Sensuous Women
by RLM
Meet the Rainfords:
"Come on kids. Time for breakfast. Hurry up or you'll be late
for school," Nancy shouted at the top of her voice.
At the same time as she was shouting at her two children, Nancy
was putting the hot breakfast on the table. This morning it was
scrambled eggs, fruit, toast, and crisp bacon. For her husband
Shea and herself, there was freshly brewed coffee. She had
packed lunches for the kids the previous evening and those were
already in their backpacks and ready to go.
Keith was the first of the Rainford children to come to
breakfast. At 13, he was bursting with energy. Although a good
student, Keith's interests, at least at the moment, were
primarily in sports and hanging out with his male friends. Nancy
figured it would be two or three more years before he discovered
how much fun girls can be.
Keith had already dug into his scrambled eggs when their
16-year old daughter, Vicki, made her appearance. As usual, she
had on too much makeup, and her skirt was far too short, but it
was too late to argue with her at this point. So Nancy simply
shrugged and let it go, which surprised her daughter as she had
been certain that her outfit would bring a stern lecture from her
mom.
The fact that her mom was ignoring the way she was dressed made
her feel that she should back to her room and pick out something
else to wear. To herself she thought, "Mom is so uncool. Those
frumpy clothes she wears... ugh... and double ugh. I wonder how
she ever got Dad to propose. Maybe he got her pregnant?" A
moment later, she dismissed that thought because her parents had
been married for 17 years and she was only 16.
Shea was the last arrive at the table. At 37, he was the same
age as his 37-year old wife. Shea was still a handsome man in
spite of the extra 10 pounds that he had added since his
marriage. He carried it well and did enough exercise to stay in
good physical condition. After giving Nancy a quick kiss on the
cheek, he sat down and filled his plate, but ignored the bacon as
he didn't want to gain any more weight.
"Did you kids do your homework last night?" he asked while
sipping his coffee.
"I didn't have any," Keith announced, obviously taunting his
sister who had had to work until almost 11 PM to get her history
report finished as it was due today.
"You get your report finished, Vicki?"
"Finished around 11 PM. Thank you for helping me with the
references. Mr. Thomas really likes that sort of stuff."
"Stuff?" her father asked looking up from his plate.
"Yeah... stuff. You know quotes and opinions from LDG's,"
Vicki explained as she started eating her eggs with dry toast and
juice.
"LDG? What's an LDG?" Shea asked.
"You know... LDG... 'Long Dead Guy'."
-------------------
As soon as breakfast was over, Shea headed off to the car
dealership where he worked as the manager, and their two kids
were off for another day at school. Keith rode his bicycle, but
Vicki was being picked up by her boyfriend Don, who drove an
older car he had purchased from money he had made during the
summer. As Nancy watched her teenage daughter walking toward the
car, she saw that Vicki's skirt was even shorter than she
realized. It wasn't more than a couple of inches below her ass.
When she got into the car, her skirt rode up to her hips exposing
her white bikini panties. She shut the door without making any
effort to pull her skirt down.
"At 16, she's too old to be flashing her body like that in
front of a randy 17-year old boy. I'm certainly going to have to
have a woman-to-woman talk with her," Nancy thought to herself as
she turned back into the house. She had to hurry otherwise the
breakfast dishes wouldn't be finished before she had to go to her
exercise class.
Nancy just barely made it to her exercise class in time, which
was unusual for her as she was determined to lose the 20 or 25
lbs excess weight she now carried. She had a beautiful face,
great complexion with long, dark, lustrous hair. She also had
big, sexy breasts and good-looking legs... the only problems were
the extra flesh around her belly, on her face, and her thighs.
Clay, her trainer, had assured her that in a few months all that
would be gone and she would have to fight the men off with a
stick.
"That situation can't come too soon for me," Nancy thought.
Shea hadn't taken her to bed in over three weeks, and she knew
that a lot of that problem was her fault. He had asked her for
sex four times, but on two of the occasions she had been too
tired from all her activities during the day. The third time, he
had spent 10 minutes complaining about how fat she was getting
and after that how dowdy her dresses were. An hour later, when
he asked for sex, she was too depressed to feel like agreeing.
The fourth time, she had gone to bed with him but after seeing
her nude, fat body, her husband had been unable to get hard.
As she was showering after her class, the clock on the wall
said 11 AM. She was due at the local YWCA to help with the
preparation of posters for the campaign for membership and
donations scheduled to begin at the first of the month. After
that, she had her volunteer work at the local hospital. Keith
had to be picked up at school and taken to soccer practice at
3:30. She had a busy, work-filled day ahead of her.
=============================
Vicki and her Boyfriend, Don:
When Vicki had slid onto the seat beside Don causing her short
skirt to rise high and expose her white nylon panties, it had not
escaped his notice. In fact, he had been waiting for it to
happen. When the hot brunette made no attempt to pull her skirt
down, Don's prick began to harden.
"Damn, you look delicious this morning, Vicki. I love that
outfit."
The 16-year old, budding coquette, grinned. "What do you like
most about it?"
"You know what I like."
"Tell me, Don. Tell me what you like."
"The way it shows off your tits, and the way your short skirt
pulls up and exposes your panties when you sit down."
"Oh... I didn't realize you could see my panties," Vicki
commented as she jerked her short skirt downward shutting off the
view.
"Like hell you didn't!" Don declared confidently. "You've been
showing them to me for over a week now." As he said it, his
hand moved to Vicki's skirt and pulled it back up to once again
expose her sexy panties.
"Oh... Don't! Pull my skirt back down!" Don pulled it even
higher up her hips. "Ohhh... NO... please... aaaahhhhhhhh!"
Vicki's moan escaped her lips automatically when her boyfriend's
fingers moved up and down the length of her panty-covered slit.
"Spread your legs wider, Vicki. Give me more room, Honey."
"NO... I don't want to... please... don't do that to me...
Don't dooo..... aaaahhhhhhh... mmmmmmmmmmm.... oooohhhhhhhh
gawd!"
"Spread wider," Don ordered softly, but sternly.
"OOoohh... Oooohh... OOoohhh...," Vicki moaned as her legs
moved apart on the seat. The fingers pressed deeper into her
slit taking the panties with them. They had driven about three
blocks when Don's fingers reached the top of her slit and began
to move firmly over her now erect clitoris with only the thin
strip of nylon between her throbbing organ and his finger tips.
"OOOOohhhhhhhhhhhh.. please ... people will see us...
Aaaahhhh.... uuunnnnnnnnn!" With the last moan, Vicki's hips
rose off the seat and thrust against Don's probing fingers. By
the time he pulled the car into the school parking lot, Vicki was
about to cum.
Now using both hands, Don put the car's transmission in "Park",
set the emergency brake, and killed the engine. Vicki kept her
legs spread on the seat beside him, her panties now soaked with
her cuntal secretions. Her hips were making rapid, small
thrusting motions. "Please... I'm almost there, Don."
"Please what? You were begging me to stop. I've stopped.
What now?"
"Please... I can't go to class like this... I won't be able to
sit still... finish me! Please! FINISH ME!"
"Make you cum right here in the parking lot?" he teased the
begging girl.
"Yes...oh yes! right here! It won't take long... just work my
clit for a little more... ooohhhh gawd... finish meeeeeeeeee!!"
"I intend to finish you... but in the way a girl should be
finished, and that's not with my fingers. I'll pick you up at
7:30 tonight. Tell your parents we're going to an early movie
and you'll be home before 11 PM. Wear the same outfit you have
on now, and Vicki..." Don paused.
"Yes. What?" the excited, panting young girl asked.
"Be ready!"
"Ooohhhh Gawd!"
===================================
Shea Makes a Sale:
Business was brisk as the new model cars were going like hot
cakes to starving lumberjacks. The salesmen were all busy
showing potential customers the wonders of the new automobiles
while my job was to act as the final negotiator on pricing,
delivery, extras to be added, etc. This part of the sales job
was crucial as many a deal was lost over customers being unhappy
with the price and interest rates.
Unfortunately, I was having a difficult time concentrating on
the job this morning as all I could think about was how it might
be possible to get my secretary into bed. It had been four weeks
since I had balled Nancy. Even when I could get her to agree to
sex, the sight of her 30 lbs overweight body and her matronly
clothes were such a turn-off, I was having trouble getting an
erection, even after four weeks without pussy. "What the hell is
wrong with women that they all get so damn fat once they get
married? Then, they wear clothes that has all the sex appeal of
a burka," I thought to myself.
I could see my hot blonde secretary sitting at her desk right
outside my office. As usual, she was giving me a leg show as she
sat on her right hip. She had her left leg crossed over her
right one so as to expose her stockings above mid-thigh. She
damn well knew that from my position, I would be able to see the
backs of both thighs as well as their sides. The red heels she
wore almost screamed "Fuck Me", but I knew from bitter experience
that Gloria was the worse kind of prick tease. She would
deliberately show off her body, get men hard, but would never
follow through by letting them into her pussy.
"Worthless, prick teasing bitch," I thought. "I should fire
her ass... but I like looking at it too much to fire her." In
addition to that consideration, I still had hopes of finding a
way to nail her. Four weeks with no sex at home... four weeks
watching Gloria show off her legs, tits, panties...even her pussy
occasionally were driving me crazy.
Greg knocked on my office door. I was always glad to see Greg
knocking on my door because it meant he had gotten a prospective
customer to the point of discussing the price of a new
automobile. We had a set of signals we used to allow the sales
personnel to convey to me just how interested they thought the
customer was in the car. They more eager they were to have the
car, the higher I could safely set the price. As this particular
couple entered, Greg's signal indicated that the wife really
wanted the car, but the husband thought it was too expensive.
I rose and introduced myself. "Good morning. I'm delighted
you decided to shop for you new automobile here at Carson motors.
We have the best cars at the best prices you will find anywhere.
Can I get either of you anything? Coffee? Tea? Something
stronger?"
"I'd like some coffee with cream and sugar," the good-looking
blonde woman said. Her husband asked for the same. Stepping
outside, I asked Gloria to bring two coffees with cream and sugar
on a tray and to bring me a cup black. She got out of her chair,
spreading her legs wide open and smiling at me as she did it.
"I'll get it immediately," came her response as she shut off the
view between her gaping thighs. I couldn't suppress a disgusted
shake of my head.
When I turned back to my potential customers, I saw the blonde
wife smiling at me sympathically. At first, I was puzzled until
I realized that from her seat she had seen Gloria teasing me and
my disgusted head shake.
"Are you going to introduce me, Greg?" I asked.
"Oh. I'm sorry, Shea. This is Margo and Kent Williams.
They're interested in one of the new Avalons. Margo... Kent,
this is Mr. Shea Rainford, the Manager of the Carson Motors.
I'll be outside if you need me."
"So," I said. "what's it gonna take to put the two of you in
one of new Avalons?"
"Basically, the right price, Mr. Rainford," Kent stated with
finality. I glanced at Margo. She shook her head and commented,
"Come on, Kent. Be reasonable. I really like that car."
"I'm certain we can come to a satisfactory agreement."
A half hour later, I wasn't so certain that we could. Kent
demanded a price that was $1,000 below my lowest figure. He
argued that we would still make a nice profit, and I argued that
my offer was already the lowest he possibly get on an Avalon. We
were both correct, but neither of us would move further.
Just when things appeared to reach a hopeless stalemate, Margo
said, "I've got a suggestion, Kent. You took a quick test drive
of the car around the neighborhood but that didn't really give
you the opportunity to see its real operating capabilities. I
think you ought to really test the car, Honey."
Turning to me, she said, "Mr. Rainford, would it be possible
for Greg to take my husband on an extended test drive. Out to
the interstate... let him see what power the car has... what
acceleration... that sort of thing... its handling
characteristics at high speed. Maybe that would get to an
agreement. It couldn't hurt anything."
"Well, that's an unusual request. It would take about an
hour...maybe an hour and half to get through the city traffic to
the interstate, but if Kent is willing, so are we."
Kent nodded, pleased with the chance to really open the car up
and see what it would do. "Greg, could you come in here?" I
called out.
A short time later, Greg and Kent walked out of my office to
give Kent the chance to test the car on the interstate under
high-speed conditions. I escorted them to the car, advised them
to be careful, and told Kent, who was driving, the best route to
the interstate.
When I returned to my office to keep Margo company, I stopped
short as soon as I entered the door. Margo had taken a seat
behind my desk in my chair. She had also found one of the men's
magazines I keep in the top drawer and was leafing through it
with her feet up on my desk, her black skirt pulled up to her
hips. The position completely exposed the entire length of her
stocking-clad legs... and they were drop-dead gorgeous.
Margo looked up from the magazine and smiled, "I see you like
to look at hot women exposing themselves. You keep a prick
teasing secretary around just so you can look at whatever she
decides to let you see, and you've got these girlie magazines in
your desk. So tell me, how do you like my legs? Ok or not?"
"Your legs are dynamite, Mrs. Williams, but I doubt that Kent
would appreciate your letting me see them."
"Margo, please... unless using my married last name is a turn
on for you. And I don't think we need worry about my husband.
I'm not going to tell him. Are you? And I'm pretty sure with
traffic being what it is during the noon hour, it's going to be
at least an hour and a half before they get back... maybe even
two hours."
"Margo will do fine," I replied sitting down in front of my own
desk and checking out her legs up close.
"I'll come straight to the point, Shea. I know you're right
about your offer being the best we can possibly find. And I also
know that Kent is right that you will still make a nice profit on
the car even at $1,000 less. But, it's not really a matter of
money at this point, is it?"
"No, it's not. You're a very perceptive woman, in addition to
being a very sexy and attractive one, if you don't mind my saying
so."
"I don't mind at all. In fact, I love it. You're also a very
handsome, virile looking man. Are you virile, Shea?"
"Very."
"I thought so. The problem is that its now a macho,
mano-a-mano thing, right?"
"Yes. Neither of us is willing give in... it's male
testosterone working."
"I know. But I really want that car! It's sleek, powerful...
it excites me... sexually. I want it!"
At this point, Margo moved around to the front of my desk and,
once there, put her feet back on my desktop. The difference was
now I could see all of her, not just her legs, but also her skirt
up around her buttocks, her naked thighs and ass above her
stockings, her garter straps and in between the enticing darkness
where her cunt was waiting.
"Well," I said adjusting my pants to accommodate my erection as
she watched, her eyes sparkling. "Maybe Kent will be so
impressed with the car, he will agree to my price."
"He'll be enormously impressed with the car, but he won't
agree. It's a man thing, you know.
I nodded. "Yes, I know."
"He won't agree, but you will, with great reluctance, agree to
his offer so we can buy the car."
"Why would I do that?"
"So you can fuck me. I'm not a teaser like your bitch
secretary. I'm a delicious fuck... I promise you."
"A $1,000 piece of ass... that's very expensive for a quickie
in my office and I have to lose face with your husband as well as
my staff. You're a gorgeous woman, but the price is too high."
Margo considered that and after a bit, nodded. "You're right.
It is too high. Would it be too high if the benefits were
tripled?"
"What do you mean?"
"You screw me here before they return and twice more at times
and places of your choosing so long I can arrange to get away.
And if I really like the way you fuck me, we can extend it by
mutual agreement."
"I think we're close to an agreement. But after we fuck and
your husband buys the car, what's to make you keep the rest of
the bargain?"
"My word."
I considered that and replied. "That's good enough for me. We
have a deal, and I promise to make sound convincing to your
husband when they return."
Margo grinned and said, "Lock the door. Let's not waste time,
we only have a little more than an hour."
"I don't have condoms here."
"You're married, so am I, and I'm on the pill. You don't need
a condom, Lover."
I got up and locked the door. When I turned, Margo had her
legs high in the air and pulled back. She had scooted down in
the chair to the point that her ass hung off the chair's edge.
Only a thin strip of black nylon panty crotch concealed her hot
cunt.
I was on her in a flash. At first, I left the panties in place
and caressed her pussy through the nylon material with my
fingers. She was already soaking wet before I even started.
After five minutes of finger action up and down the length of her
slit and mostly against the engorged, pulsing clitoris at the
top, she was writhing in the chair, her hips thrusting wildly
against my fingers. She was having to bite her knuckle to keep
from moaning and alerting everyone outside that we were having
sex.
When Margo could take no more, she whispered, "Please, Shea.
Pull my panties aside. Work on my naked clit... please!"
What man could refuse a request like that. With one smooth
motion, I dragged the flimsy thong away from her sex trench, her
asshole, and her clitoris. Once all three were naked and
exposed, my tongue took over from my fingers. After making the
journey from her asshole, up her slit, to the throbbing clitoris
several times, she was shuddering.
My tongue now concentrated solely on stroking the spasming clit
shaft. Up and down the length of her sex organ, over its tip and
then into my mouth where it was suctioned and caressed by my
lips. Her cunt hole began to contract rhythmically... opening...
closing... over and over. When it opened, I took the opportunity
to push two fingers into her hot channel without ever breaking
the motion of my tongue and lips on her dancing clitoris.
Suddenly, she arched her back and thrust her hips upward. Her
cunt slammed shut... juices spurted over my face as her clit
danced and throbbed desperately retreating into its protective
hood. My tongue followed it, probing deep into the hood where it
found the jerking, throbbing organ. Trapping it between my lips,
I sucked it out of hiding and lashed it with my tongue. Margo
exploded in an intense orgasm. Her pussy whooshed air and more
sex juices gushed out of her.
