Author: Lance DeLonge
Title: Learning to Share
Summary: Part 2 of the Stacie & Cole series.  Stacie gives Cole his first lesson on sharing - with Stacie's ex-finance.
Keywords: mfm


++++++++++++++++++The Darkwater Collection+++++++++++++++++

   This is an original work by Lance DeLonge and cannot be copied or
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erotica.  Note: this story takes place in a fantasy world where vaccines
against AIDS and pregnancy are safe and common, and casual sex with
strangers is not suicidally stupid.  The real world, sadly, is not like
this: so don't try this at home, kids.

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Learning to Share	

Over the next few weeks I started to know the beautifully complex girl that I had 
met that December night.  She was not just the perverted sex fiend I had found at an orgy 
one night, although she certainly was that.  But her life outside the parties was much like 
everyone elses.  
	

Stacie Oberwise was a captain in the Air Force, a pilot stationed about an hour 
from New Orleans.  She had spent a few years overseas in Europe and the Middle East 
and had traveled extensively while there.  She grew up in the old section of the city and 
her parents still lived in the two hundred and some odd year house she had spent her 
childhood.  Her father was a partner with one of the biggest law firms in the city and her 
mother was a typical Southern Debutante, genteel and beautiful.  She had a younger sister 
who followed in her fathers footsteps to law school and moved to California.  From all 
other aspects she had a pretty normal life.  
	

Our first date was even very innocent, we spent the Saturday after the party 
having coffee and dinner in the French Quarter then taking a walk along the river until it 
got too cold and we had to call it a night.  She was the most interesting person I had ever 
met, smart, funny, classy, independent, and very elegant.  She even had an indescribable 
seductive sway to her walk that made me hard every time she walked away.  
	

She was not a regular at her mothers parties, only going to two or three a year 
when her busy schedule would allow.  Her parents had been partiers since she was little 
and she had talked them into taking her to her first one when she turned eighteen.  Since 
then she has been hooked.  College had been one long party for her.  Not wanting to go 
far from home she attended Tulane and barely earned a degree in Communications.  She 
joined the same sorority her mom had been in and spent most of her four years drinking 
and playing.  She joined the Air Force following her fianc at the time.  But because of 
time and distance and an insatiable sex drive she found her self single again after only a 
year.  
	

From then on she had limited herself to casual flings and brief affairs, parties, and 
men (mostly married) who could be called lovers but not much else.  But after when we 
started dating it all changed for her.  For a reason she couldnt explain she found she 
couldnt do without me.  She wasnt surprised when I told her I had been enlisted in the 
Navy.  Like so many of the lady officers I had met it only seemed to make her more 
curious.  
	

Despite our precarious meeting we started out taking things slow.  It wasnt until 
we had been dating for over a month that we finally made love.  It was a slow, sensual 
surrender of ourselves on the beach one chilly night under the stars, quite a contrast to the 
rude shameless fuck the night we first met.  
	

Our pact was that we wouldnt swing for six months.  If we lasted until then, we 
would reintroduce it slowly into our relationship.  It was a loose deal but one we stuck to.  
She had made it very clear that she wouldnt give up the lifestyle and I had agreed, 
accepting that it was part of her and that it would become a part of our relationship.  In 
truth that was one of the things she loved about me, my acceptance of her for who she 
was and what she loved to do.  She liked to cook and she like to dress up, but her true 
love was fucking and just one man could not do.  It had been hard for other guys she had 
dated when they found out what she did and had it ended nearly all her relationships on a 
sour note.  But the flip side was she expected nothing less from me  when we started she 
not only wanted me to but expected me to enjoy other ladies without reservations or 
hang-ups.  Our one rule was when we finally did swing we would only swing together.  
She was the first lady that I found impossible to resist.  
During those six months we seemed to share everything and our bond grew.  Her vanilla 
friends had even started joking about when I was going to make her an honest woman.  
We laughed secretly at them, if they only knew how impossible that truly was.  
       

