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   MY WIFE LISA.  (MMF, cons.)

   by Spiller.

   CHAPTER ONE - after the party.

   We had been to a party at the company - fine food, great wine and a lot
of dancing.  Around midnight we decided to walk home, as we live only a few
blocks away.  One of my colleagues from the export division - Per chose to
walk with us, as he lived in the same direction, only two blocks further.
When we stopped at our house to say goodbye I invited him in for a
nightcap, which he accepted.

   While I mixed the drinks Lisa sat down in the sofa and Per in an
armchair, and when I had served the drinks I sat down beside Lisa.  We had
some small-talk about the party.  Lisa looked absolutely radiant, and I
slipped my right arm round her neck with my hand hanging down in front of
her breast.  I touched her nipple lightly, and it answered kindly by
getting very stiff and make itself visible through her thin blouse.  It
must definitely have been the wine, which made Lisa accept my touches
normally she is a terrible prude in front of other people.  Fortunately,
though, she is a wonderfully hot lady when we are alone.

   I had played discretely with her breast a few times, when it was
evident, that Per was watching my hand intensely, and I leaned over to kiss
Lisa on her neck.

   - That looks very hot, said Per.

   - You think so, I asked?  - Do you want a touch yourself?

   Lisa threw me a questioning glance, but when Per got up from his
armchair and moved to the sofa, she closed her eyes and turned to give me
one hot kiss - tongue out and all.

   When Per was placed at Lisa's other side I moved my right hand away from
her breast, and instead I slipped the other hand under her arm to touch her
left breast, while Per cupped the right one.  Lisa's eyes were still
closed, but in a few seconds her breathing became heavier, and little moans
escaped her.  She was evidently enjoying, what we were doing to her, and I
slipped my hand up under her blouse to touch her naked breast.  I turned
her head to kiss me again, and then I pushed her lightly on her cheek
towards Per.  She got the hint, and in a second she was kissing him. 
Little groans escaped her throath, and when she turned to me again she
threw her arms around my neck and nearly ate me.

   For a short moment it was as if time stood still, then Lisa straightened
up, grabbed her blouse by the hem and lifted it off.  Her pert little
breasts stood out as if they were inviting us.  She put her legs up on the
small table in front of the sofa and leaned back with her arms behind us on
the back of the sofa.  As she bent her legs her skirt slid up to show Per
her black stockings and suspenders.

   God, how she looked good, and I nearly could not recognize her
behaviour, but at the same time I felt so randy that my stomach was
churning.  For a while we concentrated on her breasts, caressing, kissing,
small bites to her nipples and a lot of kisses.  By now Lisa made no secret
of it: She too was horny, and with abandon she enjoyed what we were doing
to her.  She raised her knees a bit more and let them fall apart so her
skirt bundled up close to her waist, which revealed what I had not known:
She was not wearing any panties.  Really, she must have gone the whole
evening without them - and I had not known.  I let my hand slide up from
her knees to her pussy, and my, was she wet.  As I watched Per's hand work
its way up the other thigh I felt her cunt.  Her lips were all swollen and
wet, and my finger felt like it popped in between them to feel all that
juice and a stiff and swollen clit.

   I felt Per's hand push mine aside, and I massaged her pretty little
tummy, while he took his turn caressing and slowly masturbating my pretty
wife.  I turned my head to kiss her, and she was all over my face. 
Suddenly she whispered close to my ear: - God, I'm so randy.  Can you feel
how well my cunt likes this?  Maybe you don't know it,but this is a fantasy
of mine, and I have often masturbated to it when you were not at home.

   - I'm burning inside, I whispered.  (Why suddenly this whispering?)

   - Are you sure you want to carry on?

   - Oh, yes, sure.  Do you?

   - I never would have thought it, but yes, I want to.

   I took hold of her shoulders and turned her, so her head was moving down
towards my lap, and she sensed what I wanted and quickly lifted her legs
off the table and swung them i Per's direction.

   - Come Per, I want you to lick my cunt for good.  I'm so very randy.

   - Mmm, yes, I can feel that, said Per, and then he cupped Lisas nice
tight arse with his hands and lifted her up, so her cunt was opened wide
right in front of his face.  Just before his mouth closed in on her I bent
down and kissed her wildly.  I could not see when he started to lick her,
but I certainly felt it.  Lisa let out a little scream and threw her arms
round my neck, and then she bit my lower lip so hard she made a little hole
in it and drew blood.

