I let out a sigh as I relaxed in the bubbles and the older one said "feels good, doesn't it?" I agreed and we just started talking. It was the usual traveling conversation, where are you from, what do you do, how long are you here, etc. It turned out that they had arrived yesterday and we staying together. They were from a company that sent them here for some kind of safety training. I didn't quite understand what they were supposed to be learning, but they both made fun of their boring instructor who was too enthusiastic about whatever it was they were supposed to be studying.

Martha, the older woman was thin in a modest two piece yellow and white bathing suit. She had short close cropped red hair, high cheekbones and a very wide mouth with thin lips and very white teeth. She very talkative and outgoing.

Beth, the younger one appeared to be shorter and larger. She had on a black and red one-piece suit that showed deep cleavage around some very large breasts. She had light brown hair to her shoulders and a beautiful round face, with chubby cheeks, dimples and full lips. She was shy and more reserved than Martha.

As we were talking I made sure to make eye-contact with both, but I was always aware of Beth's breasts, just under her smile.

They were making fun of their poor instructor, and said that he probably wasn't married, because he was too into this safety stuff and with that, Martha asked if I was married. I had my ring on so of course I said yes and asked about her.

Neither woman were wearing a ring, but Martha said she was but that Beth had recently broken up with her boyfriend of many years. It was clear that Beth wasn't all that comfortable with Martha telling me about her private life. Sensing this, I turned to Beth and said it was none of my business. She smiled a tired smile and said that it didn't matter, and besides, Martha likes to blab and cannot be stopped.

"Oh, you're unstoppable huh?" I said with a smile and Martha gave be a determined grin and said "yes, I usually get my way!"

"So do I." I said talking up the challenge. Beth laughed and said to me "good luck with that. Once Martha decides something, she usually does it." We all laughed and things seemed to be more relaxed.

We talked some more and Martha brought back the subject of Beth's old boyfriend. She said that Beth stayed with him much too long and asked why? Beth only shrugged and Martha boldly said, "It must have been great sex then huh?"

Beth blushed and said, no, that wasn't it to which Martha said, well too bad, that Beth could get any guy she wanted to which Beth said, "No I can't" and then turned to me for help. I cocked my head sideways a little and said, "Well, I have to agree with Martha here. After all, you are a very beautiful woman."

Beth blushed again and said, "yea, a fat woman" Martha and I both said "No" at the same time. Martha said "You are what you are, and besides, with those hooters, you should be able to get anyone!" She laughed and turned to me "Am I right Dan?"

I nervously laughed and said "Well, she's gorgeous, but I'm sure she doesn't want to talk about it." I made sure to look Beth in the eyes and gave her a smile that said "sorry"

"Well she certainly deserved better than her last boyfriend" Martha said. I nodded not knowing what I was agreeing to and we lapsed into an uncomfortable silence. I wasn't sure what was going to happen next, but I wanted to find out.

While we were all just relaxing there I said "Boy, I could use a beer."

At that, Martha came alive and said "Me too."

I was trying to decide what to say next when Beth continued, "Lets just get a 6 pack."

Since they weren't looking at me, I wasn't sure where I fit into these plans. I didn't want to sound too eager, but I didn't want to leave these two intriguing women. Trying to sound neutral I said "I know where there's a gas station nearby that sells beer..."

"Great" Martha said, "If I buy, can you get it? We don't have a car."

"Of course" I said, "and I'll buy and put it on my expense account!"

Martha smiled, "How nice of you, you " We all stood up at once to get out.

Now that they were standing I could see them a bit better. Beth was no taller than 5'2" and while she was thick, she had a wonderfully round ass. Martha caught me staring at it, but didn't say anything.

Martha was taller, maybe 5'9 or 10", thin with no ass and little tits. "We're in 209, see you soon!"

I went back to my room, cleaned up and ran out to get beer. I bought a 12-pack and then loaded up on ice and headed to room 209. Nervously, I tapped on the door. I heard giggling and then "Just a sec." I felt a little foolish standing outside the hotel room of two strange women, but I decided that I'd just go with the flow and try to have a good time no matter what.

Martha opened the door in shorts and a t-shirt and before she could say anything I said, "Honey, I'm home."

She laughed and said "c'mon in dear. Oooo, a 12 pack, didja bring a friend?"

"No," I said, "sadly, you're stuck with just me."

"Well, we'll make do I suppose" she said with a smile. I stepped into the room and it turned out it was larger than mine. I looked around and it appeared to be a mini-suite with a separate living room.

"Nice Digs", I said.

"Ya", she replied, "When we checked in, we were supposed to get separate single rooms, but they said they were full and they were going to send us to another hotel, but I convinced them to put us together in one bigger room."

"More like forced them to" Beth said, coming in from the other room. "She kept after that desk person until he gave up and gave us this suite. I told you, she gets what she wants."

"I see that", I said, and then asked if I could put the beer in the bathroom. "I'll put it on ice in the sink" and as I went into the bathroom I could see that it was extra-large.

"Check out the tub" Martha said, and sure enough, there was an extra large and deep tub in the bathroom. It wasn't a jacuzzi, but it was definitely large enough for two.

"Sweet! Who wants a beer?" I asked as I brought our 3 beers and handed them around. I made a big deal of opening the beer and taking a big drink. "Ahhh, that's what daddy needed!"

Martha smiled, opened her beer, 'clinked' it against mine said "cheers" and drank. "So.." she said with a smile, "What would your wife say if she found out you were drinking beer in some strange women's hotel room?"

"Well," I said without really thinking, "I'm not going to tell her, I love her too much to want to unnecessarily hurt her like that." oops, I'm not sure that was the right thing to say and Martha looked at me for a beat, then smiled again and said

"Well we won't tell." and with that she started to ask me about work and my visit to this city. I sat on a chair and they shared the couch. We chatted all throughout the first beer, and Beth was getting warmed up and the two of them traded jabs and generally were having a good time.

Then, Martha brings up Beth's old boyfriend again and Beth said "Enough about him, why do you keep bringing him up?"

"Because, you should know that you can do better than him." Martha turned to me "Don't you think she's pretty?"

"Of course" I said "She's beautiful"

"And can you believe he didn't take care of her?" Martha said with a leer. I was pretty sure I knew what she meant, but I played dumb. Beth threw a pillow at her.

Martha then said, "Don't you like her tits Dan? She's got much better tits than I do"

I was a little shocked but before I could say anything, Martha reached over and hefted one of Beth's breasts and said, "nice huh?" and looked at me.

I was surprised that Beth didn't do anything but maybe the beer was getting to her. "Um, yes, lovely" I said. Beth rolled her eyes at Martha and I started to get a little uncomfortable.

"Want to see?" Martha said? But before Martha could move Beth pushed her hands away and grabbed Martha's shirt and said:

"Wanna see Martha's tits?" She started to lift the shirt and Martha said:

"Dan doesn't want to see these little ones, he wants to see yours!" but she didn't stop Beth.

"I'll see whatever you show me" I said, and with that Beth slowly lifted Martha's shirt, looking at me and then at Martha to see if she resisted. Martha didn't stop her and Beth was looking at me and didn't realize that the shirt was already up and Martha's thick brown nipples where already showing. She must have seen my smile because she looked at what she was doing and seemed surprised that Martha's tits were showing.

"Very nice" I said, and Beth dropped the shirt at little embarrassed.

"Thank you Dan" Martha said and gave me a big smile. "OK Beth, lets see yours"

Beth looked a little scared and I gave her a look that said "what can you do?" Martha grasped the bottom of Beth's shirt and slowly shimmied it up, drawing it out. She lifter her shirt up and there were Beth's breasts, being held back by a large bra.

"Dan can you believe he never paid these much attention?" Martha said as she reached into the bra and pulled out Beth's left tit. "He'd just maul them, then hop on for a fast fuck and go to sleep."

Beth had her eyes closed and she nodded agreeing with Martha. "That's not how you treat a lady is it Dan."

Beth's breasts were large and round. She had nice pink surround and a little cherry nipple.  As Martha held her breast, Beth's breathing got heavier and Martha noticed. She gave me a surprised look and said "Would you like to kiss it Dan?"

I looked at Beth who still had her eyes closed but she nodded again. That was all the encouragement I needed. I walked over, kneeled down and with Martha still holding Beth's breast, I leaned over and kissed her nipple.

Beth moaned a little and I took out my tongue and circled her nipple and then sucked it in. Beth, put a hand on my head and pulled me in. Martha pulled her hand away and watched me suck and lick Beth's nipple.

I reached around and undid Beth's bra from the back. I then put my hand on one breast as I suckled on the other. My other hand found Martha's leg, and I just let it stay there.

Beth moaned as I licked and Martha seemed to be enjoying the show. Just as I was getting into it, Beth pulled my head away and said "stop."

I pulled away but Martha said "No, don't stop Beth, you need this, I can tell."

"I do, I do" Beth said, "but this is too weird. I mean, I don't even know this guy... "

I wasn't sure what to do next, so I just stayed there on my knees in front of the couch. Martha, then leaned over, took my chin and lifted it up to kiss me. Her lips touched mine and she kissed me slowly and gently. I went with the kiss and put my hand on her head and pulled her closer. Her wide mouth opened and our tongues explored each other as she moaned softly. She put her arms around me and I broke away and kissed and her neck.

"well," Martha said, "He can kiss..."

I smiled and Martha said "Kiss her Dan, show her."

I got up and sat between them. Martha put her hand on my head and pushed me towards Beth. I looked in her eyes, and got closer. I didn't close my eyes, until our lips touched and she moaned and settled into the couch as soon as we started kissing. I put my hands behind her neck and kissed her deep. Her thick lips were wet on mine and she pried my lips open with her tongue and lashed the inside of my mouth as I hung on for dear life.

I reached down and massaged her breast as we kissed. Our lips finally separated and I kissed and nibbled her ear and neck and she shuddered. I lifter her shirt and pulled her bra off and kissed down her neck to her nipple. I kissed and sucked her nipple while my hand stroked her thigh.

