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A Journal of Truth Ch. 01

By: Dlicious_49



That said, I believe that even in the most 'perfect' relationship, secrets are kept until the keeper is ready to set it free, if ever. I have secrets and, one day, I'll even let my husband know about them and I'll ask him to share his secrets, in return. Oh, I know he has them and, like him, I won't be angry at whatever he tells me, nor him with me. It's a good thing that we've had these past 25 years, and I wouldn't change a thing. Through these writings, I've decided to share...

Years ago, a few years after we had met and married (not a first for either of us), we began exploring sexual fantasies and joined a 'social club' (read: Swinger's Club). He and his ex were swingers. I wasn't but had always wanted to try it. We did and I loved it from the first meeting with another couple, quickly adding threesomes, gal-sex, and inter-racial sex to my playbook. It was all good. We usually participated as a couple but also, sometimes, as a single with others. Both of us did so. Most he knew about, some he didn't. What follows are the trysts I didn't tell him about.

We had moved to Arizona and I contracted with my employer to fly back and forth between my home and headquarters, training my replacements and overseeing an acquistion of a smaller competitor. I worked the first three weeks of the month, no weekends, the balance of a month, my own off-time. For this, they paid me an insane amount of money and picked up all expenses. Sweet!

The third month of the deal was crunch time with the acquisition and we put in long hours. My first line replacement was a gal named Peg. She was my age, 38, and somewhat similar in build. I'm 5'9 and 128 lbs., she was a bit shorter and about 120 or so. A hard working gal, to be sure, staying late as we got closer to closing the deal.

One night, we finished up at her desk around 8 or so, both of us whipped beyond belief. "That's it, I'm heading to the hotel and the mini-bar", I announced as I stretched and searched for my shoes. "Lucky you," Peg cracked, "I get to go home and feed my fucking cat," laughing afterwards.

"Follow me to the hotel and I'll give you some liquid courage and, besides, I really don't like to drink alone," slipping on my shoes as I said it.

"Best offer I've had in a long time," she smilingly replied.

"Hard to believe that," I commented, honestly, "I would have thought there would be a line of guys at your door."

"Yeah, well, guys?, not so much." she said as she looked for her glasses, "But, there's a couple of gals that are stalking me," laughing aloud after she said.

"Well, that's not all bad, at least it's one of the two recognized sexes," I quipped, "Hell, any port in a storm works for me."

Looking at me with a hint of mischief in her eyes, she smiled and simply said, "Still waters and all that, as they say."

On the drive to the hotel, with her following, I was thinking... I've been a good girl, I've been working hard, I haven't fucked anyone else in a long time, and another woman?, a really long time, and yeah, I know not to fuck the help but it happens. Finally, I decided, in for a penny, in for a pound.

Fixing us both some very strong Scotches and Waters, we kicked off our shoes, settling in on the couch in the sitting room of the suite.

Never one to beat around the bush (except with my tongue), I downed my drink in two gulps and said to Peg, "So, do you play in the sapphic waters?"

"Do you?", was her quick response.

"Me to know, you to find out," I teased.

"Nope, you're a player in girly-land," she retorted, "I can spot them a mile away."

"And how do you feel about that, if it were to be true?" I asked, looking at her intently.

"I guess it depends on how you feel about me," she answered, "I like non-committal sex, it's soul-freeing, I think."

"And the fact that I'm, technically, your boss?" I asked.

"Makes it even more tempting," she said with a smile spreading across her face.

Nodding my head slightly, I grabbed her glass and mine and mixed us a couple of fresh drinks. Handing Peg hers, I stood in front of her, just looking down to her. Clicking my glass to hers, we downed the drinks in one gulp. I pulled her up from the couch by her hands and kissed her, holding her hands by our sides. She responded eagerly, no games for this girl. Releasing her hands, I placed mine on her ass, pulling her hard against me. Our tongues dueled with each other in our mouths, taking turns as it were, her hands on my breasts now, squeezing, fondling with expert touches.

Breaking off the kiss, I led her to the bedroom, turning towards her as I disrobed. She followed suit, both of us eyeing the other as a lioness eyes a gazelle on the plains of Africa.

Her breasts were slightly larger than mine (I'm a 34C) but not much. Reaching out to her I cupped, first one, than the other, in my hands, loving how her nipples responded quickly to my touch. She moved closer until her lips were on mine once more, her hand on my trimmed bush, playing with my clit.

"You're very wet," she breathed into my ear, followed by her tongue, flicking over my lobe.

"Yes, I am," I replied as the fire grew hotter in my crotch, "You need to do something about that."

"Oh, I will," she said as she moved me towards the bed until I fell upon it, on my back, my feet still flat on the floor.

Kneeling between my legs, Peg lowered her head, slipping her tongue into my pussy, her fingers stretching the lips. Slipping her mouth over my 'little man', she sucked on it with such tenderness, I knew that I wouldn't be able to last very long before I climaxed.

Not always a bad thing, mind you.

As she sensed that I was nearing my orgasm, she pulled her head from between my legs and pulled me up onto the bed until both of our heads were on the pillows. Flippin over to a classic '69' position with her on the top, she lowered her head once more to continue eating me as I lifted my head to suck and tongue-fuck her shaved, sweet snatch.

She tasted unbelievably sweet, almost like honey, driving me even more insane with lust for her. Pressing my head back onto the pillow with her pussy, my tongue explored her honey-hole as she did the same to me. I could hold back no longer and let my climax explode, followed quickly by Peg's own orgasm, both of us shaking with delight.

We rested. We drank. We fucked again, and again, until both of us were red-faced with pussy juice. She spent the night, waking me in the morning with a very sweet orgasm using her expert hands and fingers. After I had gotten her off, in return, she left to go home and change for work.

I worked with the company for a year in my new position, and for a year, Peg and I would occasionally fuck each other's brains out. She even introduced me to her 'young thing', a college-aged gal that loved being dominated by an older woman. With her, Peg and I had some very kinky, wild threesomes.

I would also eventually wind up fucking some other people that hubby never knew about. Yes, we were swingers, but even so, there are some fucks that the spouse doesn't know about. He's had some, I know he did, but he doesn't know I know. Neither of us will be angry with the other, but both of us will want to hear the secrets of the other.

A Journal of Truth Ch. 02



I was still discovering the thrills (for me, anyway) of belonging to a swinger's club six months after our first couples swap. My hubby and his ex had been swingers; I willingly agreed to try it about three years into our marriage, and loved it from the get-go! Our club provided on-site trysts one weekend a month, the rest of the month serving only as a 'meet & greet' facility. Up until the annual Halloween party, we had only used the club to meet other couples and a few select single members to arrange 'off-site' encounters. The rules of the party were simple: costumes were mandatory, as were full-face masks that one had to wear in 'public' areas...in the darkened 'party rooms', masks were allowed off. We decided to costume in togas with Mardi Gras-styled masks.

"So, do you want to hunt partners as a couple or to mingle on our own?" Hubby asked as he drove us to the party.

"We've never really mingled on our own, have we?" I replied, not really sure how I wanted to play it that night. The thought of mingling on our own had a certain appeal to me that night, though I don't really know why. Probably, I was to think later, it was simply another new adventure for me in the lifestyle.

"No, we haven't," he replied, "and I'm okay with that if you'd like to give it a try."

"How 'bout we do that and meet later at an appointed time?" I answered, a sudden rush of heat between my legs making itself known when I said it.

"Done," he smilingly said, pulling into a parking spot behind the club. Leaning over to him, we kissed, slipping our masks on before getting out of the car.

Joining the throng of masked revelers after using our front door key to unlock the door (only members had them), we entered the clubhouse, the sounds of a serious party bouncing off the walls. Grabbing a Margarita that could be sipped with a straw, we clicked our glasses, toasted each other, and went our separate ways to 'mingle'.

Lots of eye-candy, I thought to myself, as I looked around at all of the sexy, revealing costumes. Breasts showing on some of the women, thick bulges on some of the men, I found myself getting all hot and bothered by just observing the crowd. Finding a corner of the main room from which to observe and 'hunt' potential partners, I stood, sipped my strong drink, and watched the happenings before my eyes. I didn't see the 'Egyptian Princess' move to my side at first, turning to look only when I felt a hand slide across my back to come to rest on my hip, her fingers rubbing sensually on my waist.

"Hi," she said, "love the costume."

"Hi," I replied, "yours too."

"Here alone?" she asked, sipping her drink through the mouth of her mask.

"Yes, and, no," I answered, "my hubby is 'out there', somewhere."

"Does the yes part mean you're available without him," she asked as her hand moved slowly up my ribcage, her fingers sending bolts of heat to my being.

"Well, I guess it does," I replied, her fingers now having found my breast, my nipples hardening as she flicked her fingertips across them.

"Why don't we find ourselves some privacy?" she suggested, her hand now caressing my ass cheeks through my costume.

That didn't take long, I thought to myself, and turning towards her, looking straight into her mask-enclosed eyes, I said, "Why don't we?"

Taking my hand in hers, she led us to the back of the clubhouse where the several party rooms and hot tubs were located. The rules were simple for the on-site trysts; If a door was closed, privacy was wanted, if it was opened, it was an invitation to join. There were six party rooms, three of which had closed doors and since the fourth room was empty, waiting for someone to use it, we entered. She and I would be that 'someone'.

The room had three levels of bedding and matting, and no lighting except for low, indirect lights in a couple of corners. Just enough light to be able to discern 'shapes' but not much else. 

Pulling me by my hand to the highest level of bedding, she laid me down, her 'shadow hand' removing her mask first, then mine. I could barely see the shape of her head as it came nearer to mine, her lips finding mine quickly. She kissed me, softly, tenderly, her hand tracing the contours of my breasts as I sucked her tongue deep into my mouth. Her hand trailed down my body, slipping under my toga, finding my flesh which sent shivers of delight throughout my body. Finding my trimmed bush, she found my clit, massaging it gently between her fingers.

I found her breasts with my own hands, cupping her larger tits as best I could in my small hands. Her nipples were already hard, I found, as I rubbed my palm across them, finding and undoing her costume's snaps with my other hand, so that I could explore her even more. She stopped kissing me long enough to remove her costume, then mine, returning her lips to mine as our hands explored each other with desire. Her breasts were larger than mine, and as I took turns on her nipples with my mouth, her finger had slipped into my pussy now, her thumb massaging my clit as she slowly fingered me with her magic touch.

Moving her mouth down my body with little kisses and tongue-flicks, she moved her body until she was between my opened legs, her tongue tasting and licking my pussy which, in turn, made me crazy with desire and lust. I wasn't sure, hell, I didn't know, who she was, but she knew what she was doing. Abandoning myself to her love-making skills, I rubbed my fingers through her hair as she slowly, hungrily dined on my very wet pussy.

Sensing another presence in the room, I realized that we had left the door opened. Well, she did actually, as she was the last one through the door. Thinking about it only for a moment, I returned my concentration to what she was doing as I 'felt' another body moving onto our bedding. The excitement that coursed through my body at the mystery of it all was ramping up my horniness even more. I wondered who else was in the room, all the while, trying to concentrate on what she was doing to me, trying hard to focus on her tongue's magic on my snatch. A shadow-form was moving closer to my face when I felt the 'unknown's' hand cup my breast, slowly squeezing and lightly pinching my nipple. Reaching with my hand towards the shadow-shape, as if by radar, I felt the head of what turned out to be, a rather nice, large dick.

I was fighting to hold on to my orgasm for as long as I could as my Princess was now tongue-fucking me. My hand slipped around the mystery cock, pulling it towards my wanting mouth. Didn't know who it belonged to, but it didn't matter, I was going to suck it, plain and simple. Finding the head, I slipped my mouth around it, a bit shocked as to it's size. Hubby has a very nice cock, very satisfying in it's size, but this was larger and that excited me to no end. Lifting my head slightly, I stretched my mouth around his cock, taking it as deeply as I could, sucking him slowly, deliberately...but there would be no way I would be able to deep-throat this dick, no way in hell. 

Sucking as much of it as I could into my mouth and throat, I sucked on it as if it were my last meal on earth, which, in turn, produced a disembodied moan of pleasure from our 'mystery man'. Princess was now driving me over the edge with her mouth and tongue on my pussy, which only served to make me suck even more on his cock, whoever 'he' was. I came, suddenly, without warning, my stifled cry of joy escaping my mouth as I sucked harder and harder on his dick, trying as hard as I could to coax his cum to release. I was still shaking from my own climax when he jerked, spasmed, and shot a load of sweet-tasting, warm jism into my eagerly slurping mouth. I know some women don't or won't swallow or take a load into their mouths. I wasn't that gal...I like the taste of cum, plain and simple. 

So, shoot me.

I milked his cock with my hand, my mouth taking as much of his load as I could, savoring it's flavor and warmth. As I was finishing him off, I felt movement on the bedding on the other side of my head. I knew it wasn't the Princess since she was still between my legs, her face in my trimmed bush, the movement and sounds 'down there' indicating that someone was now fucking her as she lay between my legs. Holy shit, I thought, how many people were in here? Was I that engrossed that I didn't see, or hear, others enter the room. I guess so, because when I lifted my head, my eyes straining to see in the dimness, I could make out a shape kneeling behind Princess, the movements clearly indicating that he was fucking her from behind. In the meantime, my mouth slipped off of the cock I had just sucked only to feel the tip of a different cock bump against my other cheek.

This cock was smaller; no matter, I closed my eyes and took it completely into my mouth, my hand finding, and cupping, the balls that hung below this unknown dick. As I sucked on my 'new friend', I felt Princess roll over my leg, taking her fuck-friend with her, the vibrations indicating that they were getting some serious fucking done. As for me, the smaller dick was hardly a challenge. I had him ready to climax within a few minutes, his size making it easy for me to deep-throat him. When he did come, it was with a moan from him that bounced off of the walls of our party room. Laying my head down to catch my breath, I soon had Mr. Big Dick sucking on my breasts, his fingers gently probing my pussy.

Reaching over with my hand, I found him hard and ready again. I stroked his cock as his finger worked in and out of me, getting me very, very hot. Pulling him between my legs when I was ready, he mounted me, easing his large cock slowly into me until our pubic bones were grinding. I know that pussies are pliable but that mine could stretch that much to take him surprised me to no end. We started fucking in rhythm, our breath coming in short, excited gasps. On the edge of my brain, I made note that Mr. Small One had left, followed soon afterwards by whoever had just fucked the Princess. She moved up onto my bedding as 'Big DIck' and I were fucking like teenagers, she, leaning into me, kissing me and fondling my breasts as he fucked me hard, very hard. Her tongue was deep into my mouth when he orgasmed, the feel of his jism squirting into me sending me over the edge to my own mind-blowing climax, complete with stars exploding inside of my head.

Just that quickly, my mystery stud kissed me and whispered, "That was fantastic, lady, thank you," kissing me quickly afterwards...then he was gone.

"Wow," I heard Princess say in the darkness, "that was really intense, don't you think?"

"Oh yeah, I'm not sure who I sucked and fucked but it sure felt good," reaching with my hand to rub her pussy lips as she lay next to me.

"Mmmm, that feels good, sugar," she whispered, her breath a bit labored as I toyed with her clit.

"Why don't you sit on my face and I'll show you what really feels good," I teased.

"You don't have to ask me twice," she replied as she quickly straddled her pussy over my face, the smell of pussy and cum reaching my nostrils, making me horny all over again.

I took my time, relishing the tastes and smells of her snatch, my tongue probing her slit, my own pussy 'feeling the need' as I did so. Another body joined us in the darkness, the hands finding her breasts and my pussy as I tended to her. Reaching with my hands towards our new friend, I found a dick-what a surprise (that's a joke, folks). I continued to stroke the cock as he continued to play with us. I eagerly increased my oral assault of her pussy. Pulling her pussy to my mouth, I eagerly licked, tongued, and sucked on her freshly-fucked pussy, loving the taste of cum and her juices as I bathed my face in it. She moaned as she rubbed against my mouth and tongue, taking herself to climax-ville very quickly, her body shaking as the orgasm slowly died.

Without missing a beat, she moved off of my face, bent down and started sucking my breasts. I pulled on the cock I was stroking, pulling it towards my opened legs until I was able to wrap my legs around him, sucking him into me, hard and deep; he climaxed quickly, but was able to hold on for me to reach my own orgasm,when it was all said and done. As quickly as he had arrived, he was gone.

Falling next to me, Princess and I hugged and smooched as we both came down from the past hour or so of sexual activity. She finally broke the silence by suggesting that we ought to get dressed and rejoin the party. I agreed and followed her out of the party room after we had dressed. 

Reaching the main room, I scanned the crowd until I found hubby tucked away in a corner with a couple dressed as a hooker and a pimp. Touching my hand, Princess slipped me a piece of paper, saying, "That's my cell...call me sometime and let's do lunch at my place when you have a couple of hours to spare." Before I could answer, she cupped and fondled my pussy through my toga and with a final squeeze of her hand, floated away into the, now crowded, main room. 

Finding one of the bathrooms, I cleaned up, loving the fact that they had bidets; more or less, it was an attempt to make me look less fucked than I felt. Returning to the main room, I joined hubby, now alone in the same corner.

"Where are your friends," I asked him after I'd kissed him.

"I think they're going home, a bit partied-out, they said," he responded, adding, "how's your evening been?"

OK, I don't know why I didn't tell him that I had just had a mini-orgy with three unknown studs, or that I been fucked by a monster cock, I really don't. What I did say was, "It's been good...I had a bit of girly-time with a Princess, actually more than a bit, I guess."

In my head, I was feeling a bit 'slutty' (Ya think?) and for some unknown reason, just wanted to keep it to myself, promising myself that I'd 'fess up later. Well, later never came and I never told him. That's on me.

He and I did hook up with another couple that evening and had a lovely time in one of the party rooms with them, nothing special, but a good time. On the drive home, I re-ran the evening through my head, reliving the mystery of the dark room fucks I had had and when we got home, I gave hubby what he likes to call, a 'world-class' blowjob.

But, I never told him the truth about that night, not until now...



A Journal of Truth Ch. 03



I was on, yet, another trip to do my 'consulting' thing for my former employer. Hubby and I had moved to Phoenix for his job and my former bosses threw a ton of money at me to help them facilitate a smooth transition of the buy-out of a competitor, as well as train a new staff. It required that I fly back to Denver weekly with all expenses paid by the company.

The money was too good to refuse and, in truth, I'm a bit of a workaholic anyway. Hubby traveled in his job and with no kids at home, why not do the consultant gig? 

Exactly, so I did...

The buy-out was three months done and the expected bumps in the road were, for the most part, ironed out. Ironed out to the point that I was able to leave the office early that Wednesday for some 'me' time away from the questions, the phones, etc. A rare event over the life of the merger, believe me!

I took a leisurely lunch and decided to do a bit of shopping. Well, looking mostly, just killing time, just enjoying the fact that twenty people didn't need my attention for a change. I was browsing through the casual section at a very 'tony', upscale, Women's Department Store when I heard Val's voice. Never a doubt about it being Val's voice with that honey-dripping, southern accent.

"Sugar? Is that really you?" Val called from two racks away. 

She always called me "Sugar" or "Suge", short for 'Sugar-Britches', she said.

"Val? What a nice surprise."

It was a nice surprise. Val was my first bisexual experience when Hubby and I first entered the lifestyle known as "Swinging". Val's mouth dripped honey when she talked but not as much as when she buried her face in another woman's snatch.

"Suge, honey, I thought ya'll had moved."

I gave Val the short version of my consulting gig and before I knew it, we were down the street, sipping cocktails, at a hotel lounge that was nearby.

We got through the 'catching up' crap and had ordered our second drink when she tossed an idea out on the table for me to consider.

"I can't tell you how glad I am to see you again, Sugar, I've missed that fine twat of yours," Val said, smiling at me afterwards. Still smiling, she asked, "So, why haven't I heard from you?"