   - Oh, God.  Wait.  Wait, Per.  She looked up at me and said: You go and
sit down in the armchair.  I want you to have a good look at the first time
another man is going to lick me.

   I rose to go over to the chair, but then Lisa quickly sat up.  - Come
on, boys, get your clothes off, all of them.

   - Yes, said Per, but you definitely keep on thoses stockings and
suspenders!

   Lisa took off her skirt while Per and I undressed.  While we did so she
lay back on the sofa and fingered her cunt for us to see.  But when Per
kneeled on the floor beside the sofa and pulled her thighs apart she just
closed her eyes and threw her arms out.  He had only been licking her a
short time when she suddenly opened her eyes wide and stared at me with
pure lust in them.

   - Oh, this is great, she panted.  - He is gonna make me come in a few
seconds.  Come and kiss me, while he does it!

   I hurried over to her.  As we were kissing she was rocking her cunt up
and down on Per's face, and when I started squeezing her nipples she let go
of my mouth and started screaming.  First as a low growl, and then louder
and louder.  My cock was nearing explosion when I saw her belly ripple in
contractions and her arms around my neck nearly strangled me.  Per stopped
his licking, and we let Lisa calm down a little.  When she came to she
smiled at me and said: - This was a lot better than fantasy.  Do you want
to see my cunt?

   The question was only formally, because she just turned round in the
sofa, put her head in Per's lap and spread her lovely legs so she could put
them on each side of me.  At the same time she grabbed Pers very stiff and
very big cock and rubbed it against her cheek.  That smile on her face was
indescribable.  I touched her cunt.  It was not wet anymore, it was
overflowing.  Down her thighs juices were glistening, and the tops of her
stockings were wet.  Her lips were puffed and open to reveal a clit which
just had had a good work-over.  I slid one hand up to caress her belly
while the other started to circle lightly around her cunt.  When I touched
her clit she sighed deeply and started rocking her pelvis up and down.  Oh,
no, I'm starting again.  She smiled at me as she turned her head to plant a
series of wet kisses on the tip of Per's cock.  At that I pushed her legs
up to give me comfortable acces to her cunt.  As I sucked her clitoris into
my mouth and let my tongue circle the tip of it, I slipped a finger into
her flowing cunt.  When it was comfortably wet I pulled it out, and as I
slipped the indexfinger into her cunt my middlefinger pressed against her
little back entrance.  It quickly slipped in, acompanied by a groan from
Lisa.  I was not allowed to double-fingerfuck her for a long time.  She
broke off saying: - Oh, no, I'm not going to come this way.  I want that
new cock in me to come on, and I'll be too tired if I come now.  She sat
up, took hold of Per's legs and pulled him in position, so he was half
lying in the sofa with his legs on the floor.

   She swung her leg over him, and with her back to Per she grabbed his
cock.  It was a sight that burned itself into my brain when she hung her
head down to watch, as she guided that stiff cock in between her lips and
gently lowered herself down, until she was completely impaled on it.  As
she started moving up and down it was evident, that she was showing off for
me, and that she was enjoying herself totally.  She was moaning, letting
out little screams, breathing hard and fast.  Her breasts were swinging and
little beads of sweat were forming on her chest and forehead.

   - Oh, God, it's wonderful.  Do you know he feels so different in me? 
I'm sure I can't last long this way.  She let out another little squeal,
and then she looked teasingly into my eyes.  - Come here, and do me a
favour.  It's something from my fantasy.

   I sat down on the floor between their legs.  Lisa put her hands down and
grabbed her outer pussy-lips and pulled them apart.  Per's cock was a fine
sight disappearing into her stretched cunt.

   - Now, you lick my clit while I enjoy this strange cock inside me and I
guarantee you, I'll explode in a short while.

   It felt a bit strange, when I started to do what she wanted.  She was
still moving up and down on Per's cock, and it was impossible for me to
avoid that my tongue sometimes touched it.  My own cock was raring to go,
but evidently it was not my turn yet.

