0 comments/ 42799 views/ 33 favorites Strangers Come Inside By: TessMackenzie Audrey came back from her run and stretched on the deck beside the back door. It was a warm evening. She could hear neighbors outside, over the fences. She could hear someone watering the garden next door. She stretched as quickly as she could, needing a drink, and went inside, through the laundry door. Nate was in the kitchen, probably cooking. It sounded like he was chopping something. "Hey," she shouted, "It's me." "Hi.' She took off her shoes, and yanked at her socks, left them in damp sweaty little balls on the laundry floor. "Is anyone else here?" she shouted. "Nope." "Vanessa isn't here yet?" "Not yet." She pulled off her running top, wriggling to get it off her arms, then took off her bra. She threw both into the washing machine and went into the kitchen in just her shorts. Nate watched her. He always watched her like this, even after three years. He liked her half-naked and sweaty and not giving a shit about open windows. She got a glass, ran water, and drank. Gulped. She left her hand under the tap for a second, then wiped it over her skin, all damp and chilly. Over her shoulders, down her tits, onto her tummy. She shivered, as cold water touched bare skin. She did it again, scooping water as she went, and felt suddenly cooler. Nate was looking at her. "What?" she said, and ran more water into the glass. "You," he said. She grinned. "You're hot," he said, and moved over to stand behind her. "Yep," she said. "I'm really fucking hot. Like sweaty. So let me cool down." He pressed his face to her shoulder, and breathed in. Breathed in the sweaty, running stink of her, and seemed to like it. He liked the messy bits of people, she thought. The messy bits of her. He liked her sweat and her smell and got really turned on if she came home and said she'd been wet all day. He was sliding his hands up and down her back, all slick and slippery with sweat. "I need a shower," she said, knowing it probably didn't make a difference, but wanting to say it anyway. "No you don't." "I'm too hot," she said. "Let me cool off." "Nope." He was kissing her back, licking her damp skin. He knelt, disappeared down behind her somewhere. "I really wouldn't," she said. "Shut up," he said, and pushed her forward onto the bench. She almost dropped the glass, and put it down quickly before she did. He pulled her shorts down, still licking her back. Kissed her leg, and the sweaty patch at the small of her back, and moved her feet wide apart. She shivered a bit, knowing what was coming. He slid his tongue into her, licked her from behind. She liked head like this. She really liked it, all raw and primal and with his tongue on her ass as much as her clit because of the angle. It was the same as her kneeling in front of him, she thought. Had all the same dodgy implications. And she liked those implications. She liked his She leaned on the bench, and he ate her out until she couldn't think. Until she was breathless and sweaty again, like she'd been ten minutes ago. "Please," she said. "Get the fuck on with it." Because sometimes he got so carried away with all his kinky sweaty stuff he forgot she might just want to fuck. "Sorry," he said, and stood up behind her, and slid himself in, and she was close, was so close to almost there that it was enough to tip her over the edge. He was grinning. He knew he was grinning as she came, because he always did. He liked to watch her, like how she got all wriggly and made odd faces. She had her back to him this time, and he couldn't see her face, but he stroked her back, and whispered he loved her. Then he fucked her, hard, just for himself. Fucked her while she lay there, only one foot barely on the ground. Fucked her until he came too, and as he did she tried to grin back at him, but she was cooling down now after the run, and couldn't bend far around enough to see. He moved back. Left her where she was, and leaned on the bench behind her. She stayed where she was, and let him look. He liked to watch her drip, afterwards. Like he was proud of his handiwork, like he'd done something clever, and at times like this, when she was about to get in the shower and it wasn't going to make a mess, she quite liked it. She liked how he got turned on just by the sight of her like this. They both stayed still, until his semen had all run down her leg. Then she turned around and pulled her shorts back up and kissed him. He was looking at her thigh. Semen had dribbled down far enough there was some showing beneath the shorts, on her leg, halfway to her knee. He was grinning at her, all horny again. She shrugged. "Go on." He knelt down and licked her knee. Then her leg, slowly. She'd never quite got this one, but didn't mind him being into it. To her, a cock that had just been inside her was nothing more than a wet cock, one that tasted a bit funny. To him, her after sex was like dessert compared to normal oral. He liked eating his semen out of her, and he also liked kissing her when she had a mouthful of it, which she assumed was related. She went along with it. Oral was oral, and oral after sex always felt nice, if he went gently, which he did. He pulled her shorts back down and ate her out, sitting her on the bench. He did it differently, made himself feel different on her, licking slower and deeper, like he was nuzzling his way into her past his own semen, or like his lips were lubed by it, or something. She'd never quite worked out what it was. After a while, all horny again, he fucked her. She didn't have to touch him, he got hard a second time just from doing that to her. Sex felt different too, more slippery and lubed, and she quite liked it. Semen was actually a pretty good lube, she'd found. Something that had really only been clear to her since she'd been with Nate. He came again, and she sat there and grinned at him and said, just thinking out loud, "You should really eat some other guy's spunk out of me one day." He blinked, and his face went a bit odd, and Audrey wondered if she'd gone too far. She didn't know why she'd said that. She'd just been sitting there, thinking, waiting for him to finish, knowing she wouldn't come a second