That explanation of the tremendous amount of work involved took much longer than I wanted but, in the end, she accepted the fact that I'd been a busy little beaver, no pun intended.

"How's your schedule tomorrow evening?" She asked, her hand slipping over mine, her fingers teasing my skin.

"Um, I don't think I've got anything planned," I managed to say despite the palpatations I was feeling from her touch.

Okay...I was okay until I felt her touch. Val has a wonderful, sensuality about her when she's feeling frisky. And she was my first cruise on Sapphic waters. And she had a 'way' of turning me to mush with a touch, a look...hell, truth be told, I always, later, would compare the taste of another woman's pussy when I was going down on her, to the taste of Val's. Most were great but none compared to Val.

Yes, when it came to Val, I was definitely 'pussy-whipped'.

"Wonderful," she continued, "You'll join Bob and I, and a few friends, for a little get together at our place. I'll pick you up at your hotel at 'six-ish', Okay?"

Bob was her husband...a nice enough guy with a boatload of family money, gentlemenly manners, and a thick dick.

Well, okay!, I thought to myself, finding myself immediately horny at the thought of what may be. Who was I kidding? I knew when I accepted the invite for a drink after running into Val that if the opportunity presented itself to bed Val, I would take it. That I would probably get to ride Bob's 'cockus-gigantis' was a bonus in my view.

The next day flew by for me as I made damned sure that there would be no need for me to stay late at the office. Showering at my hotel, I even managed to have some meaningful 'me' time with a wonderful orgasm under the warm water, my 'mind-movie' being that of my very first taste of Val's sweet pussy.

She pulled up in front of my hotel exactly at six, peeling out into traffic before I was buckled into my seatbelt.

"Turn your legs towards me," she said to me, her eyes never leaving the road.

I did as asked, parting them, slightly, when her hand slipped between my knees, her fingers slowly creeping up my thigh, and my pussy starting to throb in expectation.

"Mmmm, but that feels good, Suge," she slowly said when her finger slipped under my panties and found my 'little man'.

Oh yeah, did it ever feel good.

Opening my legs a bit more, I grasped her wrist with my hands, moving her finger until it was poised at the entrance to my love canal. Her eyes slipped to the side to glance at me as she slowly pentetrated me with her finger, slowly slipping it into me until her knuckle pressed against my pubic bone. I closed my eyes and leaned my head against the car window and let her finger-fuck me as she drove us to her house.

"About tonight," she said as she fingered me, "there will be a few other people there and, well, I'm sure it'll wind up with people getting naked and fucking. You okay with that? I mean, without your guy and all that?"

I should have thought twice about my response. I should have had some moral ambiguity about attending a swinger's 'thing' without Hubby. I should have, but, I didn't.

"I'll fuck anybody you want me to," I said, and meaning it,"as long as I get some playtime with you."

"Oh Suge, don't you worry about that, I'm definitely going to have my face in your sweet pussy tonight, hear me?" She responded and with that response, I climaxed, my hands holding her wrist tightly, holding her finger in my pussy as I rubbed against it.

After I finished climaxing, she slipped her finger from my now-wet pussy and, sucking slowly, she licked my juices from it, smiling the whole time.

"Suge, we have about fifteen minutes before we get to the house," She said as I felt the front seat move backwards from her commnd to the power seat control, "think you'd like a taste before we get there?"

And lifting her ass, she pulled her dress up around her hips, exposing her naked pussy to me. Spreading her legs open as she drove, she said, "Come here baby, come say hello to momma."

Unbuckling my seatbelt, not caring if the world was watching on big screen TVs, I leaned over and dropped my head into her lap, my tongue finding her sweet-tasting snatch quickly. She placed her hand on the back of my head, gently pushing me deeper into her lap, my tongue feeling as if it died and went to heaven.

Eight minutes. Eight minutes is what it took for me to get her off. 

"Now that's the way to begin a fun evening, Suge," Val said as she pulled into her driveway and then, into her garage. Leaning over after she had shut off the car, we kissed for a deliciously long time, our hands on each other's tits as we took turns in each other's mouth with our tongues.

"Later, after we've had some fun with the others, you and me, Suge, in our own private sixty-nine, okay?"

"Okay," was all I could muster. I was ready for that sixty-nine now but I'd have to wait. Well, okay then, I thought to myself as we walked into the house, let's find somebody to fuck.

Everybody had arrived within the next half-hour; some, well, two, I knew from the swingers club that Hubby and I frequented when we lived here. The others were all new to me. Nice folks, easy on the eyes and easy to talk with and, most importantly, easy to consider having sex with.

Bob was the ultimate host. Drinks aplenty, magic herb making rounds around the room, soft music, low lights and the hot tub bubbling from the jets. Leaning over to me when he sat down next to me on a couch, Bob whispered into my ear, "I am so looking forward to fucking you again, it's been too long."

"Play your cards right," I jokingly replied, "and I'll ride that big dick of yours until you beg for mercy," laughing after I said it.

"As I remember it, you were able to suck off a few others when you rode my dick," he joked back, "you still able to do that?"

"We'll just have to see, won't we?" I replied as I sucked a cherry off of a stem from my drink.

Looking around the room, I saw Val talking, in a corner of the den, with a very young woman. Young as in over eighteen (hopefully) but not in her twenties. She was short, athletically fit, with store-bought boobs that looked good on her. Val caught my eye and motioned me to join them.

"Suge", Val said to me when I walked up, "I'd like you to meet Sue, a new 'friend' of mine from the health-club. Sue wants to fuck us, don't you, Sue?"

"Yes" came the soft reply.

"Sue wants to fuck us both, later, after we've had a few cocks in our pussies, don't you Sue?"

"Yes" 

"Sue's here as my guest, and all of the others know that they can have you join them as a sex partner, right, Sue?"

"Yes"

The whole time Val was having this conversation with Sue, Val's hands were massaging Sue's ample breasts, and lifting my hand to one of Sue's tits, I joined in the fondling fun.

Two minutes later, a couple motioned for Sue to join them as they headed upstairs to a bedroom. Smiling at us both...I thought she was going to fucking curtsy, for God's sake...she turned on her heels and took the couple's hands and followed them up the stairs.

"Not the sharpest knife in the drawer," Val remarked as we both watch the three of them disappear down an upstairs hallway, "but Suge? that young thing loves to eat pussy and she does it well!"

Bob joined us and after a few minutes of chit-chat, Val left us, saying, "Have fun you two, I think I'm going to give somebody head." And with that said, she walked into the dimly lit den and up to a younger couple sitting on a sofa.

Don't know what she said, or to whom, but within five minutes of joining them, Val was on her knees, between his spread legs, giving him what appeared to be a world-class blowjob. The kicker of that little scenario is that while blowing the husband, she was also finger-fucking the wife!

Bob and I (and others) watched in awe of her cock-sucking skills. He was behind me and I felt his giant cock come to life pressing into my ass-cheek.

"Somebody woke up," I said with a bit of a smart-assed tone.

"Yeah, gonna' do something 'bout it?" He smart-assedly replied.

Reaching with my hand behind my back, I grabbed his cock through his pants, squeezed it, loving the feel of its thickness as my hand strained to grasp it. Stroking him firmly now, I leaned back into his chest and, turning my head up towards him, I said, "Yes, I will... you lead the way and find us a place to fuck each other's brains out."

"You up for some company to join us?" He asked as he reached around with his hand to cup and fondle my braless tits through the sheer blouse.

Truthfully, at that point, I would have fucked a Pit Bull! 

"Whatever," I said, "let's get this done."

I followed him into the master bedroom. This was after he excused himself for a few minutes to "talk to some folks", he said. While he did that, I fixed myself a shot of Tequila, downed it and had two more. 

I was ready for whatever!

Bob turned me around and kissed me, his tongue diving deep into my open mouth, his hands all over me. Slowly, the realization of having more than two hands on my body hit me. As I pulled away from Bob's mouth, another mouth found mine and began kissing me, hands on my breasts, on my ass, undoing my skirt and blouse, fondling and getting me super-horny. 

Scared? No, not at all. Horny and ready to fuck and suck? You bet'cha!

As my panties hit the floor I looked around and realized that three other guys had joined Bob and I. Stepping over to the bed, I turned towards them and said, "Okay, but if I'm naked, everybody's naked."

I don't know if there's a world record for four guys stripping at the same time, but if there is, they broke it.

I was soon smothered by their hands, their mouths, cocks bumping into me as they moved over my body. Soon, I had two guys sucking on my breasts as my hands stroked them, another guy between my legs eating me, and Bob's big cock gagging me as I sucked him. 

And I loved it! I absolutely surrendered to the moment and let them feast on my body, surrendered to the changes of cocks as I sucked on each, in turn.

Climbing on top of Bob after he had recovered from damn near drowning me with his cum when he had climaxed, I slipped my very wet pussy over his thick dick and lowered myself, slowly letting its thickness fill me. 

After we had gotten into a rhythm, I sucked off two of the guys as Bob fucked me hard. They climaxed right before I did, screaming my pleasure loudly. I was still riding my own orgasm when Bob had his, his thrusts feeling as if he'd split me wide open.

After a bit of rest, and a shared doobie, I took the fourth guy between my legs and fucked him hard. And yes, I 'pulled the train' that night with them, fucking all four of them, one after the other.

Yes, I felt slutty, but, you know what? I was okay with that. I'd be lying if I said that I didn't enjoy it and/or want it. I don't ask for approval. I don't need it.

It was a couple of hours before the four of us went back downstairs. Val was just finishing with another guy, just finished sucking his cock clean, when I found her. Standing, she took my hand and said,"Now, you, me, and Sue, my bedroom, now."

Finding Sue talking with a couple, Val took her by the hand and, without a word to Sue or the couple, walked up the stairs with Sue and I in tow, heading for the same bedroom in which I had just fucked and sucked my brains out!

But, that story deserves it's own space and will be the next tale I tell.



A Journal of Truth Ch. 04



The continuation of that evening at Val's...

As I said, Val was dragging Sue and I behind her as we climbed the stairs to her master suite, the same master suite where I had fucked and sucked her husband, and three of his friends, earlier that evening.

Closing the door behind her after we had entered the bedroom, she turned the lock, and turning to us, literally ripped her clothes from her body. Stepping out of her panties, she head-motioned for me to join her and we had Sue naked in all of her youthful splendor in a nano-second. Turning to me with a look of "Well?", Val's direction was clear to me and I was as naked as the two of them in a heartbeat.

And just that quickly, Val and I were onto Sue's body like a pack of Jackals, the three of us thrashing about in Val's king-sized bed, our hands and mouths all over Sue's tight, young body. I straddled Sue's head on the pillow, kneeling so that her head was between my legs, kneeling so that I could lower my pussy to Sue's tongue which was straining to taste me as I teased her unmercifully by holding my pussy just out of her reach.

Val was between Sue's legs as I did this, noisily kissing and sucking on Sue's shaved snatch, the smell of sex filling the room. Waiting no longer, Sue grabbed me by my hips and pulled me onto her face, onto her mouth and probing tongue. 

Now, I've been 'eaten' by some very skilled women over the past few years, but Sue... well, Sue had a special skill that I can't quite define. Val was right, this young thing knew how to eat pussy!

I was sure that the sounds from the bedroom as the three of us played could be heard downstairs but, well, I just didn't give a fuck if it could. I was rubbing my pussy across Sue's opened mouth and tongue, grinding hard against her, amazed at how long her tongue was as it snaked in and out of my pussy. Val sounded as if she was eating her last meal as she sucked and tongue-fucked Sue who was doing the same to me. I came first, grabbing the headboard to keep my balance as I tried to smother Sue with my pussy. Sue came next, her screams of orasmic delight muffled by my pussy on her mouth.

I was still slowly rubbing my cunt across Sue's mouth, enjoying the ebbing of orgasmic bliss when I felt Val's hand on my shoulder, gently pulling me off of Sue's face.

"My turn, Suge, my turn to ride the Sue express while you get to have a taste for yourself," Val said as she took my place over Sue's smiling face. Just that quickly, we were at it again, Val riding Sue's incredible mouth and tongue while I buried my face in her sweet smelling-and tasty-snatch.

I couldn't get enough of Sue's pussy, it tasted so wonderful, I thought, as I probed her slit with my tongue. Val was grinding hard on Sue's face, Sue's sounds clearly indicating that she was loving what was going on. Sue came first this time, her hands pulling my head hard against her as she ground out her climax against my mouth. In the middle of Sue's own orgasm, Val came with a loud sigh of joy, her pelvis pushing hard against Sue's willing mouth. Spent, Val collapsed next to Sue, kissing on her, cooing to her, her hands fondling Sue's breasts as she did so.

Moving over so that I could get between Val's legs, she opened wide for me to lower my head to her pussy, sighing with contentment when my tongue found her clit and began it's journey around it. I soon had my mouth over her 'little man' and sucked on it as if it were a tit-nipple, loving it's hardness in my mouth. I was so engrossed with eating Val that I didn't register the fact that Sue had left the bed. 

Two minutes later that would change.

At first, I thought a guy had joined us when I felt the tip of a cock rubbing against my sopping-wet pussy. I soon realized that what I was feeling, as I eagerly ate away at Val, was the tip of a dildo, a strap-on dildo, sliding into me. I pushed back against,who, I now knew, was Sue, letting her slide the dildo deep into me. And as I ate Val's sweet pussy, Sue fucked me with the strap-on, fucked me hard and fucked me well. As she pumped away at me, Sue's finger found, and entered, my asshole, slowly spreading it with her finger, lubing it, so to speak. And just that quckly, she pulled out of my pussy and slid the head of the dildo into my asshole which caused me to moan a feeling of joy into Val's pussy as I continued to eat away at her.

Slowly penetrating me, Sue increased her fucking of my ass, my ass eagerly accepting it, wanting it. Funny thing, I don't normally like being fucked in the ass by a guy and will usually avoid it, unless a guy's cock is on the smaller side. Then, that's different...

Something to be said about being fucked in the ass and pussy at the same time, by two guys, though.

This dildo was not small but I didn't care. I'd been fucked in the ass with dildoes by other women before, and if a woman was doing it, I liked it.

No, I don't know why that is, either...

Val suddenly grabbed my head in her hands as Sue pounded me in the ass, pulling my mouth hard against her pussy when she came. Holding my head in place, she rubbed against my mouth and tongue, her own sounds of enjoyment loud in the room. As soon as she released my head from her hands, I lifted myself, with extended arms, until I was in the typical 'doggy' position, my owns sounds of enjoyment, joining those of Val.

Sue was fucking me hard in the ass now and I was enjoying the crap out of it. I was enjoying the strap-on sliding in and out of my ass, sure that my ass-cheeks would be bruised from the pounding that Sue was now giving me. And just that quickly, much sooner than I wanted to, I climaxed, my screams, I was sure, reaching downstairs to the main room.

"No mas," I finally said, sure that my ass was ripped and torn, and collapsing onto the bed, I laid next to Val, my breath coming in hard gasps for oxygen.

Pulling the strap-on from her hips, Sue crawled between my legs, first, eating and nibbling at my pussy, then over to Val's spread legs, where she did the same to her. Sue, tirelessly, switched between both Val and I, tonguing, eating, licking our pussies to, yet, more orgasms. Delicously so, I might add.

Before she left us, Sue asked, no, begged, us to each take a turn fucking her with the strap-on.

Of course, we did.

We each took our turn, Val and I, fucking that little chickadee until she could barely walk out of the room by the time we were finished with her. When it was my turn to fuck Sue, I flipped her over onto her stomach and ass-fucked her, as she had done to me. 

And, just as hard.

Afterwards, laying in each other's arms, Val and I had that 'private' sixty-nine thing that we both wanted so badly. I don't care how many pussies I've eaten-and it's quite a few-I still love Val's the best. 

Don't know why, don't care.

The party broke up around two in the morning, Bob and Val driving me back to my hotel afterwards. At Val's urging, and my eager acceptance, I sat in front, with Bob, so that I could stretch my mouth one more time over his thick cock on the drive there. Timing was perfect and Bob popped his nut into my mouth about a mile from my hotel. Kissing them both goodnight, I thanked them for a marvelous evening and dragged myself up to my room, the taste of jism fresh in my mouth, my pussy still throbbing from the fucking I had done.

Seeing the message light blinking, I punched up my voice mail. It was from Hubby, saying goodnight and hoping I had a good evening.

I certainly had that I thought to myself as I crawled into bed, totally exhausted, but filled with great feelings from all of the fucking and sucking I had done that night.

Did I mention that I really like sucking cock?

But, I never told Hubby about that night, keeping it locked inside of me. Don't know why other than the fact that keeping it to myself, was a sort of, I don't know, thrill? 

Whatever, I didn't tell him about that night, not until now.

But, the thrills from my night with Val and her friends were to have further consequences the very next night, my last night in town, before I was to fly home for the weekend.

Stay tuned...



A Journal of Truth Ch. 05



The day after the party at Val's was the day from hell for me. I was exhausted from little sleep and a lot of fucking. My pussy was still throbbing as I was at my desk, finishing up the week's work, ready to fly home the next morning and get some R&R.

Finishing up late at the office, I drove to my hotel to begin the packing process. I showered first, getting myself off as I re-lived last night's activities in my head. I dried myself, threw on a robe and packed for the trip home, the whole time, thinking about last night.

It got me horny, okay?

Finished with the packing, I started surfing some favorite porn sites on my laptop.

Yes, women like porn too, at least, some of us do.

And, yes, it got me hornier, and I soon realized, hungrier. I hadn't eaten since mid-morning and my stomach soon let me know that it needed some food.

Reaching for the desk phone, I called out for delivery pizza and found out that I was late, that the shop had just closed. Using my best flirty voice, I convinced the young man on the other end to cook up a small pizza and he agreed to drop it off on his way home.

Yeah, I know it sounds like a bad porn plot, but it is what it is.

In the hour it took for him to show up at my door, pizza in hand, I had continued to peruse various porn sites, getting hornier by the minute.

I had tripped upon a site showing MILFs with younger guys, and gals, and, well, it certainly had my mind thinking about it when I heard the knocking on my door.

Getting up from the desk to answer the door, the laptop was still on the MILF site, still on the video of an older women giving a teenager head. I opened the door and took in the fact, quickly, that the young man was a good-looking, though a bit nerdy-looking, guy of teenage years.

No, I don't know how old he was but I don't really care. Didn't care that night, and certainly don't care now.

It happened, okay?

He followed me to the desk where I had my purse. Reaching for it, my eyes took in the video playing on my laptop, seeing the MILF licking the cum from the guy's cock. Turning to pay the young man, I had an urge hit me, an urge to suck on a younger guy's cock.

Giving in to my evil twin, I held out the money and when he reached for change, I told him to keep it for a tip.

"Want another tip as well?" I asked him while still holding on to the bills.

"Sure," he said, his voice a bit strained, not knowing, for sure, what I was referring to.

Dropping the money to the floor, I suddenly took his face between my hands, pulling his mouth to mine, sliding my tongue deep into his surprised throat. Reaching down to his crotch with one of my hands, I found, and gripped, his semi-erect cock through his jeans, rubbing him hard, getting him harder as I continued to tongue-fuck his mouth.

Leading him to the bed, I sat him on the edge, knelt down between his legs and started unbuckling his belt, zipping down his jeans as he stared at me and my busy hands. Unbuckled and unzipped, I yanked his jeans to his knees, followed quickly by his briefs, from which sprang his nicely-sized, pink dick. Grinning up at him as I stroked his dick in my hand, I kept my eyes on his face as I lowered my mouth to his cock, slowly sucking him into it until my lips felt his pubic hair and bone.

One of the reasons I like sucking cock is my ability to deep-throat. I like to deep-throat and his young dick proved to be no problem for me to do so.

