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Joe knocked on the front door with an eager anticipation. He hadn't seen Bill in two years, and was dying to renew their friendship. That's the trouble with switching jobs and relocating: you miss out on your dearest friend's lives. And what friends they were. From junior high through college, they were nearly inseparable.

The door opened, but instead of finding Bill's beaming smile staring back at him, he beheld a beautiful Asian face instead. It was Kim, Bill's wife of a year-and-a-half.

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"Yes, and you must be Kim."

They shook hands, and Kim let him into the house. Joe realized she must have just woken up, as she was still dressed in a cream silk robe. He followed his friend's wife into the kitchen, expecting to find his old buddy waiting.

"I'm sorry, but Bill had to go in early today. He thought about calling you, but figured you would turn down a free breakfast." Kim had moved by the stove, where Joe saw a pan of sizzling bacon near completion. A nearby skillet had some great-looking pancakes browning on top. Joe had to agree with the theory. Chances were, he wouldn't have come had he known Bill wouldn't be here.

What would have been the point? Though he did want to meet Bill's wife, who had turned out to be quite attractive, it was his long-time friendship he wanted to renew. He was so glad to be back home. So glad to be living just a few doors down from his best friend and the rather shapely Kim.

Joe had been looking at the food cooking towards completion, but now turned his eyes on his friend's wife. He started to realize just how lucky Bill was...

"I hope you’re hungry! Have a seat..." Joe pulled out a chair from the table, and sat down. He was hungry! Kim turned, a glass of orange juice in her hand, and stepped to the table.

Bill watched her hand slide the glass to him, then started to look up and offer a smile of thanks. But something caught his eye.

Kim's robe had opened with her lean, and the unmistakable forms of her breasts pushed against the silk, producing a rather enticing cleavage. The cream robe blended perfectly with her creamy Asian flesh, and the ample curves produced by the two breasts were separated by the recessed, shadowy area created between them. She stood up again, unaware that Joe had found her chest so interesting.

Joe took the juice, and chastised himself for checking out his friend's wife. As a still-single guy, his instincts sometimes got the better of him. But no more...

Kim slid a spatula under a pancake, and slipped it onto a plate. Bill watched her, not so much from burning lust but from the fact he really had nothing else to look at. "You did well for yourself, ol' buddy..." he thought as he eyed Kim's slim form. He looked towards her chest again, noting the fabric had resealed the view. "I didn't think Asian women's breasts got that big!" he continued thinking to himself as he glued his gaze to her upper body.

He hadn't thought about it when he first walked in the door, but her breasts were substantial. They dominated her slim frame. Joe wondered if they were the reason Bill had courted her. If so, they were two very convincing reasons. She would have little problem earning the label of well-endowed.

She brought the pancake to him. Joe wasn't even aware of where his gaze was locked until the robe reopened and again flashed the light brown flesh of her chest. His eyes captured the view, from her collarbone down to the shadow of darkness that filled the area between the silk and the humps of her breasts. Kim set down the plate, and laid out the silver ware. Her eyes were intent on her actions, allowing Joe to freely look down her chest and enjoy the jiggling cleavage.

"Very nice..." he again thought to himself. "Oh, quit it! Stop looking at her tits!" he commanded his eyes. But the gaze didn't break until she turned around, and headed back for the stove.

Kim fixed her own plate, and sat down across him. The two ate quietly, then started to become acquainted as after their breakfast.

"So how long have you and Bill known each other?" she asked.

"Oh God, years... we go way back..."

"I figured. He's told me a lot about you. He was very disappointed you couldn't come to the wedding."

"I know, I know... My stupid job... I really would have liked to have been there..."

"Would you like to see some pictures?"

"Absolutely!"

Kim rose from her chair, and went to a table in the family room. She picked up a photo album, and brought it to Joe's side. Joe cleared his plate out of the way, and opened the album.

He laughed as he saw his friend, all decked-out in a tux and wearing a stupid grin. Then he saw Kim. She was absolutely stunning. With make-up on her face, she could easily be a model. Her dress was skin tight, revealing an incredibly shapely body highlighted by the now familiar cleavage poking out from the cut of her dress. Bill turned his head, ready to offer some safe comment of his approval. But he quickly jerked his head back.

Kim stood against the table, leaning slightly as she enjoyed the pictures with him. The slight lean was all that was necessary to expose a significant portion of her left breast.

Joe turned to the next page. Exactly as he did so, his fingers went numb. A wave of heat spread through him. His eyes pointed to the pictures, but were unable to focus. They were locked in the distance they wanted to see - the distance to Kim's tit.

He snuck a peek, and felt his cock harden as he noticed the glint of the morning sun reflecting from her upper breast and into his eye. In actuality, he could only see about a third of the breast's total mass. But the closeness, the proximity of the breast, and it's beautiful shape were enough to make him want to grope right then. Her delicate, brown skin... her perfect, round curves...

He turned to the next page, moving his head as he did so he could steal another glance. The breast heaved slightly with a breath, and he noticed a pair of freckles near the sternum. The right breast was blocked by the silk robe, but the left majestically displayed much of itself thanks to the slack on the left side of her body.

He continued turning pages. Kim leaned closer, resting her hand on his shoulder. The touch wasn't sexual, it was practical. She needed to see so she could explain the shots.

But when she outstretched her left arm to point at a certain detail, Joe couldn't help but look directly down her further opened robe. Her exposed chest moved underneath his eye, allowing him sight of both curves, and , oh god..., a thin ridge of her rose-colored bra.

Brian wondered if she detected his hot breath on her exposed flesh. She seemed oblivious to the condition she was putting him in. Why did they have to be so big!! Joe felt at once glad for the exciting views the open robe provided of her cleavage, and yet partly wished she would put something more concealing over her body. He liked looking at women's breasts, but not his best friend's wife's.

If this was any other woman, he would try to fuck her. Either with words, or with actions, he would try to feel her smooth body and completely expose those incredible tits. He loved the femininity of Asian women, and being an attractive guy, he had slept with several in the past. But Kim was unbelievable. Those breasts... those tits! Such a rare sight to his eyes. He wanted to fuck her, he wanted to fuck such a rare jewel.

He neared the end of the book, when he heard crying from upstairs. That's right! Bill and Kim had a baby a few months ago!

"I'll be right back..." Kim left the table, and headed for the stairs. Brian gulped down his remaining orange juice, hoping his erection would settle before he tried to get up.

Kim didn't return right away, so Brian got up and started examining the house. He was glad for Bill. A good job, a hot wife, a new baby... and he did it without leaving home. He stayed in their small little town, whereas Joe had left for what he thought would be bigger opportunities.

He shouldn't have put their friendship in jeopardy a second time. Joe had nearly ruined their relationship their first year of college. Bill was dating a very nice blonde, in fact, so nice of a blonde that Joe decided he needed to fuck her. He was always luckier with women than Bill, and sure enough, the blonde eagerly accepted his advances.

But you shouldn't fuck the girlfriend of your best friend, especially when you're roommates. Bill surprised them by returning early one night. But he was the most surprised as stumbled in on Joe's cock pumping into his girlfriend's eager pussy. And in Bill's bed, no less.

What a mistake. They finally patched up their friendship, and Joe swore he would never touch his friend's woman again.

He turned as he heard footsteps coming down the hall. Kim appeared around the corner.

Joe knew he had to leave once he saw her again. He immediately made up an excuse, and started for the door. He knew he might lose control base on what he just saw. The cleavage was bad enough, but she now wore the damp stains of her milk across the silk robe. She had been breast-feeding her child.

Joe made it to the door, and turned to say his farewell. He made sure his eyes didn't travel down her body to the area of her wet nipples. They shook hands.

"Why don't you come tomorrow?" she asked.

Joe noticed her robe was hanging more loosely across her. Evidently, she hadn't tied it as tightly as she had earlier. Oh what the hell... he looked again. Her cleavage swooped down her chest, past the round tops of her breasts and the protruding curves. Right down past the descending curve back to her chest. She had taken off her bra.

"Ok." Joe headed out, chastising himself for the urges that had sprung up inside him. It would be safer tomorrow, he figured. She would probably be in a more concealed state of dress...

* * * * *

Bill called that night, apologizing for missing his friend. He explained they were going through a mini-crisis at work, and that's why he had to go in early.

"So what do you think of Kim?" he asked.

Ordinarily, Joe would have told him exactly how he felt. He would have told him he had an incredibly hot wife, who had the sexiest cleavage he had ever seen. But he didn't want Bill to know how much time he had spent looking at her breasts. He didn't want to plant a seed in his mind that would recall that horrible past.

"She seems great!" He offered. "Very friendly, and a good cook!"

Bill said he should be there the next morning. Joe started to feel more comfortable about returning. But he couldn't help but flash images of Kim in his mind as he went to sleep that night. He couldn't help but rub his hardened cock against the mattress...

Fuck! What was he thinking?? He had been back in town two days, and all he could think about was Kim's breasts. What it would be like to see them... what it would be like to have her robe open just a little further, and expose the full nakedness of her breasts and nipples. What it would be like to wedge his cock between the soft curves...

Joe sat up, and beat his cock raw the rest of the night thinking about Kim and her breasts. He couldn't shake the image of their voluptuous shape covered by milk-dampened stains. This is Ok, he told himself. I can think about her. Then nobody knows, and nobody gets hurt..

He finally fell asleep, and dreamt of Kim sleeping beside him, the wind gently blowing open her robe and exposing the shadowed line of her Asian cleavage, and the little curve formed above the sternum where they met in a soft press. The robe flapped in the breeze, tantalizing him with large exposed areas, but never enough to see her nipples. Evidently, his mind knew where to draw the line.

* * * * *

He arrived at breakfast the next morning. Again, Bill had to leave before he got there. Joe had thought about coming earlier, but realized it would be more difficult to stare at Kim's breasts with her husband in the room. He fought the idea in his mind. Yes, he wanted to look at Kim. He wanted to once again soak up the sight of that heaving Asian cleavage. And if Bill caught him! He didn't want to think about that. He had looked at, admired, and masturbated to her tits. But he wasn't doing anything really wrong.

After Kim opened the door, Joe nearly had a heart attack. He had barely sized up her extremely short and delicate robe when she wrapped her arms around him and gave him a hug. Joe had to arch his hips to keep her from feeling his hard-on. But he did manage to feel those magnificently soft breasts mash against him...

Oh, Goood! He thought when she stepped back. She had applied a full day's make-up. Her hair was clean and radiant. And that robe! Joe stole a glance at her bare thighs and the promising area between them. It went only a little past her waist, and seemed to be glued to her perfect breasts, unable to conceal their full shape in anyway. Of course, her trademark cleavage was carefully hidden under the silk. But with luck, this robe would open as easily as the first.

Joe found it impossible to take his eyes off her now. She moved through the kitchen, stretching and leaning in ways that seemed to psychically call out, "Fuck me." Joe wanted to answer those calls, but worked out his frustration by chewing his food.

She still seemed perfectly oblivious to her arousing state of dress. She acted like a caring host, but didn't make any comments or innuendoes to suggest she was trying to seduce Joe. She was a very sexy woman, and probably dressed like this to please Bill. Since he was Bill's best friend, she obviously felt she could trust him not to have sexual thoughts about her.

But she was wrong. And Joe hated himself for it. He would have given his right arm to touch and kiss those breasts for even five minutes.

Kim knelt in front of him, handing him a slice of grapefruit. "Thank you." Joe said. Not for the grapefruit, but the overdue parting of her robe. Her cleavage crept with the bend, opening to what appeared to be the top of a lacy white bra. Her Asian flesh called to him from the shadow across her chest.... "Taste me... lick me... rub me..."

"That looks very nice!" Joe said. Again, he wasn't talking about the grapefruit.

Kim moved over to the doorway and glanced outside.

"Looks like it's going to be a beautiful day!" she beamed. She turned a bit, and leaned against the countertop. She lifted her hands to her head, pulling her shiny hair up with her fingers.

Her body was positioned between Joe and the outside light. That proved most effective at demonstrating the sheer quality of her chosen robe. Her slim, toned body cut a striking silhouette under the garment. Her legs, her hips, and of course , her breasts, were all outlined to their exact shape. She moaned lightly as she exhaled a deep, erotic breath.

Joe stared at her body, feeling safe in his lustful gaze so long as Kim's eyes remained closed. He could practically feel her breasts with his eyes, and taste the protruding nipples with the same look.

Like the day before, the scene was interrupted by the sound of the crying infant. Joe managed to break his admiring stare before Kim could open her own eyes and notice him. She quickly bounded to the stairs, heading for her needing child.

Joe thrust his hand into his pants and found his throbbing cock. Her jerked himself right at the breakfast table, the image of Kim burning in his mind.

"Oh, Kim... oh Kim..." he muttered to himself. He knew he was going to cum, but where? He didn't want to splooge into his pants, announcing his actions to the young mother. He stood up, stroking himself as he walked, and made it to the sink. He pictured Kim opening her robe for the infant child, exposing that heavenly breast and life-giving nipple. He imagined the baby's young lips covering the tit, milking it for it's needed nourishment.

Joe came into the sink. He unloaded onto an unwashed plate, moaning Kim's name quietly as he did. He rubbed himself a few more times, then quickly rinsed the plate and the small amount of sperm on his hands.

He managed the rest of the breakfast more easily, now that his monster load of cum had been dumped. But a few more leans brought a few more glimpses of Kim's bursting Asian cleavage, and he found himself hard again in no time.

Needless to say. Tomorrow's invitation was accepted with eagerness. This couldn't go on forever. Joe would start his new job the next week, and these little erotic breakfasts would come to an end. "Might as well enjoy it while I can..." he reasoned.

Kim wore the same robe the next morning. She wore the same robe, and once again, Joe was the only one there to appreciate it. Kim made omelets, and performed the usual stretching and reaching routines from the previous days. Joe particularly watched as she stretched high up for something on an upper shelf. His mind told him to offer to get it for her, but his body made him sit, and look to the tight little ass lifting up with her reach.

Oh, yes... Sure enough, a flash of Kim's white silk panties crept out from underneath the robe. Oh, that precious spot between her legs and under her ass. Joe started to wonder why he put himself through this. Why did he continue to come over and be inadvertently boiled to a sexual frenzy?

"Could you screw this top off?"

Joe thought he meant her bra, or he hoped she meant her bra. But the jar in her hand quickly ruined that fantasy. Kim walked to him, rested the jar and the table, and bent forward.

Joe watched the exposed portion of her chest grow from the thin line of her cleavage to the complete sight of her breasts and the lacy pink bra that held them. The robe dangled well below her bursting bosom. Her breasts dangled deliciously in the lacy cups.

Joe sat with his mouth hanging open. He could see nearly every detail of this beautiful Asian woman's chest. He could clearly see the line of skin where her breasts sprouted from her thin frame. He could see the bra straps loosely hanging from her shoulder and the breasts shifting slightly inside the cups. Those same cups indented the skin along the ridge, their firm hold shaping, and supporting the massive size. He again noticed several little freckles, and immediately wished he could kiss them.

"Go ahead, use those strong hands."

Joe almost reached for her tits, but figured she meant the jar. He placed his hand on the round lid, staring at the humps dangling behind it. Kim didn't rise from her position. She held her pose, seemingly unaware of how highly exposed her motherly female parts had become. Those breasts!! Those over-sized, Asian breasts held so firmly in that lovely pink bra. And they weren't just large from her pregnancy. Those babies were huge in her wedding photos. She was a large-breasted woman, pure and simple.

As much as he wanted to bathe in the sight of her tits, Joe realized he had better unscrew the top. He twisted it hard, and it came off. Kim reached for the lid, lifting her exposed right breast higher than the left but inducing a maddening jiggle in both.

She then continued cooking, but was interrupted by the baby crying. She interrupted her preparation, and headed for the stairs.

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Joe again slid his hand down his pants. He massaged the aching tip of his penis, trying his best to simulate the feel of Kim's smooth, creamy breasts. Then he had an idea. He sprang to his feet, his pants still unzipped. He carefully moved up the stairs, hoping he wouldn't call attention to himself.

He heard Kim cooing in the background, and noticed a light streaming through the door at the end of the hall. He tiptoed towards it, hoping against hope he could pull off his mission.

His heart pounded as he moved his eye in line with the opening. He quickly made out Kim's luxuriant hair, and her slightly rocking head. She was turned away from him, allowing him to move closer to the door to expand his field of view.

Kim sat on the bed, her arms undoubtedly holding up her newborn to her milky breast. Joe struggled for a look at the creamy skin, praying he could see at least one of her hidden nipples. But her back was directly towards him.

Damn! Joe grew frustrated as Kim began humming to her baby. Then he noticed it! Directly opposite Kim's lovely exposed front was a full-sized mirror. Joe's eyes darted to the reflection, and quickly picked up on Kim's open robe, and the breast she bared for her child.

He couldn't see the nipple... the infant's mouth and head blocked the view. But he could see the full roundness... the gentle slope beginning at the top of the breast and ending in a large, curved mass of brown flesh. His hand went back into his pants, and he began to massage his cock slowly.

He watched as excess milk spilled down her breast, and how she mopped it up with her robe. He watched as Kim closed her eyes. She had stopped humming, and now heaved her breasts with heavy breath.

She was moaning!

Joe quickened the pace on his cock as he realized she was enjoying the sucking. She was getting excited! She moved her hand, as though she was going to touch herself, but evidently thought better of it. She pulled the baby closer, and started squeezing her unused breast with her left hand.

Joe knew he was about to cum. He didn't want to leave, but felt unloading his sperm on her bedroom door wouldn't be too appropriate. He made it back downstairs, and released once again into the sink.

Kim came down a few moments later. Joe's cock returned to life as the glowing beauty stood in front of him, her left nipple clearly visible through the milk-dampened robe. Joe ate his breakfast, but wished he had what the baby got.

Kim moved back to her counter, and took a nearby towel into her hands. Joe watched her from the side as she brought the towel against the dampness. He watched the contour of the breast beneath the robe shift and alter as she rubbed herself with the towel. She then slipped the towel inside, palming it against the curved, moistened breast beneath. Joe watched as she dabbed at the milk, and the eventually returned to her cooking.

She didn't bother to reseal her robe. She sat down opposite Joe, the robe sagging wonderfully towards her side and exposing that cleavage. About half the vertical distance of her breasts were visible, and the smooth, shimmery outlines suggested that she was braless once again.

"Well," she said as Joe headed out the door "sorry you haven't had a chance to eat with Bill. I hope I have been good company..."

"The best." Joe replied.

"We'll get together over the weekend, I'm sure. I know he's going in early again tomorrow, but why don't you come over for one last breakfast?"

"I wouldn't miss it!" Indeed not. Joe knew he couldn't refuse looking down her robe one last time. In Bill's company, he completely expected those wonderful tits to be covered.

* * * * *

The last morning began as usual. Kim hugged him as he arrived, pressing her warm, cushioning body against him. Joe noticed one thing different: she had a chain around her neck that disappeared into the closed robe.

Another thing was different. No cooking. The kitchen was without smell, the stove without heat. Joe was a little confused, but figured she just hadn't started yet.

"Have a seat." she offered Joe. Kim sat down beside him, not across. She was at the head of the table, at a ninety degree angle.

She started with small talk, asking about Joe's life in town back before he left. Joe answered her questions, figuring she just wasn't hungry yet. Or maybe she had something finished she had in the fridge or something.

"You know, I have a long-time child hood friend, too." Kim said.

"Really?"

"Yes. I have a picture. Would you like to see it?"

"Sure."

Kim smiled, and pulled open her robe. Joe's heart pounded as she willingly exposed her cleavage. The chain that rested against her bosom ended in a small locket. Kim folded back her robe, allowing it to remain open. She grasped the locket, opened it, and held it towards Joe. The chain wasn't that long. As Joe leaned forward to clearly see the picture, he realized he was only inches from her breasts. His body went numb. His breath quickened. His cock screamed at him from within his pants.

In all honesty, he couldn't have told you what the picture was. His eyes looked right past it, and down Kim's magnificent chest. She wore no bra. Her beautiful, large, Asian breasts heaved in front of him, with only a enough robe left on them to cover her nipples. The dark skin merged with the shadows that formed further down her body. Her light freckles sat happily beside the glinting light from outside.

Kim closed the locket, but didn't close the robe. She sat across from Joe, talking now about how much she enjoyed having a child. And how she hoped the baby we be a best friend to her. Joe looked at her, allowing his eyes to wander down to her exposed chest as often as possible. He was obsessed, enchanted, and unbelievably aroused by those incredible breasts. Kim continued on about her baby, and the bond she already felt she shared with it.

"Speaking of which..."

Kim cupped her left breast. She squeezed it slightly. Joe saw the silk above the nipple dampen.

"Excuse me for a minute." Kim got up, and headed for the stairs.

The timing was wise. Joe wondered if he could keep from attacking his friend's wife. He had enjoyed her unconscious views, but today... He wanted her. He wanted to take her, and caress those bouncing breasts and make them his own. He wanted... Joe continued his new ritual and slid his hand into his pants. He wrapped it around his engorged cock, trying to comfort his lust. Come on boy, he thought... can't think about that... He got up, working his cock with a fever. he walked into the family room, pleading with his body not to head for the stairs. His pants were past his hips, making his steps difficult. He jerked himself, fearing any loss of contact would create a moment of weakness. And then... who knows...

"Joe?'

Oh shit! Joe pulled his hand out as he heard Kim coming back down the hall. He barely got his pants up before Kim appeared around the corner.

She carried her infant child in her arms.

"You don't mind if I breast-feed, do you?"

Joe stammered out a "No." But oh fuck... was she really going to do it? Oh fuck!

The infant tugged at the silk. Joe watched as the tiny hand managed to open her robe in uncontrolled jerks, exposing her dripping nipple in quick flashes. The infant's tiny fingers found there way to the tit, and Joe felt ready to cum his pants as the fragile hand clamped her brown, tender nip.

Kim sat down, and properly opened her robe. She sat directly in front of Joe, unashamed of the gorgeous breast she made naked before him. The baby's mouth quickly found it's breakfast, and happily sucked the warm milk from her tit.

Joe watched the tiny mouth purse and suckle the round nipple. He watched the excess milk run out the baby's mouth, down Kim's bare breast, and onto the white silk robe beneath.

He couldn't speak. He couldn't breathe. His body tingled from head to toe as he watched this female, this beautiful Asian female, suckle her infant child to her naked breast. The motherly instinct over-rode any self-consciousness of the nudity of her chest, or the open legs that Joe now realized offered a clear view of her skimpy white panties.

Maybe she just trusted him. Maybe she felt he was so close to Bill, that he certainly would be close enough for this. Joe noticed the locket was gone, and then remembered his own pants were unzipped and open.

He finally looked at her face. Kim's eyes pierced through him as she stared back. She stared back with a look that at first suggested anger. An anger coming from the realization Joe was getting sexually aroused during this perfectly natural female act.

"What have you been doing?' she said in a motherly tone.

She held the infant in her arms, but mostly with her left one. Her right arm pulled away, and brought her hand to her neck. Her fingertips ran against the smooth, creamy brown flesh. They ran down the middle of her chest and over the dark, curved line formed by the pressing of her breasts. She took the robe in hand, and lifted it from her right, dripping nipple.

"Come here, baby... come get your breakfast."

Joe lunged for her. He strode quickly to her, then knelt before her.

"Ohh!" Kim moaned as Joe took the free nipple into his mouth. The warm, sweet milk flowed across his tongue. Joe sucked on her breast, letting the fluid pump freely into his mouth. He gulped it down, sucking her motherly fluid into him... tasting her body... tasting his friend's wife's breast... He kissed the nipple through the stream, allowing milk to drip down Kim's chest and stomach on her right side.

"Oh, baby..." Kim squeezed the breast, milking it for Joe who continued to suck. His eyes looked down her body. Her legs were open, but not all the way. Joe slid his hand under the robe.

"Oh yes... touch mommy..." Kim arched slightly as Joe brought his fingertips against her soaking panties. He was going to fuck her, he knew that. He was going to fuck his best friend's wife. His conscience ordered him to stop, but as his eyes saw the droplets of white milk spatter against her pussy, his body took control.

Joe felt the infant's foot brush against his earlobe. The child continued suckling her left breast, evidently content that it would be enough. He smiled, knowing he was enjoying this more.

His fingers pushed against Kim's sweet, Asian opening.

"Uhhh, ooh yess!" Kim's body flinched, as though she had anticipated the touch for years. Her rubbed her slit, feeling the soft silk rub against the ridges of her cunt. He bit her nipple.

"Ahh, uhhhh!" She thrashed slightly. Joe felt her cunt twitch, and slid his fingers past her panties and inside her. Her pussy was warm and moist. He flashed momentarily on Bill, and the realization his fingers were now where Bills' cock had been. where Bill's cock had to be in order to make that child. He felt some milk dripping onto his hand. he rubbed it into her cunt, imagining the sight must have been similar to when her cunt dripped the white of her husband's sperm.

"Oh... my cock..." Joe could barely stand the pain of his raging penis.

"Aww, poor baby! Let mommy have a look!" Joe's mouth moved off her breast.

She leaned forward, still clutching her baby, and slid down Joe's already opened pants. His swelled penis popped out and dangled in front of her.

"Look, it's all swollen... want mommy to kiss it and make it better?"

Joe didn't answer. .he didn't have to. Kim rested her child on the couch, then pressed her warm, sweet lips against Joe's shaft.

"Oh..." He moaned with the touch.

Kim kissed it several times. Soft kisses. Motherly kisses. She began stroking it, like a mother rubs her child's elbow after a fall.

"Is this better? Does that feel good?"

"Ohh, yess. That feels so good! So good..."

She took it into her mouth, applying tight sucks with the gentle bobbing of her head. She sucked him for a minute or so, cooing reassuring sounds from deep in her throat. Joe watched her lips glisten his cock, and the bobbing of her breasts beneath it. Kim pulled her mouth away, but continued stroking with her hand.