time. He was still looking at her. She was worried, that there was some line between sexy and gross that she'd just pointed out to both of them. That he only liked his own semen, not anyone else's. She supposed it was a bit gay, now she thought about it, to have a mouthful of another man's semen, and that might worry him. "Sorry," she said. "I just said it. I wasn't meaning..." "You'd do that?" he said. And she realized no, he wasn't worried, he was turned on. "Oh," she said, and looked at him. Definitely turned on. She'd said it though, and didn't know why, but she was a bit too embarrassed to back down, now it was out there. "Yeah," she said. "All right. If you want." He got hard again. She sat there and looked at him and was really, really surprised. She didn't think they'd ever done a third time before. He'd probably been able to fuck like that once, back in the day, but he hadn't since she'd known him. Twice was the limit they'd always stuck to, at least without a rest between. He was hard, though, and looking at her like he was about to go all over her if she didn't get on with it, so she pulled him over and wrapped her legs around his and slid him back into herself. Inside her, moving, he said, "He'd have to be inside you. This man. To do that." "Yep." She had her face pressed to his shoulder. He couldn't see her, and she couldn't see him, and that made it easier to admit. "You wouldn't mind?" he said. "I don't mind." "You'd let another guy fuck you and come inside you?" She was breathless from running, and breathless from being fucked. He was hard, was really into this, was moving against her steadily. "Yes," she said, into his shoulder. "I want to see you like that," he said. "I want to see you do that." "Okay." "Someone else inside you." "Yes," she said. "I want someone else to fuck you," he said. "I want that too." "Someone else's semen dripping out of you." "Fuck me," she said, and pulled his mouth over to hers to shut him up. She was turned on, but he was talking too much. He moved faster, pushed his fingers down between them and she came quite suddenly, surprising herself. She hadn't realized this was turning her on too, not as much as it was, but she supposed sex with someone else was hot. And Nate being turned on was hot too. He kept going, groaning a little, while she held him against herself. She suddenly felt awkward, now she'd come. Now she was thinking too much, suddenly. Like she'd gone too far, and said something she shouldn't have. He seemed into it, though, He was still fucking her, still hard, on his third time. So maybe this was something to whisper about during sex, a secret turn-on they shared but never actually did. He came, and leaned against her, breathing hard. She eased him back, warm again, and slid herself over to the sink. She got her glass, ran water, sipped. He was watching her again, smirking, all smug. Proud he'd done a third time, she assumed. She kept thinking that maybe she'd gone too far. "I want to," he said. "I'm serious." She sipped, and looked at him. She was surprised, but not really given how much it had turned him on. "Okay," she said, before she thought too hard. "You would?" She nodded slowly. She wanted to. Because whatever it was for him, for her it would be having sex with other people, and they'd been together for three years, and she missed that. "Someone we know, I guess," she said. "I mean, he'd have to inside me. Like bareback." "I know." "He'd have to have sex with me," she said, thinking. "To get him there." "Or you use a turkey baster." Nate grinned. "Ah," she said. "Nope." He kept grinning. "We're really serious about this?" she said. "If you want to be, yeah." Then the doorbell rang, and Audrey slid off the bench and went to open it in just her shorts, with her arm over her tits, because she knew it was her friend Vanessa who'd been on the way over, and she knew that behind her Nate was scurrying to wipe himself with paper towels and put himself away. She heard the bin lid close and decided that meant he was safe and opened the door. "Get in here. Sorry, I'm running late." "Yeah," Vanessa said. "Slut. Of course you are. Hi Nate." Nate waved. Audrey went upstairs and got in the shower, and Vanessa sat on her bed and waited. While she washed her hair, Audrey wondered about the semen thing, and the other men thing, and about someone else coming inside her, and if Nate really was stupid enough to let her try this. She would, she knew. If he was going to let her, she knew she'd do it. It wasn't that she ached to have sex with other people all the time, but she missed it a little. If it was offered to her, if it was right there on a plate, she wouldn't turn it down. And it seemed to be on a plate. The thing she missed most about being stable and happy with Nate was not being with new people. This was the longest relationship she'd ever been in, and she'd always liked sex in the past. Three years was longer than she'd ever not been with someone new, in her life, and if Nate offered, she would willingly change that. But it wasn't about that. It was about Nate being happy, and what turned him on, and trying something new, and doing this together. It would please both of them, and that was a good thing. * Audrey thought quite hard about who she could ask to have sex with her. She was assuming she could get pretty much anyone to fuck her if she asked, but that she needed someone clean, and sane, and not too homophobic, and someone she thought would actually enjoy too. And someone she trusted enough not to laugh at her and tell all her friends her boyfriend was a weirdo. The more she thought about it, the more it seemed like a good idea. Unprotected sex was a bit risky, but she on the pill anyway, and she'd get someone they knew, and Nate would get to do his thing, and she'd get to fuck someone else, and it seemed like everyone would win. Unless Nate got upset. Or unless she couldn't actually find someone kinky enough to go along with it. She was having trouble deciding which man to ask, and in the end decided none of them. She didn't know anyone she trusted enough to ask. So she asked Vanessa, because Vanessa was kind of slutty and knew a lot of people. And