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MY WIFE LISA, part 2
by Spiller
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WARNING:
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For more than a week after that glorious night with Per my
wife Lisa was like a cat on a hot tin roof. I definitely didn't
have to remind her that she was not supposed to wear panties or
pantyhose and that her arse was supposed to be freely accessible
to me. On Monday she was an hour and a half late coming home, and
when her car stopped in the driveway I heard her call my name.
When I got out there I had to help her carry a number of parcels
into the house, and she herself carried a couple of big plastic
bags with other items.
- My, where have YOU been?
- You just wait till we get inside. I've been shopping, and
I can't wait to show you !
- Looks like it's been an expensive day, I said. None of
these parcels look like cheap bargains.
- You are dead right, they are not. And I think this week is
going to cost us a handsome amount - but I promise you you'll
have no reason to complain!
In the kitchen the first thing she did was to place a small
wooden crate and two bottles of champagne in the fridge. Then she
turned round, kissed me passionately and smiled to me:
- I'm going to have a shower. Will you please make a few
pieces of toast while I'm there, and then we'll have a small party
on oysters, caviar and champagne - and I promise you an erotic
modelling show to go with the food.
- I can see from the gleam in your eyes, that I'd be stupid
to complain.
- You bet !
She kissed me again and suddenly she was gone. From the
bedroom down the hall I could hear her humming bits and pieces of
old evergreens, and then the sound of the shower overpowered her
voice.
I got the toaster running and set the table at the same
time. I heard the shower stop, her steps in the hall, and little
noises and her humming from the bedroom.
- You can take out the small crate, the champagne and the
tin of caviar now. I'll be with you in a jiffy.
Suddenly she stood there, stark naked, in the doorway, her
hands on the doorframe and one hip higher than the other as she
had bent a knee slightly and put that leg forward. God, she was
beautiful !
- Like what you see? she smiled.
- You are so beautiful and sexy, I said.
- I'm sure the neighbours will think so too if you don't
turn the Venezian blinds down right now, she laughed.
We sat down at the table. I turned off the light when I had
lit the candles in the 4 candelabras I had fetched from our
livingroom. I opened the champagne and the tin of caviar (must
have been a fortune) while Lisa opened the wooden crate with the
oysters. That meal turned out to be the best of my lifetime - and
not only because of the luxury food.
- I'm happy you still think I'm beautiful, she smiled to me.
But apart from the incredible sexiness of having supper with you
stark naked, you haven't seen half of how sexy I can bee tonight.
She was teasing me something rude while we ate. - Oh, dear,
seems like I spilled some oysterjuice on my left tit. Will you
please lick it off? As I rose to do so I started taking off my
jacket, but she stopped me. - No, no. I feel even more naked when
you are all dressed up, dear. Don't take any clothes off. I'll do
that presently. And a little later: - My, oh my. I think I have a
few drops of champagne on my thigh. Do you want it?
We enjoyed the meal for over half an hour, and I for sure
enjoyed to see my wife behave with such abandon. Never in our
marriage had she done anything remotely like this - and I loved
it.
- Well, my dear. Are you ready for a lingerie show? Then get
me the blue parcel over there.
What followed now can only be described as a lewd and
provocative show by my small wife. All in all she had bought about
10 outfits. And every time she changed, she made a big fuss out of
spreading her legs to put on stockings, asking me to fit
garterbelts or to snap and unsnap flimsy bras. A few panties were
in there as well, but she made an effort to tell me, that they
were only for `office-use' or other out of the house activities.
Every time she had put on a set she'd comment on it:
- This, I think, emphasizes my cunt, don't you? I love the
way the straps are wide and the stockings go up high on my thighs
so you cannot avoid to concentrate on my little, naughty cunt.
Or: - I love the way my nipples are shown off in this bra.
For another one she said: - This blue set I shall wear all day on
Saturday, and then I'm going to fuck you silly when we get to bed.
By now my cock was raring to go. I simply had to open my
zipper and pull out my cock for fear it should break in my
trousers. And by now Lisa had reached her `piece de resistance'. -
Please hand me that red parcel. This one is for a special
occasion. Again she started out naked, and this time she first
pulled out a pair of stockings - black, ultrathin and with a snake
pattern woven into them, so the snake's tail started on her ankle
and the head ended right under the reinforced lace on the tops,
with the snake-head on the inside of her thighs. Rather vulgar.
Then she took out a kind of corset. Very light, very thin and with
very wide straps - 4 of them on each leg - to hold the stockings.
She backed up to me and asked me to tighten the silkribbons which
would tighten up the corset. They cut into her waist and pushed
down on her arse and up on her breasts. It looked as if her arse
grew an inch or two - and when she turned round I could see her
pert beautiful tits through the thinnest bra-material I ever saw.
The black, red and blue colours once again emphasized her trimmed,
black cunt.
- God, you look like a whore, I exclaimed.
- That was the idea, she panted. I'm going to wear this one
the first time I'm going to fuck Per again. Obviously she was
highly aroused by now. - - And you are not going to see me in
this set until the night he returns here to fuck me.
- You really look forward to that, don't you?
- Oh, yes I do.