We could only be together on the weekends because her job kept her close to her 
base during the week but we made the most of our time.  Before long we were finding 
ways to make the sex a bit spicier, at first quick fucks in her car parked on a busy street 
or in restaurant and hotel bathrooms around the city.  Gradually our daring grew and we 
began going for thirty minutes or more at a time, slowly and hungrily coupling in poorly 
lit bars or even well lit fountains late at night.  It was an amazing six months of sex which 
I had never known the like.  
       

As we approached our goal date Stacie began telling me titillating stories about 
her experience in the lifestyle.  Jealousy, she said, could be the biggest detriment to a 
relationship and could be the hardest thing to overcome.  
      

 When Im fucking other men, she told me one night, Im not making love to 
them.  Im just having a good time, theyre fulfilling an itch, a need.  Im using them and 
enjoying being used by them.  When I make love to you, theres a connection, a meaning 
in it that there could never be with anyone else.  You have to understand in your heart 
that to me they are just toys while you are my everything.
       

I told her I could handle it when the time came while inwardly I hoped I really 
could.  I didnt feel jealousy thinking back to the party when we first met, but then she 
had just been another girl and I had just been one of her toys.  Now we had a history 
together, we had a connection and I didnt really know how I was going to feel when that 
time came.  I knew jealousy would rear its head as some point; I just hoped I could forget 
it and enjoy the moment.
      
On the evening of our six month anniversary Stacie making a long flight for an 
exercise and the plan was to get together two days later on a long three day weekend.  
She had called earlier that day and warned me she had something special planned so I 
took my time coming home that night, stopping by a pub for a drink with Michael before 
heading back to an empty bed and cold pizza.  The winter was now well underway but 
the air was still thick and humid, a classic evening in the Deep South.
      
 I climbed the wooden stairs of my century-old apartment and wished for the 
hundredth time that I didnt live on the fifth floor.  When I finally reached my landing 
and headed down the hall for my door I could hear the sweet seductive sound of sensual 
jazz that often reverberated from other apartments in my building.  As I keyed my door it 
was clear though that the music was coming from mine.  I opened the door to find Stacie 
sitting in my old leather recliner, sipping white wine and dressed only in a crimson silk 
negligee.  
       
Surprise, she smiled, gracefully rising and sauntering over to me, her long 
tanned legs slipping across the dark hardwood floor, grace and elegance as she ran her 
slender foot slowly up her calf. She leaned forward, kissing me gently, You must have 
taken the long way home.  I expected you an hour ago.
       
Her eyes and smile hand an impish sparkle to them as she handed me a glass of 
wine and took, my hand.  Ive cooked dinner for you.
       
I thought you had to work tomorrow? I said accusingly.  My curiosity was 
peaked.  What could she have planned?  I knew it had to be more than just a romantic 
dinner and a great lay.  
       
I had to change my plans, she soothed, her voice a soft deep purr, arent you 
glad to see me?  What  not even a hello?  as she feigned her best insulted expression 
But her brown eyes still danced playfully in the candle light.  
       
I slid my hands onto her shoulders and pulled her against me firmly as Stacie 
pretended to resist me, pushing against my chest with only a half-hearted shove.  She 
giggled her amazing giggle as I held her firm and pressed our foreheads together, staring 
in to her depthless dark eyes.  
       
I couldnt wait until Friday, she said, slipping beneath my arms and pushing 
away quickly and mischievously, my surprise couldnt wait either.  
       
And what is your surprise? I said mockingly, crossing my arms and rolling my 
eyes as she taunt me.
       
Well, Ive been teaching you about sharing for a while now, she began, leaning 
seductively against the white plaster wall and taking a sip form her thin glass.  Her legs 
were crossed and thin strands of her dark hair that had come loose from her elegant updo, 
hanging down now to veil her face.  At that moment she may have been the most 
seductive woman I had ever seen.  Tonight were going to share.
       
For a moment I was speechless, my mouth must have hung open for minutes 
before I finally regained my senses.  With who? was all I could manage.  Even after all 
the talks we had had about bringing others into our bed it was still a frightening sensation 
to know it was about to happen.  
       
