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C'mon, Let's Spice It Up Ch. 01

By: loving_hubby



My wife Tina and I have been married for fifteen years, and we both have absolute faith in each other's fidelity. She was a virgin right up to our wedding night and, as far as I know, she has never looked at another guy in an illicit way ever since. For my part, I cannot deny having enjoyed a couple of wild flings while in college, but Tina was my first, and last, true love.

We have genuinely enjoyed each other's company, and we have had no complaints about our sex life, at least not for the most part of our married life. Tina bore me two lovely kids, a boy who is now twelve and a girl who is nine.

Tina is a beautiful woman. She has a very pretty face with large sparkling eyes and very kissable pouting lips. She has a good complexion and hardly needs to apply any make-up. She likes to keep her light brown hair short and, even after tremendous coaxing, will not let it grow beyond the nape of her neck. 

The years have been good to Tina, and she has remained very fit and trim. After each delivery, she made a special effort, with a combination of diet and exercise, to get back into shape. And each time, I saw her blossom into an even more beautiful and desirable woman. 

Her breasts are a perfect match for her narrow waist and smoothly flaring hips. Her chest and her hips are somewhat fuller now than when I first met her, accentuating her tantalizing hour-glass figure. There are times when I simply cannot resist gazing at her figure, and every time I look at her I feel blessed to have her as my wife. 

Over the last couple of years however, there has been a noticeable decline in the quality of our sex life. We are still very much in love with each other. We still enjoy each other's company. But some vital ingredient has gone missing from our sex life. The fire seems to have gone out. The oomph is simply not there anymore.

Maybe it's because we have been too involved in bringing up the kids. Maybe it's the pressure at the workplace. Maybe we've just started taking each other too much for granted.

Our love-making has turned into a very predictable routine. It has become more of a ritual, to be fulfilled as an obligation for maintaining the relationship of marriage. There's no more anticipation, no more novelty in the act. 

The sex sessions have become less and less frequent. While we used to make love at least three times a week in the early days of our marriage, now we would be lucky to have a go at it even once in a fortnight.

Everything else seems to have started taking precedence. The household chores, the children, the TV, the newspaper, the computer -- anything seems to be more important than sex, and anything can become an excuse for not making love. 

In recent months, when we are in bed, we always seem to be so very tired and sleepy. We always seem to be so preoccupied with all the things that have to be done the next day. We still hold each other in bed, we still wrap our arms around each other lovingly, but then we just doze off.

That was the scenario until something extraordinary happened one night just recently. Something happened that had never happened before, and it got me thinking. It made me wonder whether we, as husband and wife, were missing out on some great things in life by simply not sharing our deeper thoughts and feelings. 

It was a warm Saturday night and we had fallen asleep as usual without making any sexual advances on each other. Towards the middle of the night I was awoken by some physical disturbance on the bed. Lying on my side with my eyes half-open, I realized what had disrupted my sleep as an amazing scene unfolded before my eyes. 

The outline of my wife's body was clearly defined against the slightly brighter background provided by the moonlight filtering in through the curtains. She was lying on her back just inches away from me, her body slightly arched back. 

The hem of her nightie was drawn up to her chest. Her legs were drawn apart, and her naked thighs and well-formed breasts were clearly outlined. Her right hand was in place over her pubic mound, her fingers working slowly back and forth between her thighs. Her left hand wandered idly over her chest, intermittently cupping and massaging her breasts. 

Keeping very still, and even holding my breath, to avoid distracting her, I watched in amazement as she wriggled and squirmed under her own erotic touch and gradually worked herself up to an intense climax. I could vaguely make out the contorted expressions of sexual pleasure on her innocent face as she enjoyed the violent orgasm, a culmination of what surely had to be a secret fantasy.

I shuddered in disbelief. I was stunned. I was in a state of shock. But, to my surprise, I found that I was also extremely aroused. The spectacular sight of my seemingly conservative wife masturbating to an explosive orgasm, and the very thought of her having and enjoying a secret fantasy, had given me a rock-hard erection.

As my wife's heavy breathing settled down somewhat, I stretched my arm out to place my hand on her flat abdomen. She was a little startled as I wrapped my arm around her waist, urging her closer to me, but she did not in any way resist my advances. 

I let my lips meet hers in a soft kiss. Then I let my hand move slowly down over her lower tummy to her smooth thighs, gradually bringing my hand up along her inner thighs to her naked pussy. 

She was wet, really very wet. Whatever secret thoughts and deep feelings she had just enjoyed must have been very exciting indeed.

I could not take it any longer. I rolled over to get myself on top of her and between her wide-open legs. Then I eased my aching hard-on into her hot dripping pussy. I gave it to her then, pounding her with my stabbing thrusts. She screamed and cried out in excitement as my hard penis moved back and forth inside her. It had been a very long time indeed since I last saw my wife in such a high state of sexual arousal. 

It was not very long before Tina's body tightened up and she began to convulse in her second orgasm for the night. Soon after that, I could feel the surge in my genitals and I began to jerk uncontrollably as my juices began to pour out into her womb. 

As I collapsed on top of her, I could not help wondering about the secret fantasies and thoughts that my wife was enjoying while playing with herself. I didn't know whether I should be worried. I didn't know whether I should be jealous. Was there another man in her life? Was she in love with another guy? Was she having an affair? Was there something about her that I did not know? 

C'mon, Let's Spice It Up Ch. 02



The next morning Tina was up before me. When I went down to the kitchen for breakfast, she was already in the midst of cooking for lunch. She was still clad in her nightie, and it was quite obvious that she was not wearing anything under the flimsy piece of material. She was in unusually high spirits.

"Hi, lover boy," she greeted me, giving me a quick kiss on the lips, "you were quite naughty last night, huh? You really soaked me up."

"But you were already very wet before I got to you," I commented in a somewhat sarcastic tone..

"I think you know why. Did you enjoy the show, Tom?"

I was surprised. Tina seemed to know that I had watched her playing with herself. But I still pretended that I didn't know what she was talking about.

"What show?" I asked, "I didn't watch any TV last night."

"Aw, come on, Tom, I mean the live show," she teased me, "Don't pretend. I know you were watching. I even noticed that you were playing with your little willie as you watched."

"So you knew that I was awake? I didn't know that you indulged in things like masturbation and fantasy."

"Well, when the real-life stuff starts getting stale ..." she began.

"Who were you fantasizing about?" I interrupted, sounding almost annoyed.

"Well, it was someone. Does it matter? It could be anyone. It was only a fantasy."

I was surprised by the openness and boldness with which Tina was dealing with the issue. I got the impression that she was glad that I had found out her secret. She seemed to be desperately trying to get a message across.

I looked at Tina as she went about her chores. She was a charming woman and she looked delicious in her scanty outfit. But I wondered if it would be healthy for the kids to see her in this state.

"Don't you think you should cover yourself up a bit more?" I asked, "It wouldn't be nice for the kids to come down and see you like this."

"Have you forgotten, lover boy?" she asked, "They are having their school picnic today, remember? They left very early this morning. You were deep in slumber land."

Tina cleared the work-table, and came and sat down at the breakfast table next to me. She took a prune from my bowl and put it in her mouth. Then she placed her hand on mine and looked me straight in the eyes.

"Isn't something obvious to you?" she asked, "You were so aroused by the possibility that I was fantasizing about some other guy. Your raging hard-on was witness to that. And I was also really very excited by the erotic thoughts playing in my mind and the fact that you were watching my act. My drenched pussy was witness to that. We have never been so sexually excited over the recent past. Doesn't that speak something?"

"Are you trying to suggest something?" I asked, as I gulped down my tea, "Are you trying to tell me that you want to make love to another man? Are you trying to test my feelings about such a possibility?"

"I didn't say that. But I think it's about time we did something to spice up our love life."

"Are you suggesting adultery?" I asked.

"You are the one who's making all the suggestions," she responded quite coolly, "I'm only wondering whether you would have any objections if your wife occasionally engages in some self-gratifying activities?"

"I don't know for sure," I said, shrugging my shoulders, "I haven't had much time to think about it. But I can tell you that I got really turned on as I watched you playing with yourself last night." 

I put my arm around her shoulder, drew her towards me, and kissed her on her lips. This little discussion with my wife seemed to be having some kind of sensual effect on me.

"Let's go upstairs," I whispered into her ear as I took her hand in mine.

"No need to whisper," she said, "There's no one else in the house."

I led her out of the kitchen and up the stairs. As soon as we got to the bedroom, I took off my tee-shirt. 

"Take your nightie off and get into bed," I ordered, "And get cracking with your game. Do what you were doing last night, but this time I want you to speak out whatever is on your mind. Don't hold back anything. And I want you to fully enjoy whatever fantasy is playing in your mind."

Tina was a little taken aback. "You are not angry, are you?" she asked, looking a little apprehensive.

"No, not at all," I reassured her, "Why should I be angry? Let's just enjoy something different."

As Tina got out of her nightie and stretched herself out on her back, I wondered if she would be bold enough to repeat her act in broad daylight. She was a little reluctant at first and looked at me with pleading eyes.

"Go ahead," I encouraged her, "Get your mind to it."

After a little more prodding Tina placed her hands on her chest and slowly began to play with her breasts, squeezing them first, and then rolling, pinching and pulling her nipples. Initially she appeared a bit conscious of my presence, but later she closed her eyes and began to make little guttural sounds of pleasure as she fondled her breasts.. 

Then, very slowly indeed, she moved one hand down over her well-toned stomach to her crotch. Her legs moved apart as she began to finger her congested clitoris. 

Her first words hit me like a thunderbolt.

"Fuck me, Alan," she murmured in subdued desperation, as she began to work fervently on her love button. I listened in total disbelief as my wife repeatedly uttered this other man's name and blatantly begged him for a fuck.

Her face had by now become flushed and her breathing was becoming more rapid. While one hand continued to work on her clitoris, the other hand moved down to separate her pussy lips. Her legs slipped even further apart, exposing her, almost obscenely, to my watchful scrutiny. She let out a soft moan of pleasure that sent chills through my groin. 

"I need your cock, Alan," she continued, still rubbing her clitoris with one hand and stretching her sex lips with the other, "I need your big cock inside me."

Slipping two fingers into her vagina, she continued to beg for her lover's cock. "Ohhhhh Alan ... please Alan ... I want you inside me. Get that big cock of yours inside me ... please ... fuck me, Alan ... give me a real good fuck ... I need a real good fuck, Alan ... "

I watched and listened in total awe while my wife squirmed in uncontrolled excitement as she plunged deeper into her fantasy. I was taken aback by the intensity with which another man had so thoroughly overwhelmed my wife's sexual desires.

"Mmmmm ... yeah ... that's it ... give it to me now ... give it to me real hard ... I want you to fuck me hard ... I want you to really bang your cock into me ... fill me up with your semen ... I want your sperm inside me ... ooooooh ... it feels so nice to have your juices pouring into me ... I love you, Alan ... I love to have your cock inside me ... I love to have your sperm inside my womb ... mmmmmmm ... " 

Tina's fingers moved rhythmically in and out of her vaginal opening, simulating a phallic fuck. Her body shook vigorously with joyful excitement, and she was almost gasping for breath.

As I gazed at the outrageous spectacle of my wife getting fucked by a guy called Alan, albeit in her fantasy, my cock swelled up and hardened till I thought it would burst. 

Then Tina suddenly squeezed her thighs together, lifted her hips from the bed and gasped as her body first went into a spasm and then began to convulse violently, seized by her illicit orgasm. As incredible waves of pleasure swept through her body, I could not help pulling my shorts down and stroking my cock in total delight. 

Tina did not waste any time as she came out of her climax. She spotted my throbbing cock jutting out over the top of my shorts and grabbed hold of it. 

"I love your big cock, Alan, I really love it," she muttered, completely lost in the depths of her fantasy.

With her fingers wrapped around the shaft, she pumped my cock vigorously till I thought it was about to explode. Then she took it into her mouth. Her lips found their way right down to the base of my shaft, engulfing the full length of my cock within her oral cavity. 

I was then treated to a most exhilarating blow job, culminating in an explosive ejaculation. As my hot cream spewed deep into her throat, Tina swallowed enthusiastically without wasting a single drop of my semen. She expertly sucked out and gulped down every drop, and then licked my cock absolutely clean.

I could hardly come to terms with what was going on. I found it difficult to accept that this was the same woman who in recent years had developed some kind of aversion for oral sex. 

A little later we were exchanging soft kisses as we lay exhausted in each other's arms. "I love you," Tina whispered. 

My response was a little blunt.

"Who is Alan?" I asked, unable to hold back my curiosity.

"Oh, so you are getting worried? Or are you beginning to feel a little jealous?" she teased me, "He's my lover."

"Who is he?" I asked again in a rather firm tone.

"Oh, he's Carol's husband," she confided in a very matter-of-fact way, "He fucks me regularly ... but only in my dreams ... and I thoroughly enjoy his fucks."

"Who's Carol?"

"She works in my office. She's my best friend at work."

"Have you met Alan?"

"Not personally. I've only seen him from a distance. And I must say that he looks good."

"I heard you say that you loved him?"

"Yeah, I love him a lot. I love him in my dreams" 

"Does Carol know that you fantasize about her husband?" I queried.

"Yeah," said Tina, "We share a lot of secrets. And you may be pleased to know that she too has fantasies - about making love to you."

"Oh? She doesn't even know what I look like. I don't think I've met her."

"You haven't. But she's seen you a couple of times, when you dropped me off at work."

I was astounded. I suddenly realised that I hardly knew my wife of fifteen years. We had never spoken out or shared our deeper thoughts and feelings before. We had been taking too many things for granted. No wonder our love life had become such a fiasco. 



C'mon, Let's Spice It Up Ch. 03



The rest of that Sunday turned out to be a celebration of rekindled romance. Tina and I seemed to find any excuse to be together and to touch each other. After lunch we sat cuddling each other on the sofa, watching TV and munching tidbits. We exchanged frequent kisses and loving caresses as we lazed away the whole afternoon. 

When the kids returned later in the evening, they were thrilled to see their parents looking and acting like amorous lovebirds. They suggested eating dinner out, so we wrapped up the day by going to a quiet restaurant nearby for a light meal.

Later that night, as we lay in bed wrapped in each other's arms, we talked about all the things that we had never talked about before. I could never have imagined that my wife was so full of such wild ideas.

Tina told me that she and Carol had realised that their married lives were not heading in the right direction. They had begun to confide in each other about a lot of things. They had, in recent times, begun to exchange illicit ideas centered on fantasies about each other's husbands.  

Carol was the one who first encouraged Tina to start fantasizing about Alan. She had told Tina about her own fantasies and about how exciting such fantasies could be. She had persuaded Tina to discard her mental inhibitions and to let her mind go wild.

Tina and Carol would often discuss their erotic feelings for each other's husbands over the phone, and Tina confessed that she regularly masturbated to give vent to the pent-up passion inside her. Tina also admitted that she had become more and more obsessed with the thought of getting fucked by Carol's husband.  

"Did the two of you ever masturbate together?" I asked, getting quite turned on by my wife's confessions.

"Well, not really together in one place," she responded, "But on a couple of occasions we did masturbate while we were talking to each other over the phone. It was really turning on to describe to Carol what I felt like doing with her husband. It was also very exciting to hear her talk about making love to you."

Tina went on to tell me that, while they were getting a lot of sexual gratification from their illicit activity, they could see very clearly that their domestic love life was getting into a thorough mess. That was why they had decided now to get their husbands involved.

Carol had already let her own husband in on their secret. Alan was apparently very excited to know that Tina fancied him to the extent that she got fucked by him regularly in her fantasies. He was also very turned on by the thought of his own wife getting fucked by another man.

At one point I could feel my head spinning as I listened to my wife. It was quite a bit for me to digest at one go, but at the same time I could feel the pressure mounting in my crotch. 

Our discussion provided enough fodder for a night of fantastic love-making. Tina was as hot as could be. She was on fire. She had multiple orgasms through the night, and gave me the best any woman could give.

When we finally lay drained of all our vital energies, holding on tightly to each other, I clamped my lips against Tina's to give her a long passionate kiss. Then I switched on the bedside table-lamp and, holding her head between my hands, looked her straight in the eyes.

"Can I ask you just one question?" I asked.

"Sure," she said.

"But you must give me an honest answer."

"Sure," she responded again.

"Okay. If you had a chance to be alone with Alan, not in those fantasies but in real life, would you let him make love to you? Or, to put it in another way, are you secretly looking forward to the opportunity of getting fucked by Alan in real life? Are you looking forward to the possibility of having Alan's cock pumping his sperm deep into your cunt?"

Tina looked stunned. Her face froze in an expression of utter shock. She was dumbfounded. This was a totally unexpected question. She was not used to being spoken to in such explicit terms. This was almost a proposition from her husband for her to commit adultery. Fantasy was one thing, reality was another.

After a few moments of silence, the words finally formed on her rosebud lips.

"Switch off the light," she murmured, "Please switch off the light."

As I turned off the light I felt her arms tighten around me. She brought her face close to mine. Then she gave me a gentle kiss on my lips.

"Yes," she whispered.

"Yes what?" I asked, trying to confirm that I had heard the right thing.

"Yes, I would love to have a good fuck with Alan – in real life. I have this secret desire to let him use my body as he likes to fulfill his carnal lust. I would love to let him fill me up with his fertile sperm."

I was quiet for a while. Things seemed to be proceeding on an unconventional course. My wife was saying things a woman wouldn't even dream of saying to her husband. We were beginning to delve into territories bordering on taboo. I felt a little uneasy. I didn't know whether this was right or wrong, but I was clearly becoming overwhelmed by an irresistible sense of excitement. 

"But there is one condition," she whispered, "I only want to have sexual intercourse with Alan if you agree to also make out with Carol."

I switched on the light again. "So you are talking about wife-swapping?"

Tina gave a mischievous smirk. "Call it what you may," she mumbled sleepily, "I prefer to call it husband-swapping."

The week went by uneventfully. We continued our romantic antics, but Tina was exceptionally quiet. I could not blame her. It was not easy for a woman to admit to her husband that she had the illicit urge to be fucked by another man. But it was also not easy for me to accept her promiscuous desires. Combined feelings of jealousy and excitement played on my mind. Each time I looked at my wife, I could not help imagining her in another man's arms, her body impaled on his big cock.   After our last discussion in bed, Tina did not bring up the topic again. Neither did she mention anything about Carol or Alan. But I knew that her mind was working on it. Sometimes she had the faraway look in her eyes that gave away her preoccupation with her fantasy. 

The kids went over to their grandma's for the next weekend leaving us with absolute privacy. and Saturday night found us glued to the TV set watching an adult DVD which Tina had borrowed from one of her friends.. The movie was all about swinging couples and their liberal sexual activities. 

The amorous couples were shown freely swapping partners and participating in group sex. There were many scenes depicting individuals, both male and female, engaged in sexual acts with multiple partners. Husbands and wives in the movie seemed to have no qualms about allowing their spouses to have extramarital sex.

The movie was clearly having a tremendous effect on Tina. She kept adjusting herself on the sofa, and also kept rubbing her thighs together. A couple of times I caught her gazing at my face to see my reaction to some of the sexual activity on the screen. 


By the time the movie ended, Tina had stretched herself out on the sofa and was looking at me with lust-filled eyes. "Did you see what those couples were doing?" she asked, "Did you see how they were fulfilling all their sexual desires?"

"Yes," I said, "Do you also want to do the same?"

"I want to make love," she announced, "I want to make love to Alan. I want his big cock inside me."

"Go ahead," I encouraged her, "Let him fuck you. Take his cock in your pussy and let him give it to you."

Tina slipped out of the robe she was wearing and pulled down her panties. "You won't mind?" she asked, "You won't mind me being a little unfaithful right before your eyes? You won't mind me being a whore for a while?"

"Not at all," I reassured her, "Get on with it. Forget that you are married to me. Forget that I'm here. Go ahead and fulfill your lusty needs."

Tina went on to give me a most arousing performance, acting out her fantasy of being fucked by Alan."

I held on to my throbbing cock as I heard her speak to Alan in the most graphic language while playing with her beautiful body. She shoved the fingers of one hand into her wet pussy while calling out Alan's name. She brought her other hand up to her mouth to lick and suck on her fingers.

"Oh Alan ... " she cried, "Oh how I love your cock ... How I love to have your cock inside me ... Alan ... I love to suck your big cock ... I want it deep in my throat ... Give it to me, Alan ... rip me apart with your cock ..."

I was utterly amazed by the expression on her face. I could not remember having seen so much passion written on her face through all the years of our love-making. 

"Open your legs wider, darling," I encouraged her, "Let Alan make you his woman. You need his cock inside you. Let him shove his cock into your wet pussy. Let him give you a good time. Let him fill you up with his thick fertile sperm. Let Alan pour his sperm deep into your womb."

My wife had never heard me talk to her like this before. I was actually encouraging her to enjoy what were supposed to be forbidden thoughts. She could not control her excitement. Her fingers worked wildly in and out between her pussy-lips. 

Then she exploded into spasms as she enjoyed her climax, screaming out Alan's name like a woman totally possessed. "Ohhhhhhh ... Alan ... I love you, Alan ... I love your cock and I love you, Alan ... fill me up, Alan ... fill me up with your love juices ... "

I took over then, positioning myself between her legs and plunging my throbbing hard cock deep into her pussy in one forceful thrust. I ejaculated almost immediately, jerking helplessly as my juices flowed deep into her.

"Oh my god, Alan," my wife continued, "It feels so good to have your big cock so deep inside me ... it feels so good to have your juices flowing into my womb ... " Alan was still fucking my wife. She was totally possessed by her illicit lover. 

"Your womb is soaked with Alan's seed," I whispered into her ear, "You are my wife, but you are now his woman. You have been taken by him and your pussy is flooded with his juices."

""Ohhhhh ... thanks, darling," Tina brought her lips to meet mine. "Thanks for letting me get my pussy filled with my lover's juices."

We lay slumped on the sofa after that, holding on to each other passionately and exchanging soft kisses. As Tina lay wrapped tightly in my arms, I felt as if she belonged to another man. I felt as if she belonged to Alan. I felt as if she had really been taken by Alan. 

Then I heard her mumble something, but I could not make out what she was saying.

"Yes, darling?" I asked, "You said something?"

Tina opened her eyes, and gazed directly into mine. She had this dreamy look that said that she had not yet emerged fully from her world of fantasy. 

"Remember our little conversation the other day?" she said very softly, "You asked me if I would like to make out with Alan in real life."

"Yeah, and you said that you wanted to be fucked by Alan."

"Yes," she said, again very softly, "And I meant it. I really want him. Not just in my mind. Not just in my dreams. I really want him ... in my arms ... inside me ... I really want to make love to him ... I really need him ..." 

"You mean you are really serious about this whole thing?" I asked, sounding as if I wanted her to say more of what she had just said, "You mean you really want him as your real-life lover?"

"Yeah," she responded, "Let's have a swap with them. Carol is looking forward to getting fucked by you. Let's make life a little more exciting."

It may sound odd but I was extremely thrilled to hear my wife yearning to be fucked by another man. I put my arms around my lovely wife and clamped my lips firmly over her mouth. I kissed her like I had never kissed her before. 



C'mon, Let's Spice It Up Ch. 04



For the next couple of days my mind was fully preoccupied with my wife's illicit desire to have sex with her best friend's husband. I was also beginning to develop fantasies of what it would be like to be in bed with Carol. 

On Tuesday I decided to give a call to my wife from the office. I asked her if she was absolutely sure about her proposal to have a swap with the other couple.

"Well, I've certainly not been joking about it," she responded. "I want him badly, and I want him between my legs."

"Talk to Carol then," I instructed her. "Go ahead and make the necessary arrangements with her."

About an hour later I received a call from my wife.

"I've spoken to Carol," she said, "She'll contact you."

The very next day I received a text message on my mobile phone, "C U @ Paradise Lounge main bar - Sat nite @ 9 xxx Carol xxx"

Tina and I did not exchange a word about it for the next two days. On Saturday morning she woke me up with a kiss.

"Hey, lover boy," she said to me, "The big day has arrived. I have a date with Alan tonight. Did Carol contact you?"

"Yeah," I responded, "I'm meeting her tonight."

"Wow! I'm sure she won't disappoint you."

Then Tine got out of bed and went about her usual Saturday chores, leaving me lying awake in bed.

An uneasy feeling disturbed me as uninvited thoughts swept through my mind. I could not help trying to picture my wife in Alan's arms. Images of their naked bodies pressed against each other. Flashes of my wife impaled on Alan's monstrous erection. Illicit kisses. Illicit passion. 

The rest of the day passed uneventfully. I left for my date at about eight o'clock that evening. Tina was still painting her nails, and she was still in her tee shirt and shorts when I left. 

I walked into Paradise Lounge at exactly eight thirty. After looking around the place I settled onto one of the high stools at the bar and ordered a vodka-lime.

The band was playing light music, and some of the guests were on the dance floor. There were also a few couples seated at the tables around the dance floor, eating, drinking and chatting. 

At one table in a far corner, a boisterous group of about ten teenagers were having a jolly good time joking and laughing over their drinks. They looked like college students trying to unwind after a hectic week. Occasionally one of the waitresses would go over to their table to serve them, and the youngsters would take the opportunity to tease her and flirt with her.

I had just finished about half my drink when a rather sluttish-looking lady strolled into the lounge and took a seat at the bar. She attracted a lot of attention and seemed to enjoy the limelight. 

I glanced at the new guest through the corner of my eye. She wore a skimpy, tight-fitting black halter neck dress that extended down to just below her hips, leaving her long slender legs very generously exposed. The V-neckline of her dress plunged deep down between her breasts, giving an ample view of her cleavage and bulging globes. There was no doubt that this lady was simply dressed to kill.

She ordered a drink and looked around at the goings-on. As she waited for her drink, she lit a cigarette and occasionally took a light puff, hardly inhaling.. When her drink arrived, she immediately took a sizable gulp and munched on some crispy tidbits that came with the drink. 

The group of young fellows at the other table could not hide their excitement as they kept gazing at the unaccompanied lady having a drink all by herself. And I could not blame them. She was pretty good-looking and, from the way she was dressed, she was definitely game for more than just drinks.

As I sat sipping on my second drink, I found myself giving her more frequent glances. I scanned the full length of her fantastic body, letting my eyes travel up and down her hour-glass figure. She had dark brown shoulder-length hair that flowed gracefully past her cheeks. Her slender neck was adorned with what looked like a pearl necklace. The more I looked at her, the more beautiful she appeared to my slightly tipsy mind. 

After a while, one of the bolder guys out of the group of teenagers walked over to her amid cheers from his friends. He was obviously taking up a challenge from some of his other friends. He whispered something to her and she smiled. Then she got down from the stool and accompanied him to the dance floor. 

My eyes darted from one part of her body to another. As she walked in her stiletto heels, her bottom swung provocatively from side to side. She looked really good. This is the kind of woman that a real man needs, I thought to myself.

She danced only two numbers with her young admirer but she made every moment worthwhile for him. Both were slow numbers and there was no doubt that the guy was getting very excited indeed. As the inexperienced youngster danced with her, he tried to clumsily cling on to her fabulous body, and she tried her best not to disappoint him. 

She let him hold her really tight, her slim body molded against his, her bosom squashed against his chest. And when he moved his hands down to cup her bottom, she did not resist. At one point he began to clearly rub his pelvis against hers, and I thought that she would walk away from him. But she turned out to be quite a sport and let him continue to enjoy his little thrill till the music stopped. 

In between the two numbers the two of them just stood on the dance floor holding on to each other. The youngster hardly spoke to her, but I noticed that she would occasionally say something to him. 

When the music resumed they began to sway together again. Now she began to lightly caress the back of his neck, and she also kept whispering something into his ear. I wondered what she was saying to him. 

He seemed to be getting even more excited, and again began to grind his hips against hers. He tried to kiss her on her lips but she politely turned her face away, letting him plant a soft kiss on her cheek.

I noticed that his hands, which were still on her bottom, were getting a little bolder. At first he let his fingers curl into the crack of her butt, pushing the soft material deep into the cleft. Then his fingers played with the soft fabric of her dress, slowly managing to tease the hem up sufficiently to expose a little bit of her smooth round buttocks. The hot slut seemed to have no qualms about exposing some of her pretty rear. Soon he was cupping her bare ass cheeks with his palms and his pelvis was working even more vigorously against hers. He tried once again to bring his lips to meet hers, but again he only managed a peck on her cheek.

Then, for some reason, he suddenly stopped moving his hips and just clung on to her. She said something in his ear, and the two of them edged their way to the other side of the dance floor, still glued to each other. 

When the music stopped, the young man slipped away into the darkness towards the washrooms while the lady started walking back towards the bar.

As she approached the bar, I noticed a damp patch on her dress over her lower abdomen. She did not appear to be bothered at all about this tell-tale sign of the youngster's embarrassing experience. 

I looked at her as she settled onto her bar stool. She must be a sex goddess, I thought to myself. What a woman to have in bed! 

It did not take her very long to finish her drink. Then she turned around to look straight at me. I was jolted out of my dreamy state and a little embarrassed to be caught staring at her. She smiled and got down from her stool. My heart began to pound violently inside my chest as she walked slowly towards me. 

"Hi," she greeted me, "You must be Tom. You got my message, huh?"

Oh my god, I thought to myself, don't tell me that this sizzling chick is my date for tonight.

"Hello," I responded, trying to sound very cool, "You're looking very nice. I didn't expect you to be so attractive."

I extended my hand out and she gave me hers. I shook her hand gently and then held on to her hand even as she got onto the stool next to mine. I could not help noticing her long painstakingly painted nails.

"Thank you," she said, "You're looking very good too." 

I noticed that she was wearing very intricate make-up, giving her a very lovely and flawless complexion. Her lips, painted with glossy lipstick, looked very inviting indeed. Looking at her cleavage at close range sent tingling sensations through my crotch.

"Why don't you finish your drink?" she suggested, "Then we could get onto the dance floor for a while. It'll help break the ice. You're looking a little nervous, you know. Relax, lover boy. You were obviously expecting your wife's friend to be a real prude, huh?" 

I was still in a daze. My date had begun. A reward of sorts. So that my wife could fulfill her own illicit fantasy. Would I be able to handle this hot lady? 

The first number was a fast one. It gave me a chance to really scrutinize and admire her beautiful body. As she swayed gracefully to the beat of the music, I longed to get my hands on her sensual curves.

The next number, a slow one, gave me the first chance to touch and feel her divine body. It also gave us a chance to talk.

"Do you come here often?" I asked her.

"No," she replied, "this is my first time here."

"You look very confident. Do you go out often with other men?" 

"No, I've never been out with any guy other than my husband ever since we got married. Your wife encouraged me to meet you. I'm sure she's explained the whole thing to you." 

"What about your husband?" I asked, "He's supposed to be with my wife tonight. Don't you mind letting your husband spend the night with another woman?"

"Why should I mind? I'm the one who got your wife interested in him in the first place. I don't know what your wife's exact plans are, but she seems determined to go all the way with him. She'll probably take him back to your house. She told me that she was going to send the kids over to their granny's for the weekend. I don't mind my husband having some fun with her -- as long as I can have some fun with you. And I can tell you that right now I'm feeling real horny."

"Was your husband looking forward to being with my wife?"

"Of course, why should he not want to take advantage of an opportunity to savor the intimate delights of another man's wife? By now he must already be holding her in his arms. I don't know about you, but the very thought of my husband having sex with another woman fills me up with very mixed-up feelings."

A strange feeling gushed through my body as I tried to imagine my wife in this new situation. It was a feeling tinged with a bit of jealousy and apprehension and a tremendous amount of excitement. Tonight my wife was going to realize her ultimate fantasy, and I was being rewarded in return with this lovely lady who was now in my arms. 

Our third dance was also a slow one. By then we were already holding on to each other very tightly. I could feel her breasts squeezed against my chest, and my hips were pressing firmly against hers. She would definitely have felt the bulge in my crotch probing into her lower abdomen. But she gave no indication that she was bothered by it.

Then I tilted my face towards hers and approached her mouth for the first time. And her lips willingly received mine in a deep passionate kiss. Like two long-lost lovers. I let my hands wander freely over the back of her body, while she held on tightly with her arms wrapped over my shoulders. By now I was hardly moving to the music, though I did occasionally feel the gentle sway of her hips.

"You said that you're feeling horny?" I whispered in her ear.

"Yessss ... " she purred sexily, "And I think I'm beginning to fall in love with you."

"Do you feel like making love?" I asked.

"Mmmmm ... yeah ... of course ... " she murmured and brought her lips to touch mine again. 

We were not dancing any more. We just stood on the dance floor sharing a long deep kiss, our bodies stuck together in total surrender to this new love. This was a new phase in my life and I was looking forward to the excitement it promised.

"Let's go to my place," she whispered as the number came to a close, "I can see that you are ready for some real action." 

"Did you drive here?" I asked.

"No, I took a cab."

As we left the dance floor I could not help noticing the looks of envy on the faces of her young admirers. The guy who had earlier danced with Carol was nowhere to be seen. She told me that he was nineteen and very inexperienced with girls. He had obviously decided to call it a night after his embarrassing experience on the dance floor. 

"You've broken quite a few hearts tonight," I joked as I helped her to her seat.

"I would have loved to quench their youthful passions, but I've got some very good company for now. Tonight I'm reserving myself just for you, lover boy," she responded, trying to live up to her slutty image.

"I'm sure those young brats would have loved to stuff their meat up your pussy," I commented, pinching her cheek gently between by thumb and forefinger.

"Tonight I'll leave that task to you," she said with a naughty smile on her lovely face.

I excused myself briefly to go to the washroom, and took the opportunity to give a quick call to my wife.

"Hi darling." I said, "How are things with my hot and horny wife tonight?"

"Fantastic! Couldn't be better!" she responded, "I'm having a great time."

"Has your dream guy screwed you yet?" I asked, knowing that illicit sex was the ultimate objective of my wife's night out.

"Oh, come on, not so fast," she replied, "We just finished dancing. Alan was already having such a big tent in his pants on the dance floor. If that is anything to go by, I think I'm going to have it real good tonight. I think I'll take him home and let him ravage my chastity on our marriage bed. You don't mind that, do you?"

"Oh no, I don't mind it at all," I reassured her, "Do whatever it takes to quench your wildest passions. What better way than to be taken by your lover on your very own marriage bed?"

"How are things with you?" my wife enquired. 

"The going's good," I replied, "I didn't know that your friend was such a sizzling bomb. I think I'll just follow her back to her place and let things happen. Please take care."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. You take care too. I love you."

"I love you too and I want you to be happy. Bye."

"Bye."

I felt much better after talking to my wife. She seemed to be really excited about the whole thing. I hoped that her lover would not let her down. And I must admit that I was no less excited about my upcoming session with Carol.

As I returned to the bar area, I noticed that Carol had unfastened a zip on the left side of her dress to create a spectacular slit extending all the way up to her waist. Wow, I thought to myself, this girl really wants to show off her fantastic body. "Let's go," I said, wrapping my arm around her small waist, "Let's go to your place and get to know each other better." 

As we left, the barman gave me a thumbs-up.

"You're great," he quipped, "She's a hot one." 

I winked at him and tightened my hold around her waist.

As we took a slow drive to her place, she related to me how she and my wife had been enjoying their secret fantasies and how they had been encouraging each other. She told me that Tina was really crazy about Alan and that her mind was always preoccupied with fantasies about sex with Alan.

"Your wife is going to have the time of her life tonight," she declared, "My husband is going to make sure of that."

As I pulled into the driveway I thought of my wife. I wondered if she was already on the way home with her lover. 

I parked the car in the porch and turned towards the woman who was going to be my love partner for tonight. We kissed briefly and then got out of the car.



C'mon, Let's Spice It Up Ch. 05



My wife Tina had set me up with her friend Carol while she got to fulfill her fantasy of making out with Carol's husband Alan.

After meeting my date at the Paradise Lounge, I had followed her back to her house. We got out of the car and Carol wasted no time in unlocking the front door of her house.

Entering the house I noticed that it was quite a cozy place and furnished in good taste. A small table lamp lit the living room from a distant corner, creating a very romantic atmosphere in the house. 

Carol locked the door behind us and we stood facing each other, my hands holding her by her waist while hers rested on my shoulders. 