   She was absolutely right in her prediction: Two minutes of licking and
fucking, and she started screaming at the top of her voice.  She clamped
down on Per, so I could no longer lick her, and her whole body started
shaking.  She was shaking, screaming and humping up and down at the same
time.  I could not see Per's face, but from his legs and cock I could
judge, that he had started coming too.  Right in front of my eyes he was
pumping my wife full of sperm.

   Lisa collapsed and nearly fell forward to lean her head on my shoulder
and fold her arms around me.  I knew, that right now she was doing as she
always did: Really enjoying a lot of tiny little spasms, that went through
her cunt after each orgasm, and which I myself had learned to enjoy.  My,
was I envious at that moment.  Then she slowly got up.  Per's cock fell out
of her, and she and I stood for a moment, arms around each other.  She
raised her lips to my ear and whispered: - Oh, thank you, my love.  You
really can't know how wonderful this was for me.  I love you, I love you.

   - It was so great to see.  I'm still horny, you know.

   Apparantly Per had sensed our need to concentrate on ourselves, because
he had picked up his clothes and now he slipped out of the livingroom.  A
little later we heard the front door close.

   - Come, let's go to bed, and I'll give you the fuck of your life.  She
took my hand and led me onto our big bed.  She pushed me down on my back
with my cock pointing straight upwards.  She straddled me, and again I had
that wonderful sight: She lowered her head to look down while she grabbed
my cock and guided it into her well fucked cunt.  It felt like putting it
into hot water.  Juices were sliding down my cock as she pushed down on me
- a mix of sperm and her own affluent juices.  But I never felt anything
like it.  She was alive in there.  The bottom of her cunt was alive,
massaging the tip of my cock.

   - Do you want me to talk?

   - Mmmm.  Yes.  Was it good?

   - Good?  It was wonderful.  I felt like a whore.  When you were licking
my cunt around Per's cock I felt I could take on all men in the world, one
by one, and never get enough.

   All the time she was moving up and down, sometimes stopping a moment to
squeeze her cunt a couple of times, and then pick up movement again.

   - All that juice is not just mine, you know.  You must be a little bit
of a pervert to enjoy it - at least I feel so depraved to smear another
guy's sperm around your cock with my cunt.  - Oh, no, now it's burning
again.  It is!  It's burning and tinkling again.  Oh, what have I done
tonight !  It was so wonderful.

   By now I was very close to coming.  I grabbed her hips, and without
leaving her cunt I turned us round to the good old missionary position. 
And I started fucking her for good.  She was so open - or at least she felt
like it.  She was like wet silk inside, and her cunt gave out little
squishing sounds every time I hit bottom.

   - It' so good to fuck you, you little whore.  Can you feel the
difference?

   - Oh yes, and it's so good.  Per's cock was very fat but not nearly as
long as yours.

   She was panting hard again, and so was I - very close by now.

   Suddenly she gasped hard again and said in a broken voice: - I know,
what you tried to tell me, when you put two fingers in me.  And one day
we'll do it, but then you'll have to teach me and train me to have your
cock in my arse.  With that she started groaning again.  First it felt like
the bottom of her cunt was widening into a cathedral, and then the cramps
began.  At the same time I started coming.  I yelled and screamed when it
felt as if I was emptying my brain, my spine and my sperm out through my
cock and into that sopping hole.

   I felt such a great tenderness towards her as we lay there embracing. 
We were still enjoying the small manipulations her cunt was doing to my
cock while it slowly was shrinking.  At last it fell out of her with a
small plop.  I cuddled her up on my shoulder with my arms around her, and
for a long time we were very quiet but enjoying the feeling of our skin
touching and the silent sound of her breathing.

   CHAPTER TWO - Saturday morning.

   Lisa woke me up Saturday morning.  Well, this morning was very close to
noon, 'cause we had slept rather late, at least I had, but I was brought
back to life by Lisa.  She still had her head on my left shoulder, but now
she was kissing my throath and my chest, and her left leg she had brought
up to rest on my thighs.  The minute I was awake she raised her head and
kissed me for real.

   I always loved the smell of her body in the morning.  The long night
under the covers brings out the best of her smells, like a fine wine when
it gets the right temperature.  This morning was no different.  And yet !
As I really woke up to her kisses, I was aware, that the leg resting on
mine was not naked.  The stocking had that electric feeling to it, which I
always loved.  Stocking.  Suspender.  Friday night !

