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Date: Sun, 01 Jan 2006 18:27:47 +0000
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This story is true, but the names have been changed to protect the guilty.
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Dear Diary,
It hasn't been too long since I wrote, this summer has been pretty good so
far. I guess I should start with last weekend when I was working.
I
Had been having an awful time at work. Too much to do, and not enough time
to do it, conflicting orders being passed down by different bosses, and all
that kind of stuff. By the time Sunday rolled around, I was frustrated,
pissed off, and ready for anything to take my mind off of work. When I got
in the car after work, I called Tim, knowing that he would be at Mike's
house, and I wouldn't get him on the radio. I heard Mike in the back ground,
saying that he was Horney, and that made me smile. Tim said that Mike had
told him that he had a plan, and that there was a bag packed for me there. I
started to get a little wet in anticipation, and hurried back to town as
fast as the speed limits would allow.
When I got there, the first thing I noticed is that Mike was already
slurring his words a bit, and was very outspoken, unusual for him. We ate a
quick dinner, and I announced that I was going to change.
Mike
Asked me why I needed to bother to change, I just smiled and headed for the
bathroom. I put on my bikini, grabbed a towel, and headed for the pool area
and the nice hot tub shell he has had installed. This isn't really a hot
tub, as it doesn't heat up, and the jets don't work, but it is a very nice
place to just sit in the water and relax, or play (Smile).
Mike immediately informed me that I was way over dressed, so I shed the
bikini before even getting into the water. He definitely wasn't being shy
this night. I had barely settled onto a seat, when he suggested that I come
sit in his lap. I slid over, and settled down, and he began to rub my
shoulders. This has a dual effect on me. It feels wonderful, especially
after a hard day, when my muscles are tense, but it is also very arousing,
and Mike does it very well. He rubs hard on my shoulders, moving down my
arms, back up to my shoulders, down my sides, digging his thumbs into the
muscles along my spine, and then back up to my shoulders, lightly caressing
my ribs (huge shiver). My pussy began to quiver in anticipation, and then I
felt his lips on my neck.
For me, this is about the most arousing place I can be nibbled on.
While
He was nibbling on my neck, he told Tim to get my feet. Tim gently took my
feet, and began to lick and suck on all parts of them, not just the toes.
I was in heaven, especially when Tim didn't just stop with my feet, but
moved up my calves, to my knees, tickling me and arousing me further at the
same time. This went on for a while, with both of them taking turns
caressing my pussy and finger fucking me. I came several times and was
shuddering massively. They finally turned me loose, to recover my senses a
bit, and I could do no more than lay my head back on the edge of the shell
and close my eyes.
This didn't last very long, and while my eyes were still closed, I felt four
hands on my upper body, caressing and squeezing. They touched me everywhere,
now softly, now firmly, pinching my nipples, flicking my clit, caressing my
pussy lips, dipping in, moving slowly, pulling out.
It was hard to tell exactly who was doing what, as I kept my eyes closed to
further enjoy everything. The height of this was when I had both of them
sucking on my tits at the same time, feeling their individual styles, both
different and similar at the same time.
Well, as I have stated before, Mike was already slurring when I got there,
and he continued to drink as the evening wore on. That was pretty much the
end of the sexual games, as Mike began to get very silly, and it was obvious
that he was very drunk. We stayed for a while, and I refused to go home
leaving him out in the shell alone. I was afraid he might fall asleep and
drown, so I insisted that he go back to the house before we left. I can
recall him standing by the edge of the shell, trying to figure out how to
put his shirt on, giving up, tossing it aside and staggering away bare
assed. I was helping Tim negotiate the steps, and I looked back to see Mike
weaving on one leg at the top of one of the short flights of stairs.
I was sure he was going to fall, but he managed to get the other foot under
him and make his way across the yard safely (whew). The next day he called
to ask if we remembered how he had injured his toe. He didn't remember
stubbing it four times the night before. He's ok now, but it was a near
thing.
Well, things might have fizzled that night, but we made up for it last
night. Once again, I had just endured a very long series of days at work,
including two overtime shifts, and really needed to release.
Perfect to put me in the mood for anything, and I do mean ANYTHING.
Tim was in quite a mood himself. Before we went to Mike's place, he told me
that he wanted to try a little game where I would basically be a slave,
responding first to his orders and then to Mike's. We packed up the arm and
leg restraints, the leather whip, the big purple toy, my nipple clamps, and
the camera. I wasn't sure exactly how this would go over as Mike has
indicated that he is very uncomfortable with anything he perceives as
degrading to women. I have told him repeatedly that certain things that may
seem degrading aren't anymore when she asks for it, like spanking for
instance, or even being ordered sharply, or called a few names. When I am in
the proper mood, these things are simply a turn on, and a good spanking can
make me extremely wet, even to the extent of running down my legs.
After we got there, Tim sort of discussed what he had in mind, and Mike
seemed willing to play along. I had also packed several outfits, with the
idea being that Tim would tell me to go change occasionally.
