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Kristen (wife sharing)
A Sexual Adventure written by Larry Lawrence
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This is a story about my wife Kristen and myself, and an
adventure that we had that got out of control. You can regard
it as a cautionary tale, or just a good dirty story which I think it
certainly is. At any rate, I think you'll understand how confused I
am. To get the story started I guess I should tell you a bit of our
history.
I was twenty-eight when I met Kristen. A group of people where I
used to work would always go out for drinks every Friday and I
would usually join them. I was regarded as kind of a nerd and I wasn't
really part of the group, but was still allowed to tag along to these
affairs. Kristen didn't work at the same company, but she was friends
with a couple of the women in the group and they had invited her.
When Kristen walked into the bar, all of the men almost fell over
themselves. She was actually too young too drink as she was
only twenty at the time, but I don't remember anyone ever checking her
ID. Kristen was, and is, a blonde, blue-eyed goddess with golden skin.
At five foot, five inches she's a bit on the short side, but she has a
perfect body. Her breasts are kind of medium large, but upright and
firm so that when she's nude her nipples point upward just a bit. Her
hips flare out gracefully from a narrow waist that you swear you could
enclose with your hands, and her ass is perfect and heart-shaped.
I know she sounds too good to be true, but there's no way I can
describe how perfect and attractive she is. And it's not just
looks either. Kristen is the kind of friendly, open person that
everyone is drawn to, and she's damn bright besides. I admit that I am
biased about her, but I swear she's all that and more. You can imagine
how all of the guys were hitting on her that night when her friends
introduced her. It was a wonder to see how gracefully she handled
them, gently putting them off without offending them at all.
Anyway, to make a long story short, by some miracle Kristen and I
started talking. It turned out that we shared quite a few
interests, with microcomputers being one of them. We sat there talking
for hours and I was quite surprised to look up at one point and find
that everyone had left except for the two of us. We decided to go eat
Chinese which was a favorite of both of ours, and after that we went
dancing, and then, almost at dawn, we made love.
Even growing up during the sexual revolution, I was pretty
inexperienced. I had only been to bed with a half dozen women,
although two of them were long standing relationships and one was a
live-in for a time. Kristen was an altogether new experience, though.
Those other women might as well have been a different species. Kristen
has a short fuse sexually, being quick both to arouse and to orgasm.
She seems to have an almost limitless capacity for orgasm only stopping
at the point of total exhaustion. Believe me, such a beautiful woman
who can cum so easily and so repeatedly is a guaranteed ego builder.
Kristen is also an extremely creative lover who is willing to do
anything to please her partner. She's always willing, and
eager, to try something new. She also loves to give head and she's
great at it. She sucks cock with unmatched enthusiasm and loves to
swallow my cum. It's not at all unusual for Kristen to get off from my
orgasm when she's going down on me. When I wanted to experiment with
anal sex she was quite willing despite finding it somewhat
uncomfortable. I think if a man was allowed to design the absolutely
perfect woman, Kristen would fit the specs to a T. I know she does for
me.
Anyway, after that first night we continued to see each other,
getting more and more serious until we got married almost
eighteen months after we met. The only reason it took so long was that
I was dealing with a lot of my own insecurities. Having always been
thought of as kind of a geek, I couldn't really believe that someone
like Kristen could really love me. When it finally sank in that it was
true, it was like my whole life changed. After the wedding, I found
that as Kristen's husband I was suddenly included in a wide range of
social activities. At first, I knew it was just because of Kristen, but
I gradually became more comfortable with myself, and found that for the
first time in my life I was developing friends of my own. I was on the
inside.
The time we've been married has been the best of my life. With
both of us working at good jobs and no kids as of yet, we
literally make more than we can spend, at least with our lifestyle.
Despite plenty of social opportunities we prefer to spend most of our
time at home. In fact, in over four years of marriage we haven't been
apart a single night. Whenever one of us has had to travel the other
has been able to get time off to go along. Our sex life hasn't staled
at all and just seems to get better and better. That's where
everything stood just a few months ago when we celebrated our fourth
anniversary.