My lips approached hers and she pouted her mouth to receive them. She crushed her mouth against mine and our tongues met in a duel of illicit passion.

After a long deep kiss we stood in a tight embrace, gazing into each others eyes.

"Let's go upstairs, darling," she suggested with a seductive look on her face, "Tonight I want to loosen the bonds of my marriage. Tonight I want to forget that I'm married. Tonight I want to be all yours. I want you to take me as your woman ... And I want you to take me on my marriage bed."

"I can't wait to make you all mine," I whispered back, "Tonight you belong to me and only me." 

"Do what you feel like doing with me tonight, darling," Carol was really turned on, "Use me as you wish ... Use me as your toy ... Use me as your fuck meat for tonight."

Carol took my hand and led me up the stairs. 

"Here we are," she muttered, almost to herself, as we entered the dimly lit master bedroom, "I can't wait to get into bed with you. I can't wait to get this new relationship consummated. I can't wait to have you between my legs."

We collapsed onto the bed together, and immediately my lips sought hers. We kissed passionately like we had never kissed before, opening our mouths to let our tongues meet. I explored the sweet recesses of her mouth and sucked gently on her tongue.

My hands kneaded her breasts through the soft material of her dress. She had average-sized but firm breasts and I longed to get them out of her clothes. 

"My husband loves to suck my breasts," she said, gasping for breath, "I can imagine how he must be working on your wife She's going to have really sore milk bags before the night is over."

I could not imagine another man having full access to my wife's private bodily assets. But that was what she wanted and, looking at Carol lying under me, I had no regrets whatsoever about letting my wife have her way with Alan. Tina had been fantasizing a sexual relationship with Alan, and now she would get to fulfill that relationship. 

We rolled over so that Carol now lay on top of me. I undid the knot of her halter dress at the back of her neck. Then I took her by her shoulders and gently pushed her up into an upright position, straddling my stomach. Her dress slipped down and off her chest, and I reached for the hook at the back of her bra. It did not take me long to unfasten it, allowing her wonderful breasts to spring free. I eased the bra straps off her shoulders and she removed the bra, depositing it on the floor next to the bed. 

I stared at Carol's bare tits dangling seductively before my eyes. Occasionally my mind would change channels and I would get flashes of my wife's breasts being offered to her new lover. 

I looked at Carol in the soft light and tried to focus my mind fully on this woman who was now all mine for the taking. I grabbed her full breasts impatiently and squeezed and massaged them rather violently, making her wince in painful pleasure. Then I pulled her down to lick and kiss her magnificent boobs before plugging my mouth over her erect nipple. Now I began to suck on her like a hungry infant.

Carol let out a subdued scream of pleasure and pain. "Oooooh ... " she cried, "That feels so good ... suck me harder ... suck me dry ... suck me the way you want my husband to suck your wife ... "

"You think only your husband knows how to suck breasts?" I growled, as I shifted my mouth to the other nipple, "I'll show what I can do with your boobs, and the rest of your voluptuous body."

Carol's frequent references to Alan and Tina were having a strange effect on me. Visions of my wife with another man were arousing a rather wild side of my sexual desire. Maybe that was what Carol really wanted -- some really wild sex.

I suckled hard on her nipples, sinking my teeth into her areoles, while kneading her breasts vigorously with my hands. 

"Let's see what else you have hidden under your clothes," I was beginning to sound and act a little harsh as I tossed her sideways onto the bed. Her little dress still clung around her waist and hips. I got onto my knees and caught hold of the dress, easing it down her rounded hips. I let out a soft gasp when I suddenly caught sight of her naked crotch. She wasn't wearing any panties. I was in a daze as I pulled her dress down to her thighs. Carol helped to get the skimpy dress down and off her long legs, leaving her completely naked.

"You mean you were not wearing any panties all the time?" I asked.

"It's more comfortable," she replied with a devilish sort of smile, "And more convenient."

"You ARE a beautiful bitch," I continued to lovingly taunt her, "Am I glad to have you for the night ... "

"Then fuck me like you would fuck a bitch," Carol seemed to be going along with my rough tone, "Give it to me like the dog gives it to the bitch ..."

I unbuttoned my shirt and Carol helped to get it off my back. Then she unzipped my pants and pulled them down my legs. She grabbed at my hard cock straining against the material of my underwear.

"Aha ..." she teased me, as she pinched the elastic top of my underwear and pulled it down to expose my cock, "Looks like my lover boy is all ready to do his job."

Before I knew it Carol had enveloped the head of my penis with her mouth and was easing my underwear down my thighs. Then she let my cock out of her mouth for just a moment. "My husband simply loves this," she said before slipping my hard monster into her mouth again.

She worked on my cock like an expert, taking the full length of the shaft into the depths of her oral cavity. I could feel her lips wrapped firmly around the base of my penis as she applied a gentle rhythmic suction that sent waves of tingling sensations rushing up my spine.

With my eyes closed I tried to picture my wife with Alan's cock stuffed up her throat. That sent a shiver of excitement gushing through my whole body and magnified the wild sensations that were being generated by Carol sucking on my cock. 

After what seemed like a very long time my lover moved up to lie facing me. "My husband must be getting the same treatment from your wife," she tried to remind me, "I'm sure your wife must be really enjoying his cock."

That sent a another chill through my spine, and I could feel my cock pulsating as I thought of my wife.

"I'm sure she must be completely naked by now," Carol continued, "I'm sure she must also be wanting to be fucked like a bitch by someone who's not her husband." 

Now Carol moved herself up until she was squatting over my face. I stared at Carol's naked genitals positioned over my face, but what I saw were visions of my wife's hot pussy hovering over Alan's face. The excitement was becoming too much for me. 

I caught hold of Carol by her thighs and adjusted her bottom so that my tongue could get at her vulva. Then I got to work on those glorious labial folds, savoring the illicit taste of her sizzling sex. Her pussy was simply delicious.

With my mouth firmly plugged over her vaginal opening, I let Carol topple over onto the soft bed. Soon I was licking and sucking on her clitoris while she lay writhing helplessly on her back. She began to moan in pleasure, and then, as I continued to work on her sensitive love button, she suddenly let out a shrill cry and went into an orgasmic spasm.

"Ohhhhh ... " she cried, "Darling, you are fantastic ... I love you, darling."

I moved my lips over her pubic thatch, delighting in her sexual odor along the way. As I moved up over her flat tummy I admired how she had maintained her body. Reaching her magnificent breasts, I suckled on her taut nipples and bit rather firmly into the succulent tissue of her boobs.

When my lips finally reached hers, I clamped my mouth against hers and positioned myself between her parted legs.

After a long kiss, I moved my face back a little and looked into her dreamy eyes. "You ready for the grand finale?" I asked softly, "You ready to be fucked? You ready to be filled with my sperm?"

"Yesss ... " she murmured dreamily, "Please fill me up with your juices. Please fill me up with your adulterous sperm."

"Do you love me?" I asked her. 

"Yes ... " she responded without any hesitation, "I love you, darling ... At this moment I love you more than I love any other person ... I need you inside me ... I need your cock inside me ... please ... "

"I'm not your husband," I continued to torment her, "Do you love me more than you love your husband?"

"Yes ... " she replied, "Right now I love you more than I love my husband. Right now you are my man and I belong only to you. Right now I need you and only you." Her legs were wide apart in full consent for the illicit fuck. 

As I positioned the tip of my cock at her love slit, she raised her hips up shamelessly to receive me. She guided my tool to the entrance of her glistening wet pussy. With one single thrust I penetrated her, driving my cock all the way into the depths of her vagina. She let out a low moan and tightly pressed her pelvis up against mine.

As I felt her warmth engulf me, I was suddenly overcome by the vision of my wife's chastity being violated by another man. But that only served to arouse my lust to even greater heights. My cock throbbed in excitement as I buried the shaft deep inside my lovely slut. We were now finally bound in coital unity, my cock enveloped by her warm and wet pussy.

She screamed as I pulled back and slammed into her again with even more force. I was going to give her a sample of some real good sex, like she had never got from her husband.

Then I began to pump in and out of her, and she screamed ecstatically with each stabbing thrust. I groaned as I enjoyed the feel of her tight vagina massaging the full length of my cock sliding back and forth inside her. 

I could feel Carol's pelvic tissues tightening around my swollen member, and her thighs gripped my waist as she was finally overcome by a powerful climax. 

"Ohhhhh ... " she moaned, her body writhing and squirming under me, "Ohhhh my god ... "

At about the same time I felt a strong spasm gripping the whole length of my body, and I began to rock and jerk uncontrollably as I shot my hot fertile fluids into her womb. The thick sperm spurted strongly into her depths, releasing the pent-up passions in my groins.

As I fired round after round of cum into the deep recesses of her cunt, I gloated in the glory of having sexually conquered another man's woman. Alan's wife was at this moment all mine. My cock was embedded deep inside her and her womb was overflowing with my seminal fluids.

We continued to groan and pump furiously, relishing every moment of our illicit extramarital coital union, squirming together until we were fully spent. 

When I finally collapsed onto her, I heard her soft voice, "Oh, darling, that was really great ... it was really fantastic ... having your big cock inside me ... and now having your fertile seed inside me ... I love you, darling ... I really love you ... "

I kissed her tenderly. "I love you too," I whispered, "You were simply wonderful. You were just great." 

We lay together in a tight embrace, exchanging gentle caresses and soft sweet kisses. It felt really great to have Carol's naked body pressing against mine.

It was just past 3 o'clock in the morning when I took leave. I slipped on my clothes and kissed Carol passionately as she lay naked on the bed.

"Bye," I said to her, "Your husband should be coming back soon."

"Bye," she responded, "Just switch off the lights, and please shut the front door as you leave. It gets locked automatically. My husband has the key."

I drove around town for a while to allow time for Alan to leave my house. I didn't really fancy meeting a guy who had just finished fucking my wife. 

Then I decided to give a call to my wife on her mobile phone.

"Hi darling, he's gone?" I asked.

"Yeah," my wife mumbled, sounding quite lost for energy, "He just left."

"Okay, I'll be back shortly," I said and headed for home.

While parking the car I noticed that the house was in total darkness. I unlocked the front door and entered. As I closed the door behind me, I felt like an intruder. My wife had just spent the night with her lover. Now she must be lying in bed with his juices oozing out of her vagina.

I crept upstairs, opened the bedroom door and stepped inside. In the darkness I could just make out the silhouette of my wife's naked body lying sprawled on her side on the bed. I got out of my clothes and slipped into bed right next to her.

The smell of sex was very strong indeed. There was no doubt that my wife had got her fair share of illicit love. The ruffled state of the beddings was evidence of a fairly vigorous encounter. 

Tina stirred in her sleep as I got very close to her and wrapped my arm around her waist from the back. When I began to caress the nape of her slender neck with my lips, she let out a soft sleepy murmur.

While I continued to kiss her neck I moved my hand down to her smooth thighs. The crusted cum clinging to her inner thighs betrayed her marital infidelity. Shifting my hand to her vaginal opening I felt the thick seminal fluids still oozing out of her beautiful body. Her pubic hair was matted with dry cum. My wife had ultimately surrendered to the lingering lust that had been haunting her mind for so long.

My hand wandered lazily up her flat abdomen to her chest. As I cupped her breast, Tina turned around slightly so that she now lay on her back. Her eyes were still closed. I kissed her on the cheek and she turned her face towards me to let my lips meet hers.

Then she turned her body towards me and spoke with a slight slur, very softly, as if she were speaking in her sleep.

"Thank you, dear ... thank you very much ... thanks for being so loving and so understanding ... " 

"Did he give you the love that you were yearning for? Did he live up to your expectations?" I asked.

"He was very loving, and I love him even more now. He really gave me the best fuck of my life."

Not long after that we were in deep slumber, holding each other in tight embrace.

It was about 8 in the morning when I got out of bed to go to the bathroom. The sunlight was already filtering in through the curtains. Tina was still fast asleep. She looked absolutely ravishing as she lay in her naked splendor among the sheets.

A little later, as I emerged from the bathroom and made my way back to the bed, I caught a glimpse of CAROL'S DARK BROWN HAIRPIECE lying on the side-table. I also noticed CAROL'S LITTLE BLACK DRESS still lying ruffled, together with her bra, on the floor next to the bed.

I crept into bed next to Tina and lay on my back, pondering over the events of the previous night. I glanced at my wife and felt so glad to be married to her.

It seemed so long before my lovely wife woke up and cuddled up close to me. She broke out into the sweetest smile and wrapped her arm around me. 

"Hi, lover boy," she said, "Good morning."

Without giving me a chance to reply, she brought her lips to meet mine. It was a long, soft kiss filled with lots of love and passion.

"Let's go down and have some breakfast," she whispered, reluctantly breaking contact with my lips.

Over the next few days it became obvious that a completely new kind of relationship had blossomed between Tina and myself. We were no longer taking each other for granted. We seemed to be taking every opportunity to show our affection and love for each other. We began to give each other's needs more priority over all the other daily chores. And most important of all, we began to take the trouble to share our deeper thoughts and inner feelings with each other.

One week later, on Saturday afternoon, Tina and I sat on the sofa munching tidbits, sipping vodka and watching TV. 

"Did you like Carol?" Tina suddenly asked out of the blue.

"Yeah," I replied, the answer just spurting out of my mouth without a second thought, "I love her."

"Would you be happy married to her?"

"I'm not really sure about that, but she makes a fantastic girl friend."

"So you want to continue your relationship with her?"

"Of course, I'd love to."

Tina went to the kitchen to top up the tidbits. When she came back she sat closer to me.

"How was that guy you were dancing with that night?" I asked rather casually.

"Oh, you mean Paul? He's just a kid. Nineteen plus. In college. He was just too excited. Not much experience with girls. Nice chap though."

"He seemed quite keen to make out with you. He tried desperately to kiss you on your lips. Why didn't you let him?"

"I almost did. But I didn't want to ruin the evening. I wasn't sure how you would react. I was afraid you might not like it."

"But you did let him get real close. His body was almost glued to yours."

"Well, that's how Carol is. Sometimes she loves to get away from all those inhibitions." 

"And he had his hands blatantly groping that ass of yours, even having the cheek to pull up your dress to fondle your bare bottom."

"I guess I did let him go a little too far. But then, I'm only human, you know. Maybe I just wanted him to touch me somewhere a little more private."

"And you weren't wearing any panties."

Tina burst out laughing. She seemed very amused. "Of course I wasn't wearing any panties. You should have noticed that when I unzipped the slit on my dress at the lounge. We want to add some spice in our lives, don't we?"

"Did Paul know that you didn't have any panties on?"

"He only realized it when he dug his fingers into my rear. Before that he thought I was wearing a thong"

"He seemed really turned on. The way he was grinding his crotch against you I thought he might just lay you on the dance floor and stuff his meat up your cunt."

"That would have been fun. Having a virile young cock inside me, and having some hot teenage sperm spurting up my cunt."

Throughout our married life my wife had projected an image of absolute chastity and had never used such explicit language while conversing with me. I liked the new Tina. And I wanted to know more about what was going on in that mischievous brain of hers.

"And what kind of crazy stuff were you trying to lecture him on?" I asked, "You were whispering something or other into his ear almost non-stop while dancing with him."

"Oh, now when I look back, I think I was just being cruel. Tormenting him with sexual innuendos. Lots of suggestive talk. Painting erotic fantasies in his naive mind. I think it was just too cruel of me."

"What exactly did you say to him?"

"I told him that I was a virgin ... "

"And he believed you?" I interjected.

"Not only did he believe me, he was so excited about it. I don't know why. Maybe he had the notion that virgins were just waiting to be screwed."

"So my wife was a virgin slut on the dance floor. What happened then?"

"I told him that I would love to lose my virginity to a stud like him. That really turned him on. I could feel his bulge getting bigger and firmer. That's when he first tried to kiss me on my lips."

"You should have let him."

"Maybe I should have. It would have been a good experience for me too. Tasting the innocent lips of a young stranger."




C'mon, Let's Spice It Up Ch. 05



"Looks like you were just as excited as him."

"Well, I did get turned on. It was only natural. I was getting really very wet down there. After all, he was a full-fledged hot-blooded male with an enormous chunk of meat which he could use on me. What about you? How did you feel watching your wife being pawed and groped by a total stranger?" 

"I would have loved to see you lock lips with him. I know it was a completely new kind of situation for you and you were afraid of offending me. But I would have loved to see more physical response from you. I must admit that I found the whole episode very arousing. In fact I was having a hard-on myself as I watched your antics on the dance floor."

"I'm glad you appreciate the other side of your wife. Would you like to see more of the slutty side of her?"

"That would be great. But first tell me what happened to your young admirer. How come he made such a quick exit?"

"Oh, you know how these teenagers are. They get very excited very fast, and then they can't control themselves."

"I can't blame him, when he's got such a gorgeous hot slut in his arms."

"I caressed the nape of his neck and whispered into his ear that I wanted his big cock in my virgin cunt. He was electrified. He began to grind himself so vigorously against my tummy, I thought he would tear my dress. But I was also looking for some excitement and fun. So I asked him if I could give him a blow job first. I told him that he could shoot all his pent-up juices down my throat."

"You really know how to torture a guy."

"What torture? He was in utter ecstasy. He tried to kiss my lips again, poor guy. And the next thing I knew he went into a sort of spasm and I had this strange damp feeling over my tummy. I knew that he had dumped his load in his pants, poor guy. He suddenly went limp and clung on to me for dear life. I told him it was okay. I didn't want to embarrass him, so I led him towards the washrooms and told him to go clean up the mess." . 

"How considerate," I commented, putting my arm around Tina and pulling her closer to me, "Did your young friend haunt you over the last one week? Did you think about him? Had any special thoughts about him?"

"Well, I did wonder what it would have been like if you were not there. Maybe I would have made out with him. Can you imagine me getting fucked by a teenager?"

I turned towards Tina and brought my lips close to hers.

"Yes, I can imagine that," I whispered, before clamping my lips over her mouth. 

"Hey, what's this?" Tina asked, as our lips separated after the kiss. Her hand was gently palpating the enormous bulge over my crotch,

"You want your teenage hunk to give you a good fuck? You want to be his whore?"

"At the moment I can't ask for anything more. I would love to be his whore"

"Well, what are we waiting for. He's all ready to give you a good fuck, right now," I said, "Let's go upstairs."

As I led her up the stairs, I knew that my wife was game for a lot more than I had ever dared to imagine, and that many more interesting and exciting sexual escapades were now a real possibility. There was definitely going to be a lot more fire and spice in our marriage in the days to come.



C'mon, Let's Spice It Up Ch. 06



Over the past few weeks, ever since I discovered that my wife Tina was indulging in erotic fantasies and self gratification, our marriage seemed to have taken an exciting new twist and turned into a sexual roller-coaster ride. 

Our latest escapade, which had been intricately planned and arranged by Tina, got us embroiled in a pleasurable experiment replete with illicit fantasies and elaborate role play. And, as a fringe benefit, my wife even took advantage of an unexpected opportunity to get physically familiar with a total stranger - a young stud by the name of Paul - on the dance floor. 

Now, one week after the latest adventure, Tina and I had shared our thoughts and feelings about her encounter with Paul, and she had expressed tremendous excitement about the prospect of her making out with him. 

As we made our way up the stairs, I asked Tina how she felt about her upcoming meeting with her latest dream guy.

"I can't wait to be taken by him," she confessed, talking very slowly, "It's been building up, and now it's become unbearable. I want it even more badly now, darling, knowing that I have your full support." 

When we reached the landing at the top of the staircase, we stood facing each other for a while. Tina looked beautiful, and she looked so innocent and helpless, like a sacrificial lamb resigned to its fate.

"You're going to be a whore for a nineteen-year old kid," I taunted her, as I took hold of her long teeshirt by its hem and pulled it up and off over her head. She wasn't wearing anything underneath. "You're going to be his naked whore."

Tina was startled at being unexpectedly disrobed and instinctively moved one hand down to cover her naked crotch, while her other hand tried to cover her breasts. 

"Skip your little act of modesty. It's a little too late for that. Your young friend is going to have every part of you. No point trying to hide anything now. Just wait here while I check to see if he's ready."

I headed for our bedroom door, bringing her teeshirt along, leaving her standing stark naked in the corridor. 

Once inside the room, I opened my briefcase and took out the extra large dildo that I had picked up from the neighborhood sex shop. It felt very fleshy to the touch, just like the real thing. I placed the dildo on the bedside table. Then I took a soft scarf from the wardrobe drawer and brought it along with me.

As I walked out through the door, I turned to look back into the room and said, "Relax, dude, she's going to be all your's. I want you to give it to her real good."

My wife stood faithfully exactly where I had left her. She was still trying to act coy, her hands placed over strategic areas to safeguard her modesty. But she looked somewhat puzzled about what was going on. 

"I'm feeling nervous," she said as I approached her, "He's so young and full of lust. I hope he doesn't hurt me."

"Don't worry," I reassured her, "You should be able to handle him."

"What's that for?" she asked, looking at me folding the scarf into a narrow band.

"A blindfold. To cover your eyes. I want you to enjoy all that your young lover has to offer, but I don't want you to see him. It will be purely physical sex."

"Oh?" she murmured, turning around to let me tie the scarf over her eyes.

"Feels comfortable?" I asked.

"Yeah, it's fine," she responded, as I took her hand and led her towards the room. 

Entering the bedroom, I helped Tina get to the bed. She sat on the edge of the bed, looking quite lost.

"Okay darling, I'll leave you now with your lover. He'll take care of you," I said to Tina, gently rubbing her on her shoulder, "I'll be downstairs catching up on some reading."

Then, after a little pause, with my hand still resting reassuringly on her shoulder, I said, "Okay, dude, she's all yours. She's my wife, but now she's gonna be your woman. And while she's yours, give her all you have."

I took my hand off her shoulder and went to the door. As I slammed it shut, I heard my wife exclaim, "Oh my god ... "

I walked slowly back towards the bed. Along the way I picked up the dildo from the bedside table. 

"Paul?" she whispered, "Is that you, Paul?"

"Yes," I answered, very softly.

"Has my husband left the room, Paul?" she asked.

"Yes," I replied.

I sat down beside her on the edge of the bed, placing the dildo just next to me on the bed.

"Paul," she whispered, "You know how much I've been thinking of you? You know how much I've been longing and yearning for you?"

I stretched my hand out to take her hand in mine and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"Oh, Paul," she said, turning towards me, "Put your arm around me, Paul. Put your arm around my naked body. Hold me, Paul. I want you to hold me." 

Still holding her hand in mine, I wrapped my other arm around her waist and pulled her closer to me.

"It feels so nice, Paul," Tina whispered, "It feels so nice to be in your arms. I really missed you, Paul. I really wanted to be yours that night. Kiss me, Paul, kiss me on my lips. I know you wanted to kiss me that night. I'm sorry I didn't let you. Kiss me now, Paul. My lips are all yours." 

I brought my lips to meet hers, and she received them passionately. We kissed long, and we kissed deep, I probed the sweet recesses of her mouth with my tongue, and she let her tongue wrestle with mine.

"Oh, Paul," she murmured, as my lips finally parted from hers, "I love your young lips. You kiss so well."

Now Tina let her arm creep over my shoulder and around the back of my neck. My own arm tightened its hold around her slender waist. I felt very excited playing out this fantasy of my wife's encounter with her young friend. My crotch was already beginning to ache from the strong erection that was gripping me.

Tina let one hand wander to the bulge in my pants. She gave my cock a little squeeze through the material of my pants.

"Oh my god," she exclaimed, "You are already so big and hard. This is the same monster that was pressing against my tummy that night. Why don't you take off your clothes, Paul? I want you to be naked like me."

It didn't take me long to get out of my clothes. Then I picked up the large dildo and held it in front of my lower abdomen.

Now Tina's hands began to explore my body, feeling my naked chest and abdomen. As her hand moved lower down, I let her get hold of the dildo. She was startled by the very size of it.

"Paul!" she exclaimed, "You are so huge! You're so much bigger than my husband!"

Tina bent forward to take the dildo in her mouth. I thought that she would choke when she shoved a substantial amount of the dummy male flesh into the depths of her oral cavity. Then, withdrawing it from her mouth, she began to lick the head and then the shaft right down to the balls.

"Fuck me in my mouth, Paul," she begged, as she lay back on the bed, "Fuck me with that big cock of yours."

I got onto the bed, straddling her chest. She brought her hands up to hold me at my hips. I grabbed the dildo from her, brought it to her mouth and let it probe between her closed lips. 

"Open your mouth, honey," I ordered, "Let me fill your mouth with my cock. Let me give you a good fuck in your mouth."

As soon as her lips parted, I shoved the rubber cock into her mouth. She gasped at the suddenness of the intrusion. 

"Let me show you what a real cock is," I said, as I moved the shaft back and forth, in and out of her wide-open mouth. I was surprise by the amount she could take in her mouth. Only once did she gag slightly when I pushed the tool a little too deep into her throat. 

After a while I handed the dildo to Tina to let her play with it at her own pace. In the meantime I shifted my attention to her breasts, giving them a good massage before taking them with my mouth.

"Suck them, baby," I heard her say, "Suck all the milk out of them. They are all yours, baby."

I worked on her breasts one by one - sucking, kissing, licking, nibbling and biting - till Tina was in a state of ecstasy. She winced and screamed in pleasure and pain as I gave her boobs all I could. 

"I'm not going to let you off so easy today," I told her, as I took the dildo back from her and placed it between her milk bags, "I want you to give my cock a good massage with your lovely boobs."

Tina placed her palms on the sides of her breasts and pressed them together, squeezing the artificial cock between them. Then she began to knead her breasts vigorously while maintaining pressure on the dildo. I moved the dildo rhythmically back and forth along its axis.

"How does it feel, Paul?" she asked, "How does it feel to have your cock roasted between my boobs?"

"It feels real good, darling," I said, "But I don't want a repeat embarrassment of that night. I want to deposit my sperm in the right place and at the right time."

Then Tina took hold of the toy and began to rub it over her breasts, and I decided that it was time for me to move down south. I brought my lips down onto the upper part of Tina's tummy and traced a trail of kisses down to and around her belly button. Then I moved my lips further down to the area just above her tuft of pubic hair. 

As I kissed and licked her smooth abdomen, I began to stroke the inner side of her white thighs. Tina shivered in excitement when my hand found her very wet pussy. Two of my fingers separated her pussy lips and slipped into her well-lubricated vagina.

"You are really wet, aren't you?" I commented.

"You are the one who's making me wet," she retorted, "You really know how to touch a woman. And I thought I would have to teach you. Where did you learn how to play such games?"

"Oh, I have a sister, two years older - sometimes we just play around with each other, that's all. She's quite experienced in this game."

Now I took the toy cock from Tina. I looked at it briefly. It was really big and I wondered if it would fit in her vagina.

"You want my big cock inside your pussy?" I asked.

"Oh Paul, please..." she murmured, "My pussy is longing for your cock."

To emphasize her point, Tina spread her legs even wider apart in total surrender. I aligned the head of the rubber dick to the opening between her sex lips and applied a little pressure. I didn't want to hurt her. As the head sank into her opening, her tissues stretch tightly around the toy.

"Slowly, Paul, slowly, please ... you are so big ... give it to me, Paul ... give it to me all the way ... I want it all the way in ... fuck me with your big young cock ... I want your big strong cock deep inside me ..."

As the tool slipped further in, Tina arched her back and shook her head from side to side. I was afraid that she might be in pain, but she did not seem to resist the huge penetration. Once the full length of the shaft was embedded inside her, I moved up to give her a deep loving kiss on her lips.

"You told me that you were a virgin," I teased her, as my lips parted from hers, "What kind of virgin would have a husband and two kids?"

"What I meant was that I was a virgin outside my marriage. I've never had any cock inside me other than my husband's. Anyway, with your huge cock it was like getting it for the first time."

As we spoke I caught hold of the dildo and began to bang it in and out of her cunt. Her tight pussy gripped the shaft well, but the excellent lubrication facilitated smooth piston-like movement. 

As the intermittent pumping action picked up pace, Tina began to squirm and writhe uncontrollably. She gave an occasional scream of unbridled pleasure.

"Don't stop now, Paul," she begged, "Don't stop fucking me with that big cock of yours. Fuck me, darling ... fuck me, baby ... fuck my brains out ... I'm all yours ..."

My own cock was throbbing on the verge of bursting. I didn't know how much longer I could hold back my juices. 

"I'm cummmmmming!" my wife suddenly screamed, and she went into an orgasmic spasm. I pulled the dildo out of her pussy, and in a split moment I was between her legs. I plunged my stiff member into her gaping cunt and, with Tina in the throes of a violent climax, I only had to give a few strong thrusts with my pelvis before I shot my full load into her depths.

It took quite a while for the tremors gripping Tina's body to settle down, leaving her lying exhausted under me. I clamped my mouth over hers in a kiss that went on and on. She just lay there with lips parted, passively receiving all the love from my mouth. 

"That was simply great," she whispered, as I slid off her body to lie beside her, "You are so big ... you are huge ... and you poured out so much of sperm into me ... no wonder you drenched my dress on the dance floor that night ..."

"I'm only nineteen," I told her, "My balls are still loaded with plenty of young sperm. My sister jacks me off sometimes, and she says that she's never seen another guy let out so much sperm."

"You mean your sister sleeps around with more than one guy?"

"I told you she's quite experienced, didn't I? She's got one steady boyfriend, but she's got quite a few admirers, and she's quite sporting in the game of sex."

"I still cannot forget the first time you touched my bottom on the dance floor. I wanted you to move your hands even lower. I wanted you to touch me in all my intimate spots."

"I got so excited looking at you that night. I tried to imagine you without any clothes on. I never thought that I would see you naked. And I never thought that I would get a chance to give you a fuck. I just couldn't control myself anymore when you suggested that you would like to give me a blow job."

"How did my husband get to contact you?"

"He went to the washroom, right? I was still there trying to recover from my traumatic experience."

It was quite a while before I got out of bed and went into the bathroom to take a quick shower. Tina just lay sprawled naked on the bed while I put on my clothes. She looked simply irresistible and, still blindfolded, she looked very vulnerable.

"Okay, darling, " I said, as I put the dildo away into one of the side drawers, "I'll have to go now. Let's hope we'll get another chance to be together again soon."

I took Tina by her hand and helped her off the bed. Then I led her out of the bedroom, still naked and blindfolded, and took her downstairs to the living room..

"Here's your lovely wife, Tom," I announced, as I helped her settle onto the sofa, "You are a very lucky man to have her as your wife."

I bent down to give Tina a gentle kiss on her lips. "Bye, darling," I said to her, "Take care and don't forget, I love you very much."

Then I marched to the front door, opened it, and slammed it shut again before making my way back to Tina. I undid the knot at the back of her head and took off her blindfold.

"Hi," I greeted her, "You're looking great."

Tina gave a broad smile. She looked a little dazed after being blindfolded for so long.

"I'm feeling great," she said, taking my hand and pulling me down onto the sofa. She wrapped her arms around the back of my neck and gave me an incredibly passionate kiss on my lips. I was left gasping for breath as she kept grinding her mouth against mine in appreciation of my role in her sexually rejuvenating experience. 



C'mon, Let's Spice It Up Ch. 07



I have been receiving a continuous flow of e-mails from readers regarding the stories that I have been writing in this series. Some have commented favorably and offered constructive advice while others have preferred to make discouraging and derogatory remarks. I always try to reply to those who provide their contact e-mail.

One of the e-mails I received read as follows:

You have a fantastic imagination and can write well. I hope you are not discouraged by the crude comments of some of the other readers. I look forward to more of your contributions. I hope you enjoy getting other couples aroused because that's what your stories did for my wife and me. (morris40 at Literotica) 

I responded:

Thanks. Your comments have been very encouraging. I've been a little preoccupied with my work, but I'll continue with my series. I'm glad that you and your wife were aroused by my writing. You may be interested to know that these 'stories' are true episodes from our married life. Things can become really exciting when both parties in a marriage start communicating their feelings to each other. My wife and I seem to have got on the right track to keep things hot and spicy. Cheers! (loving_hubby)

Morris replied:

I appreciate your replying to my email. My stories are mostly fictional, but the characters and the descriptions are based on experiences that were a lot of fun at the time. This is not to say that my experiences are over. I suspect that my wife and I both still have some fantasies to explore. My wife and I have our relationship well-grounded in a wide range of shared interests and a strong commitment to our children. Like many readers of Literotica, I am proud of my wife's sexuality and know that she will bring the excitement back to our relationship again and again. Many couples can say that they were introduced by friends. I met the woman who would become my wife when I walked in on my roommate having sex with his date. My wife and I still get a good laugh – and then get hot – when we recall those events. Of course, we had to make up another story of our first meeting for our parents and more conservative friends. I wish I had been there with you watching your wife seduce that young man at the nightclub. I'll wait patiently for your next story. (Morris40)

I showed the above e-mail to my wife Tina, and she was very excited by the fact that Morris had first met his wife while she was enjoying such an intimate moment of passion with another guy's cock embedded inside her.

"They must be quite a couple," she commented, "I would have died of embarrassment in such a situation."

"I'm sure I too would have still married you if I had met you under such compromising circumstances," I said to Tina with a sly smirk on my face.

"Are you sure?" she mumbled almost to herself as she appeared to become submerged in deep thought.

I could imagine how my wife's mind must have gone into high gear with all kinds of wild and naughty ideas. She had never experienced sex with another man, so the fact that other women could be so free in their relationships must have created turmoil in her supposedly innocent head. 

"Let's get into bed," I suggested, knowing that I was only saying what was already on her mind. Looking at her I could tell that she was helplessly in need of some wild sex.

As we got into our bedroom Tina appeared to be in a state of trance. "She was actually fucking another guy when her husband first met her?" she asked, as if trying to imagine such a situation.

"Can you picture yourself in bed with another man, your legs wide apart, and his big cock plunging in and out of you?" I asked her, "And then he fires his full load of fertile sperm into your unprotected womb."

Tina was quiet as she got out of her clothes.

"And then, as you lie in his arms, completely drained by your orgasm, you open your eyes to see me standing at the doorway," I continued as I stripped myself naked.

It felt so beautiful to have her naked body pressing against mine, especially after imagining the possibility of her having been fucked by another man. I let my hands roam all over her chaste body. When my hand reached her dripping wet pussy, I could not help thinking to myself that my wife deserved more than just one cock to satisfy her voracious carnal needs. 

As we lay in each other's arms after making love, I thought about Morris and his wife, and a rather wicked idea crystallized in my mind.

The next morning I sent an e-mail to Morris: 

Thanks for your very interesting e-mail. I showed it to my wife Tina and she was especially turned on by the circumstances under which you first met your wife. She started wondering what it would have been like if I had first met her in a similar situation. 

My wife was a very innocent and conservative virgin when I first met her. Over the years her sexuality seems to have blossomed, and lately she seems to have become quite obsessed with the idea of extramarital sex. If I had not realized the type of fantasies she was nurturing in her mind, I'm afraid that sooner or later she would probably have ended up in bed with another guy.

At the moment we are both enjoying this game of fantasies and role play, but sometimes I wonder if this will lead on to something similar in real life if the opportunity arises. Nowadays Tina never pretends (like she used to) that I am the only guy who has sole rights over her body. 

Considering how your e-mail turned her on and subsequently provided me with the benefit of a good sex session, I wonder if you would be willing to write the next email to my wife, using all your writing skills to arouse her and to bring out her wild and illicit sexual instinct. I will have no objections at all to the use of whatever explicit language you consider appropriate. Make verbal love to her in your own special way and let's see how she responds. 

I feel that my wife needs something more than just fantasies to let loose her pent-up lust and passion. She was so aroused by the young lad who danced with her at the nightclub. I'm sure she'll be even more dramatically turned on by the seductive words of an experienced man like you.

Thanks a lot. Cheers! 

Tom (loving_hubby)

Two days later, I found the following e-mail in my inbox: 

Tina, I thought the story that Tom posted on Literotica was a good read because the characters were believable and the emotions seemed true to life. I was attracted to that fictional Tina made of words. I am even more attracted to the real Tina made of flesh. Any woman who can create such imaginative role play with her husband has my undivided attention and respect.

