!” said David as he polished off the remnants of food on his plate.
“Thank you” replied Jenny, smiling confidently at Jim, who responded to the cue and kissed her tenderly on the cheek.
The conversation between these four people had flowed as smoothly through the meal as it had done when the three of them walked up the mountain earlier in the day. Silence had ensued at the right times to appreciate the flavours that Jenny had put together.
Jim suggested that they all move through to the lounge to relax and savour the tastes lingering in their mouths, and gathering the bottle of wine on the table, they did as he had suggested.
Once more, a comfortable mixture of conversation and quietness arose. Subjects were discussed, varying from the state of the economy to the new organic food shop in the village.
Jenny told the others of her day in work, and Fiona showed everyone the photos that she had taken of her clamber up the mountain.
“So” said Jenny, “It must have been lovely for the two of you to have some quality time together.”
“Loosely translated as “Did you enjoy a glorious night of fucking and passion?”” David chuckled.
“Well, I wasn’t going to be that unsubtle!” she responded.
David laughed and said that indeed it had been wonderful to be able to have quality time and plenty of passion as well, thank you very much.
“Well, it is important to keep passion fresh in any relationship isn’t it?” said Jenny.
“I’m not sure that you can keep passion fresh in a contrived way” responded Fiona. “If passion needs to be worked on then it’s not very real. It should be instinctual. You should feel the passion instinctively that drives the physical and the emotional responses. I don’t know. Perhaps I am not explaining this very well”, she continued.
“No, I understand what you are saying” said Jenny. “There’s no point in trying to concoct passion. It’s either there or it isn’t but it is lovely to still have passion and still find different ways of expressing it.”
David agreed. He said that he felt very fortunate to be able to feel passion but passion itself came in various different shapes and sizes. Encouraged to explain further, and supported by the relaxation of consuming sufficient alcohol, he continued.
“I’m passionate about Fiona as a human being; for all that she is. I’m passionate about demonstrating my feelings through our sexual togetherness. I’m passionate about sex generally, and when I am with Fiona, that passion is realised in a different way.”
“How do you mean?” Jenny asked.
“Well, to put it bluntly” David said, “I have a passion for good sex. I like looking at sexy women. I like fucking sexy women. I enjoy my own sexuality and its response to sexy stimulation of all sorts. At this moment in time, my passion for sex is realised through my togetherness with Fiona and what we enjoy together. I suppose, what I am saying is there is a passion for sex that is separate to my passion for Fiona. What is wonderful is to realise and live both passions simultaneously.”
Jenny pondered this statement.
“Surely, the way to demonstrate your sexuality is inextricably linked with your passion for a person. Are you suggesting therefore, that you could still be passionate about sex with another person even though you are in a relationship with Fiona?”
“Of course” David responded. “I am passionate about sex. Just because I think of having sex with other people doesn’t diminish my feelings for Fiona. What I am saying is that it is particularly wonderful for me to be able to have the sort of passionate sex with Fiona that completely stimulates me. Passionate sex plus passion for a person is what I am particularly passionate about!”
Jenny looked slightly bewildered and turned her gaze to Jim, who was gently nodding in agreement.
“How do you feel about such a statement, Fiona?” she asked.
“I’m fine with the honesty of it” she said. “If one of the things that attracts me to David is his sexuality, then how can I deny it in other situations? If I adore his horniness, then I acknowledge that he is undoubtedly horny and excited when he is away from me. He is a sexual being irrespective of me. I’m just glad that he enjoys his sexuality with me in the way that we do, and that we can share a love of being sexual in a variety of ways. I think that the passion for sex is different from the passion for another person and when the two come together, then that is a wonderful, that is the most wonderful experience.”
“So what if he decided that he wanted to have sex with me, right now. How would you feel about that?”
“I’d be delighted” she answered, “I’d be doubly delighted if you felt that you could allow Jim and me to watch!”
Jim glared at her with a worried look on his face, as though she had taken this a step too far. A glimpse of this morning’s reality was returning, but she comforted him with an acknowledgement that she was going to explain further.
“I am just trying to explain that like David, I have a passion for sex. We are all sexual beings and the enjoyment of sex can come in different forms. The greatest sexuality for me is making love but that does not preclude other ways of being sexual. Enjoying other people’s sexuality is equally exciting and something that I am quite passionate about, and I think other people are too, if they are honest with themselves.”
Jenny contemplated once more. Silence filled the room but not in an awkward way.
“Well, Jim and I enjoy looking at porn together. Is that what you mean?” she said.
“Partly,” responded Fiona. “You enjoy watching other people having sex and that is part of your passion – a sexual passion. When you look at another person touching themselves and you get aroused, that is not taking away from your feelings for Jim. It is just accepting and appreciating sexuality. When you do it together, then that sexuality is somewhat intensified.”
“Mmmm; feeling a bit horny now, even discussing it!” responded Jenny with a giggle.
“We’re sexy people!” said David, and with that he pulled Fiona towards him with some force and kissed her with a very clear desire. He then slid her legs apart and traced his fingers up and down her thighs, dancing in anticipation.
“Do you two want to have sex now?” Jenny asked.
“Well, my cock’s pretty hard!” said David.
“Do it then!” said Jenny.
Jim looked at her in astonishment. She turned to him and smiled, moving her hand over his cock that was obviously as erect as David’s.
Fiona was delighted. Her clitoris was as erect as anything she could see and feel in front of her and she now wanted her man very badly. Was Jenny serious? Did she actually want to see the two of them fucking, just as Jim had done so this morning?
She looked down at David’s hand, resting restlessly on her thigh, and she pushed it further up towards her moist cunt.
David slid his fingers inside her panties, pressing the palm of his hand over her pubes whilst he kissed her passionately.
Fiona suddenly stood up in front of him. He looked at her, reached inside her skirt and pulled down her panties.
Once they were removed, he held them to his face and sniffed in her womanly smells, turning briefly to see how Jenny and Jim were dealing with this overt movement.
Jenny had already got Jim’s cock in her hand and was vigorously rubbing it whilst keeping an eye on the sexual progress of her friends.
David placed the discarded panties on the settee and unzipped his trousers. He pulled them away from him, leaving himself seated in his knickers. Fiona hitched up her skirt, pulled off her jumper and fed his cock into her luscious and lubricated pussy. She rode away with his hands clasped to her tits, looking behind her to see what was going on with Jim and Jenny.
Jenny smiled at her with one hand still on Jim’s cock and the other grasping her own cunt as though suppressing its rising need.
Fiona nodded her approval and then watched in delight as Jenny removed her panties and sat on Jim’s cock, replicating her own position.
These four people then happily continued with their own individual and collective passions.
Soon, all four were totally naked, all completely at one with one another in their combined sexuality, yet quite separate in so far that there was no breech of coupledom, in the strictest sense.
David lay Fiona down on the floor and slid himself inside her. Jenny followed suit, taking Jim down with her, riding him in a parallel position to the other couple.
It was sensational. It was explicit. It was divine to be watched and to watch. The room was filled with a myriad of passions and it all felt completely and utterly natural to be able to share one another’s love of life and love of sex.
This was a real experience. This was vivid and real and Fiona could barely believe it was happening.
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