Being 42 and married for a little over a year to a cute
32 year old brunette…I preferred to go home in the
evening.

We had just finished an office wide meeting and I was
anxious to head out the door. It was my wife’s
birthday and she was picking me up from the office.
When my co-workers and I reached the lobby, a few of
them whistled. My wife was standing there blushing, in
a very short, sexy red dress that I had never seen
before. She obviously had plans for dinner at a nice
restaurant. Andy, a young partner at the firm, said,
“We always have a drink at the ‘Poison Apple’ after
work…why don’t you two join us before heading off to
dinner?”

Fool that I was, I said “How ’bout it, Jessica?” In a way
that made it clear she should say yes.

“OK…But just one drink, we have reservations in a
little over an hour.” She was a trooper. She knew
that I wanted to be ‘one of the guys’. Besides, one
drink couldn’t hurt.

As we walked over to the club, Jessica whispered in my
ear, “I’ve got plans for you, Mister, so don’t waste my
evening at this bar.” I could tell I was in for a nice
evening. Her dress was short and buttoned all the way
up the front. It was so short in fact, that she had to
hold it down in the light wind. God forbid that she
bend over for something. Her little dress didn’t
cover much.

The “Poison Apple” is a little dance club/bar with
after work regulars and a dance floor for couples.
Like most dance places, it’s rather dark. There was
only one table that would seat all eight of us, a
cramped ‘U’ shaped booth.

To show what a great guy I was, I offered to pay for
the first round. Andy sat Jessica at the head of the
table “since it’s her birthday”. The head of the
table, was the center of the “U”.

I headed off to the bar with seven different orders in
mind. Repeating them, so as not to forget.

The bar tender was slow getting around to me. I
rattled off all seven drinks (proud of myself for
remembering them all). It took a while for him to fill
the order and it took me three trips to deliver them to
the table. All of the guys were making quite a fuss
over Jessica. As I delivered the drinks, I caught some
of the conversation. They were asking her what she did
for a living… a receptionist at a dentist’s office.
What were her hobbies… blah, blah, blah… The music
was loud, but I could make out the gist of the
conversation. She was all smiles. She obviously liked
all of the attention.

As I delivered the last of the drinks, I found a chair
had been placed at the ‘foot’ of the table for me. So
everyone was sitting in the booth but me… which was
understandable, since I had been off getting the
drinks. Andy was sitting next to Jessica and I heard
him asking her “any tattoos?” The whole table chuckled
and I joined-in as Jessica just smiled and blushed.

Jessica excused herself to go to the ladies room. Rather
than clear the way for her, the guys on my right, slid
her out, across their laps.

Once she headed for the rest room the conversation
turned to other things. Sports, new clients at the
office, etc…

I started talking with Jay, to my right. “During the
week, we usually come here. On a Friday, we’ll go to
Big Al’s.” I’d heard of the strip club but had never
been there. “The girls are the best in the
country…great table dances…”, Jay said. The guys
at the other end of the table must have been talking
about the same thing, because I overheard one of them
saying, “Not often you see a girl, wearing’ a garter
belt… much less slide her ass across your lap.”

The conversation hushed a little as Jessica returned.
She waited for them to make way, but to my surprise Jay
took her by the waist and slid her across his lap and
passed her down to her place at the head of the table.
She seemed surprised, but didn’t make any comment. She
just quickly took a drink from her glass. The guys at
the other end of the table resumed their conversation
with her. I couldn’t make out the conversation over
the music, but I could tell that they were teasing her,
because she was giggling a lot. I went back to talking
with Jay.

He was telling me all about Big Al’s. I was looking
forward to a Friday office meeting…so I could tag
along afterwards. While I talked with Jay, I glanced
at Jessica every once in a while to see if she was ready
to go.

The conversation at the other end of the table was a
little quieter now…so they must have stopped teasing
her. She seemed to be more relaxed because she was
leaning back in the booth and seemed to be breathing
deeper. I glanced up again, to see that her eyes
weren’t even open at one point. Her drink must be
getting to her, I suspected.

I decided to let her enjoy it…since it was her
birthday and all. When she opened her eyes and saw
that I was looking at her…she jumped a little and
must have hit Andy because his whole arm shook. She
smiled sheepishly and gulped down the rest of her gin
and tonic.

I smiled at her…she must have almost dosed off and
felt silly about it, I reasoned. Andy offered to pay
for the next round. I said, “It’s up to Jessica…we
have about a half hour, do you want to stay for another
drink.” Jessica sheepishly said, “Sure,” and everyone at
her end of the table laughed and hooted. Andy passed
the money down to me and as I walked away to the bar, I
heard someone saying, “my turn.”

Once again, it took quite a while at the bar, and three
trips to deliver the drinks. I noticed on each trip
that people had changed seats. So it took me a while
to get the right drink to the right person. Finally I
sat back down and resumed my conversation with Jay (who
was still sitting in the same seat…although he kept
looking down at the other end of the table).

Jessica was relaxing again…leaning back in her seat and
seemed to be gripping the edge of the table with both
hands. Cory was leaning towards her and whispering
something in her ear. It was cramped at that end of
the table so Cory was right next to her. He was also
gesturing fervently with his hand under the table, as
if driving home an important point.

Jessica closed her eyes again… as though she was trying
to remember something. The guy next to Andy nudged
him and traded places with him. He seemed to want to
get in on the conversation that Cory and Jessica were
having. He also gestured under the table… apparently
in opposition to Cory. Finally, Jessica gasped rather
loudly…apparently exasperated with their
conversation. She leaned forward and opened her eyes
and took a another deep drink of her Gin and Tonic.

Jay was telling me about some of the group’s wild
evenings at the strip club. A little later when I
looked up. Jessica was leaning over the table and
filling her bowl with peanuts from the basket in the
middle of the table. It was a bit of a reach, so she
was leaning on her elbows as she did it… and it
seemed to take quite a while.

The guys on either side of her where leaning back
behind her… apparently to make room for her. Her
eyes had sort of a glazed look, I wondered if she might
have had too much to drink. She sat back down and the
guys next to her helped her eat the peanuts.

Just a couple of minutes later she was filling her bowl
again and different guys were sitting next to her. I
couldn’t tell for sure, because it was dim, but it
looked like the guys next to her were looking up her
dress. I tried to motion to her, but she seemed
oblivious to the whole thing. ‘Oh well, Let them have
their fun,’ I thought. Just looking isn’t going to
hurt anybody, I guess.

I went to the rest room and when I got back, Cory
offered to pay for the next round.

I looked at Jessica and she just nodded. There were low
chuckles around the table. I went off to get the
drinks again and notice that Jessica had apparently
returned to the conversation with Cory and the other
guy. They were both leaning in towards her. and she
apparently disagreed with both of them…because she
was gesturing wildly at both of them under the
table…probably shaking a finger at them both. It
must have been good humored fun, because the guys
didn’t seem offended by her scolding.

The bartender took his time again and when I returned,
Jessica was nowhere to be found. I asked Jay where she
was and just as he was telling me that she had lost an
earring under the table, I noticed the back of her head
over Andy’s lap. It was dark, but I could tell that
she was looking around, because her head was moving
around a lot. I went back for the rest of the drinks.
On my second trip she was still looking, but when I
returned with the last of the drinks… she must have
found it, because she was sitting upright… touching-
up her lipstick.

I sat down to enjoy my drink and Jessica excused herself
to the Ladies’ Room again. The guys took their time as
they slid her down the line and she trotted off to the
rest room. I noticed that Jay had moved to the other
end of the table, so I struck up a conversation with
Andy.

I didn’t even notice when Jessica got back, but she was
filling her bowl again with peanuts and Jay was
leaning-in behind her. I turned back to my
conversation with Andy. We talked for a while and
about three minutes later she was still there, leaning
over the table and resting on her elbows. When I
looked up, she grabbed her bowl and sat back quickly.
Apparently backing into Jay pretty hard. This must
have made Tom spill his drink on himself, because his
chin was all wet.

Andy, directed my attention back to our
conversation.

A little later I looked up and noticed that my wife had
undone several of the buttons of her dress. It was hot
in the bar, so that didn’t surprise me in and of
itself. What did surprise me was that her cleavage was
showing to the point that you could see the edges of
her bra cups. She just smiled at me and returned to
her conversation with Rod, a stocky black accountant
from an ivy league school. She was directly facing him
so all I could see was her back. Once again, it was
dark in the club, but for her to face him like that…
it seemed that she would almost have to be straddling
his lap… she looked over her shoulder and smiled to
me… so I knew that everything must be OK.

Andy asked me a question so I returned to the
conversation.

When I looked up again. She was sitting back in her
seat again and it looked like even more of her buttons
were undone. Her dress could fall open at any moment.
Rod distracted me by offering to pay for the next
round. Jessica said, “We’ve missed our reservations by
now…so we might as well.” Everyone laughed and I
noticed that the guys on either side of my wife were
turned-in towards her and showing her a lot of
attention.

Once again, the bartender took his time. When I
finally returned to the table, I was floored. Jessica
was leaning over the table, gripping each side tightly
with her hands and had the hem of her dress laid across
her back. Someone was apparently behind her with his
face pressed against her crotch and Rod had his hand
in the front of her dress and was pulling her bra down
and to the side. Jay was starting to help Rod by
unbuttoning more of her buttons and undoing the front
clasped bra. Jessica’s eyes were closed, but her rapid
breathing made it clear that she was on the verge of
orgasm.

I watched helplessly Rod pinched one of my wife’s
nipples and Jay maneuvered to suck on the other one.
Soon my wife gasped the same gasp I had heard earlier
in the evening. The most disconcerting thing about it
was that I was turned-on. Instead of yelling at
everyone… I delivered the drinks and went back for
the second and third trips.

When I got back Andy was at the head of the table
with my wife on his lap. She was bouncing up and
down… so I could tell that he was fucking her. Her
dress was open in front Jay and Rod were replaced by
other guys who were sucking her tits. I simply sat
down and watched as they took turns with her. Now that
I knew what was going on…she would close her eyes for
a while and then she would open them and watch me
intently as she was fucked and man-handled. At one
point, she sat on the end of the booth right next to me
and I watched her give blow jobs to all six of the guys
from my office.

She didn’t even offer to touch me, but she made sure
that I noticed when they came. Some of the cum
dribbled down her chin, but more often than not, she
would milk their dicks with her hand as she drank down
the cum in slow deliberate gulps.

Since that day, she is a regular at office functions.
The first night that I went to Big Al’s strip club, my
wife was there. She kneeled in front of each of the
guys from the office as they enjoyed the show. She
even sucked me off that night. While she was giving
blowjobs, guys had her skirt up and were sticking money
in her garter.

The only time that it bothers me is when she stops by
the office during the business day and fucks and sucks
guys while I’m working. She does it with the door
closed, but everyone (even the secretaries) knows what
is going on.

We would just get in the front door of our house, and strip off our clothes and go fuck somewhere in the house. It didn’t matter where. We fucked in the bathtub, shower, and the laundry room even on top of the coffee table. It’s like we were in heat every minute. Sex was great; we fucked in all known positions & even came up with some we tried. It’s ah wonder Paula never got pregnant as much as we fucked each other. A couple years later we kind of slowed down a little to a couple times a day to once ah week, to maybe once a month. My dick and me were going bonkers. I asked her why she didn’t want to have sex. I got no answer. Time spent in the bathroom with my Rosy palm and her five sisters. I would jack off. I was trying to figure out why Paula lost her interest in fucking me the way she did.

I was on the Internet looking for information on why women lose interest in sex. I came across a chat room where people could chat about anything. Cooking, sports just about anything, even sex. There is self-made profile on these people that you could read. To join in the chat room you had to have a login name. I choose “Neglected One / Golfer” I was looking at all the chat room titles. I logged on to one that was “Straight Sex” I was reading the main chat line, when I had gotten a PM. PM was “Personal Message” This guy was asking about my name, “Neglected Golfer” ah asked if I played and where I was located, he wanted to know if we could play golf some time.

I received another PM from a lady who was “Beautiful Bonnie” She typed ASL I was knew at this chat, so had to ask what that was. She came back & said Age, Sex & Location? Ok, I’m 26 and I live in Lakehurst, a far as sex. I use to. “Oh Wow, “Neglected One”  I live there also, small world huh?  She returned by asked my sex. I typed “Yes I have, but it’s very seldom now. She asked if I was divorced. I said ‘no but my wife don’t want sex anymore. I don’t know why. Bonnie came back and said “have you asked her” I said I have, she won’t even talk to me about it. I typed “we had sex all the time for a long time. She just stopped” 

Well “Beautiful Bonnie how do you look? She told me she was 5’ 6” 122 pounds, long brown hair. Blue eyes and a figure that was called ah “Brick Shit House” My measurements are 38 26 36 my tits are round and firm with my areola about 2” and my nipples about ½ when hardened.