Martha had her hands in my hair and was moaning and encouraging me. "Go for her pants" she said "I'll bet she's really wet."

Again, Beth nodded and Martha got up, kneeled in front of Beth and grabbed her shorts. As I was kissing Beth's nipple I watched as Martha pulled down Beth's shorts and underwear all at once. Beth's pussy looked like a nice ripe peach with no hair on it at all. As I watched, Martha pushed Beth's knees apart, and reached in and put a finger between her pussy lips.

"oooh, she's wet" Martha said and then put her fingers up to my face and I sucked her finger into my mouth and tasted Beth. It was very sweet and as I sucked Martha's finger she moaned. I then looked into Martha's eyes and said "I want to lick her."

Martha then kissed me and I could sense Beth watching. She then put her hand on the back of my head and pushed it down towards Beth's wet pussy. I slid off the couch onto the floor with my face getting ever closer to Beth. Martha never took her hand from the back of my head as I got on my knees and leaned over into Beth's lap. I kissed her thighs and then pulled them towards me so that she was halfway off the couch.

I kissed her pussy lips and licked around them before parting them with my tongue. I licked up and down with Martha in my ear saying "Lick her Dan, lick her good. Taste that juicy pussy."

And juicy it was. My face was wet and I was just getting started. I finally licked up to her clit and Beth let out a long, soft low moan. I licked around her clit and I could feel her squirming so I sucked it in my mouth to see how she reacted and she let out a louder moan. I held her clit in my mouth as I flicked my tongue over it. I reached up and grabbed onto one of her big tits and she arched her back and moaned again.

I had her slide sideways so that she was laying across the couch and I could get a better angle on her pussy. I licked down to her ass cheeks and then back up and she shivered. I then put a finger into her pussy and played with her clit while I moved back up to suck one of her erect nipples.

As I went down on her nipple she moaned much louder and said "Oh, god, that feels so good." I stopped and turned and saw Martha watching with a big smile on her face. I said to her, "Come here and help me." Martha came next to me and I held one of Beth's tits and said "Suck on this one and I'll take the other one."

At this Beth seemed to be more aware of what was happening and she looked a little apprehensive. Martha gave her a questioning look as if to ask if it was alright, but before Beth could respond I started to vigorously finger her pussy and rub her clit. She gasped, and arched he back a little. I took my other hand and this time I pushed Martha's head down. I pushed it down towards Beth's breast and Martha's mouth opened to meet her left nipple. I took the right and Beth started to moan louder.

With Martha still working on Beth's tits, I move back down and licked Beth's clit again. I kept two fingers in her pussy as I licked and sucked and her breath started to get ragged. Beth put her hands in my hair and pushed my head into her wet pussy and started grinding on my face. She moaned louder and thrashed under me as she said "Oh yes... that's it, oh god yes..."

I could feel her pussy tighten on my fingers as I finger fucked her and sucked her clit. She shuddered and bucked and I stayed with it as she came hard and fast. My face was dripping wet as she slowed down a little. I released the pressure a little and then started to flick her clit again. She arched again and again I could feel her pussy tighten on my fingers. She was crying out "Oh ye ye ye ye yessss!!!!"  as she grunted and came again. Her bucking subsided and her hand pulled at my hair, pulling me away from her pussy.

Martha released her tits and Beth pulled me up to her face to kiss me. "That was wonderful" she said and kissed me deeply. She was still breathing hard and she looked over at Martha and said "You too..." She then started to pull my shirt over my head and with my help I took it off.

I heard Martha say, "Take off the rest" and she stripped in front of me as I pulled off my shorts. Beth sat up and pulled me down to the couch. I was seated next to her as she kissed me deeply. I was playing with her breasts when I felt Martha sit down next to me. Beth was moaning as I kissed her neck and she slowly moved her head down my chest. Her hands were already stroking my cock as she slowly moved in front of me and kissed my stomach and legs.

Then she turned her attention to my cock and kissed it lightly. Then she started to lick it up and down the full length and I moaned "oh yes, that feels good." I turned and looked over at Martha who was sitting sideways next to me with her legs spread open. She was fingering her pussy as she watched Beth go down on me.

Beth started to suck me very slowly using her hands to stroke it at the same time. I reached over to Martha's pussy and stuck in a finger and she obliged me by holding her lips open. She was sopping wet and I lifted my fingers to taste her wetness as Beth continued her slow suck.

I pulled Martha over and kissed her. Our tongues touched and I felt myself relax as I hugged and kissed Martha while Beth continued to suck.

Martha and I broke out kiss and she said "Well aren't you a luck boy" and then she looked down at Beth and said "And you're one lucky girl, look at you suck that cock like a pro!"

Beth laughed, pulling it out of her mouth and said "No Martha, you're the pro cocksucker!" and looked up at me. I said "mmmm lick my balls" Beth smiled and then pulled my cock up and leaned over so she could access my balls. She ran her tongue all over my balls and sucked them in ever so gently.

Martha reached down to my cock and took hold of it and Beth let go. While Beth was still licking my balls, Martha leaned over and put her big mouth on my cock. She sucked it in a little and then looked up at me with an evil grin and then put my cock in her mouth again.

I was amazed to see these two women working over my cock like pornstars. It was pure heaven. Martha let go of my cock with her hands and then shifted her body to a more comfortable position. She the proceeded to slowly take in my cock. She took her time and soon all 7 inches what in her mouth and down her throat. When she reached the base, Beth pulled back and looked astonished. "Holy Shit!" she said, how do you do that?"

Martha started the return trip, pulled my cock from her mouth and said "Practice". It felt so good, and I wanted her to go down again so I put my hand on her head and gave her a little encouragement. She pushed back on my hand and said, "oh, a little aggressive huh? I like that" and with that she slammed my cock down her throat. She started licking and bobbing on my shaft with my cock down her throat and Beth just sat there stunned. I had a handful of her short red hair and it looked like I was pounding her face into my cock, but Martha was doing that on her own and I was just hanging on for dear life.

Martha pulled it out again and her spit was everywhere, she grabbed Beth's head and guided it to my cock. Beth sucked it in as far as she could gagged a little and pulled it out. Martha got on the floor next to Beth and took it in deep and then passed it back to Beth. They swapped my cock back and forth several times. I couldn't believe it. Here I was in a hotel room with 2 strange women working on my cock.

Martha was then letting Beth suck it for awhile and then she'd pull it back to her. It felt unbelievably great and I didn't want it to end but I knew I couldn't hold out much longer. "I'm gonna cum soon." I said, and I could feel my balls contracting. I didn't know how they felt about jizz, so I said it again, but they didn't stop. Martha was stroking my cock while it was inside Beth's mouth when I finally had to let go.

I grunted "ahhhh" as I shot into Beth's mouth. Martha pulled it out and was pulling it towards her it as it shot across Beth's face and into Martha's mouth. She stroked it while I grunted out each stream. Martha eagerly took my cum and swallowed it and then when I grunted my last she took my whole cock back down her throat.

Beth watched in amazement, with cum dripping down her cheek as Martha throated me again. Martha then pulled it out and licked it all over, cleaning me off. She looked over at Beth, smiled and then licked the cum off of Beth's cheeks and lips. Beth let her and didn't move. I watched as Martha licked Beth's face and then came back to suck on my cock some more, stroking and coaxing out the last of my cum.

I was breathing heavily and finally I had to push Martha away. She gave my cock one last peck and then reluctantly let it drop from her hands. We all looked at each other for a second, and then I leaned over and gave Beth a deep kiss and hug. Then I turned to Martha and gave her a big wet kiss.

She smiled and they both got up off the floor. They sat on either side of me and no one said anything for a minute. I reached over for my beer and Beth said "Man, that was hot. I've never done anything like that before."

Sitting there naked with a tall thin woman with small tits and a short thick woman with large round breasts, drinking beer was surreal. Was I really here in this room with these two women? "Feel like you hit the lottery Dan?" Martha said, reading my mind.

"Well, I do feel like the luckiest guy I know" I said. "Sitting here, with two beautiful women." With that I leaned over and pecked Beth and then Martha. Beth laughed and said "Well I can't believe it either..."

Martha looked at Beth and said "Dan wanted you from from the minute he saw you ya know". Beth replied, "no way, you and he were flirting the whole time we were in the spa". Martha responded with, "yea, well he was seriously checking out your ass when we got out."

I was looking back and forth as this was taking place and when Beth turned to me I said "Guilty as charged your honor." and Beth smiled a nice smile at me.

I got another round of beers and sat down on the chair across from the 2 women. "Why don't you sit here with us?" Martha asked.

"Because I just want to look at you both." I said.

"Ahh" Martha said, "and check out Beth's ass some more?" I laughed, "it all looks good from here."

Martha turned to beth and said, "so get up and lets see that ass."

"nooo" said Beth, but Martha was off the couch and turning on the radio. She found some 'lite' station that was playing soft rock and then she pranced over to Beth and told her to stand up. "Dan wants to see you dance."

"No he doesn't" said Beth, but I just smiled and Martha pulled her up. Martha started to dance slowly and Beth just stood there for a second, looked resigned, and started to dance.

I leaned back to watch. At first it wasn't erotic or anything, just two women dancing together like you might see at a club. Except of course that they were naked. After a short time, Martha guided Beth towards me and and turned her around so that her ass was waving in my face. I was admiring the roundness and the softness of Beth's ass when Martha gave it a good smack.

"Ow" Beth cried "What the fuck?" but Martha said, "C'mon Beth, shake it."

Beth started dancing again and Martha said "C'mon!" and was shaking her ass like a paint shaker. Beth watched her and then started to sway much more. She didn't shake it like Martha, but she did grind and bend in front of me and it was getting me excited. Martha said "Now that's more like it" and she watched Beth do her erotic ass dance.

Martha looked at me for my reaction and I was all smiles. She noticed that my cock was getting hard again and she winked at me and turned to Beth and said "It's working!" Beth then turned around, still dancing and looked at me, she saw my pole at attention and smiled turned around and swayed her ass towards my face.

