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 Take My Wife, Please, Pt.  4 By Alden Bradley
   I made my way to kitchen at about 8:30.  I had help waking up from
Larry. After what was for us a very gentle session of screwing in which I
rode him to a mutual orgasm, I rinsed off in the shower, ordered him back
to bed and went to start breakfast.
   Steven arrived a few minutes after the coffee started to drip into the
carafe.
   ?You okay??  he asked, his voice nicely tinged with concern.
   ?I?m fine,?  I answered lightly.  ?You??
   ?Good,?  he told me.  ?You know,?  he continued after a few seconds
pause, ?I?ve never seen you look as beautiful as you did last night.  You
were simply awesome.?
   I smiled at him.  ?Why baby,?  I said, patting him on his cheek, ?don?t
you know I always have the marvelous, golden glow after a good fucking??
   ?Hrmph,?  he snuffed.  ?I don?t ever remember seeing you like that after
we did it.?
   I busied myself digging for biscuits, bagels, and other breakfast
paraphernalia in the refrigerator/freezer as I answered.  ?Maybe you were
always too close to it before.  Maybe it was drowned out by your own warm
and wonderful glow.?
   He chuckled.  ?Could be.?  Once again, he paused a few seconds.
   ?So,?  he said, softly.  ?We?re okay??
   I stopped, turned, and looked directly at him.  ?Yes, darling.  We?re
okay.  We had killer sex last night, but we still love each other and I
plan on keeping you around.  Okay??
   ?Okay, Terri,?  he mumbled, head down.  ?I didn?t mean to piss you off.?
   ?Sweetie, I?m not pissed off.  I?m no more pissed off than if you?d had
a really terrific dinner last night.  I had one, too.  We both enjoyed it,
and are both fine, aren?t we??
   Steven nodded.  ?I am,?  he said.
   ?So am I,?  I told him, returning to my labors.  ?Stop looking for
trouble where there isn?t any.?
   Steven came up from behind me and kissed me lightly on the neck.  ?I
love you,?  he whispered.
   ?I know and I love you, too.  But, you better stop that,?  I warned him.
?You know what happens when I get kissed on the neck.
   ?Now, go get a shower and send Dawn out to help me fix this breakfast,?
I ordered him.
   ?Yes, ma?am,?  he snapped back with a mock salute.
   My dark-haired friend arrived in a few minutes, wrapped in a terrycloth
robe.
   ?Crap, Terri,?  she groused.  ?Aren?t you going to put some clothes on??
   ?I don?t see why I should.  Everybody here?s seen everything.  What are
you being so modest about?  Bite marks??
   ?I don?t have any bite marks,?  she giggled.  ?I just thought, since
we?re back to normal today??
   ?Whatever, Dawn,?  I said.  ?If you feel more comfortable hiding that
deliciously voluptuous slut-bitch body under a robe, that?s fine with me.?
   ?Fine,?  Dawn grumbled and shrugged out of the robe.  ?If you?re going
to behave like a come-loving harlot, I guess I can, too.?
   ?Well,?  I said, pouring her a cup of fresh coffee, ?how do you feel
this morning, besides modest.?
   ?Fucked,?  she said.  ?Only, really well fucked, not fucked over.  I can
still feel him in there, you know??
   I laughed at her.  ?I?m not surprised.  What?s it been, ten, fifteen
minutes??
   Laying out the tub of strawberry cream cheese next to the bagels, I
turned and raised an eyebrow at my friend.
   ?Well, a little bit longer than that,?  she sniffed.  ?He?s very
energetic, though, you know??
   ?I do know,?  I affirmed.  ?He likes it.  And, I think he likes you,
too.?
   ?I did my best to make it interesting,?  Dawn told me.  ?I could tell
Steven wasn?t disappointed in you, either.?
   ?That feeling is mutual,?  I told her.  ?So is the one you mentioned
before.  I can still feel him as if he was moving down there.?
   ?What do we do now??  she asked, taking a sip of her coffee.
   I shrugged.  ?Eat breakfast, I guess.?
   ?And after that??
   ?I don?t know, Dawn.  This was your idea, remember??
   ?Do you guys have any plans for the rest of the weekend??