Moving my head up and down, my mouth slid on his shaft, my saliva and his pre-cum combining to produce a glistening sheen on his cock. The more I sucked, the harder he got, the hornier I became until I was sucking him hard and noisily. He came quickly, flooding my mouth and throat with his cum, my mouth loving the taste as I licked and swallowed his jism. Finally finished, he spasmed a final time as I lifted my head from his lap, his dick still in my hand, his cum drippng from the corners of my mouth, a smile on both of our faces.

You know the thing about younger guys? They recover quickly from climaxes. And so it was with him, and when he had done so, I took off my robe, pulled him between my legs and fucked his brains out, and mine, for a very long time. 

And when he came, he filled me with another boatload of cum. When he finished with his ejacualtion, I pushed him down between my legs and pulled his head until his mouth was soon sucking his own cum from me.

If he had any second thoughts about eating pussy and tasting cum, he hid it well. When I came, I pulled his face hard against my grinding pussy, loving the slurping sounds from between my legs. When I was finished, I zipped him back up, and sent him on his way, a smile of delight and confusion on his face.

This little tryst Hubby did know about because I told him. 

After I had closed, and locked, my door behind the exiting Pizza Boy, I went to the desk, opened the pizza box and grabbed a slice. Picking up the phone as I slowly took in the delightful taste of the pizza, I called Hubby at home.

"Hi," I said into the mouthpiece, "Want to hear about my night?"

He did...



A Journal of Truth Ch. 06



Let me first say that I had never, ever had a desire to do 'the pain thing' when it comes to sexual encounters. Let me also say that I, we, have played around with 'light bondage', but nothing more than that. What follows is factual, as all my stories have been, but I can't explain my reaction to the following encounter...

If you've read my other tales, you might remember that I had a fling with the woman slated to be my replacement at my old job. Her name is Peg, and she's a lesbian, pure and simple, no bisexuality about it, like I am. Though, I can say that it wouldn't be a stretch for me to become a full-time soldier in the Sapphic Wars.

But, I digress...

As I traveled back and forth between my new home and my old job, I had some sexual fun, at times, and,at times, with Peg, after that first time. She wasn't pushy about it and we didn't always 'hook up' on my trips, but once in a while...

Finishing up after a mid-week meeting with junior-level managers, Peg and I were clearing our respective desks of tasks that were done. Calling out to me from her office next to mine, she asked if I had any plans for dinner or drinks that night.

"Nope, but I'm always ready to listen to suggestions," I replied, tired of eating alone and all that.

"Hang on a minute, let me make a call," she called back to me.

Walking into my office after she had hung up her phone, she had a wicked little smile on her face.

"Good news," she stated as she leaned against my opened office door, "remember that I told you that I'd like you to meet my little coed playmate?"

"Yep," I replied, my eyes now searching her face for clues.

"That was her I was on the phone with and she's free this evening, if you're interested in some fun and games," her smile spreading even more so, now.

"Why, she is?" I questioned back.

"She's whatever I tell her she is," was Peg's response, her smile, more devilish, now.

Looking around the office to make sure that we were, indeed, alone, I looked back at Peg, lowered my voice a bit and said, "So, you're telling me that you have your own, private, fuck-slave, one that'll fuck whoever you tell her to?" laughing after I said it.

"Pretty much," Peg replied, adding, "Honey, if I told her to fuck a dog, she would."

"Well, let's not disappoint her," I answered as I got up from my desk.

I'll be honest...

From the moment that our conversation took a sexual tone, I felt a growing warmth in my crotch, one I couldn't ignore. It wasn't like I was sex-starved or anything like that. My weekends at home with Hubby was very sex-filled, sometimes with others, most times, with ourselves.

But on my trips, alone, I have to say that my 'evil twin' would show up more and more...my other self seems to really 'get off' on these forays I had without Hubby.

Yeah, I know what it sounds like, but, believe me when I tell you that Hubby would be the first to understand that salacious fact.

Love you, baby...

So, Peg and I left the office, me following her in my rental, stopping for a quick, light, snack and then, on to her house in a very old, quiet, neighborhood, one filled with speading trees and leaves fluttering in the Fall.

That's right, look a bit harder at your neighbor, you just never know...

There was a car parked on the street, in front of Peg's home, so I followed Peg's car into the driveway, parking it behind hers.

"She didn't waste any time," Peg said as she walked up to me.

"You leave your house unlocked?" I asked, a bit concerned, if she did.

"No, of course not...she has her own key," Peg replied with that cute, wicked smile.

"Her name is Bethany, but you may call her 'Slut'", I was informed when Peg introduced us.

"How 'bout I just use Beth?" I replied.

"How 'bout that, Slut, can my friend 'just use' you?" Peg asked as her hand reached out to stroke Beth's long auburn tresses, slow, loving strokes which belied Peg's harsh tones when she spoke to Beth.

Peg has some serious 'feelings' about this girl, I thought to myself, in that instant.

"Yes, yes she can, and I hope she does," Beth's husky voice replied.

Beth...

Beth is a 'regular-looking' young woman. Cute, not beautiful, well built and toned, not 'stacked', but with a look in her eyes that left most people, after meeting her for the first time, walking away wondering what 'it' was about that girl?

She stood no more than five-five to my five-eight, clear, lightly-freckled skin that clearly told of her Scotch-Irish bloodlines. Her lips were just 'short' of 'full'-you know what I mean?-void of lipstick, just a bit of gloss on them. Her breasts-I had 'quckly' assessed tham at a full B or light C cup-had very suckable nipples that were thick, more than long. Her crotch was shaved, as it turned out, her 'little man' quite predominant on her mons.

In short, a very lovely little package of femininity of nineteen years of age.

Yes, I asked...lucky little bitch didn't look older than mid-teens, lol. Some broads catch all the right genes, ya' know?

"Is your room ready?" Peg asked as she dropped her hand from Beth's hair down to her breasts, obviously bra-less under the sheer, see-through, blouse, and began softly caressing them, fondling them.

"Yes, just as you asked," Beth replied and after she had done so, she reached for my hand, grasping it and bringing it up to her chest, over her other breast.

The whole scene was surreal, almost as if I was having an out-of-body experience. I stood,watching the silent exchange of energy between Peg and Beth, all the while, fondling Beth's breast. I was doing it, but I wasn't, you know what I mean?

As my hand cupped, caressed,and squeezed Beth's tit, I felt the first signs of wetness in my panties, felt the first palpatations in my chest. Leaning down towards her, my other hand found Beth's firm, young ass, just as her lips tipped upwards to meet mine.

Her 'almost-full' lips parted to accept my tongue that was snaking from my mouth into hers. Her body turned towards mine, her arms gripping me tightly as her mouth opened wider and wider in our kiss.

Slipping my hand under her skirt-waist, into the back of her panties, I slid my palm across her firm ass, my middle finger, sliding down the crack of her ass. She tipped her ass and hips higher when my finger brushed across her asshole, her cheeks, seemingly, parting in an invitation. Probing gently, I slipped my finger into her asshole; my tongue getting sucked deeper into her mouth, was her response.

We slightly stumbled our way to the kitchen counter, my back leaning against it for support, continuing to fondle and kiss as we did so. Raising a leg to wrap around my thigh, Beth stood on her tiptoe, allowing me to fully penetrate her with my, now, fucking-finger. Rubbing her pussy against me as I fingered her ass, Beth stifled a small cry when she climaxed, her body shaking slightly as she did.

"That was very naughty of you, Slut," Peg said as she gently pulled Beth from my embrace. I stood with my arms behind me for support, gasping to regain my breathing, my panties now soaked with my juices, my clit, hard and wanting more.

"Go to your room, get ready to serve us, you little bitch," Peg said to Beth.

Turning, Beth left us and walked down the hallway, to the back of the house. Turning to her sink, I washed and rinsed my hands, especially my fuck-finger, and dried them on Peg's dishcloth. Turning around, I almost bumped my head into Peg's, she was standing that close to me.

"That was very, very hot, watching you two," Peg said as her hands rose to cup both of my breasts, her lips lightly brushing across mine.

"Yeah, it was," I said as I closed my eyes to her ever-so-gentle fondling of my tits. Opening my mouth when I felt her tongue brush across my lips, she slipped it slowly into my mouth, my hands cupping her ass, drawing her crotch into my body.

I don't know how long we stood and kissed like that but I do know that when our lips parted, I was ready to fuck the world!

"Time to join our little playmate, baby," Peg whispered as she gave my nipples a final 'tweak'.

"I'm sooo ready for that," I said, "you seem to bring out my freaky twin when I'm around you."

"You're welcome," was her smart-assed reply.

I don't know what I was expecting to find when I walked into the room behind Peg, but it wasn't this.

Beth was now dressed in leather; a too-small leather bra that barely covered her nipples, her fullness spreading out around the bra, a too-small leather thong that clung to her pussy's lips, and a half-mask of leather that encased her eyes (with slits) and head, but left her mouth exposed.

"Take off your clothes, sweetie, while I roll us a joint or two," Peg said to me as I stood and looked at Beth, hoping my mouth wasn't gaped open.

"Help her, Slut," Peg commanded Beth.

Walking over to me immediately, Beth kept her eyes down to the floor as her hands began undoing my blouse and skirt. I stood silently, wondering to myself if I was ready to 'go there' with these two, and deciding that, I was.

When I was totally naked, Beth turned and did the same to Peg, standing back when Peg was also naked. Peg lit a joint that she had just rolled, inhaled deeply and passed it to Beth who, then, passed it to me. The joint made four rounds before it was history and I felt that I would also be history because it was so damn strong, and good, really, really good.

Finishing the last toke, Peg looked at Beth and gave her a small head-nod towards me. Beth took my hand in hers, leading me to the king-sized bed in the middle of the room. Attached to the bedposts were leather-strapped restraints, at both the head and foot of the huge, heavy bedframe.

Leading me onto the bed, Beth laid my head on the pillows, gave me a sweet, sensuous kiss that continued long after her lips left mine. Slowly, deliberately, she kissed and tongued her way down my body, her lips and tongue in concert to bring my horny-motor up to full speed. When the tip of her tongue flicked across my clit, I thought I would come, then and there.

But, it was when her mouth and tongue found my snatch and love-canal that I knew I had died and gone to heaven...

My pussy has known very many talented oralists but none, not a one of them, could hold a candle to this young nineteen-year-old! Not even my sweet Val, who I thought was the best that ever was.

After my tenth, or so it seemed, orgasm, Beth came up for air briefly, her hands continuing to fondle my tits as she licked around my swopping-wet pussy with her tongue.

"My God, girl," I panted, "How long have you been doing this?"

"Eating pussy?" she asked between long, slow, sensual licks.

"Yeah," I gasped, "That...eating pussy."

"Since I was thirteen", Slurp, "With my best friend's mom, the first time", Lick, "Then, with my best friend," Slurp, "Then, with whoever would let me", Lick, "But, mostly", Slurp, "With more mature women, like you and Miss Peg", Slurp, Lick, Insert tongue into pussy.

I came again...

Opening my eyes after I rode her tongue to my newest orgasm, I saw Peg leaning over me, her hands busy near the top of my head. I was confused at first, I thought it was Beth, because Peg was now dressed the same as Beth, head to toe, the toes now in high heels.

Peg finished with her task which I realized was binding me into the restraints. Pulling slightly, I could move my hands only a foot or two. Looking down my body, Beth had done the same to my ankles but I hadn't even felt it as she did it.

I had been bound to a bed only twice before, with Hubby and one of the guys that was a regular threesome partner for us and I must say that it wasn't bad, not bad at all. Both times, both Hubby and Friend had their way with me and I liked it...sucking one while the other fucked me?; it was all good.

Peg joined Beth at the foot of the bed, both of them looking like Batman and Robin, if Batman and Robin dressed in leather.

But, that's fodder for a different grist mill.

"Welcome to the party," Peg said to me as Beth walked over to a dresser and opened a drawer. Reaching into the drawer, Beth brought out two strap-on dildoes, leather-strapped, of course. Squeezing some anit-bacterial lubricant onto the dildoes, she rubbed it around on both, taking her time, the whole while her eyes locked with mine.

Slipping into the contraptions, they strapped them onto their bodies, cinching the straps tightly.

Climbing onto the bed, between my legs, Beth leaned over me, sucking my tits into her mouth, one at a time. Then with her eyes holding mine captive, she reached down and inserted the dildo into my pussy, my legs parting reflexively, to accept it.

And then she fucked me, she fucked me for a very long time, getting me off repeatedly. And when she was through?, Peg took her place, fucking me some more, fucking me hard, fucking me so hard that I didn't want it to stop, fucking me so hard that I begged for more.

No, I didn't think I would either, but I did.

And when they undid the straps only to flip me onto my stomach and re-attach them to my arms and legs, I wanted them to. I wanted them to fuck me in the ass because I knew that's what was next on the agenda.

And they did, both of them, taking turns, fucking me both hard and gently, fucking me in my ass. When Peg and Beth were done, my ass and pussy was as fucked as they had ever been.

They unstrapped me but this time when they turned me onto my back, they didn't re-attach the restraints. 

And when, first Beth, then Peg, crawled over my head and straddled it with their legs, my arms caressed their hips and ass, drawing their pussies to my waiting mouth and tongue so that I could eat them, slowly, deliciously, until their juices smeared my entire face.

The three of us rested, briefly, taking turns on the second joint, getting deeper into the zone of sexuality that enveloped the room. Beth returned from cleaning and re-lubricating the shafts of the strap-ons, handing one to Peg, then strapping the other onto her own body while I laid there watching, waiting, knowing that they were going to use me again.

And I anxiously waited for it, wanting it...

Turning me onto my side, Peg entered my ass with her strap-on while holding my leg up, spreading my ass as she did so, kissing me on my neck and ears as her dildo spread my asshole. And when she was fully inserted into my asshole, Beth slid her strap-on into my pussy, her tongue in my mouth, deep down my throat, the thickness of the two dildoes filling me to the breaking point, or so I thought.

But I had been 'here' before, this wouldn't be the first time I'd been dp'd, only the first time that it would be two women dp'ing me. I've been fucked in the ass and pussy at the same time before; some with Hubby and a playmate, some with two guys other than Hubby. Hell, I've had all of my holes filled once or twice. I liked it then and I surely did like it now!

No, I didn't break, but I lost count of my orgasms as they fucked me at the same time. For a long time they fucked me, and I loved every minute of it. It took every ounce of energy I had to walk to my rental car after several hours with those two, my pussy and ass throbbing with satisfaction, my legs barely able to keep me upright.

The next morning at the office, Peg walked in, closing the door behind her. Not unusal, we'd had many closed-door business meetings and discussions.

"Enjoyed last night?" Peg asked me.

"Yes," was all I said, my eyes locked with hers.

"So did Beth," Peg replied, "and, of course, it goes without saying that I did to," smiling the quirky smile at me.

"How about?, tonight?, Just you and me? And you wear my leather outfit?" Peg asked, "You'd like to, wouldn't you?"

I knew I had crossed over to the dark side, at least with Peg, when I answered her...

"Yes," was all I said. 



A Journal of Truth Ch. 07



Okay, I admit it...I was feeling 'frisky', but that wouldn't be right either. 

Horny is the term that applies here.

I was on, yet, another trip to the city where hubby and I lived for several years. The city in which hubby and I began our other life as swingers. An other life that we both enjoyed and, at times, took advantage of when one or the other was away from our spouse.

That weekend, the weekend before this particular business trip for me, involved a sexually-charged two day party with friends that had all of us well-fucked and sucked by Monday morning. Surely, that would hold me until I returned from my trip.

Well, you would've thought so...and you'd been wrong, Sherlock.

By the end of business on Thursday, I could actually see daylight through my piles of paper on my desk.

"Want to grab a drink?" Tori said into my ear when I took her call in my office. Tori was a 'blast from the past' that spent many nights in hubby and I's bed.

"Does a bear shit in the woods?" I replied, rather smart-assedly.

"It's single-guys night at the club," she replied, "and I could use a stiff dick or three," laughing afterwards.

The 'club' was our old swingers haunt we belonged to when we lived here and, where, we still kept an active membership.

"Well, I don't know about that," I replied with a hint of smugness that I didn't know I possessed, "my weekend was fairly well filled with cock and cunt, but, I'll stay for one drink, for sure, to catch up with your life," I said.

"What happened to the Queen of Cock I so admired?" she chided.

Smiling to myself at the term she used for me so long ago, I replied, "Well, her brains got fucked out this past weekend and she's tired."

"Pick me up at my place and we'll blow a doobie before we go," she said, "Seven-ish?" she asked.

"Make it a fat-boy and I'm yours," I cheerfully replied.

"Done! See you at seven," ending the conversation.

I was a few minutes early but on the drive over I reconsidered my earlier statements about being tired. I don't know, maybe in the back of my mind, the thought of 'some strange' triggered my horny motor but, for whatever reason, when I got out of the car to walk to her doorstep, my little beaver was feeling a bit warm.

"Good to see you, Toots," she said as she hugged me, "get your fine ass in here and toke up with me."

And we did, we did that herb proud, getting marvelously stoned and eating the roach afterwards. And, as usual, when Tori and I got high, we got horny. And, as usual, I let Tori fondle and play with me as I drove us to the club. It was quite fun, actually, having her feel me up, rub on my little man, which, in turn, got my panties wet.

Sticking a finger into my snatch, under my dress, Tori gave me three or four quick strokes, lubricating her finger with my juices.

"Mmmmmm, oh sweetie, you taste simply mah-valous, my darling, just as you always did," she purred as she licked my juices from her finger, sucking , slowly and sensually, her eyes closed, her mouth smiling as she sucked.

"Glad you liked," I smilingly said as I pull into the parking lot of the club, "Or is it licked?", turning off the engine and looking at her.

Leaning over to me, we kissed for a deliciously long time, my tongue tasting my juices in her mouth.

"Bet I suck more cock than you," she teasingly said as she opened her door.

"Is that a fact?" I answered, "Or is that a challenge?"

"Both." she said, closing her door behind her.

In the past, on single-guys' night, the guys outnumbered the gals by two or three to one. This night proved no different. Settling in at the bar, we ordered our drinks while we both scanned the crowd. I saw two or three couples I knew from when we lived here, waving hi to those whose eyes locked with mine. Looking for a third to join them I thought to myself as I continued to look around.

Turning back to the bar, Tori was in conversation with a couple of guys a few stools down from us and, yes, we wound up with them at a booth within a few minutes.

Who ordered the Bacardi 151 and coke, I do not know, but, if their goal was to get us plastered, it worked. 151 is the devil's brew but Lordy, how I love the buzz it can give me in a short time.

Between the rum and the smoke, earlier, I was feeling no pain but definitely feeling the heat between my legs. So when Bob, or Tom, or whoever the hell it was, suggested that the four of us find a room, I was game, Boy, was I game.

The four of us did find a room and, at Tori's suggestion, the door was left opened, an unsaid invitation to join in whatever was going on in the room. If a door was closed, then it was 'private'.

We, the four of us, found our places on the bedding (the room was wall to wall with bedding)pairing off as we did so. My guy was very capable with his kisses and touches, getting me hot and hornier quickly as he took off my clothes, then his. Reaching down and running my hand down his belly, my hand found a very thick, stiff cock and as it throbbed in my hand, I sucked his tongue into my mouth. Kissing him hard, I stroked and stroked his hardness until the desire to taste him overpowered me.

Pushing him onto his back, I knelt between his legs, bent my head down and took him into my mouth and down my throat in one, swift motion. Slowly pulling his dick out of my mouth and throat, I sucked on him hard, my tongue tasting his precum as I did so.

I worked him slowly, taking my time, letting his climax build and build. And as I did so, I felt the movement on the bed of someone kneeling behind me. Didn't know, didn't care, especially when he sunk his dick deep into my pussy.

