0 comments/ 6269 views/ 2 favorites After Dinner Sex By: KarliCain Fury followed Karli into the bedroom, smiling as he watched the sway of her hips disappear into the darkened room. He walked up behind her as she sat their bottle on the night stand and grabbing one of her arms gently, he firmly pulled her around to face him. His eyes roamed over her body for a moment, like a wild fire consuming a dry forest his gaze devoured every inch of her. Even when fully clothed her body was amazing, each subtle curve and valley beckoning to be explored. He slid his arms around her waist and pulled her into him tightly as his head bowed down slightly, pressing his lips to her neck just below the ear. His eyes closed as her scent filled his nostrils and he felt a shiver go through his body as he tasted her flesh. He kissed her softly below the ear, then dragged his lips down further on her neck and kissed her again. One hand rested on the small of her back, holding her to him as his free hand slid up her side, across her back to her collar and pulled her shirt further down her shoulder to give him more room to kiss lower. Even as his lips settled on her neck where it met her shoulder, his hands went to her sides and began pulling on her shirt to untuck it. Karli had been gripping the back of his neck with her hands and drawing half-clenched fingers through his hair. When he started pulling at her shirt, she tipped her head forward from it's neck-exposing lean and pressed her cheek against his, enjoying the tickle of his short, day old scruff as she let out a ragged breath near his ear. Then her shirt had come loose, and she leaned away again, releasing her hold on his neck and reaching over her own head to pull at the back collar of her shirt. When she had it off, she tossed it, uncaring, to the side. The effort had pulled half of her hair from their restraining tie, so she tugged it out and tossed it into some dark corner as well, likely not to be seen again for months. WIth her hair loose, and her gaze fixated on Martin, she gave off an air that had something of both the huntress and the prey in it, and either way a little wild. His looks were beguiling, his smell intoxicating, but his touch drove her closer to mad. Fury smiled as her shirt came off, he leaned back slightly and looked down, admiring her breasts "Perfect", he said as he pulled off his shirt and tossed it the same direction as hers. He pressed himself to her again, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her deeply for a few moments before his lips kissed from her mouth to her chin. His jaw pushed her chin up, exposing her throat to him as he continued kissing down onto her neck while his hands slid around to the front and started fumbling with her button and zipper...after a moment he frowned, "Ga'damn Starfleet fasteners" he growled into her neck as he gave up trying to unfasten them and simply pulled the button off. She laughed and wiggled her hips to help her pants start their downwards slide while her hands brushed over the tattoos on his chest. She located her favorite one along one side of his rib cage and traced it, and the well formed muscles beneath it, appreciatively. When her pants made it to the ground she stepped out of them and kicked them away. Standing in her too-lacey-to-be-standard-issue underthings, she turned her back to him and leaned over the night stand to pour clear liquor into two glasses. He crossed his arms and watched her as she turned around, then as she bent over to pour the rum, he grinned broadly. He stepped up behind her as she finished pouring the rum and slid both of his arms under hers and pulled her into him. One hand slid up her belly across her chest, cupping one breast gently as his forearm rested underneath the other and held her to him. His other hand gripped her hip, pulling her waist into him as he leaned down and kissed her on the back of the shoulder near her neck..he bit her playfully as the hand holding her breast softly rolled her nipple between thumb and forefinger. She inhaled sharply as the sensation applied to the nerves in her breast seemed directly connected to the nerves between her thighs, and need began to stir within her loins. Her hands were occupied with the two tumblers, so she responded by pushing her hips backwards so that her butt pressed against his groin. He smiled into her neck as he felt her press herself to him, he put his lips near her ear, "mmmm..Good girl" he said as he pressed his groin against her ass with equal force, letting her feel the stirring of his own loins. He moved back slightly and turned her in his arms to face him, one hand resting on her hip as the back of his other hand brushed gently against her face before it caressed her jaw and neck. His fingers rested on the back of her neck and his thumb stopped in front of her ear, his powerful hand holding her but using little force. He tilted his hand slightly, leaning her head back and her face up towards him before his kissed her, his lips softly brushing hers before actually kissing her almost imperceptibly. Then as he felt his lust for her body growing, he kissed with more force, turning his head slightly to fit them together better..even as he tried to contain the fire growing in his abdomen and the bulge in his pants, he kissed her more forcefully, his tongue pressing past her lips as his passion demanded more. Karli's lips parted eagerly, and the lustful kissing gathered heat until she was breathing raggedly. Feeling his bulging pant front against her thigh soon drove her to realize the inconvenience of her burdens, and she dropped the full glasses to the carpet, hoping briefly that it hadn't been an especially good bottle of rum that she'd just wasted part of. She was soon distracted from that thought, though, as she grasped and gently kneaded the crotch of his pants with one hand and used her other hand to work at the fastner. He moaned as she grasped at him and released his grip on her to help unfasten his pants, once they were unbuttoned, he had to reach inside of them and rearrange himself to allow them to slide to the floor. He stepped out of them and then once again pressed himself to her, turning slightly so his now full erection was pressing against her belly and not poking it. He kissed her deeply as his hands slid down her sides to her waist and hooking his thumbs in her too-lacey-to-be-standard-issue underthings, he gently pushed them down over her hips..doing his best to undress her without tearing any of the fabric. Karli flexed her calves and drew herself up on her toes, wrapping one arm around the taught muscles of his neck. With her other hand, she reached down and grasped the base of his cock where it pressed against her abdomen, using her thumb and middle finger to encircle it and squeezing lightly. All the while her lips never ranged far from his, kissing cheeks and chin and neck, but always coming back to his mouth. He moaned again, his cock throbbing even harder at the feel of her touch and realizing that standing was limiting the amount of contact he was yearning for, he led them to the bed. He knelt on the bed and pulled her down with him, pushing her onto her back as he laid on top of her, his arms holding his weight off of her as his knees worked in between hers, spreading her legs open. He drank in her kisses for a moment, the head of his cock softly touching her as he shifted his weight from one side to the other. She had to release her hold on him to help lower herself onto the bed. He'd been sweet enough to arrange the covers while