"Why don't you lie down here, and mommy will tuck you in..."

Kim stood and picked up the baby. She let her robe dangle open as she rested the child in a nearby stroller.

In the meantime, Joe stretched out on the couch. He was flat on his back, watching Kim as she returned. She noticed his erect penis poking straight up, and stroked it some more. Then, she dropped her robe. Joe's cock yearned for her touch to return as he beheld Kim's naked body. Her flesh glistened in the streams of milk that ran down her front. She climbed over him. Her dangling breasts brushed against his chest. Her nipples jiggled to his mouth. He kissed each one before Kim moved her own lips to his.

He felt his body humping upwards as Kim pressed against him. His hard cock rubbed against her panties.

"Mommy needs you to get undressed..."

She helped Joe undo the buttons of his shirt. He eagerly slid out of it as he let his eyes become hypnotized by Kim's jiggling tits.

"Mommy needs help getting undressed..."

Joe moved his hands to her hips, and slid off her panties. She wriggled her body and moved up on him, allowing Joe to get them completely off.

"Give mommy a kiss, honey."

Joe kissed the exposed pussy that sat in his face. Kim rubbed it up and down, spreading her juice across is chin and nose.

"Mommy's going to take care of you now. She's going to make your penis feel all better..." She moved back down on him. Joe let his muscles go limp as Kim massaged his bare chest. She moved her hands down and steered his cock into her cunt. She started humping his desperate penis, moving her hips up and down with increasing rhythm.

Joe watched her bouncing body as her cunt tightened on his cock.

"Ohh! Ohh! Ohh! Is mommy's pussy helping?"

"Oh yes, Ohh, God yes!"

Her breasts bounced with her fucks. Joe reached his hands up, caressing those sweet Asian breasts while those sweet Asian hips drove him into her. He was fucking his best friend's wife. And loving it. Her breasts continued to squirt, Joe caught what could in his mouth and let the rest splash on him.

"Ohh! You're such a good boy!" she screamed.

Joe felt the sperm surge from his cock and into Kim. She squealed as she felt his hot cum lick the insides of her pussy. She slowed her bounces, savoring the feel of his cock as it lost its hardness.

She collapsed on him, and kissed his nose. Joe felt the warm pressure of her cushioning breasts and the poking of her erect nipples.

"Do you need mommy to sleep with you?" she asked.

"Yes." Joe answered. She rested her head against him and closed her eyes. Joe stayed awake for awhile, enjoying the feel of his friend's wife against him. He had to fuck her, he just had to. He felt a small burning of guilt, but it was overshadowed by a more powerful feeling: the anticipation of fucking her again.

He just hoped he was finished before Bill came home.

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Sally

2005-02-09T01:36:00.000-08:00

Sally

I'd been married to Mark for a little over 8 years. We had two sons, 6 and 4 years old. Both Mark and I had stressful, demanding, full-time jobs. Between the kids and work, it was sometimes difficult finding time for each other. While my life wasn't what I had imagined it would be when I married Mark, I loved my family through both the good and the bad.

This was one of my favorite times of the year. The weeks leading up to Christmas were always a treat for me. Work was a little less stressful and the kids were excited about the holidays. I looked forward to the first snow each year and the cold, crisp air. Putting up the Christmas tree and getting everyone presents was a treat too. This was the time of year Mark and I always managed to go to a few parties together - something that we don't seem to have time for at other times of the year.

One night we had a Christmas party at my office and I couldn't decide what to wear. I wanted to dress for a party and not work, but I didn't want to be too sexy since I did have to go back to work the next day and face all those people. I settled on a simple black dress. As I put myself together for the evening, I looked forward to being out of the house - even if it was just back to work.

"Honey, you look beautiful tonight," Mark said in the car on the way to the party. I glanced at his face for a moment and decided that he was sincere. I was feeling a little bit of paranoia.

"Thanks. Parties at my office always make me nervous. I never know what to wear or how to act."

"Relax and have a good time. It's Christmas, not a meeting with your boss." I tried to believe him.

At the party we had a good time. I drank a little too much. Mark and I danced a lot. I chatted a little with the people in the office, trying hard to talk about anything except work. It was hard since we don't know each other in any context except work.

We went home in a good mood. Mark paid the babysitter and sent her home while I checked on the kids.

In the bedroom, I sat on the bed for a minute while Mark got undressed. He still looked pretty good for his age. He didn't exactly look 18 anymore but he looked good enough. After all, I wasn't exactly model material either.

I was feeling "in the mood", maybe even a little daring. I got up and walked over to Mark, who was half undressed, and gave him a big, long, wet kiss on his mouth. I felt his naked cock harden and press into my stomach. It didn't usually take much to arouse him and this time was no exception. Mark kissed me back, letting his hands roam over my back, pulling me into him. I broke away from him and smiled. Then, I did something I almost never do. I knelt down in front of him and kissed the head of his cock gently.

"Honey, let get into bed," Mark said nervously. He was probably wondering what had gotten into me.

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"I don't think so," I replied then sucked the head of his cock into my mouth and rolled my tongue over the tip.

Mark moaned and gently put his hands onto my head, guiding his cock further into my mouth. I pulled his cock back out and licked it a few times before putting it back in. As I sucked on his cock, I fondled his ass cheeks and the backs of his legs. After a few more minutes of this I pulled his cock out of my mouth and pushed him on the bed, on his back.

Usually, Mark and I only make love naked, under the sheets. I guess I was feeling a little wild. Since I was still in my dress and needed his cock inside me as soon as possible, I just slipped my panties off, climbed on top of him, pulled my dress up and slid him into me.

It felt so good having his cock inside me. Mark wasn't exactly complaining either. I was being a lot more aggressive than normal and I'm sure Mark was enjoying that. I slid up and down on his cock, moving my hips around trying to hit the right spot. Mark reached up and fondled my tits through my dress while I fucked his cock. I was getting close. I just hoped that Mark would be able to last until I came.

I sat up on him, to get deeper penetration and rocked up and down. I could see Mark's eyes were closed in concentration so I knew he wasn't going to last much longer. I was so close. I looked up and realized that I had been so intent on having sex that I hadn't closed the curtain on the window. I could clearly see the neighbors house. There was a light on in the window directly across from our bedroom window. Standing in the window was our neighbor, Sally, who works with Mark. She was just standing there watching us make love.

At first I was startled, but then Sally and I locked eyes. She just stood there in the window, motionless, watching. The only sign that I had that she was aware of us was the little smile on her face. Instead of jumping up and closing the curtains, I fucked Mark harder. A couple of more seconds and I finally came in a huge, shuddering orgasm. I rode Mark's cock through the whole thing while staring at my smiling neighbor. As my orgasm diminished I looked down at Mark and realized that I hadn't even noticed that he had also come during my orgasm. I looked back up at the house next door and Sally was gone.

The next day at work, I thought a lot about what had happened. I never expected to get so turned on by someone watching me make love. For some reason I didn't feel embarrassed at all. In fact, I was getting wet just thinking about it. It was strange, but I wanted it to happen again. I wanted Sally to watch Mark and I make love again.

We had another Christmas party that night. It was Mark's office party this time. As I got ready, it dawned on me that Sally would be there since she worked in the same office that Mark did. Would she try and talk to me? What would I say if she did?

At the party, I saw Sally a few times from a distance. She never made any attempt to approach me and I made no attempts to approach her. Once I saw her whisper something to Mark and he just nodded his head. I never asked Mark what she said. Mark and I had no secrets but, for some reason, I wanted to keep Sally's voyeuristic activities between myself and Sally. Questioning Mark would require me to explain why I was interested. I didn't want to do that.

As the party wound down, Mark went to get our coats and I stood near the exit to wait. Someone put a hand on my shoulder and I tried to turn around to see who it was but the hand held me firmly in place.

"Tonight, please leave the curtains open again when you make love to your husband," someone whispered to me.

It was Sally. I guess she did see us last night. I was beginning to wonder if it had been my imagination. I quickly turned around to see that no one was there. I looked around the room and caught a glimpse of Sally leaving through another door.

After we got home, we both went upstairs, got undressed and climbed into bed. I think Mark was a little surprised when I started fondling his cock. It had been a long time since we made love two nights in a row. He wasn't about to question it though.

I threw off the covers and laid on my back. He started kissing my breasts gently, flicking his tongue over my nipples. I didn't want that. I firmly pushed his head down between my legs. His tongue found my wet pussy. He licked me, gently at first, then more vigorously. This is what I needed.

I looked over at the window and saw Sally watching from the house next door. I fondled my breasts and pulled at my nipples as Mark licked me. I came quickly, looking at Sally standing there the whole time. She just stood there. She never did anything but smile at me. Mark got up and put his cock in me and fucked me missionary style. His fucked me hard and fast, staring at my jiggling breasts. He was horny and didn't take long before he came in me. He collapsed on top of me, breathing heavily. He whispered that he loved me and rolled over and went to sleep.

It was about a week later that Mark decided that we should throw a Christmas party of our own. We began to make lists and develop plans. We each invited our own friends and co-workers. Inevitably, Sally appeared on Mark's guest list. I didn't say anything. I didn't want to object because I would have to explain why. Besides, I wasn't really sure if I did object, only that it made me a little nervous.

The party was a big hit. We had at least 50 guests. We drank and danced and drank some more. I was feeling pretty good. I danced with Mark's boss who fondled my ass a little. I didn't object too much. Mark flirted with some of the women from my office and they nervously flirted back.

At one point, all the drinking had caught up to me and I needed to use the bathroom. Unfortunately, it was taken. So I waited outside the bathroom door patiently. A few minutes went by and the door opened and out came Sally. She looked at me and smiled.

"Great party. Thanks for inviting me," Sally said.

"Oh, you're welcome. I'm glad you could come."

Just as I tried to slip into the bathroom Sally leaned over to me and whispered "I'd love to see Mark fuck that pretty little ass of yours."

I slipped into the bathroom, sat down on the toilet and thought about what Sally had said. She wanted me to have Mark fuck my ass? I'd never considered such a thing. I'd heard of it of course. I even had a girlfriend who had done it but had never considered it myself.

After the party and all the guests had left, Mark and I stumbled up to the bedroom. We got in bed and I sucked Mark's cock for a while. He got on top of me and fucked me a little bit. After a few minutes and pushed him off of me and turned over onto my hands and knees. I glanced over at the window next door and saw nothing. Oh well.

"Mark. I want you to fuck my ass," I said.

"What. Are you sure honey? Maybe we should just..."

"Shut up and fuck my ass. Hurry."

Not one to miss an opportunity, he opened the drawer to the end table near him and pulled out some lubricant and put it on his cock and on my asshole. He placed his cock at my asshole and began to push gently. Nothing happened so he pushed a little harder. Finally, he grabbed my hips and pulled me back onto his cock and the head slipped in to my ass. I gasped. It hurt but it also felt good. It was so nasty. It made me feel a little bit slutty. Nice girls didn't get fucked in the ass.

Mark started pushing slowly in. He was very patient. At the same time, he was mumbling about how tight I was. In a few more minutes he was all the was in. It felt like I had to go to the bathroom but I knew that it was just because I had a cock in my ass. Mark fucked my ass in and out. Gently at first, he pulled out and pushed back in. I looked back at him. He was staring at his cock sliding in and out of me. I was getting used to it. Mark fucked a little harder, building up speed. I reached under and fingered my pussy.

"Come on baby, fuck my ass. Fuck me hard. Come in my ass baby," I cried out to him. I looked over at the window again and still saw nothing. I wondered where Sally was.

Mark was getting close now. I talked to him, telling him that I wanted him to come in my tight ass. I told him to fuck his naughty wife's ass hard. This pushed him over the edge and his came, thrusting one last time, squirting his come inside me. Just as Mark finished, I heard what I thought was a grunt coming from my bedroom closet. I looked over and saw that it was cracked open. I smiled to myself.

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The Threesome

2005-02-09T01:35:00.000-08:00

The Threesome

I've long had a fantasy about seeing my wife have sex with another, well-hung, man. Recently, I had the chance to realize this fantasy.

My wife, Laura, and I were working out at our gym. For about fifteen minutes she and I were the only ones there. Then, a young man whom we had never seen there before came in and started riding one of the exercise bikes while I kept working out at the bench and Laura went from one Nautilus machine to the other.

Laura is 29. She is 5'8", about 120 pounds, brunette. She has a pretty face with "pouty" lips. Oh, yes, she is very well built, measuring 37-23-36. She was wearing one of those tight spandex exercise outfits.

The new member kept glancing at Laura. I thought his eyes would pop out of his head when she came to the machine that works your inner thighs. This machine was located directly in front of his stationery bike. When you use it, you place your ankles in stirrups that attach to movable platforms. You then set the desired weight and open and close your legs as far as you can. The effect is, to say the least, most inviting when seen from somebody on the bike!

The fellow on the bike said nothing, but his cadence definitely picked up. This caught my wife's attention. I don't think she was aware I could see her because the bench where I was working out was on the other side of the gym, but in the mirrors on the wall I saw her cast an appreciative glance in his direction. This caused me to check him out a little further and I could see the reason for her admiration. He was about 23 to 25, about 5'10"and blonde. This might have been his first time at this particular gym, but he was obviously no stranger to others, because he was very muscular, although slender.

No-one said anything and my wife and I finished our workouts and headed for our respective locker rooms. I decided on a sauna before my shower. This gave the young man time to finish his workout and he was getting undressed in the locker room as I walked back to the locker after my shower. He introduced himself as Steve and told me had just moved to the area and this was his first time at this club.

In the next moment he did one thing and said another that nearly blew me off my feet. First, he removed his jockstrap to reveal an enormous cock. His flaccid penis was wider and, at about 8 inches, about three inches longer than mine when I'm erect. Next, he said, "Did you see that fox working out on the machines? If all the women who work out here look as good as her, I'm going to be spending a lot of time here." Apparently, since we had never talked while in the gym and since I'm quite a bit older than Laura, he didn't realize that she was my wife.

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I was only momentarily flustered and for some reason I realized that this might be the chance to act on my long held fantasy. I told him that I knew the woman he was referring to and that I might be able to give him a memorable welcome to the area.

Although I had often mentioned my fantasy to my wife, she had always expressed reluctance to act on it. However, I could tell from her reaction to X-rated movies we had watched that she appreciated a well-built, well-hung stud. She had often told me that she would love to have sex with certain porno stars when we watched those flicks. Although we would have great sex during and after the films, I always felt bad that my member was no more that 5" tops although I could get very hard, last forever and make her climax repeatedly, even though I knew she was probably fantasizing about her favorite male star from the movie.

She had also told me that her fantasy was to seduce a well-built construction worker whom she imagined knocking at our front door while I was away. In her fantasy, she told me that he would be blonde and wearing only tight cut off jeans and a tee-shirt.

I told Steve, after recovering from my momentary shock, that I knew the "fox" he was referring to, that I had had an on again and off again affair with her and that I was to meet her at three that afternoon as her husband was out of town and we had arranged a liaison for then. I gave Steve our address, told him I would call and cancel shortly before three and then told him to arrive at that time. I told him of Laura's fantasy, advised him of what to wear and told him the rest would be up to him.

Laura and I had arrived in separate cars and I told her when I met her after she came out of the ladies locker that I had received a call from the office and that an emergency had come up and I would have to go to work until well after dinner. She told me she had some shopping to do and would go home from there.

Instead of going to the office, I parked my car about a block from our house, out of view, and beat Laura home. She and I have separate walk in closets off of the bedroom and I went into mine and waited. Ours is an old house with old style keyholes. From my closet, I had a great view of the entire bedroom through the keyhole.

About 20 minutes later Laura came home. It was summer and we have a pool so I guess she decided to do some swimming or sunbathing after her workout because she took a bikini out of her bureau. She had just changed into it and thrown on a light shirt on top of it when the doorbell rang. I looked at my watch. 3:00P.M.! Could it be Steve? My heart raced in anticipation as Laura went down to answer it. I was surprised to note that my cock was suddenly throbbing because I didn't know how I would react if my fantasy were to actually come true.

In a moment my curiosity was satisfied. I could tell from the voice that it was Steve. He introduced himself and said he was from the electric company and that he had been sent to check on some of the wiring on the older houses in the area.

My wife invited him in. I of course couldn't see them but my imagination ran wild as I listened to every word.

Steve asked, "Say, weren't you at the gym earlier this afternoon?"

My wife replied, "Why yes, I noticed you there. I hadn't seen you before but I can see you're no stranger to working out."

I could picture my wife, who like most beautiful women was not shy, eyeing Steve up and down and pausing at the most provocative parts.

Steve replied, "It looks like you're into exercise yourself. It certainly helps you fill out that bathing suit perfectly. I'd really like to get to know you better but I'd better check out the wiring. Where would you like me to start, upstairs to down or the other way around?"

Laura invited him up to the bedroom. He was dressed as I had suggested except his tee shirt was cut off to expose the abdominal muscles. A nice touch I thought. The look in her eyes told me my wife certainly seemed to appreciate it.

Steve noticed the towel, book, sunglasses and suntan lotion Laura had left on the bed when she went to answer the door and he asked if she were going swimming. My wife said yes and then said something that made me realize we were both about to realize our fantasy.

"Steve," she said, "would you mind helping me with this lotion before you go to work?" As she said it she took off the shirt to reveal the string bikini which was the only thing covering her gorgeous body. Her tits left no doubt that she was aroused as they strained against the bra and the erect nipples clearly showed through.

She then lay face down on the bed, unhooked her bra and asked Steve to apply the lotion to her back. Steve had his back to me as he bent over her and eagerly complied with her request.

As he finished, Steve stood up with his back still toward my hiding place. My wife turned over, glanced at Steve's cutoffs and gasped. Steve stepped back and I could then see the reason for my wife's reaction. Steve's cock was so large and so erect that it had actually exposed itself by sticking up out of his shorts! The monster which had caught my attention in the gym was now well past his navel and was silhouetted against his rippling abdominal muscles. None of the studs my wife had admired in those porno flicks was as well endowed.

My wife stood, removed her bathing suit, walked over to Steve, wrapped her arms around him and pressed her eager body tightly against him, taking care to maximize the pressure of her tits against his chest. After a moment of rubbing her head against his cheek and neck, she pulled her face back slightly while still maintaining her embrace and said, "Steve, I want you to know I'm married and I haven't fooled around much on my husband, but without knowing it you've acted out one of my favorite sexual fantasies and I'm willing to do anything you want right now if you'll just take off your clothes."

It took Steve only seconds to comply. For the second time, my wife gasped in admiration as she staggered back a few steps to take in the entire view. Erect, Steve must have had 12 inches of cock and it appeared as big around as my wrist. Unlike many of the half-limp men in porno films, my wife's beautiful body caused Steve to stand at full rigid attention. His slender waist and well-chiselled bodybuilder's physique simply emphasized the glory of his body for both Laura and myself. Despite the baring of my wife's 37" C-cup chest with large areolae and obviously turned on nipples, I found myself mesmerized and turned on more by Steve! I had never had homosexual experiences and few fantasies in that regard, but I realized that perhaps my voyeuristic fantasy concerning Laura also concerned unknown longings in myself as well. In any event, I quietly took out my throbbing cock, but dared not touch it further knowing that I would come in an instant if I did so.

Keeping her promise, Laura sighed, "What do you want me to do?"

Steve did not reply verbally. Instead, he grasped his hands behind his head in one of those poses bodybuilders use in competition, flexed his muscles and held that position for a few seconds. Then he began extending his pelvis slowly upward and toward Laura, emphasizing his major asset even more provocatively. My wife and I stared at this marvel as if hypnotized.

Then, Steve moved his gaze from Laura down to his cock. She knew at once what he wanted. Although my wife rarely engages in oral sex with my 5 incher, she walked over to Steve and knelt in front of him. She grasped his tool by the base (her hand seemed dwarfed by what it was holding), glanced up at Steve, and said, "When I said anything, I meant anything." She then looked admiringly at the head of his cock for a second before taking the engorged round red head into her mouth. Steve's eyes rolled up into his head as he stood with his hands on his hips and his penis thrust out being sucked by the sexy creature who had teased him only hours before in her tights and leotard.

Laura was inexperienced at oral sex, particularly with anything of that size, but she knew enough to concentrate on the head with her tongue rather than try to deep throat a stallion like this.

Soon it was clear that Steve was going to climax. Laura removed her lips from the giant cock, grasped it with both hands and rhythmically rubbed up and down on it while staring fixedly at it only inches from her face. Her mouth was open in amazement at what she was seeing and doing and so was mine. Just as Steve was about to come, Laura leaned back, thrust out her chest and pointed her straining boobs straight at the head of the cock of her lovegod. The change in position caught Steve's attention and he glanced down to see the girl he had fantasized about earlier nude and in a position of complete submission to him. Although Steve, with his assets, had had many women before, none was as beautiful, sexy and willing to please as Laura. Although he wanted to holdout longer, he could not and he shot onto her chest, as she had desired, in long pulsating arcs of come.

Now it was Steve's turn to stagger back in admiration. There was Laura leaning back, sitting on her heels, her legs spread open revealing her pussy with her eyes closed absentmindedly rubbing Steve's cream all over her chest as if it were the suntan lotion he had applied to her back at the time he became aroused.

Steve spent a few moments catching his breath and then went over to sit on the bed. He broke the silence by saying, "Laura, that was absolutely the best blowjob I've ever had." Laura opened her eyes and stood in front of him. She leaned over to pick up the towel which still lay on the bed, dangling her large breasts over him as she did so. She used the towel to wipe off the rest of his ejaculant without speaking, but kept her eyes glued to the limp but still mighty dick in front of her. She, of course, had not been satisfied and was still drunk with desire.

He finally said, even though he knew of it from his lockerroom conversation, "Tell me about that fantasy that I accidentally fulfilled."

Laura felt compelled to continue to comply with her offer to do as he commanded. "I've often thought of a muscular construction worker coming to the door while my husband was away and being seduced by him. I've even told my husband about it, and he encouraged me to act it out but I've never had either the nerve or the opportunity to do it before. I guess I shouldn't have been surprised at my husband's encouragement, because he says he wants to see me do it with another man. Anyway, when I felt your hands applying the lotion I started to feel braver and thought I might do it, but when I saw the power of that cock of yours, I knew I would have to do it."

She then surprised me with what she said next. "Steve, this is the most unbelievable day of my life. I've never seen a cock or a nude body like yours. If you'll fuck me and if you're good at it, I'll be yours whenever you want. I'll be your slave, I'll do whatever you want. I'll even procure other women for you if you want. If you'd like, I'll act out my husband's fantasy with you. Anything, you want, JUST FUCK ME NOW," she shouted.

The complete surrender and incessant sexiness of my wife had Steve's prodigious prick at full attention again. He positioned himself on his back in the center of the bed and invited my wife to take him. She straddled him and took his cock in one hand, used the other to support herself and rubbed the head of his dick on her clit and pussy. In seconds she was coming. She then took as much of the giant tool as she wanted into her pussy and she came in orgasm after orgasm. Since he had already come, he was able to last seemingly indefinitely. I had never seen Laura or any other woman enjoy sex so much. She alternately, laughed, cried and screamed "Yes, Yes" in utter abandon.

I could stand it no longer. Prick in hand I burst out of the hiding place and jerked off to the sight in front of me. Through eyes half-closed with ultimate lust my wife just looked at me and continued coming. She watched me come and then simply continued with Steve. Steve was startled to see me, but when he saw my fist pumping my five incher, he understood at once and thrust his pelvis in time to Laura. Finally, the sight and feel of my wife was too much for him and I watched him climax for the second time that day.

Fully satisfied, Laura rolled over next to Steve and looked up at me. She was the first of the two on the bed to grasp that I had set this up. She grinned at me in realization and asked if I had seen and heard everything.

When I told her I had, she turned serious and said, "Honey, I meant it when I said I would be Steve's sex slave if he fucked me and I was satisfied. He did and I was, as you know. I want to have him again and again if he'll have me. I've never seen or had anything like this. I know about your fantasy and it looks as though we've both been fulfilled. I'll stay with you, but would you have any objections if I kept my word with this stud?"

I could hardly believe it was my words coming out of my mouth when I replied. "I'll let you do it on these conditions. First, you do it again now while I watch. Second, before Steve comes, I get a chance to suck him. Third, I also want to be Steve's slave and get other women for him or do whatever else he wishes."

Steve and Laura glanced at each other and readily agreed. Steve was amazing. He was hard again in minutes and he took Laura to the same dizzying heights as before. However, after she had climaxed, he ordered her off of him and told me it was my turn to get condition 2 fulfilled. For the first time in my life, I took another man's cock in my hand - and what a cock it was. Then I opened my mouth as wide as I could and sucked him as Laura had before. He was enjoying this but I glanced up once and saw that he was enjoying watching my wife masturbate even more. Seeing he was more interested in Laura and having satisfied my curiosity, I stopped sucking and motioned Laura to come and take my place. She gladly did so, bringing him to climax in her mouth this time. Once again I had to come while watching.

Spent but still an Adonis, Steve lay back on the bed, while Laura and I simply caught our breath and stared at this man who had so transformed our lives in a matter of hours. Steve looked at me and said, "That was quite some welcome you gave me. I'll be glad to have you two as slaves, but I have a condition. I want you to get other women for me, I don't care who as long as I find them attractive, and until you do, neither of you can have me again. Then, after I have each one, we can have another session like this which will be it for your having me until you get another acceptable woman. How's that? It is take it or leave it because as you can guess I can get all the women I want on my own, this just adds to the sport." I readily agreed.

Then he turning toward Laura he said, "Did you really mean it when you said you'd be my sex slave?"

"Of course," she replied.

"Good, because as you can guess, I'm not really a construction worker. I make my living from sex and I want to add you to my stable of prostitutes. We'll split your earnings fifty-fifty, which will be quite lucrative for both of us." Sensing that this might be upsetting to me, he added, "We'll arrange for a one-way mirror set up so your husband can watch if he wants while you're doing it with your customers."

