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NOTE: This story is, of course, for adults only --  so don't read it if you
don't think you can be mature about it. Reading and writing these stories
should be acts of fantasy, and I hope that you can keep your notions of real
and fantasy life separate in your mind. I know I can. If you would like to let
me know what you think, or if you have a follow-up fantasy (which is something
that I REALLY like), you can reach me at suenh@kear.tdsnet.com ... but I can't
promise to return your emails... I do have some other things to do in my real
life!
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FUN WITH DICK AND JANE     part two of two
     by Sue

I looked over at Jane, and she too was getting aroused, both by the sight of
Charles and I, as well as by the motions of her hands. It reminded me of how I
had caught her a week ago in my den, for once again, she had one hand snaked up
into her white blouse, toying with her braless breasts. And her other hand was
unbuttoning the all of the front closures of her plaid skirt, and I saw that
hand dive through the slit and head directly into the depths of her crotch. She
smiled at me, then unclipped the waist of the skirt and let it fall behind her
feet. Then she returned her attention to her cunt, which was clad in a string
bikini made of sheer floral lace. Her mound of tightly curled dark hair showed
through the semi-transparent fabric, which creased deeply into the slice
between the two halves of her vulva. As was the case a week ago, her panties
were soaked with her juices.

Then I realized that Dick was standing in the dark shadows behind Jane,
unnoticed by her. Apparently, his wholesome morality was no match for his
curiosity and his animal compulsions, for he was ogling the scene that was
unfolding in his bedroom with unchecked lust. Even in the dark, the fire was
evident in his eyes like burning embers. Jane followed the direction of my
gaze, and when she saw her husband hidden behind her, I thought that she would
close up, maybe close the door in her face. Instead, she extended her hand
toward him, and when he took it, she drew him into the doorway. She embraced
him, dragging her naked leg up onto his hips and hooking her foot behind his
ass, so that she could pull him firmly into her loins. She kissed him with a
hunger and aggression that had been hidden from Dick for all their years
together. After a moments hesitation, he responded by twining his hand into her
short hair and pulling her into his lips. His other hand reached down and slid
into her panties, cupping the tightly muscled cheek. 

All the while, Charles was continuing with his exploration of my breasts, and I
was thoroughly enjoying it. But it was time for more, so I took hold of his
hands and guided them down to the waistband of my panties. He took the hint and
pushed the last garment, with his lightly stubbled chin dragging down my spine.
He ended up on his knees with his face level with my ass. I spun on the balls
of my feet and now my cunt was staring him in the face. With as much
ballet-like grace as I could muster, I lifted my right foot off the floor and
brought it up and then to the side. Using one hand to stabilize myself by
touching the top of his head, I used the other to grab my ankle and lift my leg
further, until it made contact with the sturdy post at the foot of the bed at a
height even with my breasts. I knew I couldn’t keep this position long, so I
grabbed Charles’ hair and pulled his face into my wide-spread crotch. As I
suspected, he was inexperienced at cunnilingus, and I had to be very specific
in my instructions: “Point your tongue more. Use your fingers to pull apart my
lips. Can you feel that hard nub at the top of my slit? Oh, yes, that’s it.
That’s my clitoris. Now lap your tongue up and over it. Again. Again. Now make
your strokes longer, starting down at my vagina. Can you taste my juices? Take
a moment to savor the flavor. Now get back to licking me. Use one hand to rub
my ass cheeks. Squeeze harder. Lick my clitoris harder. And faster.”

My muscles in my legs were starting to burn, but I was so aroused by Charles’
rubbery hard tongue, and by the whole sequence of events leading up to this
moment. My orgasm came in as an instantaneous blast, a primal explosion that
jolted me as if I had been hit with a cattle prod. I was literally thrown
backwards, and I dragged his head, planted in my percolating crotch, with me as
I fell back onto the bed. It was a fast and brief orgasm, but all the power and
intensity was compressed into a wildly volcanic eruption. I thought the top of
my head would be blown off like lava. Even as I felt the mind-blowing rapture
ebb away, Charles kept up his lapping of my sodden cunt. Eventually, the
sensation was too much, and I gently pulled him away from my crotch and upwards
so that his big, strong boy covered mine like a blanket. I kissed him (for the
first time). At first a tender little peck, and then a deeper, more passionate
kiss. When he lifted his head away from mine, I could see the questioning look
in his eyes. “Was that so awful for you, to lap up my juices and tongue my
clitoris like that?” I asked. He answered “Well, I’ve never done that for any
woman before... but I hope it isn’t the last time. It was wonderful to feel you
so aroused, to feel you coming on my tongue, to hear you say those ‘dirty’
words.”