she was at work, but they'd soon be a complete mess again. The thought made her smile as she kissed him, and reached one hand beneath her to release the claps of her bra before laying back. She drew her legs up on either side of him so that she had some small guidance of his hips, drawing his penis more closely in line with it's eventual target. He raised himself up on his arms, giving her room to unclasp her Terran Breast Restraining System, smiling down at her as she drew her legs up, opening herself to him. Once she had thrown the restraining system to the side, he paused and looked down the length of her body, devouring her with his eyes for a moment before lowering himself back down and kissing her deeply. Then began the "golden descent" as his lips moved from hers down to her chin, then onto her jaw, then throat. Kissing her flesh as if they were devouring the sweetest fruit, his lips dragged across her flesh from her throat to her chest and then to her breasts. He sucked a nipple into his mouth gently, working his tongue around its perimeter, letting his teeth graze across its hard surface for a moment before kissing across the valley between her breasts and paying the same loving attention to its twin..for just a moment before continuing the descent. He planted a line of soft kisses from her chest down her belly, never taking his lips from her skin, slowly taking his time as he inhaled her scent and felt her body temperature rising. The last kiss ended just above her navel and he looked up to her, taking in the sight of her pleasure before he slid down further. He put his arms under her legs, using his shoulders to keep her legs up and apart for him as he slid down between them and pressed his lips to her wetness. Karli inhaled in anticipation, and then let out a small whimper of pleasure. She curled one hand around a fold of the coverlet near her head and the other she lodged in his reddish curls. As he demonstrated that art of "temple ravishing" the men of Orion were famous for, she periodicaly squirmed, moaned, and thrust her pelvis slightly upwards. He felt her thrust herself against his mouth and in response, he slipped his tongue in deeper, licking from bottom to top, tasting every part of her. His hands slid up her sides and onto her belly for a moment, feeling her breathing and muscles tensing before they slid further up to cup a breast in each hand. His fore fingers and thumbs gently rolled her nipples between them as his tongue continued working at her wetness..when he felt her beginning to quiver and tense harder, he put his lips around her clitoris and sucked lightly as his tongue lapped over it in an up and down motion, coaxing the orgasm that he knew was near. A few seconds before it came, Karli reached down with both hands and pulled his face gently but firmly away. She grinned and half sat up, closing her eyes briefly to let a shiver run down her back and through her legs, "I'm sorry Commodore, I'm afraid I'm saving that for somebody else..." She smiled mischeviously at him. He smiled up at her as she shivered, then kissed the inside of her leg and crawled, more like stalked his way up her form, pausing every so often to kiss her hip, then belly, then between her breasts and using his cheek to push her chin up and expose her neck, he kissed her on the throat and whispered, "Who you savin' it for Commander?" Cain traced her hands over his shoulders, his biceps, and then his sides as he crawled upwards. "A very high ranking..." she slid one hand between them and grasped the base of his shaft once more, squeezing and stroking it lightly, "...Orion trouser snake." She grinned. "He's very well in with the Queen, you know." He closed his eyes and opened his mouth slightly in pleasure as she began stroking him, his abdomen tensing and arching his back slightly then smiled as he kissed her shoulder and said "What a lucky bastard that'one must be". "You have -no- idea..." she replied, voice nearly a purr as she wiggled down to get a better grip, and continued to stroke up and down lightly, teasing. She used her free arm to prop herself on an elbow and nuzzle at his neck until she found his ear lobe. She nibbled softly at the bottom edge and kissed the place where his jaw disappeared behind his ear. Spreading her legs wider, she used her stroking to guide his cock along her wetness, using her fingers to help spread the slick juices along it's length and then resuming her stroking, with a little more purpose this time. He inhaled sharply as she led him where he needed to be, his cock throbbing even harder as she stroked him and used her juices to lube him up. He growled deep in his throat and pressed forward with his hips, yearning to bury himself in her as he burned with a fire that only she could quench. She held him back for a few more moments, stroking faster, then released her hold. She pulled her hand and arm out of the way and wrapped them around his midsection so that her hands were on his back. Angling her hips towards him and again drawing her knees up on either side of his thighs she whispered, "Take me..." into his ear, as if the movements of her body did not already give a clear picture of her desire. It was all the further encouragement he needed. He moved his hips forward slightly, probing around gently until both their hip movements matched and he found where he needed to be. The head of his now granite hard cock pushed into her and the moment it was in he paused, still holding himself up on his arms he looked down at her for a moment, watching her response. He pushed forward again until he met the slightest resistance then paused and pulled back somewhat, making sure that each few inches of his shaft were completely soaked in her juices before continuing in further. Again, he pushed into her deeper then paused and pulled partially out, still hovering over her and admiring her beauty and also keeping his passion at bay..the urge to take her hard was difficult to curb but they had time for that, the storm was always the strongest after the calm. Karli arched her back and closed her eyes, holding her breath at first, then making little "Mmmmmm..." noises each time he slipped in a little farther. But Karli was not a patient woman, and she would have nothing less than all he had to give. "You tease..." she breathed, a smile pulling at her lips. She lifted her knees higher and wrapped her calves across the small of his back and simultaneously squeezed down with her legs and upwards with her pelvis until all of his length was inside her. She enjoyed the first full thrust almost as much as the orgasm that would come later, so she held him there a moment, "Ooouh...yea..." she moaned into his neck. Fury moaned as well as she took in his entire length, he tensed at the feeling of her wrapped completely around him, the heat, the wetness and her soft flesh. He enjoyed the initial thrust as well and didn't resist her holding him there as he cock pulsed in time with the beating of his heart. He tilted his pelvis up as well, pushing even deeper into her and pausing for a moment, watching and feeling her response before withdrawing half way and slowly pushing back in to the hilt..again pausing, enjoying the feel of her body, her tightness and the way their bodies fit together. He finally couldn't control himself anymore and he withdrew almost the full length before pushing back into her, this time with more force. Cain arched her back upwards each time he pulled away, as if loathe to give him up, and her hands clung tightly to his back. She breathed