- And you feel sure it's going to happen?
- Now, don't you pull out ! You promised, remember?
- W-e-e-l-l, yes, I said teasing her a little.
-Oh, please. Don't relent. I'll be so good and hot to you.
I'll do anything you want - and then some, she said.
- Well, then get out of that corset right now and put on the
blue set with the embroidered little cocks on. And I want to feel
your cunt right now, before you change.
Eagerly she came round to my chair. When she was standing in
front of me with her legs slightly spread I could smell her cunt
already, and when I put my hand between her thighs she felt hot,
dripping and very much alive. She stuck her hand into my open
trousers and grabbed my long, hard cock. Quickly I stuck a finger
up into her wet cunt and at the same time rubbed her clit with my
thumb. Lisa's knees buckled under her and she withdrew.
- God, I'm so horny. I need your cock in my arse right now.
Let me go.
She backed out, grabbed the blue set of stockings,
garterbelt and bra and left the kitchen. On the way out of the
door she turned round. - Just leave it all here. I want you in
the bedroom in two minutes. With a lewd smile she slapped her own
arse and was gone.
For the next couple of minutes I sat on the kitchen chair as
if a hurricane had just blown me into the next century, and all
the flimsy silk and nylon on the table and chairs were evidence of
my changed life. I have to admit, that a tinge of jealousy was
mixed into the joy of my wife's new-found sexdrive. But I could
not very well complain, as I was the one who initiated it all,
could I? I decided then and there, that I'd play along with her,
that I'd actually push her farther in that direction and then just
enjoy having a true whore for a wife. I promised myself that I'd
keep my cock stiff and well fucked for the next couple of weeks
before I invited Per for an encore.
- Are you coming, love? Lisa was shouting from the bedroom.
- Yes I am, if you are wet and horny enough.
- You bet I am.
When I entered the bedroom she was lying on our bed, hands
behind her head, one leg bent at the knee, and her naked cunt on
display. She looked ravishing with her black hair on the white
pillow, and the blue silk bringing out her lraring cock into her
cunt, I had a devilish idea.
I lifted her off me and got up.
- What's wrong, dear?
- Nothing, love. But I might as well turn this room into a
whore's room. From the wall I took down the large picture frame
with an enormous print from Venice. It only took me a minute to
take the glass off and remove the print.
- Come. Give me that corset you are going to wear for your
next fuck on Per's fat cock.
I could see in her eyes, that she had got the idea. She
fetched the corset and stockings from her top drawer, and I laid
them out on the white hardboard surface and quickly replaced the
glass, snapped the little locks back in place, and a minute later
that black, red and blue corset was the decoration hanging on the
wall over our bed. All the while I must have been a ridiculous
sight working on the picture stark naked and with my long cock
swinging and rocking, but all the time pointing straight into the
air.
- Oh, you deliciously naughty man, Lisa panted. I'm crazy
for that stiff cock in my arse right now, and I need so much to
come !
She pushed me down on my back, straddled me again, and with
shaking hands she placed the tip of my cock at her arsehole and
then slowly lowered herself until my whole cock was buried in her
and she was grinding her smooth arse against my hairs.
- YES, she cried. Oh, my God it's good. I am getting good at
taking it, am I not? I wish I had let you fuck me there years ago.
It's so wicked and horny.
She started fucking me. Raising herself slowly and then
slamming her lithe body down on me. She raised her eyes to look at
the pictureframe hanging over my head, and then she brought down
her right hand and began to masturbate. She spread out her slender
thighs to display her dripping cunt to my eyes, frigging herself
furiously. It did not need much guessing what was going on in her
mind, `cause her eyes were staring wildly at the corset on the
wall, and in a minute she started screaming.
- I'M COMING. I'M COMING. Aarrghhhh. Your cock is like a
pole of fire in my arse. Hell, it's wonderful to be a whore. She
was humping and twisting on my cock while she masturbated far into
her orgasm. With a yell and a deep sigh she collapsed on my chest
and buried her face at my shoulder. The wild contractions of her
arsehole, and later the little manipulations she always enjoyed
while coming down from her high, nearly brought me off, but I held
back with all my might, doing silly algebra and thinking of work
in the garden. I managed to stay stiff, and then I pulled out of
her.
- I'm going to the bathroom to wash my cock before I take
possession of your cunt, I gasped.
- No, love. Please let me do it. She jumped out of bed, and
a minute later she was back with a bowl of lukewarm water, a
washrag and a towel. With tenderness and loving care she bathed my
cock far beyond the demands of cleanliness. She dried it off and
proceeded to kiss and suck it.
- If you don't stop I'm going to come in your mouth, and I
don't want to do that.
- Why not?
- Because your cunt is so much more wet and horny and
pleasant to my cock.
- OK, love. But let me take care of you.
She straddled me again, but this time she placed her cunt
right in front of my cock. Instead of feeding it into her cunt she
started masturbating me.
Her small hand moved slowly and softly up and down. In between she
would scoop out some juice from her cunt to make her hands even
more slippery.
