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Take My Wife, Please, Pt.  5 By Alden Bradley
   "It's all just an act, you know," I told Dawn as we lay naked sunning
ourselves by the pool, greased up with sun block, both wearing dark
glasses.
   She had commented on my apparent ease with remaining in the nude as we
maneuvered around the house and patio area.  Her husband, Larry, had
departed to collect items for the evening's dinner from their house, two
doors down from ours.  My husband, Steven, lay on the opposite side of the
pool as Dawn had demanded.
   "We need to do some girl talk," she ordered.  "Buzz off!"
   Steven hadn't even grumbled.  He simply dove into the pool and emerged
on the other side, situating himself on one of the plastic chairs placed
sporadically around the perimeter of the pool.
   "What do you mean by an act?" Dawn asked.  "You seem to be quite
comfortable and confident."
   "I'm acting," I said.  "It's my nature to be kind of modest.  So I'm
fighting that instinct to behave like I don't care.  I'm really very
conscious of my nudity."
   "Maybe that's what makes you so hot," Dawn proffered.  "That sense of
being naughty makes you seem very sexy.  Hell!  I mean, you ARE sexy.  That
sensuality just seems to surround you.  We can almost feel it."
   "Well, we are being naughty, aren't we?" I answered.  "I seem to
remember being fairly well put off by the idea at first."
   "Yes, but the more we talked about it, the more interested you got."
   "That was your fault, and Steven's.  Don't you think it's sexy and
naughty?"
   "Of course I do.  That's why I'm loving it.  It's not every day I get to
fuck somebody besides Larry, you know."
   I thought for a minute about how that sounded.  "Have you done this
before, then?" I asked her.
   "Nope," she said easily.  "I haven't had any strange cock in the six
years we've been married.  But, I have to tell you, I really like it."
   "So you'll do it some more?"
   Dawn raised herself up on her elbows.  I watched from behind my
sunglasses as a little drop of sweat rolled between her gorgeous breasts.
"I think I'm comfortable with you and Steven.  Larry seems to be all right
with it.  I don't know that I'd feel the same way with somebody else in the
picture."
   I was silent, formulating my next thought.  "Do you think we'll do this
again sometime?"
   Dawn lay back on her lounger.  "I'd like to," she said.  "I like Steven.
I like the shape, weight and texture of his cock, in my mouth and my pussy.
He's good, you know, Ter.  You're lucky to have him."
   I looked over at my husband leaning back in his chair with a small smile
on his face.
   "I know.  He's a sweetheart, too.  He was all worried this morning that
I'd be pissed off about him being with you."
   "Were you?"
   "No, Sweetie.  I think that I'd be a lot more uncomfortable if it wasn't
you and Larry.  But, knowing you guys, and loving you the way I do, it's
made this a lot easier to do.  I knew you were fucking him to fuck him, not
to steal him away from me.  That's why I could behave so wantonly with
Larry.  It was just sex."
   "Tell me about Larry, Ter.  Has he been good?"
   "Oh, yeah!  He's been terrific!  Thing is, I can't help thinking about
the way the two of you are together when he's fucking me.  I wonder if you
get the same kind of feelings I do, like, when he was eating me out.  He's
really good at that, you know.  Then, when I was giving him a blow job, I
wondered if I was as good for him as you are."
   "Well," Dawn said, slowly, "he'd better be good.  I told him he'd better
treat you like a precious present that I'm giving him.  It's his ass if he
doesn't do you right."
   "He's been great.  Really.  Very attentive and enthusiastic."
   "Look at that hunk over there," Dawn said, referring to Steven across
the pool, waving her hand in his general direction.  "You know, his cock is
just about perfect."
   "It is a nice one," I agreed.
   "Can I keep sharing it with you?" she asked, a broad grin on her face.
"I really, really like it."
   "I don't see why not," I answered, "as long as you don't mind sharing
yours with me."
   Hers arrived with the dinner items in a large cooler.  He opened the
door to the patio and smiled broadly when he saw us lying naked next to the
pool.
   "What should I do with this stuff?" he hollered.
   "Leave the steaks out to thaw," Dawn hollered back.  "Leave the salad
stuff on ice.  Then take off those fucking shorts and come on out here."
   When Larry finished his task and walked toward us, Dawn issued another
order.
   "We're having a girl talk," she said.  "Go sit over there with your
buddy.  We'll let you know when we want you."
   "Fine," Larry said with a broad grin.  "I'll just sit over there and
watch the two luscious sluts on the other side of the pool, dreaming about
how nice it will be to fuck both of you."
   "Speaking of that," Dawn whispered, "have you thought any more about
taking on both of them or ganging up on them?"
   "Sure!" I answered.  "But we've got plenty of time."
   "You're right," she said, shifting her position slightly.  "For new, we
can just lie here and bake, get all hot and nasty, and imagine what it
would be like to suck one while the other fucks us."
   "You've got it all planned out, haven't you?" I laughed at my friend.