   Lisa was now pressing her lower body into my hip.  Her movements were
tiny, tiny little pushes, but no doubt she enjoyed moving her cunt against
my skin.  Her left hand moved from my chest, and she lifted the covers and
let them fall down again.

   The smells hit my nose like a blow.  If that smell could be bottled, it
sure would be the most erotic perfume I can imagine.  Warm skin of a pretty
woman, sweat, juices from a delicious cunt, dried up sperm - and not only
mine, at that.  Sure she knew what she was doing when she lifted those
covers.  Immediately the most sybaritic pictures formed on the inside of my
eyelids and my cock started to swell.

   Softly she took my hand and whispered into my ear: - Come, let me show
you something.  She guided my hand down under the covers and at the same
time she lifted her leg off me and turned her body slightly.  When I felt
her trimmed pubic hair under my fingers, she pushed my hand the last few
centimeters until it rested on her cunt.  - Feel this, she whispered.  - Do
you like it?

   Her cunt and the top of her thighs over the stocking-tops were covered
in dried up juices and in contradiction to that, fresh juice was slowly
seeping out of her cunt.  With my middle finger I touched the soft, rubbery
skin between her arse and her cunt.  It was wet and slippery, and I could
not resist to pop the tip of my finger in between her cuntlips.  Wet, wet,
wet.

   - Hey, what is this?

   - I woke up an hour ago.

   - What have you been doing since then?

   - Nothing.  Absolutely nothing.

   -You feel as if you have been playing with yourself.

   - No.  It is untouched by human hand the last six hours.

   - And you are so sopping wet?

   - When I woke up I first felt my stockings, and then when I moved my
legs it felt as if my lips down there had been glued together.  I could
really feel all that dried up wetness.  She was still whispering.

   - And that made you randy, didn't it?

   - Believe me, it did.

   I took hold of the covers and pulled them up over our heads.  The
daylight disappeared, and at the same time it felt like we were in a small
cave, where the smell of all that lovemaking became strong and intense.  It
sure went straight to the brain and from there right down to my cock.  Our
skins felt warm and dry to the touch.

   - Tell me then why you are so dripping wet.

   - Sure?  she whispered.

   - Oh, yes, I'm sure.

   - I'll only whisper, then.

   - Why only whisper?

   - I'm not quite sure of your reactions, and I'm a bit shy about it.

   - Alright, love, you whisper.  Come.  Lie down on your back and hold
your thighs together.  I'll put one finger on your clit, and I shall hold
it nearly still.

   She folded her arms under her head and straightened out those wonderful
legs.  The feeling of her stockings against my legs was quite electric.  My
right hand found its way down to her cunt.  I let my middle finger find its
way into the top of her crack, where I let it rest against her clit, which
was very easy to find.

   - OK, love.  Let's hear what you have to say.

   - When I felt that stickiness I thought of how it came to be.

   - Yes?

   - I started to think how wonderfully randy I was when Per shot his load
into me while you were licking me.

   - Mmmm.

   - Then I thought back to the moment when I slid down on his cock while
you were looking.  You wouldn't know how wonderful it was.

   - Tell me.

   - First, it's because it's the first cock apart from your's I have felt
for more than 20 years.  And at that it was an absolutely wonderful cock.
It was not as long as yours, but you saw yourself how fat it was.  I felt
my whole vagina stretch like never before, and the newness of it was so
exciting.  It made me tinkle all over - and especially in my cunt.

   - And that's when you started getting wet?

   - Hold that finger.  Don't make me come now - or I'll never tell you.

   - All right.  Dead still it is.

   - I really started flowing when I had to admit to myself, that I want to
do it again.  It was so perverted or whatever you'll call it, to feed that
fat, strange cock into my cunt while you were looking.  I felt so full of
power it felt like my cunt was a power-reactor which could control all the
randy men of this world.  And at the same time it was such a randy hole,
that it should take all the men of the world to satisfy it.

   - It was so exciting for me.  You know how I love you, but my whole body
was shaking at the sight of you hanging your head down to watch as you fed
it into you.  I think maybe it's also because it is 'forbidden' - as if you
are on new ground.

   - Yes, maybe.  But I'll go on: It was a certain line of thought that
forced me to wake you up with a kiss.

   - Mmmm.  What?

