10 comments/ 73285 views/ 22 favorites Sheltering From the Storm By: HGriffin Author's note: Most of this is fantasy, some actually happened. I won't say which is which. This was written just for enjoyment, not to piss anyone off. If this story upsets you, please don't read any others I have submitted or will in the future. Alan and I had been friends for years, he was one of those guys that would give you the last dollar in his pocket and not ask you to pay it back. We shared a lot of the same interests, photography, golf; we even got talked into bowling on the company league. Most women, including my wife Laura said he was above average in looks, and he was genuinely funny. Alan was a regular guest at our home and knew that he didn't need an invitation to stop by. He had been married to the world's biggest bitch so even though he often stopped by the house for a beer, his wife Marsha never accompanied him. I guess it was inevitable that his marriage ended in a divorce. The problem was that she got the gold mine and he got the shaft. She finally had the papers served at his desk at work and he even had to have a police escort just to get his clothes from the closet. The final settlement was just as bad, she got the house, both of the cars, alimony and she even hit him up for child support for a kid that was from her previous marriage. He got his clothes and a few ratty pieces of furniture that was stored in their garage. He also got all the legal bills, both his and hers. I hope both their lawyers caught an incurable disease from the whore. About the only thing that happened good from the whole mess was that he was rid of the cheating power hungry bitch. She thought that she had landed a bigger fish when she started fucking a corporate vice president. When he took a transfer to a major southern city, she packed up and went with him. From what I hear, as soon as he got settled he kicked her ass out on the street and married a woman that had twice his money and ten times her looks. I hear he is still happily married to her. I'd like to buy him a drink some day. Alan took the split hard, he threw himself into his work and pretty much became a social hermit. About the only social life he had was coming over for a beer. I did get him on the golf course on a rare occasion and afterwards we would stop by the house. Laura would usually be lying out nude by the pool, but because we had never done anything sexual with him before, she would get covered up when she heard us drive in. He would at most see her in a small bikini or in a loose fitting beach cover-up. There might be an occasional cleavage shot or a quick nipple slip, but it just never got past that. Summer passed to fall and fall moved to winter and the golf and pool season became but warm memories. One cold early winter day Alan and I were half watching a football game and generally pissing and moaning about the state of the world. Laura was out shopping with one of her girl friends. Somehow the talk got around to the pool and how Laura spent much of her summer scantily dressed around it. I made a comment that she was naked as much as dressed, and Alan made an off hand comment that he would give his left nut to see her naked. I had been drinking for a while and I told him that if he wanted to see her naked, I had some pictures that I could show him, that is if he was interested. He about fell out of his chair and said that certainly he was interested that is if I didn't mind him seeing naked pictures of her. I just laughed and told him her state of undress was a fact of life around here. I went to my stash of photos of Laura and picked out a few of the tamer ones that started with tease shots and ended up with a few full frontal nudes. I didn't get any of the ones of her masturbating or our fucking and sucking pictures. I wasn't ready to show him everything yet. I started off slow; I guess that I really wanted to tease him. There were a couple of deep cleavage shots that were pretty calm, then I got to some swimsuit shots that pretty much showed what her body looked like, but still covered. Alan had seen Laura like this numerous times and thoroughly enjoyed it. Next came the topless shots, shy, arms and hands covering her breasts, then full view, nipples and all. The ones that he was really hoping to see were the ones showing full on nudes, they came last. There were a few of her laying out by the pool, and even a couple of her swimming naked, but the ones that left him speechless were the full frontal nudes showing clearly her pubic triangle and the line of her slit. He said that his throat became so dry he couldn't swallow. I let him look at them for as long as he liked, thumbing through them he kept coming back to the full frontals. He even joked that he knew what he was going to do when he got home that evening. We put them away before Laura got home, though I don't think she would have really cared that I was showing him her photos. Alan would have been embarrassed having Laura know that he had looked at her naked pictures. That night after Alan had left and while Laura and I snuggled by the fire, I offhandedly mentioned that Alan had liked looking at a few photos of her that I had shown to him. The idea of someone seeing her pictures usually turned her on, and although initially embarrassed, this was definitely the case again. After telling me that she couldn't believe that I had actually shown him our private pictures, she began to warm up to the idea. She kept saying how embarrassed she would be the next time she saw him knowing he had seen pictures of her naked. In no time at all we were making passionate love as I added to her fantasy whispering what he said about her. I also mentioned that Alan had said that he would give anything to see the real thing. Laura purred that maybe someday she'd let him