Whispering desperately, she implored me to stop. "OOOhhhhh
god... stop for a moment... aaahhh... you're killing
meeeeeeeee... never cum like this before.... Kent never, ever has
made me cum like that... uunngghhhhhhhhhh.... noooooooooo..." she
wailed as my tongue continued to lap and stroke her until she
spurted again in orgasm.
As her third orgasm ebbed, her hips collapsed into the chair,
her legs descended, and splayed wide open as her chest rose and
fell from her spastic breathing. "Oh My God! Unbelievable...
Fucking unbelievable. My turn. Let me see your cock, Shea. I
want to suck it... I NEED to suck it."
We changed places and a moment later, it was my hips that were
thrusting upward, my ass off the chair's seat, as the hot blonde
pleasured my rigid, throbbing thick fuck stick.
When I was about to shoot, I pulled her head off my cock and
whispered, "I want to put the first load up your cunt."
"Ooohhh yesss! I was hoping you'd say that."
"Why is that? You don't like a man to cum in your mouth?"
"Not at all. I love for a man to let me suck him all the way.
But the first time, I've found that real men want their load up
my cunt, not in my mouth.... Hurry. Get in me. Fuck me. Cum in
me so we'll have enough time to do it again."
I stood up and bent Margo over the same chair we had used for
oral sex. She put her knees in the seat, lowered her head,
elevated her ass, and then reached back and opened her cunt with
her fingers. "In here, Lover. Fuck me! I'm more than ready.
Really ram it to me. Fuck and shoot, Baby. FUCK AND SHOOT IN
MARGO!"
Holding her hips, I drove 7 inches of rigid man meat into her
waiting hole. She hissed in female pleasure as she felt her
vagina being pried open to allow her male conqueror to drive his
sex gun into her hot hole. She was biting her knuckle again when
I grunted, "Gonna shoot it in, Margo. You ready, Honey?"
"Ohhhhh am I ever ready! Pump me, Stud. Pump it
innnnnnnnnnnn!!!"
She hadn't even finished begging for it, when my cock erupted
and fired a huge jet of semen deep into her vagina. It
contracted around my organ and pulled two more jets out into her
cunt. After four weeks of no sex, I just kept ejaculating into
her until it was spurting out and cascading down her thighs.
It was over a minute before I pulled it out. A long strand of
cum linking the end of my prick with her cunt hole formed until
it finally broke and fell to the chair's seat.
I pulled Margo out of the chair, sat down, and pulled her onto
my lap. Her wet cunt nuzzled against my now softening organ.
She melted into my arms. We held one another for a few minutes
and then spent another few minutes kissing and caressing each
other's body.
"Oh my god, Shea. You shot a monster load into me. I've never
had a load like that pumped into me. How long has it been since
you've shot off?"
"Almost four weeks. My wife is overweight, doesn't seem to
like sex with me very much, and my teasing secretary won't spread
for me."
"I can't do anything about your wife, Honey, but if you fire
Gloria, you'll be amazed how fast she will open her legs for you.
Take my word for it."
"I think I will. You're the sexiest, hottest woman I've ever
had. I loved this. Can we do it again right now?"
Margo squirmed her ass on my cock and felt it growing against
her pussy. "mmmmmm.. he's obviously ready, and so am I. How
much time do we have left?"
I checked my watch. "To give us a margin of safety and give
you time to clean up, 15 minutes."
"Can you fuck me in 15 minutes. I don't want to leave you
hanging."
"That's not a problem, Honey. But I was worried about you.
Women take longer than men."
She laughed. "That's only for the first orgasm, Lover. After
the first one, women are vastly faster than men. You fuck me
hard, and I'll cum at least twice before you unload into me."
"Mount me, Margo. Get on me and stick it in."
"Ooohhhh god yessssssssssss!" she was moaning a minute later as
her ass rose and descended over my engorged organ that drove in
and out of her cunt. Reaching around her hips, I strummed her
clit as she fucked me.
"Oh FUCK! LIKE THAT... LIKE THAT!" she moaned softly as I felt
her vagina contracting about my organ. I worked her clit faster
and she trembled violently and came with a series of hard spasms.
After 10 minutes, I announced, "I'm almost ready to cum. I want
you on your back in the chair... legs up and back."
We scrambled around until she was in position holding her legs
up and back to present her cunt in perfect position. I aligned
my rigid dick and thrust into her. It sank in balls deep on the
first stroke bringing a deep feminine grunt of pleasure.
"You ready?" When she nodded, I began to fuck her with hard,
driving strokes... over and over until she was grunting and
gasping in another orgasm. "Gonna shoot it, Margo."
"Do you want to pump this load into my mouth?"
"Yes... yes! I moaned.
Again we moved and she knelt in front of me with her mouth wide
open waiting for the cum load. Without any warning, the first
gush hit her mouth hole dead center and disappeared inside. The
second jet coated her chin and dripped down to cover her tits.
The third and fourth loads alternated between mouth, tits, and
chin. Although my second load was no match for my first, it was
still enough to give her a good drink and a facial at the same
time.
When I was finished, Margo grinned and began to scoop up the
semen with her fingers which she licked clean. When she had
every drop in her belly, she pulled me close and cleaned my cock
with her mouth and lips. I was half hard again before she
finished.
"My god. You're getting hard again. WOW! Do we have time to
fuck again?" she asked hopefully. I checked my watch and shook
my head.
"No, unfortunately. You can use my private restroom to clean
up. There's are clean towels below the sink."
She got to her feet, pulled me close and kissed me again. When
we broke the kiss, I whispered, "That was marvelous. I just hope
you enjoyed it half as much as I did."
"Did you count the number of times you made me cum?"
"No. I was far too busy enjoying your fantastic body."
"Well, I did count. You got me off 8 times in about an hour.
Kent hasn't managed that ever! I can't wait until you call me
for the second payment, Shea."
---------------------
Fifteen minutes later, Greg and Kent returned. Margo was
sitting on the couch reading a women's magazine while I was
working on papers behind my desk. I had opened one of the
windows to allow the sexual aroma in the room to dissipate.
Kent nodded and said, "The car handles beautifully at high
speed. Thank you for allowing an extensive test drive but my
position is still solid. I won't buy it unless you drop the
price by $1,000."
"Damn, Kent. You are one hard-nosed customer. Ok. You win.
As you say, we'll still make a nice profit. Greg will draw up
the papers for your price."
He appeared almost shocked but also highly pleased with
himself. He was almost strutting around the room. If he had
been a peacock, his tail feathers would have fanned.
Later, Margo told me that on the drive home he gloated again
and again about beating me down, explaining that in our
mano-a-mano duel, he had been the last man standing. She said
her reply had been, "You know you're right, Darling. Now that
you mention it, Shea did look like he had been totally beaten
down."
===============================
Nancy's Frustration:
I had gotten home around 5 PM, already tired from my long day,
but even so, I still had to get dinner on to cook as Shea and the
children would be home soon. To make things even more urgent, it
was Friday night and Vicki was certain to have a date.
Shea came in at 5:30. I was surprised to find him in a very
good mood. "Was business good today?"
"Oh yeah! It was very good," he replied. "Need some help?"
If I was surprised before, now I was amazed. Shea never
offered to help me prepare meals. "Well, you could set the table
and fix the salad if you're not too tired. If you are, it's ok.
I can handle things."
"Not a problem," he said with a happy smile as he began putting
dishes and utensils on the table.
"Wow! Business must have been terrific," I thought.
The children arrived before 6 PM, and with Shea's help, dinner
was on the table and ready by 6:15 PM. "Keith... Vicki," my
husband called, "dinner's on the table come on before everything
gets cold."
That was another first... my husband calling dinner. I
wondered what the hell had made business that spectacular on a
Friday.
Everyone seemed to enjoy the dinner. Even Vicki was taking her
time to eat. When dessert was finished, she said, "That was
really great, Mom. I'll clear the table and put the dishes in to
wash."
Before I could speak, I heard Shea say, "I'll give you hand so
Nancy can relax with her coffee and watch the evening news."
I knew I was missing something... just couldn't figure out what
it might be. It wasn't my birthday or Mother's Day. "Well, who
cares. I'll just enjoy it," I thought to myself as I sipped my
coffee. "Maybe Shea will want to fuck me tonight...mmmmm... Hope
so."
My daughter came in and announced, "Dishes are in washing,
Mom."
"Thank you, Honey. I really appreciate your help. Have you
got a date tonight?"
"I do... Don is picking me up at 7:30. We plan on going to see
a movie. I'll be home around 11 PM. Is that Ok?"
"That's fine, Dear. Don't worry if it's a little later than
that. You're getting close to 17."
"Thanks, Mom. Gotta go up and get ready. He'll be here in a
half hour."
"It usually takes you a lot longer than that," I noted.
"It does, but it's just a movie. I'm going to wear this same
outfit. Just gonna take a quick shower and put on some makeup."
It was almost 7:30 when Vicki came down from her room. She had
fixed her makeup and had on the same things she had worn to
school that day except she was now wearing a sweater. "Is it
cool out tonight? You think you'll need the sweater?"
"Sometimes it's a little cold in the movie," Vicki said as she
looked out the door to see if her date had arrived. Five minutes
later, he knocked on our front door, and Vicki was out of the
house in a flash.
================================
Vicki's First Time:
"Damn! You look good, Vicki," Don said letting his eyes roam
over the expanse of her exposed legs and thighs. "I don't think
you'll need that sweater though."
"Yes I will. Wait till we're in the car and you'll see why."
As it had that morning, Vicki's skirt slid far up her thighs as
she scooted across the seat to sit close to her date. Again, her
panties were on display.
"MMmmmm... I see you changed your panties," Don said as his
eyes locked onto the thin nylon strip that just barely covered
her shaved pussy.
"I had to. The others were soaked... thanks to a sexy stud I
was with this morning who started something he didn't finish."
"I'll make it up to you tonight... promise. So why the
sweater?"
"To keep my parents from going ape over my blouse. See."
Vicki pulled her sweater off and turned toward her date. Don's
eyes bugged out as he looked at her almost totally exposed tits
and nipples through the transparent blouse. "DAMN! No wonder
you wore that sweater."
"Like them?"
"I love them. Your mom will go nuts if she sees in you that."
His hands moved to her small tits... hefting each one and
stroking her nipples, which quickly hardened under his touch. "I
can't wait to suck them."
"I want you to suck them, Honey. Hurry up. Take us
somewhere."
"My cousin is in college here. He's got an apartment that he
said we could use tonight if we wanted. He's out of town.
Vicki snuggled closer and began stroking Don's hard cock
through his jeans. "Take it out," he moaned.
"Not till you get us to the apartment, Honey. Hurry!"
He did.
-----------------------------
Within ten seconds of getting me into his cousin's apartment,
Don had us locked in a tight embrace. As his lips mashed into
mine, his tongue explored deep inside my open mouth. His hands
held my gyrating pelvis against his raging erection. I just
couldn't stop grinding my mound against it. My pussy was
throbbing so hard, I felt like I was going to cum.
"Let's get your panties off. I'm dying to see your naked
pussy," he groaned into my ear.
"Ohhh yesss... hurry... take them off so you can see it. I
want you to see it."
He knelt in front of me, and I felt his hands under my skirt.
Then, they were in my waistband of my panties, which were being
pulled over my ass and down my thighs. I stepped out of them.
Don held them to his nose and smelled me. "Oh gawd, Vicki, your
cunt smells so musky and hot." When he took them away from his
nose, they disappeared into his pants pocket. I knew I wasn't
going to get them back.
Wiggling my ass, I moved to a nearby chair, sat down, and
spread my legs wide open. He couldn't stop staring at my shaved
pussy. I throbbed even harder.
"Stand up," Don ordered. When I was standing, he told me to
take off my skirt and bend over so he could see my sexy ass. It
was so dirty. I knew I shouldn't be doing this but I was too
hot, too far gone to be able to stop. Before I realized it, my
skirt was on the floor, and I was bending over, holding onto the
chair arm for support, as I thrust my hips back toward him. I
could feel the cool air on my ass and pussy and knew that he
could see every thing."
"It's your turn. Take off your jeans, Baby. I want to see how
big and hard it is."
I already had a good idea about how big Don was from all the
feeling I had done since we had been dating, but this was going
to be the first time I had seen his cock. In fact, it was going
to be the first, real, hard cock I had ever seen. I was so
excited, I could feel my juices seeping out of my pussy and
running down my thighs.
Don removed his jeans revealing the huge bulge his erect organ
was making in his shorts. "Let me do it!" I moaned. His hands
stopped and he stood there waiting. Slipping my fingers into his
shorts, I pressed my face against his turgid sex weapon. It
throbbed against my cheek causing tremors of fear mixed with
intense sexual excitement to surge through my belly and pussy.
As soon as I pulled his shorts down his legs, the huge organ
sprang forward like a suddenly released tiger. Jerking in the
air, its head pulsed squeezing several drops of fluid from the
end that formed a strand that swung back and forth. I felt like
a mouse being hypnotized by a huge, undulating snake.
Don's cock was maybe 7 inches or more and thick. I couldn't
keep from squeezing my thighs together at the thought of that
thick sex spike stretching my pussy open and sinking into me. I
heard myself moaning: "Oh gawd! Oh gawd! I can't take that
thing," I gasped in female fear. But even as I trembled in fear,
I couldn't tear my eyes away from the powerful male shaft that
was now jerking in my hand.
Don kissed me again and whispered, "You can take it... you're
going to take it!"
"Oooohhhhhhhh Gawd! Please..."
"And you're going to love it! Get on the couch on you hands
and knees and open your pussy for me."
As I assumed the position, my eyes were glued to the huge male
spike that reared between Don's legs. As soon as I elevated my
ass, it throbbed and pulsed... obviously ready to ravish my
exposed pussy.
"Finger yourself. Stretch it open so it will go in easier,
Vicki."
Using two fingers, I pumped my hole as I had done hundreds of
times before when I masturbated. But now I was doing it in front
of a boy... a boy with a big, hard cock that grew even larger as
I finger fucked myself.
As I watched, Don laid down on another couch, his cock rigidly
erect and standing nearly straight up. "Come over here, Vicki.
Straddle my face so I can make you cum."
I practically ran to the other couch. Mounting him, I placed
my knees on either side of his face and slowly lowered my pussy
onto his mouth. The first touch of his tongue in my pussy was
like an electric shock. I started to pull away, but this randy
male was having none of that female stuff. His powerful hands
pulled my pussy back onto his face, and I felt the tongue sliding
up my sex slit again and from there onto my clitoris. I howled
in intense pleasure.
"AAAaaahhhhhhhhh.... ooohh shitttt.... that feels soooo good.
Don't stop! Don't stop! Ugh! Ugh! Ah-Ha... Ah-Ha... Ah-Ha..."
The sensations became so intense, I tried to pull away, but it
was no use. Two powerful arms locked around my hips as the
tongue was forced up into my sex hole. I came... HARD!
"GGHHAAAAAAAAA... cumming... I'M CUMMING!" My juices spurted
drenching Don's face, but he refused to stop or even slow down.
Again and again, his tongue swiped my trench... plunged deep into
my hot hole, and then flicked deliciously over my throbbing
clitoris. I came again.
I moaned as I felt my lover moving out from under my pussy.
Then he was behind me, his leg between my hip and the back of the
couch. He pushed my face down onto the surface of the couch and
then pulled my hips high. I looked back and saw him rising over
me, aligning his cock with my opening... I was about to be fucked
for the first time in my life!
"Please... don't hurt me! Don't hurt me... Please!" I begged
as probably most women beg when their pussies are about to
receive a raging, hard cock for the first time.
The cock head swiped my slit up and down its length. When it
pressed against and rubbed my clit, I could feel my lubricating
juices bubbling up out of my hole preparing me to become a woman.
Then, it stopped moving up and down and centered at the entrance
to my pussy.
"Ready?"
"What," I moaned shaking with fear and excitement.
"Are you ready for cock?"
"Yess.... oh gawd, YES! PUT IT IN ME!"
"Where?"
"In my pussy... put it into my pussy!"
"Where?"
"In my pussy," I groaned, desperate now.
"WHERE?"
"In my cunt. Stick it in my cunt. IN MY CUNT!"
"OOOHHHHHHHHHH!!" The big shaft started in slowly... very
slowly, thrilling me to my core. I couldn't stop shrieking.
When I tried to pull away, Don yanked me back in position and his
hand spanked my ass... just hard enough to get my attention.
"Don't pull away. Keep you ass high and take it the way a
woman is supposed to take it."
More cock entered and I babbled even louder, saliva running
from the corners of my mouth. I couldn't keep my tongue inside
nor my mouth closed. Don pushed in another inch and I was
howling and flicking my tongue over my top lip.
Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain. A different type of shriek
erupted from my lips. Instantly, Don stopped the inward thrust
of his big organ with an inch or so of cock in me.
"I'm against your hymen now, Vicki. I'm going to work it very
slowly; try not to jerk away. It will hurt a bit but not much
until I bust you open. Ok?"
I nodded and Don began working his cock in and out of me
stopping each time he encountered my blocking hymen. The feeling
was exquisite. Each time his big organ stretched my opening, my
clit throbbed and pulsed. This was unbelievable... "why didn't I
let him fuck me before... stupid girl," I thought as the cock
pumped slowly, pressing harder and harder with each thrust.
Don worked on me for nearly ten minutes. I couldn't hold back
any longer. "I'm gonna cum... ooohhh I'm gonna cum!" I
screeched.