I grabbed her hips and she kept up a slow dance as I kissed each cheek. I heard her giggle and I ran my hands up and down her thighs as I was kissing her ass. She stopped dancing and I pushed a hand up to her pussy and played it there while I nuzzled.

I stood up and with my hands on her hips, I turned her around so that she was facing the chair. I pushed her back so that she was bent over the chair with her luscious big ass sticking up in the air. I kissed her back and played my cock over her exposed pussy and ass cheeks. Then I got on my knees and kissed each cheek as my hands reached around to play with her clit.

Beth was moaning and Martha came over for a closer look. I kissed and licked all over Beth's smooth ass and then ran my tongue down her crack. When I got to her asshole, I licked all around it and she moaned loudly. I gave her ass a good rimming and she squirmed and breathed deeply. I ran my tongue over her ass and worked two fingers into her pussy and she started to rock back on them and I could feel her pussy tighten and her breath shorten as she cried out "oh, fuck yes, that feel so good. yesssss." I kept up the fingering and playing with her clit as I tongued her asshole while she quivered.

While Beth was cumming on my fingers Martha reached over was playing with my cock. While Martha was still holding onto my cock, I took my fingers from Beth's sopping pussy and stood up. Martha understood immediately and guided my cock to Beth's pussy. Beth reached down too and the two of them guided me in. Beth's pussy was warm and wet and as I was pushing in she tightened it. I let out a moan and said "oh god that feels good."

Martha pulled her hand away as I drove in deep. I stayed in deep and ground around awhile before starting some long slow strokes. I reached around and grabbed Beth's pendulous tits as they swayed to the rhythm of our fucking. Beth ground her pussy onto my cock as I tweaked her nipples and she made low guttural sounds.

While we were grinding away, I feel Martha moving behind me and the next thing I know, I feel her tongue on my balls. She has maneuvered herself between our legs, sitting on the floor with her head resting on the seat of the chair. She has one hand buried in her pussy and he tongue running over my balls and shaft as it emerges from Beth's pussy. The I don't feel her tongue anymore but I know where it is because Beth cries out and her pussy tightens. Martha is licking Beth's clit while I fuck her from behind and Beth can hardly stand it.

While I fuck, Martha spanks Beth's ass and pulls it onto her face. Beth is cumming furiously and making all kinds of noise but I don't care because I can feel myself about to explode.

As I fuck faster, Beth lets out a cry and I groan in response. Martha says "Yes, Dan, oh yes, cum in that pussy. cum in deep" and then goes back to licking as her hand reaches up to stroke my balls.

That's it, I can't stand it any longer and I arch my back and start to cum. "Fucccckkkkk yesssss" I cry out as I can feel my balls unload deep into Beth's pussy. She's grinding back on my cock, milking it and saying "Yes, yes, cummm, oh god yes, cum" As I'm pumping in my last I can feel Martha's tongue on my balls again and she's gently licking them as I pump.

Beth lets out a big sigh and her pussy pushes out my semi-hard dick. No sooner is it out that Martha takes it in her mouth and sucks it all the way in. With Martha sucking my cock clean, Beth turns around and sits in the chair. She's watching me stand while Martha continues to suck me dry and I lean over and kiss her.

Damn it feel good but I can't stand anymore, so I crumple down onto the floor sitting next to Martha and I give her a big kiss also. We're all breathing hard and we just sit there, Martha and I on the floor between Beth's legs as she sits on the chair.

Finally I get up, go to the bathroom and get beers and a warm wet washcloth. I bring it back and offer it to Beth. My cum is dripping out of Beth's pussy and just as she's about to use the cloth to clean up Martha says, "don't you dare..."

Then she undid her belt and zip on her skirt and it fell to the floor and she was there with only her pants and shoes on.

Then she undid my tie and shirt and I undid by buckle and zip and let my pants fall to the floor. Let it be said both of us looked like we had wet our pants.

We were still kissing and standing together in our undies. My cock was rock hard and she was rubbing herself against me and as I kissed her I slipped my hands down and began to slide her pants off. Then she took over and did it for me as I did the same myself and we were then both naked together.

We had not said a word since we began to kiss it was all self satisfying.

Then she put her hand down and touched my cock and then she whispered - "I need that - please dont say no".

I replied 'Ohhh God I want you too - dont let it stop now".

We both slid ourselves down onto the floor and I threw our clothes to one side and she lay there on the floor just waiting for me to seduce her. I looked at her beautiful body and firm breasts her nipples hard and bright crimson, her pubic hair neatly trimmed short and to a small V shape above her vagina which was completely hairless. She looked after herself really well.

I kissed her and then lowered my lips to kiss her nipples and she moaned and shuddered once more with the sensation and emotion. I then moved down to her belly button kissing her all the way and finally over her small patch of hair to her thighs as she opened them to allow me to kiss them from her knees up to her vagina, the scent of her was now overpowering - musky and so so sensual, I could not resist the urge to kiss her now moist lips of her vagina as she opened her legs wide to give me access to the lips of her small labia. Her hands came down and guided my head to her most sacred and sensual place. I kissed her there softly and looked up at her and our eyes met and she mouthed YES silently to me. I kissed and licked her vaginal lips and used my fingers to spread her lips wider to give me access to her clitoris and then placed my tonge and mouth over her vagina and she moaned loudly and within a couple of minutes she reached her climax and had amost highly aroused orgsm, she was shaking with the intensity of it and moaning and groaning as the sensation took control of her body. Her juices increased and I was able to lick them from her and enjoying myself the pleasure of her body.

As she recovered slightly from her climax she said "do it to me  - please do it to me" and lifted her legs as if to offer me her vagina once more.

I lifted my self up and took my penis in my hand and gently began to enter her. The sensation was absolutely amazing as the lips of of her vagina closed around the head of my penis as I entered her slowly, then I lowered myself into her and I could tell the both of us were enjoying the sensation of our two bodies being joined sexually. Her vagina had completely engulfed my penis now and I was inside her as far as I could go. The sensation was amazing and as I looked down at her as I lowered my entire body to hers and we were as one.

Then she said softly ' Fuck me' and I did. I spent the next 10 or 15 minutes enjoying and giving her similar pleasre as our bodies moved together in unison of the sexual act. She then said would you like me to move over you and swap positions. I would have done anything to maintian the connection of our bodies. I withdrew from her and as I did she looked at my cock and said nothing has given me that much pleasure and then I lay down and she mounted me from above and began to ride me in a way my wife has never done.

"Oh god I said you are amazing"

"You are no novice yourself - I havnt enjoyed sex like this for ages - the year after we married it was like this for a while then we just settled down to normal sex and never really got worked up about it - this is one of the best things I have ever done - You are only the second man to have ever done this to me."

Then she worked on giving both of us a magnificent sexual connection and it wasnt long before she said "Can I cum from this position and I said "providing I can from this one".

She rode me hard and fast and we both climaxed together. My semen flowing from me into her. then she said ' "I love that sensation when a mans fills my body with his semen - thats what women were put on earth for to satisfy man and breed."

She had another orgasm almost as intense as her first.

The two of us were exhausted and we lay together in each others arms kissing gently as the absolutely exquisite sensation of our bodies subsided and eventually my cock slipped out of her.

She got up off me and as she did s she kissed my now wet and sticky cock gently and said "thank you my little man - you have given me pleasure tonight I never knew existed."

I stood and we both looked at each other and I put my arms around her and we kissed again.

"I hope this will not come aginst you and your wife".

" I will remember this for the rest of my life and I hope it may happen again one day - but it cant go any further for the time being"

"Thank you - I have no idea why I did what I did tonight"

"I have no idea either it was just something that happened - I had never ever considered having an affair with you ever before even though I do admire your beatuy"

"Thanks again she said - we should get dressed but I am a bit of a mess down there. Somehow I have to get to the floor above to the ladies toilet"

"I said use ours - there is nobody else in the building" and I took her hand and we both walked naked to the bathroom where we both cleaned the evidence of our sexual connection from our bodies then hand in hand returned to my office and we dressed ourselves, but not before I once more admired her beautiful naked body..

She said I will have to go back and comb my hair and add some lipstick, I cant go home like this.

I went with her and before she began to pretty herself up I said there is just one more thing and I drew her to me and we kissed again - as lovers. It was an amazing sensation.

We went to the car park together and on the way down I said "I hope you are using some protection" and she said "I am - but nothing would give me more please than for you to impregnate me - I have your seed inside me and one day I hope you will again plant your seed within me".

We parted as we held hands once more -

The next day we gave the presentation together as she assisted me with the visuals.

It was a huge success.

Afterwards I said the next time we have to give a presentation - we will have to work on the finer details the night before agai.

She looked at me and said we will have to rehurse it a bit more though - practice makes perfect.

Over the next year we did rehurse occasionally and our sex together was every bit as wonderful. More sexually exciting rather than the emotion we both felt the first time, and I managed to reseed her garden of Eden a number of times.

On the last occasion we made love she told me she had stopped taking the pill a month earlier and they were hoping to start a family. If it happens to be yours I would be just as happy as if it were my husbands she told me.

Three months later she told me she was pregnant - we have only a month or so to relive our early days she said, then I have to resign to be a mum.

The two of us continued to have sex regularly, even more regularly really, as we both knew how to please each other and she could only become pregnant once during her term. Oral sex was now and had been a part of our menu and for three months as her pregnancy developed we partook of each others seminal fluids regularly as we also enjoye the pleasure of sex together.

The night before she finished working we revisited our firt encounter only this time she had a rea 6 month old bump in her tummy for me to contend with. She had stayed longer than she had intended and we continued to share our bodies sexually, eventually it had to end.

Only once did she say I often wonder and hope if he is yours - I would be so proud to bear your child.

The baby was born a couple of months later and she sent me a picture of him - with a big question mark against him.  