see her naked, that is if I didn't care. I told her that I thought it would be exciting to see her exposing herself to him. ***** Not much was said about our lovemaking discussion over the next few weeks. Alan stopped by one day in January to tell us that he was moving to a smaller cheaper apartment. He was moving to the bottom floor of an older house that had been converted into a duplex, so he could save some money. He was wondering if I would help him move, being I had a truck and all. I gladly agreed on the condition that he supply the beer. Laura even offered to cook a meal and take it there to have a nice intimate house warming dinner. When the moving day came, the weather was terrible, but the rent was up on his other place, so we had no alternative but to tough it out. It snowed most of the day, luckily the wind was calm, but the temperature was bone chilling. Alan had little furniture, but it all weighed a ton! I also discovered my friend was a first class pack rat. He had load after load of boxes, we spent most of the day trucking those damn boxes. Laura was lucky being warm at home preparing the meal. When the last load was finally unloaded, his new home looked more like a warehouse with boxes stacked everywhere. I went to pick up Laura and the meal while Alan promised to clear an area for us to eat and to find his box of liquor. When I arrived Laura was packed up and ready to go. I needed to shower after the day of grunt work. While showering, I had one of my brilliant ideas; I just hoped that Laura would go along with my hair-brained scheme. Laura was dressed in a loose fitting blouse, sans bra for good measure and jeans. She had short wool lined boots to keep her feet warm in the snow. She looked good. I mentioned our conversation from a few weeks ago about her letting Alan see her naked. I told her that I thought it would be a neat joke to pull on him if Laura showed up wearing only her long overcoat and boots, and to be nude underneath. Laura first gave me one of those "you have got to be fucking crazy" looks then, seeing that I was serious, gave it a second thought. My Laura never to be one to turn down a joke, especially a naked joke, thought it might just be fun. I told her that we would take her clothes along and after having a nude dinner, she could dress and then we would help him unpack some of his essential boxes. She finally agreed on the condition that I owed her a "long massage and a good fuck" when we got back home. I readily agreed to both. So off came her clothes, which we packed in a small cloth bag. We packed all the dinner into the back seat of the truck and got ready to go. I went back in the house to grab a bottle of good wine and noticed Laura's clothes bag sitting on the counter. I grabbed it held it for a few seconds then put it back where it was. I had just thought of another surprise, this time for Laura. The devil made me do it. The roads back to Alan's were not good, it was still snowing and the wind was just beginning to blow. When we arrived and were walking to his door, Laura complained that the cold was going to freeze her pussy. I told her as hot as her pussy was, it would have to get a lot colder than this to freeze her snatch. She gave me the finger, and a wicked sexy smile. Alan met us at the door and took the boxes that contained our dinner. He then, like a good host offered to take our coats. I shucked mine off and Alan stepped behind Laura to help her with hers'. The look on his face was priceless, on this cold winter day the last thing he would have ever thought he would see was a naked woman, my Laura. He stammered a "holy shit" and a "my god you are beautiful!" Laura's initial embarrassment turned to pleasure as the compliments kept coming. She explained that she didn't know what to get him for a housewarming gift so she thought she would just give him a show. He assured her that he was more than pleased with her gift. Then, as if she was fully dressed, she told us to get going on the dinner, that she hadn't "slaved all day" to eat a cold meal. We ate together, talking, joking, and laughing, all the while Alan seldom taking his eyes off Laura's full breasts, hard nipples, and when she stood, her neatly trimmed pubes. She had shaved her slit, she liked it better when I ate her, so when she sat, he would get quick views of her opening. After cleaning up, we decided that if we were going to get anything done, we had better get stared. Laura said that she wanted to dress, much to Alan's disappointment, while we were unpacking boxes. Looking for the bag, we realized "we" had left it at home. Laura accepted her predicament and the fact that she would continue to be naked. Alan and I were both happy. We worked for nearly three hours until Alan could at least survive in his surroundings. As a group we decided to stop and enjoy a drink and take a well deserved rest. Alan and Laura were drinking the most, I was a little worried about the weather, and it was not getting any better outside. The conversation somehow got around to how good a snifter of Grand Mariner would taste about now, but the problem was that Alan didn't have any. After listening to the two of them complain about it for a while, I decided to go out and get a bottle and at the same time get Laura's bag of clothes so she wouldn't be so cold riding home later. As a final condition of sharing Laura's nakedness, I told her that I was taking her coat and boots so she couldn't cover her nudity while I was gone. It wasn't as if she couldn't borrow something from Alan to cover herself, it was a symbolic gesture of removing the last thread of her clothing available to her. Now she was truly naked, from head to foot and going to be alone with him. I had no qualms about leaving my wife there completely naked with my friend; she had been that way now for nearly 5 