I love threesomes with two guys. There's nothing that feels as good as sucking on a cock as another one is fucking you doggy-style. Just as the guy in my mouth began to climax, the guy fucking me reached around and massaged my clit as he continued to fuck me hard. I came just as my mouth filled with warm cum, so much cum that it ran down my mouth to my chin and beyond. Sucking as much as possible as I rode my own orgasm, the second guy came, shoving his cock deep into me as he emptied his jism into my throbbing snatch.

Rolling over on my back to catch my breath, I saw that Tori was on her knees sucking her guy's cock, while stoking another dude who had joined them at some point. Quite hot, actually. Looking toward the doorway, I saw two or three guys standing, watching, rubbing their crotches.

Motioning to one of the guys to come over, when he got close enough, I reached and unzipped his pants, pulling his semi-flaccid dick into my mouth while I stayed on my knees. He got hard quickly from my sucking abilities, placing his hands on my bobbing head as it moved back and forth. 

The sounds of cock-sucking was loud in the room, it seemed, both Tori and I not known for our bashfulness when it came to sucking dick. My guy started climaxing and I let his jism go on me but not in me. He had no sooner finished when another guy stood near me, his hand gently rubbing my hair.

By now, I was ready to suck forever. The more cock I suck, the more cock I want to suck. Unzipping this new 'customer', I pulled a monster from his pants, hard, large, shiny and black. I was barely able to get my mouth around him, but, I did. He was the second cock I've not ever been able to deep-throat but I got as much of it into my mouth that I could. I sucked on him for a very long time and just when I thought he was about to come, he flipped my onto my back, climbed between my legs and drove his van into my garage. 

Damn, but he was big!

But, damn, did it feel good. Spreading my legs as wide as I could, I let him slam that black cock as deep into me as he could, loving every minute of it. As he fucked me for a long, long time, I sucked off two more guys, one at a time, kneeling near my head. And just when he was about to cum, he pulled out and pushed his dick towards my mouth. 

Opening as wide as I could, I took him into my mouth when he shot his load, the excess spilling from my mouth quickly. He finished cumming, my breath coming hard to me, now. Wiping cum from my mouth and chin, I looked over at Tori who was being fucked by two guys, one in her pussy as she rode him, the other one in her ass from behind. As they fucked her hard, she took another guy into her mouth at the same time.

Looking at the doorway I saw a much younger guy standing there, all wide-eyed. When my eye caught his and I spread my legs, he was there in a flash. And, in a flash he was naked and fucking me for all he was worth. And that young'un was worth a hell of a lot. His staying power was off the charts, allowing me several long, mind-blowing, climaxes, before he finally popped his nut.

Young'un finished milking his dick into my soaking wet beaver, and when he was done, I turned towards Tori who was finishing off the black dude I had just fucked, her mouth stretched with his thickness. Catching her eye, I softly said to her, "No Mas, no mas."

Nodding her understanding, she closed her eyes and began sucking black dude with increased fervor, her hand, a blur, as she worked it back and forth on his shaft as she sucked.

It worked...black dude drowned Tori with his climax.

"11, I think," Tori said to me after we got into my rental car.

"You win," I said in response, "I think my number was 9, maybe 8?...shit, I don't know but it included one of the biggest cocks I've ever sucked and fucked, and, the absolute smallest dick I've ever sucked...no more than three raging inches of throbbing man-meat," I laughingly said to her.

Size really doesn't matter but, really, sometimes you just have to laugh at it, don't you?

"Spend the night?" Tori said, softly, after a long silence as I drove us back to her place.

"You're still horny?" I asked, somewhat shocked, I might add.

"I'm always horny for you, you know that," she said by way of an answer. Well, that, and her hand sliding up my skirt, her fingers (three? I think?) sliding easily into my well-fucked pussy, pantiless, now.

As I said before, Tori has spent many an evening in delicious threesomes with hubby and I. But, it soon became a 'thing' between she and I, really it did. Hubby was good with that; we'd blow him, get him off, and he happily watched as Tori and I tuned him out, making the world all about her and I.

"I really need you...to, you know," Tori's voice softly said, her fingers now in me almost to the point that she could 'fist' me, if she wanted to.

What Tori was referring to was her discovery that she liked for me to take the lead in our sexual play, to dominate her, to tie her up and 'force' her to be my sexual slave.

"Then, when we get to your house, you will undress me, then, yourself, understand?" I said to her, my voice strong, commanding, because, truthfully?, I liked dominating her, I liked 'forcing' her to let me fuck her in the ass with a dildo. I did. I really liked it.

"Yes, ma'am," Tori replied, her eyes closed, her fingers slowly fucking me.

"I want to use the big strap-on dildo to fuck you, to fuck your ass until you're begging me to stop, understand that?" I said to her as I grabbed her by the hair, turning into her driveway as I did so.

"Yes, ma'am," was her soft reply, her breathing betraying her excitement.

And I did.

I pounded the huge strap-on cock hard and deep into Tori's well-stretched asshole. I did that after I first fucked her in her pussy, the thickness of the faux-cock stretching her pussy as well.

And when I was done fucking her, she eagerly crawled between my legs and gave me a pussy-eating from out of this world, as only she can.

I came, we both languished in the throes of an after-sex glow, and with a look from me, she once again buried her face between my legs.

Reaching for her bedside phone, I called hubby at home, knowing he'd be up at this time of the morning.

"Guess who's giving your wife a delicious pussy-eating right now," I said to him by way of greeting.

"Male or female?" he laughingly replied.

"Female slut-wench", I replied.

"Tori...has to be Tori," he correctly guessed.

"Yeah, and she sucked more cock than I did tonight," I said to him, "grab a cup of coffee," I said further, "have I got a story to tell you about Tori and I's night at the club."

And, I told him...



A Journal of Truth Ch. 09



I didn't go home for the weekend as had been my usual schedule. No, this weekend, I stayed in town because hubby was at a manager's conference that weekend for his firm. Since he'd be gone, I chose to spend that weekend in Denver where I had been commuting to as a consultant to my old employer. The plan was to catch up on some paperwork and, perhaps, a whole lot of 'me-time'. 

Part of the plan worked, and it wasn't the catching up on paperwork thing...

Friday evening, after I had showered and changed into something casual, I mulled restaurant choices around my brain as I slowly enjoyed a glass of Cabernet and a well-earned doobie. Three glasses of Cabernet later, the doobie was gone, I was stoned, and opted to dine in one of the hotel's restaurants. No way was I going to attempt to drive that night, I assure you.

Choosing a grille with a sports theme, I made myself comfortable in a booth, ordered another glass of Cabernet (not that I needed it) and perused the menu. I opted for a small filet and salad, ordering such when my shapely server asked my dinner preference. My mind quickly answered that I'd like her for dinner but, thankfully, that answer didn't make it to my mouth. Between the doobie and wine in my room, I was feeling a bit frisky and a whole lot horny.

And, yes, I did gaze longingly upon her ass as she walked away from the table. You would have as well, so there!

Sipping my wine, I let my eyes wander around the bar, checking it out, so to speak. In the course of my eye-travel, I caught sight of a younger couple, late twenties, early thirties; not drop-dead gorgeous, but not unattractive either. As I picked at my salad, I felt as if I was being stared at...you know what that feeling is like. As inconspicuously as possible, I casually looked up and did a quick scan of the room. As my eyes slid over the couple I had noticed earlier, the woman's eyes caught mine (or, mine caught hers), and still looking at me, she smiled a warm smile, a smile that made you want to converse with that person.

The arrival of my steak a few seconds later is what forced me to break away from the eye contact with the woman of the couple. I went through the motions of cutting, eating, and all of that but, honestly, I wanted to look back to the woman so badly that I rushed my meal, which I usually never do. 

Looking up, finally, as my server was clearing the table and I was signing my check, the man was there but the woman was not. I can say that I was disappointed by that fact. Oh well, I thought to myself, back to my room, some television, and I quickly thought, some masturbation, as I gathered my purse and sweater to leave.

"Can we buy you a drink?" I heard a voice say from the side of my booth. Turning to look at the voice, I smelled the soft scent of Azaleas before my eyes looked into the smile that I immediately recognized.

"You're with the gentleman at the bar, right?" I answered as I stood up next to her. She was nearly my height, trim and shapely, the swell of her breasts peeking through her blouse, unbuttoned and opened to just below her bustline.

"I am," she answered, "and if I were to guess, I'd say you're in town on business with no plans for after dinner other than your hotel room."

"And why would you guess that?" I answered, playing along.

"You're far too attractive to be eating dinner alone on a Friday night," she smilingly responded, "and, quite honestly, my husband and I like the company of another woman when we're out on the town."

"Aaah, a threesome, so to speak," I threw out there as a response, smiling as I did so.

"There are worse things in life," she commented, returning my smile.

"Yes, yes, there are," I answered letting my stoned libido take over my brain as I usually do when I mix wine and weed.

The truth is, folks, that I get very horny when I mix liquor and weed. Knowing that, why would I do it when alone? Well, it's because I get very horny when I mix liquor and weed. 

Hubby and I have been swingers for some time and this wouldn't be my first rodeo as a third with another couple. After all, that's what these journals are about, isn't it?

He was Jack. She was Jill. I shit you not!

Making room for me to sit between them at the bar, Jill pulled out my barstool so that I could sit. Catching the bartender's attention, Jill ordered a round for us, moved her barstool a bit closer to mine and sat down, on my right.

We exchanged 'bar-bios', short-to-the-point recaps of who we were, with each other. They were in their early thirties, married, childless by choice at this point, and with good careers. Periodically, they said, they liked to go out on the town, and "push the envelope", no explanation given but, then, none was needed. I knew where they were coming from, pretty much, when she asked to buy me a drink. The more we talked, the more I was convinced that I was right, that they were going to try to pick me up for some three-way fun in bed. Took me but a nano-second to think of that as a good thing. He was good-looking, appeared in shape, and she was very sexy in some undefined way.

"And with the traveling that both hubby and I do in our jobs," I said as I finished my bio, "we've found some common ground that has opened our relationship greatly," smiling at them both after I said it, finishing my wine afterwards.

"Open, loving relationships are a good thing," Jill said, Jack nodding in agreement, "ours is such," she said, moving her legs at the same time so that they brushed mine.

"Closed-mindedness usually results in stifling relationships," I offered to the conversation, my legs returning the pressure from hers.

"I couldn't agree more," Jill responded, laying a hand, casually, on my arm, on the bar, slowly stroking her fingertips up and down my hand and wrist.

I have to say that between the wine, the weed, and the moment, I felt my horny motor kick into drive. Leaning back into my barstool's back, I looked at Jill and smiled what I hoped was a smile of encouragement.

"Want to come to our place?" Jill asked, smilingly, her fingertips still stroking my forearm.

Looking to her, then to Jack, I replied.

"Or, as an alternative, we could simply go up to my room, order drinks, and maybe share a doobie while we get to know each other a little better."

"Or," Jill answered for them both, "we could do that, what you said," her lips placing a gentle kiss to my cheek, afterwards.

Drinks delivered, doubles for us all, doobie rolled, we settled in on the couch in the anteroom of my junior suite.

I fired up the joint, took a huge hit(which I really didn't need at this point), and passed it to Jill, who did the same before passing it to Jack.

"Wow," was all that either of them could say as they savored the potent herb.

"I have to say, I haven't been this stoned since college," Jack said after we had finished the joint.

We sat there, savoring the stone that was enveloping the three of us, each in our own fog, the room quiet.

"Jack's got a big dick," Jill blurted suddenly, catching us all by surprise.

"Oops," she quickly said afterwards.

"Big dicks are not a bad thing," I replied in earnest, "hubby's well endowed as well."

"Can you deep-throat big dicks?" Jill asked brazenly.

"I've been known to swallow monster-meat," I smilingly replied.

And then, she kissed me.

She kissed me suddenly, her lips warm, wet, experienced and her hand cupping my breast with soft, gentle squeezes which caused my nipples to harden.

I kissed her back, letting my own hand fly to her breasts, first through her blouse, but, quickly, into her blouse, my hand cupping her larger breasts, her nipples hardening in response to my touches.

I opened my mouth to accept her tongue, sucking on it with wanton lust as she moved her hand between my opening legs, letting her fingers find my burning, damp pussy. I continued to kiss her as she played with my pussy, removing my hand from her blouse. Reaching behind me, I groped Jack's crotch until I felt his stiffness beneath my palm and fingers. Still kissing Jill, I started stroking him, through his pants, feeling his cock grow thicker and longer from my strokes.

Jill broke our kiss, trailing her lips down my neck as she quickly unbuttoned my blouse. She wasted no time in unclasping my front-hooked bra, her mouth immediately falling to my tits, licking and sucking with fervor.

Turning to Jack as Jill sucked on my tits, I unzipped his pants, reached in and pulled out his cock. 

Jill didn't lie. He had a huge cock.

I leaned over and slowly started working my mouth up and down his shaft, my tongue flicking, my throat easing his cock deeper and deeper. As I sucked Jack, I lifted my hips so that Jill could remove my skirt, then my panties.

Feeling Jill leave the couch, I saw that she was standing and taking off her clothes, revealing a lovely pair of breasts, and flat stomach. Opening my legs in invitation, I resumed deep-throating Jack while I waited for Jill to kneel between my legs and begin eating me.

And, Lordy, did she eat me!

I tried to hold back. I really, really did. But, it was to no avial. She had me in orgasmic bliss very quickly. And, very often. I was reaching my fourth climax when I felt Jack tense up. I increased my sucking and was rewarded with a boat-load of warm, sticky-but,tasty-sperm. I swallowed it all and went back for seconds by licking the spill-over from his cock's head and shaft.

Finished with Jack for the moment, I lifted Jill from between my legs, driving my tongue deep into her mouth, tasting my own juices in her mouth, on her tongue. 

Standing, I lifted her to her feet and, wordlessly, led her by the hand to my bed. I laid her down onto my bed and quickly put myself between her legs, my hands wrapped around her thighs as I lowered my head to taste her.

She had a small 'landing strip' of pubic hair, as I did, and the absolutely softest pussy lips my mouth has ever encountered. She surrended her pussy to my mouth and I snaked my tongue into her slit, loving her smell and taste. 

I teased her, bringing her to the brink, then backing off, making her wait a long time for that first orgasm. But when it came, it exploded, quickly followed by others, a lot of others. It was towards one of her last climaxes that I heard, then felt Jack's presence. Hoping he had recovered, I lifted my ass to him in anticipation and invitation as I took my time, now, eating his wife's cunt.

He had, indeed, recovered.

Feeling his cock's head probe at my pussy, I lifted it a bit more, to make it easier for him to enter me, which he did.

Slowly, at first, he started fucking me, easing his large dick into me. Soon, he was fucking me harder and harder, driving my mouth hard against Jill's snatch. His climax spurred my own which, in turn, spurred Jill's final climax. Her final by my oral attentions, that is. She was to orgasm a couple of more times but it was from Jack's fucking her as she ate me, again.

We parted company around two in the morning, both of us with each other's phone number. I had thought, but quickly dismissed the idea, of letting Jack fuck me in the ass but he was just too thick.

They asked me to come to a party at their house the next night, Saturday.

"It's like-minded' friends," Jill explained as she was licking Jack's shaft right after he finished fucking me for the second or third time.

"Yeah, we belong to a social set that is much the same," I answered.

"So, it's a date?" Jill asked.

"Yeah, it's a date," I answered right before I kissed her, tasting Jack's cum and my juices on her mouth.

But, as it is said, that's a story for another time...



A Journal of Truth Ch. 10



Ring......Ring..........Ri..

"Yeah, I mean, hello," I said into the phone as I struggled for coherence, the phone having brought me out of a deep sleep.

"Hey, honey, I'm sorry to call you so early and all that but I'm calling everyone to cancel our plans for this evening," the voice said into my ear.

"Who the hell is this?" I asked, not recognizing the voice right away.

"Jill, Jill from last night...with Jack?" she answered, somewhat surprised I guess that I didn't recognize her voice, a voice I had heard last night for the first time in my life.

Aaahhh, I thought, the couple that I had banged last night in my hotel room. The couple with He of the Monster Cock.

"Oh, yeah, hey look, I'm sorry I didn't recognize you but I'm not fully awake," I said quickly, "Of course I know who you are."

"Well, the party for tonight has to be cancelled; Jack's father had a heart attack and we have to fly back to New York," she explained further.

"Oh, wow, I'm sorry; yeah, sure, do what you have to do Jill, and good luck to you. Give Jack my condolences and wishes for a quick recovery for his dad, okay?," I replied, hanging up after she acknowledged what I had said and ending the call.

The 'party' was a get together at their house with some swingers in their circle, that they had invited me to attend. Truthfully, when I closed the door behind them early this morning, after a hanging a 'do-not-disturb' placard on the door, I had already begun debating whether or not I really wanted to go to the party.

Well, a bummer about Jack's dad for sure, but it takes me off the hook of my commitment to attend the party.

Climbing out of bed, I started some coffee in the in-room coffee valet and headed to the bathroom to do my thing while it brewed. No way was I going back to sleep, I'm not one of those; once I'm awake, I'm up, no going back to bed for this chick.

After showering and the like, I threw on a robe and started to drink my coffee, the morning paper having been delivered to the outside of my room, and the weather comfortable on my walk-out balcony of my suite.

What to do?, what to do?, I asked myself as I perused the paper, finishing my small carafe of coffee in only two cups . Decision made to go out for a late brunch and some shopping, I dressed, and flipped the DND sign to request room service as I left my room and hotel.

Brunch was good, shopping was boring and non-eventful, which brought me back to my hotel around two in the afternoon. I attempted to do some actual 'catch up' work for my project but grew bored within an hour.

Standing on my balcony, I was weighing whether or not I wanted to go to the pool area for some sun for a bit when I quickly changed my mind. Deciding that I'd rather catch a buzz instead of some rays, I rolled a small, personal-size joint, powered up my laptop, taking a couple of quick hits as it booted up.

Too bad about tonight's party cancellation, I mused now that I had the start of a buzz going, might've been fun. Weed does that to me. Weed gets my mind focusing on sex stuff; memories of good trysts flooding into my brain and, truthfully?, last night with Jack and Jill was pretty spectacular, what with her oral talents and his massive dick. Yep, I had to admit, it was some pretty good fucking, all in all.

Woulda' Shoulda' Coulda'...didn't matter 'cause the party wasn't going to happen tonight and I'd be on my own.

Logging into a Swinger's website that hubby and I belonged to, I check messages and such, having a couple of hits from members searching for some playmates. Nothing really that tempting for hubby and I to reply to in any event. 

Going to search mode, I brought up ads from swingers in the area. I wasn't home so no sense in looking there, I reasoned. After the ads came up, I drilled down the search for ads from women, or couples, seeking other women for some fun times. Not much luck in finding anything that hit my hot button, I logged off the Website and brought up Craigslist for the city.

Taking my time, I finished my small doobie as I looked at the various ads seeking women. Almost passing it up, I went back and clicked on one ad with an attached pic that caught my eye. The pic was in 'shadow face' and did not clearly show the face of the body that was in the pic. But the body was worth a second and third look, I decided, as I slowly took in the photo that showed a woman leaning back on her out-stretched arms, supporting herself, with her chest thrust forward, her well-shaped breasts high and proud with erect nipples. I studied the photo for some time, admiring the wet nipples that glistened in the light of the photo, my weed-fed libido getting a bit excited now.

Reading the text of the ad it said:

"Newbie with a lot of desire seeking an older woman to instruct me in the ways of Sapphic love; I'm 24, single and tired of only thinking about making love to another woman. Absolutely no one under 40! I want experience to show me the ways of girly love; respond with pics and be ready to voice-verify..."

