Part One: Showtime

 

When our new neighbor forgot (?) to pull her shades down she put on quite a show for my husband and me.

 

 

"Honey," my husband called to me from the bedroom. "She's doing' it again. Come watch."

 

We had a new neighbor, a single woman named Shayla. We had talked to her over the fence a few times, but really didn't know her very well. We thought she was a little shy. We were going to be proved wrong on that.

 

A few weeks after she moved in Lee and I were lying in bed with the lights out when he noticed Shayla turn the lamp on in her bedroom. As we lay there she stood in the middle of the room, opened her robe and let it drop to the floor. No nighty for this girl, she was bare-assed naked. She was a thin, dark haired woman with, I noticed, small breasts and sharply pointed nipples, which she was rolling between her fingers. While we watched she laid down on the bed and put her hands between her legs, obviously pleasuring herself. Lee got so excited he nearly fucked my brains out that night. I have to admit I was pretty turned on too. I had never seen another woman masturbate before and I was fascinated. Now, according to my hubby, she was going to do it again.

 

I quickly got on the bed on my stomach next to Lee while we watched Shayla, oblivious to having an audience, stand naked in the middle of the room. Her eyes were closed and she was pinching her nipples. I could feel Lee moving around next to me and I looked over to see him pulling his pants and shorts down. Seemed like a good idea to me. I quickly undressed, not taking my eyes off the woman next door. When Lee and I were as naked as Shayla, he knelt on the bed next to me, his hand on my back. I could feel his erection brushing against my shoulder.

 

As we watched, Shayla kept pinching her nipple with one hand while the other traced its way slowly down her body until we could just make out her fingers running along her pussy. She was completely shaved down there. My own pussy was getting pretty wet. Lee must have sensed that too as his hand slid down my back until it was between my legs. He worked his fingers into me just as Shayla's fingers penetrated her. Her mouth was moving as if she was either praying or moaning. I was betting on moaning, unless you consider 'OH God Oh God' a prayer. I reached up and grasped Lee's tool, stroking it lightly, making my fingers wet with his precum. Taking my eyes off the neighbor a moment, I turned and licked a drop of the sweet liquid off of his cock-head, but I couldn't take the time for anything more, I had to get back to the show. I slid my own hand down my belly and rubbed my clit while Lee fingered my pussy. Shayla looked as if she was nearing an orgasm. I certainly was.

 

Shayla took her hand out of her pussy and picked up something off the nightstand. "Good lord," Lee whispered, is that a dildo?"

 

"Oh yes," I murmured. "That certainly is. Industrial grade." It looked to be at least a foot long and quite thick. I was nearly drooling in the anticipation of watching this woman fuck herself with that monster. As if she heard what I was thinking, she sat down on a chair and put one foot on the bed, completely exposing her sex to us. With the fingers of one hand she held her pussy lips apart and rubbed her clit with the fake dick. I think I gasped as she shoved it halfway into her cunt. "Oh god, honey," I said to Lee. "Get mine, please. I need it now." My husband reached over to our nightstand and pulled my vibrator out of the drawer. It wasn't twelve inches, but it sure felt good when Lee shoved it into me. I continued to rub myself while watching Shayla move her toy slowly in and out. With each stoke it was going deeper until finally she had the monster completely buried in her. "Oh yes baby, fuck me with that, fuck me," I said as Lee moved my own toy in and out of me. From the look on our neighbor's face I could tell she was as close to climax as I was. Suddenly I was there. "Oh shit Lee, turn it on. Turn it on and make me cum." The thing in me came alive, pushing me completely over the edge. I pulled the pillow hard against my mouth, muffling the cry that tried to come out as an orgasm swept through me. Shayla, with her eyes shut tight, had no such inhibition. We heard her scream as her own climax hit her. Lee continued moving the vibrating cock around in my cunt as I came again and again, each one harder than the one before. Another scream came from next door as Shayla continued pleasuring herself. Finally I couldn't stand it any longer. I pushed Lee's hand away, causing him to pull the vibrator out of me. I closed my eyes, gasping for breath.

 

When I opened my eyes again Shayla had pulled her toy out of her pussy. She got up and laid down on her bed. Holding the dildo in front of her face she ran her tongue along it. Then she rubbed it around on her lips and cheeks before slowly slipping it into her mouth, working it as if she was actually sucking a cock. After a few moments, she pulled it out and kissed it on the tip. Then she laid it on the table and turned out the light. The show was over.

 

The show might have been over, but not the action. I turned onto my back and Lee knelt next to me. Even in the near darkness of the room I could see the long string of spunk hanging off his dick. I held him directly over my face and stuck out my tongue, tasting his sweetness for the second time that night. I licked the sticky stuff off him before taking him between my lips and running the tip of my tongue around his crown. "Oh god yes, honey," he said quietly, fucking my mouth. I only had to suck at it a few seconds when I felt him tense, and then go off like a Roman candle. His cum flowed across my tongue and down my throat.

 

Part Two: The Dirty Little Plan

After the show I put on for the neighbors I decided to get them involved. Lee got the first turn.

 

Sometimes I even surprise myself at how bold I can be, and Friday night was a perfect example. There I was, a new neighbor to a couple I'd barely met. They seemed pleasant enough, although a little older than I am, and maybe a little bit uptight. But damn what a kick I had putting on that little show for them. From their reaction it looked like they could be more fun than I had thought.

 

I knew they were watching but I don't think they realized I knew they were there. You'd be surprised at how much illumination there is from a clock radio. When I went into the bedroom with my lights out I could see Lee looking out his window. So, being the exhibitionist I am, I turned on my lamp and did a little strip for his pleasure. When I thought Nora had joined her husband I grabbed old Hunter and started in on the main event. Hunter is my dildo, a long, fat tool I've gotten very attached to.

After I'd used the big boy to get myself off I doused my light. There was just enough illumination to see what the couple next door was doing. I nearly got off again watching Lee shove his dick into his wife's mouth. Like I said, maybe they aren't as straight-laced as I thought.

 

Saturday morning I noticed Nora pulling out of the driveway. That's when I began formulating my dirty little plan - my favorite kind. As soon as I saw Lee in his backyard I pulled on my robe and headed outside. I'm always naked around my house but I usually cover up when I go outside. Not always. I'm both a nudist and an exhibitionist. But this time I didn't want to shock Lee - not right off. "Hi there, neighbor," I said casually over the fence. He wasn't wearing as much as I was with only a pair of loose shorts and sneakers on. I thought I saw a twitch in his shorts when he realized I was talking to him. I love that kind of compliment.

 

"Uh hi, Shayla, isn't it?" Of course he was nervous, after what I'd shown him the night before.

 

"Yeah, Shayla, Your name is Lee, right, Lee and Nora?"

 

"Yeah, that's us," he managed to get out. He was so cute; I thought he was going to blush.

 

I had considered being tricky or cute, but then I thought 'Fuck it.' I knew what I wanted, and he'd find out soon enough. So I said, "Didn't I see Nora leaving a while ago?" Like I hadn't watched her drive away. "Why don't you come on over for a beer or something?" I tried not to emphasize the 'something.'

 

"Well," he said, "Nora's gone shopping and I don't think she'll be back for a couple of hours. I guess it'll be okay." I just smiled and headed for the door. Lee followed me, dragging his tongue on the ground.

 

Once in the house I got him settled on the sofa and went and got two beers. I sat on the chair opposite Lee, letting my robe open slightly. Not enough for a good shot but enough to make him hope for one. It was now obvious to him that I was nude underneath. Lee downed half his brew in one gulp while I took a lady-like sip from mine. As we made small talk I casually rubbed the cold bottle against my nipples, not only making them hard but wetting the robe so that the cloth was sticking to the points. Lee swallowed most of the rest of his beer while staring at my tits. From the way he was trying to hide the bulge in his shorts I knew the time was right. "Did you guys enjoy the little 'show' I put on last night?"

 

Lee nearly spit his beer out his nose. "Show, what show?"

 

"You know, what my friend Hunter and I did."

 

"Hunter?"

 

"That's the name I gave my little toy, the one you saw me using when you were peeking in my window. Hunter. The Horned God or maybe the Horny God. You know what I'm talking about." From the way he was squirming I could tell he certainly did know. "Maybe I should put on another demonstration just for you, Lee." To emphasize what I was saying I let the top of my robe fall open a little farther. I leaned back on the sofa and ran my hands up and cupped my breasts under the cloth. "Do you like my tits, Lee? Would you like to see more of them?" He could only nod, so I pulled my robe open and shook my boobs at him. "I like to show off my body. Wanna see more?" I asked as I slid one hand down under my robe between my legs.

 

"Yes, Shayla," he managed to answer. "I would like to see your body."

 

"Good," I said. I let the robe fall all the way open until only my hand was blocking his view of my pussy. "But you gotta show me yours before you get to see mine. Take your shorts off, Lee. Show me your dick." My neighbor stood up and pulled his shorts off revealing a nice sized boner. "Hold it up for me," I ordered. He grasped the organ, aiming it more or less at my face. "Yes," I said acting as if I was looking at a penis for the first time. "Very nice, now, here's your reward." With that I moved my hand away from my crotch, displaying my cleanly shaved pussy for him.

 

"That's nice, too," he said, moving toward me.

 

"No, no, Lee. No touching. We're just showing . . . at least for now." I ran a finger along my bare slit as he held his dick out. I teased my clit with a finger, making it swell and stick out of the folds of my pussy. "I like to play with myself. Do you like it?" Lee could just nod. "Play with yourself, Lee." He stood just a couple of feet in front of me, rubbing his cock while it was pointed straight at my face. I could see the moisture seeping out of the tiny hole. It took a lot of restraint on my part not to lean over and lick it off. Instead I worked my fingers into my cunt. Both of us were breathing hard. "Would you like to see me use Hunter again?" I finally asked. To fuck myself, or maybe let you use it on me?"

 

I thought for a second he was going to lose it right there and then. "Oh yeah," he finally managed to say. "I sure would."

 

"Good, then let's go to the bedroom." I stood and dropped my robe completely. Come on. I'm getting hot and bothered and need some relief," I turned and hurried down the hall. I wasn't kidding about needing relief, my pussy was on fire. Lee followed me into the bedroom. I could feel his eyes on my bare little ass.

 

Once in my room, I lay down on my back, and then instructed Lee to kneel on the bed next to me. "No touching yet," I said. I reached into the night stand and pulled Hunter out, handing it to him. "Tease me a little bit," I instructed. Lee took the rubber cock and began rubbing it around my tits. "Nice start," I said. "Very nice, but I need more. Move it down, please." He slid the head of the rubber cock down over my belly until it was touching my pussy lips. "Oh yeah, that's the spot," I said. I put my hand over Lee's where he was holding the dick. Between us we forced the head between my lips. I moaned softly as he moved Hunter in and out of my pussy. Meanwhile Lee's cock was swinging just above my face, a string of precum touching my cheek. I reached up and took his tool in my hand, squeezing it lightly. Lee moved as if he was going to try to stick it in my mouth. "No, no, Honey," I said. "I'm not going to suck you. I'm going to jerk you off, jerk you off while you do me." I slid my hand along the length of his dick to show him what I meant.

 

"Okay," he murmured. "If that's what you want." With that he shoved Hunter deep into my cunt.

 

"Oh god oh god oh god," I gasped as he repeatedly pulled the dick out of me, and then rammed it home again. My cunt was throbbing, biting at the rubber cock as I thrashed about on the bed. I used Lee's own emissions as lubrication as I stroked him, fucking him with my fingers.

 

Lee continued driving the dildo into me until I couldn't stand it any longer. I held his hand still with Hunter completely in me, then arched my back and forced my crotch hard against it. "Oh shit oh god oh fuck I'm cumming I'm cumming," I cried as the orgasm hit me. I don't know how Lee held off, but he managed to wait until my climax was ebbing before his began. The first glob of white cream came shooting out of his cock, hitting me on the chin. As his orgasm joined mine I tried to direct Lee's cum onto my tits but we were both shaking so badly I got as much on my face, belly and sheets as hit my boobs. After the first few volleys his throbs became progressively weaker until the cream was just flowing out of him onto my fingers. I finally pulled him to my mouth and sucked the last few drops directly out of his dick, and then I pushed him away.

As we both recovered I looked down to the dildo still buried in my cunt and said, "You can take it out now." He pulled it out of me and I took it from him. Holding it to my face I said, "Damn I love the smell of my own sex." I licked it and added, "And the taste, too." I scooped up a wad of Lee's spunk off my belly and held it in front of his face. "How about you?" I teased. "Do you like to taste your own?"

 

"Uh, no, not really," he stammered.

 

"Oh come on," I said, rubbing cum into his beard and mustache. Laughing at the face he made, I told him, "You know, you're cute when you're cumming." I got some more of his semen and rubbed it on my boobs. Lee moved around on the bed, trying to position himself between my legs. "No. No nookie for you," I told him. It's been fun, but the shows over now. You better go home and get cleaned up. What would your wife say if she came home and found you with cum on your face?" I know Lee was disappointed but I insisted. Reluctantly he retrieved his shorts and pulled them on. I threw him a kiss as he left.

 

After Lee was gone I laid on the bed a few minutes. I thought about using Hunter again, but decided I didn't have time. I still had part two of my plan to prepare for, and that would require getting cleaned up. As I got out of the bed, I realized I'd have to change the sheets too. I wondered how much time I had before Nora got home.