Steve was a sexual genius. Laura and I agreed to his conditions and our sex life couldn't be better.

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Sweet Sins

2005-02-09T01:32:00.000-08:00

Sweet Sins

Roger sat in the corner facing the bed. The rain and bleakness of the afternoon had given the whole enterprise an out-of-sync, otherworldly feel. Within the expectant silence of their motel room, the irregular swish of wet tires on the interstate outside was almost hypnotic.

"He can get here anytime," Marlene said impatiently, letting the heavy drapes fall closed where she had parted them. "It's almost two o'clock."

"He'll be here," Roger offered soothingly.

"Just shut up," she spat. "You don't know, so just shut the fuck up, okay?"

"Sorry."

She looked at her husband. She sighed at last. "Didn't mean to snap at you that way. I'm nervous."

"That's understandable," Roger said.

Marlene adjusted her necklace, moving for the twentieth time to look at herself in the big mirror. "Are you sure I look okay? I mean, absolutely sure?"

"I'm sure," Roger said. "He's going to like you. He liked the pictures, didn't he?"

"Pictures are different," she said, toying with the necklace again.

Roger took Marlene in from head to toe, trying to be objective. She was a ripe 29 years old, 5'4", a steady 125 pounds. Direct Italian ancestry, with the requisite coloring. Chocolate eyes. Lustrous blue-black hair grown long, pulled up in combs and elegantly knotted.

She was one of those pale, cool brunettes. In a certain light, her skin was almost translucent. Seeing her now, for example, in the low-cut cocktail dress, he could see the fine bluish veins running through her exposed cleavage.

It had been a damned pricey dress, but it was what she wanted for the meeting. Membranes of clinging red silk, with a whore's hemline and décolleté'. It showcased her figure: small-breasted and narrow-waisted, with broad, curvy hips and strong, shapely legs. The black seamed hose and spindly ankle-strap heels made them look longer than they actually were. His idea.

Facially, Marlene was not beautiful. Her cheekbones and jawline were classic, but her Roman nose was a bit too large and her lips a bit too thick. She'd never model, but Roger thought these features gave her an exotic look. He liked the way her nostrils flared when she was aroused, and the way those sensuous lips slackened just before they tasted a prick.

"That's him," Marlene said excitedly. A car crunched to a stop in the gravel driveway. The closing of the driver's door and approaching footsteps.

"And you must be Roger," Sheldon boomed heartily, extending a large brown hand. He had just finished hanging up his raincoat.

"Hi," Roger said uncertainly, intimidated by the man's size and confident manner. His own hand felt small and moist in Sheldon's athletic grasp.

"My god, Marlene!" the visitor said wonderingly as he turned. "Your photos don't do you justice."

Marlene blushed and smiled. She was about to say something when the huge black man reached and drew her to him, covering her mouth with his, gripping her at the small of the back as they shared a deep and awesome kiss.

Roger stood there awkwardly. He heard Marlene make a meek whimpering noise, and saw her arms come up to encircle Sheldon's neck. The man's hands slid down to squeeze her buttocks through the red silk. Their breathing was audible.

"Hope you didn't mind that, Roger," Sheldon said at last, after they broke their clinch. Marlene was a nuzzling, smiling kitten in his embrace.

"Ah, no, not at all," he stammered. "That's why we're here, isn't it?"

"That's right, that's right!" Sheldon laughed. There was just a hint of mockery in it. "And I think the three of us are going to have a fine time. How about you, girl?"

Marlene giggled, snuggling against the big man's chest, and smiling at Roger. "I like him, Rog," she breathed. "He's just what I wanted."

"Good," Roger said. "Well...good, then." He wasn't sure what to do with himself.

"Oh hey, you know what?" Sheldon said abruptly, patting his pockets. "I just remembered I'm out of cigarettes. Damn. Roger, buddy, would you mind going out and getting me some? I'd really appreciate it."

Roger hesitated. He looked at his wife.

"You could buy some wine," Marlene suggested.

"Hell, yes," Sheldon agreed. "Fantastic idea. Take my car if you want. There's a place on Porter Street."

"Alright," Roger said, taking the keys.

"And take your time, Rog," Sheldon called as he pulled the door shut behind him.

He thought he heard laughter as he turned away toward the car.

* * * * *

He turned the latchkey and stepped inside, turning to shake the rain off his coat, cradling the sodden paper bag. "Damn weather's getting worse--" he began, only to lose the thread of his thought in the amazing tableau in the corner of the room.

Sheldon was sprawled, fully dressed, in the large wing-chair. His fly was unzipped. He was smiling and relaxed. Marlene was on her knees fellating him.

"Get my smokes, Rog?" Sheldon asked pleasantly.

It took Roger a moment. "Kools, right?"

"Right the first time, buddy-boy," the black man said, clearly amused. "Bring 'em over here, will you? And matches."

Roger crossed the room. He was mesmerized. Marlene knelt on a pillow; her shoes had been removed and placed neatly alongside the chair. The fabric of her dress was stretched taut across her rear, which rested on the heels of her black-stockinged feet. She seemed completely oblivious to his presence in the room, to everything but the dark, glistening penis.

Roger had to admit that it was the most beautiful cock he had ever seen. It was a full nine inches long, smooth and slender. Awash with Marlene's saliva, it had a glassy purple-black sheen. Sheldon was circumcised; she was just now working her tongue delicately along the foreskin-groove.

"You wanna give me a nail, Rog?" Sheldon asked, breaking his reverie.

Roger fumbled the cellophane off the pack, ripped it open on the second try. His hands shook slightly as he stuck the match and lit the other man's cigarette.

"Auto parts," Sheldon said conversationally, exhaling a raft of smoke with overt smugness. "Marlene tells me you own a chain of stores."

"Five locations," Roger said. Marlene was licking up and down the side of the shaft now, using the flat of her tongue.

"You must be pretty well fixed," Sheldon said, wincing with pleasure.

"We're doing okay," Roger shrugged with a smile.

"You really dig this, don't you Rog?" Sheldon smiled broadly around his burning cigarette. "Really gets you going."

"What's that? Oh, uh, you mean..."

"I mean," said the grinning man, "You get off watching your cute little wife suck my prick. It entertains you. You want to watch me fuck her mouth, and then you want to see the two of us do the nasty a bunch of different ways, don't you?"

Marlene moaned as he spoke. Her ass squirmed in place. Her mouth slipped over the cockhead, and color came to her pale cheeks as they hollowed with suction.

"Yes," Roger murmured.

"What?" Sheldon asked. "Say it louder, man. I can't hear you."

"Yes, I said," Roger repeated. "I want to see."

"See what, Rog?" Sheldon said, really pressing now, grinning gleefully. "Tell me exactly what you want to see!"

"I want to see you with...with Marlene."

"Seeing us do what? Exactly. Tell me, Roger."

Rog licked his lips and sighed deeply in submission. He avoided the man's gaze. "Fucking. Sucking. You and my wife. Anything the two of you want...anything..."

"Come on her face?"

"Yes."

"Come on her titties?"

"Yes."

"Come in her mouth?"

"Yes."

"Come on her ass?"

"Oh my, oh yes!"

Sheldon snubbed out his smoke in the ashtray. "Well, you sorry pussywhipped motherfucker, you just hang on," he chuckled. "Me and your missus are gonna give you a show you won't forget. How 'bout it, Marlene?"

For the first time since Roger had returned to the room, Marlene looked up at him. She nodded in rapt agreement with Sheldon, smiling dreamily around the base of his shining phallus.

"Pour us some wine," Roger's wife said.

* * * * *

Sheldon stood behind Marlene as they both looked into the large mirror. He kissed the nape of her neck, his hands sweeping around her hips, exploring the flatness of her stomach, gliding up her ribcage, coming to rest on the swell of her clothed breasts. Thumbs teased the nipples with flicking motions.

"Hey, Mr. Big Shit Auto Parts," Sheldon crowed. "How you doin' back there?"

Roger had undressed self-consciously as the two of them watched. He was a thin, middle-aged man who was not comfortable in the nude. Sheldon had sensed that, of course. Pushing fifty, he had a narrow, hairless chest, skinny arms, and long legs. He sat in the wing-chair now, breathing deeply and trying not to touch his glowing hard-on.

"I'm okay. Fine."

"Okay-Fine," Sheldon needled. "I guess this lovely frock Marlene's wearing must have been pretty expensive, huh?" He moved his black hands up to her trembling shoulders. "How much did it set you back?"

"Several hundred...I can't really remember."

Sheldon ripped the right shoulder-seam in a fluid, jerking motion. Marlene gasped and shuddered. Sheldon reached down the dress to find another seam, then tore the red silk tenderly across her body, as one might unwrap a gift in tissue-paper. Her bare midriff was exposed.

The black man continued, carefully plucking a bit of the fine silk in his powerful fingers, and then rending it from Marlene's body. Bit by bit, more skin was being exposed. A heap of iridescent rags was growing at her feet. The soft tearing sound was exciting and obscene.

With a final mild impatience, Sheldon grabbed what remained of the hem and in two strong tugs freed the last section of red silk from Marlene's hips. She swayed back against him, clutching her stomach with one hand and grabbing his hard-muscled forearm with the other. Her eyes were closed.

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She came when he did that, Roger thought to himself. She came just now while she stood there. Oh, our sweet little sins...

She turned into Sheldon's arms and they shared a hungry, violent kiss. Marlene now wore a diaphanous mauve G-string, bra, and garterbelt set. Sheldon lifted her effortlessly and laid her on the bed. She preened against the pillows, eyes hot and smoky, hands fluttering toward her own crotch.

"Now you'll see what a man looks like," boasted Sheldon.

He undressed showily in the middle of the room. After removing his jacket, tie, shirt, and slacks with maddening slowness, he peeled off his sleeveless undershirt like a male stripper. Royal blue bikini briefs were slipped off, kicked, caught deftly, and placed in a dresser drawer.

Sheldon's skin was like buffed mahogany. He had the build of a natural athlete, though the hard stomach and ripped arms were obviously the product of some weight-training. His buttcheeks were polished black stone.

He admired himself in the mirror and laughed aloud when he noticed Roger watching avidly. He scritched his coarse black pubic hair and closed a fist over the shaft of his imposing cock, stroking the foreskin back and forth, watching Roger watch him do it.

"Hey, Marlene," he called.

"I'm here," she chimed back.

"You know, don't get me wrong, I really like those little things you got on. But I like my woman to be naked when I take her. I think your ol' hubby might feel the same way. Whad'ya think, chief?"

"Whatever you like," Roger intoned. His own pole was so inflamed that he was sure he'd shoot if he touched himself. He wanted to wait, make it really good. "Whatever the two of you want."

Marlene undid the garterbelt snaps and rolled her hose down her legs. The bra was quickly off and discarded, revealing sharp, wine-dark nipples. She raised her largish ass off the bed to get her panties down and tossed them on the floor. She reclined again, raising her arms above her head in an inviting cat-stretch.

Sheldon paused on his way to the bed to pick up the discarded underpants. He unfurled them lovingly, smiling as he put the damp center-panel to his face and inhaled deeply. After a few moments, he tossed them to Roger.

"Put those on," he said.

"I don't know...uh, they won't..."

"Put your wife's panties on while I fuck her. Do what I tell you."

Roger put them on obediently and sat in the chair to watch. His cock strained at the sheer nylon, his pre-cum mixing with its cooling moistness.

Sheldon was on her in a moment. His big black frame bore down on her pale small one. She accepted his weight, sinking deep into the mattress and looking very tiny and helpless. White hands snaked around black shoulders. His hands sliding between her body and the sheet, seeking the moons of her bottom. His lips finding a bare breast, sucking at the nipple, sucking the small breast entirely into his large mouth. He got up on his knees to dive forward into her puss, but he hesitated just before.

"Roger," Sheldon said. "Get your ass over here."

Roger appeared at the side of the bed, feeling ridiculous in the ever-tighter panties. He looked down between them, where the hard black staff stood inches away from his wife's pussy. He looked confused, and was.

"Put it in for me," Sheldon said sternly. "Put my cock into your woman. Do it."

Marlene gasped with excitement. Roger watched his own hand reach for the black man's pecker. His fingers went around it. Sheldon's cock felt hot and powerful against his palm--he could feel the blood racing. It was like holding a high-voltage line and feeling the current run through it.

"Now. Please," Marlene whined.

Roger opened the lips of her sex with forked fingers and, with the other hand, placed the meaty tip of Sheldon's cock against the furrow and pushed. She shoved herself up off the bed as the first three inches slid easily in. Roger withdrew his hand quickly as Sheldon levered forward and firmly impaled her.

"Goddam it, baby!" Sheldon grunted. "Goddam!"

"You fucker!" Marlene hissed, biting his shoulder, hooking a bare white foot around his ebony ass.

Sheldon pumped recklessly, knowing that neither of them would last long this first time. He grabbed her under the arms and wheeled her around until she was on top, straddling him with her hands braced against his massive chest.

Roger watched as Marlene rode Sheldon, her heavy buttocks rising up and then smacking down, taking the whole length of him in fervid, hammering swoops. Her hair flew in wild strands. The tiny, almost invisible hairs at the base of her back developed a trickle of sweat that ran down between her cheeks.

"You're gonna come, aren't you? I can feel you!" Sheldon panted.

"I'm starting," Marlene chanted. "Almost...almost there!"

"Tell Roger you're coming on my prick. Say it!"

Marlene looked back at Roger. "I'm coming..."

"Tell him your coming on my prick!"

"I'm coming on Sheldon's prick! Argh! Wonderful prick!"

"Say, 'black cock is the best!'" Sheldon gritted.

"Black...cock...is...the...best...oh, shit!, shit!, shit!" She lost it right there, fists hammering involuntarily against Sheldon's chest, the waves of a profound orgasm rolling over her as she teetered on his surging cock.

She came to rest with a monumental weeping sigh, falling forward on top of him like a tiny, ashen doll. He reached up and held her with some tenderness until the spasms subsided. She ran her tongue over Sheldon's face, tasting him.

"Where do you want to come?" she asked in his ear.

"Oh baby...baby," Sheldon groaned. "I dunno...I just need to."

"How about my mouth? Wanna come in mama's mouth? Make you feel so good...let me taste your jizz."

Sheldon's only response was an anguished moan of need. Marlene dismounted and crawled alongside the big heaving body. She grabbed his dick in her right hand and pressed her wet pussy against his thigh, grinding her clit against the thick bands of muscle there. She was just about to begin sucking Sheldon when she saw Roger standing at the foot of the bed. She locked eyes with him and pantomimed a loving kiss. Slowly and deliberately she began to rub the head of Sheldon's cock against her face.

"Jack off for me, Roger," she whispered. "You know you want to. While you watch me do this to Sheldon."

With that, she slipped her mouth over the hard black cock. One manicured hand went to his balls, massaging them gently in time with her sucking.

At the foot of the bed, Roger gripped his own organ exultantly, jerking himself as he had needed to for so long. Marlene's underpants were pushed down, and the bunched material was brushing against his testicles deliciously.

Sheldon had begun pushing up from the bed, fucking urgently up into Marlene's greedy mouth. He found the topknot of her luxurious black hair and wound it around his hand, guiding her head with it, urging the strokes. A sudden sweat broke out over his entire body as every pore opened at once.

"Marlene!" he shouted. "Marlene, you beautiful fuck!"

Heavy seed flooded her mouth, spurts of it hitting the back of her throat, flowing hot and viscous across her tongue. She drank what she could, knowing that there was far too much, knowing she'd lose some.

The noise at the foot of the bed made her look up just in time to see Roger come. His ejaculate, usually thin and meager, was this afternoon almost as rich and full as Sheldon's. His mouth formed a silent "O" as his cock twitched and fired white gouts across the corner of the bed and onto the carpet beyond. He steadied himself against the edge of the mattress.

Marlene swallowed some more of Sheldon's cream, until she could at least speak. "Was that nice, Hon? Was it good?"

The look of relief and bliss on Roger's face was answer enough. He nodded gratefully, still breathing hard.

Sheldon pulled on the topknot. Marlene looked back and he saw his sperm still clinging to her mouth and chin. He glanced down at Roger.

"Hey Rog," he said. " Come up here and give wifey a kiss."

Roger clambered quickly up the bed. A few inches from Marlene's cum-smeared mouth, he paused.

"I said kiss her," said Sheldon assertively.

Marlene took the initiative, lurching forward to buss Roger, driving her tongue (and at least a tablespoon of her lover's wad) into his mouth. It was a very passionate kiss, one that left Roger breathless and confused about the strange, salty taste on his lips.

"See that, Marlene?" Sheldon chuckled. "Now you know it's love."

* * * * *

Sheldon stopped the flow on the shower-head, stood wet and dripping underneath. Marlene began to methodically lather him with soap, standing on tiptoes to reach his shoulders, gliding the bar across his broad chest. She stood with one arm around his back and scrubbed his belly until white foam cascaded down his hips and over his groin.

They had drawn the shower curtain aside so that Roger could watch. He exhaled audibly as Marlene soaped up the black man's prick and balls. Sheldon began to harden again in her slick, busy hands. The contrast of the creamy suds against his dusky skin was startling and erotic.

After Sheldon had rinsed off, he returned the favor.

"Look at these tits, Rog," Sheldon said, as he rolled them gently in a handful of bubbles. Marlene was totally relaxed, leaning with her back against the tile wall, hips jutting shamelessly toward Sheldon's bobbing half-hard cock.

"And a nice, soft belly," he cooed, moving down. "Not fat by any fucking means, just...womanly. Wouldn't you say so, Rog?"

"Yes," Roger said, having to clear his throat.

"Fuckin' A-right," Sheldon said, pleased with himself. "Turn around, sugar, and back up for me."

The tub-shower had a safety rail running the whole way around. Marlene bent at the waist and grabbed it, at the same time walking her haunches closer to Sheldon. Roger had never seen his wife so lewd and shameless. It was wonderful.

"Now this," Sheldon pronounced, holding a cheek in each hand, "is an ass!" Wet black fingers traced widening circles over the dimpled rump. Marlene giggled and squirmed.

"You see, Roger," Sheldon continued, "This is no skinny little white-girl behind here. I'm talking about a motherfucking work of art. Look at this skin: clear and white as a fuckin' snowdrift! Look how these buns jiggle a teeny bit when I let 'em go. This is a goddam booty! Do you know what I'm sayin'?"

"I think so," Roger replied appreciatively.

"Fuck what you think anyway, Rog. You just keep watchin'. You been a good girl lately, sweetheart?"

Marlene giggled, shaking her head.

"'Cause if you been bad, Daddy just might have to spank you," Sheldon joked, slapping her butt playfully.

"No!" she squealed, "No Daddy, no spank!"

Sheldon seemed suddenly thoughtful. The laughter stopped. He put his left hand on the near-horizontal small of her back, and ran his moist index finger down between her buttocks. She jerked slightly as he found the crinkled bud.

"Yes, yes," he said soothingly. "Alright."

Sheldon picked up a bottle of shampoo from the corner of the tub. He flicked the lid open and squeezed. The golden stuff ran like honey between Marlene's asscheeks. He replaced the finger.

"Oh," Marlene said.

"S'alright. S'alright, babe. Relax, now," he said softly.

Roger watched from the doorway as Sheldon worked his middle finger into Marlene's anus. Once inserted, he began to move it in a slow, stirring motion. Marlene whimpered and hung on the bath rail. When Sheldon began finger-fucking, she responded by hunching against his hand.

"Man, look at her backing up!" the black man whistled. Then turning toward Roger: "She ever had it in the ass?"

"Never," Marlene broke in.

Roger shook his head. "A vibrator. Once."

"How big?" Sheldon asked, trying not to lose his rhythm.

"Like this," Roger answered, holding his hands about six inches apart.

"Goddam," Sheldon said. "I do believe we might break your asshole cherry, sugar. You up for some anal loving?"

She looked at Roger with hot eyes. "He wants my other hole, honey. Should I let him have it? Should I let him stick his..."

"Only if it's what you want," Roger said. He was unbelievably excited. "I don't want him to hurt you. He's so big and strong."

"He'll be careful," Marlene promised. "You'll be careful when you do it, won't you, Sheldon? When you butt-fuck me?"

Sheldon's penis had become completely rigid again during this dialogue between husband and wife. He rubbed the plum of his cockhead against the shampoo-slippery cheeks of her ass. A strong squeeze of the bottle sent another flood of the fragrant, impromptu lube into Marlene's crack.

"Here it is, baby," Sheldon said. "Sweet and slow."

Roger nearly swooned when the hulking black figure began to ease his long, slender cock into the small woman's rectum. The muscles in Sheldon's buttocks and upper legs flexed with the effort. Marlene puffed wind through pursed lips, shifted her bare feet on the rubber tub mat.

"Lady, you're snug," Sheldon grunted. "Halfway home. You okay, Marlene?"

"So big," she rasped. "So big...but yes..."

"Want me to stop?"

"No...go ahead...I'm okay..."

When it was all the way in, Roger put the lid down on the toilet seat and sat down, a captivated spectator. The smooth plastic was cold against his ass. His own penis stood like a branding iron.

They began to fuck.

It was slow, tentative going at first. Sheldon had to drizzle more goo between them. Before long, though, Marlene was taking her strokes surprisingly deep and quick. Even her lover was taken aback.

"Jesus, honey," Sheldon said. "You squeeze my dick any harder, you're gonna nip it clean off."

"Hurt me, daddy," Marlene crooned. "Make it hurt."

Sheldon let out a howling whoop that was deafening in the small tiled room. He was holding Roger's wife by the hips. The steady impact of his hard stomach sent faint ripples through the flesh of her ample backside.

"Roger!" Sheldon barked suddenly. "Get over here with us. Move, dammit!"

Roger obeyed. Sheldon put one foot up on the outer edge of the tub, all the while continuing to sodomize Marlene. "Got a nice treat for you, Rog."

"What's that?" Roger said, entirely puzzled.

"How'd you like to play with my nuts while I bone your better half up the ass? How's that sound?"

"Sheldon!" Marlene blurted. "You're so nasty!"

Roger sat on the rim. The black, velvety testicles swung heavily only inches from his face. He reached his hand up and held them. They were as large as hen's eggs; clean and moist with shower-water and perspiration.

"That's nice, Rog," Sheldon said, still plunging. "Don't be afraid to get a little rough with 'em. Let me know you're down there. Hah!"

No one was more astonished than Roger himself when he leaned forward and began to lick Sheldon's scrotum. It was an odd feeling to be doing this for a man, but it was not unpleasant. He craned his neck to get close enough to swipe the sac with his tongue each time Sheldon out-stroked.

"Shit, Marlene," Sheldon marveled. "You aren't gonna believe this, but your man's lapping my balls! And damn," he added, looking back over his shoulder, "If he isn't near as good as a girl. Better than some I've known."

By a lucky coincidence, his contorted position caused the glans of Roger's penis to occasionally brush against Sheldon's muscular calf. Sheldon didn't seem to mind this, and the contact was having an unimaginable effect on Roger.

Beyond her black-skinned lover's jangling testes, Roger could see the dewy lips of Marlene's unoccupied pussy. In a flash of inspiration, he reached forward and thrust two fingers deep inside. The effect was immediate.

Marlene's eyes and mouth flew open as she was staggered by a chain of brutally pleasurable climaxes. She gripped the tub-rail with whitened fingers and jammed herself back at Sheldon. This and the maddening flutter of Roger's tongue put the black stud over the edge as well.

With a strangling, gargling cry, Sheldon began to unload into Marlene's bowels. Roger licked at him wildly, imagining he could see the balls clench and dance in mid-air as they emptied.

When they were finished, Roger slumped on the bathroom rug beside the tub. His wife had risen and turned into Sheldon's powerful arms; they were sharing a shuddering embrace and deep, grateful kisses.

Roger closed his eyes.

* * * * *

Sheldon, whose stamina had overwhelmed both of their wildest dreams, was not able to leave without taking the plunge one last time. Roger was toweling himself dry from the shower when he heard thumping and opened the bathroom door.

Fully-clothed and wearing his raincoat, the black man had Marlene pinned against the front wall and was humping her hard enough to rattle the hanging lamp. She was raised completely off the floor, and Roger could see her arms and legs moving like small hidden animals beneath the fabric of Sheldon's trenchcoat.

It was a true quickie, and when they had exchanged a final kiss, Sheldon zipped his fly and went out the door. The big Merc grated out of the lot. They were alone.

Naked, flushed, and gorgeous, Marlene walked to the nightstand. Their guest had left his cigarettes. She extracted one from the pack, lit it with a paper match, and exhaled mentholated smoke with deep satisfaction.

"My god, that was tremendous," she said happily, turning to her husband. "Thank you, hon. I really needed that."

"Welcome," Roger smiled shyly. He was admiring her brazenly nude body. There were a few scratches here and there; Sheldon must have had a ragged nail. Tomorrow, he knew, she'd be lightly marked in places. Marlene bruised so easily.

"Do you want a blowjob?" she asked casually, grinding out the cigarette. Her eyes dropped to his ruddy, freshly-scrubbed erection.

"I'd rather fuck you."

"Pussy or bum?"

"I want your cunt," he sighed.

"Should I shower first?" she asked coyly, knowing what he would say.

"Of course not."

"Of course not," she mimicked, giggling. "You're such a naughty boy today, Roger. Doing things I never saw you do before...it made me very, very hot."

"I noticed," Roger said.

"Okay," said Marlene. "How do you want me? Doggie?"

"On your back, on the bed," Roger told her.

Marlene lay with her knees up and wide apart, her arms open and beckoning. Roger moved forward, coming to rest gently upon her, kissing her throat, feeling her hand close around the shaft of his prick to guide him to the spot. Smooth legs lifted, caressing his sides. Ankles crossed and locked behind his back.