When my clit and vagina exploded in an intense orgasm, Don held
my hips firmly and thrust his cock hard into my throbbing hole.
The big sex spike slammed into my hymen and through it. There
was one sharp spike of pain mixed in with the intense pleasure of
my orgasm. After that, all I felt was the incredible pleasure of
my vagina being stretched wide open to sheathe the huge male
shaft that had taken possession of my cunt.
A moment later, Don's balls were resting on my still throbbing
clitoris while his cock head rested firmly against the neck of my
womb where it pulsed and jerked inside me. He waited patiently
keeping his cock planted deeply inside my no-longer virgin pussy.
"Still hurt?" he asked concerned.
"Only a little, and the pleasure is so great, I hardly feel
it."
"I'm going to begin fucking you, Vicki... slowly. Tell me if
it hurts and I slow down or stop if necessary."
When I felt the big shaft sliding up and out of my pussy, I
couldn't suppress a gasp it felt so good. There was some mild
discomfort but nothing so bad I had any intention of telling him
to stop. When only the head remained inside my opening, Don
started his cock back into my now stretched and waiting hole.
With no hymen in the way, it slid easily into my depths and
thudded against my womb. I gasped with intense pleasure.
Don misinterpreted my gasp as one of pain and instantly
stopped. "I'm sorry. I'll go even slower."
"No.. NO!" I gasped. "Go faster... it doesn't hurt. It feels
fantastic. Fuck me, Don. Do it now. Really fuck me!"
I didn't have to ask him twice. For the first time, I received
cock the way a woman is supposed to receive and pleasure a man...
hard... powerful... deep strokes... all the way into me... all
the way out... in... out... over and over... frictioning against
my clitoris... making me howl... screech... beg... and then cum.
And oh god! Did I ever cum... intense throbbing orgasms as Don
powered his shaft in and out of newly opened fuck hole.
"Let's try another position, Vicki," I heard him say.
"Yes... yes... do me every way," I heard myself pleading.
A moment later, Don had me mounted on top of his body, my back
against his chest. He ordered me to fuck myself on his cock. At
first, I was hesitant, but as my hips rose and fell over him,
driving his big shaft deep into my pussy every time I descended,
I lost all inhibitions and began fucking my pussy like a depraved
whore on his sex gun. "Oohhhh Fuck! That feels so good," I
moaned in hot female passion as I felt his penis throb and jerk
inside of me.
"Vicki...Vicki," Don said urgently. "Stop. I'm about to cum.
I need to put on a condom. You'll have to get off for a moment."
"You don't need a condom, Honey. I just finished my period two
days ago. I'm safe. Shoot me full, Lover."
"Are you sure," he asked.
"Absolutely! Pump me, Baby. Pump me and fill me, Stud!"
I began hammering my hips up and down his shaft again. Don
couldn't hold back any longer and when I felt his penis throbbing
and jerking inside me, I knew my cunt was receiving its first cum
load.
After Don had unloaded inside me, we rested. After a bit, we
were kissing again. Once that started, he got hard again very
quickly. Without any warning, he pulled me back on top of him,
this time with my tits mashed into his chest. "Mmmmmm...," he
said softly in my ear. "You feel super when you're on top of me.
Put it in, Vicki... put my cock in your hot cunt, Baby."
I lifted my hips, centered his rigid spear on my opening, and
sank down on it. It entered me smoothly, deeply, ripping a groan
of intense pleasure from my lips. Once it was inside me, I
couldn't keep my ass still. I gyrated on top of him, thrusting
my ass up and down that big hard pole. Suddenly, an orgasm
engulfed me. I felt his cock hardening and jerking inside me
when he felt my body shuddering.
"We need more space," Don declared. "This couch makes into a
bed. Help me pull it open."
It was sort funny to watch two naked lovers struggling
frantically to make the couch into a bed so we could start
fucking again. Finally, we had it open. There were no sheets or
covers, but we had no intention of sleeping in the bed.
First, Don had me mount him again, this time with my back to
his chest and leaning way back so he could get at my clitoris as
he fucked his big rod in and out of my waiting pussy. I came
almost immediately and then again before me ordered me to get on
my hands and knees.
Once in doggy position, he mounted and slammed his dick back
into my waiting pussy. With my hymen broken, he was now fucking
me much harder and faster than he had before. The slap of his
balls against my clit quickly brought me to the edge again.
"I can't hold it much longer, Vicki. I need to cum in you.
Let's do it in missionary position."
I scrambled off his body, got on my back, and pulled my legs up
and spread them wide making my cunt an open, inviting target for
his big sex gun. Don looked at my totally obscene position,
smiled, and asked, "Are you sure you haven't done this before?"
"Shut up, Smart Ass and fuck that big cock back into me where
it belongs."
Don was so close, it only took a dozen or so strokes before he
said, "Get ready, Honey. Here it comes!"
He hit into me hard, held his cock embedded against my womb,
then as his buttocks began contracting and his sex gun began
firing into me, he hammered in a hard jab with each spurt of cum
his cock ejected into my waiting, throbbing pussy.
When he finally withdrew his cock, my legs fell to the bed and
splayed wide open. He looked between my gaping thighs and
moaned, "Oh shit... that is so damn hot. You should see this!
"What?" I asked. "My pussy? I've seen it, Lover."
"No, not just your pussy, but your pussy gushing my cum load.
It's flowing out of you like a river. I hope you're right about
you being safe cause you've got one cum-filled cunt, Vicki.
==================================
A Conversation with Mom:
It was not quite 11 PM when Vicki opened our front door and
walked in. Shea was busy working on his computer, but I was in
the den and smiled. "You're home early. I really didn't expect
you to be home until midnight. How was the movie?"
"It was fine," she said as she walked toward her bedroom.
"Hey. I haven't seen you all evening. Sit and talk for a
bit."
"Sure. I just didn't want to interrupt your TV program," my
daughter commented as she walked unsteadily to the lounge chair.
I couldn't help but notice that she sat down very carefully.
"What movie did you see?"
"Mr. Brooks. It's a Kevin Costner movie. He's a serial
killer. Actually, it was pretty exciting."
"Who was your date? Don?"
"Yeah. I'm dating him pretty regularly now."
"Did you go out of town or to Cinema 12?"
"Cinema 12. It takes too long to go out of town and they all
have the same movies anyway."
"Vicki, your father is busy on the computer down in the study.
He's not going to bother us. Want to talk? Girl-to-girl so to
speak."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that Mr. Brooks ended its run at Cinema 12 over a month
ago. It's not showing. In fact, Shea and I rented it at
Blockbuster a week ago. Now, would you like to have a
heart-to-heart talk?
"Ok. I'm sorry I lied. I just didn't want to tell you that
Don and I went to the lake and parked. We spent the evening
talking and then later ... fooling around."
"Fooling around?"
"You know... kissing, feeling each other."
"Look, Vicki, if you don't want to discuss anything with me,
that's Ok. You don't have to make up stories. You're close to
17, and I can tell from the way you're walking and the care you
took when you sat down that you did more than just fool around
tonight. My guess is that you got yourself royally fucked. That
sweater is to cover up the fact that you're not wearing a bra,
isn't it?"
My daughter hung her head, and softly whispered, "Yes."
I moved next to her. "Honey, that's fine. There's nothing
wrong with a girl your age having sex. I was just slightly older
than you... just turned 17... when I had sex for the first time."
"Was it good for you, Mom?"
"It was incredibly exciting to become a woman at last, but it
really wasn't very good. The boy was scared, inexperienced, and
too rough. I hope it was better for you. This was your first
time tonight, wasn't it?"
"Yeah. How did you know?"
"From the way you're walking... sitting. I would say that your
boyfriend really rang your bell... several times probably. Did
he hurt you much when he took your cherry?"
"Oh gawd, Mom. Don was unbelievable. He has a really big cock
and it scared me half to death when I saw it. I almost was too
frightened to let him do it to me. But he was so patient...so
gentle."
I smiled at her. "No more made up stories, Honey. A man can't
be gentle and break a girl's cherry. He really has to drive his
penis into her hard. Now, tell me truth. Were you hurt badly.
We can go to my gynecologist in the morning if you were."
"Mom, you wouldn't believe how he did me. He went down on
me... do you really want to hear this?"
I couldn't bring myself to tell my daughter that I hadn't had
sex in six weeks and her story was already exciting me. So I
said, "I think so. I would like to be certain that you're ok."
"Ok. No more made up stories, Mom. I promise. Don went down
on me after he got me naked. He made me cum 3 times. I didn't
know that men can get a woman off that many times that quickly."
My pussy gushed at the mere thought of the pleasure Vicki must
have received that evening. "Go on," I said.
"After that, he told me it was time to 'bust me open' as he put
it. That really scared me."
"I would imagine that it did. What did Don say then."
"He told me not to be scared... that it would hurt very little.
He got me on my hands and knees and used his cock to sort of
masturbate me... rubbing it up and down my slit and over my clit,
you know."
I nodded feeling the wetness between my thighs.
"Finally he put it in me just a little... moved it back and
forth going deeper and deeper until he had it up against my
hymen. Then he stopped and told me he was going to work on me
very slowly. He took his time... just kept pushing in and out of
me without going deeper... each time he would press against me
and push a little harder, but not nearly hard enough to open me."
"This is sort of embarrassing, Mom."
"Why. Doesn't it excite to think about it?"
"Oh yes. That's why it's embarrassing. I'm getting excited
again."
"Go on."
"Don just kept pushing in and out of me. Then he reached
around my hips and began rubbing my clit while he pushed in and
out of me...just an inch or so, but it was so hot... so exciting.
I got hotter and hotter and hotter until I just exploded. I
mean, Mom, I came incredibly hard. While I was cumming, my pussy
just exploding, he held me tight and drove his cock into me
really hard. He just tore me open and slammed into the bottom of
my pussy in one hard thrust. There was one sharp pain and then
nothing but intense pleasure."
"Oh my God! Where on earth did you find a boy with so much
technique and consideration. You're either very, very lucky or
very, very smart. Don is one in a million."
"Oh he was, Mom, he was!"
"With a guy that considerate and careful, I don't understand
why you're walking and sitting so tenderly. It looks to me like
you're very sore and tender down there."
"I am, Mom. Don took me to his cousin's apartment. He's out
of town this week. We got there at 8 PM. By 8:30, Don had
opened me up and then he fucked me for the next two and half
hours... almost non-stop. We used positions I didn't even know
existed. I was having orgasm after orgasm. So I'm pretty sore.
Will it last long, Mom?"
"No. A couple of days, maybe three since it was your first
time. You'll be fine. Just tell you new stud that he has to
cool it for a couple of days before he can have you again. Did
he use condoms?"
He started to, but I told him I had just finished my period two
days ago and was safe. I am safe aren't I?"
"Yes, you are. This time, but if you want him to do you bare,
you need to get on the pill. I'll take you see my gynecologist
tomorrow. She can put you on the pill and check just to be
certain that you're ok."
"Thanks, Mom. You're the best. I'm sorry your first time
wasn't as good as mine."
"So am I. I had to try several guys before I found one as good
as the one you got the first time."
"Several guys? How many?"
"Now you're prying, Honey."
"Come on, Mom. Be fair. I told you every sexy detail. Now
it's your turn... no more made up stories. How many guys fucked
you that first year?"
I got up and looked down the hallway to make certain that Shea
was still in the computer room. He was. Returning to the den, I
smiled at my daughter, and said, "If I tell you, remember, it's
girl-to-girl. No snitching to your father. Agreed?"
"Word of honor," she said grinning. Then she leaned closer and
said, "Come on, Mom. Fess up."
"Eleven."
"Really? You got screwed by eleven different guys during your
junior year in high school."
"Yeah. I loved it just as much as you did tonight. Fingers
just don't begin to compare with what a big hard cock can do, do
they?"
"No they don't!" my daughter laughed. "I'd better get to my
bedroom before I stain the chair."
I laughed, "He kept your panties for a souvenir, didn't he?"
"How did you know?"
"Guys always keep your panties the first time, Honey. From now
on, take an extra pair with you when you go out with a new guy."
"Did you do that?"
"After the first time, I did. The first time, I lost my
panties just like you lost yours."
================================
Nancy's Conversion:
Shea was staying later and later at work. In addition, he was
having work nights and sometimes on Saturdays. Never before had
he had to work such long hours. That fact, plus the fact that he
hadn't fucked me in six weeks pretty much had me convinced that
he was getting pussy on the side from someone or maybe from
several women. He certainly met enough of them in his business.
I felt more and more sorry for myself. He was supposed to have
sex with me not a bunch of sluts. But every time I looked at
myself in the mirror, I understood why. I was an unattractive,
fat wife. A couple of times, I had tried to seduce my husband
but was unable to even get him hard. Naturally, I assumed it was
my fat body that turned him off so much he was unable to get an
erection.
I was 15 minutes late for my exercise class, which had never
happened before. Clay came over immediately to see if every
thing was all right at home. I assured him that it was... even
though it wasn't.
"Are you sure?" he questioned. "You certainly look sad and
depressed. Come on. Tell me what's wrong. Maybe I can help."
"That's very nice of you to be concerned, but there's really
nothing you can do."
"Maybe...maybe not. Come on. Let's have it. What's the
problem?"
Clay was so concerned, I couldn't keep it all bottled up any
longer. "Oh shit! All right, but remember you asked. My
husband hasn't had sex with me for six weeks. I'm sure he's
getting laid by other women, and I can't really blame him as fat
as I am. What man wants to screw someone as fat as me. I tried
several times to seduce him, and I can't even get him hard.
There! I hope you're satisfied." I began to sob quietly.
Clay called out to his assistant, "Jack, take over the class.
I need to talk with Nancy privately."
He put his arm around me and led me into his private office.
If I had been a trim, sexy woman, everyone would have assumed he
was taking into his office to fuck me, but the way I looked, the
thought probably never even entered the minds of any of the other
women in the class.
Clay motioned for me to take a seat on the couch across from
his desk. I sat down not bothering to worry about my skirt. It
wasn't necessary as it came almost to my ankles.
Clay looked at me and then said, "Nancy I'm going to be very
frank with you... maybe even a little cruel. If you want, you
can get up and leave at any time, and I won't be offended.
Understand?"
"Go ahead," I moaned.
"First, I'm sick and tired of hearing you moan about being fat
and unattractive. That's pure crap. You are a delicious looking
woman who is about 20 pounds overweight. That can be fixed
within four to six weeks. In fact, two months ago, you were 30
pounds overweight. You've already lost 10 pounds without really
working hard at it."
"Second, even if you don't lose another ounce, you will still
be a hot looking woman that hundreds of men would love to fuck.
But you hide your sensuality beneath those ridiculous clothes you
wear. I want that changed NOW! Do you understand. I'm sick you
covering up your hot body. I want to see it. Understand!"
When I didn't respond, Clay raised his voice: "Understand?
Answer Me!"
He shocked me, scared me, and excited me all at the same time.
Mostly, he excited me. He said he wanted to see my body! "Yes,
Clay. I understand."
"What do you understand? Tell me."
"That you want to see my body and I'm not to wear clothes like
this any longer."
"Good. Now third: If your husband can't get it up when you're
in bed with him trying to seduce him, he is definitely getting
pussy... a lot of pussy... on the side. Don't tear up on me,
Nancy. Stop sobbing."
"I'm sorry. It's just difficult not to cry."
"Fourth: You're going to start working at your weight, your
appearance, and your attitude toward your sexuality starting
right now. By the end of six weeks, you're going to be a walking
sex symbol who produces erections in most of the men around you.
Your husband is going to be begging you for sex. Whether you
give him any or not considering what he's done will be up to you.
I can assure you, that you won't need him for sex. There's
going to be a dozen men who want to give it to you all the time."
"Do you really think so or are you just saying those things to
make me feel better?"
"Show me your legs. Pull up that ridiculous dress and let me
see your legs."
Almost in a trance, I raised my legs onto the couch and pulled
the dress up to the top of my thighs. I crossed my legs in an
effort to maintain some modesty. Clay looked me over, licked his
lips, and commented, "Damn, Woman. You are hot! Too much weight
on the thighs but that's gonna be gone soon. Can't believe your
husband is passing up what you have between those hot thighs."
I began to tremble... then shudder... then my pussy began to
throb. After six weeks of celibacy, Clay had me boiling with
just one comment, and he saw my excitement.
"Stand up, Nancy. Now, drop your dress to the floor. Let's
see what's under it."
A moment later I stood in front of him wearing just my black
bra and panties. I was glad I had worn a pair of see-through
panties. Standing with my butt toward Clay, I knew he could
easily see my ass through them. The thought had my pussy leaking
more than a little.
"Now that's more like it!" he exclaimed. You are dynamite.
Even with the extra weight you're sensuously beautiful. I can't
wait to fuck you."
"Ooohh god!" I gasped, unable to control myself. Clay was a 30
year old Adonis and he was going to fuck me. He wasn't even
going to ask me... he was just going to fuck me. I was about to
have an orgasm.
"The bra. Take off that damn bra. I want to see those
beautiful big tits."
My hands were shaking as they opened the hooks in the back.
Once opened, I pulled off the bra, pulled my shoulders back, and
thrust my tits in his face.
"That's the way. Show them off like a hot beautiful woman
shows off her body to her man. Now the panties. I want to see
your cunt."
I stripped off the panties even faster than I removed my bra.