Coded contact information was at the end of the ad and quickly deciding to answer it, I did so, adding a pic from one of those that we had in our ad on the Swinger's site, one that did my face and body justice. Hitting send, I left that page of the website and did a search on couples seeking a woman for a threesome.

Some possibilities under the couples banner but nothing that made me crazy with desire and/or lust. Hanging the DND tag on my door, I decided to take a quick nap, setting my alarm for a couple of hours later, the doobie having made my sleep-deprived body conscious of the need.

That was the shortest two hour nap I'd ever had, I thought, when my alarm went off. Shaking off the sleepiness, I made a fresh pot of coffee and booted up the laptop. Going to my webmail that I used for 'play', I discovered 2 messages waiting, both from the ad that I had answered.

The first was a positive response to my answer and offer to be the teacher she was seeking. The second message had contact information that she had forgotten to put in the first answer, along with another photo showing her reclining, naked body laying on a bed, her fingers playing with her wet labia and a small landing-strip of pubic hair. Still looking at her photo, I called the number provided while sipping my mug of coffee.

"Sue? Hi, this is 'ladylover'," using my online persona's name in my reply to her ad, "I'm glad you responded," I concluded.

"Hard not to after I read your reply and saw your picture," Sue said with some cheeriness, "and I took the opportunity to look at your profile on the website you mentioned in your email," she said, adding, "both you and your husband are very attractive so I just had to respond."

We had a delightful conversation, the two of us, finding a level of comfort with each other over the phone, frankly discussing both of our wants and desires, sexually.

Her story was simple; she's had desires to make love with women since she was in high school but never did anything to satisfy her curiosity. She's been with a few men, starting in college, but nothing that really rang her bell, she said. She still dated men but less so, not finding satisfaction, sexually or otherwise, in the men she's dated. Determined to sate her curiosity about lesbian sex, she decided to place her ad; now that she was living on her own, she wanted to use the freedom to explore life as an adult. Some kissing with a high school friend and a dorm-mate had been her only girl-girl experiences, she said, and only served to make her even more curious.

"Finally, I decided that if I was going to do this, I wanted to do it with an older woman, someone that's had real-life experiences to teach me, to show me how to make love to another woman," she finally said in coclusion.

Deciding on a spot to meet in public, a spot to share a drink and to check each other out, we set up a time to meet at an upscale fern bar in the historic district, downtown.

Hanging up from the conversation, I showered and got ready for my 'date'. Should be fun, I thought as I chose an outfit that showed off my body to some advantage. It's been a long time since I've had a 'newbie' under my tongue. Thinking about it only got me more excited about the plans for the evening ahead.

"So good to meet you, Sue," I said in greeting after spotting her at the bar, near the wall, taking the stool next to hers.

"Oh, thank you, same here," she replied as we hugged each other in greeting.

We ordered drinks from the gal behind the bar and settled into conversation, sharing short bios of each other, each of us checking out the vibe from the other which, by the way, was excellent in every way.

She was very cute; not drop-dead, beauty-queen gorgeous, but very, very cute in a way that made you want to know her better. Her blouse and skirt accented her boobs and legs, her boobs probably a cup size larger than mine I had quickly decided as I checked out her curves and contours while we drank and talked.

We spoke in low tones, our eyes on each other's body having their own conversation. At some point, I casually laid my hand on top of hers, which was resting on the bar, letting my fingers softly stroke her soft skin, producing a smile that said she liked it.

"Liking what you see?" She asked, with a sly grin after noticing my repeated attempts to 'check' her out, so to speak.

"Yep, I do," I answered honestly, interlocking the fingers of our hands when I said it and giving hers a soft squeeze.

"Yeah, me too," She answered, her voice soft, her eyes smiling as were her lips.

"Your place, or mine?" I asked, smart-assedly, not really expecting that she'd be ready to jump into bed after an hour of conversation and drinks.

"Either," was her short, terse reply, her eyes boring into mine afterwards.

"My hotel's not far, if you'd like to ride with me," I said, as I untangled my fingers from hers, "I'll bring you back to your car later,if that works for you."

"Yeah, that works for me," and with that, we paid our tab, left a nice tip, and walked into the night, together.

Evening had overtaken the city, the night air refreshing as we walked towards my rental car, parked a few doors down from the bar. Using the remote to unlock it, I opened the door for her, stopping her by placing a hand on her arm before she could sit down, then, kissing her, a soft kiss, but one that promised more.

"That was nice," she said when our lips parted.

"I'm glad you think so, it was meant to be," I replied, our eyes telegraphing lust towards the other.

Getting into the driver's seat, I started up the car and turning towards her before buckling up, I leaned in to kiss her again. But this time, she was ready with an open mouth and a hand to my face and neck, softly stroking with her fingertips as we introduced our tongues into each other's mouth.

"Oh, wow, you kiss nice," She said when we pulled our lips apart, her eyes letting me know that she only wanted more of whatever I had in store for her.

Buckling up and checking my side mirror, I pulled into traffic with her remark just hanging in the air after she had said it. Keeping my eyes on traffic, I casually moved my right hand to her leg, my fingers pulling up her skirt until I felt her warm skin. Gripping her thigh slightly, I started slowly stroking my hand along the inside of her thigh, getting close to her vee but, purposefully, not touching her crotch.

"I do a lot of things nice, Sue," I finally said, referencing her previous compliment to me, "And before our night is over, you'll have seen many of them," letting my pinkie finger brush against her crotch.

"Oh, that felt good," Sue responded to my pinkie-flick. She had scooted closer a bit when I started rubbing her thigh and opened her legs just a bit, inviting me to touch, I had thought at the moment.

"Sit back, relax, baby, let me play while I drive; you just enjoy it, okay?," I said to her with a brief glance at her, and without another word, I cupped her sex with my hand, softly squeezing her mound, my finger sliding under the side of her briefs at the same time.

"Oh, please, please don't stop that, that feels so goooood," She softly murmured when my fingtip started sliding up and down her wet slit.

Slipping my finger into her pussy, I slowly fingered her, not deep, maybe one or two knuckles but enough to make her want more. She gripped my wrist with both of her hands to hold it in place as she started grinding against what I was doing to her.

I removed my hand as I approached my hotel, holding my finger close to her mouth, saying to her, "Suck your juices from my finger, baby, taste yourself while I park this thing."

She did, her breathing becoming excited while doing so. Removing my finger from her mouth, I leaned in and kissed her again, my hand finding her breasts, braless under her blouse, her nipples quickly getting hard from my touches.

"How 'bout we order up some wine from the lounge, and if you like, we can even have a toke or two," I said to her after entering my junior suite, leaving only the entrance light on, for the moment.

"Yes, that'd be nice," She replied as she look around the anteroom of the suite, glancing out of the sliding patio doors, and eyeing the door into my bedroom just a bit longer than needed.

Sitting on the small couch, I began the process of rolling a doobie for us after having retrieved my small traveling stash.

"I like to smoke good herb when I know I'm going to have sex," I explained, "It's relaxing and seems to get my libido more fired up," smiling at her afterwards.

"Those kissing experiences I had in High School and College?" She said in answer, "Those few times happened after I had smoked," giggling as she said it, "But, you're right, I like how it makes me feel."

Wine and glasses delivered, opened and poured, we settled back onto the couch, clinking glasses and taking our sips. Finishing the first glass quickly, I stood and adjusted the lighting in the room to soften it, doing the same in my bedroom.

Sitting down again as Sue refilled our glasses, I lit our doobie, passing it to her after my first toke.

"This is good," Sue commented, "Really, really good."

"Told ya," I simply said.

It was a small joint but large enough to get the job done, making me even hornier now. Reaching and pulling Sue across my lap, turning her to face me, I held her with one arm and kissed her, letting my tongue slide deep into her throat.

As we kissed, her arms moved to hold onto me, pulling herself closer to me as my free hand moved under her skirt and between her legs. Slipping my hand down her panties from the top, I found her clit, letting my forefinger and thumb rub it between them, feeling her getting wetter as I did so.

Slipping my middle finger into her pussy, I slowly began to finger her, saying as I did so, "Undo my buttons, kiss my breasts, suck my nipples, baby...you know you want to."

Bringing her hands from behind me and flying to my blouse, she quickly had my blouse undone, opened and pulled from my skirt's waistband. Moving her head down, she cupped my breast with a hand, surrounding my nipple with her warm mouth at the same time. Slowly at first, she sucked my nipple, seemingly becoming more excited by the second. Tentatively, she explored my nipple with her tongue, my moans of pleasure urging her on, urging her to continue her explorations.

Driven by both pleasure from what she was doing to my breasts-she had now started to alternate her lips from one to the other-and, from the feel of my finger inside of her tight pussy, I moaned my pleasure even louder as I sank my fucking-finger as deep as I could into her, fingering her even faster, now.

"I'm going to come, I'm going to come...oh God, I'm going to cuuuuummmmmmmmmmmm!," her voice loudly proclaimed as her body started shaking in the throes of her climax.

While her body continued to tremble, in a good way, I held her close to me, placing soft kisses to her face, her lips, her mouth opening in invitation to my tongue. My hand continued to caress and squeeze her pussy as we kissed, her hips squirming and pressing against my caresses.

"Oh, damn, that was so goood...so fucking good," Sue said when we broke from our kiss, "It was better than when I masturbate," she added.

"If you liked that, sweetie," I said as I moved her so that I could stand, "then you're going to absolutely love what's next," taking her hand in mine and leading her into my softly lit bedroom.

Silently, I quickly removed her clothes, all the while kissing her and caressing her as I did so, her moans and breathing telling me that she liked it. Moving her to my bed, I laid her down onto it, stepping back, looking at her while I took off my own clothes, letting her watch as I became as naked as she.

Joining her in bed, I laid on top of her, kissing her, fondling her, my pussy slowly pushing and grinding against hers as she moved in rhythm with me. Sliding down her body, her legs separated to make room for me, her crotch grinding against my body as I slowly made my way down hers.

Keeping my hands on her breasts, I lowered my head and swiped my tongue across her swollen clitoris, then softly biting it between my teeth.

"This is what you want, sweetie, isn't it, baby," I said softly, taking her clit between my teeth again afterwards.

"Oh yes, yes, yes, please, yes...." She moaned with her head thrown back against the pillows of the king-sized bed.

Slipping my tongue down her lips and into her pussy, I worked my mouth slowly over her wet snatch while tonguing her canal, her moans getting louder and louder as she approached orgasm. I teased her for a short while but my own excitement forced me to let her cum, her orgasm even greater than the first, her juices sweet-tasting, her musk enticing to my senses.

Two? Three? I didn't keep track of her orgasms under my mouth and tongue, but each and every one gave her spasms of pleasures. After the last one ended, I moved from between her legs, and laid alongside of her as she turned onto her side to kiss and hug me, laying her head into the crook of my arm, her wet pussy hard against my side.

"Ooh, damn, but that was soooo good," She murmured as her lips and tongue traced wet trails on my face, lips, neck, and nipples.

"Glad you liked it, sugar," I replied, using my arm upon which she was laying to move her until she was on top of me, our mounds moving against each other's.

Locking her mouth onto mine, her tongue snaked deep into my mouth and throat, her hand on my breast, kneading and squeezing, which only served to make me grind harder against her.

"Time for your 'oral' examination in pussy-eating 101," I teased as I coaxed her body to slide down my own with gentle urgins of my hands on her shoulders.

"I've never...you know that, right?," Sue replied, her eyes searching my face for answers.

"Always a first time for everything, baby; remember the things I did to you with my mouth, sweetie, then, do that; do to me what you would want done to you," I instructed her as her tongue played with my strip of pubic hair, edging closer to my clit and pussy.

Looking into my eyes once more, she smiled, then lowering her head, her mouth found my 'little man', her tongue dancing across it's erected state. Becoming braver? as I softly cooed and moaned satisfaction of what she was doing, she moved lower so that her mouth and tongue could taste my lips, my very wet pussy lips, hesitating only a second or two before sliding her tongue into my love-slit.

Hardly able to control my breathing, I held her head to my cunt with both of my hands, my orgasm fast approaching lift-off. I had no sooner thought about the fact that I was about to come when I did! In great gushing waves of satisfaction and enjoyment, I came, rubbing my crotch against her licking tongue, quickly snagging three body-wrenching climaxes. When the third ebbed, I pulled her to lay next to me, our bodies turned into each other, our hands softly caressing each other's breasts as we played 'kissy-face'.




A Journal of Truth Ch. 10



"How was that, baby, how was your first taste of another woman?," I asked after placing a kiss to the tip of her nose, my lips feeling and tasting my juices on her nose.

"Better, no, greater, than I could have possibly imagined," she softly cooed, smilingly.

We lay in each other's arms for quite a while, silent, the need to speak simply not present in either of us.

"Would it be okay if I slept with you tonight?," Sue asked after a while, "I mean if it's not, that's okay, I guess; but, if it is okay with you, I'd really like to spend the night," she concluded.

"Want some more 'hands on' instructions?," I playfully asked her, teasing her.

"Ooooh yeah, teacher, I definitely want more 'hands on' anything with you," Sue replied as her hand found my pussy, softly caressing it.

She spent the night and the whole day, Sunday, very little of it out of bed. For the remaining four months of my project and travels to her city, she and I became exclusively obsessed with each other. My sexual fun and playing those last four months, was with her and her alone. 

There's a couple of more stories about our sexual escapades, Sue and I, but those will come to the Journal shortly.



A Journal of Truth Ch. 11



"Great, hon, see you Friday night," I said into the phone before disconnecting the call with my husband. Dropping my cell phone onto the bed, I placed my hands on Sue's head, holding it tight to my pussy, as I started grinding against her tongue.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes," I cooed when the first spasms of orgasm rocked my world, soft murmurs of incoherent babble coming from Sue's mouth as she increased her cunniligual explorations of my sex. I grabbed three quick rides on the Climax Train, the last one lasting a deliciously long time. As I caught my breath, savoring the lingering pleasure of that last one, Sue crawled from between my legs, sliding next to me, her pussy hard against my hip.

"So, it's a go?" Sue asked me between placing kisses to my neck and face.

"It's a go, babydoll; this weekend you'll spend with me and hubby in Arizona," I replied as I moved down her body with kisses and suckles, her legs parting to welcome me to her vee.....

'IT' was Sue joining me and hubby for a long holiday weekend at my home in Phoenix. He knew, of course, that Sue was my latest sexual fascination; he knew because I told him. He knew because my feelings about Sue bordered on obsession and unmeasurable lustful desire.

Why? I don't really know. Lord knows it wasn't because I didn't have a satisfying sex-life. No, it definitely wasn't that. But, from that first night, that night when I seduced her after answering her ad on Craigslist, she and I just sorta' melded into a cohesive relationship that was 'enough', for the both of us.

On subsequent trips for my work project, Sue and I continued our 'roles' of teacher/student, venturing out a couple of times to lesbian bars and clubs to troll for others to join us in threesomes. Never trolled for guys, didn't want to. Don't get me wrong, I was still a big fan of cock, but not when she and I were together. Sue's had cock in her life so it was not unknown to her, no, not at all. 

When I suggested that she join us for the upcoming holiday weekend at my home in Arizona, she eagerly accepted. When I asked her feelings about sharing herself with hubby and I, she quickly let me know that she wouldn't mind at all, that she'd like to experience 'being a sex toy' for he and I, if we'd like.

Of course, we'd 'like', silly girl.

"So," I said when I lifted my mouth from her freshly tongued snatch, "You'd like to see what being a sex toy is all about, would you?"

"Why not? Can't say these past few months haven't been fun, can you? If you think I'd like it, I'll try it," Sue said as she lovingly stroked my face, my cheeks, with her fingertips.

"Be careful, my love," I said with a smile, "I can get pretty kinky," lowering my head, once more, to taste her pussy.

"Counting on it," Sue gasped in reply to my statement...

After landing and retrieving my car from the airport parking lot, I drove us towards my home which sat on a mountainside overlooking the Phoenix metroplex. Hubby wouldn't return from his business trip until tomorrow so, this first night, it would be just Sue and I.

Within an hour of arriving home, I quickly went through the mail, sorting the crapola from what mattered, got Sue settled into a guest bedroom, leaving her to unpack. 

"Love the view," Sue remarked when she stepped out of the patio door to our pool/spa deck that overlooked the valley.

"Yeah, pretty spectacular, I must admit," I replied when I joined her on the deck and handed her a frozen Daquari that I had blended for us.

"So, is there an agenda for the weekend beyond fucking you and your husband," Sue asked with a smile of conspriacy on her face.

"Sexually? No, that's pretty much the gameplan; a lot of fucking and sucking pretty much covers it," I replied with my own smile, now.

"But, out of bed?," I continued, "There's lots to do here and great weather, usually, to do it in, so let me know what tempts you and we'll do it."

"Well, what tempts me at the moment is your hot tub; looks very inviting," Sue answered while walking to the spa.

"Then, let's do it," I agreed, "We can worry about food later," this being said as I slipped my top off of my body and over my head.

Sue smiled and started disrobing, following my lead. The water was already warm enough so I turned on the jets and lights of the tub while turning off the patio lighting. Stepping into the tub, I joined Sue on one of the sculpted seats of the spa.

Looking to the mountainside that was east of us about a half-mile away, one could see the twinkles that house lights produced now that night had fully fallen, pushing dusk out of its way.

"Wow, hope your neighbors aren't voyeurs," Sue remarked when she noticed those lights that were slightly higher than the level of my home.

"There weren't any homes higher than ours when we bought a few years ago," I remarked in answer, "But, as you can see, that's no longer the case. And, if any of them are voyeurs," I continued, "They've had a ringside seat to some serious sexcapades that have occured on this patio," laughing after I said it.

"I'm sure they aren't going to complain," Sue commented and laughing along with me.

"Probably not," I agreed, laying my body out to float in the spa, my head resting on the rim of the tub.

"Well, let's not disappoint them this weekend," Sue said, cupping one of my breasts with her hand and lowering her mouth, flicking her tongue quickly over my hard nipple.

"Love how you do that, baby," I cooed with closed eyes as I felt the stirrings of arousal invade my space.

"I was taught by the best," Sue answered, moving to suckle my other breast, afterwards.

"Glad you're such a willing student," I answered as my hands moved to gently hold her head as she sucked and licked my breasts and nipples.

As if she suddenly had a thought, Sue lifted her mouth from my nipple and looked at me, tilting her head to the side slightly.

"I've never sucked a cock with another woman; we are going to do that, aren't we?" Sue's look one of seriousness.

"Count on it, babydoll," I replied, "Hubby has enough cock for both of us, I assure you."

Sue just smiled in reply as she, once again, took my nipple between her lips and teeth, biting just 'short' of pain. Oh yeah, I thought, as I enjoyed the pain and pleasure from Sue's mouth, this will be a fun weekend, for sure.

"We're being watched," Sue said between licks to my pussy.

I was now seated on the side of my spa, my legs splayed open, my arms behind me as I supported my body with hands on the surrounding deck-plate of the spa. Between my legs, Sue was kneeling on the seat, with her head between my legs, sucking and licking my clit as she fingered me at the same time.

"You're paranoid since noticing the homes above us," I replied while stroking my fingers through her hair as she pleasured me, "Don't worry about it."

"No, I'm telling you, someone is watching us," Sue reasserted and lifting her mouth from my vee, "I have a 'sense' of things like this; I'm not wrong," saying this as she joined me on the tub's edge, sitting next to me, now.

Looking around, I didn't notice anything in particular from those few homes above us, didn't see anything that would support her 'feeling'.

"Well, if there is a voyeur out there, you gave them quite a show," I said, lightheartedly, as I softly stroked her cheek, then kissing her sweetly.

"Always aim to please," Sue replied teasingly, "Actually, the thought of someone watching sorta' added a thrill factor for me."

"How 'bout we shower, get dressed and go grab some food?" I suggested as I dried myself, standing next to the spa as I did so. Joining me on the deck, Sue took the offered towel to dry herself, her head nodding in agreement.