in his scent, heavy with testosterone and deliciously arousing. When his thrusting became more urgent, she loosened her hold and unlocked her ankles, Holding her bent legs against his thighs allowed her to further open herself to him. He inhaled sharply as he felt her unlock her legs, opening herself up to him even more and in response he pushed forward with his legs, using his hips to press against the inside of her thighs and open her up even wider. Though his rhythm stayed at the same pace, he began a slight side to side motion with each thrust and withdraw, giving way to his need to feel every part of her wetness and digging into her deeply. Karli matched the roll of his hips and when his exploring led him to an angle of approach that particularly rubbed her the right way, her moaning and whimpers of pleasure became significantly louder. Her hands drew down along the muscles of his back until her palms rested flatly against the upward slope of his glutes and she pushed firmly against the contracting muscles as they moved up and down on top of her, and her pussy grew even wetter than before. He smiled as he felt her respond to "her" angle, that certain depth and trajectory of insertion that brought her closer to climax. Feeling her hands on his back and how much more wet and slick she had become caused him to increase the intensity of their rhythm. He continued "hitting" her angle, now almost pounding into her, the collision of her thighs and his hips and her ass and his balls causing an audible slapping sound. He looked down to her again, watching her perfect breasts rock back and forth with each impact, he frowned slightly in concentration as the feel of her body, her hands and her wetness sent fire into his mind. The force with which she was meeting the rubbing and pressing of his loins against hers necessitated her drawing her head and shoulders away from where they'd been buried against the side of his neck and bracing them against the bed, thus thrusting her breasts upwards towards his face. With such an expert 'warm up' she was quickly re-approaching climax. Her noises grew louder still, and she was vaguely aware of a muffled thumping noise from a wall she shared with the next housing unit over. Sound proofing was not a necessary cost for starbase construction, unfortunately for her neighbor. The louder she grew, the more intensely he drove into her and the more he tried to time their climaxes. He was now hard as titanium and breathing heavily, it seemed like the deeper she let him in, the deeper he needed to be. He felt the urge to put her legs on his shoulders, spreading her as wide as she could go and driving into her until he bottomed out but had found that such a position often hurt a partner more than pleased and her pleasure was far greater of a concern to him than his own. He slowed their rhythm and leaned from side to side as he took his weight off his hands and planted his elbows on either side of her. He pushed his hands up behind her arms, between her body and the bed and gripped her shoulders from underneath, holding his weight off of her with his elbows before once again returning to their established rhythm. Now laying on top of her, his weight forced her to raise her pelvis even more, allowing him more access to the angle and spot that hurt so bad it felt good..as his hands on her shoulders held her in place, making her absorbed more of the shock from the pounding than the wall. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he leaned down closer, and her eyes reflexively shut as her climax drew near. Her breathing was quick and heavy, and she managed get out, "I'm going to cum...!" in a strained, breathy tone before her orgasm hit full force, and her whole body tensed, arched, clenched at him, and opened for him in all of the correct places. Her "OOOOHhhh" of pleasure started as a shout that turned into a moan and then a sigh, but her breathing continued fast and hard as she went semi-limp from the shock of release. The moment he heard her tell him she was going to cum, he began pounding harder, increasing their rhythm and holding her tightly as he drove into her. The feel of her body tensing, her hands clenching at him and her release drove him over the edge and he could feel himself swelling inside of her as he climaxed. He listened to the sounds she made for him, the moans, whimpers and gasps..he drank in the sensations of her body, her scent, the way her juices completely covered him almost from hip to hip and the way she went limp underneath of him after her release. He buried his face in her neck and clenched his eyes shut as he growled "Here I cum..", then pushed into her as deep as he could go, his whole body tensing as he held her to him with his hands, pinning her to the mattress with his weight while he filled her pussy with his cum. He exhaled with a moan as he felt their combined juices running out of her onto the bed. Then he lay there on her, still supporting most of his weight with his elbows, listening to their heavy breathing and feeling her hot, sweat glistened skin next to his. After Dinner Sex Karli re-tensed for his ejaculation, the feeling of his release inside her a pleasurable echo of her own, and then she slowly relaxed again. She let her legs trail down the bed along his and her arms hung in a loose circle about his neck, her fingers entwined his hair. She enjoyed the heavy feeling of his weight above her as her breathing started to slow, and she softly rubbed her cheek against his. Then she smiled, as a thought struck her and she whispered in his ear, "Only -you- could make the missionary position that intense...". He smiled at the feel of her fingers in his hair, her breath on his cheek and he took a deep breath, inhaling her scent before exhaling with a sigh. He shifted his weight to one elbow and raised up off of her slightly, just enough to look down at her as his free hand went to her face, brushing away a loose strand of hair and lightly stroking her jaw, "Making love to you is intense in any position". She smiled wider and slid one hand to either side of his face so she could pull him down again into a deep kiss, one just as passionate as those they'd shared for the last half an hour, but with the slow, deliberate movements of one enjoying and appreciating her partner. He returned the kiss, slowly drinking in her lips not with the same passion and fervor they had exchanged before or during sex; but with love and adoration. After Dinner Slut That evening the gloom descended and enveloped us like a warm blanket. The rain pattered gently against the windows at first, quickly building in strength until a virtual sheet of torrential water lashed the panes. Lightning crackled over the horizon illuminating the dark sky and thunder boomed loud in the near distance. It was turning into a dreadful night. Inside the house I threw another log onto the fire hearing the damp wood hiss and sigh as the flames licked around its body. The hot atmosphere in our small dining room was becoming oppressive; the large fire had always been oversized for the room and I could see that my wife, Coral was already beginning to suffer. Draining my wine glass in a single swallow I savoured the fruity alcohol as it slipped down easily. Opening the third bottle of the evening, I looked over at Coral inquiringly. "Oh God, no more for me please Dave." Without asking, I refilled the glasses of our guests, Marc and Angeline. "Are you feeling all right, honey?" I asked returning my attention to my wife, "you look a little flushed." "Actually