Turning, I bent over with my hands on the couch and spread my
legs giving Clay a close-up view of both my naked ass and my
cunt. From behind me, I heard, "Come on, get on your knees and
suck me, Nancy. But not too much. I want to unload in your hot
cunt, not in your mouth."
When I turned around, I saw that Clay was naked, his cock rigid
and ready. It was a little more than average in length but above
average in girth. I couldn't have cared less about his size. I
wanted him... his cock... in me... fucking me... making me cum.
I literally ran to kneel in front of his manly phallus. A second
later it was buried in my mouth where I sucked and licked and
deep throated again and again. He must have felt like I wanted
to devour him. What I really wanted was to devour him with my
cunt.
After five minutes, he stopped me. He put me on my back on the
couch and mounted me. "This first time is going to be fast,
Nancy. I'm sorry. I'm just too hot to hold it long. The second
and third time will be slower."
"Second time...third time....OOOOOohhhhhhhhhhhhh YES! Fuck me,
Clay. Fuck me hard...fast... Use me! Use my cunt for your
pleasure."
"AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...!!!"
I came as soon as he rammed it into me. Clay was stunned. He
began to fuck me with hard, driving strokes, and I was cumming
almost continuously, my ass thrusting upward every time he drove
it down into my hole. I wanted all of it... in me... fucking me.
"I'm cumming, Nancy... Gonna fill you, Baby," he grunted in
intense masculine pleasure as he felt my hot hole contracting and
throbbing about his manhood.
"YESSSS... CUM IN MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" I moaned in his ear. I
came again as I felt his cock jerking and throbbing as it pumped
the load into my eager cunt.
When Clay pulled out of my pussy, I was on his rod with my
mouth immediately...cleaning him... sucking him... I felt like I
was worshipping his manly rod.
"Ready for round two?" he asked.
I pushed him onto his back and mounted his rod with my back
against his chest so he could reach around and play with my clit
and tits. Once impaled on his rigid shaft, I lost all control.
As my hips hammered up and down on his cock, I couldn't stop
moaning nor cumming. My juices drenched my pussy and his cock.
The exertion was so great that my chest was heaving after ten
minutes of intense fucking... I couldn't have cared less. All I
could think about was how marvelous Clay's penis felt inside my
starved vagina. But finally, I had to stop for rest.
Clay whispered in my ear. "I want to fuck your ass. May I?"
"Ooohhh, Honey. You don't ever have to ask. You can have me
anytime... anywhere... anyway you want me!" As I ended the
sentence, I raised my hips until his cock slid out of my cunt.
There was no need for lubricant. The thick white froth of
Clay's massive first load and my secretions were the best natural
lubricant in the world. I was soaked and so was his cock. "Put
it in me," I groaned desperate to feel his cock spreading my ass
open.
He centered the head on my anus, and I rammed my hips down his
sex spike. It drove almost all the way into me on the first
thrust. Clay held my hips and gave me two more hard thrusts that
buried him inside me to his balls. "Now, I'm going to fuck your
ass off, you hot luscious Slut." he stated with masculine
authority. I trembled in hot heat as he said it and then began
to cum when his cock began fucking me with hard, determined
strokes.
"UGH UGH UGH UGH..OOOHH FUCK IT...UGH UGH UGH... AAAHHHHHH...
YES..YES.. LIKE THAT ... LIKE THAT, BABY. FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!" I
wailed as an orgasm surged through me. My hand flew to my
clitoris and began to work it hard.
I came a second time before Clay said, "I need to shoot in you,
Nancy. I want you on your back so I can really drive it into
your hot ass and fill you."
That's the way we finished.... me on my back, my hand buried in
my cunt, as Clay hammered his cock in and out of my gaping
asshole until he pumped me full of his hot load.
================================
Two Months Later: Gloria and Vera:
It was fun watching Marvin trying to interest the busty blonde
in the sports car. It as obvious to me just watching through the
window of my office that the woman really wanted the car... but
it was just as obvious that she couldn't afford it. But
good-old-Marvin never gave up. That's what made him a good
salesman.
As I looked over my schedule, I thought about how every thing
was coming up roses lately. First, business had been great and
it was getting better every week.
Second, Margo had proven to be an even better bed partner than
I had hoped. She had eagerly kept her deal to meet me an
additional two times in return for the deal I had given them.
Even after the third time, she wanted to get together again. So
far I had fucked the blonde slut five times, and she had called
me yesterday to see if we could make a date next week when her
husband would be out of town for three days. She wanted to be
screwed in her marriage bed. Tuesdays were always was slow, so
we had made it that afternoon.
In addition to Margo, there was Gloria... sexy, hot cunted
Gloria. I had taken Margo's advice and let her know that I rwas
sick and tired of her constant teasing without any action, and
that I thought it best if she looked elsewhere for a job. I had
given her two weeks notice. Two days later she had come into my
office begging for another chance. I responded by telling her
that I couldn't take any more of her teasing. She had pulled her
skirt up to the waist revealing the fact that her cunt was naked
under the skirt. She had smiled seductively and said, "You won't
have to Mr. Rainford."
"That's better," I had said with authority. I told her that I
wanted her naked except for her stockings and heels, and that I
wanted her on her back on my couch before I got the door locked
and out of my own clothes. When I finished and turned back to
face the couch, Gloria was on her back in just her stockings and
heels with her legs raised in the air. Even though she had her
thighs pressed together, her wet cunt still peeked out.
"No more teasing!" I had ordered. Gloria's legs flew apart
instantly. A moment later, her fingers were holding her cunt
open inviting me inside. I fucked her right there on my couch.
She came three times before I shot my load into her convulsing
pussy. After that first time, she became a hot piece of ass for
me whenever I wanted it.
On the home front, Nancy had lost a bunch of weight and looked
much better, but she still wore all those frumpy clothes that
were a huge turn-off for me. Nevertheless, I had screwed her a
couple of times this month. But the fact was that with all the
other available pussy, it was hard to get interested in her.
Anyway, I thought to myself, "She's much more interested in all
the volunteer stuff she's constantly doing than in fucking."
At that moment, my daydreaming was interrupted by the buzzing
of the intercom on my desk. I flipped the switch and Gloria's
voice said, "Mr. Rainford, Mrs. Mathews is here and would like to
see you. Do you have time?"
"Sure. Send her in."
I recognized Mrs. Mathews as soon as she entered. We had sold
her and her husband a one-year old Camry about six months before.
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Mathews. It's a pleasure to see you
again. What can I do for you? I hope the car is providing good
service."
She took a seat right in front of my desk and crossed her legs.
Her sexy outfit was not lost on me. She was about 35 to 40
years old with a rather plain face and straight dark hair.
Nevertheless, in her dark stockings, short skirt, sexy top with a
bare mid-riff, and her five-inch heels, she looked hot. I could
feel a small response from my cock as I looked at her foot slowly
swinging back and forth.
"Please call me Vera... Mrs. Mathews sounds so formal."
"All right, Vera. I'm Shea. Now, is the car giving you a
problem?"
"No. Not at all. It's running just fine."
"Then how can I help you?"
"I'll come right to the point, Shea. I know you're busy. Six
weeks ago, my husband was laid off his construction job, and my
salary and his unemployment are just enough to allow us to pay
the rent, utilities, and buy food. Hank and I are already a full
month behind in our car payments, and we can't make this month's
payment either. I know that by the terms of the contract, your
firm can repossess the car if that happens. We'll lose our down
payment as well as all the payments we've made on the car to
date."
"I'm sorry, but I don't see what I can do."
"Hank has just gotten on with a new construction firm at a
great salary, but it doesn't start until a month from now. Will
you carry us another month? After that, we'll be able to start
the payments again and in about four months, we will have made up
the two months that we've missed."
I considered the situation in silence. The Mathews were
responsible people who had just run into some misfortune. We
would risk very little giving them another month of grace before
repossessing the car. As I was considering every thing, Vera
spoke again.
"Please, Shea. Please," she pleaded at the same time
uncrossing her legs and opening them enough for me to see all the
way up to the black panties she was wearing.
I stared openly between her thighs. "You're a very beautiful
woman, Vera."
"Thank you, Shea," she whispered opening her legs even further.
"Does your husband know you're here, Vera?"
She nodded. "He asked me to talk to you... to see if I could
persuade you to give us an extra month to start payments again."
"So what's your offer?"
Vera took a deep breath and said, "You give us an extra month
and I give you... me." Her legs spread even wider.
"Once?"
"No. As often as you like for a month." Her legs were now
gaping, and they looked delicious.
"I'm sorry, Vera. I can't accept that offer. As beautiful and
sexy as you are, there's no way, I could possibly enjoy sex with
you under such conditions. I would essentially be raping you,
not with physical force, but with financial force. So please
don't be insulted, but I have to say no to your offer. But I
will give you the extra month. Say hello to your husband for me.
Tell him to bring the car in for service if it doesn't perform
well."
"Oh gawd! Thank you... thank you!" she gushed.
A moment later she was gone, and I felt like an idiot for
turning her down.
----------------------------
It was a little after 5 PM, and everyone was leaving for the
day. I could see Gloria putting her materials into her desk and
locking it before leaving. I started the same procedure with my
desk when the intercom buzzed again. "Mrs. Mathews is here
again. I told her that you were still in your office. Shall I
send her in?" Gloria asked.
"Yes... of course."
"Ok. I'm leaving. See you tomorrow, Boss."
I saw Gloria motion to Mrs. Mathews that she could enter.
Gloria left at the same time as Vera came back into my office.
"Forget something?" I asked.
"No, but you did."
"What? What did I forget?"
"You forgot to fuck me before I left.
"I explained that," I said. "Didn't you understand?"
"I understood perfectly, but my pussy didn't understand. It's
all hot and wet and ready." As I watched, Vera pulled her dress
up to her hips, turned around thrusting her ass at me, and slowly
pulled her panties over her ass and down her legs. When they
off, she looked back over her shoulder, hand on her hip, and
whispered, "Please... come fuck me."
"I don't want a furious husband storming in here looking for
blood."
Vera wiggled her ass and said, "Don't worry. Hank gets off
knowing some guy is fucking me. He expects ... hopes... you'll
fuck me. Come on, Shea... let's give my hubby want he wants."
I didn't need any more of an invitation than that. Vera bent
over supporting herself with her hands on the wall as I dropped
my pants and shorts and moved behind her delectable ass.
"Did I tell you that you look absolutely delicious?"
"Your eyes did. Come on, Stud. Fuck me!"
I held her hips and pushed my rigid 7 inches between the cheeks
of her ass and from there, into her waiting, hot, fuck hole. As
soon as my cock pressed against her lips, they opened to allow me
inside. As I entered her, those same wet lips closed over my
cock and sensuously slid down its length as I pushed into her
depths.
"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHhhhhh... god... that feels so damn good," she
moaned, her ass thrusting back against me to drive more cock into
her pussy. I assisted her effort by jerking her hips toward me
as I thrust even harder. Growling with male satisfaction, I
heard Vera shriek in female heat when we both felt my cock head
thud hard against the neck of her womb at the bottom of her cunt.
I slowly pulled the shaft outward. Each inch that exited her
pulsing sex hole brought a new moan of protest from Vera who
begged me to put it back in her. When only an inch of cock
remained buried, she was begging... "Please... don't torture
me... give it to me, Shea. Hard... fast... FUCK ME!"
A hard snap of my hips slammed the cock back into her vagina.
"UUUNNNGGGHHHHHHH.... OOOHHHHH ... YEAH... LIKE THAT, STUD...
LIKE THAT!" she wailed. I began a steady rhythm... in/out...
in/out... in/out which produced continuous moans of pleasure from
Vera. After five minutes of slow, steady fucking, her body
trembled in orgasm.
When her orgasm subsided, I withdrew, sat in the chair, and
pulled her on top, facing me. "Put it in, Vera. You know where
I want it. Put it there!" I ordered.
Not wasting a moment, she lifted her hips up and pushed her
hand between her gaping thighs where she captured my rampaging
cock. Pressing the head against her opening, she rammed her hips
downward and impaled herself fully on the first thrust. Her body
shuddered in renewed passion as I fucked up into her like a demon
possessed.
"Oh shit... oh shit... what a cock... aaaahhhhhh... slam it to
me, Shea... fuck my married pussy, Baby. I'm on the pill, Honey.
You can cum in me... do it...CUM IN ME!" After five minutes of
intense, hard fucking, I gave her what she wanted.
We rested, and then she sucked me until she had me hard again.
"Put me on my back, Stud, and really ram it to me. Hard...
deep." The second time, it took me longer, but when I did cum,
it was almost as powerful and as big a load as the first one had
been.
As we got dressed, she asked, "When will you want me again?
Very soon, I hope. That was really fantastic. You know you got
me off five times."
======================================
Family Time:
Although Vera had pretty well drained my balls that afternoon,
there still just enough left for me to notice that Nancy's weight
loss program was going well. She looked very nice as she placed
the evening's meal before us. Her mode of dress had also
improved, but it was far, far short of the sexy appearance Vera
had provided earlier this afternoon. In her sweater and jeans,
she looked nice, but not hot and sensuous.
Feeling somewhat guilty, I helped my wife clear the dinner
dishes away and complemented her several times on the excellent
meal and her attractive appearance. She smiled, obviously very
pleased.
It was Friday evening, and Keith was spending the night with
one of his friends and Nancy had informed me that Vicki had a
date that evening with her boyfriend, Don. While Nancy was
upstairs getting ready for her date, Nancy said, "You know we're
going to have the house all to ourselves this evening, Honey."
I winced inside as I knew what was coming. I just nodded. As
I expected, Nancy continued, "It's been a long time since we
fucked, Honey. I would really like to do it this evening.
Interested?"
What else could I say? "Of course, I'm interested. But you're
so tired and worn out all the time, we just haven't had many
opportunities."
"I know. I promise that's going to change, Honey. Can we do
it tonight?"
I knew without question that I would never be able to get it up
with my wife after pumping two loads into Vera an hour before
coming home. Maybe with some hot-assed woman I could, but not
with my wife of 17 years. There was no option but to make an
excuse. "I'm sorry, Darling. I would love to spend the night
making love to you, but I'm so exhausted, I'm afraid I won't be
able to perform tonight. Let's make it tomorrow or Sunday."
Nancy stared at me for a full minute. I couldn't tell whether
she was mad, or disappointed, or suspicious, or what. I prepared
myself for the tirade that I knew was coming. I was shocked when
she simply replied, "Ok. Either tomorrow or Sunday. I hope
you're feeling better then, Darling. I really need sex."
At that moment, I was relieved to see Nancy walking down the
stairs interrupting a very embarrassing conversation for me. My
relief was short-lived, however, when I saw what my 16-year old
daughter was wearing for her date.
Her cut-off, jean skirt just barely covered her ass. Below the
skirt, she was bare-legged all the way down to her white,
strapless heels. I couldn't tear my eyes off my daughter's sexy
legs. Her shoes had to have at least 4-inch heels. Above her
almost non-existent skirt, she wore a patterned pink and red
tight-fitting top with spaghetti straps around her neck. The way
the nipples of her 34B breasts indented the material made it
obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra. The overall effect was
"hot and sexy". I could hardly believe she was only 16. She
looked at least 19 in the outfit.
Nancy didn't seem the least bothered by the sexy appearance of
our young daughter. In fact, I heard her say, "Oh, Vicki, you
look lovely in that outfit. Gawd! I wish I had the figure to
wear something that appealing."
Vicki beamed and put her knee on the couch, her hand on her
hip, and struck a sexy pose for us. "Do you think Don will like
it?"
"I'm certain he will, Honey. You're just beautiful!"
Turning to me, she said softly, "Thanks, Mom. But I want a
man's opinion. What do you think, Daddy? Will my date like my
outfit?"
I was speechless. I certainly did not want to appear to be an
old-fashioned, prudish, father, particularly since my wife seemed
to think Vicki's outfit was great. Finally, I managed to say,
"If he doesn't like it, take him to the emergency room
immediately. He's in desperate need of both new eyes and a new
brain."
My daughter literally ran to me. She threw her arms around me,
and kissed my cheek. Afterwards, she said, "Thank you, Daddy.
Oh, Thank you! I was so afraid you would get mad because it's
sort of revealing. But I feel so good in it... so... so...
womanly."
A short time, later there was a knock on the door. Nancy
answered it and welcomed Don to our living room. Vicki was
prancing around in front of him, obviously hoping to excite her
date, but he did no more than say hello to her after which he
turned his full attention back to Nancy and to me.
"Thank you for allowing me to date your daughter, Mr. Rainford.
We're going to stop at Pizza Hut and pick up several large
pizzas and then head out for Mr. and Mrs. Johnson's home.
They're letting us use it tonight for a party. There will some
dancing, soft drinks, and food, of course. We also plan to watch
the college basketball game on their large TV set. They will be
home to act as chaperons. Is midnight too late to keep Vicki
out?"
To say I was impressed is an understatement. This was a
quality young man, to say the least. "Midnight will be fine.
After all, it's not a school night. If you have any problems, be
certain to call."
"You can be certain that I will, Mr. Rainford." Turning to
Nancy, he said, "Are the plans for the evening all right with you
Mrs. Rainford?"
"Oh yes, they sound fine. Just be certain to please our
daughter and don't worry if you get her home somewhat after
midnight. Like my husband says, it's not a school night. Have
fun."
After Vicki and Don had left, I turned to Nancy and asked, "Are
you really comfortable with that outfit of hers? She looks ...
well... she looks... older," I stammered.
"Yes. Is that all that bothers you?"