He was a convert, I thought to myself. He won’t be thinking of women as passive
and frigid for a while. Now that there is a chink in his armor, maybe he’ll
reexamine some of his other behaviors and attitudes. There is hope for this
bastard.

Speaking of converts, I tipped my head to the side, and there were Jane and
Dick. They had come forwards so that they were standing right at the foot of
the bed, watching our panting, sweaty bodies. And somehow, all of Dick’s
clothes had disappeared, as had Jane’s panties and blouse. All sense of
inhibition and decorum had evaporated for Dick, as was made clear by his
proudly displayed cock, which stabbed into the air over the footboard. Jane’s
hand was tightly wrapped around it’s length, and she was jacking him off
slowly. One of his hands had curled around her back and under her armpit, so
that he could reach her breast. He was pinching her nipple, twisting it like a
radio knob, and she was encouraging him to do it harder! Her other hand was
buried in her cunt. Watching them reminded me of my role as initiator and
director of this situation, and immediately, a picture popped into my head of
how to arrange the finale.

I asked Charles to stand up and take off his briefs, and he revealed a cock
that wasn’t long, but it was amazingly wide, with a dark purple head that
looked like a ripe plum. It was shiny with precome, and it twitched with his
unquenched desire. I bounce up off the mattress, and had Charles take my place,
parallel to the foot of the bed. I asked Jane to lean over the footboard, and
for Dick to mount her from behind, doggy-style. He didn’t seem to know exactly
how to do it, and I presumed that most of his experience had been with the
missionary position. But Jane reached between her thighs and guided his bloated
cock between her labia. As he penetrated deep into her vagina in one long
thrust, she let loose with a brazen groan. Her fingers remained in the wet
folds of her cunt, and she began to rub her clitoris with the same remarkable
energy and determination that she had shown me a week before. 

She let her head fall forwards and into the waiting face of Charles. They
kissed -- the first extramarital kiss for Jane -- as Dick began pumping into
Jane’s cunt with long rhythmic strokes that pushed Jane’s body to and fro.
Eventually, it was too difficult for her to keep up the kiss, and she shifted
her face down onto Charles’ hairy chest, where she licked enthusiastically into
the tight black curls. She found his tiny nipples and she sucked hard on them,
even biting and scratching him teasingly. Charles responded by cradling her
head and rubbing the back of her neck. His cock was waving like a pennant in a
breeze, and it was stiff and fat. I placed myself between his legs, and nibbled
and licked his cock tenderly. His hips bounced around, and I could tell that he
wanted more that my seductive flirting. He wanted me to take his cock head into
my mouth, and before he got his wish, I had a demand to make of him. “Charles,
if you don’t move, I’ll suck your cock. If you do move, I’ll just watch you
until you keep still.” Of course, he would have promised anything just then,
and he did stop bouncing around, so I kissed the helmet-shaped head, prodded my
tongue into the pisshole, and then drew the bulbous glans between my
wide-spread lips and sucked hard, swiping the underside with my tongue and
fondling his balls with my fingers. 