   - It was something I said last night, and which I really want to do
right now while I'm stinking like a whore and I feel like a whore.

   - Do I have to guess?

   - No, you don't.  And suddenly she changed from whispering to plain
talk. - I want you to teach me and train me to use my arse for pleasure for
both of us.

   - So you meant what you said?

   - Oh, yes I do.  When I told you I hadn't touched my cunt this morning
it was true - but I said nothing about my arse.  Really, I have tickled
myself down there.  I know I have always said no, when you tried something
there, but the way you did it yesterday, with your two fingers, was so
exciting and started fantasies, so this morning I not only wanted to accept
it for your sake, - it was so filled with lust and fantasy that I nearly
could not stand it.

   By now my cock was so incredibly stiff.  I threw back the covers and
admired her lovely body for a few seconds.  My middle finger in her cunt
started masturbating her as if it had a will of it's own.

   - Oh, God, no.  Stop it.  Stop it.  She grabbed my wrist and pulled my
hand away.  - I don't want to come now.

   - All right, love.  Turn over.

   Immediately she turned over to lie on her frontside with that tight,
rounded arse ready for.....  She looked at me and smiled a very naughty
smile, and then she turned her head away from me.  I bundled up one of the
covers and pushed it under her, so her arse was lifted and ready.  Her
stockings and suspenders really looked used: Stained and a bit crumbled.  I
sat down between her legs, which I pushed apart, and now I had a very fine
and clear view of her cunt and her little lightbrown back entrance.  For a
little while I massaged the top of her thighs and her buttocks.  Then I
gave her a little slap on the cheeks and asked: - Are you ready now?

   - More than ever !

   For a little while I let a finger tease her cunt - touching her clit
lightly, dipping in between her lips to retract some juice which I also had
to bring to my lips to taste.  Divine.  Now I brought a few drops up and
placed them on that inviting little star.  More dipping, bringing up more
juice, and after a few minutes I let my finger rest there some seconds
before I applied a little pressure.  Actually it ditn't take much pressure
before the tip slipped inside.  This resulted in a small moan from Lisa,
and I let my finger rest there very quietly.  Slowly I pressed it in a
little bit more.  When I started to rotate it a little she moaned again.

   - Just relax, love, and it will not hurt.

   - It doesn't hurt, it's just feels so wonderful and strange.

   - That's great.  In a minute I'm going to put in one more finger, then
you'll have to relax.

   - I will, I will.  Oh, will you do me a favour?

   - Yes, if I can.

   - You can.  Put the other finger into my cunt like you did last night.
Then you can put an arm up there and I won't complain.

   I did as she asked.  Immediately she began panting and rocking her
pelvis up and down.

   - Oh, this is great.  Come.  Give me another finger.

   I rotated my finger a little to widen her hole, then I removed my
middlefinger from her cunt.  It was very wet, and when I had drawn the
index finger almost all the way out, I started pressing both of them into
her.  - Hey, relax and push against me.  She did just that.  Actually she
raised herself up on all four and pushed against my hand.  Both fingers
slipped in.  Lisa let out a small scream of pain, but at the same time she
evidently enjoyed what was happening.

   - Come on, now.  Give me the third.  I'm not made of porcelain, and I'm
dammned randy.

   Sure.  The third finger was pressed in beside the two others, and this
time I just pushed it in roughly and in one hard push.

   Lisa screamed again, but she also twisted and turned her arse around my
fingers.

   - That's it, I said.  - Now you are going to get my cock instead.  I
kept the fingers in her while I leaned over to take a bottle of lotion on
her night-stand.  I opened the bottle with my mouth, poured a generous glob
down to my fingers and then I massaged it into her tight hole.  By now my
cock was hard as iron and absolutely ready to work it's way into the hole
she up till now had never wanted to let me use.  When she felt the tip of
my cock there she screamed: - Yes, come, give it to me.  Come, push it in,
push it all in, as far as you can.  I did, hard and without mercy, and
again she screamed that it hurt, - Oh, it hurts, aaauuu, it hurts, .. 
aauuu, oh, ooooh, God it is electric.  I'm tinkling all over, I'm that
randy.  Oh, tell me how it feels, then I'll tell you.

   - It's so tight.  It is very tight round my cock, and inside it's hot
and open.