Learning to beat jealousy is a huge part of what Ive been teaching you, she 
continued, a little more stern now.  
       
With who? I asked again, insistently this time.
       
With Will, my ex fianc. she said, her face now intent on watching my reaction.  
When she didnt see the fury she expected she went on.  There is nothing between us but 
friendship anymore, but if you can manage to control your jealousy with him then I know 
there will be no problems later on.
       
She watched as the thought of it sunk in.  I stood in the doorway like a lump; the 
look of shock on my face must have been unmistakable.
       
Okay, I managed weakly.
       
A tall lean man appeared in the door behind her.  He was a bit taller than me, light 
brown hair and gray eyes.  He seemed to be the essence of what I imagined every girls 
dream man was.    
       
Hi, Im Will. He said holding out his hand.  I slowly took it and shook it.  
When Stacie heard I was coming down for a training flight she asked me if I could help 
her out.  It was a hard proposition to refuse.
       
I grimaced, not realizing that he was a pilot and so fucking good looking.  Dont 
worry though. Stacie and I have a history but Im married now, Im just here for a free 
ride.

Stacie elbowed him heard in the ribs, repressing a smile as she laughed out a 
fuck you!
       
And that began my first real lesson on sharing.
	
The three of us moved quickly into my bedroom forgetting completely about the 
dinner Stacie had cooked.  My bedroom was dark except for numerous candles scattered 
across the bedroom filling the room with a warm sensual glow.  I had always loved how 
candle light made Stacies skin glow seductively.  Will took the lead, pulling Stacie 
against him and embracing her.  Her mouth welcomed his tongue, visibly sucking him in 
as his hands began to caress her eager body.  I moved behind her, feeling her press her 
ass against my waist as she had so many times before.  She placed one of her hands on 
me, pulling at me as the other pulled at Will.  
	
Between the two of us we managed to pull her satin negligee up and off of her 
leaving her soft auburn skin bare, now at the mercy of our hungry hands.  Will cupped a 
soft breast with one hand, caressing it hungrily with his strong fingers while he slid his 
other hand across her warming belly and down to her pale apple bottom, drinking in her 
hot satiny skin.  My hand gripped her other breast, my fingers toying adeptly with her 
stiffened dark nipple.  I kissed the back of her neck softly; caressing her with velvety 
kisses that I knew made her knees melt.  Stacie closed her eyes and gave herself to her 
two men and our hungry devouring fingers, hushed sighs escaping her dark red lips,  the 
heavy moisture on them glistening in the flickering candle light.  
       
After long heated moments Stacie slipped from between us and sat on the edge of 
the bed on thick ivory comforter she and I had shared so many times.  She started with 
Will, teasingly unbuckling his gray dress slacks and pulling them down slowly, in no 
hurry to rush the events of the evening.  Wills long stiff prick stared at her longingly as 
he ran a hand through her black hair, caressing her face as she began  stroking his shaft, 
her slender tanned fingers slipping around its round girth.  She lifted her eyes to meet his 
as she slid her mouth around him and they smiled familiarly as he let out a quiet sigh of 
pleasure.  She glanced over to me, our eyes meeting briefly as I watched for the first time 
since wed been together as Stacie sucked another mans cock.  I watched eagerly, 
genuinely excited as her small hand fondled his smooth balls and Will groaned his 
approval as her tongue slid along his helmet ridge before slipping down the underside of 
his throbbing dick, finally sucking one of his balls gently into her mouth.  She gave him a 
devilish grin as she repeated the treatment on me. Will wasted no time and knelt  beneath 
her, parting her nether lips with his thick fingers and sucking her furless apex, his mouth 
obviously adept at devouring a woman.  Stacie groaned with appreciation and approval as 
the intimate attention fueled her lust. 
       