She was fiery inside, still moist with Sheldon's spendings. He began to screw her gingerly, wanting it to last. He bit her earlobe and licked down her shoulder, catching faint but palpable whiffs of Sheldon's aftershave on her, tasting the tang of what must be their combined sweat.

"That's right, baby," encouraged Marlene. "Don't hold back any more. Give it all to me, let it go."

With a lurch and a sob, Roger began to pour into her. His orgasm was so powerful that he feared for his heart. He went warm all over and then clammy, the cords in his neck visible with strain. His balls ached sweetly as they emptied.

"My god, Roger!" Marlene said, enfolding him. "I've never seen you like that before. You came so much!"

He didn't answer, but fell contentedly into her embrace, the two of them burrowing into the bedclothes. Roger had never felt such relief. It made all the teasing and waiting and self-denial worth it a thousand times over.

They were borne to sleep on the wings of their curious, curiously perfect love.

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My Wife's Mid-Life Crisis

2005-02-09T01:30:00.000-08:00

My Wife's Mid-Life Crisis

Recently, my wife took a trip back to Ohio from our home in Florida to visit her relatives. She's terrified of flying, so to test herself, she insisted on my dropping her off at the airport entrance and going through the check-in and boarding by herself. Of course, to help with her courage, she stopped at the airport bar and downed several stiff drinks. As it turned out, she didn't have to pay for any of them. You see, Robin is 44, but looks 10 years younger. She's recently lost a lot of weight and been working out and bicycling, so her 5'- 5" frame carries her 135 pounds very well. Her sexy 38DD tits account for more than a few pounds. Always a sexy woman, Robin can cum easily and often. She loves me to make her cum with my tongue on her clit, with her vibrator, or her lifelike 10" dildo. Her nipples are extremely sensitive and she can often cum when I pinch, bite or twist them roughly. She says that she must have little clits in her nipples. Robin especially loves to see a man cum. Watching the hot spunk shoot out of my cock and splash on her body makes her crazy. We often make love while watching her favorite X-rated video showing 12 men jacking off on a woman's face and body.

Lately, she's been even hornier than usual; she craves sex anytime of the day, anywhere it strikes her. Over the past few months, we've fucked in our van, in the pool, in the ocean off the beach, and numerous times I've fingered her cunt till she's cum under tables at bars and restaurants, and at the movies. She also seems to attract the attention of men even more now than when she was younger. She says that she's so horny that she's been giving off pheromones, and I don't doubt it; lately, when she walks in a room, you can almost see the other men begin to unconsciously sniff the air. Soon she's the center of attention. Maybe the pheromones are more freely circulated by her wearing only skimpy lace panties, or none at all, in public. She's been dressing the part, as well; short, tight skirts to show off her curvy legs and hourglass figure, and low cut bras and blouses to reveal much of her breasts. Her nipples seem to always be hard and poking through her tops.

For her trip back North, Robin wore a skin-tight pair of jeans and a loose fitting, very low cut blouse. Her transparent black lace bra and ample, creamy breasts were clearly visible to the tops of her nipples to anyone who glanced down. Its not surprising that soon after she arrived at her cousin's house that I got a call from her. She was still smashed from before her flight, and she had to describe to me in great detail, how she had been surrounded by four men as soon as she sat down at the bar. All were buying her drinks, getting her very drunk, and teasing and flirting with her, while they looked down her blouse. All four had propositioned her at one point or another before her flight, and while she hadn't accepted any of their advances, the drinks and sexual conversations had left her with a wet pussy all through her flight. She made my cock stiff as she described how she went into the restroom on the plane and finger fucked her wet cunt and rubbed her clit until she came. A couple days later she called again, late at night and told me that she was feeling very strange. She was hornier than she had ever been in her life. She admitted that she had been masturbating 3 or 4 times a day, making herself cum 2, 3, even 4 times each time and it still wasn't satisfying her. She said that she wished she had stayed home so she could 'fuck my brains out' right then, and that she really missed my cock and tongue. Robin was moaning as she tried to talk to me and when I asked her what she was doing, she confessed that she was naked and she was rubbing her pussy on the arm of the sofa. I stroked my rock hard pole as she described what she was doing and how it felt. I listened to the sounds of her cumming three times during our conversation. She said that she felt like she was going to go crazy if she didn't get fucked soon. She even told me that while she didn't want to be unfaithful or hurt me, right then she felt like she really didn't care who fucked her, as long as she got as much hot, hard cock as she needed. I don't know what to say or what was causing this 'mid-life crisis', but it led to a very unusual phone conversation.

Very late the next evening, about 2:00 a.m., the phone rang, waking me. It was Robin; from the sound of her voice, she was very drunk. I could hear music and the sounds of a bar in the background.

"I need to ask you something, Honey." Said Robin. "I hope you'll understand."

"OK, what?"

"Well, remember I told you that I was really horny and I just really needed a cock? You know, not an affair, just sex."

"Of course. What have you done?"

"Nothing yet, Baby. But I met this young guy, Michael, and he wants me to go home with him. He's a construction worker and a musician, Honey. He's good looking, built, and he's got a big cock. I just really need to spend the night with him, I just need fucked, Baby!"

This was the craziest thing I'd ever heard. My wife was actually asking my permission to let a stranger fuck her. But, I guess it was better than if she'd just said 'yes' to him, she was 1000 miles away, after all. "OK, how do you know he's got a big cock?" This seemed the obvious question to ask a drunk, horny lady.

"Well, when we were dancing, he grabbed my ass and pulled up against me. He had a hard-on, and I could feel it. He was humping it against me, and Baby, it made me so hot that I just slid my pussy on his leg. I almost came on the dance floor! Please don't be mad, Babe!" Then she continued. "And, I guess I rubbed it through his pants a little, while we sat in the booth."

"And what has he done to my wife . . . so far?"

"Well, he did reach under my skirt and play with me a little. Just for a second, though!"

I knew that if I said, 'no', in the condition Robin was in, she'd probably just go home with him anyway, or at least fuck him in his car. So I figured I might as well let her go and stay as involved as I could. Besides, I had a visual already, and my prick was quickly getting stiff thinking about it. "OK." I said. "I'll agree to this on two conditions."

"Anything you want, Honey." She pleaded. "I just need to do this, and I don't want to lie to you. It's not an affair, just sex, and I want you to be OK with it."

"First condition. You call me back as soon as you get to this Michael's house."

"Sure, Honey, that sounds like fun!"

"Second condition. Are you listening? Ready?"

"Anything you want, Honey." Robin replied.

"OK; I want you to strip naked before you get in his car, and ride that way all the way to his house, including when you walk inside. And you don't tell him you're going to do it, just go to his car and then strip! Agreed?"

There was a several second pause, then; "OK, I guess so. You kinky bastard. And I suppose you'll want to hear all about that when I call you, right?"

"Of course, Baby!" I replied.

"Bye, Honey. We're leaving now. Call in a few."

And the phone went dead. I was thinking about it, imagining what was taking place 1000 miles away, getting harder and more excited by the minute.

In about 20 minutes the phone rang.

"Hi. Its me." It was Robin's voice, drunk but very excited.

"Are you naked? Did you do what I asked?"

"Yes, I did! Damn, I'm hot!"

"Tell me."

"I did it just like you said. I walked to Michael's truck, he opened the passenger door for me, and I said there was something I had to do. Then I stripped all my clothes off as fast as I could and jumped in. Honey, I don't think I can go back to that bar again! There were a lot of people in the lot, they were all watching us leave”

"Where are you now?" I asked. "Standing in his living room." Robin said. "I just jumped out of the truck and walked right up the walk to the door."

"Is he naked, too?"

"No. He's still dressed, standing here looking at me. Now I feel really helpless and a little nervous 'cause I'm naked in a strange man's house and I left my clothes in his truck. I can't even get dressed!"

"Well, I guess you're going to have to go through with it, now. He can just keep you there, naked, until he's done with you."

"Stop that, you're scaring me!"

"Yeah, but I bet your pussy's wet, isn't it? This is making you hot, I bet. Touch it and tell me."

"Yes." She said, her breath coming a little faster. "I'm very wet."

"Did Michael watch you touch your pussy?"

"Yes."

My prick was so hard that it was throbbing. Picturing some young stranger watching my naked wife touching her cunt was almost too much to bear. If only I could be there!! "Touch your cunt again!" I said. "Slide your middle finger through your cuntlips. . . and then lick your finger."

She didn't answer, but I knew she did it because I heard her gasp for air. I know how much she loves to pleasure herself . . . and how much she loves me to watch her do it. I could only imagine how she was reacting to a stranger watching her touch herself. "Oh god, baby, he's touching me!" Robin moaned, "He's behind me and he's squeezing my tits! His cock's out of his pants and against my ass!"

"Tell him to touch your cunt," I said. "Oh, Michael, put your finger in my pussy, rub my clit." I heard a load groan. "Oh, yes! Just like that! Rub it harder! You're gonna make me cum!" Then she stammered to me, "Oh, Honey, he's rubbing my clit real hard. And he's pinching my nipples, too. You know what that does to me! I'm rubbing his cock, too. It's so big and hard; I can't wait to get it inside me!" I heard the sounds of her moaning and then, "Oh! Oh! Oh god, I'm gonna cum! Oh, god, Honey, he's making me cum with his fingers! Oh, I'm cumming now. . . NOW! CUMMINNNG! OHHHHH!" Then I heard the phone fall to the floor.

After a few seconds, she came back on the phone and said that he'd picked her up and carried her into the bedroom and laid her on the bed. I heard him tell Robin to 'let her husband know that he had a surprise for him.' He left the room for a minute, then returned, naked and hard now, with a hands-free speakerphone that he plugged in next to the bed. "Can you hear me, Honey?" Robin asked. "Yea, Baby, I can hear you fine."

"I love you." Robin said, softly, "Do you want me to stop?"

"No, baby." I replied, "You obviously need this, and I want to hear everything you do."

"Is your cock hard, Honey?" Robin asked, "Are you stroking it with your hand?"

"Oh, yea, Baby!" She knew me well; and watching me jerk off and shoot cum really got her hot. "My prick's really hard and I'm playing with myself while I listen to you and your friend."

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"Uh, Yes! Do it to me!" Robin suddenly cried out. I heard Robin suck in air and gasp, then she moaned. "Oh, Honey, Michael's eating my pussy! He's down between my legs and his tongue's in my cunt! He's licking your wife's pussy, Honey; are you jealous. . or is it making you hot?"

"Hell, yes, I'm jealous." I said, "I wish I was there. I'm so hot and hard. I want to hear you cum."

"I wish you were here too, Honey, so you both could fuck me! I'm ready for more than one man tonight! Baby, he's licking my clit! I'm gonna cum again!"

I listened and pumped myself as Robin had another overwhelming orgasm from Michael's tongue. I knew that his face was covered with her pussy juice. As soon as she was finished cumming, Michael slid up her body and put his fat cockhead at the entrance to her wet and ready cunt; and while she described what was happening, for the first time in our seven year marriage, another man's stiff cock penetrated my wife's pussy.

"He's on top of me, Honey!" Robin moaned, "I'm spreading my legs for him. Your horny wife's about to get fucked, Baby! Oh, damn, it's huge! Oh! Oh! He's splitting me in two! It's so damn thick, it feels so good! Ughhh, it's inside me now, Honey! Oh, god, it's so big! He's fucking me good now, Honey. He's pumping it in my cunt; your cunt, he's using your wife's cunt, Honey. Your wife's cumming with another man; I know that turns you on, Honey. Jerk off for me, cum with me now, I'm cumming now!"

Visualizing what was occurring a thousand miles away was too much for my self-control. I pumped my cock and spurted streams of spunk all over myself as I listened to my sexy wife cumming with Michael's cock thrusting inside her cunt.

We continued to talk to each other, Robin describing in detail, between moans, what was happening, as she rolled him over and rode his cock until they both exploded and he sprayed her pussy with hot, thick cum. Michael even got into the game, relaying how she was licking and sucking his cock, making it hard again. Robin was just getting started, she wasn't going to let him stay flaccid for long. She meant it when she had said that she needed fucked. Just as Michael had begun to fuck her again, doggy style, I heard other male voices. "What the fuck!" Said one voice. "Hey, Michael, you going to share that?" Asked another. "Yea, Michael, she's hot!" Cried the first guy.

These guys turned out to be Michael's two roommates, both construction workers in their 20's, who had come home earlier than Michael had thought, or so he claimed. When they saw Robin, naked on the bed on her hands and knees, with her big tits hanging down and swaying and Michael's big rod rammed deep in her cunt, they both quickly stripped and were almost instantly hard.

"What should I do, Honey?" Panted Robin, "They want to fuck me, too."

"What do you want to do, Babe? Are you gonna get shy, now?"

"No, Honey. I'm so horny; and they're both gorgeous! And it's just sex, right?"

My cock was hard again. I got our vibrator and held it against my cock while I listened to my wife getting fucked by Michael as she sucked the hard cock of one of his roommates. They all got into the phone game, describing everything for me as one of them lapped Robin's muff, while another had his cock in her mouth, shooting his load of hot, thick cum down her throat just as she came from the hard tongue licking her clit. Then they bent her over the bed so one could fuck her from behind while she licked and sucked another sitting on the bed. She even laid on her back with one guy straddling her chest; his cock thrusting between her tits as she held them together. She lapped at the head of his cock as it pumped out from between her breasts with each stroke. Michael laid between her legs and ate her cunt while his friend fucked her tits and pumped his hot cum all over her face and tits. I came several times using my hand and the vibrator to get myself off. I was so hot and aroused that I didn't even think of the mess I was making; when Robin finally finished them all off, we were both covered with cum.

It was after 6 a.m. and the sun was up when Michael finally took Robin back to her cousin's house so she could get ready for the flight home the next day. After Robin's adventure, one might think she was ready to settle down a little; but she had another surprise for me when she arrived home.

Robin was taking a late night flight home. That afternoon, she called me and asked me to meet her in the bar of the hotel that is in the airport terminal. She wanted me to wait until a half-hour after her plane had landed, and to initially act like I didn't know her. She asked me to sit on the other side of the bar for awhile and just watch how men reacted to her. When I arrived at the bar, I stepped inside and glanced around for Robin. I spotted her sitting around the corner of the bar, where the light was subdued even more than normal. She was wearing the short black mini-dress that I had bought her. It was very low cut in front with only two tiny shoulder straps holding it up. From the way her tits were spilling out of the top, I guessed that she was wearing the black lace bra that she had been wearing when she left. I also guessed, correctly as I later found, that she was also wearing her black, french-cut bikini panties.

I watched for a few minutes while several men brought her drinks and tried to pick her up. Robin chatted with each for a few minutes, then sent them on their way. The next one, however, she continued to talk to for quite a while. He was a good-looking guy in his early 30's; about 6' and 180, dressed in a suit, apparently here on business. Robin had spotted me and glanced up several times, so I slipped out the back door and came back around to the front again. This time I approached them. "Can't leave you alone for a minute, can I?" I joked to Robin as I kissed her. I noticed that the guy had a wedding ring on; safe and discrete if anything developed.

"We're just talking and having a drink, hon." Replied Robin. "This is my new friend, Jerry." I could tell she had quite a buzz from the drinks she had had. Her eyes had that half-closed look that told me that she was horny and getting excited.

"Any friend of my wife is a friend of mine!" I said as we shook hands. We all had another round or two and after a few minutes of small talk 'chit- chat', Jerry realized that I wasn't upset because he had hit on Robin and he started telling me how lucky I was to have such a beautiful, sexy woman.

"Sexy is an understatement!" I replied, "Sometimes she's almost too much for me to handle!"

"That's right!" said Robin, "I'm just all that! No mortal man can keep up with me!"

While we talked, I had my arm around her and had been gently rubbing the side of her breast which was obviously getting her turned on. Since her dress had slid up nearly to her panties, I moved my hand, tracing a line down her back with my hand and then laying it casually on her upper thigh. I began tracing circles around her inner thigh with my fingertips, occasionally touching her pussylips through her panties. She began to breath harder and laid her head on my shoulder. I noticed Jerry glance down, watching our little show.

The bartender came over and told us the bar was closing. I said that we better get going, although we were all pretty drunk by now and I wasn't sure I could drive. "Why don't we go up to Jerry's room and have another drink?" cried Robin, "Jerry said he had a bottle of Wild Turkey when he asked me to go up with him before you got here!" Jerry rolled his eyes with a pained expression. "Good idea!" I said, to his surprise.

As we rode the elevator and walked the hall to Jerry's room, Robin and I were hugging, kissing and groping each other. She was horny and ready; I was getting stiffer by the second. When we got in the room, Jerry made us all strong drinks, Robin turned on some music and we started slow dancing. Robin was humping my leg, her dress had ridden up over her ass so her panties showed. She was rubbing her cunt up and down my thigh as we danced. Jerry had taken off his jacket and tie. By the growing bulge in the front of his trousers, it was obvious that he was becoming aroused by Robin's wanton sexuality. "Damn, you guys are gonna fuck right in front on me in a minute!" he said. "Its been a long day, and I'm not used to this humidity. I'm gonna jump in the shower." He grabbed a robe and went into the bathroom. I'm sure that he hoped that Robin would join him; when she didn't, he was out in a few minutes.

I was only wearing a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt, no underwear. A damp spot was forming on the front of my shorts from my precum, and my thigh was damp from Robin's wetness.

"Did you think I was going to get in the shower with him?" asked Robin.

"Did you want to?" I replied.

"Did you want me to?" she asked.

"Only if I can come too" was my answer.

"I love you, you kinky bastard." she said.

"I love you, too." I replied.

We both knew what was going to happen. After all, it was just sex, not love. Just before Jerry came out, I reached behind Robin as we danced slowly, and pulled down the zipper to her dress, sliding the straps over her shoulders. The dress fell around her ankles. We were both drunk, our inhibitions numbed, and horny. Robin simply stepped out of the dress and stood in her black lace bra and tiny, french-cut black bikini panties. The panties were soaked and her hard nipples were clearly visible thru the thin bra cups.

Jerry came out of the shower wearing his silk robe, tied loosely around his waist. The top was open, showing a thick patch of black hair on his well developed chest. Robin is one of those women who is really turned on by body hair on men. I have hair covering my whole body, even some on my cock, and while that's a turn off to some women, Robin loves it. When she saw Jerry, her eyes locked on his hairy chest.

"Why don't you dance with Jerry for a little while?" I suggested. "I'll just sit this one out and watch you two."

Robin and Jerry began to dance. Soon he was forcing his leg between hers and she was sliding her pussy up and down it. She was very aroused and trying to rub her nipples against his chest hair.

"You should help the poor lady take her bra off so she can properly rub her tits on your fur, Jerry." I said.

Robin didn't say a word, just looked right in my eyes as Jerry unlatched her bra and pulled it off, letting her tits swing free. She kept looking at me as she pressed her boobs against Jerry's chest. She was so buzzed and so turned on that all she could think about was her pussy sliding on Jerry's leg, her nipples dragging across his chest hair, and her husband watching her from across the room, stripping his clothes off, his prick standing straight up hard against his stomach.

As they writhed together, more fucking than dancing, Jerry's robe came untied and fell open. When she felt Jerry's hard cock press against her, she gasped as she realized the size and weight of it. Jerry's cock was huge, at least 8" long and as thick as Robin's wrist. It was so big that even though erect, it was too heavy to stick straight up. It jutted out at about a 45 degree angle, like a battering ram.

"Go ahead, Baby, you can touch it." I said, "I'm sure Jerry won't object if you stroke it a little."

"Its so fucking big!" cried Robin, as she ran her fingers up the shaft. Jerry's cock twitched as she touched it, and a drop of precum dripped down the head of my pole as I watched my wife playing with another man's hard cock. She slowly stroked her hand up and down the length of the shaft; Jerry began to moan. I stepped behind Robin, bent down and quickly pulled her panties to the floor, leaving her completely naked. Then I grabbed both tits and pinched the nipples hard. She groaned loudly and squeezed Jerry's cock.

"Does that hurt, Baby?" I said.

"Oh god, Yes!" She moaned, "Don't stop!"

Then I said to Jerry, "She loves her nipples pinched and bitten, the pain makes her cum! Touch her, see how wet she is." I put my foot between Robin's ankles and spread her legs as I continued to twist her nipples. Jerry slowly rubbed his fingertips across Robin's cuntlips; she hunched forward against his touch. Jerry stroked Robin's clit and slid two fingers inside her. Then, while I was still holding her by the boobs, he dropped to his knees and buried his tongue in her pussy. Robin squirmed and groaned loudly as Jerry ate her cunt. He licked up and down her slit and sucked her engorged, erect clit between his lips, and flicked her clit with his tongue. Robin had already been on the edge of orgasm; in seconds she was cumming, her pussy juice running into Jerry's face as he kept lapping at her cunt.

Robin was just getting started. She really needed a hot, hard one; and Jerry's was ready. As she pulled him up off his knees, she turned to me and said, "You're really ready to let him fuck me, aren't you?"

"Would you be able to stop now, even if I wanted you to?" I replied. "Its just sex, not love, remember?"

"OK, Baby, you let this get started, now you're just gonna have to watch the fun!"

Robin took Jerry's hard rod and pointed it between her legs. Jerry began thrusting it between her cuntlips, trying to get it inside.

Suddenly, Robin twisted away, pulling loose from my grasp. "No, baby." She said, "You don't get to hold me. You sit on the other bed where I can watch you jerk off. I want you to be able to see this big cock fucking my pussy!"

Robin pulled Jerry down on his back on the bed. She climbed on top of him and guided the thick head of his prick to her cunt. She was staring at me as she began to hump, sliding his hard cock between her wet pussylips, coating it with her juices. "Don't move, lover." she said to Jerry, "Hold very still until I tell you. I want you to be like a statue while I ride your prick!" Then she took his shaft in her hand, parted her cuntlips with the head, and slowly lowered herself, impaling herself on Jerry's rod. Robin let out a gasp as the thick cock split her cunt and penetrated deep inside her. "Don't move!" She cried out, as she began to alternately lift and lower herself, sliding her hot cunt up and down on Jerry's cock; and grind herself 'fore and aft', rubbing her clit against his pubic bone.

Sitting on the other bed, watching that big cock sliding into my wife's slick cunt, was almost more than I could stand. My prick was hard as a granite column and pre-cum was literally dripping down the shaft. "Jerk off for me!" cried Robin, as she used Jerry's cock like it was a dildo. "Stroke your cock! I want to see you cum, Baby!"

That was enough for me! I rubbed the palm of my hand in a circle around the head of my cock, coating it with my slick pre-cum, then I wrapped my hand around the shaft and slowly began stroking myself; going from the base of my shaft, up until my hand closed over the top of my head, squeezing a big drop of pre-cum out of the hole with each stroke.

Robin and I were essentially fucking each other from across the room. Watching me pump my cock while she was 'showing off' with Jerry, had Robin ready to cum; that big cock rocking in her cunt didn't hurt, either. Watching her wantonly enjoying a strange cock pumping into her pussy, and knowing how aroused she was getting by watching me masturbate, had me ready to explode

Seconds later, Robin grabbed Jerry's hands and put them on her tits. "Fuck me hard, now!"sShe screamed, as she began to bounce wildly. "Oh, yesssss! I'm Cuuummmming!" Watching Robin's orgasm wash over her put me over the top; as I stroked and jerked on my cock, it suddenly began to pulsate and a hot stream of thick jism spurted out and landed on my chest. Robin watched, wild eyed and still cumming, as several more spurts of hot cum shot out of my throbbing cock and landed on my chest and belly. Just then, Jerry grunted loudly and his body tensed as he shot loads of spunk deep inside Robin's pussy.

Afterwards, we all laid on the king-sized bed and Jerry and I both massaged Robin and played with her sensitive areas until, turned on once again, she grabbed both of our cocks and began stroking us until we were both hard and ready. This time, we all stayed on our hands and knees and while I pumped my stiff cock into her cunt from behind, I watched her give Jerry the best blow job he'd ever had. Robin licked the shaft and head, then sucked as much as she could down her throat, stroking Jerry's cock with her mouth. Then she'd lick the head with the tip of her tongue again, lapping up the pre-cum that was bubbling out. In a few minutes, Jerry was groaning and thrusting his cock into Robin's mouth as he exploded in orgasm, blasting spurts of hot cum right into Robin's throat. She sucked him dry, swallowing his whole load. The visual was too much for me to stand, and I shot my hot cum deep into her pussy.

After we'd had a rest, Robin jumped up, grabbed the chair and pulled it next to her bed. Then she got me to sit in it and 'tied me down' with the belt from Jerry's robe. Of course, I was naked and my hands were free. Then Robin got on the bed with Jerry and, kneeling over him so her tits hung down, began rubbing her breasts and nipples all over his body. Occasionally, she would suck and lick his cock and balls. Obviously, he was soon very hot and rigid, and my prick was also coming back to life. Robin laid down on the bed, got Jerry to straddle her, and held his cock between her melons so he could fuck her tits. My cock was instantly rock hard and aching for release; I began jacking off, stroking my shaft as fast and as hard as I could. Robin was partly propped up on the pillows; trying to watch me and, at the same time, keep her head up so that she could see Jerry's cockhead push out from between her tits and so she could lap at it with her tongue. Robin's big, soft boobs were too much for Jerry. In a short time, he lost control and began to cum. As his cock thrust between Robin's tits, a thick stream of hot cum splashed against her chin and face. She took the head of his cock in her mouth and sucked him until he was spent. Then, while he was still hard, she pulled his prick inside her where he thrust hard and fast, trying to make her cum. She was on the edge of an orgasm when I began to spurt, the cum pumping up and running back down, all over my cock and hand. Seeing me jerk off made Robin cum hard, thrashing and moaning as Jerry pumped into her.

Finally, we were all exhausted; it was time to go home. We all got into the shower to clean up. Robin got very clean with four hands soaping her up all over. Some parts got extra attention; she lathered us both up, as well. We gave Jerry our number and E-mail address, in case we wanted to get together again, and we headed home, tired but happy.