 

Part Three: Nora's Turn

 

My husband left me frustrated - but neighbor Shayla took care of it for me.

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When I got home from the mall Saturday, Lee was just getting out of the shower. As I watched him dry off I asked him, "Aren't you going over to Bill's to watch the game?"

 

"Yeah," he answered, drying between his legs. "Just wanted to get cleaned up a little bit. I've been, uh, working in the yard."

 

When he dropped the towel I could see that he had quite an erection. I walked over and gave it a squeeze. "Looking at this makes me wonder if it's Bill you're going to spend the afternoon with," I kidded.

 

"Yep," he answered, "Just Bill. But first . . . “he pulled me into his arms and kissed me hard, his nude body pressed against my clothed one. There was no question about where this was going to end. In about two minutes I was as naked as he was, lying on my back on the bed. Lee was poised over me, his cock poking at my pussy. I wasn't really ready yet but apparently foreplay wasn't on the agenda. With one thrust Lee shoved his dick completely into me, his balls slapping my butt. I thought that he must still be turned on by the little show we had seen the night before. Our new neighbor had unwittingly entertained us by masturbating with a giant dildo while we peeked through her window. Lee came in my pussy as quickly Saturday morning as he had Friday night in my mouth. The difference was on Friday he got me off several times with a vibrator first. Saturday he just left me high a dry.

 

"God, I'm sorry honey," he said, belatedly. "I didn't mean to be in such a rush, I just wanted you so much."

 

"That's okay," I told him. "I'm just glad it's me you wanted. Just because I didn't cum doesn't mean I didn't enjoy it." To myself I was asking, "I wonder if all wives lie like this?"

 

After a little obligatory cuddling, Lee got out of bed and cleaned up. When he left to go watch his football game I thought about getting the vibrator out and finishing what he had started, but decided against it. The jerk was definitely going down when he got home. Plus I had every reason to initiate our little 'bedroom game.' He'd earned the right to get tied up that night. Maybe I'd use the vibrator on him. With that pleasant idea in mind I got up and started some laundry.

 

I grabbed my robe to put on, but thought about the girl next door, the naughty Shayla, who never seemed to wear any clothes running around in her house, and sometimes in the backyard for that matter. I decided I'd emulate her and do my chores in the nude, although unlike Shayla, I did make sure the blinds were drawn.

 

When the first load of laundry was done I went to hang the sheets on the line out back - after putting on a robe. I don't have quite as much nerve as our neighbor. I hadn't been outside five minutes when Shayla emerged from her back door with her own laundry basket. I was relieved to see she was also wearing a robe. She called "Hello" to me and when we had everything on the line we met at the fence. "Guess we both had the same idea," she said, indicating the sheets on both our lines. As we talked I idly wondered if she'd gotten hers soiled during her performance the night before. I had been washing Lee's spilled seed out of ours.

 

"I haven't seen you guys since I moved in," Shayla said, "and today I run into both of you. Lee and I were out here together earlier." In retrospect maybe I should have been suspicious right then. But no, even though I was a little mad at my husband I still trusted him. But then, I suppose he trusted me, too.

 

"He's off to watch some football game right now. Probably won't be home for quite a while," I said. For some reason, this seemed to please Shayla.

 

"So, why don't you take the afternoon off too? Come on over and I'll make some tea. Or maybe we could open a bottle of wine."

 

"Well, since Lee's probably guzzling beer right now, a glass of wine sounds like a good idea. Let me go put some clothes on."

 

"Not necessary. I guess you know I'm pretty casual around the house." Now that was a real understatement.

 

I followed her into the house where she grabbed a bottle and a couple of glasses, then led me to the living room. I settled myself on an easy chair and she sat opposite me on the sofa. "You know you're lucky, Shayla said, "having such an attractive husband.

 

"I suppose," I answered, "Even though he can be a jerk sometimes."

 

"Sure, they all can. They're men, aren't they?"

 

"Yeah, I guess they just can't help themselves."

 

"Now my own little friend," she said, "may not look like much, but he never lets me down."

 

"Uh, okay." I had no idea what she was talking about.

 

"Yes, Hunter is always there when I need him?"

 

"Hunter?"

 

Luckily I had sat my wine down. I surely would have spilled it when she said, "He's the toy you saw me using last night." I started to object, but she cut me off. "I know you were watching, I meant for you to. I couldn't see you guys, but I could hear you." And I thought I'd muffled my moans in the pillow. Seeing me blush, she added, "Yes, I heard you cumming, Nora. Was Lee fucking you?"

 

"No," I managed to mumble, "He used my vibrator".

 

"So," she said as we both squirmed in our seats, "we were doing the same thing. That kinda turns me on. How 'bout you, Nora? Does it turn you on?"

 

"Well . . . yes . . . kinda," I said, grabbing my wine and taking more than a sip. I sloshed the rest of the wine down my front when she pulled the twelve-inch dildo from under a sofa pillow.

 

We both ignored the spilled wine. "Here's my big boy," she said, kissing it on the tip. With her other hand she pulled her robe open and began running the 'boy' around her tits. I could see her nipples growing longer and harder, like little cocks. "Ooh, that feels good," she sighed. Then she looked me in the eye, "Do you want to try it?" I could only nod. Shayla came around the coffee table and got on her knees in front of me. "Open your robe, honey," she said. I untied it at my throat and opened the top, revealing my breasts. Shayla began rubbing my nipples with the tip of her dildo and I felt them growing just as hers had earlier.

 

I hadn't even realized that my legs were spread until Shayla pulled my robe the rest of the way open and Hunter ran down my belly. I had never felt so exposed, sitting there with my robe pulled back and my legs open wide. But I don't think I'd ever felt more turned on either as Shayla ran the fake dick along my pussy lips. "Someone's getting excited," Shayla said. Then she dipped her face toward my crotch, closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. "Nothing smells as good as a woman's sex. Don't you think so, Nora?" I think I nodded. "Do you want me to use Hunter on you? Make him do what he did to me last night?"

 

This time I know I nodded. Was it because Lee left me frustrated earlier, or because I was angry at him? Or maybe I just wanted to relive the show we'd seen the night before - with me in a starring role. Whatever it was, I desperately wanted that big thing in me, wanted it to fuck me. "Let's go to the bedroom," Shayla said. "We'll both be more comfortable there." I nodded again, and then felt a pang of loss as she pulled Hunter away from my pussy.

 

We both stood and dropped our robes. Shayla pulled my body against hers. I could feel her tits pressing into mine. She kissed me quickly on the lips. It may have been just a peck but it certainly was not 'sisterly.' Then she released me and I followed her sexy ass down the hall wondering what I was doing - what I was getting into. Before lying down on the bed I had the presence of mind to pull the window shade down. I wasn't completely out of my mind. If Lee did come home early I didn't want him to catch me in bed with . . . with another woman. What the hell was I doing?

 

What I was doing was lying on the bed with my knees up and spread. Shayla knelt next to me on the bed. She held the big thing with one hand and teased my pussy lips with it. Her other hand was occupied squeezing my tits. I reached both of my own hands down between my knees and joined hers on the dildo. As she pinched my nipple we eased the toy into me. "Oh god, that feels good," I murmured. The thing almost had a life of its own, moving slowly in-and-out, each time going further into my pussy. My eyes were closed, enjoying the feel of what Hunter and Shayla were doing to my body. After a few strokes I realized there was something else going on. I opened my eyes and saw her lips around my nipple. The sight and feel of her sucking my tit just made me hotter, made we want it more. I closed my eyes again, luxuriating in the feelings she was causing. I cried out as she drove Hunter deep into my cunt. Then my eyes flew open at a new sensation. Looking down I could see that she no longer was sucking on a nipple - she was sucking on my clit. "Oh shit oh fuck oh my god YESYESYES," I shouted as the climax hit me. She kept sucking, Hunter kept fucking, and I kept cumming until I couldn't stand it anymore. I pushed her head away, and then helped her pull Hunter out of my pussy.

 

Shayla held the dildo up in front of her face and slowly ran her tongue along it before saying, "Mmm, nice." Then she moved around until she was between my legs, her face directly over my crotch. Locking my eyes with hers, she lowered her mouth onto me. I could feel her probing me with her tongue. Raising her head slightly she said, "You taste and smell so good, I just can't resist you. Then she lowered her mouth back to my pussy.

 

"Oh God, Shayla," I moaned. "You're gonna make me cum again." She just nodded, rubbing me harder with her face. Somehow her fingers were in my pussy and her tongue was pressed to my clit. I meant to tell her to stop but the words were unintelligible as once more I exploded in orgasm. My back arched as I pushed myself as hard as I could against the woman's face.

 

I don't know how long the climax lasted - it seemed to go on forever - but finally I calmed down and she pulled her mouth away from my sex. Shayla crawled up until she was lying on top of me kissing me hard on the mouth. The tongue that had been in my cunt was in my mouth. I could taste and smell my pussy juice on her face. I never even thought about the fact that this was a woman; she was just the lover who had just given me such powerful orgasms. We continued to kiss and I became aware that her hot pussy was pressing against my thigh - she was humping my leg. I put my hands on the sides of her face and pulled it back from mine. "I think someone wants something, don't you?"

 

"Someone sure as fuck does," she said as she rolled on her back. I retrieved Hunter and moved around until I was on my stomach between Shayla's knees. I'd never seen a vagina that close before and I was enthralled by the sight - and smell - of it. She was shaved completely bare and I could see that her lips were red and swollen. Her clit was sticking out. Tentatively I rubbed the tip of the dildo over her. "Give it to me," she moaned. "I need it bad. Fuck me please. Fuck me Nora. Slowly I eased the toy between her lips, not stopping until it was halfway buried in her. "Oh yes, that's it," she said. As she had done with me, I moved him in and out, going deeper and deeper with each stroke. Shayla's ass was rising off the bed in anticipation.

 

I knew what she wanted and, after the pleasure she'd brought me, I wanted her to have it. As I worked the big guy in and out of her cunt I used my thumb to gently rub her big clit. "Yesyesyes," she murmured. I took a deep breath, and then moved up until I could suck the swollen knob between my lips. She put a hand on the back of my head and pressed my face hard against her. Shayla began thrashing about on the bed, obviously cumming. Juice was flowing out of her, coating my hand, as I licked and sucked on her. What I had been doing didn't really hit me until after Shayla's orgasm was over. I had thought I was going to make Lee go down that night. Instead I was the one going down. Going down on another woman. Eating her pussy - and enjoying it.

 

As Shayla's orgasm waned I pulled the dildo out of her. Without thinking about it I kissed her pussy and licked at the moisture there. My tongue was between her lips, exploring her insides, when Shayla started cumming again. I shoved my fingers into her, making her cry out in pleasure. Her body was rocking under me. I felt the same kind of power and pride I usually experienced when I got Lee off orally, but the taste and smell was different, more powerful and somehow more personal. I was surprised at how much I liked it.

Afterward Shayla and I lay quietly in each other's arms. I held one of her breasts, running my fingers over her taut nipple. I could feel her hand caressing my ass. Finally we both pulled back. "Bet you didn't expect this to happen, did you?" Shayla said.

 

"No, and I certainly didn't think I'd ever enjoy what we just did. But I did. In fact, I loved it."

 

"Good," Shayla responded, "So did I."

 

"But now," I said, "I'd better go home. I do have a husband and he should be getting back soon."

 

"Yeah, it probably wouldn't be good for him to smell pussy on your face."

 

"Good point." Then I asked her, "Any more shows coming up?"

 

"No," she answered. "Not for a while I think."

 

"Good," I said. "It might take me some time to process what just happened."

 

"Will we do it again?"

 

"I honestly don't know."

 

"I hope so," she said.

 

"I think I do to." With that I retrieved my robe and reluctantly returned to my own house. By the time Lee got home I'd showered and put on clean jeans and a tee-shirt. At some point I had decided not to tie him to the bed that night. But I certainly intended to fuck his brains out.

You have yet to see them when aroused.  These pics were taken by my son and are just candids from around the house.  My nipples are like this pretty much all the time.  They are just harder/firmer when aroused.

You really have incredible nipples when aroused.

When we returned from vacation Alan and I slipped right back into our old life, which pretty much amounted to work and more work. Alan was staying in the office late nearly every night, and my boss had a bunch of new assignments waiting for my attention. As much as we had wanted to continue exploring the new aspects of our sexuality - well - we just didn't have the time or energy. We had to make do with the memories of lounging on the beach with my boobs hanging out, or letting everything hang out with our friends in the hotel.

One of the new parts of my job was working more closely with our suppliers. This involved a lot of direct contact as well as analyzing the technical work. One Friday I was asked to go into the city and spend the day going over specs with a supplier's geek team. The first person I met when I got there was Shayla. She had been my contact at the company, although we'd never met face to face. She was a lot different in person than I had expected. On the phone she always seemed a little officious and stuffy. However in person I found her to be a strong and likable woman, one of those women who are more attractive than they are pretty. She was slender with long brown hair and wore wire-rim glasses. The attractiveness came from the air of confidence about her - she was a woman who commanded respect at the same time openly expressing her feminity. She had the geeks eating out of her hand. Even the women on the squad seemed eager to please her, treating her with a deference that almost had a sexual overtone. It certainly made my work easier because there was none of the bullshit I usually have to put up with from techies.