   I thought for a moment.  ?I?ve got thirty-six holes of golf to play, and
then there?s that Iron Man competition I signed up for at the ?Y?,?  I
joked.
   ?All right,?  she said.  ?I thought that we might just continue to spend
the weekend together.  Make it a clothing prohibited event.  You?ve got the
pool and the den.  If you don?t mind, that is.  I?ll send Larry over to the
house to get steaks and stuff to cook out tonight.?
   ?You mean make it a naked swap meet all weekend??
   Dawn shrugged.  ?Sure, why not?  We started last night.  We?ll just
continue on until Monday when the boys head off to work.?
   I thought about the idea of spending the weekend naked and available. 
It sounded like a great idea to me.
   ?Except for one thing,?  I added.
   ?What??
   ?From now on there?s no exclusivity.  If I want to jump Steven?s bones,
that?s got to be okay.  Same with you and Larry.?
   ?Yeah, that?s good,?  Dawn said, her eyes shining.  ?Hell, we could even
do a couple of threesomes, you know?  Have both boys service each of us in
turn.?
   ?You are such a deviant pervert,?  I told her, laughing.
   ?Well, hell, yes!?  she laughed.  ?And, if we feel like it, we may even
give them the dream of every stud in creation.?
   ?What?s that??  I asked, still giggling.
   ?Two girls on each guy,?  Dawn said, nodding sagely and smiling broadly.
   ?Shhhh!?  I whispered, hearing the approach of male footsteps.
   Larry walked into the kitchen clad in a pair of shorts.  ?What are you
two conspiring about,?  he asked, bending over to kiss his wife on the
lips.
   ?Never you mind, stud,?  she said.  ?Oh, and get those shorts off. 
Clothing is prohibited for the remainder of the weekend,?  she ordered,
winking at me.
   ?So that?s why there?s this amazing collection of beautiful feminine
flesh exposed here.?
   ?Where?s Steven??  Dawn asked him.
   ?I haven?t seen him,?  he answered, stepping out of his shorts.  ?I
though you were his keeper.?
   ?I?ve been keeping him buried inside me, if that?s what you mean,?  Dawn
snapped at her husband nastily.
   ?Boy, I?ll bet he hated that,?  Larry easily said, sticking his tongue
out at his wife.
   ?Why don?t you see if you can find him, Dawn,?  I suggested, ?before the
two of you come to blows.?
   ?Blow job would be more like it,?  Dawn snickered, flipping Larry?s
flaccid member up and down.
   ?Hey!?  I growled.  ?Careful.  You messing with my tool, there.?
   ?Mighty damned possessive, aren?t we??  Dawn laughed.  ?All right,?  she
said, ?I?ll go see if I can find my own plaything in the form of your
husband.  We?ve got to teach these boys the rules, don?t we??
   ?Right,?  I said, offering Larry a steaming cup of coffee.
   ?Rules??  he asked.  ?There are rules??
   ?Wait,?  I ordered.  ?When Steven comes out we?ll run over the rules for
the rest of the weekend.?
   Dawn left Larry and I together in the kitchen alone.  He sipped his
coffee.  He would barely look at me.
   ?What?s with you??  I finally asked him.
   ?Nothing,?  he mumbled.  ?Maybe I?m a little embarrassed.?
   ?Why??
   ?Well, I was glad to hear we?re continuing for the rest of the weekend.
Frankly, I like being with you, you know.?
   ?You?re not getting all emotional on me, are you?  I mean, this is
supposed to be for fun, not for sloppy emotions.?
   ?No, no!?  he protested.  ?Nothing like that.  I was just remembering
earlier this morning.  You know, real early, when I woke you up, you know.?
   ?Oh, yeah,?  I responded.  It was very early in the morning when Larry
awakened me by tonguing me, licking my labia and clit until I groaned with
an orgasm.  I returned the favor, sucking him until he shot his hot come
down my throat.
   ?Well, I really liked that.  I want to do it again.?
   ?Which part?  Eating me or getting a blow job from me??
   ?Both were delightful, Terri.  But, I really preferred licking you.  I
want to do it some more.?
   I felt a shiver go through me.  Larry was artful.  I kind of wanted some
more of that, as well.