I am writing as a middle aged man who loves to kayak in remote places, spends most of his time in a challenging academic environment and is committed to a woman he married nearly 30 years ago. While I can understand your desire to explore your sexuality, I do not want to do anything that would harm either your relationship or mine. Nothing can replace the love between a man and a woman who have a long history of celebrating each others accomplishments, smiling with each others happiness, and comforting each other in sadness. It's just that dinner conversation and sex after 15-30 years together is difficult to keep exciting without a little outside help.

Enlivening dinner conversation is easy. Just invite friends over. I don't feel threatened by my wife laughing harder at a friend's joke or being more fascinated with a friend's perspective on life. I still like to talk to my wife, but we are each more animated with new friends around the table, and we are more interesting to each other when we include others in our social lives.

So what about sex? Why isn't sex as easy as dinner conversation? It must be different since no one makes a big deal about extra-marital conversations, whereas extra-marital sex is looked upon as taboo. But the basic idea is the same. You would be more excited telling me a story for the first time that your husband has already heard several times before. Similarly with sex, you would be more aroused if I brushed my hand on your nylon stockings under the table than if your husband rolled over in bed late one night and cupped your naked breast in his hand. But if I had run my fingers along your bare thigh earlier that same night, then your husband's hand would have felt that much more exciting on your breast. I don't know how to explain this, but I think that it is true. 

My wife and I have discussed swinging, but I think I'm more comfortable than she is with the concept. Unlike you, my wife has had intimate experience with 6 very different men and I have felt 9 quite unique women get excited by the entry of my fleshy appendage into one or more of their warm wet openings. Different people bring different unique feelings to what is essentially the same activity. A variety of sexual experience can be exciting and I highly recommend it, provided of course that sharing sexually with others does not disrupt the other important activities of life.

Your story includes dancing at the Paradise Lounge. Perhaps we can arrange to meet at the same joint. You both know that it will happen some day. You will have extramarital sex with your husband's encouragement. Tom said as much in his last e-mail. So why not now? Why not with me?

I can picture meeting you and Tom at the Paradise Lounge on Friday night. You wear the same sexy dress that you wore while role playing in your story. People stare at the three of us. A provocatively dressed woman accompanied by two virile males is bound to invite lewd speculations about their intentions.

I dance with you. My body presses against the shiny fabric of your skimpy dress. I look down the cleavage between your breasts and lust for your body. You feel my excitement press against your belly, but I won't cum so fast - at least not yet.

You dance with your husband. You ask him if you can go back to my hotel room with me. You have made your decision. You have made your choice. You want me to be the second man to watch you in the throes of passion. Tom consents. He is as excited by your sexual awakening as you are by the anticipation of a night of sex with another man.

Tom offers to drop us off at the hotel. I put my arm possessively around your waist and pull you close to me as I talk with your husband. I explain to him that you are too hot for one man tonight. I need him to help me quench the fire of passion that burns deep inside you. I think you are ready for two men, one having his cock sucked while the other fills up your pussy.

He hesitates. I reassure him that I am not interested sexually in him. I only want to make sure that you get the most out of the encounter. You are ready for it. The anticipation of an inexhaustible supply of stiff cocks excites you - and the presence of your husband would be reassuring on this grand adventure. You look into your husband's eyes pleadingly. He smiles, and I know that the three of us will be inseparable for the rest of the evening.

My room looks out over the harbor. The lights of the city are beautiful against the blackness of the water stretching out towards the cape.

You stand between Tom and me holding our hands and looking into the night for the last time as a one-man woman. The majority of women and men, including your husband, have had multiple sexual partners. You are a little late, but you are about to join the sexual majority.

No one has said a word. We are comfortable in the silence. At last you drop my hand and put your arms around Tom's neck. You whisper, but I can hear you clearly. You tell him that you are going to kiss your new friend, and that you want his full blessings. Your husband smiles and nods his head. Then you turn to me and bring your lips up to touch mine. I appreciate the gesture. I am not your husband or even your lover, but I am more than the young man on the dance floor in your story. I will soon be taking on the role of your new lover and sharing an intimate experience with you and your husband. You are aware of this and acknowledge this with your kiss.

I put my fingers in the cleavage of your dress and feel the softness of your breasts. I hear the zipper at the back of your dress being pulled down by your husband. It's as if he is unwrapping this beautiful gift for me. Suddenly your breasts spring free of the fabric as Tom unfastens the last clasp of your bra. Your scant clothing falls away and you stand between us, naked except for your patterned stockings and high heels.

I pull my shirt over my head, slip out of my shoes and shove my pants down. I press my naked body into yours eagerly. You pull me into yourself and we kiss again with open mouths. Your skin is soft and warm as you press your breasts against my bare chest, but the tightness of your embrace hints at the strength of a tigress.

Your husband is having trouble getting his shoes off in his haste. He fumbles with a knot in the laces while his pants lie crumpled around his ankles. His shaft is hard and juts upward as he watches us mold our bodies together. He stumbles to a chair to untangle the constraints of his clothing while I lead you to the bed.

The sheets are already turned down. You slide over into the middle of the bed. The smooth fabric is cool against the bare skin of your back. You open your legs invitingly expecting to be fucked right then, but I will not be rushed. In the soft light you look beautiful lying there waiting to be pleasured. Your breasts flatten out and fall to the side but retain their splendor. Your nipples are hard and pointed, waiting to be sucked. I will leave your nipples for your husband. I have other plans.

I want to smell and taste your sexual arousal. I am a man. I have intimate knowledge of the power associated with the smell and taste of a well-washed woman's pussy spread for my delight. I push my nose between the folds of your labia. It tickles you and you shudder slightly. You have taken the first step towards an evening full of orgasms. I suck the thick folds of your outer labia into my mouth and slide my mouth slowly along the folds from top to bottom. Then I take the other labia and repeat the motion. You moan and put your hands softly on my head to encourage me. I smile to myself, relishing the intimate delicacies of another man's chaste wife.

I look up at your face. Your husband is kneeling by your head while you lick under his shaft that will ultimately carry his sticky fluid into your willing mouth.

I probe your vagina with my tongue. My tongue is much shorter than my cock, but I can trill it back and forth rapidly in your opening while you gasp at the new sensation. 

The stimulation is both too much and not enough. You push my head away from your opening and insert your fingers. I lick the back of your hand and then suck the shiny juices that coat your fingers when you offer them to me. As you masturbate, I lick the area between your pussy and the little rosebud that will lie untouched tonight in the crease of your ass cheeks.

You are close now. You throw your arms over your head and ball your fingers into tight little fists that you shake uncontrollably. I move up through your pussy, sucking and licking until your clit slips into my mouth and meets the tip of my tongue.

Your husband jerks off over your face, leaving strands of cum in your short, light brown hair. Another strand of cum lies across the bridge of your nose and runs down your cheek. You twist and writhe. The stimulus is too much as you come down from your orgasm, so you push me away as your body goes limp.

I roll you over on your side and straddle your right thigh with my knees. I hold your left leg straight up in the air. You are remarkably flexible. Your raised leg pulls your pussy apart to expose the love tunnel leading deep into your body. I position my cock at the entrance and wait for a moment as you recover. You look straight into my eyes. Your pretty face is streaked with cum and flushed with lust. Fuck me, your eyes say, and I push my cock forward to slip into you. You are wet and ready. You accept the second cock to enter you in your lifetime with a sigh of pleasure.

Tom stares at our genitals - my stiff cock and your wet pussy - now linked together in the illicit consummation of our carnal desires. I shove my cock in and out with growing rapidity and force. Tom's limp penis still drips cum. You pull him into your mouth as he quickly inflates again. Your cheeks bulge out from the pressure of his cock head. We each reach for one of your nipples which we knead and twist as you encourage us with a string of sexually charged expletives. You cum again hard just as I shoot a load of hot sperm into your quivering body. Your womb is now flooded with the fertile sperm of a man who is not your husband. 

I roll you over on your back as I slide my cock out. I see the thick sperm ooze out of your vagina. I'm limp now, but Tom is still stiff. He asks you if you liked being fucked by another cock. You smile softly. We have fulfilled our desires without any regrets.

As you wipe off a strand of cum from your cheek, your wedding ring catches the light and sparkles. You have entered a new phase of your life. You now have another man in your life. You are wearing one man's wedding ring, and you have another man's sperm flooding your womb. 

"There's no stopping now, darling," Tom yells, in utter excitement, "Oh my god! You're going to be my slut wife."

The wicked grin on your face says it all.

I am content. I have just made love to a beautiful woman and helped a young married couple to expand their relationship.

Tina, the rest of the evening is for you and Tom to imagine. I had a lot of fun thinking of you reading these words and then making love to your husband. As a favor to me, call your husband Morris as frequently as you can while making love to him tonight. Imagine that you are making love to me.

I hope to hear from both of you soon.

Your not so secret admirer,

Morris

I did not want to show Morris's e-mail to Tina right in the middle of the week. I knew the kind of effect it would have on my sexually overcharged wife. I knew that it would be tough handling her in that state during working days. 

So I suggested sending the kids over to their grandma's on Friday evening and decided to bring the e-mail to her notice that night. That would leave me with a whole weekend to enjoy the after-shocks of showing the email to Tina. 

It's difficult to describe in words how aroused my wife was as she read the e-mail. She read it out aloud and her voice became very unsteady as she reached the explicit descriptions of her seduction by Morris. 

Listening to her reading the e-mail was a mind-blowing experience for me. It was almost as if my wife was reading a secret letter from an illicit lover. And this time I knew that this letter was from a real man, not a fictitious concoction of my wife's mind.

Tina managed to read the e-mail only up to the part where Morris pushed his nose between her labial folds. After that, she was already burning in the fire of lust and passion, and I had to get to work on her. 

"I can't bear it any more!" she exclaimed, "I need his cock inside me!"

She was really hot in bed and kept calling me 'Morris'. And I played along by taking on the role of 'Morris'. We had a long session of 'illicit' sex and then drifted off to sleep. 

Later in the night – I'm not sure what time it was - she woke me up with kisses all over my face and whispered that she wanted to finish reading the e-mail.

We sat in front of the computer, both completely naked, and read the letter from the beginning to the end. Tina was absolutely out of control, and I had a raging hard-on again. We had another round of fantastic sex with my wife again repeatedly referring to me as 'Morris'. 




C'mon, Let's Spice It Up Ch. 07



Before we fell asleep I asked Tina how she felt about being fucked by her new lover. I asked her if she liked having another man's sperm inside her womb.

"Fantastic," she replied without hesitation, "And I want more of his cock." 

We stayed home the next day with Tina refusing to put on a stitch of clothing. She had never done that before. She did all her cooking in the nude. She even went out to hang up a few clothes in the backyard without covering herself up. I hoped that the neighbors would not be (or maybe I was hoping that they would be) looking out of their back window. 

She insisted that I should also get naked for lunch. So, for the first time ever, we had our lunch in the nude. 

Later in the afternoon, we read the e-mail again, and again we ended up having a good fuck, this time on an exercise mat on the front balcony. We seemed to be getting bolder. 

This time even I did not give a damn if anybody passing by were to spot us locked in coitus. In fact, the thought of being spotted in the midst of a fuck added even more excitement to the act. Throughout our married life my wife had never shown any kind of exhibitionist tendency, and I was glad that Morris's e-mail had unveiled this particular side of her character. 

That night, as we lay in bed, we finally talked about it. Tina told me that she had never experienced such heights of sexual desire before. She was especially affected by Morris's recommendation of 'a variety of sexual experience'. 

My wife had never before been spoken to in such a sexually explicit way by another man. Our previous episodes of role play were based entirely on imagination without any involvement of a third party. The young lad at Paradise Lounge had not really gone beyond satisfying his own base needs on the dance floor.

Morris was different. He was an experienced man married to an extremely seasoned and sexually liberated woman. He knew how to handle a woman, be it his own wife or another man's wife. And he had done a good job with my wife. He had actually got involved with my wife, and she was yearning for his cock. 

For the first time, Tina and I actually talked seriously about what it would be like to have an extramarital element, not just a fantasy, in our sex life. 

Morris's involvement was a step ahead for us. He was a real man, not just a fantasy, and he was actually communicating with my wife. He had actually fucked my wife on-line. 

Tina did not express any reservations about a possible extramarital linkup. But she did make it clear that she would be more comfortable opening up to someone familiar rather than a complete stranger. 

After our little heart-to-heart discussion, I was convinced that my wife was ready to be taken by another man. Her pussy was now ripe for use by someone other than her husband. 

The way Tina kept calling me 'Morris' during our sex sessions convinced me further that she was, in fact, becoming very desperate, and that it wouldn't take much more nudging to edge her into opening her legs for another man.

On Sunday morning I sent an e-mail to Morris thanking him for his assistance in priming up my wife for some 'sexual variety': 

Thank you for your email to my wife Tina. It was an excellent letter written exactly the way I wanted it. I must admit that I was really aroused imagining my wife locked in sexual intercourse with you. I experienced a really solid erection as I read your description of how you deposited your load of sperm deep inside her pussy. What made it so exciting was the fact that you were a real person actually describing your intimate act with my wife. You have now become an integral part of our new spiced-up sex life.

Tina will be writing to you soon. Let's see you give her a little more coaching in the art of sexual variety. Thanks.

Tom

On Sunday night I helped Tina write an e-mail to her new real-life lover.

Thanks Morris. That was a fantastic e-mail and a thoroughly fulfilling experience.

I must say that you are a real gentleman, and a nice and loving one. You are also a very sensible and understanding guy who knows how to put a woman at ease in a very tough situation. And you have a great tool that knows exactly what to do with a lady.

I'm not a very good writer, so I've asked my husband to edit my letter so that it sounds better but retains its content.

I attended school at an all-girls convent and only got a chance to interact with guys when I entered college. My conservative family background held me back from making any real contact with guys even in college. Tom has been my one and only sex partner.

You will have read on Literotica how our sex life had deteriorated to a mere ritual with no feelings or excitement. My friend Carol shook me out of my stale marriage. The incorporation of fantasies and role play in our love life has really changed everything.

And now a guy called Morris has come into my life. Your seductive words have mesmerized me. Every time my husband makes love to me. I feel that it's your hard cock working wonders inside me. It's a whole new experience having your cock probing into my throat and thrusting deep into my pussy. And when I get filled with sperm, my mind accepts the deposits as your illicit love juices flooding my womb. 

I'm sure that, one of these days, I'm going to let another guy get between my legs. My guess is that it'll probably be someone from Tom's office. A couple of my husband's colleagues have given me the kind of look that says it all.

But Morris my dear, you will always be on my mind because you are the first man other than my hubby to have inserted his cock into my vagina and deposited his fertile sperm in my womb albeit in the form of a written fantasy.

I'm going to picture you and get fucked by you every time my husband makes love to me.

Thank you once again for that fantastic fuck and that lovely deposit of thick semen inside me.

Tina

Two days later, Morris sent another e-mail to my wife.

My lovely Tina,

Your email was just the kind of response I had hoped for. You are a self-confident kind of woman who knows what she wants and will assert herself to get it from her lovers. You are the kind of woman who will push me onto the couch, pull my pants down and grab my cock if you want the taste of my cum in your mouth. Call me Tom if you want. Call your husband Morris if he likes it. Do what you need to do to quench your lust. I will try to do my part to satisfy you fully.

It is true that I seduced you. I convinced you to be fucked by me with your husband in the same room - and we all enjoyed it. My thoughts were the ones that seduced you. You had never seen my cock and I had never slid my hand over your bare nipples or penetrated your vagina with my fingers before you presented your naked body to me. You have understood and accepted my argument in favor of extra-marital love. Taking another lover has been good for you and good for your husband. Now get me to shut up. I talk too much. The time for well-reasoned justifications for infidelity is over. Now it's time to get into some exciting action. Tell me what you want. My cock is your tool to enjoy. My tongue will do your bidding. My fingers will probe your depths and stimulate you to the sexual highs that you have craved for.

You said that you attended Convent School. To even imagine being naked with the seed from two cocks dripping from your vagina is a sin for the girl who has attended Convent School. When did you change from that chaste girl to the woman imagining a "husband swap" with her friend Carol - and why? Please don't ever decide to change back to your former self because you are so much fun the way you are now. 

Just another question. Are you attracted to women? You shared an orgasm over the phone with your friend Carol while imagining having sex with each other's husband. Have you ever wondered what the taste of a woman is like? You should not deny yourself pleasure in whatever form it comes. There is a little bit of devil inside every angel – you just need to scratch the surface to let him out. 

I will try not to get you so excited that you run out into your backyard naked again. I want you and your husband to have fun exploring extra-marital sex. I will help you to be as careful as I am if you help me to be as wild as you are. The balance is so precarious.

I tried to picture you while my wife was having a giant orgasm riding my tool , but it's hard to imagine you on the end of my cock when I have no idea what you look like.

If only my fingers were your lips, then you would be tasting my cum even now.

Your dear lover,

Morris 

Tina was again uncontrollably excited to receive this second e-mail from her lover. The following Saturday she asked me to help her write a reply to Morris. I let Tina dictate to me what she wanted to say to her lover and, as I worked on the keyboard, I tried as far as possible not to edit her message to Morris.

My dear lover Morris,

WOW! Before I can even start reading your e-mail my pussy gets drenched in anticipation of the touch of your naked body against mine, the crush of your lips over mine, the steady strokes of your cock in my hungry pussy...oh my God, what have you done to me?

Yes, I studied in an all-girls Convent school, and attending Convent school did convince me that doing anything to enjoy life was a sin. My thoughts began to change over the last 5 years when I realized that my life was becoming a real drag and Carol started throwing in some mischievous ideas. She was always very excited by the thought of me getting fucked by her husband. 

Although we have shared a couple of orgasms, we don't really have any lesbian kind of attraction. Our sexual attraction has been solely directed towards each other's husband. But we have not really made any move to transform fantasy to reality. And I can't really say anything for sure about how things may proceed in time to come.

My darling Morris,

Don't worry about me getting overexcited by your seduction. For me, in my present uninhibited state, it can never be too much, it can never be enough . I want to be aroused all the time. And my husband really likes me in this state. 

I think of you as a man, a man who is not my husband, a man whose cock I yearn for, a man who can fill me up with loads of illicit sperm...

So I hold my legs wide apart and bring my hot pussy to your lips. Kiss me there darling, lick my wet pussy and taste the juices of my love for you. Then get your big cock inside me and give me a good fuck to last me till I get your next mail...

Your woman, today and forever, impaled on your loving cock,

Tina

Even as I typed the letter, I could not believe that I was doing this – helping my wife solicit fucks from her lover. I could not believe that I was actually coaxing my wife into immersing herself even deeper into this illicit relationship. But deep down I knew where Tina was heading for, and I wanted to give her my full backing in her new transformed state. I added the following postscript without Tina's knowledge.

Give it to her buddy. You've got her so filled with lust and desire. I'll take over afterward. Looks like tomorrow's going to be a Sunday of love and sex. Thanks a million.

Tom

Morris sent a reply the very next day.

Tom,

I am even more fascinated with your wife every time she sends me an email. I am glad that Tina's transformation from chaste to uninhibited has taken a number of years and that she has the support of her friend Carol as well as the two of us. Sudden transformations due to a single experience (for example, an evening at the Paradise Lounge) are not as lasting as changes that occur over time and involve the added support and encouragement of friends and spouse.

You are both at the beginning of a very interesting journey. You have had the pleasure of filling her womb with sperm as she calls out my name, and I have read how she would like to suck the juices out of my cock and then have me thrust my tool into her pussy. 

I can assure you that there is going to be another man between her legs soon. You should be prepared for that moment when you get the chance to see your wife wrap her legs around the back of another man as she receives his cock into her pussy. It would be even better if at that moment you have this other man's naked wife snuggling up to you. I wish it could be me initiating her into this new lifestyle but that seems impossible. As she says, it will probably be someone you know.

But I hope to get to know you both better. My wish is to move up from the seductive effect of the written words that Tina and I have exchanged to the ultimate pleasure of tasting your wife's wet pussy and then filling her with my cum. Of course, before that happens, I will need to convince Tina to send me a modest picture of herself smiling. Later you might even consider arranging for Tina to send me some pictures of herself in different stages of undress - if she wants to.

Please give Tina a kiss on her pussy, and tell her that it's from me.

Your friend

Morris

When I went downstairs after shutting down my computer, I saw Tina sitting on the sofa watching TV. I went over to her, pulled her nightie up and gave her a sloppy kiss on her naked pussy. 

"What was that for?" she asked in surprise. 

"For Morris," I told her, "He sent that kiss over for you." She was thrilled.

My wife was indeed a new woman. Previously sex used to be the last thing on her mind. Now her thoughts were perpetually preoccupied with sex of the illicit type.

I told Tina how Morris had expressed the desire to see pictures of her in different stages of undress. She was amused and laughed aloud.

"Wishful thinking," she said, as she pushed her nightie down to cover her pussy, "No wonder he told you to give me that kiss."

"But there's no harm in sending him a picture of your beautiful face," I told her, "At least he will be able to imagine you as he makes love to his wife."

"That shouldn't be a problem," she agreed.

Over the next few days we played around with the digital camera, and I was quite surprised how adventurous my good wife was. I managed to get some really hot pictures of her after reassuring her that I would not send any picture to Morris without her full consent. I really doubted that she would agree to send any of those hot shots to her online lover. Anyway, even the more modest shots of her pretty face were guaranteed to get him wildly excited. At the back of my mind, I still nurtured the hope that my wife would become bolder as she became closer to Morris.

Bringing an online lover into Tina's life had done wonders to our own sexual relationship. Morris had more or less convinced my wife that she needed an extramarital lover to fully rejuvenate her sex life. We were no longer talking about whether we should introduce others into our sex life. We were now beginning to focus more on the possible candidates, and we were looking out for couples because we wanted to do it together. 

We shortlisted a few couples, including some of my office mates. But our attention was especially getting focused on the possibility of developing a closer relationship with Fred and Annie, our next-door neighbors. 

Tina had always seemed quite attracted to the husband, and I would never have said no if I got a chance to be between the wife's legs. The couple had always been very friendly and warm, but we had never looked at them in a sexual way before because we never expected to be in our present situation.

We were beginning to feel that it would be very convenient to have an intimate relationship going with the neighbors, away from the spying eyes of society. But at the same time we did not want to rule out the possibility of some other suitable bedmates. 

While we scanned the social landscape for suitable sex partners, I encouraged Tina to nurture her relationship with Morris. I stopped helping her with the e-mail and told her that she would have to get on with it on her own. I felt that she deserved some privacy if she was going to be more open and more adventurous with her online lover.



C'mon, Let's Spice It Up Ch. 08



My wife's relationship with her cyber-lover seemed to be getting on very well indeed. Tina was now having a full-fledged online sexual affair with Morris. They exchanged e-mails frequently, and there were times when I caught her browsing some of the hot porn sites obviously recommended by him. 

And there was no reason for me to complain. I was thoroughly enjoying the sizzling fallout from my wife's online sexual encounters. I really didn't mind having a sexually supercharged slut wife around the house. And I looked forward always to helping her conclude her mental escapades and fantasies with some wild physical sex.

I had stopped reading Tina's communications with Morris, but she loved keeping me updated with detailed accounts of the more interesting messages from him.

Apparently Morris had become not only my wife's lover but also her love guru. And he made a special effort to preach to her the joys of having more than just one sexual partner. 

He gave her some practical advice on how we could go about opening up our marriage and arranging a sexual rendezvous with another couple. He suggested the use of aids such as adult movies, adult literature and the digital camera in the process of developing extramarital relationships. 

Morris emphasized the importance of us going into the realm of open sex as a couple with mutual love, understanding and trust. Even in Tina's relationship with him, he encouraged her to imagine me being sexually involved with his wife Alicia. He told Tina that the idea of me fucking his wife got him really turned on.

Tina was very excited when Morris attached a photograph of himself with one of his e-mails. At least now her lover had a face, and she could picture the person who was making love to her.

"Maybe I should reciprocate his gesture," she muttered almost to herself as we lay in bed one night.

"If you are asking for my approval, I think you should," I responded, "I can imagine how frustrating it must be for him to keep making love to a faceless partner."

The following day Tina sent him a photograph of herself showing only her face, and the next e-mail from Morris was packed with expressions of utter excitement. Apparently her beauty simply overwhelmed him and went far beyond his expectations. 

While Morris continued to work wonders on my wife, tearing down her doubts and inhibitions, I played my own little role in promoting a more open sort of attitude in our marriage.

I encouraged Tina to dress more seductively and to be more flirtatious with the guys out there. I loved to see how the chaps responded to her enticing mannerism. And I was quite pleased with the way she could get heads turning with her new image.

Something that I didn't miss to notice was the pile of DVDs next to the DVD player. She now had this passion for watching adult movies, especially the ones about married couples swapping partners or indulging in group sex. Sometimes she watched these movies with me, while at other times she would watch them on her own. Either way they provided enough fodder for a good hot fuck later in the night. 

There was no secret about Tina's indulgence in self-gratification. She would unashamedly play with herself while reading the e-mail from Morris. She had no qualms whatsoever about masturbating in my presence while browsing the porn sites or while watching the adult movies. And whenever I got to her pussy, it was always drenched. 

"When are we going up to the next level?" Tina asked quite casually, as we lay exhausted in bed one Friday night after an unusually long and heavy session. 

"Well, it depends on how soon we find our suitable playmates," I replied, "I would love to get it going as soon as possible. But I wouldn't want it to end up in any embarrassing mess."

"Morris feels that we should avoid familiar people in our first try," Tina continued in her casual manner, "He feels that the response can be unpredictable, and the whole thing can backfire."

"How predictable can things be with strangers? And how do we make contact with them?"

"I know you are a little tensed up about the whole thing, darling. I'm also no less nervous. Morris suggested a number of ways to find a suitable willing couple that won't leave us disappointed in our first venture into this lifestyle. Even if things don't come up to the mark the very first time it won't really matter." 

"Okay, what did your lover boy have to offer?"

"His cock! What else?" Tina spurted out, almost in exasperation. 

I was dumbstruck for a while, stunned by my wife's sudden explicit outburst. But I understood her predicament and decided to go along with her manner of talking.

"What about his hot thick fertile sperm?" I retorted, trying to sound very serious.

Now it was Tina's turn to be taken aback. But she realized very quickly that I was only teasing her.

"Oh, I would love that ..." she said with a far away look in her eyes. 

Then she looked at me again, and went on in a more serious tone, "Morris suggested that we should go to a swingers club."

"Go to a what?"

"A swingers club. You know, where couples get together and free themselves of their marital bonds, swap partners and enjoy extramarital sex in a harmonious and conducive environment."

I had heard of swingers clubs, but I had never brought up the subject with my wife. I didn't think that she would be receptive to the idea. But Morris seemed to have hit the right note with his suggestion.

"You wouldn't mind being intimate with total strangers," I asked, "I thought you would have preferred someone familiar."

"I always thought that I would be more at ease with someone familiar. But now I've got second thoughts. Maybe Morris changed my mind. The whole idea is to go for it the first time without worrying about offending anyone. Good intimate fun with no strings attached, no pressure and no coercion."

I tended to agree with the whole idea. Morris was definitely doing a good job as my wife's sex guru.

"We can give it a try," I said.

The very next day we began to search the Internet for swingers clubs in our area. I was not even sure if there were any. We were pleasantly surprised to find five such clubs listed on one of the sites devoted to the swinging lifestyle.

We went through the individual websites of the listed clubs, patiently comparing notes - the setup, the rules and the modus operandi. One particular club -- called "The Nest" - caught our attention, and we decided to check it out. What impressed us about this club was the extra emphasis it gave to accommodating newbies. 

I was feeling quite nervous when I called up the mobile phone number provided on the website, but was immediately put at ease by the very sweet female voice that attended to my call. She was even more comforting and reassuring after realizing that we were new to the game.

"Come and enjoy the night at your own pace," she said, "We provide a totally relaxed environment with no form of compulsion whatsoever. And we encourage a lot of interaction among our guests. Our concept is especially suited for couples who are just beginning to explore their boundaries."

According to the girl on the phone, a couples party was organized every Saturday night. Each get-together was limited to a maximum of only twenty couples. Most sessions recorded a full house.

Since one slot for a couple was still available, we registered to attend the party on the following Saturday. Further instructions were sent to us by e-mail.

We were instructed to be present for dinner at one of the restaurants in town by 7.30 pm. Dress code was 'smart casual' for the men and 'provocatively sexy' for the ladies. It was a bring-your-own-drinks kind of affair.

Tina decided to wear the same dress that she had worn to Paradise Lounge, with matching black high heels. I agreed with her choice.

"Don't forget to wear your panties this time," I teased her.

"I'll have to find a suitable type," she said, "But I'm not wearing a bra this time."

Tina looked stunning and really sexy as the two of us walked hand-in-hand into the restaurant. I felt a tinge of pride and realized what a head-turner my wife had become. She was really tensed up inside, but outwardly she gave an air of absolute confidence.

Over a light buffet meal, we had the opportunity to get acquainted with some of the other couples. Most of the men kept complimenting Tina about her looks and her dress. I was quite preoccupied checking out the other ladies. It was amazing how some of the other ladies were dressed, hardly leaving anything to the imagination. It was a fairly respectable crowd, mostly professionals, with the guys in the 30-60 age group and the gals in the 30-50 age group. We were relieved to note that most of them were first-timers. 

Just before 9 o'clock the whole group boarded a coach for a short drive to 'The Nest' which was actually a modified single-storey bungalow with a perimeter wall high enough to ensure total privacy. 

Once inside, the newcomers were given a short briefing on the layout of the place. Each couple was allotted a locker for valuables and other extra stuff. We were advised to deposit our bottle of whiskey at the bar. 

The hostess reminded us that this was a couples party, and we were expected to stick together and enjoy the night as a couple. The dress code was clothes-optional in all areas of the club except for the main lounge where guests were required to be adequately covered. 

The starting point for the night's activities was the main lounge, which was like any normal nightspot with soft lighting, sofa seats for the couples, a bar, a small dance floor and recorded background music. A large-screen TV mounted on one of the walls was continuously churning out some very adult stuff. 

Tina and I took a little walkabout just to check out the scene. One door at the side of the main lounge opened into a wet area with lockers, shower cubicles, a jacuzzi and a small open-air swimming pool. Another door led into the Erotic Zone which was in fact a very tastefully decorated lounge and play area in the back portion of the bungalow. This Erotic Zone was also directly accessible from the wet area. 

Some of the regular guests were already preparing to get into the pool, while there were others heading for the Erotic Zone. The newcomers preferred to mingle around in the main lounge, mostly around the bar area and on the dance floor. 

Tina and I helped ourselves to a whiskey soda and spent some time engaging in small talk with a few of the other couples, all the while keeping a lookout for any potential link-ups. Tina was supposed to give a little nudge in my flank if she found herself attracted to any guy, and I would have to pinch her on her waist if I found a girl to my liking.

There was one particular couple we had been eyeing even from the time we were at the restaurant. And we had caught them gazing at us quite a number of times. 

"They're on the dance floor," Tina whispered in my ear.

I looked towards the dance floor and saw our favorite couple on the far side, swaying and gyrating away to a fast number.

"You ready to show off your dancing skills?" I asked, holding my hand out to Tina. She took my hand and we headed for the dance floor. 

As we danced, our attention was focused more on the other couple than on each other. They were probably in their late thirties, and looked fit and friendly. They were also giving us intermittent glances and appeared to be talking about us. 

Some kind of magnetic attraction drew us closer to them . The lady smiled at us and Tina gave them a little wave in acknowledgment.

"Hi," the guy yelled out over the loud music, "You new here?"

"Yeah," I shouted back.

"So are we," he said just as the number ended. 

During a short break in the music we took the opportunity to introduce ourselves. Dave and his wife Jill were from another town just about fifty miles away. They had no children and were feeling a bit adventurous. So they had decided to do something different for the weekend 'just to get away from the boredom'.

"Wanna switch partners?" Dave asked as the next song, also a fast one, came on. His question did not seem to be directed at anyone in particular.

I looked at Tina. She gave a little nod.

"It's fine with me," I responded.

So we swapped partners and began dancing again. Tina appeared a little stiff and not as confident as she was at Paradise Lounge. That was quite understandable. After all, the situation was not the same, and tonight she was not going to be in total control of the way things might go.

But she looked happy as she tried to keep up with Dave's brisk moves. And I could see Dave encouraging her to really swing her arms and sway her hips. After a while the two of them seemed to have a lot to yack about.

Jill was a bit subdued and hardly said a word. But she had a very soft and gentle body, and she was a good dancer. I found her very attractive and enjoyed dancing with her.

After a couple of dances, we headed for the bar to get another round of drinks. I still held on to Jill's hand and Dave rested his arm lightly around Tina's waist.

While the barman mixed the drinks, Dave pulled me aside and asked me how far we were willing to go at the party. I told him that it all depended on the situation, but I also cautioned him that, being our first time, we may not go all the way. 

"That's exactly our stand," he reassured me as he shook my hand.

Tina and Dave sat on one of the sofas facing the TV screen, while Jill and I settled onto the sofa facing them on the other side of the coffee-table. 

By then quite a few of the other couples in the main lounge were already very much occupied in different stages of petting, while there were others who were simply locked in long deep kisses. It looked as if most of them had already been rematched with new extramarital partners.

Tina and Dave seemed to have become very engrossed in the movie being played on the big screen. My wife kept rubbing her thighs together and shifting her bottom in a rather restless way, obviously excited by the hot scenes. Occasionally Dave would whisper something into her ear and she would burst out laughing. I was glad to see my wife enjoying the company of her new boyfriend. 

As time went by I noticed that Dave was becoming more physical with Tina, frequently touching her on her arms and thighs as he talked to her. Eventually he moved closer to her and wrapped one arm around the back of her shoulders.

Tina seemed a little startled initially, but she did not resist Dave's amorous advances. When he tilted his head sideways to let it touch hers, she just closed her eyes to enjoy the pleasurable feeling of being with another man. 

When Tina opened her eyes again, her gaze momentarily met mine as if to seek reassurance. I gave her a supportive smile and turned my attention to Dave's quiet wife.

Jill seemed quite unflustered by her husband's romantic behavior. She gave me an expectant smile that told me that she was not going to settle for anything meager for the night. 

When I placed my hand on Jill's exposed thigh just below the hem of her dress she reciprocated by placing her hand over mine.

"Wanna dance?" I asked her.

Without uttering a word she took hold of my hand and stood up. We walked slowly, hand in hand, towards the dance floor where two other couples were swaying to the slow music.

As soon as we reached the dance area, Jill wrapped her arms over my shoulders and around the back of my neck, molding her body softly into mine. I put my arms around her slender waist and held her tightly. As we began to move to the slow beat, Jill dropped her head to let it rest on my shoulder in total resignation.

Jill almost made me forget that I had come to the party with my wife. It did not seem to matter any more that my wife was right there in another man's loving arms. It did not seem to matter that, at that very moment, another man was free to have absolute physical liberties with my wife. 

I was transported back to reality with a thud when I happened to casually glance across the hall at Tina and Dave still comfortably seated on the sofa. My heart missed a beat when I saw how engrossed they were with each other, their lips clamped together tightly in a deep passionate kiss, totally oblivious to everything around them. My pulse raced at double speed in excitement as my wife continued to let Dave grind his mouth against hers while she desperately clung on to him. 

This was a whole new experience for me. As far as I knew my wife had never ever been kissed on the lips by any other guy. The present scenario was certainly a groundbreaking event in our marriage and, although I felt a tinge of jealousy, I nevertheless felt very happy for my wife.

Jill lifted her head from my shoulder and looked up at my face as I stared in awe at the other couple.

"You feeling jealous?" she asked.

"A little," I admitted.

"No, no, no," she said slowly, shaking her head from side to side, "There's no place for jealousy and suspicion tonight. She's his and I'm yours."

Just then the music faded away for a short break and, as we stood holding on to each other on the empty dance floor, the pounding beat of our hearts suddenly seemed very loud in the relative silence. 

With two fingers on Jill's chin, I tilted her face up towards mine. Then I brought my lips down to meet hers ... and, oh my God, what a feeling ... I was in seventh heaven as I tasted the sweetness of her soft lips.

With our lips glued together, I lost count of time, oblivious to the fact that the main lounge was almost deserted, relishing Jill's angelic kiss ... until I was jolted back to my senses by a little nudge on the side of my chest.