Vanessa got all interested, and wanted to join in too. "No," Audrey said. "Absolutely fucking not." "Go on, it sounds hot." Audrey thought of Nate eating semen out of Vanessa, and realized she wasn't nearly as open-minded as he was. "Not a chance." "Please." "Nope. But I need you to find me a man." Vanessa laughed at her for a while. "I'm serious," Audrey said. "I know. That's what's so funny." "Well can you?" "Probably." "Someone fairly hot." "Ah, yeah. Obviously." "But not too big. I don't want Nate getting threatened." Vanessa suddenly got interested. "How big's too big?" she said. "Average," Audrey said. "Stop." Vanessa shrugged. "And clean," Audrey said. "Someone you'd do without a condom, okay?" "You don't think you're getting a bit fussy? Maybe?" "Maybe," Audrey said. "But if I don't find someone, I don't, it's no big deal." "I'll ask some guys, okay?" "Thank you." "And test them out myself." Audrey looked at her, and decided she was joking, and that she didn't want to ask any more. * Vanessa found a guy. Audrey was a bit surprised, had started to think that nothing would actually happen. But Vanessa phoned, and said she'd found a guy, and what was she supposed to do now, just send him over? "I'll meet him somewhere," Audrey said. "Not at home. To see what he's like." "I told you he was all right." "And I want to check." "Fine," Vanessa said, and gave her a phone number, and then said, "Are you sure you don't want me to join in?" "Go find your own pervert." Vanessa laughed and said goodbye. Audrey met the guy in a bar after work. His name was Oscar, and he was wearing a suit, so she decided Vanessa had taken the clean thing seriously, on a couple of levels. She got a drink, and went over, and had a feeling he'd been watching her while she waited to be served. She had no idea how to start the conversation politely, so she just started. "Vanessa said what this is about?" He nodded, and for a moment it seemed like that was all they had. An awkward silence, until Audrey left. He wanted fuck Audrey, because she met some kind of minimum standard. She wanted his semen inside her for someone else's kink. That was about that. She wondered if she should try and get them both to a doctor, to be checked out, but that just seemed way too complicated and uncomfortable. Even asking if he had diseases seemed too uncomfortable. If Vanessa would do him, Audrey was fairly sure it would be all right. She'd been come inside a dozen or so times before, by strangers she never saw again, and it wasn't like anything terrible had happened. She decided she'd be okay. "Um," Audrey said. "Vanessa said about not having a condom, right?" "Yeah." "And my boyfriend wants to see it. To see you inside me." "She explained, yeah." "And you like that? You want to do that?" It was important, somehow. She didn't mind doing weird kinky shit for people, but she wanted everyone there to be into it, not all feeling as awkward as she might end up feeling. "I want to do that," he said. "Like, bare, inside me?" He nodded, and was smiling a bit, and Audrey realized he was getting turned on. She couldn't quite decide how she knew, since they were at a table and she couldn't see his pants, but he was. Maybe he was breathing differently. Maybe talking about it too much wasn't the best thing to be doing, she decided. Not in public, and not when she wasn't sure yet. "I'll talk to my boyfriend, okay?" she said. "Then let you know." "Okay." She stood up, and then remembered. "Um," she said. "Could you not get off too much the day before. I think it matters to him that there's a lot. Like he wants to see it." Oscar nodded and looked even hornier, which wasn't quite what she intended. She'd said it in the hope she shamed him into keeping his hands off himself, out of some sense of competition, but she wasn't sure it had worked. He might be beating off every hour for a week thinking he was about to do to her. At least he was into it, she decided. That made her feel happier about trying. She said bye and they had an awkward moment wondering whether to kiss each other's cheeks, and then Audrey left. * "I found a guy," Audrey said. "Vanessa found me one. If you're still up for it." "Ah," Nate said. "You told Vanessa?" Audrey stopped. "Of course. Shouldn't I have?" "It's a little personal." "Seriously? She knows everything about us anyway." "This is really personal." "Oh." Audrey stood there for a while. "Well, sorry, but you heard what I said, right?" "I heard." "So isn't worrying about Vanessa kind of missing the point? I found a guy. I found us a guy, who wants to." Nate nodded. "Well, you dick," Audrey said. "Do you still want to too?" He grabbed her and pulled her onto the couch and fucked her. Really awkward, clumsy, unspeakably hot, half-dressed funny-angle sex that took all of five minutes. So she assumed that meant yes, but thought she'd better check afterwards, just to make sure. "So do you?" she said, when they were done. "Yep." "I'll tell the guy yes?" "Yeah." "I'll get him over here? And let him fuck me?" Nate nodded slowly. "I will," Audrey said. "Unless you tell me not to." "I'm not telling you not to." "Shit," Audrey said, a little surprised at herself. "I think we're actually going to do this." Nate grinned at her. "I think we are too." * Oscar came over, and met Nate, and had a drink. It was a little awkward. Audrey was dressed, and so was he, and she and Nate hadn't really talked about it enough, in hindsight, for her to know what to do. She didn't know if she was allowed to kiss Oscar, or if Nate cared if she got naked, or what he actually wanted Oscar to do to her. Other than come. She wondered if she was supposed to be enthusiastic, or if she was more meant to lie back all disinterested and just get clinically inseminated. Probably join in, she thought, since she'd never not been keen on sex with Nate, but still. In hindsight, she and Nate should have talked more. In the end she went and sat next to Oscar and undid his pants. She held him inside his trousers, and he got hard in her hand. Hard and hot and it was a new person's cock, like she hadn't expected to ever feel again. She started rubbing him, looking at him. He tried to kiss her and she moved