hours. Alan still could hardly take his eyes off her; even though it was beginning to seem that her being the only one naked was normal. Laura was nearly oblivious to the fact that she was the only one naked; this was the state of dress that she felt most comfortable, plus I left her with little choice. The scene to be played out was that she was to remain totally without clothing, openly naked to everyone until we went back home. Little did I know the extent of her being this way. I left them and promised to be careful in the snow and to take my time because of the road conditions. The roads were much worse than I had expected, the snow had partially melted earlier and now had frozen to a glaze of ice. I made it to the liquor store with difficulty but that stop was on the main road on the way home. By the time I got half way home, I realized that I should have brought Laura with me and made only one trip. By the time I finally reached the house, I had decided that it would be stupid of me to make the trip back again, for any reason, after all Laura would be safer where she was than being out on the treacherous roads. I called Laura on her cell phone and told her that for safety's sake, she had better remain there with Alan and that I would come and pick her up as soon as the roads had been cleared the next morning. I didn't really dwell on the fact that I was leaving my lovely very naked wife with my friend who until only a few hours ago had never seen more than a quick nipple flash from her. She reminded me that she was in no position to argue, without even a coat or boots, it wasn't like she could call a cab, though the idea of her riding in a cab naked flashed through my mind, the weather had all the cabs off the roads anyway. After we talked it over and she agreed that it was for the best, she started to whisper that she was already missing me and she had really looked forward to some hot sex after being naked in front of Alan all evening. She reminded me about our deal for the massage and hot sex. She was telling me how turned on it was making her knowing that she was essentially trapped there with him completely naked. She was not going to let me off easily for putting her in that position. She then asked what she was supposed to do if Alan wanted to do more than look? I told her that I trusted her and that if she wanted to do more, then she should, and that I trusted that Alan would not force her to do anything that she didn't want to do. She still wasn't going to let me go that easily. She said that she would have to sleep in the same bed with Alan and that she bet he slept in the nude, like she was. She mentioned the fact that she had never even seen Alan naked before and wondered how big he was. I told her that I would guess that she would know before the night was over, and asked her how she felt about it. She said that the idea was kind of exciting, being trapped naked with someone who had never seen her naked before today. She said it was kind of like a movie, except she was forced to act it out in real life. She was having fun. I asked to speak with Alan and she gave him the phone. I told him the situation and asked him if it was okay for Laura to stay with him until I could get back there. He asked if I was kidding! Was it okay? Here he was with a beautiful naked woman and was being asked if it was okay for her to stay! He said that he could not have dreamed of a situation more perfect. He quickly added that I could trust him and he would never do anything to jeopardize my trust. I told him that Laura was a big girl and that she knew what she wanted to do and what she didn't, and I was okay with what ever she decided. I told him to take advantage and enjoy the situation because it may never happen again. He seemed a little confused about what I had just told him, but I was going to let the two of them work it out. With that, I told Laura that I loved her and that I was really proud of how she was taking her naked situation so calmly, and that she should enjoy herself under the conditions being what they were. I signed off telling her that I would call her in the morning and let her know when the roads were passable again. The next day the snow had stopped but the wind had not. The drifts were forming as fast as the snowplows could clear them. The police had issued a state of emergency and told people to stay home unless it was an emergency. The snowplows were only working the main roads until the wind died down. Laura was still stuck at Alan's, naked. I sure hoped that he was looking at her all he wanted, it seemed that his wish to see her naked had really come true. It was turning out to be more than I had ever anticipated. I accepted the fact that they would be fucking that night, my only regret was that I wouldn't be there to watch. I hoped my wife would enjoy it, I knew Alan would. Knowing how much Laura enjoyed fucking, I knew Alan would be well drained by the time the sun reappeared. I knew I'd find out all the details when Laura and I were back home together. *********************************************************************** Alan and Laura had eventually got out of bed and showered together, lathering each other's bodies under the hot steamy water. The night's activities had been exciting and even though the weather was gloomy outside, the atmosphere inside was cheerful. Alan chose not to dress yet and sat naked at the breakfast table sipping coffee watching Laura working on their food, she still in her naked glory. Even though they had explored each other completely during the night, the sight of Laura's full breasts swinging freely and her pubic bush so openly displayed caused his cock to swell to its full length yet again. Drops of precum glistened at the opening of his circumcised penis. It wasn't long before drops were sliding off