   ?I don?t know why you?d be embarrassed about that.  You like it.  I like
it.  Let?s plan to do it some more.?
   ?You are just awesome, you know that??  he said.
   ?Why?  Dawn ever deny you the pleasure??  I asked.
   ?Nope,?  he said, easily.  ?I just liked doing you.?
   Dawn arrived dragging Steven along by his peter.  He looked damp.
   ?He was in the shower,?  she said.  ?I hurried him along.?
   ?Good,?  I said.  ?Shall we begin??
   Dawn started.  ?We?ve decided we?re all having a lot of fun.  So, we?re
going to let this little rendezvous continue.  Here are the rules. 
Clothing is prohibited in this house and its confines.  If any of us has to
leave, as Larry will in a little while, only minimal clothing will be
permitted, which will be removed at once when he returns.?
   ?Where???  Larry began to say until Dawn shushed him.
   ?We?ll tell you when and where in a while.  Be patient,?  she said.
   ?Other than the no clothing rule, there are only two others.  No means
no, and there?s no more exclusivity.  Each partner is available to
whomever. We can swap or not.  We can gang up, or not, depending on how we
feel.?
   ?In return for their hospitality,?  Dawn continued, ?Larry and I will
feed Steven and Terri steaks, baked potatoes and salad tonight.  That?s why
Larry has to go to our house.?
   ?Oh,?  Larry said, nodding.  ?I see.?
   ?Sex, everybody,?  Dawn stated.  ?Whenever and wherever, as long as your
partner agrees.  Agreed??
   ?Agreed,?  Steven said, looking at me.
   ?Yeah, sure,?  Larry said.
   ?Terri??  Dawn queried.
   ?Absolutely.?
   We cleaned up from breakfast.
   Larry seemed to follow Steve?s lead.  As I was bent over loading the
dishwasher, Steve came up behind me and cupped my breasts in his hands.  I
stopped, then continued to invert the cups in the upper rack.  As I closed
it up I stood, and Steve stood with me, leaning over to kiss my neck from
behind.
   ?You?re pretty frisky for an old married man,?  I whispered to him.
   ?It?s been a while since I made love to my wife,?  he whispered back.
   Larry, as I said, seemed to follow Steven?s lead.  He walked to the
table in the breakfast nook where Dawn was seated.  He held his firming
cock in one hand and caressed her head with the other.  Dawn looked at him
and licked her lips.
   ?A little breakfast desert roll??  she asked.
   ?With some cream for your coffee, if you like,?  Larry murmured.
   ?Hmmmm,?  Dawn hummed, capturing his rubbery member in her hand and
feeding it between her beautiful, full lips.
   Meanwhile, Steven?s kisses on my neck had my juices flowing.  As he
fondled my breasts, pinching and pulling at my nipples, my own fingers
found the damp slit between my legs and the growing little bump of my
clitoris.  I rubbed two fingers across it while my other hand slid up
Steven?s leg to capture his sack.  The weight of his balls surprised me.
   ?I was sure Dawn had emptied these for you,?  I murmured.
   ?Mmmm,?  Steven hummed.  ?She tried her best, but I?m sure there?s still
some left in there for you.?
   I turned around to face my husband and dropped to my knees.  His
generous cock bobbed gently in front of me.  I captured it with one hand,
my other being occupied between my own legs.  I drew his manhood toward me
and kissed the tip, sliding my tongue into the tiny slit at the end. 
Steven?s hip thrust forward and his cock disappeared into my mouth, filling
me up with warm, smooth, thick meat.
   My kitchen was silent except for the slurping of Dawn and me as we
administered loving blow jobs to our respective spouses.
   Suddenly, Dawn yelled out, ?Switch!?
   I looked at her, startled.
   ?Let?s switch!?  she said emphatically, pointing her husband?s erect
cock in my direction.  I pulled back from Steven and tugged his member
toward my friend.  I reached out and grabbed Larry?s meat from her and
pulled him to me.
   His cock was slippery wet from Dawn?s saliva, but I wasn?t the least put
off.  It slid easily between my lips as I cupped his heavy ball sack in my
hand and bobbed my head on him.  The size was a little different from
Steven?s.  Steven?s cock was meaty and thick.  Larry was a little longer
but thinner.