   "Pretty much.  I'm planning on sucking your husband's perfect cock while
mine fucks me from behind.  I love having that cock of his in my mouth."
   "Or anywhere else," I quipped.
   "Yeah," Dawn laughed.  "It's a nice, snug fit in my pussy, too."
   "Have you ever done two at once before?" I asked.
   Dawn tilted down her glasses and peered at me over the top.  "Sweetie, I
told you this was the first time I ever did something like this."
   "Of course.  I forgot."
   "Have you?"
   "Me?  Well, I pulled the train for the track team once.  Then there was
the time I took on the chess club."
   "Sorry I asked," she said.  "Seeing you like you've been today makes me
forget you used to be the uptight old Terri."
   "Did you actually think I was uptight?"
   "Repressed, uptight, staid and a little prudish.  But, I think you're
growing out of it.
   "When Larry first mentioned he'd like to fuck you, I told him he was
dreaming," she continued.  "I didn't really think we'd ever get to this
point."
   "Because I was such a prude?"
   "Something like that.  I've got to tell you, I was stunned when you
called the other night, you know, when you said we should try this."
   "While I was fucking Steven, you mean."
   "Well," she said, slowly, "especially that you actually told me you were
doing him right then.  It was a bit of a shocker."
   "I have to admit, it was a bit out of character for me.  This whole
business is outside the realm of anything I'd ever considered."
   "But, its okay, isn't it?" Dawn asked.  "I mean, we are having fun,
aren't we?"
   "Yeah.  It's okay.  It's more than okay.  I'm having a really good
time."
   "Underneath every prude is a slut clawing to get out," Dawn remarked.
   "Now you think I'm a slut," I told her, trying to sound injured.
   "Definitely," she said.  "And, I'm so proud of you."
   "Larry!" she hollered across the pool.  "Come on over.  I need to ask
you something."
   Larry dove into the pool and in several strong strokes was supporting
himself on his forearms as he looked at us.
   "Do you think Terri is a slut?" she polled him.
   "What is this, a trick question?" he asked in return.
   "Just answer," Dawn snapped at him.
   "I think she's energetic, enthusiastic, and fun.  How's that?" he said.
   "A slut," Dawn said.  "Okay.  You can go back to your holding pen.
   "Steven!" she bellowed.
   In a trice Steven was on our side of the pool.
   "What?"
   "Do you think your wife is a slut?" Dawn asked.
   "No," Steven said, faithfully.  "She's a highly strung sexual creature,
but not a slut."
   "She's a slut," Dawn said, "and if you don't watch her, she'll be
fucking every capable male in the cul-de-sac.  Now that she knows she likes
it, she's going to fuck everything that moves."
   "I seriously doubt that," I said.
   "Steven," Dawn said, "why don't you go make us some margueritas?  And,
if you do it well and are a nice boy, I might let you get close to some
pussy later on."
   "You know," Steven told her, "you have tendencies toward being a real
bitch."
   "I know," Dawn answered with a small shrug, "but I'm a fantastic piece
of ass."
   "That you are, speaking of sluts," Steven mumbled, then grinned broadly
at her.
   "Go!" she ordered him.  "It's your responsibility to make us into
drunken sluts."
   Steven padded off toward the kitchen signaling Larry to follow him.
   "I believe," Dawn said, "that we ought to double team him when he comes
back."
   "What about Larry?"
   "He can fend for himself for a half hour or so.  Hell, he may even be
creative enough to figure out a way to join in."
   When Steven reappeared with the drinks Dawn had him set the tray on a
table.  She took a sip from one of the glasses and pronounced it
acceptable. Then she took hold of his flaccid cock and announced, "Your
wife and I have decided that you need to get laid.  Set your ass down over
there and we'll see if we can't fulfill that need."
   Steven sat on the lounger where she'd pointed.
   "Lie down," she ordered, motioning me to join her.
   Dawn and I knelt on opposite side of the lounger.  She started by
sucking his rubbery manhood into her mouth and manipulating it a bit.  Then
she handed it to me.
   "You can suck on my tits while Terri makes you ready to fuck," she told
my husband.
   I licked the length of him and swirled my tongue around the head. 
Steven dutifully licked and nibbled at Dawn's glorious globes, paying
particular attention to her dark nipples.
   Soon, Dawn reached back and took his prick away from me.  She leaned
over it and swallowed the meat until her nose was buried in his pubic
growth.  Steven made a sucking sound through his teeth as Dawn's tongue
flailed along the hardening surface of his member.
   She pulled back long enough to lick her wet lips and whisper to me, "You
ride his face.  I'm taking this glorious cock."
   I stood next to my husband's lounger even with his head.
   "I want you to eat me," I whispered hoarsely.  Then I stepped astraddle
the lounger and settled myself over his lips.
   Steven's tongue slashed into me, causing me to moan.  His lips and
tongue found the bead of my clit and he proceeded to lash against it,
sending shockwaves through my body.
   I unsteadily stood up, realizing I couldn't see what Dawn was doing.  I
reversed my position and lowered myself back onto Steven's face.