"Hey, you trying to set a new record or something?" Tina's voice sounded so far away, "Don't you want to see what else this place has got to offer?"

"C'mon," added Dave, his arm wrapped possessively around Tina's shoulders, "Let's go see the real action." 

Soon we were making our way towards the rear of the club. I noticed then that there were only two other couples left in the main lounge, one cuddled together on a sofa watching the pornographic stuff on the screen and another just engrossed in the drinks at the bar.

Passing through the wet area, we saw a few naked couples frolicking in the shallow waters of the pool. Everyone seemed to be having good fun without any marital boundaries.

Two naked couples sat in the jacuzzi smooching passionately and having their hands all over their presumably borrowed partners. I assumed that they must be regulars at the club, considering how far they had already proceeded in the game.

It was quite a turn-on for me to see my wife being escorted by another man. Dave seemed to be making a special effort to emphasize his claim on her as his date for the night. His arm never loosened its hold on Tina. And Tina was obviously enjoying the attention she was getting from her partner. 

"Anyone for a swim?" I asked.

"No!" came the unanimous reply from the others.

After depositing our valuables in the lockers we headed for the Erotic Zone. That's where the 'real action' was supposed to be. That's where marital bonds were supposed to be stretched to their limits, breaking conventional taboos and experiencing new intimate relationships.

The Erotic Zone was tastefully lit to create a romantic atmosphere without undue hindrance to visual interaction. There was a small dance floor in one corner, lots of sofas and a large open play area covered with mattresses. The walls were mirrored on all sides, giving an illusion of vastness. There were also two closed play rooms for those who preferred some privacy in their illicit activity.

"Let's dance," suggested Jill, looking overtly excited, and we all headed for the dance floor.




C'mon, Let's Spice It Up Ch. 08



Jill and I continued from where we had left off. With our bodies molded tightly into each other we pressed our mouths together almost instantaneously in a mind-boggling show of passion. We hardly moved to the music. 

In her tiny spaghetti strap blouse and small skirt that just about covered her butt, Jill left a lot of herself accessible for exploration. After I had familiarized myself with her waist and neck areas, I let my hands wander playfully to the hem of her skirt. 

Easing the soft material of her skirt up, I managed to cup her round ass cheeks with my hands. I continued to kiss her on her lips while I began to gently knead her firm buttocks.

"Oooooooh ..." Jill murmured in pleasurable despair when we parted our lips momentarily to catch our breath.

I glanced at Tina and Dave. They were on the dance floor just a few feet behind Jill. I wouldn't say that they were dancing. They were just standing there with their bodies entwined together. Dave was running his lips over the side of Tina's neck, giving her little pecks and bites. His hands had wandered under her dress and were planted firmly over her partially exposed buttocks.

Tina's eyes were closed as she held her head slightly tilted to give access to Dave's roaming lips. She appeared to be totally lost in her own world, and I thought that she looked really beautiful.

I brought my lips back to meet Jill's. Maintaining one hand on her bottom, I moved the other up to her chest. She wasn't wearing any bra and I could feel her moderate-sized breasts through the thin material of her blouse. I squeezed her milk bags and pinched the taut nipples. In response to the mammary stimulation Jill brought her tongue out to let it wrestle with mine.

A little later I asked Jill if she would like to sit down for a while. She just responded with a soft murmur. 

"What does that mean?" I asked.

"It means," Tina mumbled almost inaudibly, "that I'm totally at your disposal." 

With one arm around her waist, and one hand clasping hers, I led my lovely lady to a nearby sofa. As we collapsed onto the soft seat, I could feel my head spinning in anticipation of what the next few hours could hold for us.

Jill was a girl of very few words, but she knew exactly what she wanted. At that particular moment she was in a very adulterous state of mind. And I was certainly not going to let myself disappoint her.

We lay sprawled on the sofa, cuddled together in a tight embrace, celebrating our newfound illicit relationship. Jill's little blouse had come off along the way and lay ruffled on the nearby coffee table.

"You happy?" I whispered in Jill's ear.

"Hmmm ..." Jill mumbled in her usual style, "Very happy ..."

"They seem to be very happy too," I pointed out to her.

Tina and Dave were still on the dance floor. The zipper on the side of Tina's dress had been unfastened and gave her partner liberal access to her flesh. My wife clung on to her soul mate for the night, letting him run his hands all over her anatomy under her dress. When one of Dave's hands wandered really high up Tina's back, her dress got drawn up to fully expose her round buttocks and I could just make out the thin strap of her thong panties running around her full hips.

"They make a good match," Jill commented, "My husband will definitely not disappoint your wife."

I had been married to Tina for so many years, but now, when I looked at her enjoying the close company of another man, I felt as if I hardly knew her. Now that she was in another man's possession, I saw her like I had never seen her before and I really appreciated the fact that she was my wife.

Turning my attention back to the girl in my arms, I began to work on her beautiful pair of boobs. They were not too bulky and not too small, just a good handful. Her nipples stood erect under my stimulating touch as I kneaded the globular flesh and pressed her breasts together.

"Ooooooh ..." Jill murmured, enjoying the workout I was giving her tits. I rolled her nipples between my fingers and gently pinched them. "Ouch ..." she muttered playfully when I tugged at her succulent teats.

The fact that Jill was another man's wife added to the pleasure of playing with her naked mammary globes. I fondled and caressed her breasts till I lost count of time. 

When I dreamily looked up again to see what the other couple were up to, Dave's hand had ventured to Tina's chest and he was diligently playing with her breasts. I knew that my wife was braless for the night, so it must have been quite an experience for her having her bare breasts fondled by another man for the first time. The soft smile on her face gave away the feelings that must be racing through her mind.

Then Tina did something that took me and even Dave by surprise. Without any warning she brought her hand down to grab the enormous bulge in Dave's crotch. I couldn't believe my eyes when my wife began to squeeze and massage the monster hidden within his pants. 

But my dear wife was not in the mood to stop at that. Her deft fingers had soon unfastened the zipper and eased out Dave's huge erection. While her new friend continued to play with her breasts, Tina wrapped her hand around his tool and began to slowly move her hand up and down the masculine shaft.

The tingling sensation in my genitals gave way to a mild ache as a rock hard erection throbbed in my pants. The sight of my wife engaged in such seductive activity with another man was a real turn-on and I looked forward to seeing her in even more intimate settings with Dave. 

After fondling Jill's boobs to my heart's delight, I brought my lips down to encircle her nipple, proceeding to suckle her breast like a newborn. Then I let my lips wander all over her full chest, relishing the illicit taste of her milk bags with my lips and tongue. Jill moaned softly as I appreciated the beauty of her breasts with gentle kisses and soft bites.

My attention was abruptly drawn to the sound of another couple plopping heavily onto the sofa next to ours. When I looked up at them I was pleasantly surprised to see that it was my wife lying on her back with Dave hovering over her like a hungry wolf. His cock was still dangling out of the opening in his pants.

My wife's dress was drawn up all the way to the upper part of her chest, fully exposing her body from her breasts right down to her bare feet. Only the tiny triangular piece of her panties struggled to cover her love slit. 

Dave wasted no time in getting down to relishing his almost naked prey, his lips roaming all over Tina's magnificent body. As he savored her bare flesh, she seemed to have plunged into a state of total abandonment, offering her lover absolute access to every inch of herself. At the same time she was working slowly but surely on Dave's shirt, unfastening his buttons one by one. 

I looked at my irresistible companion for the night. She was lying on the sofa with her head thrown back in total surrender and her chest thrust out invitingly as I continued to work on her bosom. 

When I unhooked her skirt at the waistband, she lifted her bottom to let me slide the tiny piece of clothing off her hips and down her smooth thighs. She drew her slender legs out of the material to let her skirt drop to the floor, leaving her completely naked except for her tiny lace panties. 

I removed my shirt and got out of my pants. Jill stared at the prominent bulge still hidden in my underwear. She brought her hand to my crotch and let it touch my erection, stroking it through the material of my underwear.

"You have a strong tool," she observed, "A good tool to service a woman." Then suddenly, without any warning, before I could respond to her comment, Jill grabbed the elastic waistband and pulled my underwear down. She stared in awe as my huge erection sprang free right in front of her face. 

The throbbing head of my cock was just inches away from her lips. As if by instinct she grabbed hold of the thick shaft near its base and began to jerk me off. It wouldn't have taken her more than a few seconds to send me over the top. I would have ejaculated right there and then if I hadn't stopped her.

"Not so fast, darling ..." I mumbled, "We have the whole night ahead."

Jill kept looking longingly at my engorged glans. I was sure that she would have taken it into her mouth if not for the consensual arrangement among the four of us to avoid oral-genital contact for that night. Earlier, while we were in the locker area, we had also unanimously agreed to avoid sexual penetration. The way things were going it looked like a tough task ahead sticking to the rules of the game. 

I had almost forgotten about my wife and her lover on the next sofa. When I did finally make an effort to check them out, I got a blurry impression of Dave lying on top of Tina in the missionary position. 

Dave was completely naked. I was not so sure about Tina until I noticed her panties lying on the coffee table next to their sofa. Her dress lay ruffled on the floor. Dave's lips were mashed against hers while his pelvis moved rhythmically between her open legs in what I hoped was simulated sex.

I took a pinch of the lacy material on each side of Jill's panties and eased her last piece of clothing down her white thighs and long legs. She let her panties drop very casually off her feet onto the floor. Now I had Dave's stark naked wife in my arms just as he had mine.

As soon as I had pulled my underwear down from my thighs and off my legs, Jill instinctively offered herself to me by parting her legs and wrapping her arms tightly around me.

Without wasting any time, I brought my hand down over her flat tummy to the soft thatch covering her pubis. I combed my fingers through her neatly trimmed pubic hair before moving down to the area between her thighs.

Jill was wet, and when I say wet I mean really wet. I felt her labial folds, first the outer ones and then the smaller inner ones. I probed the drenched love slit between her pussy lips and let my fingers dip into the squashy depths of her vagina. Jill wriggled helplessly under my touch as my fingers slowly moved upwards to her engorged clitoris.

"Ooooooooh my God ..." she moaned as I began to rub and gently massage her turgid love button.

"I'd love to give you a good fuck. You've got such a heavenly body," I complimented Jill.

"Mmmmm ... don't stop now ..." she cried while I continued to stimulate her clit and intermittently slipped my fingers deep into her cunt. She crushed her lips against mine in an uncontrollably wild kiss. 

Then suddenly she let out a shrill cry and went into a spasm. Her thighs tightened and clamped onto my hand. I continued to massage Jill's sex bud, and her hips trembled violently in the throes of her raging orgasm.

As she settled down from her climax I rolled over to lie on top of her, positioning myself between her now limp legs with my pelvis pressed directly over hers. 

I held her head steady between my open palms as I looked into her sexy half-closed eyes. Her arms held me around my waist.

"Thanks," she whispered, "That was fantastic. One of the best orgasms I've ever had. I really enjoyed it."

I gave her a soft peck on her cheek. "You have a great body," I told her, "And you are such a nice girl. I would love to go all the way with you."

As we talked I moved my pelvis to let my swollen cock slide back and forth along Jill's slippery love slit between the labial folds. Her pussy was flooded with her orgasmic secretions. 

"It feels so nice," I told her, "The touch of your wet pussy against my cock." Jill just smiled, but the smile said everything.

We were so close to the ultimate union between a man and a woman. I could easily have let my enthusiastic cock slide into the warm recesses of her divine vagina. I was sure that Jill would not mind having my succulent piece of meat inside her hungry cunt. I was sure that she would also not mind having her hot passions quenched with my seminal juices. But we had an unwritten agreement and I opted to abide by it.

So Jill and I just lay there on the sofa enjoying each other -- touching, kissing and saying sweet nothings while allowing our most private parts to meet tenderly in a moist and intimate embrace of illicit love.

I was jolted out of my dream world by my wife's loud scream, and after so many years together I knew that she was in the midst of one of her explosive orgasms. I looked up and caught a reflection of the other couple in the mirror before me.

I was surprised to see Dave with his face buried between Tina's quivering thighs while she struggled helplessly apparently on route to another climax. It looked like Dave had not been able to control himself and had broken the rule of no oral-genital contact. But looking at my wife submerged in the depths of adulterous passion I had no complaints at all about her getting this extra bonus from Dave. I did wonder though whether he had violated any other rules for the night.

Jill and I continued our simulated act of sexual intercourse. It felt really nice to have her naked body pressed against mine in such an intimate manner. Anyone watching us would not have been able to guess that at each stroke my cock was just sliding past her vagina without really achieving the ultimate union.

The next time I looked at Tina, she was on all fours at the edge of the sofa, and Dave was standing behind her holding her by her hips, giving it to her from behind in simulated doggie style. My wife threw her head back uncontrollably with each thrust of Dave's pelvis against her bottom. I could imagine how she must be feeling with his hard tool sliding back and forth against her wet pussy.

"Your wife's really hot," Jill whispered to me, "I'm sure she'd love to have my husband's cock deep inside her."

Just then Dave suddenly turned Tina over onto her back, and began to violently jerk his cock off, shooting a glistening load all over her abdomen. He deposited string after string of his thick cum onto my wife.

I watched my wife scoop up a glob of the slimy stuff and rub it all over her breasts. This was another significant milestone in our new lifestyle. Tonight my dear wife had not only been in naked intimacy with Dave, she had now also savored the feel of his fertile sperm on her flesh.

Drained of his virile energy, Dave collapsed exhausted onto his woman, his seminal fluids bonding their naked bodies in their new relationship of lust and passion, their lips meeting in a kiss that had a new meaning and significance. 

"Dave's proven he's a man," Jill commented while we continued to rub our genitals together, "Now it's your turn."

Watching my wife being showered in another man's cum while having my erect cock in such close contact with his wife's wet pussy had sent me to the pinnacles of sexual arousal. Feeling a surge in my crotch, I quickly brought my penis up to position it between our bellies, and soon I was pouring round after round of pent up lust between our bodies.

"Oh, I would've loved to have all that juice inside me," Jill murmured, as she moved her tummy around against mine to feel the damp squashiness of the seminal fluid that was flooding the tight space between us.

After that Jill and I just lay there on the sofa, kissing and caressing each other and occasionally whispering little nothings. Tina and Dave also lay sprawled on their sofa, clinging together in a very tight and passionate embrace. 

The dance floor was deserted and there was no more music. The silence was only interrupted by intermittent sounds of love-making, orgasmic moans and groans and an occasion scream, all bearing witness to the uncontrolled pleasure of unbridled extramarital sexual activity. 

Jill closed her eyes and drifted off into a deep sleep. I looked at our spouses. Dave's cock seemed to be stirring again under the stimulating spell of my wife's agile fingers. With the image of Tina's grip around Dave's shaft hovering in my mind, I slipped into a sweet slumber.

I opened my eyes again to the soft glare of the early morning sunlight filtering in through the curtained doorway leading to the wet area. I looked at the lovely Jill still lying in my arms and woke her up with a gentle kiss on her lips.

"Good morning, my darling," I whispered, "Did you sleep well?"

"I had a fantastic dream," she confided, "I was lying with my legs wide apart, and you were giving me the best fuck I'd ever had."

"Oh?" I responded, "Maybe your dream will come true soon."

Glancing at the other couple, I saw Tina lying on top of Dave, her head resting snugly on his chest. I wondered if Dave had managed to ejaculate a second time. And I hoped that he hadn't flouted any more rules of the game.

By six thirty in the morning we were already on the coach heading for town. Earlier the four of us had a quick shower together after trying out the jacuzzi for a few minutes. While on the coach we exchanged telephone numbers and made plans to meet again in the near future. Dave and Jill had certainly been very compatible with us, and we looked forward to sharing many more intimate experiences with them.



C'mon, Let's Spice It Up Ch. 09



It was about eight thirty by the time we pulled up in our driveway. It had been a rather quiet drive. Maybe we were exhausted and sleepy. Maybe we were not sure of each other's feelings after a whole night of consensual infidelity.

"You okay?" I asked, looking at Tina as I switched off the engine.

"Couldn't be better," she replied with a mischievous smirk on her face and a distant gaze in her eyes.

"Any complaints?"

"Well, not really. Maybe I could do with some hot thick sperm lubricating my womb."

"Oh, we'll take care of that later."

We were completely knocked out for the next couple of hours, recuperating from out first night of extramarital love. And when we woke up we just went for each other like we hadn't met for ages. 

After being with another woman, and after seeing Tina with another man for one whole night, there was something fresh and exciting about our love-making that morning.

And, when we lay in each other's arms, completely spent after the hot sex, we had so much to talk about. We seemed to have so many thoughts and feelings to share. We felt so much closer to each other than we had ever felt before. 

"You looked simply irresistible when you were in Dave's arms," I whispered to Tina.

"I felt simply wonderful in his arms, especially knowing that you were watching and that I was with him with your full consent."

Tina told me that she did not know what to expect at the swingers club, but she confided that she fully enjoyed and appreciated the experience, though she would have loved to go all the way with Dave. When I asked Tina whether she realized that her lover had broken some of the rules that we had agreed upon, she hesitated somewhat before concurring with me. It made me wonder if she had colluded with Dave in that little extra bit of action.

"I was really taken aback when he plugged his mouth on my pussy, but you know how helpless I become in that situation," Tina said with a naughty grin, "So I just lay back and opened my legs wider for him. What else could I do?"

"Oh, don't feel so guilty about it. I'm glad you got that extra bonus from Dave. I would have loved to come over and give you a good kiss on your lips while he was eating your pussy."

Tina went on to tell me that Dave would have done a lot more if he had his way. He had even suggested a quick penetration while his cock was pressed against her wet pussy. Tina said that she could easily have let him in and no one would have been the wiser.

"You sure you didn't let him slip his cock in?" I must admit that my tone was a bit incriminatory. 

"Of course not, darling. I've never been physically unfaithful to you, and I wouldn't want to spoil things at this stage. Anyway I wouldn't let a stranger in without some form of protection."

I could sense that Tina was truly captivated with Dave's charming ways. She described him as a very gentle and courteous lover, although he had made apparent his disappointment at not being able to penetrate her.

Later on in the afternoon, as we sat munching some sandwiches for lunch, I asked my wife if she would like us to meet up with Dave and Jill again.

"I think they are a nice couple," she replied, "I liked Dave, and I could see that you were happy with Jill."

"But you haven't answered my question," I said to her, "Shall we try to get together with them again?"

"Of course we should," she replied firmly, bits of bread spurting out of her mouth together with the words, "But please, no silly rules of the game this time."

"That would call for a good supply of condoms," I interjected.

"Condoms? Condoms are a real nuisance," my wife responded, "They take away the spontaneity of the act. And you don't get the real satisfaction of giving and receiving, filling and getting filled, fucking and getting fucked ..."

"I know what you mean," I said, sympathizing with her feelings, "You want to go all the way, and you want to get the feel of his solid flesh and his hot juices inside you."

Pregnancy was not a concern. Tina had been on regular contraceptive jabs for quite some time. But sexually transmitted disease was something to worry about, and we certainly wouldn't want to be anywhere near the HIV scourge. 

"How about a medical check-up?" Tina asked.

"Medical check-up? What do you mean? Check-up for whom?"

"The four of us," my smart wife retorted, "Ask them to come over and we could all go for a medical check-up to get properly screened for whatever. If everyone comes through without any hitches then we go for it, otherwise we call it off. Better safe than sorry."

"I never knew I had such a smart wife," I muttered, almost to myself.

That very evening I called Dave on his mobile to let him in on Tina's proposal. He was very certain that he and Jill were absolutely free of any kind of contagious disease. But he was very receptive to the idea of a medical check-up. And he sounded very excited to hear about Tina's preference for unprotected sex. 

Just three days later, on Wednesday afternoon, Dave and Jill took a drive all the way to meet us at the private medical center not far from our house. We went through a full workout by a specialist who seemed to have guessed the motive behind our visit. 

"Hold on till you get the results," he advised us, with a naughty smirk on his face.

The anxiously awaited test results were faxed to us exactly a week later. Both couples were given a clean slate of health. To our surprise the specialist had added a short handwritten note at the end of the report congratulating us and urging us to "go for it".

Tina could hardly hide her excitement. She had crossed a major hurdle in her dream to have unbridled adulterous sex with Dave. And I was certainly very happy about being able to make love to Jill without any phobias or restrictions.

"This weekend!" my wife almost screamed when I asked when we should invite the other couple over. Tina's period was just trailing off, and the kids were going to be away at a nature camp. That would be just perfect.

On Saturday evening, just two weeks after our first taste of a swingers club, Tina and I found ourselves awaiting the arrival of our new friends. Our double date with Dave and Jill would mark the beginning of a new phase in our married life.

Tina was in a new outfit - a white halter-neck blouse, which was actually more of a soft scarf that went around the back of her neck and over her breasts, to be held together by a knot at the back of her chest; and a tiny matching skirt whose elastic material just clung on to her round hips and buttocks. 

"No bra and no panties this time," Tina had announced earlier in the day. I had nodded my head in approval.

I noticed that my wife was real fidgety as she sat on the sofa trying to browse through one of her fashion magazines. She kept flipping the pages back and forth without paying much attention to the contents.

I was no less nervous. I don't know why but even though we had been with Dave and Jill for one whole night at the club, we were nevertheless feeling unusually tensed up. Maybe it was just the uncertainty that comes with each and every new sexual rendezvous. 

"They're here!" Tina jumped up from the sofa and quickly adjusted her outfit. I could hear the sound of a car pulling up in the driveway. I went up to my wife and gave her a quick kiss on her lips.

"Go ahead and have a good time," I told her, "Don't hold yourself back." 

We were already at the front door by the time the doorbell rang. As I opened the door, I saw Dave and Jill standing hand in hand on the patio. 

"Hi," Dave greeted us, "Congratulations on your clean bill of health."

"Same to you," I responded, shaking his hand.

I welcomed Jill with a hug and a brief kiss on her lips. Tina and Dave greeted each other similarly except that their kiss lingered on a little longer.

Tina went on to welcome Jill with a warm hug, but Jill took it a little further with a peck on the lips.

I could not help admiring Jill's outfit. She was wearing what looked like a multicolored bikini top, and a bright red skirt that consisted of just two tiny flaps of material held together at the sides of her waist. The two triangular pieces of her top just covered her nipples and left a generous amount of her globes exposed, while the rectangular flaps of her skirt just about covered her crotch and her butt. Jill had certainly not left much to the imagination.

"Let's get our drinks first," yelled Tina, obviously very excited, as she led us to the make-shift bar she had set up in one corner of the sitting room. I mixed a bacardi coke for Dave and a whiskey soda for myself. The girls helped themselves to some red wine. 

"I'll get some tidbits to go with the drinks," Tina announced as she headed for the kitchen, beckoning Jill to come along.

"How's it going to be today?" Dave asked, as we stood sipping our drinks with the girls out of the way.

"Today, anything goes," I told him, "Give Tina all you have. She needs it. She wants it. Don't hold back anything. No holds barred."

"Wow," Dave exclaimed with a devilish grin, "No restrictive rules today, huh?"

"Only one rule - enjoy yourself to the fullest," I said as I looked at the girls returning from the kitchen with some light snacks. 

Although Tina was on top of the world she avoided giving the impression that she was longing for Dave. She kept a comfortable distance from him and sat down on the sofa next to me, allowing Jill to sit with her husband on the other sofa. 

Everyone was quiet for a while. A whole lot of things had happened just a fortnight back and there were high expectations for tonight. So it was not that easy for us to just pretend and chit-chat like it was just a social visit from some friends.

It was Dave who broke the ice. He raised his glass and proposed a toast to our new friendship.

"I would also call it a new partnership or relationship," I said, as the four of us clinked glasses with one another. 

"I would call it a marriage between two couples," added Tina. 

"Wow, you're absolutely right, Tina," said Dave, looking intently at my wife, "Tonight that marriage is going to be consummated. And lots of sperm is going flow into the right places."

Tina avoided making direct eye contact with Dave as she took a big gulp of her wine to sooth her nerves. Jill looked at me in amusement and gave a little smile.

"There's no proper meal prepared for tonight," Tina tried to put on an unaffected front, "We'll just have to make do with some tidbits and snacks."

"That's okay with me," said Dave, "I prefer to preserve my appetite for my main dish tonight." 

I could see that Dave was trying to prime Tina mentally for what lay ahead. From the way Tina was tapping her finger on her glass I knew that the devil was already at work in her mischievous mind.

"Looks like I'm going to be someone's main dish too," added Jill, not wanting to be left behind. She had a triumphant look on her face and gave me another sweet smile.

"Why don't you help me get some more ice?" I said to Jill, as I got up and started walking towards the kitchen. Jill leapt from her seat as if she was just waiting for the signal, and the two of us headed for the kitchen hand-in-hand.

I took out the largest ice pot and placed it on the breakfast table. Then I looked at the lovely Jill. 

She looked totally irresistible as she stood just next to me, her outfit offering flickering glimpses of her adorable private anatomy. It was quite obvious that she wasn't wearing any panties. Looking so vulnerable and accessible, she was just waiting to be taken advantage of.

I put my arms out towards her, and she just melted into them. Almost immediately her lips made contact with mine and I crushed my mouth against hers, my arms slithering all over her.

"We'd better head back there," Jill whispered when our lips finally parted very reluctantly.

I picked up the ice pot and held it under the ice dispenser while Jill stood next to me holding the cover. I could feel her almost naked body pressing against mine as I let the ice cubes rattle into the pot till it was almost full. Jill placed the cover on the pot, I gave her a quick peck on her lips, and we headed for the sitting room.

Tina and Dave were crouched over a pile of music CDs on the side table. Dave stood behind my wife, taking full advantage of the situation by having his arms wrapped around her waist. 

When Jill and I walked into the room, Dave was busy brushing his lips gently against the side of Tina's face and neck. My wife seemed to be enjoying the close attention she was getting while browsing through the pile of CDs.

"What's going on here?" Jill asked, and I wondered which particular activity she was referring to.

"Oh, we're just looking for some nice romantic music to get the evening going," said Tina. She picked up a couple of CDs, turned her face towards Dave to get a peck on her lips, then got up to insert the CDs into the CD player.

Dave and Jill settled onto their sofa, while Tina took her place next to me like a good wife. With light music playing in the background, we helped ourselves to some bites while slowly sipping our drinks. 

All this while I noticed that Dave's gaze kept wandering towards Tina's tiny skirt. When I glanced at my wife's skirt I realized that he must be enjoying a good view of her naked pussy whenever her legs were not crossed. And there's no doubt at all that Tina must have been very aware of that.

"Wanna dance?" Dave suddenly asked Tina.

"Sure," replied Tina.

"And don't you think you should be taking your rightful place over there?" Dave asked his wife, pointing to the spot where Tina was seated. As Tina stood up, Dave led his wife to take her place next to me on the sofa. Then he led Tina to the center of the room, and they began to sway gently to the slow beat of the music.

I shifted closer to Jill, and she gave me her usual sweet smile while placing her hand on my thigh.

"You're looking beautiful," I said to her, sliding my arm around the back of her shoulders.

"Thanks," she whispered, giving my thigh a little squeeze. When she tilted her head to rest it on my chest, I let my fingers comb through her long hair.

"That feels nice," she mumbled almost to herself. 

After that, Jill and I just sat next to each other, quietly enjoying our physical closeness, while watching our spouses dance cheek to cheek in a world of their own. 

There was something very romantic about the way Dave and my wife were interacting with each other while dancing. At the club they had been very physical and mechanical. Today they seemed to be spending more time whispering little somethings into each other's ears, and there was a subtle difference in the way they touched each other. I could sense the intense feelings developing between them since their last encounter at the club.

"Do you feel like dancing?" I asked Jill, my fingers caressing the smoothness on the side of her face.

"Hmm," she murmured.

"What does that mean?"

"It means yes but not here."

"Not here? Then where?"

"In bed," she purred with a naughty smile.

"Oh? The main dish?" I responded, "That'll have to wait. There's a whole night ahead. Now it'll be just starters and appetizers."

I brought my face towards hers and her lips pouted in anticipation. As our lips met I caught a glimpse of Dave placing soft kisses on Tina's cheek while his hand lovingly caressed the nape of her slender neck. Their bodies were glued together as they swayed to the romantic beat.

Jill and I were soon lost in each other, grinding our lips together and allowing our tongues to wrestle and play with sloppy disregard to everything around us. Our arms had crept around each other in a tight embrace.

"I missed you, darling," Jill whispered when we parted our lips momentarily to catch our breath, "I missed you since the last time."

"I missed you too," I whispered back before smothering her lips with another long deep kiss. My hand stroked first the side of her neck and then the bare back of her lovely torso.

"I need you," Jill mumbled while urging her hand to grip the growing prominence in my crotch, "I need you deep inside me."

"There's no way I'll be able to resist myself from getting inside you today, darling," I responded as I caressed the smoothness of her naked thighs.

Our lips met again and we plunged into the pleasurable depths of a spinning whirlpool of adulterous passion.

Jill's hand unfastened my belt and unzipped my pants to release my swollen manhood. I was not wearing any underwear, making Jill's task that much simpler. As my cock sprang free, Jill grabbed it by its thick shaft and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"I'm hungry," Jill complained as soon as our lips parted, "I'm going to have a nice juicy sausage."

Before I knew it, my big cock was sucked up into the cozy wetness between Jill's hungry lips.

As I leaned back on the sofa to give Jill better access to my tool, I got a blur view of my wife having her naked breasts vigorously handled by Dave. Still standing at the center of the room, their lips were plugged together in a deep kiss.

The white material that had earlier passed off as Tina's blouse now lay ruffled on the floor.

I savored the feel of Jill's lips and tongue playing illicit games on my cock. She kissed and licked the lucky fellow all the way from the head to the base. I almost felt like ejaculating when she took its full length into her mouth and began to suck on it rhythmically. 

Through the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of Tina getting onto her knees before her lover. She wasted no time unfastening Dave's pants and getting his giant monster out of the its confines.

And, for the first time ever, I witnessed my wife take another man's cock into her mouth. She exuded an extraordinary sense of confidence as she proceeded to taste her well-earned trophy, attaining another significant milestone in her quest for sexual liberation. 

As I lay on the sofa with my cock buried deep inside Jill's throat, I could only watch helplessly when Dave began to slide his cock in and out between my wife's lips. And my wife made no attempt to camouflage her desperate need for the illicit piece of meat that had eluded her for so long.

Zooming my attention back to the beautiful Jill, who was by now working on the pouch holding my balls, I felt adequately compensated for the loss of my sole carnal rights over Tina. 

Jill took my testicles, first one and then the other, into her mouth and sucked on them like toffees. I could only lie there writhing and squirming as she feasted on my genitals.

In the midst of my state of ecstasy, I failed to realize that I had my hands clenched in a very firm and rather savage grip on Jill's lovely locks, forcing her face down rather brutishly against my crotch. In normal circumstances I would never condone such harsh behavior towards a woman. 

But these were not normal circumstances. Jill and I were locked in the grips of illicit lust, and our animalistic needs had redrawn the boundaries of acceptable conduct. Jill needed me to make her feel vulnerable and violated. She needed me to make her feel ravaged.   

Maintaining my grip on her hair, I tilted Jill's head upwards to look directly into her lust-filled eyes. The pleading look on her face conveyed her deep desire to be taken to the utmost limits of sexual bliss. 

Drawing her face towards mine, I mashed my mouth against hers in a wild and almost violent kiss. She reciprocated with matching fervor, her tongue flicking out of her open mouth in search of mine.

"Oooh, darling," Jill murmured, as she drew in a deep breath, "It's so nice to be with you ..."

Jill reached back to loosen the knot at the back of her chest, and her bikini top slipped off her breasts. Her taut nipples appeared before my eyes, bobbing up and down in rhythm with her heavy breathing.




C'mon, Let's Spice It Up Ch. 09



"Suck them, darling," she begged, "Just suck them dry ..."

Just then I heard my wife scream , and I knew that the chilling cry heralded her first orgasm for the evening.

Looking in the direction of the other couple, I spotted Dave lying supine on the carpet with Tina squatting astride his face. Her elastic skirt was drawn up to her waist, and Dave was eating her naked pussy while his hands fondled her breasts. Tina's body arched back as she spasmed in the throes of her climax.

The next thing I knew, I was gasping for breath as Jill pressed her milk bags over my face. 

"Suck, suck, suck ... " I heard her mutter in a trance-like state.

I opened my mouth to let her nipple in, and then I just sucked and sucked till I could hear Jill screaming in pleasure-cum-pain. I played with her beautiful globes, squeezing and kneading the firm flesh, while continuing to suckle on her large erect tits. 

I took a break, moving my face up to look into her dreamy eyes while my hands continued to fondle her breasts. 

"You are fantastic," I said to Jill after giving her a soft kiss on her lips.

"So are you," she murmured.

"I haven't tasted your pussy yet."

"It's all yours to have whenever you feel like it."

"Wow," I said in a somewhat shaky voice, "Why don't you just sit back and let me ..." 

I helped Jill lean back on the sofa. Getting on my knees on the floor, I flipped the front flap of her skirt upwards to expose her pussy. Then I eased her white thighs apart and buried my face between them. 

Oh my God! She was soaking wet and the overpowering scent of sex sent me overboard. I licked her pussy lips and then the juicy slit between them, my tongue venturing into her vaginal opening. Her pussy was nothing less than a mouthful of heaven. 

My mouth moved further up to find Jill's engorged love button. I took her swollen clit between my lips and gently sucked on it. Jill moaned in pleasure while I let my tongue play with her most sensitive sex organ. 

"Oh Tom, darling ... " Jill muttered, "Mmmm ... Tom, please .."  tolerate

I continued to work on Jill's pussy with my mouth till she succumbed with a loud scream and a series of violent convulsions. Her thighs tightened around my head as she rode through the peak of her orgasm. Finally, she pulled her pelvis back to escape the overwhelming intensity of the prolonged oral stimulation.

As Jill lay collapsed on her back, I helped adjust her body into a comfortable position on the sofa. Then I unfastened the little hook on the waistband of her skirt to leave her completely naked.

Now the time had come for me to do my part as a man. Arising from the ground, I hovered over my woman, preparing to mount her in conjugation. Today I would go all the way with Dave's wife. Today she would receive my seed deep inside her womb. 

Just as I was about to spread myself over Jill's naked body, I took a quick glance to see how my wife was getting on with Dave. 

Tina lay locked in the sixty-nine position under her lover, her little skirt lying discarded on the floor. Dave was intermittently plunging his huge cock deep into her throat while his mouth was sloppily clamped over her pussy.

Tina seemed very content indeed, having the full attention of her illicit lover. She squirmed under his weight, accepting and enjoying his rather harsh and aggressive domination over her body. 

"Fuck me, darling ... please fuck me ..." Jill's pleading voice brought my attention back to her, "I can't wait anymore. I just want your cock inside me."

I positioned myself on top of her and kissed her tenderly on her lips. As Jill parted her legs to let me get between them, I moved my cock closer to her pussy. Then I let the tip of my cock slide back and forth along the soaked slit between her labia.

"Take me ... please ... make me yours ..." she begged.

Jill moaned in uncontrolled excitement as the engorged head slipped into her vaginal opening. I eased my cock very slowly all the way into the moist depths of her tight vagina. Then, with my cock embedded deep inside her, I kissed her very passionately on her lips while pressing my pelvis very firmly against hers.

"At last we are one," I whispered to Jill when our lips parted, "Now you are mine, only mine."

"Yes," she whispered back, "I'm all yours ... fill me up with your love ... fill me up with your sperm ..."

I drew my hip back to slowly withdraw my cock from her love slot. As soon as the head plopped out, I thrust into her again, going all the way in. Jill gave a subdued scream as my pubis thumped against hers.

"Oh Tom ..." she cried, " It feels fantastic to have you inside me."

"And it feels fantastic to be inside you," I told her.

Then I began to work on Jill like a piston inside her, slamming into her again and again. She moaned in ecstasy as she accepted each stabbing thrust of illicit love.

"Don't stop now," she begged, "Give it to me ... please ... don't stop ..."

When she threw her head back and tightened her body, I knew that she was heading for another climax. With her fingers digging into my back, Jill let out a shrill scream as she peaked in orgasmic pleasure. 