guys, I don't feel too good. Would you all mind if I just went to bed?" Marc and Angeline looked up from their conversation with concern. "Maybe we all ought to call it a night?" Angeline said "No, no. You guys carry on. I'll be alright. It's just a little too much wine and that damn fire! I'll be fine in the morning. Don't mind me, have another drink and enjoy yourself. I expect Dave will start telling his bad jokes soon!" "Shit! We'll have to leave then!" Marc laughed Coral smiled sweetly as she stood up from the table. She kissed me lightly on the lips and I could taste a mixture of lip-stick and red wine. She apologised again to our friends and I looked after her as she tottered a little unsteadily up the stairs towards our bedroom. I sighed deeply. I knew what my wife was like when she had drunk too much wine; She'd be in bed in a matter of minutes and sound asleep soon afterwards. I wouldn't be talking to her again until morning. The evening continued with poor jokes coming from both Marc and myself. The heat from the fire still emanated around the room and Angeline had taken her jacket off to reveal a thin white blouse. In between jokes I kept trying to steal glances at my friend's wife. Angie was a year or so younger than Coral; blonde with a good figure and a penchant for wearing stockings. Marc had told me on a few drunken occasions that she was hot, but now, through a mist of red wine, she was beginning to look like a goddess! "Ok! Did you hear about the blonde hooker and the priest?" I started. I'm sure that my words were becoming slurred. "Oh no!" Angie cried. "No more! Please, no more!" Marc and I laughed. Maybe she was right. We had been telling really bad jokes for nearly an hour. We could have gone on but Marc had a better idea. "Ok, Angie, time for you to tell us a joke!" "Oh, come on Marc! You know I can't tell jokes. I always get them wrong! How about I tell you a story?" "What kind of story?" Marc asked drunkenly. "Well, you guys are always talking about sex. How about the story of my first time?" I looked up quickly. This was starting to get interesting. "What, you mean the first time you got..er..I mean the first time you had sex?" I asked. Angie and Marc looked at each other. A knowing smile was exchanged between them. "No. Not that sort of first time," Angie continued, "I'll tell you about the first time I had sex with two men at the same time!" For a moment I was left almost speechless. Marc had made mention of the certain "lifestyle" that he and his wife enjoyed but, to be frank, I had put most of it down to bravado. I had never really believed any of it. "It all started at a party that I went to just after Marc and I got married," Angie started, "Marc had to work so I went by myself. I knew most people there so I wasn't short of dance partners or people to talk to. I'd had quite a lot to drink and was dancing with this hunky young guy to a nice slow song. I could feel his hands on my butt as we swayed to the music but I didn't really care." "You know," Marc suddenly interrupted, "Angie can be a bit of a slut sometimes! Especially when she's had a drink!" "Only a bit, darling? Oh, you know me better than that!" Angie continued. "Anyway, it wasn't long before the hunky guy asked my if I wanted to go outside for some air. I agreed willingly but was a little surprised to see another guy follow us out." By this time, I had become completely absorbed in Angie's story and was also developing quite an erection. I urged her to continue. "Well, we all ended up in a sort of summer-house in the garden. The hunk introduced the second guy as his older brother but by this time I was passed caring. I just wanted to get fucked! It ended up with me kneeling on the floor with the hunk fucking me from behind while I sucked his brother's cock!" As Angie completed her torrid story, I sat back and exhaled with a gasp. "Wow, Ang!" was all I managed to say. "It was a hell of a night!" "Have you ever done anything like that since?" I asked "A few times. But always with Marc as a participant. I think he enjoys it nearly as much as I do!" "Maybe more!" Marc interjected. "Damn, Marc, that must have been so hot! I wish that I -" "What? You wish that you could join in too, Dave?" Marc interrupted. "Shouldn't be a problem, should it Angie?" My head turned back and forth between my two friends like a spectator at a tennis match. Angie was smiling widely. She shrugged and I looked back at Marc. "You fancy a bit of fun, Dave?" he asked casually. As my attention was drawn back to his wife, I could see that Angie was slowly undoing her white blouse. I knew that she wasn't wearing anything underneath it but, as the last buttons popped and the garment fell open, I still found myself gasping out loud as her large, soft breasts tumbled free. "I think Dave likes your tit's, baby!" Marc cried. "Why don't you show him a little more?" Slack-jawed, I continued watching as Angie stood up. She kicked off her shoes and pulled the short black skirt sexily down her legs and stepped out of it. The panties were next and she smiled at me as she peeled the underwear slowly over her rounded behind and let them slide the rest of the way down to her stockinged feet. I stared at her neatly trimmed vagina and felt my cock grow another notch; she really was a sexy looking slut! "Why don't we all go into your spare bedroom, Dave?" Angie asked as she stood, hands on hips and pouting slightly. I led the way. It seemed like a long time since I'd actually spoken and, for fear of saying something totally stupid, I decided to keep it that way! The spare bed was already made up in anticipation of Angie and Marc staying over and Angie immediately jumped onto the mattress and looked down at Marc and myself. "Time for you two to get naked!" she cried. I looked over at my friend to see him already stripping his shirt and undoing his pants. Not wanting to get left behind I began to do likewise. An irritating image of my wife, Coral flitted through my head, but I knew she would be completely comatose by now; a full Roman orgy complete with music and toga's wouldn't have roused her now! Angie kneeled on the side of the bed making space for Marc and I, now completely nude, to climb up. We sat at the head of the bed and proudly presented to large, erect cocks for her inspection. "Ohhhhh!!" Angie exclaimed as her hand slipped between her thighs, "two big dicks just for me!" "Yep, just for you, baby!" Marc laughed, "Why don't you show us something nasty?" With a smile, Angie sat back on the bed facing us. Her long stockinged legs spread wide and she dipped her middle finger into her mouth to moisten it. Both Marc and I held our erections tightly in our fists and squeezed ourselves as we watched Angie play with herself. Her finger came down from her mouth and towards her pussy. She moaned softly as she parted her labia and gently rubbed across her hard clit. I could see that she was already very wet; as her finger entered and withdrew from her honeypot, the digit glistened with her moisture. Angie began to masturbate more rapidly as her husband and I looked on. Two fingers penetrated her slippery looking cunt while her thumb rotated ever more quickly over the throbbing nub of her exposed clitoris. Her voice rose in pitch as her other hand squeezed and pulled at her hard nipples while she continued to poke herself; Marc and I could both tell that she was heading for a massive climax. Angie's orgasm took us all by surprise - even her, I think. He legs trembled and her stockinged toes pointed and curled (a very erotic