the swollen head and leaving sticky strings as they dripped to his leg. Laura noticed his erection and said that she thought she had taken care of that problem earlier and that they would get nothing done today if his "friend" kept popping up and dripping all over the place. She then knelt known and sucked the wet sticky fluid from the head and licked the remaining from the puddle formed on his leg. Then she stuck her finger in her wet pussy and wetting it with her own juices, let Alan suck from her finger. Turn about is fair play. She told him that was all he was getting until they were completely done unpacking his boxes and everything was put away. With a groan, still naked, he started the chore. Laura giggling worked naked beside him. By 1:00 they were all but done and Alan got his clothes on so he could take the boxes they had emptied and broken down to the garage. The wind was still howling and the only traffic braving the elements were four-wheel drive vehicles and an occasional snowmobile. Laura and Alan were taking a break, she had made some Irish coffee to warm their insides, when they heard someone stomping the snow from their feet outside their door. They both thought it was me come to rescue my long naked wife, so they opened the door quickly before they looked to see who it actually was. When the door opened, in burst two of Alan's friends, Stan and Fred. It would be kind to call them a red neck hill-Billy, both were big, bearded, hard drinking, country boys. Neither Laura nor I had ever met them, so they didn't know who the beautiful stark naked woman was standing before them. How Alan befriended them I could not guess. When they saw Laura they stopped in their tracks, door open, cold wind blowing in on all of them. Laura had no place to go nor anything to hide her nakedness with, so she just stood there, barefoot, tits and pussy totally exposed. She finally took action; rushing past them, slamming the door before she got frost bite on her cold hardened nipples. They evidently liked what they saw and after telling Alan that they were out on their snowmobiles and had stopped by to see how his moving was going, they then proceeded to remove their parkas and boots. They intended to stay and find out who this woman was and what she was doing naked in their friend's new apartment. They made it clear that they intended to look deeper into this situation. Linda retreated to behind Alan, more for physical protection than to hide her naked body. She had by this time shown them about everything anyway, but this was not her choosing. She could detect the strong odor of whisky on them and thought that was all she needed now was a couple of drunks while she was naked in someone else's house. Sheltering From the Storm They asked if she was part of the rental deal and if there were any more apartments available. Alan not wanting to tell the whole truth that she was a friend's wife who was left there naked overnight to help him move in. Somehow that sounded too far-fetched. Instead he said that Laura was a new girl friend and she had offered to help him and was staying with him until the roads were cleared. Her nudity was for him and it was her house-warming gift to him. Laura played along, not wanting them to know anything else about her, less they decide they could help themselves to her also. They said they were cool with that and that Linda needn't get dressed on their account, as a matter of fact, that they liked the looks of a beautiful naked woman as much as the next man. They then asked her to not be so shy and step out from behind Alan and let them get a better look at her. Afraid that she had little choice, she stepped from behind Alan and stood before these big intruders. These were the second and third men she had for the first time shown herself to in less than 24 hours. Even though she usually enjoyed being naked, and found herself being excited by the thought of being exposed naked, she wasn't sure about this situation. None the less, she felt a tingle in her lower region and felt herself getting wet from being on display. Beyond her control, her nipples stiffened and stood out hard on her big breasts. Stan the bigger of the two, took Laura by the arm and pulled her towards them and remarked how he would really love to do some fishing in her fishing hole. With that he grabbed a handful of Laura's breast and squeezed. He then pushed her into the arms of Fred who with one hand pawed her breasts and the other grabbed at her pussy, trying to stick his finger up into her. Fred said that she was a hot one, that he could feel the heat coming from her pussy, and that he would give a weeks pay to taste her hair pie. Laura was genuinely getting frightened and could see no way out unless Alan intervened quickly. She was able to yank away from them and ran to him for protection. Alan put himself between Laura and the two and stood his ground. He then told them that Laura was his woman and he would determine who would have her and who would not. He told them that she was not going to be shared and that because they were drunk, he would forget what had happened. He said that her being naked was not an open invitation for them to fondle her without his and especially her permission. Now he wanted them to get their things and get the fuck out of his home and not come back until they were sober and ready to apologize to his woman. They stood there face to face, Alan furious, the two drunks shocked at his anger. Seeing that they may have stumbled into a situation that could be detrimental to their health, they decided as one to back down. They mumbled a quick apology saying that they meant no harm and were just letting the whiskey do their talking. They both took Laura's hand and apologized as they stumbled a quick exit out the door. When the door shut, Laura looked