0 comments/ 9208 views/ 0 favorites Strange By: Sir Alex 4 U I wake up seeing your face silhouetted in the early morning sun. To me, you look like an angel. Your blonde hair arranged about your face almost like it was on purpose. A small smile parts your lips as you dream wonderful dreams. As I watch you sleeping peacefully, I think back on all the years of love and passion we have shared. The lines that have defined your beautiful features are a little stronger now. But you are more beautiful today, this moment, than you have ever been before. The almost unnoticed strands of gray hair highlighting the effect of holiness, I see a woman who has been through much, but has always been there for me. The good times and bad, are now almost remembered with equal fondness. Because, even in the worst of times, you have made me almost unbearably happy. I look forward to the start of each day with an eagerness befitting a man of many less years. Every morning brings with it the promise of memories yet to be made, of happiness yet to be discovered. Today, our 25th anniversary, I look into your sleeping face, and discover God. For only he could have made my life so full of happiness and beautiful memories. He made you! And you are as close to heaven as I could ever want to be. As I think these thoughts, you wake, and see me looking at you with a love born not of this world, but in a place few men have ever been. Your smile lights up your face, like no force of man or nature can. You say, in your soft sexy voice, "Good morning baby, I love you." And my heart melts yet again as I take you into my arms and hold you gently, yet with all my strength. Our embrace ignites a familiar fire. One that burns as hot as a hundred suns yet is always like the first time. When our lips meet, there is a passion stronger than ever, and hungrier than I could have ever imagined. Our hands roam familiar places, as well known to us both as our own bodies, yet always as exciting as the newest of lovers. As I kiss your neck, I smell the sweet familiarity of you, and yet, it seems as though I am discovering you yet again. You constantly, even after 25 years, remain the most exciting woman I have ever met. I enjoy the familiar feel of your soft skin against my cheek, even as I revel at the exciting sensations your soft shudder sends through my body. I am instantly hard as I sense your desire, complete and hungry. I slide my hands slowly down from your smooth cool cheeks, over your soft rounded shoulders, pausing at your supple breasts. I take each breast in my hands and lean down and gently kiss and nibble your firm nipples. You shudder again, as I continue down with my hands. I pass your still firm stomach with the practiced hands of a generation's time. Still marveling at the butterflies it causes in my stomach, I slowly, and gently, slide both my hands over your shapely hips. Slipping my hands around and cupping both your cheeks I give them a gentle squeeze. Your hips arch in anticipation of my hungry lips and tongue. As I slide my tongue down your stomach, you arch your back, and moan deeply. My tongue finally reaching your womanhood, you again shudder and moan. I work my practiced tongue around your clit and nibble lightly on your lips. Then, I begin to slowly run my tongue from the top of your sweet pussy, to the edge of your anus. It makes you shudder and squirm as I passionately nibble and suck on your clit. You push my face deeper into your pussy as you rotate your hips setting up a familiar, yet exciting, rhythm. We bond at a level known to few, as I continue to make love to your clit with my tongue and lips. Over the years we have developed the awareness of each others body to such a point, that I am able to bring you to ecstasy in only minutes. You push my face harder into your pussy as I eagerly suck and lick your clit to the height of ecstasy! You shudder almost violently as you cum on my tongue and lips. I lick and suck you clean like a man who hasn't eaten in days, though we made love only hours before. In time, the shuddering subsides. You lift my chin and look into my eyes. You again say, "I love you, " I reply in kind. You pull my head up, kiss me and embrace me like a long lost lover. You gently lay my down, and run your hands over my chest and stomach, slowly, and with a softness only dreamt of, you come closer and closer to my manhood. You circle my thighs, and take my balls into you hand gently as you bring your lips to each and give them a gentle kiss and caress. Your lips wander up to the base of my shaft, and slowly begin to kiss your way to the tip. You very slowly, begin to take me in your mouth. Reaching your hands under my ass, you take me all the way in, and pull my ass to you even harder as I arch my back to meet your hungry lips. Your hungry mouth and tongue work my shaft in and out of your mouth, while giving a constant barrage of quick licks and long slow strokes. I lay back and enjoy, nothing on my mind but you and I. You move a little faster, setting off a tidal wave of sensations. I feel the pressure building, and I take your hair in my hands and help you set the rhythm that we have perfected over the years. Suddenly, just as I am about to cum, I WAKE. I am startled, and for a moment confused. Then I remember, and I slowly lay back and cry. Cause I know that we have yet to meet, and we have our whole lives still ahead of us! And the tears I shed are not for the loss, but for the exciting future that lays ahead for us! This is my dream, can it come true? Strange Shaking the cold off my shoulders, I opened our front door and stepped inside. Nikita stumbled into the