Was he mine - I never want to know - she is happily married and I believe pregnant again - this time I am certain it could not be mine - we never saw each other again sexually- my wife never realised and I believe her husband was none the wiser they had been cheated upon - but it seems we will live happily ever after. 

There are times that cheating can be a wonderful experience and never to be found out.

 

I parked in the lot and sat for a moment trying to make myself do the right thing. My body moved without me, though, and I watched myself toss my keys in my purse, unbuckle the seatbelt, lock the doors, and smooth out my clothes as I turned and walked toward the room number he’d given me.

 

When I got to the door, I took a deep breath and knocked twice, nonchalantly, as if my body wasn’t shaking and this was really no big deal. He opened the door and for a moment I stared at his eyes, thinking that they were, in fact, as clear and bright as I’d pictured. And then my moment to think had passed. He took me by the waist and pulled me into the room. There was no need for “hellos” as we certainly had better things to do with our limited time.

 

Once inside with the door closed he grinned coquettishly and backed me onto the bed. He dropped to his knees and ran his hand up under my skirt, along my legs but just barely touching my panties. He climbed on top of me and kissed my neck, my chest, then unbuttoned my shirt and unhooked my bra. He took a moment then to stop and play with my breasts, fondling, touching, staring. My body was starting to react. My head went back and my eyes closed. I moaned and inhaled deeply, pushing my breasts tighter against his hands. I could feel my panties becoming very wet.

 

I looked up and caught his eyes again. He seemed to know what that look meant because he slid off of me and back down to the floor. He reached under my skirt and pulled my panties off. My pussy was aching by then- I could feel the extra blood rushing under my skin, making it hot, wet. The feel of his mouth on my lips sent my back into an arch and I inhaled sharply. He licked and sucked gently, with soft nibbles on the outer lips that sent shivers up my spine. Fuck, I was horny. Stop teasing and fuck me, I thought.

 

I opened my eyes and looked down at him. Shit. He was still fully clothed. How in the hell was he going to fuck me with all those clothes on? I ran my hand over his head and tugged gently at his hair at the top of his neck. His head moved up and I sat up on the bed. Then I slid down in front of him so that I was sitting on his legs. I kissed him luxuriously while running my hands over his neck, through his hair, and down his back. I pulled his shit up over his head and he slid his arms out, dropping his hands down to my chest. I kissed him again and then pushed him to the floor.

 

I kissed his chest, running my fingers and stopping for a second to pinch his nipples. I suddenly pinched hard and his body jumped a bit. I flashed him an evil grin and he grabbed my arm and directed my hand down to his pants. I happily obliged him by unbuttoning the top button and kissing lightly down as I unzipped them. I stopped then, looking at him innocently as if I didn’t know what to do from there.

 

He lifted me off of him and stood up, letting his pants drop around his ankles. I was still sitting on the floor so he turned to face me and pulled me to my knees. I took his very hard dick in my hand and stared at it for a minute while I played with it. I ran my fingers lightly up the shaft and cupped his balls lightly with my other hand. 

 

“Suck it,” He said. It wasn’t really a request or a command, even. Just simply a statement about what would be happening in the next few seconds. He was right.

 

I took the head in my mouth and rolled my tongue around the edge. I fondled his shaft as I licked it up and down, occasionally opening my mouth wide and taking as much as I could down my throat. At first he watched me play, but after a minute, he let his head fall back and closed his eyes. He looked like he could go on enjoying it for hours. So I stopped.

 

It took a second for him to realize I had and he looked down curiously as if to see what the problem was. I tried hard not to grin and didn’t exactly succeed. He knew I was just taunting him. Good. I thought. And what are you going to do about it?

 

He took a moment to consider me and then somewhat roughly pulled me up and tossed me on the bed. He stepped out his shoes and pants and then turned back towards the bed and finished removing my top and skirt. He took my arms and pinned them to the bed with his hands and positioned himself above me. He hung there for a moment, teasing me. Turnabout’s fair play, I suppose. Then he lowered himself onto me and I felt him glide smoothly inside of me. I was so wet there was no hindrance to his motion and it went all the way in one swift movement. We both moaned and he stopped, savoring the feeling for a moment. 

 

He then began to move in and out with increasing vigor, his grip on my arms tightening as he thrust himself against me with more and more force. I worried for a moment that there might be red marks left on my arms when we were done. That wouldn’t be good. But it was hard to care. I let him have at me and he did.

 

He stopped again for a moment, catching his breath, then pulled out and bent me over the bed. He positioned himself and slid in easily from behind. This position afforded much deeper penetration and I had to bite down on the blankets to keep some of the sound muffled as he pounded at me. I could feel him beginning to tense up and pulled myself up onto the bed and out of his reach. He half fell onto the bed and I told him, “Oh no, not yet. Come and lay down.”

 

He did and I lingered for just a moment to plant a few light kisses on his wet cock. Then I climbed on top of him and slid myself slowly down onto it. His hands roamed my body as I rocked gently back and forth on him. I then leaned forward, pressing our bodies tightly together and quickened the pace. I could feel the orgasm building inside me as my swollen clit rubbed against him and his dick pulled in and out of my sopping cunt. I bit down on his shoulder as I came, barely remembering to stop before I left a mark. He grabbed me and pulled me tight against him, feeling the vaginal muscles quiver around his cock. My body went limp on top of him and he rolled me onto my back. He took his dick in hand and rubbed it hard and quick, being so close to orgasm himself it took only a few strokes before he was shooting cum all over my chest and neck, with some reaching onto my face. I wiped a drop off of my cheek, then licked it off of my finger.

 

He sat down by my legs for a minute, breathing heavily. Then he said, “We should probably get cleaned up.” I smiled and nodded back at him. He stood up and offered me his hand. I took it and as he helped me up, he said, “Nice to meet you, I’m James.”

 

“Nice to meet you, James, I’m Jenna,” I replied.

I've been writing dirty stories since high school but this is the first time I've posted one of them anywhere. Hope you like it! I imagine more will come in time.

I guess the main reason I got involved with Kayla was the obvious.  She really is a piece of ass.  She's about 5'8" or something and couldn't be more than 120 pounds.  The thing I noticed about her first was the way she looks in a pair of jeans... she has these long legs that make me more jealous than anything nowadays because guys are always turning their heads when she walks by.  She has a great tight ass and, while her tits are probably a B cup, they are perfect for her body type and have the perfect sized nipples.  She has long brown hair and a really cute face, with a great set of lips and nice blue eyes, if you're the type who gives a damn aboutt hat sort of thing. 

Anyway, our relationship started out really hot and wild and it stayed that way for months.  We'd see each other 2 or 3 times a week and we'd tear each other apart.  Usually she would end up panting and covered in sweat (or my cum) and moaning even 20 minutes after we fucked each other to pieces.  I can honestly say that she was and still is the best fuck of my life.  She is in such amazing shape that she can ride me cowgirl style pretty much for 45 minutes straight, changing tempo and keeping my cock in a constant state of near-orgasm.  Simply put, she is an unbelieveable lay, once in a lifetime kind of thing.  She would always tell me that I could fuck her like no other, and I believe it... she would cum several times each time we do it, even when we'd do a quickie in the car or other places where it's usually wham-bam-thank you ma'am.  I mean, I'm a good looking guy with a pretty big cock and I love eating pussy and making her cum, so I guess she has nothing to complain about.  All in all, I don't think either one of us could have asked for any better.

Then, she moved in. 

Suddenly, the sex slowed down.  I'd come home from work and she'd be tired from doing nothing all day.  We'd get into little arguments that would escalate into this big drawn out wars that really put a damper on things.  Communication started to break down, and before you know our sex would start becoming routine.  Time for bed, brush the teeth, floss, get underdressed, fuck for 10 minutes, go to sleep.  Shit like that.  Suddenly, we weren't all over each other when watching a movie, we didn't go out to eat anymore, and most of all, she stopped dressing to impress.  Jogging pants and sweatshirts and hair always tied back in the ponytail.  I admit, I could've probably done a bit more to encourage her, but I guess I had kind of started to lose interest too.

The other day, I'm on the computer and her messenger thing pops up.  I guess she left it logged in.  I see this message from a guy named Todd, so I couldn't help but read it.  I won't lie, there was nothing incriminating in there (trust me, I read the whole message archive!).  Some guy from the videostore, the assitant manager or something.  The message was just them going back and forth talking about some work bullshit, but I got the impression that there was an undercurrent of some heavy flirting going on.  I couldn't put my finger on it, but maybe I'm just the jealous type.  One way or another, this guy was now on my radar, although there was no real way of bringing it up to Kayla.  I asked her some vague questions about her work but she wouldn't really offer too much.

So this all leads me to last night.  Kayla was invited to a party at a co-worker's house, actually the co-worker's parents house, and I saw this as a great opportunity to get introduced to this Todd character and see if my suspicions were warranted.  We drove out there at 5:30 because it was a barbeque pool party, and Kayla was dressed in a loose denim mini skirt, a bikini top, and a pair of those ridiculous oversized sunglasses that's been in style.  We had a little argument that morning over something pointless, so we didn't talk much on the way there, besides her saying that she wanted to get hammered.  I was definately thinking along those same lines, given the fact that I wouldn't really know anyone at this party anyway.

The party was actually pretty good though.  Lots of people, and some pretty hot girls too.  One girl named Carrie was there that I knew from highschool that I hadn't seen in ages, so we hit it off right away over some burgers and beers and talked for a long time.  Meanwhile, Kayla was off talking to some friends or swimming in the pool, and I was cool with her keeping her distance anyway, so I was enjoying myself.

Carrie is shorter than Kayla, with short black hair, a cherubic face with really cute dimples... okay who am I kidding, she really has an amazing set of tits on her.  They are big and round and with her sitting there in her one piece bathing suit I kept getting glimpses right into a canyon of cleavage that after a few beers had me trying desperately to hide my raging hardon.  Carrie has these really full, red lips and a gorgeous smile that made me thinking about how she'd look with them locked around my hard cock.  Okay, so I was horny and having dangerous thoughts.  Could you blame me?  I had blue balls for a week now and I needed something to look at, if only to give me inspiration to jerk off in the shower the next morning. 