sight). Her ass rose nearly a foot from the bed and her fingers flashed in and out of her wet hole as the juice began to flow. She moaned and cried out, almost screaming as she came; the climax seeming to last a full three or four minutes. "Damn! I cum so hard when I know I'm being watched!" Angie breathed as she finally came down from her orgasm. "Now all I wanna do is get me some cock!" "Right here for ya, sweetie!" Marc laughed, "come and get it!" In a second, Angie had snuggled up between us on the bed. Her fingers lost no time in reaching out and grasping the two thick tools that were being offered her. I gasped as I felt her cool touch on my shaft; her fingers still wet and sticky with her vaginal fluid. I felt the silky gossamer of her stockings as she draped a leg over each of us, spreading her legs so that her still leaking cunt was open and her cute ass exposed. As Angie expertly manipulated our cocks, I looked over at Marc. His eyes were tight shut and he was moaning softly. I could see his tool throbbing as his wife jerked him and watched as his hips began to buck involuntarily. I knew that sign and was well aware that he was about to cum at any moment. Angie also sensed her husband's impending climax and leaned over him, opening her mouth and swallowing his twitching tool deep into her throat. I heard Marc gasp and buck his hips up towards her. His cock was buried in her mouth to the hilt and he groaned loudly as he started to cum. I watched Angie's throat muscles contract as she began to swallow her husband's seed. Her eyes closed in an expression of grateful lust as his emission poured out into her mouth. Marc squirmed and twitched as the last remnants of his sperm spurted out and as Angie smacked her lips appreciatively, I could see traces of his cum on her lips. "Mmmm! That was nice!" Angie exclaimed licking specks of semen from her painted lips, "but what I really need is a big cock inside me! Feel like helping me with that, Dave?" How could I refuse? As her husband sat back and continued to massage his surprisingly still hard cock, Angie kneeled on the bed with her cute behind facing me. It occurred to me that this position was almost an exact replica of the one in the story she had told us earlier and I wondered if this was one of her favourites. As if hearing my unasked question, Angie turned her head and whispered to me over her shoulder. "I love being fucked from behind, Dave. Put your cock in me Dave. Slam it in me deeply!" No sooner were the words out of her mouth than I was up behind her with my cock throbbing and pointing at her wet open hole. I took a deep breath and eased myself in. I gasped as the heat of her cunt enveloped me and her internal muscles gripped my shaft in a vice-like grip. She was tight; really tight! I held my breath as I pushed in deeper. I could see Marc becoming quickly aroused again and smiled as I thought of how watching his wife getting fucked by another man turned him on so much. But Marc wasn't prepared to just watch. Kneeling in front of his slut-wife he held her chin up. Angie opened her mouth willingly and accepted his tool deep into her throat again. Marc and I began to fuck Angie from both ends. One moment I was pushing her forwards with my cock buried in her tight pussy and the next Marc was pushing her back, powerfully thrusting his now solid tool down into her throat. Angie's groans were a mere strangled splutter, but I could tell from the copious amount of fluid that was leaking back onto my cock that she was enjoying an almost continuous orgasm. I had started slowly but now began to pick up the pace a little. Angie's tight pussy felt wet and slippery as I pounded myself into her body. My hands sought out her hanging breasts and my fingers teased and tweaked the pebble-hard nipples much to her obvious delight and arousal. Marc's hands held her head steady as he deep-fucked her throat with long strokes; grunting with satisfaction every time he thrust into her. It was clear that neither of us would be able to hold out much longer. "Let's cum on the slut's tits!" Marc suddenly cried. This idea was fine with me. From my earlier exploration with my hands I knew that Angie had lovely breasts with hard pink nipples. It would be a pleasure to release the contents of my balls on them, I thought! Angie also seemed impressed with her husband's suggestion and quickly adjusted her position so that she lay back between us. Her hands cupped the swell of her heaving breasts and her fingers flicked almost viciously at the throbbing nipples - I could almost see them change colour to a deep, flushed red. The sight of Angie's tortured boobs was suddenly too much for me. I felt my balls contract and that feeling that tells you of an impending climax. The rush of adrenalin hit me like a freight train and my sudden release took even me by surprise. As soon as I had started to cum, Marc followed me. Angie cooed as our two spurting cocks emptied themselves onto her tits. Having only cum the once, my emission was far stronger than my friends' and several large globs of sperm shot up and coated Angie's face and hair. The effect on Angie was almost electric. Her back arched and her hips raised as she crashed into yet another deep climax. Marc and I watched her whole body shake as the juice oozed from her abused and open vagina. I could clearly see her clitoris, exposed and hard, as it twitched involuntarily. By the time we had all recovered it was far too late for Marc and Angeline to return home and they both crawled under the covers to sleep in the spare room. I thought about joining them - as I knew I would be welcome - but the thought of Coral waking in the morning and discovering our little threesome was worrying enough to warrant me returning to my own room and slipping in next to my sleeping wife. The next morning, Coral was already dressed and downstairs before I awoke. Slowly, and with a the mother and father of all headaches (that seemed intent on making a lot of little baby headaches), I padded down the stairs. The door to the spare bedroom was open and Coral was busy stripping sheets from the empty bed. It seemed that marc and Angie were long gone. "God, those two never seem to be able to get enough of each other!" Coral remarked as I stood in the doorway. "Huh?" "Angeline and Marc. This bedroom smells like a brothel! You wouldn't think that just two people could have so much sex!" I quirky little smile crossed my face and I turned towards the kitchen to hide the expression. The thought of having to explain myself then made my head ache worse than ever! The End After Dinner Surprise This is a true story that happened about 10 years ago. "I invited Cathy over for dinner and a soak in the hot tub tonight" announced my wife, Tracey, out of the blue. Cathy had been divorced for about two years and had met Tracey and me a couple of months previously at a school function. "OK", I said and added facetiously "but does she know we don't wear clothes in the hot tub?" When Tracey replied "Oh, I don't think that will worry her", I was surprised and my interest was really sparked because all I remembered about Cathy was that she was petite and gorgeous and somewhat demure. Dinner that night was a lot of fun with much wine consumed by all three of us and some nervousness on my part because I had no idea how Cathy would react when the time came to use the tub. Would she be happy to strip or would we all have to wear swimsuits (that would be a disappointment!) The conversation during dinner started mundanely but gradually became