I arrived wearing a pink see through blouse, and pink bikini bottoms.
Mike complimented me on the outfit, but there was no real action going on,
just a little flirting. Just as I was about to go change, one of our
daughters called from home. She was baby sitting and had almost run out of
diapers. I had to change into decent clothes and go get her some.
I
Got back and changed immediately into what I call my hillbilly slut outfit.
This consists of a pair of cutoff shorts that let my ass hang out and fit
loose enough to give easy access to my pussy, and a tank top that is cut off
just beneath my breasts, allowing a little swell to peek out of the bottom.
Mike really liked this outfit, and told me that he really likes an outfit
that hints without actually showing anything, he finds it very erotic. I
went to fetch a couple of beers for the guys and when handing Mike his, I
leaned against him, receiving a huge grin in return. When I informed him
that they were very low on beer, it was suggested that I should go get some.
Tim lightly slapped me on the shoulder, sharply ordering me to go, and Mike
protested. Now here I knew that I was not behaving correctly. I knew that I
should have just said OK, changed and gone to the store, but I was hoping
for a little punishment, so when Mike put his hand out, I stopped.
He began to apply his persuasive technique, which consists of a lot of
licking and sucking and fingering. I'm not stupid, I enjoyed it very much,
as much as I enjoyed being ordered, and knowing that I was being "bad" just
added to it.
When he got finished "persuading" me to go on a beer run, I headed for the
steps and Tim commented that I had been bad and deserved punishment. I asked
him if that was a promise and continued on my errand. After I arrived back
from the store, I insisted on "behaving"
Myself, asking if I could bring them a refill, putting away the new beer,
bringing them each one, going to change back into the hillbilly outfit, and
finishing by standing, head bowed, beside the bench. I was determined not to
sit until one of them noticed and asked or told me to sit. Of course, since
I hadn't said anything, Tim couldn't see how I was standing, and it was Mike
that finally told me I could sit. I did, and Mike fired up the grill to cook
dinner. There was a few rounds of playing going on while dinner was cooking,
but I knew that Tim was anticipating my "punishment"
As much as I was. Finally, dinner was cooked and eaten, and we went inside.
Tim told me to go get the restraints, and I returned with them, handing one
set to Tim and the other to Mike. This is where Mike's participation fell
out. He refused to use the restraints and I respect him for that, but Tim
insisted that we continue. I ended up with my ankles and wrists shackled,
stretched out over the island in the kitchen, completely nude. Tim began to
administer sharp slaps to my ass, and asked Mike to get the whip. When Mike
indicated that he really didn't want to, Tim showed him how he could use it
without hitting me, slowly dragging the soft leather straps over my back and
ass. This he could get into, and he really did it well. Tim continued to
spank me and soon, my ass cheeks were burning. I don't really remember
exactly how it ended up that Mike was behind me grinding my ass with his
crotch, but he began to add something new, and, to my surprise, actually
began to get a little rough. He began to scratch my back, lightly at first,
but when I moaned and shuddered, he scratched harder, until my back was
burning as brightly as my ass. My pussy was really beginning to run, and I
was quivering with excitement.
Here's where things got a little sticky. Tim next suggested that I climb up
on the island and use the big toy on myself while Mike take pictures.
Things would have turned out fine, except when Mike went to get the digital
camera, it wasn't working right. The display was in black and white.
We fiddled around with it for a while, trying to make it work right, but the
damned thing just wasn't going to cooperate.
It
Was actually beginning to kill my mood. Tim realized I was getting pissed
off at the inanimate object and decided that that was enough of that mode of
play. Actually, I think that was a good thing, considering that I could feel
that Mike was a bit uncomfortable with things, and also considering what
happened instead.
A whole new setting was called for and we headed out to the pool. I had
paused to change once again, but I only wore my swim cover, no suit.
When I arrived at the pool, both guys were naked and in the water. I quickly
shed my cover and joined them. Things were a little slow getting started.
Tim quickly had me against him, aggressively working me over, but we had to
call Mike over to "help". When he had joined us and was also playing with
me, while I had a cock in each hand, trying to pay equal attention to both,
the pool vacuum came our way, getting tangled in Tim's feet. As he was
getting untangled, he noticed the very powerful jet it uses to propel itself
around the pool and he got a bright idea. I have decided that I love pool
vacuums. Tim aimed the jet on my clit and my body went into very strong
spasms. I had no control over myself and found myself clinging to both of
them to keep my head above water as my pussy sent waves of pleasure washing
through me.
I had to hold on to both of them as my legs refused to support me, besides
they were jerking wildly with the powerful orgasm crashing through my body.
It took a little while for me to recover from that one, but soon, I found
myself face to face with Tim, caressing his cock, feeling him get very hard
from my attentions. He let me go on with that for a while as he just relaxed
into the sensations. Mike had come up behind me and was playing with my tits
and sucking on my neck, and I was getting kind of loud again, when I felt
Tim's hands on my hips positioning me over his swollen cock.