Something clicked, my wife Paula looks like that. I typed back to “Beautiful Bonnie do you a have picture that you could send me? Y yes I do, but I’ll have to get to know you a little better. Ok Bonnie, I typed back. She asked me what I looked like. I gave her some bogus information. I told her I was Randy, 6’ 2” 195 pounds and abs like a rushing stream. Bonnie replied and ur cock?  “You want to know about my cock Bonnie? It’s right at 81/2” when I get a hard-on. Bonnie replied and ur cock is it circumcised? Yes it is Bonnie; would you like to see it? Y Yes, I dearly would and maybe even swallow it for you!

This chat room lady & I were talking to each other about sex. We were having a hot sex chat. She told me that her x would Wham Bam and then the SOB would go to sleep while leaving me dangling without getting me off. I just gave up on him, but I have a little buddy here at work that is not satisfied until I am. I have gotten my rocks off many times with this guy. We had a good time chatting. She said she had to get back to work for now. She kissed me XOXOXOXOX I Just have to get to know ur dick so I can suck the snot out of it…… & she was gone.

Last night I took a real close look at Paula’s physical features. This Bonnie had described Paula to a tee. Is my wife having an affair? Is she fucking some other guy?  All kinds of thoughts were going through my head. I just had to get a picture of Bonnie to see if it was what I was thinking was true.

The next day I logon and went right to the room she was in. She saved my login ID and there she was. “Good morning Randy, It’s Bonnie, How you doing sweetie” I continued where we left off. “A picture, a picture of yourself” Last night I wanked off thinking about you” Bonnie & how I’d like to get you down & fuck you so hard until you passed out. How about it Bonnie?

Wow, Randy ur kinda forward aren’t you? But it sounds great to me! Here I’ll send you my pix. Hang on Randy, while I’m download my pix tell me about you jerking off. Was it nice? Did you imagine it was really me? Was I good? How did you hide ur cum from ur wife?

Bonnie to start off, “I was in the bathroom taken a whiz and my thoughts returned to you and the chat we had. I thought of how you looked with your month around my love missile”  “Love Missile? LMFAO is that what you call it? It must be something to watch and better yet to feel in my cunt!  Here is my Pix Randy”

I waited a few minutes; yep there it was. I clicked on upload. The picture was my wife. She was wearing a two-piece bikini that didn’t have enough material to cover her tits all the way. I could see a shadow of her nipples and a little pubic hair around the edge of her bikini thong. I was so pissed, but I played along. I even saved the chat to documents. It might come in handy later on.

Oh WoW, Bonnie ur pix is so beautiful, I should dump my wife and we could get together. Huh? How bout it? That way you could suck the snot out of my cock any time.

We had a heavy sex chat, everything was going swell. Sucking, fucking her and her fucking me back all afternoon. “Say Bonnie is your panties wet” My panties? Oh hell I took them off a long time ago and yes I am very wet”

“Bonnie, reach down & give her a little tickle. Oh Randy, I can’t do that here. I’m in my office. I’m supposed to be working.

“Bonnie, who is this buddy of urs, that one that takes care of ur needs” 

He is this young stud that delivers mail here, we just came back from fucking for lunch.

“Bonnie why are you still married if this young kids gets ur rocks off better than ur husband”? (She didn’t catch on that she told me she had an X husband) Bonnie “Bonnie U there” the screen was quit. “Bonnie” “BONNIE” she was gone.

I stopped to pick up Paula at her work. She said she was fired today for inappropriate behavior. I thought that’s what happened. Ok, I just played along some more. Paula what happened? She said she didn’t want to discuss it right now. I left it at that.

The next day I checked my email from work. I logon on for a minute and there was Bonnie. She said “I was fired because she was not working and had a chat room up and chatting about sex when my supervisor caught me” she also wrote to my PC that she had to meet me in person and fuck my brains out.

“Oh Bonnie, so you want to meet me huh? Ok Tell ya what, meet me at the hotel at Hartford & I-95 at 10:00 tomorrow, we can check in as husband and wife. That way we can fuck all afternoon. Here’s something I just thought of. I’ll leave ah key at the front desk. You can let ur self in” “Ok Randy see ya then, XX0X0X0X.

I planned all afternoon of just what to do. I printed her pix and her chat documents. The next morning was Saturday. I told Paula I was going to the golf course for 18 holes and a few drinks after. I told her that so she could get away to meet Randy. I went right to the hotel and checked in. I went to a Wal-Mart that enlarged pictures. I asked if they could make this life size. Sure it will be about 3 hours though. Here lady, I gave her a fifty dollar bill & said make it black & white. I really need this as quick as you can. I called a divorce attorney and got the oil changed in my car. I went back and they had it ready. Full life size of Paula dressed in that piece of material that Bonnie called a bikini.

I hung it on the entrance door Paula would have to see it when she walked in. It was about 9:30 and the trap was all set. I had all the chat documents laid out on the dresser. The picture was hung I just waited for Bonnie / Paula to come in.

10:00 right on a knock on the door. I heard the card key slide in the slot. I ducked into the bathroom. She came in calling to Randy. Oh Shit, I could have heard the pin drop on the carpet. Paula’s month dropped she was stuttering something about she was so sorry & that she didn’t mean to cheat on me.

I just said, Bonnie was to be here at 10:00 why are you here Paula? She started to cry and seen the chat room doc’s there on the dresser. Paula looked up at me with a face full of tears. She said I’m Busted Huh?

Yeah Paula you are busted! Now what? she asked. Paula, what you are going to do with this. You are to strip down to nothing & Bonnie is going to fuck me silly. Paula did as she was told. I fucked her pussy, as well as her month. Paula never liked anal sex. I fucked Bonnie’s ass the hardest. I was spent. I used all of the cum I could muster up. She looked a mess, like a street whore that fucks for money. “Now Bonnie get dressed we are going home” We arrived home she wanted to talk about this. I said “Now, Bonnie, I want you and Paula to pack up everything you own and get the FUCK out of my house. Divorce papers are pending – A divorce is what you need. This way you can fuck this mail man’s brains out all you want”

“But, but Tim where am I to go? That mail man is married also” she said “Oh Tim I have never lost a desire to have sex with you, it’s just he was so nice and said all the correct things. Please let’s work this out, can we huh” She moved closer to me on the couch and started petting me and reached for my zipper. I just let her do whatever she wanted too. I wanted to screw her one more before kicking her out into the street. She did manage to get my cock to stand up. She then gives me the best blow-job she had ever. I shot my wad in her mouth, in her hair and her face got some. My cock was not done, not yet. She wanted to fuck me.

I got her all naked she bent over the arm of the couch and said “Here Tim, Fuck me right there” and pointed to her cum soaked pussy. She said, “Just my cunt needs fucked. I need to cum with you” I didn’t even look at that. Her ass is what I wanted. I placed the helmet of my cock at her cunt. She started to back up a little.  I raised my dick a little and drove my cock right up her ass. I didn’t stop until my balls hit her ass cheeks. My dick was pounding her bung hole & she started to cry from the pain. “Oh Damn-it Tim that hurts, Please stop, stop and take your dick out of my ass. I never liked it “

I said, “To hear Bonnie talk about taking cock up her ass is what she liked. Well here Paula” I withdrew out all but the head on my cock & with hard thrust I hit her bowels. I started to cum again. I jammed my dick in so hard it hurt me. I just made a deposit one last time. I un-loaded my balls right up Bonnie’s tight ass. I asked Paula if she still wanted to talk about this.

“Oh Yes” she said can we” “Yes! We can talk about this in the courtroom. Now get your shit together and Get Your Slutty Ass Out of My house.

I’m not so lucky. I’m only five three, with red hair,
gray eyes (which is unusual for a redhead I’m told),
108 pounds, and a modest 34C-23-35 figure. Along with
the orange hair, I’ve got a typical redhead’s peaches-
and-cream complexion, with freckles here and there.

Cali and I have been friends forever it seems, and this
last year was the first year we spent apart, her going
to USC and me going to CAL-Berkeley. We both went home
for the summer, and quickly caught up on the juicy
details of each other’s lives. So the first thing to do
was to call up some guys and get dates right? Wrong!
Almost every guy we knew was “hooked” by some gal, here
or at school. So Cali and I fell back on each other,
and went to a movie together.

After the movie, we stopped at Marie Calendar’s pie
shop, talking about our interests (in guys at our
schools), and Cali told me about something she did that
got me really excited. Cali had worked out late one
day, and she finished showering in the girl’s locker
room and was just about to leave the school. She saw a
few guys on the football team working out on the field
and she watched them for a few minutes.

Neither of us knows who to thank for those spandex
uniform pants, but they don’t hide much! Cali
cautiously crept into the men’s locker room, hiding in
a utility closet and peering out the slotted vents.
Sure enough, these guys come in, and start stripping
down to shower, with Cali watching! The closet was near
the showers, and, according to Cali, she could see both
the lockers and the showers easily.

One of the guys came out of the shower and stood there,
toweling off in front of Cali’s closet door! Cali said
she was practically drooling, because this guy’s dick
was about six inches long, and it wasn’t even hard! All
those flat stomachs and tight asses had Cali all
excited, and when the guys left, she crept out of the
locker room. I told her I didn’t believe it, and when
we got back to her house, she showed me a jock-strap
she’d taken from one of the lockers that had been
unlocked! Like I said; Cali and I can really get into
trouble.

It was about a week later, when we went to a local bar,
using fake IDs, that we started our really nasty summer
adventures. We let two guys hit on us, and we were
dancing and getting a bit drunk. Finally, we went
outside to their car, and necked for a few minutes.
Both these guys proved that they were jerks when they
figured we were drunk enough to let them do anything.

The guy I was with put his hand under my top and was
squeezing my tits, and of course I was rubbing his dick
through his pants, feeling it grow. Cali was in the
front seat, and I could hear her moan but I couldn’t
see what was going on. The guy with me tried to
unbutton my pants, but I stopped him, not wanting to
get out of control in the car. Cali and I finally said
we had to go to the restroom, and that they should both
be stripped and ready for action when we got back. Of
course we went around to the front and got into my car
and drove off, both of us laughing at the thought of
those two “studs” sitting naked in the car, waiting for
us.

The night was still young, and we were both a bit
tipsy, so we drove around to clear our heads as much as
possible. Just as we rounded a small rock outcropping,
we heard someone moaning. We stopped and listened, and
peering through the gloom, we could see a couple
fucking on the beach.
Cali and I watched, making some very scandalous and
critical remarks about the whole thing. They both came,
the guy just before the girl and by the time they
finished and started dressing, Cali and I were sopping
wet. We turned around and started back up the beach,
when we saw a guy walking towards us. It was pretty
dark, and when he was about ten feet or so away, he
said, “Hello.”

His voice was so sexy, that I stopped and we both
started talking to him. He said his name was Shaun, and
he asked us if we’d like to walk down the beach with
him. Cali and I really didn’t want to walk with him,
and he smiled and said that he understood (too many
crazies around). So we talked for a bit, and Cali told
him that further down there was a couple on the beach
“doing it”.

“I’m not surprised. I see a lot of that out here.” Shaun
said.

“Do you watch?” Cali asked, and I shot her a dirty
look, which she missed.

“No, not really,” Shaun said quietly. “I just try to
ignore them. I figure they’re doing it down here so
nobody will see, so why disappoint them?”

Shaun offered us a cigarette (we don’t smoke), and when
his lighter flared, we both gasped. Shaun was terrific
looking and shirt less. He had a gorgeous body, and we
both could see the bulge in his shorts. Shaun smiled,
and looked at me. “I didn’t know you were a redhead in
this light,” he said, emphasizing “redhead” like it was
important.

“Yeah,” I said. “Some of us have all the luck.”

“I suppose you’ll ask if she’s hot and fiery as her
hair.” Cali put in a bit sarcastically.

“No, but that’s a good line.” Shaun said. “I was going
to suggest going up to the Sandpiper Inn for a drink,
on me, so I could see your hair in some real light.”

“Oh brother!” Cali said.

I thought he was kind of sweet, but Cali was thinking
that he was on the prowl. I said it sounded fine, and
Cali just about broke a rib jabbing me the way she did.
Shaun walked along side us up to the inn, and he stopped
at his car in the lot, putting on his shirt and shoes.
We watched, and Shaun’s body was even better looking in
the slight light from the car’s interior light.

Shaun held the door for us, and we entered, walking into
the bar part of the restaurant. The girl behind the
counter waved to him, and Shaun waved back. He motioned
us to a table and we sat down, off in the corner.

“That’s my sister Anita.” Shaun said, pointing to the
bartender he’d waved to. “She’s a terrific kid. You’d
never guess she has two kids of her own.” He was
certainly right. Anita looked to be only about 23, and
when she came over to say hello, her tight fitting
black pants showed curves that would make most women
extremely jealous. Anita is pretty, with brown hair and
big brown eyes, but not outstandingly so.

“Picking up girls on the beach again, eh, Shaun?” She
chided him.