"Well... it's not just that she looks older. It's that she
looks... well, you know."
"Sexy?"
"Yes... very sexy!"
"Hot?"
"That too!"
"She's a young woman, Darling. That's the way young women are
supposed to look when they go out with an attractive, sexy date."
"But... she may...," stammering again, unable to complete the
thought out loud.
"But she may what, Dear?"
"You know very well what," I shouted in confusion.
"Get fucked?"
"Yes! She may get fucked! In that outfit, she will probably
be fucked!"
When Nancy did not respond, I said it again... louder this
time.
"She's almost 17, Shea. Today, 17-year old girls generally
have sex with their boyfriends."
"But she's not yet quite 17, and she's not prepared. She may
get pregnant. And it's going to hurt the first time. You need
to prepare her... talk to her... that sort of thing."
When Nancy didn't respond, I began to get angry. "Are you
listening to anything I'm saying? Our daughter just left wearing
almost nothing, and when she comes back, she's going to be
distraught and crying and maybe hurting!"
"What makes you think Vicki's a virgin?"
"She's only 16!"
"So? Cocks fuck nearly 17-year old pussies very nicely, Dear."
I waited a bit while I calmed down and then asked, "Isn't she a
virgin?"
"No. rhe isn't, Darling. She became a woman about two months
ago. And don't worry about her getting pregnant. I took her to
my gynecologist, and she's on the pill now."
"Who?"
"Who what?"
"Damn, you're evasive" You know what I mean."
"You want to know who fucked her first?"
"Yes, of course I want to know."
"Then why not ask who fucked her rather than just say 'who'?"
"All right. Who fucked her?"
"The first one was the young man you just met this evening,
Don. And you should know that I talked to Vicki at length about
the experience, and he was masterful with our daughter. Her
first time was joyous, fulfilling, and incredibly hot for her.
She'll remember it lovingly all her life thanks to Don's patience
and skill. So if you plan on saying anything to that young man,
be sure it's simply, 'Thank You', because he's earned our
thanks."
"Did it hurt her?"
"Almost not at all... he worked on her until she was having an
intense orgasm and while she was exploding, he broke her hymen in
one hard thrust. She said it was just one sharp, quick pain, and
then nothing but pleasure."
"She got to have an orgasm then?"
My wife started laughing. "What in the hell is so funny?"
"You. She told me that Don made her cum at least a half-dozen
times."
"Really?"
"Yes... really!"
We were silent for almost ten minutes while Nancy leafed
through the TV guide to see if there was anything she wanted to
see. "Do you think she'll be fucked tonight?" I finally asked.
"Of course, she'll be screwed tonight. Our daughter's hot and
ready. She'll rape him if necessary."
"Are they even going to a party?"
"I think so, but they'll leave well before midnight to allow
plenty of time for sex."
Thirty minutes later, the TV program ended, and I asked, "Is
Don the only one?"
"He thinks so," my wife giggled.
"But he isn't?"
"No, he isn't, but if you tell him, it'll be a cold day in hell
before I speak to you again... understand. This is all between
you and me... you say nothing... and I mean NOTHING to Vicki,
Don, or anyone else besides me."
"Ok. No need to scream at me. I've got discretion. How
many?"
"Here we go again. How many what?"
I just glared at my wife, and she relented. "Ok. I'm sorry.
I know what you're asking. Our daughter has let two other guys
fuck her in the last two months. At least two other guys. She
might not have told me every thing. Women need to keep some
secrets, Darling."
====================================
A Mother and Daughter Talk:
Shea had long since gone to bed, but I was still up waiting for
Vicki to return. It wasn't that I was worried about her... I
wasn't. I was just too excited to sleep thinking about how my
young daughter was probably having continuous, screaming orgasms
as that sexy, skilled young stud played her body like virtuoso
violinist.
Slightly after 1 AM, the front door opened and I saw Don
holding Vicki in a tight embrace kissing her deeply and
repeatedly as his hands roamed over her breasts, her ass, and
underneath the short skirt to what I was certain was now her very
naked, cum-filled pussy. I knew I shouldn't be watching, but it
was so erotic that I couldn't tear my eyes away.
Finally, my daughter pulled away whispering as she did so, "It
was wonderful, Don. Just wonderful! But we've got to stop now,
otherwise you'll be doing me again right in our den."
"Would that be bad?"
"No, but it might be embarrassing if my Mom or Dad caught us."
"You're right. I'll call you tomorrow."
As soon as the door closed behind a departing Don, Vicki
brought both hands to her breasts and squeezed them licking her
lips as she did so.
"Was he that good tonight?" I whispered from the lounge chair.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Mom. I didn't know you were still up. You
didn't need to worry about me. But it's nice that you stayed
up."
"I wasn't worried about you, Honey. I was just too excited to
sleep."
"Excited? Why?"
"You know why. Thinking about you and what you were doing and
how wonderful it must be while I'm boiling over. Was it really
good tonight?"
"Now you're prying."
"I'm just doing the same thing to you as you did to me when you
made me tell you about all the men I had had during my junior
year... how many... how often... what positions. Now it's your
turn to confess."
Vicki came over and hugged me. "You're a really great, sexy
mom! All my friends complain about their moms ... how strict and
prudish they are... while I've got you! Are you really excited?"
"Very."
"Want me to tell you every thing?"
"Please. If it doesn't embarrass you too much."
"It won't. It'll just get me excited again."
"I know. Same here."
For the next thirty minutes, my daughter described in vivid
detail the three hours of sex she and Don had enjoyed that
evening. She finished by telling me how Don had fucked her again
in his car while they were parked in our driveway just before he
brought her into the house. "His cum is still running down my
thighs," she whispered with a sexy laugh.
For the last 15 minutes she talked, I couldn't keep from
pressing my thighs together and then relaxing them... over and
over. Eventually, my hand was between my thighs caressing my
pussy. It was just so erotic and sensuous. When Vicki told me
about Don fucking her in our driveway, that erotic picture drove
me over the edge, and there was no way I could stop it. My body
trembled... then shook. I was helpless as the orgasm surged
through my enflamed pussy.
"Oh my god, Mom! That's so hot watching you. You're cumming
aren't you?"
I nodded... still shaking and trembling too hard to answer.
When the shaking ebbed, I was gasping for breath, my chest
heaving.
"That was incredible," Vicki whispered obviously excited.
"Remember, next time, it's your turn."
=========================================
Nancy's Night Out:
The next afternoon, Shea informed me that the guys at the car
dealership had set up a poker game at Greg's house and he would
be leaving around 7 PM and probably wouldn't be home until around
midnight. I just nodded and wished him luck. Obviously, laying
his wife wasn't on my husband's agenda for the evening.
Shortly after Shea had left for the evening, I went to my
bedroom, took off the jeans I had been wearing and put on the new
red outfit I had just purchased at Victoria's Secret. I knew
Vicki was still downstairs, but she had been totally open with
me, so I decided to be the same with her.
As soon as I entered the den, Vicki looked at me, clicked off
the TV, and said in a soft, amazed voice, "Wow! Double Wow!!
You look incredible, Mom. Obviously, you're going out, but Dad's
already gone?"
"Yes he is. Ask me about it when I get home. After all, as
you said, it's my turn."
"Fair enough. You look so wild and sexy in that outfit. Your
breasts are gorgeous. Do you think mine will get big like
yours?"
"Probably. I was about your size at 17."
"They look like they're about to fall out of your dress. Are
you wearing a bra?"
"Of course. It would be slutty to go out in this dress without
a bra."
"I don't believe you. Show me. Pull the top down right now!"
my daughter ordered.
With a seductive, devilish smile, I lowered the bodice of the
dress letting my naked tits tumble out. "See."
"I certainly do, and so will all the men."
"That's the idea, isn't it?"
"Mmmmmmmmm... you're going to be fucked tonight aren't you?"
"Who knows. Ask me later."
"I will, but are you hoping to be fucked?"
"Oh gawd, Yes!"
-----------------------------
It was 11:30 PM when Shea returned from his poker game. Vicki
was in the den watching TV, but there was no sign of Nancy.
"Hi. Where's your mom?"
"She went out earlier. I don't expect her back until later."
"She went out? Who with?"
"No one. She was alone when she drove off in her car."
"Where did she go?"
"I didn't ask, and she didn't tell me."
"Was she mad at me for going off and playing poker?"
"I don't think so. She seemed in good spirits... very happy,
in fact. Don't worry, Dad. I'm sure she'll be home in another
couple of hours or so."
"Did you see what she was wearing when she left?"
"Yes. It was a red dress... very nice... beautiful in fact."
"I've never seen your mother in a red dress before."
"You know, now that you mention it, neither have I. It must be
something new that she just bought."
------------------------------
My panties were soaked before I had driven half a mile. The
erotic thought of going out on the prowl for cock had me on the
edge or an orgasm without even touching my pussy.
I had thought about accepting Clay's invitation to take me out
dancing, but he had been fucking me two to four times a week for
over two months now. The more weight I lost, the more he screwed
me. I estimated that he had already been in me at least 30
times, and I was anxious to try out the effect of my new hot body
on different men.
I did feel a little guilty but not much. Greg's wife had given
me a head's up about all the women Shea was banging at the
dealership and elsewhere. I wasn't really angry with him. It
was as much my fault as his since I had let my weight go and had
busied myself with so many volunteer activities, I didn't have
the time or energy to be a good bed partner for my husband.
Nevertheless, Shea obviously enjoyed giving it to other women,
and I wanted to find out if I enjoyed getting it from other men
as much. Tonight, I hoped to find out.
I saw the neon lights of "The Hot Spot" straight ahead. The
place had a reputation as a rendezvous for lovers and as a pickup
spot for persons interested in trying something new. It also had
a great atmosphere, deep red decor, a darkened dance floor, and
little private alcoves. Two years previously, Shea had taken me
to the place, and before the evening ended, he was fucking me in
the back seat of our car. It was the hottest sex we had had in
years.
I parked the car, checked my makeup in the car's mirror, pulled
the bodice of my dress down a little to expose my tits almost to
the nipples, and walked into "The Hot Spot". As far as I was
concerned at the moment, the real hot spot was between my thighs.
The club was so dimly lit, I had to wait in the entryway for
several minutes to allow my eyes adjust to the darkness. The
hostess asked me if I was waiting for someone. When I said no,
she asked if I wanted a table or if I preferred to sit at the
bar. That was a no-brainer for what I had in mind. I made
certain my hips were undulating as I walked to the bar and took a
seat, crossed my legs, and let the dress fall away from my upper
thighs.
I was worried that none of the men would be interested in an
older woman like me, but that worry was quickly proved to be
pointless as several men descended on me. Over the next hour, I
danced with three different guys, all of whom felt me up on the
darkened dance floor. It was hot, but none of them really
excited me, so I just enjoyed the sensuous feel of their hands
roaming over my buttocks and my breasts, but turned down their
offers to go someplace more private.
Around 9 PM, a young guy in his middle 20s wearing a nice suit
with his collar unbuttoned asked if he could join me. He looked
young and handsome. In addition, his closely trimmed beard gave
him a virile, masculine appearance that never failed to excite
me. We introduced ourselves and then he suggested we go to his
table where it would be more private. This time, I accepted.
He had an already opened a bottle of champagne at his table and
as I was sitting down, he poured us both a glass. As he handed
me mine, he stared boldly at my half-exposed breasts. "Nancy,
you have incredible tits. I can't wait to feel them against me
when we dance."
I could feel my breathing rate increasing as he stared first at
my tits and then lowered his eyes to check out my half exposed
legs. "I can't believe it," he said.
"What can't you believe, Alex?"
"Your legs are sexier than your breasts. Unbelievable."
Then he saw my wedding ring. "I see you're married.
Recently?"
"No.. 17 years now. Does that disqualify me?"
"Hardly. I love married women. They're much more interesting
and exciting than single gals."
"Better in bed?" I asked softly.
"Much. Would you like to dance?"
"Love to."
Alex guided me to a one of the darker corners of the dance
floor and pulled me into his arms. Simultaneously, I felt my
breasts pressing hard against his chest and his erection
thrusting against my mound. As we danced, Alex's cock got harder
and bigger until it felt like an iron-bar rammed against my
crotch. To make matters even hotter, Alex wasn't just pressing
it against my mound; he was thrusting it... back and forth into
the junction of my thighs and pelvis. The sensations it was
creating in my clitoris were electric. Before the second dance
ended, my clit was dancing wildly.
As the third dance began, Alex cupped my breasts and squeezed
them softly. Leaning closer, he whispered, "I'm going to take
them out."
"No... please... don't," I moaned. My protest did me no good.
This randy stud wasn't going to pay any attention to a whimpering
female who couldn't keep her hips still under the assault of the
rigid male shaft grinding against her pussy. With one sure,
swift motion, Alex lowered my bodice and bared both of my large
tits.
We both looked at my swollen nipples at the same time. He bent
his head and sucked them... one after the other... biting them
gently. Spastic contractions rippled through my cunt.
My pussy was still throbbing when his lips released my nipples
and moved upward to capture my mouth in a deep kiss. At the same
time, his hand cupped my ass... hard... really hard... and pulled
my excited pussy hard against his raging erection. My entire
body shuddered helplessly.
His cock was so big... so hard... it felt like it was about to
tear open my dress and panties and drive into my cunt right there
on the dance floor. I had to see it! Pulling back from him so I
could see between our bodies, I looked down at his crotch. The
sight was erotic... obscene. Fluids gushed from my pulsing
vagina. Alex's pants were hugely tented as his organ struggled
to escape and get into me. The sight was just awesome.
Moving back into his arms, my arms dropped from around his
shoulders to allow my hand to capture his monster organ. We
moved slowly about the dark floor, his hands clutching my ass,
mine squeezing and stroking his hard shaft.
"Go on. Take it out. You know you want to," he whispered in
my ear.
I hesitated. Alex squeezed my ass and said softly, but with
masculine authority, "I said get down there and take it out!"
A small orgasm surged through my vagina and clit at the thought
of being ordered to remove a near-stranger's penis on a dance
floor. I knew I was going to do it, and what was even more
erotic was that Alex knew I was going to do it.
Kneeling in front of him with two couples watching me, I
lowered his pants and grasped the huge organ in my hand, molding
the material of his shorts around the thick sex cylinder. Alex's
hand squeezed my tit and grunted with male pleasure. "Take it
out and suck it, Nancy. Suck it right here!"
As soon as I pulled Alex's shorts down, the engorged, throbbing
cock surged out and upward, a rigid, thick, jerking male spike
that sent shivers of fear and desire through my body. It would
have scared and thrilled any woman. Grasping the swollen shaft
in my left hand, I stretched my mouth wide and took two inches of
the organ into my mouth.
"Of fuck! That's so damn hot... sucking me with your wedding
ring touching my cock," Alex groaned.
Looking up at him, I moaned, "Are you going to fuck me?"
"Of course, I'm going to fuck you, Nancy. This is just the
foreplay."
"Please... take me somewhere more private so you can do it to
me. I can't wait any longer."
Alex pulled me to my feet, kissed me... replaced my tits inside
my dress, pulled up his pants, and dropped some money on the
table to pay the tab, and led me out of "The Hot Spot". I was
panting... my hot spot gushing sex cream down my thighs.
Alex led me out to the parking lot, his hand under my dress
caressing my ass. Halfway to his car, h removed my tits and had
me walk the rest of the way across the lot with both of my
breasts bouncing with each step. My secretions had long since
soaked through my sodden panties and were now coating my thighs.
As soon as he had me inside his car in the back seat, he
ordered me to suck it... all the way... like a woman was supposed
to suck a man, he said.
"I can't suck all of it," I whined. "It's too big."
"You've been married 17 years and haven't yet learned to
properly suck a man's cock. It's time you learned. Your husband
can send a thank you note later. Bend your head back... make a
straight tube of your mouth and throat and take my cock in. Push
it against the back of your throat... when you gag...stop.. don't
pull away... when the gagging stops, push more cock down your
throat. Understand?"
I nodded, still frightened of his throbbing, thick phallus that
was slapping my face.
"Good. Suck it. All the way, Nancy."
It took me at least 5 minutes to work the big rod down my
throat, but finally I got it inside and much to my amazement,
once I had the big head securely lodged inside my throat, it was
easy to take the rest of it all the way down.
"Oh yeah, Honey... That's the way... Ohhh fuck... What a hot
cocksucker you are, Nancy. Suck my big cock, Woman. Make it
big...hard... wet... and ready to fuck you, Honey," he urged. It
was unnecessary. I was possessed with desire to suck him... to
spread for him.
I continued sucking, his balls slapping my chin on each stroke,
until he pulled out and whispered, "Are you ready to be fucked in
your hot married pussy, Nancy?"
"Oohhhh gawd YES! Stick it in meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee... Give it to
me... hard!" I screamed.
Alex spread me wide open on the back seat, one of my legs up on
his shoulder to totally expose my pussy and allow him to watch
his cock stretching me open and sinking into my hot and more than
ready cunt. The big head pressed against my opening bringing a
hot moan of lust from my lungs. He pushed harder and my pussy
stretched open to admit its conqueror.
"AAAAHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhh.... god.... WHAT A COCK... OOOHHHH FUCK
MEEEE!"