After a morning with the geeks Shayla and I spent the afternoon in her office going over the data I had collected. As I sat across the desk from her I learned something else about her - she wasn't wearing a bra. No wonder the guys loved her. In addition, I strongly suspected that it was no accident when she gave me glimpses down her blouse. After all, I'm a show-off myself and I recognized the moves: bending over just a little further than necessary when showing me a document; using that little half-shrug to ensure that her top hangs open; making certain that every time I was looking at her in profile it was toward the open side of her blouse; occasionally throwing her shoulders back in a stretch that displayed her nipples against the cloth. I enjoy doing that sometimes and I discovered that I also enjoyed being the recipient of it. The experiences I'd had withMarionand May while on vacation had made me much more aware of other women’s bodies and Shayla was definitely flaunting hers. Somehow I managed to understand the technical stuff that was the reason for my visit - but it took a lot of willpower.

As we were wrapping up I mentioned that my husband would be working late. "I probably won't see him until eight or nine. That's when he's been getting home lately since we got back from vacation inJamaica. But it's a real bummer on a Friday night"

"If you don't have any plans," Shayla said, "let's have dinner together."

"Sounds good to me."

As we talked I discovered that Shayla lived in a suburb that I'd have to drive through to get home, and not far from where Alan worked. "Why don't you stop at my place and we can order a pizza or something?" Was this lead-up to a seduction, I wondered. "You could call your husband and have him come over when he gets through at work," she added.

So maybe not, damn it. Briefly I thought of Marion, Alan and I rolling around a' trois on our bed inJamaica. "Cut that out lady," I thought. "You're gonna get all hot and bothered for nothing. Get your mind out of your panties - or Shayla's panties." I made a mental note to demand that Alan fuck me good when we got home. I obviously needed to get laid.

Shayla gave me directions to her house and I called Alan about meeting us there when he got free. Then I told Shayla that I'd be over in about an hour and I would bring some wine. "Great, see you soon," she told me as I left.

It was closer to an hour and a half before I got there. I parked behind her car and noticed a bumper sticker telling me that 'Goddess Lives.' A very interesting woman, I thought as I knocked on her door. "Hi," Shayla said, holding the door open for me. "Let me go pour us some of this," she said as she took the wine from me and walked away, not acknowledging that one of us (me) was wearing a crumpled business suit and one (she) was wearing a necklace - only a necklace.

"That's a great idea. I think I really need a drink right now," I said to her bare little bottom as she walked to the kitchen. As she was opening the wine I had a chance to really observe her. Her breasts were smaller than I had thought, but her nipples were larger. They were hard and pointing straight out, so much so that I wondered if, despite her nonchalance, she might be more turned on by the situation than she let on. I also saw her lack of pubes, she was shaved smooth. Was she just a little bit moist, or was that more wishful thinking.

As she handed me my drink she finally acknowledged her state of undress. "Did I mention I was a nudist? I never wear anything around the house."

"No, I don't believe you mentioned it," I replied. "I would have remembered that."

"Hope it doesn't make you uncomfortable," she said. I didn't think she really meant that.

"No, not really, naked people don't shock me," I told her before taking a big gulp of wine. I didn't really mean that either.

Shayla suggested that we go into the living room and sit down. Once there, she settled on the couch, her legs tucked under her. I sat in a recliner across from her. In an effort to keep my eyes off her sexy body my gaze settled on the necklace she was wearing. It was a pendant hanging from a thin gold chain which looked like three crescent moons entwined. Interesting necklace, "I said.”Very pretty."

"Thanks," she said, fingering it. "This is a Wiccan symbol of femininity. The moons reflect the three seasons of a woman's life."

"So, you're a Wiccan? Is the nudity a part of your religious beliefs?"

"Yes, I'm a Wiccan priestess. But no, nudity is not really essential to the religion. Some Covens still hold their rituals Skyclad - that is clad only by the light of the sky. But not all even do that. I did get started as a nudist at Wiccan ceremonies, but mainly I just like it."

"Aren't Wiccans said to use virgins as their altar?"

"Virgins are getting too hard to find," she said with a laugh. "Actually we usually use a table. For instance I use this coffee table as an altar sometimes," indicating the table in front of the sofa. "But I've also been fucked on that table, which kind of blows the virgin idea."

"Uh" I said, "why would you do it on the coffee table when there's a perfectly comfortable sofa right there?"

"The sofa was occupied at the time," she responded.

"Well, there you go." I said with a shrug. I wondered if she thought she was shocking me. But after what Alan and I had experienced, I was hard to shock. In fact, I had my own shock in mind for her. "Why don't you get us some more wine while I go to the bathroom," I said. I was gonna need the wine.

"Sure, she said, getting up - giving me a great view of her bare pussy when she did. The Little Man was peaking out and he definitely looked a little swollen. "The bath is down the hall there."

When I returned to the living room she was sitting on the sofa with our glasses on the end table next to her. I wasn't surprised that she didn't show any reaction at how I was dressed. I had on exactly what she had, minus the pendant. I stopped a moment, letting her take in the fact that my breasts were a little larger than hers, although with smaller nipples. And that I too was completely shaved down below. I walked over and as I bent to pick up my glass my boobs hung directly in her face. "Did I mention that I'm an exhibitionist?" I asked.

"No," she said. "But I'm glad you are." I sat down next to her. "So, tell me aboutJamaica," she said, as if a naked woman sitting next to her was an every day thing. "Did you get to any of their nude beaches?"

"No, just the topless ones," I replied.

"Bet these were a big hit there," she said as she reached over and cupped one of my breasts in her hands. I tried not to shiver as she ran her thumb over my nipple.

"The guys seemed to like them," I said as she took her hand away. "And some of the women too," I added. "These are nice also," I said, reaching out and touching one of her tits. "Very nice," I said as I rolled the long tip between my fingers. "We did spend a lot of time naked there, though. With some new friends we made."

"Oh yeah," she said, her hand on my leg, her fingers stroking the inside of my thigh "I want to hear more about that," Shayla said as she took her glasses off. I closed my eyes and she sucked gently on my breast. Her fingers were moving closer to my pussy. I wondered if she could smell my desire. "Did you have sex with these friends?" she asked before kissing my nipple again.

"Yes."

Kiss "The women too?"

"Yes."

Kiss. "Did you like it?"

"Yes."

Kiss. "Do you want to have sex with me?" she asked.

"Yes," I answered, pulling her face up to mine. We looked each other in the eye a moment, and then I pressed my mouth to hers. Her tongue was between my lips, her hand moving between my legs. "Yes," I whispered once again as she penetrated me with her fingers. "Oh yes I do."

Shayla pulled her face away from mine and eased my legs apart. Then she began kissing me on the neck. I put my hands on her shoulders and gently moved her head down. She kissed both of my nipples, then moved on down, running her tongue down my belly until it was just teasing my slit. Looking up at me she said, "Tell me what you want, Kim."

"I want you. I want you to do me."

"Do what? You have to tell me before I do it," she teased.

"I want you to make love to me, to eat my pussy. Please," I begged, "Eat my pussy, Shayla" Immediately she pressed her mouth against my lower lips, forcing her tongue into my cunt. "Oh yes, yes, yes Shayla." I put my hands on the back of her head. Not to guide her, you don't need to guide another woman, she knows just where you want to be touched and licked. But I wanted to feel her, touch her as she pleased me.

And please me she did. Her tongue alternated between my cunt and my clit, getting harder and deeper with each exploration. Just when I thought I couldn't take it any longer she would back off and gently blow her breath onto me, before plunging her face back to my pussy. "Oh god, Shayla," I murmured. "Make me cum, please, make me cum." Then, "OHSHITOHYESYESYES," as she shoved her fingers deep into me. My back arched, forcing me hard against her face as the orgasm surged through my body. I continued screaming as she sucked and licked and fingered me through climax after climax. Finally I pulled her face away from my crotch. She rose slightly until I was kissing her open-mouthed. I could taste my sex, my cum, on her mouth.

As we kissed we twisted around until she was lying on her back on the sofa with me on top of her. My leg was between hers and I could feel the heat and moisture of her crotch against my thigh. "My turn now," I whispered. "Tell me what you want; what you want me to do."

"Eat my pussy, please Kim. Do it." I began trailing kisses down her body until I was positioned on my knees between her legs. I held her pussy lips open and ran my nose over it, inhaling the strong aroma of her sex, before flicking my tongue into her. She let out a little sigh as I contacted her large swollen nub. Her clit was as big around as my little finger and just over an inch long, as it throbbed in time with her pulse.  Shoving my face against her, I stuck my tongue as deeply into her as I could get it. The smell and taste of her desire was overwhelming. I licked at the moisture in her for a moment, and then slowly began teasing her clit. As she got more excited I sucked the Little Man between my lips, at the same time exploring her insides with my fingers. More and more honey was running out of her and I lapped at it. My mouth slid down over her lips, then on down. Pussy juice was running into her ass crack and I licked at it, penetrating that tiny hole with my tongue as well. Shayla was making inarticulate noises, noises of pure pleasure, telling me she was cumming - as if I couldn't tell that by what was flowing from her. Over and over again she came, first with my tongue in her ass and my fingers in her cunt, then with my tongue in her cunt and a finger up her butt. The whole time I was rubbing her clit with my thumb.

I don't know how many orgasms she had, but eventually she pulled my face away from her sex and we kissed again, this time she got to taste her sex on my face. We lay with our bodies pressed together a long time before finally disengaging and sat up, reaching for our drinks. We both downed our wine in a single gulp. "I better call Alan," I said.

"You're not gonna tell him what to expect, are you?" Shayla asked, sounding slightly disappointed

"Of course not, I'm going to tell him to pick up more wine."

"Good idea," she agreed. "I'll go pour us another round." As she walked to the kitchen I watched that ass of hers again. This time I could see it glistening with the mixture of her cum and my saliva.

When Shayla came back with our glasses I called Alan. He agreed to pick up more wine and I went over the directions with him again. I tried to keep my voice steady despite the fact Shayla was sucking on my tit the whole time. When we hung up I told her, "He said he'll be at least an hour."

"So," she said, "Think we can come up with anything to do while we wait?"

"I believe we can," I said as I moved my hand between her legs. We kissed and played with each other a while, then she suggested we go to the bedroom. No argument from me. As soon as we got there I laid down on my back with Shayla on her knees next to me. "Sixty-nine" I said. The words were no sooner out of my mouth when she swung her leg over, her pussy directly above my face. Slowly she lowered herself until my lips were on hers. As I licked at her, she began licking at me. Quickly we were pressed face to cunt, cunt to face - sharing a massive orgasm.

* * * * *

I was a little surprised when Kim called me about coming by her friend's house after work. Usually we were both so tired when we got off that socializing was the last thing on our minds. But I was glad to be doing something besides going home and falling asleep. Then when she called the second time to tell me to pick up some wine it began to sound like an enjoyable evening. Maybe not as much fun as the evenings we'd spent on vacation, but at least something different. "Shall I get a small bottle of expensive wine, or a large bottle of the cheap stuff?" I asked.

"Definitely the large one," she answered.

"Sounds good to me," I said, hoping we wouldn't both have headaches the next morning.

I managed to find the house without much trouble. When I knocked on the door Kim called out, "Come on in, Honey, the doors unlocked." As soon as I was inside, well, I almost dropped the wine. There was Kim and a good looking brunette sitting on the sofa. Kim had her arm around the other woman's shoulder and both were completely naked. "Holy shit," I thought. "I think I just won the lottery."

"Alan, this is Shayla. Shayla, Alan," Kim said.

"Uh, glad to meet you, I stammered." Do you offer to shake hands with a naked woman you've just met? I was a little fuzzy on the etiquette. Kim got up and took the bottle out of my hand. I'd forgotten I was holding it.

"I'll go pour us each a glass," she said.

As Kim walked out of the room Shayla reached out and took my hand in hers. "Kim didn't exaggerate when she said you were a hunk, did she?" Hunk. Me. I didn't really think so. But then I stopped thinking when Shayla pulled me down until my face was nearly touching hers. Somehow our lips were together and her tongue was in my mouth. As we kissed I sank to my knees. Between her knees actually. I broke the kiss, then leaned forward and began kissing one of her nipples. Before I knew it Shayla's beautiful pussy was right in front of my face. She was shaved, just like Kim. I could see her erect clit and moisture forming on her lips and could smell her sex. Tentatively I ran my tongue over those lips and large clit, and then pushed it inside her. "Oooh, that's nice," she purred as I licked at her. She put one leg behind my neck and pulled me tighter. I teased her big clit with my tongue while easing two fingers into her cunt. She was so hot, so wet I was sure Kim had been there before me.

As I was feasting on Shayla's pussy Kim returned. She sat down next to us on the sofa. "Don't stop, Alan. Please don't stop. I'm so close." Her clit was swelling against my tongue. I worked my fingers harder in and out of her cunt. I felt a hand on the back of my head and realized it was Kim's. Looking up I could see that Kim was sucking on one of Shayla's nipples. Just then Shayla screamed, "Oh yes oh fuck yes I'MCUMINGI'MCUMMING." The juice was flooding out of her, soaking my face and hand.

Finally she pushed me away and Kim leaned down and kissed me. "God Alan, you taste like pussy." Then she kissed me again. "And I love it."