* * * * *

After our first two adventures, I've realized that I'm an incurable voyeur. Watching Robin expose herself to other men and especially watching another hard cock thrusting in her sexy pussy can nearly make me cum without my prick even being touched. So when we drove down our street and she saw "the lawn man", I was immediately interested in giving my mower a rest and letting him do the work for awhile.

We were just going to the store, driving down the street, when Robin cried out, "Oh Baby, now there's what you can get me for my birthday!"

"Huh?" I said.

"Right there." She said. "The guy on the mower, what a hunk-a-burning love!! He's making me all wet."

I looked up and saw an attractive guy of about 25, riding a mower. Like me, he was very hairy all over his torso, which is a big turn-on for my wife. He was in shorts and shirtless and had a good physique, lots of muscles. I also noticed the phone number on his truck; it was almost Robin's birthday, after all.

The next day, I called the number and a woman answered. I inquired about the lawn service and the woman said she'd send her husband around. Good, I thought, married. Clean and discrete. A few hours later the guy showed up. Luckily Robin was out. I wanted to surprise her, or rather have the lawn man surprise her. He began to pitch his service when I told him that I usually cut my own grass.

"Well, OK. Why did you call, then?" He asked.

Might as well just get to the point, I thought. "Well, actually, my wife saw you working the other day and she really got hot over you." I replied. "So I thought I'd see if you were interested."

"What?!" He stammered.

"Interested in cutting your lawn, or interested in your wife?"

So what if this guy wasn't a brain surgeon, I was fairly certain that Robin wasn't interested in his intellectual capacity. "Mowing the lawn for starters." I told him. "You could make us the last job of the day and when you’re finished, you'd be welcome to cool off in the pool." We have a screened in-ground pool and deck behind the house, with a whirlpool spa on the deck. The back yard is surrounded by a 6-foot wood fence to ensure privacy from the neighbors. "You'll have another account and a pool to jump in at the end of the day, and my wife will get excited watching you work and take her horniness out on me afterwards." To clinch the deal, I showed him a picture of Robin wearing a tight dress that showed off her hourglass figure. Her big tits were pushing up out of the low cut top.

"Wow!" said the lawn man. "She's hot! What do I do if she makes a pass at me? "

"Well, you'll just have to figure that out yourself." I replied. "You could just follow her lead."

"But wouldn't you get pissed if your wife was hitting on me?" He asked.

"Well, let's just say that I've become very understanding." I told him. We agreed that he would cut our lawn on Thursdays, which was the very next day.

When he arrived, Robin was out by the pool, naked as usual, laying on a towel and dozing in the sun. When the lawn man started unloading his mower, I came out and told him that I had to leave for several hours, and reminded him to try the pool when he finished. And then, as I got into my car, I handed him an envelope and asked him if he would hand it to my wife when he saw her as I'd forgotten to give it to her. I drove around the block and parked down the street. When I saw him open the gate and drive his mower into the back yard, I snuck into the house so I could watch the yard and pool area from our bedroom window. When Robin heard the riding mower being driven into the yard, she sat up, grabbed another towel and covered herself. When she saw who it was, she looked back up at the house and smiled. She couldn't see me, but I figured that she knew I was there, watching her.

Robin watched the lawn man as he bounced around the yard on his mower. It was hot and all he was wearing was a pair of loose fitting gym shorts. He was watching Robin as he mowed, realizing that she was naked under the towel that she had draped over her. Robin had slipped a hand under the towel and although she was still covered, it was obvious that she was fingering herself. Robin would masturbate at the slightest provocation these days; and when she got herself off, it just made her hornier for the real thing. As the lawn man mowed and watched my wife play with her pussy under the towel, he too, started to get excited. His cock started to make a bulge in his shorts and he slipped his hand off the steering wheel and rested it in his lap, slowly rubbing himself. Soon the head of his cock popped out from under the leg of his shorts. He just left it out there, bouncing with the motion of the mower. It was a big , thick one and I could see my wife watching it bounce and stiffen. Soon she was finger fucking herself with both hands and the towel started to shift, sliding off her tits, exposing her hard nipples. Now Robin and the lawn man were watching each other touch themselves as she laid on the pool deck and he sat on his mower. Just before he finished mowing, she came. Her moans were drowned out by the mower engine, but she arched her back, lifting her hips off the deck as she orgasmed. My prick was hard from watching Robin masturbate herself in front of this stranger. I wanted to run out and jump on her, but I was afraid I'd scare the lawn man off, so I stripped off my clothes and waited.

Almost as soon as she had relaxed and pulled the towel back up, the lawn man finished and came inside the screenroom. As he walked up to Robin, I could see that the tip of his cock was still showing under the leg of his shorts. "Hi." He said to my wife. "I'm the new lawn man. Your husband hired me. He asked me to give this to you when he left earlier." He handed Robin the envelope. She opened it and found the birthday card inside. I had simply written, 'Happy early birthday, Sweetheart. This is your present. Go for it!' Robin smiled and set the card aside.

"Your husband said that I could use the pool when I was done." The lawn man asked. "Is that OK with you?"

"Sure, anytime." Said Robin.

"Oh, I forgot to bring a suit." The lawn man said, "And I have to wear these shorts home. Do you have a suit I could use?"

Robin smiled at him. "You don't need a suit, we never wear them. It's a house rule here." As she spoke, she sat up, letting the towel fall into her lap, then got up on her knees in front of him; the towel falling to the deck. I could see the lawn man's cock start to twitch and begin to lift the leg of his shorts. "Anyway, it looks like a suit would be too confining for you in your condition." Robin said, as she rubbed her hand across the head of his cock which was peeking out of the leg of his shorts. "Oh, that's a nice one!" she cried, "Let's get those shorts off."

Robin reached up and quickly jerked the lawn man's shorts down around his ankles; his stiffening cock sprung up and bounced against her face. This had all happened too fast for the poor guy; he just stood there dumbfounded. Robin stood up, sliding her tits across the lawn man's ample manhood as she did. She pressed up against him. "Now isn't this better than wearing a nasty old swim suit?" She asked, "Wouldn't you rather swim with me naked? I'll like the feel of your big cock against me in the water."

Robin looked back at the house, toward me, as she gave the lawn man a sexy kiss. I could see her tongue snake into his mouth as she wiggled her naked body against his, her big tits mashed against his chest. She had just reached down to grab his prick when he lost his balance on the edge of the pool and fell backwards, pulling both of them into the water. As they stood up, his feet just touching the bottom, Robin put her arms around his neck to keep her head above water. One of the lawn man's hands was pinching her nipple, the other was below the water. From the way Robin was squirming and moaning, it was obvious that his hand had found its way between her legs and he was playing with her pussy. After a minute, she began to slide herself up and down against him. I knew from experience that she was rubbing her clit against his stiff cock. He threw his head back and started to moan, then he just grabbed her with one arm and lifted her up.

"Not yet!" Cried Robin, "Don't put it in yet! Play with me some more!"

The lawn man didn't even reply. His other hand aimed his cock and he lowered Robin onto his staff and guided it to her cunt. She was trying to make him wait, but like some wild animal, he just fucked her, standing in the pool. As soon as he spread her cuntlips with the head of his cock, he thrust up into her all at once.

"Ohhhhhh, godddd!" Robin cried out, as the lawn man's thick, long cock rammed up into her. "Ohhhhhh, Yes!" She cried, as he pumped her hard and fast, "Ohhhh yes, fuck me, fuck me!"

I couldn't stand watching this from the window any longer. My cock was hard as a marble column and cum was dripping out of the end. Naked and erect, I walked out onto the pool deck. Now Robin had two hairy men, one who already had his cock inside of her.

"Having fun, Baby?" I asked her.

"Ohh, Baby, he's fucking me now!" She moaned, "His cock's so big!"

"Is my Baby going to cum?" I asked, "Are you going to cum with that big cock in your pussy?"

"Oh, yeeesss!!" She screamed, "I'm cumming now! Oh god, I'm cumming! Ohhhh!" Robin bounced up and down as the lawn man thrust into her and made her cum, impaled on his fat cock.

When her orgasm had subsided, the lawn man lifted her up on the side of the pool with her legs hanging over the side. Robin lifted her legs over his shoulders as he touched her pussylips with his tongue and began to slowly lick her cunt up and down. Robin began quivering and moaning as her pussy was eaten out; it was more than I could stand to just watch. I straddled her and put my cock between those big, soft, sexy tits. Robin reached up and pushed them together, surrounding my hard cock in a soft breast sandwich. Every stroke, Robin would stick her tongue out and lap at the head of my cock. The lawn man was sucking her cunt harder now. He was alternating between sticking his tongue in, licking her slit, and sucking on her engorged clit. Robin was about ready to cum again, humping back against his tongue. I could feel that tightness in my balls that signalled that I was about to lose my load. I thrust my prick between her tits faster, using them to get myself off as she wiggled and squirmed underneath me, the lawn man's tongue making her groan with pleasure. Suddenly she tensed and then let out a long, loud moan as she came. Keeping her eyes open as she orgasmed, she looked up at me with that expression that can only mean that she's cumming now. I lost it then; my cock started pulsating and I shot out a big load of milky cum that hit her in the face. I pumped out several more spurts that landed on her neck and boobs. Seeing me blow my load on her made Robin cum again. We fell back, winded.

The lawn man hadn't cum yet. Robin tried to get him out of the pool, she wanted him to fuck her on the deck. "I can't." He cried, "I've never been unfaithful to my wife, and if I don't cum inside of you, it won't count." He seemed really upset by what he'd done. Right, I thought. He's already stuck his cock in my Robin, fucked her and sucked her to orgasms, but if he doesn't cum in her its OK?

Robin respected his wishes, even though his erection said that she could have had him if she'd tried. She slipped back into the pool with him, got him to float on his back, and took his hard cock in her mouth. She sucked him in, circled his head with her tongue, and slid her lips up and down the shaft. Soon his cock was jerking and he was moaning, obviously about to cum. "Finish it for me." Robin told him as she released his cock, "I want to see you cum. Stroke it and make yourself cum."

She was fingering herself under the water as the lawn man took his cock in his hand and jacked himself off until he let out a moan and long streams of thick, white jism shot from his cock and landed on his chest and belly. Robin started cumming again, from her own finger, as she watched the jism spurt out of his cock.

After the lawn man had taken a quick shower to wash his cum off of himself, and Robin's pussy juice off of his face, he came out and started to explain how he didn't mean for things to go that far, because he was faithful to his wife and all. I stopped him in the middle of his explanation. "Its OK." I said, "we understand. And, by the way. You're fired!"

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The End of a Mid-Life Crisis

2005-02-09T01:29:00.000-08:00

The End of a Mid-Life Crisis

I'm an average guy. An average guy with a wife, two young kids, extra pounds, and a nostalgia for the college years. When people talk about a mid-life crisis, I think there are probably several degrees: some men go for the sports cars, others get hair implants and try to pick up young women, and others just try to get back in shape. (And convert all of their record albums to CDs so they can still listen to the good stuff in the minivan.) It's not so much of a mid- life crisis as trying to stop the transition of Joe the Man into Joe the Dad - Home and Garden Maintenance Appliance.

After our kids were born, I think the hormonal shifts just about wiped out my wife's sex drive. She is just not interested, except perhaps seasonally. It has been a drag, but she is still my best friend, and all other aspects of family life have been topnotch. If only she felt the passion for me that I do for her! My displays of affection are rejected the majority of the time, even if it is just a hug, a kiss, or a quick cuddle in bed. Most of the time she did not want intimacy, saying she had to be in the mood. And if I persisted, well, the emotional rejection was more than I could take. I learned to not think of her sexually; just as a friend, unless there were clear signals. I mean, do you rock the boat with discussions that put her on the defensive and annoy her, or do you make the best of it and hope for improvement?

Well, after ten years of marriage, Do Not Annoy Your Wife becomes a high priority. The few discussions we have had confirmed she is committed to our marriage, and a recent family trip with all the in-laws demonstrated that in all of the tangible ways, we are a solid couple. Just maddeningly platonic...

So here I am: middle-aged, still a handsome man according to the women at work, but a little overweight. Kind of like Nick Nolte, but better looking. I have a short beard and mustache; my wife likes it and says it makes me look like one of the 3 Musketeers. So anyway, I thought that if I got back in shape, I could rekindle some of the homefires. I started working out, swimming at lunchtime at the Y, lifting weights, trying to cut back on my dinner portions (pity that I'm a good cook), and work on my high blood pressure. After six months I accomplished some significant toning and shaping, but no weight reduction. Oh well, patience. The homefires had indeed improved, to where my wife and I made love twice in the same month! A five year record. However, most of the time we were status quo. And with exercising came an increased level of testosterone and the net result was that I was just as horny as ever.

Meanwhile, as much as I fantasized about serendipitous sex to take the pressure off, it didn't seem likely to ever happen. And though there were a couple of possibilities for affairs with women at work, they were trouble: too young to be discreet, and/or too likely to fall in love with me. I do not want to break anyone's heart or destroy my marriage. So, I kept fantasizing. Just like you do when you are young and think you will never, ever get a girlfriend...

I was at the Y that day and had been swimming my usual workout of a mile in the pool, but because I was sore from lifting weights the previous day, I decided to quit halfway and go soak in the jacuzzi. It was a Tuesday, and that is usually a slow day, not many people there at all. Lou was swimming slowly with his fins in the far lane; he would be there for the next half hour. A couple of women were in the shallow end using floats to do their aqua-aerobics. Lest your imaginations run way ahead of you, let me assure you that the majority of noontime users of the Y are retired senior citizens. There are some who just bob around in the shallow end of the pool, some who do aqua aerobics, and others who swim laps like me. (Pretty humbling when you first start back and some 70 year old dusts you in the next lane.) My point though is that noon at the Y is not Baywatch. However, you will occasionally see some women that make you go "Hmmm."

I walked into the jacuzzi room and turned on the jets. It's in a separate room from the pool, located between the locker rooms so as to be co-ed. The water was pretty hot and I settled into the deepest seat so that the jets would work my upper back. A few minutes later, a small Asian woman came in. I had seen her some weeks before in the pool and remembered that she wasn't a bobber, but had done some slow laps- just relaxing. I hadn't paid much attention to her at the time. (She had been wearing a plastic shower cap in the pool, so I had assumed she was older. I mean, last week there was an old guy who wore a tank top t-shirt, khaki dress shorts and a black leather belt in the pool. ) I recognized her now by her body shape, the swimsuit, and of course, that shower cap. We exchanged timid smiles and she slowly stepped in. As she was getting in, she turned her back to me and I got a longer look at her body. She was slim - not like a teenager, but clearly a women who took care of herself. She had a woman's hips, a nice butt, and her legs looked strong. Her breasts were small but looked firm. Her arms looked toned, and she had pretty hands with long, tapered nails. Large diamond ring.

She finally sat down and turned toward me. I smiled and said hello. She gave me a brief smile and said hi, then leaned her head back and closed her eyes. From the way she said hi, I thought that she wasn't an immigrant; her voice was clear and had no accent. Well, her eyes were closed, she was older than I was, so there was no room within courtesy to just strike up a conversation if she was interested in personal relaxation time. I looked up at the clock and noted I had about 20 minutes before I should head back to work. I examined her face, trying to see what else I could deduce about her. She was certainly attractive. She had a smooth face, just some laugh lines around her eyes. She had real eyebrows, a small-but-not-squashed nose and lovely lips. Her eyes were brown, of course, and pretty. I tried to guess her age and decided that, given all the factors, she was probably about 45-50. She looked younger than that, but that shower cap skewed things. I could see that her hair was dark through the cap, but that was it.

After a few minutes, she lifted her head and looked around. I smiled and said something inane about the water temperature. She agreed that the water was hot, and seeing my goggles on the deck behind me, asked if I had been swimming.

"Yes, " I said, "I try to swim a mile each day during lunch." She nodded and started to lean her head back again, but I asked, "Do you swim too?"

Looking a me a bit more intently, she said, "Yes, sometimes. Today I just wanted to soak."

As she said this I raised my left hand to wipe some water from my chin, to show her my ring (See? I'm safe, I thought).

"You come here during lunch you said? Do you work nearby?" she asked.

"Yes, I'm an engineer at Ponderous Data Corp here in town. I come here on my lunch hour. My name is Joe, Joe Black."

"Oh, don't you go home and see your wife?"

"No, she works too, and the kids are in daycare. She has a stressful job and tends to work more too much. Between work and the kids, she is pretty tired out."

"Do you help her around the house?"

"Oh yeah, I do most of the cooking and a lot of the cleaning too."

"Do you...Well, that is good." She looked away to the clock. "How old are your children?" She asked.

"I have a boy and a girl, ages 3 and 5, " I said smiling. “They're great. Someday I'll bring them here to learn to swim. Do you have any children?"

"Oh yes, but my children are grown, I'm going to be a Grandma soon." She looked at me with a challenge in her eye, daring me to comment. (I love flirting.)

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"Really?!" I said, "you don't look old enough to have grandkids, you don't look any older than me." (yes, this was rather bald, but it established some basis for inquiring about my age. I look young - I hear it all the time and wanted to get us on a more even footing.)She smiled and said, "Oh? And how old are you, young man?"

I assumed an air of dignity and with a slight smile replied that I was 36.

"Ah, well, you know what you're about then, don't you, " she said nodding, before glancing away to the clock.

"What is your name?" I asked. She appeared not to have heard me, but something told me she didn't want to answer the question. She appeared to be thinking about something. I could see that I was starting to lose ground, that I wasn't being interesting. I tried to think of something interesting to say, something provocative to make the conversation spicier. But I wasn't coming up with much and trying to think of a way to compliment her body when she stretched her arm out and started rubbing her shoulder. (Perhaps an opening??)

"Are your muscles sore?" I asked.

"Yes...my shoulder and back are stiff, I was hoping that the hot tub would help."

Here goes...I thought. "Would you like me to massage it for you?"

"No thank you." And she leaned her head back to rest.

(Rats! Okay, what can you expect...)

I leaned back too, the heat was nice, the roar of the jets muffling other sounds. I heard the outer door open and saw Lou walk past the inner doorway heading to the locker room from the pool. He doesn't use either the jacuzzi or sauna after swimming. I closed my eyes too and was daydreaming when I felt her foot on my leg. Startled, I sat up and looked at her. She was rubbing her shoulder again and I assumed the touch had been an accident. However...

"Would you rub my back for me?" (!!!)

"Sure, " I said.

She turned sideways on the bench and presented her back to me. I dutifully started at the base of her neck and started smoothing to her shoulders. She wasn't fleshy by any means and I could definitely feel some knots on her neck muscles and between her shoulder blades. The straps of her one-piece bathing suit didn't interfere too much because the back scooped fairly low. I started massaging, trying to recall techniques from the Playboy Sensual Massage book, and trying to remember the spinal cord nerve chart I had seen in my chiropractor's office. I applied more pressure to the knots and she didn't object. She dropped her head a bit and seemed to relax. Trouble was, this was an awkward position for me. My arm kept banging into the wall and a water jet was spraying my side.

"Why don't you rest your arms on the deck, I can reach you better that way." She looked over her shoulder at me for a moment with a calculating look and then turned and faced the wall, her knees sliding down the reclined bench to rest against the wall. I knelt on the floor of the jacuzzi behind her and kept working on the pressure points. I noticed that one of the wall jets was shooting past her thigh and that her breasts were just below the roiling surface. Looking up, I saw the security camera looking down at us. (Hmmm. I will have to be discrete.) The monitor was in the lifeguard room, but behind the lifeguard chair. In general the lifeguards didn't pay much attention to it, instead watching the pool. And it's a small black and white monitor, about 5x5 inches. Not good for detail, just whether there were people in the jacuzzi or not. Hopefully we were not being actively watched.

I was really enjoying the feel of her skin and thinking about how to progress with this situation when I remembered that the nerves that go from the spine to the breasts are right about there... Starting on her neck, I pressed my thumbs into the muscles to either side of her spine and held them there with a gentle circling motion for about 20 seconds, then released and moved about an inch lower and repeated it. Doing so blocks the nerves and deadens the area, helping the muscles to relax. Releasing pressure tends to leave a tingling feeling as sensation returns. I got to the area between the shoulder blades where the breast nerves originate from, and pressed like before, circling gently so it wouldn't be painful, held it a little bit longer, I wanted this to work...okay, release and move on...

She had been resting her chin on her arms, and now she let her head roll to the side and let out a small sigh. Her pretty lips were flushed red from the heat and gently parted- relaxed. With any luck, this meant that her nipples were now tingling to the renewed sensation of the jacuzzi. Time for step 2. I continued on a bit farther, then moved my hands back to her neck, massaging her shoulders a bit, setting up the next move. I started trailing my fingers firmly down her spine, all the way to her hips, several times in what I think is referred to as a "cleansing" motion. I then started the pressure points again, but this time moving more quickly to the breast nerve area, holding for just a tad longer so that the sensation would work again, and then headed south to the big target - the pelvic nerves.

My hands were flat on her lower back, my fingers curving around her waist as I worked the pressure points. This was delicious, I was getting very hard in my excitement. (Don't Even Think About It! Stay With The Program! No Improv!) Press, hold, circle...massage with the fingers a bit... I was watching her face intently to see how I was doing... Little beads of sweat were glistening on her face. I wanted to kiss them away... There it was, a deep breath and a sigh, a slight smile on those lovely lips, her hand clenching slowly and relaxing. She was relaxed and feeling good.

I slowly lifted my hands and trailed them up her sides, up to her neck and back down. My thumbs were trailing alongside her spine but my palms were rubbing her whole back and my fingers were reaching around her sides towards her breasts. This was the critical time, how would she react to the suggestion of my hands moving toward her breasts? There were no sounds from the locker room doorways; the rumble of the jets and steam rising off the jacuzzi seemed to create a curtain, removing us from the mundane world.

Suddenly she lifted her head, and I started to back off, but then she turned her head to face the other way and lay back down, the same smile still on her face. (Cool.) I slid my hands down to her waist a final time, moved them forward just a bit and started working my way upwards with gentle swirling motions. I watched her face as I neared the bottom of her breasts, continuing upward...and started moving my fingertips farther away from them, more onto her back, with each rub. Would she notice? Would she frown? She closed her mouth...and pushed backwards. My fingertips brushed the edges of her breasts!

OH YEAH! I swear I almost came right then. I was seeing flashes of light from the excitement. Careful not to shake, I slowly worked my hands forward until I was massaging her breasts. This was heavenly! I hadn't been this excited in years. She was definitely smiling now! I kept massaging and started pinching her nipples between my fingers. She raised her head, but her mouth was open and her eyes were still closed. She shifted her body over a few inches so that the water jet was spraying over her yoni.

I was really turned on now! I was making this women happy! Me! Yeah! I started to move myself a bit closer and slide one of my hands down her tummy, but with a quick shake of her head she said, "No!" sharply. I backed off and kept fondling her nipples. They were small and hard and felt wonderful to my fingers. She was moving her hips now, playing the jet all over her yoni. She was biting her lip and shaking her head back and forth; her hands were splayed and stiff were they pushed against the rim of the jacuzzi. I obligingly pulled on her nipples to help her hold her position over the jet. Her head shot up and she began to buck and convulse. She gave a small screech that was barely audible above the roar of the jacuzzi, and then relaxed, dropping her head down, gasping for breath. I gently rubbed her whole breasts with each hand, helping her come down. This was GREAT!! I leaned my head forward to nuzzle her ear.

Suddenly she held up her hand, motioning me back. I let go and moved back to the opposite bench (not far). She continued breathing heavily, her hand still in the air.

"Should I go?" I said softly.

She shook her head, but continued to hold her hand up. I settled back as she slowly turned around and sat down, her head tipped back, eyes closed. Much the same positions that we both had been in earlier. I waited, watching her face, savoring the excitement of the chase, the thrill of capture and the heady rush of victory. I had not seduced her, but I had definitely pleasured her, and it really made me feel good.

After a couple minutes, she raised her head slightly and looked at me through narrowed eyes, her pretty lips pulling into a scowl (???), as the steam from the jacuzzi boiled around us. Sitting up, she moved closer to me along the bench. I did my best to wipe my shit-eating grin from my face and used my big brown eyes to their best advantage, trying to look respectful yet interested. I wanted her to feel in control, and not embarrassed. I needn't have worried. She came closer, to within inches of my face. I wondered if I should kiss her. I wanted to kiss her! But her eyes held me back.

"Young man, I have not been handled like that in all my LIFE!" she said fiercely in a whisper. (Uh-Oh!)"You think you are so clever, taking advantage of a poor old women like that! My husband will cut your balls off, if I don't first!" (Yikes!) I started to stammer an apology, saying I that I had just done it for her, but she cut me off by pinching my nipple. Hard.

OOHHH BABY! My cock lurched and my prostate gave a couple pumps in a micro-orgasm! If there is one thing I know I like, it is having my nipples bitten or pinched with long fingernails. I have loved long fingernails since I was in 3rd grade, with my math teacher, Mrs. Tomke. That was in the early 70's and she was Italian with a lush body, long brown hair, a mini-skirt, tights, knee boots, and long tapered nails. Not these squared-off gopher claws you see so often these days. I can still remember being scolded by her for not doing my homework, her finger inches from my face, her other hand gripping my arm tightly, her nails digging into my arm. (Whew, come back, come back). I have never had spanking fantasies or been interested in being dominated, but if she had behaved any less professionally, well maybe...pity time travel doesn't work...

Fresh pain in my nipple brought me back to reality, that, and her other hand sliding up my thigh. "Let's see how you like it, " she said. (Oops the grin was back) "Ah, you think you will enjoy this, do you??"

I licked my lips and started to nod. Her nails dug into my thigh.

"Well, you will not!" she snarled, "Not unless I say so. And if you make a sound, I will stop. You are not to touch me again, understand?!" Her hand resumed sliding up my thigh. I nodded. (Holy Shit! I had a Dragon Lady in my lap!)