Now, usually, I have trouble staying the right kind of wet in a pool, the
water just washes everything away, but it hadn't been long since I had cum
hard with the vacuum, so I was still fairly slick.
He only had a little trouble pushing into me, and I wrapped my legs around
his, laying back into Mike's arms for support as Tim began to fuck me deep
and slow. This was something I don't remember having experienced before, the
total lack of gravity, truly floating as my pussy is being ravaged by a hard
cock. Mike didn't stop his attentions to my tits and neck, either, and my
body began reacting to the feelings created in both places. I could feel my
pussy contracting around Tim's cock, and when Mike found an especially
sensitive place on my neck, while pinching my nipple, I heard Tim cry out
and felt him unload inside me. I am sure I had already been in the throes of
a long orgasm, but that made everything stronger. Tim said later that my
pussy had clenched down so hard that it felt like I was going to break his
cock off inside me. I let him slip out of my pussy as Mike helped lower my
feet to the bottom again, making sure I was stable enough to stand on my own
before letting go of me.
I seem to have spent most of that evening recovering from one thing or the
other (giggle), and I guess that is the point of these adventures. I had
hardly recovered from that, when I was pressed against Mike, by back to him,
ass being ground against his hardening cock, his hands all over my upper
body, massaging muscles, squeezing tits, pinching nipples, and his lips
exploring my neck and ears, teeth fastening down on my earlobe, sucking down
my neck to my shoulder, biting lightly down my arm, and back up again.
Soon, I felt him lifting me into place for him to push his cock into my
pussy. Tim was nearby, so I reached out for him to give me support, as I
knew that I would need to lean forward a lot to get properly positioned. I
know now that I should have said something to Tim, but as usual, I was
having trouble forming words, luckily, he took the hint when I pulled his
head down to my neck, and this time I was being supported by my husband,
sucking on my neck, squeezing my tits, as Mike fucked me deep and slow from
behind. As usual, Mike, with his amazing control, took a bit longer than
Tim, not exactly better, just different. He began to rub my back with hard
long strokes, matching his rhythm in my pussy, and before long, I felt him
scratching my back. This had an amazing effect on me, along with Tim's lips
on my neck, and hands on my tits. I was truly clinging to Tim, leaning
forward with my arms around his neck, and the lack of gravity working on me
once again. I came several times before I felt Mike's cock jerk inside me as
he came also.
It wasn't long after this, I was once again face to face with Tim, with his
cock in my hands. Mike had gotten out of the pool to fetch more beer, and
when he returned, he went to sit in the shell. Tim and I were alone in the
pool as I caressed his cock and balls. He guided my hand to his asshole, and
I inserted a fingertip, causing him to moan loudly. This went on for quite a
while, and I was enjoying the reactions I was getting from my attentions to
him. I always enjoy watching what I can do to a man, and I suspect they
enjoy watching my reactions when they play with me. After a while, my hand
began to cramp, and Tim told me to hop up on the side of the pool. He was
hoping that Mike would come over to stand before me so I could suck his cock
while Tim fucked me from behind, but Mike was being very quiet in the shell.
I had trouble even seeing him over there, and for a moment I wondered if he
hadn't gone inside and left us alone. I didn't feel like calling him over,
feeling that he was on the way to drunk and not wishing to disturb him, so I
just turned my ass towards Tim so he could fuck me doggy style. This was
great as usual, without the water resistance, he was able to pound me hard,
just the way I like it. We both came together, and this time I think Tim
needed to recover his senses the same as I did.
That was the end of the evening at Mike's house. We went to join him in the
shell to find him just sitting there, very quiet, not seeming to register
much. When we said something, he began to get silly, just like the weekend
before, so we said we really needed to head home. I made sure he was safely
in the house before we left, and drove us back to our house.
Upon arriving home, we found that all of the children were still up.
I
Had really expected them to be asleep, and had only worn my swim cover home,
so I had to hurry into the bedroom to change quickly. We talked with the
kids for a while, telling them that it was quite late and they really should
go to bed, before heading to our own room to lock the door. As usual, we
were both still very much in the mood. Tim got out his cock ring and
stretched it over his cock and balls, causing them to grow even thicker than
before. I always like it when he uses this little toy, and eagerly went down
on him with my mouth. The cock ring makes him thick enough that I really
need to open my mouth wide to take him in, and makes his balls very
sensitive, causing him to shiver when I licked them and sucked them into my
mouth. It didn't take much of this before he told me to climb up and "ride
this cowboy". This is, of course my very favorite position of all times, and
I settled his thick, throbbing cock into my very wet pussy. I rode him hard
and fast, quickly coming to the strongest and best orgasm of the evening,
feeling him cum with me, but I hadn't had enough yet. I continued to ride
until I managed one more fairly strong orgasm, before collapsing on top of
him. After a few minutes, we separated and cleaned up, settling down to
sleep deeply for the rest of the night.