Shayla then kissed me. "Oh yeah, I love the taste of my sex on a man's face." Then turning to Kim she added, "Almost as much as I loved tasting it on yours, lover." As I watched the two of them kissed passionately.

When they broke the kiss Kim said, "I think someone here is overdressed." She began opening my shirt while Shayla worked on my pants. As soon as I was undressed both women dropped to their knees. Kim held my dick up and the women's tongues met around it, then Shayla took me completely into her mouth while Kim licked at my balls. They continued licking and sucking and kissing me - and kissing each other - a few minutes, then Kim pulled away. "Enough of this, you've got a job to do honey." Smiling at Shayla, still sucking my cock, she went on, "I think our new lover here needs to be fucked. Think he's up to it, Shayla?"

Shayla took me out of her mouth and shook me gently. "Yep, I'm sure he's up to it. Let's go get in bed."

As soon as we got to the bedroom Shayla laid down on her back. Kim knelt beside her as I positioned myself on my knees between Shayla's legs. Kim took hold of my dick and began rubbing the tip along Shayla's wet slit before forcing my head between the lips. I arched my back, driving my cock deep into the warmth of Shayla's cunt where I could feel her biting at me. As I worked myself in and out Kim began sucking again on Shayla's nipple. Shayla slid her hand under Kim to her crotch and I could see her penetrating my wife's pussy with her fingers while Kim caressed my balls. Soon we were all making happy sex sounds. Shayla wrapped her legs tight around my butt as she began cumming again. I froze, buried as deeply as I could get in her body, trying to delay my own orgasm. "Give it to me," Shayla demanded. "Cum with me, give it to me." That's when my wife shoved a finger up my butt and I lost all control. My cock exploded inside the woman's cunt. Again and again I throbbed as my balls emptied themselves until I was completely spent. My dick began to shrink and soon it slipped out of its confinement. Both women kissed me, then I lay down on Shayla's left side and Kim stretched out on her right.

After we caught our breath Shayla turned to Kim and said, "Honey, I think your husband's cum is leaking out of me." Kim reached down and touched the woman's pussy.

"Yep, it sure is."

"You wanna taste it?" Shayla asked.

"Uh huh," Kim said, nodding. Shayla got on her knees, straddling Kim's face. As I watched, Kim pulled Shayla's lips apart and a string of spunk oozed out until it was touching my wife's lips. As Kim licked at the semen, Shayla slowly lowered herself until Kim's tongue was inside her.

Slowly Shayla rubbed herself against Kim's lips a few times, and then dismounted. Kim’s face was glistening with sex juices. Shayla licked Kim's wet face then looked up and rolled her eyes. "Mmm, that's nice, thank you Kim. And thank you too," she said looking at me.

"You get a taste too," Kim said as she turned and began kissing me, letting me taste the combined man/woman cum on her lips. "Now, Alan honey, go get our wine." Reluctantly I got out of the bed and headed to the living room to fetch the drinks.

* * * * *

As Alan left the room I turned to Kim and said, "You're husband is great. I praise the Goddess for having you share him with me."

"It was a hell of a lot of fun. Maybe I should find out more about this Goddess if she gives presents like this."

I leaned forward, dangling my tit so that it was teasing Kim's lips. "I assume he does seconds."

"He better," Kim said between licks at my nipple. "I need to be fucked too." I reached down and slid my finger into her pussy. It was hot, wet and swollen. "You're ready for sure," I told her, "But we'll have to work on him for a while." Just then Alan returned to the room, our glasses in one hand and the wine bottle in the other. He stopped where he was, watching his wife sucking on my tit while I fingered her pussy. I could see that his cock was about half erect. It wasn't going to take much to get him ready again.

"Come here," I said to him. "I want to taste myself on you. He put the drinks down and got on the bed, holding his dick in front of my face, letting me lick the sticky residue of our sex off it. His balls were dangling in front of Kim's face and she licked at them. I sucked Alan completely into my mouth and teased him with my tongue. I could feel him growing. Hell, what man wouldn't with one woman sucking his cock and another sucking his balls.

When Alan was completely hard I took him out. "Lay down," I ordered. Your wife wants to be fucked." I got no argument as he immediately lay down on his back. I held his dick erect and Kim knelt over it. Slowly she lowered herself and I inserted Tab A into Slot B. As she impaled herself on the hard cock I leaned over and flicked my tongue across her swollen clit before moving back. Kim leaned over, dangling her tits over his husband's mouth. From what she had done to me earlier I knew what she would like. I moved behind her and ran my tongue down the crack of her ass, teasing the tiny hole and squeezing Alan's balls at the same time.

I had wanted this woman from the first time she walked into my office that morning. And I had known she was mine the first time she had looked down my blouse. No long seduction was needed, just get naked and get down. Alan was a bonus - a very welcome bonus. I continued tongue-fucking Kim's asshole while Alan was driving into her cunt. I smiled at the thought that soon he would be cumming again - filling her with his sperm. And I'd get to suck it out of her.

Thank you, Goddess.

On Monday, February 7th, I got an unexpected email.  It was from a guy I

had chatted with online a couple of months ago.  His email said that he

was in town for an overnight layover and that he was at the Embassy

Suites Hotel at Logan Airport and he would be leaving early in the

morning.  John acknowledged that it was short notice, but gave his cell

phone number and asked if I wanted to hook up.

 

Though the email had come earlier in the day, it was around two thirty

in the afternoon when I saw it.  I thought about it for a good half

hour before deciding what to do.  I called my sitter to see if she

could watch my son overnight, telling her I would be stuck at work

until late because of a situation that developed.  She agreed to take

my son, so I had that covered.  Next I told my boss I was having bad

cramps and I was allowed to leave a little early from work.  Before

leaving, I went to the ladies room and removed all of my clothing and

put my overcoat on and buttoned it all the way, stuffing my clothes

into my bag.  Nobody seemed to notice as I left that my legs were bare,

yet I was wearing slacks when I arrived.  Even if someone said

something, my excuse could explain why.

 

I arrived at the Logan Embassy Suites just before five and left

everything in my car except for my coat, high heels, and car keys and

called the cell number John gave me from the courtesy phone in the

lobby.  He answered right away and seemed surprised when he found out

it was me.  I guess because I had to turn him down when he was here

around Christmas.  I was out of town during the holidays, so I couldn't

meet him then.  I asked John what room he was in.  He told me 312 and

said he would see me soon.  I didn't tell him I was already at the

hotel.  I wanted him to be surprised.  I took an elevator to the third

floor and looked for his room.  I was nervous like a school girl on

prom night.  Except for a few emails and photos that we had exchanged,

we had never met, yet here I was almost naked to meet a stranger for

sex.  I was already aroused as I raised my hand to knock on 312.

 

John opened the door and smiled.  He was only wearing some sweatpants

with no shirt and had a body that would make most men envious.  "Your

photos didn't do you justice." I said as I ran my hand over his chest. 

His skin was the color of dark chocolate and he was built like an

athlete.  I placed my other hand on his chest and he pulled me closer

for a kiss. "How long do you have?" John asked. "I'm here for the

night." I replied. I noticed a wedding ring on his left hand, but I

didn't say anything.  I didn't care that he was married, I was here to

have sex and I wasn't going to leave without it. "Why don't we get you

out of that coat?" He said as he began to unfasten the buttons, from

the bottom up.  You should have seen the look on his face as he undid

the last button and slid the jacket off my shoulders, letting it fall

to the floor, leaving me standing there in nothing but my high heels. "I

think you're a little overdressed."  I told him, as I slipped off my

shoes. I kneeled in front of him and pulled his sweatpants down to his

ankles putting me face to face with his penis.  I suspected he wasn't

wearing briefs and now I was sure.  John had a thick, uncircumcised

cock that looked fairly long in its limp state.  I gave it a gentle

lick.  It twitched.  I licked it again then took the tip into my mouth.

 I didn't care if he was ready or not.  I wanted to see just how big

his cock was, so I began one hell of a blowjob. After a couple of

minutes, John pulled me to my feet and we kissed.  Then he grabbed me

by the waist and flipped me upside down, putting my face back at his

cock and my pussy in his face where he began licking me.  I now knew

that all his muscles were for much more than show.  I deep throated as

much of his cock as I could fit, getting nearly all of it down my

throat.  John used his whiskers on my labia, driving me wild.  He had a

nice big cock and I couldn't wait to ride him.  After a few more

minutes of sixty-nine, John laid me on the bed and climbed on top of

me.  He pinched and nibbled on my nipples as he worked his way up my

body, stopping when the tip of his cock touched my labia.  He paused

there. "Stick it in, please." I begged. He took his cock in his hand

and stroked it up and down my labia, ever so slightly between them.  He

got a big grin on his face and pushed inside me as far as he could.  It

felt heavenly and I had my first orgasm.  John still had an inch or two

of his shaft left out in the cold when he was bottomed out in my pussy.

 I told him to keep pushing.  "Let's see if we can get it all in." I

said. With allot of grimacing on my part, John managed to bury his

entire cock in my cunt before beginning a nice rhythm to fuck me.  He

gave me multiple orgasms for the next half hour, literally fucking my

brains out, until he brought himself to an orgasm and unloaded his seed

inside me.  He collapsed on top of me, his cock going soft in my pussy,

and we kissed and cuddled for a while.

 

I talked John into ordering a snack and refreshments from room service

so we could keep our strength up.  "Once we have eaten, I'll be ready

for more sex." I told John.  He wanted me to cover up before room

service arrived, but I didn't see any need.  "Don't worry about it." I

said.  "I've done this dozens of times and they don't even ask for a

tip."  John slipped his sweats back on just as there was a knock at the

door.  I opened it butt naked and took the tray from the guy and let

John sign for it.  He slapped and squeezed my ass as we passed each

other in the doorway.  A nice touch, I thought, letting the waiter know

exactly what was going on.  John closed the door after signing the

ticket, and the guy never spoke a word, just stood there staring with

his mouth open. "Wow that was sexy." John said. Before he could sit

back down, I yanked his sweats off him again and grabbed hold of his

cock.  "I hope you’re almost ready for more." I teased and pecked him on

the mouth.  We ate our snack and rehydrated ourselves.  "Do you have a

couple of ties with you?" I asked while examining the headboard on the

bed.  "I have several." John answered.  "Why?" "If you have enough, I

want you to tie me up and fuck me again."  I told him with an evil

grin. Boy did his eyes light up.  John pulled a couple ties from his

suitcase and placed the first one on me as a blindfold.  Then he pushed

me face down onto the bed and tied my arms and legs spread eagle. "You

can do anything you want to me and I love being spanked." I told him.

John landed a light slap on my ass. "I hope you can do better than

that.  Harder." I said.  He spanked me again, this time much harder. 

My ass began to warm from the sting. "Again please." I told him.  John

struck my other cheek, causing it to begin warming.  I started to purr.

 He spanked me a couple more times and then position his cock against

my pussy.  John smacked my ass really hard a couple times as he pushed

his cock inside, giving me a great orgasm.  He proceeded to fuck my

pussy for the next half hour, occasionally slapping my ass and thighs,

and giving me several orgasms. Then, out of nowhere, John started

teasing my asshole with his thumb, rubbing little circles against my

sphincter before pushing it in my ass.  He was still fucking my pussy,

and having both holes penetrated made me cum loudly.  I love anal sex,

but John had no way of knowing, but apparently figured it out on his

own.  After my body stopped quivering, John pulled out of me and placed

his tip against my rectum and teased me with it. "Do it." I said. 

"Fuck my ass." After a couple of minutes of additional teasing, he

obliged my request and pushed into my ass in one steady stroke.  It

felt like he was splitting me in half.  He was so big and it felt so

good.  He fucked my asshole for what seemed like an eternity.  I don't

know how many orgasms I had, but he was giving it to me good.  When

John seemed satisfied with fucking me on the bed, he untied me and kept

me blindfolded as he pressed me against the window and continued

fucking my ass, giving a full frontal show to whoever looked up.  I

wish I could have watched just to see how many, if any, people saw me

getting fucked.  It would have been a tremendous turn on knowing that

someone was watching.  After another long ass fucking, John finally

erupted in me, flooding my bowels with hot cum.  It felt incredible and

I moaned loudly as I came again.

 

The hotel must not have had many guests this night.  As loud as I was

moaning during the hours of sex we engaged in, we should have gotten a

knock on the door about complaints from our neighbors.  Perhaps they

did hear and listened and enjoyed it.  No one will ever know.

 

When I seemed to be making too much noise for John's taste, he laid me

on my back with my head off the edge of the bed and proceeded to fuck

my mouth and throat.  When I was sucking his cock earlier, I couldn't

get the whole thing in my mouth.  John didn't let that stop him.  He

forced his cock all the way in.  I was choking and gagging at first,

but he didn't stop and it only took a minute or so before I got use to

it.  He fucked my throat until he came, shooting some of it down my

throat, and the rest across my face and in my hair.  My jaw ached when

he pulled out, so I was quiet for some time after.  I guess that's one

way to silence my moans.