more personal as Cathy talked about her ex-husband and that the two brief and sexual encounters she had had since - the latest with a black man, whom she described as "huge where it counted". You can imagine how that made me feel knowing I would probably soon be exposing my own fairly average equipment. The big moment came after dinner when Tracey suggested we take our glasses and adjourn to the tub. I, in light of the recent conversation, stripped off and jumped as quickly as I could into the tub. Tracey was next and she showed no embarrassment as she stripped and stepped slowly into the tub, giving me an eyeful, as she always did, of her cunt, knowing that it turned me on. Cathy then modestly turned her back while she stripped and slid quickly into the tub on the other side of me, but not so quickly that I didn't get a good look. Now I was getting excited! Tracey is tall and willowy with smallish pert breasts and a light dusting of blonde pubic hair over a very pronounced pubic mound while Cathy is short and petite with a narrow waist accentuating large breasts and a small patch of dense black pubic hair. I had to say something to break the tension so I blurted out "Wow, your breasts certainly don't show that you've had two kids Cathy." ( smooth right?) but with that, Cathy raised her breasts out of the water, stroked them with her hands and said "Thanks Mike, they are nice aren't they?" I was stunned and Tracey, laughing, said "Oh, put your tits away Cathy and stop trying to seduce my husband". Now I was silent, my hopes dashed but with two beautiful naked women on either side, how was I going to carry on a social conversation. My heart was racing and my throat had dried up already. What came next really threw me because while sex between Tracey and me had always been good, it was fairly conventional. Tracey asked Cathy "So what was it like fucking a black man?" "Well, he had great equipment and the actual fucking was great" replied Cathy "but he relied totally on his size and wasn't very good in other departments, you know, like eating cunt." I could not believe that my wife and this seemingly shy woman were using words normally only used by men. I decided to stay out of this conversation and just listen, especially because Tracey's hand had crept up my thigh and was now fondling my erection as she said "Well, I certainly don't have any complaints in that regard." "So what kind of sex do you like Tracey?" asked Cathy. Just where was this conversation going? "Don't give away too many secrets Tracey" I managed to squeak out. "I know it's unusual" said Tracey "but I love sucking cock - and I also enjoy being fucked in arse provided it's gentle" Now I was embarrassed and I'm damn sure it showed in my face, but that could have just been because Tracey's fingers were now lightly playing over the top of my cock and I was trying not to come, an attempt that almost failed when Cathy replied "Actually I love sucking cock too, although my last boyfriend was so big I could hardly get my mouth around it, but I have never been fucked in the arse - I don't think I would enjoy it." Then Tracey turned to me and teasingly said "Actually Cathy and I have talked about this before and we have a favour to ask of you." "What's that?" I asked as I felt a hand on the other side slide up my thigh. Now I was visibly trembling with excitement. "Well, you are fantastic at eating my cunt but of course I have never been able to watch how you do it, even when we use a mirror your head is in the way. So....I want to watch you eat Cathy's cunt. It will satisfy my curiosity and I know it will show Cathy just how good cunnilingus can be." By this time both Tracey's and Cathy's hands were playing with my balls and stroking my cock, so I was barely able to stammer "Well what man wouldn't accept that invitation?" "But before we do that" Tracey interrupted "as a reward, we will take turns sucking your cock so that you can tell us who has the best technique". I was speechless, so Cathy suggested I sit up on the side of the hot tub while she went first. Unlike Tracey, who usually starts at the top, Cathy started by flicking her tongue over my balls and then licking slowly up the shaft until she swirled her tongue over the glans and then back down again. This was different and exciting, especially since Tracey was watching avidly. Cathy repeated this four or five times (I lost count) and then placed her lips over the glans and began sucking it like a teat. I don't know what was exciting me more, my wife's friend sucking my cock or my wife becoming so excited watching. Abruptly she stopped and Tracey took over, using her technique of holding the top in her mouth for a few seconds without moving and then sliding her lips down the shaft until they reached the base, at which point my cock was deep in her throat. She repeated this a few times until I said "I'm going to come!" at which point Cathy grabbed the base of my cock and squeezed tight, whispering "Not yet you're not!" These two gorgeous women then swapped places again and Cathy imitated Tracey's technique until the head of my cock was in her throat, at which point she released her hold on the base and I exploded down her throat as she rapidly swallowed, but not fast enough to prevent a dribble of cum running out of her mouth. "Wow!" said Tracey, who had watched closely "that was unbelievable! I don't think you have ever come so much!" I was in no state to comment as my softening cock was still firmly in Cathy's mouth. At that point, Tracey suggested we go back into the house, have another glass of wine, and continue the adventure, as she put it. "Now it's my turn" demanded Cathy as she lasciviously sat on the couch in front of us and spread her legs, exposing herself to our inspection. Beneath the small bush of black hair, her cunt was beautiful - small outer lips framing larger and slightly open inner lips with a very pronounced clitoris, already peeking out from under it's hood. Very different from Tracey's, whose outer lips totally conceal the inner lips until the are separated. Tracey sat on the floor beside me, watching intently as I began to enjoy the delicious flavour and aroma of her girlfriend, slowly using the tip of my tongue to travel from her arsehole to her cunt and then running it between the outer and inner lips on each side to the clit. I could feel Tracey's breath on my face as I repeated this until Cathy was so tense I could see the muscles in her thighs. Then, as I probed my tongue deep into her hole, ran it hard up the center of her cunt and sucked her clit, she screamed and Tracey gasped. I stopped for about 5 seconds in spite of her pleas to continue and then I started the process again, realizing in the interim that Tracey was playing with herself with one hand and using the other to again fondle my cock. I then probed just the tip of my finger into Cathy's arsehole as I continued to lick and suck her until she screamed again, lifted her arse right off the couch, grabbed the back of my head and literally began fucking herself with my nose and came hard, her legs shuddering, her arsehole spasming around my finger and her cunt creaming my entire face. Tracey moaned in my ear as she came as well and by this time, of course, I was rock hard again. "So now I know how you give me such incredible orgasms" Tracey said and, to my great satisfaction, Cathy agreed "Fuck huge cocks!" she said (I'm not sure she intended the pun) "Give me a man with an expert tongue any day". "Now, quick, it's my turn" Tracey said. "Mike, I want you to fuck