“(Author’s note – from time to time, in this story, there will be references to previous experiences enjoyed by Janet and Mary. More (intimate!) details of these can be found in my stories – “New Year’s Revelations” and “One Night at a Party”.)”
Their breath frosting in the chill late afternoon air, they tumbled out of the SUV, and Pete fiddled, frustratingly, with the key to the impressive timber-built lodge.
“However did you get this place?” Mary asked Janet, as they hopped from one foot to the other, trying to keep warm.
“A friend of Pete’s father owns it, and he lent it to him for a couple of weeks. Pete’s parents were supposed to be coming with us, but they can only come for one week, now, so we’ve got the place to ourselves till next Saturday,” Janet replied, in between exhorting her husband to ‘get a move on’ opening the door.
“Oh, you’re lucky,” said Mary. “We’ve only got the one week – we go home on Saturday.”
At that, the door swung open, at last, and the four of them hurried inside. The log fire in the open-plan living-area was still alight, but only just, and Pete and Charlie went out through the back door for more logs, while their wives set about preparing the much-needed coffee.
“So,” said Janet, “how did you enjoy your first day’s skiing?”
“I thought it was wonderful,” giggled Mary, recollecting the number of times she had slid down the nursery slopes on her behind. “How about you?”
“Aye, I enjoyed it,” smiled Janet, in her East of Scotland brogue. “I’m really glad we met you two, though – I’d have felt a real idiot if Pete and I had been the only adults falling about all over the place! Mind you, Howie was very patient, wasn’t he?”
“Oh, yes,” agreed Mary. “Although he isn’t how I pictured a ski instructor! He’s a bit older than I thought they were – and a bit skinnier! He’s very nice, though – and he obviously knows what he’s doing.”
Janet looked at her, quizzically. “He seemed to know what he was doing with you OK, anyway,” she commented, drily.
Mary coloured up. She had thought no-one had noticed. The first time Howie had helped her to her feet, she had wondered if the contact of his hands on her breasts was accidental, but there had no question about it, second time around. As his hands slid under her armpits to lift her from the snow, they had definitely cupped her breasts, and squeezed them – and, as Mary had struggled to regain her standing position, with Howie behind her, there had been no mistaking the hard ridge she had felt, momentarily, pressing against her bottom.
It was odd, Mary thought, how she saw these things differently, in the last year. Almost her first thought, after she was back on her feet, was how Charlie would enjoy hearing about how the ski instructor had copped a sneaky feel of his wife’s tits. She would wait till they were back home, of course, before she told him, and then, between them, they would conjure up a story in which things would go much further …
But, for Janet’s benefit, she laughed lightly and said – “Yes, I suppose he’s used to picking up ‘damsels in distress’! Anyway, I liked him – I’m glad he’s coming tonight.”
“Aye – he should be good company. I bet he’s got a lot of stories!” said Janet.
“I bet, if we’re anything to go by!” laughed Mary. “It was very good of you to invite us back for dinner, too – thanks. And you’re sure you’ve got enough food, and so on?”
“Oh, yes,” said Janet. “It’s just a couple of bottles of wine – and Pete’s malt whisky – we’re short of, and the boys can pick that up in town when they go down.”
“Aye, we can’t manage without a bottle of Highland Park,” put in Pete, as he lumbered through the kitchen with an armful of logs.
“Are you sure you’ll be OK on that road?” asked Mary. “It’ll be dark before you get there – and there’s fresh snow falling.”
“Ach, we’ll be OK,” pronounced Pete, dismissively. “It’s only about a 40-minute run – and we’re used to snow, in Scotland. We’ll be back by the time you two have got the dinner on.”
Dropping his load of logs on the hearth, Charlie took the cup of coffee Janet handed him, and gratefully sank into a chair.
“This is a great place,” he said, looking round. “You should see the pokey little hotel room we’ve got, in the town.”
It was on the tip of Janet’s tongue to suggest that Mary and Charlie join them to stay at the lodge for the rest of the week, but, just in time, she bit back her invitation. After all, they had only met the other couple that morning, and, although they all seemed to get on very well, it might be advisable to get to know them a little better before making a commitment she might regret.
Also, she thought, there might be definite advantages to having the place to themselves, as a delicious memory flitted across her mind’s eye of how she and Pete had rolled around, naked, in the snow the previous night before he chased her inside and took her, ferociously, on the rug in front of the roaring log fire …
She looked up and caught his eye, and he grinned. She knew that he knew what she had been thinking, and a pleasurable shiver ran through her. She dropped her eyes, aware that her face was reddening, and glad that it was still flushed from the day’s exertions on the slopes.
“Right!” said Pete, standing up. “The sooner we get away, the sooner we’ll be back. Ready, Charlie?”
“Sure am!” responded Charlie.
The girls accompanied them to the door. The snow was falling quite heavily.
“You be careful!” warned Janet.
“No worries!” called Pete, as he swung up into the driver’s seat. “Just get on with the cooking, woman!”
The engine roared into life, and Charlie waved to Mary as they bumped across the rough ground towards the single-track road.
“I’ll give him ‘cooking’” Janet growled, as the girls shut the door behind them. “I’m going to get some of this gear off, then have a big glass of wine, beside that fire, before I even think about cooking!”
She led Mary into the second bedroom and showed her where everything was. Left alone, Mary took off her outer layers, but decided to keep her jeans and jersey on, meanwhile. She was still a little chilled from the afternoon in the cold, and the jeep had been a bit draughty.