back, shook her head. He shrugged, like that was fine. She bent over, and sucked the end of Oscar's cock, as much as she could get out of his clothes. Oscar seemed to forget Nate was there, seemed to forget everything except her mouth, and that was what she intended. Nate, as far as she could see, just watched. Oscar pulled her top up while she blew him, and seemed to be trying to touch her. He stroked her back, and after a while said, "Get undressed. I want to see you." Audrey sat up and looked at Nate. "You're sure?" she said. He nodded. She thought about trying to do it all sexy, but felt a bit silly, and just undressed in the end. She looked over at Nate, really not convinced he was okay with what she was about to do, but he was just watching, fascinated. Watching like he watched porn, the times they'd watched together. So maybe he was okay with everything. Strangers Come Inside She undressed, and then pulled Oscar to his feet and got him to undress too, and then spent a while being turned on by the shape of him, and the feel of him, and his difference to Nate. He was smooth and hard and smelled new, smelled like someone else, and she liked that. She really liked it. She kissed Oscar's chest, and slid her hands over him, and he stroked her back and kissed her neck and she started realizing how much she was into this. She was into this. She was into sex, and Oscar was fine as a partner, and she'd been ready for this, going to go through with this, all along, but now she actually wanted it. His slow teasing touch on her back, the scrape of nails over her ass and teasing dabs of his mouth on her shoulder, that was getting her wet. Standing there, naked, doing this with a man she didn't know, another man, while Nate watched, that was getting her wet too. She was wondering how to say she'd like to actually start, whether she should just lie down with her feet apart and tell him to have at it, when he knelt down in front of her. It hadn't even occurred to he might. It had sort of occurred to her, like it did when you were with anyone, but she hadn't wanted to ask because it already felt like she was being pretty demanding. And she didn't want to seem like she was enjoying it too much, either, she supposed, in case Nate got upset. Oscar knelt down, and held her legs, and slowly licked at her, and she glanced at Nate, and then moved her feet a bit so Oscar could reach, and decided she was really going to enjoy this after all. "Sit down," Oscar said, and helped her backwards onto the couch. The couch she'd fucked Nate on a hundred times, and was now sitting on it, in someone else's mouth. He spread her open, and sucked on her, and he was pretty good. Nothing fancy, no tricks with his tongue, he just sucked on her with his mouth, kept his fingers away, until she was all achy and tingly and desperate, feeling like she was turning inside out with the need to have him, or anything, inside herself. "Hey," she said, "Come on," and pulled him up towards her. He'd gone a bit soft, so she bent and sucked him hard again. Then pulled him against herself, pulled him forward by his cock until he was between her knees, pressing against her. "No condom," she said. "See?" He looked at her. Pushed forward against her hand a little, like that turned him on. "Just me," she said, and he nodded. He twitched a little against her hand. He was into this, she thought. He really wanted to bareback her. "You want this too," she said. "Yeah," he said. She smiled. She liked being wanted. She felt empty and achy waiting, and wanted him inside her. He was still pushing forward against her hand. She was about to take it away, to let him go, let him keep pushing all the way inside herself, when she realized she needed to check. She owed it to Nate to check. She didn't want to stop, was going to be quite upset if Nate asked her to, but she had to check. She looked over at Nate. Looked at him, while she was naked under another man, holding his cock against herself. Nobody moved for a moment, and then Nate seemed to realize what she was waiting for. "Go on," he said, and Audrey took her hand away. And Oscar went inside her, slithery and hot and hard. Inside, and bare, just his skin against her. After the oral, after nothing inside her, he felt bigger and thicker than he was. She wanted to moan or shriek or something, but didn't since Nate might not like watching her being too pleased to have another man. She lay there, and bit her lip, and looked up at Oscar, and it was oddly intimate, for two strangers fucking for someone else's fantasy. She looked up at Oscar, and he looked down at her, and he held her face, and looked like he wanted to kiss her, and was inside her, filling her until she wanted to let everything out from inside herself with a sigh. "You're good," she whispered. "You feel good. I just don't want to be too obvious." He nodded, and kept moving inside her. "Not too quick," she said. "Make it last." He nodded again, and slowed down a little. She wasn't sure if she was meant to get all porn star and do different positions and angles. She didn't know if this was about just the semen getting inside her, or if it was watching her fuck someone else too. She also didn't want to stop and ask Nate, because that might really spoil the mood. They really should have talked about this more before they started. Oscar had his own ideas, though. He lifted her feet up, put them against his chest and together, so he felt different, was going in at a different angle. Then he half stood up, went more downwards into her. He pulled out, and tried to turn her around, and she let him in the end, since Nate didn't seem to care, and he did her doggy for a while, then a little more sitting upright. He came quite suddenly, she wasn't expecting it, was on her back, and she suddenly felt him twitch, and saw him close his eyes and screw up his face, and then he was all wet and full inside her. He gasped a bit, and pushed at her, and kept moving for a while, so she supposed it had worked and she had quite a lot of semen for Nate now. She lay there a bit stunned. Stunned, and horny and disbelieving at what she'd just done. She wasn't sure what to do now. Whether she should