 

John turned me on the bed and tied me up again and started sucking and

nibbling on my nipples.  His nibbling soon turned into chewing and he

bit down pretty hard on my nipples.  I thought he was going to draw

blood.  After spending several minutes on each nipple, John started

chewing on my tits, sucking the one into his mouth and biting down, and

then chewing on it as he let bit by bit slip out.  Then he switched to

my other tit and did the same.  I could clearly see teeth marks on my

tits from his actions.  That doesn't mean I was not enjoying it, because I

was. He continued torturing my breasts for a while longer before

sliding down to lick my pussy again.  At first he was gentle, just

licking and sucking on my labia, but soon he started biting my pussy

like he did to my tits.  He would suck one side of my inner labia into

his mouth and chew and bite down on it, then switch sides.  When he

sucked my clit into his mouth and started rubbing his tongue all over it, I

started a long, intense orgasm.  Then he bit down hard on my clit,

still rubbing it, and I screamed while my body shuddered.  It was a

good five minutes before my orgasm subsided, and that's when John eased

up on my pussy.

 

He untied me and rolled me onto my stomach and parted my legs, taking a

position between them.  John started to lick and suck, nibble and bite,

on my thighs and ass.  His sucking was very much like getting a hickee

back in school from my first boyfriend, so I knew he was going to leave

a mark.  When he seemed content with marking my backside, he stood me

up and bent me over his lap.  At first, he was playing with my asshole,

but he soon revealed the real purpose for putting me in that position

and proceeded to give me a spanking.  It wasn't a spanking like one

might get from their parents when they were in trouble, this was hard,

loud, and brutal.  Every few minutes he would pause and finger my ass

or pussy, making me think he was done, but then he would smack my ass

again.  Once he had thoroughly reddened my ass, he started working down

onto my thighs until they were warm and red too.  I had a couple

orgasms due to my spanking, which only made John slap me harder.  I

guess he didn't intend for me to be enjoying myself, but I was

nevertheless.

 

When John finished my spanking, he bent me over one of the desk chairs

and tied my wrists and ankles to it.  He then proceeded to fuck all

three of my holes, spending a few minutes in each one before moving to

another.  I'm not sure how long this went on, but I guess it was over

an hour.  When John finally was able to get himself off again, he used

my hair to jerk himself off and then deposited his entire load in my

hair and rubbed it in.  He sat on the bed for a few minutes, and then

went to the bathroom.  I didn't know if he was done yet, or if he was

merely taking a break.  I was still bound to the chair awaiting my fate

either way.  Awhile later John returned from the bathroom and smacked

my ass good and hard.  Then he untied me and lay on the bed.   I took

my place beside him and kissed his cheek.

 

After having sex every which way that John wanted, we finally spooned

and fell asleep.  I was happy and content and I hoped John was pleased

with me so that we might meet again.  I don't know how long we fucked,

but it was well into the wee hours of the morning.  I was fucked raw

and tired and sweaty, and slept like the dead.

 

I woke up as it started to get light the next morning.  I rolled over to

cuddle with John and discovered that I was alone.  I know he said he

was flying out early, but I expected him to at least wake me to say

goodbye before going.  I called in sick to work before falling back

into my slumber, sleeping until the maid came in to clean the room.  It

was nearly eleven, checkout time, so I got up and slipped on my coat

and carried my shoes to leave.  The maid looked at me with disgust,

like I was a whore or a prostitute as I put on my coat.  I can't blame

her.  I wasn't expecting to stay as long as I did, so getting caught

naked and wearing almost nothing as I left just happened.  I didn't even button

my coat as I slipped past her and I gave her a smile like I had an

incredible time as well as a full frontal flash and strutted down the

hallway to the elevator.  I had dried cum in my hair and cum leaking from

my pussy and ass.  It has been quite a while since I took the walk of

shame, but here I was doing just that.  Just wait until she sees all of

the cum stains left on the sheets, I thought to myself.

 

When I got home and examined myself in a mirror, I discovered bite marks

remaining on my ass and thighs, as well as the ones on my tits and my

ass was still beet red, hours after my spanking.  At least there

weren't any marks that would show when I was clothed for work.  I took

a quick hot shower and went to bed to get some rest before my son gets

home from school.

The New England autumn rain had stopped by the time I drove the rental south on Route 95 back toward my hotel.  It was late and the taillights of the few cars on the highway shone on the wet pavement ahead of me.  I had traveled back to my home town to visit family.  Not a particularly happy visit.  A funeral, in fact.  Despite the sadness that brought us together, it was good to see people who I hadn’t seen in so long.  It was over though, and I would fly home the next morning.

   Those thoughts occupied my mind as I drove, and I guess I wasn’t paying close enough attention as I got a little too close to a black BMW in front of me before swinging around to go by.  As I slowly passed I looked over, the bright overhead highway lights illuminating the woman behind the wheel.  She looked over, too.  I thought she’d be annoyed at my close approach to her back bumper, but she seemed to smile as I accelerated away.  I pulled back into her lane with her headlights in my mirror.

   My mind drifted off again until I got to the Airport exit and eased off the interstate.  As I waited at the light at the bottom of the off ramp, I noticed that the Beamer had pulled up behind me.  When I made the left ontoPost Road, so did she.  And she followed me onto the street next to the hotel.  And then into the parking lot, pulling into a space about fifty feet away.  Kind of a coincidence, I thought.

   I gathered up a few things, got out of the car, and walked across the wet asphalt to the entrance to my wing of the hotel.  I heard the clicking of the Beamer Woman’s boots following me, and as I opened the door to enter the hotel, she broke into a little jog to catch up.  I held the door for her and walked down the corridor to the elevator.

   She was still right behind me.

   The elevator door opened immediately and we both entered.  I hit the button for the third floor and asked, “Which floor would you like?”

   “I’m going to three, also.”

   As the car rose, I glanced over at a fairly stunning woman.  Early thirties, I’d say.  Younger than me by a ways.  Wearing glasses, a very stylish overcoat, and shiny black boots.  She stared straight ahead until the door opened at the third floor.

   “Have a nice evening.” I said, and turned down the hall to my room.

   When I stuck the card in the slot and opened the door, Beamer Woman was about ten feet behind me.  Before I let the door close, I turned to sneak one last look as she went by.

   She didn’t go by.

   She stopped right in front of the door.  We stared at each other silently for about five seconds.  Her overcoat was open at the top, and I didn’t see anything underneath.  I stood aside and allowed her to brush right by me as she walked slowly into my suite.

   She turned to face me in the semi-darkness, her hands in the pockets of her coat.  I felt a moment of stupidity as I thought about what could be in her hand.  But her hands were empty when she took them out of her pockets, removed her glasses, and untied the belt which closed her coat at the waist.

   My tie was loose and my jacket unbuttoned, but I was starting to feel a bit overdressed as the soft street light streamed through the window and revealed the lovely, naked woman under the overcoat.  Her nipples were like pink Hershey’s Kisses on her cute little boobs.

   “My name is Ben.” I said.

   “Good evening, Ben.”

   “And you?” I asked.

   “When I do this, my name is Shayla.”

   “Why me, Shayla?”

   She looked me in the eyes and said, “The why of this is none of your business.  It’s about me.”  She stepped close to me and whispered, “I think you’re gonna like it though.”

   Shayla gently put her hands on my chest and leaned in for a kiss.  It was the sweetest kiss I’d had for a long time.

   When our lips parted, she ran her hands down my body, pressing her fingers into my abs before unbuckling my belt and opening my pants.  As my cock flopped out she looked up at me again and slowly went to her knees.

   Two strokes and I was stiff in her hand.  Shayla smiled, took me in her mouth and started a beautiful, wet blowjob.  I threw off my jacket, lost the tie and shirt, and stood there with my hands resting on the sides of Shayla’s head as she bobbed on my dick.

   She squeezed her breasts and massaged her clit as she no-handed the blowjob, all the while staring straight up at me.  She came up for air, and murmured, “So…fucking…hard.”

   I pulled her up to her feet, and kissed her again.  No sweetness this time, our tongues fighting for possession of the other’s mouth.  Shayla broke away, breathing hard now, and shrugged off her coat as I kicked off my shoes and socks and jumped out of my pants.

   When I glanced at her legs she said, “The boots stay on.  I’m not gonna be here that long anyway.”

   Shayla turned and climbed onto the bed, and I got my first look at her gorgeous, perfect ass.  I reached out and gave her a playful smack, and she spun around quickly and said, “I hope you can hit harder than that, Ben.”

   I pushed her onto her back with the intention of spearing her sweet, bald pussy with my tongue, but before I could get there, Shayla grabbed me by the hair and said, “Uhn-uh.  Lie down.  I want you in me.  Right…fucking…now.”  In the blink of an eye she had straddled me and slid my cock into her very wet pussy.  Shayla wiggled slowly down my dick, sinking all the way onto me.  She leaned forward, dug her nails into my chest, and started a hard, grinding fuck.  Her hair swished across her pretty face as she moved on me.  Shayla looked so good riding my cock.  I thought that her nipples were hard when she first opened her coat, but now when I reached up and pinched them between my fingertips they felt like little bullets.

   Then, for the first time since she stopped in front of my hotel room door, Shayla closed her eyes, losing herself in the fucking.  I remembered what she had said minutes before, and gave her a very sharp spank on the ass.  Her eyes jumped open and her pussy clenched my cock.  “Fuck.” she breathed, “You were paying attention, weren’t you?”

   She smiled and kept right on fucking me.  Her body shuddered every time my hand fell and the crack of my palm on her sweet ass echoed through the suite.  She was moving with purpose now, and the only purpose in either of our minds was Shayla getting off.

   “You’re gonna come, aren’t you Shayla?”

   WHACK!

   “You’re gonna fuck me ‘til you come on my hard cock.”

   SMACK!

   Shayla’s clit was glued to my pubic bone as she squirmed on my dick.  I grabbed her by both of her wrists and held them tightly.  She suddenly sat straight up on my cock as her body rocked with the beginning of her orgasm.

   “FfffffffffffffuuuuuuuuuUUUUCK!”  I let go of her wrists and held her tits roughly.  Shayla’s awesome ass was moving in thirteen different directions as she came…and came…and came.

   After things settled down, Shayla was resting her body on my chest.  My cock was still hard inside her.

   “I’ve done this before.  Three times.” she said.  “It’s never worked out quite right.  Not the way I want it to.  Something always made it less than perfect.”   She put her face nose-to-nose with mine.  “But this was fucking perfect.”

   Shayla climbed off my cock.  I figured that it was over.  She looked at me.  “Hey, you didn’t come, did you?”

   “You said that this was about you.” I reminded her.

   She paused.  “Yeah, well.  Listen, I’ve gotta go soon, but here’s the deal.”  She walked over to her coat and took something out of the pocket.  “After I get lubed up, you’ve got five minutes, okay?”  Shayla oozed some lube onto her palm and smiled at me as she started working it into her little butthole.  “You’re a good boy, Ben.  And good boys get to fuck me in the ass.”

   Well, I almost came right there when she said that.  Shayla tossed the little bottle aside and hopped back onto the bed.  She slathered the last of the lube on my cock.  “Whoa, be careful girl.” I said.

   She laughed and got on all fours.  She tossed her hair back and smiled over her shoulder.  “Remember, in five minutes I’m putting on my coat and walking out of here.”

   Now it was my turn to laugh.  “No problem.”

   I turned my attention to Shayla’s ass.  Her wonderful, glorious, magnificent ass.  And the cute puckered hole right in the center.  I put my hard cock against her butt, and after the head popped through, I pushed.  Not fast.  Not slow.  Steady.  All the way in.  Then all the way back out…almost.  Then in again.

   Shayla moved back into my hips as I grabbed a handful of her hair and fucked her sweet ass relentlessly.  The fingers of her right hand curled into her pussy, my balls bouncing on her knuckles as we both went for it.  “I’m gonna fucking come again.” she moaned.

   “How much time have I got?”

   “One minute.”

   I twisted her hair firmly and slammed my cock into her, hard.  “How much?”

   “Okay!  Two minutes!”

   I laughed again.  I was right on the edge, and all I wanted was for Shayla to come with me.

   She didn’t make me wait.

   Shayla arched her back and started a low howl.  I cracked my hand on her ass again, and she kept howling softly as her whole body shook like an earthquake was hitting the hotel.  Her perfect butthole clenched on my cock as her second orgasm hit us both.  My balls exploded and I unloaded inside her like a fire hose.

   As promised, in two minutes Shayla had her coat on.  She gave me one last sweet kiss and walked toward the door.  She looked back and said, “See, Ben?  I told you that you were gonna like it.”

   Standing by the window in the darkness, I watched as minutes later the black BMW rolled out of the parking lot, took a right on Post Road and headed back to the highway, her taillights shining on the wet pavement just like when I first saw her.  Shayla never did answer my question, “Why me?”  I guess it didn’t matter after all.

 Easter morning was the most shameful yet exciting morning of my life. When I say I was very naughty girl, I mean it. I went to visit My family from out of town. I got in Sat. Morning .My step bother was also visiting, He looked nothing like the short little nerd I remember seeing from time to time. He was Tall Dark and YUMMY! My pus dripped just looking at him. As the day went on, we visited, ate and had wonderful family time. Later on that Night I decided to go out and party , my step brother asked if he could tag along , I said yes and we set off to the Club. He bought the first round, and I got the second. By the time we left , I was wasted and thinking about How I want to fuck his brains out.

As we rode back to the house, I got up the nerve to grab his cock. To my surprise He was already Hard. I heard him say "Mmmm Yes just what I was thinking"! I smiled and continued on. I pulled his large rod out and began licking and sucking it. Mmmmm I moaned as I tasted him. with every bob of my head on his cock my pussy got wetter, I want him inside so badly. We decided to get a room to continue. I sucked him til we got there. As we pulled into the parking lot of the Hotel he came. I sucked and drank every drop of his warm semen, loving every drop.