Our anniversary fell on a Friday, and even though I took off
work early, Kristen was already home when I got there. She
called me into the bathroom where she was just getting out of the
shower. I was delighted to find that she had shaved her pussy for our
anniversary. She had done it a couple of times before and I just loved
it but she always complained it was too irritating to keep it that
way. I fell to my knees and kissed her bare slit, trying to work my
tongue into her juicy puss. Kristen just giggled and pushed me away,
running off to our bedroom with me in hot pursuit. I tackled her to
the bed and we kissed for several minutes before she broke away and
told me that I would have to wait saying, "I just want you to know what
you're going to get when we get home. I hope you're not planning on
sleeping any tonight because I've got plans for you."
She then showed me the clothes she had bought especially for
that evening. It didn't take long because they consisted only
of a white, lacy G-string and a black, form-fitting dress that was open
in the back and only went down to mid-thigh. I was so horny that I was
tempted to jack off in the shower, but I resisted because I knew she
hadn't been joking about being up all night screwing. Like I said,
Kristen has a big appetite for sex and when she's primed for something
special she usually gets it.
Our first stop was the same Chinese restaurant we had eaten at
the night we met. Our minds were on sex instead of food,
however, and we spent most of our time flirting with one another,
paying little attention to our surroundings. Our next stop was the
same lounge where we had went dancing. It was empty and quiet which
was nice at first as we danced with one another, getting in a quick
feel when we could. Each dance soon developed into a mini wrestling
match as we groped and dry-humped each other on the dance floor,
oblivious to the looks we were getting. Nostalgia and hormones is only
good for so long, though, and we later decided to do some club hopping,
looking for a livelier environment. I guess I should mention that we
had been drinking quite a bit, both with dinner and then at the
lounge. We weren't drunk so much as high on sexual attraction, though,
with the alcohol fueling our zest for each other.
After a couple of stops we hit Easy Street which is one of our
favorite places. It has good music on a great sound system and
mixed lighting that makes certain spots gaily bright while others are
erotically dim. They also play a lot of slow romantic songs which are
great for sexy dancing. There wasn't a open table in the place so we
went right for the dance floor. I was aware of the appreciative and
lustful looks Kristen was getting from all of the guys, but after four
years of marriage I was used to that and even took a certain amount of
pride in the responses Kristen always evoked in men. We danced straight
through several songs before we had to take a break to rest and get
another drink. The drinks were no problem, but we couldn't find a
place to sit. We talked about leaving but were reluctant to do so.
That's when I heard someone calling my name and I looked around to see
Kirk, one of my co-workers. (Incidently, I no longer worked at the
company I was at when I met Kristen).
Kirk waved us over to a table where he was sitting with two men
and a woman. As Kristen and I sat down Kirk introduced us to
Mike, Tony, and Lisa. Kirk said that Mike worked with us, although I
didn't recognize him, and that Tony was a friend from their softball
team. Lisa was with Mike although it was obvious that they weren't
getting along very well. After talking for a bit we headed back to the
dance floor. When we returned to the table, Lisa was gone, but Mike
didn't seem to care and there were fresh drinks in front of us. We
talked a bit more and I told them that Kristen and I were celebrating
our anniversary. Even though the drinks in front of us had barely been
touched, Tony insisted on buying another round.
Kristen and I had always liked Kirk, and Mike and Tony seemed to
be equally pleasant. They were lively conversationalists and
also quite funny. The talk and the liquor flowed freely and we were
all having a great time. As we traded stories, the guys who had been
quite conservative in deference to Kristen, gradually grew more risque
until we were all being quite explicit. Even Kristen told a story about
the first time she touched a dick that had us all laughing. At one
point Kristen tried to pull me back to the dance floor, but I resisted
and implored Kirk to help me out which he eagerly did.
I continued talking with Tony and Mike when I noticed that the
music had changed to a slow song and that Kirk and Kristen hadn't
returned. I looked out to the dance floor and saw them, feeling
jealousy flood my body. Kirk was holding Kristen very close and one of
his hands had dropped to rest easily on her ass. Unaware that I was
watching, he tried to kiss her but she turned her head and pulled away
which comforted me a bit. When they returned to the table, Kirk and
the other two decided to hit the john and check out the place for
women. I was wondering if I should confront Kristen with what I had
seen when she leaned over and told me that Kirk had been a bit grabby.