hop up and drip, or let Nate come over and look, or what. She pushed at Oscar, gently. Said, "Hey, hop off." He moved, got off her, and Nate came over, quickly. Came over, and before she could ask what to do, he started licking her. To taste her, to drink it out of her, all quiet and reverent and awed and, she thought. Awed, and just a little bit gay. That was hot too, strangely. She sat up a little and watched him. Some of Oscar's semen had come out of her, towards the end. There were little splatters on her mound and thigh. Nate licked those too, carefully. She sat and watched his tongue on her, lapping at someone else's semen, and decided she liked this. It was weird, and a bit dangerous, but it was what he wanted to do, and the expression on his face, his concentration on what he was doing to her, she really liked those. Oscar had moved over to a chair, and was just sitting there with his legs kind of crossed, watching. Like he was hiding his cock from Nate, which made no sense at all. Audrey grinned at him, and mouthed, "Thank you," silently, and he grinned back. Then Nate started licking inside her, and she'd had a lot of attention and no orgasms, and she was suddenly close, and almost painfully so, and needing it. "Yep," she said. "Make me," and Nate licked until she came, while Oscar watched. Oscar watched her come, and she was embarrassed and confused and horny still, so she said, a bit recklessly, to Oscar, "Want to again?" Not thinking of Nate at all. Oscar looked at Nate, and then Audrey had to as well. "Can we?" Audrey said, and Nate moved, got out the way, which seemed to be a yes. She sucked Oscar hard again, and could taste them on him. He didn't go down on her, though, and although she was used to that from Nate, oral after sex, she supposed that wasn't unreasonable that not everyone was as into that as Nate was. "Turn around," Nate said, when they were about to start, and Audrey did, and Oscar had her from behind, kneeling, both of them leaning all over the couch. Audrey came again, just from sex, because she did more easily once she already had from oral, and because she was pressing down on a sofa cushion, and because she was really turned on by what she was doing and how dirty this was, even though she'd been trying not to get off on Oscar's cock in case it upset Nate. And probably trying not to come on Oscar's cock had made it worse, made it more likely she would. Nate didn't seem to care, though. He just watched, and smiled at her, and didn't say a word. She finished, and lay there panting while Oscar did too, and then Oscar flopped onto the couch beside her, and she put her hand over herself and squeezed everything closed, and waited until Nate came over. He knelt behind her and touched her, just gently ran his finger up and down her as Oscar's semen leaked out, and then he ate her out again, and that time it was as much her ass as the rest of her. She didn't come, but she really, really liked it. Oscar watched, and Audrey held his hand, and it was sweet and tender and nice. When Nate slowed down, which Audrey assumed meant he'd got everything he could out of her, she sat up and looked at Oscar. She was a little embarrassed. Turned on, but embarrassed too. She assumed Nate wanted her pretty badly now, and she wasn't sure she wanted Oscar watching that. Sex with Oscar was something kinky, something she and Nate could share. Sex with Nate was the heart of their relationship, their love, and she wasn't sure she wanted anyone else seeing it. Which made absolutely no sense after what she'd just done, except it did. And that she wasn't being fucked by Nate implied he felt the same. "Thank you," she said to Oscar. "A lot. But you should probably go." Oscar nodded, and started getting dressed. "It was really fucking cool, though," Audrey said. "Everything we wanted, I think." Nate nodded. She went with Oscar to the door, and said, "Please don't tell anyone, okay? It's kind of weird." "I won't." "Please don't. Not even Vanessa." "I swear," he said, and she kissed him and said thank you and bye. Nate did want her pretty badly, it turned out. He grabbed her when she went back into the lounge, and slid inside her while she was still getting her arms and legs organized, and held her face, and kissed her, and said, "Thank you, thank you," over and over. He came inside her, and licked it all out, and fucked her until he came again. He didn't seem upset, just lay there on her, gasping, and grinning at her like she'd done something good. Something he appreciated. She kissed him, and said, "Pervert," and decided it was a bit soon to talk it all though. If they were even going to. He went to have a shower, and she just lay there and wondered about herself and where that had all come from. She felt sticky and runny all the way up inside, since head wasn't really enough to get it all out of her, no matter what Nate seemed to think. She liked that. A reminder of Oscar. Both of them inside her, at once. * After a week wondering if she should say anything, after a week of being horny, Audrey said, "Should we ask Oscar back?" "Not Oscar, but if you want to again we can with someone else." "Not Oscar?" Audrey said, a bit worried. "Are you okay? Not jealous or something?" "Not that. I just want to do something else." "Okay. That same kind of something else?" He nodded. "A stranger. In a bar. He comes in you and then we go home. You stay all sticky." "Ah," Audrey said. "Dude. Mate. I love you, but that's kind of a bit..." "Like you've never had a guy in a club do that to you." "Um. When I was younger. And stupider." "So pick someone who looks clean." "But it has to be a stranger." "Pretty much, yeah." "And in a bar?" He nodded. "So basically, you want me to have sex in a nightclub. While you watch. And let some dude squirt in me." "It sounds bad when you say it that way..." "Oh it is pretty fucking bad, I think, but..." "But?" Audrey sat there, thinking. She was into having sex with other men, if he wanted her to, but this was her catching the clap for someone else's kink, really. She wasn't sure she was so into that idea. "Let me think about it, yeah?" * Three nights later they were out with friends, and Audrey was still