Anita looked us over, asking us for our orders. We gave
them to her. “Just be careful if Shaun suggests taking
you to his place. He’s a real wolf.”

“Thanks,” I said, seeing that Anita was just teasing
her brother. Cali and I talked with him, and when Anita
came back with our drinks, she said that she would be
off work at midnight. It was quarter of, and we waited
for her to come over and join us. In the meantime, Shaun
was telling us that he thought of “carrot-tops” as very
sexy. Cali asked about blondes, and Shaun said that he
liked blondes too, but since redheads were scarce, and
pretty ones even more so, he was intrigued.

Anita joined us finally, and Shaun went to the restroom.
“Shaun’s really a sweet guy.” Anita said. “If it weren’t
for Shaun, I’d be a lot worse off.” Anita said that she
had two little girls and she was making it on her own.
Cali was impressed by Anita’s emphatic praise of him.

“How long has your brother been helping you?” Cali
asked.

“Is that what he told you? That he’s my brother?” Anita
laughed a bit. “No, Shaun’s actually my brother-IN-LAW.
My husband was his older brother.”

Cali and I looked at each other then, and realized that
Shaun was really an interesting guy.

Just as I was going to ask Anita if Shaun was married,
he came back to the table, smiling. I could see no
wedding ring (or a “cheaters mark”) so I guessed him to
be single. “I just called Nick to come join us,” Shaun
said.

Anita’s eyes lit up and she told us that Nick was a
“true-blue hunk”. Shaun looked at Cali, and said, “I
hope you don’t mind, but I think you’ll like Nick. I
know he’ll like you.” Cali was a bit miffed at Shaun
taking the liberty, but when Nick came in, she changed
her mind. “Hunk” was right!

Nick was about five eleven and every bit as fit and
trim as a girl could want. He had dark hair and a
smooth dark complexion (from his Spanish mother) and
gleaming blue eyes (from his father). A few more drinks
and Anita suggested her place, as her mother had the
kids for the weekend. Feeling pleasantly relaxed, Cali
and I agreed.

Cali’s place wasn’t far away, and it was a very nice
large apartment near the beach. Just near enough to
hear and smell the ocean (but not see it), and far
enough away that the rent was reasonable. About a half
hour after getting to her place, Anita disappeared to
get out of her “work clothes”.

I was sitting right next to Shaun on the sofa, while
Cali and Nick were looking through some of Anita’s
record albums. Jeff’s finger touched under my chin and
I turned to look at him. His eyes were so soft and
gentle, I could feel the electricity in his touch, and
I leaned into his soft, warm lips. I kissed him,
feeling his lips slowly part, and his tongue gently
stroked my lips.

I parted my lips and let his tongue enter my mouth,
eagerly swirling my tongue around his. I chased his
tongue into his mouth when it withdrew, and that
excited him, his hands now sliding urgently down my
back.

We were both lost in our blissful kiss, when we heard
“Ahem!” from behind us. Parting, we looked at each
other for a second, then to Nick and Cali, who were
both grinning at our display.

“Rather adolescent, wasn’t that?” Nick laughed.

“Hey!” Shaun shot back. “So I was deprived as a teen.
Gimme a break!”

Cali held up one of my favorite albums and I nodded.
Nick held up another and we all agreed that we liked
Anita’s taste in music. Anita returned, and she was
wearing sweat pants and an exercise top that left her
flat stomach bare. Anita put on some music and said
she’d fix some snacks. As she left the room, she turned
down the dimmer on the lights.

Cali and Nick were slow dancing in front of the
fireplace, and I turned to Shaun. We kissed again, and
both of us felt the heat burning in the other. We
kissed and kissed for a long time, his hands and tongue
making me so hot that I was sure my pants were visibly
wet. Anita made a loud noise in the kitchen breaking up
some ice, and we parted our kiss, looking at Cali and
Nick.

They were locked in a deep kiss like we had been, with
Nick’s hands on Cali’s ass, pulling her against him.
Cali was also trying to wrap herself around Nick, her
hands on the back of his head. Anita announced the
snacks were ready, and Nick disentangled from Cali to
help her bring out the food and some drinks. She sat
down, and started telling some jokes that she’d heard,
most of them a bit raunchy. Shaun mentioned that Anita
had a hidden talent, and she blushed and gave him a
“not again” look. Shaun badgered Anita into showing us.

She took the stem from the cherry in my coke, and
popped it in her mouth. A few seconds later, it came
out with de a rude suggestion, something about trying
it with a larger object, and we all laughed. “Speaking
of larger objects Nick…” Anita said, making her stare
obvious. Nick wasn’t displaying much of a bulge, but
Anita’s eyes said there was some very decent
“equipment” there.

“Are you going to show it off?” Nick blushed a bit, and
I’m sure Cali felt her pussy moisten as I did.

We all urged him to show us (it must have been the
liquor from earlier), and he finally said okay. Nick
stood up, and Anita dimmed the lights dramatically.
Nick unzipped about half way, and Cali suddenly leaned
forward, taking over the job.

Cali did a good job of erotically lowering his zipper,
and rubbing her hand over his crotch. I could see his
bulge forming against his shorts. Cali was going to
reach in through his zipper, but Nick put her hands on
his belt. Cali pulled it loose, moving her face close
to his manhood. Cali’s hands slid his pants down to the
floor, and we could see a huge bulge in his jockey
shorts. Slowly Cali pulled them down, and when his dick
sprang free, I could hear Cali’s gasp over mine.

Nick had a huge prick, and the head was perfectly
circumcised. Cali stared at it, watching it grow even
more. I could see her tremble as she put her hand
around it and lifted it, then ran her tongue down the
underside of it. Nick sighed loudly. “Oh God! I’m in
heaven!” Cali said. She kept kissing and licking it,
and Nick wasn’t going to stop her.

“Eleven and three-quarters inches,” Anita said. “I
measured it the first time I saw it,” she added
proudly.

I looked down at Shaun’s crotch and saw his bulge. No
one had to tell me, so I unfastened his pants and took
him out of his shorts. No monster like Nick had, but
one of the most beautiful cocks I’d ever seen! Shaun was
about seven inches long, and just the right diameter. I
leaned over and licked the drop of his semen that
dribbled from the tip. Then I just had to have him in
my mouth. I liked his warm, rubbery head, and then
started sucking him into my eager mouth.

Shaun moaned softly and I felt his hips rise. His dick
was warm and firm and just the right size. After
several long strokes on him, I then remembered that
Anita was watching. I looked up at her and wow!! Anita
was sitting back, one hand down her sweat pants,
frigging herself while she watched us. Her other hand
had pushed her top up, showing us her large-nippled
breasts and she pinched a nipple in her fingers.

I looked over at Cali, and Nick was undressing her, she
was down to her bra and panties. “What the hell,” I
thought, and I pulled Shaun’s pants off, and then his
shirt. He undressed me carefully, kissing my breasts as
he pulled off my blouse. The low lights, the alcohol,
and the gentle way everyone moved had an effect, and we
were all soon naked in the living room.

All but Anita. She just sat and watched us, and her
being dressed excited me even more. Shaun slid down to
the floor and began licking my pussy. He knew his way
around a pussy, his tongue finding my sensitive places
and making me crazy with the way he teased me higher
and higher.

Cali went straight for Nick’s dick, and I watched. Nick
sat on the love seat (appropriate no?), with Cali
sitting down facing him. I watched, and slowly
tried to stuff his meat in her tight pussy, taking him
an inch at a time. Her soft, white round ass spread
over Nick’s lap, and his huge prick slowly disappearing
into her made me so incredibly wet!

Finally, Cali sat down, completely hiding his cock
inside her. Cali moaned and breathed hard. When she
rose up, the sight of such a big cock sliding out of
her made me come right in Shaun’s mouth! Shaun kept
sucking and licking me, and I came again, seeing Cali
take Nick inside her again and again.

“Fuck me.” I told Shaun, pulling him up from between my
legs. Shaun kneeled down and got to work.

I’d seen porno movies before, but this was hot!
Watching my best friend getting fucked by a huge cock!
Slowly Shaun started to pump me, and I closed my eyes
and just floated on the sensations he gave me. His
hands squeezed my breasts, and he pulled on my nipples
just the way I like to do.

I was so close to coming and I wanted to, but I also
wanted it to last longer. Shaun started moving even
slower, and I felt his hand flicking my clit. I started
to come, really come hard, and I looked down. I looked
down and saw Anita flicking her tongue on my clit!!
Just as my orgasm was subsiding, another rolled over
me, and I didn’t care if it was a girl or a guy sucking
me, just as long as it didn’t stop! I know I was
moaning, but I don’t remember it. Shaun was starting to
pound my sopped pussy and it felt like I was coming all
the time. I looked down, and Anita was kissing her way
up my stomach. I started coming again and she sucked on
of my nipples and then pinched the other. I moaned and
screamed that I was coming again.

I felt Shaun’s cock explode inside me, spurting what
felt like gallons of his come. That kept me coming for
what seemed like an hour, although it was really just a
few long seconds.

Before I could recover, and say anything, Shaun slid out
of my pussy, and I felt Anita’s mouth on me. “Oh,
no…don’t…Oh! Unnnngggh!” I tried to say no, but her
tongue had found my clit, making me come again.

Anita licked and sucked me, and I could feel her
licking up Shaun’s come as it flowed from my pussy.
Anita was hot and she filled my cunt with three of her
long fingers pumping my pussy while she licked and
sucked my throbbing hard clit. I felt like I was going
to explode from the pleasure and then Anita pushed two
fingers up my anus and began to ream my tight little
butt hole. She made me come at least three times, and
when she stopped I was so weak I could hardly move.

Anita sat on the floor almost next to me, her face wet
with Shaun’s and my juices. I was too wiped out to say
anything to her. When I opened my eyes a minute later,
it was because Cali was screaming and moaning. I looked
over and saw that Anita was leaning between Cali and
Nick, obviously sucking Cali’s clit, and her right
forefinger was deep inside Cali’s ass.

Cali was shaking her head all over, and bouncing on
Nick’s huge prick. Her big tits were wobbling all over
the place too, and I could see that Cali was slamming
herself down on him. Nick shoved up hard, lifting his
hips off the seat, and burying himself deep inside
Cali. I could see Cali spasm and shake each time Nick
spurted into her. Anita sucked on Cali’s nipples, her
finger still up Cali’s butt. Cali leaned forward,
putting her head on the back of the love seat.

Anita lifted her off of Nick and slid underneath her,
sucking Nick’s come from Cali’s blonde pussy. Anita was
naked now, and she had her head in Nick’s lap, face up,
with Cali sitting on her. Cali was panting and moaning,
climaxing again, this time so hard that she rose up and
we could all see her pussy dripping into Anita’s face
and mouth. This got me going again, but Shaun was
sitting back with a cigarette, and he looked tired.

I looked at Anita’s pussy facing me on the floor. Her
labia were swollen and shiny, and her tan lines made
her look sexy. I’d never, ever done a girl before, but
I slipped down and lay between her legs. She’d given me
a great orgasm, and I had the urge to make her come
too. I’d tasted my own juices before, so this wasn’t
too different I thought. I leaned forward, sticking my
tongue out and gently licked her labia.

It surprised me to find them so soft and slick. The
more I licked the hotter I got and the more I got into
giving Anita head. Anita was rocking her hips up and
down against to come, and I didn’t want to stop. Anita
arched up while I flicked my tongue over her clit and
sucked it into my mouth. I felt her hands grab my head
and push my face hard against her pussy.

I could feel her juices making my face slippery, and my
own pussy felt like it was just drenched. I worked a
finger inside her and that did it. Anita came and she
locked her legs around my head, grinding her pussy into
my face. I sucked and licked, and kept her coming for
about two minutes, and when we stopped, Anita was
sweating on the floor, and my face was soaked. I
expected Cali to get mad or say something, but she slid
off the sofa and came to me.

“That was sooooooo HOT!” She said.

Cali and I had showered together and been naked
together but never like this. She leaned over and
kissed me so lustily that we made up for lost time. My
hands were all over her tits, and she finally pushed me
back and started eating me. Her tongue lapped at my
pussy, and when she sucked my clit, I came and came and
came.

I wanted to give her everything, make her face wetter
than mine felt, and then to suck her off too. I
switched places with Cali, and started sucking her
beautiful pussy, her blonde pubic hair exciting me just
to look at it. Cali was really hot, and I could still
taste some of Nick’s sperm on her pussy, so I tried to
shove my tongue inside her, using the tip of my nose to
press against her clit.

Cali came fast, and I could feel her contracting,
trying to squeeze my tongue with her pussy. I sucked
and licked her all over, circling her clit with my
tongue, and spreading her legs wide.

Anita appeared and she lowered herself onto Cali’s
mouth, leaning over and whispering loudly to me. “Yes,
circle her clit. Suck it and lick it. Suck her hard,
hot clit!” I looked up and saw Cali’s jaw working under
Anita’s bush, knowing that she was fucking her with her
tongue. I lifted my head and Anita grabbed me, sticking
her tongue roughly in my mouth.