I felt so good that she had confided in me that I shrugged it
off, telling her it was just friendly and not to worry about.
That's not really how I felt, but I didn't feel comfortable expressing
my jealousy. We started kissing and, after a minute or so, I let my
hand fall to her thigh and slowly moved it up under her dress. I heard
her gasp as my fingers touched the cloth of her G-string and I gently
massaged her mound. As we kissed, my mind was picturing her dancing
with Kirk and the way his hand was on her ass. To my surprise, I now
found the thought more erotic than disturbing. For some reason I
turned my head, only to see a guy sitting a couple of tables away
staring at us intently. His gaze was fixed so completely between
Kristen's legs that he didn't know he'd been spotted.
I don't know what came over me, but I was suddenly terribly
excited by the thought of that stranger seeing Kristen's puss
covered only by the thin cloth of the G-string. Overcome by my own
lust, I placed my mouth on Kristen's, making sure that my head blocked
her view of the man at the other table. I worked my hand between her
legs to pry them farther apart and pushed her dress up just a bit
more. Then, with a daring I didn't know I had, I pulled her G-string
to the side, completely exposing her smoothly shaven pussy to his
gaze. Even as I was pulling at her G-string I felt my cock get harder
than it ever had before. Kristen must have realized how exposed she was
because she quickly pulled away straightening her dress.
"Oh shit, I think that guy saw us," I heard Kristen exclaim. I
looked back at the man to whom I had intentionally exposed her.
He was looking away guiltily, his cheeks tinged with red in
embarrassment at being caught. He quickly got up and walked away.
I asked her, "Do you really think he saw anything?". "Hell
yes. He saw my pussy is what he saw. Damn it! I can't believe
this." I tried comforting her, telling her "Well, don't worry
about it now. He's gone. What the hell difference does it make
anyway? We'll never see him again." I paused a minute to let that
sink in and then grinned at her. "Do you really think he saw you? Saw
your snatch?"
"God, I know he saw it. You should have seen the look on his
face." "So what? The guy just happened to get lucky enough to
see the prettiest pussy in town."
Kristen punched my arm in feigned exasperation. "You asshole" I
knew I had successfully appealed to her vanity, however, because
a small smile appeared on her lips and she leaned over confidentially
whispering, "Did you see the hard-on he had when he left?"
I laughed, telling her the poor guy would be beating off for
months thinking of her. She seemed to get a lot of satisfaction
from that thought. Enough so that I was full of mixed feelings,
exhilarated over her exposure to a total stranger, but somehow jealous
as well as uneasy that she too now seemed excited by what had
transpired. Pushing my feelings aside, I took her back to the dance
floor. Even though most of the other people were fast dancing I
pressed her to me, rubbing my hard dick against her soft belly as I
french kissed her and we moved slowly around the floor.
We decided to go home but when we got back to the table the
three guys had returned with what seemed like dozens of drinks.
We resigned ourselves to spending a few more minutes with them, but
were soon having a great time once again. I kept finding their eyes
moving slowly over her tits which were restrained only by her dress and
jiggled delightfully as she laughed. Kirk suggested that she dance
with him once more. At first she refused but I encouraged her to go
ahead. She rolled her eyes at me, but got up from the table
nonetheless.
I was talking with Mike and Tony when I heard Mike exclaim,
"Look at that!" Out on the floor Kirk, who is a much better
dancer than me, and Kristen were "dirty dancing" and attracting a
lot of attention. Kristen was positively breathtaking as they went
through the motions of simulated sex on the dance floor. I'm sure that
ever guy in the place was a hard as I was. When the song ended, Kristen
was exhilarated, her eyes bright with excitement, as they returned to
the table. Kristen has always found dancing to be almost aphrodisiacal
and the chance to strut her stuff with a dancer as good as she is had
her as worked up as the attention she had received from the
by-standers.
Before they sat back down a slow song started playing and Kirk
grabbed her and started dragging her back toward the dance
floor. Laughing, she mock protested that she was being kidnapped.