Alex gave me four inches and I wailed in hot heat. Two more
inches of cock sank into me. My hips hammered wildly on the
seat, thrusting upward in an effort to get the rest of the
wonderful shaft up my pussy. Alex slipped his hands beneath my
ass and drove his entire length into my hole. A scream of pain
erupted. He stopped until my pussy got used to his girth... then
the fucking started, and my screams of pain turned into screams
of intense female desire and passion. Every time he rammed me, I
hissed with pleasure.
It only took him a couple of minutes to make me cum. When my
vagina exploded, my secretions filled my hole as they were unable
to escape Alex had my cunt so tightly plugged with his cock. A
minute later, I came again. After that, it seemed like I was
having near continuous orgasms.
Alex pulled me on top of his body. "Fuck yourself on it," he
ordered. My hips went into overdrive as I rammed myself up and
down. Each time that spike drove into my belly, I screamed...
soon, I was screaming continuously. I saw two men looking in the
window of the car watching Alex fucking me. That excited me even
more.
I spread my legs wide open so they could see Alex's cock
hammering in and out of my widely stretched vagina. Alex saw the
two guys and they gave each other a "thumbs up" sign. "I'm gonna
put a load into you, Nancy," Alex warned. I was climaxing at the
time and could do nothing but moan and grunt. A moment later, I
felt that giant organ flexing and throbbing inside my pussy.
Then, I felt the wetness filling me... his cock began making hot
squishing sounds as it pumped in and out of my hole, churning the
cum load into a thick white froth.
After ejaculating inside me, Alex pushed me onto my back on the
seat and went down on my cum-filled pussy. "You don't have to do
that, Honey," I moaned, hoping he would anyway. He did, and a
minute later, he had me screaming in the throes of another
intense climax, this time on his tongue.
Alex didn't stop after he had gotten me off on his tongue.
Instead, he continue to move his talented tongue around my pussy,
up and down my soaked sex trench, and onto my engorged, dancing
clitoris until he had me writhing and moaning again. I thought
he intended to make me cum again on his tongue, but he had other
plans for my throbbing vagina.
Mounting me, he drove his newly hardened organ back into my
waiting cunt. "AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH..." came my moan as I again
felt his girth stretching me wide open.
"Wrap your legs around my waist, Nancy. We're going to fuck
like this until either I'm unable to get it up any longer or
until we're both totally exhausted."
His words made me shudder... in both near exhaustion and wild
anticipation.
The big cock began its fuck motions in and out of my waiting
pussy. Alex drove each stroke all the way to my cervix then
stopped and ground the base of his cock against my enflamed
clitoris. He had me cumming almost immediately.
The fucking went on and on... I came again... then once more.
Finally, I felt his penis expanding... throbbing...
contracting... shooting... pumping cum into me in thick jets.
After his orgasm, Alex's slowly ended his fuck motions and we
lay in a tight embrace, my legs still circling his waist, his
cock still deep inside my cunt where it twitched weakly. We
rested that way for maybe 10 minutes before Alex lifted his body
off mine supporting himself with his arms. Looking down into my
totally satisfied face, he smiled.
"Lady, you are one unbelievable, fantastic fuck! I know women
hate being called a "piece of ass", but I have to tell you, you
are the best, hottest, wildest piece of ass I've ever had in my
life! Can I see you again? Please say yes."
====================================
The Morning After:
It was almost 2 AM before I dragged myself into our house.
Fortunately, everyone was asleep by that time. The last thing I
wanted to do was wake Shea up and have him want sex. So, I slept
in the guest bedroom. I was almost noon the next day before I
awoke.
I took a shower, douched, fixed my face, and put on a sweater
and a pair of jeans and finally got downstairs close to 1 PM.
Shea had already left for his Sunday golf game, but Vicki was
sitting at the table waiting for me.
"Hi, you look absolutely radiant this morning... just glowing,
Mom. I think you had a good time last night."
I just smiled sweetly. "Any coffee?"
"Not only do we have coffee, but when I heard the shower going,
I made us a late breakfast... eggs, bacon, toast, fruit, and
coffee. How's that sound?"
"My god... that's too good to be true. Thank you, Honey. Let
me help you get every thing on the table."
As we ate, Vicki kept giving me knowing looks followed by a big
grin. "What are you grinning at this morning, young lady?"
"At my hot Mom. What else? You got it last night, didn't
you?"
For an answer, I raised my eyes and grinned. "Please don't
tell your father."
"No way! Ok. Come on. Dad's playing golf for the next 3
hours or so. Keith's out of the house until later tonight.
We're alone. Tell me. It's your turn, like you said."
"I know. Are you sure it's not going to gross you out hearing
how naughty your mother can be?"
"Again... No way! It's just going to excite me."
"All right, but turn about is fair play. Ok?"
"That's what I said, it's your turn to tell me all the hot
details just like I told you when I did it with Don Friday
night."
"It's my turn to tell you all the hot details, and it's your
turn to masturbate while I'm telling you. Just like I did when
you told me. Is it a deal or not? Your choice."
"That's gonna be really embarrassing ... doing it in front of
my mother."
"I did it in front of my daughter... you think that didn't
embarrass me? But I understand... let's just forget it."
"No... that's not fair. I want you to tell me like I told
you."
"Sure... but you know what you have to do while I tell you."
"All right... I'll do it. Go ahead."
-----------------------------
I related every thing... start to finish. It took almost a
half hour. By the time I was halfway through the story, Vicki
had abandoned any pretense at modesty. She had her clothes off
and was frantically rubbing her clit. Each time I got to a
particularly erotic part, she rubbed faster and came.
By the time I was describing how I had encircled my lover's
waist with my legs while he pounded me for almost 20 minutes,
Vicki had two fingers thrusting in and out of her pussy. When I
finished, she groaned and had an intense orgasm on those two
fingers.
-----------------------------
Sunday evening, Shea was full of questions. "Where were you
last night?"
"You went out to enjoy yourself... so did I. Don't you think
that's fair?"
"Yeah, sure," he conceded. "But where did you go?"
"I went out to dinner and then went to the Marriott lounge.
They have a live band on Saturday night. I had several drinks...
got a little tipsy but not really drunk. No hangover today. I
danced with several nice men until closing time... and then came
home."
"That's all you did? Have a few drinks and dance? You didn't
have sex with any of the men?"
"You know, that's a pretty insulting thing to ask me. Have I
ever asked you if you have sex with any of your customers at work
or with that blonde secretary, Gloria? Have I?"
"No," my husband conceded. "No, you've never asked."
"Thank you. I expect the same consideration from you."
It was obvious Shea was not satisfied with my story, but the he
really had no way to go any further. As soon as I had mentioned
him having sex with other women, he pretty much had to drop the
subject. Actually, I wasn't at all angry with him for screwing
Gloria or some of his female customers who were ready and
willing. I had just discovered, thanks to Alex and Clay, how
incredibly erotic and hot variety in sex can be. I was certain
my husband liked it as much as I did.
=================================
Shea's Quandray:
All week long at work, I couldn't stop thinking about my wife's
actions Saturday night while I was playing poker. Was it just
dinner and later some drinks and dancing at the Marriott? Or did
she fuck some guy? Or maybe it was guys... more than one. The
thought both angered me and excited me.
It was obvious that with her new appearance, Nancy was easily
attractive enough to lure a man between her thighs if she wanted
to. And it was also true that I wasn't fucking her nearly as
much as I should be. The problem, of course, was that Gloria,
Margo, Vera, and some others were keeping me so drained, I didn't
have much left for Nancy. But even so, I had put a load into her
Wednesday evening. I was pretty certain that screwing would
satisfy her for a week or two
Even though I was screwing a lot of women, I didn't want my
wife spreading her legs for a bunch of different men. It just
wasn't the same thing, I reasoned. "Guys are supposed to get
into as many women as they can... wives are supposed to keep the
home and be faithful," I told myself. I knew that the double
standard wasn't fair, but that was the way I felt anyway. I just
had to find out if my wife was cheating on me.
Truthfully, I didn't really believe she would cheat. She might
have done a little more Saturday night than just dance... maybe
let a few guys feel her up... maybe even finger fuck her, but
that's absolutely as far as she would have ever gone. Nancy had
a new good-looking body, but down deep, I thought she was still
the same old, conservative, somewhat prudish woman. No need to
worry.
Snapping out of my funk over my wife, I realized that I had a
date tonight with Vera. She had even suggested that we let her
husband watch. I wasn't sure about that, but I did know that I
had to set up a plan to get out of the house that evening. I
dialed my house and on the second ring, Nancy answered.
"Hi, Honey. It's Shea. Just called to let you know that I'm
way behind on filling out the orders for the new model cars so
I'm going to have to come back to work tonight right after
dinner. I'm sorry."
"No need to apologize, Hun. I know how hard you work to
satisfy your customers. I'll have a really nice dinner ready for
you... your favorite... steak with onions, fries, salad, and a
cheesecake for dessert."
"Fantastic. Thank you. See you around 5:30 or so."
When I hung up, I thought how ridiculous my worries were.
Nancy was a homebody, and I was very lucky to have her.
Dinner that evening was even better than I had imagined. It
was obvious that Nancy had spent over an hour getting it ready.
Keith ate quickly and then ran off to play a video game. Vicki
stayed at the table throughout the meal. When it was time for
the cheesecake, Nancy declined.
"Vicki, will you be a darling and serve you and your father
some cheesecake and coffee. I got to watch my weight, and I need
to get upstairs and change or I'll be late."
"No problem, Mom. I'll take care of it and also wash the
dishes for you."
"That's wonderful. Thank you, Honey."
"Where's your mom going this evening that she has to change?" I
asked after Nancy had left.
"I think she's going out with one of her friends. Didn't you
say you had to work tonight? I guess mom is going out so she
won't have to be alone. How's the cheesecake? It's homemade."
"It's fantastic. Can you cook, Vicki?"
"Not like Mom, but she's teaching me. She's teaching me a lot
of things. She's just wonderful!"
I knew I ought to be happy with my daughter's statement, but
for some reason, it bothered me. I became even more bothered
when my wife came back to the kitchen after changing. She was
now wearing a short black skirt, a blue pullover top that left
her shoulders bare and exposed a generous amount of cleavage, and
a pair of black pumps with 4-inch heels. Her legs were bare.
"Where are you going wearing that outfit?" I asked in a
perturbed voice.
"Out with one of my friends. Have a couple of drinks...
complain about our husbands, dance a little. Typical girl stuff.
I didn't want to sit here alone all evening. What's wrong with
this outfit anyway? I think I look very nice. What do you think
Vicki?"
"I think you look great, Mom!"
"See, our daughter approves. Are you Ok, Shea?"
"Yeah... I'm fine. Just working too hard. And I agree, you do
look great. Absolutely great!"
"Why thank you, Sir. You wouldn't be trying to sweet talk me
for later tonight would you?"
I felt my face flush. "What a thing to say," I thought to
myself. Particularly with our daughter sitting right here and
listening.
"Whoops. I'm gonna be late. Gotta run. See you later
tonight, Honey."
"Ok," I stammered, uncertain as to what to say. Finally, I
just blurted it out. "Are you wearing anything under that
skirt?"
As soon as I said it, I expected my wife to explode in anger.
Instead, she grinned, came over beside me, and said softly,
"Would you like for me to be naked under my skirt, Honey?"
"Well.. yes... No! I mean no, of course not. It wouldn't
be... you know."
"It might not be proper, Darling, but it would be very, very
sexy don't you think?"
I choked on my coffee and coughed several times.
"But I hate to disappoint you, Honey, but I'm wearing panties.
But, being a man, I know you want to check it out. See for
yourself."
Nancy turned her butt in my direction, unsnapped her skirt, and
lowered it below her butt revealing her tight, skimpy blue bikini
panties. They were so brief that most of her buttocks were bare
and the crotch band disappeared into the crease of her ass before
it vanished from sight between her thighs. I wondered if the
crotch was also sunk into her pussy slit so that her lips were on
display. I didn't have enough nerve to ask her to let me see.
"Satisfied?" my wife asked as she pulled her skirt back up and
fastened it. "Gotta go, Baby. See you later tonight." A moment
later she out the front door and gone.
"I thought Mom really looked hot, didn't you, Dad?"
"What kind of statement is that about your mother, Vicki?"
"Just what is says. Mom is a beautiful woman, or haven't you
noticed? She's also a great mom... best of anyone I know. She
liked my complement."
"Well, I don't know if I like my wife going out wearing an
outfit like that."
"I suppose I can understand that. The old double standard.
But, I don't think you have a lot to say about it, Dad. You're a
very lucky man to have a beautiful wife. If I were a man, I'd be
making certain that I kept her happy. Just a word to the wise
not from your daughter but from a young woman."
"When I want marital advice from you, Vicki, I'll ask you.
Ok?"
"Absolutely. Won't happen again. Sorry. Now I need to get
busy on my homework and you have to go ... where was it... oh
yes... back to work."
I sat alone at the table for 30 minutes fuming... not certain
about what, but still fuming. I just had to know what my wife
was doing.
-----------------------------
After Vicki was in her room studying, I called Vera. "Vera,
It's Shea."
"Hi, Honey. I got us a room at the Holiday Inn, but Hank
really wishes you would come over to our place so he can watch.
He promises to stay out of the way... he'll even hide somewhere
and watch if you like."
"Vera, I've got some good news and some bad news. Which do you
want first?"
"Well... give me the bad news first."
"I've managed to come up with an excuse with my wife to get
away this evening but only for an hour or so. Then I have to
leave for home."
"Shit! And the good news?"
"I'll be at your place in 15 minutes. And Hank doesn't have to
hide unless he wants to."
"Oh, he'll love that. Thanks, Shea. You know if you will tell
your wife, we might be able to have a foursome and then you
wouldn't have to sneak around on her."
"I'll think about it."
--------------------------
"Oohhhh gawd! Fuck me, Stud. Fuck my hot married cunt,
Shea...AAAHHHHHHHH... give it to meeeeeeeeee!! Vera wailed as
she exploded in her third orgasm in the last 20 minutes.
Hank continued to sit in in the lounge chair at the foot of the
bed watching. He had started out fully clothed, but after his
wife had had her first orgasm, he had taken out his 5-inch cock
and begun to jerk off. Now, as his wife howled in her third
orgasm, he was naked, his legs extended in front of him, hips
arched high as he jerked his little dick. I did have to give
the guy credit, however for having a rapid reloading sex gun as
he had already shot off two loads and looked about to pump out
his third.
I crawled between Vera's gaping thighs and licked up the length
of her split. She grunted. I sucked in her throbbing clit, and
her grunts changed to moans. Ten minutes of tongue on her
clitoris drove her over the edge to her fourth climax. Just as I
felt her clitoris throbbing and dancing under my tongue as she
came, I heard Hank grunting beside the bed. I glanced up and saw
that he was jacking off on his wife's face as she came.
I was about to turn his wife onto her hands and knees to pump
my second load into her in doggy position when Hank made a
request.
"Shea, would you fuck her in missionary position with her legs
up high. I would love to see your big cock pumping in and out of
her cunt."
"Why not," I said congenially as I slid my arms beneath Vera's
legs and levered them high into the air. She spread them wide
and made a perfect target of her cunt."
"Hank, you want me fuck your wife in her cunt or in her ass?"
"Would you mind screwing her in her cunt this time, Shea. Next
time, you can use her ass."
Leaning close to Vera, I whispered, "Your husband wants me to
fuck your hot cunt, Vera."
"Do what the man asks, Honey. Fuck it into me!"
I slammed it in, and ten minutes later my second load pumped
into Vera's cunt as Hank shot another load all over the bed
covers while his wife was screaming that she was cumming again.
====================================
Shea Investigates:
I managed to get away after an hour of a half screwing Vera. I
was amazed to realize that I would have preferred not to get
together with Vera and Hank that evening so I would have more
time to try to find out what my wife was doing.
She had been gone a little less than two hours and I was pretty
certain that whatever was going to happen that evening wasn't
completed in that period of time. I just had to find where she
had gone.
Nancy had a personalized car tag so that I didn't need to go
into all the lounges. I could just drive through the parking lot
checking the cars until I find hers. I started with the Marriott
Inn where she said he had gone the previous Saturday night. No
luck. I didn't find her car at the Hilton nor at the Holiday
Inn. There were some on the far side of the city, but I didn't
think she would bother to drive that far.
As I cruised around, I remembered that Nancy and I had had a
really great time at "The Hot Spot", so I decided to check that
out. I found her car with a few minutes of entering the parking
lot. Now I had to decide what to do. I certainly didn't want
her to catch me spying on her. In the first place, that would be
embarrassing by itself, and in the second place, I was supposed
to be working at the dealership and would have a very hard time
explaining how I had managed to get away to come to The Hot Spot.
Hoping I wouldn't bump into my wife, I entered and paid the $10
cover charge. The hostess asked me if I wanted a table, and I
told her no... that I was meeting someone who already had a
table. She nodded and left me to my own devices.
Fortunately, the club is very dimly lit... almost dark, so it
wasn't going to be too hard to hide in the shadows and watch. I
would have a hard time seeing every thing but that was a small
price to pay for the security of not being caught by my wife.
I scanned the room and saw Nancy sitting in a booth with a guy.
On the other side of the booth was another couple. I thought I
recognized the other woman as being someone in Nancy's exercise
class, but I couldn't be certain. I had only seen the class once
or twice.
Both couples were drinking, talking and laughing, and generally
having a very good time. I wasn't too happy about seeing my wife
sitting beside another man, but I could still smell the aroma of
Vera's cunt on me so I wasn't well placed to throw stones.