It was just what I needed then, and I grabbed her tits
and squeezed them hard, pulling on her nipples. She
moaned in my mouth, her right hand pulling on my left
nipple hard and making me moan too. I lowered my head
back to Cali’s sopping pussy and licked up her juices
again. Cali’s pussy was just flowing with her cream,
and I loved it’s warm, slippery texture and her sweet
taste. I felt someone behind me, and large warm flesh
pressed against my cunt lips.

I could see Shaun’s feet, so I knew that Nick was going
to try to fuck me with his monster cock. I closed my
eyes and sucked Cali’s sweet cunt, feeling Nick slowly
sliding his huge cock inside me. The head was gigantic,
stretching my pussy wide open. I moaned when he slipped
it inside. Then slowly he slid down my hole, filling me
completely. He passed the area I normally associated
with the “deepest” place guys normally went, and more
cock was coming! He kept filling me and filling me
until I was sure I’d burst. Then his cock hit bottom,
bumping my deepest place and I cried out.

I reached back, feeling for his cock, wanting to know
if he was fully and completely inside of me like he was
with Cali. To my surprise I could feel almost two
inches of his cock still outside my pussy! Jeeezus! I
thought, he’s so big it fills my cunt with some to
spare! I hope he comes a lot!

Shaun was behind Anita now, fucking her hard, making her
tits bounce while Cali still sucked her. I returned to
getting Cali off, but Nick’s cock was so big that every
time he pushed into me I felt like I was coming all
over again. I had slipped two more fingers in Cali’s
freshly stretched hole and was finger- fucking her and
watching her hips rock in time with my hand. We were
all moans and heaving breathing in the room, fucking
and sucking each other.

Anita had a very dirty vocabulary and now she was using
it. “Fuck my cunt, stud!” She yelled to Shaun. “Cum in
me. Let Cali suck your hot cum out of my cunt!”

I found myself rocking my hips back against Nick, who
was trying not to hurt me, and each time I rocked, he
bottomed out, making me groan with the pain and
pleasure of it.

“Fuck her little ass you big stud!” Anita moaned to
Nick. “Fill her with your big cock!” I was so hot and
excited by her that I rose up and kissed her, shoving
MY tongue down HER throat as far as I could.

Anita sucked my tongue like it was a cock and my hips
started to rock and push back against Nick’s huge prick
again. I couldn’t help myself and started talking like
Anita. “RAM YOUR COCK IN ME. FUCK ME HARD YOU BIG
STUD!” I yelled and then I felt Nick ram it home,
forcing me to lie down, my face against orgasm after
another!! Cali cried out into Anita’s muff, and her
hips rose up and down hard.

Sort of dreamily, I looked at her cunt, and realized
I’d slid my whole hand inside her!! She was humping my
hand, and I opened it and closed it inside her, feeling
her wet juices in my palm. The whole thing burned in my
brain like a photograph, and each thrust Nick made, so
did I. Cali came first, flinging her legs wide and then
rocking her hips up so that my hand was deep inside
her. Anita came next, and she was moaning and yelling
almost in my ear.

I don’t know when Shaun came, but I felt like I was
constantly coming. Up until Nick came inside me. Nick
rammed his cock inside me, and I literally saw stars
for a moment. Then his thick cock swelled up, and I
thought I would explode. Then there was a massive flood
inside me and I could actually feel his sperm gushing
out of his cock.

I came so hard all I could do was shake and shudder on
the floor. I couldn’t even breathe!! My pussy
contracted, but it was like trying to grip steel, and
the feeling was terrific! Nick shot lots of his sperm
in me, and I finally stopped shaking. It took me a
while to catch my breath too. Cali slowly pulled away
from my hand, with her pussy making a wet, slurping
sound as my hand slid free. Anita grabbed my hand and
began rubbing it on her face and tits, licking Cali’s
come from it. I could just lay there and let her.

Nick finally pulled out of me, and I felt like I’d been
fucked by a horse! Cali moved down and licked my pussy
from behind. I was beyond orgasming just then, but it
felt good. Cali told me that my pussy stayed wide open
for a few minutes and she stuck her tongue in my gaping
cunt hole.

Anita wasn’t finished, and she started sucking Nick’s
huge cock. I just watched for a while, too exhausted to
move, and Cali’s tongue felt sooooo good! Nick was only
half hard, but he was still huge. About 9 inches I’d
guess.

I watched Anita suck most of him down, choking
slightly. Cali sat up and rolled me over, kissing me
and letting me suck her tongue like Anita had done
mine. I love Cali, and I realized it then, and I wanted
to leave with her just so we could hold each other and
kiss all night. Anita started sucking Shaun, and Nick
was fucking her.

I wondered where these guys got their stamina. Cali
laid me in her lap and caressed my tits while we
watched. Anita was kneeling with Nick behind her and
she sucked Shaun’s cock all the way down. Both the guys
were getting into it when Anita changed the game. “Fuck
my ass with it! Shove it up my ass!” She moaned to
Nick. “Are you sure?” Nick said. “I don’t want to hurt
you.” “FUCK MY ASSHOLE YOU PRICK! CUM IN MY ASS!” Nick
slowly slid that huge cock in her ass. Cali and I moved
over to get closer.

Neither of us believed what we saw. Oh, sure, Cali and
I had both had our boyfriend do that, but never with
such a huge cock! Anita grunted as though she were
passing a big bowel movement, and then Nick’s cock slid
up her ass. I put my hand on her stomach and I could
feel her getting filled. Cali had one hand on her pussy
while she watched, and my own asshole itched with at
the idea of his huge cock there. Nick moved in and out
slowly, holding several fingers around the base so he
wouldn’t hurt her.

Anita started moving her ass faster and faster, and
Nick just stayed still, letting her fuck his cock. I
was still fucked out, but my pussy was so wet watching,
I started fingering my own pussy. Cali lay down and
started sucking Anita’s tits and I sat on Cali’s tits,
rubbing my wetness over her big tits. I was watching
Nick’s cock slide in and out of Anita’s ass in
amazement.

Shaun groaned and I could see Anita jerking his shaft up
and down into her mouth. She sat up suddenly and kissed
me, Shaun’s sperm flooding my mouth as a surprise. Her
breath was ragged in my mouth, her ass full of Nick’s
pumping cock, and a lot of Shaun’s sperm ran down our
faces and onto my tits. Anita moaned into my mouth and
shuddered. She was coming and I knew why.

Cali’s fingers were rubbing her cunt.

Cali grabbed the sofa and moaned, her hips were
shaking, and she put her face down on Shaun’s still
stiff cock. Nick pulled out of Anita’s ass quickly,
making her cry out. He stepped over Anita’s back,
straddling her and jerking his cock. I was wondering
what he was doing, and slid back, letting Cali begin to
sit up. Nick turned towards me and shot a thick stream
of his cum against my tits. Then another. What didn’t
land on me, dripped onto Cali below me, or Anita’s
back. Nick spermed again, and hit my mouth and cheeks.
It felt good.

Finally, lying in Cali’s arms, I looked over and saw
that the three of them were cozied up together too. My
ass was up in the air and Shaun came over to me stroking
his still hard cum slick cock. I knew I wanted him to
fuck me again and started to wiggle my ass towards him.
Shaun spread my legs and pressed his hot cock up my cunt
banging me with hard fast strokes. I began to get off
again and Anita crawled over to me and got up under my
legs and began to suck and lick my clit while Shaun
pounded his hot shaft up my quivering pussy.

I began to climax again and Anita made Shaun pull out
before he shot his load. Spreading my ass cheeks Chris
put Jeff’s throbbing cock against my asshole and told
him to fuck my anus. I had been fucked up the ass
before but the feeling I got when Shaun pressed his hot
stiff meat up my asshole was too much to be believed
between his hot cock rammed up my asshole and Anita
with her hot tongue on my clit and her fingers up my
pussy I thought I would die from the pleasure. Shaun
reamed my asshole with hard pounding strokes until I
was continually in an orgasmic trance and finally
filled my butt with his thick creamy sperm as I flooded
Anita’s mouth with my hot pussy juice.

That night was the hottest sex I’ve ever had with more
than one person. Cali and I saw Anita several times
after that, but now that I’m going to USC now, we share
an apartment off-campus so we can sleep with each other
all the time. We’ve both shared a guy or two, but we
have the most fun with each other or just our
respective boyfriends.

Somewhere in the back of my mind, I always knew that
one day Cali and I would kiss passionately. Several
times come to mind during our high school days when I
thought about doing it, but thought it would offend
her. She says the same thing. I dearly love Cali, and
she loves me too. We both still like guys, but there
are times when all we want to do is hold each other and
kiss and touch, without a big rush.

The guys we’ve shared have told us that we’re two hot
girls, especially when we suck their come from each
other’s pussies. I love doing that, because I know it
gives Cali lots of pleasure and she comes so much. Now
I have to go. Cali and I are going to bed, and
recounting this has made me hot and wet.

For you gals out there just thinking about it, don’t be
rushed. If the girl you like touches you a lot and
makes lots of very direct eye contact, just brush her
breast a little. If her eyes dilate and her nipple gets
hard, let it come naturally. That’s the best way. For
you guys, if you’re lucky enough to know a bisexual
girl, let her have some room. There are times when a
woman can make you appreciate a man even more.

“What pictures?” Paige asked.

“Of you and Zach. You know, your honeymoon pictures.”

“Of us fucking?” Paige smiled impishly.

“Yeah!”

“I can’t believe you like to look at those,” Paige shook
her head. “You’d think after marrying me you wouldn’t
want those things around.”

“You’re so beautiful and you look so hot when you’re
having sex,’ Kevin told her.

“So have sex with me.”

“After we look at those pics again.”

Paige laughed and stood up to retrieve her collection,
“Maybe you should put one in your wallet so you can jack
off to it at work.”

“That’s not a bad idea,” Kevin kidded back. “Help me pick
one.”

Paige returned with a shoebox of pictures and dropped it
on the table, “There they are.”

“Tell me about them again,” Kevin said leaning back and
watching his wife pull out the top picture.

“Ok,” Paige said a little reluctantly. “Here’s me giving
him head in the back of the limo right after the
reception.”

“It looks like you can barely get your mouth around it,”
Kevin smiled rubbing his crotch.

“Zach was a big boy,” Paige smiled. “But that’s what
you like about him isn’t it?”

“Didn’t you like it?”

“I loved it,” Paige smirked, “but this isn’t normally
the kind of thing you share with your new husband.”

“So how long did you give him head that time?”

“All the way to the airport,” Paige reflected. “Here’s
another picture. See, he’s got his pants around his
knees there.”

“And you’re licking his balls.”

“He loved it when I licked his balls,” Paige smiled.
“One time I made him cum just by licking his balls.”

“Wow,” Kevin groaned unzipping his pants. “Tell me more.”

“Well there isn’t much more,” Paige admitted. “Here are
the pictures of him cumming in my mouth. We had to have
the driver wait till he was ready. We almost missed the
plane.”

“I see he likes to make a mess on your face,” Kevin
smiled as he pulled out his hard dick and stroked it
slowly.

“ALL you guys like to make a mess on my face,” Paige
laughed.

“ALL US GUYS?” Kevin scoffed. “Just how many guys have
cum on your face Paige?”

“I’ve sucked my fair share of cocks,” Paige admitted. “I
wasn’t always the sweet little angel you see before you
now. How do you think I got so good at it?”

“And you ARE good at it,” Kevin praised her. “Where’s
that picture where he squirts on your chin?”

“Here,” Paige said pulling it out. “He got some in my
hair too. I didn’t realize it till we were on the plane.
It was so embarrassing.”

“Oh and look at this one, it’s running down your neck!”
Kevin gasped.

“And that was AFTER I swallowed three gulps. “Zach
always did cum a truck load.”

“But you love making a guy cum,” Kevin stroked himself.
“Don’t you? You had to like that.”

“Yes I like making a man cum,” Paige admitted. “It’s my
way of knowing I did a good job.”

“You certainly must have done a good job for Zach.”

“Mmm,” Paige reflected. “Yes I did.”

“So then you got to the hotel.” Kevin prompted.

“Yeah, here we are undressing.”

“Look at your face,” Kevin smiled. “You want it bad!”

“Hell yes,” Paige laughed. “Zach had 12 inches of
hard cock that wouldn’t go down. I knew after sucking
him off earlier he was going to last a long time.”

“How long?” Kevin asked.

“If I hadn’t sucked him off first? About an hour, maybe
more. But I knew that since I had sucked him off he was
going to last at least 2 hours maybe more before his
first cum.”

“Before the FIRST time?” Kevin exclaimed.

“Oh yeah,” Zach is a real quick reloader. “He usually
fucked me dry before he’d cum a third time.”

“He has a 12 inch cock, can keep it up for hours and
hours on end and you divorced him?”