Once one the dance floor, however, she melted smoothly against Kirk,
and he soon had his hands cupped over the sleek hills of her ass. Mike
and Tony also saw what was going on and seemed a bit embarrassed until
they saw that I wasn't upset. Kirk tried to kiss her once again and
once more she turned her face away. This time he simply lowered his
sights to her neck which she had unwittingly exposed. Kristen has
always been very sensitive about her neck and I could see her jerk as
his lips and tongue trailed across her throat.
I saw Kirk run his hands over her smooth ass, a puzzled look on
his face. He whispered something to her, and while I can't read
lips, it was easy to make out her carefully enunciated reply of
"G-string" as she smiled up at him. I knew he must have inquired about
the apparent lack of panty lines, and he seemed quite pleased by her
response.
The evening progressed in that manner with Mike and Tony quickly
getting into the act. Kristen teased them unmercifully and they
returned the favor. At one point she said to me that I had better get
her out of there "before something happens", but I just smiled and told
her that we should stay and enjoy ourselves. I was a bit confused by
my reactions to everything that was going on but determined to ride it
out just a bit longer. My complacency encouraged the three men who
were soon groping Kristen almost openly, making only the least pretense
of accidental contact or effort to hide their actions. I knew they
were playing with her legs under the table and probably going so far as
to touch her pussy, but still I let it go on.
Before we realized it, the P.A. system was announcing closing
time, and while I was a bit relieved the evening was over I was
even more regretful. Still, I was shocked to hear myself announce that
I had a well stocked bar and that I thought we should continue the
party at our place. Everyone agreed readily although Kristen was
looking at me quizzically. Kirk said that he knew were we lived and
that they would meet us there. As we left Kristen pulled me to the side
and asked, "Are you sure you want to do this? I mean things are
getting a little carried away here. Do you know what I mean?"
I stared down at my shoes as I mumbled that I did indeed realize
what she meant. "Are you sure about this? Are you sure it's
what you want? Really sure?" I looked up to meet her eyes. Our
gaze locked as I considered her question. After what must have
been at least a three minute pause I told her that, yes, I was sure.
"Just tonight, but for tonight, let's go for it."
Kristen replied, "Well, I have to tell you, this might be a big
mistake but right now I'm too drunk and horny to think clearly.
Let's do it."
We started to walk to the exit when she pulled me around to face
her once more. "I love you, David. I really do. Don't forget
it. Now... let's go party!" It was just the right touch of
light-hearted reassurance that I needed and we ran to the car
laughing.
As I was digging for my keys I saw the three guys climbing into
an old full-sized Ford LTD that apparently belonged to Tony. I
yelled over at them, saying that they were too drunk to drive and asked
if they wanted to ride with us. At first Tony yelled back that he was
OK, but Kirk elbowed him sharply and called back that it would probably
be a good idea. They walked over and there was some initial hesitation
over how we were going to sit. I nodded at Kristen who smiled and first
pushed Kirk into the back seat and then climbed in herself before
reaching out to also pull Mike in the back with them. Tony sat up
front with me and Kristen was in the back between Mike and Kirk.
There seemed to be a bit of confusion about this rather strange
seating arrangement, so I announced, "OK guys. This is a one
time offer, but for tonight only, anything goes."
There was a brief stunned silence which was broken by Kristen who
called out, "All right! So who wants to party?" before wrapping
her arms around Kirk and kissing him. As I drove out of the parking
lot there was enough light to make out the two of them kissing and to
see Kirk's hand cupped around Kristen's tit, as I watched anxiously in
the rear view mirror.
The ride was nerve-wracking for me as I tried to keep one eye on
the activity in the backseat and the other on the road. Kristen
had pulled Mike into the act, and the two guys had pulled Kristen's
dress down to expose her boobs. They were switching off with one
another and one of them would kiss her while the other sucked and
fondled her tits. Then they would change places. Kristen had Kirk's
dick in one hand while she was still trying to extract Mike's from his
pants with her one free hand. That's when Tony yelled at me and I
barely swerved back into my own lane of traffic in time to avoid an
oncoming car.
I resolved to keep my eyes on the road, figuring the action
wouldn't really get started until we got home. The sounds from
behind me were maddening, but I did my best to ignore them until I
heard Kristen calling urgently to me, "David. Honey. I'm getting
fucked back here."