   - Yes, it feels like you are going to break my arse, and inside its very
soft and wonderful.  It also feels very forbidden or perverse, or what
should I say.  Its wrong in a wonderful way.

   - It's so wonderful, that you finally are ready to do it that way.  You
know I have wanted it for years.

   - Yes.  I am not sure why I said no, but I'm dead sure why I want it
now.

   - Tell me.

   - I got so randy last night when you put two fingers in me.  I was
holding Per's cock close to my chin, and when you did that, I was filled
with a wild desire to have both your cocks in me.  I tell you, that never
in my life have I been so randy, and I am again now.

   - So you really want to try it?

   - Oh, God, yes.  That's why I thought I had better get used to it.  Will
you let me try it?  You know, I'll only do it if you reall want it.

   - Yes, you slut, I want it too.

   - Great.  Yes I'm a slut - and now I want you to fuck me good and
strong, and I'm sure I'll come on you cock in my arse.

   - Mmmm.  I am not sure I can last a very long time.  Get out of the bed
and find that soft dildo you had some time ago - if you still have it.

   - Yes, I still have it.

   She pulled herself off my cock and jumped to her chest of drawers where
she fetched the soft silicone dildo looking almost as if it was made of
glass.  On her way back she smiled wickedly at me.  - Am I going to have
them both now?

   - Yes you are.

   - But I thought I should have to wait until Per visited us again.

   - No.  It's now.  And hurry up.

   She jumped into the bed again, placing herself on all fours with her
round and firm arse pointing up in the air.  I pushed my cock back into her
arse.  This time it was much easier.  Then I said: - Come on, you slut. 
Push that dildo into your cunt yourself - and pretend that it is Per who is
pushing that fat cock into you.

   Lisa did as told.  It was strange to feel the dildo rub against the
sensitive underside of my cock.  And as Lisa started to fuck herself with
the dildo while she was moaning and crying in the most randy way, I started
fucking her arse.  I could feel I should not last long, and quite true,
after a couple of minutes I yelled to Lisa: - I'm coming now, I'm coming.
God this is wonderful.

   - If you start filling me up with sperm I'm going to come too, she
panted.  I have been holding it back.  Come now, come, fuck me hard.

   I rammed my cock into her ten or fifteen times, and then I exploded. 
While my cock was pumping her arse she started coming too.  Like a geyser.
When I had pumped all I had into her, she was still milking my cock with
that strong muscle.  I pushed her down on her belly and rested a little
while with my cock still in her arse, then I pulled out and turned her
round to lie on her back.  She looked like a cat who just had a bowl of
cream.  She pulled the dildo out of her cunt and held it to my mouth.

   - Here, you naughty man.  Taste it and clean it.

   With that she cuddled up on my shoulder again and lay as she did when
she woke me up.

   - That was gorgeous, she whispered.  - Are you sure you'll let me try it
for real?

   - Mmmm, I will.  But on two conditions.

   - Tell me.  But I can't imagine them to be so strict as to hold me off,
if I have your promise.

   - Good.  Never again panties or pantyhose.

   - Agreed.

   - I can do to your arse what I want to and when I want it.

   - Of course you can, if you agree to one condition of mine.

   - Which is?

   - The first time has to be with Per.

   - Agreed.  But why?

   - I won't be nervous, and I'll have a hell of a randy time waiting for
it to happen.

   - Oh.  You are that turned on?

   - You should know by now.  And I'm going to wear your cock out in the
days waiting for it to come through.

   With that she lifted her left leg over my body again, but this time she
had her right hand between our bodies, at shamelessly she started
masturbating, rubbing her hand between my belly and her own cunt.



   Chapter two.

   Two weeks after our first experience with Per he visited us again.  This
is the story of the time up to his visit - and that wonderful night.

   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 lightbrown sun-tanned skincolour.

   - Come, lie down on the bed.  I want to undress you myself, she said.

   I pushed off my shoes and did as she wanted.  With a lot of touches,
kisses, sucking on nipples and my cockhead Lisa managed to spend nearly 15
minutes undressing me.  For every time I touched her cunt, tits or arsehole
during this she was getting more and more wet, and had more and more
difficulty concentrating on getting me naked.  Finally my shorts were off,
and just as she was straddling me to feed my raring 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 definitely 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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