Anyway, at one point Carrie went inside with the rest of the party when it started to drizzle.  I looked around for Kayla and I saw her sitting under an awning by the pool house, talking to some guy.  Right away, I sized him up as "the" Todd.  He's not bad looking, taller than I am but not as ripped, kind of on the skinny side and with one of those spiky emo haircuts that I think make guys look gay.  He dressed like some frat boy and he looked pretty harmless, so I went inside to get out of the rain. 

After about an hour, I started getting restless.  Carrie had disappeared, so I was sitting on the couch drinking a Bud and watching TV with a couple of people I didn't know.  I was pretty bored, so I got up and started walking around half-looking for Kayla to see if I could pressure her to get going.  I looked all around the house but I couldn't find her.  Then I remembered where I saw her outside, so I went to the window to see if she was still there.  She was.

It was pouring rain out, and she and Todd were standing there under the awning looking as though they were considering making a run for it into the house.  They were giggling and laughing, and I could see Todd's lips counting down from 10.  When he got to 1, they ran hand-in-hand towards the house.  The thing is, they made it about half way when all of a sudden they veered off to the right and ran to the pool house instead.  I guess they didn't want to get soaked in the downpour so they diverted to another dry spot.  I don't know why I just stood there watching, but when I saw Kayla lead Todd into the pool house, my heart started to race.  It was innocent enough, they just wanted to get out of the rain, but it was the look on her face when she led him in through the door that made me wonder what was going to happen.  I've seen that look before, and I know what it means... she wants something!

Like I said, I was just standing there staring out the window, my eyes focused on the door and window of the pool house.  I wasn't angry, and I definately wasn't upset.  Curious would be the most accurate description of how I felt.  What the fuck was she up to?  Was I right all along about this Todd character?  Is Kayla cheating on me?  I had to know.

I walked around to the other side of the house and opened the patio doors to go outside.  Nobody was around that part of the house, so I was able to creep up to the window of the pool house without being noticed.  It really was raining though, and within seconds I was soaking wet.  I was so focused on not getting too wet that I almost forgot about what I was there to see, but when I made it to the tiny window and looked in, everything came back into focus.

There was Todd, facing me on a small loveseat, his head back and eyes closed, with my Kayla on her knees in front of him.  I couldn't see her face, only the back of her head, but I could see she was working him good.  Her head was bobbing up and down with a really good rhythm that I know so well.  I touched the door handle and was seconds away from bursting in there and kicking the shit out of him, but I stopped myself.  Even now, I still don't know why I didn't go in there.  It's so out of character for me, but I had to keep watching.  I just had to see this.

Kayla was giving this guy some serious head, and his hands were in her hair and rubbing the back of her neck while she sucked him off.  At one point, she reached back and in one motion undid her bikini top, exposing her back to me and her tits to Todd.  He reached down and starting fondling them, at which point Kayla really went nuts and started what looked to me like some deep throat action.  The guy had the biggest smile on his face, like he couldnt believe his luck. 

This went on for three or four minutes or so, until she looked up at him and said something.  He nodded, and she stood up, still stroking what turned out to be a pretty big cock, and kissed Todd on the lips. He put his hands around her back and started rubbing her ass under her miniskirt.  It looked like a pretty passionate kiss that went on for a while; the only breaks was when he reached down to suck on her nipples while she continued to stroke his rock hard cock.  Finally, Kayla stood up straight and pulled down her bikini bottom from under her skirt, climbed into Todd's lap and slipped his dick into her pussy.

I couldn't see Todd's face anymore because the back of her head was blocking, but I still know the look he must have had on it.  Elation.  I know how hot, wet and fucking tight Kayla's pussy is, and when she started riding him slow, all the way up and all the way down his cock, I know he must have been in heaven.  And still, I just stood there like a douchebag, watching my hot girlfriend fuck some stranger.  But I couldn't look away.

After several minutes of this, Kayla gradually picked up the pace, squatting on his cock and really fucking herself hard on it.  I could hear her moaning and groaning through the glass, and talking a whole lot of shit.  It was muffled, but I could definately hear her telling him how good he felt.  "OHHH You're so big" was one thing she kept saying over and over.  She really looked like she was enjoying herself.

Finally, she collapsed onto his chest and started screaming as she came hard all over his cock and balls.  She stopped riding him and he just held her there, cock buried all the way inside her, as her body shook from a powerful orgasm.  Her moans were really loud now, and if it wasn't for the torrential downpour I was sure the neighbours would have heard it, if not the party-goers.

Todd, to his credit, didn't stop there.  He flipped her over onto her back and spread her legs wide and started fucking her missionary style while she slumped on the couch.  Her legs were moving around alot, sometimes wrapping themselves around his back, other times spreading wide, but mostly just flailing about as though she was too lost in the sex to have control over them.  At one point, Todd put one of her legs over his shoulder and started pounding into her hard.  "Fuck me!" she kept screaming, and when he started moaning and groaning I knew the end was near.  Finally, he grunted and cried out, throwing his head back and pushing his cock all the way into her.  I could see Kayla's face now, and she looked positively possessed.  She had this greedy look on her face and a huge smile as she looked up at his face; you could tell she wanted nothing more than to have his cum flood her pussy.  She ground her pelvis into his, licking her lips and crying out as Todd pumped what must have been a massive load into her tight little cooze.  When he finally came down from his high, he bent down and they kissed passionately. 

The funny thing is, it wasn't the sex that bothered me so much as the fact that 1. he came inside her, and 2. the way they kissed afterwards, with her hands in his hair and tongues all over each other, that I knew this wasn't just some fling.  These two were really into each other, and this probably wasn't the first time.  As I walked back into the house, drenched from head to toe, I finally began to feel pangs of jealousy and anger.  It was like my brain had been asleep the entire time I stood there watching them.

I walked over to the bathroom and went in to dry off.  I toweled my hair dry and removed my T-shirt and wrang it out in the sink.  I stood there looking at myself in the mirror for a really long time, wondering what the fuck I was going to do.  Just then the door opened and Carrie walked in absently, laughing to someone behind her and she made her way into the bathroom.  "Oh!" she said when she noticed me, and I smiled at her.  She smiled back, and I know she was looking at my barechest and muscles.

"Hey Carrie" I said, walking towards her with a big grin on my face.  Her expression changed from smiling to confused when I put my hands on her hips and moved in for a kiss.  "What the fuck are you doing?  You're drunk!" she cried out as she shoved me away from her.  At this point, a friend of her's who was right behind her poked her head in to see what all the fuss was about.  I was backed up against the sink at this point, looking at Carrie's hot body and big tits and just wishing that I could have a piece of that.  I moved over to her again, and I guess she was still in a state of shock, because when I kissed her on the lips this time, she didn't push me away... well, not right away.  After a couple of seconds she shoved me again and spat into the hair.  "What the fuck don't touch me!" she yelled out while I just stood there staring dumbly at her face, wondering how the fuck this could have gone so wrong.  To make matters worse, right over Carrie's shoulder I saw Kayla, looking at me with this "oh- my- god- i've- never- been- so- shocked- in- my- life" look that was pretty priceless, considering what I just saw.  "You fucking BASTARD!" she yelled at me, storming off. 

"Kayla, wait!" I said, lunging after her.  Everything might have been fine if I hadn't practically ran over this waterpolo player guy trying to get to Kayla... this guy was huge and he practically picked me up off my feet and tossed me to the ground.  Sandra, the girl whos party this was, was trying to do damage control, but with all the yelling and screaming going on there wasn't much hope of that.  Before I knew it I was out on the front porch of the house in twilight, walking towards my car holding my T-shirt, wondering where the fuck Kayla got off.  Fucking bitch, she thinks it's okay to fuck some clown at a party but I can't take a little piece?

Anyway, I heard people saying as I left that they were gonna call the cops if I drove, so I figured I'd cut my losses and I just started walking towards the main street so I could catch a cab.  I was pretty loaded after all, and getting nabbed for DUI is just what I needed... I figured I'd worry about the car the next day.

So here I am, the next morning, waking up in a bed by myself, my girlfriend (or ex girlfriend I guess now) obviously is off somewhere dozing peacefully in the arms of this fratboy, while I sit here wondering what the fuck happened.

And I still have to go back to the house and get my car. 

I looked away.

It had been a long, long time since anyone had noticed me this way! I was thrilled. I looked up and caught his eyes again. There was something about a man with black hair and blue eyes... Sexual tension jumped between us like a grasshopper. I was not sure if I wanted to grapple it into submission or let it spring away to safety. The bus jostled and I pretended I wasn’t staring.

He grinned.

"You like taking the bus?" I ventured. Most commuters didn’t speak on the bus; it was an unwritten code of conduct.

"It’s fine with me, especially when the scenery looks fabulous."

Outside, the weather slid into the standard Seattle drizzle. Cold and grey. He wasn’t talking about the view outside.

"The scenery looks pretty good to me today, too," I said quietly.

"What?"

"Oh, I was agreeing that the scenery looked amazingly nice for such a dank day."

"A dank day, huh?" He chuckled.Oh, I liked the way he laughed! He had an ease about him that I was immediately drawn to. He was someone I could imagine in my life--stepping from the shower, pulling biscuits from the oven, curled against my pillow. I evaluated the briefcase, the Dockers, and the simple shirt he wore with "Boeing" embroidered on the pocket. Wholesome. Amazingly trustworthy.

I smiled, thinking thoughts that would never be considered wholesome nor trustworthy. There was something about the way his eyes sparkled. Something compelling. I wanted to smell the back of his neck.

"You work at Boeing?"

"I’m an independent contractor, but I did a job there last year. Right now, I’m troubleshooting the network system at Starbucks."