She returned to the living area. Janet was pouring two large glasses of sparkling white wine. She was still wearing her tight ski-pants, but had donned a red polo-neck sweater.
She was quite tall – about five foot eight inches to Mary’s five-four – and, Mary thought to herself, she was ‘handsome’, rather than pretty, with her long black hair and well-defined features. She was still wearing her glasses, which made her look a little severe. She’s got a lovely figure, though, thought Mary, taking in the other girl’s high, firm breasts and shapely buttocks, and her slim waist and straight shoulders.
“I bet she strips well,” she thought – and then was surprised at the surge which ran through her, as her imagination pictured Janet, undressed. It was such an unusual reaction that her legs sagged a little, and she sat down rather quickly, and heavily. Janet looked up, concerned.
“Are you OK?” she asked, carrying the glasses over.
“Yes, thanks,” mumbled Mary. “I think I’m maybe just a bit tired – all that exertion!”
“Yes,” laughed Janet, “skiing gets to the parts other activities don’t reach! Cheers, anyway,” she added, holding up her glass.
“Yes – cheers,” responded Mary. “Here’s to a good evening!”
“Aye,” came the reply. “If those two make it back! My Pete’s not the Formula One driver he claims to be – and that snow’s getting quite heavy … Anyway, we’ll manage fine by ourselves, if need be – and they can always bunk up in our hotel room, if need be – if they get stuck in the town!”
“Oh,” said Mary. “Do you really think …?”
“No – not really. They should be OK,” said Janet, dismissively. “Unless, of course,” she added, “they fancy a night down there, on their own!”
Mary didn’t know quite how to take that, so she just nodded, and took another mouthful from her glass, which, to her mild surprise, emptied it. Janet noticed and, emptying her own, stood up to go into the kitchen, to fetch the bottle. Mary couldn’t help noticing the sway of Janet’s hips as she passed in front of her, and felt, again, a little frisson of excitement.
She had never experienced this reaction to someone of her own sex, before, and it alarmed her. Inevitably, her mind was dragged back to the night, last summer, when she had found herself sexually ’sandwiched’ between her friend, Beverley, and Bev’s husband, Tony, and recalled that it had been Beverley who had pulled off Mary’s bra and put her hands on her exposed breasts. Mary had sensed, dimly, then, that, although Beverley had ostensibly been exposing her friend’s breasts for Tony’s pleasure, Bev had derived some stimulus, herself, from feeling them and, at the same time, pressing her own large, bared breasts against Mary’s naked back.
At the time, with her hand closing round Tony’s stiff, excited erection, Mary’s attention had been focussed on the heterosexual elements of that encounter, but later contemplation had called to mind Beverley’s references to ‘girl/girl’ encounters from her school and college days. But Mary had not dwelt on these with any sense of envy – so why this reaction to Janet, now?
Coming back to the present, Mary realised that Janet had refilled her glass, and was speaking to her.
“Sorry!” she said, with an embarrassed half-laugh. “I was somewhere else, then!”
“Aye,” came the thoughtful reply, “and it looked like an interesting place! I was saying – you’ve no worries about Charlie, on the loose in the town, then?”
“Oh, no,” laughed Mary, genuinely, this time. “Quite the reverse, actually!”
Janet’s face lit up with a gleam of interest.
“Now, what can you possibly mean by that?” she asked. Mary blushed, and took another drink.
“Oh, nothing, really.” But when the other girl stayed silent and continued to look at her, speculatively, sitting forward, holding her glass in her cupped hands, Mary felt compelled to go on.
“Well – it’s just – he’s more interested in – what I do, than doing it with other girls, himself.”
Janet stayed silent, a little frown of concentration on her high brow, an eyebrow arched in further query. Mary felt as if she was digging a hole she couldn’t get out of, and tried to end the discussion.
“It’s hard to explain,” she said, with an attempt at a shrug. “And not worth the bother!”
“No,” said Janet, unexpectedly, and Mary noticed that the knuckles of the fingers gripping the glass had turned white. “No,” Janet repeated, “I think I maybe know where you’re coming from, on this one. Do you mean – he likes you to … tell him things?”
“Well – something like that,” said Mary, feeling very uncomfortable. “Oh, it’s just ‘pillow-talk’ – it’s nothing, really.”
Janet leaned back, and carefully put her glass down on a little table beside her, then leaned forward again towards Mary.
“Can I tell you something?” she said. “I’m not quite sure why I want to, but I’ve got a feeling we’ve got a lot in common, you and I, and there’s something I’d like to ‘run by’ you.”
Mary could sense a tension in the other girl’s voice and, although she felt they might be straying into dangerous territory, she nodded.
Janet reached for her glass, and took another drink. “Just over a year ago,” she said, “Pete got a bit the worse for wear at a New Year party and a friend of his helped me to put him to bed, in our flat in Edinburgh. His friend – his name was Hugh – stayed for a cup of coffee, and – well – one thing led to another and we started kissing.”
She stopped, and drained her glass.
“It went further than that – much further. A girl at the party had got a bit drunk and done a dance where she ended up topless and – well, that’s how I ended up with Hugh. I was stripped to the waist and Hugh was – well, you know, kissing and touching me – and then I realised his hand was inside my panties, and I wanted him to go even further!”
“Then, we heard a noise, and I came back to my senses and bundled Hugh out of the flat. The noise turned out to be Pete, getting up to go to the toilet, and, when he came out, just after Hugh had left, he was more randy than he’d been for ages.”