at Alan, not knowing whether to scream, cry or laugh at their quick exit. Looking at Alan who was shaking with rage, face red with anger, Laura said "That was about the stupidest thing I have ever seem, and the bravest, they could have beaten you to a pulp!" "You just saved my life and I love you for that." She then kissed him and started laughing, saying that she had never seen a more shocked look on their faces when he told them off. Alan coming down from an adrenaline high said he just about pissed his pants, and started laughing too. Laura took his hand and led him to the bedroom saying that he deserved a reward and she knew just the right thing. ******* It was late evening before the wind died enough for the snowplows to make any headway and it looked like our neighborhood would be another day before it opened up. I had just explained to Laura that I might not be able to get to pick her up until the next day and that she may have to spend yet another night with Alan. I asked how they were holding up and if she was tired of being naked around him yet. She laughed and said that she was getting to like it more all the time, and he must like looking at her because he had not even offered to loan her a shirt to wear. I asked f she wanted me to suggest that to him and she said she was fine the way she was. She also said that they had had an interesting afternoon, and that she would tell me the story later. I was still getting a rush from the knowledge that my Laura had been completely naked with my friend for now 24 hours and that at no time had she attempted to cover her body from his view. I was having fantasies of her walking around his house stark naked. I wondered if he had taken any pictures of her or had he got his video camera out yet. I wondered if he did, what poses he had her do and how explicit she let him get. Knowing Laura when a camera comes out, she left nothing to the imagination. I couldn't wait to hear her story. About 9:00 pm I heard a loud sounds out in the street and saw that one of the neighbors who had a farm on the outskirts of town had put a blade on the front of a tractor and was cleaning a path around our neighborhood. I was saved, I could get out. I quickly packed up Laura's bag and made sure her coat and boots were in the truck and off I went to rescue my naked wife. I didn't bother to call, I wanted to surprise them, and secretly maybe I wanted to catch them doing something while I wasn't there giving my approval. There was little I would have told them that I would disapprove of, but knowing that they were quite on their own made it more exciting. Laura had already told me that she had a lot to tell me so I know they had progressed far beyond kissing and holding each other. I loved Laura and trusted her and wanted her to experience everything she wanted to do. Just the thought of my Laura, naked all night and all the next day with someone other than me, made my heart race. Him seeing her breasts swinging freely, her belly, that little bulge, her pubs, the hair shiny and black, her hips and ass, I couldn't get the image out of my mind. The idea that someone is taking all that in, looking at her, studying her movements, touching her, smelling her, tasting her, fucking her, that is what I found all the more exciting. I arrived and parked on the street, the drive still blocked by snow. I quietly walked up to the house and noticed that the blinds let light out along both sides; they didn't cover the window completely. I felt foolish, but found myself drawn to the window, spying on them, hoping to see something that would not be seen once I was inside. Looking in just right, I could see them sitting on the couch together, first I saw Laura, still naked, as I had left her the day before. Next to her was Alan and to my pleasant surprise, he was also naked. Laura was holding his erect member with both hands, slowly stroking up and down the shaft. She would jack it 5 or 6 times from balls to head and then she would lower her head down to it and use her tongue to lick any precum that she could squeeze from the slit opening. Laura was good with her tongue; she could almost stick it in the slit opening of a penis. I watched this for maybe 5 minutes, mesmerized by her slow seduction of his penis. She suddenly crawled between Alan's legs and knelt on the floor in front of him. She cupped his balls with both hands and slowly licked and sucked his ball sack, gently pulling first one then the other testicle into her mouth and massaging them with her tongue. She would do this and then she placed the head of his cock in her mouth and proceeded to swallow it until her nose was in his pubic hair. Up and down she would slide his fully erect member, slick with her saliva down her throat and hold it while she swallowed massaging the head with her throat muscles. I was fascinated that he had such control to keep from ejaculating given the treatment his penis was getting. I could tell it wouldn't be long before he shot his cum and I was curious where Laura would take it. She took all but the head out of her mouth and with streams of saliva washing down the shaft; she started to jack him with both hands. I saw Alan pull his legs up and out and then thrust his pelvis forward as his mouth flew open giving a primordial groan as his balls emptied in Laura's mouth. I counted four hard thrusts and she took her mouth from his cock so she could swallow her mouthful, still he had another and shot that one on her face and hair. She quickly put her mouth back over the head of his penis and took the 6th. and final shot. She kept his shaft I her mouth swallowing it down as it deflated. Laura then licked and cleaned any remaining spunk that she had missed while he was shooting. I saw her smile up at him and teasingly bite his shaft tenderly with her teeth. Alan reached down