He looked too young to be working hi-tech, but that was the new Seattlite. Smart ones went to school in Silicon Valley then moved to the Seattle area and worked in computer-driven jobs, making insane salaries.

"You take the bus all the time?" If he did, I’d certainly never noticed him before. With those incredible blue eyes, he would certainly have turned my head.

"I do when I have to work the hours I’ve been working lately. If I commute, I don’t have to fight the traffic. I can use my computer during the hours I’m in transit, which I can’t do if I drive."

"Makes sense." I shuffled my bags, sitting up straight. He glanced at my chest, looked down the rest of my body, and raised his eyebrows. He liked what he saw! I shifted in my seat, assessing. I couldn’t help but hold in my stomach. He didn’t look like the type who would pick up strange women.

"What about you?" he asked.

"What?"

"You take the bus often?"

"Three to four days a week, but I don’t always ride the same one."

"I usually ride a lot later," he said, smiling, "but I am glad I caught this one today."

I thought his smile would swallow me whole.

I flipped back open my book and stared at the print. What the hell was I doing? This was harmless, wasn’t it? He was still watching me! I creased the corner of the page I was reading. I had read it five times but couldn’t remember a word. He smiled. I looked away. Rain formed on the windows and trickled down in streaks. I couldn’t help it. His glance formed on my soul and I wanted it to saturate me.

The bus stopped at the Tacoma Dome Station. I wasn’t ready for the ride to be over.

I stepped off the bus. He followed. I noticed he was over six feet tall.

"What’s your name?" he asked.

"Karen. And yours?"

"Jeff."

"Well it’s nice to meet you, Jeff."

"I’d like to do more, if it’s okay with you." Jeff remarked.

"Huh?" I wasn’t sure I’d heard him. I couldn’t have heard him. It was one thing for me to imagine what he was thinking. It was quite another for him to actually say it. "What do you mean?"

"I mean--all I got to do was look. I’d like to touch."

Oh, I’d like that too , I thought. My stomach quivered. I forced composure, imagining it smothering all these crazy impulses. "I’m married," I blurted, certain the announcement would squelch the possibilities and put the conversation back into a conventional context. I’m married, aren’t I? For something like this, certainly I was married. My live-in boyfriend Matthew decided a month ago that since we’d been together seven years, we might as well be married. He told me that as far as he was concerned, we were married. Common law. We’re committed to each other and we have joint accounts, he said. Matthew said that was good enough, might as well be married. But I wasn’t used to thinking it. I wasn’t sure I liked it. I’m married.

I didn’t feel married.

"So am I," Jeff admitted. "I’m married too. That won’t be a problem. It’ll mean that we both have a reason to be discreet."

He didn’t care! I wasn’t sure what to do. You want to screw around, even though you’re married? I glanced at his left hand. Sure enough, there was a plain gold band.

My hands gripped so tightly around the straps of my tote bags that nails bit into my palms. I dropped the bags and opened my hands. I looked at Jeff. "What exactly do you have in mind?" As if I didn’t know.

"Well, this time of day, it would be easiest to get a motel, don’t you think?"

Shit oh dear. I blushed and looked at the cement. There was some kind of quartz mixed into the sand they had used to pour the concrete and now that it was wet, the sidewalk shimmered. I looked at him again. "You do this often?"

"Not at all. Never. It’s just that I’m really attracted to you, and I don’t take that lightly. You have wonderful eyes." He spoke not like a come-on, but like it was simply a matter of fact. If it sounded like a hustle, I would have turned on my heel and went on up to my car. But because there was something different about him, the fact that he looked so comfortable and spoke so directly about what he wanted, I stood there swallowing it up. Uh-oh. His eyes devoured me. I didn’t know why I was looking! I’d better go.

As common sense kicked in, I grabbed my bags and walked into the parking garage. My car was parked three flights up. Jeff followed without speaking, not pushing, not expecting, just following. I stumbled on a step. He put his hand out to catch me.

"Thanks." I said, and kept walking before I dared myself to spin and tell him just how adorable he really was. My heart raced. It felt so delicious to have torrid, outrageous thoughts about sex in the afternoon. Hot, sultry sex on the way home from work. Who would know? No, I told myself. I would know.

"Where’s your car?" I asked.

"Fourth floor. I drive a truck."

At the third floor, it was all I could do to turn and walk away from him. "Enjoyed meeting you!" I called.

"Maybe I’ll see you again." He skipped a step and continued up the stairs.

I was shaking. I put the bags into the trunk and pulled my wallet from my purse. I considered driving my car to the other side of the parking garage where I could see the exit and watch for his truck to descend the ramp. I wanted to follow him. I picked at my bottom lip.

I started the motor and backed into a space where I could watch the cars coming down from the upper levels. After a few minutes, I saw a Dodge Ram Pickup. It had to be his.

I waved.

He slowed to a stop in front of me. He rolled down the window.

"A hotel?" He mouthed.

I nodded. My hands felt clammy against the steering wheel. I had to swallow because there was no moisture left in my mouth. I’d never done anything like this!I almost couldn’t help myself. He looked so wholesome. So wonderful. I wanted to run my hands through his black hair. I wanted to kiss his mouth and stick my tongue inside. I wanted to feel his cock inside my body. I wanted to know how he sounded when he came.

He drove out of the parking garage. I followed him to a Day’s Inn in Fife.

I waited in my car while he went and made arrangements in the office. I wondered what name he was putting on the register. I wondered he was paying and if he’d have to account for the money to his wife. I even wondered if he would write it off as a business expense. It felt shameful to think of myself as some man’s business expense.Karen, you little slut.

What the hell was I doing? I kept an eye on the cross traffic, wondering if anyone I knew would notice my car. I didn’t think that Matthew ever came this way, but what if he did? How would I explain myself? I dug for a piece of gum in my purse and nervously snapped it while I waited for Jeff to come out.

I watched him walk down the sidewalk to Room 114. He opened the door with one of those programmed credit cards. I put my gum in the ashtray, pulled my coat collar up around the back of my head and crossed the parking lot to the room. He pushed the door open to let me in.

Inside the room, it felt suddenly uncomfortable. We were both looking at watches. Was your wife setting the table, waiting for you to get home? Were your kids in the yard, hoping you’d come home and toss a football? I felt arrested. I didn’t know if I could go through with this. He was risking his marriage. I was risking Matthew, who would be destroyed. I would have to keep this afternoon secret for the rest of my life. For the rest of my life. No matter how exciting this would be, how lit up I got, how amazing and unbelievable this was, I could never tell another soul. Could I keep a secret forever?

Jeff took off his jacket and set it across the back of the standard-issue hotel chair. He had surprisingly muscular arms for the type of work he did. He was really going to do this. He was really going to cheat on his wife. Shit oh dear.One look into Jeff’s devilish eyes, and I melted. He had a twinkle that I couldn’t resist. There was something about that black hair with uncanny blue eyes...unusual...almost unnatural. So hot I wanted to eat him alive.

I took off my coat and placed it over his. My hands were shaking. I felt him looking at my bod. I felt like a bug under a microscope. Do something, please.Jeff pushed a strand of hair out of my face and trailed his fingertips along my cheekbone. He kissed me, so intense. It shook the foundation of my being. It was the sort of kiss that I hardly admit that I do. Matthew didn’t kiss me that way. Jeff wrapped his arms around me, and held me tight. Then he sank down into the chair and I collapsed into him, giggling nervously. I wanted to rock his world.

I felt challenged. Would I be as wild, as wonderful as his wife? In a matter of seconds, I made up an entire history for the woman he was cheating on. I reasoned that she had to be fabulous, after all this gorgeous hunk married her. But certainly she was dull in bed. Why else would he cheat? That had to be her downfall.

I imagined that she was willowy and tall, wore patent leather shoes with pennies in them. She probably wore slacks, even around the house, and preppy turtlenecks. She probably majored in accounting and kept her kitchen immaculate. With all that to measure myself against, I felt like I had to make sure I was going to out-do her. I had to be incredible in bed. I really wanted to impress Jeff. And the only way I could, the only moment I had with him was this one. This one unique, stolen moment in time. Complete serendipity.I wanted--no, I needed–to be more exciting than his wife. I wanted to be the most awesome fuck he’d ever had. I wanted him to go home and remember me--to remember this afternoon--and smile. No matter where he was, if thoughts of this afternoon passed through his head, I wanted him to smile. I wanted him to think, Oh that was one fucking amazing piece of ass!

Okay, Jeff, ready or not, here I come.I leaned into the sweet smell at the back of his neck and nuzzled there, tasting and kissing, before I came around the front and licked the stubble across his chin. Jeff’s button-down shirt was a bit of a challenge to unbutton (with my teeth, anyway) but I was sure with patience and persistence, I could get it undone. I used my teeth and tongue to wrestle each button away from its buttonhole. I kissed my way down his shirt. The bottom ones were harder to get leverage against, so I cheated a little and pulled his shirt away from his chest. Jeff splayed his legs out. I could tell by the swell below his belt that he was ready.

Let him wait. This was my one time to cheat, my sole indiscretion. I wasn’t going to rush. I took my time unfastening his brown leather belt and pulled it away. I attacked the button on Jeff’s jeans with my fingers and unzipped and yes!--Jeff’s sweet dick curled upwards and pulsed against his belly, straining to get out of the confines of his cotton briefs. At least seven inches. Omigod!I moved his legs a little to indicate that I was going to pull off his pants. Jeff shoved them down to his ankles and poked his dick through the gap in his drawers. What? C’mon man, I’m not going to fuck through your clothes. What if he wanted me to bend over, push the elastic to the side, and do me through my panties? Yuk! That would not be amazing. I was not going to risk both our relationships over a quickie on an overstuffed chair. Fucking me through my panties, I’m just sure! The elastic would drag against the length of his cock. And what if it left a mark for his wife to find at home tonight? Oh no, that’s not going to happen. I leaned over and pulled his shoes off, then removed his pants. And his underwear.