Her fingers slipped underneath my swimshorts; her other hand rolled and pinched my nipple gently. (Oh God I was loving this.) She leaned forward and bit me lightly on the neck. I stifled a deep moan, exhaling heavily. She paused at the sound, smiled craftily, and started to squeeze my balls - pulling and squeezing like she was milking them. (Oh God in Heaven! Don't take me now, I don't want to miss any of this!!)

Lifting me by the balls so that my nipples were above the water, she bent down and began licking the other one. Her nails were digging into my sac, threatening to tear it off. (Was she serious!? Oh God, and I'm going to LIKE it too!) She stroked and pulled and squeezed for a couple of minutes, all the while pleasuring my nipples with her fingers and tongue. I wasn't going to last long, being so unused to these sensations.

Suddenly she bit down and my back arched off the wall, my legs ramrod stiff before me. She pushed her thumb against the base of my cock and rubbed her fingers over my prostate area behind my balls. I stifled a yell from the pain and pleasure as my prostate tried to pump and was blocked! Mini-orgasms thumped through my brain! She stopped rubbing but continued to bite and hold, flipping her tongue against my nipple. I could feel a direct line of fire between my nipple and my cock. The throbbing slowly abated, the main orgasm back on hold.

Releasing my balls, she sat up and straddled one of my legs. She placed both palms flat on my chest and started moving them in small circles, rubbing gently over my nipples, much as I had done to her. I started to speak, but she held up her finger in my face. I was barely in control of myself now, I wanted to turn her over on the side of the jacuzzi and fill her completely. I lashed out with my tongue to lick her fingertip, but she pulled back with a glare and hard pinch. She formed her hand into a claw and placed her nails against my face. I growled deep inside and started to lean forward in spite of myself. With a fierce grin she slowly, lightly ran her nails down my face, over my chest, across my nipple, (oh that hurt so good!) and down to my crotch where it was joined by the other hand to lightly fondle my cock through my suit.

All this time her eyes held mine, superior, daring me to move. I smiled, turned up the wattage on my eyes and looked hungrily into hers. She settled back, sliding both hands inside my suit and lightly stroked my cock and balls while she ground herself against my leg. I could feel my already over-pressured prostate swell even more as she continued to fondle me. God I wanted to kiss her! Bite her! Kiss her! Pump her body full of my seed! But still she held me with the promise in her eyes.

As if sensing how much closer and closer my cock was to exploding, her touches became lighter and lighter until all of a sudden she bit me quickly on the nose, stood up, and climbed out of the spa. I was surprised and started to stand, but she whirled around, pointed her lovely finger at me and said, "Stay there! Don't ever do that ever again!" And with a smile she left.

I waited a few minutes, but had to get out of the jacuzzi - I was too hot. And my raging hard-on could have knocked down trees. There was no way it was going to subside without a cold shower (and probably a quick trip to one of the bathroom stalls). I stumbled over to get my things when the outer door to the pool opened and the eighteen year old lifeguard looked in with his eyes big as saucers and a stunned expression on his face. I just had to laugh. Ahh, the ignorance of youth. A half hour later I left, feeling better about myself than I had in years. I got in my minivan, put "Rush - Moving Pictures", in the CD player and cranked it. Nobody noticed I was late getting back to work.

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Mountain Air

2005-02-09T01:28:00.000-08:00

Mountain Air

Ever since I first met her, my wife Danielle has been extremely daring sexually. The first time I ever saw her was on Spring Break of my last year in college, when she (having drank a little too much) was up on the bar of a club, putting on a one woman strip show. Danielle is quite beautiful, with 30c-24-26 measurements and I didn't notice her on stage putting on her little performance until her halter top was flung across the club floor, landing at my feet as I sat talking to my friends. After that moment, I slowly began to fall in love with her. I met up with her as she was leaving the club, we hooked up for the remainder of my vacation and dated for the next year, before I decided that she was too great a girl to pass up and we got married on her 20th birthday.

I knew that she had come from a storied sexual past when I first started dating her. Often times just hearing her talk about having sex with two or three men (and sometimes women) at a time was enough to get me aroused and I would take her to the bedroom and fuck her silly. She is a total nymphomaniac, looking for sex whenever she can get it. Or at least she was until we got married. After she got that ring on her finger, Danielle settled down and used all of her sexual energy on me, for which I was very grateful.

But in the two years we had been married, things had kind of simmered down in bed. That's not to say that the sex still wasn't great; it was. It's just that we had tried just about everything possible that two people can do together. Taking an initiative to try and get both of our libidos out of the rut we were in, I signed us up for a week long trek through the mountains. That's another thing about Danielle - she would like nothing better than to spend weeks on end hiking through the woods, enjoying nature. Her looks reflect that: Her dark brown hair, contrasted with her naturally olive skin, and her emerald green eyes make her appear like she could be an earth goddess who rose from the soil.

The hiking trip would entail us going up and down two mountains in a week's time, accompanied by a group of other nature enthusiasts. After a 3 hour drive to the base of the mountain we unloaded our gear and went in to meet everyone we would be spending the next week with. Danielle is a very outgoing person, so she wasted no time getting to know everyone there. The group consisted of 20 people, most of them in their late 40s or so. I had been on many of these type of hiking trips before and knew that these older people would have a problem keeping up with the 5 or 6 of us who were still in the prime of our youth. Danielle introduced me to two college guys, Chris and Tim, and the four of us stood there talking and joking for a few minutes. When Danielle walked off to go talk to the ranger in charge of the hike, I saw Chris and Tim staring at her ass as she walked off. Normally, this would bother me a bit. But it must have been something in the mountain air, or the majestic-ness of the forests around the base of the mountain, that instead of being bothered by it, I actually felt a small stir in my pants as I envisioned both of them double teaming her. This had long been a fantasy of mine that I hadn't ever shared because no matter how great the fantasy sounded, there was always a nagging part in my mind that I knew would feel jealous. So with the refreshing atmosphere of the mountain, I set my inhibitions aside and decided I wouldn't worry about anything that happened on the trip.

After the park ranger gave his speech about the hike, we all set off for a week long trek through nature. We would get about two thousand feet up today, and then stop at a cabin base for the night, and spend the rest of the trip camping out at various spots on the mountain. After about the first hour of the climb, people became more friendly with each other and started mingling together, rather than staying in their own little separate parties. Because of the closeness in our ages, Danielle asked if it would be alright if we hiked with Chris and Tim. Now, I'm not stupid. Sure, they were close to us in age, but I also knew that both would be considered handsome men. Combined with the fact that the two guys and Danielle had been flirting on and off all day, I knew that this would be a natural choice. I tried to stay in the conversation, but being the "old man" of the group, I often times felt like a fourth wheel. However, I took comfort in knowing that at the end of the day, I would be the one sleeping with Danielle, not them. Or at least I thought I would.

Night began to fall quickly as we moved up the mountain, and for the last half an hour part of the climb, everyone was carrying lanterns to guide their way. When we finally reached the cabin, I collapsed onto the bed in exhaustion from not only the hike but the three hour drive there AND waking up at 4am to start the drive. Danielle meanwhile, was still very lively and awake, and sat down next to me to start unpacking our packs. The group got together about an hour later for dinner, and then everyone retired to our separate bungalows in the cabins. I again fell on the bed and waited for Danielle to get undressed and join me. Tired as I was, I was definitely in the mood for sex.

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"Hon, do you mind if before I go to bed I smoke a cigarette? I won't be long," asked Danielle, leaning against the door way.

She knew I detested the little vice of hers, but since we were on vacation and I was so tired, plus that mountain air again, I told her it was alright, and she walked out the door. Expecting her back in a few minutes, I laid my head back on the pillow, put my feet up on the bed and struggled in vain to stay awake till she got back. I knew I had dozed off when I woke up and looked at the little travel clock and knew I had been sleeping for 45 minutes. Danielle still was not back, and now I was worried. Getting my clothes and shoes back on quickly, I walked outside of the cabin into the area in front of the cabin complex.

It was almost totally pitch black there in the forest, as all of the other hikers had gone to bed. Walking around our cabin, as well as all of the others, I still couldn't find Danielle. I was about to be panicked when I noticed way off deep in the woods the light from a lantern. While it probably wasn't the best idea to go out into the woods without a light, I hoped that maybe Danielle was with whoever was out there, or that maybe they had seen her go off somewhere. Boy did I not have any idea how right I would be.

Thanks to the cloudless night, I could see about 10 feet in front of me as I made my way through the woods. When I had entered the woods, the lantern seemed to be moving away from me, and I wasn't convinced that it wasn't an allusion or swamp gas or something, but the light finally stopped and I wasn't too far behind, walking slow enough so as not to make too much noise and scare whoever it was. It would have been awful if they had mistaken me for an animal and shot me or something. Finally, the light was close enough that I could see that the people had stopped inside of a clearing. There were three of them, two men and one woman. As I drew nearer, my heart raced, as I realized the woman was my wife.

Danielle was leaning against a rock that was jutting from the ground, facing me. I had taken a position about 30 feet away from the clearing, behind a pair of crisscrossed trees so that I wouldn't be seen. In the flickering light of the kerosene lantern, I knew right away that the two guys were Tim & Chris.

Tim walked over to my wife and stood beside her, unfastening her beautiful hair from the pony tail it had been in all day. My wife shook her head and her gorgeous hair fell down to her shoulders. Stepping behind her, Tim began to massage her shoulders as my wife laid her head back against his chest, her eyes closed in enjoyment. Chris meanwhile was leaning against a nearby tree directly across from me, arms crossed, enjoying the show. My heart raced further as I saw Tim glide his hand down to my wife's breast, cupping it with his hand. Tim was a huge man compared to my 5'2 wife. His arms were as big around as she was, and his chest was very well defined. His hair however, gave away his youth, as it was a blond tousled mess. Chris meanwhile was even taller than Tim, though not as built. He had a finely chiseled chin, and hair that was basically the color of my wife's. One would think he was her brother if not for his dark blue eyes. As Tim kneaded her breast with his hand through her white tank top, I saw my wife's arm move around her back to the front of his pants. A few seconds later I saw her pull away his belt and fling it to the ground. Tim's other hand had slid down from my wife's breasts and were busy making there way into her khaki shorts and what I can only assume were her panties.

Chris walked over to my wife now and stood in front of her. With Tim still playing with her tits, slowly getting her shirt and bra off, Danielle unzipped Chris' pants and pulled out his cock. I could see from here that he was at least two inches bigger than me, and already hard. My wife wasted no time, and took his cock in her mouth in one swift motion. In my lifetime, I had never gotten a better blowjob than the one's my wife would give me, and I knew that these guys were in for the experience of a lifetime. Tim had now seated himself on the rock where my wife had been and he placed her on his lap. I could see her grinding her shorts across his erection while his busy hands slid her top off of her. In the next second, her bra was on the ground, and my wife's beautiful breasts were in the night air. Her nipples are very large and a deep brown, deeper than even her skin. Tim continued to play with her breasts, pulling her off of sucking Chris' cock long enough to kiss her and pull her nipples up to his mouth.

While all this was going on, my wife was having a great time. Her face displayed perfectly what she was feeling, as her mouth went from a look of sheer ecstasy when her nipples were being sucked (that is the most sensitive part of her body), to an "O" shape as she moaned with Chris' dick in her mouth. All this excitement was enough to get me going as well, as I pulled out my own dick and began stroking it, careful to keep myself out of sight.

Tim had had enough of Chris being the only one getting any action, so he stood my wife up and pulled her away from Chris' dick. Chris didn't seem to mind what happened next, as he continued stroking his meat by himself. After my wife had stood up, Tim reached around to the front of her shorts and unzipped and slid them, and her little red panties, down to the ground. Standing there naked except for her old hiking boots, my wife looked absolutely stunning in the lantern light. Her full form could now really be seen, and though I had seen it everyday for the last two years, I knew that Chris and Tim were both shocked at how radiant she was. Her legs were long for her height, and were definetely one of her best features. They extended all the way up to her mound area, which had been neatly shaved clean with the exception of a small tuft that I liked her to keep for when I would eat her out. Stepping out of her shorts, my wife got down on her bare knees and began sucking Chris off again.

It was hard to tell from my viewpoint, but my wife seemed to be using her best tricks on this young stud, running her tongue all over his shaft, making sure to pay extra special attention to the foreskin and the bottom of the shaft. Chris threw his head back in total heaven, as he ran his hand through my wife's hair while she sucked him off. I was able to make out very clearly however, Tim removing his clothes and getting underneath my wife as she spread her legs to accommodate him. My wife shifted her concentration from Chris (though she continued to jack him with her hand) and slowly slid herself down to a squat right above Tim's cock. Tim was even more well hung than Chris, at least 11 inches. My wife used her left hand to jerk Chris, while she used her right to spread her pussy lips as she guided herself onto his meat. Wiggling her way down, my wife had very quickly taken in all of his cock. Focusing her attention back on Chris, she let Tim set the pace for their fucking. Thrusting his hips up and down into my wife, her head bobbing on Chris cock, the shadows cast by this little threesome into the light of the lantern would have made a funny scene. But I was too busy watching one of my deepest fantasies come true to even pay attention.

They had to have been going at it for a while, but finally Chris' orgasm must have been arriving, as he stepped back from my wife and began jerking his cock quickly in front of my wife's face. She had her tongue sticking out and her mouth wide open, ready for the sticky cum to splash all over her hot naked body like the cum slut that she had become right before my very eyes. Chris' stream of cum erupted from his cock, hosing my wife's face and mouth down. I could see the sticky goo reflected in the light of the lantern, covering her lips and cheeks, as well as some dripping onto her chin. Danielle licked her lips clean, and proceeded to suck off all the remaining cum from Chris' cock. Finally zipping up his pants, Chris stood back and watched the show once more.

My wife's pace had become frenzied while Chris was cumming, and this must have been helping Tim get close to the edge.

"Uhh...baby, I'm close," I could hear him grunt.

These were the magic words for my wife, as she knew what to do next to get him off: Talk dirty.

"Come on baby, do it. Come on, I know you can. You like the feel of my hot cunt around your cock don't you. Come on baby, shoot your hot cum into me. I wanna feel it on my pussy walls, do it! Come on...yea, that's it. Oh baby, I'm almost there, I can feel ya, keep it up ahhahhhhaAHHHHH!!!!" moaned my wife loudly, the sound echoing through the woods. My orgasm arrived at about the same time as theirs as I shot my own wad onto a pile of nearby leaves. Tim thrust up into her once more and then he too grunted and moaned as he shot his cum deep into my wife's hot and wet pussy. My wife slowed down her pace and then finally laid herself on Tim's chest. Not wanting to get noticed after their little tryst, I quickly made my way back to the cabin and laid in bed waiting for my wife to arrive back. She was close behind me this time, sliding into bed and curling up next to me. I could still smell the cum of both her and the two men on her body. I drifted off to sleep with her in my arms, dreaming dreams of what lay ahead for the rest of the week...

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Lauren's Revenge

2005-02-09T01:26:00.000-08:00

Lauren's Revenge

I followed Lauren's sensuous cooing into the bedroom. "Are you ready to play?" she called out as soon as I entered the house. By the time I found her draped over the bed, her syllables slurred together in soft moans of "I can't wait to be all filled up."

And I couldn't wait to comply! But I quickly found out that Lauren had another game--and another player--in mind.

My wife rose from our bed just as I was set to leap upon her. She held me at arm's length, reducing me to an eyes-only ravishing. Her gown was new; a combination of lace and silk that elegantly revealed the black lace bra, thong, garter belt and stockings beneath. Lauren has the lines of a Victoria Secret model--slender but with a generous swelling under her bra and breathtaking curves down her torso, hips and thighs. Hers is a body to get lost in.

"You like what you see?" she purred, stepping in close to me even as she gently pushed my arms away from her.

"Yesss," I hissed, my voice signaling the explosion building within me.

"Perfect," she whispered. Her hot breath in my ear only fanned the flames that she had so quickly stoked in me. "I want you on fire tonight."

Her hands brushed my sport coat off my shoulders, then quickly loosened my tie and unbuttoned my shirt. Even as I slipped it off, her fingers unfastened my belt and the buttons that held up my pants. As she pushed my briefs to the floor, I kicked off my shoes and socks and stood naked before her. I'd never been stripped so quickly and efficiently.

"What's the rush?" I teased, running my hand up her leg.

"You were late getting home...and I have such plans for tonight."

"How promising..."

Lauren chuckled and stopped her movements long enough to meet my eyes. She held them with a fiery stare. "You have no idea."

The sudden change in expression shook me, and my pause gave Lauren the opportunity to push my frame into the chair behind me. Moving deftly, she stepped behind the chair and pulled both my arms behind me. The feel of soft rope coiling around my wrists didn't alarm me, as Lauren and I have often bound each other to some degree. In fact, I didn't sense anything alarming until she'd immobilized my feet as well, and began rolling the chair into the large walk-in closet.

Once inside, Lauren lowered herself into my lap. The soft hairs of her pussy tickled my erection while she rubbed her gown against my bare nipples. "I'll bet Jessie never did this for you."

Jessie.

Jessie was one of the field reps I managed, and at a sales convention two months previous, she'd wound up in my bed for a couple nights.

"Oh, god....Listen to me, Lauren. I didn't mean for it to happen. You don't understand..."

Lauren cut off my protest. "Did you sleep with her?"

Tied in a chair, naked, with my wife on my lap, it was impossible to look away. But I tried.

"Yes or no?"

"Yes."

"And did you fuck her?"

Lauren rarely speaks of sex in any way but euphemisms, so the explicit phrasing of the question startled me.

"Yes," I whispered.

"For two nights?"

By now I could only nod.

"I understand as much as I need or want to. One night I could blame on booze, or her, or temporary insanity. Two nights means *you* wanted her. You wanted to fuck that blonde pair of tits. You took her to bed and then you asked her back. And everyone there knew it."

Lauren's hand yanked my chin up until her eyes locked into mine. "How can I ever see the people you work with again? You were a prick, and an indiscreet one at that. You've humiliated me."

"I'm sorry, babe....I really am."

Lauren chuckled again, the sound rising from the back of her throat and washing over me like a thick blanket. "No," she whispered, her hand tightening under my chin and her face bearing down on mine. "Not nearly as sorry as you will be."

Lauren pushed herself off my lap and stepped out of the closet. "Don't look so confused, dear. I'm about to fulfill one of your great fantasies. Watch me--and enjoy...if you can. Just remember, humiliation is a two-way street." And then the door swung shut.

Peering between the door's louvers I could see out into the room--just as I could in innumerable fantasies. Seeing my wife make love to another man was of course the fantasy Lauren referred to; I'd often whispered it to her as we watched porn flicks or traded midnight confessions. I'd even held out the slim hope that one day I'd see it come true. Now I only hoped I was misinterpreting all the signals.

And then the doorbell rang.

"See me soon," Lauren said as she walked from the room.

For the next...I don't know, half hour?...I strained to make sense of the odd noises that filtered up the stairs and into my closet prison. The discomfort of my trussed up limbs paled in comparison to not knowing who was downstairs reaping the benefit of my stupidity. I cursed the drunkenness that led me to follow Jessie to her room, and the ego that goaded me into begging for a chance to improve my sodden performance. I'd hoped my overwhelming guilt afterward would be the only price I'd have to pay, that I could simply spend the rest of my life trying to forget the stupid thing I'd done.

But I had been indiscreet--drunk fools have that tendency. People had seen. And someone had told.

As I ran through my list of possible squealers, the indistinct voices from downstairs grew closer and clearer as my wife and her soon-to-be lover moved up the stairs. Then, I heard *his* voice.

"As beautiful as you look, my dear, I'd follow you anywhere."

I had my rat.

But Richard was about to have my wife. Even as they stepped into my line of sight, I saw Richard's hand tracing the curve of Lauren's ass.

Lauren positioned herself directly in front of the closet door, even managing to look directly at my hiding place as she pulled the ribbon that held close the filmy gown. I fought back the agonizing cry that climbed in my throat as I watched my chief sales rival brush the silk and lace down my wife's arms. My gut burned and tears formed in my eyes.

"You ain't seen nothing yet," my wife cooed. She was talking to Richard, but I was sure her words were intended for my ears.

"Neither have you," Richard laughed and started to undo his belt. Lauren placed her hands on his, stopping the action. "No, let me."

Deliberately, my wife went to work on Richard's shirt, working free the buttons over his torso, pausing to run her hands over the skin beneath the cloth. She stepped closer to him as she worked, rubbing her legs and crotch against him. When Richard's shirt fell to the floor, she clasped herself to him in a long, wet kiss.

"Oh, god," Richard panted as they pulled apart. "And to think all this time I thought you didn't like me."

"Foolish boy...I'm not my husband."

"Speaking of foolish boys..." Richard laughed again. "How could he fuck around with a sexy woman like you is at home? Imagine what he'd say if he could see us now?"

"Just imagine," Lauren said as she brought her mouth to his.

When their lips separated, Lauren lowered herself, massaging Richard's legs as she knelt before him. "Just why are the two of you such..."

"Enemies?" supplied Richard. "Because we compete. Over everything. The boss's attention. Parking spaces. The corner offices. Even customers. What I have he wants. And what he has, I want."

Richard's words grew thicker as Lauren moved her massaging hands to the front of his pants. "Ummm," she sighed, "and what you have, I want." Her fingers undid Richard's belt and pants button, and I heard his zipper slide down as Lauren tugged off trousers. Straining beneath his silk briefs, Richard's cock was obviously bigger than mine. I could barely make up Lauren's whispered "oh my" as she ran her small hand over the bulge.

"I know something that you have that my husband most definitely doesn't," she said at last, her fingers working into the waistband and pulling down his briefs. "And now I want it."

Lauren gasped as Richard's cock sprang into full view, which was lucky for me, as her exclamation covered up my own involuntary gasp. I had no inkling that Richard boasted such an impressive rod between his legs. He was easily eight inches long and thick--maybe half again as thick as me. Lauren instantly straightened herself to move her mouth above his large cock.

Now it was Richard's turn to gasp. Even though Lauren could take barely more than the head into her mouth on her first attempt, my wife produces marvelous effects with her lips and tongue. I pulled against my bounds to get a better view of my wife as she struggled to tame this beast, her mouth rising and falling over its length, steadily forcing herself further and further down the shaft. Her breasts, still encased in lace, danced with her effort and deep breathing, and beads of sweat erupted along her hairline. Lauren's hands rose over Richard's legs until they clutched at my co-worker's ass, pulling him further into her mouth while attempting to control his involuntary thrusts.

"That's it, baby," Richard growled. "I knew your pretty boy hadn't given you anything like this. You love my big cock, don't ya?"

Lauren raised her eyes to meet Richard's and made noises of assent. But she wasn't about to remove her mouth from a cock she was so clearly enjoying. Her eagerness and Richard's words cut into me; I'd been so mesmerized by their act that I'd momentarily forgotten that this passionate woman was my wife and the object of her lust was the person I loathe more than any other. But now I realized that what Lauren had begun as an act of revenge was quickly turning into an act of passion.

As if to confirm this realization, Lauren lifted herself up and clutched at Richard's chest. "I can't wait, she gasped, pulling Richard toward the bed. "I've got to feel that cock in me."

Richard held my wife against him and kissed her roughly, his hands raking through her hair and over the sensuous curves of her flesh. Lauren broke the kiss and again urged him to the bed, but her lover's athletic muscles easily held firm. His right hand stopped over the lacy bra, grasping the material between her breasts. With a single pull, he ripped it from her chest. Lauren squealed, then moved her hands to quickly push down her panties. Even from my seat I could see the fabric was soaked.

She grabbed Richard's cock in her hand, and ground her now exposed bush against it. "Fuck me with this" she spat at him. "Don't you understand? I've got to have your cock in my pussy."

Richard laughed and gave my wife a quick shove, enough to send her sprawling onto the bed. Lauren's legs instantly fell apart, exposing her wet and eager cunt to both our eyes. "Fuck me...." she begged again.

Richard moved between her legs, limiting my view. But from his movements I could tell he taken hold of his cock and was dragging it up and down along my wife's slit.

"My god, Lauren, your pussy is dripping," he said, half teasing, but also honestly amazed. "You act like you've never been fucked before."

"I haven't...I mean, I have....but not by a dick like yours..." Lauren was panting, and I could see her hips pushing into the air in an effort to impale herself on Richard's wandering cock. "Please...."

But Richard had no intention of cutting off her torture. He did this in office all the time, starting an announcement, then veering off onto a tangent until his audience was begging for him to drop the other shoe. It was the sort of egotistical act that made me despise him; now I hated him even more for forcing my wife to admit how hungry she was for his cock.

"I think I need a drink." Richard chuckled and dropped to one knee. As he lowered his face to my wife's pussy, Lauren let out a wail of desperation that soon slipped into an extended groan of pleasure.

"No.....Oh, please..." she continued to beg, but between each phrase was a yelp of impending eruption. "Please give me that cock. I've got to have it."

With that, Lauren's words disappeared in the long cry that I knew meant she'd crossed the peak and was now falling through an intense orgasm. I waited for her to push Richard away, as she is always hyper-sensitive at that moment, unable to be licked or even touched. But at that moment, Richard rose from the floor, pushed apart my wife's legs and thrust himself deep into Lauren's pulsating cunt.

My wife's scream shattered me, and I longed to burst from my cell to rescue her. But even the adrenaline rushing through me couldn't overcome the knots she secured me with. And then, as the next shock wave of sound rushed over me, I realized my wife's cries were not of anguish but of passion. As the sound shaped into words, it was Lauren begging for "More!" and "Harder!" and "Faster!" The completeness of my wife's surrender to my co-worker pounded me, and I fell back into my prison, devastated at the sight I could not turn away from.

My wife and her lover fucked with an energy I'd not seen in even the rawest porn movie, and had certainly never experienced myself. Through it all, Lauren kept up her running commentary, exhorting Richard to bury his fat cock in her pussy. I think it was her total abandonment of her usual reserve that destroyed whatever ego I'd maintained to that moment. I was certain that my life with Lauren would never be the same--if she'd even stay with me.