- How does it feel suddenly to have a whore in your bed? Do
you like to see my open cunt? She never even waited to hear if I
had something to say. She was all on a trip of her own. - Can you
see it's snapping for air? It's snapping for cock. It's burning
inside for you and Per to fill me up and quench the fires.
I was getting close, and my cock started twisting.
- Now, you tell me just the second you start spurting that
white sperm. Not too early and definitely not too late, hear me?
- It's only a few seconds.
- Great. She raised her arse from my thighs, bent her head
down and placed the tip of my cock at the entrance of her cunt.
Still she was masturbating me and mewing like a little kitten.
- MMmmm. I can feel it's on its way. Come, you horny
bastard. Ready to fill me up?
- Oh, God, NOW, I yelled.
My sperm started its journey up through my cock, and at the
same time Lisa lowered her soaking cunt down on it and buried it
to the hilt. The sensations were indescribable. Right from being
masturbated in the air to be engulfed by a hot, dripping, silken
cunt ! And I was pumping 9-10 spurts of sperm up into her. My
whole body was shaking and Lisa extracted another two or three
spurts when she took my nipples between her fingers and squeezed
them.
- My, was that great, I sighed. But you didn't come this
time!
- I don't care. This was great for me too. And I have plenty
of orgasms coming my way, I tell you.
She manipulated my cock for a little while. Then she leaned
over me, letting her black sweet-smelling hair make a little cave
round our faces. She kissed my mouth and eyes and whispered: - My
love, I want you to relax and fall asleep with your cock in my
cunt. I want the last thing you remember of this wonderful evening
to be your cock getting smaller and smaller in my wet cunt while
you fall asleep.
Her arms went round my shoulders. She pressed her small,
lovely tits into my chest, and she started humming little bits of
meaningless tunes into my ear. I don't know how she did it, and I
don't care, but it was almost hypnotic the way she made me fall
asleep with my cock still buried in her cunt, and I was fast
asleep before it wilted completely and fell out of her without me
knowing it.
That Monday night was pretty much representative for the
rest of that week. Lisa seemed insatiable. She was horny morn,
noon and night, and she wanted my tongue and my cock all the time.
And never in her life had she worn such luscious underwear,
emphasising her sex. By Saturday her arsehole was well worn and
she derived lots of lust and orgasms from it, all the time saying
how she deplored having deprived me access up till now. And all
week she did not mention Per one single time, but the way she
would often stare at the corset in the pictureframe above our bed
while her eyes glazed over with lust, told me that she was
dreaming of it very often.
SUNDAY.
Sunday I took her out for dinner in our neighbouring town
and had her flash her naked cunt to a number of different men - in
the restaurant and in the bar we visited later. On our drive home
at about 9 o'clock she was wet and restless. In the bedroom I made
her undress except for underwear, and then I tied her hands to our
headrest. And a little later I blindfolded her with a black silk-
handkerchief, which I had dipped in her juices first, so the snip
hanging down to her nose had a distinct smell of horny cunt.
I laid down beside her, pressing my stiff cock against her
thigh, and without any preliminaries I started massaging her clit,
while I licked and bit her nipples till they were standing out
like little pieces of rubber.
- And now, my dear, horny wife, I whispered into her right
ear, all this is really about you wanting to feel Per's cock
again, isn't it?
- Why do you ask?
- Because I want you to come out and say it to me in so many
lewd words.
Her cunt almost spurted out juice as I brought up the
subject. She was drawing in her breath between clenched teeth, and
she was humping her cunt against my hand.
- Yes. Yes. I want to fuck Per and you again. Oh, damn. I'm
almost coming, saying so.
- Say it again, then. What is it you want?
- I want to fuck that fat cock of his while you watch me.
- What does it do to you? I want to hear you tell it all,
you little, horny slut.
- It stretches my cunt. It feels so different from your
cock, and it makes me fell whorish and depraved to have my cunt
filled with another man's sperm.
With these words she let out a loud yell, and her whole body
was shaking and thrashing around while she was coming very
violently. I continued masturbating her, only not pressing very
hard on her clit for a little while.
- You know, if you are going to experience it again it won't
do for you to get tired or too relaxed just because that fucking
cunt of yours has come off.
- No. I know that. And I'm all horny again already. I can go
on, I promise you. Oh, God, I'm dripping again. Will you please do
one thing for me right now?
- Depends.
- Lick my clitoris while you bury a couple of fingers in me.
She lifted her knees and spread her thighs so her cunt and
arse were on display. And I was only too happy to oblige. A hell
of a lot of juice was flowing down her crack, wetting her arsehole
and ending up on the mattress, which was spotted and slippery. Her
cunt and arsehole clamped down on my fingers, and she got nearly
uncontrollably horny. She was whimpering and moaning. I pulled out
my fingers, pressed down her legs and held them in a firm grip
with my own legs. I shall never stop loving that feeling of
stockings rubbing against my own legs.
Then I reached out and took the cellphone from the bedside
table. I pulled down her blindfold and handed her the phone. The
minute she had taken it I started masturbating her clit again.
- OK, you whore. Call him and see if you can entice him to
come and fuck you on Friday night.
- I can't do that. You should call him and make the
arrangements.