and cupped her chin with one hand and wiped the cum from her face, feeding it to her off his finger. I was watching her enjoy her feast on his ejaculate. She then crawled back up beside and rested her head on his shoulder. His arm was holding her close and both hands were massaging her breasts and gently pinching her swollen nipples. I decided to wait a few minutes before going in so they wouldn't suspect I observed what just happened. I walked about 3 blocks down the street thinking about the erotic scene I had just witnessed. It would have been one of the hottest blow jobs I ever seen if it had been in a porno movie, but this was no movie, this was my wife sucking my friends cock and swallowing a tremendous load and licking him clean. They were still cuddled together naked in each other's arms at this very minute. I should have been furious, but instead I was excited beyond belief. I was glad I watched and they had done it. I only wondered if Laura would tell me and what else had they done while I was not there. I felt responsible after all I had taken her to his house naked and left her there overnight with no clothing of her own. I trusted her; she would fill in all the details, and I just hoped that I felt the same thrill after I heard it all. I pulled out my cell phone and called Laura's cell number and told her that I was on my way and would be there in maybe 5 minutes. I walked back to my truck and got all the things I was taking in and stomped noisily to the door. I wondered if they were both still naked. When I opened the door, Laura was standing there in all her naked beauty; her cheeks were flushed with excitement of our getting back together, and from the sex she had just shared with Alan. She rushed to me and hugged and kissed me like we had been separated for weeks instead of a single day. Alan was standing there in just pajama bottoms, looking a little embarrassed at his attire. He walked up to me and grabbed my hand in a handshake and told me that he was glad that I made it back safely. He said that he was beginning to wonder if I had left Laura with him for good and if I had gone out and got another woman to live with. He seemed to be having a hard time looking me in the eye. I put Laura's clothes down and asked what they had been doing while I was gone, and made the comment that maybe Alan was getting tired of having a naked woman hanging around all the time while they were trapped here by the storm. Alan quickly said that they had completely finished unpacking and that Laura had been a tremendous help to him. He said that she could help him any time. I was wondering if there was a hidden meaning behind his words. He also said that he could never get tired of having her there especially naked and hoped that it wasn't the last time he would see her there like this. Laura moved over to him and kissed him lightly on the cheek and said that they had been having fun, under the circumstances, and that they had gotten to know each other much better during her stay. I could tell there was definitely hidden meaning in her statement and the look that passed between them. I asked Laura if she wanted to dress finally, and she smiled and said that if it was okay with me, she would just stay naked with her two men, and that it wasn't all the time that she could show off for two men at the same time. She came back to me and kissed me passionately practically shoving her tongue down my throat. I tasted a little saltiness in her mouth, maybe a little Alan leftover? When she pulled away, I noticed a large drop of cum sticking on the side of her face just at her hairline. This was the shot I had seen where Laura had missed her mouth, apparently Alan had missed it while cleaning her face, to feed it to her. I took my finger and wiped it off her face and held it up in front of her and asked if they had been having after dinner snacks and that she had missed a drop. She smiled and sucked it off my finger and said that yes, she had "helped herself " to a snack and that I had just missed catching her with Alan's cock in her mouth. Alan looked like he wanted to fall through a hole in the floor. She went on to say that they had sent most of the day naked together, that after all it would seem awkward for her to be the only one naked. She said that they had both been naked all night in bed together so it seemed silly to suddenly get shy when they were alone together in the daylight. Alan realizing that everything they had done in the last 24 hours was coming out, wished that he had been a little less free with my wife. I, on the other hand, was beginning to enjoy his squirming. I told them that I realized that I had left her there in quite a compromising condition and that if they had done "things" that I couldn't really blame anyone but myself. It was I who had originally suggested that she come here naked and I had forgotten her clothes, forcing her to remain naked. I had also left her there, taking her coat and boots, overnight, and had told them to enjoy themselves. I added that the only thing that I had regrets about was that I had not been there to watch and participate in the activities. Alan looked like he had been reprieved from a death sentence, when he realized that I wasn't mad at him for taking advantage of the situation and "using" my wife. I then told Laura that I really wanted to get her home to make up for lost time and that we would come back when the weather was more agreeable for her to be "dressed" this way. I told Alan that he probably hadn't "seen the last of her." Laura gave me that look that told me that she was ready to fool around and that it would most likely be a very long night of pleasure. She pulled on her boots and said that she was ready, standing there otherwise completely naked. I handed her the coat and she said that she had been