After a time--I have no idea how long--Richard rolled from between my wife's legs. I assumed he'd finally shot his load, but instead he allowed Lauren to climb above him. She positioned herself to face away from him, and to look directly at my closet cell. Her eyes stared straight at me, and I felt as if she could see the wet trails that lined my cheeks. Her eyes, in contrast, were clouded with lust as one hand reached below her to grasp her lovers cock while the other spread the bright red lips of her pussy to receive his magic stick again. As he slipped inside her again, Lauren threw her head back and moaned. "I never felt anything so fucking good." When her eyes returned to the closet door, she laughed long and low between her squeals.

Lauren quickly ran up the mountain to another orgasm, announcing each individual pleasure along the way. I imagined myself a prisoner being subjected to an ancient water torture, with each moan and grunt and exhortation playing the part of another drop falling on my head. My wife's voice climbed higher, until she again split the air with her climactic bellow. This time Richard was right with her, and their voices pierced my ears and burrowed into my brain. The drops had found the crack, and my weakened mind exploded. As Richard and Lauren's voices died out, I realized that it was my own wailing that filled my cell.

As I opened my eyes, Lauren stood in the open doorway. For just a moment I thought I saw a flash of...what, concern?...play over her face, but it was instantly replaced by a contemptuous sneer.

"Seen enough? Actually, you lasted longer than I thought you would. But I'd say you must have enjoyed some of it."

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I looked down at my naked body, still tied in the chair. A river of cum ran down my chest. I hadn't even noticed my explosion.

Lauren moved behind me to untie my ropes. As she stepped out of the doorway, I caught sight of Richard, sitting on the side of my bed.

"Hi there, comrade," he said, with all the arrogance he could muster. "Enjoy the show?" Behind me Lauren laughed at the put down. "I can't thank you enough for being stupid enough to fuck around on your wife. Wish I'd known you were watching, though--I'd have really put on a show."

Lauren helped me out of the chair, and supported me while I waited for my legs to gain strength. I could still feel the hot flush of sex on her naked skin and smell Richard's distinctive cologne mingling with her own perfume. When I reached out for her, she avoided my hand, almost causing me to fall into the chair again.

"Well, show time is over," she announced, ushering me out of the closet. I almost breathed a sigh of relief, as I waited for her to tell Richard to pick up his clothes. Instead, Lauren crawled onto the bed and wrapped her arms around her lover. One hand even dropped into his lap to fondle his still formidable cock.

"You'll find some clothes and sheets in the guest room," she said to me. "And don't forget to close the door on your way out. I don't intend to perform for you all night."

"All night?!?"

"Of course." Lauren kissed Richard's cheek as her hand continued to caress his awakening cock. "You *did* spend the whole night with Jessie, didn't you? Or was I misinformed?"

"Lucky for me I haven't had a drop tonight," Richard said, turning the knife. "This would be a terrible time for a droopy cock, wouldn't you say?"

"Really?" Lauren cried in amusement. She swung herself around and settled onto Richard's lap, her hand moving his cock into position. Her blatant display was reawakening me, as well. Suddenly, I couldn't wait to leave them. "How pathetic of you, dear husband. I almost feel sorry for Jessie now. I'll have to think of some way to apologize for you."

I closed the door to the sound of their laughter. But the sounds quickly changed. Even in the guest room I could hear Lauren begging for more of my co-worker's cock. It would be a long night.

* * * * *

I had hoped that two doors and a length of hallway would swallow the din rising from my bedroom. It wasn't enough that my wife had decided to punish me for my two-night stand by having her own affair. Or that she had chosen my biggest rival from the office as theman she'd take to bed. No, Lauren had compounded these acts by forcing me to first witness her seduction from the bedroom closet and to now listen to their all-night gymnastics from my place in the spare bedroom.

All of this paled to the real humiliation of the evening, which came in seeing and hearing my wife cast off the reserve that had always cloaked our sex life. In the presence of Richard's longer, thicker cock, Lauren became a howling, begging seductress. To be sure, I had never fancied myself a great lover. But Lauren's elaborate production had forced me to focus on each of my shortcomings as Richard introduced my wife to each new level of fulfillment. With both rising excitement and dread, I watched this man elicit in just one night sexual responses from my wife that I was unable to unleash in our dozen years together. The experience left me a shivering ball of flesh, crying into my pillow and praying for sleep--or even death; anything to shut my ears to another round of my wife's orgasmic screams.

All night the stabbing sounds rushed over me. Around 2 or 3, it was Richard's roar that stirred me. "Oh, baby. Drink down my cum." Needless to say, in a dozen years of wonderful cocksucking, Lauren had never allowed me to climax in her mouth. An hour or so later, it was Lauren's searing wails as Richard plucked her anal cherry. Each time the sounds of their lust triggered new rounds of frenzied masturbation - acts that only multiplied my despair.

I did eventually sleep, if only long enough to be awakened by Lauren brushing the sweaty hair from my forehead. "Time for work," she whispered, in a voice so gentle that I momentarily wondered if it had all been a nightmare. But as my eyes focused, reality set in. I was not in my bed and my wife sat beside me wearing unashamedly the signs of her night's activity. Her hair splayed out in all directions, thick with both their sweat. Her skin was flushed from her lover's embraces, and bruises were evident on her breasts. She sat with her legs spread open just enough for me to see that sometime during the night she'd shaved off all her pubic hair (dimly I remembered hearing a running shower). What I knew could only be dried cum showed around her labia.

Still, there was tenderness in her manner. Softly she stroked my forehead and looked deeply into my eyes. "You okay?" Her tone wavered with genuine concern.

"I honestly don’t know." I pawed at my eyes, suddenly ashamed for her to see the wet, red rims.

Lauren bent toward me, and I eagerly accepted her kiss. Instantly I was overcome by the thick, bitter taste, the remains of Lauren's newly expanded cocksucking talent. She drove her tongue deeply into my mouth before I managed to push her away.

The tender manner was gone, replaced by an almost evil, completely belittling smile. "Remember, my darling husband: You have no one to blame but yourself."

She rose and walked from the bed, stopping just inside the door. "Tell Mr. Harrison that Richard will be late getting to work this morning. I’m sure you and Jessie shared a quickie in the morning, and I want to give myself the same pleasure. "

"Actually, " I said, the last strain of pride I could muster rising in my voice, "we didn t. "

"Too bad. For what it's cost you, you should have really enjoyed yourself. Or were you simply not up to that task either? "

And then she left. Almost immediately I heard hers and Richard's laughter, no doubt as she recounted each new humiliation. After my shower, I dressed to Richard's moans in praise of yet another blow job. Stepping into the hall, I saw Lauren had left open the door to our bedroom. There they lay: Richard on top of her, my wife's legs hooked around his waist, their bodies slapping against each other hard and steadily.

That sound played in my mind all morning.

* * * * *

I avoided Richard’s office all day. I saw him once, though, in the center of a cluster of salesmen. I thought nothing of it until I realized they had stopped talking when I came into the room. I retreated to my office, stomach churning, and scared that I was fast approaching my breaking point. Then the phone rang.

"Hi, babe. How's your day going? " Lauren's chipper voice was exactly the same as it was most every day when she made this call.

"Uh, I've had better. "

"You should have gotten more sleep last night. You know how you get when you re over-tired. "

I sat numbly as Lauren giggled at her joke. "Yeah, I guess so." It was the only response I could manage.

"I hope you re not too tired for dinner guests tonight."

"Tonight? " My mind snapped awake. "Who's coming? "

"My, my," Lauren teased. "After last night's adventure you're still worried about who's coming..."

"I meant..."

"Why not wait til you get home to see. It should be a great time. And make sure to get some wine on the way home. Don't be late--it's your fantasy, after all. "

* * * * *

Lauren's outfit was considerably milder than the lace lingerie I'd found her in the previous evening, but she still oozed sexuality. The mini was black and short enough to allow for an occasional glimpse of her stocking tops and the garter straps that held up the nylons. Her white silk blouse, unbuttoned low enough to reveal the a glimpse of her lacy bra, clung to the curve of her breasts. It was the outfit that never failed to arouse me.

"You can't be too angry with me," she breathed as I hugged her to me.

"Not at all," I said. "More like angry at myself.... I’m so sorry, babe. I--

The push of Lauren's hand in my chest silenced me. "Save it, lover boy. Now's not the time. Our guests will be here soon."

Just then the bell rang. Before I could step to the door, it opened and Richard walked in. "Hi, honey, I'm home," he sang out, already laughing at the cliche. He swept my wife into his arms and kissed her passionately. "Miss me?"

"You bet," Lauren sighed, and I felt the now familiar ripple through my stomach. "And you," my wife said, turning back to the door, "must be Jessie. Please come in."

I been so taken aback by Richard's entry that I hadn't realized there was another person with him. And not just anyone. He'd brought Jessie--the saleswoman with whom I'd spent two night during a recent sales conference.

"Please forgive my husband, Jessie. He's having a rough time." The two women hugged as if they'd know each other for decades. "I’m so glad you could come on such short notice."

Nothing in Jessie's appearance suggested she was here on short notice. Her hair was perfect--swept up in a carefully arranged chaos of blonde curly locks. The blonde hair appeared almost electric over her short black dress, accented with a large gold necklace. She was stunning - more so even than the night she'd teased me into her bed. The night that had led to this one.

Jessie, Lauren and Richard engaged in small talk around me as I tried to unpuzzle what the night promised. As Lauren instructed, I served the wine and finished preparing the dining room table. The meal passed in a blur, but even in my confused state I could feel the undercurrent of excitement. Lauren seemed particularly eager to have the last plate cleared away and usher us all into the family room.

From the cabinet I produced a bottle of liqueur, filling glasses for each of us. "To good times," proposed Lauren, then reached over to tap the hand in which I held my glass. "Maybe you should pass, dear. You wouldn’t want another case of the droopsies." I could only stare at my wife as the three of them laughed and drank to the toast.

"Jessie." Lauren continued, turning to face the saleswoman, "I feel I owe you an apology. I understand that my husband was quite the...well, perhaps the phrase is let down during your first night together. He must have had quite a lot to drink; he may not be the biggest stud in the barn but he usually rises to the occasion."

"Or maybe, she mocked, looking at me, "he was simply intimidated. You are quite the ravishing woman."

"Thank you," Jessie said, blushing slightly. "But I would think your husband's quite experienced with a beautiful woman."

"Hear, hear," called out Richard, raising his glass to the two women. "You're too kind," Lauren said, but I could see the sparkle Jessie's compliment had produced. "I do hope, though, that his second-night performance was up to your expectations?"

Jessie regarded me for a long moment, long enough for me to brace myself for the revelation. "Actually, Lauren, no....but to be honest I had no expectations. I lured your husband into bed just to score points with him. You know, sometimes you get treated better if you sleep with the boss. Oh, he's a nice enough guy and all, but if I'd been out for great sex, I’d have opened my door for someone like Richard. Unfortunately, Richard's not my boss--your husband is. And a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do."

Lauren stepped over and gave Jessie a long hug. "My philosophy exactly, dear, which is why we're all here. As for you," Lauren turned to face me, "I don't know whether to be angry with you or simply pity you. But I do know you aren't forgiven, not yet."

Lauren turned again to her guest, around whose waist her arm still curled. "As Richard may have explained to you, Jessie, I am taking my revenge by enjoying a bit of infidelity myself. My husband has always fantasized about seeing me with another man, and last night he saw as much of Richard and I as he could handle. Tonight, it's his second greatest fantasy. A threesome with another woman. Of course, he always envisioned himself in the male lead, but then that's hardly suitable for revenge. And, really, how much fun would he be for you and I, right Jessie? So Richard has consented to be our third. I think you'll find him much more to your liking."

Jessie grinned broadly, and began to unbutton her dress. "Oh, I already have."

"You *are* quite the little tramp," Lauren giggled, as she swatted Jessie's hands from the buttons. "Please, let me."

To my knowledge, Lauren had never taken seriously my threesome fantasies - much less the idea of her engaging in sex with another woman. Yet in front of my eyes my wife slowly peeled down Jessie's dress and finally the tiny wisp of fabric that purported to be a bra. Her fingers slid slowly over Jessie's exposed flesh before Lauren leaned over to kiss the stiff, small nipple. Jessie groaned and held my wife's head tightly against her.

When Lauren straightened herself, Jessie returned the favor, and even swept away the tiny g-string that lay under Lauren's skirt. She too burrowed into my wife's far more ample bosom and even let her hand caress Lauren's naked pussy. Lauren seemed to hold her breath at Jessie's touch, before relaxing as the saleswoman's caresses grew more insistent. At one point she cast her eyes on Richard, who also stood silently, transfixed by the womens' passions. "This is going to be more fun than I thought it would."

Her comment seemed to awaken Richard, who positioned himself beside the pair. Reluctantly they turned to him, Jessie working to open his shirt as Lauren knelt to release his pants. He wore no briefs, and Lauren quickly ushered his already stiff cock into her mouth. Richard kissed Jessie deeply, then looked across the room at me, flashing an arrogant, mocking smile. He adjusted his stance, making sure I could see my wife's face on his cock, her cheeks hollowed as she sucked, her eyes closed in concentration. His hand laid loose on the back of her head and I realized he was steadily pushing himself deeper into Lauren's mouth. She stiffened for just a moment, then relaxed until his whole root rested in her. Their moans rose in unison, as did my own, and I climaxed in my pants without so much as a touch of my hand.

Richard wasn't about to let himself climax so quickly. With difficulty, he pulled Lauren from his cock. Gently he pushed my kneeling wife's face toward Jessie's wet and naked pussy. A long sigh escaped the younger woman's mouth as Lauren's tongue went unhesitantly to work. Jessie moved her feet further apart to brace against my wife's assault, and soon I realized she was thrusting her pelvis against Lauren's mouth.

Encouraging Jessie's orgasm, Richard began to twist her nipples between his fingers. Jessie's hands flew down to guide my wife's head, and her body trembled as she rocked against her lover's attacks. "Oh, yes," she cried over and over. In a moment her words ran together in a single cry as her skin flushed bright red across her chest and face. If Richard hadn't caught her in his arms, I honestly think she'd have fallen to the floor.

Lauren, still on her knees, looked almost as close to orgasm. For an instant, I considered ripping off my soaked pants and planting my already-renewed erection between her legs. But just as fast my wife fell onto her back, spread her legs and began begging Richard to "fuck me like I've never been fucked before". Laying Jessie on the couch to recover, he quickly fell on her and buried his large shaft in just one shove. It took exactly four more pumps before Lauren soared into her own climax. Richard held himself above my wife's body as her orgasm passed through her.

When she had collected her wits, she rolled him over and positioned herself on top. She was facing me now, one hand grasping Richard's steel-hard erection, the other holding open her pussy for the welcome invader.

She looked at me, watching me as she flicked the cockhead back and forth over her labia. Poor baby, she said at last. Jessie, would you help my little hubby with his wet clothes. He seems to have had an accident. Then she lowered herself onto Richard's cock and began her now-familiar chorus of pleasure.

"C'mon," said Jessie, "we have to get you ready." Even as she pulled off my clothes, I could tell she was equally caught up in watching my wife slide up and down on Richard's shaft. "You are a fool," she whispered in my ear. "Even I'm not worth fucking when you've got a sensual, sexy woman like her at home."

I started to explain that this sensual, sexy woman had never shown any of this sensual, sexy nature before last night. But another loud groan, this one from Richard, drowned my lame words.

"Is he ready?" Lauren panted between Richard's warning gasps.

"Hard and stripped." Jessie trumpeted.

"Lay down, boy," my wife said, waving an arm at the floor next to Richard. "I want you ready to receive me."

"Do it," Jessie spit in my ear, pushing me forward.

As I stretched my body alongside my rival co-worker, Richard's hips leaped off the floor. Lauren clutched his chest, her body swaying as her lover bucked through his orgasmic tidal wave. Lauren swayed with each tremor; their rocking continuing for well over a minute. Finally, Lauren looked over to me, her eyes cloudy with her passion.

"You want to play too?"

"Yes!" My cock stood so hard it hurt me.

"It occurred to me that you've had me, of course, and you've had Jessie--or at least you tried to. But for you to fully experience this threesome, you need to have everyone. So, open up husband...here comes Richard."

With that, she lifted her body from Richard's cock, stepped over my body and began to lower herself onto my face. Even before I could turn away, Jessie knelt above my head and gripped my ears. Above me was my wife's cunt, gaping and rubbed raw as I'd never seen it, and coated with another man's cum. I locked my lips even as her crotch settled onto my face and the smell of wet pussy and semen flooded my nose. Then Lauren reached behind her and grabbed my cock as it waved in the air.

"Put that tongue to use or you'll never use this again," she growled and tightened her grip for effect. It took one more squeeze before my lips loosened and my tongue slid into her tangy dripping tunnel. "That's better," she sighed, and contracted her pussy muscles to dispel a thick wad of semen. "Jessie told me she thought your tongue was your best asset....I couldn't agree more… Hell, it may even be your biggest!"

Between my wife's thighs, I could hear the three of them laugh.

When I had cleaned my wife's pussy to her satisfaction, Lauren rolled off my face. I was greeted by the sight of Jessie slipping Richard's rejuvenated cock into her pussy. Lauren knelt next to them, kissing first Jessie's mouth, then Richard’s, while her hands massaged both their bodies.

"I think," she said to me, without actually looking at me, "that you've had as much fun with your threesome as you're going to. There are fresh sheets on the bed in the guest room. Try not to get these as wet as you did last night. I'll see you in the morning."

Sleeping was slightly less difficult this night, whether because my own exhaustion allowed me to block out the noises that first floated up the stairs and later, from the master bedroom, or because Richard and Lauren were unable to repeat the previous night's pace. The last sound I remember were the satisfied sighs of Lauren and Jessie who, at least in my mind s eye, were locked in a passionate sixty-nine. I don't know how they faired, but my own climax left me unconscious.

I did see Lauren in the morning, sitting again at the edge of my bed, stroking the damp hairs on my forehead. She was naked, too. But unlike the flushed, sweaty sex cat who'd teased me the previous dawn, Lauren smelled of peach-scented soap and shampoo. She leaned down to kiss me and stayed; our lips held each other for what seemed like a blessed eternity. I drank in her tenderness and love.

"Take it easy," she whispered at last, pulling away the sheet and laying her body next to mine. "I told Richard to tell Mr. Harrison you wouldn't be in today."

I looked into Lauren's face, unsure who I'd see there. Gone was the anger, replaced by the smile of the woman I'd lived with for so many years. "But what..." I stumbled, regrouped and tried again. "I thought...." I gave up and fell against her, nearly sobbing. "Lauren, I’m sorry....I’m sorry..."

"Yes, I know. I knew when Jessie told me she'd taken you to bed in an attempt to sleep her way to the top. I really knew when she said you had problems the second night. I mean, she's a helluva lover. Only a man who loved his wife would have problems getting it up for her."

"What about you....you still love me? And what about Richard....or even Jessie?"

"I was hurt and I was angry. I took my revenge in the only way I could think of. Now it’s passed."

"I hear ya, babe. But you didn't look too angry riding Richard's cock."

Lauren blushed, then laughed as she pulled my body over hers. "Let's just say I had a bit more fun than I expected too. And now I can't wait to teach you everything I learned!"

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I was getting tired of driving. We had started early in the morning and it was now getting dark out. Bob and Jan were in the back asleep and Anita was conked out against the window. I was getting punch drunk at the wheel and decided it was time to call it quits. I turned to the back seat and woke Bob and said, "Bob, I am bushed would you mind if you spelled me? The motel is just an hour away."

"Sure no problem, pull over." Bob replied.

I pulled slowly to the side of the road pulled the car to a gentle stop. I didn't want to wake our sleeping wives. Bob eased Jan's head off his lap and inserted a pillow. I opened the car door and we did a Chinese fire drill and he took the wheel.

It was a good thing that the front seat was power. He eased the seat forward and Anita didn't even budge. He eased the car out onto the freeway and picked up speed. I took a pillow out of the back and arranged it against the window and settled in for a little nap.

My dream had something to do with cannibals, and I awoke with a start.

Bob was just passing the state line and the moon was passing behind some clouds. I started into my shirt pocket for a cigarette, when I felt a hand inch its way up my leg. I looked over to Jan. Her eyes were closed but there was a smile on her face. The hand continued up until it rested squarely on my cock. It started to rise in my pants and when it was about half staff Jan started to gently stroke it.

I pushed the hand away, thinking that she didn't know it was me. Her finger went to her lips she made a sign for me to be quiet, opened her eyes briefly and winked.

Her eyes closed again, and I pulled the blanket up to my chin and resumed my sleeping posture.

The hand crept up my legs and started stroking my cock through my pants. I eased my arm over and rested my hands on her breast, I could feel her nipples already erect. She must have been having a great dream.

I closed my eyes and her actions under the blanket became more urgent.

I took my hand from her breast and eased my fly down. I glanced up to Bob to see if he was aware of anything out of the ordinary. He seemed engrossed in the road and absorbed in the music on the radio, so I breathed a little sigh of relief and closed my eyes again.

As soon as I had the zipper all the way down a thrill went thru me as Jan released my rod from its confining underwear and stroked it. She scooted close, and her hand was replaced with a warm set of lips. She licked little circles around the purple head and in one gulp swallowed my cock.

I was trying to keep my breathing even and not make any noise as I eased my hand down her belly. Her legs parted slightly and I rubbed her damp pants over her pussy.

I began a steady massage as she fastened her lips at the ridge of my cock-head and stroked with her fingers the shaft insistently.

I couldn't help myself, and quickly came to an orgasm and popped off in her mouth.

The music covered the sounds of her swallowing my come. I worked frantically at her box through the jeans, but felt I was getting nowhere. She kept up the sucking till I was totally limp, then she pushed my hand from her snatch and mouthed "later."

I couldn't believe it, I had just had a blow job by the wife of my best friend while he sat inches away. He must have heard something. I checked the back of his head and saw no response, shrugged my shoulders and settled back against the pillow and fell quickly to sleep.

* * * * *

The motion of the car stopping in the motel awakened me. Jan made no sign to me about what had happened as we checked in and took our bags to the room.

I made an excuse to my wife about not being sleepy and went to the game room of the motel to think over what had happened.

I was in the middle of my third game of Centipede when Jan walked in all dewey eyed.

"Sorry about before," she said, "But having your cock that close to me just drove me wild. I have always wanted you but didn't quite know how to approach you."

"Well, it was quite enjoyable, if unexpected. I never suspected you were that foxy."

"There are a lot of things you don't know about me," she said with a gleam in her eye.

All I could think about was to get her somewhere out of the way. I searched my mind and had decided on getting a room when she took my hand and led me from the game room to the elevator.

I had an idea she wanted it in the elevator, so when the doors closed I embraced her and kissed her deeply. She responded eagerly, but broke away and pushed a button. As the elevator rose she engulfed me in a wild passionate embrace as she explored my mouth with her tongue. Before I could explore her body the elevator arrived. She unentangled herself and walked away beckoning me with her finger.

In the alcove with the ice and pop machines was another door marked "LAUNDRY". She entered and I followed.

As soon as the door closed she went to her knees and started tugging at my zipper. I couldn't believe how brash she was. I helped her along, and as soon as my cock cleared my pants she engulfed it in her mouth.

Exhibiting wild abandon, she really gave my cock a workout. As it grew in her mouth, she vacuumed it up and stroked it with her tongue. In no time it was at full staff, she was having a hard time getting it all in her mouth. I concentrated on the blow job 'till I felt the pressure build under my balls.

I pushed her away and she came reluctantly. I pushed her against the wall and raised her sweater and bra so I could get at her petite tits. Her nipples were like marbles between my lips and teeth. I tried to poke them in with my tongue but they were too firm. As I was sucking away at her tits I worked at her pants. I eased them down to her knees and tugged at her panties. In my haste I guess I pulled too hard, they ripped and came away in my hand. I threw them in the corner, and traced a line with my tongue between her tits, down her belly and straight to her pussy.

I was greeted by drenched bush. I parted her cunt lips and dove on her snatch with my tongue. I pulled the hood from over her clitoris and tongue lashed directly on her love button. She responded by rotating her hips, and succeeded in drenching my faces with her love juices. I could stand it no longer. I stood up and dropped my pants. I grabbed her by the buns, and lifted her onto my cock. She let out a sigh as she slowly sank on my engorged tool. Damn, her snatch was tight. You would never have know she had had two kids, she was as tight as a teenager. I braced her against a washing machine and pounded into her furiously. She came quickly in a great shuddering orgasm that threatened to milk my cum before I was ready.

I paused just long enough to turn her over on the machine and mount her from the rear. Her tight snatch met every thrust as I pounded into her, her pubic bone rubbing the tender spot under the head of my cock. The pressure in my balls was getting almost too much to contain, so I pulled all but the head from her dripping snatch.

I fucked her with short jabs with just the head, holding her buns so she could not back onto my cock. The pressure subsided and stopped my motion for a bit. She was straining to have my whole manhood deep in the folds of her flesh, and I released my grip on her ass. With one great rush, she impaled herself on my member. I held her to me, loving the way her wet snatch was pressing on my balls. She reached back and started playing with them. I figured that it was now or never. I started building my strokes until I was ramming my dick furiously into her tight snatch. She started playing with her clit and shuddered in another orgasm.

The contractions of her pussy put me over the edge. I buried my cock and shot great streams of sperm deep into her cunt. I could feel her cunt expand with each spurt and soon it was filled to overflowing and cum oozed out onto my balls. I lay down on top of her and luxuriated in the feeling of my dick in her cum-filled pussy as she contracted her cunt around my shrinking cock.

She wordlessly pushed me away and picked up her panties, and wiped my juice from her snatch. She then went down and licked the droplets from my balls and limp organ. Standing, she gave me a deep kiss.