Cathy while she eats my cunt". Cathy objected at first, saying that she had never made love to a woman. "Nor have I" said Tracey "but it will be interesting to see whether you can do it better than Mike". Tracey then sat on the couch, exposing herself just as Cathy had done while Cathy knelt in front of her and I knelt behind Cathy. Then another surprise "Cathy's never been fucked in the arse, I want you to do it to her" explained Tracey. Cathy expressed concern but we were all so horny, she was willing to try anything, especially when I promised to be gentle. So, as Cathy began eating my wife's cunt, I positioned my cock at the entrance to her arsehole, which was quite well lubricated, and began to press. As she seized up, I told her to clench her arse tight and then release it, and, as she did so, I gently pushed the tip in and, with great restraint, held it there for a while. Then I told her to clench it and release it again and this time I slid right in. "Wow! That's actually exciting" she exclaimed in a rather muffled voice as her mouth was otherwise occupied. I couldn't see exactly what Cathy was doing but it took no more than a few minutes for Tracey to come, pushing Cathy's face into her crotch and then releasing her, ordering us to "stay exactly where you are" - not a difficult order to follow as, by this time I had developed a steady rhythm plugging Cathy's arse. Tracey must still have been really horny because she immediately squirmed her way under us, so that her head was between Cathy's legs as she said "I want a really close look!" . At that point she used her hand to play in turn with Cathy's cunt and my balls while she watched my cock plunging in and out of her friend's arse. Almost immediately, Cathy came again, her arse spasming around my cock this time and that sent me over the edge, filling her arse with what seemed like a gallon of cum. As I softened and my cock slipped out, Tracey took it into her mouth and sucked it clean, after which we showered together, had another drink and arranged dinner for next week. Tracey's parting comment as we said goodnight to Cathy was "I've got something else in mind for next week, have you ever shaved your cunt?" I couldn't wait, but it turned out to be worth it. After Dinner Surprise Mark and Dianne had just moved into the neighborhood and were still unpacking when my wife and I decided welcome them to the neighborhood. We had picked up a bottle of wine as a welcoming gift the day before. It was around 7:30 when we walked across the street to introduce ourselves. My wife Marsha pressed the button for the door bell. Dianne opened the door, dressed in sweats and wearing a headband. She was much more attractive than I thought up close. Average sized and very firm tits, and a very slim body. My wife could tell I was looking her over, and poked me with her elbow. "Hello, my name is Marsha, and this is my husband David." My wife said. "We just wanted to welcome you to the neighborhood." "Come in." She said. "My name is Dianne. My husband Mark is upstairs trying to assemble the bed." "Mark!" She called out. "Our new neighbors are here to say hello. Come on down for a minute will you?" "Just a minute" Mark said from upstairs."I am just in the middle of getting the frame together." "Maybe I should go and give him a hand." I said. "Why don't you two get acquainted." I found my way upstairs and followed the cursing and swearing until I came to the main bedroom. There was Mark, trying to get the bottom of the frame attached to the headboard. It didn't look like it was going to fit. "Mark?" I asked. "I'm Dave, you neighbor from across the street. I thought I might give you a hand." "Pleasure to meet you." He said. "I can't seem to get the ends of this frame to match the headboard." "You need to adjust the width of the frame inward a bit." I told him. "Leave the bolts slightly loose until it matches." I kneeled down and loosened the bolts on the cross beams. "Now try it." "Hey! Good fit. Just let me tighten these up." Mark said. "Glad I could be of assistance." I said. "Anything else you need help with? I know setting up after a move is a real pain, and very tiring." "Well, I could use some help moving the furniture and mattresses in. It would be nice to sleep in the bed tonight." I spent the next two hours helping him move all of the bedroom furniture in. We had to adjust the frame of the bed twice to get the right fit for the mattress. We also managed to get the heavier boxes in as well. We pushed those into the closet so they would be out of the way. We went downstairs and I could hear Dianne and Marsha talking in the kitchen. They were unpacking boxes of dishes and putting them into the cupboards. "The bedroom is pretty much ready." Mark said. "The boxes are in the closet ready to be unpacked." "Great!" Dianne said. "I'll get started as soon as we finish the last two boxes here" Marsha piped up. "I'll give you a hand with those as well, if it is ok?" "That would be great!" Dianne said. "It will make things go much quicker." Mark and I went out to the garage to start putting together some of the living room furniture. We talked for a bit about our jobs, and the neighborhood. Mark was an architect and Dianne was a secretary. I mentioned I was a mechanic, and that Marsha stayed at home and worked odd jobs to keep herself busy. I guess it had been a few hours before Marsha opened the door to the garage. "I think it's time to go. It's getting late and you need to get to work in the morning" Marsha said. "Dianne invited us over for dinner on Friday night. Looks like Mark is going to be getting some use out of his new Barbeque." "That would be great!" said Mark. "I have been dying to use it!" "So, Friday night it is then." I said. "Need us to bring anything?" "No, we should have everything we need." He said. "How about 6:30 - 7:00 O'clock?" "Sounds good!" Marsha said. "See you then." As we walked back to the house we both agreed that they were a nice couple and that the neighborhood would be a good fit for them. Friday night rolled around and we were getting ready to go over to the neighbors. Marsha was wearing a tight fitting pair of shorts, and a tank top that showed off her very ample breasts. I dressed in a loose shirt, and a pair of Bermuda shorts. I had picked up a case of beer the night before just in case. It's not polite to arrive without some type of gift. We walked across the street and rang the door bell. Mark answered. "Welcome neighbors!" He said. "Oh good! You brought some beer. I managed to get some rum and whisky earlier. I didn't have a chance to pick up any beer." "No problem." I said. "What are neighbors for?" He led us out to the back deck. There was a small table with four chairs, and what had to be the biggest barbeque I had ever seen. They had a large back yard, surrounded by trees. Very private. Mark and I both opened a beer and started talking about the barbeque when Dianne came out from the kitchen. She was wearing a full length summer dress. When she turned you could just barely see that she wasn't wearing anything underneath. I felt a twinge in my crotch at that point. I hoped no one noticed. Mark started getting the steaks off the grill and we all sat down. It was a great dinner. The food was fantastic, and the wine was very good. Marsha had a bit too much I think. After dinner it was suggested that we retire to the living room and watch a movie. As we entered the living room, Mark mentioned that he had managed to get the sound system set up. There was a big screen TV and two small couches. We sat