“It was all our relationship was, fucking. He’d come
home from work, fuck me till dinner, we’d eat, go back
and fuck till bedtime and start it all over again after
we were ready to sleep.”

“And you complained?”

“I love sex don’t get me wrong,” Paige smiled. “Problem
is I loved his cock more than I loved him. When he got
in that car wreck and couldn’t have sex anymore I
realized that was the whole basis of our relationship so
I divorced him.”

“More pictures.”

“Oh yes, here is where we started. He laid me on my back
on the bed and put that monster right were it belonged.”

“God you look so good,” Kevin smiled.

“It felt so good Kevin,” Paige rubbed her legs
remembering. “After 3 hours on the plane my pussy needed
it so bad. God I loved his cock!”

“Tell me about it!” Kevin panted stroking his cock as he
stared at the picture of his wife with her long legs
wrapped around another man, a giant fat cock stuffed
deep inside her cunt.

“Oh God, even the camera man we hired to photograph us
all week was jerking off watching us.”

“I can imagine!”

“I’d never felt that full in my life Kevin,” Paige pulled
her skirt up as she worked her hand between her legs. “I
felt my tight pussy stretched out around his massive
shaft and I just held on as he pounded me over and
over.”

“Oh baby, yes. More!”

“I was cumming!” Paige panted. “I was cumming right away
and I asked the camera man to take pictures of me
cumming. Here!”

“Look at you!” Kevin groaned. “You’re so beautiful.”

“Look at this one,” Paige panted heavily. “You can see
my cum on his balls, see this one? My cum running down
my ass. OH GOD IT FELT SO GOOD!”

“But he kept on going?” Kevin asked.

“Zach drilled me into that fucking bed honey. I was
screaming, clawing his back. Look see the marks? God the
neighbors hated us.”

“You’re so beautiful.”

“Zach fucked me hard for over an hour like that
banging the headboard of our bed into the wall in a
fantastic rhythm. Then when he got tired he asked me to
take over for a while.”

“Oh yes, get the pictures. I love it when you’re on
top.”

“The camera man had already blown his wad all over our
rug but we reminded him that we were paying him to keep
taking pictures. He got a great picture of me about to
put that big cock back inside me. See?”

“It’s so big looking!” Kevin gawked.

“Biggest fucking cock I’ve ever had honey. Look at this
one. I’m spreading my ass so you can see his big cock
sliding inside me. The camera man loved it!”

“I love it too,” Kevin smiled.

“I wish you could have been there to watch.”

“Look, Zachs, grabbing you’re hips.”

“Oh God yes! He couldn’t wait to get it all inside me
again, so he just pulled me down on it. I started riding
his big cock up and down, you know, real quick like. I
could feel his big balls slapping my ass and I started
cumming again.”

“I love this picture,” Kevin said. “He’s got his finger
in your ass.”

“Oh he used to tease me about putting his cock up my ass
but I would never let him do that. Not with something
that big so he settled for fingering me every now and
again.

“You let me fuck you in the ass,” Kevin said.

“Ya but you’re only 8 inches, not 12. Eight inches up my
ass hurts as it is, twelve would kill me. And then after
about an hour more of me riding his big cock and cumming
two more times Zach came.”

“Jesus look at that! Right up your back!”

“Shot it clear up into my hair again.”

“It’s all over your back and God look at this, all over
your ass.”

“Zach held me tight against him and just jerked off
all over my ass. Look at this one. The camera man loved
this one.”

“His cum’s running between your cheeks and dripping off
your pussy.

“He said it was a beautiful shot.”

“It is. It is.”

“God I miss his cock.”

“Look,” Kevin said in all seriousness. “You deserve more
than my measly 8 inches. You deserve a 12 inch giant
like Zach.”

“What are you saying?” Paige asked.

“I’m saying I want you to find a man who can fuck you
like Zach used to.”

“But I promised I would be faithful to you.”

“Fuck faithful!” Kevin snapped. “You love giant cock.
You’re only going to be happy if you’re so stuffed full
of cock you can hardly breath and you know it.”

“But it’s not fair to you.”

“What’s not fair is not letting me take those pictures
the first time. What’s not fair is you living with a 8
inch prick when you could have so much more.”

“But.”

“But nothing,” Kevin insisted. “I want you to do it. I
want to watch.”

“But.” Paige tried to say again.

“I wont hear anymore about it. I want this as much as
you do.”

“BUT KEVIN!” Paige snapped.

“What?”

“Where am I going to find a guy with a 12 inch cock
again???”

Threesome – Next Thing I Knew She Was Sucking My Cock

She cracked the throttle of the sleek yellow Sportster and it backed away from Steve’s full dressed Harley. She led him down the twisted ribbon of Coast Highway at a good clip. Steve closed in on her, and held a position just behind for several miles.

He watched her smooth handling of the bike, and wondered why she had re-joined him. Her friends had finally arrived at the rally, and he had thought she would stay with them. Something had changed her mind, he just wasn’t sure what.

Carolann watched Steve’s black Harley in her rear-view mirror as she piloted her throbbing bike down the road. He kept close, but not close enough for her to make eye contact. Her mind went back to last night, when she felt his hot, pulsing erection skewer her small body. The thought of that fullness made her wet all over, again.

Backing off the handgrip, she slowed into a heavy turn, leaning hard to glide through the curve. `There!’ she thought `I knew it was close by’. She signaled a stop and pulled up into a secluded rest area. Steve followed her across the open tarmac parking are, past the few cars and trucks sitting there. Carolann left her bike running as she peeled the full-face helmet off and shook out her long hair.

He waited for her to shut off her bike before he killed his. She gracefully dismounted and walked over to Steve. He took out the short non- filtered cigarettes he carried and lit one. He offered her a smoke, but she declined. His curiosity was getting the best of him. He was about to say something when she beat him to it.

“Nice ride, to here, wasn’t it?” she asked.

“Yeah, it was. What happened to your friends?” he queried.

“Well, they couldn’t find their butts with both hands. They had all been drinking hard and not stopping!” She stamped her boot clad feet in emphasis.

He remembered that she didn’t drink, but evidently it was a touchy subject with her.

“What are you going to do?” he asked.

“Ride!” She answered, and then hesitantly added, “With you?”

“Cool!” Was his response.

He got off his bike and they walked around to loosen up. Carolann stayed close near his side, and kept rubbing against his arm as they walked. She had something on her mind, and he would find out, soon. She slowed their walk to a crawl, and turned to face him.

Not sure of herself, she stayed close to this amazing man, who had affected her so intensely. Would he take her? Would he reject her? So many possibilities ran through her mind, until she finally stopped walking and faced him. She studied his strong face. The sparkling green eyes looked deep into hers. She lifted her hand to his shoulder and gently pulled his face closer to hers.

Steve could feel the tension in her movements. The indecision in her expression was obvious. The reality came to him when she held his shoulder and pulled him towards her face. Her lips parted, and her eyes closed halfway as their faces neared. Their lips touched lightly, and he felt the tip of her tongue on his mouth.

He opened his lips, and her hot tongue slipped inside his mouth. He returned the exploration with his own. Carolann’s arm flew around his neck and the kiss went hot and heavy. They kissed hot and hands roamed across leather covered bodies. The sounds and aromas of their passions drowned out all that was around them.

She pulled back first, almost afraid to look into his eyes. She raised her eyes to see his wide grin.

“I thought you were married.” He stated softly.

She blushed and coughed before she answered his next thought.

“Yes, I am.” She replied. “But right now, this is what I want. No! This is what I NEED!” She clutched his leather shell to hers, burying her face in his chest.

Steve wrapped his strong arms around her small frame and held her tight. He could feel the need in her breathing, in the way she held on to his body. He wasn’t sure where it was going, but he was going to find out. He picked up her chin and placed a long tender kiss on her mouth. Carolann was so relieved at his response, she hadn’t thought of what would happen next. All she knew was that this man in her arms, right here, right now felt very good!

She returned his kiss, and felt the bulge at his thigh growing. Her small hand slipped between them and she touched him there. Through the leather, she imagined she could feel the heat, the pulsing need. He made a soft sound when she rubbed its growing length.

Without speaking, she took his hand and placed it at the junction of her thighs and pressed it firmly against herself, the led him away from the bikes to the small grove of trees nearby.

Carolann took off her leather jacket, laid it on the ground, then reached for his zipper and opened his jacket. He removed the heavy garment and she placed it near hers, like a blanket on the forest floor. Her shirt followed her jacket, and her lovely C-cup breasts were naked to the afternoon light. The light pink nipples stood firm and full. She put his rough hands on them and held them in her own.

Steve bent to kiss her, and she started to loosen his belt. The cooling night air struck his belly at the same time her warm hand found his growing erection. The feelings mingled into excitement as Carolann began to stroke his flesh. Steve’s hands worked at her waist and opened her yellow leather pants. Exploring fingers soon found her wet kitty slit, causing her to moan softly.

“Carolann, are you sure you want this?” He asked as his finger entered her vagina.

“Ohmigod! Yes. Steve! Yess I want you, now!” She exclaimed.

She broke away and unzipped the legs of her leather. Her pants and boots came off as one, crumpled in a heap. She stood naked in front of him and opened her arms in submission.

“Please, Take me! I need you inside me!” she was almost begging.

Steve took down his pants and pulled Carolann to the makeshift pallet. He lay back and let her straddle his supine body. She paused to gobble his firmness for a few moments, coating it with saliva. She knelt with the crown pointing at her hungry little kitty.

He watched as she rubbed his erection through her dripping, hot vulva. Slick now with her nectar, she held him at her opening. He could see her intake of breath just as she let her weight down, impaling herself swiftly.

“OOFFFF!” She grunted as her butt slapped his belly, her swollen vulva gloving the massive penis tightly.

“AHH, Steve! Feels sooo gooood! MMMMMMmmm”

“You’re so tight! It’s so hot! Carolann!” He moaned.

She rocked and rolled her little body, and started to ride him hard. She rubbed her clitoris on his belly, then moved her knees up. Her hands balanced her on his chest and she started to lift and lower herself on the shaft. She chanted babble, mostly. “SO full. So hot. oh fuck .yesssss.” Steve managed to press his fingers on her clitoris as she posted on him, quickly brining her to release. The primal scream rang out and her whole body shuddered with her cum. Steve thickened and grew inside her and his own orgasm came right behind hers.

“Cumm .. Cummmmminnnnggggg! OH. HERE!!!! AHHHH!!

The heavy throbs pushed his seed deep into her quivering belly, mixing with her girl-cum, drenching them both. She fell on his heaving chest, sobbing with relief, gasping for air.

“Steve! So good! So full!” she stumbled over the short sentences. “Can you? Again, I mean?”

He rolled them over into the missionary position, and slowly began the familiar lover’s dance. Gently at first he worked his still hard cock in and out of Carolann’s tiny body. Her hips met his in hard thrusts, slapping her belly on his. Grunts of passion, as he pushed deep into her body, came from her throat.

“STEVE! . YESSS .omigod… Fuck .OHGOD FUCKK MEEE!!”

He remained silent, and continued to pound her vagina with his throbbing eight inches. The velvet sheath of her cunt was hot, wet, and very tight. Her passionate responses drove Steve on and deeper as Carolann curled her knees up and rolled her hips higher.

Carolann felt so full, as if Steve were splitting her small vulva with his massive cock. She’d heard of ten and twelve inch prongs, but Steve’s was the largest that had ever penetrated her small pussy. She marveled at the hot, smooth feeling as he plunged into her. She could feel his crown hitting the knot of her cervix, so very far inside.

It hadn’t occurred to her that she would ever have another man in her, let alone a `stranger’ out in the wide open air. She didn’t think of Steve as a stranger, though. The way he treated her the day before, as a friend and fellow rider, was a revealing experience for her. He had been the `gentleman’, and not forced himself on her. It was she who `took’ him last night, in that moment of passion.

As it was, today, it was her idea to follow him. It was her body that desired the lust filled fucking she was now receiving, and thoroughly enjoying. She thought briefly that she wanted it to last forever. The heavy flush that crept into her belly and was spreading through her body, brought her back to right here, right now. Her second full, hard cum was fast approaching, and she poured her efforts into it.

Steve felt her thrusting harder to meet his long strokes, he saw the sweat forming on her chest and neck. Her face was flushing a light rose, and her breath came in starving gasps. Her inner muscles tightened around him, brining his own control to the limits. They pulsed, contracting as he thrust in, relaxing only slightly as he pulled back. He was ready to spew his seed, but determined to wait for her release.

Carolann couldn’t hold on any more. Her grunts turned to whimpering cries and finally to a scream that came from the depths of her soul. Her body stiffened, momentarily, then convulsed uncontrollably as the orgasm took her into another dimension.

Steve felt her go still, and her cunt clamped down harder than he thought possible. She squeezed his cock, and her body started shaking, her scream filled his ears. He locked his mouth over hers and thrust one final time into her small body. His butt clenched and his cock swelled thicker and harder. His pulsing dragon spit its liquid fire deep into the little woman’s belly, forcing his hot, thick seed into her.