We dressed in silence and made our way to the elevator. I pushed the button for our floor, kissed her one last time, and allowed her to go to her room as I continued down to the bar.

I had to have a couple of drinks to convince me that it wasn't just a dream.

I sipped each one reliving that fantastic fuck.

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Next Door Neighbors

2005-02-09T01:20:00.000-08:00

Next Door Neighbors

*Jubun*, Mariko thought. It cannot go on.

She spoke out loud, muttering the same words into the night air. It was a warm evening, quiet but for the faraway sounds of traffic, trucks headed to the center of Tokyo, and the occasional bark of a nervous dog in the alley that ran along the back of the apartment block.

Mariko was annoyed at the sound of her own voice breaking the stillness. Seated on the balcony of the small apartment she shared with her husband, she wondered if Kenji was still sleeping. They had been married five years, and for the past year they had been living in this small flat in the Magome district on the outskirts of the city. Kenji was a decent husband, but Mariko thought there were too many evenings when she wanted physical affection and Kenji either ignored her or went to sleep. When they did manage to get together, it seemed to Mariko their lovemaking was routine and too brief, like one of those tasteless meals in an American-style fast food shop, nothing like what they had experienced at the beginning of their marriage. Was Kenji tired of her? Mariko thought maybe it was true. The *kentaiki* - the phase when married couples became bored with each other - was supposed to occur after seven years, but she thought in their case it may have occurred sooner. She felt sad and bitter. The situation seemed hopeless, with no way to get Kenji to understand her disappointment. Whenever she would try to talk to him about it, he would find some reason to change the subject.

I'm wilting, Mariko thought, wilting like a drying cherry blossom. She was almost twenty-eight, and Kenji was the only man she had known during the five years of their marriage. Before her marriage, she had had her chances with other men. She was attractive and men always showed an interest in her. She had shapely legs, a slender body, and firm round breasts. Everyone said she looked good in a bikini. Her dark hair framed a face pretty enough to draw a second glance on the street, and her women friends often told her they envied her. But at the moment she had a thoroughly wet *momo* and a sexually boring husband fast asleep with a belly full of beer.

But I still love him, she thought. Kenji was hopeless as a lover, but he could be kind and generous when he was in a happy mood.

The stars seemed to laugh from out of the black sky. Mariko felt secure in the darkness, although the balcony of the adjoining apartment was only a few feet away. A short trellis separated the two large balconies, and sometimes she would see Mrs. Ohira watering a flowerbox or cleaning the stone floor. The Ohiras were a little older than Mariko and Kenji. They had moved into the building only recently and the two couples had not had much contact yet. Mariko thought the man was a teacher. His wife also worked somewhere, but Mariko did not know her occupation. They seemed like a happy couple, which made Mariko envy them.

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After glancing once more at the Ohira balcony to make sure it was unoccupied, Mariko unbuttoned her blouse and slipped her hand inside to tease one of her nipples. She had walked around all evening without a bra, wearing a thin blouse, her breasts swaying seductively, but Kenji had hardly noticed. Now the touch of her fingers on her nipple sent a shiver of pleasure straight down to her belly. With a sigh, she slipped her free hand under her skirt and she explored the terrain inside her panties. As she expected, she found her slit sopping wet, the slippery labia warm and throbbing.

When she had been a girl, her friends had often teased her because she had been too modest to parade naked in the gymnasium locker room. They ought to see me now, she thought with a blush. At this moment she was definitely not a picture of maidenly modesty. More like a wanton soap-girl, she thought. But she doubted any soap-girl had to sit in the dark like this.

She spread her juices up and down her crack, her fingertips slowly stroking the shaft of her clitoris. She never liked to rush the finger play. She wanted the pleasure, but she thought it stupid to be so wet and not be with her husband. Kenji, after all, was sufficiently endowed to please a woman. When he was aroused, his impatient penis dripping juice on the sheets, her excitement was always intense. The image of his organ brought a moan to her lips, and her fingers stroked her clitoris more rapidly. Suddenly she stopped - she was too close. It was always better to build it - to climb the mountain of delight slowly. She pulled her hand away and slipped it inside her blouse to wet her nipples with her juice. She fingered the tips, pulling them, tugging them until they were extended to a maximum. She suddenly thought of Mr. Tanaka, the manager of the department store where she worked behind a cosmetics counter. Mr. Tanaka walked by a hundred times a day, and each time he made certain to stare at her breasts as he passed her. She enjoyed the attention, but the way he stared at her always made her blush. What would she do if one day he asked her to have coffee with him? Probably nothing. She liked younger men. She liked strong bodies and hard cocks. Athletes were the best. She remembered a young weight-lifter she had seen on television. The way his cock and balls had deformed his briefs had made her quiver.

She was about to move her hand back to her sex, when she heard a noise. It was the cry of a woman, a woman moaning. The cry came from the flat at her right, the Ohira apartment. Mariko caught her breath at the sound of another cry. She knew what it was; she was certain it was the sound of a woman in the heat of sexual pleasure. She felt guilty at her invasion of the privacy of her neighbors. But at the same time she bit her lip with excitement, her heart beating rapidly. The Ohira flat was in fact only a few feet away. She could see a light, a crack where the door had been slid to the side a bit to allow some air into the apartment. Or perhaps the door never closed properly. These were old apartments, and they needed repair in places. Would it be possible to see anything? Mariko's excitement and curiosity were more than she could bear. Leaving her chair, she stepped carefully over the low trellis and approached the door on the balcony of the Ohira flat.

The crack was just wide enough to make it possible to see into the lighted room. Mrs. Ohira, wearing a cotton robe pulled up to her waist, lay on her back on the edge of the futon with her knees in the air and Mr. Ohira's head between her thighs.

Mariko stifled a gasp. She could see everything. The woman's robe was bunched at her waist, and the man had his mouth on her sex. The woman's hands were holding his head.

The woman moaned. "*Hai*, do that again!"

Mariko did not have to see Mr. Ohira's face. She could imagine his tongue tickling his wife's clitoris, lapping at the lips of her sex, dipping into the wet opening. The woman writhed on the bed, moaning, her hands gripping her husband's head.

The knot of excitement in Mariko's chest brought her close to fainting. She slipped her hand beneath her skirt and cupped it over her sex. She had never witnessed anything like this, and it was more exciting than she had ever imagined. Kenji sucked her occasionally, but he never seemed to enjoy it. As much as she liked it, she was always too embarrassed to ask him to do it.

But as she watched the Ohiras engage in this act, it seemed so natural for a man to lick a woman there. The fact that they were still wearing clothes made the scene even more exciting. Truly, it reminded her of one of those erotic Edo paintings. Mariko guessed the Ohiras did this often, and she was envious.

She could see more now. Mrs. Ohira had moved her feet further apart so that her legs were spread as wide as possible. When Mr. Ohira raised his face, Mariko could see his wife's patch of sex hair and the glistening red groove of her sex. Even at this distance, it was obvious that Mrs. Ohira's cunt was lush, ripe, dripping its wetness on a towel placed under her buttocks to protect the bed.

Mr. Ohira passed his hands over his wife's hips to cup and squeeze the globes of her buttocks. Mrs. Ohira pulled a pillow beneath her head and she peered down at his face.

"Go on, do it," she said.

Mr. Ohira muttered. "Is this what you want?"

"Yes! You promised!" Using both hands, she held her labia apart, stretching out the folds, showing him the meat of her pink and red sex.

Mariko quivered at the lewdness of the woman's behavior. She had more than once wanted to open herself like that to Kenji, pry herself open and show him the essence of her femininity, the humid cavern of her sex. She was always afraid Kenji would be shocked at her immodesty.

Mr. Ohira lowered his head and began a slow and deliberate lapping of his wife's slit. She groaned with each stroke of her husband's tongue, and Mariko wondered how long the woman would last before having an orgasm. Mariko expected to come when the woman did. She now had three fingers massaging her sex, her pelvis moving in rhythm with Mrs. Ohira's groans.

Inside the room, Mrs. Ohira moved her hands to the backs of her knees and pulled back her thighs to completely expose her crotch. Her husband gave up licking and rooted his face in the crack. His tongue probed and flapped inside her cunt as his nose rubbed her clitoris. In a few moments, Mrs. Ohira bucked her hips and cried out in the throes of her orgasm.

Mariko gasped her own release, her juices flowing through her fingers.

When she opened her eyes again, Mariko saw Mr. Ohira wiping his face with a towel. He smirked down at his wife from where he knelt beside her.

"Was it good?"

Mrs. Ohira sighed. "You know how much I like it." She sat up on the futon and pulled her robe down to cover her knees.

Mariko was amused by this act of modesty. In public, Mrs. Ohira seemed like such a demure creature, the perfect little modest housewife. It was difficult to imagine Mrs. Ohira ordering her husband to suck her, but that was exactly what Mariko had just witnessed.

Mrs. Ohira was now untying the sash of her husband's robe, and Mariko watched breathlessly as Mrs. Ohira spread the *yukata* apart to reveal the lower half of Mr. Ohira's body. His penis looked huge, a long thick cock above heavy balls nesting in a patch of dark hair.

Mariko shuddered. The sight of the man's superb weapon made her heart race. The shaft was dark, with prominent veins, the tight skin of the fat knob showing a purplish hue. His large testicles looked bloated.

I'm acting crazy, Mariko thought. Was it reasonable to have such a strong response to the sight of a man's organ? But she did find it exciting. She and Kenji never looked at each other any more. She could hardly remember the last time they had done anything in a lighted room.

Mrs. Ohira smiled at the evidence of her husband's arousal. "The twig is now a mighty branch," she said with a smile.

He shuffled forward, and his wife extended her tongue to lap at the mushroom-shaped purplish crown. Then she slid her mouth along the shaft to the base of the cock, and she licked the underside of the shaft upward to the rim of the knob.

Mariko's juices were flowing again. At the moment she would have given anything to change places with the woman. Her mouth watered for the swollen penis.

Turning her head, Mrs. Ohira caught the shaft of her husband's organ between her teeth, teasing the sheath of skin up and down the cylinder, moving to the swollen tip and finally opening her mouth to engulf it.

He closed his eyes and uttered a deep grunt of pleasure.

Mariko caught her breath as she rapidly stroked her clitoris with a fingertip. Watching Mrs. Ohira suck her husband's penis made Mariko frantic with excitement. She fixed her eyes on the woman's head as it bobbed up and down on the shaft. The organ was now slick with Mrs. Ohira's saliva, the cylinder thick enough to completely distort her face as she engulfed it. She was no longer the demure little housewife with quiet eyes. It was obvious to Mariko that Mrs. Ohira was enjoying herself. Gobs of saliva dripped out of the corners of Mrs. Ohira's mouth and flowed down the shaft of her husband's cock to coat his swollen balls.

Suddenly Mrs. Ohira pulled her mouth away and looked up at the man. "Do you want to finish in my mouth?"

He shook his head. "No, not like that. Let's undress and you can lie on your back."

Mariko watched them undress. Mr. Ohira was lean and muscular, his stiff organ bobbing in front of his belly. Mrs. Ohira had small breasts, a thick waist and full buttocks.

With a sigh, Mrs. Ohira stretched out on the bed, moved her legs apart and slid a hand past her belly to fondle her sex. "Hurry!" she said.

Her husband grunted. Mariko held her breath as she watched him kneel and position himself between his wife's thighs. He lifted her legs, draped them over his shoulders. When he leaned forward, she doubled up with her knees against her chest and her ripe cunt turned upward. He took hold of his cock and rubbed the tip up and down her wet crack. When he found the opening, he rammed forward to penetrate her with a single stroke.

"*Hai*!" Mrs. Ohira let out a wailing groan. "Hold still! Let me feel it!"

Mariko kept her eyes on the man's hips. She could see the hang of his heavy balls under the dark crack between his buttocks. She slipped two fingers inside her vagina and stifled a moan.

Mr. Ohira began thrusting, hammering his body against his wife's sex, his organ pistoning in and out of her channel, skin slapping against skin, the sound clearly audible through the thin wall. Each powerful stroke brought a grunt of appreciation from his wife's throat.

They enjoy it, Mariko thought. Their obvious pleasure made her boil with envy. She realized she had to do something to change the pattern of her life. Biting her lip with excitement, she watched the man and woman move into the finale of their lovemaking. The sheer animality of it made it beautiful. Mariko imagined she could hear the slurping of Mrs. Ohira's cunt each time her husband rammed it with his cock. He had a muscular body, and he looked strong enough to keep going indefinitely. Mrs. Ohira had been transformed into a moaning, wailing creature, her teeth clenched, her hands clutching the bed, her hips rotating and thrusting to meet each stroke of her husband's penis.

"I'm almost there!" Mr. Ohira rasped.

Mrs. Ohira turned wild. "*Hai! Hai!* Do it! Do it!"

Mariko stayed until the very end, until the last quiver of the man's buttocks as he finished shooting his sperm into his wife's cunt. Mariko almost swooned as she watched the cheeks of his ass contract with each thrust.

At last she moved back, moved away from the door and stole silently across the low trellis to her own balcony and the door to her own apartment.

Kenji was still sleeping on the large futon in the center of the room.

Mariko switched off the light and stripped off her clothes. She lay down in the darkness, and she immediately plunged her fingers inside her sex. She thought of the man and woman together, their strong coupling, vigorous, direct, even if artless. She would prefer more subtlety, more dalliance, but she had to admit the force the man displayed was exciting. With swift precision, she rubbed her clitoris. She came quickly, and then she came again, and then finally, when she could not come any more, she pulled her fingers away and she went to sleep.

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Her Sweet Buttered Bun

2005-02-09T01:06:00.000-08:00

Her Sweet Buttered Bun

The idea of watching my wife have sex with another guy was something that had always turned me on for almost all of the fourteen years that we had been married. But what I really wanted to do was to make wild love to her after she had been fucked and to eat her freshly screwed pussy. On many nights I would be making love to Lynne while asking her if she would do that for me sometime. She confessed that the idea excited her too and told me she had even masturbated a few times over a guy named Joe who lived down the street. We were fairly good friends with Joe and his wife and had actually gone away on weekend trips together a few times. I remembered that when we got back from those trips that our sex life seemed much better, but I though that it was just me thinking about what could have happened if I could have gotten Lynne and Joe together. After a while I actually got Lynne to start talking to me while I was fucking her about all the things she wanted to do to Joe. She would get really excited telling me how she wished she could feel Joe's tongue licking her pussy and ass. She even agreed she would really have sex with him if it were ever the right time and right place.

One night I got her really turned on, then I switched off the lights and told her to pretend that I was Joe. She went wild and called his name repeatedly as I licked and fucked her to climax after climax. I knew that after that night it would only be a matter of time before I was going to enjoy watching Joe having sex with my wife.

So last week when Joe told me that his wife was going to be out of town for a few days, I invited him for dinner one of the nights she would be away. I waited to tell Lynne until that night when we were in bed and I rolled over and placed my hand over her cunt. As I fingered her wet pussy I told her that Joe was coming to dinner the next night and I told her my plan for her fucking him while I watched. She went wild with excitement and I spent a large part of the night with either my tongue or cock in her pussy.

The next day when I got home from work she was just getting out of the bathtub. She looked a little sad when I walked in to our bathroom and I asked her what was wrong. She told me that she was afraid that I might not love her any longer if she made love to another man. I took her in my arms and I kissed her lips as I pulled the towel from her. I told her that I would love her more then than I did then, even if I did not think that anyone could love someone as much as I loved her already. I asked her if she was still excited about what was going to happen and she told me that she used her vibrator three separate times thinking about Joe making love to her. I pushed her back onto the dressing table and started to kiss her cunt but she asked me not to make her come since she wanted to stay near the edge so that she would not change her mind. I reached in the cabinet and found a bottle of her favorite perfume which I applied to her cunt and breasts. Then I helped her slip into a sexy pair of black panties and black lace top stockings that I had gotten her at Victoria's Secret. I kissed her cunt through her panties one more time before she got up and slipped into a white silk blouse that buttoned down the front and a black skirt.

That night Joe arrived and we had a "normal" dinner. I hoped that Joe would not sense how nervous both Lynne and I were nor how we kept looking at each other during dinner. Lynne made a special dinner served in the dining room with her china plates and silverware and Joe complimented her several times on her fine cuisine during the meal. She and Joe talked about subjects ranging from seventeenth century painters to Greek history. But all that I could think of was Joe making love to Lynne, and I knew that was what she was thinking of also. Finally dinner was over and Lynne said that she would serve coffee and brandy in the living room.

We went into the living room and I poured Joe and myself a drink. We had wine with dinner, but I still gave Joe an extra shot just to be certain that he would be relaxed. He sat on a chair and my wife came in with the coffee tray and then sat next to me on the sofa. Lynne and I had agreed that we could continue our dinner conversation for about fifteen minutes before I excused myself to go call my office and see how my partner was coming with the contract proposal he needed to submit the next day.

Little did Joe know that the phone I was using was unplugged! The concern in my voice about a problem and my statements that I would come to the office to help out created a good excuse to have to leave. I went back in the living room and Lynne asked me what was wrong. I told her that there was a problem with a critical set of numbers and that if we did not get it fixed that night we could lose a big contract. Then I added that it would be well after midnight before I would get back. Joe said that he should get going anyhow but Lynne said that she wanted to show him an article in one of her art books. And I added that he should at least finish his brandy and coffee.

I was shaking as I pulled the car out of the driveway and drove down the street. I parked the car a few blocks away and hurried home to peep through our living room window. Lynne was to give me ten minutes to get back before she would make her move. I quietly tiptoed up the steps to our deck and peeked through a small crack left in the closed drapes.

Lynne planned to start her seduction of Joe by telling him that she had pulled a muscle in her neck and asking if he could massage it for her since I did not have a chance. I could see them talking and I could see Lynne rubbing her neck. I could also see Joe's empty glass as well as his nod of approval at Lynne's apparent suggestion. Lynne stood up and walked over to the chair and sat on the floor in front of Joe. She pulled her long brown hair off of the back of her neck and I saw Joe place his hands on her. My cock was already hard watching another man touch my wife. Then I heard her moan softly and tell him how nice it felt. She turned and looked at him and told him that he really did not have to leave if he did not want to. And she reminded him that I would not be back until after midnight.

After a minute she placed her hand on him and started rubbing on his thigh. He looked shocked but did nothing. Then she slid her hand up to his cock and started caressing it through his slacks. He became turned on after a few minutes and got up to sit on the floor beside her. She slid behind him and started kissing his neck and rubbing his chest.

She then moved in front of him and pushed him on his back. She lay on top and they started kissing each other hard and wild. His hands worked down her back and started squeezing her ass. She started to kiss down his neck and undid his shirt, then kissed down his chest to his pants. She unfastened his belt and unzipped his slacks. I had wondered earlier if she really would go all the way with another man, but I no longer had that question. He lifted his ass to help as she slid his pants and underwear all the way down. His thick cock sprang out in her face.

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I had to smile at the expression on Lynne's face. She stared at the size of his cock in amazement, for I knew that she had never seen on that big except in some of the movies we had watched. It was still sort of limp but it was still fat, probably a bit thinner than your wrist. It was also long, I would guess eight and a half or nine inches. It just flopped there on his stomach going all the way past his belly button.

He had very large balls as well. She just caressed his cock lightly and stared at it for what seemed like minutes. It slowly began to rise off his stomach. As he got harder it really did not seem to get any longer, but it certainly got fatter.. She started to kiss up and down his shaft, licking its length then taking the head in her mouth. Thick goo started oozing from it, and as she circled her tongue around the tip, strings of it ran from her mouth to his thick purple head.

Her head began to bob up and down on it and she could only get half in her mouth. She started slowly at first but then went faster and faster, stopping once in a while to cup his balls, which completely filled her hand, then licking both them and the full length of his cock. I could not believe how long she did this but it had to be at least fifteen or twenty minutes. He really had good control, I never would have lasted that long. Finally she got on her knees and unbuttoned her blouse and then pulled it off over her shoulders. Joe reached up and unfastened her bra and pulled it from her. His hands cupped her globes and lightly squeezed each one as she moaned a soft sigh of approval. My wife has 36C breasts and those beautiful soft titties and hard light pink nipples looked so sexy as I kept my eyes glued to the action through the window.

My cock was rock hard and I was lightly stroking it as I continued to watch as she finished undressing him. Then they got on their knees and kissed passionately. She was squeezing his bare ass pulling him to her, her bare breasts mashed against his bare hairy chest. He had his arms around her pulling her tighter to him. They kissed hard for several minutes. Watching them opening their mouths and circling their tongues was very erotic. Next Lynne stood and Joe unzipped her skirt and let it drop to her ankles where she kicked it aside. He was still on his knees and he started hugging her..... kissing her stomach and breasts, squeezing her ass. Her black silk panties were tight up the crack of her ass as he kneaded her cheeks. She pushed him on his back and slid them down, standing in front of Joe totally nude except for her black lace top stockings, so proud, touching herself, showing off for him (and me), rubbing her little pink clit.

She got on top of him in a sixty-nine position pulling his cock to her mouth and sucking him in, this time taking all of his nine inches into her. He pulled Lynne's ass apart and buried his face between her cheeks slipping his tongue in and out, Lynne was grinding her pussy on his face. He moved a hand to the crack of her ass and rubbed up and down the length of it. His finger felt the puffy opening of her ass hole. It was open slightly. He moved the finger to her pussy and coated it with slick pussy juice. Then he rubbed his finger around the entrance to her asshole pressing gently, then more firmly. His finger slid into the opening. Unlike her pussy it was dry and felt tight. He worked his finger up and down in her hole. Finger fucking her asshole with ever quickening strokes, he worked on her pussy with his tongue. Her cunt looked was so wet and swollen I could not believe it. She was so pink and shinny............. I knew that he was loving every minute of it.

Lynne had to stop sucking as her breathing got faster and she lay down and jerked him in front of her face. When she put her head down his cock was to big it practically hung over her shoulder. Suddenly she began to shake as an orgasm came over her. She bucked and ground on his mouth like wild.

She couldn't stand it any longer! She jumped off him and turned around and they kissed madly, harder than ever before. Anticipating what was to come next, she leaned forward and reached down for his cock. Stroking it she began to slide it up and down her open slit. Then closing her eyes and licking her lips she slowly......carefully.....eased the head of his cock into her as I watched inch after inch separate her lips and glide into her until his entire length was buried in my beautiful wife's pussy.. She had her head back and mouth open and she started to slowly grind on him getting every last bit of him in there. Then she slowly raised off until he was completely out of her, his cock and her pussy were totally drenched and glistening in the dim light. Slowly she sat down on it again repeating the whole thing several times just enjoying the feel of him before speeding the pace. Faster and faster she went riding him into the ground, him thrusting up from below her.

Now I could hear her moans and screams as he fucked her from below, and I could hear her calling out for him to ram the full length of his rod into her.. I couldn't believe he hadn't come yet. But Lynne hit her climax two or three times. Then she rolled off of Joe and lay down on the carpet so that her open legs were facing the window to give me a direct view of her soaking lovenest. Then Joe positioned himself on top of my wife and I watched her hand guide his cock into her pussy.

Now with him on top pounding into her, she was scratching his back, grabbing his tight ass, and wrapping her legs around his back to pull him into her. His large balls were almost touching the carpet, swinging and slapping her ass with each thrust. He continued his fucking for at least five minutes before he stopped with one last full hard stroke. His ass and thighs tightened as he shot a thick gush inside her. He pounded her pussy with several more strokes before he collapsed on top of her. I could see a pool of thick white cum forming on the carpet as it ran down her ass. She reached down and wiped some off her ass with two fingers. Bringing the fingers to her mouth, she licked some cum then offered her fingers to Joe. He opened his mouth and took her cum laden fingers in. He tasted her pussy juice now mixed with his cum. He sucked on her fingers and she kissed him. That really got me hot and I continued to jerk my cock wishing that I was able to also share the liquid that she was feeding to Joe. They lay there for 10 minutes kissing lightly and feeling each other, and smiling and talking a bit. Soon he stood and began to dress as Lynne lay there watching him, his long cock swinging just a few feet in front of her. She got up on her knees and placed her month around his now limp member and pulled it into her month and sucked the last of his juices from him as she tried to get it to come to life again, but he was spent for the night.

As he finished dressing, she got up and slipped on her panties. Then they kissed one last time and she walked him to the front door. As soon as I was sure he left I cut through the side yard to the next street to get my car and "return home".

Lynne was sitting in the wingchair almost asleep from exhaustion when I came back into the house. She stood up and smiled when I came in. She kissed me and asked me if I liked what I saw. She could tell by the size of my cock pressing against my pants and my tongue darting into her mouth that I did. I worked my tongue deep into her month to taste the mixture of love juices still remaining in her month. She stood in front of me, her face and chest were all blushed, her breasts heavy and swollen.

Lynne turned around and bent over sticking her ass just inches from my face, it was unbelievable!! His cum had soaked her pussy and ran out drenching her black panties making them almost transparent Her pink, pussy was swollen and her brown hair was matted against the cum soaked material.

I slid her panties down and I could see how full of cream she was. I sat Lynne back down in the wingchair and placed one of her legs over each arm of the chair. This not only served to spread her pussy but it also raised her ass slightly off of the cushion. Then I quickly undressed and dropped to my knees in front of Lynne's glistening lovebox. Joe's cum was running out of her so I brought my tongue up to her cunt. When I put it back in my mouth there was a thick wad of his cum mixed with her cunt juice on it. I lost control and buried my face in her sopping pussy sucking all that sweet juice from her. Then I spent the rest of the night eating my wife's sweet buttered bun as she told me all of the details of how Joe used his cock on her.

Finally I fucked her as she told me that she had invited him for lunch the next day and asked me if I would like to come home to the same treat that I was now enjoying, except that she would be on our bed and that both her front and rear holes would be buttered.. I shot what felt like a gallon of cum into her twat as she told me about her plans for the next day.

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