At that moment, my wife and her male friend got up and went out
on the dance floor. The floor is even more poorly lighted than
the rest of the club, and I had to move closer to see. When I
had a clear view, I saw they were on floor but what they were
doing had very little resemblance to dancing. The guy had his
hands under my wife's short skirt, and I could tell he was
kneading her buttocks as they sort of swayed in place to the
music. Nancy's feet were too widely spread to allow her to
dance, but they were in perfect position for her partner caress
and feel her cunt.
For a moment, I wondered if he had his hands under those blue
panties I had see on her earlier in the evening. Then I realized
that they had been here at least an hour and a half. There was
no way he wasn't in my wife panties by this time. Now I wondered
if she still had her panties on.
My wife's hips were thrusting against her male friend. His
hips were thrusting against her at the same time. I wondered if
he had his cock out and was actually fucking my wife right there
on the dance floor. It certainly looked like he might be. My
wife's legs were far enough apart to allow him entry to her cunt.
They were both humping just as they would have been if he were
giving her a stand-up fuck. But, he was three inches taller than
my wife and he didn't have his knees bent, so he couldn't have it
in her pussy. They had to be dry fucking.
Suddenly, I saw my wife's body shaking. She grabbed hold of
her partner and he held her tightly with his arms as she
shuddered and shook, obviously having an orgasm. He might not be
fucking her, but the friction of his cock against her clit had
done the job anyway. When her orgasm ebbed, he took her back to
the booth.
The other couple were obviously aware of what had happened. I
could see a lot of animated discussion that led to the other
couple going out onto the floor where they proceeded to "dance"
the same way my wife and her friend had been doing. As soon as
they were on the floor, the woman spread her legs exactly like my
wife had done, and her partner slipped his hands under skirt and
pulled her against his erection. I saw her squirming... probably
because he was getting his hands inside her panties. Their hips
rammed back and forth together in fuck motions. It took just a
few minutes to make the woman cum.
It didn't take rocket science for me to figure out where this
was leading. Both women had just gotten off but the men hadn't.
They both had to have painful erections that they fully expected
the women to service. I certainly would have. I could see the
men discussing the situation with my wife and her friend. They
were laughing and obviously teasing the men about their
condition. I wondered if I would have to intervene to keep my
wife from being raped.
The two couples ordered another round of drinks after which the
conversation seemed to become more subdued and more serious. The
women were ignoring their drinks and appeared not be saying much.
Slowly their heads fell backward, their tongues appeared, and
their backs arched. Both men had their arms beneath the table
top. The women's bodies began to undulate on the seats. It
seemed like their hips were thrusting, but it was too dark to
tell. The only thing that was certain was that both women were
having their clits stroked and being finger fucked. It took the
men less than five minutes to make the women climax.
About ten minutes later, both couples paid their bills and got
up to leave. They were out the side door before I realized what
was happening, and by the time I got to the parking lot, there
was no sign of either couple. I ran back to where my wife's car
was parked. It was still parked in its original spot, but no one
was inside.
Not having any other bright ideas, I walked around the parking
lot for next 10 minutes looking for any sign of either couple.
Finally I notice a Buick parked at the far in the of the lot. I
didn't recognize the car, but the way the rear of the car was
bouncing seemed significant.
The bouncing continued, gradually increased, and abruptly
slowed and stopped. About five minutes later, a couple I didn't
recognize got out of the back seat. The woman stood by the side
of the car and put on her panties while the guy zipped up his
pants. After that, they walked back into the club.
I drove around for 30 minutes trying to find my wife and her
friend without any luck. Finally, there was nothing left to do
but go home and wait for my wife to show up. As I drove home, I
was shocked to realize that I had a raging hard on. By the time
I arrived back at our house, I had come to a much better
understanding of Vera's husband.
-------------------------------
I was still up when my wife came in our front door... alone. I
half expected her clothes to look disheveled and her makeup
smeared, but except for her mussed up hairdo, she looked fine.
"Hi, Honey. You're still up. I was afraid you would be
asleep. Thank you for waiting up."
She came over to where I was sitting on the couch, sat down on
my lap, and kissed me passionately. A moment later, she kissed
me again as her ass began grinding into my erection.
"Oh...I like that! You're hard waiting for me! MMmmmmmmm!"
"Where did you go tonight?"
"I told you. I went out for the evening with a friend of mine
from exercise class."
"Where did you go?"
"Why the third degree? I didn't submit 20 questions about your
having to work tonight?"
"I know, but I'm just worried. Where did you go?"
"We went to the Starbucks and had coffee and dessert and then
we went to "The Hot Spot" club for drinks and dancing."
I breathed a sigh of relief that my wife had told me the truth
at least about where she had gone. You dance with anyone?"
"Yes, we did. That's why we went there... to dance. A couple
of guys came over and asked us to dance and we spent a couple of
hours with them... drinking... dancing."
"Did you have sex with them?"
"Did you have sex with anyone tonight while you were supposed
to be at work?" my wife responded with a smile and no trace of
anger.
"Of course not! I told you. I had to work on the orders for
the new cars."
"I know you did, Darling, and no, I didn't have sex with anyone
tonight. It was just girl chat with my friend, a few drinks and
dancing."
"And that's all that happened?"
"Well, we both flirted with them and they felt us up some on
the dance floor. But it was just sexy fun. That's why I'm glad
you waited up for me, Darling. I'm so turned on and hot for you,
I'm creaming all over myself. I need to be fucked... bad. Take
your hot wife to bed, Baby."
I was still upset and very skeptical, but my hard cock made the
decision for me. A very short time later, we were both naked in
our bed. Nancy was on her back, legs up and spread, begging me
to hurry. I mounted my moaning wife, held her hips in place, and
thrust my rigid shaft between her open legs. I slid smoothly and
easily into her wet and very slick pussy on the first thrust.
An hour later, I was gasping as my third load spewed into her
throbbing cunt. She was howling in the throes of her fourth or
fifth orgasm at the time. It was awesome! My wife had been a
fantastic fuck... a luscious, hot, wet, throbbing piece of
delectable ass. But I still didn't know if other men were
fucking her or not.
===================================
Tuesday: A Hot Rendezvous:
After the children and Shea had left, I washed the breakfast
dishes, took a long bath, fixed my makeup, picked out the clothes
I intended to wear later that day. On the way to my exercise
class, I smiled wickedly to myself as my thoughts returned to the
previous Saturday night.
Carl had been absolutely wild to fuck me. His prick was so
hard he told me several times that it hurt. After he had made me
cum on the dance floor, his erection had surged to new heights...
it was throbbing and hard as stone. Then, later in the booth,
after Carl and his buddy James had made both Carol and I cum, the
men had had all the teasing they intended to take from the two
us. We were informed in no uncertain terms that it was time to
fuck!
Carol and I hardly had time to catch our breath after our
orgasms before the men had paid the tab and were hustling us out
of the club into the parking lot. James was leading Carol to his
car with his hand on her ass, rubbing and stroking it. Before he
let her get into the car, he took her panties off. Then, he
kissed her and pulled her dress up around her hips. She had
gotten in the car just like that.
Carl took a different approach with me. He had my tits out as
I was led to his car. Just as Carl was opening the door of his
car for me to get in, I glanced at my watch and was shocked to
realize that it was already almost midnight. I knew Shea would
be home by this time, and I couldn't afford to be any later.
When I had told Carl I didn't have enough time to go to a hotel
with him, he was livid with anger, and I didn't blame him a bit.
He had already gotten me off twice inside the club, but he still
had a completely unsatisfied cock that was so hard it was
painful.
"Please don't be mad, Honey," I had pleaded. That had
dissipated Carl's anger somewhat, but he was still hugely
disappointed. He brightened up considerably when I whispered,
"I'll make it up to Tuesday afternoon while my husband is at
work. Get us a room somewhere, give me call on my cell phone,
and I'll meet you at 1 PM. We'll have three hours for nothing
but hot sex. Ok?"
I shivered remembering his response: "That sounds fantastic,
but I'll go crazy before Tuesday with this monster hard-on." He
had put my hand on it, and I had shivered with lust just from
feeling that huge fuck stick.
"I need it as bad as you do, Baby," I had gasped. Quickly, I
had bent over the hood of Carl's car, yanked my short skirt up
around my hips, and looked back at him over my shoulder, "Pull my
panties down, Carl, and fuck me hard and fast... shoot that big
load up my cunt, Stud!" Less than a minute later, Carl had
filled my cunt with his monster cum load.
One the drive home, I had stopped at Holiday Inn and gone to
the ladies room where I had fixed my makeup, used a disposal
douche to clean my pussy, and then put my panties back on. Gawd!
The slutty feeling I had was simply delicious!
Carl had called Monday afternoon just before Shea came in from
work to give me hotel and the room number. His voice had been so
intense, I could almost feel the man's raging lust. There no
doubt that I was going to get an incredible fucking later this
afternoon.
---------------------
It was 11:25 when I got back from my exercise class.
Naturally, Clay had tried to get me into his office, but I felt
like I owed it to Carl to be fresh and ready for him. So I
promised Clay that on Wednesday, I would make it up to him. It
seemed like I had been promising a lot of men that same thing
lately.
After taking a quick shower and refreshing my makeup, I made a
last moment decision to wear exactly the same outfit I had worn
Saturday night, even down to my skimpy blue panties. I thought
it would help recreate the intense excitement we had both felt
just before the late hour had made it necessary to postpone the
real sex until this afternoon. I made certain I had another
disposal douche with me and headed out. My panties were already
soaked.
--------------------
As soon as I knocked on the door to Room 419, Carl opened the
door. One glance, and I knew he was as hot as he had been
Saturday night. Dressed only in his jockey briefs, it was
obvious that the skimpy briefs were no where near up to the task
of containing this stud's raging erection. Three big, thick
inches of hard cock had forced its way out of the top of his
briefs. The dark purple head looked swollen, enflamed with lust
with a stream of precum leaking from its open tip.
I was on my knees before Carl could even speak. With one
motion, I had his briefs down below his ass. His thick sex gun
reared upward, jerking wildly in the air. When I ran my fingers
over the head, Carl groaned. Starting at his tight balls, I ran
my tongue over his scrotum... then up the underside of his
engorged penis onto the head where I let the tip of my tongue
repeatedly circle the big cock ridge.
By this time, the prick was rigid as steel... standing almost
straight up, incredibly swollen with blood. When my lips closed
over the big head and sensuously slid down the cock head onto the
thick shaft, my mouth was stretched into a huge round hole.
Inside, the cock jerked, reared, throbbed. Carl held my head and
drove it to the back of my mouth against the opening to my
throat.
"Can you take it down your throat, Nancy?" he moaned, unable to
keep his hips still against the incredible sensation of my
sucking mouth.
"Mmmmm--hun," I said nodding my head. Carl pushed harder and
the big shaft slid down my throat. I cupped his balls and sucked
harder. He pushed deeper... the cock head making my throat bulge
out as it moved deeper until his balls were against my chin.
Slowly, he pulled out ... than pushed back in... out... in...
fucking my mouth.
I thought Carl would shoot down my throat, but he pulled his
thick rod out of my mouth. It was now standing straight up, he
was so hard and ready. He wanted to put his first load some
other place, and I knew exactly where that place was.
Standing up, I turned dropped my skirt to the floor and pulled
my sweater over my head. Dressed only in my blue panties and
heels, I turned my ass toward him, smiled, and seductively
lowered my panties until they were below my ass.
"Lose the panties, Nancy. NOW!" he commanded. I kicked the
flimsy blue garment in the corner, sat down, and spread my legs
wide open exposing my wet and very, very ready cunt.
"Come on, Carl. Punish me for making you wait Saturday night.
Fuck the shit out of me, Stud!"
Over the next three hours, he did exactly that!
After two and a half hours of intense sex, Carl had emptied his
balls into my pussy and mouth three times, and I had at least a
dozen orgasms. He seemed unable to get it up again, so I kissed
him, and began to get dressed.
"Don't leave yet," he whispered.
"Sorry... I thought you were done. I've got another 30 minutes
if you want me again."
"I do... very much. But this time, I want your ass. Suck me
hard again, Honey, and let me fuck that sexy ass of yours."
It only took me about 10 minutes of sucking his cock to produce
another very stiff erection that was plenty hard enough to get
into my ass. "I think it's ready for my ass, Baby. Do it to me,
Honey," I moaned.
Carl took it very slowly with lots of lube. Even so, it took
him almost 10 minutes before he had his cock fully buried in my
ass. He gave me time to become accustomed to his girth. Then,
he began to fuck me slowly and deeply. Very quickly, he had me
moaning and begging him to do it harder... faster... to really
give it to me. He did. I came twice before he ejaculated deep
inside my ass. When he pulled it out, we still had five minutes
to spare.
================================
Separate Room Swinging: New Style:
After my rendezvous with Carl, he had apparently told his buddy
James that I was good in bed because on Thursday, James called me
on my cell and asked if I would meet him at the Best Western
hotel on Jackson street Friday afternoon.
"What time?"
"You name it, Nancy. I'll get us a room at whatever time you
say."
"How about 2 PM? Give me a call when you have the room and let
me know the room number.
------------------------------
The intercom buzzer sounded on my desk at the agency. "Mr.
Rainford, Mrs. Williams is on the phone about getting some
service on their car."
"Ok. I'll take it." I waited until I saw Gloria hang up her
phone and then answered, "Mr. Rainford speaking. How can I help
you?"
Margo's sexy voice came back immediately. "Oh, Mr. Rainford,
I'm a very good customer... very good. And I'm desperately in
need of service. Can you service me soon?"
"I think I can get to the root of your problem Friday
afternoon. But it's probably going to take a couple of hours to
root down deep and get at your problem, Ms. Williams."
"Oh I understand. Please root it out. Go down really deep and
find all my little problems, Mr. Rainford. I really need
servicing. Where should I bring my unit for servicing, Mr.
Rainford?"
"I'll get a room at the Best Western hotel... Bring your unit
there at 2 PM and we'll get to the very bottom of your unit and
root out all the problem areas."
--------------------------------
At slightly after 2 PM the following Friday, Shea Rainford and
James Talbert entered the lobby of the Best Western. Both men
were almost running, apparently late for some appointment. They
reached the front desk almost simultaneously. While Talbart was
talking to the male clerk at one end of the desk, Shea was asking
his female assistant for the key to the room he had reserved.
As luck would have it, both men obtained their room keys at
nearly the same time and both found themselves standing
side-by-side waiting for the elevator. "You look like you're
late for something," James commented to the man beside him.
"Yeah, I am, and she's not going to be happy. I can tell you
that. How about you. You look to be in a hell of a rush
yourself."
"Same problem as you buddy. Got a hot date and I'm late...
just like you, and she's not gonna be pleased either."
When the elevator reached the fifth floor, both men rushed
toward the open doors at the same time and bumped into each
other. Simultaneously, both men laughed at the ludicrous
situation. When they had exited the elevator, both men turned in
the same direction.
"You know this is one hell of a coincidence," Shea remarked.
"It is! It damn sure is," James said in agreement.
When James reached room 521, he stopped and fitted his swipe
key in the sliding lock. As his door opened, he saw the other
man had moved three doors further down the hallway and was
entering 527.
-----------------------------------
As Shea pushed the door to 527 open, he saw a nearly naked
Margo sitting on the end of the bed in just a top that exposed
half of her tits and pair of black heels. She was naked below
the waist. Only the fact that she had her legs seductively
crossed concealed her cunt.
"You sexy Bastard!", she hissed. "I was just about to call for
a bellhop to come service me. I'm simmering, Lover. Come take
care of my problem, Baby!"
-----------------------------------
James' cock surged when he saw Nancy sitting on the bed wearing
a dress that exposed over half of her huge tits. She had the
dress up around her hips and her legs spread wide open exposing
her sodden panties that were plastered against her throbbing
pussy. She raised her eyes and her legs opened wider, her hips
thrust upward to present her sex.
"I was afraid you had decided you didn't want to fuck me, Baby.
I've been fingering my pussy for five minutes waiting on you.
Would you like to take over that job for me?"
------------------------------------
"Damn! Margo. You are one hot, sexy woman. Are you wearing
anything except that top?"
"Do you think I'd meet a man in a hotel room naked below the
waist, Shea?"
"Yeah. I think you might. Show me. Uncross your legs and
lets see it."
"You want to see my pussy, Honey? My ass? Does it excite you?
Get your big cock hard?"
"Come on, you hot-assed tease. Show it to me!"
Margo laid back on the bed and slowly lifted both legs high in
the air while keeping her ankles crossed. Even so, the
delectable wet slit of her cunt peeked from between her thighs.
She lifted them higher exposing her hot ass and the puckered
starfish that she had lubed before leaving for the hotel.
"I'm showing you mine, Baby. Take out that big prick, Stud.
Show it to me."
---------------------------------
"My god... Carl said you were the hottest pussy he's ever
fucked. I can see why he thinks so. Take off that dress, Nancy.
Lose the panties. I can't wait to see your big tits...naked...
hanging."
Nancy pulled her dress over her head letting her 38DD globes
swing freely as she wore no bra.
"Bend over, Honey. I wanna see them dangling and swinging."
Getting on all fours, Nancy undulated her body causing her big
tits to swing sensuously back and forth. Slowly, she pulled her
panties over her ass and down her thighs until James could easily
see both her asshole and the open hole of her cunt.
---------------------------------
In Room 527, Shea had stripped naked, and Margo was rubbing her
pussy as she stared at the thick, hard, pulsing shaft of man
meat. Her cunt throbbed in anticipation.