She stopped and reached for her glass. Seeing it empty, she refilled it, took a long swallow and put it down again. Now feeling uncomfortably warm, Mary pulled off her heavy sweater and also had another drink.
“He seemed to have sobered up completely,” continued Janet, “and he practically dragged me into the bedroom. I found out, later, that he saw me, with Hugh, and, instead of making him mad, it turned him on! While he was making love to me, he started asking questions about me – with other men. He had never spoken about that before, but now he wanted to know about when I had had my first sexual experiences – getting my breasts felt for the first time – feeling a hand in my knickers – touching a guy’s penis – that sort of thing.”
“And it really turned him on! And, even more surprisingly, he wanted to know if I had let anyone touch me, since we had been married and, when I said I had, I thought he’d explode with excitement, and begged me to tell him all the details!”
She fell silent, then smiled and said – “Am I getting warm?” Mary looked at her, still trying to take in what she had heard. She spoke, hesitantly, her voice low, as though she was in fear of being overheard.
“Charlie saw me with someone’s hand up my sweater one night – at a party. It was a friend of ours – called Billy. It wasn’t the first time I had let him do that – in fact, I had let one or two men do it, at parties, before … ”
Janet interrupted – “You mean – let them feel your breasts?”
“Yes,” Mary lowered her eyes, her face glowing.
“Did you let them feel - inside your bra?”
“Yes – sometimes,” said Mary. “I enjoyed it, too – I’ve always enjoyed having my breasts touched, and I thought Charlie was probably doing it, too – with their wives!”
“And he wasn’t?” laughed Janet.
“He says he wasn’t,” affirmed Mary. “And I think that’s true, although I know some of the other girls did – do that.”
“How many of them got to feel yours?” asked Janet, her tongue running round her parted lips. Mary thought, carefully.
“Six, I think,” said Mary. “We go to quite a lot of parties!”
Janet looked across at Mary, a reflective smile on her face.
“I’m not surprised you’re popular,” she remarked – then held her hand up. “Oh, I’m sorry – I didn’t mean, because you let them feel you up – I meant because you’ve got lovely breasts. I hadn’t seen them before you took off your sweater, but – well, they’re really – well, lovely!”
She was now studying the front of Mary’s white t-shirt quite openly and frankly, and Mary felt the heat coursing through her body. In an agony of embarrassment, she felt her nipples involuntarily pucker and harden. She wished she had been leaning forward, like Janet, but she couldn’t move, now – it would be too obvious. She hoped that Janet hadn’t noticed the swellings growing against the thin material of her shirt.
“Did you go any further – with any of them?” asked Janet. Her eyes were bright with aroused interest. Mary’s embarrassment increased, as her mind flashed back to the night in Beverley’s kitchen …
“Not really – well, not at these parties,” she replied, then, seeing next Janet’s next question framing itself on her lips, hastily carried on. “You see, although Charlie likes hearing about me – being touched – he doesn’t like the thought of me – well, going ‘all the way’ with somebody. Although I did come very close, one time …”
Then she hastily added – “Anyway, how about you – when did Pete tell you he saw you – with Hugh?”
Janet leaned back, a reflective smile on her lips. She drained her glass again, and poured refills for both of them.
“Well, not at the time,” she said, quietly. “It was only after – you know, I can’t believe I’m telling you this. I’ve never told anyone before.”
“Well,” said Mary, “don’t go on if you don’t want to – but, we do seem to have a lot in common, and – I’m telling you things, too, that I’ve never talked about with anyone else.”
“Aye,” murmured Janet. “It is good to just talk about it all. Well, the fact is – Pete actually set me up to – have sex – with Hugh, while he watched!”
Mary’s mouth fell open.
“Did you do it?” she asked.
Janet nodded, a dreamy reminiscent smile on her face.
“It happened like this,” she started, then told Mary about the night Pete had brought Hugh home, after their evening of playing pool.
When Janet had finished, Mary’s eyes were like saucers, her cheeks flushed.
“And then he admitted he had spied on you, with Hugh, at New Year?”
“Yes,” said Janet, ” but when he saw Hugh’s hand inside my panties, he took fright and made a noise, to stop us.”
“Why?” asked Mary.
“Well, he thought I was going to let Hugh – you know – fuck me, and he didn’t think he could handle that, so … ”
“But I don’t understand,” said Mary. “If he didn’t want Hugh to – do it – then, why did he …?”
“He changed his mind,” said Janet, simply, then added, “just like Charlie will!”
A surge ran through Mary.
“Do you think so?” she whispered.
“Yes, I do,” came the reply. “It’s only a question of time. Tell me – have you ever wanted to feel another guy’s cock inside you? Never mind Charlie, or what he would say – how about you?”
“Honestly?” said Mary.
“Honestly!” said Janet.
“I’d really love to fuck Billy,” Mary said. “I came close – very close – to it, one night on the beach. He had his finger inside me, and he made me come, and then he wanted me to masturbate him, but we were disturbed and … well, it didn’t happen. But it’s probably just as well, because – because – oh, Janet, I really did want to fuck him!”
“So – if you hadn’t been disturbed – you would have let him have you?”
“I’m honestly not sure. I don’t think I would, but I was pretty far gone, that night.”
“But it’s because of Charlie, that you wouldn’t have – not because you didn’t want to?”
“Yes, I suppose so. Well – yes, definitely, because I really did want it that night, with Billy.”