I wanted Jeff’s undivided attention. I spun around and lifted my dress off over my head. Jeff could see how the back of my thong slipped up between my ass cheeks. It rode low on my back. I unfastened my bra and dropped it on the floor. My shoulders were soft and inviting. I leaned forward and slipped off my panties, nice and slow. I kicked them to the side. I sat down on his lap and felt his dick bulge against my bottom. It poked into the crack of my ass, straining. Oh! I loved the way I could feel his dick, so hard, twitching anxiously. I shifted and opened my legs just enough to slide his cock tight between my thighs. I kept myself clean-shaven, and his dick poked up against the front of my pussy. Dicks always had such unique personalities! Jeff’s wasn’t anything like Matthew’s. My smooth pussy folds fit around the head, and it peered out like a groundhog. I wondered if Jeff’s wife had a bare pussy.

"Tell me about your wife."

"Huh?" I felt tense thighs sag into the chair below me.

"No, I mean it. I want to know what she’s like."

His penis started to shrivel and sink into nothingness.

I started grinding against him. Stay hard, I thought. You have to stay hard. That cock’s too delectable to have it fade away...."I want to out-fuck her," I said, all breathy, hoping my dirty talk would make him crazy. "I don’t get to have you, Jeff, but for a minute. And you don’t get to keep me afterward. But while we share this stolen time, I want to be the hottest thing you’ve ever had. I want to fuck your brains out."

"Uh...uh, she’s just normal. Nothing special." He said. "Brown hair and glasses. She likes to read. We have a baby and she’s redecorating the baby’s room. To make it look a little older...for a toddler."You have a toddler? Shit oh dear. Thinking about out-fucking his wife was a complete turn-on, but now there was a toddler... Snap out of it, Karen.

I eyed his softening dick. Even now, it was larger than the cock I was used to. And frankly, I went this far, and I wasn’t going to have him turn into a shrinking violet. No more talk about the little wife.I turned and faced Jeff. I threw my legs over the arms of the chair. I moved my hands down to spread out my wet, pink slit. The pale outer lips peeled away to reveal my inner labia, all purplish. I was ridged like chewed bubble gum. I started petting my clitoris just inches from his face. My pussy was drenched. I’d been soaked since first seeing him on the bus. Juices seeped down my thighs.

"You want some of this?" I tentatively inserted my forefinger into my cunt. It came out glistening.

His eyes were locked on my pussy. His dick perked back to life.

I don’t usually get this wet all by myself. I was really turned-on. I wanted this man.

I wrapped my hands firmly around his shaft. My smooth, slick thumb glided across the swollen head. He pulsed. Yes!

I climbed down on the floor between his legs. I spit on my hands and wrapped long fingers around the length of his shaft. I started sucking the head. Just the head. This was going to be such a treat, I was going to take my sweet time. I traced circles around his balls while I sank his cock deep into my mouth. I loved the way he hit the back of my throat, like he was the perfect size and shape for me. So much bigger than Matthew. I slid Jeff in and out. I stroked the ridge behind his balls. My tongue pulsed against the base of his penis. When he pulled out, I lapped at the top of him, stroking diligently with the slight texture of my tongue. I loved having him inside my mouth! I settled in to suck more, a little harder even, and then when he pulled back, there was an uncomfortable slurping sound as he resisted the suction. I felt his hand push at the back of my head. I opened my mouth wide and slid down, my tongue flicking frantically. This time he slipped just into my throat. Oh, I wish I could take you that deep every time! I was self-conscious of my teeth–I’ve never had my wisdom teeth pulled. And I wasn’t used to anyone filling my mouth so completely. No matter. Jeff’s hand was at the back of my head again, and he started to set a pace of up and down, up and down. He probed as deep as he could go.

Gasping, I pulled off suddenly, abruptly enough to make him tremble. Breathing heavy, I strained for the air I needed. He wanted my mouth on him again, and started to force my head. I was making him crazy. I gulped and sank down on his huge organ. It extended clear into my throat. I swallowed and pushed a little harder, the tip dragging against the super-sensitive skin that had never been touched. I almost gagged. I choked, the muscles clenching around his girth. Oh no, I was certainly too tight, my teeth too close! I could hear him catch his breath, then he dared to thrust it into the spongy tissues in my throat again. He shoved past my reflex, then I could rock him in and out of my oral cavity. Fuck my face, Baby, fuck my face!Jeff thrust his cock in and out of my mouth. He dipped past my wisdom teeth into my throat time and time again. Oh it felt wild to have him so deep in my throat! I knew I would be hoarse in the morning. I couldn’t do this to Matthew. Matthew didn’t take nearly this much room. My face felt so full! I could smell the slight musky smell, unique to Jeff. I loved it. I wondered if his wife could take the full length of his cock. Does she swallow you, Dear? He kept fucking my face.

I felt him getting harder and harder. I thought for sure he was going to cum. No! I needed to slow it down. I didn’t want him to ejaculate before I could ride the thing! He was so much bigger than Matthew. He was going to feel incredible inside my cunny. I stood and turned. I put one foot on each arm rest and crouched down over his erection. I slid him inside my pussy from behind and kept my feet on the armrests to push. I did squats up and down on his lap, his goddamned dick opening parts of me that hadn’t felt a man before. Omigod! How I loved a nice, thick dick. I loved the way he fit inside of me, stretching all the way to knock against my cervix. I could feel a little ping of sharpness every time I dropped down his full length and the head of his penis tapped that sensitive spot. Oooh, it was good! When I slid up, I slid down hard, my weight slamming against his hips. I knew from behind, he could see my grasping cunt muscles clenching his thick cock. Oooh, it felt so so good. My breath started to catch, and I kept rocking my hips up and down, steering him into the front of my vaginal wall, against my G-spot. Omigod.

"Uhn-uhn-uhn-uhn," I moaned, groaning with each motion. In my head, I started counting. Matthew would have come by now. I hardly had a chance with him. But Jeff was hitting me in all the right places. Hitting it just right. And with his extra volume, my cunny felt so full, so brimming with dick. "Uh-uhn-uhn-uhn."

Forty-nine, fifty....I didn’t think I could do squat thrusts much longer. It wasn’t that I was in such bad shape, but it really didn’t take this long to get Matt off and I wasn’t used to the extra exertion. Fifty-nine, sixty...

Jeff picked me up. Suddenly I was airborne. Omigod! I couldn’t believe he could support my weight. I wasn’t huge, but I wasn’t one of those lithe, darling things that could ride up and down a man’s pole like a pro. He wrapped his arms around my front and lowered me to the bed. I crouched on my hands and knees. He scarcely lost a stroke. He started pounding me from behind, doggy-style.

Omigod! Now I knew I was going to come. I arched my back so my ass was square against his lap. I could feel the scratch of his pubic hair as he slammed me from behind. He stood behind me, coming at me from beside the bed. Matthew was too short to do me with me on my hands and knees on the bed!

Jeff was ruthless. His breath started catching, he was making groaning noises and sighed every time he sank his full length inside. From that angle, he was jamming it good against my G-spot and I started to cum. I screamed and gripped the bedspread. "Oh-Oh-Oh-Omigod. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"

And he did. I started clenching and shaking from the force of my orgasm. My cunt muscles closed around him like a vice. He leaned down, put his fingers over my clit and started diddling. "Oh!" I screamed, and the cum started pouring out. "Oh–Oh shit. Omigod. Oh shit!" I started spasming. I was wound tight, coiled like a spring. My toes curled involuntarily. The force of my orgasm surprised him, and he lost his rhythm for a moment while I continued to cum, clenching and arching, slamming against him.

"Fuck me more. Please, keep fucking me." I begged. I was all wet, kneeling in a puddle of cum, but I didn’t care. I wanted it as long as he could give it to me.

It wasn’t going to be much longer. My cunt felt hot and so slippery against his shaft. Jeff straightened his back and jammed it in particularly deep, as deep as it could go. I bent forward and tensed, feeling so full of his good, hard cock. Ride the wave, I thought. I started backing into his pole, tightening my PC muscles. I felt his cock buckle, and he shouted, "Stroke it, stroke it, stroke it!" I felt the glug, glug, glug of the load of cum as he spurted inside.

After a moment, he pulled out. The string of semen stretched from his cock head to my vagina. I fell on the bed heaving, my forehead sweaty, my hands and knees drenched with cum.

"I have to shower," he said after a few minutes. "Then I guess we have to go." He glanced at his watch again.

To hell with what it might or might not have meant for him. It was the fuck of my life.

It was all I could do to leave. Twenty minutes later, I climbed into my Toyota Tercel and drove to the Dairy Queen.

I needed ice cream.

Somehow I managed to order. Butterflies raged inside. Omigod. That was fucking amazing.

The cone came with the chocolate coating still warm. Drops of white fell from the cone into my blouse and trickled between my breasts. I imagined Jeff licking them away with a deft, warm tongue. Shit oh dear.

 I saw Jeff one other time, about two weeks later. I got on the bus and saw him sitting in the very back seat. Talking to one of his co-workers. I sat down in the seat next to him, and I smiled. I had to look distant, like I didn’t know who he was.

After we got on Interstate 5, his friend dozed off. Jeff had his jacket laying casually across his lap. I reached underneath. I worked his zipper down. I loved how my hand perfectly cupped his dick. Neither of us said a word. I jerked him off under the coat. He laid his head against the neck rest and closed his eyes. He opened his mouth when he came, but he didn’t make a sound. I felt his cock jerk in my hand, and the jizz dribbled down like a candle. He looked at me with a crazy grin in his eyes. I wiped my hand on a Kleenex from my sweater pocket and opened my book. We didn’t speak.

Unfortunately, I never saw him again.

Taking Jess on proved to be something of a mixed blessing; i found her to be lazy and she was often late for work - but the customers loved her - the men in particular. She has a thick mane of blonde curly hair which stretches to below her shoulder blades (a good advert for a salon I thought!) and the sort of slim, lithe body that interests men of all ages. And didn't she know it - as she pressed her small but firm boobs against the men as she washed and cut their hair. She was also quick to accentuate her tight little bum in a pair of black leather trousers that made the guys drool.