house, giggling as she struggled inside. Jay and Jackie quickly followed suit. I walked carefully into the kitchen and grabbed the whiskey and coke out of the fridge. Lumbering footsteps indicated Jay was approaching. "The girls are hot, bro," he smirked. We had just returned from the local strip club. Jezebel's is easily the best club in the area, and the four of us did not waste an opportunity to engage in some debauchery. The girls had drunk with reckless abandon, and in typical fashion, could not hide their arousal. "I know, right?" Just then, mischievous laughter drifted from the living room. I glanced knowingly at Jay. "Help me with these drinks." Coming around the corner, I saw an obviously guiltless Jackie sitting innocently on our love seat, and Nikita across the room leaning against the open window, grinning like a Cheshire cat. My wife's poker face is awful when she is feeling it, and this was no exception. "Is it just me, or is it warm in here? Whew!" She wore strapped high heels with a loose-fitting black dress that ended just below her smooth and hairless cunt, a plunging V-cut that nearly exposed her perfect, voluptuous breasts. Her body was a temple of sexual desire. I joked sometimes about her being my "perfect Amazon." Nikita stood tall at 5'9" with strong and statuesque legs that I loved to have wrapped around me as we fucked. Her breasts had grown over the years, now large D cups with puffy, quarter sized nipples. I loved when she rode me, her nipples swinging precariously in front of my anxious mouth. A bundle of hyper sexual nerves, she was site to behold. Leaving the window open, she sauntered over to me, walking quite well on 4 inch heels for as tipsy as she was. I offered her something to wet her whistle, which she eagerly accepted. Taking a long, deep drink, she winked at me. "Sit down, big boy." Using only her fingertips, she pushed me onto the couch. I glanced over at Jay and gave him a nod. Not bad, the nod said. Not bad at all. Jackie seemed to be following a similar path as Jay was sitting on the couch enjoying the view. Jackie is, like Nikita, tall with long, slender legs that seem to go on for miles. Her Air Force training had put her in fine physical condition, strong and lean. Her breasts were not nearly as big as Nikita's, but she had nothing to be ashamed of, touting perky B cups. Nikita had taken some risque photos of Jackie for Jay once, and having taken a peek, I knew her areolas were large and pink with small eraser sized nipples greedily jutting out. Tonight, she wore tight blue jeans and high heeled boots, with a cleavage baring spaghetti strap top hugging her slight frame. Tepid pressure gripped my crotch and I returned my attention to my gorgeous wife. She ran her long fingers gently over the underside of my cock, stirring it to life. She abandoned my phallus and deftly removed my shoes and socks. Wasting no time, my shirt and pants were gone as well. Feeling a bit exposed, I looked at Jay. He too, was nude. He wasn't hard yet, but from the looks of it, he would probably end of just short of seven inches, and quite thick at the head. I admired it from afar. Jay is a large guy, over 6 feet tall and broad shouldered. Combine that with the crazy look he generally had, and this was not a man to be messed with. Not cut, but quite muscular. We had known each other for a few years now, and I considered him my closest friend. "So, Jackie and I were thinking," Nikita whispered hotly into my ear, "that maybe tonight we could try something different." She wrapped her hands around my cock and began to slowly pump my pulsating member. "What do you think?" The same conversation seemed to be occurring on the opposite side of the room. Jay shrugged his shoulders at me. I shrugged my shoulders back. "I think we can live with it," I replied. "on one condition." I pulled her face close to mine spoke softly but forcefully into her ear. "Fuck the shit out of him." A wicked smile quickly formed on her lips and she leaned forward and engaged me in a deep tongue kiss, her tongue anxiously searching for mine. "Are you sure?" She looked at me intently. "Absolutely. But I want to watch, too. I want to see you cum for him." Another quick kiss and she stood up. Jackie and her met in the middle and passed each other without a word spoken. I watched Nikita approach Jay slowly and purposefully. He sat with his legs slightly spread, watching her with rapt attention. When she finally reached him, she stopped short and bent over to him. She placed her hands on either side of his head and sucked on his bottom lip and rendered a modest moan. Nikita slid her hands down the couch and dropped to her knees, never breaking contact with his lips. His hands caressed her sides as her hands slid lower and lower. Nikita let her fingers find his hardness and Jay shuddered at the contact. She broke their kiss and sucked his nipple into her mouth, no doubt using her tongue to flick the sensitive nub. Jay arched his back and closed his eyes. She released her grip on his nipple and settled her head into his lap. She gently caressed his balls with her hot and rough tongue, licking all around. His cock now stood big and proud, a purple head at its peak. She pulled his cock down towards her and took half of it in her mouth. The sudden sensation caused Jay's hands to fly to the sides of her head. "Oh, god," he whispered. Nikita drew his cock out of her mouth. "Nikita will do," she replied. Not missing a beat, she dove her head back onto his slick meat. Bobbing her head expertly, she soon had him writhing under her pressure. Sensing him approaching an edge she wasn't ready for him to