thinking. They ended up at a party and Audrey talked to the same guy beside her for half an hour, and then Nate leaned over and said, "How about giving him a handjob?" Audrey sat there for a moment. She was tipsy and had been horny all week and it was only a handjob, so couldn't go that badly wrong. "I suppose," she said. "I mean, why the fuck not?" She kissed the guy. Kissed him, and made him jump and look at Nate. "Don't worry," Audrey said, and unzipped his pants. He jumped again, then grinned, and just sat there and let her. Each time she licked her hand, she could taste him. That turned her on. When he came she caught it in one hand, carefully, watching him with his eyes closed and feeling him pulse and spurt against her fingers. It was hot on her palm, a wet sticky patch. It was dribbling between her fingers, dripping onto someone's floor. She turned around and held her hand out to Nate. He just sat there and looked at it. "You like?" she said. He nodded. She put her hand inside her top and smeared it on her breast. Made a bit of a mess, got some on her top, and more on her bra, but made sure Nate saw. He watched, fascinated. The other guy watched too. Nate tried to get his hand inside her top, but she pushed him away, said, "Wait. Later." She could feel it slowly drying all evening, could smell the faint musk of the guy on her hand for hours. In the car, on the way home,. Nate pulled her top open and sucked her breasts, licked all over her like he was trying to get every last drop off her. Later still, at home, she said, "You really liked that? Me with a random guy?" "Yeah. Didn't you?" She nodded slowly. "Actually, its kind of hot." "Want to again?" "Yeah, I think so. Basically, I'd fuck anyone you told me to right now. Just because." Nate looked at her for a while. "I mean it," she said. "Anyone. Right now." Nate grinned. "So we are?" Audrey said, knowing she was pushing. "Doing this again?" "Right now?" She shrugged. "Any time." "You really want to?" "I'm getting the sex so it's not really about me. Do you want me to?" "I think so." "Then I will." He looked at her, and seemed to be deciding. "Okay." * They went out, to a bar, looking for a man. Audrey talked to one guy for a while, but when she said something about sex while her boyfriend watched, he didn't seem interested any more. Offended, she went and sat beside Nate. "He wouldn't if you were going to watch." "Oh." "I suppose it makes sense. I wouldn't if some other chick was going to stare at me." "Yeah," Nate said. "Me either." "Ah," she said. "What?" "I wouldn't let someone watch me. Shit no. I just want to watch them." She sat there and looked at him for a moment and was just stunned. "You fucking weirdo," she said. "Really?" "What?" "You're getting me to do something you won't do yourself?" "I suppose." "Fuck," she said, a bit irritated. Since she was the one getting rejected because of this. "So maybe I should just go off with them and do it." He didn't say anything for a while. "I could," she said, considering. Now it was out there, and she'd suggested it. "I think it would be easier." "I don't know." "This is all for you," she said. Except the bit that was about her getting laid. "So whatever you want. I'm just saying, I think you watching is putting people off." Another silence. "And the thing isn't actually the sex," she said. "It's talking them into bare-backing me." "Yeah," he said. "So if you want me doing this," she said. "If you want some anonymous stranger inside me, I might need to do it that way. Or we just bang Oscar again." "All right," he said, but didn't sound sure. She looked at him. "Okay, I won't." "Do." "Nah, it's fine." "No," he said. "Go and do it. Just be very careful, off on your own. Make sure you're safe, okay?" She realized what he'd been worrying about, and was touched. "Of course," she said, and kissed him. "Now?" "If you can see anyone." She looked around and decided she couldn't. "Another night," she said. * Another bar, a different evening, and Audrey spent a while looking around the room. She found a guy, and he was hot enough she was interested, and she went over and said hi. He asked if she wanted a drink. "Nope," she said. He looked at her. "Come outside with me." He looked at her for a moment, surprised. She kissed him. Kissed him and rubbed his cock through his pants. "I'm horny," she said. They went outside, down the street, and found an alleyway. It was dark enough it would do. Audrey knelt down and sucked his cock, and he was rough with her, surprisingly so. He twisted his hand into her hair and pushed her back against the wall behind her and basically fucked her mouth,. She wasn't sure how much she minded, but she wasn't really used to being treated like that, after Nate. "Hey," she said, after she'd sucked long enough to get him hard, and had decided diseases should taste funny and she'd have noticed. "Fuck me, okay." He took his hand away from her head, and let her stand. She pulled her underwear down from beneath her dress, looked up, and realized he was putting a condom on. "Don't worry about that," she said. "Yeah right." "I mean it. I want to feel you." He looked at her, and suddenly seemed suspicious. "I just want to feel you," she said. "Nothing's wrong." "Yeah," he said, wary. "I don't think so." "I want to without." He thought for a moment, then shrugged. "I'm not going to." "Seriously, dude?" she said. They looked at each other. He put his cock back in his pants. She wasn't sure if he meant it, but she didn't want him just walking away. She was horny, had just had cock in her mouth. She needed some. She also didn't want the rejection that him being able to turn his back on her implied. She didn't know if this was betraying Nate, if fucking someone without getting his semen was breaking the rules, and therefore cheating, but she didn't really care right now. "Fuck," Audrey said. "All right." He leaned her against the wall and stuck his cock into her, and it was sex and everything, but it wasn't the sex she wanted. She pulled his hair a bit harder than she needed to, and tried to move to get herself there. He came, all pressed into her neck, and she quite liked that. Then he pulled out, and