“How about now? Now that you know how Charlie feels?”
“Well,” said Mary, “he still doesn’t want me to – actually fuck other men.”
“But how about you? Whose body is it?” asked Janet.
“What?” said Mary.
“Listen,” said Janet. “It’s your body, isn’t it – not Charlie’s! At the end of the day, it’s up to you whether you have sex with someone – or not, as the case may be. I didn’t fuck Hugh because Pete wanted me to – it was because I wanted to fuck him. I wanted to feel his cock inside me. I’m not saying I would have let him fuck me, on the side, without Pete knowing, but I certainly didn’t just fuck him because Pete wanted me to. And I think, if I was you, and I got another chance to fuck Billy, I’d take it. Charlie doesn’t own you, Mary – especially now.”
“I’ve thought a lot about this,” she went on, warming to her subject. “Pete – and Charlie – have ‘moved the goalposts’ on this. We’re not ‘classic’ married couples, now. If our men like the idea of us with other men, they can’t set the limits. We’re free individuals, and Charlie can’t tell you to suddenly squeal a maidenly ‘No’ at Billy when you’re lying there, legs open, his hard cock nudging your vagina – just because Charlie says that’s your limit!”
She looked across at Mary, at the serious expression on the other girl’s face, and suddenly started to giggle at the image her words conjured up. Mary’s serious expression cracked and, within seconds, they were convulsed with laughter. Doubled up in mirth, they finally ended up on the rug, rolling around hysterically, their laughter re-doubling in intensity each time one caught the other’s eye.
At last, they calmed down and lay flat on their backs, side by side, gradually controlling their giggles. Janet took a deep breath and propped herself up on one elbow, looking down at her friend.
We settled on the beach on our towels over by the rocks. Al asked Tina to do her back. Soon Tina was rubbing the suncream into Al’s muscular back. I saw her shift as Tina worked her way down and I could tell Al was responding, enjoying the sensation. I saw Tina’s nipples were hard and her breathing slightly shallow. As she moved to rub the cream into her ass Tina looked at me and I grinned as she pushed her fingers into Al’s crack. Then she worked her way down her legs.
‘Now you big boy,’ said Tina as she moved across to me. It was a good job I was on my back as I was hiding my hard-on. I could tell from her comment that Tina had spotted it. ‘Later,’ she said as she applied the cream to my white bottom. Once she had given me thorough protection, which I clearly needed more than either of the two girls, she lay back down, on her back this time. I sensed Al was watching her.
Some time passed, as we dozed in the sun. Tina was partly on her side now, reading a paperback, angling it so she avoided too much glare from the harsh whiteness of the pages. I remember the title was “‘The Builder’s Wife’” and I wondered, albeit briefly, what happened to this unnamed woman.
Al sat up and took the sun-cream bottle in her hand. She moved across and began to apply the stuff to Tina again. She was working on the tops of her feet. I noticed Tina wiggled them slowly as Al worked on them. Now she was starting to work on her shins and knees. I was hypnotized, wondering what would happen as she reached the tops of her sexy legs. I knew Tina was no longer reading even though the book was still in her hands. I sensed the tension like a coiled spring that wanted release. Our eyes met and we held each other’s gaze. Al broke the spell:
‘Are you guys ok with this?’ she asked.
Tina nodded. The book slipped from her fingers.
‘You later,’ Al said, looking at me. It almost, not quite, but nearly almost, sounded like a threat. But I was fixated on what was happening now. Al’s hands moved away from the tops of her thighs and she began to massage the cream into Tina’s shoulders. Soon she was roaming on to her breasts. I heard a sharp intake of breath as Tina stiffened. Shock or fear or distaste?
‘All right?’ said Al.
‘Yes, it’s ok,’ said Tina and then to me: ‘I’m very wet, Andrew.’
‘Tell her what you want, Tina,’ I encouraged her. I wanted her to know herself, to find out whether this kind of sharing attracted her or not. I felt she would go through with it to experience it fully but I also knew Tina well enough to know she would control it and exclude it in future if it wasn’t right for her. I respected her inner strengths. In spite of her tom-boy exterior there is something essentially very feminine about Tina and that femininity is very strong.
‘I’d like you to start to touch me, Al,’ she said, almost telling her to.
Al worked her way over Tina’s breasts, pulling gently to extend her nipples and pushing her breasts together like little mounds and kissing them. Al continued over Tina’s tummy and down back to almost where she had left off earlier. Now there was just this little stretch of no man’s land, an apt phrase indeed, where those probing fingers had not yet explored.
‘This bottle’s almost done,’ said Al.
‘There’s another in the little blue bag,’ Tina groaned. I knew she was close to orgasm and yet she was desperately resisting as if she had not yet decided whether she would allow a woman to bring her off like that.
Al said: ‘No, I think I can manage for now.’ As she spoke she pushed two fingers into Tina’s cunt. Tina’s spine arched and she swore. Al’s wet fingers emerged and she rubbed them on her own tits. Then she pushed her fingers in again. I could tell Al had found Tina’s clit. Tina groaned repeatedly and then quietly said: ‘Nnnnoooooo.’ She came and I knew she came incredibly and as she stared across at me I saw her pull Al close to her and hold her. For a while they were like a classical statue, their golden brown bodies entwined like Rodin bronzes, fixed in time until a spell was broken.