Kneeling down next to Stacies ex, I licked her trembling silky thighs, pushing in 
between her legs until Will and I were working together, each of us sucking one of her 
heated lips as his thick fingers delved into her fiery sex and mine pushed into her tight 
ass.  Stacie cooed, aroused far beyond how I had ever seen her.  Her hands clawed at the 
bed, her dark red painted fingernails burying themselves in the heavy cream colored 
cloth.  Our tongues danced across her vulnerable pleasure bud, rubbing it hard one second 
only to tease it gently the next.  Stacie grabbed onto my hand, grasping it as if to reassure 
herself that she wasnt dreaming and that I was okay. I looked up to see her watching us, 
her dark eyes filled with immense lust and wanting as Wills fingertips trailed teasingly 
inside her wanting pussy, taunting her delicate wet lips cruelly.  Her heightening cries 
were all the testimony we needed to know she teetered on the edge, only moments away 
from losing control of herself.  
       
Our collaborating assault went on for what seemed like only seconds more, our 
coalition fueled by Stacies fervent pleas to continue until suddenly she broke.
       
Will, I need you to fuck me  now! she growled, her beautiful face flushed with 
passion.  Will smiled as she fell back on my bed and readied her self for him.
       
Stacie pulled me up onto the bed next to her, her hand still tightly gripping mine.  
Her eyes found mine, her other hand caressing my cheek as she made sure I returned her 
gaze.  
       
Watch me, baby, she cooed to me, almost whispering.  Her voice was soft and 
heavy, but still seemed to have a sharp, lustful edge, Watch me.
        
What happened next was surreal,  no matter how many times we had talked about 
it, shared our fantasies about it, it was still terrifying to think of another man enter her as I 
watched.  But her dark eyes were strong, mesmerizing even, and I found strength in them 
as I prepared to watch her.
       
Will pulled her hips to the edge of the bed and held his broad cock at her entrance, 
keeping his eyes on the prize as Stacie and I watched him intently.  Stacie gasp as his 
stout cock head pushed inside her saturated opening, her fiery sex slowly enveloping the 
invading prick in its blistering juice until he had pressed all the way in.  Before I knew 
what happened Will was inside her, his cock sliding deep inside my girlfriend as she 
thrust her apex against him, groaning as she feverously accepted his prick.  He had her 
full attention as he began driving into her, slowly and deliberately.  I could see her 
delicate feathery lips clinging desperately to his invading prick and my cock ached to be 
inside her too.  Will lifted her legs and placed them on his shoulders, giving him 
unfettered access to her, his face was etched with indescribable pleasure.
       
Stacie whimpered with longing, her face tight with passion.  Her hungry eyes 
found mine again, drawing me in deep as she squeezed my hand for reassurance.  Her lips 
curled back in exquisite passion, almost snarling as she babbled breathlessly.  Her hands 
fumbled with my cock as Will thrust into her, jolting her body powerfully.  Finally her 
mouth embraced me, working my wanton prick with a renewed enthusiasm.  Even as her 
body rocked with the motion of her coupling she never broke our gaze.  She stared into 
my eyes, piercing and hot, their brown depth alive with dark fires and ravenous with 
desire. She seemed to spread her legs even wider as Will continued to drive into her, 
alternating his thrusts as he took his pleasure from her, at first hard and forceful then 
softer, slipping into her with slow gentle strokes.  He buried his face in her breasts, his 
driven mouth suckling her nipples, his wet fiery tongue caressing their taught brown tips, 
curling around them and creating an overwhelming need in Stacie to open herself to him.  
       
Oh, fuck, she growled as her mouth savagely worked at my cock, I love how 
you feel!  One hand was now gripping my balls as she pulled her other one through 
Wills short dirty blond hair.  God, give me that cock!
       
With a great deal of effort Stacie managed to flip her writhing body over with 
only a minimal disruption to our rhythm so that she now rested on her knees and elbows, 
Wills hands gripped her hips possessively, pulling them against him as he thrust 
powerfully into her again and again.  He stopped suddenly pulling out until only the tip of 
his prick remained inside her, teasing her like I knew she loved to be teased.  Stacie 
whimpered again weakly as she attempted to thrust back onto him, desperate to be 
impaled on his thick staff again.  Wills hand  moved  up to rest on the small of her back, 
his fingertips tracing her knot work tattoo as his thumb began rubbing her clenched 
asshole.  My mind raced watching Stacies former fiance work at her, knowing all too 
well how much she loved when I did that.  He no doubt knew each and every hotspot on 
her body even better than I did.
       