on one couch and they on the other. The movie started and we were leaning back and relaxing. Marsha had her head on my shoulder and I had my arm around her. To tell the truth I don't remember the name of the movie, but there was a scene where a couple was making out in bed. This kind of aroused me. Marsha could feel my cock growing since it was pressing into her side. She gave it a small rub. "Later!" she whispered. I tried to concentrate on not being aroused. I looked over and was surprised to see Dianne had her hand inside of Mark's shorts. I could see that she was stoking his cock. Mark had his hand down the top of Dianne's dress, playing with her breasts. I tapped Marsha on the shoulder and nodded in their direction. Marsha was completely surprised. I could see that her nipples were hardening through her tank top as she watched the scene. Without a word, Dianne slid off the couch, and undid Mark's shorts and released his cock. It was very erect. Dianne started by running her tongue up and down the shaft slowly. When she reached the top she slipped his entire cock into her mouth. She move up and down slowly, while using her hand. Mark had his head back and his eyes closed. I could see Dianne watching us through the corner of her eye as she gave her husband what looked like a fabulous blow job. Marsha was just staring in disbelief. I don't think she knew what to do. At this point I was as hard as a rock and I needed to get loose from my shorts. I reached over and pulled Marsha's tank top down revealing her tits. I grabbed the closest one and wrapped my lips around the nipple. I sucked very hard. While I was doing this I was undoing my shorts. I let my cock spring out. I grabbed Marsha's hand and wrapped her fingers around the shaft. I even had to move her hand up and down to get her started. Meanwhile Dianne had completely removed her dress and had climbed up on the couch. She had her pussy over Mark's face and she was grinding her hips. Mark was stroking his cock while he ate Dianne's pussy. I could see that Dianne was about to have a very good orgasm. I turned back to Marsha. She was still stroking my cock. Her nipples were sticking straight out. I pulled the top of her shorts out a bit and managed to get my hand down to her pussy. I have never felt her this wet in all the time we had been together. She let go of my cock and leaned back to give me better access. I Managed to get two fingers into her while I rubbed her clit with my thumb. The whole time I was doing this she was watching the action on the other couch. Mark had pulled Dianne down and pushed her into the couch. Her ass was sticking straight up and he had just slipped his cock into her. He started slowly at first. I could see the juices from her pussy on his cock. She was really wet. Mark put his hand on both of Dianne's hips and started thrusting as hard as he could. The slapping noises were very loud. I managed to get Marsha's shorts off and I pulled her tank top over her head. She was laying back with her feet on the floor. I positioned myself between her legs and pushed my cock into her as far as it would go. Unlike Mark, I did not start slowly. I pounded Marsha with all I had. I felt her pussy tighten up and her body started shaking. It was an intense orgasm. I wasn't ready to cum yet so I pulled out. I dropped and buried my face in Marsha's pussy. I ate like I have never done before. Marsha was totally enthralled with the scene on the other couch. Mark was now sitting and Dianne had lowered herself onto him. She had her hands on his shoulders and was lifting herself up and down. I looked at Marsha through her pubic hair and I could see her now staring back at me. I could feel the rush in her pussy. That told me another orgasm was on the way. Just when I thought it was going to happen, I felt something different on my cock. I looked down to see that Dianne had slid under me and had pulled my cock into her mouth. She was sucking on the head, and running her tongue in small circles on the underside. What an incredible feeling. When I looked up there was Mark kneeling on the couch. Marsha had his cock in her hand and was stroking it. I watched as she pulled Mark forward by his cock, and wrapped her lips around the shaft. Mark put both hands around the back of her head and fucked her mouth as hard as he could. Marsha didn't even flinch. I let go of Marsha's pussy and slipped down to get a better position on Dianne. She spread her legs and guided my cock into her. She started bucking her hips up and down really fast. A sign she wanted it hard and fast. I managed to lift myself up a bit and started pounding her pussy with all my strength. When I looked up Marsha had climbed up to the top of the couch and had her legs spread. Mark was ramming his cock into her as fast as he could. Her nails were digging into his ass leaving scratches. She had an orgasm right there. She bit her lip to keep the sound down. I could tell by the grunting that Mark was getting close. He pulled his cock out, and Marsha reached down and stroked him hard and fast. He shot his load all over her stomach, pussy, and all the way up to her face. She kept stroking him well after he had unloaded. I looked down at Dianne and I could see she was in the middle of an Orgasm. I felt her pussy tighten up and that was enough to send me over the edge. I pulled out and reached down to stroke it. That's when Marsha scrambled down and grabbed my cock. She sucked for a few seconds and then stroked me until I exploded. I shot my cum all over Dianne and into Marsha's hair. Dianne leaned up and took my cock into her mouth and milked it with her hand. I had never in my life seen Marsha this excited. She went back to Mark, and fucked him again. Dianne was giving me a blowjob while I watched Mark fuck my wife. I was so turned on I let go inside Dianne's mouth. She swallowed it all and squeezed out some more. When Mark came Marsha let him shoot his load all over the outside of her pussy and down the crack of her ass. At this point we had all started to calm down a bit. "Well... that was um... Interesting" I said. "I wasn't expecting that" I looked at Marsha and she blushed. "Every once in a while Mark and I just go all out." Dianne said. "Either at home or at a private club. It helps us relax and it's a great stress reliever." "I can't argue with that." I said. I think Marsha enjoyed it. Marsha looked at me and smiled just a little bit. I could sense she was uncomfortable with it all. "Marsha my dear, It's ok if you liked it! There is nothing wrong with it, and it doesn't change the way I feel about you." I said. She seemed to be a bit relieved. I guess she figured that I would be upset for her fucking Mark like that. We started getting dressed through the conversation. Then all at once it was silent. It started to get uncomfortable so Dianne broke the silence. "Same time next week?" she said. "Only this time I want to spend a little time with Marsha!" Mark smiled. "I have no problem with that! How about you Dave?" I looked at Marsha and could see that she was all for it. "Same time next week then!" I said. We left and started the walk across the street. I looked over to Marsha. "I never thought you would ever go for something like that." I said. She looked back. "Well I didn't either, although I fantasized about something like this off and on." She Smirked. "I also should warn you that Mark can be a bit Bi-sexual at times. He likes to suck cock! At least that's what Dianne told me." I thought for a moment. "Let me deal with that when the time comes."