- Oh, no, little bitch. You want the fuck of your life, so
you can call him and ask him. But remember our agreement: This is
going to be the second and last time.
- All right, I'll call him, but you'll have to stop frigging
me! Or I'll come when I hear his voice.
- I'll stop when I want to.
I held my hand still for a moment while I gave her Per's
number. With shaking hands she pressed the number and waited. The
moment I saw a little smile appear on her face I started slowly
circling her clitoris again. And this is what I heard her say:
Hi, Per. This is Lisa.
Yes, that Lisa. Remember, we had a night-cap two weeks ago?
Mmm. I think so too.
Oh, you have? I've been thinking of you, too.
Yes, and I'm thinking of you right now.
Where? Well, I'm in bed, and John is right here beside me.
Yes, he is. And he has asked me to call you. He is doing
some naughty things to me while we talk.
I'm sure he wants to do it again. And that is why I call
you.
No. Not right now.
Well, we thought you might like to come for supper next
Friday, if you are free then.
Yes, you naughty man.
Yes, yes I want to, too.
Oh, my God, John. Stop that finger, or I can't go through
with this. Would you like to come.
WHAT? Do I want to.... Yes, I want to fuck you, you hunk.
Yes, my cunt is dripping for it now.
You can't be serious.
All right. John, he wants you to make me come while he
listens on the phone - and then he'll come on Friday.
I felt like my cock was going to explode, and Lisa was
making the mattress all wet, her cunt was virtually flowing. Then
she started moaning:
- Oh, I can't help it. God it's wonderful. I'm tinkling all
over. I want your fat, wonderful cock to split me again. OH, NO.
I'M COMING. YES. YEEES. O-O-O-H-H-H-H-H-A-A-A-A-A-W-A-A-H-H-H-
and then she was screaming out her orgasm at the top of her voice.
Faster than I thought possible I rolled on top of her and slid my
aching cock into that slippery cunt. She was shaking from cramps
again as another orgasm was yelled down into the phone.
Oh, my God, Per. That was a nasty thing to make me do.
Yes, OF COURSE it was wonderful. Couldn't you hear?
Yes. Yes at 7 o'clock.
Yes again. But I have to tell you, that it will be Friday,
and then never again, OK?
Because I don't want to endanger my marriage. I just want a
horny fuck, and I was so comfortable with you.
OK. It's a deal. Friday at seven then.
Bye, bye.
She dropped the phone and looked up into my eyes.
- God, I'm nearly fucked out. But it was so wonderful,
darling.
- Mmm. And your cunt is deliciously dripping now.
- No wonder.
- Why?
- Do you have to make me tell you all the time? I'm crazy
for a chance to fuck you and Per again. I'm all alive inside. And
now I want you to pull it off in my cunt.
- What kind of a cunt is it?
- It's a horny, dripping whore's cunt. It's your cunt.
I told her to stretch out her legs and squeeze her cunt
round my cock. The juice was squelching round my cock, and I could
feel she was moving her pelvis to reach the angle, where the tip
of my cock would push on her cervix every time. Soon I was getting
more and more heated.
- That's great, little whore. Your cunt is so wet that I
should feel nothing if you spread your legs now.
- I'll make you feel, you bastard. Untie my hands !
- Why?
- Just do it. For your own sake !
Sure her imagination must have been working 24 hours a day
during the last week. Again she surprised me with a `first'. The
minute I had untied her hands she reached down my body and grabbed
my arse. She pulled my cheeks apart, and suddenly I felt her press
one finger deep into my arsehole.
- It's just as good for you, isn't it, she growled. Give me
that load of sperm to make me come.
She was wriggling her finger in my arse, and her cunt
started a series of contractions. I definitely could hold out no
longer. I started fucking her something furious.
- Do it, you fucking pimp, she said with her hoarse voice. -
Give it to me. You pervert, you love to watch your wife getting
fucked, don't you? Does it feel good in your arse?
She started screaming again, and while she went through yet
another long and strenuous orgasm I exploded deep in her cunt. I
felt her body relax beneath me. And again those wonderful little
spasms brought her all the way down while my cock enjoyed it to
the fullest. Her finger in my arse now hardly moved, only tiny
little jerks to match what her cunt was doing. It was like a long,
long echo of a perfect consert.
- Phew, you wonderful man, she whispered.
- You're not half bad yourself, I kissed into her ear. - And
I love you immensely.
- Me too, she mumbled.
She put her hands on my chest and pushed a little.
- Please, get that heavy corpse off my tired, little misused
body.
- Ha, ha. Misused, abused. Ha, ha.
- Ha, ha yourself. I feel wonderfully used, and I can't even
imagine, that tomorrow I may be just as horny again.
- I sure love your new `image'.
- I'm happy to say that it is not only an image. I think
this change is for good. At least I hope so.
- So do I, my love. But let's go to sleep now. There's work
tomorrow.
- Yes, and some tidying up in the kitchen, as far as I
remember.
- Sleep tight.
- Mmmm. Sweet dreams.
And off we went into each other's arms and those of
Morpheus.
FRIDAY.
I have to admit, that most of Friday I was a little bit
nervous about what was going to happen. I didn't see Per until the
lunch-break. He brought his plate to my table and sat down.