Whilst Jess was still a handful, I noticed a willingness for her to lock up in the evening which suited me as I had to collect my children from the child minder and i allowed her to do this believing she was doing me a favour - I couldn't have been more wrong!

One night around 2 hours after the salon had closed i was driving on my way back from the supermarket when I noticed the upstairs light were still on. thinking Jess had simply forgotten, i stopped and decided to let myself in and deal with it. Cursing her for her carelessness, I let myself in to the sounds of crying and screaming coming from upstairs. Scared, but furious that someone had had the nerve to enter my shop and attack one of my staff i crept slowly up the stairs brandishing a pair of scissors which I had decided I could use as a weapon to surprise Jess's' assailant. As i reached the top of the stairs, i stopped dead in my tracks at the sight I witnessed through the salon door which was ajar.

Jess was naked apart from her heels, her hands gripping a wash bowl so tightly she was in danger of ripping the thing clean off the wall. In the mirror I could see her eyes were shut, mouth agape as she gasped for air like a beached fish - her head thrashing from side to side as she came in torrents which sent her into a frenzy of lust. The reason for her excitement wasn't hard to see - she was impaled on the dick of Nathan a local DJ and one of our regulars who Jess openly flirted with and who clearly had the hots for her. Part of me was disgusted with the way Jess had used me to get her way with Nathan but I was also intrigued and watched, spellbound unable to move.

Just then Jess spotted me in the mirror and screamed, grabbing her panties to protect her modesty before rushing out of the room. Iwas angry with Nathan for the upset that this had caused and shouted at him to get out and that he wouldn't be welcome in the shop again. He just shrugged nonchalantly swinging his long fat penis as he strode out.

When he had gone I tried to calm Jess down - she was sobbing , begging me not to sack her and not to tell her mum or fiance. I asked her had this been a regular occurrence to which she nodded admitting that she had become addicted to his cock and that he gave her depths of pleasure she had never experienced with any man before. I must admit i had never come with John with such ferocity as she had just then with Nathan and she sensed this saying "Christ, I don't know what's come over me Carole, but I've become obsessed with sex with this wonderful man and his gorgeous body and delicious cock- it's been like a drug". She composed herself and went home and we both vowed to let the matter drop.

Over the next week Nathan stayed away but one evening as I was locking up (Jess having been relieved of that duty!) there was a knock on the salon door. I pulled up the blind to tell the customer we were closing only to see Nathan staring back at me.He asked if he could come in as he felt he had to apologise. Foolishly, I unlocked the door and let him come in but as I was in no mood to hear his apologies, I told him Jess wasn't there and also told him that the matter was forgotten.

Sensing some weakness in me for letting him in - he visibly gained confidence and suddenly said - "Ah but what Jess doesn't know is that i saw you watching us both for a good five minutes that evening - did you like what you saw, sexy ?"

I was furious with him but also uneasy as he must've carried on fucking Jess knowing I was watching and also knowing how mesmerised i was by the sight of their naked bodies.

"Er - no God , just shut up you lousy bastard" I retorted but he must have realised my words lacked conviction.

" I saw you in the mirror - watching my arse and my cock and wishing it was you that was getting the treatment I was giving Jess - don't deny it Carole".

I felt numb - guilty, found out but before I could offer any further resistance he approached me and placed his hands on my shoulders - they felt big and controlling on my petite frame. "D'you know, Carole once I spied you there, I wanted that to be you in there coming on my cock and clinging on to that wash basin whilst you got a severe fucking- a sexy mature woman getting the sort of shagging you don't get at home".

I could feel all resistance ebbing away - yes of course I fancied this sexy hunk and was desperate to learn whether he could elicit the same ecstatic response in me as he had with Jess. I took charge reaching down ., squeezing his balls through his tracksuit bottoms before sinking to my knees. In a mad frenzy of lust, I was tearing at the waistband of his pants, desperate to free that juicy cock that had given Jess so much pleasure the week before. And I wasn't disappointed - it was a fucking stonker - already hard and seeping a drop of pre cum out of its hole. I lapped it up with gusto and slurped greedily on his bell end running my hand along his shaft and pulling and stroking his balls. "Christ almighty you bastard that cock tastes good" I gasped in a fit of wanton lust. He was bigger, thicker and firmer than my husband and I was powerless to resist.

We stripped one another tearing at buttons in our excitement. I was soon naked and he laid me on my back before giving me a mind blowing orgasm with his tongue. My husband only licks my cunt under sufferance and it shows but this bastard loved doing it , nibbling on my lips and taking my clit on his mouth and running his tongue around it until I thought I'd pass out with pleasure. When he put his fingers in me as well I knew I couldn't hold on and felt my back rise off the floor as I arched my body to accommodate every millimetre of his tongue and fingers into my greedy snatch. I came with a massive groan - a much more intense sensation than I ever have with John and feeling that delicious mix of guilt and lust I begged him to fill me with his cock as I'd seen him do with Jess. He needed no second bidding as he stretched my lips and oh so slowly eased his bulbous head in.

I was in heaven and begged him to go slowly so I could feel every delicious inch. Licking sweat off his broad powerful chest I could feel him start to speed up and  cried out as I felt the stirrings of another orgasm welling up inside. "Oh God, oh yes, Nathan it's fucking fantastic , fuck me fuck me fuck meeeeee" i squealed as he pumped harder and harder, as I clung to the tight , firm cheeks of his gorgeous arse as he rode me. Just then I could feel him tense as he approached his own orgasm and biting my shoulder he groaned as his own orgasm ripped through him. It was truly fantastic and whilst Jess is back with her fiance and trying to stay on the straight and narrow, i'm sure it won't be long until the lure of Nathan and his terrific lovemaking is too much to resist. Who knows we may even have a threesome!

 So it had been our usual intense sex daily over the last couple of weeks,never any let up,we Richard and myself were obsessed with everything to do with sexual activity and screwing each other senseless. Despite all our activity my pussy was twitching with intregue everyday as my mind now desperately wanted to feel what another cock would feel like. I know Richard sowed the seed in my head,but it had always been there since seeing our old neighbour having a wank while watching my sister in our bedroom at home.

 Having gone to our shared bedroom one day. I found my older look-a-like sister posing in front of the three mirrors of our wardrobe. She was doing some pretty sexy things like opening her legs and pulling her pussy lips and tits and stuff. "Oh its you! Get down and look out the window at old Jake opposite but keep low so as not to be seen" Blime! it was the first time I"d seen a bloke wanking. He was puffing and jabbing his hips and cock forward as though he was fucking an invisible woman. His hand was going up and down so fast now it was blurred. Jane said, "He"s going to cum" he did, it spurted all against the glass window pane. She reckoned she tormented him into wanking about once a fortnight and always put the light on to give him a real good look. "After I"m married,you can take it on for the old horny sod" I did as well!

 I even wondered what old Jakes cock would have felt like,but concluded a fuck from me would have surely made him keel over. I wonder? So back to now! When will my back up penis show again? I"d been rubbing my puss against some strategic parts around the house I was so horny. I"d even wedged a long plastic handled dust mop at the right height in the side of the chair cushions to let me fuck it. I was just studying my juice all over this handle and thinking how long before Richard would be here to put me out my agony when the light tapping came on the front door.

 I virtually dragged him and his bike through the door. Grabbing hold of him I said, "Where the fuck have you been all week?" Pure lust took over,as I dragged at his trousers,he was always commando style (no pants)when he called,his nob popped out already as hard as iron. My skirt was gone by his doing, I felt Dens cock against my lips then he rammed so hard it pushed me up on tiptoe. FUCK! that was hard, "Ah! I wasn"t going to let you get away by gamming me again" No more conversation entailed as he scewed me fast,hard and long. We came together,he just kept going like Richard does. Longer this time,then we both came again,he still kept going and I had two or three more orgasms,then he grabbed the cheeks of my ass I thought he was going to rip them open,his pelvic bone and pubes were scrunching and mashing into mine then with a real hard lasting push he squirted hard right up in my wombs neck. I was pinned against the wall like a butterfly with my feet barely touching the floor,the throb,throb of his cock was twitching inside my cunt in time with my last orgasm. Our hearts must have been beating at the same pace.

 Fucking hell that was the hardest fucking I"d had so far. "Do you mind if I"ve made you pregnant?" I answer "You wont have!" All the time hoping he had. Yeah,I know I"m mad,I liked being pregnant,thats all! He gradually let me back down as he calmed down. "Fuck in hell Jackie,I"ve never had a woman cum off that hard or cum off so hard myself in my life!" Dead pan I said, "Really thanks,It was just I"ve been dying to know what a different cock would feel like" "You"re saying you"ve only had Dickies?" "Course I have,what do you take me for,I"m not a slut,I was just curious how another would feel.Thanks but this is probably a one off now I know" Den,"How different was it and did I do it as good?" "Thats for me to know and you to wonder,but should I ever let you put it in again,you"ll know you passed,now fuck off before Rich gets here" He went!

 I now knew! God it was one hell of a fucking he gave me,although he didn"t know,I had plans for Den and Richard in the future,but let these men carry on thinking they were in control. THEY THINK! Like hell they are.

 On reflection, they were a brilliant combination. Gentle understanding Richard gave me loads of sexual attention in foreplay,play during and afterplay. Also he was totally flexible to all and any sort of sex,but bondage and pain was a no!no! As a husband and caring father he"s marvellous. Story telling,he is the only man that could make me cum off without actually touching me,only threatening too. That sort of orgasm has to be experienced to be believed,you just can"t describe it. While as you will see in the future stories Den was like the Mounty adage,He always got his man,(Woman in this case) He"d just never give up! When he did get you it wasn"t that gentle but you knew you"d been well and truly fucked. As to cock differences,the body actions were not the same,their cum was not the same,but they both reached what a certain alcoholic drink couldn"t. One of their cans I tried Nearly did though.

 More later ok.