   I could hear Steven groan as Dawn sucked him off.  When I looked around
Larry?s thigh, Dawn had her hands latched on Steven?s ass and was pumping
his hips into her face.  Her lips curled around his member as it slid in
and out of her succulent mouth.  Steven had his hands in her curly black
hair, following her movements rather than forcing them.
   Larry had his hands cupped around my jaws.  I was still fingering myself
as I fondled Larry?s balls and slid my lips the length of his cock.  I felt
his heat increase as the sensations built in his loins.
   I pulled back from Larry?s cock and hollered, ?Switch!?
   This time, the men needed little encouragement.  Steven stepped away
from Dawn and came to me.  Larry walked the two steps to Dawn with haste.
She sucked him into her mouth and wrapped her hands around his ass, in the
same manner as she had held Steven.
   Steven?s meat felt wonderful in my mouth.  I pulled back long enough to
tell him, ?I love you feel in my mouth,?  then returned to him with
increased vigor.  This time I was determined that his spunk would be mine.
I renewed my efforts, handling his balls with gentleness but increased
speed as his meat swelled between my lips.
   ?Yes, baby,?  I whispered.  ?Come in my mouth.?
   ?I?m close,?  Steven groaned aloud.
   ?Oh, yeah,?  Larry agreed.  ?Me, too!?
   I replanted my hand on Steven?s cock to steady it as I plunged down on
it.  I tightened my lips and increased the speed of my strokes, my tongue
lashing the underside, urging his come out of his body.  Steven began
thrusting with his hips, a sure indication that he could feel his orgasm
building in the back of his thighs.
   ?Oh, baby,?  he moaned, ?I?m coming!?
   Steven?s cock seemed to swell in size, then the bottom twitched and the
first spurt of his hot come splashed into my waiting mouth.  I swallowed
quickly and readied myself for the onslaught of the next few spasms.
   ?Oh, yes,?  he groaned.  ?Oh, that is good.?
   The splash of his come bathed my tongue and coated the tissue of my
mouth.  It felt warm, slimy and salty, all at once.  I swallowed again, and
my tongue pressed along the bottom of his cock, from base to tip, milking
out whatever raiment of his jism remained within.  I started sucking in
earnest, urging him to send his seminal fluids to me.
   ?Oh, God!?  Larry called out.  ?Suck it, baby!?
   I caught Dawn?s eye as she accepted the first squirt of Larry?s juices.
Then she pulled away as the remaining spurts landed on her face, her lips,
and on her throat.  It was the sexiest thing I?d seen.  Dawn had herself a
come bath with her husband?s juices, the same juices I?d swallowed early
this morning, and the same juices that had been filling my pussy since last
night.
   I moved toward Dawn.  I felt entranced by the sight of Larry?s come on
her face and neck.  I reached out my tongue and licked it off her face,
then her lips.  What had started as a lick turned into a French kiss as
Dawn sucked my come-coated tongue into her mouth.  My heart was pounding in
my chest as I realized what was happening.  Not only was I engaged in a
super-sexy weekend long swap session, but I was actually involved in my
first female-on-female sexual encounter.
   Dawn held my head as I withdrew from our kiss and aimed for the come
spurt that Larry had landed on her neck.  I opened my mouth and planted it
on the velvety soft skin, licking the come from her flesh.
   I pulled back from Dawn.  ?My knees won?t stand much more of this,?  I
whispered hoarsly.  ?Let?s go into the den.?
   We made our way into the den, Dawn leading, I following and the men
behind us.  Once their, Dawn sat on the carpet and motioned to me to sit
next to her.  I sat facing her.  We wrapped our arms around one another and
Dawn?s lips found mine.  I felt her tongue pressing against my lips and
opened to allow her access.  Our tongues battled as if unable to get enough
of the taste and feel of one another.
   I felt her hand locate my breast and begin to fondle it.  Likewise, I
released my grip on Dawn and tried to find the flesh of her breast.  She
was so soft yet firm.  Her nipple felt like a little rubber hump in the
center of that soft mound of flesh.  I focused on tugging it like I like to
have my tugged.