I spun around like I was on a swivel. Kristen was bare-ass
naked, slumped down in the seat so that her ass hung off the
edge. Kirk was between her legs with his knees down on the floorboard,
his ass humping away. I was thunderstruck. My emotions were a
conflicting mess but lust was definitely the uppermost. I stepped hard
on the brakes, bringing the car to a stop on the shoulder so I could
get a good look at them without killing us all. Tony seemed to be
afraid that I was pissed so I assured him that I just wanted to see
what was going on. He smiled and offered to drive.
As we got underway again with Tony behind the wheel, I had my
knees on the seat facing backwards. I found that I wanted to
see her pussy wrapped around him and cursed at not having a clear view
of her hairless crotch. Still, watching another man fuck my wife was
electrifying enough. Kristen looked over at me, her eyes glazed with
lust. She reached her hand out to me and as I took it she told me, "Oh
God, honey, it feels so good. I'm going to cum. Oh God, am I going to
cum!"
Her hips were bucking wildly to meet his thrusts and she was
squeezing my fingers so tightly it was painful. She was making
the odd little sound she always does when she gets off, a low pitched
squeal deep in her throat and there was a sheen of perspiration on her
chest between her tits. I couldn't believe that I was holding my
wife's hand as another man brought her to orgasm. Jesus! Talk about
kinky.
By the time she started to recover, I already had my dick out
and I was jacking off like crazy. Kirk was still fucking her,
bent over now so that he had her nipple cupped in his mouth. Kristen
put her free hand behind his head, pulling him closer. Speaking to
him, but looking at me, Kristen began to encourage him, "Oh yeah, Kirk.
That feels soooo good. You made me cum really well. I love your big
dick in me. Feel how wet you make me? Do you like to fuck me?"
Kirk was in no condition to talk, all of his concentration
focused on screwing Kristen. Kristen didn't seem to mind not
getting a reply, and continued to urge him on while verbally sharing
the action with me. "Fuck me, Kirk. Fuck me real good. Your dick is
so hard in me and I'm so sensitive in there. Ram me, baby. Do it! Oh
Jesus, Kirk. I can feel you swelling up. God, you're going to cum.
Oh yes! Cum in me. Give it to me, give it all to me. Yes. Yes, yes,
yes! It's hot, Kirk. It's so hot it's burning." I almost shot off
right then. Kristen was describing her sensations as Kirk was cumming
in her. I knew that her graphic description was intended for my
benefit, and I could barely breathe for the intense excitement I felt.
Kirk rolled off and collapsed limply on the seat next to her. I
stared at his rapidly shrinking cock, mesmerized by the way the
coating of her pussy juice glistened on it in the passing street lights
and by the strings of semen decorating it. On impulse I reached down
between her legs. She was already pretty messy but I ran two fingers
into her, amazed at the heat. Then I smeared their collective juices
over her shaven mound, masturbating her with the remnants of her sex
with Kirk. Kristen moaned loudly, tuned in to my frame of mind and the
symbolism implied by my actions. What she did next, however,
completely blew my mind. She raised my hand to her mouth and sucked
the juices off of each finger in turn. I'd never seen anything so
sexy.
Kristen turned her attention to Mike who was sitting all of the
way to the other side of the rear seat. His cock was out and he
was now masturbating idly, having slowed down from the feverish pitch
he had been at as he had watched Kirk nailing Kristen. Kristen gave him
a smile and asked if he needed any help. Without waiting for an
answer, she bent over and took his dick in her mouth. I'll admit I
felt a twinge at that, not sure that I liked her doing that for someone
else. Mike seemed to enjoy it, however.
At first his eyes were closed in pleasure, but when he opened
them, he saw me watching them closely. He gave me an
embarrassed grin, but he wasn't so embarrassed as to prevent him from
taking Kristen's head in his hands and forcing more of his flesh down
her throat. After several minutes of that treatment, Kristen sat back
up and threw a leg over him so that she was straddling him, facing
toward the rear of the car.