When we got into the room, He began taking my cloths off, as he kissed my neck and rubbed my tits. My pussy throbbed with excitement as he pulled my panties down and spread my legs to eat! This is so bad I thought, " This is My STEP BROTHER! I grew up with him" ! But it feels so good, I dnt want to stop, I won't stop!

He started licking my pussy so good. Fucking me with his tongue til I squirted all over it. He licked it up with pleasure. When he was done, I sucked him back hard and climbed on top. I shoved his cock deep inside my pussy, pausing for a moment, savoring the fact that it felt like this cock was made for my pussy. He fill me perfectly it seemed and I rode him proudly! Ride that dick he said to me, as I bounced up and down on him, I'm sure I came three times. He had that good, good and he was giving it to me.

He flipped me over on my back and began to pound my pussy hard, holding my legs up and spread wide. FUCK ME I screamed ! GET THIS PUSSY BOI ! I'm getting it Sis he said. "Oh Yes" I thought, "this is Nasty" ! He pulled out and filled my mouth once again with his juices, and I swallowed with pleasure.

This is so bad he said as he got behind me, "You're a bad girl" I looked back and said A Bad girl for a naughty little boy, Now fuck me Bother I want your cock. As you please sis, As you please.

He grabbed a handful of my long black hair and Started drilling my wet cunt hard and deep. A moaned with pleasure, squirting back to back. He spanked me like a bad girl should be spanked as we fulfilled A naughty fantasy of so many people. I loved It ! and I told him so as he skeet ed all over my ass .

On the ride to our parents home, we both agreed that we would be as normal as possible it front of our parents. They would be Pissed! We arrived went inside to our rooms and went to sleep. I woke later this morning thinking of it and so did he, cause we met in the bathroom and fucked again.....

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Written By Secret

One of my greatest turn-ons is when Tawney tells me stories about her sexual encounters before she met me. The following is a story she wrote down for me a long time ago. It recounts the time that she lost her virginity at the age of 22.

Tawney agreed to take him home that night, partly because he was drunk and being a co-worker she wanted to make sure he got home ok, the other reason was they never had a chance to discuss their brief near-sexual encounter that occurred a few short weeks earlier...

***It was October-fest time and Mark had arranged for the group of them to go to Kitchener to party. Tawney's boyfriend had a house near Kitchener and she thought that it was perfect.

As the night progressed Tawney proceeded to get extremely drunk... as did Mark. When it was time to go home, he asked Tawney if he could spend the night at her boyfriend's house she could drive both of them back to Toronto in the morning. She agreed and they proceeded to her boyfriend’s house.

Tawney was intrigued by him. She had always found him attractive, he was about 6’2” tall, slim slightly muscular with dark hair. She could tell that he was impressed by her as well. Back then her slim waist, smooth perfect legs and DD size breasts turned quite a lot of heads.

They entered the house and decided to drink a little wine as they felt the night was still young. With Tawney's boyfriend out of town for the weekend there was no one to worry about waking up so they decided to listen to some of his record collection. After a while and the wine starting to take effect, they walked up to the bedroom.

Mark began to kiss her as he started to undress her, the next few moments were blurry to her, the next thing she remembered Mark was on top of her naked body, himself naked.

As they lied on the bed he tried to shove his partly erect cock into her. Whether it was the fact that he had too much to drink and he couldn't get fully erect or the fact that Tawney was a virgin and her pussy was so tight, he couldn't get inside of her. They fell asleep and woke in the morning not to discuss what had just happened.***

That was a few weeks ago and she wanted to talk about it, as it was confusing her to her own feelings. She pulled up to his house and he asked her if she wanted to come inside for a drink and they could talk, Tawney agreed and followed him in.

As they approached the door he told her that his parents were home and they would have to be quiet so they would not be discovered. They crept inside, across strewn shoes littering the hallway, and went into his bedroom downstairs, closing the door behind them.

Once inside Tawney turned to him and began to talk. Mark had other things on his mind and began to kiss her neck, much to her protests. His kissing became more aggressive and she told him to slow down, he then told her to "Shut up and let me fuck you." Tawney was stunned; no one had ever said anything like that to her before. She did as she was told for the rest of the evening.

He undid the buttons of her blouse and slid his hand along her skin. he then pulled the blouse off her and undid her bra, exposing her enormous breasts. "you have great tits" Mark told Tawney as he started to kiss her shoulders "thanks" was all she could murmur as her fears were becoming real, she wanted to stop him but she didn't know how. His mouth moved down to her nipples and he kissed them both passionately, her nipples were always sensitive and she felt a little uncomfortable, but he continued and bit down on them with his teeth.

He sat her on the bed as he stood up and started to undress himself. He slid his shirt off and started to undo his pants. Then he took her hand and guided it to his hard-on, now raging in his underpants. She took out his tool and began to stroke him as he stepped out of his remaining clothes.

Up until this point Tawney had only performed oral sex on boys before and she had seen a few different cocks, however she wasn’t prepared for just how large his was. She tried to suck it, but was only able to get a portion of it in her mouth.

He lowered her down on the bed, crawled between her legs, pushed her skirt up around her waist and pulled off her panties. She gasped as his head made its way down to her inner- thighs, she had never been touched down there by someone and had always wanted to know what this was going to feel like.

As he slow ran his tongue along her clit she felt warmth come from deep within her. It felt so wonderful and she could feel herself getting wet, but eventually asked him to stop as it was just too intimate.

Mark reached over to his dresser and brought out a condom, the sight gave her shivers of curiosity and fear. As he unwrapped it he handed it to her to place on him, she didn't know how it was done so she handed it back to him. She watched as he slipped it over his cock that was so big and hard now she worried if it was going to hurt too badly.

Mark raised her legs over her head with her feet together so high that  she could not see what he was doing. As he held her feet up with one hand he began to rub his cock head along her pussy lips. She whimpered slightly and he reminded her to be quiet as his parents were upstairs.

He pushed his cock forward and Tawney let out a muffled cry, slowly he pulled out and pushed again going in deeper this time, she was so tight he could not believe it and he pushed forward. Tawney felt his cock pushing against her cherry and knew that the next thrust would break it so she grabbed the sheets with both hands as he pushed forward.

His strokes became faster as he began to fill her up. She felt the walls of her cunt stretching to accommodate his huge member and she wondered if they would ever stretch back. When he was fully inside of her he rested her feet on his shoulders and began pumping fast and hard, Tawney closed her eyes and held the sheets tight.

Mark grunted as he fucked her hard. He then turned her on her side and fucked her face to face. Looking into his eyes Tawney started to enjoy this position, but it was not for long. He laid on his back and instructed her to sit on his cock.

She positioned herself over him and slowly lowered herself on to him. He grabbed her tits as they jiggled in his face. Never having done this before she didn't know what to do, Mark pumped his cock from below and grabbed her ass cheeks, causing Tawney to moan. He told her to turn around on his cock, it took her a few minutes to fully turn herself around making sure that he was still inside of her.

He grabbed her hair and pulled her back to him pumping into her. The orange light of the bedside lamp threw rakish shadows of their act across the gray walls of Mark's clothes-strewn room.

Mark laid her on her back again and raised one of her legs over his shoulder then inserted his cock again. He jammed it into her faster than ever now and she felt him get bigger, she knew he was going to cum. He grunted loudly as he shot his load into the rubber he had on, then collapsed on the bed.

Tawney, feeling sore, used and confused dressed quickly and left only getting a thanks on the way out from the man who had just taken her virginity. She quietly left the house and drove home.

Beautiful story of a lady going past her old boundaries and finding a wonderful new life.

I wanna hear more. You wrote that was just the beginning. . . So what else happened to you. Tell more. Please.

Nice having a lady who openly and unashamedly calls herself a slut wife on here. . . Good story. thanks

Becoming a Slut Wife

My first experience 

by Beth

 

 It's June 7th 2009   Hi, my name is Beth. I am 27 years old, married, 5'5" tall, 130 lbs. black hair, nice round ass and large breasts. I have been married to Sam for 7 years and up until 6 years ago had never had sexual encounters with anyone other than my husband.

But then:
 

It's May of 2003 during sex, my husband, Sam, would talk about me having sex with another men. I would call him sick and ask him to quit talking like that. He would keep making suggestion about additional sex partners, wanting to see me have sex with another man.     

 

Many times I would suck his cock while he fucked me with a dildo and ask me to imagine it was another man’s cock. After a couple of times, I started to imagine it was another man’s cock in my pussy and started getting hotter and hotter. I started to cum like never before. Still, I would not try sex with another man or let my husband know how much I enjoyed the dildo.     

 

I just could not understand how, if he really loved me, he could want me to be fucked by someone else, this made no since to me. I know that I loved him, and I would never want Sam to have sex with another woman. However, he just kept talking about giving me my sexual freedom.
 

Another couple of months of this, my husband approached me with another idea. He would set up an encounter with a man and all I would have to do is masturbate the man to orgasm. He said this would give me a chance to see what it would be like handling another cock and if I did not like it I could quit plus it would not be cheating since the man would have not fucked me. I refused, but after a couple of more months of begging I agreed only to get him to shut up. So, I would jack off a guy and tell my husband I hated it and it would be over. 
 

He came home from work and informed me he arranged an encounter with a man he met for Friday afternoon before I went to work. I was very nervous and wanted to back out, but decided to get it over and done with. I was to wear black hose, black panties and a black bra, nothing else. I was getting pissed, but agreed. At 2pm the doorbell rang. I answered the door half naked and it was Barry, the man my husband set me up with. We talked a while and I told him my story. He moved closer to me and kissed me. I pulled back and said that’s not part of the deal. He asks how he is going to get hard if he can't get excited. So we begin to make out. His tongue was down my throat and his hands rubbing my tits. I was getting excited. He broke away to get undressed. When is slid he pants off I could not believe I was looking at a strange mans cock. I started rubbing his cock, watching it grow. He started kissing me again and I responded back pushing my tongue down his throat. Stroking his cock as it grew in my hand. He undid my bra and began massaging my tits. I was as hot as I have ever been in my life. 

After a few minutes, Barry lowered his head and began sucking my tits while his hand was rubbing up my leg up to my wet and throbbing pussy. I was stroking his rock hard cock and loved it. All a sudden he slid 2 fingers in my pussy and I began to cum. I was moaning very load by now. I could feel my wetness running down the inside of my legs. Barry was ready to cum and asked if he could cum on my tits. I said yes and he took his cock and pumped large gobs of cum all over my tits. I rubbed the cum all over my chest, it was so hot. 
 

Barry got dressed, kissed me deeply and thanked me for a hot time. I told him I enjoyed it myself and looked forward to doing it again.
After coming home from work that evening I told my husband what happened. He was so excited and fucked me silly and I needed a cock badly. I imagine his cock fucking me was Barry's cock and I came harder than ever in my life. Sam ask me if I wanted to try it again and I agreed quickly! I had started to become a slut wife.

Beth

Your welcome!

That's a hot story. Made me wet. Thank you

I actually lived a Bukkake style fantasy night which I will post later but this is the dream that started...

It starts out with me just lying on my bed dozing my hands are actively roaming all over my body. I start to ahem... shall we say masturbate, then out of nowhere comes these 3 sexy guys sorry 4 sexy dudes come and start stroking their cocks standing over me and watching the action.

I grab one of the cocks and starting sucking and playing with it and he starts to deep throat me, this leads me to start fondling one of the other guys standing around watching, in the meantime one of the guys gets down on his knees and moves down to my pussy and starts to suck and play with my clit...omg I'm in pure ecstasy at this point, but one guy whispers in my ear don't cum yet on hold were not done. Guy number one is still deep thrusting in my mouth and me I can’t get enough of his wet, thick, hard cock. I’m lapping it up like kitten laps up milk from a bowel. This is just insane again I’m just about to cum and the say again no don’t cum yet, I’m sooo wet and dripping it’s not funny, the guys are dripping as well and oh so close. The one who was sucking my pussy is also every hard he stands puts on a condom and within seconds is in me so hard I just about explode. The boys around me with their hard cocks yell, now, now, I cum as I’m about to yell in pure happiness “OH GOD “the men CAME over my body, my face my pussy, in my hair, I gush my juices all over the cock that was just in me......it was my first all over cum bath... there we were panting wanting more but I was exhausted and laid there just with this smile on my face like the cat who just caught the mouse.

 

Hope you Enjoyed!

 

kk

Very hot story. Long build up to the sex parts. But you kept me reading. Very good description of the bj especially the part where you drag your teeth along the shaft. Also the part of holding his cum in your mouth and "then finally let it go". That begs the question, did you swallow or spit? Thanks for this story. Please write more.

 

The following is a true account of Tawney’s second slutwife adventure with her friend Tony. It is in her own words in a story she wrote for me:

 

I got a text that he was available at night so I said that I would meet him at a local pool hall/bar. He was just coming off of work and wanted to see me. I had a nice bath and got myself squeaky clean. My hair was blow dried and I put on some eye makeup. I wore a black bra with pink leopard straps and a little bow in the front. I wore a sleeveless black dress that had a plunging neckline and a black necklace that had lots of bobs and a chain edge. I wore some great sandals and cool earrings and some fab perfume.