- You know, John, you can still cancel our date for tonight.
I shouldn't even blame you for it.
- No, Per. You know as well as I do, that Lisa is crazy for
it, but I have to admit I'm a bit nervous.
- THAT I don't blame you. But I promise you I shall try to
be sensitive about it, and all you have to do is shake your head
`no'.
- I don't think I'll need that, but I'll remember it, and
thank you. There is only one thing I know you should be a little
careful about.
- And that is?
- When at some time I have come, don't fuck her like crazy
immediately after.
- Sure no. I know that feeling. You know, my ex and I tried
this a few times, and one guy destroyed everything by doing just
that. When I wasn't very horny right after a `come' it was easy to
get jealous.
- OK. But then I'll look forward to see you at seven, and
we'll let Lisa run the show, eh?
- Sure, John. See you.
When I got home Lisa was there already. Her nerves were on
edge too, and she was a bit hectic.
- Hi, love. I took off a couple of hours to get some supper
ready and have a nice soak in the bathtub.
- Yes, I see that. What have you got for dinner?
- Something light. A nice salad, some slices of smoked
reindeer and a sweetened white bread from Sweden. And then just
some fruit. Could you do with a cup of coffee?
- Sure. Would be nice.
We were both more or less avoiding the topic of the evening,
though it was only two hours away. Lisa poured us two cups of
coffee and we sat down at the kitchen table. She looked at me with
her beautiful green eyes full of love. I almost melted when I saw
them.
- You know, love. I think you are the kindest and most
courageous man in the world to carry this through for me.
- Well, I hope it is going to be for me too.
- I shall do everything I can to make it wonderful to you,
too.
- I know you will.
- But, darling, these two weeks have shown me, what I should
never have believed: That I can get so horny as to lose control of
myself. IF you think I get too horny, will you please stop me? You
just have to grab my arm and say `honey, that's enough'.
- I shall, dear. But let's not get all that serious. We are
going to have fun and joy and you are going to come a hell of a
lot of times !
- Don't say that !
I got up to fill my cup again and then I said:
- Why don't we take our cups to the bathroom. We'll help
each other get ready. And I want to trim that lucious little cunt
just the way I like it.
- Oh, yes. What a perfect idea. BUT NO FUCKING. Remember?
Promise? I want us both to be fit for fight at seven.
We spent nearly an hour and a half in the bath- and the
bedroom. At half past six we were in the kitchen again, me in a
white shirt and white slacks, while Lisa donned a clinging light
blue silken dress which buttoned all the way from cut-out to hem.
And of course the old print of Venice had returned to it's usual
place over our bed.
We had just laid the diningroom table and prepared supper
when the doorbell rang at 7.02.
The usual `hello's, you look great, nice to be here again
etc. - and then we had a couple of drinks in the living-room
before we sat down to have our meal in the dining-room.
The atmosphere was pleasant, and as we downed a few glasses
of wine with the reindeer it also became more and more erotic.
Lisa was radiant and the candles glimmered in her green eyes.
Mozart was playing in the background, but when we finished eating
close to nine, Lisa changed the CDs to some soft evergreens and
middle of the road music.
We took the wine into the livingroom, and on the way I
stretched out my hand to Lisa: - Come, dear, let's dance.
She was clinging to me, pressing her lovely body against
mine, and when she danced with Per later she did the same to him.
They finished dancing with a VERY close embrace and some hot, hot
kisses. I got out of my chair and went up behind Lisa. I reached
round her and started unbuttoning her dress while she was kissing
Per. When I got down to her waist Per went down on his knees and
continued the unbuttoning all the way down.
Lisa pulled the dress over her shoulders and shook them so
the dress fell of her into a little heap on the floor.
- My God you look fantastic in that underwear, Per
exclaimed.
- Mmm. I think so too, and I bought it just for you.
Per leaned in to plant a hot kiss on her cunt, and Lisa
bent her knees and spread them to give him easier access.
- Off with your clothes, gentlemen. I want you naked now.
That was done in a minute, and like last time we sat down in
the sofa with Lisa in the middle.
Again she placed her legs on the low table in front of the
sofa and slid down so her cunt and thighs were comfortably
accessible to us. She reached down and grabbed our cocks, and a
shiver went through her when she held one in each hand.
- Oh, it's lovely, she sighed. - Feel my cunt, John, I
think you'll love it.
And I did ! She had already made her stocking tops wet, and
her cuntlips were all swollen and tender. It was electric to feel
Per's hand on its way, and slowly I moved mine away to caress her
belly and tits while Per began to explore her hole. She squeezed
or cocks when his fingers reached her cunt, and then she let go of
them, placed her arms behind us and turned to kiss me fiercely.
- Oh, it's lovely. And wicked. Please kiss me while I let
Per frig me off.
And that's what we did. Lisa was out of this world, and she
had been waiting so eagerly for this moment, that she came off in
a minute or two, screaming yet again. She had become very vocal
these last weeks.
- That was lovely, you two delicious lovers.