And when it was we all ran down to the water’s edge. Tina and I ran in, splashing into the waves. Al soon caught us up and I felt her dive down around my legs. She felt for my penis as she went past but she just brushed against me. My erection that had been so hard whilst I watched the two women together had faded away once we entered the water. Tina took the chance to throw herself into my arms and remind me how much she loved me.
‘I don’t want to do that to Al,’ she said. ‘What she did to me was fantastic but I don’t want to be made to do it to her. You do her, please instead, Andrew.’
‘I won’t even ask you, Tina, don’t worry. And I’d never force you.’
‘I know,’ she answered.
‘Know what?’ said Al as she emerged just next to us both.
‘Know Andrew wants to have you next!’ said Tina, full of mischief. She laughed as she dived underwater and swam away.
ooo000ooo
Al and I made our way out of the water and back up to our towels. We had been very trusting to leave everything unguarded but nothing seemed to have been disturbed. My wallet was still tucked inside the battered plimsolls Tina had come down to the beach in. Over the last three days these aged, crumbling gym shoes were the only things Tina had worn. I think she looks sexier than ever as she walks along with nothing on but those old shoes. Their creamy-faded whiteness only accentuates the beauty of her slight, brown body.
‘Can we go back to your caravan, please Andrew? I want to be wicked and loud!’ Al asked.
‘What about Tina?’ I asked, shocked at what Al was suggesting.
She laughed. ‘Oh, I meant when Tina comes back, not before. I hope she’s going to watch us - and join in perhaps.’
‘Maybe not,’ I warned her. ‘I get the feeling she will sit this one out.’
‘Did I do something wrong, Andrew?’
‘No, its not you, Al. She thought you were wonderful and I think she will want you to share yourself with her again like that. But she doesn’t want to take the active part, if that’s all right.’
‘Oh, I understand, I think.’
‘Don’t be hurt, Al.’
Tina arrived and once she had sat down I started to tell her what Al and I were thinking of doing.
‘I’ll stay here, then,’ Tina announced. She looked at us both. ‘What you did to me was.. well, like nothing I’ve ever done before. I want to do it again tonight, if you want to, Al. But I also want to share you with Andrew and I want you to both be free to share as fully as you both wish. No limits. I know our love is strong - so just enjoy yourselves. No rush! I may join you after four o’clock, if that’s ok?’
‘Anytime,’ I said. ‘You know that, Tina.’
‘Come here,’ Tina ordered me, rising to her feet.
I walked the couple of paces that we were apart. Tina reached up and put her arms around my neck. She planted her lips on mine and we both enjoyed a lingering kiss as Tina quite purposefully pushed herself against me. ‘I want her to be incredibly envious of me for having such an incredible lover - so do a good job!’ she muttered in my ear.
As we separated she said: ‘Don’t worry - I’ll be good.’
I knew she would.
Al and I held hands as walked the half kilometre back to the mobile home. Once inside we wasted no time in exploring our bodies. First we sat opposite each other, our legs stretched out beyond each other. I held and felt her breasts, playing with her nipples as she played with my excited cock. I passed my fingers through her long black hair and down her back. We moved in more closely so that my cock would be able to touch her cunt if it wasn’t pointing so determinedly skywards. Now we were kissing and I began to reach into her cunt. I pushed a finger inside and she grunted and reached a hand behind my head and pulled my face to hers. We kissed passionately now, tonguing each other as she squeezed my cock hard. So I slammed two fingers into her cunt. Suddenly she stopped and pushed me back onto the bed. Al squatted down by my feet staring at me. My cock stood like a huge flag pole between us: in my mind, at least - in truth I’m no bigger than any man as far as I know.
I wanted this woman. It was pure sex, not love - but it was something all three of us had agreed to for our mutual pleasuring. I could think of Al as a friend at least and as Tina’s friend-lover too.
Al crawled slowly up my body, staring all the time at my cock. I felt fabulous being stalked by this very sexual beauty. Her breasts hung down attractively, just clearing my stomach. Then she lowered herself slightly so that the nipples played ‘touch me’ with my skin. Every pore of me was ready. Al slowly came down on to my cock. First her lips just circled my glans, then a tongue appeared and licked around the head of my penis, poking into the lips of my cock, seeking my precum.
She ran her tongue up and down my shaft and then took all of me, very slowly, deep into her mouth. Al began to suck and pump me with her mouth and tongue. This was amazing. She broke away, saying ‘I want you to come, Andrew, don’t hold yourself back. Let yourself go.’ She plunged back onto me and renewed the sucking and up and down movement. I was fucking her mouth and she wanted it. I soon obliged and my come burst from me. I gasped as she almost choked but she controlled it and swallowed me all down.
She came and lay at my side and we cuddled. After a while we began to kiss some more and Al said: ‘Now I want you to show me what you can do. By the time you’ve finished I want to feel totally fucked.’ She grinned at me and reached for my cock. It had come back to life and I realized Al didn’t want my second orgasm to come too easily. She was the one person who had perhaps not been fully satisfied yet today.
‘Come with me,’ I commanded her. I led her to the tiny shower unit at one end of the caravan. Inside I leaned her back against the cubicle wall and grasped her bottom firmly.
‘Now lift one leg up and press against the opposite wall of the cubicle, Al.’