nude so long that it was silly to get dressed now just to take everything off as soon as we got home anyway. I think this was just her last way to tease Alan before she left. She went to Alan and took him in her arms and kissed him a long deep kiss. When she broke it she said that she enjoyed "everything" and hoped that he did too. She also stuck her hand down the front of his pajama bottoms and grabbed his hard cock and squeezed it saying that she will have to "work" on his "swelling problem." Alan blushed again. She kissed him lightly on the cheek and said that she hoped that he had enjoyed his house warming. I went to him and shook his hand and winked as I told him thanks for "looking after" Laura. I told him I would see him in a few days, that I had some "home work" to get done. Out the door we went, me dressed in cold weather gear and Laura in just boots, that's all. One car went by as we walked to our truck and she waved as if she was dressed normally, they honked and I thought they were going to slide off the road as the driver looked to verify that he was really seeing a naked woman walking in the snow. ****************** When we got home Laura was so hot and turned on from her adventure that we barely made it in the house before she was ripping at my clothes. She kept repeating that she "wanted to fuck me so bad." I got her to the bedroom and laid her spread eagle on her back, all of her well viewed body open for my pleasure only. I told her that we had plenty of time and I was going to torture her with pleasure while she told me everything that happened with Alan. Knowing that I was momentarily in control, she sighed as I played with her pussy lips and clit, taking my time to pleasure her with my fingers and tongue. She proceeded to tell me in detail what had transpired during my absence. After I left to get her clothes and the Grand Mariner, she sat there talking with Alan. After all, this had been the first time she had ever been naked in front of him and it was still a novelty. She said that when she stopped and realized that she was totally naked, sitting there with some man other than her husband, she would get rushes of tingles through her stomach and pussy. They talked about the move and that the apartment wasn't bad at all, mainly that it would be only a temporary thing until he was back on his feet. They seemed to skirt around the issue that she was naked and he completely dressed, and also the fact that I wasn't there. She would catch him looking at her breasts rather than her face as he talked to her. He would stop in mid sentence when she would reposition herself and he would get a clear view of her pubic area. Finally the subject of her nakedness came around and Alan asked her how she felt being there with him, naked, and why she agreed to do this in the first place. She told him that she genuinely enjoyed being nude, and confessed that it turned her on to no end being naked in front of others. She told him that we had flashed her in various degrees of nakedness numerous times and it always ended up with us having fantastic sex while reliving it. She went on to tell him that I liked to expose her to people, mostly to strangers and that it excited and turned me on to do it. Her nudity and exhibition was fun and exciting for both of us. As far as her being naked with him and my not being there was part of the excitement, like my taking the last of her clothing, her boots and coat, guaranteeing that she had nothing of her own to cover herself with, it made her feel even more naked. She liked to feel helpless, within limits, and she liked to be looked at, being inspected, showing parts of her body that normally was off limits to everyone but me. It was about then that I called and told them that I was unable to get back to pick her up and she had to spend the night with him. She said that she felt even more helpless and was at the mercy of someone who she had never been naked with and had never seen naked. She knew that would soon change, it kind of fed on a rape fantasy. She said that at first knowing that I wasn't coming back, she for the first time really felt her nakedness, that before she had me as her clothing, now she really had nothing. She said she felt like I had loaned her to one of my friends. They continued to sit and drink, and talk, and she due to her excitement and nervousness probably got a little more drunk than she wanted to. Finally the inevitable came, time for them to go to bed. She led Alan to the bedroom and stood him before her. She then slowly stripped him taking care to touch his body as she did so. She lightly ran her fingers over his nipples and pinched each until they hardened, she then took each in her mouth and sucked and bit the tender tip until he could take no more and pushed her away gently. She continued down his chest to his belly, gently pulling the hair that grew between his navel and pubic area. She moved around him to his butt, cupping his cheeks, kissing and pulling at his hair with her teeth. She ran her fingers down his crack, under his ass and cupped his ball sack. Then bent him forward and lightly ran her finger back from his balls to his ass hole and circled his anus, pushing her finger softly on the pucker. Sheltering From the Storm Around to the front, she encircles his penis and jacked it slowly with one hand, cupping his balls with the other. She then kissed its head turning her head and using the slit opening on the end as tiny lips. She inserted her tongue in the slit and sucked the drops of precum that was oozing from the opening . Done inspecting him intimately, she guided him to the bed and lying on his back she crawled on top of him squatting over his face and taking his fully erect cock in her mouth. She lowered herself on his face putting her now open pussy over his waiting mouth. Using