She got up from the sofa, just to fall on her knees in front
of Per. She stretched out her hands to take hold of his cock. She
stared lovingly at it and caressed it with both hands at the same
time, sheltering it as if it was a candle.
- Oh, you should know how I have longed for this one. You
know Per, it is every bit as fat as I remember it.
She turned her head and looked at me. - Will you please lick
up my juices, John? I don't want to ruin those expensive stockings
so early in the evening, and I'm virtually seeping right now. She
smiled sweetly at me as if she had just asked me to wipe off some
spilled coffee from the table !
Of course I knelt behind her and started cleaning off the
top of her thighs. And my, was she right. She was wet and
glistening, and even though I licked her crack clean she just
moaned, and a new batch of juice came seeping out of her. I could
not see what she was doing, but I guessed it, and a little later
she reached back and grabbed my hair. - Come up here, you horny
man, and watch me suck on this magnificent cock.
She pulled my head down real close, and then she put the
head of Per's cock into her mouth again. She moved her mouth up
and around it really slow, and it was evident, that she was
enjoying herself. She let saliva seep out around the fat cockhead,
only to move her head down and catch it again, and then going all
the way up to his blueish cockhead again. Per really looked as if
he had landed in the seventh heaven, moaning and sometimes pushing
his cock upwards towards her mouth, only to have her withdraw.
- Please diddle my clit while I do this. Really you enjoy
watching it, don't you? I think it's because he is circumsised
that he enjoys this more than you do.
I turned round a little and reached down to `diddle her
clit' as she had asked. Suddenly she pulled his cock out of her
mouth with a `plop' and turned to kiss me. And back to the cock
for a few seconds, and then again a kiss. The little bitch must
have known that I could feel a faint taste of cock on her lips,
and she started to rub her cunt back and forth on my hand while
she continued switching from Per's cock to my mouth.
- Stop, she gasped to me. Take your hand away.
Surprised I looked at her.
She got up from her kneeling position and then she pulled
Per's legs till his arse was out on the edge of the sofa. She
swung one leg over his and for a moment she stood with shaking
thighs and her back to Per, her cunt just above the bulbous head
of his cock. A small drop of the bitch's juice fell from her lips
and landed in his curly hair.
- Oh, for heaven's sake, I'll enjoy this. Hold his cock for
me, you pervert. Don't you want to guide it into me?
- Yes, of course I do. I took hold of Per's cock, and a
shiver went through me.
- Oh, my God, this is wild, she panted. Her thighs began to
tremble as she let her muscles go and slowly speared herself,
sinking all the way down in one slow movement. I watched as her
inner lips were drawn into her cunt with the fat cock she impaled
herself on. Her cunt stretched to acommodate the cock, and the
pink hood of her clitoris was pulled back to let the pearly little
pea out in the open.
- Oh, my God, I'm finally doing it again. It's wonderful.
Hurry up, and lick my clit like last time. I'm going to explode in
a few seconds.
She was humping wildly. Small movements up and down, but
furiously fast as if she was having a fit. I could hardly catch
her clit, but at last I just stuck out my tongue and she found it
herself and kept her clit glued to it.
Per had reach round her and was pinching her nipples, and I
grabbed her hips in an attempt to hold her. I had to give up.
- John, I think I'm in heaven, she wailed. It's burning and
tickling all over. IM BEGINNING TO COME. OH. MY CUNT IS GETTING
SO-O-O BIG. oH, HOW IT IS STRETCHING ME.
I watched in awe as her bellymuscles began to contract and
her thighs were closing and opening quickly and slamming against
my cheeks. Again she started yelling. She pushed me away, raised
herself till Per's cock nearly fell out of her and then slammed
down on him. Up again and slam down. She was screaming all the
time and obviously comming for more than a minute. The last few
times she slammed down hard her cunt let out burping and sloshing
sounds. All the time Per had pumped her full of sperm without me
noticing, not until it started to seep out of Lisa and fall to
rest like a foam on his hairy balls.
With her eyes tightly closed, her breath heavy and fast, and
sweat and juice running down her thighs she came to a halt,
resting her arse heavily on his belly, and displaying her cunt to
me. She opened her eyes and looked so naughtily into mine while
she too my hand and put it on her belly. - This is what you like
so much, isn't it? I could feel her small contractions.
- Yes it is.
- Well, sad for you and good for me it's another cock
enjoying it right now. She had fire in her eyes saying this.
- Do you want to make me real horny again fast? She was
panting already again. What was coming up must be something she
had dreamed up during the last two weeks.
- Yes I do. Yes.
- OK. Let's se if you are as much of a pervert as your
little wife is.
She lifted herself off Per's cock and just let him lie in
the sofa as a piece of used equipment. Then she pushed me back on
the floor till I was lying flat out on my back. I was expecting
her to mount me and not at all what she had in mind. She
straddled me all right but she quickly moved up my body until her
knees were on each side of my head, and her fucked and stretched
cunt was dripping juice and sperm on my chin.
- Do you dare to empty your whore's cunt with your mouth?
Can you see what his cock has done to it? I can't, but I sure can
feel it. Oh, please, make me a true pervert, John. I'll love you
forever and be horny forever if you suck me out now. Do you dare?