He came with such force and volume, that the froth of her nectar and his semen escaped around the rigid shaft that plugged her tiny vulva. Their thighs and the leather beneath them were bathed in the thick juice, a small pool grew under Carolann’s butt.

Falling on her, he too, gasping for breath, nuzzled her neck. She responded in kind, and her lips found his and they kissed hot, murmuring her pleasure and thanks.

“So good, Steve!… Yesss. Oh, so fucking good!” she exclaimed.

Steve started to get off, and her legs wrapped around his butt.

“No, don’t leave me, yet! Stay where you are? Please?” she asked.

Steve relaxed, and gently lay back on top of Carolann.

She pulled him closer with her legs and purred, “Oh, yeah! That’s so good.” She even squeezed him softly with her kitty, enjoying the fullness and feeling the damp liquid running out of her slit.

Two cums in rapid succession left Steve unable to retain his firmness for very long, and a slight movement of her body dislodged him from the warm, wet nest. A look of disappointment filled Carolann’s eyes, but she understood, and kissed Steve softly.

“Thank You.” She said. “I needed that, from you!”

“Why me?” He asked. “Why not one of your other friends, or your `old man’?”

“There was something about you, and us last night, that told me you were different. You were not like them at all, and I liked the way you felt inside me.” She explained

“Where do “we” go from here?”

“If it’s okay. I mean. Can we just ride, and see where we end up?” She answered tentatively.

Steve looked down at the tender, small body next to him. Her long hair spread out around her head and shoulders, her breasts an inviting sight, the swell of her belly rising and falling as she breathed, and the swollen, rose colored flower between her legs that still oozed the frothy mixture of their cums.

He thought about it for a few minutes. Carolann had a concerned look on her face, trying to figure out his answer.

He smiled, and bent his head to hers. He kissed her softly, and whispered, “Let’s clean you up a little, first. Okay?”

She gave a quizzical look, then understood as Steve kissed down to her freshly fucked and sensitive kitty and started to `clean’ it with his tongue. She had another cum under his skillful tongue, then they both dressed. They mounted their bikes with a new and different feeling about each other. They warmed the machines, and started for the highway. When they got to the intersection, Steve looked at his riding partner, and waved his hand across in front of them.

The seating on the bus was different because instead of having all the seats facing the front, every other set of seats faced the back, so two couples formed a quartet facing one another, this made it easier to engage in conversation with others and added to the social atmosphere. After a long day of hiking, eating and drinking we were heading back and my wife and I sat facing a British couple, Jack and Allison.

We’d talked with them as we hiked and we sat next to them at dinner and after a lot of rum we were chatting like old friends. They were in their 30’s, Jack was tall and lean while Allison was about 5′6 with large full breasts, a flat stomach and slim hips.

By the time we boarded the bus to head back to the resort it was late, the bus lights were dim and both women were snuggled up next to the men as we had the flimsy pillows and blankets provided on the bus draped over our laps to ward off the chill from the air conditioner on the bus. As we talked Allison began nibbling on Jack’s ear and kissing his neck, she was also running her hand across his chest. My wife, who is normally ultra-conservative, surprised the hell out of me by giggling and doing the same thing to me.

Jack and I kept chatting conversationally as the women continued to absently run their hands over us and kiss our necks, My cock was as hard as a rock under the blanket and I imagine Jack’s was as well, after a few moments of this, Allison made a show of sliding her hand under the blanket and you could tell that she was undoing the buttons of Jack’s shorts, finally we could see the undeniable motion of her hand jacking his cock under the thin blanket.

After watching Allison for a few minutes, my wife whispered in my ear “do you want me to touch your cock?” in the sexiest purr I ever heard, I was so hot all I could do was shake my head. Allison laid her head on Jack’s shoulder and was looking right into my eyes as she slowly stroked his cock. My wife saw this, but instead of being jealous, she locked eyes with Jack as her hands made their way under the blanket and unzipped my shorts, in a minute I felt my wife’s hand on my dick and she ran her fingers lightly across the head and spread my leaking pre-cum around.

By now Jack and I were just smiling and trying not to make any noise. After a few moments Allison winked at me and pulled back the blanket enough to expose Jack’s cock, she then slid her head down and began to suck and lick the tip beginning a wet, deliberate blowjob.

I was amazed at how bold she was but my shock was magnified when my wife watched them for a few seconds, then with a hungry look in her eyes looked at me, gave me a mischievous grin and lowered her head and began to suck my cock as well!. I have to say that neither woman was giving a quiet, quickie blowjob, both women were licking kissing and sucking our cocks as if we were in our private bedrooms.

I looked across the aisle at the quartet across from us and two of them were sleep, but the couple diagonal from us were watching my wife with a look of lust and disbelief on their faces. Jack’s hands gripped his wifes hair a bit tighter and it was obvious when he began to cum down her throat, watching his wife swallow his load, along with the hungry way my wife was sucking and jacking my cock sent me off only a minute or two later and then my wife gave me my final surprise of the ride as she pulled a bit back and let the first jets of cum shoot over the side of her face and onto her chest.

My wife has never let me cum on her face and to be honest I never wanted to, but seeing that sight then made me shoot even harder and it took everything I had not to yell. My wife rubbed the cum into her face and licked my cock clean. Jack and Allison were smiling and the couple that had been watching gave us a thumbs-up! My wife whispered in my ear that it was her turn when we got back to our room and she pulled the pillow onto my lap and went to sleep.

I sat there with a satisfied look on my face as I dozed off.

Carl and I get together on some Fridays, when he is “away on business” from his mate and my mate is overseas. Carl and I look forward to a little dinner, wine, fantasy, surprises–as you will see–and the rest of the evening takes care of itself: sex in its many varieties and joys. Some say coming is good for you and we were good for each other.

At first, Carl had to talk me into our affair and it took him more than a year. I would get flowers at work only to tell him not to send them. Romantic cards would arrive which were, again, rejected. But he persisted and my will power weakened to the point I finally agreed to see him. My plan was to convince him to leave me alone. I was flattered by his attention but I was married. He finally confessed that he was, too.

He was attracted to me, he said; to my personality, my body and ample breasts, girlish figure, to my laugh. We met after work at a pub in the country, a good distance from our own neighborhood. Discreet was the thing, you see.

With drinks, softening me, dinner filling me, laughing together. He enticed me to the point I wanted just one taste, just once and we could go our separate ways. He drove me a short distance and parked. Holding me, kissing me, and tasting me, his hands going where they wanted, stroking and penetrating. I was warm all over before he made his final move and gave me the taste I was wanting. By then my body surrendered all resistance as bodies do.

I was so hot to his touches, straddling his lap, fumbling to open his pants to see what he had. Then I was what he had. The car windows fogged. We were breathing hard as he thrust into me. I knew I was being a dirty girl, a very excited dirty girl. “I’ve got a surprise, honey,” he whispered in my ear as he was holding and fucking him. I didn’t want to stop but he pushed me to the side, one knee on the passenger seat and my other knee near his, my body straddling the console.

He pushed me down at the waist. I didn’t understand. “Squat down, honey,” he whispered. He loved whispering in my ear. I squatted down to where my cunt was against the gear shift knob.

“More,” he demanded and the knob slipped inside, my auto-dildo. I opened more, sitting on it now, the metal knob cool on my cunt, filling me. “Wait!” he said. He turned on the engine and now I was impaled on this vibrating thing. His surprise, and mine! He was laughing now.

My eyes closed and I was riding it hard and deep. I held on, dizzy, grabbing him to me as he felt my cunt lips and where the knob was in me. “I can feel it inside you,” he said. “Me, me, tooooo!”

I panted and purred, shuddering, coming hard and I kept coming until I was just an exhausted limp thing, he turned off the engine, petted me down, lifted me off his surprise. I felt weak, straightened my dress, breathed deeply.

“We better go now,” he whispered, “I’m late to get home.” That was my first taste of him but hardly the last.

I still got flowers and notes but now we arranged our trysts, often at my home when hubby was out of town. More games and fantasies. Usually, I would wear things Carl got me for these special evenings. I thought about our “nights” all week long and by the time evening arrived, well, what can I say, I was really horny and ready. After all, Carl had been fucking me in my mind from Monday to Friday, the anticipation growing each day.

This particular Friday night, I dressed in my French Maid outfit: a short skirt, small apron, hair in a pony tail, low cut blouse. That was it, no stockings or knickers to get in the way. Bare legs, bare bottom, no frills. I could feel the coolness from my wetting pussy and popped the cork on the wine he had sent, waiting for the door bell to ring, taking a sip or two of the wine to get a head start and I was completely ready for our evening of lovemaking.

The bell rang but when I opened the door, there, to my astonishment, was not only Carl but someone else. “This is my boss,” Carl said.

I was both devastated and disgusted. “But I only have enough dinner for two!” I protested, looking daggers at Carl. “We’ll share the food and I even brought another bottle of wine,” he said, “It’ll be fine,” as he and his boss, Sam, walked past me.

 I decided to make the best of it, even in my agitated state. I’d settle with Carl later, you bet I would. I did the best I could to cool down from the shock and cool my body down, too. I would wait ’til later.

We sat around our small dinner table, Carl on one side of me and Sam on the other. He turned out to be nice and we all laughed at his unexpected visit with us. We talked and drank and nibbled at the hors d’oeuvres I had fixed. There was something strange about Carl, though. He seemed off his usual mood and subdued. Sam took the lead in the conversation and so we finished off the first bottle of wine. All three of us were relaxed. “Tell you what, honey,” Carl said. “I’ll fix dinner tonight so you and Sam can just talk. I’ll open the other bottle.” Carl was soon back to fill our glasses. Sam and I talked while Carl returned to the kitchen.

The next thing I knew, Sam’s knee rubbed against mine. I looked at him smiling at me. This was nervous time. I had been so hot all week and had dressed for sex, as I’m sure Sam could see, I was in the mood for fucking but it wasn’t Carl touching my knee. It was his boss. My knee was ready for touching, just not by Sam.

We sat drinking our wine and I felt the warmth of his leg, under the table he put his hand on my bare leg, I looked at him now, scared and questioning, my eyes were saying, “Carl’s in the kitchen and could come in at any moment, without warning.” He squeezed my thigh and whispered (Whispering again!) “It’s okay, he knows!”

A shock went through me. Was this another gear shift knob surprise? Carl, the Rat, with another surprise for his lover, so he wanted to share me, without telling me? My cheeks flushed with excitement.

I was so hot and wet and wine-warm that I guess I was easy. Now Sam was moving under my little skirt. His hand hesitated, hoping that this was to be a special evening, waiting for my response. I parted my legs and moved down a little, one ear on to kitchen in case Sam was lying to me but my eyes closing and enjoying the feelings this stranger’s fingers sent through me, parting my wet cunt lips. I could feel my nipples harden, his fingers working on me.

I licked my lips, began to shake and fought to stifle my responses. I sat upright and disengaged. Sam looked at me, I took a breath just as Carl came into the room with dinner, smiling at both of us. My cunt was aching and I pretended to be hungry for food as we ate and finished the second bottle of wine. It was a hard act. I wanted something hard but would have to wait.

I wondered about the next surprise in our evening. What had Carl planned? A little feel by boss Sam, or, something else? It wasn’t long until I got a clue because Carl announced, “I’ll go out for more wine, I’ll be right back.” Just as simple as that and he was up and gone. Now I was alone with Boss Sam, the handsome and very forward man. I had wetted his hand with my passion only minutes before. I had teased the beast, as it were, maybe he wanted more.

“Let’s go sit on the couch,” taking my hand as we walked into the living room, “Carl talks about you all the time and the fun you have. I asked to meet you… more than meet you,” he said. “Okay?”

I smiled at him, crossed my legs and sipped the remaining wine in my glass.

“So, how are we hitting it off?” he asked.

I didn’t really answer but uncrossed my legs in reply.

“He won’t have to worry about job security. I can tell you that.”

I was always interested in job security, which translated to more of our outings, vacations, dinners, shopping trips. I was being pressured, very politely of course, and wondered if this really was what Carl wanted. It was his surprise so he must have wanted it to turn out okay. I walked to the bathroom, thinking it all over. Was it only job security that Carl had in mind or a new sexual thrill as well?

When I returned, Sam took my hand. I was standing over him. “Carl will be back soon,” he said as he reached under my tiny French Maid skirt, right to my spot. Smiling, he pulled me closer, kissing and feeling as he pulled me over his lap, straddling his legs, opening me wide to his urgent feeling. I was so hot. I was boiling over and my body was giving in even if I still had reservations about all this surprise evening. He was at my mouth and his fingers on my other lips feeling and probing as I shivered and shook.

I broke away, finished my wine, looked Sam in the eyes as he took my hand again. “Unzip me,” he said. I hesitated and he unzipped himself. “We don’t have much time!” he said.