She did and immediately realized she could raise the other leg too. With minimum support from me she was now positioned with her cunt open to me. I simply pushed myself forwards. As I did so I turned on the hot tap. At first it ran cold. Together with my initial penetrations and the shock of the cold, Al shuddered. I wondered if a passer-by would see the caravan vibrate as I rammed my cock back inside her. ‘Yesss,’ she screamed as I pulled on her nipples and turned on the cold water to mix with the hot which was now pretty hot indeed. I reached around behind Al and pushed a finger inside her anus and wiggled it. Then I removed it and pushed it inside her cunt alongside my cock. She bit down onto my shoulder as I continued to thrust my hips at her. She was trying to thrust back but was restricted by the way her legs were imprisoned by the walls of the cubicle. Her long black hair was streaming wet. I sucked on one breast that I was able to raise to my mouth and I shoved more fingers into her cunt. She was incredibly turned on and probably had no idea how many fingers were now probing inside her. I was able to feel her clit and I felt her tensing. Suddenly her whole body jumped as if she had received an electric shock. She bucked and twisted as I held her tight.
‘You fucker,’ she screamed as she came. I maintained my rhythm as she lowered herself to the floor.
‘You haven’t come, Andrew,’ she stated matter-of-factly.
‘No, I’m waiting. Come with me again.’ I led her back to the double bed, making no attempt to dry either of us off. I pushed her down on her stomach and climbed behind her. Raising her hips I pushed my crutch up and forward until my cock slipped back inside her sperm-weeping cunt. I was taking Al from behind but in her cunt as with her hips raised her head was pressing into the pillow. I pulled out and moved my stance slightly to move to penetrate her anally.
‘Do you do this, Al?’ I asked gently. I wouldn’t do anything she wasn’t happy to do too.
‘Yes, Andrew, please fuck my ass. I want you to come in my ass.’
This was enough to send me into overdrive and I loved the tight clinging, enveloping feeling as I pushed into her restrictive opening. ‘Fabulous,’ I thought as I pushed hard and felt her grasp me. As I slammed my thighs and stomach against her backside and I felt the exquisite pleasure of thrusting my dick up inside her I sensed that ripple of expectancy run down my own spine. My balls seemed to gather themselves and the skin on my scrotum tightened. Sperm flowed down my cock and propelled itself into Al’s rear.
For a while we lay together like spent beasts after a rut. I had used her totally for my own physical desires - yet I knew some of hers had been well met that day too. Al disappeared to the bathroom but when she returned we pulled the lightweight duvet over ourselves and snuggled together. We fell asleep and it was like this that Tina found us. She moved under the covers next to me. I stirred and we kissed.
‘I love you, Tina,’ I said, maybe a little inadequately.
‘What am I?’ she asked.
‘You are my nut-brown girl,’ I said. I mounted her and she wrapped her legs securely around me. But that was all. We needed to reassure each other that all was well whatever our own individual adventure had provided.
And it was.
“End of Part One”
Of all of the different cocks I have had in me I can’t honestly think of even one of them I would prefer to Steve’s but I do have to say Carlos comes a very close second! I just hope Steve and I continue to be as much in love in years to come. Who said fucking multiple partners isn’t a good idea? I think it is very good indeed particularly when you have your husband’s permission!
He sucked her clit with quick little sucks as his fingers were buried all the way in her body and rotating clockwise and counter clockwise. She just hung there feeling her orgasms cover her body and brain. It was pure pleasure, so sexual, so erotic, and so animalistic and she was captured completely with a rapture she hadn’t felt in a long, long time, if ever.
Then as the waves of the erotic joy and ecstasy began to subside from her body she slowly lowered her body back on to the table. It was only then that Lee removed his lips off of her pussy and pulled his fingers out of her body. He stood up and as she looked at him with a glaze over look in her eyes she saw him lick his fingers and placed them back inside her again. He looked at her face and saw the look of satisfaction and released lust.
He pulled his fingers out of her again and licked the juices of them. He smiled and told her how good she tasted. He gave her a finger to lick so she could taste her own juices. That was a fist for her. Then he put his fingers back into her gapping cunt one last time.
He still had two fingers inside her as she looked up into his brown eyes and tried to say, “Oh Lee! Oh Pl……Please”.
He wasn’t sure what she wanted. He looked at her with a questionable look on his face. She said, “I need…..need to see it. Please Lee.”
He looked at her eyes and followed them to where she was looking. He saw her looking down at his hard thick cock still mostly covered by his shorts. However, the big fat head of his cock and three inches were sticking out the leg opening of his shorts and her fingers were holding it and squeezing it again.
She took her hand off his cock and wrapped it around his neck pulling him down and kissed him again. Their mouths met and their tongues battled for power. When they broke their embrace she said it again, “Please! Let me see all of it Lee. Take your shorts off tom and show me all of your cock. Let me see how big it is. Show me your cock baby.”
He slipped off his shorts and stood there with his big cock sticking almost straight out at her. It was now free and available to her. As she lay there on the table, both of her very small hands wrapped around the shaft’s thickness again and she slowly stroked it, played with it. With her legs still hung off each side of the table, Lee could see she had a small wet spot on the towel he had placed under her. He knew she had cum good for him. Then Jess sat up and looked down at his cock. She smiled and told him, “How big is this damn thing anyway?”
He said, “A little more than 9-inches, Jess. Feel it, touch the head, squeeze it and make it jump. It shows you my excitement for you. You know you are very beautiful and your body is very special. God I loved working on you today.”
She smiled and said, “Oh no Lee, the pleasure was all mine.”
He smiled at her and said, “It was my pleasure too believe me baby! Hold my cock in your hand and look at it, explore it for as long as you like.”