 

I parked and walked to the bar, then I texted him that I was there. The room upstairs had a bar in the front area and pool tables off to the side. Various artwork hung from the walls and the speakers were blaring. He came in and we ordered some beer and food. He offered me the drink and we sat by the pool tables. He was wearing a dark jacket and carrying a backpack. We talked about work and the art on the walls. Then about the place, as I had never been there. The atmosphere seemed pretty relaxed and we hung out a bit.

 

Then he asked me if I wanted to play and I said ok. He ordered us some cues and I think I broke. I managed to sink a few balls. Then he went and did the same. It happened to be that I had a very low-cut top and I'm sure that I looked pretty provocative as I was hanging over the table trying to sink the balls. At any rate, at the end of the game, he sunk the white ball and lost, so I won. After that we settled our bill and decided to walk a bit.

 

It was a nice warm summer night and it had just rained, so the air was fresh and sweet. We were looking for a rooftop patio. At some point we stopped by a coffee shop and grabbed an espresso and sweet tart. Then we sat outside watching the traffic. A couple was posing at the intersection as they posed for a video. Some patrons were getting out of the theatre. Lots of cars popped by and there were a couple of bums shouting out things, but it all went by in a blur.

 

We made our way to another bar and he had a guiness and I had a 1/2 pint. We were there for last call I think because there were only about 10 people in the bar. We talked provocatively about all types of things in the past, and his current mail art projects, and plans coming up. He asked me if I would like to go back to his place. I said ok so we walked back to my car and I drove him there.

 

I parked on the street and we went in, and then walked his dog down the street for a bit. Afterwards, we went inside and he put on a dvd. We were watching it and we started to kiss. I kissed him and he grabbed me hard and kissed me passionately. I was enjoying his kiss so I showed him more.

 

We moved down the couch and I pushed him back against the end. I started to undo his pants as we kissed. I had my hand on his chest and a hand on his belt buckle. I got it undone and undid the fly. I grabbed his cock and lifted it out of his pants. I kissed him on the mouth and then started to go down, kissing his chest as I went. I put my mouth over it and he let out a groan. I went all the way down his shaft and licked it up to the tip. Then I licked around his tip until I could feel him getting really large.

 

I started to pump my mouth up and down his cock and he was moaning... he really liked it. He was getting really big. Then he asked me to go to the bedroom. It had a skylight and a bed and a big padded headboard. I pushed him down on the bed and pulled off his pants. He was kissing me. Then I took off his underwear and started to put my mouth on his cock again. I was taking control.

 

I knelt on top of him and was taking him in my mouth. At some point he took off my top and bra. I was dragging my teeth up his shaft and tickling him with my necklace. My hand was massaging his prostrate. I put his balls in my mouth too. I was going up and down his cock and licking it. He told me he was going to cum. I put my whole mouth over top of it and he came inside my mouth. I held it for about 30 seconds and then finally let it go.

 

Afterwards we cleaned up and looked up at the sky for a while. He told me that I was very good at that. We eventually got dressed and I went home.

Thank you MsBeth. Another hot story. I'm sure you're getting lots of friendship requests. Keep it going, you're a pretty good writer.

Becoming a Slut Wife: How I Became An Exhibitionist

 

How I Became an Exhibitionist

By: Beth

 

 

Its November 2002 I love being an Exhibitionist, I love everything about it. I always have. I always will. Even now, my clit is twitching as I tell you how turned-on I get when I'm naked and being watched....OMG...my nipples just popped-up...my pussy gets wet. I know that I won't make it through writing this without having to stop to vibrate myself into an orgasm or two.

 

 

Nevertheless, I did promise you I would tell you all when I started this sharing of stories on Club-Prive. Now this goes back before I had decided to become a Slut Wife that Sam so much wanted. In fact, this was about 6 months before I agreed to give his friend a hand job. Remember Harold?

 

 

Anyway... I was, of course, not always like this. There was a time when even walking around the house naked; in front of my husband was something I would never do. Sex was for the bedroom, and occasionally outside or in the car, but never, never, ever if there was a chance someone might see us. I wasn't a prude. I love sex and Sam, and we were like rabbits when we first got married, but to me, it was always supposed to be something special and private and certainly nothing that would involve others participating in some way. NOT ME!!!! YUK!!!!!! NO WAY!!! was typically how I reacted or responded to Sam’s little urgings.

 

 

 He wanted to explore some things...always respectful and lovingly...but I always shut him down cold. Thankfully he was not offended and was very patient with me...and eventually something happened, by accident, that allowed me to experience a little of what Sam had been wanting me to try and with my interest now “stimulated”, literally, we then began creating some “accidents” that are still very much a part of our life. I eventually learned to separate our love making from our “sex making” and now, more than 8 years later we still love each other deeply and have unbelievable sexual fulfillment on every level, due in part to our new wonderful “sexcapades”.

 

 

So, how did I become an Exhibitionist? As I said, my first experience was an accident, and I believe my intense sexual reaction was even more of a surprise to me then it was for my unintended voyeurs.... We were in San Diego, attending a conference for my Sam’s work. The hotel was amazing....very high end...access to the inter-net (which back then was a big deal...and allowed me to open my first ever yahoo mail account)....beach view rooms...and I spent each day enjoying the pool, the ocean...and the sun while Sam worked. The company was very large and had over 200 attendees and so the meetings were always ended by 4pm and then everyone got together for an arranged happy hour around the main pool area and for the first couple of days we all mingled and had fun talking and drinking.

 

 

Some of the guys and ladies would wear casual clothes and some wore their bathing suits with covers. There were lots of great looking half-naked men running around everywhere, and I was really enjoying all the visual sensations that I was experiencing while also meeting new people and laughing and talking. It was great. At first I wore shorts and a top...but Sam kept saying how hot I looked in my little bikini, and that I should just slip on a cover. Again, I shut him down...lecturing him a little on how it wasn't about me “looking hot”...etc..etc..Don't get me wrong, I am woman....I do like being admired...but I had always thought that anything over a little casual looking was going over the line...but I had to admit that I couldn't stop thinking about all those guys...

 

 

On the third day, I was by the pool, and noticed that several of the guys were skipping some of their meetings and were hanging around the pool. I was wearing my smallest bikini that day....not thinking I would be seeing some of the men I had met. It was white...and the top gave my boobs a great “push-up” and if I got aroused...there was no way you wouldn't notice. After awhile the poolside waiter walked over with a drink, and when I started to tell him I hadn't ordered another..he just pointed to a group of about (10) guys...sitting around the pool...who all waived at me as I looked over while the waiter told me it was from them. I smiled and waved back...and while trying to be discreet. I enjoyed watching them all smile...and nudge each other apparently talking about me. I recognized a couple of the guys from the past two evenings and found myself looking at their bodies and remembering how cute I thought a couple of them were. I soon started to enjoy a nice warm body glow from my “innocent” fantasies. It had been awhile since I had cooled off in the water...and all this extra little heat was having an effect on me...I looked over at the ladder and realized that in order to get to it, I would have to walk directly at all the guys. Like I said, just like any woman, I do like being admired, but the thought of me, in my very skimpy bikini walking right at (10 ) guys, who had just bought me a drink, were obviously talking about me, and I in turn had been thinking about them...sent a shiver all the way through me... At first I decided, “no...I'm not going to get up”...but I couldn't stop thinking about them...and finally decided, “oh well..here goes”... and so I stood up and turned to walk toward the ladder. I immediately noticed that several of the guys were watching me...and as I started toward them. I watched as all the guys turned to watch...it was then that I saw their eyes....I had sunglasses, on...so I could actually look right at them as they watched me...again, their eyes.. on me...moving up and down my body as I came closer and closer...seeing their eyes..and smiles as they took me in sent another waive of electricity through me, and just as I reached the ladder my nipples exploded and pushed hard against the material in my top.

 

 

I knew right away that they could all see that I was aroused. As I lowered myself into the water, I caught a glimpse of one guy mouthing “holy shit”....I then I turned to wade further into the pool. My heart was pounding and my kitty was pulsing as I tried to settle into a corner against the wall and calm down. My thoughts kept going back to their eyes...enjoying me...which did nothing to stop the excitement I was feeling.

 

 

I wanted to touch myself...but was too afraid...and then it hit me...I was wearing my white bikini...Sam had commented more than once about how when it got wet...it became slightly transparent...and he could clearly see my nipples and the outline of my clit and labia pushed up against the material creating an amazing camel toe...almost like I was naked he would say. So there I was...turned on like crazy and then realizing what would happen as I got out of the water. Me “ almost naked” coming out of the water in front to of all those guys. At first I was a little afraid, kind of like how you feel when you are a little buzzed then something happens that requires you to have to sober up....fast. That's how I was feeling causing me to cool my sexual excitement...and begin looking for an alternate route....I glanced over at the guys...and could see them smiling and laughing...and as I lingered on a couple of guys in particular...noticing their bare chests...and admiring them. My thoughts went back to their eyes...looking at me...not the way some guys do that you meet who undress you crudely with their eyes making you feel uncomfortable...but eyes that were enjoying my...my body...as I... put myself in front of them. They were enjoying my...and it was right there that I understood what Sam had been trying to tell me...that “ getting caught” or being seen naked while we enjoyed each other wasn't about sex...but it was about being seen and enjoyed by someone while we stimulated each other physically...we weren't putting on a show for them...but more like us watching them as they “looked” at us.

 

 

I liked being “looked at”...I liked seeing them react to my nipples popping up...and the “holy shit” that followed...OMG...I was back to full arousal thinking about all this...and decided I wanted....no....needed...to see them enjoying me again... I learned my head back and closed my eyes...filling my mind with their faces and eyes looking at me...my hand brushed my breast and my nipple responded even more....I then slipped it down my tummy and gently and slowly began touching my clit through the material in my bikini...I was getting hot and hotter by the second....exciting myself to the point of near climax... so that I wouldn't chicken out....and then moved toward the ladder. I took my time...my heart was racing...my nipples were hard as hell...and as I got closer to the ladder I could already see that they were turning to look...I thought they must have been waiting for this moment...waiting to “see” me again...”they were waiting for me”.

 

 

Watching their faces as I approached the ladder caused my pussy to pulse wildly..and I started to ooze warm liquid from inside as I began to climb the ladder. I looked right at them and smiled...looking into their eyes...as I stepped “nearly naked” from the pool to face them. Time just stopped as they all took me in. One guy just leaned back and said WOW! I saw their eyes all over me and another shot of electricity rushed through me...OMG this was great.... I was standing there...my kitty pulsing like crazy...wetness oozing from inside me....watching them ...watch me...I was excited beyond measure... It was then that I surprised myself even more...Instead of turning to walk away...I actually walked toward them...and seeing their eyes and reactions to that almost made me cum right there...I was moving my “almost naked” body even closer to them...close enough to touch...and I could “feel” all of them enjoying me...I reached down and touched one guys shoulder...and that contact almost did push me over the edge...I learned in and said...”thanks for the drink guys”...There I was...within a couple of feet of (10) handsome guys...my nipples and breasts clearly visible...my kitty throbbing with excitement, my camel toe showing...and me standing there letting them enjoy me...

 

 

As I turned to walk away, I heard one guy...so...”no thank you for the show””...and I knew they all must be watching my nearly naked ass as I walked away... I didn't stop when I returned to my spot...I just slowly gathered my things...bending over a couple of times and then looking through my arm to see if I was being “watched”...and headed quickly for our poolside room...I was filled with excitement from head-to-toe...my mind was racing through all the images of being “watched” that I had just experienced...I needed to cum...and cum hard...

 

 

When I got to the room I walked over to the sliding glass doors and did something that Sam had urged me to do before...but I had refused...I walked around the room and turned on every light...then I went over to the window and doors which faced the pool and opened the curtains all the way.... I then opened the sliding glass door completely...and even though it was the middle of the day...and we were very close to the pool area that was now filled with many people...I pulled my top off...slid my bottoms down my legs...and stood there completely naked in the window....

 

 

I'm not sure if anyone could see me...but I was now on fire...and letting loose...and I was excited... I positioned one of the chairs near the window...and sat in the comforting chair...feeling the breeze blowing on my body...hearing the sounds of people close by...I laid my head back with my eyes closed and my mind filled with thoughts of men..Their eyes all over me...smiling...enjoying me..I let my hands take me....I build myself to a shaking orgasm....and after as I lay back...satisfied...and my mind running through all these new feelings...I heard the door as Sam came into the room... What an afternoon I had, had.

 

Beth

 

I always had a fantasy about seducing a young muscular hockey player…here’s my story.

At a CP dance at Sweet Cheeks last year I noticed a young & extremely hot,very attractive & very fit young guy with a beautiful blonde girl by his side.Watching him all night, I noticed he was quite shy. A young “newbie” girl was eyeing him & told me she wanted to dance with him, so being brave I introduced them & they danced. When the dance was over I was standing there watching & suddenly found myself dancing with him. I joked that he probably didn’t want to get stuck dancing with me (much older) but he insisted he enjoyed it.