Out came his full-standing large cock. The he was wet, his cock throbbing and he pulled me over him. Both his arms around my waist now and pulling me down. I felt his large cock against me, fumbling for my opening. I was thinking of a vibrating knob, letting his cock find me. I wasn’t going to help him, playing a little hard to get. Teasing this wonderful beast I’d only just met. What would he think of me? What did I care? I wanted to be impaled by a new surprise; breathing deeply, waiting, moving down on him.
 
“I’ve dreamed of this all week,” he said, more fumbling. I lifted up, helping him. He was hard and straight. It wouldn’t take us long. Then the door opened and in came Carl with his wine! We froze. Carl looked over at us, me straddling Sam, his long cock deep inside me, my face flushed. For a moment we were a frozen image of lust. Faces flush, bodies hot. I lifted away in a helpless protest. Carl just laughed, “I guess you two are getting along okay from the looks of it,” he said, “I’ll open the wine.”

I was shocked still, Sam’s cock in my cunt… Carl popping a cork… and just then Sam pulled me close. I was astride his cock and Carl came with the wine, acting as though nothing unusual was happening. I was feeling the throb of Sam’s cock inside as it flexed and teased me. Carl sat down and took my hand: “Some surprise, right, honey?” he said. I nodded my head and Sam’s cock flexed again. “Well are you two just going to just sit there? Or are you going to do something?” he said smiling.

“You bastard,” I breathed at him. “You bastard.” I laid my head on Sam’s shoulder, starring at Carl, smiling, nodding, squeezing on this stranger deep inside me.

The ice was broken! The prick had pricked my wet cunt… I was hot and wet. What’s a girl to do? I squeezed Sam’s cock and hugged him all the time looking at Carl, who sipped his wine and smiled. Now I was going to teach the bastard a lesson.

I justified all of this to myself and squeezed on Sam again. “Are you just going to sit there with your cock in me?” I said looking Sam in the eyes and he lifted my thighs up and then back on to him. It felt like I was on a hot pole and I tried to sit on it but Sam was teasing me now.

It’s strange but Carl wasn’t there any more in my mind, there was a man, a man’s hot cock, and my hot, thirsty pussy, and I forced down on this cock. I didn’t need teasing, I needed fucking. I lifted off his cock until the tip was at my cunt lips and sat on him again, building a rhythm, hugging his cheek.

Carl leaned over and gave me a wine kiss, putting a little wine in my mouth, feeling my back. He lifted my little maid’s skirt exposing my bottom. “Everything fits!” he said.

“You’re a bastard,” I whispered to him as my rhythm quickened. “Kiss me again. Uh! Uh!” I grunted and breathed into his mouth.” Carl was rubbing me. Sam was being a beast.

Now I was kissing my boyfriend and fucking his boss as he was wetting my mouth with wine, I was wetting his boss all over his cock, Oh! I wanted this thing deep in me and could feel Sam thrusting hard now. I bit his ear and whispered, my breath on him and shook and came and screamed like I did when Carl made me come. “Sam’s so big!” I said. “Only the best for you, honey,” Carl said. I was sweating and hot and dizzy and resting on this big cock as it relaxed and softened.

“It’s my turn,” Carl said. “I know you. You dirty girl. You’re not finished. I know you too well. You got a taste and want another taste.” I slipped from Sam’s lap in a kind of daze as Carl moved over me with his cock out now. Sam stood to one side and held my legs up exposing all of me to both of them. “You’re pretty, especially pretty right now.”

My little maid’s skirt a mess, my blouse open, my cunt open to these two horny men. I’ll bet I was pretty. Pretty and still wanting more. Carl did know me well, and often.

I was too weak to reply and then Carl was at me, his cock ready for its turn. Sam was holding my legs apart, standing over my face opening me for Carl. My lips must have been red. I knew they were ready. Holding me like that, my cunt was cool in the air. Carl smiled and kissed me and I felt his cock searching, finding, slipping easily into me. I didn’t know if I could come again but the whole scene excited me.

I was looking up at Sam, standing over me, smiling and bending down to kiss me, and Carl began to work on me. Smiling, whispering: “I love you, honey.” I was starting to build again. The scene, the surprise, the two good-looking men, enjoying me and I was enjoying myself. All my resistance was gone and I was fucking again, this time Carl with his boss watching, I began to feel it again and my hips flexed.

I tossed my head from side to side, letting out little grunts and sighs, exploring a second coming, exploding at my waist, this time Carl’s cock pulsed as it stroked me. Carl leaned and kissed me: But I told him: “He’s better than you, you bastard. Now see what you’ve done?” Just whispers in his ear and I was thinking about our long ago first night of dinner, drinks and, especially, a vibrating gear shift knob.

This special Friday dinner was a very memorable one. I was certain Carl had the job security we both wanted. I was hot just thinking about it as I got ready for work on Monday morning wondering about our next rendezvous.

The door bell rang. It was Sam! I was literally dumbstruck. He came in and put his arms around me. “Don’t kiss me, Sam. I’m just leaving for work! You’ll mess my makeup.”

“Let’s not kiss, then,” he said. But he kept hugging me. “You’re really something. I couldn’t get my mind off you. Sit on the table.” He walked me backward, lifting me on the kitchen table, my waist level with his. He unzipped and pulled out his beautiful cock. “I won’t tell him,” he said. “He’ll never know about it,” he said as he spread my legs.

I admit, I was hot again from the thoughts of the weekend. He pulled my knickers to the side and hugged me. I was instantly wet.

“I won’t tell him. I promise,” he whispered to me.

It was my chance to get even with the bastard. If I didn’t fuck him now I would be late to work, no time for preliminaries and certainly no messy kisses. I took hold of Sam’s cock, putting it on my cunt, rubbing it and pulling him into me to begin a delicious morning screw. It was our secret. Sam’s vibrating knob and me, impaled, flexing, coming, coming as Sam started his engine.

What a way to start the week!

Even as Jimmy grabbed my arm, I’d already stopped. We both put index fingers to our mouths and moved slowly in the direction of the voice. This was definitely one of the wildest Halloween parties we’d ever been invited to. The “we” I’m referring to is not Jimmy and I; he’s the next-door neighbor to the host of this party.  Jimmy and I were returning from a ride in his recently restored ‘68 Shelby GT500-KR Mustang;  “the ultimate Shelby Mustang featuring a 428 cubic-inch Cobra-Jet V8 producing almost 400 horsepower worth of Detroit muscle” (Jimmy’s words.) The real “we” is my wife Rebecca and me; I’m Allen.

“That’s it, suck it all the way down your throat. God you’re nasty.”

Rebecca and I had moved into this neighborhood last November, just after the last Halloween party. “Oh man, you just missed the Albertson’s Halloween party; better block out the weekend for next year right now!” was usually the second thing said, right after “Hello, welcome to the neighborhood.”

Damn! Jimmy and I could see the back of the guy’s head, but whoever was servicing him was completely obscured by shrubbery. The servicee had his arms over his head and when I looked closer I nudged Jimmy and pointed it out to him. The guy was recording his blowjob with a small video camera – see what I mean: wild!

Jimmy motioned to a vantage point on the other side of the yard and indicated he knew a way to get there. We heard the guy grunting his orgasm as we passed behind the back of the pool cabana. I paused for a second, there was a miniscule opening and I could just make out a kneeling figure dressed in black. By the time we cleared the pool cabana the whole scene came into focus. The guy who just got blown was in a Devil costume, complete with long tail. The figure in black was bending over a table as the Devil kept recording.

The costume of the figure in black was a nun’s habit; I suddenly didn’t feel very good – this wasn’t right. The nun bent forward over the table as the Devil lifted the bottom of the habit and flipped it onto her back. Even in the dim light of the yard you could see her ass and cunt. The guy kneeled behind her and began to eat her out. The woman was trembling and wiggling her ass in his face.

The Devil stopped eating her out and stood moving to the side. He lifted his tail and teased her cunt with the tip as she pushed her butt back. Jimmy leaned in close to my ear, “What a nasty fucking slut. I’d pay my wife a thousand bucks to act like that with me.” Under normal circumstances I would have agreed with him.

“C’mon let me have it. We both know you want me to do this, come on now.” The Devil had bent forward and was talking to the Nun, but he was loud enough for us to hear. “You won’t get fucked until you give it to me. Heh, heh, heh; I knew you would… you are such a nasty slut.”

When he stood back up he was holding a large ruler in his hand; he rubbed it against the woman’s ass. He framed the view in his camcorder, raised the ruler overhead and swung forward – SMACK. He brought the ruler back again, – SMACK. After eight more the nun’s ass was scarlet and the Devil’s cock was erect. I was getting a very sick feeling in my stomach.

The Devil set the ruler down and moved behind her.  He bent his knees a little then thrust forward; his cock disappeared inside her. You could hear the woman’s “UHHHFFFFF!” as he bottomed out.  He paused for a moment then began to thrust into her. The Devil was fucking the Nun.

My stomach flipped and twisted and I threw up as I doubled over. I straightened up in time to see the Devil half-turned looking right at me; he smiled and arched his eyebrows. Then the couple scrambled off into the darkness.

My head was spinning so bad I could barely walk; Jimmy helped me back inside. I found an empty chair in the kitchen and just sat down at a table. I couldn’t believe what I had just witnessed: the Devil with his camcorder, the Nun with her ruler and the two of them fucking. I knew of only one woman in a Nun habit tonight and she wasn’t married to the guy in the Devil costume. She was married to me.

Rebecca and I’ve been married for three years. Someone told me once that getting through the first three years of marriage is quite an accomplishment. Until tonight, I thought we were doing pretty well.

I know that we’ve had our share of challenges and arguments; what couple doesn’t? We both work full-time and earn good money; so finances aren’t that big a problem. I guess our primary gripe revolves around time together; which we both acknowledge isn’t enough. And that’s where sex comes into the equation, because when we have some time together; I want to enjoy sex with my wife.

Becky has a slightly different take this: more along the lines of quality taking precedent over quantity. She wants quality time, quality foreplay and she wants it all wrapped up in a nice romantic package. I’m all for romantic, slow love making, and everything; but sometimes you just want a good fast fuck. The result is a shifting stalemate of safe, routine sex that you could almost characterize as scripted. Scripted! Ha – after what I saw tonight, not only were Becky and I not on the same page; we weren’t even reading the same book.

I didn’t say anything to Jimmy. I can just imagine it – “oh Jimmy, about the whole slut-wife thing; it ain’t all it’s cracked up to be.” Of, course he was talking about his wife acting the slut for him, not some guy in a Devil costume.

I found my way to a quiet spot in the kitchen. I tried to make sense of all I’d seen. Sure, we’ve been arguing more and Becky has definitely been drinking more; okay, we’ve both been drinking too much of late. And there was the thing earlier this evening when she got really pissed at me. This woman was dressed as a mermaid with real scallop shells as bra cups. I had asked the woman if the shells irritated her nipples.

The woman replied by pulling the shells down and invited me to inspect them – hey, she asked! So I touched a woman’s nipple; I was curious, what’s the big deal? Okay, I’ll admit that the obvious hardening of said nipple (not to mention the tenting of my costume) might seem too coincidental to some.  Judging by the ferocious glare leveled at me Becky didn’t exactly see it as a Discovery channel moment.

“Hey Allen. Having a good time?” I adopted an “all’s right with the world face” and turned to the questioner.

“Hi Juniper, how are… whoa. Look at you. I’ve got to tell you; in the bright lights of the kitchen I have a new appreciation of your costume.” Juniper was wearing a Helen of Troy toga. She’d looked good earlier, but now she looked amazing. I quickly realized that a significant part of amazing was that Juniper’s breasts were on glorious display. I zeroed in right on them and the whole hard nipples tented costume thing happened again.

Juniper is a divorced, single mom, who happens to be a neighbor. I often let her two boys come over and watch sports on my big plasma HDTV. She’s also an incessant flirt (and she’s groped me more than once!) Juniper’s always telling Rebecca that if she ever threw me out, to throw me in Juniper’s direction. Even though Juniper was a good fifteen years older than me I knew how serious she was. Rebecca thought the whole thing was hilarious; often taunting Juniper that she would be taking care of three boys then.

She looked down at her rack and sighed. “Enjoy the view while you can Allen. I lost a stupid bet and it cost me my bra and panties.” I couldn’t stop myself from looking lower and saw that she was telling the truth. I expected her to cover up or say something; she didn’t. Thank you.

While Juniper didn’t seem to mind me looking at her, she did seem uncomfortable about something. She wasn’t making the slightest effort to flirt; which was very unusual for her. Juniper looked at my costume; I was dressed as a Ninja: swathed in black from head to toe. She appeared to be distressed by it. “So you stuck with the Ninja costume. I though you might have gotten something else. I haven’t seen Becky – have you?”

Had I seen Becky? The mention of my wife drew a scowl across my face and my voice burned with anger. “Oh I’ve seen her alright. I don’t know where she is right now Juniper. Becky was drinking pretty heavily earlier, maybe she needed…I don’t know where she is right now.”