stepped back, and tucked his cock away. "What about me," she said, a bit surprised. She'd been sleeping with someone considerate for far too long and had just assumed she got to come too. "Find someone else," he said. "I'm guessing you will." "Fuck," she said. "You prick." He walked off. She walked back to the bar, and was actually a little ashamed. She shouldn't have let him fuck her, since she hadn't got anything out of it herself. No semen, and no orgasm. Basically, Nate was using her for his turn-on, and that guy had been just using her too, and after all that using, she felt a little disgusted with herself. She shouldn't let herself get treated like that. She went back inside, and Nate looked at her excited, and she said, "No. And let's go." "No?" "He wouldn't without a condom. Could we go? I feel a bit stupid." He nodded, and stood up, and let her lead him out. * "What happened?" Nate said later, after they were home and Audrey had got out of the shower. "I hadn't thought about it, but a chick wanting you to bareback her, that's kind of weird. Sets of alarm bells." "Maybe." "I came on a bit strong about it, I think. He said no." "So you didn't fuck him?" Audrey sat there for a while, looking at the floor. "Audrey?" "Is it really bad if I did?" No answer. "I was horny, and he was right there, and, shit... I don't know. I thought I should, and he might change his mind once we'd started." After a moment she added, "Since you don't care anyway." Nate didn't say anything, and she didn't look up. She wanted to cry. "Hey," he said. "It's fine." He stroked her back. "It's okay." She nodded, and looked at him. "Could you get me off? I'm still hanging out a bit, here." Strangers Come Inside He went down on her, and made her come, and she was happy again. That was probably was saved it for her, and made her willing to try again. * "How about at a party," Audrey said a few nights later. "So people are less strangers, sort of. More friendly." Nate nodded. "And I can pretend to be all horny and desperate, never mind, just do it anyway." "That's true." "An alley is a bit clinical, like it's thought out." "Okay." Nate sat there for a while. "Do people not think as much at a party?" he said. "Don't know. I never used to." He grinned. "I wondered about a hotel," she said. "Like finding someone travelling on their own." Nate looked like he didn't understand. "Wouldn't you be easier to push around?" she said. "Kind of lonely and missing me and wanting company?" "Nope," he said. "But if you were going to cheat?" "I'm not." "I am. Basically. Cheating." "You're not because I know." She sat there for a while and thought about that and decided it was true. "Yeah," she said. "But anyway. Then I thought a hotel is also impersonal and full of strangers, so probably not. Like people would be more suspicious, not less. So a party would be better." He nodded. "You may as well try." "I'm not unless you're okay with it," she said. "I'm okay with it." "You want me to? You really want me to?" He nodded. "And I should go off on my own? Not while you watch?" "If you have to," he said slowly, and she wondered if that was really all right. "And I should fuck him anyway, if he won't with no condom?" Nate looked at her, then shrugged. She almost changed her mind, right then. She didn't want Nate upset, or hurt, but she wanted to do this. She hesitated, then said, "I will," and he didn't seem to be arguing. It was his thing, after all, she supposed. And people got interested in their things, to the point they ignored what they knew was common sense. So maybe Nate was a bit worried, a bit concerned when he was thinking clearly. And maybe he was torn between jealous when she didn't have a stranger inside her and horny when she did. So she'd do it, she decided, because she still wanted to, but this would probably be the last time. * They went to a party, and Audrey found a guy. They'd been there an hour, and she'd had a bit to drink, and the rooms downstairs were crowded, but the upstairs was fairly quiet. Someone talked to her, and he looked clean and reasonably cute and didn't smell odd, so she took his hand, and led him through the house until they found an empty room, and she was surprised that this was what her standards had become. Clean and didn't smell odd. There were coats on the bed, a dumping place someone might come inside any moment. She started kissing the guy, leaning against the door, holding it shut with her body. She took out his cock, and knelt down, and sucked it hard. Not trying to make him last, just trying to get him horny. She wanted him so turned on he couldn't think. She pulled her underwear off as she sucked, and kept one hand on the door behind herself, until he was breathing roughly and swelling in her mouth. She stood up, still holding him, and turned around. Kept hold of him so he wouldn't change his mind. She didn't know why, or what muscles to use, but Nate always came quicker in her from behind, so she did that. She was just tall enough to get him inside with heels on, and bending a little. He put his arm around her and held her against the door and fucked her, and didn't seem to care. She was doing it, finally. She had a stranger inside her, all hot and hard and filling, and he was bare, and he didn't seem to care what weird shit she was up to as long as she was there for him to use. He came. He twitched, and groaned, and shot semen inside her. She stood there until he was finished, but only just, then pushed him away. "What about you?" he said. She shook her head, and tried to put her underwear on without tripping on her shoes or putting her legs so far apart she dripped. "I can get you off?" the guy said. "It's fine. I just wanted a fuck, you know?" He nodded, and seemed a bit stunned. She grinned and opened the door, looked out, and left. She found Nate, walked past and said, "Come on." She went back to the same room, and pulled Nate inside. The other guy was gone. She lifted up her dress and pulled down her undies and he knelt down and looked. There was semen on her underwear and semen on her body. Inside her, still runny, but smeared around on her skin as well. He licked it, licked her, and she closed her eyes and leaned