There was just enough light that I could make out the movement
of her hand between their legs and I so that I could watch her
lower herself onto his hard-on. Still, I was frustrated that I could
not make out more detail as I watched her ride him. Kristen has always
liked being on top and she was making the most of it then. I know that
she had at least two orgasms as I watched. Then, momentarily appeased,
she leaned back until she was arched over the backrest of the front
seat. I moved so that I could support her in my arms. As I wrapped my
arms about her, I also bent over to kiss her before asking if she was
enjoying herself.
"It's wonderful, David. Absolutely wonderful. How about you?
Is everything alright? Are you enjoying it?"
"I've never seen you sexier", I told her. "And yes, I'm
enjoying it. Very much! It's pretty powerful stuff, you know?"
"I know. I feel positively decadent. I never thought I'd ever
do anything this kinky...this obscene. I mean it's all so
strange. Here I am in your arms but another man's dick is in me. Do
you like that. Knowing that I'm getting fucked right now."
I knew Kristen's words were aimed at me, but it was obvious from
her voice that she was also exciting herself so I joined in. "I
love knowing that you're getting fucked. When Kirk shot off in you, I
almost came myself knowing that he was pumping all of that cum in my
wife's pussy."
Kristen's voice was agitated as she continued "Oh God yes! It
was so hot when he came. It was like my belly was on fire, and
knowing that you were watching made it even better. Oh God, I think
Mike's getting close. C'mon Mike! Do it to me. Fuck me."
I joined in with her, telling Mike "Fuck her Mike! Cream her.
Cum in her! Fuck her!"
Mike gave a loud scream as he came. Kristen was bucking wildly
trying to milk the last drop from him and I was kissing her,
trying to run my tongue down her throat. Both of them were cumming and
I was so close that it was almost agony not to shoot off right then. I
was so incredibly horny that it was like being possessed. All I wanted
to do was fuck. Just shove my dick in her and fuck her like an
animal. Even more, though, I wanted to see her getting fucked. I
wanted to see her getting crammed with cock and watch her get off on
it. I wanted to see Kristen fucking every man in town like a whore... a
cock-crazy slut. My emotions were so intense that they were running
totally out of control. I was literally crazed with excitement.
I calmed down enough to look around me a bit, surprised to be in
my own driveway. Tony later told me that I had given him
directions, but I can't remember doing so. A quick scan of the
neighborhood showed no lights were on in any nearby houses, so I jumped
out of the car and ran around to Kirk's side of the car. He had gotten
dressed again and I ordered him to grab Kristen. He complied
immediately and we jerked Kristen from the car so abruptly that we
literally pulled Mike's now limp dick out of her. She got an arm
around each of our shoulders and we both grabbed a leg and carried her
to the front door just like that with her stark naked.
I managed to get the door unlocked and we entered the house with
Tony right behind us. Mike lagged behind, still trying to get
dressed. Kirk and I were ready to put Kristen down on the sofa when she
told us to wait a minute, saying that we should turn her around. We
did as directed which turned her so that her open, fresh-fucked pussy
was facing toward Tony.
"I think it's your turn this time," she said smiling at him.
Tony dropped his trousers right in the middle of the livingroom
as we moved her closer to him. He pushed into her with no
resistance at all and for the first time, by leaning slightly, I had a
perfect view of her pussy wrapped around a strange dick. His girth
spread the fleshy outer lips apart to reveal the more delicate inner
lips which were stretched so tightly around him. As he pushed in they
too would disappear, only to reappear as he would withdraw. They
seemed to be clasping his dick as if to pull it back within her.
Kirk and I were literally swinging her so as to pound her onto
Tony's hard cock. With each swing, Tony had to slam himself
forward to maintain his balance so that we didn't knock him on his
ass. He was slamming into her cunt so hard that Kristen was grunting
with the force of the dick pounding home so deep in her belly. It was
too violently physical for Kristen to get off, but Tony was soon pumping
his load in her already saturated snatch. He pulled away, staggering
back to sit in a chair, and we laid Kristen down on the carpeted floor.
Looking down at her as I undid my pants I could see that her
pubic hair was damp and matted and the entire area around her
crotch glistened with cum. Some hers, but mostly that of the three men
that had fucked her in the last hour. I dropped down between her legs
and mounted her. She reached down to grasp my dick and rub the head up
and down through her slit. Naturally enough, she was wetter than she
had ever been, but what was so incredible was the fierce heat emanating
from her. I shoved forward and plowed into her, reveling in the
sloppy, wet, warmth of her cunt.