   Dawn had Steven's cock nearly erect.  She played her fingers across its
length, kissed and licked it up and down, and cradled his balls in her
hand. She finally looked up at me and smiled naughtily.  She put out her
hands and interlaced her fingers with mine.  Then she squatted across
Steven's hips.  She pulled her own hips up his abdomen until she could feel
the head of his cock at the entrance to her vaginal orifice.  Steven
groaned into my pussy as Dawn slid herself onto his hardness.
   Her eyes were slightly glazed for a second as she adjusted to the girth
of him inside her.  She exhaled heavily and the glaze cleared.
   "That is such a nice cock," she whispered to me, and leaned forward.
   Our lips met and Steven groaned again as Dawn slid nearly off his
hardness.  Dawn's kiss was hot and moist, her tongue lashed into my mouth
and I could taste the remnants of my husband's precum.
   She pulled back very slightly.  "Is he eating you," she whispered.
   I nodded.  "Yes," I whispered back.
   "His cock is throbbing inside me," she told me.  "I think he wants to
fuck me."
   "Who wouldn't?" I asked her.  "You're a fantastic piece of ass."
   Dawn began an up and down motion on my husband, using my shoulders for
support.
   "Oh, baby!" she murmured.  "I love the feel of him moving in and out."
   Steven's tongue was like a crazy little worm, wriggling and stabbing at
my tenderness.  It was all I could do to concentrate on anything but that.
Still, Dawn's beautiful breasts seemed to beckon my hands.  I cupped them,
running my fingers across her swollen nipples.  She leaned forward to kiss
me again and I could feel Steven's hips as they rose to plunge himself
deeper inside.
   Our tongues battled one another in a mad dash as Dawn bounced on
Steven's cock.  I sucked her tongue with real vigor, trying to hold it in
my mouth.  It was as if it was an extension of Steven's manhood, running
through Dawn's body and out through her tongue.  I had the desperate urge
to feel his cock as it plunged inside her.
   Sparks seemed to fly in my brain as Steven's tongue and Dawn's met in my
body, hers in my mouth and his in my pussy.  Would this be what it felt
like to have two cocks in the same way?  It was something I was now fixated
on.  Before this day was out, I knew I would have to have both men
penetrate me at the same time.
   Steven was fucking both of us.  His tongue plunged into my hole while
his cock drove into Dawn's.  I released Dawn's tongue to gasp as the
blue-green ball of my orgasm swelled, turned gold, then burst over me,
causing me to shudder and scream.
   "Oh, my God!" I yelled.  "I'm coming!"
   "Come for me, baby!" Dawn urged.  "Come for me on your husband's tongue
while I fuck him!"
   That did it.  I was over the top.  I cried, and cried out.
   "Oh, please, yes!" I wailed.  "Fuck him!  Fuck him for me!"
   Dawn's tits bounced madly as she pounded herself of my Steven.  Her eyes
began to get that glassy look again.
   "Oh, yes!  Yes, yes, yes, yes!" she moaned.
   I stood up, releasing my husband.  His hips leaped off the wooden slats
of the lounger, driving himself into my friend's fiery love hole.
   I knelt beside him and whispered in his ear.  "I love you, Steven.  Fuck
her for me.  Fuck her full of your hot come.  I want you to fuck her.  I
want it, Steven."
   "Oh, jeez!" he screamed.  "I'm coming!"
   "I'm watching, Steven," I whispered.  "I'm watching you fill her up. 
I'm watching and I love seeing you like this.  Make her come."
   "Oh, God!" he wailed.  "I can't hold back!"
   Steven's first shot of hot come must have triggered something in Dawn.
   "Oh, yes!" she yelled.  "Please, fuck!  Yes!  Fuck!"
   Steven groaned mightily as he unloaded in my friend's pussy.  I stroked
his forehead.
   "Pump her full of your hot come, baby.  I love you so much!  You fuck so
good!"
   Steven was panting, his breath coming in ragged bursts.  He looked over
at me.  His eyes were shining brilliantly.
   "What were you doing?" he asked, each word between one of the gasps.
   "Cheering you on?" I offered.
   "I thought I would explode," he said, his words coming a little easier.
"It was absolutely the hottest thing I'd ever heard.  You are amazing."
   I grinned from ear to ear.  "It was instinct," I told him.  "I didn't
plan it."
   Steven reached a hand under my chin and pulled my lips to his.  I could
taste my own juices on his face as he gently, seductively kissed me.
   "Simply amazing," he said.  "You are, without a doubt, the most sexually
charged creature on Earth."
   "Well, how about you?" I said softly to him.  "Did you ever kiss your
wife while your cock was buried in another woman's pussy?  That's pretty
sexy."
   "Just think," Dawn said, "if we'd quit last night like we planned, we'd
have all missed this."
   "Yeah," Steven nodded, reaching up and grabbing Dawn's breasts in a firm
hold.  "I'm glad you wanted to extend play time.  This I wouldn't have
missed."
   "What'd I miss?" Larry called, strolling out from the house.  
  
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