It did not take me very long after that to blast her with my load of pent up seminal juices. I shot load after load of thick fertile sperm deep into her. Finally, drained of all my energy, I collapsed onto her. I gave her a gentle kiss, then let my head rest on her bosom. 

With Jill's heartbeat pounding next to my ear, I strained my eyes to focus on the other couple still frolicking on the carpeted floor. I caught a hazy view of Tina lying on her back with Dave hovering over her naked body.

Dave's cock was still in full erection, so I reckoned that he had still not performed his ultimate duty. It did not look like he was in a hurry to fulfill the sexual obligation he owed Tina for tonight. I could see that he was taking his time savoring the full delight of fucking another man's wife. 

Lustful passion was clearly engraved all over my wife's beautiful face. I could imagine the utterly stormy state of mind she must be in after such prolonged foreplay with an extramarital partner. Tonight she was going to finally fulfill her ultimate fantasy of having another man's cock ejaculate inside her hot pussy.

I looked on in awe as Dave lovingly soothed Tina's hungry pussy with his caressing fingers, while his eager tongue lapped up the smoothness of her milk globes. Occasionally he would allow his fingers to venture into her love tunnel, eliciting soft murmurs of excitement from my wife.

Dave's tongue wandered aimlessly over Tina's torso, first over her chest, then moving down over her flat tummy, and later up the side of her slender neck. He nibbled at her earlobe for a while, then whispered something into her ear. Tina managed a weak smile and a gentle nod before closing her eyes in resignation.

I lifted my head to look at Jill's face. She was a picture of absolute bliss, eyes closed, lips slightly pouted, totally at peace with herself after her gratifying experience.

The next time I looked at the other couple, Dave was already lying on top of Tina. Her arms were wrapped lovingly around the man whose cock was poised to be the first one after mine to access her sacred recesses. My wife's lover had positioned himself steadfastly between her legs in readiness for their ultimate union.

I was in a daze. It was difficult to believe that this was really happening. Here I was lying fully drained after some really good sex with another man's wife. And there before my very eyes was my faithful wife, lying sprawled on her back, her chest thrust out in open invitation, her head thrown back in total resignation, her legs spread wide apart in anticipation, offering her everything to the man who was barely inches away from claiming her as his.

I could only watch as Dave guided his rock hard erection towards the drenched slit between Tina's labial folds. He gazed intently at her, like a wild beast surveying its prey before the final kill. 

I was totally mesmerized and felt absolutely helpless as my wife shamelessly tilted her hips upwards to receive Dave as the tip of his cock made contact with her aching pussy. Dave let his organ slide back and forth between Tina's sex lips like a trespasser testing the illicit territory.  

"You really love your wife, don't you?" Jill's soft voice seemed so far away.

"Yeah," I replied without even looking at her.

"I can see that ... it's so obvious ... but tonight she's not yours, darling," Jill continued, "You can look at her as much as you want, but you cannot have her tonight ... she's going to be taken again and again throughout the night, but only by my husband. I know my husband, and I know how much he's capable of in one night."

I looked at Jill's face. Her eyes were now open, and she was dreamily observing the other couple. 

"I may not be your wife, but I am your woman for tonight," Jill went on, almost mumbling to herself, "You have filled me up with your seed. You have fertilized my womb. Now you can use me as you like for the rest of the night. I will do anything for my man, and tonight you are my man." 

I turned to look at Tina and Dave just in time to see the glistening head of his penis slip effortlessly into her vagina. While Dave pushed his cock deeper into her, Tina let out a soft moan as she received her first extra-marital penetration.

"Oh Dave ... please ... slowly ... oooooh ... yeah ... " I could hear Tina mumble, as the huge monster sank deeper into her.

"She's lost her virginity," Jill murmured, with obvious sarcasm, "He's done it. My Dave has done it."

Like a bride on her wedding night, Tina accepted Dave's entry with initial apprehension which quickly switched to lustful excitement. And when his cock was fully embedded inside my wife's pussy, Dave let his lips meet hers in a kiss that blatantly expressed the passion and love that he was nurturing for her.

I turned to Jill and kissed her briefly on her lips. She seemed to be recovering somewhat from the exhaustion that had overcome her after her explosive orgasms.

"They're in love," she commented, again sounding a little sarcastic.

"So are we," I responded.

Jill wrapped her arms around my neck and clamped her lips against mine for another lingering kiss.

Dave had begun giving it to my wife real good, pumping into her violently, giving full vent to his virile urge. And Tina was playing her part well, moving her hips in harmony with his stabbing thrusts. She held on to her lover in utter desperation, her fingers digging and clawing into the back of his body, as she enjoyed her first ever fuck from another guy. Her lustful fantasy had at long last become reality.

The image of my wife locked in sexual intercourse with Dave conjured up all kinds of mixed feelings in my mind. I felt very aroused, and also felt very happy for her. I had always imagined her enjoying an adulterous fuck, but the reality of it produced an even more intense kind of emotional upheaval.

Watching Tina receiving the supreme token of love from Dave also elicited a tinge of envy and jealousy. She was my rightful wife, but tonight she was his, to use as he wished for his carnal pleasure. With my conjugal rights over her relinquished for tonight, the sight of her in Dave's loving arms made her look even more desirable and attractive than she had ever been before.

As Dave continued to satisfy the lusty needs of my dear wife, I was overcome by a strange yearning to touch her and to feel her. Her naked thighs cradling her lover looked whiter and smoother than ever before. Her breasts looked magnificent, and her lush lips so inviting. The picture of lust and passion painted on her innocent face, together with her seemingly helpless state, made her look utterly irresistible, and I wondered how I could have taken her so much for granted over the years.

With his cock lodged firmly inside her pussy, Dave raised her left leg and turned her over to lie on her side. He then proceeded to continue slamming his cock into her while she screamed in ecstasy.

"Oh, that's deep ... that's really deep ..." Tina cried out, as she received Dave's powerful thrusts.

Jill's loving fingers combed through my hair, and I realized that I was not giving her enough attention. I brought one hand down to her cum soaked pussy and let my fingers play with her swollen labia. At the same time, I took one of her nipples in my mouth and began to suckle on it.

"Are you ready for another round?" Jill asked, bringing her hand down to assess the state of my penis.

As if in reply, I sucked even harder on her breast and let two of my fingers slip into her slimy vagina. While finger-fucking her, I let my mouth move from one breast to another, licking and nibbling and sucking her milk bags to my fullest delight. 

My wife was now getting it doggie-style. Looking at them from my angle, I could not be sure but I assumed that Dave's cock was in Tina's pussy. I doubted that Tina would allow him to violate the sanctity of her anus. Anyway it would have been tough penetrating her anal sphincter for the first time without adequate lubrication.

I kissed Jill on her lips, then brought my lips close to her ear.

"Are you ready for your next orgasm?" I asked.

"No problem," she replied, "I'm ready for a whole night of orgasms."

Bringing my lips back to meet hers, I withdrew my fingers from her vagina and began to play with her engorged clitoris, rolling and rubbing the sex button with my fingers.

I was amazed at the intensity of Jill's response to the clitoral stimulation, especially when it was so soon after her previous orgasms. It did not take her very long to go into a spasm as she enjoyed her third climax for the evening.

"Thanks, that was great," she whispered, just as our lips parted after the long kiss, "I love you."

"I love you too," I whispered back to her.

Just then the tranquility of the room was abruptly disrupted by a very familiar ear-shattering scream. I turned my head quickly to see what was going on. 

Tina was lying on her back, and Dave was pounding her with all his might. His big cock was plunging into her again and again right between her quivering thighs. I admired Dave's level of energy as he relentlessly labored to satisfy my wife's infinite lust. 

"Aaaaaaahhh ..." my wife screamed again, "Give it to me, Dave ... fuck me harder ... don't stop now ... pleeease ... I need you, Dave ... I need you and your cock ..."

This was not the woman I had married a decade and a half ago. This was not the woman who had to fantasize and masturbate to enjoy illicit sex with her friend's husband. This was certainly not the woman who had to be cyberfucked by Morris, her online lover, to savor the pleasures of extramarital sex. 

This woman, who even at that very moment was being rammed repeatedly by a man whom she hardly knew, was the new liberated Tina. This woman, in the throes of carnal ecstasy, was the reincarnated Tina. Impaled on a very real man's very real cock, she was desperately pleading for more.

In her present state, Dave seemed rightly suited to quench her insatiable desire for raw and savage sex. The manner in which he was handling her in this drawn-out display of masculine prowess, there was absolutely no room left for Tina to feel unfulfilled sexually. Dave was a reservoir of inexhaustible vigor and manly vitality. He continued his barrage of stabbing blows even when an orgasmic spasm began to overwhelm my wife.

"Ooooh Dave ... I'm coming ... mmmmm ... oh my God ... I'm coming ..." my wife announced, as her thighs tightened and her hips rose in response to the sensory gush in her pelvis. 

Just as Tina's convulsions were beginning to subside, Dave pushed his engorged phallus deep into her vagina, pressing his pubis firmly against hers. His body arched back in an involuntary tightening that heralded his climax.

When Dave's hips began to buck and jerk uncontrollably, I knew that my wife's crowning desire was about to be satisfied. She was now on the verge of receiving another man's fertile seed deep inside her sanctimonious womb. 

Looking dreamily into my wife's face, Dave delivered shot after shot of his sperm deep into her, claiming her as his rightful woman for the night. And my wife lay savoring the blissful moments, emitting soft moans of pleasure, fully aware that she had finally fulfilled her ultimate fantasy.

When Dave finally tumbled limply onto her in utter exhaustion, Tina searched frantically for his lips to seal a kiss of heartfelt gratitude. With his cock still embedded inside her, Dave continued to give an occasional thrust as he responded with a deep passionate kiss marking the official consummation of their illicit love.

"I need a drink," Jill's soft voice drew my attention back to her. She was still lying under me, recovering from her series of orgasms.

"Let's go to the kitchen," I suggested, as I got onto my feet. I helped Jill up from the sofa, and we walked slowly, hand in hand, towards the kitchen. Quite a bit had taken place since our earlier trip to get ice from the kitchen.

As Jill and I shared a large glass of lemonade at the breakfast table, faint voices kept filtering in from the sitting room. We heard Tina's soft moans, an occasional groan, and then a long hissing cry , and we looked at each other in total fascination.

"Looks like my good husband is still at it," Jill whispered, "Working hard at pleasuring your love-starved wife."

"If she wants more, let her have more," I whispered back, "Your husband's very willing."

I looked at Jill admiringly. I was glad that I had her for company on this night of nights. She was such a sensible girl with a subtle sense of humor. And she looked really attractive sitting naked on the stool next to mine, taking little sips of lemonade. I had plans for her beautiful body just as her husband had plans for Tina's.

"Want another sip?" Jill offered me the glass. As I took the glass from her, I gave her a soft peck on her cheek. She smiled lovingly as I sipped on the drink.

I had just finished the last bit of lemonade in the glass when Tina and Dave appeared unannounced at the kitchen door. And what a couple they made.

The totally naked Dave had his strong arm wrapped assertively around Tina's waist, and the similarly unattired Tina appeared completely submissively as she leaned shamelessly against his masculine form. My wife and her lover projected a splendid picture of explicit sensuality.

Tina's unkempt hair, her beautiful face devoid of any visible make-up, her dreamy eyes with drooping eyelids, and her smooth white thighs smudged with glistening traces of her lover's semen - all bore testimony to the ravaging sexual encounter she had just experienced.

Dave's steady stature, his dominating demeanor towards the woman under his spell, and the good size of his throbbing semi-erect phallus - all foreboded a wild night of unbridled passion and sex for my newly emancipated wife.

"We're going upstairs," Dave announced in a very matter-of-fact way, as he tightened his hold around Tina to support her. Tina's legs seemed to have gone quite limp, almost on the verge of giving way.

"You can take her to the master bedroom," I told him, sending him a subtle message that he could take full charge of her with my blessings, "We'll take the guest room." 

"Thanks," Dave mumbled, placing his other arm behind Tina's legs and suddenly lifting her up. Holding my wife confidently in his arms, he headed for the staircase. 

"She can hardly walk," Jill commented, watching her husband carry his prey up the stairs, "But she's quite a woman."

"Hope she'll be okay," I didn't want my wife to go through anything unpleasant.

"Don't worry, she'll be begging Dave for his cock as soon as they are in bed. They are two of a kind, totally insatiable, made just for each other."




C'mon, Let's Spice It Up Ch. 09



I felt happy for Tina. Today was finally the day when all her pent up fantasies would be fulfilled. But I also felt a wee bit jealous, especially after Jill's remark about Tina and Dave being "made just for each other". It made me feel as if Dave was more suitable for Tina than I was. It also made me feel as if Dave was finally giving my wife something that I had failed to give during all our years of marriage. 

My consolation was that Dave's wife seemed quite happy with me. She seemed to prefer a no-pressure take-it-easy kind of sexual experience. And that's the way I like it too. So, maybe, even though Jill didn't say so, just maybe, she and I might be made for each other too.

"I'll be back shortly. Nature's call," my bladder was full, and I needed to relieve myself urgently.

"Go ahead. Take your time. I'll quickly do up a little snack for you," Jill seemed very much at home as she opened the fridge.

When I came back from the bathroom, I was taken aback to find Jill stretched out on the breakfast table. She had a bunch of grapes placed over her crotch, a small pile of butter cookies between her breasts, and her boobs were liberally coated with blackberry jam. Between her lips she held a chocolate toffee.

Looking straight into my eyes, she pointed to the toffee sticking out of her mouth. I got her non-verbal message and brought my lips down over hers and around the toffee. Jill bit it into half and I took my share into my mouth. Then I mashed my lips against hers.

"This is a pleasant surprise," I whispered when our lips finally parted. 

"Enjoy your meal," she said, munching on the chocolate toffee, "You'll be needing lots of energy later in the night."

I seated myself on the stool beside her and picked up the bunch of grapes. I plucked off a grape between my teeth and deposited it between her waiting lips. Then I plucked off another one for myself.

Next I spent some time diligently licking the jam off her breasts, putting in an extra effort to clean up the nipples. I also snapped up a couple of cookies along the way.

"They've run out of milk," Jill joked when I tried to suckle on her nipples. 

"You've got such beautiful breasts," I complimented her, "I can go on eating them and suckling on them the whole night long. But there are also a lot of other things I want to do with you." 

"Don't you want to share the cookies with me?" Jill asked, while she stroked the side of my face with her soft hand. "Of course," I said, picking up a cookie and dipping it in the sex sauce oozing out between her pussy lips, "A special cum-flavored cookie for you from your lover."

"Mmmmm ... " she murmured when I fed the cookie into her mouth, "Tastes fantastic ... and simply melts in the mouth ..."

For a moment my mind traveled upstairs to the master bedroom where my wife was being taken care of by Dave. I wondered what kind of new experiences were unfolding for Tina in the privacy of our bedroom. 

Jill gripped my cock around the shaft, abruptly bringing my mind back to the kitchen. I suddenly became aware that I had developed a fairly strong erection. And I wasn't sure if it was in response to my little game with Jill or as a result of my mind's preoccupation with Tina's possible escapades in the bedroom.

"Naughty, naughty, naughty boy," Jill tried to make fun of me, "Better finish up the meal. Lots of hard work ahead."

I picked up the last two cookies, putting one in Jill's mouth and one in mine. Then I licked her breasts to make sure there wasn't any more jam on them, sucking up her taut nipples in the process and, at the same time, fingering her cum-drenched pussy.

"Let's go upstairs," I suggested, knowing that I must be taking the words out of her mouth. 

"Sure," she responded, "Time for some serious work ..."

"You mean sex?" I interjected, while I helped her off the table.

"Call it what you may, as long as I don't feel too envious about your wife by the time it's morning."  

As Jill and I made our way towards the guest room, we passed by the master bedroom and I noticed that the door was slightly ajar. This was not at all surprising, considering how engrossed Tina and Dave were in each other. The room door must have been a low priority in these moments of high passion.

Jill needed to visit the bathroom, which was conveniently attached to the guest room. I darted out of our room to take a quick peep into the master bedroom.

The master room was very dimly lit. Only the dressing table light was on. But I could still get a clear view of the loving couple. 

Tina was lying supine with her head thrown back over the edge of the bed. Her lover was standing beside the bed, crouched over her, supporting himself on the bed on his outstretched hands. Tina held on desperately to the sides of his muscular buttocks.

Dave's huge cock was stuffed rather impolitely into Tina's mouth. My wife's sunken cheeks betrayed the enthusiasm and vigor with which she was accepting the piece of engorged meat deep inside her throat.

When Dave withdrew his cock halfway, only to slam it in again, Tina tightened her grip on him, as if not wanting him to get out of her mouth. I had never ever seen her in such submissive mood throughout our married life. And I had never before seen her gripped by such hunger for raw sex.

I could only watch as Dave began to slowly fuck Tina in her mouth. He slid his cock back and forth like a piston between her lips. I wondered if my wife was okay, especially on those strokes when he slammed deep into her with rather brute force.

The tingling sensation in my crotch made me bring my hand down, and I was amazed by the tremendous effect the erotic scene in the master bedroom was having on my penis. Watching my wife being savagely ravished by Dave had more than prepared my cock for the next session with Jill.

At the sound of the toilet being flushed, I hurried back to the guest room and lay down on the bed to await my lover. When the bathroom door opened, I turned my head to look at Jill walking slowly towards me in her naked splendor.

"Oh my my, I've got a big one waiting for me," Jill remarked, looking at my full erection. She got into bed and rolled over to lie on top of me with my penis squeezed against her tummy.

"Let's have a nice long fuck," she suggested softly into my ear, "No hurry. Make it nice and slow and steady. And at the end of it, lots and lots of your love juices inside me."

With that Jill gave me a soft kiss on my lips while steadying herself astride my hips. She guided my throbbing cock expertly into her soaking pussy and began to deliver gentle downward thrusts of her pelvis, allowing my erection to slip casually in and out of her at a steady pace.

It felt incredibly good just lying back and having my cock massaged by Jill's tight nulliparous vagina. She was fantastic, especially so when she intermittently contracted her pelvic floor to tighten her grip on my swollen shaft.

Just as I thought I was spiraling towards a climax, I rolled Jill over to the side and pulled my cock out before I could spill my seed. I was not going to let it end so fast. Jill wanted a long slow fuck, and that's what it was going to be.

We kissed passionately, our lips grinding together, and my tongue meeting and wrestling with hers. My hands roamed all over her, feeling and caressing her naked body, as we lay entangled in each other. I felt Jill's hands moving restlessly over my back, occasionally digging desperately into the flesh. 

When I rolled over to get on top of her, she looked pleadingly into my eyes. She was in the grips of a lustful passion that was written all over her beautiful face, and her large eyes clearly communicated the immediate needs of her body.

"Fuck me," she murmured, "Just put your big cock inside me and keep it in there ... just keep fucking me ... I need a nice long fuck ... fuck me the whole night long if you can ..."

I urged my cock towards her waiting pussy and, with a little thrust of my pelvis, slid the impatient tool into her slippery vagina. 

"Ohhhhhhh, darling ..." she mumbled, as she lay with her eyes closed, enjoying the presence of the monster inside her.

I began to work on her, with slow and gentle thrusts, gliding into her warm depths and sliding out, then gliding into her again and sliding out, pumping into her again and again and again, with no undue urgency, and no undue force.

Deep inside my heart I felt only love for this adorable girl, and I wanted to keep on making love to her. I wanted to see her enjoy her intimate union with me. I wanted her to treasure the moments when my fertile seed would be deposited in her womb.

"Ohhhhhhh, darling ..." she mumbled again, "It feels so nice ..."

Occasionally I would pause, with my cock embedded deep inside her, to give soft loving kisses on her face and lips, and sometimes I whispered little words of love and passion into her ear, further strengthening the tender bond between us. 

We were lost in each other, and we were lost in time. As I maintained a gentle and steady pace on her, Jill and I were lost in a universe of our own. Her face was an icon of absolute bliss as she took round after round of passionate pounding .

Our world of blissful passion was abruptly jolted by a shrill cry of erotic pleasure and maybe even pain. My wife's voice, echoing from the other room, snapped my mind back to reality.

Jill and I were obviously not the only ones in cloud nine. Dave was still working hard on my lusty wife, and I was very glad indeed that he was not letting up on his task of fully satisfying her voracious carnal needs.

"She's very noisy," Jill commented, "But I can't blame her. Dave's been waiting two weeks to get his hands on her. And I think she enjoys his rather rough and harsh style in bed."

I tended to agree with Jill. She was quite right in her assessment of Tina's sexual preferences. I was happy that Tina's special sexual needs were being met. But I hoped that, in his enthusiasm, Dave would not do anything too unpleasant or unnatural. 

The way I had seen him fucking her mouth earlier, with his dick lodged deep inside her throat, I was really amazed that my wife was actually enjoying the ferocity of the savage act.

"Let them fuck the way they want," I said, consoling myself, as I continued my gentle rhythm inside Jill's pussy, "And we'll just fuck the way we want."

"That's right," Jill agreed, "I just love the way you do it. Slow and steady, and so very passionate."

"You are such a sweet girl and your pussy is so tight and wet, I could go on making love to you forever."

"Please do, darling. Please let your cock stay inside my pussy and keep fucking me forever."

Then I increased my pace, and when Jill began to moan uncontrollably, I slammed repeatedly into her with more force than before.

"Oooooh ... that's fantastic ... keep fucking me, darling ... don't stop now ... fuck me till I cum ... fill me up with your hot juices ..."

We came almost simultaneously. She tightened up first, and very soon I felt the surge in my groins. I poured my load of seed into the depths of her vagina even as she quivered in the aftermath of her climax. 

Our lips met in a deep kiss as we cuddled up into each others arms, and we lay like that for what seemed like a very long time, drifting off into a dream-like state where nothing mattered more than being very close to each other.

I'm not sure when we really fell asleep, but the last thing I can remember is the tender touch of Jill's soft fingers as she fondled my semi-erect penis while whispering words of passion into my ear .

"I love you, Tom ... you are so wonderful. You really make me feel like a woman. I want to be with you more often. I want you inside me more often."

When I opened my eyes again, the early morning sunlight was already filtering in through the curtains. Before I could adjust my vision to the brightness, I became aware of a throbbing tightness in my genitals that made me realize that I was having a massive erection, and Jill's moist mouth was clamped around my shaft.

"I'm not going to let you off without another round of good fucking," Jill declared, giving my cock a short reprieve, "My pussy is just yearning for your cock."

"It's my pleasure, darling," I replied, drawing her up to face me, "Nothing would please my cock more than to be inside you."

And so we were again locked in coitus, enjoying our slow and steady pace, and relishing the wonderful feeling of being in physical and mental union.

When I finally ejaculated, Jill had already gone through one minor orgasm and another truly explosive one. She was really exhausted after this early morning round of sex. She just lay limp on her back, and I cuddled up next to her. 

Later, when Jill took a break to go to the bathroom, I took the opportunity to check out the next room. The door was still ajar, and I could hear my wife's soft moans of sexual pleasure. 

Peeping into the room, I could see Tina sprawled on her back, with Dave positioned between her legs. In marked contrast to the previous night's scene, Dave appeared more subdued and gentle. Tina had her long legs raised beside her lover, and her gaze was focused on his face. 

With his cock embedded deep inside my wife, Dave was only intermittently pumping into her. Occasionally he would plant little soft pecks on her face and lips. Most of the time he was staring admiringly into her eyes. Their relationship seemed to have taken a dramatic turn from purely physical to one full of love and passion.

I felt happy for my wife. Dave was the kind of lover she needed to dowse the flames of lust and carnal desire that had been raging inside her for so long. 

I had seen how she had let herself be used like a rag doll by Dave just a few hours earlier. Now she was being pampered with love by the same man as if she meant everything to him. 

When Dave suddenly became very still and stiff, I knew that my wife was about to receive another load of his seed. I wondered how many times he had deposited his semen inside her during the night.

I got a glimpse of Dave's thick seminal fluids oozing out of Tina's gaping cunt as soon as his limp tool plopped out of her. He had completed his job on her, and he had done it well.

I hurried back to the guest room to find Jill already lying peacefully on the bed. Getting into bed beside her, I wrapped my arm around her waist. 

"Went peeping, huh?" Jill had already guessed what I was up to, "Was my husband taking good care of your dear wife?

"Yeah, caught him pouring another load of sperm into her."

Later, as we lazed in bed, we chatted idly about our lives and about the beautiful night that had just passed.

It was almost noon by the time Jill and I got out of bed. After a quick wash, we found ourselves walking hand-in-hand down the stairs. We hadn't bothered to cover ourselves with any form of clothing.

We were snuggled up to each other on the sofa, gulping down some nice cold plain water, when the other couple made their appearance on the staircase. Our spouses were also both completely naked.

They headed straight for the kitchen and came out a little later, each one holding a large glass of water. Dave, of course, maintained his trademark hold around Tina's waist all the while.

They settled onto the other sofa, with Tina perched on Dave's lap, taking big gulps of water like two thirsty desert gypsies. I noticed the bruises on the sides of Tina's neck and on her upper arms - clear evidence of the violent passions that had gripped them through the night.

No one said a word, and no one had any facial expression to betray his or her inner feelings about the whole episode. It seemed as if the previous night's events had left all four of us with a kind of mental hangover.

Tina kept bringing her lips towards Dave's for brief smooches, while Dave's hand didn't stop its gentle caressing movements over her breasts.

"Wow!" Jill finally broke the ice, "What a night! What a consummating night!"

Tina and Dave looked startled by Jill's sudden outburst. They looked at Jill as if she had suddenly gone crazy or something.

Then Tina burst out laughing, and she leapt off Dave's lap onto the sofa just next to him.

"So now the two couples are married," she said excitedly, while inadvertently rolling Dave's flaccid cock between her fingers and thumb, "And the marriage has been properly consummated."

"I hope so," Dave added, giving Jill and me a questioning look, "I hope the two of you were not just looking at the stars all through the night."

"I've got enough of Tom's juices in my womb to drown you if I sit over your face," Jill retorted, obviously feeling somewhat belittled by Dave's sarcastic remark. 

"It's been a fantastic night, and I don't think anyone should have any complaints," I tried to sum up the general feeling of the foursome.

Later, as we helped ourselves to some snacks and milk in the kitchen, I noticed that Tina was a little lost in her thoughts. And Dave seemed to be taking every opportunity to let his hands grope her naked anatomy. 

It was about three in the afternoon before Dave and Jill took leave. Jill managed to find and get into the two scanty pieces of her costume. Tina wrapped a towel around herself and I slipped on a pair of shorts to make ourselves look a bit decent as we bid them farewell at the front door.

The farewell kisses spoke volumes for the loving relationship that had developed between Tina and Dave and between Jill and me. And there was no doubt that this rendezvous was just the beginning of many more such sexual encounters to come.

Just as Dave reversed his car out of the driveway, I caught a glimpse of our neighbor Fred tending to some roses on the other side of his garden. He seemed quite oblivious to the goings-on over on this side of the fence.

After closing the front door, Tina and I stood facing each other for a while. Then we wrapped ourselves in each other's arms, and locked our lips in a long deep kiss. Tina's lips tasted exceptionally good.

"How was your night?" I asked, when our lips finally parted.

"Couldn't have been better," my ravaged wife replied, "And I love you very much for that."

"I love you too, darling. I love you even more after last night."

We headed straight for the bedroom, dropped into bed, and soon we were fast asleep, but not before I noticed the tell-tale crusts sticking to the inner side of Tina's thighs. I lay close to my newly emancipated wife, clinging faithfully to her well-used body, despoiled of its innocence, fully conscious of the electrifying fact that her womb was still overflowing with Dave's fertile sperm. 

Over the next few days, Tina remained somewhat reluctant to talk freely, especially about our sexual escapade, tending to avoid direct eye contact and preferring to maintain a rather formal demeanor. This was not unexpected of a woman who had chosen to cast all her inhibitions aside to blatantly materialize her deepest illicit fantasies right before her husbands eyes.

I'm sure that feelings of guilt and embarrassment must have been tormenting my wife in the aftermath of her night of sexual indiscretion. I refrained from asking her any questions and completely avoided the topic of sex.

One week later, on Saturday afternoon, as I drove back from the local supermart with Tina, I suddenly felt her hand over my crotch. She gave my limp member a little squeeze that sent a tingle up my spine.

"You have quite some stuff there, huh?" she commented.

"What do you m... mean?" I stammered.

"I've been taking too much for granted all these years. Only realized it when I saw your little devil plunging in and out of Jill." 

"You're quite a whore yourself," I muttered, trying to keep up with the sensual tempo, "What haven't I been missing all these years?"




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"You feeling bad about me giving away my body and soul to Dave?"

"Of course not." 

"You having any regrets about Dave using me like a cheap whore for one whole night?"

"Of course not. I'm glad you transcended from fantasy to reality without undue trauma. And now I'm beginning to really appreciate you after looking at you engaged in such raw and wild sex with Dave."

We continued our conversation after reaching home, and I took the opportunity to clear some of the doubts that had been nagging me.

First and foremost, Tina reassure me that at no time did Dave treat her badly. In fact, it was with her consent and encouragement that he had appeared to act harshly during their love-making.

She admitted that she had become attracted to and had developed an emotional attachment to Dave. She asserted that there was no way that she could accept another man's seed inside her womb without first having some feelings of love for him. 

Tina was not very keen to go into the details of their physical acts, but she mentioned that Dave had shown an interest in anal sex. She did let him attempt an anal penetration, but this was duly aborted when she could not bear the pain. Dave had then inserted a finger into her rear, and she had felt sensations which were really intense.

When I asked Tina if she would like to have another go at it, she was quiet for a while. Then she looked me straight in my eyes and smiled softly.

"We've come so far," she spoke slowly, "We can't just let it be a one night stand. Of course I would love to go for it again, not just with Dave and Jill but also with any other suitable lovers that come our way."

I fully shared my wife's sentiments and, as I pulled her towards me to give her a loving kiss, all kinds of thoughts and fantasies raced through my head.



C'mon, Let's Spice It Up Ch. 10



Life had taken a completely new direction. While, just six months earlier, sex had degenerated to nothing more than just a little side activity to maintain our status as husband and wife, it now seemed to have become the main ingredient of our rejuvenated relationship.

Starting from Tina's secret fantasies, and later our role-playing games, a new reality had evolved where love and sex were no longer shackled by suspicion and jealousy. During our night of passion with Dave and Jill, we had shared totally unconditional joy and satisfaction. 

Being "unfaithful" together with mutual consent, respect and understanding had strengthened the bond between us as a couple, and we now looked at ourselves as a unit rather than as two individuals.

Tina could no longer be considered the innocent wife she had been for so many years. But I liked this new Tina with her uninhibited sexuality.

Life does not always have a predictable course. Our love affair with Dave and Jill had to be abruptly put on hold when, just three weeks after that wonderful weekend, Dave received notice of an overseas posting. The couple had to leave within three days, and were expected to be away for at least six months. 

While we were happy for Dave and Jill, we also felt sad about having to miss their company for the next few months.

Now we were back to square one. We needed some good company to keep our lifestyle going. Our sex was sizzling, especially when we spiked it up with some hot pillow talk. But we needed another couple to keep us at that higher dimension of lust and passion.

We were beginning to wonder whether we would have to start all over again at the swingers club. But there was no guarantee that we would find another compatible couple like Dave and Jill. 

Then, quite unexpectedly, I bumped into Fred, our next-door neighbor, at the local supermarket. 

Fred seemed overly excited to see me, and he was quite keen for a chat. We decided to catch up on the latest over a cup of coffee at the in-house cafe.

"You had some company over at your place last month?" Fred asked, trying to sound very casual.

"Yeah," I replied, "Just a nice couple we met at a party."

"They stayed overnight?"

"Yeah," I answered in a matter-of-fact way, "It got a bit late into the night, so they decided to stay on."

"Quite a night the four of you had," Fred continued, with a mischievous smirk, "Tina was certainly having the time of her life."

Fred went on to tell me that he and Annie were quite surprised to hear Tina screaming away into the wee hours of the morning. He was sure that some of the other neighbors would also have heard her delirious and joyous cries.

"Must have been the drinks," I tried to explain, but Fred was quite unconvinced and persisted in a suggestive line of questioning.

He had noticed Jill's scanty outfit. He had also observed how Tina was draped in nothing more than a small towel when the other couple were leaving. And he hadn't failed to see the long goodbye kisses that Dave and I had shared with each other's wives.

I realized that Fred had already added two plus two, and was only trying to get me to confirm his hunch about the goings-on at our place that night. 

At first I thought of just telling him off and asking him to mind his own business. Then I suddenly had a foxy idea.

"Maybe we should invite you and Annie over one of these days," I suggested, trying to test his line of thought.

"Good idea," he responded, sounding quite enthusiastic, "We've never really got together before, I'm sure we'll have a great time."

"We could even get Tina to give a repeat performance," I teased him.

"The whole night?"

"Yeah, why not? If you can handle her."

Fred was a bit taken aback by what I was obviously implying. But he tried to act cool.

"And what about Annie?" he asked.

"Why, worried that I might take advantage of her? Don't worry, I'll take good care of her."

It looked like we had got the message through to each other. I couldn't wait to let Tina into this new development. 

"When can we invite them over?" I asked Tina as soon as I got home.

"Who?" she asked.

"Fred," I blurted out without hiding my excitement, "Fred and Annie."

"You mean our neighbors?"

"Yeah, who else? What about the last weekend of the month? The kids will be off from school for a week. They'll love to go to their granny's."

I told Tina about my conversation with Fred. I told her how Fred appeared to have guessed what such a get together implied. But I cautioned her to keep a hold over her expectations and not to be disappointed if things did not go the right way.

"He's been giving me strange looks recently," Tina noted, "I'm sure he knows what to expect." 

"We'll have to lead them on, darling," I suggested, "You'll have to lead the way with Fred if you want things to happen. You do want things to happen, don't you?"

"Of course, I do. You know how I would love to have him between my legs."

"But we can't take any chances," Tina continued, after a little thought, "They'll have to go for the medical checkup."

I called Fred on his mobile later that day. This time it was very straight talk. I made it clear that we were very particular about sexual health, leaving no doubts at all about the kind of get together we were planning. 

Within a week the test results were back. Both were free of any contagious ailment. So the party was on.

The following Saturday Tina and I couldn't wait for evening to arrive. Both of us were very highly turned on. Throughout the day, we had to really resist the strong urge to fuck. It was only fair to let Fred have a clean pussy to start off his night with Tina. 

We still had no idea what to expect. There was every possibility that the whole thing might just be one big embarrassing fiasco. What if Annie did not want to go through with it? What if Fred developed cold feet? 

Our first acquaintance with Dave and Jill had been in a totally sexual environment at the swingers club. When they came over to our house, we had already experienced a night of soft swinging with them, and sex was already the main item on everyone's agenda. 

On the other hand, with the rather formal nature of our relationship with Fred and Annie as our good neighbors for the past five years, we feared that the ambiance and mood for the evening might not be conducive enough for unconventional and compromising behavior. 

Tina wore the same black dress she had worn to Paradise Lounge and also to The Nest. She called it her "lucky dress". It was sexy and yet fairly decent. She matched it with lacy black lingerie. 

When the neighbors arrived, it was a pleasant surprise to see the normally prudish Annie wearing a small white skirt barely covering her ass and a tiny red blouse that left her midriff generously exposed. I couldn't help gawking at her melons bulging above the neckline.

"Hi," Fred greeted Tina, giving her a nervous peck on her cheek. I shook his hand and craned my neck to kiss Annie on her cheek. On the spur of the moment, she turned her face to let my kiss land right on her lips. This was another pleasant surprise for the evening.

Helping ourselves to the drinks from the make-shift bar, we settled onto the sofas in the living room, munching tidbits and making small talk. Our guests occupied one sofa, while Tina and I sat on the other.

The initial mood was, of course, rather formal. But the drinks began to work their magic. The language was the first to become tainted . Even the first round of drinks got everyone loosened up quite a bit.

The small talk transitioned imperceptibly into an idle exchange of sexual innuendos complete with terms of endearment and frequent references to the illicit possibilities that lay ahead.

When Fred began to call Tina by terms like "sweetheart" and "darling", Tina responded with names like "honey" and "dear". Annie was a bit quiet, but I tried to tease her with names like "love" and "sugar".