"Sounds like a plan," She responded with a smile on her face and my juices smeared across her lips....

"Ken, I'd like you to meet Sue," I said when Ken walked into the house the next morning, he having caught an earlier flight from his meeting.

"Really good to meet you," Ken replied as he gave Sue a hug of welcome when he joined us in the breakfast nook of our kitchen.

"Hungry?" I asked as I cleared the dishes from the table, pouring him a cup of coffee afterwards.

"Nah, babe," I grabbed a quick breakfast before I left the hotel, but, thanks," Ken answered with a smile as he sipped his coffee.

"Thought I'd take Sue for the fifty-cent tour of Scottsdale and Cave Creek today," I said, "Care to join us?"

"Actually," Hubby replied with a 'sheepish' grin on his face, "I've got a golf game with my foursome at noon, if you don't mind."

"That's fine," I replied then kissing him afterwards, "Just don't plan on anything for tonight; Sue and I have plans to use and abuse you," laughing after I said it, the two of them joining me in laughter.

"Well, hell, that sounds promising," He answered with a smile, "Gives me something to look forward to after a tough day on the course."

"Save some engergy for us, will ya'?," Sue teasingly said, obviously feeling comfortable enough with Ken to say so.

"I promise," Ken replied, smilingly...

"Ken's quite the good-looking guy," Sue said as we drove through the Valley of the Sun, driving north to Cave Creek, a small, exclusive, eclectic community on the fringe of the metroplex. 

"Yep," I said in response, "and as laid-back of a guy as you could ever want to find; I knew he was a keeper when I first met him and I haven't turned loose of him yet, not that I plan to," laughing afterwards.

Pulling into the parking lot of the restaurant that I drove us to for lunch, we entered and were seated on the veranda that overlooked the Valley, to our south. Lunch was grand, the Margaritas strong, the weather abso-fucking-lutely beautiful.

"I could get use to this weather," Sue commented as we sipped our last frozen concoction.

"Lots of people do, sweetie, but not so many enjoy the 'heat' season that can last up to six months," I answered, sucking the last of my drink through the straw, "Six months of triple-digit temperatures will send a lot of people packing for the northern climes."

"I can see that, but still..." Sue commented, her face showing that she was thinking hard about something.

"So, want to go shopping? Go to a movie? What? What's your pleasure?," I asked after I had signed the bill and stood to leave.

"Your town, your agenda; I'm easy," Sue answered, smiling.

"Yeah, I know that," laughing as I said it, "But, anything in particular that you'd like to do?"

"Actually, I wouldn't mind going back to your place for some swimming and tanning, if that's not too boring for you," Sue replied.

"Works for me..."

"So, how did your game go?," I asked Ken when he walked onto the patio, Sue and I both on floating loungers, as naked as new-born babies.

"I should've stayed and hung out with you two," He replied, a sad 'smile' on his face, "Couldn't putt to save my ass!"

"Aww, sorry, Ken," Sue said as she slowly paddled her float over towards mine, which was facing Ken as he stood next to the pool, "I hate it when my putting goes MIA."

"You play?," Ken asked.

"Since I was ten years old; asked your wife to play a couple of times since we've met but the only playing she wants to do is in bed!," laughing after she said it.

"Well, I can understand that!," Ken agreed with a smile that showed, clearly, he liked what he saw in Sue's nakedness, "Be forwarned though, she's a good golfer."

"Warning received, kind sir," Sue replied, her hands shielding her eyes from the sun, high above our house.

"Okay!," Ken declared, "I'm going to shower up and take out something for dinner; hope steak is okay with you ladies?"

Assuring him that it was, he waved us off, returning into the house to attend to his tasks.

"He likes you," I said absent-mindedly before I tipped my body off of the float and into the pool to cool off.

Joining me in the water, when Sue came up and flipped her wet hair from her face, she said, "Good...I'm glad," letting her hand slip over my breast for a gentle caress.

"You are okay with having him join us, aren't you?," I asked, more double-checking than doubtful.

Moving her body against mine in the water, Sue wrapped her arms around me, embracing me, saying, "If you're involved, hon, I'd fuck a monkey if you wanted me to."

Screwing up her face mirthfully, she added, "Okay. Maaaaybe, that's a stretch, but you get the idea, right?"

"Yeah, Sue, I get the idea," answering her, the lust showing in my eyes, in my voice, I'm sure, my desire for her making my heart beat a bit faster...

As usual, Ken's steaks were perfect, the baked potatoes and salad 'just enough' to sate our need for food without stuffing us. We had retired to the den with Brandy snifters in hand and had settled onto the couch. Well, Sue and Ken were on the couch, my choice of seating in a plush, comfortable chair, facing them.

We talked for a while, just general B.S. and when our snifters were drained, I offered to refill them, leaving Ken and Sue alone, a calculated move on my part.

"I'll be a few mintues; I have some stuff to put up in the kitchen," I announced as I walked off carrying the empty snifters with me.

I took my time because, in truth, there wasn't anything in the kitchen that needed to be tended to. After a half-hour or so, I refilled our snifters, returning to the den with them.

Smiling to myself, I quietly placed their snifters on the coffee table in front of the couch, returning to my chair so that I could watch the tableau before me.

Ken and Sue were kissing each other, Ken's hand softly caressing one of Sue's breasts and Sue's hand massaging his cock through the material of Ken's leisure shorts. I could hear soft sounds of arousal and excitement as they kissed and fondled each other, the sight, for me, causing a flush of warmth to my crotch.

I like watching Ken with other women, much as he likes to watch me with other men. Don't know why for sure, but we both found it exciting to watch the other with others. 

When the excitement became too much for me to ignore, I stood and took off my shorts and top, no underwear to worry about this night, my breathing becoming somewhat more excited as I moved to sit on the couch, placing Sue between Ken and I.

As they continued to kiss, grope and fondle each other, I began kissing the back of Sue's neck, letting my hand wander to her short's snaps, opening each in turn. When the snaps were all undone, I slid my hand into Sue's shorts, my fingers finding her clit quickly. Rubbing my fingertips across her clit, she moaned a deep, long sound of approval, moving her legs a bit apart for my play with her.

Breaking her kiss with Ken, Sue quickly pulled her top over her head, falling against the sofa's back afterwards, holding onto our heads as Ken and I each took a breast into our mouth. As he sucked and licked Sue's tit, Ken managed to get out of his clothes as I pulled Sue's shorts from her hips, her panties soon joining them, on the floor.

Returning my mouth to Sue's nipple, my fingers slipped into her wet snatch, sinking deeply as I began fingering her. Sue's hand had found Ken's cock and was squeezing, stroking with urgency. Moving so that she could take him into her mouth, I also moved to the floor, between her legs so that I could taste her, tongue her, eat her as she sucked on Ken's cock which filled her mouth with its thickness.

Oh damn, but she tastes so good, I thought as her scent and juices assailed my senses. Putting her legs over my shoulders, I pulled her hips with my hands, pulling her pussy hard against my lapping tongue. As I joyfully ate away on Sweet Sue, her head was bobbing up and down, gutteral sounds of satisfaction coming from her lips as she sucked harder and harder on Ken's dick.

When Ken could no longer contain his climax, he exploded with a loud grunt, sending a torrent of his cum into Sue's mouth and when that was full, onto her face and chin, her hand pumping fast on his cock, draining him quickly.

Ken done for the moment, Sue now concentrated fully on what I was doing to her, her hands holding tightly to my head as she moved her crotch against my face, faster and faster. 

"Mothhhhhhhher Fu........," She suddenly screamed when her orgasm ambushed her, "Aaaah ,aaaaah, oh damn," she groaned, followed by incipherable babble.

"Holy Shit!," Sue exclaimed when she finally caught her breath, her fingertips gently stroking my cheeks, Ken's cum-bath still visible on her lips, mouth, and chin.

Moving to sit between Ken and Sue, I lowered my head to hers, kissing, licking, sucking my husband's cum from my lover's face.

Yes, my lover....I really didn't want to think of anyone else as such; but Sue? Sue was different for me, very, very different.

"My turn," Sue said quietly as she moved to kneel between my legs, her tongue flicking over my 'little man', the sensation of doing so causing a tremble inside of me.

She took her time in pleasuring me, the whole while enjoying Ken watching, she was to tell me, later.

"When you're ready, stud, I want to feel that cock inside of me, okay?," Sue said to Ken, returning her face between my legs, afterwards.

She did. She felt Ken's cock inside of her.

"Mmmmmph, mmmmmmmph," Sue's mouth cooed into my pussy as Ken pumped his dick into her, doggy style.

As Ken fucked Sue with increasing lust, our eyes locked, and we just smiled at each other, no words needed to say what our hearts were hearing.

Yeah, I know it's not for everybody...but it works for us, simply said.

Sue slept with us that night in our King-sized bed and gave each of us a good-morning present, one at a time. She having 'done' me first, I left them to their carnal desires so that I could shower and dress. Sue and Ken showered together after he and she had fucked, Sue able to coax another climax from Ken as she gave him a blow-job, on her knees, in the shower.

"Babe, I'm sorry," Ken said to me when he returned from taking a call in his home office, "Problem at the site, I need to fly out tonight back to Portland."

"Don't worry about it sweetie," kissing him afterwards, "Sue and I are flying out tomorrow night anyway so it's all good," I consoled him.

We spent the rest of the day at the pool or in the spa, sharing beers, sharing a doobie, and yes, sharing my husband's dick. He might have to fly out for business on a holiday weekend, but we made sure that he flew out a happy camper. Before we let him leave us to pack for his trip, Sue and I sucked his cock together, each taking a side for our tongue to baste, each taking our portions of his cum when he climaxed...

"Gotta' tell you," Sue said idily as we floated on loungers in the pool, "I like sucking dick with you; kinda' fun, tasting dick and your lips and tongue at the same time."

"We aim to please," I teasingly replied.

"You were right; Ken's cock is definitely enough for both of us."

"Told ya!"

"So, what's the plan for tonight since we're obviously not going to be able to fuck your husband," Sue asked with mock indignation.

"Guess we'll just have to fuck each other," I calmly replied.

"Works for me....."

To be continued... 



A Journal of Truth Ch. 11 Pt. 02



Chapter 11, cont'd....

Ken had left for the airport and Sue and I stayed in the pool for another hour or so, watching as the sun slipped behind the mountains to our west.

"There, did you see that?...Don't look yet," Sue admonished me when I started to raise my head to look for whatever the hell I was supposed to have seen.

"Where?" I asked as I laid back into her body.

We were on one of our loungers, on the patio, Sue sitting with her back on the inclined back-rest and her legs opened. I was sitting between her legs, my back leaning against her body, facing the same way she was. Her boobs pressed against my back, her hands soft on my tits, as she freely fondled and pinched my breasts and nipples while we watched the sun go down.

"Wait...okay; look to your left and a bit higher, don't let them see you, the pink house. Look carefully and you'll see a shimmer of light, almost like the sun's reflection on glass or a lens or something."

Sliding my eyes slowly towards the direction that she had indicated, I did see a glint of light for a split-second, gone and then back again.

"Yeah, I see it," I said, conscious, now, that someone might actually be watching us, watching me, watching my life.

"Told ya," Sue said sort of smugly, "hope they're getting off from what they've seen."

"Kinda' pisses me off," I said, taking her hands from my breasts and interlocking her fingers with my own and hugging our hands to my chest, "I mean, if my sex life is going to be on display for your pleasure, then be man, or woman, enough to introduce yourself and ask if you can play in my yard," laughing sarcastically afterwards.

"Get up," Sue suddenly commanded, getting off of the lounger when I sat up, "I need a marker and something sort of large to write on," She said walking back into the house with me trailing behind.

"What are you going to do?" I asked with a bit of concern. I mean, I lived here, not Sue.

"You'll see," She said as I helped her gather her requested items. Taking the garment-box top and opening it to lay flat, she started to write.

"There!" She said when she finished, "What do you think?"

Looking at her creation, I read:

"Like what you see? Join us or leave us alone. Keep up the spying and the next call is to the cops!!!"

"Join us???," I asked increduously.

"Well, hell, you never know, could be somebody hot," Sue replied with a chuckle, "And if they're not, the bit about the cops might scare them in stopping."

Well, that's true, I thought as I followed her back out onto the patio. Looking around the patio, Sue decided to place the sign on the hot tub's deck edge, facing towards the pink house above mine.

"Okay, I'm hungry; I mean I love your pussy, sweetie, you know that, but I need something a bit more substanial if I'm going to properly fuck you," Sue declared with a kiss to my lips afterwards, "I'm buying; let's go get cleaned up and go out for some food, okay?"

Well, Okay!

We went out for some fabulous Tex-Mex at a cantina-styled restaurant a few miles from the house. We were feeling no pain and while I had a slight buzz from the three Margaritas, I was still very much okay to drive. Trust me, if I wasn't, we would have gotten a cab.

"Strong Margaritas," Sue commented, her buzz a bit more pronounced than mine. Sue's sort of a 'cheap date' as far as liquor is concerned, not much capacity at all.

"Yeah, they were," I replied as we steadily climbed up the moutainside that was my home's home. 

Swinging into my drive from the winding roadway, my headlights swept the front of my house, illuminating a female figure standing in the recessed entryway of my front door.

"What the fuck?," I said as I sped up and slid to a stop in front of my front door, blocking any escape should this mystery girl decide to try to bolt.

"Who are you? What are you doing on my doorstep?" I demanded, quickly exiting my car, clearly not thinking. I mean, what if she'd had a knife? or a gun? Looking back on it, it was really reckless on my part.

My headlights lit up the front of the house and the recessed doorway. She looked young, very young, scarily young, I thought at first glance. But, after a bit of study while she fumbled to say something, the red of embarassment spreading across her face, I realized that she was young, yes, but no younger than nineteen or twenty.

She turned out to be nineteen, but I'm getting ahead of myself, here.

"I'm sorry...I'm really, really sorry," She finally managed to say as Sue joined me near the front of my car, "I was just leaving this," raising an envelope towards me that she had in her hand.

Still looking at her, harshly, I'm sure, I took the envelope from her and ripped it open. Shaking out the folded piece of stationary, I read:

"I'm sorry for spying on you. Please don't call the police, I promise, I won't do it again."

No signature or name...

"About two years," She said in answer to my question. We were now sitting at my breakfast nook's table, Sue and I sipping wine, and Beth (that was her name) drinking water.

Brief rewind...

Sue pulled me to the side after reading the note and suggested that we cool down, cool off, ask her inside and find out what the fuck is going on.

Reasonable suggestion, so that's what I, we, did.

Beth said that when she was in High School, she was in the 'Skywatchers Club' at her school and would spend hours upon hours on her patio, with her telescope, scanning the heavens, star-gazing, planet-watching. 

One night, when she was a Junior, her scope slipped down on one of its tripod legs and as she fought to right it, she looked into the eyepiece to check if any of the lenses had shifted. The lenses hadn't shifted, she said, but the scope was pointed at our patio and she caught a quick glimpse of my husband and I having sex on one of our loungers.

Hmmph! I thought.

"And no matter how hard I tried not to, I found myself watching your patio more and more," Beth said with her head down, in embarassment, in shame, no doubt.

"Oh lordy, girl, I can't imagine what you've seen," I replied, a bit flabbergasted and embarassed now, "How long has this been going on?" I asked.

"About two years," she had answered.

"And so, you've seen me.....?" I tried to spit out the words but my mouth wouldn't let me.

"I've seen you do a lot of things," Beth said with an attempt at tactfulness.

"More like a lot of people," Sue interjected, and busting into laughter after she said it. Hell, I tried not to, I really did, but the absurdness of it all...well, I couldn't help myself and joined Sue in laughter.

Beth, reddened a bit but sorta' smiled. As my laughter subsided, I took notice of the fact that she had a rather large birthmark that crept up the right side of her neck. Her face was 'cute', her body, teen-ager trim and firm, and if the swelling under her blouse was to be believed, rather well-endowed it would appear.

Really? You're really thinking about this girl's boobs? Are you out of your fucking mind???, I questioned myself when I realized what my fucked-up mind was generating in the way of thoughts.

"You're still in High School?," Sue questioned.

"Oh no, no, I'm a Freshman at ASU, now," Beth answered, a bit more relaxed, knowing now that we weren't going to call the cops.

"How old are you?" Sue asked.

"Just turned nineteen last month," Beth answered.

Sue didn't say anything, but she did keep her eyes on Beth's face, almost as if she were trying to divine 'something' unseen, unsaid.

"How'd you get here? I didn't see a car on the street," I asked when I suddenly remembered that fact.

"There's a hiking trail near my house, well, my parent's house, and it runs near your neighbor's house, up the block a bit," Beth answered, her eyes switching from me to Sue.

"I stay at my Soroity house during the week and come home on the weekends; sometimes I run the trail," Beth explained further.

"Well, I suppose I can drive you back to your part of the mountain rather than having you walk it at night," I offered, not sure why I did.

She was quiet, her eyes darting to the floor, fidgeting, as if she wanted to say something else. 

"I don't have to go yet," Beth replied quickly, "I mean, it's just me at home this weekend, my parents are away for the holiday."

"Any boyfriends, Beth?" Sue asked from out of the blue, her eyes searching Beth's face with intensity.

"No, I don't date boys."

"Ahhh, then, girlfriends?" Sue pressed on.

"Not really 'girlfriends'," Beth clarified, "more like 'special' friends."

"'Special', how?" Sue pressed further.

Beth reddened again, and cast her eyes downward, then taking a deep breath, she looked at both of us full in the face. Taking another breath, she began.

"My gift from God," referring to her birthmark with a flick of her eyes towards the right side of her neck, "has limited interest in being my friend or hanging out with me. Young people, especially young teens can be very mean, making fun of others for stuff," she explained.

"About the time that I started watching your patio, a classmate, a girl, started spending weekends and stuff with me, showing interest in me. She was the first girl who wasn't 'forced' to be friends with me because their parents told them to. I mean she really seemed like she liked me," Beth continued.

"Anyway, we sort of started fooling around with each other at night, you know, kissing and stuff, and when I saw you with other women sometimes, it just made me want to learn more about sex and stuff," She explained further.

Now it was my turn to blush.

"And, your 'special' friends?" Sue continued pressing her.

"They're some of the girls in my soroity that come to my room, late at night, for me to do things to them, but secretly, you know?" Beth answered.

"And you like that?" I asked.

"I like the attention," she admitted, "I don't care if they're just coming to my room to have sex with me, I like having people seeing me, not my birthmark."

"And do they return the favor to you, after you've made them feel good?" Sue asked Beth.

"Sometimes...not often, but, sometimes," She replied, a bit sadly, I thought.

"That's not right," Sue said and reaching across the table to place her hand over Beth's, "I mean, it's only common courtesy to return a favor, right?"

Beth didn't answer, and she didn't move her hand, either, but their eyes bored into each other, almost as if they were mind-melding.

"Want to come swimming with us, Beth?," Sue asked as she softly squeezed Beth's hand with hers.

"I don't have a suit," Beth answered, still not moving her hand from Sue's grasp.

"Are you too embarassed to swim au natural?" Sue pressed further.

"No, I skinny-dip when my parents aren't home," She answered.

"Are you afraid that we might try to take advantage of you, Beth? Or is that the real reason you came over tonight, hoping to join us? That is what you read on my sign, right?" Sue continued to press her about her intentions.

"Yes."

"Were you hoping that you could have the reality of sex with us and not just the fanatsy from watching us?"

"Yes."

Standing and taking Beth's hands in hers, Sue pulled her, gently, to her feet, putting her hands on Beth's arms, holding her in place, it seemed.