   Having gone this far, I thought, what the hell?  From that point on I
concentrated on touching, kissing and fondling Dawn the way I like to feel
it.  That is probably why women often say other women are better at making
love than men.
   Speaking of men, when I looked up, Steven was seated on the easy chair
watching with his mouth agape.  Larry was behind me on the sofa, leaning
forward as if he was going to miss something.
   Dawn lay back on the carpet, her breasts pointed to the sky.  I rolled
forward until I lay close to her.  My mouth sought out her breasts and I
began to tongue her nipples.  Dawn took my right hand and guided it to the
soft folds between her legs.  I knew what she wanted.  I spread her lips
with my fingers and gently probed and rubbed on her clit.  Her knees came
up and her hips thrust forward until one of my fingers penetrated her.  She
groaned.
   ?Sixty-nine,?  she whispered.
   I froze for a second.  I had never done this before.  I hoped
desperately I wouldn?t screw it up.
   I rolled over on top of Dawn.  Using the forefingers of both hands I
spread her lips and stuck my tongue on the gleaming pearl of her clit.  At
the same time, I felt her fingers invade me, and a soft, strumming
sensation across my own clit.  Dawn clamped her lips on my labia and
attacked my clit with lips, tongue and little nibble with her teeth.  It
felt glorious!
   If this is what it felt like, I knew I had to give the same sensation to
my friend.  I pressed my lips into Dawn?s pussy.  My tongue slid easily
down her slit and into her waiting hole.  This hole, I thought, where my
husband?s cock had so recently lodged.  I slid my tongue in a circle, then
slid back out and down to her clit, which I tried to suck into my mouth.
   Dawn?s hips bucked against my assault.  I slid the bottom of my tongue,
the slickest part, along her clit.  Dawn pounded up and down as I did,
setting her own rhythm for the stimulation of her delicate sense organ.  At
the same time I could feel her tongue and fingers probing me.  Every time
she licked across my clit it made shivers run along my spine.
   We continued to lick, dig and tantalize each other in this fashion until
Dawn moaned.
   ?I?m coming,?  she groaned.  ?Press it harder and I?ll come.?
   I pushed on her clit with my tongue, sweeping it across with increasing
intensity and speed.  Her hips bucked up and down on my face.  I was so
concentrated on making my friend come that I lost track of what she was
doing to me.
   ?Oh!?  I heard her cry.  ?Oh, yes!  Terri!  Make me come!?
   The last was almost a scream.  I drove two fingers deep inside her as I
continued to lick ferociously at the pearl-like bud of her clit.  I could
feel the contractions of her vaginal tunnel as the convulsion swept through
her.  What I also felt was her fingers deep inside me.  I assume it was her
thumb flaying my clit.
   The inside of my thighs ached with wanting.  In the pit of my belly I
could feel the ball of my orgasm beginning.  I plunged my hips on her hand,
urging her to bring me to completion.  Suddenly she rolled me over and
drove her fingers into me in nearly brutal fashion.  She was fucking me
with her fingers, licking my clit and slit and pushing me over the edge.
   ?I?m coming, Dawn!?  I wept.  ?Oh, yes, sweetie, I?m coming.?
   The contractions swept through me.  I cried in ecstasy.  ?Oh, yes!  Oh,
yes!  Oh, please, yes!?  was all I could verbalize.
   When the sweep of our orgasms had passed, we lay on the floor, naked and
nearly exhausted.
   Dawn hunched herself up on her elbows.  ?Well,?  she said with finality.
?Never done that before.?
   ?Me either,?  I said, from my position flat on the floor.
   ?What did you think??  she asked Steven, looking at him over her head.
   ?It was hot,?  he said.  ?Definitely hot.?
   ?And you??  she asked her husband, who was facing her.
   ?Amazing.  Incredible.?
   She turned toward me.  ?What did you think??  she asked.
   I considered my answer for a long time.  ?I think,?  I said, slowly,
?that I?m glad you and I did this.  I hope we?ll do it again, sometime.?
   ?There?s a ?but?  in there,?  she said.
   I shrugged my shoulders.  ?What can I say?  I prefer cock.?
   Everybody laughed.
   
  
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