What amazed me was that I truly felt no jealousy towards the man.  Watching as 
he fucked her only made me more aroused.  Watching Stacie writhe beneath me as she 
was being fucked by another man simply made me want her that much more.  It felt like a 
revelation, an epiphany that I should have known all the time.  Will slammed into Stacie 
again after a few long moments of enjoying the sweet sound of her whimpering, fucking 
her harder this time and letting her know she was his whore to control.  Stacies dark eyes 
stared up at me as she rocked between us, her mouth still devouring my cock with all the 
skill she had.  Her mind had long since been overcome by lust, her body now worked on 
carnal instinct.  But her eyes somehow seemed to still seek my approval.  
       
Oh Stacie I love to see you getting fucked, I whispered to her.  Her eyes seemed 
to smile when I told her.  They quickly fluttered closed as she shuddered in climax, my 
cock brushing her dark cheek as she cried out in sweet bliss.  Will quickened his pace, 
driving into her now with long quick thrusts, lasting only moments more as he let out a 
guttural moan, his seed shooting into my girlfriend.  His face was heavy with lustful 
ecstasy as he pressed into her, his cock flooding her with the slick cream Stacie so 
wanted.  
       
Panting and breathless, Will slid slowly out of Stacies pussy and a small stream 
of seed trailed down onto the heavy fabric of the comforter.  He smiled at me as he 
moved up next to Stacie on the bed.  
       
If Stacie saw it she didnt hesitate a moment.  Get back there and fuck me. She 
ordered as she gave my cock one last lick before turning back over on her back and  
leaning over to pull Wills mouth against hers, her tongue surging into his, her mind still 
feverish with unbridled lust.  He returned her kiss, his hands sliding into her silken black 
hair and holding her head gently to his.  
       
I wasted no time and moved behind her, eager to quench the flames of yearning 
that watching her licentious behavior had created.  As I slid into her I could feel Wills 
warm sperm coat my rigid cock, his slippery seed being pushed out and spilling onto my 
balls.  It was unsettling knowing that only a few moments before Wills cock had been 
where mine now was, but somehow very arousing.  Just thinking of how this woman I 
loved begging for him to fuck her made my cock ache with lust unlike anything I had 
ever experienced.  
       
I slid into her hard as she continued to kiss her ex, their embrace as hot as any we 
had ever shared.  I watched their embrace, turned on by their immoral act, no doubt for 
my benefit.  When they finally broke the kiss Will offered her his cock forcefully, 
shoving in her mouth roughly, possessively.  She smiled wickedly and quickly began 
cleaning it, her soft dark pink lips sucking his softened length still thick with her own 
juices and his cum.  We watched her work, cleaning his flagging member and reviving it 
quickly to its former hardness.  Her hips and mine soon found our rhythm and she purred 
with wicked bliss, grateful to once again be filled by two men after so long.  Stacies 
body undulated with the attention of her two cocksmen and I was quickly losing any 
sense of control I had.  My cock throbbed with every thrust into her fiery slit and I could 
feel her cum mixed with Wills running down my legs.  Her muscled ass cheeks flexed 
each time I drove into her, time and again her narrow hips met mine with a desperate 
vigor.  
       
I tried to slow myself, stopping briefly then slowly slipping back into her greedy 
sex. But Stacie urged me on with guttural groans and breathy vows and I quickly found 
myself pounding into her, unwilling or unable to hold back any longer.  Smiling 
wickedly, she turned her head from her exs now throbbing cock and pulled my head 
down, kissing me lustfully.  I could taste the tangy mixture of the their shared orgasms on 
her lips and found myself hungering for more.  After several incomparable minutes, the 
rapture finally overtook me and I cried out into her consuming mouth as I felt my body 
explode, the exquisite searing pleasure erupting from my embedded shaft ripples on 
glassy lake, waves of blinding ecstasy consuming my muscles as I came into her.  
       