She didn't even wait for an answer, she just lowered her
cunt till it rested against my mouth and then she started rubbing
it back an forth. When I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue
into her stretched vagina she let out a sharp yell. She reached
down with both hands, and even though it was absolutely
unnessesary she pulled her cuntlips further apart, and I could
feel her put up a pressure as if she was on the toilet. That made
juice and sperm flow into my mouth instead of just seeping.
- Oh, my God, I'm a whore. SAY I'M A WHORE ! I'm crazy for
you, you know?. I'm really feeding you with the result of my
whoring. She growled again, and when she came she pumped the last
drops out of her cunt and collapsed across my head so she nearly
strangled me. She was whimpering and humping her cunt up and down
on my face, and she made me wet from my eyes to my chin. At last
I simply had to push her off if I wanted some air.
I sat up on the floor. Lisa opened her eyes and looked at
me. - Oh, you poor thing, she smiled. You have still got that
lovely long and thin cock at attention. I think I'll have to fuck
you too, haven't I? Oh, John. I think I have already come 5 times.
It must be your turn now.
- Yes, I think so, you little slut. I put my hand round my
cock and moved it up and down a few times.
- OH, NO. Stop that. What a waste that would be.
Lisa got up, only to sit down on the edge of the small
coffee table. She looked from me to Per, who had opened his eyes
agan and sat up in the sofa. She looked back at me and smiled,
spreading her legs a little to show off her cunt for the 50th
time.
- That was a hot show, Per suddenly said. His first words
for quite some time. - Whatever happened to you two people the
last two weeks?
- I think that depends on which of us will attempt an
explanation, I said.
- Do you really need an explanation, Lisa asked?
- Well, I don't NEED one, but in a way I'm a little part of
this, right? And a bit curiousity might be allowed.
- I think she has been the most randy, exciting woman in our
whole marriage, I said.
- And I have been so horny thinking of what we did a
fortnight ago, that my cunt and my brain has been working in
overdrive all the time.
- You can say that, I added.
- I'm happy if I have contributed to such a wonderful thing,
Per said.
- Just don't you relax, Lisa laughed. John and I have
experimented, and John has been the most wonderful and patient
teacher.
- In which way?
- You'll see in a little while. When I can get your cock up
and going again I want Johns cock in my arse and your's in my
cunt. Oh, my. Just listen to me. I'd never have said anything like
it two weeks ago, and now I'm dripping not only to say it but
actually to do it ! !
- And how are you going to do it then?
- We'll go to the bedroom.
- Is the bed better than the sofa?
- No, not really. But I want to wake up some mornings and
just dream of what we did in that bed, so I can be really wild
when I wake up John for a fuck. Oh, no. I'm making myself blush
again.
- All right, you horny little beauty. Let's see how reformed
you are. Spread your thighs and masturbate for me, he said. And
then I'll show you how I masturbate my cock into a stiff pole.
Per grabbed his cock with his right hand, and his eyes
widened (as well as mine) when we watched Lisa push her cunt
forward to the edge of the table, and then spread her cunt with
one hand and start diddling her clit with the other.
- Do you like to watch this, she smiled?
- Sure, you look good. Do you like to watch me?
- I definately do. It's exciting to watch your cock grow and
at the same time look forward to feel it in my cunt again.
- What was it you wanted me to do, he asked?
- I'll show you.
She lifted her arse, and a minute later she had stuffet two
fingers in her cunt and two in her arse, while she still diddled
her clit with her left hand.
- This is what I want ! This is what I've been fucking John
for 20 times the last two weeks, plus all the times I've brought
myself off dreaming about it. AND I WANT IT NOW, RIGHT NOW, you
two studs.
She stood up again and stretched out two hands to us. She
dragged me up from the floor and pulled Per off the sofa. Then she
dragged us towards the bedroom door.
- Hey, wait a second, I said. We're here to service you, you
cunt, but then you could show appreciation by mixing us a couple
of your Bloody Marys.
- I'll make it three. You two go to the bedroom, and I'll
bring them.
Per and I left for the bedroom, and a couple of minutes
later we could hear her coming towards the door, glasses ringling
and she was humming a tune.
- She sure has changed, said Per.
- I can hardly recognize her, I answered. She'd never have
said or done the things she has the last two weeks. You sure made
her horny.
- No, I think its more because some secret fantasies of hers
were brought out in the open. Don't you?
- Yes, you have a point there.
When she entered the door we noticed that she had pushed the
shoulderstraps down and pulled off the thin material of the bra.
She went up to the bed where we were sitting. Then she dipped each
nipple in two of the glasses and said: - Do the gentlemen care for
a taste before you drink? And of course we sucked each our nipple,
and Lisa enjoyed it.
She sat down between us and politely offered us the Bloody
Marys as if she was properly dressed at a family gettogether. We
said our cheers and took some sips of the drinks. Lisa pecked us a
kiss on our cheeks, and then she whispered into my ear: - Don't
think I'm not horny. This is just show off. I'm dripping to carry
it through, and I want your cock in my arse NOW. She put down her
drink and arranged some pillows against the headrest, and then she
said to me:
- Come here. Lean against these pillows and let your cock
point right up towards my arse !