“Okay. Allen…if she’s drunk she shouldn’t be left alone… this party can get a little out of control.” While Juniper voice was calm enough, her eyes spoke a completely different tale; clearly something was very wrong. “I’ve already heard some of the guys saying some pretty wild things.”

Then it hit me – Jimmy. Jimmy must have said something and she overheard it. Judging by the tales I’d heard all year long, sexual encounters at these parties weren’t exactly uncommon. “Tell you what Allen let’s go find your wife.” I stood and offered her my arm.

We’d barely cleared the kitchen when we saw a group of people leaving. The Devil was among them. Some woman was hanging all over him, his left arm around her. I was looking right at his wedding ring. He glanced my way, and we made eye contact – again. I guess he recognized me because he arched his eyebrows just like he had in the garden. I tensed, “Fucking Bastard.”

I felt Juniper tremble at my tension. “Are you okay Allen?”

“Oh, didn’t you hear Juniper? The Devil,” I nodded in his direction, “nailed a nun tonight; outside by the pool.” I was pissed now. I didn’t know if I wanted to kick the shit out of the devil or find my wife and kick the shit out of her.

Juniper began to push me away from the entry. “Okay Allen, all kinds of things get said at these parties. It’s mostly drunken gossip. Someone thinks they see something, and it’s really nothing at all. I think it’s one of the few times that men are worse than woman. Guys brag about stuff like that all the time.” I could tell by her tone that Juniper was moving into damage control mode. She was circling the wagons to protect a fellow female. “Some guy makes a pathetic pass at a woman and gets shot down, next thing you know he’s claiming he nailed her – happens all the time. No truth to it.”

I stopped and turned to Juniper looking her square in the eyes. “I saw them. Jimmy took me for a spin in his car. We returned through the backyard. We passed right by the pool. I… SAW… THEM.” Juniper’s eyes went Frodo Baggins big.

Juniper hustled me back into the kitchen. “Allen, calm down – okay? Take some deep breaths. You’ve been drinking too. There are plenty of women in all kinds of black costumes; witches and… witches. Just because you saw some woman in black doesn’t mean…”

“I saw the ruler. Rebecca insisted she needed a really big ruler to complete her costume. I made one for her. I watched that fucking bastard swat her bare ass with it. I saw it Juniper.” I took a deep breath. “Well, if she can fuck around, so can I. I am not going to be some wimpy cuckold waiting for his wife to come home and pat him on the head like a good little boy. Two can stray in this game.”

“Allen, two wrongs don’t make a right – believe me; I know – been there, been done to, and did it right back. It doesn’t make things better. You said she was drinking too much tonight. I’m sure that if you sit down and talk calmly with her…”

I looked at Juniper’s fulsome breasts. I reached out and cupped her left breast and let my thumb trail over her nipple. That certainly shut her up. I gently squeezed her breast and stroked her jaw line with my left hand until my index finger rested on her lips. I pushed ever so slightly in; she didn’t resist.

“I am not going home with my tail between my legs. You’ve always acted interested. Well Juniper?” I felt Juniper’s lips slide down the length of my finger. Her cheeks hollowed as she pulled back. I took that as a yes.

I grabbed Juniper’s arm and pulled her out the backdoor of the kitchen into a quiet side yard area. I pushed her against the door and kissed her. Her mouth yielded quickly and out tongues dueled back and forth. My hands dove beneath the skirt of her toga and I grabbed her ass. I knelt down stroking my fingertips up and down her legs as I leaned forward to her cunt. I stuck my tongue right between her cunt lips. She immediately arched her hips forward and step her legs apart. I pushed my right index finger between the lips of her cunt and sunk it into her wet heat.

With my left hand I spread her lips apart for easier access to her clit; she moaned loudly at first contact. I added my middle finger to her cunt. She either was getting weak in the knees or really wanted my fingers deeper inside her. I felt the weight of her body settle onto my right hand. Her clit swelled and hardened as my tongue lashed back and forth across it. “Too much, too much…”

I knew what to do about “Too much.” I pulled my fingers from Juniper, to her moans of disappointment and stood. In a moment I turned her around, place her hands on the door and bent her at her waist. I pushed my Ninja pants down my thighs. Grasping my cock I aligned it with her cunt, teasing it up and down her wet lips.

“Hurry, put it in. Please Allen… hurry!”

I pushed oh so slowly forward. I was determined to experience every tiny millimeter of Juniper’s cunt; it was tight, wet and incredibly hot. “Ummmm, damn your tight. Been awhile has it?”

“Too long.” Juniper dropped her head forward and let it loll side to side. Suddenly I felt her cunt open up and I bottom out in her with a grunt. Her cunt immediately tightened with a strangle hold on my cock. “I’ve got you in my clutches now Allen boy.”

I fucked her with slow deliberate strokes; marveling at the control she had over her cunt muscles. I felt her fingers brush my balls as she diddled her clit. Her hips twitched and bucked and I felt her muscles clench around my cock as she came. I withstood the increased stimulation by pausing deep within her.

I was just resuming our fuck when we heard the sounds of people approaching from the backyard. I pulled out of Juniper and tugged my pants back into place. Juniper opened the kitchen door and we ducked back inside. She turned and pulled my mouth to hers and kissing me passionately. I broke the kiss and held her face in my hands. “This isn’t over, Juniper. I’m not done with you. I am definitely not done with you.”

Juniper grabbed a kitchen towel and wiped her wet thighs dry, she even tugged my pants down and removed her wetness from my still erect cock. We waited long enough for my erection to relax, then went off in search of my wife.

We found Rebecca a little later, alone in a bedroom nearly passed out; her costume was inside out. Juniper gave me a sympathetic “I’m sorry” look. Somehow we got Becky to the car for the five minute drive home. Juniper and I half carried, half dragged Rebecca to our bedroom. We undressed her; I was surprised that Becky had put her panties back on. I wasn’t even tempted to remove them and look at her cheating cunt. I’d seen enough of that already tonight.

I kept looking at Juniper’s tits as she helped. I got hard again, but made no effort to cover myself. I noticed Juniper noticing. With Rebecca in bed I offered Juniper a drink before she walked home.

We never got around to the drinks. She knelt down as soon as we reached the kitchen and blew me. Juniper took me completely into her mouth and throat, something Rebecca was less then keen on. I came fast and hard. But I wasn’t stupid either; I told Juniper we needed to go to her house. I think we made it to her house in less than a minute.

She didn’t even hesitate pulling me inside; I watched her undress as we walked to her bedroom. She spread her legs and I dove between her thighs. I wanted to taste her and she seemed to really enjoy the tasting. Our first full fuck was fast and hard. While we waited for my recovery, I fingered her to another mild orgasm. She sucked me hard and straddled me. She seemed to have even more control over her cunt when she was on top.

It was a nice slow fuck that built gradually in speed and intensity. It felt great and she eventually came; two orgasms in one night are pretty much my limit. I didn’t want to stay too long, so I got up and went home.

Becky was sleeping peacefully. I was smiling broadly. I just slid into bed next to my unfaithful wife and dropped off into a guilt-free slumber.

I almost convinced myself that I was only going to be with Juniper that one time. She clearly had other ideas and I found myself at her house and between her thighs twice during the next week. It surprised me at how often and how easy it was for Juniper and me to get together. Her teenage boys were often gone during the day on weekends so Saturday and Sunday mornings seem to work out best.

The best part of this was that Rebecca often sent me to Juniper’s. Becky hated coffee, even the smell of it. So she was more then happy to send me down the street. Juniper would call Rebecca; “Hi Becky. How about sending Allen over for a Cappuccino? Everything’s hot, all I need to do is steam his milk.” I was only too happy to go.

Depending on the time available Juniper and I had a whole menu of sexual possibilities to choose from. If pressed for time, a quick and satisfying session of oral sex was the specialty of the day. At least once a month we made the effort to really enjoy two to three hours of variety fucking; basically anything and everything. The arrangement seemed to work well for both of us. Weeks rolled into months and it seemed to just get easier and better; I know that I had no complaints.

Unfortunately, the situation at home was different and deteriorating. Becky and I seemed to be arguing more often, and with more intensity. It seemed that our marriage was headed downhill. Like before, sex was a major part of our problem. I had to be careful not to act any different then before. Then, just when I though we were about to hit bottom, it changed. In the midst of my fucking Juniper on a regular basis (we were up to three to four times a week having found a way to get together Tuesdays and Thursdays): Rebecca and I finally found our sexual groove.

We were right in the middle of a huge heated argument; my point of view was prevailing and Becky knew it. Then she did something that really pissed me off; she pushed me. Becky physically pushed me against the wall – my head hit hard.

I pointed a finger right in her face and told her that if she ever did that again I was going to spank her on her bare ass. She looked at me, then both hands came up and she pushed me hard enough that I fell backwards to the floor. I lost it, I grabbed her and wrestled her over my knee. I pulled her dress up over her ass and pushed her panties down to her knees. She warned me not to spank her. “Don’t you dare.”

SMACK!

She screamed, more from surprised than pain, and struggled to free herself.

SMACK!

This scream was filled with anger. “Stop it Allen. I’m warning you.”

SMACK!

SMACK!

“Goddamnit! Stop it you asshole!”

SMACK!

“…fucking jerk.”

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

I rained my hand on her bare flesh until her ass glowed with redness and heat. Somewhere in the teens she stopped resisting and began to hump my thigh; then she started moaning. What the fuck was that all about? When my hand was too sore to continue spanking I threw her face down on our bed and fucked her as hard as I could. She fucked back against me as hard as I was fucking into her; she had never done that before.

She started screaming “Fuck!” and nothing but “fuck.” She was almost incoherent, “fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck…” I didn’t know how she was breathing. Fortunately or unfortunately, I had just come back from fucking Juniper right before the argument started. I knew I was going to last a long, long time. I fucked Rebecca like we had never fucked before.

Half a dozen times as I fucked her she asked me to stop. I might pause to change position of add a little lube but I was going to fuck her until I was through. I pushed and pulled Rebecca into positions she would have never allowed before. At one point, I was licking her cunt to keep it wet and I switched to licking her asshole, she was saying “no… no… no,” but her hips were moving around like she was tremendously turned on.

I finally began to feel my own orgasm tingle and I moved Rebecca into my favorite position. She was kneeling on the side of the bed with me standing on the floor. I had maximum leverage for a final, frantic fucking. My hips slammed into hers as I held her in place. My orgasm was huge and I roared in triumph; damn I fucked her good.

Victory didn’t last long after I finally came; I actually started to feel a little guilty. When I pulled out of her, Becky’s ass was still bright red, her cunt was stretched open like I had never seen it and my semen oozed freely from her. Becky is usually quick on the clean up; instead she just knelt there on our bed, unmoving, my stuff dripping down her thighs.

Suddenly, I had no idea what to say. I went into the bathroom to get a washcloth so she could clean up. I looked into the mirror as the water warmed up; I can’t say I thought I was looking at – nor did I feel like any kind of a good guy. I had never treated Rebecca like that before – ever. I realized I had to do something special for her, so I started the water in the tub. When the water was ready I carefully picked her up and placed her in the tub. She didn’t – or wouldn’t – say a word to me.

I ended up washing her hair and combing it out. I dried her carefully and laid her on the bed again. Only this time I gave her a very slow soft massage. Toward the end of the massage she drifted off into a quiet sleep. I was watching TV when she awoke. I half expected Rebecca to either call the cops or call a lawyer or at the very least call me an asshole. Instead we began to talk. And more than just talk, we really listened to what the other was saying. When we weren’t talking, we would just cuddle and hold one another. I realized how much I loved her and needed her.

Juniper called the next day to invite me to coffee, I didn’t go. I called her during the week and explained what was going on. I was surprised when I heard my voice suggest we stop seeing one another for a while. I was relieved when Juniper agreed and said it was time for her to invite someone else for coffee.

Things between Rebecca and I changed completely. Over the next few days and weeks Becky and I cleared the air about just every aspect of our lives, or marriage; everything – but one.

I needed her to confess, so that I could confess – then I knew we could go forward with a fresh start. I didn’t want either one of us feeling any guilt for whatever we may have done for whatever the reason we had done it.

Try as I might, she wouldn’t do it. I even brought up the timing of our problems with a vague reference to the Halloween party. Nothing. I began to suspect that maybe she just couldn’t do it; maybe she felt too guilty. One thing that had really helped us open up our communication was to write or tell stories that illustrated how we saw things.

I decided to write her a story about what I had seen that Halloween night. I wrote it exactly as it happened, from fondling the mermaid to witnessing the tryst between the couple in the garden; then I read it to her. To say that I was surprised when Rebecca grinned, then smiled and finally began to laugh as I told my tale, would not be an understatement. I couldn’t believe it, I was stunned. She seemed to be utterly free of any feelings of guilt. Then she said something that shattered my world.

“Oh my God Allen, I can’t believe that you saw that. I wonder if they knew you were watching? That would be so wild!