reach, she let his cock pop out of her mouth. "Help me get undressed." She lifted her foot into his lap. Jay unfastened the buckle that held the strap in place and slid the high heel off her foot. The process repeated itself and then Jay stood to assist with her dress. Truthfully, a westerly wind might have dropped the dress from her frame, but if I knew Nikita, she was enjoying her supervisory role. Jay reached around her neck and found the knot that held the garment to my wife's body and gave it a tug. It came apart easily and suddenly, Niki stood nude before him. A smile began to play on his lips as I watched him drink in every inch of my wife's lovely body. Her long and strong legs rose confidently from the floor to her shaven cunt, which I could know see was quite wet. Her chest heaved with her growing sexual excitement, causing her shapely bosom to rise and fall in time. He gave a low whistle, raising his eyebrows. She grinned at him and pushed him hard back onto the couch. He settled into the middle of the love seat, eagerly awaiting his sexy, sexy treat. Jackie reached over and cupped my stone-like cock and said quietly, "I want to watch them, too. Let's wait." I nodded my approval and turned my attention back to the scene playing out in front of me. Nikita had fallen back to her knees and was greedily suckling on Jay's cock. Glancing over her shoulder with his cock still in her mouth, she noticed us voyeurs on the other side of the room, Jackie absentmindedly stroking my almost painfully hard cock, mouth wet with anticipation. Nikita dramatically whipped her shoulder length auburn hair around her head, setting a perfect stage for her expert cock sucking. She let her tongue drag along and around his violet and pulsating crown, occasionally sucking his length into her mouth. She stood slowly, rising from her knees. She let her hands wander up her legs as she rose, running her fingertips along her sides to her milky white breasts. She massaged them in her hands, pinching her nipples, yielding a low moan as she did. Jay looked like he would burst out of his skin any moment, and Nikita took notice. She smiled at his impetuousness, enjoying the control she had. Nikita straddled Jay's legs and reached for his cock. Pointing it at her wet and wonton hole, she lowered herself onto his impressive meat. Jackie and I scooted to the end of the couch to get better vantage points. Nikita's face did not disappoint. She scrunched up her face in pleasure as his thick rod penetrated her wet slit. She stopped when she had fully engulfed him and let out a sigh. "Awesome," she moaned. Her hips began to grind back and forth, boring down on his considerable pole. Jay held her and brought his hips up to push his dick deeper into her pussy. They eventually reached a mutually satisfying rhythm, each bucking their hips in time. Nikita threw her head back, nearly breathless, as Jay grasped for her breasts, needing them, almost an erotic compulsion,and brought her perfect little nipples into his mouth. Another moan, more focused this time. She was getting close. "Oh, god, fuck me Jay! Oh, please fuck me! Don't stop," she almost pleaded with him. He dropped his hands under her ass and nearly dropped her on the floor. She caught herself with her hands, deep blue eyes blazing and flipped her body over on the soft carpet, sticking her wet sex into the air. Jay wasted no time in knee walking to Nikita and positioning the bulbousy head at her wet entrance. He slammed his rod into her, making an audible smack as his heavy balls made contact with her pussy. "Oh, fuck yea," she cried out. "Oh, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! God, right there." Jay will suffice, I thought to myself. He punished her hot box with his fuckstick over and over again, his nuts slapping against her wetness. She braced her hands on the floor in front of her and pushed hard against his tool. Oh, she was close. She began whimpering, begging for the release that would liberate her swollen cunt. Her head rose and met my gaze. I blew a kiss at her and smiled, silently encouraging her to explode around his cock. She returned my smile with a half-wild grin of her own, but only for a moment. "Ooooooh, uhhhhhhh, oh yea," she moaned through clenched teeth. "Don't stop, please don't stop." Jay kept up the pace, sweat glistening off his brow. His cock became machine-like, a meaty piston relentlessly plunging into her cunt. The orgasm seemed to rip through her and silence her vocal cords. No words were needed, as her face, twisted in ecstasy and joy, told the story. She buckled underneath his weight and attempted to keep her legs from giving out beneath her. Jay's face now bright red, he called out, "I'm gonna cum. Mmmmm..." He pulled out of her pussy and she spun around to meet his pulsating member. She grabbed his cock, wet with her carnal juices and pumped the shaft in a blistering fashion. She rose to her knees and clothed her wet lips around the head, still milking his throbbing cock. His hips suddenly jerked and he reached out to the couch to steady himself. Nikita kept her mouth wrapped tightly around the crown, holding it captive, and coaxed every bit of cum from his spitting snake. She removed her mouth and swallowed what seemed to be an ample load. He collapsed on the floor, letting his arms lay above his head. Nikita swallowed once more, and then her gaze rose to meet mine. That was pretty frickin' hot, and she knew I thought so. She licked her lips, gathering any cum that may not have hit the mark. "Your turn," she said huskily. Hot breath blew across my ear lobes as unfamiliar fingers grazed my cock.