The short length of his cock made it easy to take him all the way in, so that
my lips brushed his bushy pubic hair. But the unusual breadth stretched my jaws
so much that it became uncomfortable quite soon. So when he lost his self
discipline and instinctively thrust his hips up into my face, I used it as an
excuse to peel my over-full mouth off his cock, and I threatened to leave him
unattended. He again agree to my command, and after a minute of making him
wait, I crawled up onto the bed and planted my knees to either side of his
waist, suspending my cunt over his petrified stud of flesh. Without any manual
assistance, it pointed straight up at my wet and eager target. Jane’s face was
only inches away, and she turned it so that she could watch. I squatted down
just a bit, and our genitals made contact. I pushed his cock forwards so that
my labia could wrap themselves it. I rocked back and forth so that my clitoris
rubbed along the short fat shaft, but I left the purple glans uncovered. Jane
found it to be an irresistible temptation, and she repositioned herself so that
she could lick the head as I squeezed it with my cunt as if it were a tube of
toothpaste. Behind Jane, Dick was still piercing his long, thin cock repeatedly
into Jane’s cunt, which gurgled with loud squishing noises. She exhorted him to
to it faster and harder, which he did, and he kneaded her ass cheeks hard. His
thrusts pushed her face into Charles’s cock, and she grunted as she sucked the
head into her mouth. Despite her petite body, her mouth seemed able to open
like a snake that could swallow a rodent three times it’s own diameter. That
hard globe of cock head fit easily into her consuming lips, and now her lips
occasionally bumped into my own cunt lips. I shifted my knees back, and put my
hands behind me on Charles’s knees. By arching my back, my cunt punched
forwards without my thighs pushing Jane’s head out of the way. She took the
opportunity to use the fingers of her free hand (the other one was still
embedded in her own crotch) to prod at my clitoris from above, driving it down
into the slippery hard shaft of cock. I sped up my back and forth motion, and
let my weight press hard onto Charles’s motionless cock. 

Jane reached her orgasm first. She was enjoying four simultaneous stimulations
-- a cock in her mouth, another pounding relentlessly into her vagina, her
fingers strumming across her clitoris, and my cunt flowering before her wide
eyes -- were more than she could take. Her entire body started to shimmy with
minute vibrations, and her grunts became a sustained, guttural howl of deep
pleasure.

As the howl became a softer moan, Dick’s climax arrived and he ground his cock
even more deeply into Jane’s vagina, attaining his deepest penetration. His
eyes clenched closed and his face was painted with a grimace that might have
looked like pain, if I didn’t know better! I could imagine Jane’s tight vagina
sheath convulsing around his bony saber, milking jets of semen out of his shaft
and mixing it with her own outpouring of oily secretions

I too had been at the edge of reaching my own orgasm, but I had stopped moving
while I watched Jane and Dick. Charles, too, had been enjoying the scene, but
now, he couldn’t help but attempt to bounce his hips to encourage me to get
back to my activities. I couldn’t blame him, and in fact, I didn’t want to wait
any longer. But I had one more trick up my sleeve -- and that’s hard to do when
naked! I lifted myself up and asked Jane to hold Charles’s cock straight up,
and then I dropped down suddenly, letting the short, wide pillar of flesh
stretch me wide. Then I bounced back up, and let his cock fall forwards, where
Jane gave him one hard suck. We alternated strokes, fuck and suck, fuck and
suck. And all the while, Jane flicked one of her fingers over my clitoris. In a
few moments, Jane and I really got the rhythmic pattern of this, and we were
able to pick up speed. I reached behind my ass with one hand, and started
juggling his balls in my fingers. 

When I felt the first jolts of ecstacy shoot through me, I abandoned the
alternating strategy, and let Charles’s crimson cock head stay in Jane’s mouth.
I shook my cunt forwards and back, riding his shaft, as if I was trying to
score a groove into the sensitive underside of his cock. The stimulations were
finally too much for both of us, and we reached our climactic moment together.
I stopped my purposeful thrusts, which were replaced by uncontrollable twitches
and shudders as Jane prodded hard across my clitoris. She sucked as hard as she
could on Charles’s cock as I squeezed his balls. His hips bounced up
rhythmically as his orgasm pulsed through his body. Jane, who wasn’t used to
the idea of swallowing the semen, released her lips and pulled back a bit.
Ribbons of pearly cum shot out of his broad glans and onto her cheeks and lips,
dripping in slow motion onto Charles's heaving tummy.

The chlorine-like smell of all our juices commingled in the steamy air around
us, and when Dick’s knees buckled from exhaustion, Jane let herself be
willingly pulled down to the floor next to the bed, where she and Dick cuddled
affectionately. What a long way they had come since their arguments over the
dinner table. I let myself fall forwards onto Charles’s slimy chest, and was so
delighted to hear his emotional gratitude for the eye-opening adventures we had
enjoyed together. Perhaps Charles and I will return for more fun with Dick and
Jane. And maybe next time, we’ll get to satisfy our growling stomachs as well
as our other appetites.

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