"Do you like that?" she taunted me. "Do you like to stick your
dick in my hole after those other men have been there? When I'm
all messy from their cum? Do like to fuck me like that."
Christ, yes! I love it! I just watched you spread your legs
for three men. Watched you fuck them all like a bitch in heat."
"Yeah, that's me. A hot, slutty bitch. I loved fucking them.
I loved feeling their dicks in me, and I especially loved it
when I could feel them twitching and I knew their hot cum was pouring
into me. And I loved it that you were watching. Watching them fuck
me. Oh God, David. I'm going to cum again."
Kristen was bucking like a wild woman, screaming with pleasure.
I too started shooting and it seemed as if I would never stop.
I had waited so long, tortured with passion that when my orgasm began
it was endless. My dick just kept pulsing and jerking, sending spurt
after spurt of cum into her. Kristen felt my cum boiling in her and she
came even harder. It was the most mind-blowing fuck of our lives.
When we were finally spent, there was no strength at all left in our
bodies. I was collapsed on top her in a heap, unable to support any of
my own weight, until she finally managed to push me off so she could
breathe.
As we regained our senses, we became aware that Tony, Mike, and
Kirk were actually applauding us. It was kind of embarrassing,
but we just grinned at each other like a couple of kids getting an
ovation in the school play. I sat on the sofa sorting through my
clothes while Mike sat on the other end and Tony and Kirk were each in
a chair. Kristen stayed on the floor. She was leaning against the sofa
and her knees were up. Her legs were still open and I knew that Tony
and Kirk were both looking at her puss and tits. I know it seems funny
in light of everything that had just happened, but it bothered me a bit
that she didn't try to cover up a bit more. I got dressed and went out
to the car to get her clothes so that I could drive the guys back to
the club.
When I reentered the house I was dumfounded to see Kristen bent
over Mike giving him a blow-job and Kirk behind her playing with
her snatch. It hadn't dawned on me that Kristen would want to keep
going after I was ready to quit. I know now that that was pretty
naive. No, make that stupid instead of naive. At any rate, I was kind
of pissed but what was I going to say. I had gotten myself into a
pretty awkward position and all I could do was settle quietly into a
nearby chair.
As I watched, Kristen sucked Mike to completion. There was then
a quick flurry of bodies as Kirk moved around to fuck Kristen's
mouth and Tony was banging her doggie-style. Despite my initial
displeasure, I soon found myself getting horny again and I too
eventually took my turn with her. That's pretty much how I spent the
evening. Pissed off until my dick got hard and then back to being mad
and hurt after I shot my load.
The rest of them, Kristen included seemed to have no such
reservations and they fucked continuously. The sun was coming
out when I finally fell asleep on the sofa, but when I woke up just
before noon Tony was screwing Kristen in the missionary position while
Tony and Mike looked on pulling at their dicks which were red from the
excessive workout they had been getting. It was 2:30 in the afternoon
before I got them back in the car to return them to their vehicle back
at the club.
The ride over was excruciating as I listened to them going on
about what a great piece of ass Kristen was. Kirk let me in on
the fact that at one point the three of them had tried to fuck her at
the same time while I was sleeping, but had to give it up when Kristen
couldn't accommodate him in her ass. All this time, I had to pretend
to be unbothered by the actions that I had helped initiate.
Since then Kristen has told me repeatedly that she would like to
do it again. I've always refused, telling her that once was
enough and that it was just a one-time adventure. It seems to have
ignited a fire in her, though, that I'm unable to deal with. To make
matters worse, one evening about a month ago she was out for the
evening, supposedly with some girlfriends. When she got home it was
after 2:00 am and as she undress she told me that she had ran into Kirk
and Mike, and that they had ended up having sex. I wasn't sure what to
do, so I pretended not to be disturbed and invited her to tell me what
had happened. As she related the story, I ended up screwing her to a
graphic recitation of their suck and fuck fest. Hell, I don't know
what to do. Now I'm not sure if I should try to avoid any repeats, or
if I should go along with her desires in hopes of keeping things under
control. At least I'd be a part of it that way.