She straddled me with her back to me, dipped my cock into
her cunt and then she placed it against her tiny brown hole and
pressed down. It slipped in amazingly easy and then she humped a
few times until it was buried to the hilt in her arse. She turned
immediately from the joking and smiling Lisa into the panting,
lewd and fuckcrazy whore I had gotten to know.
- Come to my cunt, you wonderful fuck toy. Stuff your fat
cock into me again.
- Yes, MA-AM, Per said and brought himself into position
between my thighs.
His cock was prodding to find the way, hitting my cock and
at last Lisa hissed: - I'll guide it in. And suddenly I felt that
fat sausage slide into her and at the same time scrape against the
underside of mine, with only the thin wall to separate us. The
pressure was enormous and I wondered how she could take it, but
apparantly she had no trouble. She started talking, yelling,
screaming, sobbing, humping her cunt and arse on our cocks and
after the first minute or so I think she had one continuous
orgasm.
- Hell, I'm doing it. God, you fill me up. You're so good in
my arse. Damn how you stretch my cunt. YEEEEE. OOOOHH, I'M COMING
AGAIN. FUCK ME, FUCK ME.
She had cramps most of the time. I reached round to pinch her
nipples only to find Per's mouth glued to one tit. I pinched the
other nipple hard, and she screamed again. - Oh, my God, it's
even better than dreams. I'm doing it. Oh, I want the whole world
to know I'm fucking you in my arse and cunt. Oh, I'M COMING AGAIN.
IT'S JUST GOING ON AND ON.
By now my balls and thighs were wet all over from all her
juices, and I felt so confined more or less underneath both of
them. I broke her off with a loud "STOP".
Lisa became very quiet. - Do you want to stop now. You can't !
- Hell no, but I want to get out from under here.
I slapped her arse and said: - Get off me and get on your
hands and knees.
Per pulled out of her cunt, and she dragged her arse off my
cock. I motioned for him to get on his back in the bed, and Lisa
straddled him with her arse high in the air, ready to feed his
cock back into her cunt. Both her holes were gaping open, and she
looked very much fucked.
- Oh, I'm so empty inside. Fill me up again, Per. Get your
cock in me quick. She was shaking as if she was possessed as she
threw herself down on his cock. I went in behind her and pressed
my cock into her gaping arse. Again I felt Per's cock very
destinctly, and when my cock was almost all the way in Lisa
started her ranting again.
- YES, YES. IT'S MUCH BETTER THIS WAY. OH, GOD, FUCK ME
YOU TWO BASTARDS.
I slapped her arse hard and then grabbed her by her hips.
- No. Now YOU fuck us, I ordered. I started pulling and
pushing her hips, and in so few seconds she got the idea. She
rocked back and forth on her hands and knees, and I held on for
dear life to meet her thrusts and add a few of my own.
I couldn't believe it when she started coming again. She was
sobbing and yelling all the time so I had nearly missed it when
Per said: - I'm going to come too. This is wonderful, and I can't
last any longer. I'M GOING TO COME, LISA. I'M GOING TO FILL YOU UP
AGAIN. And a little later he started roaring like a bear, and I
could feel his cock starting to spurt into my wifes open cunt.
That triggered me off too, and with a loud scream I fell onto her
back, humping her like a dog and spurting jet after jet of hot
sperm into her arse. Lisa herself was having a last sobbing and
crying orgasm as we filled her up. Physically and mentally spent I
collapsed on her back and pressed her down against Per. Lisa was
dead silent for a few seconds. Then she said: - Phew. My God in
heaven, it was wonderful.
I pulled my wiltering cock out of her arse and fell down on
the bed, and Lisa followed, dragging her cunt off Per's cock. Soon
she was lying flat out on her back between Per and I with her eyes
closed, looking very tired and satisfied. At last she opened her
eyes and looked at me.
- I did it, John. I did it. It was absolutely out of this
world, love.
She turned her head towards Per and said: - How wonderful
you were. Never, ever was anything this perfect.
- You sure are some wild fuckmachine, Per said. It was great
for me, but there is nothing left in me now.
- Not in me either, she sighed. She put her arm round my
neck and dragged my head down to kiss her. - I don't know what
to say, love, but `thank you'. Thank you for letting me try this.
At this point Per lived up to his gentlemanly promise in the
lunchroom. He raised himself up on his elbow and said to Lisa: -
I'm happy that you let me be the man to try out this. He kissed
her tenderly. Then he looked up at me and said: - John, this was
wonderful. If one day I get a new wife I want you to help me give
her something like this.
He got off the bed, threw us a kiss with his fingers and
went into the livingroom to get dressed. Lisa embraced me and
kissed me.
- Just let me rest a few minutes. Then I shall go and fetch
a bowl of water and wash your cock.
We were just resting when we heard Per shout a `good bye'
from the hall, and then we heard the door click.
- You poor man, Lisa whispered to me. - You only came once,
didn't you?
- That's right.
- Well, I have better clean your cock then and do something
about it, haven't I?
And that is just what she did, but that's another story, as
they say in the fairy-tales.
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