Sam had graduated and gotten his PhD.  The couple took a belated honeymoon in Aruba, which they could not afford while he was in grad school.  After the honeymoon, they moved from their tiny apartment into a roomier townhouse.  They had a small patio in the rear and Karen had put in a garden.  The couple was settling down.  Sam had the remainder of the summer free.  He did research.  In the fall, he would begin teaching.

Sam had begun teasing Karen more and more during their lovemaking, sometimes making it painful.  And his teasing had gotten worse when he played with her afterwards.  He was really learning how to push his wife's buttons. He also had purchased some new toys, which he liked to use on her.  Karen was fond on the ridged vibe.

It was about eleven o'clock at night, and the night was warm.  The couple had just finished making love. Sam and Karen were in the kitchen, and Karen was pouring two glasses of white wine.  Sam was dressed in cut-offs and a t-shirt.  Karen was wearing a tiny black g-string, with a rose motif on the front panel.  The string was low-cut, and the panel barely covered her mound.  Sam had found them on the web and purchased them for her to wear.  He thought she looked simply divine.  He pinched a nipple and said, "Let's go outside on the deck, Luv."

"Let me put something on."

"No need.  Stay in those panties," said Sam.

"I can't go out on the deck dressed this way!" said Karen.  "The neighbors will see!"

"I'll turn out the inside lights," said Sam, with a sly smile, and tugged on her nipples, pulling her to the patio door.

Karen blushed, and followed Sam as she held the wine glasses.  Sam turned out the lights and opened the door.  Sam sat on the side of the oversized chaise lounge and had Karen lie across his lap.  Her tummy rested on his thighs.  Each sipped their wine.

"You never finished the story of Serena," said Sam, as he gently tickled his wife's bottom.

"You never asked me to," she giggled.

"Where did we leave off?"

"Age fourteen, and her heavy petting with boys," Karen answered.

"Ah, yes," said Sam, as he deftly slipped a hand between her legs and teased a little.  Karen squirmed.  "Please continue.  When did she lose her virginity?"

"I think," said Karen, as she squirmed and spread her legs a bit, "at fifteen.  I think she was doing oral long before that."

"When did you lose yours?" said a smiling Sam as he continued with his tickle.

"Sixteen."  Karen turned her head around and stuck her tongue out at her husband.  Sam reached under the tiny front panel of the thong and gave her mound a pinch.  She squealed and jumped.

"So she was pretty active at an early age," said Sam.  "She must have been unbelievably curious."

"Oh, she was," said Karen.  "As I said, she was very sexual.  I remember one time...well, I should not tell you about it."

"Oh, really?" said Sam, tickling like crazy in between Karen's legs.  His wife giggled and squirmed.

"Okay!  Okay!  I will tell!" said Karen.

"Start when you are ready," said Sam.  He ceased his tickling over her mound and moved to caressing the insides of her thighs.

"Well," said Karen, beginning with a blush, "we were all sixteen at the time.  It just sort of happened.  The four of us had a sleepover at a friend's house.  Her parents weren't home, and we planned to stay up all night and watch sexy movies."

"Four sixteen-year old girls in nightgowns.  Heaven!"

"Perv!" said Karen.

"Continue, please," said Sam, smacking her bottom and then continuing with his play.  "What were you wearing?"

"Typical girlie stuff," said Karen, jumping.  "Long t-shirts to mid-thigh and panties.  We settled in with our popcorn and pizza and began to enjoy the first lousy movie.  There was a tickle scene in the movie, and we got into a tickle free-for-all after the movie ended."

"Well," said Karen, taking a deep breath, "for some reason or another we all ganged up on Serena.  It was three against one.  We were tickling her with fingers, a feather duster, and even used an electric toothbrush.  Serena ended up on her back, her nightie up around her neck.  We were really working her over."

Sam gently began to tease around his wife's anus.  He had a surprise in store for her.

"Well," Karen continued, parting her legs a bit more and letting her right foot rest on the deck, "Kate was using the toothbrush.  She was tickling on Serena's belly.  Suddenly she moved it down and began tickling over Serena's mound.  Serena kept squirming, but she stopped giggling.  She was already breathing heavily, and now she began to gasp.  Kate kept running the electric toothbrush over her mound, and Serena arched her back and spread her legs."

At this point in the narrative, Sam inserted his index finger into his wife's anus.  She gasped and arched.  Sam inserted it as far as it would go.

"I've never really played or explored back here, Darling," said Sam, very calmly.  He wiggled his finger and watched his wife react.  "This is most interesting.  Please continue with the story."

At that point, a neighbor walked by and wished them a good evening.  The neighbor chose to stop and chat for a bit.  Karen was deeply embarrassed.  Here she was, almost naked for all practical purposes, lying across her husband's lap, and Sam had his finger up her ass.  She smiled as best she could and said hello.  He didn't stay long and continued his walk.  Karen caught her breath and continued on with the story.

"Well," said Karen, not quite composed, as the finger was still wiggling, "we all sort of slowed down and watched.  Kate kept working the toothbrush.  She even pulled Serena's panties down to her ankles and worked it over her mound.  After about five minutes, Serena climaxed.  We had never seen anything like that.  None of us had ever cum.  We were shocked, and thought that it was cool.  Serena, however, was cool.  And she told us that it was perfectly normal."

"I see," said Sam, as he stopped his index finger from wiggling.  He withdrew the index finger and inserted his middle finger, quite satisfied when Karen gasped again.  With his other hand he reached below her tummy and inside of the tiny thong. He began to play over her mound.  "What happened next?"

"Oh, my," said Karen, catching herself before continuing on, "this is really quite hard with your play, Luv.  Anyhow, Serena told us that she had had an orgasm, and that there was nothing wrong with it and it felt wonderful.  She offered to show us how we could all orgasm if we wanted to."

"I see," said Sam.  He slowly worked his hand over her soaking-wet mound, and inserted two fingers into her vagina.  He pushed the girl up onto all fours, her tummy still over his legs.  Then he pushed both hands hard and started to wiggle his fingers.  Karen could feel the finger in her anus pushing against the fingers in the vagina through her cervix.  She was getting very, very close.

"Sooooooo," said Karen, squirming about the fingers and trying hard to not give in to the pleasure, "we all got naked and played with each other.  All of us had orgasms, and for three of us it was our first."

Sam smiled.  Karen was now slowly rocking back in time with his fingers.  He kept up the pressure, raising her a bit higher, and his thumb found her pearl.  He rubbed it.

"Just let go love.  Just let go," said Sam, softly.

Karen squirmed and wiggled over his fingers, finally climaxing.  Sam kept his fingers inside of her until his wife started to come down.  He withdrew his fingers, had Karen lick them, and gently caressed her back.  He loved this play with his wife.

"You really cut the end of the story short," said Sam.

"I didn't have much choice," said a giggling Karen.  "You had me pretty worked up."

"Let's go inside."

The couple got up, Karen adjusted the thong, and they went back into the house.  Sam closed the drapes and put the lights on.  He kissed his wife and, once again, smacked her bottom.

"Tell me, Luv," asked Sam, "did you like the anal play?"

"Yes," said Karen softly and looking down.

Sam would have more surprises in the future.