Stacies sex sucked greedily at my erupting cock, eagerly drinking down every 
volley of hot semen that shot deep into her.  Her body writhed beneath me as it too was 
consumed by a fiery climax that burst from within her filled apex like a reservoir.  Her 
dark red nails clawed across my back as she embraced the overwhelming pleasure, 
savoring every searing moment as it erupted from every nerve in her body like a chain 
reaction until she lay panting and breathless beneath me. 
       
But Stacie wasted no time.  After only a few moments she was out from beneath 
me and climbing atop Will, her hips lowering back onto his rigid thick cock, pushing 
down slowly to the hilt.  Her muscular hips swayed back and forth atop his, working her 
clit into his pubic bone as his cock rubbed seductively against her vulnerable insides.  
Stacie seemed to almost attack Will, aggressively taking what she wanted from him.  She 
nipped cruelly at his nipples as he thrust back violently against her carnal onslaught, his 
staying power now greater than before.  Stacie took full advantage, groaning to be fucked 
harder and praising his invading rod, declaring her love for it over and over, even 
threatening him if he stopped.  But he had no intention of stopping and he drove into my 
girlfriend without mercy.  
       
My cock quickly rejuvenated  as I watched the decadent  scene and Stacie smiled 
at me as she moaned aloud, bouncing fiercely atop another mans prick, no doubt happy 
to know she could simply climb off of Will when he was spent and right on to me.  
       
After only a few minutes more Stacie screamed in rapture as another climax 
erupted from her perpetually famished pussy.  But instead of continuing her depraved 
fuck until Will filled her with his cream, she climbed off of him and pushed me down on 
the bed and lowered her gaping sex onto my erect prick.  I could feel the slickness from 
her recent orgasm coat me, its hot slick moisture enveloping my cock instantly.  She 
kissed me deeply, embracing me completely like never before.  
       
Thank you, she whispered to me before turning her head to Will, Fuck my 
ass, she demanded, I want you both in me.
       
Will wasted no time and quickly moved behind us and quickly began pushing his 
solid tool into Stacies wantonly offered ass.  I gasp as I felt him enter Stacie, the 
sensation of his cock pushing into her ass was amazing.  Stacie groaned her approval as 
he began thrusting into her and her hips moved in rhythm while at the same time sliding 
along my rod.  It was an incredible feeling and it wasnt long until we seemed to move in 
unison, one flowing motion with the only goal being utter ecstasy.  Stacie stared down at 
me, her body working so fluidly with the two cocks that slipped rhythmically inside of 
her.  Her face was beautiful, her lightly tanned skin pink with natural blush, her sweet 
brown eyes filled with an indescribable determination.  She growled as she chased her 
obsession, her mind focused solely on reaching her next climax.  Her hips rolled 
possessively atop my cock, milking it insistently, aching to pull its sweet nectar from my 
balls.  
       
But Will was the first to cave, Stacies clenching tight asshole succeeding in 
extracting a fierce climax from her ex.  He drove into her as his orgasm peaked, sending 
volleys of his cum into her searing hole.  His guttural moans filled the room and I could 
feel each spasm of his cock through the thin membrane in Stacies pussy, his prick 
pumping load after load into my girlfriend.  The perversion of it set off my orgasm and I 
erupted into Stacie, filling her with my seed.  Stacie finally climaxed too, screaming out 
and clenching her eyes as she thrust back against our invading shafts in frantic and 
powerful throws of passion, desperate to preserve every nerve shattering feeling.  
       
Breathless and exhausted the three of us collapsed on the bed. Stacie crumpling in  
the middle between Will and I, heedless as our seed she had worked so hard to seeped 
from between her legs.  Her fingers played mindlessly with her satiated sex as she 
sleepily kissed me then Will, enjoying the feeling of having two men again after so long.    
She cuddled up next to me as her arm slipped across my chest.  I laid against her after an 
incredible experience, finally understanding how lucky I truly was to be in love with her.