She did, she played with it for a while and it grew to its full length. He stepped out of his shorts and sat up on the table hanging his legs over the sides just like she was doing. Now as she sat up straight they both faced at each and they began to play with each other’s sex. It was a very erotic moment.
She took her small hands and begun to stoke him using the same oil he used on her. She loved how the cock jumped and throbbed in her small hands. She couldn’t believe she had both hands one on top of the other covering the shaft and there was still the big head and a couple of inches sticking out above her hands. She loved exploring his cock. She cupped his big balls and was amazed at their size and weight. She couldn’t get over the size of Lee’s cock. She was dripping wet between her legs.
Then Lee said something that brought her back to the current. She said, “Sorry, I wasn’t paying any attention Lee. Sorry, what did you say?”
He smiled and said, “That’s how I was when I first saw your body Jess. I couldn’t believe how lovely you are. I think you like my black cock don’t you?”
She blushed then smiled and said, “Yes, I do like it Lee. I can’t believe it’s so big.” He said, “I was asking you if you ever had a full body massage before?”
She told him, “No but it was very good Lee and I enjoyed it very much. I think I will want that type of massage every time I come in here for a treatment from now on.”
Then he asked her if she ever had a Yoni massage?” She told him no and she didn’t know what it was. Lee explained, “Yoni is a word for the vagina that is loosely translated as “Sacred Space” or “Sacred Temple”. It’s meaning and use is an alternate perspective from the Western view of the female genitals. She didn’t really understand all of that but if it made her feel as good as she did today, he could give her one.
He moved closer until he could lay his cock over her vagina as it extended up towards her stomach. She was amazed at its length as it lay on top of her pussy hair and pointed towards her belly button.
He told her he only did Yoni for certain clients. And he only did it at their home or his home. As she slowly jerked off his cock she asked about it again and he explained it to her saying, “A Yoni massage was create for the woman (the receiver) in which to relax and build trust between the two people. It is used for her to more easily enter a state of high arousal and experience great pleasure from her giver. He will experience the joy of giving pleasure and witnessing a special moment for the woman.
Lee didn’t tell her that a Yoni Massage can also be used as a form of “safe sex” but he did explain again that it is an excellent activity to build trust and intimacy. He felt she should try it and to build a better trust with them both.
He knew this would have its own rewards for him later. As she still stroked his very hard cock Lee said, “Some massage and sex therapists use it to assist women to break through sexual blocks or trauma. But the goal of the Yoni massage is not solely to achieve orgasm, although orgasm is often a pleasant and welcome side effect. The goal can be as simple as to pleasure and massage the woman. From this perspective both receiver and giver can relax, and do not have to worry about achieving any particular goal.
When orgasm does occur it is usually more expanded, more intense and more satisfying. It is also helpful for the giver to not expect anything in return. He simply allowed the receiver to enjoy the massage and to relax into herself. As he talked she felt her pussy begin to tingle again. She told him she might want him to provide a Yoni massage too. He told her again that he would be happy to do for her. Then he told her that he would only provide it at her house or his. She told him it would have to be his home since she had a baby, a baby sitter and a husband. If she was to do this she wanted to be sure no one found out about it, any of it.
He told her he could see her tomorrow if she wanted. Since Jessica had a physical theory appointment each Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, Lee said that Tuesday and Thursday were available and that he was open for her all this week. She told him Thursday wouldn’t work but that she could do it tomorrow. He said, “How about the same time as today, 9:00AM? I don’t work until noon and that will give us about two or three hours. I don’t think you’ll need that much time for your first time using Yoni.”
He instructed her on the preparation she would have to do after arriving at his house. He told her that first she must bath completely. It’s to clean her but it is also helpful as a way to relax of them and therefore they both would have to bath. She looked at him and he could see the uncertainty in her eyes. He told her she could do it together or separately this first time. She said she wanted to do it separately since she just didn’t feel comfortable enough to bath with him this time. He agreed.
She asked what else she had to do and he said, after the bath we’ll need a quiet space with pleasing music, candles, pillows, or whatever makes the you relax and feel safe. I have a room set up for just that. They talked more and she felt scared, thrilled and excited. But she told him she would be there at 9AM.
Tomorrow they would have about three hours and that should be enough time needed to not hurry through the process. He told her she should remember to go to the bathroom before they begin the massage. He explained that the best results occur when the bowels and bladder are empty and you avoid the unnecessary stoppage of interrupting the massage to go to the bathroom. She blushed.
After a long discussion while she continuing to play with his cock she told him she had to go. She apologized for leaving him with such a hard cock. But Lee told her that perhaps she could help him tomorrow after the Yoni. She said she would see but there was to be no intercourse she was married. However she might jerk him off so he had some relief. After dressing they say goodbye by kissing softly.
Lee knew that eventually Jess would want to feel his cock inside her pussy. He would get his relief then. She would have to try him and once she did she would want more and more. He couldn’t wait until tomorrow to really start the seduction of Jessica.
Jess began to get a big smile on her face as she watched and saw Lee’s cock begin to harden to its fullest. She moved between his legs this time and took his stiffening member into my watering mouth. Lee watched as he saw Jess begin to suck his dick again.
She saw a little left over cum from the first time he had shot his load. It was just under the big black cock head. Then as she worked on him again she saw a large drop of his pre-cum leaking out the hole in the head. She used here finger and removed it. Lee watched as she put her finger in her mouth and saw her tongue flick it off her finger. Jess then closed her lips and smiled as she swallowed it.