"Get naked, you hot fuck Slut. Get naked and spread wide open
for me, Baby."
In Room 521, James' voice was a deep masculine growl of lust,
"Get naked, you hot fuck Slut! Nothing but the heels. Spread
it. Show me what I'm going to be fucking."
Nancy quickly yanked her panties off and sat up on the bed with
her legs obscenely spread. She used her fingers to open her
cunt lips. "See it, Stud. See my hot married cunt hole, Baby.
You can't believe how much I need to have it filled with your big
rod."
---------------------------------
Climbing onto the bed with Margo, Shea thrust his throbbing,
precum coated, rigid cock at Margo's mouth. He swiped it across
her lips. Immediately, her tongue shot out and began to lick the
throbbing head as her hands cupped his tight balls.
"Suck it, Honey. Suck all it into that hot, luscious mouth...
all the way down your throat." Shea rolled to his back, his rod
thrusting upward like a sex beacon. Nancy was helplessly drawn
to it like a moth to a flame... she pushed the shaft into her
mouth and sucked her Lover.
---------------------------------
Moving up to the side of the bed beside Nancy, James thrust his
throbbing, hard fuck stick at Nancy's mouth. She moved toward it
on hands and knees... helpless to resist. James whacked the side
of her face with his iron-hard erection and then swiped the head
over the hot, married brunette's lips. Her tongue snaked out and
began to lick. A moment later, she pushed the shaft into her
mouth and sucked her stud as he pulled her head further down his
engorged shaft.
"Suck it, you delicious hot bitch. Suck it all the way down
your throat, Baby."
--------------------------------
Two female mouths slid up and down throbbing male organs in
Rooms 521 and 527. The two cocks pushed deeper into both women
forcing them to stretch their mouths wider. Two vaginas pulsed
and seeped lubricating fluids in anticipation.
As the cocks bored in further and further, the two women gagged
but were prevented from pulling away by male hands that held
their heads in place. When their gagging abated, both throats
were forced open to allow the swollen purple heads to enter their
throats. Soon, balls were bouncing off the chins of the two
women as their mouth holes were fucked. As their excitement
mounted, slender feminine fingers entered their vaginas and
rubbed furiously on their clits. At almost the same moment, both
pussies convulsed in an intense orgasm.
----------------------------------
As Nancy's hips hammered up and down on James' surging cock,
she grunted and moaned each time the big cock head thudded into
her womb. "Ugh Ugh AHH...AHH.. so damn big! AAAHHHHH...
uuummmm... UGH! UGH! UGH! Oh Shit! Oh Shit, Honey... I'm
gonna cumm... GONNA CUM! OOOHHHHH... CUMMINGG!!"
Inside room 521, Shea held Margo's hips firmly in his hands as
she rode his cock. His hips were a blur as he drove his cock
into her waiting pussy again and again churning her feminine
juices into a thick white froth that coated his rod and her
throbbing, open vagina.
Margo emitted soft moans each time the big phallus thrust
upward into her waiting, hot hole. The sensuous squishing noises
the big sex piston made as it moved back and forth in her
cylinder excited both of them.
As Margo's orgasm approached, her soft moans gradually changed
to shrill, staccato cries of female heat. "Oh god, Shea. I'm
about there," she gasped, "fuck me harder, Baby. Faster... give
it to meeeeee!" Shea hammered into her like a jack hammer, and
Margo screamed as her cunt exploded in convulsive contractions.
-----------------------
Around 3:30, the occupants of rooms adjoining 521 and 527 heard
a near continuous series of female shrieks from the room next to
them. The women in those rooms began to rub their pussies as
they envisioned how the woman in the next room was being fucked.
They all guessed that she must be getting it doggy style with her
ass up high and her lover pounding his rigid cock hard against
her cervix on each thrust. The is almost every woman's favorite
position. The cock goes in so deep and hits the womb so hard...
the friction on the clitoris is so great that it makes a woman
cum again and again.
Seeing his wife masturbating as they listened, one husband got
so hard that he ripped his pants open and mounted his wife. Her
screams of orgasm soon mixed those of the woman in the next room.
By 4 PM, three different women in the rooms adjoining 521 and
527 had all cum at least once and two of them had been soundly
fucked by their male companions, one husband and one lover. The
third woman had had to be content with her fingers and her
vibrator as she was alone.
-----------------------
At 4:15, semen and cuntal secretions poured from Margo's and
Nancy's thoroughly screwed vaginas. Both women were on their
backs with their lovers mounted on them. Both women moaned as
the cocks pleasured their pussies.
Shea had one of Margo's legs up on his shoulder to completely
open her cunt for penetration. Her other leg was splayed far to
one side. She supported herself on one elbow to raise her upper
body enough to allow her to see the thick shaft sinking in and
out of her cunt. The sight was thrilling! Shea plowed her pussy
like a virtuoso maintaining constant contact with her engorged
clitoris. Small climaxes surged through her belly as he fucked
her.
"Oh God... what a Stud!" she wailed, arching her hips so her
lover could penetrate deeper. "Oh, Honey. You can fuck me
anytime. Harder... Please... harder... I'm gonna cum again!"
James had Shea's wife flat on her back, her head hanging over
the edge of the bed. He held her legs high and obscenely wide
open as he drove his thick cock almost straight down into her
contracting cunt. Each thrust was driving her ass deep into the
mattress. Nancy held her shaking tits and squeezed her nipples
as she received the hard, delicious fucking.
"Oh shit! What a Stud you are, Honey! Fuck my hot married
cunt, Lover... you can fuck me anytime... AAAHHH.. AAHHH...
AAHHH... Please fuck me harder... GIVE IT TO MEEEEEEE! I'm gonna
cum again!" Nancy screamed as her cunt erupted at nearly the same
time as another load of hot semen was fired into her throbbing
cunt.
===================================
Frank and Open Discussions:
It was nearly 5 PM when Nancy pushed James off her body. He
wanted to screw her one more time, but she refused. "Sorry,
Honey. You'll just have to hold it until next time. I've got to
take a quick shower and get home before my husband comes home."
At the same moment, Margo rubbed her tits against Shea and
whispered, "I can suck it hard again, Lover. You haven't ass
fucked me yet."
"Oh, that's an offer I'd love to accept, but I have to take a
quick shower and get home before my wife becomes suspicious. I
hope you'll give me a rain check."
"Anytime, Shea... anytime. I can't get enough of that big fuck
stick of yours."
-------------------------------
Slightly after 5 PM, James and Nancy were waiting for the
elevator to arrive at the fifth floor. As they waited, Nancy was
pressing her ass back against James' hand that was caressing it.
She had her eyes closed as her hips gyrated against the exploring
hand so neither of them saw the other couple approaching the
elevator.
Shea's mouth fell open when he saw his wife. His first thought
was, "Oh god... I'm a goner. She's sure to see me." His second
thought was, "What the hell is going on here?", that came when he
saw the man's hand caressing his wife's ass as she thrust it back
against him.
As her husband stared aghast at her ass being stroked, Nancy
opened her eyes and saw her husband standing there, his eyes
locked onto her undulating ass. Her first thought was, "OH NO!
Oh Shit!". Her second thought was, "Who the fuck is that slut
he's with?"
The elevator doors opened and both James and Margo stepped
inside but their lovers remained rooted on the spot. "Come on,
Nancy, before the doors close," James urged. Margo, on the other
hand, having recognized Nancy from her photograph on Shea's desk,
said nothing. The elevator doors closed leaving Shea and Nancy
staring at each other in the deserted hallway.
They both spoke at the same instant: "You just fucked that
blonde slut, didn't you?" and "That bastard just fucked you,
didn't he?"
Nancy was the first regain her wits and composure. "Come on,
Darling. We have to talk. It's time we both did some confessing
and apologizing." She took Shea arm and led him back toward Room
521.
"Where are we going?" he asked.
"Back to room 521 where James just fucked your hot wife."
Nancy opened the door and pulled him inside. Shea looked at
the totally wrecked bed... covers on the floor... sheets half
on... half off the bed and covered with wet spots... the musky
aroma of recent sex still lingering in the room, and felt his
cock beginning to harden.
Nancy saw his bulge growing and realized this wasn't going to
be nearly as bad as she had feared. Pressing her hand against
his growing cock, she sensuously moved her hand up and down his
shaft. "We need to tell each other every thing, Honey. Agreed?"
"Oh god... that guy fucked you in this room... just now?"
"MMmmmm... did he ever. He's had me in here since 2 PM."
"I know. We came up on the elevator together. We talked about
being late, and I saw him going into this room... And you were in
here waiting for him... ooohhhhh fuck! That is so damn hot!"
Shea was fully erect ... throbbing under his wife's hand.
Nancy's body also shuddered with excitement. "And you went on
down the hallway into another room where that hot blonde was
waiting for you. Was she naked when you walked in?"
"Almost... not quite but almost. Were you naked?"
"Not quite... still had my dress on but it was up to my waist
and I had my legs wide open letting James see my wet panties.
OOhhhh... your cock is like an iron bar, Honey. You fucked her,
didn't you... at the same time as James was fucking me just a
few doors away. Oohhhhh, you're right! That is so damn hot and
sexy!"
"I can't believe it... I just finished fucking Margo, but I'm
even harder now than I was with her earlier. You're just
fantastic, Nancy."
"Come on, Darling. I'm boiling hot again too. Let's fuck
while we confess our sins to each other and make up... no more
lies... just the truth and your big, hard prick up my hot, wet
cunt. Hurry! I need you in me!"
Nancy ripped off her clothes and scrambled onto the bed on her
back. Elevating her legs, she held her wet cunt open with her
fingers and waited for her husband. Shea was right behind her.
Mounting her, he rammed his hips into her sex saddle, positioned
his cock at her opening, and slowly let it sink into her cunt.
Both husband and wife thrilled at the exquisite feeling of cock
sliding into pussy. Nancy arched her hips ... Shea held her
ass... the cock sank to the bottom of her cunt. They kissed.
--------------------------
"Ooohhh yeah, Baby! Slide that big fuck stick back and forth
in my pussy... mmmmmmmmmm.... soooo good! How many times have
you fucked Margo? AAAahhhh... gonna cum again soon, Lover."
"Eight or nine. Her husband doesn't know. She's a wild hot
piece of ass... but... oh DAMN! Hard to keep form cumming in
you... you're so damn hot... she's hot, but nothing like you...
not even close!" Shea hips thrust in and out of his wife's cunt
faster.
Nancy's vagina convulsed around his prick. "Cum on it,
Honey... what a cunt... you're molten hot. Who else has fucked
you, Honey? Tell me!"
"Ugh.. ugh.. oohhh I'm cumming... cumming... aaahhhhhhhhh!"
"Tell me, you hot slut."
"Oohhhh god... soooo good... James' friend Carl screwed me at
"The Hot Spot" the other night. Then several days later in a
hotel room. I also got fucked by a young guy in his car there...
Alex. He fucked me several times... wants to see me again.
MMMMmmmm... I think you're about to unload in my pussy, Baby!"
--------------------
Thirty minutes later, Nancy was sucking her husband hard again
as he held her head and pumped in and out of her hot mouth hole.
"Vera's husband loves to watch when I fuck his wife," he
confessed as Nancy took his entire rod far down her throat. "Oh
shit! I need to send a thank you note to whoever taught you to
suck like that, Honey. You're just out of this world... Damn...
hot mouth... suck me... oohhh suck me!"
Pulling her mouth off her husband's surging cock, Nancy
whispered, "Would you like to watch some guy fucking me?" Shea's
cock jerked hard and he groaned. "I guess the answer is 'yes',"
she grinned and sucked his throbbing prick back into her throat.
--------------------
Nancy was on her hands and knees on the wrecked, cum-stained
bed. Her head rested in the middle of a big wet spot on the bed
as her wildly excited husband was standing on the floor behind
her his slamming his newly erected penis back into her upturned
cum-filled cunt.
"Oh fuck meeeeeee... like that... like that... aaaahhhhhhhhh!"
"Before this afternoon, when was the last time you got fucked,
Honey?"
"OOOohhhhhhhh.... god... harder... harder... This morning...
OOohhhh... at exercise."
"Damn... I can feel that hot pussy throbbing, Baby. Who gave
it to you?"
"I'm gonna cummm... gonna cummm."
Shea stopped his thrusting and held his cock embedded deep
inside his wife's throbbing vagina.
"Ohhh Don't Stop! Don't Stop! Please!! Don't stop! Keep
fucking meeeee!"
"Who fucked my hot wife at exercise class?"
"Clay... CLAY! My instructor. He always fucks me when I go to
class. First, he exercises my body... afterwards, he exercises
my cunt and ass. Now... please, Darling. Fuck me and let me
cum!"
===================================
Saturday Night Parties:
Vicki pranced into the room, dressed hot, and ready to leave on
her date. "How do I look?" she purred.
"Beautiful and sexy," her father responded. Her mother just
smiled. "Who is it tonight, Honey? Don again?"
"No... not tonight. I've got a date with Gary tonight."
"Variety is really nice, isn't it, Dear?" Nancy smiled slyly at
her daughter. "Did you remember to take... you know what?"
"Of course, Mom. Don't worry." At that moment, the door bell
rang. "There he is. Don't wait up for me. I'll probably be
really late. Oh... where's Keith? I didn't see him."
"He's at Billy's. They're having a sleep over. Have fun,
Honey."
For fifteen minutes after their daughter had left, Shea and
Nancy watched TV without speaking. Finally, Shea clicked off the
set. Nancy looked at him and waited.
"She's going to be fucked tonight, isn't she?"
"Unless Gary is gay, she will be."
"I doubt that she would date a gay guy."
"I'm sure she wouldn't."
"So, she's going to be screwed tonight?"
"Yes, she will be."
"Many times you think?"
"You heard her say she would be very late."
"God... for some reason that really excites me... just thinking
about it."
"You're a randy male. Thinking about women being fucked is
supposed to excite you."
"I'm hard as a rock thinking about it."
"Instead of just thinking about a woman getting fucked, would
you like to watch one being screwed in all her hot holes?"
"Oh yeah... who?"
"Your wife. That sound wild and hot?"
"You wouldn't mind?"
"Would I mind getting superbly fucked while you get hard as
steel watching me? Hell no! I'd love it. Want to do it?"
"Tonight?"
"Yes, tonight. Starting in about 30 minutes or so."
"How?"
"I just need to make a call to Alex... the young stud who
fucked your wife in the back of his car at "The Hot Spot". You
can hide in the closet in our bedroom and watch through the slats
of the door, which we can leave open enough for you to see.
Shall I call or not?"
"Yes... call," Shea whispered as he clutched his raging
hard-on.
"You're going to be in the closet for a couple of hours,
Darling. That young stud will really work me over for hours.
That ok?"
"Please... call. I can hardly wait."
Nancy and Shea sat on the couch, side-by-side, as Nancy dialed
Alex's number with the phone on speaker. She had her husband's
cock out slowly stroking the iron-hard shaft as the phone rang.
On the fourth ring, Nancy and Shea heard Alex's voice.
"Hi, Alex. This is Nancy. Remember me, Honey?"
"Oh hell yes, I remember you! Any chance to see you again,
Baby?"
"That's why I'm calling. My husband has his bowling league
tonight. He won't be back until about 11 PM. I have until
10:30. Interested? We can use my bed. That sound hot to you?
Fucking a married woman in her own bed?"
"Oh god... I'm already so hard, you won't believe it."
"I believe it, Honey. I've had that big hard fuck stick in my
pussy before, remember."
"I can't stop thinking about it. When can I come over?"
"My husband just left. The sooner you get here, the sooner you
can get into me." Nancy gave him the address.
Shea had to stop his wife's hand from moving. He was so hot
and so close, a couple or more strokes and he would explode.
"I'll be there in about 15 minutes, Honey... What? Just a
second, Baby. Ok. I'll ask her."
"Ask me what?"
"My roommate is here. I told him about this fiery hot woman I
had at "The Hot Spot", and he's been jealous ever since. He
wants me to ask if you have any interest in two guys tonight.
Your call, Honey. Before you decide, I should tell you, he's 23,
great physique, big, thick cock, and he's black. Shall I bring
him along?"
Nancy looked at her husband, her eyebrows raised in the obvious
question. Shea nodded vigorously and mouthed the word, "Yes!".
-----------------------------
An hour later, Shea stared through the slats of the closet door
in their master bedroom. Jerome had his wife on her back with
her legs draped over his arms. He had them pushed high in the
air to totally expose her pussy which was filled with 8 inches of
thick black cock. The huge shaft plunged again and again into
his wife's cunt bringing shrill shrieks of pleasure from Nancy
each time the big cock plunged into her depths. There was no way
Shea could hold his load back. Just as the big rod bottomed out
inside Nancy's vagina, Shea's second load spewed out against the
closet door.
After an hour and a half, he had cum a third time and was hard
again watching Alex and Jerome double fucking his wife, Jerome
plowing her asshole while Alex pumped in and out of her cunt. As
he stared at the thick shafts sinking in and out of his wife's
holes accompanied by her near continuous moans, he fully
understood why Hank loved to watch his wife being fucked.
=========================================
Story written by RLM. If you have comments, please send them to
MBLMR@HOTMAIL.COM
If you would like to read other stories by RLM, you may find a
complete directory with convenient links to text, rich text
format, and html versions of all stories by logging on to RLM's
webpage at
https://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/mischa8/webpage.html