"Do you want us to make love to you, Beth? Is that what you really want?" Sue said further, her lips moving slowly closer towards Beth's mouth, Beth seemingly frozen in place. With one of her hands, Sue slowly unbuttoned her blouse, parting it, slightly, exposing the swell of her breasts to Beth.

"Kissing you? Touching you in all of those special places that you've found to bring you joy when you're alone in your bed?" Sue's lips almost touching Beth's now, her voice soft, sultry, seductive, "is that what you hoped would happen tonight?" saying this as she took Beth's hand in hers and placing it inside of her blouse, placing Beth's hand onto her breast.

I watched as all of this unfolded before me, not believing it was happening, my mind not being able to wrap itself around what was actually occuring. I was silent, stunned you might say, but not too stunned to notice the heat that began to build in my crotch, the dampness making itself known to me.

It was hot, folks, that's all I can say, It was very hot. It was a turn-on watching Sue and Beth. And when they kissed, softly at first, tentatively, I felt a shudder of pleasure begin to throb in my panties.

Pulling her lips from Beth's, Sue just stared into Beth's eyes, her arms around Beth, Beth's hand still inside of Sue's blouse, softly squeezing and caressing Sue's offered breast. 

"Pool or Bed? Where do you want us to take you, Beth, pool or bed?" Sue asked softly.

"Bed, please, take me to your bed, I want that, fantasized about it for longer than you can imagine," Beth replied, looking at both of us in turn after she said it.....

We did. 

Sue and I led Beth back to my bedroom, lighting a few candles for soft light. Turning to face them after I lit the last candle, I saw that they were kissing again, this time with more intensity. Moving to join them, I flipped Beth's hair from her neck so that I could kiss it. Running my tongue from one ear across the nape her neck to the other ear, I left a trail of wetness, my breathing becoming labored as I became excited by the feel of her nineteen year-old skin to my lips. 

As my tongue played with the nape of her neck, my hand reached around, slipping between Sue and Beth and began fondling both, one at a time, feeling and fondling them both. Their kiss got even more intense as I felt them, their breathing betraying their excitement of the moment.

Beth's breasts were at least a cup-size larger than mine or Sue's, my hand barely able to cover them as I fondled her. Stepping back, Sue quickly stripped, joining me in undoing Beth's buttons and such, while Beth stood there with her eyes closed, her breathing rapid and excited. Taking Beth by the hand, Sue led her to my bed as I quickly joined in their nakedness.

Placing Beth between us on the bed, Sue and I attacked her teenage body with lustful want, my tongue deep into her mouth, Sue's mouth sucking feverishly at her breasts and nipples. Beth returned my kisses with eagerness, her mouth opened wide to accept my tongue, her hands darting about, touching, feeling Sue and I as we devoured her body.

Quickly kissing her way down Beth's body, Sue slipped between Beth's legs which opened wide to accept her, Beth's soft moans of excitement coming from her mouth as she and I continued to kiss.

"Oooohhhhh, my God!" Beth exclaimed as Sue's tongue found it's mark between Beth's legs, "Oooooh that feels so good," she moaned aloud, her hands squeezing and caressing my breasts now.

Too late to turn back now, I quickly thought as I leaned over Beth's head so that she could suck and lick my tits that were just above her head as she lay on the pillows of my bed. 

"Mmmmm, mmmmmmph," she cooed as she sucked my breasts as Sue continued to lick, suck and eat her pussy.

"Do you want to taste me, sweetie?" I asked softly as I pinched her nipples between my fingers, "Do you?"

"Oh, yes, yes, I do, I really do," Beth answered, her voice gasping from excitement.

Moving so that I could kneel with her head between my legs, I slowly lowered my pussy towards Beth's mouth, the look in her eyes telling me that she wanted me to do so.

"Aaaah, sweet Jesus," I moaned as Beth's mouth and tongue attacked my pussy with wanton lust, her hands now griping my hips and ass, tightly.

Beth's hips were bucking, now, rubbing her crotch against Sue's oral assaults of her sex, feeding, it seemed, her own oral attack of my pussy.

Beth climaxed first, her hands flying to grip Sue's head as it moved up and down, between her legs, Beth's moans of release, loud, in my softly-lit bedroom. As her body bucked and writhed with orgasmic spasms, I suddenly exploded with my own orgasm, rubbing and pressing my pussy even harder against her face and mouth.

Weak, my body still shaking, I lifted myself from Beth's mouth, falling onto the bed to lay next to her, my mind a jumble of emotions.

Moving quickly from between Beth's legs when Beth's spasms had subsided, Sue quickly took my place over Beth's head, lowering her pussy to Beth's mouth, her hands gripping my headboard tightly, as she did so.

"Eat me, girly, make me scream, sweetie," Sue said with a heavy breath of excitement, her eyes glowing with desire, with need. Beth responded to Sue's demands quickly, raising her head so that her mouth and tongue could taste Sue's pussy.

Watching them for only a few minutes, I moved to replace Sue, between Beth's legs, my excitement growing as the scent of this nineteen year-old pussy reached my senses.

I cannot describe the feeling when my tongue slipped between Beth's pussy-lips, a rush of impending climax, again, making itself known to my freshly-licked pussy. She tasted delightful, the musk and juices from Beth's pussy driving my own need to climax again as I eagerly ate this girl.

And I did, my body rocked with pleasure when the climax attacked with a vengence, my pussy seeming to flood with my juices.

"Mmmmmmmm," I moaned when I came, my sounds of pleasure muffled by Beth's pussy against my face.

And, as my orgasm slowly ebbed, the bed shook as Sue and Beth reached their journey's end, both climaxing together, the headboard banging against the wall as Sue rocked back and forth over Beth's face....

I drove Beth to her home just after midnight, a short couple of minutes' drive. We left Sue laying in my bed, exhausted and smiling at us as she waved goodbye when we left the bedroom. Parking in the circular drive of her home, I turned to her, pulling her to me for a kiss, a kiss that said goodnight, not goodbye.

"Come and see me again, sometime?" I said softly as our foreheads leaned against each other's, my fingertips softly stroking her cheek.

"I'd like that, I really would like that," Beth answered, one of her hands holding my breast, squeezing, caressing it, the other stroking my cheek.

"You've got my number, baby; call me sometime, okay?" I replied, kissing her one last time, that night.

Driving back to my home, my mind was a jumble of disconnected thoughts and questions. A nineteen year-old? You've eaten a nineteen year-old's pussy? You've just had a threesome with a nineteen year-old?

Yeah, I said to myself, I did...

Crawling into my bed, I had just gotten settled when I felt the bed move, Sue sliding over towards me, her lips finding my cheek before she nestled into the crook of my arm that I placed around her, to hug her tightly against my body.

"You okay?" Sue asked sleepily.

"Yeah, baby, I'm okay," I replied, kissing the top of her head afterwards.

"Didn't see that coming," She said further, "But, I surely did enjoy that wild-assed romp with you and Beth."

"Have to say that I agree with you," I replied, honestly.

"Baby?" Sue's sleepy voice said as I was drifting off into the arms of Morpheus, "I'm so happy that you're in my life."

Smiling to myself, I kissed the top of her head, my nostrils drinking in the scent of magnolias from her hair.

"Me too, sweetie, me too......."



A Journal of Truth Ch. 12



It was finally done.

The aquisition and merging of the two firms was complete, and I said my goodbyes to the staff I had trained and nutured for the past six months. All in all, I thought as I buckled myself into my seat for the return flight home, it was a good six months, professionally and personally.

Leaving Sue was hard but it was made easier with the knowledge that Sue, after she had requested it, was being transferred to Phoenix as her new territory. It'd be a few months before she could move due to training of her replacement, but there'd be trips to look for someplace to live, so we'd still see each other off and on until then.

The thought of last night's romp with Sue did bring a smile to my face, truth be told.

"Good to have you back, sweetie," Hubby said as he rolled off of me on that first night back at home, "It'll be a little strange sleeping with you after all these months," laughing a bit as he said it.

Well, hell, that was as true as could be.

"Yeah, me too," I joked back, "but, it won't take me long to get back into the swing of things," saying this as I leaned to take his cock into my mouth. I love sucking a cock that's just fucked a pussy and that's the truth.

"Literally? Or figuratively?," he asked as he stroked my head with one of his heads as I bobbed up and down on his tasty dick.

Taking his cock from my mouth, I looked up to his face as my hand stroked him and replied, "Both," taking him deep into my mouth, afterwards.

We fucked like teenagers for the next two days, almost as if we were trying to catch up on all of those nights we'd been away from each other during my work project in Denver. Not that either of us went without sex when we weren't with each other. I mean, after all, we were swingers, so there was lots of sex for both us as you readers know. But, the sex between us is special and is on a different level, so in many ways, we were trying to make up for lost time.

His job went on, however, and on Monday morning I kissed him goodbye as he left for the airport and his business trip. It felt good to be home and, in a 'nesting' manner, I spent the next two days cleaning, arranging; busy-work, re-setting myself within my own environment, so to speak. 

And by Wednesday, I was bored stiff.

I was swimming laps in my pool when the sound of the phone ringing reached my ears. Jumping out of the pool, I quickly dried my hands and picked up the cordless extension on the table, next to one of the loungers on the pool deck.

"Yes, hello?" I answered with a bit of gasping from my rushing to do so.

"Hi. It's me, Beth," I heard the soft voice say in response.

"Oh, hey there, Beth, how are you?" I smilingly replied. Realizing who it was made me smile even more.

Beth was a teenager (nineteen), a college student who lived 'up the mountain', above my home. The Voyeur that Sue and I confronted, and fucked, when Sue had visited a few weeks back.

"I'm good," Beth replied, "Just getting ready for the new semester and all that."

"Oh, right, that's starting pretty soon, isn't it?" making conversation while I wondered why she had called. I mean, I did give her my number and told her to call sometime, but this was the first time I had heard from her since that night.

"So, what's up?" I prodded in hopes that she'd get to the reason for the call.

"Oh, nothing...I mean, I noticed your car in your driveway when I came home a little while ago from shopping and, I don't know, I just thought I'd call to see how you were," Beth stammered in reply.

Aaah, she wants to see me, I quickly said to myself, the memories of Sue and I fucking her, flooding my mind in a flash.

"Well, Beth, I'm fine, thank you for asking," I replied, hoping my voice conveyed the sudden horniness that I felt stirring between my legs, "Why? Are you bored? Or, maybe, a little bit horny?" laughing a bit when I said it.

"No, no...well, maybe," Beth answered, her nervousness showing in her voice.

"Would you like to come over, Beth? Join me for a little bit of lunch and maybe...." I prompted, letting my question to her go unfinshed.

She was silent for a bit but, eventually, she said, "I am free this afternoon, you know, if you don't have any plans."

"Come on down, sweetie, I'd love your company," I urged, "Bring a bathing suit, or not, and maybe we'll get in a little bit of swimming."

"Okay, see you in a few," clicking off after she'd said it.

So, is the Cougar prowling? I asked myself after hanging up with Beth. I mean, if I was being truthful, I liked the fact that this nineteen-year old was coming over, liked the fact that she wanted to fuck me, a forty-something who was old enough to be her mother.

Of course she wanted to fuck me, why else would she have called, I told myself as I whipped up a quick salad for lunch. And, being truthful with myself, I was more than a little thrilled at the thought of burying my mouth and tongue, again, in her nineteen-year old pussy.

"I'm really glad you called," I said to Beth as I embraced her in my foyer after answering the door, "I could use some company," loving the feel of her breasts against my body as we hugged.

Stepping back, I quickly took in the fact that she had dressed in hardly anything. A pair of shorts that hugged her ass in a favorable way, a tank-top that hugged her tits, provocatively.

"You're looking good, kiddo," I said in praise, knowing that her self-consciousness about her birthmark would be allayed with a compliment. It wasn't a false compliment, however, she really did look sexy and desireable.

"Thanks," Beth replied with a bit of modesty, but also with a bit of a smile at my compliment of her. Taking her hand in mine, I walked us to my kitchen, asking, "Want a bit of salad, sweetie, I just made it fresh."

"Oh yeah, I'm famished," She answered, her hand squeezing mine just a little bit.

Lunch didn't take us long to finish, and it was just 'enough', not too filling but filling enough to take the edge of any hunger pangs we might have had.

"Want to hit the pool for a bit?" I suggested as we cleared the counter and our dishes.

"Maybe later, you know, after the sun goes down and it's not as hot?" Beth answered, her eyes searching my face for a reaction?

"That'd work," I complied, "Any ideas about what you'd like to do between now and then?" Tossing the bait into the water with the question.

She blushed! Honest to God, she blushed. Don't see that much anymore with younger people and I found it a bit, oh, I don't know, refreshing?

See a bit of panic in her face, just briefly, I rushed to her rescue by suggesting that, if she'd like, I could give her a massage, complete with oils. I worked as a masseuse when I was in college, and haven't lost my touch, I've been told. I explained this all to Beth after I had suggested the massage and she quickly agreed.

Hubby and I had a mini-gym with stationary bikes and a treadmill that we both used. No free weights but one of those all-in-one devices that allows for multiple disciplines besides weight lifting. That was where I also kept a massage table that we used quite frequently to soothe those aging muscles and joints.

"Wow, this is a nice setup," Beth exclaimed after entering the room.

"Thanks, we use it, a lot," I explained as I quickly flipped open the table, positioning it next to a small whirlpool tub/shower we had installed.

"Okay sexy, strip and hop onto the table," I commanded as I chose one or two different oils/balms to use. I would give her a real massage alright, but, I also planned on giving her some afternoon delight, as well. Lighting a small, tea-lite candle, I put the oils in containers to warm.

Turning around, I found Beth bending over, removing her panties from around her ankles and, swear to God, the first thought that popped into my head was, "If I were a guy, I'd fucked her as she stood, bent over."

Straightening herself, she turned and faced me, as if unsure what to do next. 

"Hop on the table, baby, on your stomach, okay?" I instructed, as I readied the oils, the sight of her ass and pussy when she bent over, still in my brain.

"Mmmmmm," She cooed when my hands started rubbing the oil into her flesh, working her muscles on her shoulders and neck, my fingers kneading, gently but firmly.

"Feels good, does it, sugar?" I replied as I moved my hands down her back, working her spine and lats.

"Oooh yeah, it feels great," Beth answered, her voice slow and drowsy. Spreading some more oil onto the back of her thighs, I continued the process, letting my hands come 'close' to her honey-pot, but not touching.

Teasing. Yeah, teasing her is what I was doing.

Saving her ass for last, I applied, then worked the oils into her glutes, massaging her ass cheeks, letting my fingers work into her ass crack, brushing her puckered hole a few times.

"Turn over, baby, time to do your front side," I commanded, noticing that my voice was a bit husky and that my breathing had become a bit shallow. The heat between my legs reminded me that I was also getting more turned on by the second.

Repeating the process, I saved her firm, young breasts for last, kneading them with my oil-slicked hands, pulling gently, rubbing her erect nipples with my thumbs. All the while, I kept her eyes locked with mine, knowing full well that she could see the excitement building within me.

Continuing to rub her tits, I leaned down and kissed her; softly, at first, escalating quickly to a tongue duel in our mouths with each other. Pulling my mouth from hers, I slowly took off my clothes as she watched me, taking my time, savoring the lust and desire that her eyes were showing as my nakedness increased. When I was finished, totally naked, I kissed her again, her arms wrapping around me while my hands resumed their fondling of her breasts.

Breaking the kiss, I moved to the head of the table, gently pulling her until her head, face up, was resting on the padded face-plate. Standing on my tip-toes, I moved until my pussy rested on her mouth, my legs slightly parted around her head. Bending at the waist, I lowered my mouth to her pussy as my hands slipped under her ass cheeks, my fingers digging into her firm cheeks, pulling her pussy hard against my mouth.

I felt her tongue begin to lick my pussy with long, slow swipes, her lips gently gnawing on my pussy-lips as I did the same to her. As her oral exploration of my sex increased in fervor, I shuddered when I felt her hands reach and grab my ass to pull my pussy tighter against her mouth, as I was doing to her.

The sounds, no doubt, were very loud in the room, my own consciousness registering an occasional slurp, gulp, or smack that both of us were producing as we joyfully enjoyed our sixty-nine with each other.

I let her have three orgasms before I allowed myself to climax as well, a long, drawn-out, body-wracking orgasm that had me humping against her head with force as I rode the glory train.

When the spasms finally stopped, I removed my pussy from her face, standing upright, and moved to the side of the table while I continued to play between her legs with my hand, my finger sliding slowly in and out of her very wet cunt.

"Kinda' what you had in mind when you called?" I asked while slowly fingering her.

"Yeah, I guess I did," She admitted, that damn blushing thing going on again when she did so.

"You really do like fucking me, don't you, baby?" I asked, knowing the answer before I heard it.

"Sure, I mean, of course, why wouldn't I?" She stammered in reply.

"Because you have all those pretty young things from your sorority to play with, that's why," I answered, noticing that my fingering had gotten a little bit harder, a little bit faster.

"Yeah, but it's mostly me doing them," Beth answered, her breathing a bit labored I noticed, "There's only a couple that ever do anything to me," her voice a bit wistful as she said it.

"What about your friend? You know, the girl that showed you about girl-love?" I asked, "Don't you still see each other?"

"It's not the same, with any of them, they don't have the touch or experience that you do," She said, her hands wrapping around my wrist for support, to hold my hand in place as she began to slowly grind against my fingers.

"Oh, oh, oh.....oh God," Beth moaned loudly as her climax snuck up on her, biting her lips so hard I was afraid she'd cut herself in doing so.

I kissed her after she had come down from the mountaintop, helping her off the table afterwards. Hugging her to my body, she sought out my lips with her own, her kiss to me one of surrender, one of lustful desire.

"Come on, baby, let's jump into the shower so that you can get the oil off of you, okay? After that, I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before," sticking my finger into my mouth, afterwards, to suck her juices from it.

I had finished patting her dry, and she, me, when I led her to my bedroom, telling her, "Lay down, sweetie, on your stomach." Without questioning me, she did as I asked. Reaching into my nightstand drawer, I produced some silk scarves, and began tying them around her wrists and ankles. Still, not a word from her, not a query as to what I was doing. After securing the scarves to the bedposts, I leaned over and whispered into her ear while my finger ran up and down her ass-crack.

"I'll be right back, sugar, with a little surprise for you," punctuating the statement with a finger in her asshole juuussst a little bit.

Retreating to my walk-in closet, I retrieved my strap-on harness and dildo, getting into it with some excitement. Walking towards the bed, her face was turned towards me, her eyes widening at the sight of the eight inch faux-cock dancing in front of the harness.

Then, as I silently spread K-Y over the dildo, her eyes were showing excitement as to what lay ahead for her. Climbing onto the bed with her, I softly stroked my hand across her back and butt, leaning in to ask, "Still have your cherry, baby?"

"Nooo, my friend used a vibrator on me one time and it busted then," her voice betraying her delight at my fingertip prodding her puckered hole.

"If it hurts, I'll stop, okay?" I assured her.

She simply nodded in response as her breathing increased sharply as I moved to kneel between her legs, from behind. Feeling the tip of the dildo probing her pussy, she arched her hips, raising her pussy so that I could enter easily.

That's my girl, I thought to myself as I eased the strap-on cock into her tight pussy slowly, come to Momma. Burying the dick into her as far as I could, I began to slowly fuck her, in and out, short strokes, long strokes, my hands holding onto her shoulders as my hips drove the strap-on against her, into her. She moved, as much as she could, to return my motions, her voice loud with her excitement.

Knowing that she was seconds away from a climax, I quickly reached around her hips with my hand, finding, then stroking her clit between my fingertips as I drove the faux-cock harder and harder into her.

"Aaaaaah, Damn! Damn, damn ,damn," her voice screamed when she climaxed, "Oh shit, shit , shit," she gasped with unbridled excitement, her bucking and grinding shaking the bed against the wall.