on him and tried to block the door, and had the orgasm she hadn't earlier. * An hour later Audrey went to the bathroom and guy she didn't know stopped her on the way back. "Hi," he said. "Um. I'm a friend of Matthew's." "Who's Matthew?" "You were just with him upstairs." "Oh," Audrey said, and realized she hadn't asked a name. And realized how hot that was. "Yeah, okay." "He said what you'd done. That you just wanted a bit of sex." "Yeah," Audrey said, looking at the guy. "And you hadn't got off." "No," Audrey said. "Not with him." "Want to? Get off?" She stood there for a moment, and couldn't decide. She wasn't sure if Nate wanted this to be once, successfully, or if he wanted all the spunk up her he could get. She wasn't sure what she wanted, then decided if she was going to be a slut for Nate, she wasn't going to stop quite yet. She nodded. "All right." He took her into a bathroom and she leaned on a counter and looked at him while he fucked her. He came, and closed his eyes, and she said, "You don't have any other friends do you?" "A few." "Tell them to come over and say hi." She went and found Nate and sat down. "Um," she said. "I just met a friend of the guy from earlier." "Okay." He looked at her. "And?" "Ah, I kind of did." He seemed surprised, then grinned a lot, then took her back to the bedroom and looked at her some more. And went down on her again. Afterwards, a bit shocked at herself, Audrey said, "I should probably stop this." Nate shrugged. "It's okay if I recruit on my own?" "Why not?" Seriously? Because at this point I probably will." "Go ahead," he said, and kissed her. * Half an hour later, when Nate went to get a drink, a third guy approached Audrey. This was getting a bit out of hand. They went to an empty room, and had sex, and this time, because she was slippery with herself and spit and two men, and because they were doing it at odd angles, he went up her ass. She jumped, and almost made a fuss, then realized it didn't hurt as much as normal, and let him keep going. She supposed she was turned on. She leaned against the door and got bareback ass-fucked by a man she didn't know, who hadn't even told her his name, and it was the kinkiest, dirtiest thing she'd ever done in her life. She was wet and horny and couldn't think, but she didn't want to come with a stranger. Even her ass-fucking bareback stranger. She wanted to come with Nate inside her, looking at her, feeling all the other men she'd had tonight. The guy came. He blew his load up her ass, and she pushed him back, and pulled on her underwear, and shook her head when he tried to talk to her. She was so horny she was worried she might just come, walking around, from the tug of her underwear and from feeling her lips rub against themselves. She went and found Nate, and pulled him into a bathroom, and kissed him and tried to calm herself down while they got the door closed and locked. A few people had seen them go in, but Audrey didn't care. She was turned on enough she was taking stupid risks now. "Three," she said, as he got himself out. "I guessed," he said, and grinned at her. "Three," she said. "And not my pussy either." He looked at her. They did anal, but not that much, and only for Nate's sake. She'd enjoyed it exactly one other time, when she'd been as turned on as this, and she still didn't know why that time had been good. "Audrey," he said. "That's..." "I know." "That's so fucking hot." He knelt down and licked her, licked the stranger out of her like he had every other one, but this time rimming her. "Fuck me," she said. "As soon as you've had enough, or done enough, or got it all, or whatever, just fuck me." He stood up, stood behind her, and pushed his cock towards her. Towards her pussy, she realized. "No," she said. "You too. You fuck me there too." He moved, and pressed against her ass, and she pushed and took him inside and it didn't hurt at all. Not the slightest, although she'd already had the other guy up there. She felt Nate swelling inside her, almost straight away, and knew he was close. "No," she whispered, "Not yet." "Hurry,' he said. "Not yet," she said. "Please." "I'm not." She pushed herself back, pushed hard, felt him slide over some part of herself deep inside that ached with goodness. She did it again, twice more, and knew he was clenching his teeth, counting backwards, whatever he had to do. She felt herself start. She stopped moving, the world went still, she leaned there against the door and was shattered by it. He moved then, pushed into her because she was coming so hard she couldn't move. He fucked her, flooded her insides with semen, poured it into her like all the other men had done tonight, and she stood there shaking and gasping and unable to think past the wrenching joy of it. He finished, and softened, and slid out of her. She held onto the door, and tried to slow her breathing down. She could feel semen oozing out of her, and really didn't want him licking it, not this time. She didn't know why, she was just done. She opened the door, tried to stay behind her. "Go," she said. "Get out." He looked at her, confused. "Out," she said, pushing him. "Don't listen." She locked the door and dealt with the disgusting part of ass-fucking and was suddenly unspeakably embarrassed by everything they'd done tonight. She left the bathroom, and people were looking at her. Grinning, like people did when they thought they'd caught you fucking. If only they knew, Audrey thought. Actual sex was hardly worth caring about. She went and found Nate, kissed him, and said, "Pervert," and he said, "I know." "We should go," she said. "We should really go right now before anyone else talks to me." "What, like that guy's friends?" "Ah, anyone. His friends. Anyone who just saw us in the bathroom. Anyone at all." He grinned and went towards the door. * In the car, she said, "I think I'm done with this, by the way. At least for a while. It was fun, but it's kind of risky." "Yeah, fair enough." "And you got to try. To see what it was like." He nodded. "Do you mind?" "I was starting to think the same. "So we're good?" "We're good." "Cool," she said. "And you'd better want to fuck when we get home. I'm nowhere near done yet."