As he held her face up with his big hands he looked her in the eye and then kissed her. He told her she didn’t have to do it again. She smiled and just lowered her head as her mouth covered the cock head and a few inches of his shaft and she greedy began to suck it and pump the shaft again. As her lips formed a tight circle around the hard thick shaft she began to fuck his cock with her mouth.
Lee’s hands went immediately to her head and as she sucked he pushed and pulled her mouth up and down his shaft showing her how he liked it. He knew his big cock took some training before a woman could take most of it in her mouth and down her throat. He wasn’t going to try to gag her hard today. But if the relationship continued he would train her to suck his cock deep into her mouth and down her throat. When she learned to throat fuck his cock and liked it, he would know she really was enjoying his cock and their sexual relationship. They both would know she was willing to please him the best she could do. But that would come in time.
Right now all he wanted to do was cum and fill her loving sweet little mouth again with his thick salty cum. She was sucking and massaging his balls again. One hand was stroking his shaft and the other one was rubbing his balls. It felt so nice but her mouth, it was fantastic. She had to suck his cock for a very long time since he had cum only a few minutes ago.
But Jess was sucking him so damn hard he could feel his orgasm building. Jess felt it too. Lee’s cock began to swell and his balls were tight in the sack. She knew he was going to give her another nice load of cum as her reward.
But before he did Lee removed his hand from her pussy and pulled her mouth off of his cock. He turned her around as he moved his entire arm between her legs and pulled her. As he sat up, he knelt next to her and he had his entire arm up to his shoulder under her body. He lifted her up and turned her over so she was laying face up on the mat.
She was about to protest and tell him no fucking. But Lee wasn’t just thinking about fucking her at that moment, he wanted to eat her pussy. He knew she was ready to cum he could smell her sexual musk as it filled the room driving him wild with desire. He held her down and lay on top of her as he sucked her right nipple moving down her body quickly now.
With Jessica’s body on the mat Lee slowly pulled his arm out from between her legs. He could feel her wetness rub along his arm as he removed it slolwy from between her legs, running it along her pussy slit. She moaned as he moved between her legs and opened them wide. As Lee knelt and bent his face into her sex his mouth met her wetness and she arched her back immediately. She held his head against her snatch as he began to lick and suck on it! “Oh yes! Oh yes Lee eat me! Eat me again baby! It feels so good! Oh yes,” she moaned.
He used his big hands to push her thighs open even wider. As he spread her legs almost to a full split, he then used his tongue and entered her pussy hole as deep as he could get it. He pushed it in again and again and Jess lifted her ass and hips up higher allowing him total access to her body. He reached under her legs now and lifted them with his arms holding them high. As her legs were up, his hands could now reach and cup both breasts. He squeezed and pulled on her nipples as his mouth sucked and his tongue licked and fucked Jess’ pussy hole. She was already pumping her small body on his face.
With Jess’ legs over his shoulders and her feet locked behind his head Lee ate her pussy like a starving man. His hands roamed over her mound and into her pussy hair he ran his fingers up and down the full length of her slit touching the clit at the top and the hole at the bottom of it. She moaned and softly almost pleading with him, “Oh yes! Oh God! Suck my clit Lee. Suck it now baby!”
He moved his mouth over her swollen pea shaped clit and he sucked. “Oh fuck! Oh yes! I’m going to cum. Oh Lee! Don’t stop please don’t stop/ OH…please….don’t…stop! Suck meeeee! Suckkkk meeeee”, She cried out over and over again”
As his two fingers entered her hole and his mouth entertainment her clit. He took almost all of her slit into his mouth an she screamed his name over and over now. He sucked it and sucked it and sucked it until she arched her back and screamed out with her pleasure for the second time!
Her pussy began to run with her cum as it oozed into his mouth and he just kept licking and sucking on her. It was then that Jess realized that Lee loved doing this for her as much as she liked having it done. When she had finished cumming Lee held her in his arms and she squeezed him to her tightly. Her heart was beating a 1000 miles a minute and she was shaking with her excitement. She held him and kissed him and kissed him and kissed him. Her body shook and he felt her shuttered hard as she told him how wonderful he made her feel and he told her how good her pussy juices tasted.
He then asked her again if he could fuck her. She didn’t answer immediately she was so excited.
She wrapped her arms around him and as he lay down on top of her she warped her legs around his ass. She pulled him into her hard. He felt his big hard cock pushing against the entire slit of her wet pussy. She moaned and she held on to him for a long time dry fucking him.
Jess’ body was slowly rocking against his and with each motion he felt her pussy rubbing his shaft. He was pushing against her so hard that the lips of her sex were opening and covering about half of his shaft. She was sliding her pussy along the shaft of his cock back and forth. Every once in awhile the tip of his cock would touch her wide-open hole and he could feel the cock head hung up at the entrance of her hole. But she quickly moved it away and continued to rub her wet pussy on him.
Lee wondered if he should try to fuck her right now. Lee kissed her hard and then when they parted she looked into his eyes and sighed as she said, “I loved this so much Lee.”
He said, “Then why not let me finish it properly. Let me show you how it feels inside you Jess. Let me make love to you. Let me put my cock inside your pussy and fuck you Jess. You’ll love how it feels all the way inside your body. I’ll go slow and easy and we’ll take as long as it takes to get it all in you. You know you want to try it Jess. Come on baby let’s experience the best we both have to offer each other. Let me fuck you Jess. I want to fuck you baby! I want it so bad.”