all the saliva she could produce, lubricated his engorged shaft and swallowed it hungrily down her throat. Using his hands to spread her outer lips, he opened her completely and plunged his face into her, sucking the juices that she produced into his mouth and swallowing it down. Alan probed deep into her with his tongue using it like a flexible penis as he raked her clit with his teeth. Both of them lost in primal lust tore at each other trying to stimulate that final climax of passion. She pulled off his mouth, turned around and impaled herself on his blood engorged shaft in one savage thrust, he bottomed out slamming against her womb. She rode him bucking and grunting with the exertion, shutting out every sensation but the feeling of the shaft savagely penetrating her womanhood. They reached the point of climax at the same time, she letting the waves of contractions sweep over her and he gushing his semen deep inside her. She collapsed on top of him exhausted, spent, drained. She said she fell into deep sleep, and was awakened what seemed hours later by the feel of a warm cloth tenderly cleaning the sticky wetness from between her legs. She rolled onto her back, opening herself totally to him, giving him access to what ever part of her body he wanted. He cleaned all her skin, from face to toes, when he was completed, there was no part of her that he had not seen and touched, he knew her as intimately as I. He took her again. She was powerless to stop him had she wanted to, which she didn't. She let him lay on top of her, pinning her beneath his weight, entering her slowly in one long agonizing thrust. Once fully inside her he stopped all movement, holding her immobile beneath his weight. The only movement he allowed was with his swollen penis when he flexed the muscles used to ejaculate causing deep inside her the feeling he was repeatedly cumming. The sensation was nearly unbearable for her and she begged him to stop the torture and to fuck her so she could cum. He refused her begging and kept her pinned helpless, suffering the indignity of begging for relief. She told me that she felt she was being raped because of her helplessness and the height of the ecstasy he created inside her. Her head thrashed from side to side sweating from desire. Finally he pulled his shaft out of her in one savage yank and crawled up to put his throbbing cock to her mouth. Her arms pinned beneath his legs, she had no choice but to take him in her mouth. He shoved his cock down her throat so quickly that she gagged as he slid it in and out savagely fucking her mouth like a pussy. She could barely keep control and when she finally felt his member swelling ready to shot, she just had time to catch her breath before he pumped spurt after spurt unto her bulging mouth. There was no choice but to swallow it all down, it was that or choke and draw it into her lungs. She cried from frustration. Her "rape" was complete. Spent, he climbed off her and in a complete reversal, cradled her tenderly in his arms and kissed her tears away. Holding her close to his body, they both went to sleep. As the twilight of morning crept into the bedroom, she woke with a start and tried to remember where she was. Feeling a naked body who was not mine snuggled beside her brought her awake with a jump. She then remembered that she was restricted to the apartment, naked, with no clothing of her own and no way to get out until I came to get her. She remembered the two sessions of sex during the night and could still taste the coppery after taste of Alan's cum in her mouth. She was confused as to whether she was frightened or excited by the forceful way he had taken her only a few hours previously. She had never felt so totally powerless, but the idea stirred a sensation deep within her belly, when she touched herself, she found wetness and a tingling of arousal. She moved to Alan and slowly massaged his flaccid member back to hardness. As she jacked him he awoke to see a beautiful woman working him to full hardness. They kissed and unlike the fierce coupling of the previous night, they joined with the tenderness of unhurried lovemaking. For over an hour, they touched each other, using fingers, mouth, tongue, lips, every part of their bodies to heighten the sensation of sexual gratification. Finally as they reached climax, together, she cried out with the release she had needed since her erotic rape. They dozed in each others arms until the full light woke them and they knew they had, for the time, completed their love making. Laura went on to tell me about their showering and their working naked together throughout the day finishing the unpacking and putting the things away. She also told me of the two unexpected visitors and how a potential rape had been averted by Alan's noble stand against the two larger men. She also went into detail of how she rewarded him for his bravery. He was learning how to send her into multiple orgasms. She fucked him to two more as well. Last she told me about the scene where she had sucked him off just before I had come to pick her up. The scene I had observed through the window unbeknownst to them. She had told me all, held back nothing. Some would have condemned our actions as unfaithful, my sharing her and she giving herself so totally. We don't see it that way, we see it as discovering ourselves and giving our trust to one another. What we did would tear some couples apart; it just makes the two of us stronger. We made love to each other, each trying to please the other without concern for our own pleasure. Afterwards, we slept warm in each other's arms. Time seemed to fly by and it wasn't until the spring time that Laura and Alan were able to get back together again. This time there was an entirely different outcome. Read Memorial Day to continue Laura's adventures with Alan.