Then, Fred made a couple of naughty remarks about Tina's dress. Instead of getting offended, she took the opportunity to seduce him by manipulating her legs to expose more of herself to him. The way Tina was now sitting I was pretty sure that she was giving Fred an unobstructed view of her panties.

"Matching black ..." Fred mumbled to himself but loud enough for everyone to hear, and my suspicions were confirmed. 

"Want something, dear?" my wife asked Fred. The question seemed so suggestive, almost like an offer. 

I knew that it was time for Tina and Fred to get physically closer to each other, and I had this urge to watch my wife being taken by him.

"He wants you," I said in a very matter-of-fact way.

Tina turned to stare at me with a somewhat puzzled look on her face.

"He wants your pussy, darling," I continued, "He wants to fuck you."

Tina looked stunned. I had never before offered her to another man in this way. With Dave, everything had been so discreet, like closing one eye to all that was happening. And now here I was telling my wife so openly something that she already knew ... that our good neighbor was wanting to fuck her. 

"Wanna watch a fuck movie?" my wife asked in a slurred voice, as if trying to change the subject, "I've got a real hot one ..." 

"I wouldn't mind, honey," Fred responded, "Always something new to learn from these movies ... you said you've got a real hot one ... you mean the movie or something else?"

"I meant the movie ..." said Tina, as she got up to slot in a DVD, "... on the other hand, I also have a real hot pussy waiting for you ... but not so fast, darling ..."

"Why don't you and Annie exchange places?" I suggested to Tina, trying to sound very casual. 

"Yeah," Fred quickly added, unable to conceal his excitement, "Let's add a bit more fun to the evening ..."

"Let's do it properly," Tina interjected, pressing on the remote to pause the movie during the opening credits, "Tom, why don't you formally hand me over to Fred for tonight."

"Yeah, " mumbled Annie, as if not wanting to be left out, "And Fred can hand me over to Tom, to pleasure him through the night." 

"With full consent for all eventualities," Tina added with a naughty smirk.

"And with no conditions attached," Annie mumbled again. 

So Fred took Annie by her hand and I took Tina by hers, and we swapped partners, handing our spouses over to their respective lovers for the night. Annie ended up on my sofa and Tina on Fred's. 

Fred and Tina immediately locked their lips in a long deep kiss. Annie and I watched them for a while, then proceeded to emulate them. The spouse swap marked the beginning of a new chapter in our relationship with the neighbors.

I could sense the excitement in Tina's body language. She needed a man to quench her lust, and today Fred would fulfill that need. Annie may be just going along with the tide, but the way she kissed and the way she looked into my eyes betrayed an underlying need.

After the introductory kisses, Tina took the remote from the coffee table and pressed on it to get the movie going. 

"A New Beginning". The title of the movie finally appeared on the screen. 

Tina and Fred sat very close to each other with Fred's arm wrapped over her shoulders. Each time they spoke to each other, their lips almost met. 

Annie and I still had a gap between us, but my hand rested on her naked thigh. When I began to gently stroke her smooth flesh, Annie let her head drop sideways onto my shoulder.

"A New Beginning" was the story of a marriage gone stale. The husband decides to spice things up by taking his wife for a holiday to a 'beach resort' which he knows is in fact a naturist club. Although he pretends to be embarrassed by the goings-on at the club, he nevertheless manages to coax his wife into staying on, convincing her that nudity is just an option at the 'resort'. 

The ambiance in the midst of blatant nudity at the club plays havoc on the matronly wife, overwhelming her to the extent that her pent-up passions begin to stir. Soon the couple find themselves shedding first their clothes and then their inhibitions, romping in the buff on the beach with the other guests. Before long, new forbidden relationships begin to develop. 

The movie had a rejuvenating effect. The explicit carnality on the screen, with graphic scenes of adulterous sex, sent the adrenaline gushing.

"You want to fuck my wife like that?" I asked Fred, as a couple fucked like rabbits at the poolside in the movie. It was then that I noticed that Fred's hand had already slipped under the neckline of Tina's dress, obviously cupping her breast.

"I've been wanting to fuck your angel from the day I first laid my eyes on her," Fred confessed, as he boldly let his other hand get under Tina's hemline. He was now assailing her on two fronts, but he did not really seem to be in much of a hurry to bag his prey.

Annie and I worked discreetly on each other. Her hand rested confidently over my crotch, and I could feel an occasional squeeze on my bulge. My hand, which had earlier been resting on her thigh, had already found its way up to her groin.

The matronly wife in the movie seemed to be getting the hang of things. She stops clinging to her husband and starts mixing around with the crowd. Soon she finds herself locking lips with a young stud. It's a very arousing scene as she allows the lad to take liberties with her, fondling her breasts and grabbing her bottom, right before her husband's eyes. 

Through the corner of my eye, I caught Tina and Fred kissing passionately. My wife's dress was drawn up and Fred's fingers were grappling with her tiny panty.

I looked at Annie. With a faraway look in her eyes, she had already unzipped my pants and was gripping the shaft of my erect penis through the soft material of my underwear. I tugged on her panties to expose first her neatly trimmed pubic mound and then her engorged and wet vulva.

In the meantime, everything is going really well for the couple in the movie. The scene has shifted to their room where another couple has been invited over supposedly for a round of drinks. However, initial innocent flirtations lead on to physical contact, and the two couples end up swapping partners. The prude wife gets fucked by a virtual stranger while her husband gleefully reciprocates with the other woman. 

"Ohhhh ... Fred ..." Tina's voice rang out above the movie's erotic soundtrack. Her panties clung to her thighs just above her knees, and Fred had his fingers digging into her vagina.

"Tina ..." Fred spoke in a very soothing tone while his fingers relentlessly fucked my wife's pussy, "I want to be inside you ..."

"Yeah ... Fuck me, Fred ..." my wife begged.

"In due time, my darling ..." he reassured her, "... in due time ... let me get you really wanting it ..."

I had seen Tina being taken all the way by Dave. I had seen him ramming his cock into her and filling her up to her brim with his sperm. So it wasn't really such a big deal for my wife to be fucked by another man. 

But, somehow, it seemed different today. Was it because Fred was our neighbor, and we had known him for so long? Was it a sort of taboo because my wife was making out with someone familiar like our neighbor? Dave was virtually a stranger when he fucked my wife. Fred and Annie, on the other hand, had been our neighbors for the past five years.

Annie had by now unfastened my belt and scooped my throbbing cock out over the top of my underwear. She already had my knob between her lips and, as she licked the tip, I fingered the wetness between her labia. 

I looked at the screen to see the two guys fucking the brains out of each other's wives. And the two ladies were thoroughly enjoying the adulterous sex like they had never been fucked before.

Suddenly Tina let out a soft murmur. I turned my head to see Fred's fingers playing with her clitoris. Their lips were glued together in a deep exchange of sinful love as Fred assaulted Tina at her most sensitive spot.

Over the past few months, Tina had openly expressed her desire to have sex with Fred, and I had actively encouraged her lustful yearnings. Our neighbors were, after all, among the candidates we had eyed as possible partners in our amorous lifestyle. 

Now, looking at them locked in torrid embrace, I was sure that she would not be disappointed by this opportunity to fulfill her lascivious desire. 

As if in response to my thoughts, Tina moved her hand down to boldly grasp the fullness in Fred's crotch. I knew that she would have that cock inside her before the night was done.



I looked at Annie's face and her eyes said all there was to say. Gazing into my eyes, she was begging for the illicit nectar to quench her lust.

"I had always dreamed of tasting your lips," I whispered, "But now I want more than that. I want to taste every part of your lovely body."

"We have the whole night ahead," she whispered back, "You can have me the whole night long. You can taste any part of me that you desire. Don't worry about Tina. Fred will take absolutely good care of her. He's been eying her for five long years. He's been yearning to fuck her. Tonight he's going to give it to her real good."

"She needs to be fucked like that," I said, pointing to the orgy on the screen.

"You can leave it to Fred. There's no stopping him once he's started banging her."

"I want to see him banging her," I confessed.

As I eased Annie's panties from her curvaceous hips down her thighs, my attention was drawn to the suckling sounds of Fred's mouth working on Tina's breast. My wife's dress had already been pulled down to her waist, and her bra cup had been pushed up to expose one nipple. 

Tina had by now slipped her hand inside Fred's unzipped pants, laying claim to the cock that was going to satisfy her for the night. 

I dropped Annie's panties on the floor and let my fingers play with her drenched pussy lips. 

"You're so wet," I whispered.

"I need you, Tom ... I'm all wet for you ..." I heard her murmur softly, as she lay down on her back.

Annie squirmed in excitement as I continued to fondle her genitals. I pushed one finger into her tight vagina, and she let out a soft murmur.

I glanced momentarily at the other couple to see Tina's bra hanging loose, with both her breasts fully exposed. Fred was busy working fervently on her milky boobs.  

I stepped off the sofa to strip myself naked. Annie looked yearningly in the direction of my full erection, her face contorted in the grips of lust and passion. 

I pulled down her tiny skirt to expose her lower half. She sat up quickly and wasted no time in stripping off her blouse and unhooking her bra. I pulled her bra away, leaving her completely naked. 

Annie had a marvelous pair of nulliparous mammary globes, definitely bigger and firmer than Tina's. I could not believe that the girl sitting at the edge of the bed was the same modest-looking neighbor whom I had secretly watched and desired for so long.

I coaxed Annie to bring her head down to take my erection in her mouth. She gagged a little when I pushed my cock too far into her throat, but otherwise she worked quite confidently with her lips, tongue and occasionally even her teeth to bring me close to a climax.

I didn't want to ejaculate too soon, so I lay her down on the edge of the sofa and worked my mouth on her pussy. I kissed and licked the forbidden areas of her body till she let out a shrill cry heralding her first orgasm for the night. 

Then I brought my mouth up to taste her milk bags. They were more than a handful and an absolute delight to nibble and suckle.

"Oh my god," she kept murmuring, as I satisfied my pent-up hunger for her body. 

I had watched Annie each day as she walked up her driveway returning from work. I had fantasized about her, never expecting those fantasies to become a reality. Now we were together, both completely naked and heading for carnal union.




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"Fuck me ..." she begged, "Please fuck me ... I cannot wait any longer ... please ... I want your cock ... inside me ..."

I positioned myself between her thighs, and clamped my mouth over hers. Then I took her, plunging my cock deep into her wet and slippery vagina.

"Ooooohhh ..." she screamed, as I began to gave it to her with full force, stabbing her repeatedly with my throbbing piece of meat. 

"Don't stop now ..." she begged at the top of her voice, "Fuck me ... fuck me forever ..."

I kept up the pace, mercilessly thumping her till I felt the surge in my groins.

"I'm going to fill you up with my sperm," I taunted her, "I'm going to make you my woman ..."

"Make me yours ..." she yelled, "Make me all yours ... fill me up with your sperm ..."  

I exploded deep inside her, shooting load after load of my juices into her womb. My lovely neighbor's lips mashed against mine in a spontaneous gesture of love as I dropped in exhaustion onto her heavenly form.

My semi-erect penis remained lodged inside her tight vagina, bathed in the warmth of my thick fertile semen. We lay like that for some time, both physically drained and sexually quenched, till my penis finally plopped out of the slimy entrance to her cunt. 

I glanced sideways to see Tina lying naked on her back with Fred's face buried between her thighs. I knew how enchanting my wife's pussy was, and I was sure that she was not going to let Fred stop eating her until she had climaxed. 

The movie was still running. The husband watches intently as his utterly overwhelmed wife experiences her first ever gangbang. I got the impression that the husband had brought his unwary wife to the resort primarily to break her out of her sexual inhibitions. He appears quite aroused as she engages in totally unbridled sex with other men. 

One stud has just finished discharging a full load of semen into her cunt. His thick cum is seeping out of her vagina around his shaft which is still lodged inside her. Another guy, whose cock she has earlier been sucking, squirts his juices all over her face. Her chest is littered with globs of semen probably deposited by a couple of black guys hovering over her with their cocks dripping. 

"I love you," I whispered to Annie, "You are such a sweet and lovely girl. I wish I could have you in bed every night."

"You want your wish to come true?" Annie asked, with a dreamy gaze, "Just send your wife over to keep Fred company every night."

As I rolled off to lie beside Annie, I heard Tina's voice, shamelessly crying out in erotic ecstasy. I looked towards her. 

She was gripped in the throes of passion, still enjoying the pleasure of Fred's mouth plugged over her pussy. I was glad that her new lover was not disappointing her. Fred seemed to be a very patient lover, allowing Tina to thoroughly enjoy every phase of being taken by him.

The movie was coming to an end with the gangbanged wife sprawled on the bed, thick cum oozing out of her cunt and anus, her face and body covered with the masculine juices of at least ten men.

"That's not my idea of being sexually pleasured," Annie muttered, as I pressed on the remote to switch off the TV, "I prefer to enjoy one guy at a time."

"Let's go get something to drink," I suggested, and helped my new sex partner off the sofa. Taking her hand in mine, I led her towards the kitchen.

As we approached the kitchen door, my wife's voice echoed in my ears, begging Fred for his cock. 

"Fred ... please ... I need your cock ... fuck me please ..." She was frantic and she was loud, almost as if she wanted me to hear it straight from her mouth.

Annie and I sat at the breakfast table, taking turns sipping the juice. Annie kept looking at me with a half-smile on her face.

"She's finally met her match," Annie commented, "From now on, you can depend on Fred to meet all her sexual needs. She'll love that."

"I don't mind ..." I responded, "As long as I can have you ... your husband can have her ..."

"Fred, call him Fred," Annie corrected me, "Not my husband."

"What do you mean?"

"He's not my husband. Everyone thinks he's my husband. But he's not my husband. He's my brother."

"Your brother?" I was shocked.

Annie went on to tell me how her parents had died in a car crash when she was just ten years old. Fred was eighteen at that time. He was forced to give up his studies so that he could work to earn some money. He took good care of her, always putting her needs before his. He made sure that she completed her studies right through college. He even sacrificed his social life and avoided getting entangled with any girls. 

"Ours was a purely brother-sister relationship until we moved to this town five years ago. Then we had to pretend publicly that we were a married couple just to avoid a scandal. But we had a strictly brother-sister relationship at home, sleeping in separate rooms and upholding a standard of modesty and decency with each other. 

"Then, one morning about three years ago, I happened to bring a cup of tea up to his room like I often did before going to work. I made the mistake of not knocking before opening his door. He was lying in bed with his boxers pulled down, his huge erection throbbing in one hand, his other hand holding a recent photograph of me in a bikini. He was utterly embarrassed, and I felt very bad about it. But you know what? Looking his big cock really turned me on. I had never seen one before, and his was in full erection. 

"I was confused but at the same time I was aroused, and I didn't want to leave my brother in that humiliated and devastated state. So I simply joined him in his "dirty" act. With both of us in it together, I hoped to lessen his burden of guilt and trauma.

"He desperately struggled to pull his boxers up, but I brushed his hands away and gripped his hard erection. As he lay helplessly on the bed, I jacked him off to a glorious ejaculation, and then topped it off with a rather sloppy kiss on his lips. I went to work after that, leaving my speechless dear brother to recover from the unanticipated turn of events.

"Throughout the day I kept thinking of my brother's cock. I also kept wondering about the possible consequences of my impulsive act. But deep down inside me I felt a kind of excitement that I had never felt before. 

"That night I went to his room wearing just a sheer nightie and got into bed with him. He didn't utter a word as I got under the sheets. I knew he was naked because his boxers were hanging on the side chair.

"It was a long night. A night of unthinkable and sinful pleasures. Brutally broken taboos. A night of wicked seductions. Total surrender. I let myself be taken by my own brother, sacrificing my virginity to consummate our new incestuous relationship. 

"After that I moved into his room and, from brother and sister, we became a virtually married couple. I don't know whether you noticed any difference but our whole lifestyle changed after that.

"We tried to legalize it but the registrar of marriages wouldn't recognize our new relationship. So, looks like Fred and I have no choice but to keep fucking as brother and sister. We love each other and wouldn't want it any other way." 

I was dumbfounded. I didn't know what to say. All I could do was to embrace her tightly and kiss her gently all over her face.

"Please don't ask Fred anything about this, and please don't mention it to Tina or anyone else."

I could hear Fred moaning in pleasure in the other room. Occasionally I thought I also heard Tina's subdued voice, gulping and gagging, obviously with something stuffed up her throat. 

"You want to see what he's doing to your wife?" Tina almost read what was on my mind, "Go ahead. I don't mind."

I stepped back to take a glance. Tina was lying with her head thrown back over the edge of the sofa. And her lover was hovering over her with his cock inside her mouth. Fred was giving it to her, mercilessly plunging his cock deep into her throat, and Tina seemed to be taking it all in her stride. Her hands held on to his bare buttocks, urging him on.

This was the second time I had caught my wife in a similar situation. I had previously seen her being taken in the mouth exactly the same way by Dave. I got the impression that she particularly liked to throw her head back in this submissive way to let her lover give her a good fuck in the depths of her throat.

Just before I moved back to join Annie, I watched Fred bring his mouth down between Tina's thighs for the second time. Locked in the sixty-nine position, he began to eat her pussy while keeping his cock lodged inside her mouth.

"So you enjoyed watching them, huh?" Annie asked.

"I didn't know Tina was such an expert with her mouth."

"Oh, you probably don't know a lot of things about her," Annie laughed. She got up with the jug of fruit juice and walked over to the fridge. As she bent down to place the jug on the lowest shelf, her big breasts dangled down invitingly and her seductive round buttocks teased my eyes with their gentle sway. She looked mischievously in my direction.

"What's this? What's happening?" she quipped, glaring at my fully erect cock with wide-eyed amusement, "The little fellow seems to be getting restless. Looks like he got excited by your wife's antics with Fred?"

"To some extent, maybe. But you can't really blame him when an irresistible doll like you keeps teasing and tempting him."

"Be patient," she consoled me, coming back to sit beside me, "The whole night is still ahead, and tomorrow morning as well. I haven't had enough yet, and I haven't given you enough yet.

I don't believe in a cursory fuck. I believe that if you are going to be fucked, then let it be a good and thorough fuck. Fred knows that, and he has learned to do his job well. That's why I can assure you that your wife will be fully satisfied by the time he finishes with her." 

Annie was not at all the prude I had made her out to be during the past five years. She was hot, in a very nice way. She had been carnally pleasuring her brother for the past few years. Now it looked like she was also going to cater for my sexual needs. And Fred was all set to give it to my wife like she never would have imagined before.

"Let's go for a walk outside," Annie suggested, just as I finished the last bit of juice in the glass.

"Outside? Where?"

"The back. Behind the house. Where Tina hangs the laundry. And I must say she does it in style."

"What do you mean, in style?"

"In the buff. And she sure is a real good tease. You can imagine the load of pent-up passion my dear brother has to give vent to today." 

I knew that Tina had been out in the backyard a couple of times without any clothes on. In fact it had pleased me to see her shed some of her inhibitions. But I didn't know that she was regularly playing a teasing game in our backyard.

"You mean Fred's seen her naked?" I couldn't believe that Tina had been up to such mischief.

"Many times ... leering at her from the window ... jerking away on his swollen cock ..."

"Masturbating? While watching Tina naked?"

"Yeah ... sometimes I would help him with his cock while he chanted Tina's name longingly ..." 

I unlocked the door leading from the kitchen to the backyard. Then, completely naked, Annie and I strolled out into the backyard. As we approached the long garden bench at the far end of the well-maintained lawn, we stopped and gazed into each other's eyes. 

I had never been out naked like this before. I wrapped my arms around Annie and let my lips touch hers, gently at first, then more aggressively, mashing my lips against hers in a shameless expression of illicit love.

Annie opened her mouth to let my tongue into the sweet recesses that lay beyond her lips. Her tongue met mine in a friendly bout of wrestling, while her teeth clashed against mine in wild fervor.

I grabbed the firm flesh of her ass cheeks, kneading the meat like dough. My cock was now solid hard, compressed between the two grinding abdomens.

"Fuck me," she begged when our lips parted momentarily, "Just fuck me ... put your cock inside me and fuck me ..."

When I mashed my mouth against hers again, her body became limp and her legs just gave way. I clung on to her, slowly laying her down on the wooden bench.

"Fuck me please ..." she murmured again, parting her long slender legs to give access to her pussy.

I descended on her, aligning myself between her thighs. My impatient cock plunged into her wet and slippery hole without warning, and I began to give it to her with unrestrained vigor. She bit into her lower lip to hold back her screams.

With the stars in the clear sky as witness I fucked Annie like I had never fucked a woman before. She accepted thrust after thrust of violent intrusion into the sanctity of her womb. She wanted exactly that. To be violated and to be ravished and pounded ruthlessly by someone other than her brother-cum-lover.

"Please don't stop ... give it to me ... harder ... harder ..." she kept murmuring, as I held back my juices as long as I could. 

I don't know how long I kept up my sexual assault on Annie. When my juices finally broke through and flooded her depths, Annie was overwhelmed by a mixture of emotions. She seemed to be laughing and crying, both at the same time. And her body was writhing and squirming uncontrollably in the clutches of a terrific orgasm. 

We rolled off the bench onto the lush grass. Sometimes I was on top of her, and sometimes she was on top. Nothing in the world seemed to matter. Just the two of us, now united in illicit lust and passion.

My wife Tina was nowhere in my mind while Annie and I were locked in wild sexual intercourse. Previously I had thoroughly enjoyed sex with Dave's wife Jill, but she never had such an enchanting grip on me. Annie was exceptionally charming, taking absolute possession of my body and captivating my mind with her magical spell.

It was getting rather cold outside. So, after rolling around on the grass for a while, I lifted my limp sex partner and gently carried her indoors. The two hands on the kitchen clock lay very close together, both pointing at twelve.

As I was about to enter the sitting room I was greeted by a chilling scream. Then I heard Tina gasping desperately in ecstatic agony.

Carrying Annie as my prize for the night, I walked through the sitting room towards the staircase. I paused at the foot of the staircase to watch Fred pumping doggie-style into my wife.

When Fred suddenly began to jerk helplessly, I knew that he would be filling her depths with his juices. As his spasms subsided, he collapsed over her back and kissed her lovingly over the nape of her neck. 

This was the second man I had ever seen fucking my wife and ejaculating inside her. But Tina seemed so much more submissive tonight than she was in her encounter with Dave. And Fred seemed more dominant, energetic and aggressive than I had expected him to be.

"Let them be," Annie murmured, aware that my attention was being distracted by the other couple, "Let's go upstairs and take care of each other." 

Later, Annie and I lay in the guest room, enjoying gentle kisses and soft caresses, and getting to know each other better. We talked about ourselves, our likes and dislikes, our sexual preferences, our thoughts about life in general, opening ourselves up to each other, and we talked about our partners, their idiosyncrasies, their shortcomings and their merits .

Annie seemed to think that Fred and Tina were very compatible sexually and deserved some leeway to continue their relationship. She also made it obvious that she wanted her relationship with me to be more than just a one night stand. My initial uneasy feelings about this line of thinking were quickly dispelled by her reassurance that she was only looking forward to a richer sexual experience for all four of us while maintaining our domestic partnerships.

"The four of us can have two regular sex partners each, and I wouldn't mind being a third partner for your wife, if you catch what I mean," she whispered with obvious excitement, "And we would be just next door to each other, always available for each other. Fred needs another woman, not just his sister. I feel so happy for him."

Annie's reference to a possible lesbian liaison with Tina came as a surprise, and I wondered if Tina would oblige. Anyway I had no objections.

"Sounds good. Depends on how Tina and Fred feel about it."

"After tonight there's no way they're going to object to such an arrangement," Annie said, as I got on top of her.

"You and I have a lot of fucks to catch up on, darling, so let's get going. Let me fill you up with another load of fertile sperm."

We kissed a lot as we fucked, and I could feel an emotional bond drawing us closer together. We looked into each other's eyes, exchanging silent messages of lustful love. 

I wanted to keep fucking Annie forever. And I was sure that Fred would have loved to do the same with Tina. Even more important, I was pretty certain that my dear wife wouldn't mind having her pussy serviced regularly by Fred's cock in the days to come.

It was about three thirty in the morning when Annie and I lay exhausted in each other's arms. We had not slept a wink. And we had not bothered to check on what was going on with the other couple. 

I was snapped out of my lovey-dovey state of malaise and indifference by a piercing scream from the other room. It definitely sounded like Tina crying out in pain.

"Don't worry," Annie reassured me, "Sounds like he just popped her cherry."

"Popped her what?"

"Her anal cherry, dear," she mumbled, flashing a naughty smile in the dim light, as she gently stroked my back.

"Anal cherry?" I wondered audibly, "Would Tina go for it?"

"She's game for anything ... and so is Fred ... just let them do what they want ..."

While we lay recuperating, I could hear the illicit creaking of my marital bed against Tina's muffled moans, as she continued to take the relentless sexual assault in full stride. 

I must have nodded off after that, because the next time I looked at the table clock it was just past four. Annie looked beautiful sleeping in my arms.

When I turned her face towards me to give her a kiss, she opened her eyes and smiled.

"I had a dream ..." she whispered, "... about you and me ... and a baby ... our baby ..."

"Our baby?"

"Yeah ... but it cannot be ..." her smile vanished, "My tubes are tied ... I cannot have a baby ..."

"Your tubes are tied?"

"Yeah ... I had a tubal ligation ... and Fred had a vasectomy ..."

"Why?"

"Because I didn't want to have a baby born of incest ... I didn't want to have an abnormal baby ..."

"Oh?"

"And Fred insisted that we should be in it together. So he had his vasectomy and I had my ligation."

I was stunned.

"Now you can fuck me till the cows come home and I won't get pregnant ... and Fred can do the same with your wife."

As I kissed Annie on her lips, my mind tossed uncontrollably, trapped in a whirlwind of kinky ideas and perverse thoughts. It looked as if our whole lifestyle was headed for a complete revamp.

"Let's check out on them," I suggested, after treating myself to a good suck on Annie's wonderful tits. 

"The good caring husband, as usual," Annie mumbled.

A little later, we found ourselves standing outside the master bedroom door which was slightly ajar. Muffled sounds coming from the room told me that Fred and Tina were still at it.

I peeped into the brightly lit room. I was shocked by the scene that met my eyes. Four naked bodies, writhing and squirming, lay on the bed – Fred, my wife Tina and a black couple.

I turned my head to look back at Annie in absolute puzzlement. She smiled and pulled me back by my arm.

"Who the hell are ...?




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"That must be Fred's colleague Frankie and his wife Pixie. They said they might drop by. A little bonus for you and your wife."

I was dumbfounded. My wife was getting more than what she had bargained for, a bonus indeed, and she seemed to be going along very well.

"Don't worry, you'll get your share soon," Annie reassured me.

A mixed flow of thoughts rushed through my mind. A bonus and share were one thing, but my wife lying there with strangers was another. How could she allow herself to be in this situation without my knowledge?

I opened the door a bit wider and looked into the room again. Tina's mouth was stuffed with Fred's cock, while the black guy was pumping his huge cock into her pussy. I simply couldn't believe my eyes. My slut wife was being serviced by two guys and I didn't even know about it.

And the black lady was not wasting any time either. She was busy with Tina's breasts, fondling and suckling like she owned those titties. This was the first time my wife was taking on two guys. And it was also her first time with a black guy. Not only that, I had never thought that I would ever see her in a sexual situation with another woman. And all this was happening behind my back.

Finally I caught Pixie's eye. The two guys were simply too engrossed in their lustful activity to even realize that they had an audience. Tina was in no state to be aware of anything but the two cocks working on her. 

The black lady stepped off the bed and began to walk towards me. She was a very pretty young lady in perfect physical shape. Her breasts were of somewhat bigger than average size but firm and well supported.

"Hi honey," she greeted me, as she reached the door, "I've been waiting for you. What took you so long?"   

I got a very tight hug from her, and she kissed me on my lips ... the very first time I ever tasted black lips ... and I liked it. 

Pixie looked down at my erection and gave a mischievous smile. She fingered my hard cock gently, slowly feeling the length of the shaft from the base to the moist tip.

"I see your friend down there is up and ready for me. Don't worry, I've kept my sugar hole just for him tonight. The two guys were too busy with your wife ... no time for me. She's one solid woman ... takes the punishment in her stride ... never stops wanting more."

I took another look into the master bedroom. Fred had just finished ejaculating into Tina's mouth, and globs of cum were oozing out from the corners of her mouth. She was frantically trying to swallow as much as she could. Frankie was still humping and thumping her between her legs. My good wife seemed to have no qualms about going through some humiliating abuse at the hands of these two guys.

Annie and Pixie escorted me back to the guest room and laid me down on the bed. Pixie treated me to another black kiss, this time longer, deeper and more passionate. The way she kissed ... I felt as if I had been missing out on some great stuff all my life.

"I want to reward you ... for being such a considerate husband," Pixie whispered when our lips finally parted, "You must be exhausted after your night with Annie. Just lie back and enjoy what I have for you."

With that, Pixie got to work on me. She began by using her tongue and lips. Occasionally she let her teeth do the job. Her mouth strayed all over my naked body... licking, kissing, nibbling...

"You like it?" she asked, when her lips came close to my ear.

"Yeah ..." I murmured.

As Pixie explored my body, all thoughts of Tina drifted away in the ocean of sensual bliss now beginning to flood my mind. I wasn't even sure if I was angry or excited about my wife being impaled on two virile cocks. But the scene in the master bedroom did arouse my cock to a most powerful erection.

Pixie licked my nipples, then she suckled on them. In all our married life, my wife had never done that to me. I felt tingling currents gushing through my body. 

My black lover moved her lips down over my tummy, all the while kissing and licking, and when she reached my crotch, she took hold of my penis and ran her tongue along the full length of the stiffness.

That's when Annie joined the act, clamping her hot lips over my mouth in a kiss that sent my mind spiraling. Her tongue probed into my mouth in search of mine while Pixie took my throbbing glans between her lips.

Utterly helpless, I surrendered myself to the lustful cravings of two beautiful sluts, a black and a white. Only now could I understand Tina's state of helplessness in the next room as her two lovers wildly ravaged her fragile body.

"Love you," Annie whispered, as I felt the length of my penis drawn into the warm wetness of Pixie's mouth. I just gave a weak smile and closed my eyes to enjoy the extreme pleasure of the black mouth working wonders on my cock.

I slipped into a trance-like state where everything seemed to be happening simultaneously. Time seemed to have come to a standstill. I could hardly differentiate between reality and dream.

I can vaguely remember Pixie straddling me to grind her moist crotch over my face. I remember those black pussy lips and the pink introitus glaring down at me. I remember bringing my tongue out to taste her incredible sex. I remember my mouth playing briefly with her engorged clit.

I cannot forget those lovely black boobs dangling before my eyes. Suckling on their dark nipples, I wished I could have them every night. Even as I was being seduced by Pixie's African tits, Annie was busy playing with my erection. I hoped that she would not work me up to a climax because I really wanted to cum inside the black womb. I really wanted to fuck the black pussy. 

Now I wished I had not avoided all those black girls who had wanted to make out with me back in those days in college. My first black experience with this hot slut made me feel as if there was a lot that I had missed out on.

"Fuck me, baby, I'm all yours..." Pixie finally said, as she lay down on her back, "Fuck me like my husband is fucking your wife ... fill me up like my husband is filling her up ..."

"Yeah, darling, Pixie's all yours now," Annie encouraged me while ruffling my hair with her fingers, "Fill her up with your white seed ... your wife's already got loads of black seed inside her ..."

I got on top of Pixie. It felt really good being on top of a her, pressing against her naked black flesh. I looked at her face, into her eyes. She was beautiful. I was a lucky bastard, I thought, to have the chance to make out with a girl like her.

I kissed her like I'd never kissed before. Her husband had already given Tina her first taste of black cock, now Pixie was going to give me my first taste of black cunt.  

Positioning myself between her long slender legs, I aligned my shaft with the opening to her heavenly interior. As I gently urged the throbbing head of my cock between her labia, I brushed my lips over the side of her face.

"You are a lovely woman, Pixie," I whispered, when my lips came close to her ear, "Wish I had known you much earlier."

"We'll make up for lost time, darling," she replied, before letting out a soft moan as my cock slid into her moist vagina.

I thrust the full length of my cock into her, then paused to give her a passionate kiss on her lips. She was something special, something really exotic, something wonderfully titillating. 

Now I felt fully awake, drawing back and thrusting into her again. I had seen her husband thumping my wife ... now I wanted to give her a stroke for every fucking stroke.

After a few good strokes I suddenly pulled my cock out of her and went down on her, burying my face between her thighs and mashing my lips against her drenched pussy. She was hovering at the peak of sexual arousal, and it did not take her long to start writhing in uncontrollable orgasmic convulsions. 

"Oh my god ... aaaaaaaahhhhh ..." she screamed, as my tongue worked alternately on her engorged clitoris and the soaking recess between her black sex petals.

I did not want to stop feasting on her genital delicacies, overwhelmed by the taste and the heavenly fragrance of black feminine arousal. 

"Fuck me please ..." she murmured, as her spasms began to subside, "Take me with your cock ..." 

I moved up on her and, as I penetrated her again, I could see ecstasy painted on her beautiful face.

"You are mine," I whispered, trying to assume a more dominant role, "You are my whore now, and I'll use you for my sexual pleasure. I'll fuck you till my sperm floods your womb."

"I love you," she whispered back weakly.

I fucked her with all the energy left in me. I fucked her like there was no tomorrow. I was surprised at the amount of energy I had for this lovely black woman. And that was after hours of making love to Annie.

I had almost forgotten that Annie was there with us. I became aware of her presence when I felt her hand gently stroking my back as I ruthlessly banged Pixie.

I felt the surge building up in my groins and tried to hold back as long as I could. I wanted to keep fucking this fantastic girl who had unexpectedly come into my life and whose husband was giving my wife the time of her life.

"I'm cumming ..." I finally announced, as my juices rushed out into the depths of her vagina, "I'm going to fill you up with my sperm..."

"Oooooooh ..." Pixie moaned, lifting her hips up to receive shot after shot of my seminal juices.

I dropped in exhaustion on top of Pixie, and Annie wrapped herself over me. I wondered how Annie felt about me making out with Pixie, but then it was Annie herself who got me into bed with her friend.

It was about nine thirty when we decided that maybe we should join the group in the next room. As the three of us walked naked out of the room, supportively holding on to one another, we stumbled upon a most unusual procession.

Fred and Frankie were carrying Tina down the staircase. She was totally knocked out. The guys looked like savages hauling away their ravaged prey for the final carnage. All were naked and sweaty. Tina's hair was ruffled and matted with what could only be dried semen. I did not want to believe that the despoiled woman in the custody of her ruthless pillagers was indeed my very own wife. 

Fred led the way, with Tina straddled piggyback over his shoulders, while Frankie held her from behind under her arms. The black guy had his large hands placed crudely over her contrasting white breasts. Tina's head was thrown back carelessly to rest against the side of Frankie's face. 

My wife had gone through a lot during the night, but that was the kind of sexual experience she always looked forward to. In spite of the miserable physical state she appeared to be in, I was quite certain that she was in a mental nirvana.

By the time I reached the living room downstairs together with Annie and Pixie, Tina had already been laid down on one of the sofas, and even then she was not being spared the carnal advances of her lovers. She was like a mere toy being exploited for the lustful needs of her two lovers. 

Frankie was crouched impatiently over her, giving her a smoldering kiss on her lips. And Fred was sitting on the edge of the sofa with one hand busy between her irresistible thighs.

I settled down on the other sofa with a girl on each side of me, and Annie immediately got to work on my semi-erect cock. First she gave it a little massage with her hand. Then, after a while, she brought her mouth down to it.

Meanwhile, Pixie brought her face close to mine. She let her tongue play on my sensitive earlobe and licked the side of my neck. 

"Your wife's headed for some real hot times," Pixie commented softly, "Her life's never going to be the same again. Better keep up with her, or you going to lose her." 

As the words sank rather painfully into the depths of my turbulent mind, Pixie planted her lips on mine and we kissed like we were deeply in love.

All this while Tina was in an almost comatose state until Fred's fingers touched what seemed to be a raw nerve in her crotch. Suddenly coming to life, she grabbed Frankie around his neck and mashed her lips against his while letting out a soft erotic moan.