Pulling the harness from my hips and throwing it to the floor, I quickly untied her from the bedposts, flipped her over and hugged her tightly in a lover's embrace as I joined her on my bed. She returned my squeezes, her mouth all over my face, lips and neck as she kissed me deliriously. Moving so that she could suck on my tits, she worked them over furiously, as if my tits were her last meal on this earth.

Literally jumping between my legs, she lowered her head and gave me a world-class munch-down, bringing me to umpteen orgasms. 

"No mas," I finally cried, knowing that she, too, had to be worn out. Pulling her from between my legs we lay in each other's arms, savoring the after-glow of great sex, savoring the sex-sweat of our bodies.

"I have a confession," Beth said softly, her mouth against my neck as we lay there in splendor.

"And, what would that be, girly?" I asked, a bit curious, but not a lot.

"You know my friend? You know, the one that first taught me about girls?" She asked.

"Yeah, what about her?"

"I told her. I told her about that night with you and your friend, Sue. I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't have but I did. I'm sorry," Beth repeated anxiously.

My first thought, to myself, was "So what? Doesn't really bother me."

"Okay, I'm not angry that you did if that's what bothering you," I assured her as I stroked her hair softly, "But, I am curious; what was your friend's reaction?"

"She made me tell her again, in detail, while she masturbated," Beth admitted, "And, she asked me if the three of us could get together, you know, sometime."

"How old is she?" I asked warily.

"Eighteen. Honest, she's a freshman at ASU this coming semester but she turned eighteen a few months ago, I promise," Beth answered quickly.

"Is that the real reason you came over?" I asked out of curiosity.

"No, well, part of it but the real reason is that I was hoping that we could, well, you know, do what we did," She answered honestly.

"How would you feel about a threesome with your girlfriend and me?" I questioned further.

"I liked it with you and Sue," Beth answered, "And, honestly? I get a little excited thinking about the two of us with you."

I get that! I thought to myself, finding myself excited at the mind-pic of me making love with an eighteen and nineteen year-old. The thought of me tongue fucking those two teenagers, sending a rush of heat to my pussy.

"Tomorrow night," I said quietly after I quickly made up my mind, "Tomorrow night; bring your friend over to my house and we'll play."

Saying that, I pulled her up to sit on my face so that I could sate my desire to eat her one more time.

Yes, no doubt about it, the Cougar was definitely on the prowl..........



A Journal of Truth Ch. 13



I didn't. I didn't do the threesome thing with Beth and her eighteen year-old friend.

I don't often win a battle of conscious with my evil twin but, this one, I won.

In the end, the thought of Beth's friend just turning eighteen was just a 'little bit' too close to the line, even for me. Yeah, I know that Beth, at nineteen, wasn't much older but whore that I might be to some, one has to draw the line somewhere.

I guess nineteen is my line.......

"Hey good looking, wanna' fuck?" I said when hubby walked through the door, home from his business trip.

"Funny, you should mention that," He smilingly said after giving me the mother of all 'missed you lots' kisses, "guess who called as I drove home from Sky Harbor?"

Fetching us both ice-cold beers, we walked out onto the pool deck, settling into the chaise lounger with its view of the Valley.

"Uhhh, Brad Pitt? Wants me to suck his dick?" I teasingly answered.

"He should be so lucky," Hubby joked back. 

"No, Suz buzzed me, asked if we'd be interested in going to the club tonight." 

The 'club' was a private swingers on-site club that we belonged to.

"Annnnnd, you said?" I prompted.

"Told her I'd talk to you," He answered after taking a pull at his beer.

"Annnnnd, she said?" I prompted, further.

"She said to tell you that there's been a few new people at the club, lately and that a lot of them had really big cocks," pulling at his beer, again.

"Speaking of really big cocks. Think I need to suck on that bad boy of yours for a while," undoing his pants and on my knees with practiced ease. Taking his semi-flaccid cock into my mouth, loving how it started growing almost immediately, I had a fleeting thought; What if Beth was on her deck, looking at us through her telescope?

Well, then, better give her a show was my thinking.

"Call Suze, tell her we'll be there; find out the time," I said as I lowered my mouth to take him deep down my throat.

"Nine tonight; And she wants to fuck you, too," Hubby said, his breathing increasing as I sucked him slow and wetly.

Taking my mouth from his dick, I kept my hand stroking him when I said, "Smart-ass, do you know me or what?"

Seeing his sperm spilling from his slit as I stroked him, I dropped my mouth over him, taking him deep, where his jism pounded at the back of my throat.

Standing and wiping some cum from the corners of my lips, I said, "Nine? Follow me big boy, we have time for you to fuck me as I deserve to be AND take a shower before going to the club."

"Thought you'd never ask," He joked, standing and taking my hand to lead me to our bedroom........

A quick scan of the 'Great Room', the general meeting area of the club, did, indeed, indicate that there were some new people at the club since the last time we had been there.

Mostly all couples tonight, but that was okay with me. I'd managed, in the past, to snag a couple of husbands to fuck while their wives played with each other and from the looks of things, there certainly appeared to be some fine specimens of manhood wandering the floor tonight.

"Anything hittin' your hot button?" I asked hubby as he and I sipped our Mojitos at the bar.

"You know me, I'm easy," He replied as he joined me in scanning the room and the bar.

"No, I'm easy," I retorted, "You're easier to please, is all."

"So true," He smilingly agreed, then with a short nod of his head indicating that I should look behind me, "looks like Suze has found something to keep her busy."

Turning to look behind me, I saw Suze was in an intimate, private conversation with a stunningly good-looking, young couple. 

"She does like her Ken & Barbies," I remarked, stating what we both knew to be the truth. I had no sooner said it when Suze and her 'couple' got up from the couch they were sitting on, walking towards the hall that led to the 'playrooms' of our on-site club.

As I turned on my stool to face him, once again, I locked eyes with a couple at the end of the bar, both of them eyeing me? Us? from their vantage point. 

They were a 'mixed' couple; she being a WASP'ish blonde, he being a mocha-colored ethnically mixed guy, both surely no older than late twenties, I thought, as I returned the eye contact. Raising my glass to them both, I toasted them silently, my eyes indicating that they should move down our way, at the bar.

"Let us buy you a drink or three?" I jokingly asked after the four of us did the introduction thing when they joined us.

"Why don't you gals snag that booth over there while Ellis and I wait for our drinks?" Hubby suggested with that gorgeous smile of his beaming at us.

Jo and I did just that, sliding into the semi-circular booth, meeting in the middle, leaving room for the guys to sit when they joined us.

Jo, upon a closer look, was probably closer to her early thirties but held it well. Her blond hair appeared to be natural, no signs of darker roots showing at all. I quickly guessed her to be around my weight, mid-one-twenties give or take a pound or two, breasts that bulged from her low-cut blouse helped by her strapless pushup bra. Her mid-thigh skirt hugged her ass and legs well, showing both off to her advantage.

"So, are you guys new members also," Jo asked as we waited for the guys to join us.

"Oh no, sweetie, we just haven't been here in a while," I explained, quickly adding a brief rundown of my consultant job that kept me out of town for so much of the past year or so.

"We normally would come to the club every couple of weeks or so when I wasn't traveling, but...well, I'm sure you understand the time-crunch my job put us, me, under," I added, to further explain our absence from the club.

"How about y'all? How'd you hear about the club?" I asked Jo in an effort not to monopolize the conversation.

"I saw it advertised in The New Times," referring to a weekly indie-newspaper of Phoenix, "and showed it to Ellis one night when we were bored and we came,checked it out, liked it and joined," Jo replied, her eyes checking me out as I was, her.

"We like the members, for the most part; oh sure, there's a few jerks and bitches, but far less in this club than others we've gone to," I added to the conversation.

"Your husband's rather good looking," Jo said as she eyed our guys walking towards us, drinks in hand, they in conversation as they walked our way.

"As is yours," I truthfully replied.

"Ellis is rather well-endowed," Jo dropped into the conversation suddenly.

"As is my guy," I retorted, again, truthfully.

"Well, that sounds promising for both of us," Jo responded with a wicked, crooked grin, her eyes showing a high degree of interest.

"Certainly does," I agreed as we both smilingly welcomed our guys to the booth, reaching to take the offered drinks in hand.

Don't know if the boys had talked about it but when they sat down with us, they sat next to the other's spouse, with nobody complaining that they did so.

The four of us had no problem in making conversation, finding out quickly that we all shared a sense of humor and, in general, had compatible vibes. Breaking into lower, private conversations between the newly-coupled, I notice that it didn't take Jo very long to drop her hand onto Hubby's lap, no doubt finding out for herself just how well-endowed he was. That was alright, I had done the same with Ellis as we talked, liking what I felt under his slacks.

"Not that I'm rushing anything," Jo said to the four of us, "But, is there anybody else who'd like to maybe go somewhere else to get better acquainted?"

"We don't live far from here," I offered, "and it's a perfect night to enjoy the pool and hottub," I tempted more.

"Ellis, why don't you boys go settle the bar tab and meet us outside," Jo suggested, obviously okay with my suggestion.

"So, how would you feel about riding to your place with Ellis?" Jo suggested to me as we waited for the boys to join us.

"And you with hubby?" I asked in return.

"Ellis loves getting 'road-blows'," Jo suggested further.

"As does hubby," I replied, adding, "works for me."

When the boys joined us, Jo let them know the lay of the land by slipping her arm through hubby's, saying, "Lead the way handsome, I'm riding with you."

Looking to me for verification, I had already slipped my arm through Ellis', saying, "You heard the lady, Ellis, so I'm riding with you."

Off we walked to the separate cars, arm in arm with the other spouse, quiet chatter between each couple as we separated to our respective cars.

When we got to their car, I stood to the side for him to open the door for me. Before getting into the car, I reached up with my mouth and kissed Ellis, dropping one of my hands to his bulge to fondle as my other hand grasped the back of his head. Gripping his cock with my hand while we kissed, I felt a rush of heat to my snatch as his manhood grew under my gripping strokes.

Once settled into the car I, very-matter-of-factly, unzipped Ellis pants, pulling out a very large, handsome piece of brown cock, a bit of pre-cum glistening on his head.

"Follow hubby," I instructed as I lowered my head so that I could take Ellis' thick cock into my mouth. Wow, hadn't realized how long it had been since I'd sucked another cock other than hubby's, I thought to myself as I slowly moved my mouth up and down his rather large brown shaft. I'd been so busy of late eating pussy that it had, indeed, been quite a while since I'd sucked a strange cock.

"Ooh, that's good, sugar," Ellis softly moaned as he drove behind hubby, moving his right hand so that he could play with my tits while I sucked him slowly, enjoying every bit of him that I could fit into my mouth.

"You do know that I am going to fuck your brains out tonight, don't you?" Lifting my head from his dick to say that to him, pre-cum forming a string from my mouth to his cock-head.

"Counting on it," Ellis replied, a smile of satisfction on his face as I lowered my head to suck him some more, to suck him harder, to get him to explode his cum down my throat.

I felt the car turning into the driveway, the slight bump of the curb occuring at the same time that Ellis exploded in my mouth. Gulping like a thirsty horse, I eagerly sucked his cum into my mouth, liking how he tasted, letting it slowly slide down my throat afterwards.

Jo and I, after looking to each other as we got out of the cars and seeing that we were both wiping excess cum from our lips, burst into school-girl giggles.

"I know what you've been doing," Jo teased in a sing-song voice.

"You missed some, baby," I said to her before kissing her, my tongue slipping easily between her lips, searching her mouth for the taste of my husband's sperm.

"Fix us some drinks, sweetie," I said to hubby as I walked with my arm around Jo's waist, into our house, "We'll get the hottub going, and meet y'all in the pool."

Jo helped with removal of the cover over the tub and after I flipped on a couple of switches, we both got out of our clothes, each admiring the other's body as we did so.

"Just so that you know, between bouts with the boys, I am going to get some of your sweet looking pussy," I said to Jo when her thong hit the deck at her ankles.

"Yeah? Well, that's kinda' what I was thinking myself," she replied with a smile of conspricy on her lips.

We hit the pool at the same time, diving and surfacing at the far end after racing each other to get there first.

"You're a good swimmer," Jo exclaimed as she fought to catch her breath.

"I hope so; sure have swam enough laps in this pool," I conceded in acknoledgement of her compliment.

"Hey boys, drop the drawers and join us," Jo said, her eyes looking over my shoulder. Turning, hubby flashed his killer smile and winked at me as he sat our drinks on the table near the pool.

"Can't resist an invitation like that," Ellis proclaimed as he started stripping, hubby joining him as well.

It was a lovely time spent in the pool. Inter-play between the four of us was casual, but yet, sensual. The drinks were strong, cold, and soothing in the heat of the night. Both Jo and I spent time between the guys; some hands-on stroking of erect cocks, some lustful kissing while their hands fondled our breasts, some lustful kissing while Jo and I fondled each other. It was all good and it served to keep the motors running, so to speak.

"Think you and El can find someway to entertain yourselves while I take you husband inside and fuck his brains out?" I heard Jo ask from behind me.

Lifting my head from Ellis' crotch, letting his thick, mocha-colored cock slide from my mouth, I replied.

"Leave some for me, Jo, leave some for me," I answered, dropping my mouth to suck her husband again.

"No promises; besides, I'm pretty sure that Ellis will give you all that you want," Jo answered as she and hubby walked from the pool, using the steps at the shallow end.

Looking upward with my eyes as I hungrily, and greedily sucked Ellis' excellent dick, Ellis returned my gaze, a smile on his lips indicating that he was going to do just that.

I slid my tongue, slowly, up and down his shaft as my hand stroked him, his thickness taking up most of my hand as I did so. Wondering, again, if my new, young college-cunt, Beth, was watching, I had a thought.

"Come with me, Ellis, I think it's time for you to fuck my brains out," I said, softly, "for a deliciously long time."

Pulling me from between his legs as he was sitting on the edge of the pool, he held me with his hands under my armpits, his biceps bulging with strength as he leaned to kiss me, my mouth opening wide to accept his tongue which slid easily into my mouth.

Ellis was a good kisser. Full lips and a talented tongue driving me mad with desire for him to fuck me raw. Breaking our kiss, I leaned my head into the crook of his neck, softly biting him while my hand continued to stroke his cock.

"Let's go to the hottub, sweetie," I said softly as I rubbed my palm over his cock-head, his pre-cum providing lubrication as I did so.

Leaving the pool, we walked to the hottub, my hand firmly around his cock, pulling him behind me, my pussy on fire with desire to be slammed by it.

Standing in the hottub, I leaned forward, gripping onto the rim of the tub with my hands, my legs slightly parted.

"Fuck me Ellis, fuck me hard," I said, my voice a hoarse whisper in the night air.

"Ooooooh yeah, big boy," I moaned contentedly as he stood behind me, his cock slipping easily into my well-lubricated cunt.

Hubby was thick and long; Ellis was thicker and longer. Slowly, he buried his cock inside of me, my hands gripping tightly to the side of the tub, moans of satisfaction slipping from my clenched mouth as he increased his hip-strokes. Reaching around with his hands, his large paws easily encompassed my not-so-small tits, holding them, fondling them as he continued to pound his dick into me, harder, faster.

Amongst all of the thoughts flying around inside of my brain as he pounded me was a fleeting thought about Beth. If she is watching tonight, I know that her fingers are very busy right now, masturbating herself as she's watching me being fucked royally. That thought brought a smile to my lips; it did and I can't deny it.

"Hold it, if you can, baby," I implored Ellis as I felt my orgasm rising from the depths of my soul, "I want you to come in my mouth, baby, I want your cum," my breath, now, coming in ragged gasps as my climax rose quickly to erupt.

"Aaaaah, son of a bitch!" I cried aloud, my voice, it seemed to me, echoing in the still night air, my orgasm exploding quickly, shaking me like a rag-doll.

I let the first wave pass over me and caught another ride as a second wave of satisfaction shook my body. Pushing hard against his thrusts, my pussy was tingling as I came twice more in that moment.

"My mouth, baby, fuck my mouth," I moaned, moving to sit on one of the sculpted, built-in seats of the tub. Gripping his ass with my hands, I opened my mouth as his cock-head slid past my lips, pulling him towards me as I fought to get all of him down my throat.

Working my mouth and throat muscles with all of the skill I possessed, my lips were soon 'kissing' his pubic bone, his thickness damned near choking me as he filled my mouth and throat.

"Mmmmm, mmmmmmmmmm," I cooed and moaned as he stroked his dick in and out of my mouth, back and forth, my muscles relaxing with each and every stroke, my fingers buried in his chocolate ass-cheeks, and another climax building from the serous mouth-fucking I was getting from this beautiful, black man.

I had asked Ellis to fuck me in the mouth and he did, for a long time, for an unbeliveably long time, causing me to wonder towards the end whether or not he would ever cum.

But he did, and when he did, he flooded my mouth and throat with his jism, the sounds my swallowing and slurping loud in the night. Holding his, now, semi-flaccid cock in my hand, I took my time licking him clean, the sight of his glistening, black dick as my tongue worked him over, bringing heat to my pussy.

I sucked my first cock when I was only fifteen but that first time, for me, produced a life-long love affair with cock-sucking that still continues to thrill me.

Funny, the things that get you off, so to speak.

Ellis joined me on the sculpted seat of the hottub, his arm holding me as I laid my head on his chest, both of us glowing in the after-glow of a good fucking and sucking session.

"Not a lot of women are able to deep-throat me, I'm impressed," Ellis remarked to me as we languished in the warm water.

"Practice, practice, practice," I jokingly remarked in answer, the sound of my patio door sliding open making itself known to us, afterwards.

Jo and hubby, my hubby, smilingly walked towards the hottub, their smiles a clear indication that hubby had, indeed, fucked Ms. Jo, royally.

I knew he would.

"Got some dessert for you," Jo said to me as her fingers wiped some of her husband's excess cum remnants from the corner of my mouth with her fingertip, which immediately afterwards, she sucked with her mouth.

Entering the tub, Jo straddled me between her legs, lowering her pussy towards my mouth, the sight of hubby's cum in her pussy filling my eyes.

"Wow, he surely dropped a load into you," I said to Jo as my hands grasped her firm ass-cheeks, pulling her cum-filled pussy to my mouth.

"Like I said, I've got some dessert for you," Jo answered with a husky, turned-on, soft voice.

Creampies. I do love creampies, as Jo quickly found out when my mouth and tongue 'cleaned' her of my husbands cum, giving her two small, but satisfying, climaxes in the process.

We rested, the four of us, in the hottub, Jo and I engaging in a delicious sixty-nine on the pool deck for the entertainment of our husbands as they 'rebooted'. Afterwards, the four of us went to the master bedroom for some more play.

Jo and I took turns eating the other while the boys took turns fucking us as we did so. Hubby and Ellis fucked me hard, one after the other as I ate Jo and I fucking loved the 'gang-bang' aspect of that, I did. Jo wasn't left out, oh no, not at all. After the boys had sufficient time to regain their vigor, they pounded her as well.

Our last play of that evening was mine, Jo having cried "No Mas", having reached her limit for the night.

With Ellis lying on his back and me, on top of him, his large cock filling my pussy, hubby fucked my ass at the same time. It had been forever since I experienced a DP, double penetration, and though I thought they would split me wide open, I screamed and moaned my satisfaction as they pounded be for a deliciously long time.

"That's it, I'm done, boys, got nothing left," I weakly proclaimed as their cum spilled from my ass and pussy.

They left around three o'clock in the morning, they, like us, showing the signs of a world-class fucking session.




A Journal of Truth Ch. 13



Slipping into hubby's arms in our bed after we showered, my pussy and ass throbbed with satisfaction, sore but satisfied.

"That was fun," Hubby said in the quiet of our bedroom, he, the master of the understatement.

"Ya' think?" I answered dreamingly as I drifted off into the arms sleep...