Later that night at the famous Tony’s house party I bumped into my “friend”. He was leaning against a wall in the basement. I started talking to him about hockey & skating…he was so shy & sweet and hot I couldn’t stop talking to him. Next thing I know I couldn’t control myself & started rubbing my hands all over his firm chest. He didn’t seem to mind. Slowly he started rubbing me…we were leaning against the wall….I was so horny with anticipation…..gently kissing me he lifted my skirt and started rubbing my wetness…..he had me pinned against the wall in a room full of people but it felt like we were the only ones in the room. Slowly I unzipped his tight jeans & felt his firm hardness in my hand. Hands over my head he was pinning me tighter to the wall & thrusting against me…I could stand it no longer….I wanted him there & then. I grabbed his hand & went upstairs to a room. We were the only ones there & closed the door to ensure privacy…he was so shy….

He slowly removed his tight knit top to reveal those incredible muscles and smooth hard chest. As he stripped my clothes off I could not wait…I took his firm member in my mouth..it was so smooth & hard..I could have tasted him all night. Slowly he pushed me on the bed and tasted my every part…I tried to hold back & not scream too loud but could not control myself. I pushed him over and wanted to feel him inside me. I dominated over him & ran my hands all over his firm butt and muscular legs as I rode him with great pleasure. Soon he was thrusting on top of me …..as I screamed with pleasure…the most intense orgasm….as I starting coming he let go & groaned in pleasure. It was amazing I wanted more…..but I had to go…..

The next few weeks I was so horny just thinking of him I could never get enough…. I still relive the moment….

Till next time…hmmmmmmm

[This message has been edited by Sue]

Just an evening at home. Sounds so nice. The kids are gone for the night, off to friends for a sleep over. I call Kate in her car and tell her I am going to stop by Blockbuster and pick up an old classic. She tells me she is going to stop and pick up some nibbles so we can watch the movie on our big couch. When I arrive home the candles are lit and Kate is holding a chilled glass of white wine. She looks stunning in the back full body stocking she won at the last Club dance at Fontana Gardens. She has a tray of shrimp, oysters, cheese and crackers ready. I run upstairs and change into my black silk boxers and return to the living room. The fireplace is on and Kate has advanced the movie. We snuggle on the couch with a big sleeping bag wrapped around us. As we watch the old Bogie classic we munch on the tray of delectable snacks and sip on the chilled wine. I can feel the heat of her body beside me.

After the movie I turn off the lights. We take the sleeping bag and spread it out in front of the fireplace. Kate slips out of the body stocking and pulls off my boxers. Lying naked in front of the fireplace the light glows off her soft skin, nipples erect. She whispers into my ear, “time for a bedtime story big guy”. We both enjoy our stories. This time I pick a replay of a recent night after a Club Dance.

I begin to tell the story as Kate lays back, her legs over top of mine. Her one hand begins to play with my cock as I caress her breast. I replay the ride up the elevator in the Hotel. The other couple with us is in a close embrace. She has her leg wrapped behind him pulling him into her. His hand is on her breast caressing through the material of her thin dress. The elevator stops and the four of us go down the hallway and enter the room. As Peter reaches for the light switch Kate stops him. We enter the room dark except for the city lights below. I turn on the CD player we have brought and a deep voice sings out with slow romantic songs. The four of us begin to dance at the end of the King Size bed. We pick up where we left off, remembering the last dance at the club. Hands wander over each other’s bodies. Cindy begins to undo Kate’s shirt, button by button. Peter has undone Cindy’s skirt and it falls to the floor. She has a black pair of lace panties on and no stockings. Kate pulls off Cindy’s sweater and exposes bare breasts. She leans down and takes a nipple into her mouth caressing the other with her hand. Cindy removes Kate’s shirt and undoes her white lace bra. I unzip Kate’s skirt and pull it down, revealing a white satin thong. The girls turn around and begin taking off the clothes of the others mate. Soon the four of us are dancing skin to skin the heat of our bodies raising the temperature in the room. Slowly we climb onto the bed. Legs, arms, bodies wrapped around each other. I am behind Kate with my legs wrapped around hers. She has a hand reaching behind me and strokes me gently. Cindy kisses Kate’s breasts while Peter has entered Cindy from behind, slow strokes of his cock rocking her gently. Cindy kisses slowly down Kate’s flat stomach. Kate spreads her legs and allows Cindy’s fingers to enter her wet pussy. Cindy is now on all fours while Peter is thrusting from behind. Kate reaches up and plays with Cindy’s clit and Peter’s cock, exciting them further. I join Cindy as she slowly licks the inner thigh of Kate’s legs. Kate’s pussy is very wet and Cindy laps like a cat at milk. Her face wet from Kate’s juices. I reach over with my tongue and together we pleasure Kate’s clit and pussy lips. Cindy kisses me; the taste of Kate’s pussy on her face drives me wild. The moans are now coming from Peter and Cindy as Kate continues to add to their sexual bliss with her fingers. Cindy and I continue to add oral pleasure to Kate and now the moans continue from the three of them. I can feel the pressure building in my cock. Soon all four of us explode with passion.

Kate and I lying naked on the sleeping bag pleasure each other with our fingers, lips and tongues. We relive the experience above and gently fall asleep in front of the fireplace. Dreams of the next dance in our heads.

It had been a several weeks since the four of them had been together. Between juggling kids, busy schedules, and normal everyday life commitments, the two couples looked forward to their few days of erotic exploration, and continuing the quest that remained in their minds since their last meeting.

Jack and Sarah, Rick and Annie — it sounded like a not quite ready for prime time movie. The couples had communicated by email for several months, deriving bits and pieces of their respective desires, knowing full well that only a meeting of the four would determine if the initial spark created in writing, would translate into heated passion when their eyes met.

As is the case with lifestyle couples, finally getting together was the hardest part. The passion police, otherwise known as kids, always seemed to interfere with the ultimate date where they could put the world behind them, and start to delve into the forbidden realm that they visited only occasionally. So the four — Jack, Sarah, Rick and Annie, decided to meet at the Hard Rock Café at Casino Niagara. It was fairly neutral for all four and if the sparks didn’t fly, then no harm done. It would be another night of interesting conversation, not one’s normal dialogue between friends, but a time of exploring with new acquaintances.

The four met at 2:00 pm in the afternoon. After a few tentative minutes of pleasantries where eyes darted back and forth, body language designed not to reveal too much too soon, the mood quickly turned to one of complete relaxation as the hours passed in laughter, stimulating topics of sensual experiences, and a total lack of inhibition. The four agreed that it was sad that more couples could not share the openness of this conversation. It was a liberating experience to be able to talk openly about all things sexual and erotic. Above all else, and if the four went no further than a pleasant afternoon, they knew that it was time well spent and would result in the budding of a new friendship.

The couples shared their stories of their times in the lifestyle, some good and some bad, but always interesting. As the hours passed, the mood also evolved towards a more personal one where it was no longer a conversation about some past experience, but of the experience yet to come. So Jack, Sarah, Rick and Annie crossed the next threshold before them — a threshold only focused on them alone. Where would this connection lead them? Would this initial spark be further transformed into a greater erotic depth of sharing between the four.

Annie, the blonde buxom beauty had curves that turned every eye in the bar. Annie’s sensual looks, and incredibly sexual movements, turned every single male (and many female) heads in the bar. Her black leather mini skirt clung to her shapely thighs in a way that left one dreaming about the pleasures hidden underneath. She was, quite frankly, an extraordinary example of female sensuality at its erotic best.

Sarah was a gorgeous brunette with eyes that could seduce a man at will, and a smile that would disarm the most stoic of men. Her Italian heritage had given her the beauty of a goddess and a body over which men would go to war — fight to the bloody death for a moment of her affections. She was olive skinned, with limitless depth in her eyes. She was a seductress and she had the power to destroy or the power to love unconditionally.

Jack was a handsome, dirty blonde, an easy going kind of man, whose sense of humour could charm a room full of divergent people. His kind features and the softness of his approach gave him the sensitivity to know and understand the people he met. He was a good judge of character and possessed a soul that was true and compassionate.

Finally Rick, a strong, dark haired, somewhat mysterious personality, was a man of passion and thoroughly engaged in the quest for erotic exploration. While not easily defined, nor willing to be completely understood, he craved the excitement created by the people he met. He was charming, intelligent and sought an understanding of the deeper side of erotic exploration.

Four very different and complex personalities had come together and had started a journey on uncharted waters, with adrenaline as the sea upon which they would sail, and sensuality as the wind that would guide their excursion.

By the time the afternoon had turned into a late evening, no one wanted the day to end. Hours had passed with not a break in the conversation. But they knew this would be the start of something special. As they embraced each other, leaving in different directions, they knew that this was just the beginning of a wonderful friendship.

Sarah and Rick were leaving for their annual vacation and would not see Annie and Jack again for several weeks. They had chosen to explore a new vacation spot called the Caribbean Reef Club, just outside Cancun, Mexico. When they arrived, unpacked and ventured down to the pool, their thoughts turned to Annie and Jack back in Ontario, withstanding the cold, harsh January winters that only a real Canadian could endure.

The CRC was an interesting place and one that was quickly becoming a Mecca for lifestyle couples. The warm Mexican sunshine melted away all the remnants of the snow that had been left behind only hours before. Alone in this tropical paradise, Sarah and Rick spent the next 11 days enjoying the sun and fun and freedom only found when one’s bathing suits aren’t even packed in the first place!

Annie and Jack, on the other hand, visited Club Prive on the Saturday nights when their new friends were away. Their evenings were filled with the forbidden pleasures of sensual music and flesh. They talked seductively of the evenings with Sarah and Rick that had yet to take place, and wished that they could all be together again soon.

Sarah and Rick couldn’t wait to meet their new friends and tell them of the experiences they enjoyed (clearly a different story submission to be posted at a later date). Upon arrival back in Ontario, Sarah and Rick checked their email only to find that Annie and Jack had written a note to them on every day of their vacation. It was heart-warming to know that even though they had not been together, they were never far away in their thoughts.

So as kids, work schedules, and every day life made the exotic vacation nothing more than a pleasant memory of sensual delight, it was time to bring this foursome back together once again and re-ignite the spark that had been created weeks before.

Sarah and Rick had decided to invite Annie and Jack over for the weekend. One of the benefits of second marriages was kids being strategically placed with ex-wives and ex-husbands for alternate weekends, leaving the couples an opportunity for uninterrupted time together.

Annie and Jack arrived early Saturday afternoon. The tone was set immediately as Annie gave Rick a bottle of his most favourite wine, a gesture that was both kind and insightful. They spent the afternoon and evening enjoying the continuation of the conversations they had started weeks earlier.

Rick showed the gathering the collection of pictures he had taken from the vacation with his digital camera. The visions of the vacation, the lush gardens, and the naked bodies that had graced the grounds of the resort created an erotic tension in the air. The familiar darting of eyes, each catching glances at each other, generated a palpable sensuality that they all knew would not go unanswered.

Annie, being the outgoing and adventurous one, suggested that Rick photograph her and her husband. With the fire burning in the background, bouncing light off the corners of the room and almost daring the couples to match the heat coming from the hearth, Sarah and Jack moved the loveseats away from the front of the fireplace, leaving the room only with a plush rug on which the four bodies could be captured in digital form. For the next hour, Rick clicked away as Annie posed seductively for the camera.

The first pictures were of Annie, naked against the baby grand piano, her breasts thrusting upward as her back was arched against the curves of the piano top. Then, like a model with years of experience in front of a camera, she choreographed her own moves, leaving the admiring group speechless watching the dance unfold. With outstretched arms, Annie ran her fingers over the top of the grand piano, stretching her body against the walnut grain. She raised herself to her tiptoes — thighs and calves tightened, and her lovely ass positioned along the side. It was an incredible sight. She reached behind her and pulled on the top of her crimson thong as she spread her legs apart. Rick bent down to capture the pure erotica of the moment as the camera came with in inches of her loveliness.

Unable to control the adrenaline flowing through his body, Jack quickly removed his jeans and t-shirt and approached his beautiful wife at the edge of the keyboard. As Annie lowered herself to his waist, her hands inadvertently touched the keys as she took him in her mouth in one deep succulent thrust. The sound of the piano filled the room as Annie created her own erotic sounds. Rick captured each frame of this unfolding rhapsody.

On the other side of the room, Sarah was absorbing the scene in front of her and slowly began removing her clothes. By now the atmosphere was fully charged with sexual excitement and the four explorers moved in unison. The camera was now full, but the images were not complete.

Rick, Jack, Annie and Sarah moved closer to each other as their hands and fingers grasped and their mouths met in frantic motion. The bodies were now entangled on the plush carpet in front of the fireplace, beads of sweat forming on them, as the heat of the fire could not keep up with the burning of their erotic flesh.

As the men lay on the floor, their women devoured them. As Annie continued to run her lips and tongue over Jack’s shaft, Sarah moved closer so her hands could touch and stroke him too. Annie moved her hands to Rick as the women moved between their men, each taking turns driving their lovers to the edge of explosion.

Both women wanted to feel their men inside them. Taking no prompting from this drama, both women straddled their men and lowered themselves onto the two hard cocks. It was like a movie, moving in slow motion, the moans, the screams of ecstasy, the cries of orgasmic delights filled the room.

For the next few hours, the four explored the delights of their flesh, totally abandoned and lost in the pure sexual adventure that unfolded.

It was a weekend to remember — there is no doubt. But there are to be more weekends to create and to remember as the adventure of erotic exploration moves to the next rhapsody yet to be played.

The baby grand piano awaits the next song for Jack, Annie, Rick and Sarah.

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