Annie had managed to arouse my cock again, and I could feel my erection sucked up into the depths of her throat. I wondered if I had any more juice left in my balls.

With two beautiful sluts working on me, I couldn't really keep an eye on what was going on with my wife. The next time I managed a glance, Frankie was frantically sucking on Tina's breasts while Fred was enthusiastically finger fucking her. Tina squirmed and wriggled helplessly but was surprisingly not very vocal.

"Your wife's under very intense sexual assault ," muttered Pixie, as she rubbed her nose lightly against my ear, "Think I'll go over and give her some moral support. Annie should be able to keep you occupied."

With that, she crawled over to the other sofa and whispered something in her husband's ear. Then she brought her lips down over Tina's and began to kiss her.

This was something new and totally unexpected. I had never seen Tina being kissed by another female before. And it was amazing how Tina responded by crushing her lips against Pixie's.

The whole scenario was getting a bit too much for me. Annie was still busy with my genitals, taking my balls one by one into her little mouth.

"I wanna fuck you," I said, looking down at Annie. 

She stopped sucking on my balls and looked up at my face. Then, without saying a word, she moved away from me to lie down on the carpeted floor before beckoning me with outstretched arms.

"Come to me, darling," she said, as I went towards her, "Come and fuck me to your heart's content."

I went down on her between her parted legs, giving her a steady round of thumping. When I looked into her eyes, I could see nothing but love. 

"I love you," she whispered.

"I know," I replied, "I love you too."

I looked in the direction of the foursome. Tina now lay at the end of the sofa, her buttocks positioned on the armrest. Her legs were high up in the air and held apart by Fred who stood between her legs, pumping his cock in and out of her vagina. Frankie and Pixie had switched places, and the black cock was stuffed deep inside Tina's mouth. Pixie was suckling on my wife's breasts.

As I let my cock slide in and out of Annie's slippery cunt, I kissed her on her lips with a spontaneous gush of love for the lovely girl.

"Things are never going to be the same again," Annie whispered to me, when our lips parted, "You are not going to be able to fulfill Tina's needs single-handed. She's going to need lots of cock. But don't worry. Fred will be there to take care of her. And Frankie will be there too. And don't forget, I'll be needing you to take care of me." 

"I know," I said, realizing that this was the second time I was being offered this hint of what was coming. 

I had just finished ejaculating inside Annie when I heard a subdued cry of pain from Tina. I looked up quickly, and was shocked to see her lying on her tummy with her pelvis propped up over the armrest. Frankie was half standing and half lying over her back with his huge cock stuffed deep inside her ass.

As Frankie began to fuck her anus, Pixie comforted my thoroughly abused wife with an arm around her, while Fred stood watching them after having just deposited his load of cum in Tina's pussy. 

Annie and I lay on the floor in each other's arms, looking in amazement at my wife accepting stroke after stroke of Frankie's cock inside her anus.

Throughout our married life, anal sex had always been out of the question. It was one taboo that my wife had no second thoughts about. But now the same woman was shamelessly enjoying the pleasure of a black cock plunging mercilessly in and out of her ass.

Tina seemed to be going all out to make the best of it, and to take all she could in this wild encounter. She had already taken her first black lover, she had enjoyed her first threesome, and she had let another woman touch and kiss her like never before. And now she was having no qualms getting her ass fucked by this black stranger.



It almost seemed as if she was determined not to disappoint her lovers in any way. She was surrendering her body to the whims and fancies of these two men in a shameless effort to impress them. She was willing to let herself be used by them to the extent of self-humiliation simply to leave them lusting for more. 

As Frankie ravaged my wife, Fred took a seat on the sofa next to where Annie and I were lying on the floor. He seemed to have had enough of the action and was obviously quite exhausted. Looking at us lying drained in each others arms, he gave a weak smile.

"Your wife's a terrific woman ... she's made to be a whore ... her body just needs cock after cock ..." he commented softly, "I'd love to fuck her on a regular basis. "

"Annie's a fantastic woman too," I replied, "Looks like your wish is as good as mine."

Just then, Frankie gave a sharp whoop and arched back, his body jerking violently as he came inside Tina's rectum. When he finally pulled his dripping cock out, a glob of semen oozed out of her anus.

My wife had been taken in every possible way, her lovely body thoroughly exploited by her two lovers. I was actually quite impressed how she had served them so well, offering her body to their every lustful need.

Now she lay like a rag doll, her lower torso dangling limply over the armrest. Frankie and Pixie helped her up to a more comfortable position on the sofa. I wondered if she was going to get more sexual bashing from Frankie who kept leering at her with lusty eyes.

Pixie, on the other hand, was very loving towards Tina, gently caressing and massaging every part of her body, and intermittently kissing her on her lips and breasts. I felt relieved when Frankie backed off to sit down on the sofa beside Fred.

"Incredible," I heard him mumble to himself, as he moved back from Tina, shaking his head in disbelief, "Incredible chick ... a bag of sexual dynamite ... could go on fucking her forever."

Tina revealed another side of herself when she responded to Pixie's seductive overtures, returning the black lady's kisses with intense fervor and unbridled passion. Annie's earlier reference to a possible lesbian liaison with Tina came to mind as I watched Pixie let her fingers lovingly caress Tina pussy lips. 

"Lucky bastard," Frankie mumbled to himself again, looking blankly in my direction, as he played with his semi-erect tool, "She's everything a man can ask for."

I was quite amused with Frankie's remarks because I felt the same way about his wife. It was clearly a case of the grass looking greener, or rather the pussy looking juicier, on the other side. 

Annie and I sat up, arms still wrapped around each other. After so many years as my seemingly distant neighbor, she now gave the impression that she and I belonged exclusively to each other. And, as if sending out a subtle message to Fred, she let her fingers play lazily on my flaccid cock.

"Love's in the air," Fred muttered to himself, loud enough for us to know that he was teasing us.

It was almost five in the evening when our guests finally bid their rather protracted farewells. 

Annie and I kissed long and deep as the time came for us to say goodbye. Fred unashamedly showed his amorous feelings for Tina who was still lying naked on the sofa. 

"Love you," I heard Tina murmur as Fred's lips parted from hers.

"Love you too, and every part of you," Fred replied.

"Take care of Tina," Pixie said to me after I had kissed her goodbye. Her husband took a little longer with Tina, fondling her between her thighs as he kissed her.

"I want you all for myself the next time," Frankie proposed to my wife before he took Pixie's hand and headed for the door.




C'mon, Let's Spice It Up Ch. 10



"Next session, at our place," Fred said to me with a wink as he left.

I shut the front door and came back to reclaim my Tina. She still lay sprawled on the sofa in a real devil-may-care kind of posture. 

The bruises and bite marks on her breasts and neck were very obvious. Whether these were signs of exuberant passion or undue physical insult was difficult to say. Her legs were thrown apart in total abandon, and I got a clear view of her sexually battered pussy. The puffy and contused labia bore witness to the extent to which she had been pounded through the night. On the inner aspects of both thighs there were extensive bruises, clear evidence of the brutal sex she had been subjected to . 

Tina's pubic thatch was matted with dried cum. Crusted seminal emissions clung to the smooth skin of her thighs and lower tummy. This was testimony to the copious loads of semen she must have received from her two lovers. Fred and Frankie had indeed done full justice to my wife's ever demanding pussy.

"Tina ... darling ..." I called out to her, but there was no response from her. She lay motionless, her eyes closed. I wondered if she was unresponsive out of sheer exhaustion or out of embarrassment.

I brought a glass of fruit juice from the kitchen and placed it on the coffee table. 

I gave her a little shake to try to arouse her, but she just let out a soft moan in an irritated manner and continued sleeping. 

"Darling ..." I called out to her again, and when there was no reaction, I turned her face towards mine and clamped my lips over her mouth. As I kissed the woman who had been my faithful wife for so many years, I felt as if it was the first time that I was kissing her.

I knew that I no longer had the sole rights to Tina's lips. I had to enjoy the taste of her lips like any other man. Over the years I had begun to take her lips for granted. But now, after she had spent a night of wild intimacy with two other guys, it was almost a privilege to let my lips meet hers. And there was something very special about kissing this new woman, something very sweet and stimulating.

I continued to mash my mouth against hers until I thought I could feel her lips faintly coming to life. Then I slowly thrust my tongue between her lips, to be pleasantly rewarded when Tina opened her mouth and let her tongue play with mine. She kissed back and rolled over towards me, her arm slithering like a cobra around the back of my neck. 

"I brought you some fruit juice, darling ... you must be thirsty," I said to her when our lips parted momentarily. The tone of my voice was extremely loving and caring, and Tina must have sensed it. She opened her eyes and looked dreamily into mine. 

I sat Tina up and held her while she gulped down the glass of juice. She must have been really thirsty.

"A different kind of juice, huh?" I said jokingly, and she gave a weak smile.

I helped Tina up to our bedroom and lay her down on the bed.

"Did you have a good time?" I asked.

"The time of my life, thanks," she answered weakly.

I lay down beside her, and the last thing I remember we were hugging each other real tight with her lips glued to mine. 

It was seven the next morning when I woke up. It was a Monday morning. Tina was already awake, lying on her back, staring straight at the ceiling. She appeared to be in deep thought.

"Going to work?" I asked.

Tina just shook her head and continued to stare at the ceiling.

"I'd better inform the office," I said as I got off the bed and went to the study. I sent two e-mails, one to Tina's office and the other to mine. Then I went to the bathroom to freshen up before getting back to bed.

"I'm very sorry," Tina said almost to herself, still having the faraway look in her eyes.

"Sorry?" I asked, "Sorry about what?"

"For last night... for getting carried away... the black guy... shouldn't have let him fuck me behind your back... "

"Oh, just relax now, we'll talk about that later. You better wash up, and let's have something for breakfast." 

Tina spent quite a bit of time in the bathroom, and she came out looking much fresher.

"You're quite bruised up," I commented, while she combed her hair and touched up her face at the dressing table.

"Things did get a little rough at times," she responded, turning her face towards me with a cheeky smile, "You know I like it that way."

Over breakfast Tina told me that she had fulfilled almost every sexual fantasy of hers during the night with Fred and Frankie. Her black lover had coaxed her into her first anal experience. She was helplessly lost for choice when he plugged his mouth over her anus and began to lick and probe into the tight opening. 

"Where did Frankie and Pixie appear from?" I asked Tina.

"Oh, I don't know. We were already upstairs when there was this knocking on the front door. After all the fucking with Fred, my brain was not really functioning at its best. The next thing I knew, there were four of us on the bed. And before I could even realize what was happening, I had this huge black cock inside me. I thought maybe you had planned the whole thing."

"So you just let the black guy have his full liberties with you."

"Well, I just let him have his way with me, especially after Fred told me that Pixie was reserved for you."

"How did you like your first black cock?"

"He just left me longing for more of whatever he gave me." 

We lazed away the rest of the day either gazing at the TV set or lying in bed. I tried to probe for answers to some of the questions that were still bugging me.

I got the impression that Tina enjoyed the sex with Fred and Frankie even more than she had with Dave. And she made no secret of the fact that she was looking forward to more encounters with them.

When I suggested to Tina the possibility of a regular arrangement with our neighbors, she did not seem surprised. Apparently Fred had already broached the subject and she had no objections.

I was still uneasy about the unprotected sex we had with Frankie and Pixie. But Tina reassured me that Fred had vouched for their clean slate of health. The participation of our uninvited guests had been preplanned, and they had even accompanied our neighbors for the medical checkup. 

"So where do we go from here?" I asked, "Any more fantasies to fulfill?"

"A gangbang," my insatiable slut wife muttered.

"But wasn't that a gangbang you just had?"

"Not really. That was just a threesome. I mean a real gangbang. Maybe three or four or even five guys ... like in the movie ..."

I liked the way she said "just a threesome", as if it was an accepted norm for virtuous wives to be double-fucked. 



C'mon, Let's Spice It Up Ch. 11



Two weeks after our encounter with the neighbors, I received an unexpected e-mail from Morris (Morris40 at Literotica) whom you will remember as Tina's online lover in Chapter 7 of this series.

Morris stated in his e-mail that he was scheduled to attend a scientific conference in Singapore the following month. His wife Alicia would be accompanying him on the trip.

The couple would be making a one-week stopover in Tahiti on their way to Singapore, and Morris suggested that Tina and I meet them on the south Pacific island.

Morris did not elaborate any further but, considering the sizzling online affair he had with my wife, it wasn't difficult to guess what a major item on the agenda would be. And exotic Tahiti would be the ideal place for such an illicit rendezvous between my wife and her online lover.

After her recent sexual exploits, first with Dave, and later with Fred and Frankie, Tina was losing interest in online sex. Her unbridled experience at the hands of these real-life lovers had left her yearning for even more venturous sex.

My mind worked overtime on the possibilities such an encounter could offer, and I was in the grips of excitement as I went through the e-mail at least five times to make sure I was not just imagining what I had read.

Tina was simply stunned. She couldn't believe that she would actually get to meet Morris. And meeting Morris meant more than just shaking his hand.

"How embarrassing ..." she exclaimed, trying to conceal her excitement "How am I going to face him after all those things we said to each other?"

"Just face him as his lover," I comforted her, "Think of all those naughty things you'll actually get to do with him. And don't forget, I'll also get a chance to taste his wife Alicia."

Before we knew it, we were on the flight to Tahiti. Most of the passengers were tourists headed for the white beaches. During the flight, Tina was visibly excited, but she was also a bit apprehensive. 

"It's not the same," she pondered aloud, "The guy may be completely different in real life. I only hope it doesn't end up as an anticlimax."

"Just enjoy yourself," I advised her, "He won't be able to resist you when he sees you in real life."

It was mid-afternoon when we landed at the International Airport in Papeete. We were picked up and taken to the resort by van.

Just as we finished checking-in at the reception counter, a distinguished looking couple, who appeared to be in their fifties, emerged from the elevator. They hurried towards us, and I easily recognized Morris.

He greeted me with a firm handshake. The girls hugged and kissed each other on the cheeks. Then Morris took Tina's hand in his and gave her a nervous peck on her cheek, while I gave Alicia a warm hug.

In the elevator, Tina maintained a demure disposition, with lowered gaze, avoiding direct eye contact with anyone. She appeared very self-conscious, probably because of her steamy online trysts with Morris. I hoped that she would not take too long to recover from her embarrassment. I really wanted her to enjoy herself with Morris.

Morris had booked two adjoining rooms with an interconnecting door. Tina and I placed our luggage in the room allotted to us, and adjourned to the adjacent room for a welcome drink.

The other couple had already unpacked their suitcases. Alicia stood behind her husband with her arms around his waist, as he poured red wine into small glasses. They projected themselves as a very loving couple.

"Let's make ourselves at home," Morris suggested, holding his glass up in a toast. Tina and I settled onto the sofa, while Morris and Alicia made themselves comfortable on the thick carpet. 

Tina was initially very quiet, but the wine and Morris' verbal nudging quickly soothed her nerves, and I was glad when she started talking more freely.

"We have a whole week here. I love canoeing and kayaking, and that's what I'll be doing most of the time," Morris teased, looking at Tina to see her reaction, "Unless anyone has any other suggestion ..."

"But you also love sex, don't you?" his wife interjected, "And you know who is here with us. I bet you aren't going anywhere near those boats ... not with Tina around."

My wife's face turned visibly red even as she pretended to be not paying any attention to the conversation.

"You talking about my wife?" I asked with a blur look on my face, "She'll make sure you spend most of your time in bed."

We carried on with the banter, sportingly poking fun at one another, with frequent sexual innuendos, often implying the possibility of adulterous sex. 

Later, when the two ladies decided to go out onto the balcony to "get some fresh air" and to "check out the scenery", Morris and I managed to exchange notes on our expectations for the next few days.

"The scenery is just an excuse," Morris said in a lowered voice, "Actually, Alicia wants to have a word with your wife to make sure she's ready, and to clear the air about what to expect."

"If you're talking about sex, Tina's just waiting for some really good fucks in the next few days," I told Morris, to his utter delight.

We discussed a few issues and concurred on most. The main purpose of our holiday together was to swap and share our spouses, relinquishing matrimonial restraints in favor of individual choice and consent. Morris and I ventured a little further by accepting the possibility of other suitable individuals getting involved in our intimate activities.

"It's beautiful out there," Tina announced, as she and Alicia came back to join us. I was pleased when Tina sat down on the carpet next to Morris, and Alicia plopped onto the sofa beside me. Obviously the two girls had done some serious talking out there, and Alicia had shared more than just the beautiful scenery with my wife.

The four of us continued with our flirtatious banter, but now that the cards had been laid out, sexual connotations were becoming more explicit and the girls were becoming visibly aroused.

A subtle but intended realignment of relationships was taking shape. There was an unquestionable attraction between Morris and Tina, while Alicia and I were fast developing that feeling of closeness. 

Morris gave a knowing smirk when he saw my hand resting on Alicia's knee, but he soon became too engrossed with Tina to notice my fingers sneaking a little higher up his wife's thigh. 

Morris' foot shifted closer to Tina's, and his big toe rubbed impatiently against the side of her foot. Tina made no attempt to move her foot away, obviously enjoying the physical contact.

Apart from such innocent flirting, no one made any move of a blatantly sexual nature. Morris was a real gentleman with polished mannerism and very polite speech. Everyone was very well-behaved. 

Under a totally non-intimidating atmosphere, we gradually loosened our marital bonds. We were in no hurry. We had a whole week ahead to enjoy ourselves. 

As we freshened up for dinner, I told Tina not to hold back anything during our stay in Tahiti.

"Is it going to be a free-for-all?" she asked, trying to confirm what she may have heard from Alicia.

"Looks like that ..." I said, with a mischievous smirk, "You don't mind having more than just Morris, do you?"

Tina did not respond. I knew that the Devil had already got to work on her. 

The sun had just set when the four of us made our way to the coffee-house for dinner. While we faithfully led our respective wives along the corridor to the venue, the seating arrangement had Tina sitting next to Morris while I sat opposite her, with Alicia seated next to me opposite her husband.

Morris proposed a toast to the foursome, and wished everyone a hot romantic week ahead. He made Tina break into a nervous smile by mentioning that he looked forward to consummating his relationship with her. He also advised his wife to put aside all inhibitions and have a great time. Turning to me, he said, "My friend ... take good care of Alicia, make full use of her, and don't worry about Tina."

After we had clinked glasses, Morris gave Tina his first, albeit brief, kiss on her lips. I did not fail to notice how she pouted her lips to receive the kiss. Alicia and I followed suit, but we added a little more passion to the kiss, being in no great hurry to part our lips. 

No one was really very hungry as we had munched a lot of tidbits earlier. So it was a light dinner with lots of wine and plenty of small-talk. 

There was some physical contact across marital lines, like Morris wrapping his arm around Tina, and me allowing my hand to stray over Alicia's thighs, but generally we maintained a respectable level of decorum and preferred to err on the side of caution and patience. 

Morris did kiss Tina again a couple of times during the course of the dinner, and I felt a tinge of jealousy as they talked to each other in soft whispers and then mashed their lips together with increasing passion.

The ladies took a break to visit the washroom, and that gave us guys a chance to compare notes. Morris wanted to be sure that I had absolutely no reservations about him having his way with my wife. I reassured him that Tina would be all his to do as he wished as long as she did not object.

"Go ahead and fulfill all your fantasies with her," I told him, "She can go all the way to the very extremes."

"Just make sure Alicia gets a good dose of what you have to offer," Morris responded, "She needs a younger cock for a change. Just treat her like a lady and she'll be game for anything."

"Tina's a bit different," I almost boasted, "She likes to be used ... like a toy ... she likes it wild ... and rough ... and she likes to be treated like a whore ..."

Tina returned from the washroom to a new, more assertive Morris. Alicia looked truly startled when her husband took Tina's hand and drew her onto his lap. Without mincing his words, he told Tina very blatantly that "I hope your pussy's all ready for some real stuff".

Tina responded with an enthusiastic nod before turning around to plant a very wet kiss on Morris' lips. The waitress, who had come to clear the table, stood dumbstruck as she watched Tina grind her pelvis over Morris' crotch while they exchanged a very hot and passionate kiss.

Alicia had an apologetic look on her face as she sat close to me. She seemed a bit worried that her husband's liberties with my wife might offend me.

"Don't worry," I whispered, taking her in a loving embrace, "That's what we are here for. This is just the beginning."

Then I clamped my lips over hers in a kiss that heralded the adulterous storm that was about to wreak havoc in our already depraved love lives.

By the time we adjourned to the dance lounge for the next part of the evening, our relationships had already been firmly realigned. Tina was no longer mine. Morris was in full possession of my wife, and Alicia belonged to me. All accepted norms of matrimonial propriety were about to be shattered. 

I really wanted Tina to have a great week with Morris. He was, after all, her first extramarital lover even though he had never touched her physically. I was sure that he would give her even more excitement and satisfaction than he had done online.

Morris has already provided a good description of what happened that night ("From Writing To Reality" by Morris40 at Literotica), and I shall try to offer an account from my perspective.

The lounge was packed with revelers. Alicia and I clicked from the very first moment we got onto the dance floor. We swayed together, desperately clinging onto each other like we never wanted to part.

Alicia had her arms wrapped tightly around my neck, and my firm hold around her slender waist ensured that her body was continuously pressed against mine. She had large breasts, larger than Tina's, which I had noticed even when I first saw her in the lobby. Now her ample globes were squeezed against my chest. Our lips remained locked in an eternal deep kiss. 

Tina and Morris danced just next to us. Tina was wearing a new outfit which appeared almost transparent under the UV light. Her light-colored bra and panties fluoresced under her very short black dress. Red stiletto heels and black patterned stockings completed a picture of irresistible temptation. 

Tina and Morris also had their lips locked in a passionate kiss. And they were dancing with a peculiar rocking movement which gave the impression that they were fucking each other in the upright position. They rubbed their pelvises together, and Morris' hands roamed all over her back.

"Look at the online lovers," Alicia whispered.

"They seem to be fuck-dancing," I commented.

"It's been a long wait for him ... he's been wanting her ever since he saw her picture. All these months I've been role-playing as his Tina."

"And she's been longing for his cock," I added.

Alicia was a very sensuous woman. Her alluring looks, her soothing voice, her gentle touch and her softly melting kisses could magically arouse strong pangs of passion and desire in any man. She was more than a decade older than me, but I had the feeling that she would give me the best sex yet. 

I noticed that Morris was getting progressively more intimate with Tina. His hands were venturing lower down her back to her buttocks, and also to the front of her chest. He wasted no opportunity, fondling her breasts through the material of her outfit and even easing her short dress up to squeeze her ass cheeks.

Meanwhile, Alicia was not going to let her extensive experience with men go unharnessed. She slowly slid her hand down to my crotch and, after caressing the area for a while, gripped the bulge and began to gently massage my erection.

"I see you are ready ... or at least your cock is ..." she teased me, "... nice to have a younger cock for once. I've often thought about your cock ..."

Then she unzipped my pants and began to fondle my cock through the soft material of my underwear. I was afraid that she might make me cum right there on the dance floor.

"Don't worry," she reassured me, as she took her hand away after a while, "I won't let your seed go to waste."

Just then I realized that Tina and Morris had disappeared. I strained my eyes to scan the far corners of the lounge, but there was no sign of them. Alicia could sense my anxiety.

"Stay cool, honey, I know my husband," Alicia spoke with a mature and confident tone, "Tina just led him away towards the elevators. They sure can't stay off each other any longer. They'll be at it like wild rabbits."

I liked Alicia's cool and composed nature. She didn't easily get ruffled in any situation. I suppose it was an indicator of her vast experience in dealing with people especially at an intimate level.

"Let's go for a stroll," Alicia suggested.

And so we took a casual stroll to the dimly lit poolside. We stood in each other's arms at the far end, kissing like high school lovers. Alicia did not resist when I began to unbutton her blouse and when I slipped it off her shoulders, she just took it from me and tied it around her waist.

"Let's go upstairs," she whispered, "We have to catch up with them."

Alicia seemed to enjoy the curious stares as she made her way through the lobby clad in only her bra above her waist. I saw the naughty side of her in the elevator when she thrust her chest out to make sure she was noticed. One of the guys in the elevator kept gazing at her chest. When he looked up at her face, she gave him a flirtatious smile.

Before I could unlock the room door, Alicia had already unhooked her bra. Once inside, I wasted no time pulling down her skirt, leaving her stark naked. I was surprised that she wasn't wearing panties.

"Took them off in the washroom ... just in case your hand went higher up my thighs ..."

I stripped off my clothes, leaving them scattered on the floor, and led Alicia to the bed. She looked good, just too good for her age. She had a perfect body.

The interconnecting door was slightly ajar, and in the dim light I got a glimpse of Morris sprawled over my naked wife in the '69' position. His face was buried between her thighs while he pumped his massive cock into her mouth.

With the image of my wife and Morris locked in the '69' position engraved in my mind, I had this strong urge to savor the scent and taste of a hot wet pussy. So, when Alicia plopped onto the bed with her legs wide apart, I immediately brought my face down between her thighs and began to eat her pussy.

It didn't take her long to go into an orgasmic spasm. She clamped her thighs around my head and rubbed her soaking wet genitals over my face.

"Let's join them," she mumbled, as she finally came out of her first climax in Tahiti.

I helped Alicia up and we headed for the next room where Tina seemed to be in firm control. 

"Fuck her Morris! You've got her now! Give it to her! She wants it really hard from you!" I don't know what made me say that, but I guess I just wanted Morris to know that I wanted him to give my wife a good fuck 

Soon Morris was sprawled on his back on the bed, and Tina was sitting firmly on his face, feeding him with her heavenly nectar. From the moaning sounds that my wife was making, I knew that his tongue must be busy probing into her cunt.

I sat down on the edge of the bed, my erect cock waiting for Alicia's womanly attention. Glancing at Tina's face, I noticed a glob of thick semen on her chin.

Alicia suddenly switched on the room's main lights.

"I like to see what I'm eating," Alicia announced, as she stooped to take my throbbing cock into her mouth.

What a woman! What a job! She made me forget that my wife was being taken by Morris on the same bed.

I almost came a couple of times but held back, saving my juices for her womb. I did not want to cum so soon. I wanted to take her slowly, thoroughly enjoying every part of her. But I especially wanted a second helping of her seasoned pussy. So I drew her up to lie in a '69' position over me, my lips clamped over her vulva and my cock stuffed deep inside her throat.

Alicia worked on my cock while I explored her pussy with my tongue, licking fervently between her engorged labia and at the opening to her vagina. When I began to suck on her clitoris, Alicia lost control of herself and screamed in ecstasy as her body tightened and then convulsed in an explosive orgasm. 

I suddenly realized that we had an audience. Tina was lying on her tummy, and Morris lay with his head resting on her bums. Both were engrossed in watching their spouses' carnal antics. 

Before their very eyes, I rolled Alicia over onto her back and positioned myself between her legs. Morris watched as his wife added another cock to her list of phallic conquests. I penetrated her slowly, driving my cock inch by inch into the depths of her vagina.

This was the first time Tina had actually watched me take another woman. She could not resist the temptation to bring her hand between Alicia's crotch and mine to feel my shaft embedded firmly in Alicia's vagina. It was almost as if she did not believe what she saw with her eyes.

I mashed my lips against Alicia's in a blatant display of illicit love, as I began to slam my pelvis against hers, fucking her like there was absolutely no tomorrow. 

It was a long and wild fuck. Alicia was very vocal, begging me not to stop and uttering expletives that did not seem appropriate for her polished personality. But this wilder side of her aroused me to want her even more.

When I finally released my load deep inside her, Alicia was almost weeping in excitement. I continued to lie on top of her with my penis still embedded in her flooded vagina. I could feel my juices oozing out of her around the length of my penis.

"Please ... Morris ... fuck me please ..." I heard my wife yelling in the bathroom. I had not realized that Tina and Morris had slipped away into the bathroom while I was busy fucking Alicia. Now they were in the midst of a fuck session in the bathroom.




C'mon, Let's Spice It Up Ch. 11



After my semi-flaccid cock had plopped out of Alicia's vagina, we lay in each other's arms for some time, sharing soft kisses and loving words.

"Let's see what they are up to," Alicia whispered in my ear before getting out of bed and heading for the bathroom. I lay sprawled on the bed until I must have fallen asleep.

I'm not sure how long I was knocked out. I was abruptly awoken by Tina's lips pressing down on my mouth. 

"I just had a real good fuck, darling ..." she paused, "... and I have to thank you for it."

After that Tina continued to kiss me like she hadn't done for quite some time in recent weeks. Morris had finally fulfilled Tina's fantasy. He had managed to give her the fuck she had been longing for. But she was still my wife, and the kiss was her way of showing that she still belonged to me. 

When Tina got onto her hands and knees, her breasts dangling enticingly over my face, I knew that she wanted more, and she wanted me involved. She lowered herself to give me access to her milk globes. 

As my mouth began to work on Tina's breasts, Morris positioned himself behind her and let his ever ready cock plunge into her pussy. At around the same time, Alicia got onto the bed and lowered herself onto my erect cock.

I heard Morris grunting and panting as he came inside my wife. Drawing his dripping cock out of her pussy, he collapsed among the sheets in sheer exhaustion.

Alicia worked on my cock, bobbing up and down till my juices came squirting out deep into her vagina. I felt completely drained, but Tina and Alicia seemed to be sport for even more action.

"Let's go to the next room," said Alicia, "Morris can do with some sleep." 

The two girls literally dragged me out into the adjoining room and dropped me onto the bed. Through half-closed eyes I caught Alicia wrapping her arms around my wife and kissing her on her lips. Then the two of them began to roll around on the bed in each other's arms. 

I was half asleep when I heard Alicia tell Tina that "the boys are out cold" and "we'll have to fend for ourselves". 

My sleep was disturbed by the movements on the bed. I turned over to lie on my side and wondered if I was dreaming when I caught a hazy view of the two girls locked in the '69' position.

It was already morning when I woke up next. The sunlight was filtering in through the curtains. Alicia was nowhere around. Tina was lying beside me with her arms wrapped around me.

I didn't want to disturb Tina. She would be tired and sleepy. So I just lay there beside her wondering what else this holiday would hold for us.

We missed the breakfast that came with the room. So, when Tina finally woke up, we just had tea and some complimentary biscuits.

"It's been fantastic so far," Tina commented, as she sipped the hot tea, "Sex with Morris was great. But Alicia's also a killer."

"Day Two ... let's see what happens," I wondered aloud.

Tina had previously given subtle hints of her bisexuality, but now she had gone through a full-blown lesbian encounter with Alicia. It looked like things were going to be a bit more complicated than a straightforward swap. Tina seemed to have overcome her initial nerves and appeared ready to go for anything that came her way.

There were no signs of anything happening in the next room and the interconnecting door was shut. So we assumed that Alicia and Morris were still asleep.

"Let's sit on the balcony," Tina suggested.

"Like this? In the buff?" I asked.

"Why not?" she replied, "I want to show myself to all those wonderful people down there."

The balcony overlooked the pool and the beach. We stood against the railing, exposing ourselves to the crowd below. 

Some of the people looked up at us and just laughed. A few of them gave us the thumbs up. We waved at them and they waved back. Later, Morris and Alicia, both completely naked, joined us on the balcony.

Morris couldn't resist putting his arms around Tina from the back and cupping her breasts with his hands. Tina turned her head around to receive a kiss on her lips. As they kissed, Morris slid one hand down to her crotch and began to play with her pussy. Tina reciprocated by wrapping her hand around his now erect cock.

I sat down on one of the metallic chairs with my own erection pointing skywards. Alicia, taking advantage of the opportunity, lowered herself, facing me, onto my lap. She made sure that my cock slipped snugly into her love tunnel. Then she brought her lips to meet mine. 

We continued this seductive game for a while, enjoying the physical intimacy with our illicit lovers, to the delight of our poolside audience.

"Let's go to the beach," Morris suddenly interrupted the impromptu performance.

"Let's munch something first," I suggested, "It's almost noon." 

"I'll have your wife's pussy please," Morris joked.

We had some sandwiches at the poolside cafe, then headed for the beach. Under one of the large beach umbrellas we spread out our towels and lay down for a much needed nap.

Later in the afternoon, Tina went snorkeling with Morris, or at least that's what they said. Alicia and I supposedly hiked inland to watch the birds. In actual fact we went to the massage center located in a somewhat secluded part of the sprawling hotel complex.

Browsing through the massage menu, we decided to go for the "erotic massage for couples". Alicia's masseur, Amana, was of brownish complexion, tall, muscular and fairly good-looking, while my masseuse, Eeva, was also brownish, petite and I would say reasonably pretty.

After a quick shower we were led, wrapped in towels, to a room with two large jacuzzis where our hosts treated us to a herbal bath complete with scented oils, exotic spices and colorful flowers. This was a completely nude affair for both of us. But Alicia's guy had his swimming trunks on, while my native girl was in a teeny-weeny bikini.

"Looks good so far," Alicia commented, as her masseur poured various concoctions over her before joining her in the tub. I was similarly pampered by my masseuse, and I wondered how far they would go. 

After a very relaxing massage of the neck and shoulders, followed by a shower of multicolored petals, we were helped out of the water, towel-dried and shown into an adjoining massage room with two large couches. 

When our hosts appeared in the massage room a couple of minutes later, they were also completely naked. Both were well endowed in their own ways. Amana's thick and long penis dangled magnificently, while Eeva had disproportionately large breasts, well-rounded hips and a very slim waist. I felt a tingling sensation in my groins and my penis firmed up when I caught sight of her untrimmed pubic thatch.

"Things look even better now, huh?" Alicia commented again.

Lying on the couch with my eyes closed, I felt Eeva's hands getting to work, starting with my back, going down gradually from my neck to my buttocks and down my legs. Then I rolled over and she kneaded my thighs before going over to my shoulders, chest, and then my tummy.

My heart pumped in excitement as she then zoomed in on my genitals. She was fantastic. She knew exactly what to do with her hands to make me feel good. And I thought my hard cock was going to explode when she brought her lips down to envelop the throbbing monster within her tiny mouth.

She knew exactly when to stop, leaving my frustrated cock with a drop of pre- cum at its tip, as she moved on to massage my scrotum with her lips and tongue.

A shrill cry reminded me that Alicia was on the other couch. Looking in her direction I saw that she was being well taken care of by her masseur whose face was buried between her thighs while his hands worked on her breasts.

Eeva got onto my couch and began the second phase of her service, using her breasts as a massage tool. She gave my penis a good rubdown with my tool trapped within her cleavage. 

When she brought her breasts up to my face, I savored her Tahitian milk bags with my lips and tongue. She let me take her dark nipples into my mouth, and when I sucked on them she offered no resistance.

In the third phase of her act she positioned herself astride my body and rubbed her wet pussy all over me. She squatted over my face to let me eat her pussy. I relished the taste and fragrance of her highly aroused sex.

And, as a grand finale, she fitted a condom over my inflated cock and lowered herself onto it. My cock slid effortlessly into her tight but slippery vagina. I hadn't expected this at all, and I hadn't expected her lips to meet mine in the deep passionate kiss that followed.

"Fuck ..." she murmured, almost as a command, in her own native way, as she moved her pelvis rhythmically up and down against mine. 

So here I was fucking this lovely Tahitian girl, first with her on top of me, then with her under me. And when I exploded to release my semen, I wished she hadn't fitted me with the condom because I really wanted to fill her up with my juices.

As my masseuse-turned-lover helped retrieve the loaded condom from my limp penis, I watched Amana banging his huge cock into Alicia's pussy. But he didn't seem to be wearing any condom. She screamed with each stabbing blow, and I wondered how her vagina could accommodate his monstrous tool. 

When he finally came, his muscular body rocked violently as Alicia received his manhood deep inside her. Finally he yanked his dripping cock out and gave a loud guffaw.

Alicia grabbed her lover-boy with her arms around his neck and kissed him long and deep. They then lay together on the couch in blissful exhaustion.

Eeva was already lying in my arms. I clamped my lips over hers in a warm passionate kiss. 

Later, when our lips parted, she looked into my eyes and asked, "You like? You enjoy?" I nodded my head and kissed her again.

The sun was already setting on the horizon when we made our way back to the beach.

"Biggest cock ever I've had ... thought he was going to rip me apart," Alicia boasted, as we walked on the soft white sand looking out for our spouses. 

"He didn't wear a condom?" I asked casually.

"I didn't let him ... I wanted his Tahitian sperm inside me ..."

We spotted our spouses lying under the same umbrella, Tina resting her head on Morris' bare chest.

Once we were back in our rooms, Tina moved in with Morris, while Alicia moved in with me.

"We are here for a reason," Tina argued, "So we might as well stop pretending and acting like faithfully married couples." 

"Yeah, we are here to fuck around," Alicia chipped in, "So we might as well make it easier and more straightforward."

Alicia and I only went to sleep at about five in the morning. She was very sporting and was game for all kinds of sexual experimentation. We talked a lot as we went about enjoying each other's intimate company.

I loved the fragrance and taste of her sex, and took every opportunity to dig into her pussy with my tongue. I also gave her ass more attention than I had ever given Tina's.

"I get the feeling you haven't had much ass in bed," Alicia observed, "Looks like you'll need some tutoring here." She made me insert my finger into her bottom.

"Fuck me," she ordered, "Fuck my ass with your finger."

As I worked my finger in and out of her arse, Alicia screamed out in ecstasy. I never expected the kind of profanities she used to express her joy and excitement.

"Nothing is dirty in sex," she lectured me, "Anyway, I took an enema before I got into bed ..."

Alicia reciprocated by shoving her finger up my ass. It felt real good having my anus fucked for the first time in my life.

Alicia seemed to love ass. She buried her face between my butt cheeks, licking and probing my anal opening till I almost screamed in utter pleasure.

We spent a lot of time playing around with each other. And we kissed a lot. I enjoyed exercising my hands kneading Alicia's firm round breasts. She didn't seem to want me to stop sucking on her nipples.

"Be my baby for a while," she said in jest, as she kept pushing her nipples into my mouth.

Then we got on to the actual fucking. It was a good fit, her warm tight pussy, with her slimy juices lubricating my full-blown erection. We did it nice and slow. No haste. Sometimes pausing to just enjoy our moments of illicit intimacy. I was in no hurry to end our state of blissful conjugation. 

"Have I made you forget your dear wife?" Alicia asked, with a rather triumphant tone in her voice, as we maintained a lazy pace in our rhythm. 

"Tina? You mean Tina?" I muttered in my dreamlike state.

"Yeah, I mean Tina ... the one who's copulating with my husband next door ..."

"Let him fuck her brains out ..." 

Alicia sealed her lips against mine, in apparent appreciation of my total devotion to her. When our lips parted after a very long time, she looked into my eyes and smiled.

"Forget her," she said, "Forget her while you are here in Tahiti. Just be mine. My husband will take care of her needs. You are nowhere in her mind now. She doesn't belong to you anymore"

I gave Alicia a few strong thrusts of my pelvis. Her comments about Tina sent a strong wave of arousal through my nerves. 

"See? ... You are excited, aren't you? You want my husband to use her like a rag doll, don't you? You like her when she's a whore, don't you?"

I sensed the truth in her comments. I seemed to love my wife being used like a whore by other men.

I couldn't control my excitement any longer. I began to fuck Alicia with fresh fervor. She screamed each time I slammed into her, plunging my cock deep into her again and again. As I finally exploded inside her, I felt her fingernails digging into my back, her body tightening in orgasmic spasm.

I collapsed into a slumber on top of Alicia, my flaccid cock still embedded inside her pussy, my semen oozing out of her cunt around my drained tool.

When I opened my eyes, I wasn''t sure whether it was the sunlight that had woken me up or my wife's loud screams from the next room. Alicia seemed to be almost comatose, unperturbed even as I got out of her tight embrace.

I got out of bed and, slightly opening the interconnecting door, peeped into the next room. Tina was down on her elbows and knees, and Morris was giving her a really wild anal job.

I had never heard Tina cry out so loud before, in such pleasure-cum-pain. Morris looked spell-bound as he pounded her arse.

"Ooooooooooooh ..." I heard my wife scream, "Give it to me, darling ... harder ... fuck the shit out of me ... fill my arse with your hot sperm ..."

Morris kept up the pace till he came, rocking uncontrollably as he shot his cum into her rectum. When he finally pulled his cock out, his juices gushed out of her anus.

I shut the door and went back to my bed where Alicia was still lying comatose on her back, her legs shamelessly thrown apart, exposing her messed up pussy. I kissed her on her lips and she opened her eyes. 

"So you couldn't hold back ... you had to peep ... you had to see him fuck your wife ... you are just like Morris ... you love to see your wife screwed by other guys ..." 

Day three, and it was only later in the afternoon that the four of us managed to drag ourselves to the beach, the girls in their bikinis, we guys in our swimming trunks.

Tina and Morris made a good couple, always very loving, always having their arms around each other. Alicia and I had our own subtle ways of going about it, frequently kissing and caressing each other lovingly.

"Why don't we just get naked?" Tina suggested, "I see so many others going around completely bare." 

"Good idea," Alicia agreed, and promptly stripped off her bikini. The rest of us followed suit, and soon we were strolling naked on the beach. 

Aimlessly following a narrow trail that led off from the beach, we found ourselves trudging along the banks of a small stream. Morris has provided a detailed account of our meeting with another couple further up the trail and the orgy that ensued ("From Writing To Reality" by Morris40 at Literotica). 

In his account, Morris has described this open air orgy as having taken place on our second day in Tahiti, while omitting whatever took place between Tina and him during the time they were supposed to have been snorkeling. He may have done this out of literary convenience, but it is more likely an attempt to withhold embarrassing details of some of their activities.

As we trudged along the trail, sex seemed just waiting to happen. Reaching a small clearing in the undergrowth, we stopped to catch our breath. That gave Alicia an excuse to start working on my cock. Tina went even further, as she lay back on the rocky terrain, with legs drawn apart, offering her insatiable pussy to Morris. 

Before long Alicia was on her hands and knees, and I was giving it to her doggie-style. Morris started eating Tina's pussy like he hadn't had a meal for days.

As I pounded Alicia's pussy, I failed to notice another couple, also completely naked, in our midst. Only when I turned my head up in the throes of my climax did my eyes meet the lady's look of utter awe.

"Oh, my God ..." she muttered, as I pulled out my dripping half-erect cock. 

The man was a bit guarded, but the lady was visibly totally spell-bound. Glancing towards Morris, who was now sitting on the rocky ground, she let out a loud gasp when she saw his upright monster.

That's when Tina took over. She walked over to the couple and took the lady by her arm. The guy released his hold around her waist in a gesture of consent, and let Tina lead his woman away towards Morris. 

Almost like a tribal ritual, Morris fornicated the woman before the very eyes of the guy who was obviously her husband. Alicia looked at the copulating couple in total amazement, her own pussy dripping my seminal juices. 

Living up to her whorish notoriety, and not wanting the opportunity to simply pass by, Tina went up to the lady's husband and, going down on her knees, took his now erect cock in her mouth.

I took my wife's boldly defiant act as a clear signal that she now intended to start asserting total sexual freedom. I was not going to deprive her of any sexual opportunity, but neither was I going to miss out on anything.

Looking at Morris pounding his new fuck partner, I was amazed at his sexual prowess at his age. I wondered how he would be able to keep up with Tina later that night.

When Morris finally rolled over and lay exhausted on his back, I thought it was a good opportunity for me to take over.

"Save your stuff for Tina," I teased Morris, as I got between the lady's legs and aimed straight for her pussy. 

As I slid into her I realized that Morris had not deposited any juice in her vagina. She was really aroused and wet, but she had a clean and tight vagina for me to work on.

As I fucked this stranger, not even knowing her name, I caught glimpses of her husband with his cock embedded in my wife's hungry cunt. Their lips were clamped together in a long kiss as they maintained a steady coital rhythm.

Alicia also joined Tina and her lover to make it a threesome, but she seemed to prefer giving more attention to Tina, caressing and kissing her with lesbian passion.

When the guy finally retrieved his limp cock, Tina's dripping pussy was taken over by a rather impatient Morris, and Alicia sought solace in the stranger's arms. 

It was truly an episode of unbridled debauchery, with the three couples shamelessly entangled in consensual adultery. After I had deposited my load of semen inside the newbie, I let her clean up my tool with her eager tongue.

It was already past sunset by the time we walked back to the beach to pick up our swimwear. Both Tina and Alicia slipped on their bikini bottoms, leaving their breasts exposed as we made our way back to our rooms, much to the delight of the people in the lobby and the lift.




C'mon, Let's Spice It Up Ch. 11



We met up with the other couple for a drink in the hotel bar later that night. And when we adjourned for the night, Alicia ended up in bed with the other guy, his wife Kim with me, and Tina very faithfully with Morris.

Kim was a very passionate lover who made sure that I enjoyed every second of the night with her. She gave a good blowjob , and I got a chance to eat one of the neatest and best tasting pussies ever.

Fucking her was like being in seventh heaven, sliding my cock in and out of her at a gentle slow pace, savoring the slippery tightness of her warm nulliparous vagina.

Kim and her husband departed from Tahiti the next day, leaving the four of us to continue our adventures on day four of our sex holiday.

I didn't want Tina to miss out on the erotic massage. So I told Morris about it, and that afternoon they headed for the massage center, leaving Alicia and me to roll about in bed.

"Time for you to try something new," Alicia said, pumping my cock to full erection with her hand.

"And what would that be?" I asked.

"Ass," she announced, as she applied a generous helping of KY jelly along the full length of my stiff shaft.

Alicia gave me my first taste of anal sex, and I loved it. The tightness of her anus clamped around my erect penis gave a completely new meaning to the word 'fuck'.

As I shot my seed into Alicia's rectum, I knew what Tina was going to regularly get from me once we got home. I realized what I had been missing all my life, and regretted neglecting my wife's ass all these years. Now I could imagine the pleasure my wife had given her black lover Frankie. Now I knew the bliss and joy Morris must have experienced when he had his cock shoved up Tina's ass.

I felt a sense of achievement watching my sperm oozing out of Alicia's anus. I thanked her with a long passionate kiss on her lips.

Later in the evening when Tina and Morris returned from the massage center, Tina thanked me for letting them in on it. She confessed that it had been a mind-blowing experience for her, all the more because she had persuaded her masseur to forgo the use of the condom.

"I love soaking in my man's juices ..." she reminded me.

That night, after dinner, we were at the bar having a drink when Tina received a call on her mobile phone. She moved away so that she was out of hearing distance before taking the call. I wondered who would be calling her in Tahiti.

She appeared to be haggling over something, but had a cheerful look on her face when she came back to join us. I wondered what it was that she now had up her sleeve.

We were into our second drink when a group of locals , five guys and two girls, entered the bar. I immediately recognized one of the girls as Eeva, my petite masseuse. I could also make out one of the guys as Amana, Alicia's masseur. I presumed the other girl to be the one who had serviced Morris earlier that day and one of the guys to be Tina's masseur. But there were three guys too many - I wondered what was on the cards.

The group casually joined us for drinks, but it soon became clear that the whole thing had been prearranged. While Alicia, Morris and I had our respective massage partners keeping us company, Tina was literally mobbed by the other four well-built Tahitian studs.

Tina began to let her guard down, cajoled incessantly by her native suitors, gulping down more than her usual quota of wine, her demeanor deteriorating to the depths of depravity.

Tina could hardly keep up with her four companions, sitting on their laps and locking lips sometimes with one guy and sometimes with another.

"That woman hot," Eeva commented, not knowing that Tina was my wife, "She take two man in massage."

"Two man fuck her?" I asked Eeva in her style.

"Yes, that and that," she replied, pointing at two of the guys, "No condom."

Tina had confided in me about the "no condom" bit, but the "two man" bit was breaking news.

I looked at my wife seated on one guy's lap while another guy kissed her on her lips. She seemed to have totally lost control of herself. 

"Go to dance hall," one of Tina's admirers suggested, to loud cheers from his friends.

"Dance first, then fuck, fuck, fuck ..." I heard another say.

"Fourrrrr ... fourrrrr ..." Tina slurred, "Fourrrrr cocks ... fourrrrr cocks for me tonight ..."

We headed for the dance hall. Tina's companions tried helping her along as she swayed from side to side. A couple of times she nearly fell. 

Then two of the guys picked her up and carried her like a captured prey all the way to the hall. By the time we reached the crowded hall, her skirt was gathered immodestly around her hips, exposing her pantyless crotch for all to see.

I was shocked to see that my virtuous wife had come fully prepared to be taken. She allowed herself to be treated worse than a common prostitute by this bunch of total strangers. 

Tina danced with her guys, two at a time, sandwiched tightly between them. Sometimes it appeared more like they were fucking in the upright position. In her drunken state, I doubt if she was aware who she was dancing with, and who had his lips clamped against hers. I doubt if she was aware who had his hands full with her breasts, and who was squeezing the firm flesh of her ass cheeks.

Alicia, Morris and I enjoyed the company of our respective native partners. Alicia seemed quite fond of Amana, while Morris took maximum advantage of his girl's scanty attire. Eeva was a very loving type, very much into kissing, frequently letting her tongue out to play with mine.

"She get many fuck tonight," Eeva gazed in awe at Tina as she spoke, "You fuck me?"

"Yes, darling," I reassured her, "I fuck you whole night long."

"Condom?"

"No condom, darling ... just my cock ... and my juices ... in your pussy ..."

She smiled, and let her lips meet mine again.

"I'm going up to the room," Morris announced, as he led his sexy prize away towards the elevators. 

Alicia could only gaze at her husband, knowing that he was going to fuck the native girl. She was in no state to say or ask anything. She was too enchanted with her own lover boy who was now blatantly finger-fucking her as they stood on the dance floor.

"Time for workout in gym?" one of Tina's guys more or less announced what was next on the agenda.

Yehhhhhhh ..." his friends cheered as they helped lift Tina up above their heads, and they all headed out of the hall carrying with them their sex toy for the night, with me and my Eeva in tow.

Alicia preferred to stay back in the hall with her lover. She and Amana had plans of their own for the night. 

The gym had already been set up for an orgy. Three large mattresses lay side by side on the floor of the main room. The whole thing was so obviously preplanned.

The four guys lowered a limp and groggy Tina onto one of the mattresses. Without wasting any time, they stripped themselves naked, and immediately pounced on her like a pack of hungry wolves.

Tina's clothes, or whatever was left of them, were savagely ripped off, and her lovers began to feast on her naked flesh, using only their mouths. They kissed and licked and sucked and bit every part of her body.

I heard Tina's muffled cries of ecstasy as her pussy got eaten by one, then another, then another, then another guy while her mouth was plugged in a perpetual deep kiss to one or other of her lovers.

Her breasts were not spared, as the boys sucked ravenously on her milk bags like little puppies suckling on the bitch's swollen tits. 

"That's my wife," I whispered to Eeva, as the four guys continued to assail Tina's beautiful body with unrestrained passion. 

"Oh ...?" the little native girl was surprised, "Not other one?"

I knew that she had mistaken Alicia to be my wife.

"No, this one. She like hot rough sex," I tried to explain to her.

"Tonight she get sex like wild fire ... that one my husband," she pointed at one of the guys who at that moment had his lips glued to Tina's mouth in a very long, deep and passionate kiss, "Tonight she get sex and sex and sex ... she no get sleep ... four man fuck your wife like dog fuck bitch ..."

I was tickled by her comments.

"You like four man fuck wife?" she asked.

"I like wife get fuck like that if she enjoy ... and I fuck beautiful Eeva ..."

She smiled, obviously very pleased with the compliment.

Eeva was very romantic. She was in no hurry to get down to fucking. We kissed and talked a lot, and felt each other up. By the time we finally got our clothes off and plopped onto one of the mattresses, Tina had already been drawn into the next phase of her gangbang, where she was being generously fed on virile masculine meat.

One after another, the Tahitians shoved their huge cocks into her mouth, and Tina seemed to be coping really well. She let each guy push his shaft deep into her throat while she sucked and licked on each cock with the same sinful enthusiasm. The confidence with which she took each guy made me almost wonder if this was indeed her first gangbang. 

As each guy took his turn to fuck her oral cavity, the other three continued to work eagerly with their mouths on various parts of her heavenly body. They seemed to have a preplanned modus operandi, ensuring each of them a fair share of the bounty in stepwise progression.

Tina was a true sensualist, and she demonstrated her carnal skills on each of her four lovers, making sure that they derived maximum gratification. Without any compromise, she offered each of them deep access to her throat and subsequently sucked and licked their cocks to their utter pleasure. And each of them was made to feel special as she went on to suck and chew on their balls. 

This was the first time I had ever really watched my wife give head, and I had a strange sense of pride looking at the way she was handling these four studs. 

Eeva and I were like a newly married couple on honeymoon. I explored and tasted every inch of her lovely body. I sucked on her big dark nipples, and gently nibbled on the firm flesh of her large breasts. I took my time eating her delicious pussy, probing her vaginal opening with my tongue, and taking in the strong fragrance of her sexual arousal.

I let Eeva work her wonders on my hard penis with her little mouth. I was surprised how a small girl like her could take the full length of my erection down her throat. 

When my throbbing cock finally entered her vagina, she moaned like it was her first time. And when I began to pound her, she cried out in uncontrollable pleasure with each thrust.

For those ecstatic moments, my mind was blissfully blur to the goings-on on the next mattress where my dear wife was sexually servicing four huge strangers.

As I ejaculated into the depths of Eeva's womb, she begged for more.

"Ohhhhhh ... don't stop ... give more fuck ..." she cried out, as she ground her crotch desperately against mine.

Finally I slumped on top of her, and she brought her lips to meet mine. When our lips parted after a long deep union, I turned to look at the scene on the other mattress.

Tina lay on her back, with Eeva's husband positioned between her parted legs. His pelvis moved in a slow but steady fuck while he passionately kissed her on her lips. My wife had her arms affectionately wrapped around him, and they seemed to be really loving to each other. 

This looked like another phase of my wife's gangbang, a one-to-one fuck with each of the four guys. As Eeva's husband took his time with Tina, screwing her with lots of love and passion, the other three guys just sat around, holding on to their full erections, making no attempt to get involved. It was obvious that there was some kind of understanding among them with regard to the sexual proceedings of the night.

"My husband love your wife," Eeva said, as she played with my semi-flaccid cock, trying to bring it back to life, "And I love you and your cock." Working expertly with her hands and mouth, she did not take very long to arouse the monster to a workable size.

"Fuck ass," Eeva said to me, almost like a command, as she got onto her knees and elbows. I mounted her as a dog would mount a bitch. I had never experienced anal sex all my life, but now, here in Tahiti, Eeva was the second girl to offer me the opportunity. 

Just as my cock slid into Eeva's ass, Tina let out a shrill cry, her lover pounding her without mercy. When he finally drew out his dripping cock, there was no respite for Tina as another guy took over his place between her legs, shoved his cock into her pussy and began to fuck her like she were a common whore.

Eeva's ass was definitely more lax than Alicia's, probably indicative of more regular anal sex. I pumped into her bottom at a very casual pace, at the same time keeping an eye on the gangbang.

I admired the way Tina took her four lovers one after another. The potent mixture of semen from the four virile studs overflowed from her womb as she lay helplessly anticipating more punishing attention from her chosen ones.

While I continued my gentle thrusts into Eeva's rectum, the four Tahitians propped Tina up to the doggie position and began to fuck the shit out of her ass. Tina screamed with each violent penetration into her bottom. 

Tina's cries of pleasure and pain echoed through the gym as she surrendered herself to total abuse at the hands of these strangers. She was simply getting what she had been longing for and I knew that she was enjoying it.

As I finally came in Eeva's rectum, my mind raced back to the days when Tina and I were newly married. Tina would often say to me then that I would be the only man in her life, and I would reciprocate by saying that she would be my only woman.

Eeva and I slumped in exhaustion onto the mattress, and we lay holding each other like we never wanted to be separated.

"She strong bitch," Eeva commented softly, "Take four man fuck whole night."

"She need many cock," I replied in total agreement.

As soon as the last guy had taken Tina's ass, all hell broke loose. It was total mayhem, every man for himself, and the devil take the hindmost.

As Eeva and I lay sharing loving words and passionate kisses, the four guys pounced on Tina to pillage whatever little modesty she had left in her. They shoved their cocks into any available orifice to quench their almost insatiable lust.

My wife was soon sandwiched between two guys, one's cock up her pussy and the other's up her ass, while a third cock was lodged deep inside her throat. The fourth guy kept himself busy with her breasts, waiting for an opportunity to penetrate her.

A little later I saw Tina lying on her back, her head thrown back over the edge of the mattress with one guy crouched over her face, fucking wildly into her throat. He was really giving it to her, his cock darting in and out of her mouth. And Tina was taking it all in her stride, clinging onto his buttocks to keep him going.

Tina was now at the receiving end of all kinds of crude and humiliating acts. I saw one guy sucking and nibbling on her taut nipples and then sinking his teeth into her already bruised breasts. Her orifices were repeatedly fucked and fingered. One guy even managed to fist her vagina while another had two fingers up her arse. 

The guy fucking Tina's mouth finally gave a loud grunt, arched backwards and pressed his tool deep into her throat. She gagged a little, then quickly swallowed, but not before some of the thick cum escaped from the corner of her mouth. She managed to gulp down most of his juice, and diligently licked the last few drops from the tip of his cock.

I could not understand why my wife seemed so determined to be pushed to the lowest depths of debauchery, exhibiting obvious masochistic traits. She seemed so intent on being brutally abused by these men. 

I realized that, in so many years of marriage, I had hardly utilized my wife's body to its full potential. It had never occurred to me that the prudish woman sharing my life had such wild pent-up fantasies and so many unfulfilled erotic desires. 

I watched my wife chew a massive Tahitian scrotum half-stuffed in her mouth and pondered over how sexually deprived my over-sexed wife must have been over all these years. 

But certain other thoughts also crept into my mind, thoughts about whether my wife might have been fulfilling some of her fantasies and desires outside the ambit of our marriage, without my knowledge.

I had never ever doubted Tina's fidelity. I had always taken her faithfulness for granted. Now, for the first time, I wondered if Tina had ever cheated on me to fulfill her voracious carnal needs. 

"What you thinking?" Eeva's voice sounded angelical as it brought me back to the present, and the present reality was that my wife had unilaterally arranged for a gangbang, surrendering her body for sexual defilement at the hands of four total strangers. Just a few weeks back, she had also so willingly offered herself to Fred and Frankie for similar sexual exploitation. And what amazed me most was the confidence with which she went through the grueling experience.

"Oh, nothing ..." I mumbled, trying to sound unfazed.

"I know ... you worry about wife ... forget wife ... wife need fuck, not love ... wife need many man ... wife need many cock ... Eeva need love ... you give Eeva love ..."

I looked at Eeva. She had such an innocent look on her lovable face. She had a way to make a man love her. I drew her face close to mine and locked my lips over hers. I seemed to really like this elf-like Tahitian girl who was in my arms. 

I closed my eyes and kissed her long and deep, completely losing myself in the passion engulfing us, totally oblivious to everything else. I tried to forget my wife, sprawled like an animal in heat on the next mattress, offering her body and soul in carnal sacrifice to these virile studs.

I kissed Eeva like she was the only woman in my life, grinding my whole body against hers, and she responded with equal fervor and matching passion. 

In the background I could still hear my wife's moans and groans as she continued to let her tender body be punished to the limits by her lovers. Occasionally I could hear her scream with unmistakable pain, but the pain seemed to complement her pleasure in this game of reckless debauchery.

I lost all track of time, drifting off into a sweet slumber. When I opened my eyes, the early morning sunlight was already filtering in through the curtains at the far end of the room. My lovely darling Eeva was still in my arms, fast asleep.

Glancing at the next mattress, I could just make out my wife's silhouette lying on her back, accommodating one of the guys between her legs. The other three guys seemed to have disappeared during the night.

Tina was quiet but she was not asleep. She had her arms around her present lover, and I could see her hands move slowly as she stroked the back of his body. Looking more intently, I realized that they were locked in a kiss. Occasionally, I saw Tina's lover thrust his pelvis gently against hers. They were fucking - slowly and gently, but nevertheless they were fucking, and they were doing it very lovingly.

"My husband," I heard Eeva's sweet soft voice in my ear, "My husband make love to your wife ..." 

The sight of another man so passionately making love to my wife was just too much for my cock to handle. I had a rock hard erection which I conveniently shoved into Eeva's waiting pussy.

So there we were - two couples, partners swapped, enjoying a beautiful dawn fuck. I was in no hurry to cum. Tina's lover too did not seem in too much of a hurry to climax.

It was almost noon by the time we finally got up and staggered out of the gym. As we made our way out, I looked back with nostalgia at the scene of my wife's gangbang. The overpowering smell of sex, sweat and semen bore testimony to the intensity of the previous night's sexual carnage.




C'mon, Let's Spice It Up Ch. 11



Eeva's husband was very loving to Tina. He had his arm firmly around her waist as he supported her along the corridor. But when Tina's gait became a bit unsteady, he lifted her up in his arms, and carried her all the way to our room. Eeva and I trailed behind them, holding hands like high school sweethearts. 

Tina's lover lay her gently on our bed and made sure that she was comfortable. Then he gave her a soft kiss on her lips before leaving. But Eeva stayed on.

"Don't you want to go back with your husband?" I asked Eeva, worried that her extended stay might lead to complications.

"No," she replied, "My husband take your wife. My husband use your wife. Now you use Eeva ... no limit ..."

Eeva was a jewel of a girl. She spent the whole day taking care of me and Tina. She sponged Tina from head to toe and fed her sandwiches, doughnuts and buns. She made sure Tina drank lots of water and fruit juices.

But she also took the opportunity to give Tina lots of sensual love, kissing her regularly, gently fondling her bruised breasts and even caressing her puffed-up genitalia. Tina seemed to be asleep most of the time, only responding to Eeva's sensual stimulation with occasional soft moans. 

Morris was in the other room with his Tahitian girl. I could hear them talking sometimes. A couple of times his girl screamed loudly, so I assumed he was still working on her.

I was getting a bit worried about Alicia. I wondered where she was and hoped that she was okay. I was relieved when I finally got a call from her very late in the evening.

"Hi darling," she slurred, "I'm with Amana ... he's taken me home ... I'm spending another night with him ..."

"You okay?" I asked.

"Amana's taking good care of me ... don't worry ... he owes me a few more good fucks ..." Alicia laughed.

Alicia was obviously having the time of her life, enjoying unlimited rounds of native sex. Morris did not seem to mind his wife's indiscretions ... anyway he was too busy enjoying his share of the action.

On this fifth day of our holiday, Tina was not in any state for sex, not after the pounding she had been through. She had been longing for a gangbang, and she had got one, albeit a rather rough one.

She was bruised all over. Her breasts were in bad shape, discolored, scratched and swollen, her nipples very sore from being sucked and nibbled by four sex-hungry lovers. Her pussy lips were in a bruised and swollen mess, and there was no way her vagina could accept a cock for at least another day. She had blue-black patches on her thighs as well, and on her arms and back. She was a thoroughly used woman - savagely violated, ruthlessly ravished, and brutally copulated.

For the moment, Eeva was my woman. I was madly in love with her, and only her. Tina watched with half-closed eyes as I blatantly poured my love on this lovely Tahitian girl. As evening approached, it became obvious that Eeva was planning to spend the night with me.

Tina watched as I kissed Eeva. She watched my lips explore every part of Eeva's curvaceous anatomy. She watched me eat Eeva's pussy. She watched Eeva give me an incredible blow job. And she watched Eeva and me fuck our brains out through the night. 

After watching my wife used as a sex toy by total strangers, I had no qualms about letting her watch me shower my love and passion on this lovely Tahitian girl. 

"I love you, Eeva," I said to my lover somewhere in the middle of the night, and Tina glared at me.

"Eeva love you too," my lover responded, and Tina just closed her eyes. 

It was almost nine in the morning of the sixth day when Eeva and the girl in the next room left. And Alicia was back by about ten.

Tina was absolutely quiet. I wondered if it was guilt or jealousy that was bugging her. She just lay in bed totally oblivious to my presence.

Alicia was in high spirits. She brought Morris over from the next room, his semi-flaccid cock gripped possessively in her hand.

"This thing seems to have been overused," she commented, loud enough for all to hear.

"And your wife, or whatever is left of her, seems to have been overused too," she added, looking at Tina.

"I'm sure my husband and your wife are quite capable of taking care of each other," she went on, settling Morris on the bed beside Tina, "And I think you and I still have a few things to settle with each other ..."

Alicia took my hand and led me into the next room.

"Tomorrow we are flying off from Tahiti ... I don't know when I'm going to see you again, or if I'm ever going to see you again ... I don't want you to let my cunt go to waste while I'm still here with you ..." 

Alicia and I spent the rest of the morning together in bed, sometimes making casual love and sometimes just lying in each other's arms making casual talk.

Alicia related to me some of her adventures with Amana. Her lover had even shared her with his younger brother, a college student who was just nineteen years of age. Alicia seemed very pleased to have experienced the young stud whose vigor and stamina easily outmatched Amana's.

I told Alicia about Tina's gangbang. Alicia was not at all surprised to hear about Tina's wild night.

"You'll have to work out something for her when you get back home," Alicia seemed to be giving me some friendly advice, "Otherwise you are going to lose her. After this she's not going to be satisfied with just your kind of sex."

Around noon, when Alicia and I went back into the next room, we were surprised to see Tina and Morris lying naked on the sofa, locked in a very deep and passionate kiss. Not at all perturbed by our presence, they continued to mash their lips together. 

"I love you, darling," Morris managed to mumble when they parted their lips momentarily to catch their breaths.

"I love you too," Tina responded before they clamped their lips together again.

Alicia looked at me with a naughty expression on her face.

"That's what you call love," she whispered, making no attempt to hide her sarcasm, "Looks like your wife and my husband are deeply in love with each other."

"My wife is in love with any man who will fuck her brains out."

"Let's get out of here. No point disturbing the love birds."

Something got triggered off by what we saw. Looking at our spouses having physical sex was one thing, but watching them sharing their passionate emotions was even more arousing. Tina and Morris seemed more interested in romance rather than sex. Maybe Tina just needed more time to recover from her ordeal. But maybe the two of them were just building up their passions for tonight. 

Back in the next room we tumbled onto the bed, entangled in each other. I kissed Alicia and she opened her mouth to receive my tongue.

We didn't let our lips part other than the occasional gulp for breath. I don't know for how long we kissed, but I do know that we just did not want to stop.

Later we just lazed on the bed in each other's arms, caressing and stroking each other, and having light conversation.

"Do you think Tina has been cheating on me before we started this lifestyle?" the question just popped out of my mouth.

Alicia gazed into my eyes trying to decipher my feelings.

"I wish I could give you the answer you are hoping for, darling, but I'm sorry that judging from what I have seen over the last few days, there's no way that she can be called an angel of fidelity."

"You think she's been fucking around behind my back?"

"Well, she hasn't been doing it before your eyes ..."

"So, you think that I have been taken for a ride all through my married years?"

"It would be naive to think that a sexually potent girl like her would just go through life being satisfied with whatever her husband had to offer. I wouldn't, and Morris knows it."

Alicia went on to reassure me that Tina was not an exception. Almost all married women have fantasies about sex with other men, and a large percentage of them do indeed go ahead to enjoy extramarital sex without their husbands even imagining it possible. It's so much easier for a woman to fuck around - and, let's face it, which man wouldn't want to fuck an attractive slut like Tina?

Alicia told me how she and Morris had long ago decided to allow each other a certain amount of leeway. She had experienced sex with numerous partners before and even after her marriage to Morris. Many of these encounters were swaps in which Morris also benefited, but she had also ventured into a number of liaisons on her own with her husband's blessings.

"It pays to be open in your marriage right from the beginning. I know your relationship with Tina has become very open now, but the barriers should have come down long ago."

"Should I ask her about it?" I seemed to be talking to Alicia as if she was a marriage counselor. 

"Don't be in a rush to question her. Find an opportune moment to pop the question, and don't act confrontational or judgmental. You'll be surprised how Tina's confessions could turn both of you on and add an extra boost to your present lifestyle. Morris always loves to hear me describe my trysts in graphic detail. Then he doesn't let go of me for the next few days."

It was already late afternoon when Tina and Morris walked in hand-in-hand. They plopped onto the bed but stayed next to each other like a very loving couple.

After all the happenings of the last few days, and with Tina even now wrapped in Morris' embrace, it seemed like she and I were helplessly stranded with not a single matrimonial bond left intact. We were complete strangers to each other, belonging for the time being, both physically and mentally, to our illicit love partners.

I still loved Tina, and I felt confident that the present situation was only transient. But I did not want to leave Tahiti with our marriage bonds completely dismantled. I had to talk to her.

"How are you feeling?" I asked my wife, scanning her body to assess the residual physical aftermath of her virtual gang-rape. She seemed to have recovered pretty well. The bruises had faded, and there was no longer any noticeable swelling of her pussy lips. 

"Much better," she murmured, without looking me straight in the eyes. 

"Have you been having a good time?"

"Couldn't be better," was her terse reply.

"Has Morris lived up to your expectations?"

"He's been great ... beyond my expectations. We still have the night ahead."

"Tonight I want to make sure that your wife will always remember me with hot memories," Morris had been listening to our conversation, "She packs a real good fuck ... every man's dream slut ..."

The four of us lazed around in bed, just romancing our love partners and catching up on small talk, till the sun went down. Then we freshened up with a shower, Tina and Morris going in first, then Alicia and me.

We decided to just order some food by room service, and after a light meal, by about eight o'clock, we retired for the night. Tina was Morris' for the night, and Alicia was mine. 

Alicia and I made beautiful love, feeling very much like a couple on honeymoon. Our kisses were scorching hot and we tried almost every position in the book. Alicia did not want to sleep on this last night of our sex holiday. She wanted to just keep fucking the whole night long.

I did not want to check out on the other couple, but I was sure that Tina and Morris must be having a really passionate session. 

Alicia and I did knock off for about an hour just before sunrise. Even as we lay totally drained, entangled in each other, we belonged only to each other, across the shattered marital barriers.

I woke Alicia up with a long loving kiss on her lips.

"I love you ..." she whispered, and tears welled up in her eyes, "I don't feel like leaving you ..."

"I love you too," I responded and again clamped my lips over hers.

I don't know how long we lingered in the throes of our emotional outpouring. As we embraced each other, my semi-erect penis slipped into her slimy vagina to complete our intimate physical linkup.

"We have to leave by ten," Morris would have sensed the strong emotions engulfing me and his wife as he peered through the interconnecting door, "Better start packing and get ready, dear ..." 

Morris and Alicia left just after ten. I got out of bed and put on a pair of shorts to accompanying them up to the lifts. I kissed Alicia goodbye and thanked Morris for everything before they got into the lift.

Back in the room, Tina was still sprawled naked in bed. I plopped onto the bed next to her and immediately fell asleep. 

When I opened my eyes next, Tina was lying on her side with her back towards me. I edged a little closer to her, wrapped my arm around her and spooned her lovingly.

"Are you angry with me?" I hadn't realized that Tina was awake.

"Why should I be angry with you?" I knew that her conscience was beginning to gnaw at her. 

"For being a whore ..."

"You were never a whore ... we came here to enjoy ourselves ... and we did just that ..."

"But I got myself fucked ... by so many guys ..."

"Well, all of us had multiple partners ... we were all very promiscuous ... I'm happy you enjoyed yourself ... I'm happy you let yourself go ..."

Tina rolled herself around to face me.

"Really? ..." she brought her face closer to mine and stared into my eyes. Our lips met, lightly at first, then more firmly, finally mashing together to rekindle the flickering flame of nuptial love. Over the last few days, the hot passions of extramarital sex had blurred the boundaries between fantasy and reality.

I would never be able to view my wife the same again. She was a new woman. I felt more appreciative of her divine body after witnessing the way other men craved for it. 

"I love you, darling ..." she whispered.

"I love you too." 

Our flight was scheduled for late evening. So we had a bit of rebonding time. Tina was quite relieved that I was not upset about her indiscretions during the last few days, especially with regard to the gangbang. At that moment, I don't think she would have minded a fuck with her husband, but I was not exactly longing for a dip in a pool of Morris' seminal juices.

We were quite well-rested by the time we got on the flight heading for home. There was something different about the Tina I was taking back with me, and I seemed to like this new woman.